At Oregon, we buried a pair of twins, on the west bank of Rock River.
They died within a few days of each other. Their names were William
Abraham and Mary Elizabeth.
From Oregon we moved to the city of Peru, where I took charge of the
Peru Academy, and held it about one year. Here our son Henry was born.
This was in 1854. Thence we moved to Peoria Co. My health, owing to
close confinement in the school-room had broken down so badly I was
obliged to resort to outdoor employment, in order to build up. I bought
a little farm at a place called Pennsylvania Ridge, a little settlement,
where I took charge of a church and ran my 20 acre farm. On the way from
Peoria city out to the farm Henry took off one of his shoes, and we lost
it on the road. Thence we removed to the state of Iowa, to a place
called Eddyville. Here I took charge of the public school, having three
teachers under me and was pastor of the Luth. Ch. a house mission.
From here we went to Knoxville, the county seat of Marion County. Here
I was pastor of the Luth. Ch. and opened a select school, as the public
school was not giving satisfaction, and the ch. was weak and poor. Here
Lucy was born in 1857, in a beautiful grove (adjoining the town), in
which our little home was almost hid. At the time of her birth I was
away from home attending a meeting of the General Synod of the Ev. Luth.
Ch. of U.S. which convened that year at Reading, Pa. This was my first
attendance on that body, though I have since been a delegate to the same
a number of times.