The Skavlem and Ödegaarden Families: Being a Genealogical Record and Pioneer History of the Skavlem and Ödegaarden Families from Their Emigration from Norway Down to the Present ; with Ninety-nine Portraits and Other IllustrationsThe immigrant ancestors of this family, Halvor Gullikson Skavlem (d. 1841) and wife, Bergit Olsdatter (d. 1854) of Veggli, Nummedal, Norway, came to America with their children in 1839. They emigrated from Drammen and settled in Rock Co., Wisconsin. Gunnil Öde gaarden was born 1796 in Nore parish, Norway. At the time of her emigration in 1839 she was the widow of Tosten Ödegaarden of Nore parish. She and four of her six daughters (two married in Norway and stayed there) came to America with the Nattestad emigrant group in 1839 and settled in Rock Co., Wisconsin. Descendants live in Wisconsin, Iowa, Kansas, and elsewhere. |
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Abram Holverson Allamakee County America Anderson Anna Ansten April Beloit High School Bergit Blakestad born Feb born in Mitchell born June born Nov Caroline Cedar Vale Chantland Chautauqua County children were born common school education continued to reside daughter death died early emigrated father Fergus Falls Gertrude Gesley Gjermund graduated Grandma Gravdale Gulack Gullik Gunder Gunnil Guri H. L. Skavlem Hallingdal Halvor Halvorsen Skavlem Helen Helgerson Henry Herbrand Hines Holver homestead Iowa Janesville Jefferson Prairie Johnson Julia Kansas Kari land Leedy lived Luther Valley Lutheran Church Lyle marriage married Mary Minn Mitchell County mother North Dakota Norway Norwegian Nummedal October Odegaarden Old Norse Olsen Omelstad Orfordville parents Parish pioneer received a common records Republican Rock County Rock Prairie Rollag Sept Skavlem family Sophia spring Springen Stordock Swenson Tosten Town of Beloit Town of Newark Uncle Veggli Wagley Weglie wife William Wisconsin
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