Per Söder[1]

Table 63

Per Söder5, Kerstin Persdotter4, Petrus "Per" Edberg3, Kerstin Randklef2, Agnis Nilsdotter1 & Måns Essing1


Per Söder


Mar 7, 1813


Per lived in Öjaren,














Sigrid Nilsdotter 


Apr 18, 1811






July 3, 1898




Henrik Söder


Apr 5, 1847






Nov 25, 1935




Kerstin Persdotter


June 17, 1851






Feb 21, 1939




Sven Jönsson Södergren








June 2, 1801






Feb 16, 1875




Nils Svensson Flyckt


Dec 31, 1835






Oct 26, 1907




Lösdrivaren Erik


















Hans Ersson Strömstedt


May 9, 1844






Dec 12, 1931




Per Söder went into the military on March 15, 1834 as Number 91 Hall.  This position had been vacant before that, because the person formerly in this position had gone on to become a Regiment Musician on December 31, 1833.  Per was then 22 years and 4 months old, had been in the military service for 1 year and 3 months, and he was 5 foot 7¾ inches tall.  In 1845 Per Söder requested his discharge because he had injured his foot.  He then received an excellent pension[2].

From General Muster Rolls G1 cb.  Field soldier

While he was in the military, he was unmarried.  He never owned a farm or land, and did not lease any either.  Without his own house, he lived mostly as a dependant with his wife’s relatives.  He was poor and in bad health. 

His wife {Sigrid} had her own "kauklåt", which Louise Kritchewsky has written down after Karin Strömstedt of Öjarn-Renån hummed it from memory.  After that, Margit Lundqvist of Kärrnäset told me about this "Kauklåt".  I contacted Louise and she sent me the musical notes so that I could put them in this book.





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Sigrid Nilsdotter was born on April 18, 1811 and died on July 3, 1939

Margit Lundqvist of Strömsund loaned me this photograph.







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Their son Henrik Söder was a bachelor, and there are many stories about him that I have taken from the Ström local historical newspaper called Heimlauta that I will now tell. 

From the Heimlauta Newspaper in 1988, it said that Henrik of Fulverbygget used to live in a summer mountain cabin that was located on the other side of the sundet[3] in Näsbuan, there he had hay land, barns and summer pastures, and he had his snare route nearby. 

Once he happened to snare a rabbit while he lived there.  He had gotten a large "harafrees " in his snare.  The rabbit still intended to live before it could be shot, then bare that him not better, than that he care of snartråden[4], have a clean jump, delighted for his freedom.  Söder had then gone to Jonas and Juliana and said " fär je heim, de va klein e' jaktlöck danen, kunn ju int ta haran u snöre då han va lavanes, åsse bare sa int bätter an je sköut a snöretrån".

He also used to go out and hunt in the forests, often alone.  One day when he was out on his usual elk hunt, he came upon a sleeping elk.  Söder got ready to shoot, but then he began to wonder if he had the right to shoot while the elk was sleeping.  The weather was beautiful, and he laid down to sleep a bit until the elk awakened.  Söder fell asleep and when he awakened the elk was gone.

Henrik Söder was no danger for the elk because he started shaking violently whenever he saw an elk.  When he started to aim, his rifle began to make a circular movement that was a large pass around all the elk that came within this circle, with the result that the bullet went out into the distance and all the elk completely escaped him.

Once he was out on a trip to his childhood Lake Fulvern to go fishing.  In packing, he took his obligatory elk rifle with him.  When they got to Fulvern one year, they suddenly came across a herd of elk.  Now the elk came frolicking by them again. Söder tears open his pack and pulls out his rifle, but where are his bullets?  Oh yes, they are well packed away in his backpack.  There he finally found enough ammunition for many elk.  Now his nerves were at the breaking point.  After many frustrating difficulties he finally took the bullet and got it into his rifle.  But now where are the elk?  By then they had moved. 

His fishing companions had difficulty in keeping from laughing, but they felt it was wise to hold their laughter back, since the old man was now green with anger.

Once in his long hunting life, he had the luck to shoot an elk.  It was during the haymaking season.  He occasionally helped with the haying in Vällen in the summer mountain pastures.  Söder’s neighbor wanted to have his hay piled on the hay-drying fence as soon as possible, but Söder had now gotten it in his head that he should go and hunt elk, and there was nothing that could change his mind.  His rifle and dog were his constant companions, and they were with him now. 

He was near the back country now and he goes about aimlessly without any particular destination in mind for his hike.  The summer heat is intensive and the dog has no sense of urgency.  But near Storstenstjärn the dog begins to move up to take up the lead but weak[5], the dog goes uphill to the holmen [6].

The top part of holmen  has the shape of a pot, and just inside the pot the elk had taken his mid-day siesta.  The strong heat had also made the elk drowsy, because he was a little too late to escape.

It was said that the dog was smarter than his master at the time.  He stood very quietly until his master raised his rifle and shot.  Then an amazing thing happened, and the elk fell down stone dead.

Now the speed of both hunter and dog came into play.  The hot summer heat requires a hasty trip home with the meat. He comes running down from the summer mountain pasture.  What’s going on now that he’s in such a hurry, wonders the neighbor.




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Henrik Söder was born April 5, 1847 and was from Fulvern. 

The photographer is Erik Strömberg of Renån.






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Oh yes, now we must hurry, for now we shall have food, and good food.  “What good have you done then?” asked the neighbor and received no answer.  “Now you are in danger at home and see to it that you have strong straps in your bärmes , for now it shall be used to carry elk meat.  Do you understand?”

Now his neighbor begins to understand his earnestness.  Making hay was nothing to think about now.  These time manner to take be on queuett [7] know happen in a manner that quickly possible receive that in salt lake.  Now got hay the people’s hurry with the cutting-up and dressing of the elk and with the transportation of the meat.  They made use of the light during the long summer evening to carry it home.  Night was well with thought on that then know one avoid unnecessary observation from undue also.

Söder had a half-brother by the name of Hans Ersa.  They were completely different, even though they were brothers.  Söder was a hunter, fisherman and nature man.  He was by his very nature a geologist and natural world researcher.  He was particularly interested in the study of inland ice rampaging in marker.  There it scrubbed[8] him ahead above the highest peaks and made its marks on the ground.  The deepest märkena [9] in markerna  had caused when the ice lied loose but packed of hurricanes or hard storm.  It had then taken all the stones and topsoil with it.  What was left was solid coat mountains.  He continues to say that these barren mountain may have had a tropical vegetation at one time.  He was that kind of guy. 

The last time they visited their dear fishing lake, they were old.  They used to get there in one day before, but now it took them two days to make the trip.  It was the same when they came back down.  Through his many fishing experiences Söder had ascertained his home there.  He got a ståndkrok [10] an 8 to 10 kilo salmon.  It was a real experience for him.  Now he got it in his head, that they should start to build a new cabin.  The prompt response was that they should start the trip back home at once.  They did not get any more fish.  But Söder carried the large salmon unwrapped in a strap on his back.  They wanted to have a party with salmon when they get home.  They had likely forgotten that it took them two days to get home, so when they finally got back, the salmon had spoiled a lot and was not edible, which some öring  party it did not become.

We have mentioned before that the brothers had used two days to get up there, and the trip home and must lie above on the way.  It was difficult to stay clear of the mosquitoes.  Now they thought about how to protect themselves as much as possible during their sleep.  In the måttan [11] they had planned to spend the night on a mire by the ground-water.  That mire was wet, they says to themselves, but as a cure for this, they strip a large amount of fir free twigs to make it as dry as possible under their backs.

Now they slept a tired dream-free sleep.  On the question of how it was that evening on the mire, came Söders short cutting answer was that “whether I have been on firm land or mire, the mosquitoes have always been just as troublesome”.  He thereby admitted that the mosquitoes that night had still been huggfrisk [12].

Söder was very multi-talented, as told in the following story.  A fishing shack was built on Stor-Fulvern’s western shore.  Söder was involved with it from the first moment.  He didn’t do too much work, but he had the characteristic of liking to give orders to everyone he was with. 

It was Saturday evening and the fishing shack is finished.  With their bunks built, they prepare to lay their nets.  But now Söder becomes alive with fire and flame and he says “no net shall be placed on this night”.  It is Sunday morning.  We will not desecrate our Day of Rest.  He said this deeply and seriously.  His fishing companions had total respect for his beliefs.  He got his wish.  No net was put on the lake that night. 

When Sunday morning came, his fishing companions were awakened with Söder singing "Morning between clear mountain brook and rivers, murmuring from the rocks, sings God is good, God is good”.  But they are to receive more.  When it gets to be 11 o’clock, Söder is silent.  He ta kes his collection of sermons and his Psalm Book from his pack. Soon the sounds of Psalms being sung above Fulvern, dense sequel by a recited above today’s High Mass text from the collection of sermons that he had with him.  After 6 o’clock on Sunday night they set the nets, for now it is a weekday again.

The Fulvern buildings were added in about 1820.  This time is calculated by the structural design of the cottage, barn, cellar, mill and the potato fields.  The mill building was an unnecessary building when you realize that the grain cannot grow to maturity up there before the frost comes at night and destroys it.  They carried the grain on their backs up to the mill to grind it, which was also rather unnecessary since it was much more sensible to carry flour up there instead of grain from the Village of Öjarens.  After avflyttningenk [13] relocated the cottage was moved to the upper end of the lake under The Lapplanders supervision.  A Lappland style shelter was also built about 75 meters[14] from the cottage.  It was built in the usual Lappland manner, on logs about 1 meter above the ground.  The cottage was burned down for firewood.  Pieces of the mill were found far into the 1900's.

Hereby finishes the new homestead buildings from the mountain world of northern Jämtland.  If one goes to the beautiful Fulvern beaches and listen to waves splashing against the stones, or you lift your ears to the whisperings from the mountain granens [15] top, or direct your look up against the high mountain tops when heavy storms rage above this expanse, listen precisely, and you shall be aware of the undertone of lament which came over them and misfired.

I have tried to recall from old memories the history as it occurred on these new homestead buildings during the settler’s time, and to tell it honestly and truthfully.  What Henrik Söder and Hans Erss have said, I regard as completely truthful.

Öjarn on October 9, 1974

Gerhard Hansson

This was taken from the Heimlauta Annual Chronicle for 1985. 

[1] How did he become Per Söder from Per Henriksson?

[2] I took väl to be welfare which I changed to pension?

[3] sound or strait?

[4] snare trap?

[5] but weak?  slow?

[6] islet?  island?

[7] purchased?

[8] scrubbed?

[9] indentation?  depression?  hollow?  gouge? notch?

[10] standing hook?  does it mean they were float fishing?

[11] måttan  is limit or moderation?

[12] freshly?

[13] the removal notice? the land was ceded to Lappland?

[14] 1 meter is about 1 yard

[15] spruce? grand? majestic? other?