Gyllenhaal Family - Family History

Family History

Nils Gunnarsson Gyllenhaal's descendants today stem from two of his sons; Lars Gyllenhaal b. 1645 d. 1710, Lieutenant of the Vestgotha cavalry regiment, and his younger brother Hans Gyllenhaal b. 1655 d. 1710. Hans was killed in action at the battle of Helsingborg as a cavalry captain.

The members of the older branch descending from Lars are still living in Sweden. The most notable member of that branch is the above mentioned Prime Minister for Justice Lars Herman Gyllenhaal. In 1851 he was created Knight and Commander of the Royal Order of the Seraphim. His great-great grandson Herman Gyllenhaal till Haerlingstorp b. 1934, is now the baron of the family and his son, the above-mentioned Lars Gyllenhaal, is now the head of both branches of the noble family Gyllenhaal.

All the members of the family in the United States are descended from Hans Gyllenhaal and come from his great great-great grandson Anders Leonard b.1842 d. 1905 and his wife Amanda b. Nelson b.1859 d.1948. Anders Leonard Gyllenhaal immigrated to the United States in 1866. The hitherto most memorable member of this younger branch was Leonard Gyllenhaal (1752-1840). He was in 1807 created a Knight of the Royal Order of Vasa for his scientific work as an entomologist, including his monograph of Swedish insects, Insecta Suecia descripta.

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