Ingeborg Christine LARSEN [Parents] [scrapbook] was born on 25 Mar 1813 in of Royken, Buskerud, Norway. She died after 6 Sep 1868 in Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States. Ingeborg married 1 Henry Erikson SEBYE on 17 Nov 1856 in Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States.
Other marriages:ALEXANDERSEN, Knud
Pioneers and Prominent Men of Utah, p.733
For more info see husband's notes.
TRANSLATION OF AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF
INGEBOR KRISTINE LARSEN, MOTHER OF
CAROLINE ALBERTINE SANDERSON BALLANTYNEMy half sister, Anna Berthea, b. February, 1806, d. April 17, 1838 My cousin, Karen Hans daughter Hagum, b. 1 Feb. 1819, d. 4 Nov. 1850. A seamstress of my best friend, Hagaina Lars daughter Elnea, b. 8 April 1828. In the year 1813, 25th of March, was I, Ingeborg Kristine, born of parents, d. 18 Feb. 1847, Tollef Larsen and Berte, Jacob's daughter. They have had much sorrow and trials for me because of the sickness I have had. It started when I was four years old according to what my parents say. When I was fourteen and one half years old I was confirmed. That same day I was near death from worms, and that same sickness increased, more and more, and I was near death many times in the six months since March 1828. I was healed from the worms with worm medicine and julip. (105 great worms, the biggest a half year long.) I was very glad and thought now I will be well. But that was not the case. My whole body was ruined by medicine. I had lots of pain in my limbs. Big blisters on my whole body and the skin came off. In May, 1828, I got a terrible headache, which lasted from May, 1828 to April 14, 1829. At that time I was with a woman Drovak. I took care of my teeth. I was not able to do any work, so I started to make hats and sew and sell hats and do other kinds of sewing. I had several who learned to sew from me, and I paid by the month. God s providence has been great towards me. In 1832, 4th of October, I was engaged to Knud Alexanderson and married him in 1836, 29th of Feb. I had so much sickness and trouble it cannot be described. In 1837, Sept. 19th, Caroline Albertine was born and I thought now I would be better, but the pain increased more and more and the child could not nurse more than five months because I had to start the medicine again. I drank a lot of sasparalla and other medicine for three years but it did not help. In 1840, in the winter, my right hand and foot became so stiff I couldn t use them. I was now a cripple and it grieved me more than anything, and I prayed God to help because man could not. At last he heard my prayer. A wise woman in Christiania gave me medicine that the Lord blessed and the pain ceased and I slept for ten hours. That was the greatest rest I had had for many months, for the pain was so intense I could not rest in bed and I could not stand the cold of the winter. I had to have a cloth before my face and see through that. When now I got relief my joy was great. After I used this medicine I could bend my fingers and little by little stand on my foot. I shall never forget that great blessing and I thank the Lord for it. I was not lame nor stiff any more.
In 1846, 3rd May, we left our friends and relatives in Røgen and moved to Onsogn and my sickness went with me, though it was not so severe as it had been. I always prayed to the Lord that He would help me, that I should not suffer forever. Then the time would pass, both I and my mother prepared for death as well as we understood, for we knew our troubles would be over and we rejoiced in that. We began to be tired. I over my whole body and mother in her legs. So we thought maybe we had dropsy, which disease nearly always brings death and thus we hoped our troubles would be over; but that was not God s will, even though it was ours. In 1852, Sept. 15, we heard the gospel of Jesus Christ and we accepted it with gladness and joy. Mother was baptized Sept. 22, 1852, and our servant girl Karen Erikson and my daughter Caroline Sanderson. On 27th Sept. our man servant, Ole Elingsen and our servant girl Nikoline Erikson and her brother, Anders, man servant, they all lived with us. Now we were all one and our joy was great. We could hardly eat or sleep for many days. We sang and prayed all in our own words and God gave us many visions and showed us wonderful things which I will not or cannot describe, but it strengthened our faith and we knew it was God's work. He also gave my health back through the laying on of hands of the Elders who had authority from Him. I had not been baptized because I had not my husband's permission, but I had such great faith that those that brought the gospel had the same power that Jesus had. We saw that power and there was light and power everywhere. Persecution started and the brethren were arrested. They had to go to court to testify. That lasted for seven months. The greatest persecution for me was my husband who was against the gospel and against my faith, though he went against his own will and desire and let me be baptized. I was baptized May 18, 1853. I prayed eagerly to God for him. God let him understand the scriptures, but he would not obey. He was good to me. On the 21st of Nov. 1854, we left our fatherland, our property, relatives and friends, and my husband which was hardest for me to leave, and began our journey to Zion.
We were happy and all lived and came to Salt Lake on the 7th of Sept. 1855. Praise be to the Lord for his goodness. On the 17th of Nov.1856, I was married to Henry Erikson Sebye. In Feb. 1861 we got our first endowment and my mother, Berte Jacob's daughter, Berte Pedersen (which is her father's father's name) gr. Father's name) was sealed to Mr. Sebye. A great joy for us that we could be together for eternity. On the 18th of Dec. 1867 we got our second endowments where I wrote my mother's name as Berte Pedersen. I regretted that later in case it should be wrong. She said I should have written Berte, Jacob's daughter (Jacobsen). I write this for a remembrance. If it will be of any use to anybody I don' t know.
Mill Creek Ward, 6th of Sept. 1868
Ingebor Kristine Erikson
The foregoing was given to Caroline Albertine Sanderson Ballantyne by her mother, Ingebor Kristine Larsen. It was written in Norwegian and was translated for a great granddaughter, Josephine Farr Lundwall.
