Niels Andreas Biørn

Hjelpeprest hos Stiftsprosten i Christiania 1840, Sogneprest til Lexvigen 1850, Sogneprest til Nordre Aurdal i Valdres 1863. Redaktør av Børnevennen 1843-1850. Det var Niels Andreas som holdt likprediken over sin venn Henrik Wergeland på Vår Frelser kirkegård i 1845 og ble så året etter gift med hans enke, Amalie som han fikk 8 barn med. Med sin første kone Martine Stoltenberg hadde han 6 barn med.

Virket muligens i Moss, Lier, Leksvik og til sist begravet i Nord-Aurdal der han også befant seg under FT-1875 (http://digitalarkivet.arkivverket.no/ft/person/pf01052105004365).

Dåpsattest på Emelie Sophie fra Moss i 1836 sammen med FT-1875 tyder på at Gregorine døde og at han giftet seg på ny. https://familysearch.org/ark:/61903/1:1:NWVD-LBY

Viet sin datter Emilie Sophie i Vår frues kirke i Trondheim i 1866

I 1885-tellingen, året etter at han gikk av som sogneprest i Nord-Aurdal, bodde han i Teresesgade 24 i Kristiania.

Oslo fylke, Jacob, Ministerialbok nr. 7 (1880-1905), Døde og begravede 1887, side 87. Nr. 71: Nils Andreas Bjørn - død 14. august 1887 i Kristiania (siste bopel: Hausmanns gate 31); gravlagt 18. august 1887 i Nord-Aurdal.

Gravstedet i Nord-Aurdal: http://www.disnorge.no/gravminner/bilde.php?id=3397924 NB. Det er uoverensstemmelse mellom kirkebok og gravstein angående dødsår (hhv. 1887 og 1886).

Excerpt of letter written by son Ludvig Biorn

Excerpt from Ludvig Biorn's letter to his son Nels, dated Jan 24, 1907, Minnesota:
Father (Nils Andreas) become a student and came as such as a tutor to the house of a businessman whose name was Petter Thorne in Soon, a little town near Christianafjord. Thorne was married to the daughter of the King's commissioner whose name was Brandt. (His name is mentioned in Norway's history books. He had to take care of the Norwegian Army equipment and provisioning in 1814, a difficult task since the English ships blockaded the coast and interrupted all communications with others outside. Where he came from, I don't know. Undoubtedly he was a descendant of a Count Brandt who was beheaded because he was a friend of the Danish Minister Struensee and because he had supported the DanishKing Christian, the VII. If he had not been of noble birth, he would not have held such an important position as the war general commissioner for the Norwegian army.) She [Marthine Piro Brandt Stoltenberg] had the reputation of being the most beautiful woman in her day, but frivolous and vain. She was first married to a Stoltenberg; she was untrue to him;when this man died she was married with Thorne. Her daughter was my mother [Marthine Gregorine Stoltenberg]. She was first engaged to a Hoitfeldt; but she broke up with him and married Father, who at the time was a good looking, stout young man. Mother was a beauty, and gifted with a sweet strong voice and had also much skill on the piano. She died early, when I was only nine years old and I remember she suffered much during her illness and death. Her burial I remember quite well, as though it was yesterday. She is buried in the Christiania cemetery; her death occurred in 1842 or 1843. Father, who died forty years later, was buried in the same grave plot. ... Father was first an assistant pastor on call and as such had to move often. We thus lived in Moss, Holden in Telemarken, Christiania, Sorum,until he became parish pastor in Lexvig; in 1861 when I went to America he had moved to Northern Aurdal in Valders where he concluded his pastoral work and moved to Christiania where he died. He was a gifted preacher, but seemed more and more to have lost interest in his pastoral work. He was married the second time to the widow of Henrik Wergeland (poet), for whom he had preached the funeral sermon. He had not know her before he came to her house to console her on the occasion of her husband's death. She was a gifted woman, not only in learning but also with a great talent for conversation. She was especially informed about the world's novels. When father journeyed in his work, she went to bed and lay and read till he came home again. She was good to the poor people, fairly capable as a mother but as a pastor's wife she wasn't much help to him. For her everyone was the same; if he were a Mormon or a freethinker, it was immaterial. A Word of God or a prayer have I never heard in my father's house. Father made an effort in that direction once. But when she allowed it, he chose the "text" so as to give her the truth but when it was over no attempt was made later; for she was not afraid to read the "text" to him either. Once I had the sermon Father preached at Henrik Wergeland's funeral, I clipped it out of an American-Norwegian newspaper, but what happened to it I cannot tell. Maybe it was destroyed in the fire among so many other papers. ... "