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In the fall of 1870 a body of Swedes came to Gadsden Co.
Judge DuPont had been very active and zealous in getting up
this move-; but it proved a most miserable failure, as might
have been imagined-; they were entirely unfit for translation
from so bitter a climate as Sweden, to our hot weather-; they
arrived here in August, sweltered in the heaviest kind of
clothing-; and so miserably home sick and dissatisfied-; at the
end of a year from the time of their arrival, but one of them
remained -- a poor crank of a fellow named Anderson worked with
Judge DuPont for a year or two, saving his wages until he
bought a miserably poor worthless piece of land 8 miles from
town, where he scratched the surface of the thin, gravelly
soil with a plough, drawn by a poor little emaciated steer-,
living in a miserable hovel entirely by himself -- until he
died, almost entirely alone, of intermittent fever, & was buried
by the neighbors --

We foolishly hired one of them, a girl named Josephine
Anderson -- for a sewing girl -- I thought her service would
be valuable to Bettie, & paid her $10.00 a month for a while-;
she came to us on Feb. 6th and left on June 20th; she was too
ignorant of our ways -- & too timied & queer to be of use to us.

These Swedes had for their interpreter and business man a
person named Thiemann-; a minister of the gospel -- an educated
man, who wore very large pale blue glasses; he seemed to be
always full of the subject of religion -- I saw a great deal
of him -- he came often to our house; & never knocked at the
door-; he always walked right in, and went through the house,