Our Family Legacy
(Note by Edith Baker: Concerning the language, word choice, style, etc. of this journal. One needs to remember several things. First of all, this writing is being done in English, which is not the writer's native tongue. Second, he has picked up some of the slang/jargon of the people of his day, which may be obscure today. Third, because of the nature of keeping a journal, words are often left out which would be included in a finished, essay-type document. So the reading may at times seem a little choppy. I have inserted a word here and there as it seemed necessary to the understanding of the passage, but mostly have left it as it appeared in Mary Larsen's transcript.)
Well, this is May 30, and I am preparing to leave tomorrow and take it afoot to Langesund. On the 31st I took leave of the Saints and walked to a place called Loubakkeer where I found Sister Torina Tollefsen from Langesund. She had a daughter living there that was a widow and had four children and her husband had died three weeks previous. She had faith in the Gospel and had prayed to the Lord that He would open the way farther so that she should have the privilege to be baptized.
I arrived there about five o'clock p.m., having traveled two miles. They were all glad to see me. We talked all evening about the Principles of the Gospel and she concluded to be baptized. We did not go but three rods from the house to the sea when I had the happy privilege to baptize her, Helena Tollofsen, and also bless her four children. I stayed there all night and we had a good time together. And I felt to thank the Lord that he had blessed my labor. I stayed until after dinner, then I left and took it afoot for Brevig. I went into the first house I came to. I met a woman but no-- she said, to be baptized over again--that she never would do, for she was baptized when she was a child with a handful [of water] and that was water enough and she wanted none of our books. The next man I went into his house was one of the real Lutheran Religious fellows and was as stubborn as a mule and I got tired talking to him after having discussed about one hour. He would bring in the Church History after Christ, which I said we could not depend on. I left him and told him what he had to do, and at last I offered to sell him a book to read that he might judge for himself. He said if he bought one he should burn it up. Next man I came to was a very reasonable man. He had read some of our books before and he bought two small tracts. He said what he had read he found to be true. He had not much time to talk to me for he was busy working but I took him to be a good man. I went into many houses through the day and found some people opposed and some tolerable decent. I sold tracts for seventy-two Ore through the day and walked one and a half miles.
June 15, 1882. I left Brother Christensen and Skien in the morning and took the road up to Uleford. When I got out a ways from Skien, I went into a blacksmith shop first. He was quite reasonable and bought a small tract. I also visited a place where they were burning brick and dagel and different kinds of krokeriware [possibly crockery?] pipes. There was a man there that was the wickedest man I ever met with. He called me everything that he could think of. He said there had been a Mormon there the summer before, which was Brother Telefsen. He had treated him the same way. I visited a storekeeper that was not so bad. He was well acquainted with Brother Isaksen in Brevig. He treated me with coffee. I had the privilege to bear a faithful testimony for him. He also bought a couple of small tracts. I visited many places through the day, but the last place I went to before I got lodging for the night was one Halvor Ougergen of Kleve, that had been a student and should have been a priest and had taken two examinations, which I did not know until afterwards. He called me into a fine room and began to argue with me, which that kind of man always wants to do. I talked with him one hour and it was getting late and he could not let me have a room over night so I had to leave him. I got to stay to the next neighbor, a man named Elmo Larsen. They were very kind folks, but they would not have anything to do with Mormons. This was in Solan Sogn. I had sold through the day forty-eight Ore worth of tracts.
June 16, 1882. Before I left the house in the morning, I had a half an hour talk with the old man on religion more than anything else. As he began to tear down and abuse the Mormons and he would not listen to sound argument, I began to tell him what kind of polygamy the people practiced in Norway until he got so mad that he did not know what to do with himself. I paid 75 Ore for grub and lodging and left the place. The first house I went into was only the woman and children at home. She seemed to listen very attentively to my testimony. I sold her a little tract. I found some people that were very religious and had a little Jesus in their heart and they are the very worst kind and biggest hypocrites. In the afternoon I found a man by the name of Halvor Jensen that was very well acquainted with Mormonism. He told me that he had a niece in Utah that had emigrated from Langesund, and I talked to him a long time outdoors. Then he bid me in the house and treated me with coffee and something to eat which was much needed as I had no dinner. He than began to tell me that he had also a brother in Utah and that he had labored much with him before he left, but he could not see it. But lately he had been very sick and had a curious dream. The substance of it was he thought he was dead and that his spirit left the body and went far up where he saw a nice place, and wanted to get in and he struggled hard but could not. Well, I explained his dream and he seemed to think that would be the result, what I told him, but I don't know if he will have power to embrace the Gospel or not. I promised to visit him on my return trip.
I also found another man. His name was Hanse Taves that had studied on Mormonism for twenty years, but I kinda think he wanted twenty years more. I went into a house to ask if I could stay overnight as it was getting late. The woman said, yes. I told her who I was, but when the man of the house came in, he said different. He seemed to be a regular Mormon Eater. I talked to him one hour and I had an idea I could stay there, but, no I had to leave. It was then nine-thirty. He thought he knew more about Utah than I did. Well, I walked one fourth mile to the station where I got to stay. The man's name was Gunder Hansen of Barfom, Lolom Sogn. I sold through the day tracts for forty-one Ore. I got into a house where there were two Baptist women which I had a long talk with, but when they could not defend themselves, they said they had heard it was not good to come in contact with the Mormons for they were always too much versed in the Scriptures. I bore testimony for many through the day, but did not find any that interested themselves much about it. It started to rain towards evening and I got to stay overnight at one Torbjorn Gustad, Mes in Mes Sogn, having traveled about three fourths of a mile and sold books, for 63 Ore. I had a long talk with the woman in the evening. I told her who I was and she went in another room to ask her husband if I could stay, and she came back and said, "yes". Then she began to argue on religion and when she found she could not defend herself, she did not want any more talk with me. She showed me up to a room and then she had her man prepared to take me in the morning.
June 20, 1882. In the morning when I was ready to leave, I offered to sell the man some books which he looked at and we began to talk. I told him the main principles of my religion. He would not have it that the small children could believe. He was one of the real Fericers [Pharisees?] that would try to catch a man in a word. He read a little in one of my books and only made light of it and he did not want to buy any. I paid one Kroun for staying there and then left. I visited nearly all the houses I could get to through the day. I had the privilege to bear testimony for some and some told me they did not like that religion or that way. I sold [books] for seventeen Ore through the day, and got to stay at Cal Hogter Faroe in station. I paid two Krouns in the morning for staying there. Then I told them who I was and offered to sell them some books, but they did not want any. I went down to the store and sold a little tract for nine Ore and that was all I sold through the day.
June 21, 1882. I went back again to Ulefors. I visited a few houses that I had not been to going up, bearing testimoney for a few. In the evening I went over to Gunder Hansen's and had a long talk with him. He believes the Gospel and believes nothing else, but he could not get ready to be baptized, being too scared of losing his work.
June 29, 1882. The next morning I took the road to Krogere. I got in company with two painters and one of them I had talked with before in Krogere and sold him a little tract. We traveled together all day till about four o'clock p.m., when we got to Krogere, and then he showed me to a place where I could get good and cheap lodging to one Ane Bashe. I got the promise of staying. I left my valises and went out in town to see Brother Even Hudalen. When I came back in the evening about nine-thirty in the big room where I should sleep were three beds all made, and there were three young women and one man all Swedish and all drunk and still drinking. The old landlady swore they should have no more beer that night, but one of them went after more every now and then. I sat still and looked at them awhile. It got pretty late and I did not know where I could get another place to stay but I made up my mind not to stay there. I called the landlady out and told her I guessed I had to go somewhere else, that I could not stay there and I asked her if she had no other place I could stay. She told me she would let me take her room and bed and she would sleep among the drunken crowd. I don't think the children that are born in Zion can imagine the life of the world. Well, I had the old woman's room.
July 21, 1882. I stayed till in the afternoon. I bid adieu to my relations and up the road I went, up past Egelandsverket and crossed a large bridge and went over in to Geirstad Sogn. I went half a mile up the road before I went to visit anybody. The first man I went to was nearly blind. I had a long talk with him. He bought a small tract. Then I talked to two men. They bought two small tracts. Next I came to was a man and son and daughter. They were very contrary and only wanted to quarrel, did not want to buy any books. Next I met three men. I sold to one of them one book for seventy-five Ore. All that I had talked to was out in the field haying. I sold through the day for one Kroun eleven Ore and traveled about one mile and got to stay overnight at Nils Rasmusen's, little Hogeto, Geirstod Sogn.
July 22, 1882. I bore testimony for the family both in the morning and evening and tried to sell them some books, but they did not want any. I soon left. I went to a home where they were sitting eating breakfast where I sold two small tracts to a young man. I also went to a storekeeper where the man bought a big book. I visited many through the day, some being reasonable and some very bad. I passed Geirstod Church which is very nice and a fine location. I also met a man from Riisoer by the name of Ole Peter Olsen and his family that had been my playmates, but they did not seem like they wanted much talk with me. About five o'clock I went into a small house and soon told the woman my errand. She told me then that she had a sister that was Mormon that lived in Christiania that I was acquainted with, and then I was welcome. She gave me something to eat and told me I could stay there overnight and sleep in the barn, which I accepted. The man came home in the evening and also a grown son and we had a talk.
July 23, 1882. This being Sunday and they did not want me to leave early and so I stayed till two o'clock p.m. The young man bought a book from me and the old man I gave a few small tracts and they charged me nothing for staying. I was thankful to the Lord that He had raised up friends to me in time of need, for it was very rainy weather. The man's name was Nils Larsen, Ousland, Geirstod Sogn. I bid them goodbye and visited many houses the balance of the day, but found most of the people very bad. One man showed me the door, but I did not feel to go until I got ready, for it rained pretty bad and he was going to prove to me that Christ said the children should be baptized and he kept a-hunting a half hour but finally gave it up. I also met with one of the very religious kind which was very bad. I sold the two days for two Kroun fortysix Ore and traveled about one and a half miles and I got to stay overnight at Knud Halvarsen, Lonen, Geirstod Sogn.
July 24, 1882. I paid thirty-five Ore for grub and lodging which was very cheap, and I started out and had not far to the next house, but they did not want much of my religion. I went to nearly every house I could see, bore testimony where I had a chance. Then I went up on a high mountain south where there were many houses close by. I sat down on the mountainside and pondered over many things, and over the Twenty-Fourth of July in Zion, and over the condition of the people before me, but I soon went on. There were many houses in sight, places called Ospe and Loite and Houen. I felt like I wanted some dinner. I went to a house to buy and after the woman could not change, she had to take a tract that cost twenty ore, which I was glad of, for I had not sold any before through the day and only sold for seven are more that day. I went to one house where I had a long talk with the man. I asked him if I could hold a meeting in his house, he said then he did not dare to for the neighbors, but he showed me to another man that was such a good man and there I would be sure to get to hold a meeting. I found the man down in the field mowing. I told him my errand and he looked at me and asked me my name and he knew me right away, but it took me some time before I could place him. I asked him if I could hold a meeting at his house but he had a very sick child and could not allow me. As I had a half mile to go over a mountain I had to be off. I arrived there about eight o'clock to a place called Westel, stopping overnight at Knud Olsen's, having walked about one mile. After supper they wanted me to read some for them which I did from a little tract, and bore testimony.
August 8, 1882. In the evening, nearly twelve o'clock, we went down only about thirty yards to the sea from Sister Maren Rolfsen's house and I baptized her without anyone to disturb us, but I must say that I had a very bad mishap as I stepped on something sharp in the water and cut my right foot very bad--two cuts, which I will not try to describe, but the one was on top of my foot and cut a blood vessel, that was almost impossible to stop bleeding, but the sisters got the blood washed off the best they could right away so that no one suspicioned anything.
Well we were in a terrible stir for a while and I can say that I have not got over it yet, and this is August 14. I got upstairs and got rags wrapped around the sores so that I got the blood stopped. Not even the children in the house got to know, only that I had been down stairs in the night barefoot and had run against something sharp and they kept every thing still and very few know it yet. And I am now sitting here with my foot up on a chair and plastering myself the best I can, not forgetting to call upon God for His help. There is not a brother in town that I can get to administer to me and then I do it myself. I don't know how long I have to sit in this way. The sores look very bad yet, but I find that I must have patience and trust in the Lord and I hope that He will be merciful unto me.
August 14, 1882. I feel to write down a little more about how I am getting along. I have now been sitting here nearly two weeks, and I am getting very tired of it, but it can't be helped. The sores are going nicely although it will take at least another week and maybe longer before I can get around again. I pass the time away in reading and writing and today is August 21, 1882.
I have now been here over three weeks and I think three or four days more will let me out as the sore on the top of my foot has grown together and the other has nearly. I pass the time in writing to the Saints and reading. It is now September 1. Two or three days more have passed away and tomorrow is four weeks since I got hurt and I have had a big boot on today and calculate to walk up town this evening as I have now been down stairs and neighbors think I have just arrived in town. The sores have now grown up, but [are] very sore yet.
October 11. I went west through Eidanger to visit a sister at Langanen. When I got to the place where she used to live, I found out by the neighbor that she had moved to a place closer by the main road. I then went back quite a ways and found her in a small room. She was very glad to see me. Some of the good Christians had told her if she had anything to do with the Mormons they would take away the little assistance she had from the Precinct as she was a widow, but she did not care. I got to stay there all night and she entertained me the best she could.
Next day, October 12, I walked up through Eidanger to Berra to visit Brother Ole Mikkelsen and Stoljestad. I did not go in anywhere on the road, as I had visited the most of the people before, so I knew pretty well what stuff they were made of. I got to Brother Ole Mikkelsen's about noon and he received me very kindly. As I calculated to stay there all night, I thought I would cover the neighboring country in the afternoon which I did. Ole recommended me to a place where he thought we could get a meeting, but when I got there the man was not home and the wife was mad as the devil himself at the Mormons. I visited about eight or ten places that afternoon but found very few that were anywhere reasonable. They did not feel any necessity of repenting and being baptized over again as they say. I sold for seven Ore, one tract, and I have walked in these two days about three miles. I got to stay over night with Brother Ole Mikkelsen's sister at the big house by the sawmill.
Next day, October 19, I took a trip out to Rakkestad Tangen to visit Brother A. Olsen and family. I found them all well and glad to see me as I had not been there for four months. We had an agreeable time together in the evening.
Next morning, October 20, I left for Langesand and began to visit the people on my way. The first was two men who stood outside. I presented my books to them, but one of them was kind of sulky and would not say anything and the other was well acquainted with the Mormons. We got to talking about polygamy when a younger man stepped up and chipped in and the conversation got very warm. I offered the young man a tract treating on that subject. He did not want it, but went on after he had pronounced the Patriarchs as murderers and whoremongers. Well, I left, but could not help but ponder very much in my mind about what that young man had said and I only wish that I could get to talk to him again and tell him what would become of him if he did not repent. I then visited people along the road and went on many side ways, but as a general thing, people being very much opposed to us as a people. I went into a yard called Winje where I got some dinner and got them to take some tracts for it. I sold for thirty-seven Ore, and I walked three miles, it raining and blowing nearly all the time.
December 19, 1882. In the morning at eight o'clock we left Langesand on Steamboat Fynn and arrived in Laurvig after two hours pleasant voyage, although I was not very well myself. We found the Saints all well and glad to see us. As we did not intend to stop over, we called the Saints together on the evening of December 21, 1882 at Sister Karen Christensen's where myself and Brother Johnsen occupied the time. Only a few Saints present. Next morning, Brother Johnsen at eight o'clock prepared to go with the train, but we found out that the train had got fast in the snow and would not come til one p.m. The train came and he left in the afternoon.
December 23, 1882. At eleven o'clock a.m., I left Laurvig on Steamboat Exelencen and got to Riisoer the same evening. My health was very poor and I was quite sick. [He is no doubt suffering with the asthmatic lung condition which began here in Norway and which plagued him the rest of his life.] I found the Saints all well. In Riisoer on December 24, being Christmas Eve, I was invited to myoId friend E. Johnsen's where we had a good time together with the family in singing the songs of Zion. I also had to come there next day and spend Christmas.
On December 26, 1882, I took a trip to my uncle at Blesvigen and found the old man not very well and his son's wife had a baby eight days old and her brother was there. He professed to be a religious man. He soon found out who I was and began to argue with me and we kept talking a while. I explained the first Principles of the Gospel to him but of course he claimed that he had found Jesus and got peace with God. When we all sat down around the table to eat, he prayed a long sorrowful prayer, forgetting to ask God to bless the food. He did not want to talk much more. He left the same evening. I stayed til the morning of December 27. I then walked up to Bronaasen to my relations. I found them all well and glad to see me. I got a chance in the evening to bear Testimony for them. They were obliged to hear--some of them against their will. Although they are all pretty well bound down with priestcraft. I had calculated to go back to Riisoer the next day, but a terrible snow storm came and I concluded to wait. I wrote a letter to J. Rolfsen, Mt Pleasant, in the evening. I got to talk a little on the Gospel Principles, but my cousin generally got mad when he could not defend himself. So I think the whole family have rejected the Gospel.
On the morning of December 29, 1882, I bid adeiu to them and my cousin Gillins followed me down to Wastoe when we both walked on the ice and snow shoes. I got to Riisoer about three-thirty p.m., the road being very bad, deep snow, having walked three and a half miles.
Sunday, January 14, 1883. In the afternoon, myself and Brother Johnsen held a meeting at Sister Karen Christensen's house, not many Saints and three outsiders present, and a good time ensued. As Brother Johnsen had got a promise of a place a ways out in the country to hold a meeting, I and Brother Johnsen and four sisters went out in the evening and at half past six we began our meeting, the house being pretty well full of strangers that listened very attentively. Brother Johnsen led out and preached about half an hour and I followed and talked one hour. I can say that the Spirit of the Lord was poured out upon us in a great measure. I felt that I could have preached all night. We sat there and bore testimony for them til nine- thirty o'clock. I had faith there were some honest souls there and that it will bear fruit some day.
Next day, January 23, 1883, we started out in the country up along Sogn. It was in the afternoon before we went in anywhere. The first house I went into was a schoolteacher. I invited him out in the Euchen. He bought a tract from me, asked what induced me to be a Mormon and a few more questions. He had not much time to talk, but he was human, anyhow. We then visited old houses, Brother Johnsen and myself, but the people as a general thing were very much opposed to our doctrine, and priestcraft and traditions were very strong. When it got evening, we began to look for a house, but it seemed they all were willing for their neighbors to house us. We went from one place to another, crossed woods and rivers. At last we found one man that we got to stay with after a long time about it. His name was Anbjorn Iversen, Sonne, Hedron Sogn, having walked through the day one and a half miles and sold for twenty-four Ore. We did not feel it wise to let them know in the evening what we were.
January 24, 1883. In the morning we offered the man some of our books, which he looked at but no, he did not want any. We bore testimony for him and his wife, but could not induce them to buy any of our books. We paid one half kroun for stopping and went up the road. The people as a general thing were very ignorant and very much opposed, which is generally the case. I found one man working in a tannery that was very bitter. I had to contend with him a long time. When evening came we began to look for a house and I think we were in twenty houses but no, always the same excuse. We went then to a rich farmer that lived in a fine mansion. We were invited in to a fine room where we sat and talked to him alone. We told him what we were and he promised us that we could stay and he got to look at some of our books and after we had sat there one hour and he had been looking through the books and we had born witness to him, he said these books defend Mormonism. We said, "Yes". He asked us then if we were Mormons. We said, "Yes", and said we thought he understood that long ago. "No," he said, he had not quite, but he said it would be a shame for him to house such a people as us, and we would have to excuse him. We then talked very plain to him, but of no use. His name was Ole Mikkelsen in Kvelle Sogn, close by the Church. We then had to go down the road one fourth mile to the station to Mikkel Larsen Jone, where we got to stay over night, having walked one and a half miles through the day.
January 31, 1883. In the morning we started out again and crossed the Sogan Bridge and Brother Johnsen went to the right and I to the left up through Tjolling Sogn, visited every house I came to, but the most of the people were very much opposed, and all they wanted was to quarrel and insult me, although I found a few that bought some small tracts. I found one old farmer that at first was a little out of the way, but after I had talked to him a while, he cooled down and listened to all I had to say. I bore a faithful testimony for him and for the whole family and I ate dinner with him, which he did not charge me anything for, and I gave him an old tract. I went to many houses and little success. Sold for four and a half Ore through the day and walked about three fourths mile and went back to Laurvig in the evening.
February 1, 1883. We started out in the morning to go to see Ole Hansen Bassrine. We walked about one mile. Snowing all day and we found the snow so deep and no road that we could not get through and we got about tired out and we knew there was no place to get to stay over night, so we concluded to turn back which we did and got back to Laurvig in the evening.
On February 20, 1883, we visited the Saints and wrote some letters and prepared to leave on February 21. We left Langesand on our trip west and took the country road for it. The roads being quite bad, and we had a good deal to carry. We walked on til about one o'clock p.m. and we began to get some hungry. We went into a house at Ronhalt where we got something to eat. The woman seems to be very religious and we talked about different subjects while we were eating. When we got through and we had found out what we were owing, I asked her if she did not want to buy any religious books. She said, Yes, what kind? We told her. Then she changed color in her face right away and got mad. Should not have any of that kind. We argued with her a while and then we left and walked all day til about eight o'clock in the evening when we were glad to get to a place where we could stay overnight. That was at Madam Samuelsen, Kragere, having walked four and a half miles that day.
On February 26, I felt quite bad in the morning and I went to see a doctor as I was afraid my lungs were getting affected, as I had such a terrible pain in my breast and he told me it was what they called Bronkitis [bronchitis] or slime on the lungs. He gave me some medicine to take. In the afternoon I went out to Gloppe to visit my relations. Brother O. Johnsen went with me half way. I had a letter to one Bernt Hudalen where I had been once before and bore testimony. I found the wife and her mother alone at home. I soon began to talk Gospel to her and to tell her the necessity of embracing it, which she said she had thought a great deal of. Her man was expected home that evening. She told me to call in as I went back. After I had come a ways from the place, I met the man coming home. I got in a long conversation with him although he was quite deaf. He told me he had once had a Mormon book, which I judged from his saying was a Voice of Warning, and he said it was got together sharply, that he got afraid of it and did not dare to read it and that he had thrown it on the fire and burned it up. I understood right away that the truth cut him and that he could not stand it. I talked very straight to him and told him the consequences if he did not repent. He did not like it very well but he had to take it. I got to Gloppe in the evening and all well. I stayed there two days and had some clothes washed and mended, but very little that I had a chance to talk about the Gospel. I started back on February 29, and on the road I went in to Bernt Hudalen to get to talk more about the Gospel, but the man was to sail with a vessel and the wife had gone to see him off. I then went for town when I came on the Landnas Fjord. I met Brother O. Johnsen. He had come out to meet Shoemaker Johnsen and baptize him, but he did not come according to agreement, as his wife had hindered him and he had no chance to go anywhere without she was watching him. I visited friends and relations.
March 1, 1883. And I bore testimony where I had a chance. I visited Aslou Keilsen [Neilsen?] that had been in America thirteen years and bore testimony for her and her sister that was going to get married in a few days. She invited me to her wedding which I declined as we were going to leave Riisoer before that time.
On March 4, 1883, we held a meeting at Sister Rolfsen's a few Saints and a few strangers present. Myself and Brother O. Johnsen occupied the time. After the meeting was over comes our friend Johnsen and we laid a plan for to get him baptized. We were to go with him next morning out fishing. He had no more than left us when his wife came in and raised Ned and had told the police to be on the lookout for me in the morning for I was going with him, her man, out and baptize him, and so she hindered him that time as well.
On March 13, 1883 we left Arendal afoot on our way west. After we had got a ways out from town, we began our visiting. We took each [his own] way and did not go by any house, but found very few that would listen. They had heard so much about the Mormons and they would not believe on anybody but Luther. I met Brother Johnsen after dinner time and we went into the timber and ate our dinner that we had along. We then proceeded to business through the afternoon. I visited a woman and when she found out what kind of books I was selling she showed me the door and told me to go right away with my books. I told her I was no robber and that I could go out as well as I came in. She was red headed and dirty as could be. In the evening we passed Oeistad Church and then we aimed to go and see Thorsten Fosli and he was little relative to my mother, and as he had promised Uncle Jacob Rolfsen to furnish us with some names of our relations and he had not done that, then I had good excuse to go and see him. We found him home and talked little to him about our relations, but he could not house us overnight and it was getting late. He promised then that he would do his best to get the names of our relatives. I had the pleasure close by there to look upon the house that my Grandfather, Bent Rolfsen was born in, which is now occupied by a daughter. The second house we went to they received us and we got a promise of staying. When he found out that I was a little related to Thorsten Fosli and that I was from Riisoer, then he told us there was one J. Rolfsen that stayed there over night some years ago and he was Mormon. Then I said that's just what we were and we got into a talk about Utah and our religion and we had the privileg to bear a faithful testimony for them. They being quite liberal people. The man had little faith in the Sectarians and we also talked to them in the morning, but they were afraid to buy any books.
March 15, 1883. We paid a Kroun in the morning and went up. We went a little ways out from town. Then we separated. I went to a group of houses in Laurvig Sogn where I labored nearly all day. I went to many places before I found any that would listen. I then met a man that seems to be very much taken up with what I said. He felt to be baptized any time. He had heard some Baptist and I spent some time with him before I could make him believe that what I learned [taught] was different. He bought a small tract and told me to call again. I came in to a house where there were three women and one of them, the oldest, was very bitter and insulted me some. One man said we went around because we did not want to do anything. The most of them were very much opposed and very ignorant.
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