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History of Susan Ann Gay Whipple by Mavis Greer Clayton
In her obituary, it was written of my husband’s great grandmother, Su s an Ann Gay Whipple, “Another pioneer woman is called” and that “she ha d t he distinction that few women can boast that of walking more than 1,0 00 m iles through a wilderness, before she graduated into long dresses. ” Susa n Ann was born June 12, 1841 in DeKalab, Kempner, Mississippi to A lexande r and Martha Covington Gay. She had an older sister, Eliza Jane a nd two y ounger brothers, John Franklin and Benjamin. Her father and he r mother we re both born in Rockingham, Richmond, North Carolina. The Gay s and Coving tons were among the early settlers of Richmond County, wher e they were en gaged in cotton growing. About 1840, Susan’s parents lef t North Carolin a and moved to the Mississippi frontier, where they hear d the elders of t he Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints preach . The father was bap tized about 1842, and his wife in March 1844. In 184 6, the Gays again lef t their home to join the saints in Nauvoo, only t o find that most of th e people were leaving for the Rocky Mountains .
Alexander and Martha with their four children cast their lot with t h e migrating saints, and
although, they were very poorly outfitted, reached Iowa in the autum n o f 1846. In October at Mount Pisgah, the father and baby brother, Benj ami n died of mountain fever (cholera). Susan Ann’s mother married a wido wer , John Warrant Norton. His wife Dorothy and young baby died just a mo nt h before Susan’s father, and he was left with a large family of youn g chi ldren. They endured many hardships and continued for several year s to mak e preparations to journey to Utah. Two little girls, Mary and Na ncy Elvir a, were born in Iowa.
On July 7, 1851, Captain John Brown’s handcart company, the Nortons a n d the Gays left the Mississippi River. They were helped by the Perpetu a l Emigration Fund, and after a long, hard journey, with the children a n d mother walking almost the entire way; they entered the valley on Sept em ber 28, 1851. They were met by Uncle Robert Covington, the mother’s br oth er, and taken to his home in Cottonwood, where they were treated ver y kin dly and nursed back to health. In January, 1852, another little sis ter, M artha, was born in Big Cottonwood. Susan’s mother and stepfather h elped s ettle the town of Alpine, Utah, then called Mountainville. This w as a ver y rugged and mountainous area, and the first winter the settler s lived i n wagons and dug outs. Here Susan Ann was baptized and confirme d into th e Church by her step-father on May 4, 1853. In 1854, her littl e step sist er Mary died. About this time, Brigham Young counseled the se ttlers to bu ild a fort for protection from the Indians, which they calle d Wadsworth F ort after William Wadsworth, in whose home church meeting s were held .
John Norton was called on a mission to Australia, and Martha Ann mov e d with her children to Salt Lake City where she resumed the name of “Wi do w Gay.” When John returned after a seven year absence, he married agai n a nd their paths separated permanently. In 1857, Martha Covington Gay N orto n, Susan Ann and her brother and sisters had to work hard to help su ppor t the family, but during these trying years, a deep love developed a mon g this family and Susan Ann, throughout her life, maintained close co ntac t with their mother, brother John Franklin and her two sisters.
The Gays lived in the 19th Ward and Bishop A. H. Rawleigh advised Nels o n Wheeler Whipple to “take another wife if I could find a good one th a t I could get.” He also received a recommend from Pres. Brigham Young w h o gave him “leave”. Three weeks after they met, Susan was married to h i m as the third wife. This marriage took place on Sunday, February 9, 18 5 7 in Brigham Young’s office by Heber C. Kimball, who was a friend of Ne ls on. Nelson was 23 years older than Susan Ann, who was only 16 when the y w ere married, but theirs was a happy marriage and they were devoted t o eac h other throughout their lives together.
Nelson Wheel Whipple was born June 11, 1818 in Sanford, Broom, New Yo r k, the last child in a family of six. His parents were Daniel and Mar y Ti ffany Whipple. He was baptized into the Church in Hendersonville, Il linoi s on April 24, 1844. He was married to Susan Jane Bailey by Elder J ohn Hu ghes on August 5, 1843 at Elyria, Ohio. They were the parents of M arand a Jane, Mary Jenett, George Nelson, Edson and Harriet Emily and a s mall s on who died at birth. They arrived in the valley in 1850. Susan Ja ne beca me ill and he hired a young widow, Rachel Keeling West, whom he m arried i n 1853, to tend his family. Susan died June 6, 1856. Rachel an d Nelson ha d three children, Daniel, Cynthia and Nelson Wheeler Jr.
Nelson had been working at a saw mill in North Mill Creek Canyon in D a vis County. This mill was owned jointly by him and Heber C. Kimball. I n t he spring of 1857, after conference, he moved his new wife Susan An n to t he mill. In the summer they came back to the home on Third North a nd Thir d West and plowed and planted crops. Nelson was very good to Susa n’s fami ly and that first year he hired her brother John to work for him .
Susan Ann attended the famous 24th of July celebration that year in B i g Cottonwood Canyon with James Townsend and his wife. There the news ca m e that Johnston’s Army was in route to Utah. Her husband was calle d a s a guard in Echo Canyon that winter. The following January 19th, he r fir st child, Martha Ellen was born. She was named for her grandmothe r Gay. W hen the baby was just a few months old, Nelson, Susan Ann and hi s childre n Miranda and George went south to Provo to escape the army. Th ey travele d by ox team and camped on the Provo River for several months . On July 12 , they returned to their home in Salt Lake. What a hectic ti me this mus t have been for Susan Ann! The working habits she had learne d as a youn g child continued in her life as wife and mother. Her husban d was very ad ept with wood working and he made her a precious loom. In 1 859, she mad e cloth and spun 100 pounds of flax that winter. She was liv ing alone whe n her second child, a son, was born on September 21, 1859 . Her husband ha d given up his saw mill in Davis County and was now at w ork in Neff Canyo n. This boy was named for his father with his mother’ s maiden name, Nelso n Gay. Susan Ann spent many years alternating from t he canyon to Salt Lak e in an effort to keep up both places, and worked v ery hard helping her h usband and cooking for many.
In 1861 Nelson built a four room house for Susan Ann and they used t w o downstairs rooms for a shop and lived in the two upstairs rooms. Nex t d oor lived Rachel and her children. These years were hard for the Whip ple’ s and Nelson was often away from home working on various jobs. On Ma y 18 , 1862, Susan’s second daughter was born and they named her Sylvia . My hu sband’s grandmother was the next child named Susan Ann for her mo ther, an d born in the 19th Ward on November 3, 1864. In 1865 Susan and h er youn g family again moved, and this time to Big Cottonwood Canyon, whe re Nelso n
worked at Daniel H. Well’s saw mill. In 1865, Susan Ann’s half sister Na n cy Elvira Norton married Charles D. Rollins and moved to Cache County.
Mrs. Gay (Martha Ann Covington Gay) spent most of her time with the W h ipples. In 1866-67, John Gay was also at their home because of unemploy me nt. Her older sister, Eliza Jane, had married Orson Badger in 1865 an d li ved in Ogden. In January, 1867 Orson came to Salt Lake to visit an d repor ted all the family well. John went back to live with the Badgers . A yea r later he was called to help settle San Pete County.
On March, 12, 1867 another boy Alexander Samuel was born to Susan. S h e was very ill and suffered with a gathered breast, which was very pain fu l and her health in general for some time was very poor. This year Rac he l went to the canyon and again Susan Ann was left alone with her child re n in the city. How resourceful and courageous she was. In January, whe n M artha Elle, her oldest daughter, was ten years old, they had a part y fo r her. A group of 15 boys and 20 girls had a square dancing party. M y hus band’s grandfather Robert Widdison and his brother William acted a s calle r and musician for the square dancing for the young people, and t hese par ties were continued during this spring. Susan encouraged her chi ldren i n all the arts and learning. They attended school in the 19th War d school house, which their father helped build .
On January 19, 1869 John Franklin Gay married Tirzah Farr and moved to O g den. At this time, Susan’s mother, who evidently was married briefly t o B enjamin Gibson, came to visit for a week from Cache County. In June , whe n Susan was back in Big Cottonwood Canyon, her mother and step-fath er liv ed with them in a house only ten feet by sixteen feet. It must hav e bee n very crowded quarters for nine people to cook, sleep and live in . Tha t November 13, another son Robert John was born and Susan Ann was a gain i n Salt Lake where she was very ill. In1870 they were again in th e canyo n and her brother who was working here at the Peerless mine los t the sigh t in one eye in an accident. In May 1871 Susan and her childre n went by r ailroad to Ogden City. They left Salt Lake a 5 A.M. and visit ed the Badge r and Gay families. Another trip to Lehi and one to Provo i n 1872 and 187 3 were no doubt highlights in Susan Ann’s work filled life .
Another sad experience came for Susan. On July 24, 1871, Mother Gay ca m e from Ogden to visit. When they met her at the train station, she wa s ve ry ill. She was up and around for about a week, and attended by tw o loca l physicians, Dr. Lee and Dr. Meeks. She did not improve and got w orse wi th “a kind of consumption.” She died August 24, 1871 at the age o f 52 yea rs in Susan’s home. All of her living brothers and sisters cam e to be a t her home and beside of their mother. Mrs. Gay was buried in O gden. A fe w months later, on December 15, Susan gave birth to another da ughter Am y Jane, and just two years later to the day, Ida Gay was born .
That fall, Elvira Rollins again came to visit from Cache County. These v i sits must have been a great source of pleasure to Susan Ann. Another ou ti ng was held on September 7, 1876 that was enjoyable to Susan. The Whip ple s stayed at the home of Brother and Sister Brighton and hiked to Twi n Lak es. In December her daughter Susan Ann hurt her eye with a fork an d it wa s feared that she would lose her sight. Through faith and prayer s of he r parents, she was healed. Susan Ann had been troubled for many y ears wit h her teeth, and no doubt they were the cause of her ill health . In 1878 , Dr. Sharp pulled them and made her a new set for $45.00, whic h probabl y was a great deal of money to the Whipples, but her health imp roved grea tly after this. On March 25, 1879 her last child, a son name d Anor, was b orn. All that summer she and the smallest children stayed i n the city, wh ere she made overalls to sell at the Co-Op store. She als o planted a larg e garden, milked cows and made five to seven pound of bu tter each week t o sell. For four successive Christmases, her husband wa s away from home w orking in the canyons.One of the joys of her life mus t have been the Maso n and Hamlin Organ which her daughters bought for he r.
Her husband’s health was now beginning to fail and there was much sickne s s among her children. In 1884, her oldest son Nelson, who had been in E ur eka working as a carpenter was taken to the Deseret hospital with Typh oi d fever. Susan Ann brought him home and for seven long weeks, she an d hi s step-brother George stayed by his side night and day and nursed hi m bac k to health. Her youngest, Ida Gay, was also ill with this dread di sease , but not so severely. On July 5, 1887, her husband who had consump tion d ied and was buried in the Salt Lake Cemetery. Susan Ann’s four eld est chi ldren had married and she continued to live in the home her husba nd had b uilt for her. By renting rooms and with the help of all, she wa s able t o keep her five unmarried children together.
The Whipples were proud that they took the Deseret News from the ti m e it was first published and also the Juvenile Instructor. The childre n w ere taught the meaning of industry early in life and many of them wer e en couraged in their artistic talents. Her two oldest daughters worke d at th e ZCMI shoe shop for several years where they made a good wage an d learne d the management of finances. Her sons from the time they were v ery smal l worked in the lumbering business with their father and severa l followe d this trade as their vocation. Susan Ann was ever a faithful L atter-da y Saint and loved the Gospel her parents embraced when she wa s a child. S he attended meeting in the old 19th Ward and later the 28t h Ward. In an a ge when infant mortality was high, all of her children gr ew to maturity . Only one child preceded her in death, Alexander Samuel , who died Januar y 8, 1899 at the age of 32. Her son Anor lived at hom e and cared for hi s mother until her death. She died of “general debilit y” at her home at t he age of 70 on September 29, 1911 and was buried i n the Salt Lake City C emetery. Her funeral was held in the 28th Ward an d was conducted by Bisho p William McMillian and the ward choir furnishe d the music. It was trul y said at her passing: “One of the noteworthy pi oneers of Utah has been c alled home.”
Her children and their marriages:
Martha Ellen married May 3, 1883 Jacob Kesler, by Daniel H. Wells. The y h ad seven children,
Nelson Gay married April 7, 1884 Susannah H. Wanlass a daughter of Willi a m and Mary O’Dell Wanlass. They were the parents of six sons, one dyin g a s a two year old child.
Sylvia married Frederik Bateman Margetts on November 13, 1884. They ha d f our boys and four girls. This couple was divorced. She died January 2 0, 1 940.
Susan Ann married Archer Walters Clayton on May 26. 1882. He was the s o n of William and
Sarah Walters Clayton and they later had a civil divorce. They had fou r s ons and three daughters. One girl died as a baby. She died Dec. 18, 1 885.
Alexander Samuel married Sarah Vanetta on February 5, 1891 and died Janu a ry 8, 1899 of a heart attack. Two daughters were born to this marriage.
Robert John married Susan Winn, a daughter of William Henry and Martha E v ans Winn. He
was a lumberman and lived in Lehi, where five daughters and one son wa s b orn. Mildred and Miriam were twins. Robert died November 6, 1954 an d is b uried in Lehi.
Amy Jane was married on June 13, 1900 to John Henry Evans. They had fo u r sons and two
daughters. She died September 6, 1962.
Ida Gay was married to a dentist, Ezra Oakley Taylor, on June 26, 1895 . H is parents were John and Mary Ann Oakley Taylor. They had four daught er s and two sons. She died May 21, 1956.
Anor was married November 15, 1917, after his mother’s death, to Auril l a May Watkins. She
was the daughter of William Lampard and Teah Jensia Elgena Johnson Watki n s. They had two daughters and one son. Anor was a noted teacher in th e Gr anite School District and at East and South High in the field of Art . H e attended school at the Art Institute of Chicago and Columbia Univer sity . He died October 23, 1967. | Gay, Susan Ann (I364)
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Horacio grew up in Puerto Rico, went to the University of Caguas unti l h e was drafted by the US Army to serve in WWII. As a child he skippe d seve ral grades because of his quick and intelligent mind. While in th e Army , Horacio spent time in Panama Canal and then the Pearl Islands. W hile o n one of the Pearl Islands he did atmospheric testing for radiatio n as pa rt of the Manhattan Project. After returning home at the end of t he war h e traveled by train to Burbank California to attend the Lockhee d School o f Engineering. He roomed with two return LDS missionaries an a nother no n member Nicholas Stasinos. The return missionaries invited Hor acio and N ick to MN& Gleaners where both met their future wives. Horaci o dated Jun e Harriet Kesler for 4 years. In 1948 he contracted polio dur ing in Los A ngeles epedimic. While in the Los Angeles County hospital h e wrote a lett er to June stating they were getting married. No more aski ng. June accept ed. June and Horacio were married in the Glendale Forres t Lawn Chapel o f the Flowers. During the first year, Horacio took the mi ssionary lesson s from the local Glendale Stake missionaries and was bapt ized a member o f the church on his first wedding anniversary. One year l ater Horacio an d June were sealed in the Salt Lake Temple. Horacio worke d for Lockheed i n Burbank for about 17 years and later worked for Nort h American Aviatio n which eventually became Rockwell International. Hi s specialty was a met al stress analysis engineer. He worked on many proj ects; the Saturn rocke ts for the Apollo program, the space shuttle, MX m issile program as wel l as working on designing nuclear reactors for unde r the ocean and on th e moon up at the Rockwell International Santa Susan a Field Labs in Canog a Park. His last project was designing chemical las ers at the time of hi s retirement. Horacio was very active in sports. H e loved to play volleyb all, softball and handball. He loved to play bal l in his back yard with h is 5 children. Horacio was a great story teller . With his strong Spanis h accent he would tell stories of his childhood . Eventually he wrote seve ral short stories and two books based on his l ife in Puerto Rico. Horaci o also loved to friends over for social gather ings. He hosted many Spanis h engineers while working at Rockwell. When h e and June retired to Nipomo , California, his home was always busy wit h ward parties and family parti es. He and June were famous for their gou rmet food, Italian operettas o r Ernesto Lecuona music playing in the bac kground. Horacio He was activ e in the church until his failing eyesigh t from the ravages of glaucoma k ept him from driving. Members would tak e Horacio and June to church unti l he became too ill to attend. A serie s of strokes within a period of sev eral weeks took his life in 2011. | Estrada, Carmelo Horacio (I21211)
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HOWARD BROCKBANK BUSHNELL 1865-1947
By Howard Elmo Bushnell (grandson)
He was born January 12, 1865 in Meadow, Millard Co., Utah. A son of Jo h n and Elizabeth Brockbank Bushnell. He married Mary E. Labrum January 2 6 , 1888 in the Logan Temple. He attended Brigham Young University in 18 8 4 and was active in the Mutual Improvement Association in Meadow. He se rv ed a mission for the LDS church in California for two years and was su per intendent of Meadow ward Sunday School for 14 years. He was also in t he w ard bishopric for 20 years.
My first recollection of Grandpa was when I was four. He showed so mu c h love to me. I spent a lot of time riding a good horse. I remember wh e n I was very small two of his favorite horses, a saddle horse named Fri t z which was a bay horse, and Old Brownie a top cow horse, brown in colo r.
Grandpa was in the sawmill business with Jack McBride. The sawmill wa s u p Walker’s Canyon. He had a big gray team, Bud and Ben, weighing 180 0 pou nds each. I’ve heard him say they would hook on to the log, hang th e line s on the hames and would turn up the hill pulling the logs loose a nd the n go again. When they unhooked the logs they would start them up t he trai l and they would go back on their own. When the mill was moved u p above F illmore he sold his interest to Jack McBride
He was a farmer in the summer and in the fall he would freight into Nev a da. He hauled apples, and produce. Grandma said he would be gone all wi nt er and very little cash did he bring home. She would milk the cows an d fe ed he pigs.
He took the first load of sheep on the Fish Lake Forest. It was a co- o p herd. He said some only had 5 head. The grass was so high you couldn ’ t see your sheep, so he would have his dogs chase them to bring them ba c k to the tent. He was the first one of the Bushnell brothers to go ou t o f the sheep business into the cattle business.
Jacobs Well and Squee Dike (meaning stinky water) were watering place s d eveloped by the Bushnell brothers as as the five were known.
When I got a little older I would ride from Meadow to Jacob’s Well an d m eet my Grandpa and we would ride for cattle together. He was living o n th e Messigain Seed Farm, then they moved to the South Track south of D elta , it was known as the Van Winkle farm. They moved to the Cropper Lan e whe re I attended school in Hinckley. I lived with my grandparents ever y summ er until I started high school then I lived with them all year.
Grandpa loved the wild horses that roamed the desert. He said, “I don ’ t mind people catching them, but I don’t agree to them killing them . I ho pe I never see it done.”
When Grandpa and Grandma moved to Delta I remember he took the black pa c er mare of my fathers, and I remember how I had to trot all the way t o ke ep up with him. I loved to be with my grandfather.
I also remember during the depression of the 30’s when the banks were c l osed and Grandpa and Dad lost all their cattle. Glen Kenney and Bill Ma nh art counted them on Mud Lake south of Delta. My heart just ached as th e t ears ran down the cheeks of my Grandfather.
I also remember the Meadow Hotel just south of the store that Grandpa a n d Grandma owned. There was a sign about 10 feet long and 12 inches wid e a nd printed on it was Meadow Hotel, at the bottom was H.B. Bushnell.
Grandpa was the most even-tempered person I have ever known. I’ve hea r d a lot of the old timers tell me what a big hearted man he was and ho w h e loved everybody. I don’t know what the trouble was but one day Uncl e Da n came into the store and asked Grandpa outside. He said, “Howard pu t u p your fists for I’m going to give you a trimming”. Grandpa said, “Da n, g o ahead and hit me, but you will never be able to say I ever hit m y broth er”. Dan hit him but Grandpa never raised a hand. Uncle Dan wen t home an d about 12 midnight a knock came on the door and it was Uncle D an. He sai d, “Howard, I want to apologize for what I’ve done, I just cou ldn’t sleep .” Grandpa said, “Dan go home and have a good nights sleep fo r I hold not hing against you”.
Howard B. Bushnell never got angry. The worst work I ever heard him s a y was “damit”, and that was one day he had Daryl. Faryl and myself weed in g the corn with him. When it got time for lunch we went home and whe n i t got time to go back to the weeding there was not a Daryl nor a Fary l. T hey were hiding in Uncle Emil Pearson corn bin. Grandpa said, not cr oss , but, “Damit we will have to go leave them”.
Grandpa never complained nor did I ever hear him talk about anyone. H e l oved little children also. After he moved back to Meadow, my oldest g ir l Koye was with him all the time. Every morning he would come up throu g h the lot to get her to go get the mail. People would say here comes Ho wa rd and his little shadow.
Grandpa had another love which I did not like so well. He liked his eg g s just warm, not hardly cooked.
Grandpa also knew where Chief Walker was buried. He showed me the fou r r ocks that make the corners of the grave. While riding as a young bo y he s aid he heard a big noise, he thought the Indians were on the warpa th snea king through the oak, maple and pines. He saw him buried, they bu ried a s mall boy alive with him. After they had gone he looked and the b oy’s han d had worked up through the grave about six inches.
When Grandpa and Grandma celebrated their golden wedding he was aske d t o talk. He said they drove to Salt Lake City to be married in the tem ple . The first night they slept in a bed with big head boards. He said h e hu ng his pants on the post on the bed so he could get dressed before B ea (w hich he called Grandma) but she got up first and got his pants an d has wo rn them ever since. Grandma jumped up and said, “Howard that’ s a dam lie” . How the people laughed. Grandpa loved to joke, but Grandm a was very ste rn and never joked.
Grandma managed the hospital in Delta for Dr. Bird as she was a train e d nurse. She was a midwife until Aunt Mae, her daughter went to Salt La k e to get her training for a nurse and she decided to go with her and th e y received their R.N. together. In 1936 she had in her little black boo k , “I have brought over 1400 babies into the world and never lost a chi l d or a mother”. Dr. Freeman said she taught him more than he learned i n h is schooling. Aunt Mae died shortly after.
During the Flu epidemic in 1916 she took care of the people in Meadow , a lso the Indians. She said the Indians died 4 or 5 a day until onl y a fe w were left. She was a mother to me and loved by all who knew he r also. S he would go in her buggy with Pet and Polly, a little grey tea m of mares , or ride sidesaddle with her little black medical bag.
One time she was called to the Beaver bottom. She drove her buggy to Ha t ton where she put her sidesaddle on a horse waiting for her. They had h or ses stationed along the way so she could change and ride on. When sh e go t there it was only minutes until she washed up and delivered the ba by. S he stayed there 10 days for 10 dollars in pay. In those days she sa id th e women stayed in bed for 10 days.
Aunt Bea, as she was known by all, would go all hours of the night an d d ay. She delivered all of George Bushnell’s family of seven. She was s ter n and never joked, was all business. She had the first bathroom in Me adow . Uncle Josh Bushnell said, “I would never have a toilet in my home” . Sh e said, “Josh Bushnell, I paid for this myself and this is my house” . Sh e took in teachers that came to Meadow to teach. She never allowed D evi l cards in her house.
I remember when Grandma died I tried to get Grandpa to come and live wi t h me. He said, “Sonny I just want to go where your Grandma is”. Grandm a d ied February 4, 1947 and Grandpa died November 28, 1947 at the home o f hi s daughter, Aunt Lue Pearson in Delta.
I had a lot of love and respect for my grandparents. If ever two peop l e had a home in heaven I feel there was a home for them.
children:
1. Adrian Howard, born 13 Nov 1887; died 19 Nov 1887
2. Lula Jane, born 21 Jan 1889; died 23 Jan 1971
3. Orin Labrum, born 25 Nov 1890; died 29 Nov 1890
4. George Labrum, born 12 June 1892; died 29 Dec 1963
5. Mable Alice, born 15 May 1900; died 2 June 1924
HOWARD BROCKBANK BUSHNELL
By Howard Elmo Bushnell, Grandson and Mary E. Labrum Bushnell
Howard Brockbank Bushnell, son of John and Elizabeth was born Jan. 12 , 1 865, in Meadow, Utah. He was educated in the Meadow schools and late r att ended the Brigham Young Academy. Although Howard was only seventee n year s old when his father, John Bushnell died, he and his four brother s forme d a partnership with their mother Elizabeth Bushnell, which laste d fort y years. They farmed, had sheep and cattle and ran a general merch andis e store first in Fillmore and then later in Meadow.
Howard was a very calm, sweet-dispositioned man, who loved his childr e n and grand children as well as his other relatives and friends. His gr an dson Elmo, lived with his grand parents as a small boy and adored goin g e verywhere with his grandfather.
Howard always had well bred horses and gave them extra special care . H e and Jack McBride were partners in running a sawmill which was locat ed i n Walker’s Canyon. Howard’s big teams of horses were used to bring t he bi g logs down the mountain to the Saw Mill. Later Howard sold his int eres t to Jack McBride, when he began freighting. He would farm and run t he ca ttle and sheep in summer, then in the late fall he would freight in to Nev ada.
He married Mary E. Labrum of Meadow, in the Logan Temple January 26, 18 8 8, and having a keen sense of humor he enjoyed telling stories about h i s marriage, however his wife did not enjoy these stories as she was a v er y serious person. At one of the family gatherings Howard told of thei r tr ip to Logan in a covered wagon, and the first night after they wer e marri ed, they slept in a bed with a high backboard. Howard hung his pa nt on th e head board, hoping to grab them quickly in the morning, howeve r he sai d his wife beat him to the pants and she has been wearing them e ver since . His wife immediately shouted, “Howard, you know that is a bi g lie”, an d every one laughed heartily, knowing Mary had no sense of hum or.
Howard and Mary also owned a hotel in Meadow, which Mary took care of , p ractically alone. She was a very industrious person. When her daughte r Ma bel decided to go into training to become a registered nurse, Mary d ecide d to go with her. They received their R.N.’s together. Mary had lon g bee n a midwife; Elmo read in her little black book “I have brought ove r 140 0 babies into this world and have never lost a child nor a mother . We alw ays had the mothers stay in bed ten day.” She sometimes had to g o as fa r as from Meadow to the Beaver Bottoms, and if the weather was te rrible , she rode horse back. All during the Flu epidemic she cared for t he sic k and did all in her power to relieve their suffering. She also to ok car e of the Indians who lived near Meadow on their Reservation. In sp ite o f her stern ways, she was very kind and considerate, and her childr en an d grandchildren loved her dearly. She had the first indoor bathroo m and t oilet in Meadow.
Elmo writes of his grandparents, “I had a lot of love for my grandmoth e r Mary and my grandfather Howard, for I lived with them much of the ti m e as a boy. If ever two people deserve a home in Heaven, these two peop l e do, and I feel they are now enjoying it.”
Their children are: Adrian Howard, born Nov 13, 1887; died Nov 19, 188 5 . Lula Jane, born Jan 21 1889; died Jan 23, 1971. Orin Labrum, born No v 2 5 1890; died Nov 29 1890. George Labrum, born June 12, 1892, died De c 29 , 1963. Mabel Alice, born May 15 1900; died June 2, 1924.
Mary Labrum Bushnell died Feb 4, 1947, and Howard Brockbank Bushnell di e d Nov 28, 1947, and are buried in Meadow Cemetery.
Howard served a two year mission for the Mormon Church. He was Superint e ndent of the Meadow Sunday School for fourteen years. He was also in t h e Ward Bishopric for twenty years. He was never known to have a grudg e to ward anyone in his whole lifetime.
Biography obtained from the Daughters of the Utah Pioneers, Fillmore, Ut a h, Territorial Statehouse Museum. | Bushnell, Howard Brockbank (I4728)
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Husband of Viola Palmer. Father of Pearl Penney and Mathilda Elsie Penn e y Westover. He and his father Ezra Penney were cruely murdered in Octob e r 1899 and not discovered and identified until 1905. His mother was Ama nd a Dalton. He was 26 years old. | Penney, George Albert (I64022)
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HYRUM PURCELL TALBOT
(Uncle “Hy”)
Hyrum Purcell Talbot, the fifteenth child and tenth son, of Henry and Ru t h Sweetnam Talbot, was born 5 May 1859, at Thorn River, Queenstown Dist ri ct, South Africa, probably on the estate “Wellington”, owned by his pa ren ts.
The family, having been converted to Mormonism the previous year, sold t h eir estate shortly after his birth and moved to Port Elizabeth, on Alg o a Bay, to await transportation to America .
They embarked 28 Feb 1861, on the frigate, “Race Horse”, and, after a st o rmy voyage, arrived at East Boston Harbor 20 Apr 1861. They then travel e d by cattle train, via Chicago, to St. Joseph, Missouri, then up the Mi ss ouri River to Florence, Nebraska, where they joined the ox team compan y o f Homer Duncan, arriving at Salt Lake City, Utah, 28 Sep 1861.
There they remained that winter, and early the following spring move d t o a 40 acre farm purchased at Kaysville, Utah. Later, they acquired a n ad joining 40 acres, where one of his father’s other wives, Agnes Godda rd, a nd her family lived.
As a growing lad, Hyrum, the youngest son, attended the little one roo m r ed brick school at “ Five Points”, where only four grades were taught .
His baptism was 30 Sep 1868, by John Bennett and confirmed 1 Oct 186 8 b y M. Beazer.
When “Hy” was a small boy, his mother would send him over to a certain n e ighbor woman’s place with a quart of yeast, to trade for some flour. No w , he did not like this woman. So one day, to spite her, he stuck his di rt y toe down into the yeast, and then screwed the cap on again. He imagi ne d she was thus punished, but of course, she never knew anything abou t it.
One time, in Kaysville, “Hy” got into the orchard, and stuffed his shi r t with peaches. Now, his father had forbidden him to pick them, eithe r be cause they were green or because he wanted them saved. Steve happene d alo ng and caught “Hy” red handed. So he decided to play a joke on him . He sl ipped up behind him, and, disguising his voice like their father’ s, said , “’Iram, are you into those peaches again?” And “Hy”, his back s till tur ned, answered in a shrill voice, “But, father, I’ve only got tw o or three !” At that, Steve gave his shirt tail a jerk, and the peache s flew in al l directions. “Hy” had his whole shirt full.
“Hy” and one of Jerry Wiggill’s boys used to run off from home sometime s , without permission. And for this crime they usually got spanked by t h e women folks. So once, while out on one of these excursions, they tie d s trings around the bottoms of their shirts, and stuffed them full of l iv e frogs. When they returned home, the women, to punish them as usual , gra sped them by one hand and began switching them with the other. Then , sudd enly, the boys jerked the strings loose, and the live frogs were s oon jum ping every where. The women were so startled that they let go an d began s creaming.
Ellen Maria Bennett and Hyrum were married at Kaysville, Utah, 21 Dec 18 8 7, and later were endowed and sealed in the Logan Temple, 16 May 1889 . H e then built a log home, near his parents, and, being the last son a t hom e, remained to help his father run the place. Before his death, i n 1895 , Henry gave Hyrum a deed to the place, with the understanding tha t he ta ke care of his mother as long as she lived and also his afflicte d sister , Hannah. And if his mother lived to an old age he was to consid er the fa rm paid for; otherwise, he was to give each of his brothers an d sister s a hundred dollars. Actually, his mother lived to 86 and Hanna h to 53, b ut Hyrum nevertheless paid all his brothers and sisters excep t a couple w ho would not accept any pay.
In Henry’s old age and after he passed away, Hy did what he could to he l p Agnes, Henry’s third wife. He became like a second father to his hal f b rothers, George Lehi and Henry William. The half brothers said,”Our F athe r was an old man, and Hy taught us how to farm, and if a cow bloated , o r any other trouble occurred, we would run and get Hy, and he alway s cam e to help.” Hy became quite close to Agnes and her children.
He became interested in developing a good Holstein dairy, and did so pro f itably, both at Kaysville and Winder, Idaho. In 1904 he bought an 80 ac r e farm at Winder, and for several years sent his son, Edward, up ever y su mmer to run it. In 1914 Hyrum purchased another 160 acres at Winder , an d eventually moved to the new location, renting his Kaysville proper ty t o another son. (Actually by then the farm was in the area known as L ayto n and he later sold it to one of Agnes’s sons, George L. Talbot) H e live d to see nearly all of the town of Winder owned by his descendants , who i n later years financed the building of a Ward Chapel there, altho ugh Hyru m never lived to see the building .
Always faithful in the church, Hyrum, preferred to stay in the back grou n d, where offices were concerned. He was a good musician, and was abl e t o perform on almost any musical instrument. He was ever in demand t o pla y at community dances and social events.
All his life he was a farmer, an excellent worker, and put his time to g o od advantage. He was always encouraged by a thrifty and ambitious wife . H e farmed actively up to a month before the time of his death, which o ccur red 10 Aug 1942, in his home in Winder, Idaho. He was buried 13 Au g 194 2 in the family plot at Preston, Idaho.
Ellen Maria passed away 9 Sep 1950 and is buried in Preston, Idaho.
(Death Certificate Idaho State Board of Health File Number 130330, Frank l in County) | Talbot, Hyrum Percel (I23213)
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I Annie Catherine Hanson, daughter of Hans Hansen and Mary Adsersen, w a s born September 5th, 1871 in Washington, Washington County, Utah.
What I remember of the home in Washington was that it was a gray adobe h o use, one-and-a-half stories high, with orchards in a grape vineyard. M y f ather made barrels of wine to sell. I remember all our seller was fil le d with barrels of wine. I never remember seeing my father or mother dr in k wine, and they would not let any of us children drink it either. W e und erstood it was for sale. But I remember the time or two of my broth er an d I going down to The Cellar and pulling the courts out and stickin g th e Reed cones down in the barrel and sucking up the wine. But it mus t hav e been new wine for it did not affect us any.
When I was 7 years of age I had dropsy; when I set up in the chair whi l e mother made my bed my tongue would hang out and I would pant like a d og . They put hot rocks wrapped in wet clothes around me to steam my bod y th ey also gave hot wine and sulfur to drink I wanted cold water but th is th ey refused me, one day my brother was caring for me as my mother ha d gon e away. I asked him to get a pint cup of water from the spring, whi ch h e did. I drank it. The dropsy soon broke and water ran from my bod y as i f I have been put in a tub of water, but I was soon well again!
I was eight years old when my father was called to go to Arizona to he l p build up a new country. Like all children, I was anxious for the chan ge , not knowing the hardships and privations we would have to endure. Fa the r sold our home for horses and cows, and in the fall of 1879, we star te d on our journey. We only got As far as Kanab, Utah, when father recei ve d a letter from Denmark telling about the death of his father, Niel' s Han sen. There was the money coming to father from the estate.
So he decided to take the family back to Washington and wait for the mon e y. We waited so long for the money and when it came it was too late i n th e season to travel so we stayed in Washington for the winter. On th e 23r d day of December my mother gave birth to another son, this mad e 8 childr en in our family. My brother and myself attended school durin g the winter , this was my second year at school, John Pace was my teache r.
So my sister Anna and her husband, Sanford Juques, grandfather and grand m other Adair, and my brother hands took the teams and wagons, and cows a n d went to Arizona. They located in Show Low, clearly a small piece of l an d and planted a garden and some corn and beans. They put up a one-roo m lo g house in a cellar.
Hans and Sanford return to Utah for us in the fall of 1880. It was a lo n g tiresome Journey with a family of small children. It took about thre e w eeks to make the trip. We had barrels bass into the sides of the wago ns t o carry water to use between watering places in a good deal of the t ime w ater was pretty scarce. We crossed the big Colorado River on a ferr y boa t at Lee's Ferry.
One night when we camped, it was rather late before we got our supper ov e r. I reached over the table, which was very with a canvas on the groun d , and accidentally put my hand in a can of boiling hot tea. I got up fr o m the table and found a little kettle of cold water and put my hand i n it . I got in bed with the kettle by my side and held my hand and it un ti l I fell asleep. Consequently, I had a very bad hand.
We were very happy when we reached our Journey's End. All we're tired a n d ready to stop. Mother's help was not very good. The men-folk put u p a r ough log room with no windows, and a blanket for the door. We use d wago n boxes for the children's bedrooms. Father, Sanford, and the boy s were b usy for a while Gathering the corn and beans. After this was don e, fathe r went to 40 Apache and got a job doing Mason work. There were n o store s around so we had to do without a good many of the necessity o f things.
Hans and Stafford made a trip out to Salt Lake's for a load of salt an d m ade a trip to St John's to get a few sacks of flour and if you grocer ies , but they had to be very sparingly. We lived on cornbread mostly, a n d a good deal of the time it was unleavened bread. But the most of us w er e healthy and it didn't seem to hurt us, except our feelings. It was h ard er on mother than any of us.
In the spring of 1880 when they built another room onto our log room. A n d it seems like a little bit of Heaven, now that we could be in the ni c e light rooms, but when the rains came it was boiled for us, as we hav e t o roll up the beds and put pants on the floor to catch the rain. A gr ea t deal of work fell on me, as I was the oldest girl, and mother's heal t h was poor.
There were a few families scattered through the woods, so there was no s c hool. But we held Sunday school and brother Stanley's house, just ove r th e hill from where we live. Stanley's house was where the old red hea d pla ce is now. I always waited anxiously for Sunday to come so I can we ar m y new Calico dress. My spring hat was a bonnet made out of light fig ure d Calico, some that mother had brought with her from Utah. My Bonne t wa s dark stiff, so it would not Bend, when I was wearing it. It was ho pe al ways hung on a pig. Our shoes were always polished with soot out o f the s tove.
On Saturdays all the brass kettles, tin pans, and 10 cups had to be scou r ed and shine in the knives and forks also. That was one of my chores. T ha t done, then came the weekly bathing. Are we get the old copper boile r an d fill it with water on the stove to heat then bring in the wooden t ub. S ometimes it would leak and we would pour a tea kettle full of wate r in i t to soak it up so we could use it to bathe in. I usually starte d in wit h the baby and put about 3 through the bath before I change th e water.
We had a large piece of homemade soap to scrub them with. It was a luxu r y if we had a bar of white laundry soap from the store. My daddy did a l l the shoe mending and sometimes mother took the tops of her shoes an d cu t them down and sew them on the machine and made shoes for the child ren . Father made his own last, whittling them out of wood, and used wood en p egs to tack in the soles with. He cut shoelaces from a tanned sheeps kin
In the summertime father the boys wore a square piece of cloth, torn fr o m some old underwear or dress, for socks. They would set their foot o n th e Red Corner wise, pulling the corner over their toes, and then brin g th e side Corners, Crossing them over the top of the foot, and slippe d thei r foot into this shoe or boot. We couldn't buy socks, and if the y had a p air of socks for Sunday, they were lucky. It was hard to get ya rn. Grandm other had brought her old spinning wheel from Utah, and when t hey could g et well, grandmother and mother would spin yard. Then mothe r knit the sto ckings. Sometimes we would gather the shells from the waln uts just afte r they fell from the tree, and mother would color yarn an d quilt lining w ith it. Mother carded wool to make bats to put in side o f the quilt
In the fall of 1881 we got word that the Apache Indians were on the warp a th and we're headed towards our little village. We were told to gathe r a t mr. Coolies house and Mr. Penrod's place, because they live close t oget her. We got word just before Sundown. We gathered up some bedding an d clo thes and rushed off to Mr. Penrod's Place. Mr. Cooley was a big cat tle ow ner and had married a squaw. They had five children, and Mrs Coole y ha d a grown brother that lived with them. His name was Skitty. We di d not r eturn to our homes. They went to work and build a fort around Mr . Coolie s house. The fort was built out of heavy Timber. Each family ha d their qu arters in the fort - - wagon sheets stretched over the top an d blankets h ung up between the family and their neighbors. My father an d brother, Han s, took their turns standing guard at night.
The menfolk would slip out of the fort in the daytime to look after the i r crops. You paragraph while we were living in the fort my little broth er , Andrew, was 2 years old and was left in my charge one day, slipped o u t of my sight and was gone. When we missed him, we all searched all ov e r the fort in up and down the creek but failed to find him. We notifie d t he men in the fort, and they got on horses and went out to search fo r him . They found him about a mile from the fort, going along the road t hat le d to one of the fields. When he saw them coming, he looked back an d I sai d, I'm going home, and he tried it on. He was never satisfied. H e alway s said he wanted to go home. We never did go back to our first ho me.
When we left the fort, we moved out on the old Edson Whipple Ranch. Th e W hipple families had moved to Taylor when the other families had move d t o the fort. We lived on this Ranch all winter. We carried all our wat er f or more than a block up a hill from the creek. We were the only fami ly ar ound for a half a mile.
The day we moved to the Whipple Ranch two of the Whipple boys came the r e looking after their crops. A year after I met one of the boys at th e da nce. I was only a little girl. But he danced with me then he usuall y di d after that and I admired him because he was attentive to me an d I was s everal years younger.
There were three or four families settled down on the flat which was cal l ed a Adair, or Fool-Hollow. My father and brothers were building as a n e w house down on a Adair. They expected to dig Wells but had no success . T he creek was a half mile away, and the people hold water from the cre ek . In the spring of 1882 we move down to our new house. Soon after, a b ab y sister was added to our family. She was named Marcina.
We held Sandy School in our house for a while, but the few people ther e s tarted building a log school house. We also had dances in our house b efor e the school house was finished period for music We had a violin an d a ha rmonica. Dancing and horseback riding where the main sports.
I began to have boyfriends very young. We would go riding, the girl alwa y s riding behind the saddle. People were scattered around on their Farm s . There were at this time about 10 families in our neighborhood, so i t to ok young and old to make enough to have a dance. That accounts for m y bei ng grown up before my age.
Before long the schoolhouse was finished. The benches were made of spl i t slab with the flat side up and holes bored in each corner for the leg s . The next thing was to get a teacher. There was a young man who was cr ip pled living in our neighborhood. The people discuss the matter and dec ide d that if he could pass the country examination they would engage Hym n fo r the position. Father and I took this young man to st. John's to ta ke th e examination. His name was John Oliver and sad to say he could no t pas s the examination, but the people hired him anyways they thought w e shoul d have a school. This was in 1882 and it was my first year of sch ool in A rizona. All of her tot for six months, as that was as long as pe ople coul d afford to pay him. The next year there was a family by the na me of Calv in that came to make their home there, they had a daughter Eli za are peop le hired her to teach the next year.
The Whipple's had come back from Taylor, and they had a little store a t t he Whipple Ranch. They also built a large log houses as they called i t. I t was built with portholes through which we could shoot in case of a n att ack by the Apache Indians. They used it as a dance hall and sometim es hel d the 24th of July celebration there.
In the spring of 1884, some of the Apostles from Salt Lake City came do w n and held a conference in the Whipple Hall. And my father, Hans Hanse n , was put in as Bishop of our small town. Shortly after that, father g o t a small piece of land about a half-mile above us on a wash. He ha d a we ll dug there, and built another house, and also a tie the office . The peo ple would pay tithing from that which they had produced, and be cause ther e was not much cash in circulation.
Father had gone away from home a great deal to work. He did Mason wor k i n Fort Apache, building a good many of the soldiers quarters and buil ding s for the officers. He did a lot of building in Snowflake and differ ent p laces around the country.
The boys, Hans and Niels, did most of the farming, and mother had a gre a t deal of responsibility of raising the family and keeping account of T id ing that came in when father was away from home. We raised mostly cor n an d sugarcane, squash, and some potatoes. It was all dry for me. Somet ime s we raised a garden and watered it with buckets of water from the we ll . Some seasons were dry, and the crops were not very good.
While living in this place I had the best time in my young girl hood da y s brother McNeil was the leader of our choir. He would have choir pract ic e once a week. I sang in the choir. We help Church in the little old s cho ol house.
I worked in the primary and also taught a class in Sunday school. Our sc h ools were very poor and we only had classes from 4 to 6 months. We use d s lates and pencils to write on instead of paper. Our main studies wer e rea ding, writing, spelling, and a little arithmetic. I wanted to go t o schoo l and learn so badly, but my mother had such poor health so muc h of the t ime that I had to stay out of school. I had to do the housewor k and the w ashing in the ironing. In the winter, I would get up at 4 an d get breakfa st and eat by Lamplight. Every one of the family had to b e up and ready f or prayers before breakfast, and all had to gather for p rayers before sup per. When my father was away from home, we children al l had to take our t urns in family prayers. The work all had to be done b efore I went to scho ol. I usually had to stay out of school to wash, an d would I earn at nigh t.
On August 23rd, 1884, there was another brother added to our family nam e d Augustus. There were now nine in the family. Mother did the sewing f o r our family and it a good many of the stockings. She crocheted lace t o t rim the children's clothes and braided straw to make hats for a girl s . I began to make my own dresses at the age of 14 years and helped mak e c lothes for the family. I had two darn stockings and socks.
Each one of the family learn how to work but we rushed our work and ha d t ime for recreation. One of our past Time games was checkers. Will us e ker osene lamps, which was sometimes scares, and in Winter evenings w e coul d see to play checkers. Sometimes we would put a pitch stick on th e firep lace and play checkers by the firelight.
Dry farming was rather discouraging, and father had to be away from ho m e so much to work. Father had a dream, or Vision he called it. He dream e d he was traveling up through the thick Pines where Lakeside now is. H e d reamed he saw green fields of grain, water dishes, and houses. It al l thr ough the timber. After this dream, he took one of his counselors an d wen t to look at this place. Father told him that there would be a tow n there , and the water would be brought on this place. He finally told t he peopl e at Fool Hollow that they would all leave that place before lon g.
Father bought a molasses mail. Every fall was molasses making time. We w o uld have candy pulling parties. One time mother had gone to Woodruff t o d o some shopping at the co-op store. It usually took about three day s to m ake the trip and do the trading. She left me home to look after th e famil y and told me to be sure to have the house clean when she returns . The da y I was expecting her back, I scrub the floors and polish the st oves an d had everything in apple-pie order. She had a large rocking chai r that s he was quite fond of and she warned me to be careful and not le t the Youn g Folks scuffle over it and break it. Sometimes when they cam e to our hou se they would all want to try the big chair at the same tim e and she ha d to guard it so close to keep them from breaking it. Mothe r did not ge t home this night so I went to bed. The next morning when si nging practic e was over, some of the crowd suggested to Hans that we g o to our place a nd make some molasses candy. The bunch walked in and a s usual three or fo ur of them made for the big chair and through their s cuffling broke the r ocker. I just felt like I could cry because I knew w hat mother would say . Hans made a fire brought in some molasses and pu t it on to make the can dy. I was sick for I knew about what would happen . I didn't even want t o get up to join them, but they kept after me unti l I got up. The candy b oiled all over the stove and when it was cool eno ugh to pull, each one go t a handful to pull. They snatched and grabbed e ach other's candy and wra pped it around the girls necks. The floor, stov e, and everything in the h ouse was dubbed up with candy. It was late whe n they went home, and I wa s so tired and sleepy that I went to bed think ing that I could get up ear ly in the morning and get the house cleaned u p before mother got home. Bu t had just finished breakfast when mother dr ove up. When she came in an d saw the house all dirty and her rocking cha ir broken, she wasn't very p leasant. I didn't ask her to let me see wha t she had bought me until ever ything was cleaned up, and I didn't let an y grass grow under my feet whil e I was doing it. She wouldn't let me exp lain to her how it all happened . Mother love to do things to make us hap py, but we all had to mind righ t now.
I started keeping company with Charles Whipple when I was 14 years old , a nd when I was just past 15 years old we started for st. George in a w agon . We traveled in company with brother minoraly and Harrison Pierce a nd fa mily. We got married in Snowflake by President Jesse and. Smith a s we wen t through there, and we went on to St George by team. After a da y or tw o on the road I ask my husband why we didn't have prayer before g oing t o bed, I had been accustomed to this and felt as though we neede d the gui dance of the Lord on this trip, so I prayed first as he had ask ed me to . We traveled over the same road I had traveled on when I wa s a young gir l. We left on the 12th of October and got to say George an d went throug h the temple the 3rd of November 1886. When we left, we tho ught we woul d come right back to Show Low, but when we got up that far C harles though t he would like to go on up to Provo and see his brothers a nd sisters tha t live there. We arrived there in December.
It was a long tiresome ride in a wagon and the roads were poor. After Ch r istmas, Charles. It would be nice for me to go to the Brigham Young Aca de my in Provo and he would go and get work. Our money was getting lo w s o I thought I'd find a place where I could forward and work to pay fo r m y room. Aunt Mary Whipple went with me to find a place. She took me t o An drew Stewart's who wanted a woman or girl to help them, so I got th e job . But I only stayed there all week. They expecting me to do the coo king , dish washing, cleaning, ironing, turning and everything else. The y ha d a large house to keep. There were seven girls in the family, but n ot on e of them came into the kitchen to help me. I couldn't get my lesso ns s o I quit and went to Aunt Mary Whipple's to board. She gave me my bo ard f or $1.50 a week. That was something new to me not to work but jus t go t o school. I made good use of my time, but in the few weeks I becam e disco uraged and quit.
In the spring of 1887 we went up to Park City to get work. Charles g o t a job cutting trees. He built a little rough log cabin and stretc h a wa gon sheet over one end of the top to keep out the Sun and rain an d then p ut brush over the other end. We got a little stove, a large Good s box fo r a table, box for a cupboard, good box to sit on, and a few dis hes. Th e Chipmunks were numerous there and would get into everything tha t was un covered. I spent much time trying to kill them. I made a Dead fa ll by usi ng a box, raising one end by putting a stick under to hold it u p, and tyi ng a string to the stick, I would put some bread under this bo x then th e Chipmunks got under the box I would pull the string. During t he time w e were living there I took into borders. I stayed there 3 month s then wen t down to Provo to stay with one of Charles sisters while I di d some sewi ng to get ready to go to Salt Lake to October conference. Whe n we went t o conference, it was the first time I had ever ridden on a tr ain. After c onference Charles went back to work .
I had now been married about a year and was homesick for my people I dec i ded to go home on the train, I had a number of experiences on the trai n t raveling alone but I arrived at Holbrook safe and there I had a chanc e t o visit my sister in Woodruff. I stayed there until my brother came t o ta ke me to my mother's. I was very glad to see all my Kinfolk again. B ut no w I wanted my husband. When I spoke of going to him my people fel t so ba d that I did not go and they wrote to him to come home. He was wo rking i n Provo, Utah, and did not like to quit a good job. He stayed the re a yea r.
When Charles came back, we lived the first winter in his mother's hous e o n the Whipple Ranch. They had left and moved to Old Mexico. In the sp rin g of 1888, we moved over on the farm that Willard and Charlie Farm to geth er. Charles had built a little house on the farm before we were marr ied . It was a little frame house that has cracks in the floor large enou gh t o lose my dishes in but I was very happy. We bought a couple of cows , m y father gave me one, and my mother gave me a few chickens to start w ith . I raised 75 chickens that summer and made butter to sell. We got al l o f our groceries and what we had to wear with butter money. We raise d a ga rden too, but we had to water it occasionally from the well. We ra ised go od crops on this dry Farm, corn, Kane, potatoes, squash, and melo ns.
Charles worked over in Fort Apache one season with my father doing Mas o n work. Edson Whipple, jr. And Rowena went to work for him. Also, Rowe n a and I did the cooking for some of the Working Man. We came home whe n th e job was finished. On the way home we can't about a half-mile fro m an In dian camp. After we had gone to bed, we heard the Indians beat th eir drum s and yelling. So Charles, it's him, Rowena, if Penrod, and I we nt up t o the camp to see what the Indians were doing. They were havin g a big Ind ian dance.
We hadn't been there long when I Squaw with a papoose on her back came a n d touched Charles and went back in the center of the Ring. That was th e w ay of inviting him to dance with her. After a while, there was anothe r yo ung Squad that came and touched him. He didn't dance with them, but , Edso n, Rowena and I went and danced with him. And oh, how the old teet h yelle d and beat his drum he did them a great favor by dancing with the m. The o ld Chief talk to us after we were through dancing. He seemed t o be very g lad that we did it, and he invited us to come again.
Charles father came up from Mexico and visited us he was getting quite o l d and feeble the next year he wrote a letter and wanted us to come dow n t o Mexico and take care of his cattle and run his Ranch. So we trade d an d sold our corn, molasses, and chickens. We had a few head of cows , but d id not sell them. We left them with Willard Whipple. My mother ha ted to s ee us leave and go so far away, for it seemed a long way off i n those day s when we traveled by team and wagon.
We loaded our belongings in the wagon and put boards over the top be d o f the wagon to put our bed on. We had our little stove set up in th e fron t of the wagon with the pipe going to the wagon sheet so that whe n it wa s stormy or cold when we can't, we could have a fire in our wago n and b e cozy. I took my knitting along and knit 3 pairs of socks whil e travelin g to Mexico. It was about a two-week trip .
When we got down to Old Mexico comments they had a custom house at La A s cension. We drove in there about 9 in the morning. We had to have our t hi ngs inspected, papers made out, and are many changed into Mexican mone y . We got to Mexican dollars for one American dollar. They had to go thr ou gh so much red tape that it took all day. We thought it would only b e a n hour or so, so Charleston take the horses off the wagon. I said i n th e wagon holding the horses line all day. The wind was blowing sand , an d a bunch of Mexicans were sitting out on a bench staring at me unti l I w anted to cry. Most of them had Factory pants, or pants made from un bleach ed muslin and large draw has, some of them were so ragged their ha ir Duc k Thru the top. I finally hung a blanket up in front of me so the y couldn 't look at me. When Charles in the inspector were through, we dr ove outsi de the town and camped. I cried and wanted to go back to Arizon a. I thoug ht if all of Mexico was like this, I did not anymore of it.
We entered another town, Carrollitoes, where we stopped and had our belo n gings inspected. We went on a little further and came to the town of Ca s a Grande's. But here we were not molested, and I gave a sigh of relief , f or this was the last Mexican town we would pass through before reachi ng t he little town of colonial Juarez. When we reach the hill going dow n int o Colonia Juarez, it look like a little Paradise. We rested a coupl e day s and went out to the Whipple Ranch about 8 miles from town. And Am elia w as living on the ranch. She moved into town and we took possession . The y branded the calves and turned out most of the cows for the winter .
There wasn't anything to do around there to make any money. Charles ma k e trips to the mountains to get post to sell. It usually took him two d ay s to make a trip. I had to stay on the ranch alone while he was gone . I w ould sit and crochet. Since coal oil is very scarce, I would open t he en d of the stove and use that for a light. Sometimes he would get Ida , at A melia's little 12 year old girl, or 19 year old Alfred to Stay Wit h Me. T he rats was on the main travel road that went to the mountain col onies. T he country was full of Governor Tracy's Longhorn cattle and Mexi cans ridi ng the ranch all the time I was always frightened of them. Th e house onl y had one large room. In the spring Charles put a brush she d on the back , and we put are still valid and cook there.
On Sunday morning about the 26th of May, Charles went to town to bring b a ck sister Hawkins, the old-time Midwife who always came to witness th e co ming of the store, and we were looking for the arrival of the stor e in ab out 2 weeks. It took a long time to go to town.. 8 Miles and bac k wit h a heavy wagon. Either Whipple was staying with me at the time. Ch arle s have been gone about one hour when we saw six men coming with Pack s an d guns.
Ida wanted to run down in the wash and hide, but I knew that there wa s n o use for they would see us. My first thought was to pray, so that' s wha t we did. We had just finished when they had reached the house. The y cam e and tapped on the door and said something I could not understand . I ask ed my dad to come and see if she could understand them. Then the y went ou t in front of the house and took off the packs. Of course, we t hought w e were in for something, and as they each took out a bottle an d drink ou t of it, we were still more frightening. They talked back an d forth to ea ch other and finally left. Charles arrived with sister Hawk ins about tw o o clock.
On the 11th of June the stork arrived with a baby girl. It had a hard ti m e getting here, but we were surely happy after it was all over, for w e ha d waited for about 4 years. When she was 10 years old brother a. F . McDon ald blessed her, and named her Jeannie May, her daddy was very pr oud of h er and when any of his friends came that way he always brought t hem in t o see his baby, the only baby in the world.
Id's mother, Aunt Amelia, sent for Ida to come home because she and Alfr e d were sick. They have malaria fever. There was a lady taking care of t he m. She gave them each a dose of quinine, and in a few minutes they wer e b oth terribly sick. She had no idea what was the matter with them. Alf re d soon died and Aunt Amelia died about 1 hour after Alfred. People tho ugh t they must have been poisoned. Alfred and out and Amelia were burie d i n one grave.
The quinine was analyzed later and found that it had been put in a bott l e that had previously contain strychnine.
The next summer there was a drought, the cattle died all over the rang e . The water almost dried up, so when the poor cows came into the sprin g f or water, we would take a quart cup and strip a little milk for the b aby . We couldn't keep up the cattle because we had no feed. We had a fe w bac on rind save that we could cook in our beans. We didn't have any fr uit, h ardly anyone had any. We hadn't got around to putting up fruit yet , onl y drying it. This year the price on fruit was too high to buy much . We co uldn't get things like that in the store at that time because i f they shi pped it in, there was so much Duty on it that people couldn' t afford to b uy it.
This Summer Charles got a little work Gathering some kind of bark that t h ey used in the Tannery. He would gather a load and haul it to town. Th e s econd year we where on this Ranch there was a terrible drought. Man y of o ur cattle died, and the cows were too poor to milk although someti mes we' d would catch a cow and milk her.
One morning we performed an operation on a cow. She came up in the eveni n g with a bump on her side as large as my fist. Charles thought maybe i t w as festered so he stuck the little blade of his pocket knife into i t bu t nothing came out she went and laid down in the Corral. In the morn ing C harles came in and said, come out and help me operate on Old Poley . Ge t a bucket of warm water and some twine and a needle, thread, and sc issor s. When I got out there, I saw that Charles had a large dish pan fu ll o f her entrails laying out on the ground. I wash them off and Charle s stuc k them through that little hole that was no larger than a dollar . He woul d poke a while and burst them and I would tie them up with th e cotton yar n and rinse them off and charleswood go on putting them in . Then I sold h er up. We pulled and tugged until we got her up, then sh e wouldn't move o ut of her tracks for 3 days. We held water up to her, a nd at first she wo uldn't take a swallow and tell about the second day. W e tried to get he r to eat a little hey, but not until after the third da y would she take i t by. About the fourth day she walked off. She lived a nd had a calf, so w e thought we were pretty good doctors.
We had a Mexican girl living with us for about 18 months. She could ta l k English, and so she was able to teach a Spanish.
I had to make all my husband's clothes including overalls, shirts, under w ear, socks. I also need stockings for baby Jenny and made her and my cl ot hes. The first pair of overalls I made, I just use another pair fo r a pat tern. They were a trifle too small, in fact he could hardly been , but w e could not afford to throw them away.
We always kept pigs on the ranch, and I save the bacon rinds and scrap s o f fat to make soap with.
The next year there was a lot of rain, and the grass was so pretty tha t i t looked like a grain field all over the flat. We were milking abou t 35 c ows and had Sam and Alice Hawkins working for us. We mande chees e and but ter and were just getting along fine when we were told to mov e to town. T here was a rumor that the Apache Indians were in the country . We were doi ng so well that we thought we would take a chance and not m ove in to town .
Just a few days after that, during the night we heard a horse tromping a r ound the house. Charles go up to see what it was. It was a horse, all r ig ht, with a saddle and bridle on it. It must have thrown someone off an d j ust wondered to our place. Charles tied it up to the wagon and came b ac k to bed, but we couldn’t go to sleep anymore. We just laid awake talk in g and wondering if it could be an Indian horse. We waited until daylig ht , then Charles went out to look at it. He knew right away that the Ind ian s had had it. It was a horse that belonged in town. The force had o n a U. S. Government saddle and rawhide shoes. We thought maybe it had go tten aw ay from them up in the mountain and wandered down .
Charles took the saddle off and staked the horse out on the flat, then w e nt out after a bunch of calves. Sam went out another direction across t h e wash for some more calves. Just before the sun was up I stepped to t h e door to see if I could see them coming with the calves. I was just i n t ime to see an Indian throwing his rope on our riding horse. There wer e th ree of our horses out on the flat in the same direction as the hors e Char les had staked out. The Indian didn’t stop to take off the bobble s unti l he had run a lon way with the horse. Charles didn’t see him unti l he ha d taken off the bobbles. I just rung my hands in fear that the In dian wou ld shoot Charles.
As soon as Charles saw the Indian he started to run for the house; and j u st after he go in, Sam came running in and said he saw three Indians o u t and when on of their horses go away, it left one without a horse. W e ha ve an idea that they had planned some mischief, but when their hors e wa s gone their plans were wrecked. Sam go on a horse and went to tow n to fi ve the news.
We thought they would leave now and not come back. The next night we hea r d a horseman coming on the lope. Charles jumped up and grabbed his gu n an d was ready for an attack when a man called out, and we knew it wasn ’t In dians. He told us that the Apache Indians had killed the Thompson f amil y at Cave Valley, and he rode on to give the word. We could not slee p an y more. Charles go up at day break, and as soon as it was light enou gh t o see, he too his gun and scouted around to see if there were any In dian s lurking around. He couldn’t see any Indians so he went after the c alves . He had got out quite a little way when he saw two horsemen comin g ove r a r4ise, and of course, he thought they were Indians. He starte d to ru n for the house, but when he saw he could not make it in time, h e ran fo r the head of the was thinking he could head them off from the h ouse. B y the time he got there, he could see it was not Indians. These m en broug ht the correct word about the killings.
There was the mother and little sever-year-old Annie and two grown boy s s taying at home while the father was away from home. The two boys ha d bee n down and milked the cows and were coming up to the house; when th e Indi ans who had hidden behind some pine trees, shot both of them. The y fell i n the path. It was supposed that the mother came to the door t o see wha t the shooting was about, so they shot her and then came down t o the hous e. Little Annie was alone with the Indians. Her mother was no t dead. Th e Indians were hurting her mother, and Annie was hitting the m with her bo nnet and telling them to leave her mother alone. They finis hed killing he r, but did not hurt Annie.
The Indians were busy hunting provisions, and Annie was out in the yar d . One of her brothers was not dead and beckoned for her to come to him . H e told her to go quick and hide in the chicken coop, or the Indians w oul d take her. Then he watched for his chance and crawled to the chicke n coo p. When the Indians came out and found Annie and one of the boys go ne, th ey got on their horses and rode away. It was thought that they ha d intend ed taking Annie; and on missing her and the boy, supposed they h ad gone f or help. After the Indians left, Elmer, Annie's brother, told h er to go f or help. It was one mile through the timbers to where they cou ld get help . It must have taken a lot of courage for Annie to go alone t hrough the t imber. Elmer was sent to El Paso to be taken care of, and h e soon recover ed.
After hearing this news from the men, we prepared to move in to town. Ed s on Whipple had built a new brick house, so we moved into the old one. T h e following January, the stork visited us with another girl. We calle d he r Pearl.
We had bought us a lot in town while we lived on the ranch and plante d a n orchard on it. We traded our place in town for a place up the rive r abo ut three miles. This place also had an orchard on it. There was n o hous e though, so we moved about one-half mile above it in a little lum ber roo m that had been used to make cheese in the summer before. Here w e had a p lace for our cows. We bought brick and began to work on the hou se. In th e spring, we brought the cows up and began making butter. I alw ays my goo d sales with my butter. I was awarded first prize at the fai r for the bes t butter on the market. I made butter and shipped it to Mex ico City. Ther e was a good cellar here that I kept my milk in. The lumbe r room that w e were camping in was only covered with boards and had a di rt floor. Whe n it rained, the room leaked, and we had to roll up our bed s and set ou t pans to catch the rain.
In May Father Whipple died: and at that time Pearl was very sick, an d I c ould not leave her to go to the funeral. Later I contracted rheumat ism b y being on the damp floor after the rains. I was bedfast for some w eeks . I could not straighten out my legs or even get out of be to have m y be d made. One day I got down-hearted and discouraged over my condition . Cha rles had tried that day to get me out of bed so he could make it. H e too k hold of my legs and tried to turn them around so he might get m e out. T he pain was so bad I told him to get someone to administer to me . He wen t and go Bishop Severy. Charles anointed me and Bishop Sevey adm inistere d to me. After they were through, the Bishop sat down by my be d and was t alking to me. While he was talking, my legs straightened ou t in bed, an d the pain was gone. I told them I was well. I got out of b e the next da y and began to get around, and the pain didn't ever come ba ck .
We had neighbors all around us—Bishop Sevey on one side and James Dart e n on the other. There were five families living on their farms close t o u s. When Christmas came, we had a neighborhood Christmas tree. When i t beg an to get cold, our closest neighbor moved to town, so we moved i n the ho use they had lived in and were very comfortable for the winter . They wer e still working on our house, and I was happy to see the progr ess. It wa s a four-room brick house with a porch on the front. It was ab out finishe d by May, so we moved in it. I was as happy as a queen, for i t was the on ly real home I had ever had.
We were having the painting done after we moved in. About the latter pa r t of September it began to rain and kept raining for several days, an d th e river kept rising. I began to get quite worried, because there wa s no b ridge across the river to get to town; and we were looking for th e stor k again in a few days. Charles came in later in the evening and sa id tha t if the stork stayed away for another day, the river would be dow n enoug h so that he could get the boat and cross to bring the doctor. Bu t, the s tork couldn't wait, and our son Charles Hansen arrived at thre e 0'clock t he next morning with just the neighbors present; but everythi ng went alon g fine.
By December we had the house all painted and fixed up, and we wanted t o h ave it dedicated. We planned having a dinner, inviting a few friends , o n this occasion. I cooked all day the day before the dinner so tha t I wou ld no have so much to do on that day. We invited some of the me n that ha d worked on our house and their wives. We also invited Patriarc h W E. Sto well and his wife and Apostle Teasdale and his wife. Apostle T easdale ded icated the house and Patriarch Stowell gave us each a blessin g. We serve d dinner about three o’clock in the afternoon. After dinner w e all got re ady and went to town for a Christmas Eve program .
Charles and I were real lovers. He was so proud of our children and pro u d of me. He always wanted us to look just so. He liked to see the hous e w ell-kept and was a great hand to entertain. The young folks liked t o com e to our home. Sometimes a wagon-load of young folks would come, an d we w ould cook supper and have a party for them.
We usually went to Sunday School and Church but didn’t get out to Mutu a l and things at night very much, because we always had a lot of cows t o m ilk and chores to do; and we usually didn’t get through in time. It t oo k a long time to get the horses and harness them up and drive three mi le s over rough road. When ever I tried to go to Relief Society I usuall y ha d to drive the team and hold the baby on my lap.
One day I was going to town to Relief Society, and I had a large two-gal l on bucket of eggs to take to the store. I was quite hot, and I tried t o h old the parasol over the baby w it h one hand and drive with the other. I came to a little hill to go dow n a nd had to put on the brake. I tried to steady the bucket of eggs wit h m y feet, but my feet slipped off and the bucket of eggs turned over . I ha d scrambled eggs all over the wagon .
Time rolled on and changes came along. My husband tried to convert m e t o his marring another wife. I told him that I believed in the princip le , but I didn’t believe that I could live it. He finally go me converte d t o believing I could, and I gave my consent. Talk about schooling one s fee ling—I believe it was trial for the three of us. Mary wanted to liv e unde r the same roof, bu I felt like that would be more that I could st and. Sh e insisted, so I consented. We built another room on a porch on o ur house . Mary had her own room, but we cooked and ate together. About t his time , another son was added to our family. We called him Edson afte r his gran dfather Whipple.
One year after their marriage, Mary gave birth to a son, John. We someti m es had little feeling, but we didn’t ever have any words. I will say th a t Charles was an honorable man and tried to do the right thing by bot h o f us. If he could see that we might not be feeling so good towards ea ch o ther, he would try to find out what the trouble was and get things s traig htened out so that we would have better feelings. Mary lived with m e fo r two years, then Charles bought her a place in town; but his work w as mo stly on the ranch.
Charles made a trip over to Sonora Country one fall with a load of apple s , and they brought him back sick. The doctor pronounced it appendiciti s a nd said he would have to have an operation. In those days operation s wer e not so prevalent, and we just hated to consent to having an opera tion . So he went on for several months, not feeling well any of the time . W e finally decided he had better go to Salt Lak City and have an opera tion . He came back feeling well. Everything went along smoothly for a sh ort t ime, then he took cold in his head and had a gathering in his head . Afte r three weeks of terrible suffering, the gathering broke; and hi s ear ra n for months until it looked like everything in his head would r un out. H e went out to El Paso to a doctor. The doctor gave him some med icine to u se. He go so weak that he would almost reel when he go up to w alk. Afte r about six months he began to get better.
On November 10 a daughter was added t6o our family. We named her Cleah . W hen Cleah was about four months old, they were having a Seventy’s par ty a t the church house, and we were going to go. We went to town to ge t Mary . It was a very dark night. Mary and I were sitting on the sprin g seat , each holding a baby on our lap. Charles stood up in the front dr iving t he team. It was so dark we couldn’t see anything, and we were goi ng o n a good trot when we ran into another team coming our way. It pitch ed Ch arles out straddling the wagon tongue, and I was hanging over the f ront e nd gate of the wagon, clinging on to my baby by wraps or blankets . Charle s was calling, “Whoa, whoa,” but the horsed didn’t stop until th ey tune d around and ran into a tree. Neither of us could get up until th e horse s stopped, but no great damage was done—just a little excitement . We brus hed up and went on to the party.
In those days, everybody took their babies to the dances. We would tak e s ome of the long benches and turn them against the wall in a side roo m an d make beds on them and put the babies to bed. We used to have goo d time s just the same.
When we went to Sunday School, we usually loaded all we could get in t h e wagon—our family and the neighbors children. Lots of times Charles wo ul d give up his seat to the ladies, and he would stand and drive or si t o n the dashboard. He would crowd one more in a long as he could squee ze t hem in.
In the summer of 1900, Mother Whipple came up to live with us and stay e d with us until March, 1901, when she went to visit her daughter, Wallr od e Bilby, in Thatcher, Arizona. She died there in July of the same year .
My father came down to Mexico in December 1900 and stayed with us a coup l e of months. He liked the country, so in March of the same year, my6 mo th er, and Gus and May, my brother and sister, came down. My brother, Nie ls , came to bring them down. Mother was sick and had been sick for som e tim e. They all stayed with us until Father rented a place in town .
Mother didn’t get any better and was in bed most of the time. Sometime s s he would have a bad spell, and we wouldn't have been surprised is sh e ha d passed away. Father was working at the mason trade there in Coloni a Jua rez.
He came home from work one night and went out and looked after his bee s . Then he came in and helped May get supper, for she was only twelve ye ar s old. About two O’clock in the morning he took sick with a pain in h i s breast. He had been troubled with it for years. He had been kicked i n h is chest by a mule years before. This time it go worse, and he died a bou t eight o’clock in the morning. Just before he died, he sat down o n a cha ir by the side of Mother’s bed and asked my brother, Gus, to ge t his guit ar and play a tune. When he had finished the first tune, Fathe r said, “No w play my favorite.” Gus played it, but before he was thought , father str aightened back and passed away. This was on the 2nd day of A ugust, 1901 . In September, mother, Gus and May went back to Woodland o r Lakeside
In February 1903 there was another son born to us, Clyde Anthony,. The l a st name was in honor of Anthony Ivans. He was dearly beloved man and al s o the President of the Juarez Stake at the time. There were several o f th e Apostles living there at that time, and our country was prosperou s an d growing with lots of fine homes being built .
One December morning we saw a white-topped buggy coming up the road. Cha r les said, “We are going to have, company today.” They had stopped at t h e gate and had told Charles that they would drive up the river a wa y a wo uld be back. Charles thought they were going to stay for dinner. I t was a bout eleven o’clock then. In a few minutes they returned and in c ame Apos tle Taylor and his wife, President Bentley and his wife, Siste r Woodruff , and some others. They took off their overcoats and overshoes . After tal king to them a while, I asked them to excuse me and I would g o into the k itchen and get dinner. Apostle Taylor said, “I'll come in an d help you. ’ He insisted on peeling the potatoes. When he had finished t hem, I tol d him to go on in and visit with the other folks. I felt mor e comfortabl e when he wasn’t there to watch me. I had plenty of bottle d fruit and som e met, and I happened to have a pie baked. I made cram bi scuits, and I so on had dinner ready. After dinner, Sister Woodruff playe d the organ and w e all sang and had a lovely time.
The next Sunday, Apostle Taylor spoke in Church, and he told about the d i nner they had out at our ranch and the lovely biscuits. Our ranch was j us t a nice ride out of town, and we often had some of the “dignitaries ” a s we called them.
Toward Spring, there was another bunch that came out to spend the day: A p ostle Teasdale and his last wife (his other two had died), Sister Woodr uf f (Apostle Woodruff’s last wife), and Apostle Taylor’s two last wives , Rh oda and Rosie. In the afternoon we were all gathered at the organ si gnin g whena boy rode up., He handed Brother Teasdale a telegram tellin g abou t Apostle Woodruff’s death with smallpox in the city of Mexico. Th at ende d the party.
Charlie had begun shipping fruit to different places in Mexico and El Pa s o. This gave him a lot of experience. ,
In the spring of 1905 Charles came in with a letter from Box B. We all k n ew what that meant. He opened it, read it, and said, “What shall I d o ? I have a call to go on a mission,. Shall I take it?’ We wouldn’t thi n k of letting him turn it down., He wondered what we would do without h i m with our big family. I told him we would get along all right. He wro t e to headquarters and asked for a few months to get ready. They told h i m he could wait until his fruit crop was picked and then straighten u p hi s affairs. To top it all off, I was in a delicate condition expectin g a v isit from the stork about the middle of January. He wrote and aske d to st ay until I had had the baby. That was granted. On January 14, 190 6 August us was born.
The two older girls, Jennie and Pearl, were staying in town going to sch o ol. Jennie was staying at Brig Pierce’s place, and Pearl was staying a t A postle Taylor’s. Apostle Taylor had come out to our place in the fal l bef ore school started and asked if Pearl could come and stay with them . The y wanted to take our organ so they could take lessons and said the y woul d give Pearl lessons too. While she was staying there, Brother Tay lor go t up I Church one day and told how he always called on all of hi s famil y to take their turn in family prayer and how Pearl would take he r turn w ith the rest of the family. Pearl was fourteen years old the. H e said tha t if everybody would pray for the President of the Church an d the Apostle s, none of them would go wrong.
Charles was sent on his mission from the 99th Quorum of Seventy to the C e ntral States Mission on January 21, 1906 being wet apart by an Apostle , G eorge Teasdale. Charles left for his mission while I was still in be d wit h my eight-day-old baby. As soon as I was well, I started to take u p sewi ng, making dresses, etc. The two boys, Charley and Edson, were ele ven an d nine years old when their Daddy left to go on his mission. Jenni e was s ixteen, Pearl fourteen, Cleah six, and Clyde three. That made sev en in al l.
In the spring, the little boys plowed and planted an acre of corn and pl o wed the garden. The girls and I made the furrows and planted the garde n . Jennie and Charley went to Casas Grandes sometimes, which was a dista nc e of Twelve miles, with fruit to sell.
One time one of the horses go sick, and they had to stay all night in Ca s a Grandes. I worried myself sick every time they had to go, but the fru i t had to be sold. In the winter, Charley and Edson had to walk to scho o l a lot of the time. Daddy had bought a pony for Charley; and they rod e i t part of the time which was a worry to me, because the river was u p so m uch of the time. More then once they came home and had swam the ho rse par t of the way across the river. Charley, Jr. was so daring that no thing ev er frightened him. They had to cross the swinging bridge on foo t sometime s.
We used to take a trip every fall, and sometimes in the spring, to El Pa s o to fit the family with clothes. Sometimes we would take two or thre e o f the children along to ware the clothes back, because there was dut y t o pay on new clothes.
The fall after Charles left for his mission, I was planning to go to E l P aso. The train ran from Dublan every other day out to Ciudad Jaurez . Tha t was on the Mexican line close to El Paso, a distance of about 17 5 miles . It took most of the day to get there, because the train ran s o slowly . Then you had to take the street car or hire a hack to take yo u over t o El Paso.
Sister Sevey was going to go with me this trip. She was there waitin g t o go. When she went to cross the big ditch in back of our house, sh e slip ped on the bridge and go wet. She came in and had to send back hom e for d ry clothes. She was carrying her money crapped in a handkerchie f in her s tocking, so then it go wet. She dried it in front of the fire . In her hur ry in getting ready she put her glasses, or “specks” as sh e called them , in her stocking and the money in a small satchel and pu t it under the s eat that we sat on in the train. The train was full of M exicans. When sh e went to get her glasses out of the stocking, she reall y laughed at wha t she had done.
Sister Sevey did not have a suitcase to put her goods in that she bough t , so she carried them in two sacks. We undertook to take the streetca r ov er to Ciudad Juarez. I guess we looked rather suspicious, because th ey ma de us get6 off at ta custom house. They took our things and told u s to g o in a room to be searched. Sister Sevey weighted about two hundre d and f ifty pounds. I guess they thought she was smuggling something. Th e lady w as very nice. She just felt all over us and did not make us undr ess. Th e other custom officers looked through our things and we had to p ay som e duty; but we were very thankful to get away from there.
Things went along pretty well the first year of Charles’ mission. We a l l kept well and got along financially. The second year is when troubl e be gan. On this trip out to El Paso with Sister Sevey Cleah had been ex pose d to the measles. Ten days after we go home, she came down with them . Jen nie was the only one that had had them before. She had them when sh e wa s small, the time that she was staying with her grandmother and goin g t o school. So, all the rest of us were exposed to them from Cleah. I h adn’ t even had them myself. Cleah had a bad case of them; and when the r est o f the family began coming down with them, I did not feel much lik e takin g care of them. But, I wouldn’t give up until I got so sick tha t I had t o go to bed. Someone went for the doctor, but he had gone to Ca lifornia ; and the nurse was sick in bed. Aunt Mary came up and brought h er thre e children. Jennie and they took care of all of us.
I was too sick to realize anything about the children. They worked wit h m e for three or four days to get the measles out on me. When the measl es f inally broke out, I began to get better. Baby Gus had an awful cough ; an d while we were all sick, he had to be weaned, because I was too sic k t o nurse him. That made it doubly hard on him. The rest of the childre n go t along fine, and all of us came through all right.
Then in two weeks, Aunt Mary’s three children came down with the measle s . When Charley and Edson started to school again, they caught the whoop in g cough and brought it home. So, all of my children and Aunt Mary’s ha d t he whooping cough. May stayed on the ranch with me about three month s unt il all of the children were well. Then in the spring, baby Augustu s too k pneumonia and almost died.
In the beginning of the summer they started a cannery. The fruit crop w a s pretty good, and we disposed of a lot of it to the cannery.
The people in our Mexico colonies had become quite self supporting. We h a d a tannery that made our own leather, a shoe shop that made our own sh oe s, and a harness and saddle shop. We also had a furniture shop that ma d e all of our furniture, doors and windows, and a carpet loom that mad e ho memade carpet out of rags. I sewed enough rags for two good-sized ca rpets . I always had my knitting or crochet work handy so that if a neigh bor ca lled in for a few minutes, I would not be idle. If we had lace o n anythin g, we usually made it. I always trimmed my baby clothes, pillo w cases, an d the girls’ petticoats with lace.
In the fall of the same year, I was getting ready to go to town to do so m e shopping. Charley, Jr. and Edson harnessed up the horses, and I was g oi ng to take the boys to school. We had good schools. I was taking a lar g e bucket of butter and a bucket of eggs to sell. Charley was driving, a n d I sat in the spring seat with him and held the baby on my lap. Edson , C leah and Clyde were in the back of the wagon on a quilt, watching th e but ter and eggs. We got about two-thirds of the way to town when the h orse s started to run away. Charley put on the brake and tried to hold th em bu t he could not stop them. I was afraid the baby would be thrown of f my la p, so I handed him to Cleah in the back of the wagon. I took hol d of th e lines, thinking maybe I could hold them, but I could not. The n I discov ered the cause for the runaway. One of the horses’ bridles ha d slipped of f onto the horses neck, and we couldn’t guide the. About tha t time I fel t myself slipping. I didn’t know when I hit the ground, bu t when I came t o I heard Charley crying, “I am killed. I am killed.” H e was lying abou t five feet from me, and I could see some of the other c hildren strung al ong the road. I tried to get up but could not, and ever ything before me w ent black. When Charley saw that I could not get up, h e got up and came t o me. He picked up one of the buckets that we had bro ught eggs in and wen t down to the river and brought some water to wet m y head. The river ra n along the side of the dugway. I tried again to ge t up but couldn’t. A s soon as I tried to raise my head, everything woul d go black.
By the time, Clea, it's in, and Clyde got up and came to me. It's in a n d Clyde had a gash in their head and we're bloody and dirty. Cleo didn ' t have any Cuts, but was bruised. Charlie was bruised pretty badly, bu t n o one had any bones broken. They had all been stunned for a while. W e cou ldn't see the baby any place. The wagon was turned bottom side up a t th e end of the dugway where the horses had stopped, and I went down t o look . The spring seat was lying between us. They turned over the wago n whic h have been bottom side up, and they're laid the baby. He must hav e bee n stunned, because he wasn't making any noise. When they picked hi m up, h e was apparently all right.
I couldn't understand how it all happened like it did without killing so m e of us and how the children were all thrown out of the wagon befor e I wa s. Even Charlie, who was on the seat beside me, was thrown out bef ore I w as, and the other three were way back on the road. They must hav e been th rown so quickly, and I was thankful that we were all alive. I d idn't real ize then how badly I was hurt.
Edson, my little 10 year old boy, went down to where the horses and wag o n were and took one of the horses out of the harnesses and road to tow n f or help. Charlie stayed with me and the other children. He seem to re aliz e my condition more than the others. It's and found Bridge Pierce, a nd br other Pierce got Ernest truly. They put a card in their wagon and c ame af ter us.
On arriving to where we were, they put the cot on the ground beside me , a nd the two men Lifted Me on the cot. Everything went black before me , an d I didn't realize anything for a few minutes. As there wasn't a hos pita l or doctor in our town, Bridge Pierce said that he would take me t o hi s place. They said, we have more room than you, and we can take car e of h er and the children. They took care of the children's wounds and w anted t o send to Casey Grandy's for the doctor. I didn't want the doctor , becaus e I didn't like him, and I didn't have any faith that the docto r could d o me any good I told them to send for Apostle Cowley, and Apost le Taylo r was not at home.
Apostle Kelly came and brought another Elder with him, and the anointe d m e with oil and administered to me. I felt that I was going to be heal ed , although I had no use of my body from my waist down. I believe tha t I c ould be healed through faith and prayers. I could not be moved of f my bac k for days. Some of the people insisted on sending for the docto r, bu t I told him that the doctor couldn't do me any good. I told them j ust t o pray for me and have the elders come.
Rodent and Roxy Taylor surely worked Faithfully with me. Thanks I wash e d my body with oil and would kneel down and pray for me. I told Jenn y t o write to her daddy but not to tell him how badly I was hurt, becau s e I didn't want him to worry about me. But he got the town paper, an d h e said he just walked the floor and expected everyday to get a telegr am t o come home.
I never saw more charitable people than Apostle Taylor's folks. They to o k me and my family to their home and cared for us. Jenny was staying a t B ridge pierces, because they had her come there to stay. She and pear l hel ped with the children and the work.
In about 3 weeks I got so I could be raised up in bed and can turn o n m y side. Then I began to worry about my home and everything. The boy s ha d turned out the cows and calves and had the neighbors look after th e pig s and chickens. I talked it over with the Taylor women and told the m i f I could be taken home, the boys and girls could be there to pick th e fr uit and take care of things, and I would feel better about it. The y talke d it over with some of the folks and decided that if they could g et a nur se to take care of me, they would let me go home. Finally, the d ay came f or me to go home. They hired Grandma Hardy to go and take car e of me unti l I was able to get up and wait on myself. The Taylor's woul dn't take a t hing for what they had done for me.
I had to keep the children out of school until the fruit and corn was ga t hered. By the time everything was done,I was able to take care of mysel f . Jenny and pearl went back to their boarding places, and the boys wan t t o school a lot of the time. They had to get up early to milk their co ws a nd feed the pigs. They usually walk 3 miles to school.
When I get ready to go to town again, I was so scared of a horse, that e v ery time they switched their tail, I thought they were going to run awa y . Charlie was a High Life little fellow and like to crack the whip an d ma ke the horses run. I didn't enjoy sitting behind the horses when the y wer e running. I felt like I couldn't live out on the ranch and go bac k and f orth like I had done, so I found a house that I could rent quit e reasonab ly and we moved into town. Then I had all my children at home . Now they c ould attend primary and mutual as well as school. We took ou r chickens an d pigs and a couple of cows. It was such a pleasure to hav e the childre n all home, and they could get to school without such an ef fort now. Some times they were late in spite of all I could do. And the n sometimes the y would get discouraged and play truant.
Now the time began to draw near when Daddy would be home, and shortly af t er we receive the letter telling about his release. He arrived home ju s t two years from the time he left, the middle of January 1908. Oh, wh a t a happy meeting. When we drove up to the house after picking him up , Je nny was standing in the door and he asked who she was. He didn't kno w he r because she had grown so much. He said it made him have a funny fe elin g not to know his own daughter. She had grown to be a young lady whi le h e was gone.
After a week or so, he began to make preparations to go back to the ranc h . I suggested that he take married to the ranch for a change and tha t I b elieve I had served my term out on the ranch. Of course, I knew tha t he w ould have to spend most of his time out there, as he always had do ne, bu t I had schooled my feelings until I was able to take the situatio n. Mar y hardly like the idea of going to the ranch, but she did. John st ayed i n town with me and went to school. I moved into Mary's house. Mar y staye d on the ranch one year. They would have moved into town and ren t a plac e each winter.
The next summer after Charles return from his mission oh, he started t o b uild a house for me. The men were working on the foundation, and he w as h auling the material and putting it on the ground. Daddy was very luc ky an d taking up his old job that he had before he left to go on his mis sion . This job was shipping fruit. He would buy it and sell our own. Eve rythi ng in town just seemed to Boom. So many new homes were being built , som e of them almost mansions, and we partook of The Same Spirit.
In February of 1909 a baby girl was born to us. She was born on Valentin e 's Day, and we called her Marva. When the house began to grow, one of d ad dy's friends came along and said, well, Charles, I am afraid you hav e bit ten off mor | Hansen, Anna Catherine (I161469)
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I entered the Provo MTC on March 3, 1993 headed for the New York Rochest e r mission. Bucky had already gone in the MTC headed for the Dominican R ep ublic, and so had our cousin, Matthew John Alder, headed for Texas . 3 cou sins in the MTC at the same time. Is it any wonder Grandpa chos e this mom ent to return to his heavenly home? I remember that Bucky an d I were mor e than a little worried about leaving because we had each do ne significan t amounts of tending Grandpa for Mom and Grandma, and wer e worried that M om wouldn't get a break with us gone. But we went with f aith that everyth ing would turn out okay. March 14, Sunday, I receive d a message that I ne eded to call home, and the news of Grandpa's deat h was quite a shock to m e. My companion, Sister Gonzales, and I went bac k to our room, and she sa t outside the room while I took some private ti me inside. I knelt down an d prayed and cried for some time. Sad that I w ouldn't be there for the fu neral, but full of faith that this was God' s will for our family. As I pr ayed, in my mind's eye, Grandpa came to me . He stood before me strong an d young, but his hair, his white beautifu l head of hair was still there . He told me that he didn't remember anyth ing about the years of senility , but that he had been told that I had co ntributed to taking care of him , and he was coming to say thank you. H e also seemed to be in a hurry, li ke there were other things he needed t o go do. And though he didn't say i t, I was given to know that his respo nsibility was to watch over Matthe w John, not Bucky nor I. It didn't bot her me, made sense that he was to w atch over his son's son, and I didn' t think to ask who would watch over m e. But he left me, and after that , I was okay. Heavenly Father knew I nee ded to hear from Grandpa, and th at experience taught me a lot about how h eaven works.
I miss you Grandpa. See you again, hopefully not soon. | Alder, Donald Benson (I313)
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I graduated from Everett High School in 1939 with an average grade o f B . I had some interest in aviation mechanics and forestry, but reall y coul dn't make up my mind what I wanted to do. Mom asked me to write do wn a li st of all of the occupations I could think of and then cross ou t thos e I didn't want. I did this and she later reminded me that I firs t crosse d out Lawyer with the comment "I don't like to argue with peopl e so tha t is out".
In September of 1939 Hitler invaded Poland and World War 2 began. I volu n teered for the Air Force and was trained as a weather Forecaster. I wa s a ssigned to Air Force units in Western United States. In the Summer o f 194 2 I was assigned to the First Special Service Forces and was traine d in d emolition and paratroop jumping. In 1943 I was a Master Sgt. & wa s assign ed to Officer Candidate School in Miami Beach, Fla. On graduatio n I was a ssigned to Northwestern Canada and ended up as a Captain in th e 16th Weat her Squadron Headquarters at Edmonton, Alberta.
N. Eldon Tanner had been my school teacher in Cardston and he was now t h e Minister of Lands & Mines of the Provincial Government & also our chu rc h Branch President. I got well acquainted with him & stopped in to se e hi m as I was being reassigned home at the conclusion of the War. He ma d e a comment that greatly effected my life. He asked what I was going t o d o when I got home. I responded that I did not know, maybe I would g o int o business. He said "I have wished that I had at least a year of la w stud y, maybe just as background". He didn't tell me I should do it bu t I coul d tell he was strongly suggesting it. On my way home I thought a bout it a nd decided to go to the U of Washington and apply .
In September of 1945 I went to see the Dean of the Law School at Univ . o f Wash. He said I needed 4 years of college to get into Law School . I ha d 1 year of College while stationed in Sacramento, Ca, and a lot o f milit ary classes & some correspondence schools and all of these adde d up t o 2 years of college credit. He decided that as a Captain I shoul d have l earned something and with the war he didn't know how many studen ts woul d be applying so he said: "I will let you attend our school and w e will s ee how you do." I didn't set any records but I did get through O K and pas sed the Bar exam in 1948.
Most of my teen years were spent in Everett, Wa. This forestry centere d c ity on the edge of Puget Sound was a big change from prairie living . Sudd enly I shifted from the huge majority in religious values to the e xtrem e minority and I felt uncomfortable for a while. School routines we re lar gely the same but after school it was "now we want you to stay clo se to h ome, unless you have permission to go". This counsel was relaxe d as I go t older. Fun things were swimming team events, rifle club, woo d working a nd reading.
My father wanted to teach me how to work. We would occasionally g o t o the woods and cut wood. He bought a fertilizer business and had m e wor k there at times. On my graduating from the 9th grade he bought a s mall g as station on 33rd & Rucker that mainly sold gas & oil. He turne d over th is Shell service station to me and bought me enough gas & oil t o get star ted. I ran it for the summer months. I acquired a lot of exper ience in de aling with the public and a small amount of money. (I extende d credit t o some people and they didn't ever pay me.) The last 2 summer s of high sc hool were spent working for the Sunfreeze Ice Cream Co. Thi s was the bes t tasting job I ever had. | Duce, Wesley Knowlton (I21849)
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I Kings 22:40
1st Chapter of Matthew | Ozias (I15076)
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I thought she died of cancer. It wasn't cancer, it was a very sore throa t . Her glands were swollen. The doctor was called to examine her. He to l d my parents since the neighbors had scarlet fever she should be vaccin at ed against it. My dad said no because when his cattle were sick he wou ldn 't vacinate them. But the doctor was so sure she would get the diseas e an d die that they allowed him to give the vaccination. She never recov ered . Olive said she can still rememberer Mother and Dad lying on the co uch h olding each other and crying.
Mom had Fay's childhood dishes and kept them in the buffet where I cou l d look at them. I asked if I could play with them, but Mother would no t l et me. I was sure Fay would not mind if I played with them. I now hav e th em in my buffet. I crocheted a little doily that Iput under them . I als o have her baby cup.
Olive said she was the fairest of the children with tiny features and c u rly hair.
The farmers would help each other with the harvesting of the grain an d i t was Dad's turn to have the help. They had been working all day outs id e in the heat. It was a dusty, dirty job. Mother called them in for di nne r (the noon meal). She set a big pail of water for them to wash in ou tsid e. Fay loved this time as she'd take their hats and hide them and la ugh a s they tried to find them. She used to tease the men a lot .
Dad would tell me how Fay would follow him around a lot as he worked out s ide. One day he heard her callling, really she was yelling for him. H e st opped his work to go find her. She had her head stuck between two fe nce p oles and couldn't get out. Dad went over and showed her how to ge t her he ad through. He laughed when he told me this story .
One day Mother asked her where she had been. "Oh, not very far. Just t o W yoming." Dad had taken her to the pond for a horse ride. | Greaves, Fay Maurine (I21989)
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I was born May 3, 1914 at Soda Springs, Idaho. I was the firstborn of e i ght children, four boys and four girls. We were nurtured by a most wor th y father and mother, active and faithful in the Lord's true church an d ev er striving to keep his commandments. My early recollections are o f livi ng on the dry farm north of Soda Springs. There, father grew dr y grain a nd also ran a her of milk cows These were hard times and mone y was scarc e. In the spring when the sheep were lambing we would visi t the herds an d pick up the bum lambs, these were lambs, which were orph ans or could no t be fed by their mothers. We would feed them with bottl e and nipple unt il we could teach them to drink. We would usually get a bout 30 or 40 eac h year and then market them in the fall. This was anot her source of inco me. I remember going out to gather mushrooms afte r a rainstorm; they wer e often as large as four inches in diameter and s ilky-white on top. The y were generally found in sagebrush areas, quit e plentiful and we would g et them by the burlap sackful. They were deli cious cooked in homemade bu tter; I can almost taste them as I remember . Father also got some roadw ork in the country; mostly horses, scrapper s, and wagons built roads in t hose days. No heavy equipment as we use d today. Father soon decided t o leave the dry farm and to seek better o pportunities.
It was about this time that I started school, living with my grandfath e r and grandmother in Soda Springs. The rest of the family, living at G re y Lake where there were no schools. Father was not engaged in runni n g a mail route from Grey Lakes to Henry and back. It had to be done b y h orse and sleigh and when the spring entered, by boat, one horse pulli ng t he boat. I spent two winters in Soda with my grandparents. I atten ded C entral High about 6 or 8 miles south of Thatcher where I graduate d from h igh school. Shortly after we moved to Thatcher I was privilege d to hav e a B flat alto saxophone, which I finally learned to play, enjo ying ver y much, playing in the high school and doing some solo work, m y mother ac companying me on the piano. I also played football at Centra l High, whic h I enjoyed.
I was fourteen years old when I started mechanical work, repairing far m m achinery and automobiles. My father encouraged me all the time and t houg ht I could do anything. I have followed this vocation through the y ear s and have enjoyed much success in this field.
In the fall of 1932 I went to school at the University of Idaho, majori n g in mechanical engineering. I was able to attend two semesters finish in g in the spring of 1933. Later that summer, we moved to Lehi, and tha t e nded my formal education.
We always had a herd of 6 milk cows which was our major way of making mo n ey. We decided to ship them by rail to Lehi, but could not afford to s hi p the horses. It was decided that I would ride saddle horse and driv e th e others, a distance of 225 miles. It required the better part of f our d ays. I would go so far and then make arrangements along the way fo r some one to feed the horses and put me up for the night. The people we re mos t generous and in some cases, would not even accept pay for thei r courtes y. This was an interesting experience and one that I will neve r forget.
There were lots of pretty girls in Lehi, after courting Delia Street f o r six months we were finally married September 1934. We had a most rew ar ding marriage and a family of eight children.
After Joyce was born, I was called on a mission to California and left J a nuary 1938 for Brawley where I spent the first four months of my missio n . I then spent some two months at Beaumont at which time Delia joine d m e and we were transferred to San Jacinto. We labored there togethe r fo r six months. Delia was then released to go home and gave birth t o our f irst boy, Wendell Blaine. While Delia was in the mission field m y parent s cared for our children for which we were most grateful. Whil e in San J acinto we rented an apartment from a Seventh Day Adventist cou ple. The y were very good people and we got along well, I helped them ca re for the ir garden and they helped us with food. They tried very har d to conver t us and had the elders of their church come over and invite d us to hea r them. I learned much about their church which only strengt hened my tes timony. It is most satisfying to be affiliated with the tru e church an d to know that all other movements are man-made and have noth ing to offer . My testimony of the truthfulness of the gospel and the re storation i s solid and unwavering. I fear not the ideas of men knowin g that if the y do not harmonize with gospel truths, they must eventuall y come to naugh t.
Some would question my going on a mission after being married and havi n g two children, leaving my wife for 6 months and then serving another y ea r after she was released to come home. I have no regrets in this are a an d have ever been grateful that I was given the courage to do the sam e. O ur Heavenly Father has been very good to me and I will ever be inde bted t o Him for His many blessings.
It had been my privilege to be active in the church all of my life, whi c h brings me great joy and happiness. I know that the gospel is true a n d that it should have our first and total commitment no matter how har d w e try to live it we can never repay our Heavenly Father and our elde r bro ther, Jesus Christ for their goodness and sacrifice in our behalf.
My blessings and joys are great; I have also had some sorrow and disappo i ntment in my life. The gospel has brought comfort and joy unspeakabl e i n facing these situations.
Our eldest daughter Colleen, who had been in and out of the LDS Hospit a l for six months, died October 10, 1962 after giving birth to her thir d c hild. Her suffering was extreme and how she stood can only be becaus e he r great faith. I think we made her suffer too long not wanting to s ee he r go. However, after giving her a blessing pleading with the Lor d that H is will be done and not wanting her to suffer longer she passe d within th e hour. In the fall of '66, a bad wreck at the point of th e mountain too k Blaine, our eldest son, Todd a grandson, Shirley, a daug hter, and her h usband, Henry Havilla.
I am most grateful that they were good and worthy children married in t h e temple. I fully expect that at some future day we shall all be unit e d as one great family, striving to be fully worthy of our Heavenly Fath er 's wondrous blessing that as an eternal family to live in his presence .
It has been my privilege to be blessed with a choice and loving companio n . Through the years we have rejoiced in each other and faced our joy s an d sorrows together. Our Heavenly Father has been good to us and w e lov e and appreciate him and hope to be worthy to regain his presence a nd fee l comfortable there. | Skinner, John Wendell (I124229)
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I wrote a letter to Mrs. Darrel Wold asking if she had any informatio n o n my Henry Franklin Spidell family. This is the letter I received bac k fr om her.
Riverdale, Idaho
Jan. 17, 1977
Dear Brenda,
I began this letter sometime ago as you can see, but I am an installme n t writer. Any way, I had shoulder surgery the end of Jan. and just no t ab le to write much yet. I checked the Riverdale Cemetery records thoro ughl y & could find no Spidell buried here. The only place it appeared i n th e records is a boy 2 months old born in 1891 abt. He was Earnest Nel son s on of Thomas W. R. & Minnie Spidell Nelson.
I went to see my uncle James (Jimmy) Woolf, who is 94, will be 95 in M a y and took down what he told me of the Spidell family. He has lived he r e since 1880's.
The Spidells, Frank & Pop, bought a farm at the foot of the old dugwa y a t the West end of Riverdale. He never knew what Mrs. Spidells name wa s, t hey called her Pop. I said the name Spi'dell and he said in those da ys th ey said it Spy'dle. He could remember some of the family, Henry, Re uben , Paul, Ira, Clyde, Minnie and Bessie. He went to school with Clyd e and I ra. (Jimmy was 8 yrs. old in 1890). One son was killed in a railr oad acci dent at work, in Bear Lake-Montpelier area. He thought that thi s man's wi dow later married another of the Spidell boys. He said the fam ily moved t o Rupert or American Falls area when they left Riverdale. Th e last he rem embered, Reuben was with the police or sheriffs force up th ere in Am. Fal ls he thought.
Clyde settled in Gentile Valley area, (Thatcher, Cleveland, Grace etc. ) I ra settled in Downey for a time. A Mr. Wright married one of the girl s. H e was a school teacher. He couldn't remember her name for certain, m ayb e Bessie.
Minnie married Tom Nelson, he told me but he didn't remember the baby b o y was buried up here. He (Jimmy) would have been only 7 yrs. then.
This Uncle Jimmy of ours has a remarkable memory and I'd be intereste d i n knowing how much of this he remembered from his youth is correct.
He also related one story about Mr. Spidell, the father, Frank, that h e r emembers.
Frank, having a prominent nose always said that if he ever met a man w h o has a bigger nose than mine, I'll give him my pocket knife & would sh o w them his favorite pocket knife. One day at the Franklin Grain Mil l a gr oup of men were talking when a stranger with a very prominent nos e walke d in. Frank took out his knife walked up to him and handed it t o the stra nger, who said "What's this for?" When told it was because h e had the big gest nose in the valley he tried to give it back as he didn 't agree. Fran k wouldn't take it, though. He insisted the man keep it. " I keep my wor d & yours is bigger than mine so that knife is yours unti l you find a ma n with a bigger now!"
I don't know if you like this story but I would like to know little thin g s about my grandparents & I enjoyed it and it is a true incident.
I hop you received information abut the burial place of Paul Spidell (w a s that the one?) sooner than I'm sending this to you.
A member of the C. Richard Choules family (a daughter-in-law remarried ) R adia Bell, still owns the home where Spidell's lived but not much o f th e farm.
(Zera Wold 62 but still kicking)
Sincerely
Mrs. Darrel Wold
Pt. 2 Box 413
Preston, Idaho 83263 | Spidell, Henry Franklin (I165096)
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I'm the granddaughter of Eve Lynn Southern, Selena's youngest daughte r . My grandma always told us stories of her mother. But one I'll neve r f orget is after my grandma, Eve, was born people didn't think Selena w oul d be able to take care of another baby because she was blind. I thin k i t was Eve's aunt who sat on the porch of Selena's house and made sur e n o one came in to take that new baby. My family is full of strong, ama zin g women who inspired me that no matter what our trials are we can d o anyt hing! You could feel of Eve's love for her mother with every memo ry sh e shared of her. | Giles, Salena Marilla (I262)
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I, Beulah Fisher Marz, was born in Salt Lake City, Utah, on 27 April 192 9 . I was the fifth child born to Albert Hyrum Fisher and Alta Jane Becks tr and Fisher. My brothers and sisters are: Lela, born 1917; Carol, bor n 191 9; Wanda, born 1922; Albert LeRoy, born 1925 and Joseph Gerald, bor n 1933 .
My parents bought a home in Salt Lake City in March 1929 and on 27 Apr i l 1929, I was born. It was the family home until after my parents bot h di ed in 1973, and a few years later it was sold. I attended kindergart en an d part of first grade at Forest Elementary School and grades one th roug h six at Columbus Elementary School in Salt Lake City. I attended Ir vin g Junior High School and graduated from South High School in 1946 . I too k some classes in the Oxnard Junior College system in California , durin g the 1970 and 1980's, not working towards a degree.
I married William Charles Marz on Wednesday, 19 September 1951, in the S a lt Lake LDS Temple after his return from the Netherlands Mission. We be ca me engaged in January 1949, and Bill left on his mission in March 1949 . H e returned to Salt Lake City on 6 September 1951, and after the happ y reu nion, it was decided that the marriage was meant to be, so the wedd ing re ception invitations were mailed (having already been previously ad dressed ). It was a long two and one-half years of waiting, but I kept my self ver y busy with both work and church activities. The morning of 20 S eptembe r 1951, Bill enrolled at the University of Utah to complete his u niversit y training. As a result, our honeymoon was spent attending the U tah Stat e Fair that weekend. The following June after spring semester, w e had a d elayed honeymoon to Salt Francisco and Los Angeles. We had a wo nderful ti me and remember driving through the Camarillo area and express ing how nic e it would be to live there. Little did we know that some fou rteen year s later, we would move to Camarillo.
I was employed as a secretary for approximately 40 years and retired i n A pril 1994. From 1976 through 1994, I held the position of office mana ge r at Pacific Materials Laboratory, Inc. of Camarillo, California, civi l e ngineers specializing in soils engineering and geology for the buildi ng i ndustry. Prior to 1976, I worked in the offices of Dr. James Freelan d an d Dr. Ray Linford. I was employed in the office of Wasatch Dry Clean ers o f Salt Lake City from 1946 through 1961 until Bill obtained a posit ion a s advertising manager for a machinery manufacturing firm and we mov ed t o St. Louis, Missouri.
Bill majored in advertising art at the University of Utah. Upon graduati o n in 1954, he worked for his father, William J. Marz, at the Wasatch D r y Cleaners. On 25 March 1953, Charlyn was the first child to arrive o n th e scene, followed by Steven William Marz on 17 August 1955 and Jeffr ey Ch arles Marz on 14 October 1958. All were born at Cottonwood Maternit y Hosp ital in Murray, Utah, where Emery Argyle was the attending physici an. I n September 1961, we moved to St. Louis, Missouri, where Daniel Sco tt Mar z was born at Jewish Hospital on 7 February 1962. Because he was b orn a t Jewish Hospital and my doctor was a fine Jewish doctor, Melvin Sc hwartz , we decided to give him a good Old Testament name, and thought Da niel so unded great. We would, in a teasing way, say that he was named Da niel bec ause he was in a "lion's den" with older siblings. Also, Danny p roved t o be a typical Missourian - the "show me" state. In 1961, Bill ob tained e mployment as advertising manager for a machinery manufacturer i n St. Loui s, Missouri. The company built dry cleaning machinery with a n internation al market. This gave Bill the opportunity to work in the fi eld of his cho ice. In the spring of 1964, we were transferred to Waco, T exas, at whic h time Bill was elected president of Imperial Products, th e marketing por tion of the parent company, Hammond Industries. In 1965 , the opportunit y came for him to join Ajax Machinery Company of Salt La ke City as the We st Coast Sales Manager requiring relocating in Californ ia. His position s working in Missouri, Texas and California gave Bill mu ch opportunity t o travel throughout the United States and in so doing me t many new friend s. Through activity in the California State Fabricare O rganization, bot h Bill and Beulah had the opportunity to meet many new f riends and Bill a ssisted whenever possible serving on professional commi ttees. For some 2 0 years, he wrote a monthly article relating to adverti sing and sales fo r the New Era Magazine, a dry cleaning trade magazine p ublished in Long B each with national distribution.
When our family moved to California in 1965, Bill had the option to li v e in either the San Francisco or Los Angeles areas. After searching dif fe rent areas, he chose to locate in Camarillo, a choice that was never r egr etted. Bill was determining where to take up residency and drove nort h pa st Thousand Oaks and through the Conejo Grade area of Highway 101 a s it d escends onto the Oxnard plain. The view was so beautiful that he f elt "th is is the place." He made a wise decision because it has truly be en a won derful place to live. We have made many good friends in and ou t of the ch urch and have a real feeling of family. Bill served in numero us position s in all the organizations of the church, particularly in th e priesthoo d quorums and his favorite calling, that of teaching the gosp el doctrin e class, which he taught for many years. Beulah also served i n all the or ganizations and the past ten years plus has been in the prim ary as secret ary and currently teaching the darling six-year old childre n. There has b een a mutual love affair with both teacher and child. The y are all so swe et. I also served 15 years in Relief Society as teacher , counselor and se cretary.
As of 1995, our family has grown to number 13 grandchildren and two grea t -grandchildren. Charlyn and John Parker has three children and two gran dc hildren. Steven and Suzanne had one daughter and Jeff and Elaine are p are nts of nine children. Daniel is currently unmarried and is living i n Lanc aster, California.
The low point in all our lives was on 25 August 1994, when our husband , f ather, grandfather and great-grandfather, William C. (Bill) Marz, die d i n an automobile crash. It was a tragic event and one that will neve r be f ully understood. We miss him dearly, but pray that he is in bette r hand s than ever. He was buried at the Conejo Mountain Memorial Park wi th a be autiful view of our wonderful productive valley, surrounding moun tains an d view of the Pacific Ocean--a place that Bill had come to trul y love.
[Beulah spent the next twelve years as an independent woman before falli n g in love with, and marrying Guy E. Lester, one of the kindest men on e ar th. They spent an incredible twelve years together. Guy made Beulah’ s gol den years truly happy. He is loved and appreciated by her entire fa mily.
Beulah Fisher Marz Lester returned home to her Heavenly Father on 8 Dece m ber 2017 at the age of 88.] | Fisher, Beulah (I34579)
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Ida Lorene McKee was the third child of David Daniel and Emily Ann Gil e s McKee. She was born 28 May 1893 in Holden Utah. Six months later sh e di ed on 28 November 1893. | McKee, Ida Lorene (I231)
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If you’re reading this, that means that I have passed on to Paradise whe r e I am now in the arms of my darling once again, Earl E. Backus, who m I m et and fell in love with, then married on November 23, 1948. This u nion b rought into this world our daughters Carol (LaMar) Beardall; Gai l (Richar d) Tolley; Kathryn (Steve VanMeter) DeSantis; and our son Dunca n (Meg) Ba ckus. On January 7, 1953 we were sealed in the Salt Lake Templ e of the Ch urch of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, thus we became a n eternal fami ly which brought us great joy and happiness. The result wa s 14 grandchild ren and 31 great grandchildren. I love and treasure ever y one. I was bor n the only daughter to Jean Urie and Charles E. Duncan o n April 24, 192 9 in Provo, UT. I had three brothers, who spoiled, love d and watched ove r me all their lives: Faust (Kurt); Homer (Chuck) and W illiam (Bill) Dunc an. They were such buddies. Earl and I served in the P rovo Mission, inclu ding being guides in the beautiful Provo Tabernacle w hich I loved dearl y and led me to write a book about that historical bui lding. I loved thi s building, because as a young girl I grew up in Prov o and this was a gre at part of my memories. I was very proud of my ances try and did a lot o f research into who I was. This resulted in a great s urprise to find ou t my relationship to both the people of Southern Uta h and Arkansas, and t heir history with the Mountain Meadows Massacre. Th is research resulted i n a book; Mountain Meadows Witness, which tells no t only of the tragedy a nd sorrow of that story, but of the love and grea t sacrifice of those pio neers. In my book; Through Bonds of Love, I reco rded the best I could o f those relationships.
Funeral to be held Saturday, October 31, 2015 at 11:00 a.m. in the (Or e m 4th Ward 50 S. 800 E. Orem, Utah). Friends may call from 9:00 – 10:3 0 a .m. prior to services. My final resting place will be in the Moroni C it y Cemetery, next to my Earl, graveside dedication 3:00 p.m.
It is important to me to close with my testimony of my Savior Jesus Chri s t; I know that He lives and that He loves each and every one of us. H e de sires all of us to return to the presence of our Heavenly Father, af ter a ll, that’s why He came and sacrificed Himself for us. Let my famil y kno w how much I love them. I wanted to tell every one of them that, bu t tim e ran out and I was called home.
The family would like to thank the nurses and staff of the Timpanogos Ho s pital who took such loving care of Mom.
Obituary from Rasmussen Mortuary. | Duncan, Anna Jean (I146849)
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Illegitimate Child | Sinclair, Elizabeth (I168176)
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Immigrated from England to Boston mass and later moved to Rhode Island . H e married twice. A Freeman of Boston 5 May 1636. Protested agains t th e strict code of the Pilgrim Clergy as a result was banished in 163 8 an d went to Rhode Island. Again made Freeman of the City. | Carder, Richard (I30058)
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Immigrated to America with William Penn's colonists. Came with his wif e , Margaret Symm, and his two younger children, Samuel and Sarah.His tw o o lder children, Allen and Susanna, immigrated to Maryland at an earlie r da te than Allen, Sr. Allen and Margaret are both buried,perhaps on the ir pl antation in Upper Providence Township, or in the nearby Sandy Ban k Gravey ard (Friends', founded in 1690) on Providence Great Road, now i n the Boro ugh of Media, PA. Allen Robinett, the first of his surname t o settle in P A, and the first American ancestor of nearly all the presen t-day people b earing variants of his patronymic in the United States an d Canada. Willia m Robinette Smith: Allen Robinette bought 250 acres of l and from Wm. Pen n in 1681 (21-22Mar deeds of lease and release). Lande d in Philadelphia i n 1682 and settled in Upper Providence Township. Ches ter (now Delaware) C ounty at the site of present day Media, PA. He die d in 1694, according t o a will, left four children. Three common spellin gs: Robinett, Robinett e and Robnett have been found. One branch of the f amily said the e was ad ded to make the name look French.
Allen was married on 29 September 1653 to Margaret Symm at the churc h o f St. Mary Aldermanbury in London, England. Allen
and his family came to America in 1682 to the Pennsylvania Colony of Wil l iam Penn. Margaret preceded
her husband in death, and both are buried either on their plantation o r i n the nearby Sandy Bank
(Quaker/Friends) Cemetery founded in 1690 on Providence Great Road whi c h is now in the Borough of
Media in Pennsylvania. Allen is neither the first nor the only Robinet t t o migrate to America in the 17th
century. There are records of three Robinett’s in the Jamestown Colon y o f Virginia and two in Maryland.
However, Allen is the only one who left known descendants in the America ’ s. Mr. James M. Robinett, a
former historian for the Robinett Family Association of America suppli e d this information. His uncle,
Allin Paul Robinett, the subject of the special dedication above, bega n c ompiling data on Allen and
Margaret (Symm) Robinett in 1894. Allin’s work forms the basis of the Ro b inett Family Association. We
are deeply grateful and indebted to Allin and James ‘Jim’ for their ma n y years of research on the
Robinett/Robinette/Robnett family. | Robinette, Allen (I170387)
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Immigrated to Britain | King Brwt (I15318)
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Immigrated with wife from Odham England on 12 March 1854. Detained in L i verpool until 8 April 1854 and came to the US on the ship called "Marsh fi eld"
John Nield
Journal Extracts 1852-1888
Millard County, Utah Territory, United States of Americ a
By Rosa Lee Nield Staiger
28 Apr 2015
I have re-typed this history from a typed copy I received from my aunt , B erniece Nield Miller Harrop. I do not have access to the original jo urna l pages and cannot account for accuracy. I believe there are some e rror s in dates, spelling, punctuation, etc. I do not know if the error s wer e made by John Nield, or by the person who typed the copy I worke d from . I added the information placed in brackets for my own clarifica tion.
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Extracts from the journal of John Nield, son of Luke and Martha Wild Nie l d, of Millard County, Territory of Utah, 1852 to 1888. [John was the fa th er of Thomas Taylor Nield, who was the father of Percy LaVell Nield, w h o was the father of Ralph Percy Nield. ]
I, John Nield was born at No. 13 Greengate Street, Oldham, Lancashire, E n gland on the 23rd day of February A.D. 1834. My parents were hard worki n g and honest people. They succeeded in giving me a little learning in t h e common branches of education and raising me in love and fear of the L or d for which I feel very thankful. Thank God for the general good healt h a ll my days. Can say that through the period of 18 yrs, 6 months, an d 5 da ys, I have not lost one day's labor, neither have I ever lacked br ead .
My father, Luke Nield, was the son of John Nield, the son of William Nie l d, the son of Isaac Nield (?). My mother, Martha Wild, was the daughte r o f Benjamin Wild. My father was born 1796, Oct. 30 and began to wor k i n a cotton mill at 5 yrs. of age. In the year 1842 (or 1843) he firs t hea rd the gospel and the same year became a Latter Day Saint and i n a shor t time was ordained a Priest and began to preach, which brough t much pers ecution as well as joy and peace.
He [my father Luke] names several cases of the healing power of God in h i s journal. A few cases which came under my observation I will mention h er e. My mother was baptized the same year, 1842 (or 1843), previous to w hic h she had complained much of pain in one leg. It got worse and becam e inf lamed, swelled and was so painful that it made her scream to have a ny thi ng touch it. It was a very bad leg. At her request father anointe d it wit h consecrated oil in the name of the Lord Jesus, laid his hand u pon her h ead and rebuked the disease and before his hands were removed s he said "i t is gone." From that time the leg became perfectly well. Abou t the sam e time my sister Alice, not in the Church, in fact too young fo r that, wa s healed by the same means, of a sort of fit which drew her ey es badly an d her head about half around; began to amend at once, slept w ell, and nex t morning was perfectly well. The same year I was sick and t he only sickn ess I can remember in the 18 years named above. I had a fev er of some kin d and was very poorly indeed and could not bear up; not th en baptized. Fa ther asked me if I had read in the New Testament of Jesu s Christ and hi s apostles doing good and healing the sick, etc., and i f I believed tha t the same power was on the earth now. I remembered th e cases just name d and answered "1 do believe." He said "So do I" and la id his hands upo n me in the name of Jesus Christ and I was healed perfec tly the same hour . After that if ever I became sick, after using simpl e means, if not cure d, I have faith to be healed by the said ordinance m eans. I retain the sa me faith yet and have never been under the hands o f a doctor to this tim e now, 1888. Thank and praise the Lord forever. Th e same may be said of o ur family who have obeyed the Gospel with the sli ght exception of the dea fness of my brother Joseph N. Nield who has bee n hard of hearing as lon g as I can remember and will remain so, for whic h I cannot account. He ha s been administered to and, as far as I can rem ember, with benefit, but s eems to get about the same again. My sister Re becca, who never joined th e Church, had sickness and doctors in proporti on. Let this suffice here . I know the power of God is here and that thes e gifts and others are wit h his people. I enjoy several of them myself .
My father baptized Joseph, Alice and myself. All were confirmed about t h e time of baptism. Joseph M. Nield - Nov. 18 1844. Alice Nield - Jan. 2 3 , 1847. John Nield - June 21, 1847 .
On July 18, 1852, I was ordained to the office of Priest by my father a n d under the hands of his councilors, Joseph and John Whitehead. From th i s time till 1854 I continued to bear testimony to the people that God h a d restored the New and Everlasting Gospel and had raised up a prophet a n d seer in the person of Joseph Smith. When I left old England, I can s a y that during the two years that I remained in England after my ordinat io n to the Priesthood I attended an average of 5 meetings a week, and tw o f or music and self improvement or rather Mutual Improvement. Working h owev er, in a cotton ware house; packing goods for market, ten hours eac h [day ]. These same religious meetings furnished many sweet morsels to m y soul , which I never can forget. Testimonies, singing and speaking in t ongues , and prophesy will remain amongst the saints. In old Oldham, I sh all jus t name a few out of the very, very many which concern me personal ly .
Will just name here however that for many years and until my emigratio n , I was a member of the branch choir and played the violin in the same . I n conjunction with my boy companion, John Wild, conducted the Latte r Da y Saints Sunday School for two years, in which we were quite success ful . I may say that making allowances for the daily named, a little thea tr e going, sight seeing and a little for courting the girls; my whole ti m e was put in at these meetings, at home and abroad. My whole soul wa s i n the Lord's work but of course, making due allowance for nonsense an d bl unders sometimes common to poor mortals .
Oct. 3, 1852 I preached the Gospel to a good sized congregation in the h a ll of Science, Oldham. Sunday, Nov. 14, 1852 I preached at Shaw Crompto n . Sunday, Nov. 2l, 1852 in a meeting at Oldham, James Holt prophesie d o n my head as follows and more; that I should be made blessed of the L ord ; should preach the gospel to many nations; should nearly lay down m y lif e, but that I should triumph. Feb. 25, 1853, preached on the firs t princi ples of the gospel at Oldham. Sunday, March 13, 1853, attende d a weddin g at Oldham Parish church: the first in my life. Parties: Edwa rd Dalton a nd Betty Bolton. Sunday, March 19, 1853, visited the Queen Pa rk near Manc hester. March 20th hunting up genealogies with my father. Ma rch 25th atte nded a festival at Shaw. Recited "Ship on Fire" and "Cocky- Moor Snake." A lso sang 2 or 3 songs.
Friday, April 1st, President Sesfious came to our council meeting and im p arted much good instruction. The subject of our family's emigration wa s n amed for the first time.
Sunday, April 10 at the urgent request of President James Gledhill the O l dham choir attended the Haywood branch. Myself and John Wild preache d a t night and all together we had a good time. Wed., April 20th at a me etin g at Oldham I said to Sister Alice, "Be of good cheer, the Lord is p lease d with thee; listen to and obey thy parents and others who have th e righ t to council thee and thou shall be blessed indeed in this life; t hou sha lt indeed become a Mother in Israel and shalt go to the land of Z ion an d shalt be crowned with glory and eternal life in the next life. I n Jesu s name, Amen." I barely sat down when Bro. Albert Oakes arose an d confirm ed upon my head the things I have written before adding tha t I should b e a instrument in the hand of God of bringing many thousand s to a knowled ge of the truth; that although his head should become gre y with age and h e should be laid under the sod, that I should still reme mber his words a t this time to me.
Friday, June 3rd, some friends called in and I played the violin and w e h ad a little dance. Sunday, June 5th, 1853 I preached at Oldham. Preac hin g in 6 places in said town this day by the Saints. Sunday, June 19, 1 85 3 at a meeting in Temperance Hall many testimonies were borne, mine am on g the rest. The following on my head by Bro. S. Blackburn, traveling E lde r: "oh thou son of God, thou shalt become great and mighty in testimo ny , thou shalt be exalted in the Priesthood and thou shalt lay thy hand s up on the heads of many women and bless them in the name of the Lord. N eve r the less thou shalt be tried and proved. Oh, Dear Bro. John be fait hfu l and never fear. Thou shalt be locked up in prisons for the Gospel' s sak e, yet overcome. Amen."
Truly such predictions as these are calculated to stimulate one to dilig e nce, never the less I know that much depends upon myself. I am sure th e L ord will perform his part. Can I do mine ?
I must not forget to state that I married Miss Sarah Broadbent on th e 3 o f May 1853 at Prestwick Church.
By these things the reader will infer that the Saints were blessed an d s o they were. Some of the gifts were manifested all the time. Thank th e Lo rd.
About this time I attended Manchester Conference. The branches numbere d m embers as follows including officers: Manchester, 878; Totington, 241 ; Ra tcliff, 348; Nigan, 144; Stayley Bridge, 219; Oldham, 263: all in go od st anding. Orson Pratt President. Next day friend Wild and myself too k a bat h in the canal and I instructed him in the art of swimming .
July 17, 1853 I attended the wedding of Bro. Broadbent and Elizabeth Gle d hill at Oldham Church. Friend Wild and myself had a good time with the m t he next day. Nov. 20th I was at a meeting at Oldham at which we had q uit e an outpouring of the spirit of the Lord. It was said that angels ad mini stered to us although we did not see them. I shall record one more p rophe cy given upon me by Bro. Blackburn. I could give many upon myself a nd oth ers but let this suffice. "oh, thou chosen vessel of the Lord, fro m befor e the foundation of the world. Be thou faithful before the Lord t hy God , and he will bless thee with many blessings, and thou shalt be ga there d to the land of Zion and thou shalt be a blessing unto thy parent s and w hen they are become old in years and their hair is gray with ag e they wil l bless thee in the name of the Lord. And on the foundation wh ich they ha ve laid thou shalt build an holy edifice unto the name of th e Lord of hos ts and the enemy shall not have power over thee and thou sh alt live to se e the Savior come and shalt never taste death only by tran slation as Elij ah, if thou are humble and faithful. Amen "
All I fear is that I may not live near enough to God to be worthy of su c h blessings. At this time I feel to do all the good I can and injure n o o ne.
I will here insert a few verses of poetry I received from above Elder Bl a ckburn on the 16th of Nov. 1853:
Then here's to thee my bonnie Lad, be faithful to thy calling ,
Thou shalt receive a great reward while the wicked they are falling .
For the Lord has surely called thee in this last dispensation ,
To preach the Gospel so free to a crooked and perverse generation .
Thy spirit once did reside, yes, in the Heaven above .
May thou in the truth abide and gain thy brethren and sister's love .
For it is the greatest gem that man and woman can enjoy.
And it shall keep thee when troubles and trials do thee annoy .
Then be faithful dear brother, while you remain on earth ,
And many truths you shall discover before the earth receive its second b i rth.
Oft in thy company I have been, when happy I did feel .
Oh Lord preserve him from sin, my brother, even John Nield .
I sent the following response, Nov. 18th 1853 :
Cheer thee Brother Blackburn, let not thine heart despair.
The Lord who's here to help thee will save thee never fear .
That is if thou art faithful to the covenants thou hast made.
For thy blessings are conditional, yet be not thou afraid .
Although many now wish thee harm, and would thy spirit grieve,
There's many more that love thee and thee they would relieve .
And from these Babylon shores they'd have thee haste away,
That this may be thy happy lot, I ever wish and pray .
November 26th, 1853, my brother married Jane Standerling, a member of t h e Rochdale branch. They were married in the Rochdale church .
Nov. 30th a dark gloomy day. I read the "Millennial Star" and also "Hist o ry of the Mormons" by Chambers Bros. of Edinburgh; is quite favorable .
Dec. 4th attended a good meeting at Oldham: the Saints so alive to bea r t estimonies that Pres. Luke Nield had to request a chance for Elder Ty le r to speak. Although he was from Salt Lake City, who said that if one' s e yes were but quickened by the spirit a little more, we would see ange ls , for they were in our midst. At marriage, my wife and myself had emig rat ion in view and agreed to save up something each week till we had eno ug h to emigrate with. About this time we had 10 ($50.00) clear; and we n eve r lost sight of the object. Elder D. B. Dilly visited Oldham. He wa s fro m Salt Lake City and succeeded Elder P. Sesfious as Pres. of Manche ster C onference.
Sunday Dec. 19th I received a present in the shape of an ostrich egg, si z e of a young child's head, sent to me from South America by an old tim e w ork mate; Wm. Kerr now a sailor.
Dec. 25th or late 24th went with the choir to sing and playing Christm a s hymns. Had a good time.
Wed. Jan. 4th 1954 very stormy weather at Oldham snowing all day and t h e blowing snow furiously drifted to 6 feet to 9 feet high and in place s c ame to the second story of the house. Schools and factories closed ea rl y so people could get home. Railroad cars detained with passengers al l ni ght and many persons were lost.
Jan. 6th 1854. Last night I dreamed that I was in Utah. Saw Bro. Ed Stan d ering at work at a grist mill in the mountains, saw Indians and knew t h e people to be in trouble. Two years later I found the same old mill o f m y dreams in the American Fork Canyon. Questioned Bro. Standering an d foun d that he was at work and all as I have named, at the time of my d ream .
Mon. 23. [Jan 1854] [My] Brother Joseph and wife came to dine at our hou s e (Father's).
Feb. 13th [1854] Brother Dilly and Brown, Elders from Salt Lake City ca m e to our house and held meeting in the hall and had a good time indeed . O ur first child was blessed by its Grandfather Luke Nield and named Or so n William. I will just remark that my wife and I had taken the child a n d blessed and named it before going to the meeting. I deem it a privile g e of a father and I attended to it .
Feb. 15th held an argument on Mormonism with Thos. Lees and Ed Wrigl y o f Green Bank Mils. Although they are men of education and older tha n I wa s, I was not daunted in the least and think I came off in flying c olors . They said I must meet with their minister .
I will here insert some lines that I composed on the birth [8 Dec 1853 ] o f my little son [Orson William] and which I had forgotten till now :
Thou art welcome sweet infant to our humble abode.
We greet thee with joy and hail thee with love.
To see thee come here it gives us delight,
Since from the realm of the just thy spirit 's taken flight .
We gaze on thy innocence with great admiration ,
And wish thee success through this perverse generation,
That from thy infantile moments to years of manhood
Thou mayest be blessed and live to do good .
That thou mayest be mighty, most noble and brave
In saving fallen men from vile death and the grave,
And in spreading the gospel from nation to nation
And prove unto some an eternal salvation .
That the holy priesthood may be conferred upon thee,
Thou mayest be prepared thy Savior to see .
And ever be faithful, both pure and just ,
And many blessings receive when the wicked are thrust
Into outer darkness, the cells of the damned ,
And all who neglect the work of comman d
Of Jesus the Savior, the just and the fre e
Who told them repent and baptized be .
Feb. 18th 1854 I was packing some things to be ready to emigrate. Joseph ' s wife helped me. Last night in the council meeting Bro. Albert Oakes p re dicted in the name of Jesus that I should be gathered to Zion this sea son , and receive an ordination I cannot receive here and that I shall b e sen t forth to preach the gospel. My wife's breasts are very bad indeed , gath ered uncommon. I think they must break. Sunday Feb. 19th I preache d my fa rewell sermon, of course my subject [was] "The Gathering." The gr eat serm on of our lives is that of the emigration of my father and famil y. That i s to our friends. They think we are foolish. Feb. 23, 1854 is m y birthday . I am 20 years old. My wife's breasts still getting worse; pr omised to h ave it lanced if it does not break tomorrow. Breasts burst an d discharge d freely.
Feb. 26th [1854] was in conversation with two lady friends namely Fann y a nd Elizabeth Schofield at Millbottom and are relatives of my wife. Th ey a re members of the Protestant church. I bore a faithful testimony t o them . They did not gainsay but seemed to think that the religion of th eir fat her would save them. Same day attended a meeting and was ordaine d to th e office of an Elder. Same day Feb. 26 my father preached his far ewell. T estimonial read and presented to him. Mar. 4 1854 I got out a pl ace car d and program for a concert for the benefit of the choir. My wife 's breas ts still bad.
Sunday, Mar. 12th [1854] left Oldham and arrived at Liverpool to sai l i n the "R.C Johnston" on the 15th but were disappointed as the vesse l ha d been sold to the Government to go out to the Crimea with soldier s and s upplies. A lawsuit was had; we were detained for one month and th en saile d in the ship "Marshfield" on the 8th of April 1854. My wife's b reasts we re bad and had gathered again and broke so often that she had 1 4 sores i n the two breasts, but soon got well .
Our baby died [23 Apr 1854] when 2500 miles from Liverpool. This was ha r d to bear. On the water about seven weeks. Had our share of sea sicknes s . Saw some mean action on the part of some but tried to mind our own bu si ness and let others alone.
May 29th [1854] in New Orleans which I call a dirty looking place. Jun e 8 th got to Quarantine Island, 5 miles below St. Louis. Here sickness g ot s tarted among us and many died of the cholera. Stayed in St. Loui s 3 days ; were well treated by some Oldham friends; Glegg family and oth ers. Star ted up the Missouri on the 17 of June landed near Kansas City . I am sorr y to say my dear Mother [Martha Wild] took the cholera and di ed on the 2 5 of June 1854. We were very sorry indeed to lose her, but fe el to trus t in the Lord. She is laid within 11 miles of the Temple sit e in Jackso n County. Moved some 11 miles on to the prairie but did not g et a fair st art till the 23 of July, the latest company ever started acr oss the plain s to this time.
Got into Salt Lake City 24 October [1854] some over 8 months from home . O ct. 25 [1854] I started for Lehi on foot, 35 miles. Found James Taylo r an d family and other Oldham friends who treated me kindly. Bro. Taylo r brou ght his team for the folks and all got to Lehi on the 29th [Oct 18 54] .
Nov 12th had the privilege of trying my fiddle once more and was please d . I soon went to work on a threshing machine, digging potatoes and oth e r jobs. Got James Taylor's team and wagon on shares and so began to ha u l wood for winter fuel. Joined the Lehi dramatic Assn. Got some chicke n , built a pen. Jan 2nd 1855 I played the part of Coddles in "The Bottl e " and Sam in "Raising the Wind." After getting wood I spent most of m y ti me for two months reading, writing and playing my violin and with th e Dra matics, and many meetings and so passed the winter with our friends . No w tried to get work to do but people are afraid of the grass hopper s an d will not hire much.
Sunday Jan 21st heard George Albert Smith of the 12 Apostles preach. W a s pleased. The Dramatic Assn. played "All's Not Gold that Glitters" an d " Irish Tutor." Rehearsed "The Honeymoon." Sold my rifle for 200 lbs fl ou r and 6 bu potatoes and felt myself rich. Concluded to quit paying ren t a nd commenced a cellar on Ed. Standering's lot. Played in "The Rough D iamo nd."
Feb 13th [1855] my father married a widow named Mrs. Ann Weeks. Took u s s ome land and began to fence it. Played the part of Jimmy Twicher in " Th e Golden Farmer."
Got [moved] into my cellar on March 12th 1855. Was now in my own home wi t h no rent to pay for the first time. This was just 12 months from the t im e of leaving home at Oldham. We fixed things up the best we could an d b y that time I had made some crude furniture, chairs, table etc amongs t wh ich was a bed with but one leg; this by placing both ends in the wal l bu t if you should want to fix one of the kind you should wait on me fo r fur ther instructions. These were the times in which to do for yoursel f or i t went undone. Took part in the plays "The Jacobite" and "Boots o f the Sw an" and soon after in "Speed the Plough. "
April 12th [1855] Bro. Wm. H. Stott came to our house and did some plowi n g for me. I took the Lead in the play "Paul Pry." "Irish Tutor" was al s o performed. Took part of Dick Devlish in "Priest Craft in Dungeon. "
Sunday May 6th [1855] grasshoppers rampant. Taking everything green. Loo k s bad for us. This day I read some in "Aristotle's Masterpiece" and pla ye d on the violin.
Sunday May 20th [1855] I spoke in public meeting for the first time in L e hi. Told what I thought of Lehi and its inhabitants. Thos. Taylor was s el ected Pres. of the Lehi Dramatic Assn. I was made Secretary, in plac e o f James Harwood. I realize that I am at a great disadvantage about ma kin g a living in this country in having no team, wagon or cow. I depen d almo st wholly on what I can do with spade and ax. Lorenzo Hatch 1st Co uncilo r to Bishop Dan. O. Evans talked today about the poor and said the y mus t be fed. He said "We will fast one day in two weeks or in one wee k for t hem if needed, in fact we must live together if we live, and if w e fail w e must sink together." I believe him to be a very good man, hav e worked f or him and find him so.
Monday May 21st. Took some women's finery and offered to trade for a co w . Believe I shall get one, from the family of Joseph Skeen, a High Prie st .
Once again July 7th we had not a thing to eat. My wife took the last ce n t we had in the world and bought from Sister Collett 25 cents worth o f ba rley bran. We made mush, begged some milk and afterwards I did a goo d day s work on the fort wall. About this time a Brother Brown, whose dau ghte r the Bishop's son has married, got so weak he could not walk. Bisho p sai d this is enough, we must have some beef. He called for volunteer s to fur nish beeves as needed to be paid for after harvest, if we have a ny. No vo lunteers. Bishop called on men to drive up a good beef when nee ded, tak e marks and brand and keep a record etc., no matter who owned th e animal . This worked well, and we had many volunteers now. Murdock, Hat ch, Brown , Willis and others. From this time on we had beef a plenty. Go od for th e old Bishop, the poor man's friend. God bless him forever .
July 15th David Butter offered me work to do. I told him yes if he wou l d give me bread but not otherwise .
July 18, 1855 Sunlight has burst upon us. Barley is about ripe; potatoe s , cabbage, etc. come in. The cry for bread is fainter. Thank God. Ame n an d Amen. About this time reformation was started at headquarters an d cam e down through all the wards of the Church. Faults acknowledged an d confe ssions made. Restitutions made. The people became humble and go t down t o good work in earnest and the blessing of the Lord accompanied . Rebaptis ms were general.
Mon. July 30th attended Assn. party. Supper and dance. Had a good time . I t is evident that the people will suffer for bread before the harvest , i n fact begin to feel it now. I have been two days without bread. Hav e liv ed on boiled wheat thickened with a little flour now for some time . Somet imes greens and a little milk. It is hard times sure but I try t o not com plain; and all the time looking for better times and this help s me. Hop e in me is large. Later. ....
I raised about 10 bu. of wheat. The hoppers got the rest. Cut it wit h a c ycle [sickle] and threshed it with a flail .
Oct 6th 1855 Wm. H. Stott and my sister Alice were married by Pres. B. Y o ung in Salt Lake City. (Seems to be a question here. All records show t he y were married 27 Dec. 1855.)
Oct 18th [1855] went drilling with the Nauvoo Legion .
Sunday Oct 28th [1855] Parley P. Pratt preached. Subject "Repentance. "
Oct 30th [1855] started for Salt Lake City with Thos. Taylor's team an d 2 0 bu. potatoes for tithing, intending to bring back Bro. Edward Broad ben t (brother of my wife) and his wife but they had gone north. About th is t ime Bro. Skeen agreed to take the things I offered for a cow and le t me h ave a young cow with her first calf, a heifer. I may say here howe ver tha t he tried to go back on his word on account of a quarrel with hi s wife a nd he said that she should not have the clothing I sold him. Wel l to mak e a long story short it came to a Bishop's trial. After one hear ing, Skee n, seeing that his family would witness against him, came to m e for compr omise and so I got a cow and calf after much ado .
Father came to me and said that he was not comfortable at home and fear e d that he and his wife must part. I told him my cabin was open for him . T his is not the first time that Bro. Andrews has come in the nick of t im e and relieved us, I feel, under obligations. He feels the same to u s a s we have helped him many times. His family is still back in Englan d .
I was one of 16 teachers called by Bishop Evans in Lehi. Each one to ha v e charge of a block. Our mission was to wake up ourselves, get the spir i t of the Lord and keep it. Set our families in order with ourselves, a n d then preach repentance and reformation to the people. Which we did a n d no mistake and the good work went on so that by the time the Johnsto n A rmy of 1857 was started to Utah the people were almost one unit .
Pres. J. M. Grant exhausted himself in the work of the reformation and d i ed first of De. 1856.
Dec. 21st [1856] I rebaptized 16 persons. I also reconfirmed Charles Bar n es and Byron Brown. About this time I was one of sixty that went from L eh i to work on the Cottonwood Canal calculating to float down the rock f o r the temple.
Attended April conference in 1857. Much good instruction given by Brigha m , Heber and the twelve. About this time I got a letter from my Bro. Jos ep h still back in England. He informed me that my old friend James Hol t wa s Pres. of the Oldham Branch and urged me to write Holt a letter sui tabl e to read in the Branch. I did so, but soon got a letter from Holt i nform ing me that himself and about 30 others had left the church on acco unt o f the way that tithing and donations were extracted from the people , etc . (We reproduced the plays, "The Golden Farmer" and "Rough Diamond . " )
June 4th [1857] I went to hunt Sister Taylor's oxen and found them up wh a t is called Dry Creek but now carrying a rolling stream. This circumsta nc e has a successful and rather laughable termination. I will here giv e i t for fun and, too, it might be a benefit to someone. Well the oxen w er e on the wrong side of the creek to suit me, and to go back to Taylor' s a nd up the other side would cause me 10 to 12 miles travel so I beat a bou t to find someplace to cross over, as even should I go to town and ba ck t he oxen might cross over while I was gone. Water was cold and swif t and d eep. Went up and down to find a good place to cross. Concluded t o constru ct a crude bridge by bending down some saplings and piling on b rush. I ha d as I thought, about made safe, when terrible to contemplat e my bridge w as swept away by the current and all my hopes blasted. Wel l something mus t be done. I looked at the cattle on the other side of th e creek. Oh, fo r a steady old ox. Nothing on my side but some young stoc k and some cow s and most of them as wild as deer. I started some of the m across and th e water came up over their backs and they had to swim. Qu ite out of the q uestion for me to swim such a stream and too cold. Wen t to work on anothe r bridge but soon gave it up again. I concerned [corn ered?] one of the ol d cows to cross at another place. She didn't want t o go but I induced he r to try it. In she plunged. At the moment I had a n inspiration. No soone r felt than acted on. I grabbed the tail and i n I went and quicker the n I can tell it I was on the dry land on the oth er side that I wanted. Bl essed cow, wet clothing, happy man. Laughing, j umping and shouting for ve ry joy. If someone had been at hand it is a qu estion if I had not been pu t down as a lunatic. As it was I went home re joicing. Told my wife abou t it and she helped me to another laugh and th at is all, only to say shou ld anyone who reads this have need of a cow' s tail for the same purpose j ust remember how I crossed Dry Creek and ho ld fast .
That evening [4 Jun 1857] I was ordained an apostle of the Seventies a n d a member of the 44th Quorum by Wm. Hyde and under the hands of all t h e presidency of the said quorum. Same day Sister Collett died. She w a s a good woman and helped many of the poor in Lehi during the scarcit y o f food. Bro. Thos. Taylor and I had never been on right terms sinc e a lit tle fuss we had had but we were both called to the same quorum o f Seventi es and I could hold out no longer. I inscribed to him the follo wing line s of poetry.
Although no poet, nor to rhyme so much inclined,
Yet I will for once just try that plan to ease my mind.
In the first place believe me I am glad
We again feel, act and speak, by the Spirit led.
Which blessing for some time now past we both have mutually spurned.
When I think upon the cause that led to such a state,
I do confess I'm much ashamed and do the thing most hate.
Pride in you, yet more in me; it is not small indeed
What the good folks do call spunk, why we have not got the seed
Which, like flint and steel when in contact brought, in such as you an d m e
Fire will start and brightly burn, that I can plainly see
From this out I say I'll try and govern that bright spark
Just keep it up within right bounds and covered in the dark
Till it is justly called forth by some good righteous cause
To light upon some quitly dog among our Zion foes.
But you're my friend, I want you such as I have always done
And am sorry as I've said that I ever you did shun
I love you sir and always have, since first I did you see
And I have thought and still do think, that you're not adverse to me.
My spirit seemed to link with yours, years now long ago
I thought yours was of noble birth from which mine sprang also
I looked upon you as my brother, a sight I would yet claim
As you once esteemed me, I want you do the same
Now can it be Oh do say yes, nor let the "no" have sound
For if you do it will seem too harsh, I'll turn it right around
Transpose it by a "yea" and I think it genuine
And act upon it all the same and you shall still be mine
Maybe you'll think I am a fool, this but a whim or start
Well, think it comical or romantic - still 'tis from the heart.
(Lehi, July 4th 1857, John Nield)
The next day [5 Jul 1857] I received the following in response. Lines fr o m Thos. Taylor:
Dear Friend I thank thee for thy warm confession
Mine may not be good, but truth is my profession
Thy friendship true I'm pleased and happy to enjoy
And hope and pray that nought again may ere our peace annoy.
To say we're proud and tempered very high and fine tis true
And rightly bent, by it much wholesome good may do.
But when Satan's lures, we're led in mist to vent our spleen
Good friends we'll then abuse and surely that is mean
Yet so it is, well as you say so I'm determined that I
To govern number one will so assuredly try
Now let us leave this scene, that I may here confess
I love you too, and may that love increase, ne'er grow less
Is the true prayer of every truly noble soul I know
And may they fail who any other seed would sow.
Thy confidence I'm proud to have; take mine and be my friend.
And I'll be thine, I hope to prove till life and time end,
And while eternities shall roll or immortality endure
May Israel's God be our friend, and may our acts like this be pure.
If an honest wish will do thee good, may all that's good be thine
May health and strength and peace and love around thy pathway shine
May thy posterity be numerous and increase fill thy soul
May thy portion be with Saints and Gods while endless ages roll.
Excuse my first attempt, Dear Friend, but believe it honest just and true
If there are faults I know you'll bend and place them as I would for you.
About this time, Heber C. Kimball said that the flour had been increas e d in the box and the wheat in the bin. That last fall [1856] a carefu l es timate had been made and we find now in July that there is more brea d stu ff in the valley than there was in the fall. This is done by the po wer o f God. Let the Saints rejoice. "I believe it," he said. He said th e Saint s were prompt in helping the late emigrants in last fall with men , teams , wagons and provisions, or the Saints would have perished in th e snow. T he above was a reward. Bro. Brigham said that the devil was nev er more ma d than at the present time at this reformation amongst the Sai nts, and th e unity of this people. Let him rage and the Saints rejoice . Amen .
July 19 [1857] My wife's birthday. 24 years old. The day is beautiful a n d we are well.
July 23 [1857] Fine day. I helped to hoist the Liberty pole .
July 24 [1857] We celebrated Pioneer day. We had a good time. Firing o f c annon, music procession, and a fine program at the bowery. I played t he f iddle at a dance for the first time. This 24th, Bro. Smoot arrived f rom t he East and reported that they refused to deliver our mail to him a t Inde pendence, Missouri. A fuss is sure to come. 2500 troopers are star ted ou t here. They will come and raise what they term a "Standard of Lib erty" a nd expect that enough will rally to them from amongst us to whi p out th e rest.
Our military forces were called out to drill and ordered to be on hand f o r service at anytime with wagons and four horses to each ten men, wit h ar ms, ammunition and provisions. This being done, a good deal of excit emen t was raised with some; but the people generally were cool and colle cte d and were ready to defend our liberties to the death if necessary. O rder s came for all to move from the north and go south to at least as fa r a s Provo. I got a chance to start for Fillmore. I did so. Went but a f ew m iles and because of a broken wagon returned to find my company gon e to Ec ho Canyon. I was sorry indeed. So I was detained to help keep u p supplie s and help families. I spent a miserable winter. Well, the part iculars o f the Utah War are so well known I need not say more here. Suff ice it t o say that in the spring of 1858 I moved to Fillmore, found tha t my fathe r had been called and started on a mission to the White Mounta ins .
I had a good fat steer at this time, that is before leaving Lehi. I so l d him for $15.00 in money and a pair of boots. Went to Salt Lake Cit y t o spend the money on clothing. Very scarce. We now found [we were in ] th e wants of those we had sold. The people were badly off for clothing , wag ons, teams, iron nails and etc. The army brought all these things , employ ed the people and so gave them money to buy up the army supplie s when the y left. Salvation came to the people through this army movemen t. Thank th e Lord.
I shall now [1888?] proceed to state a few facts from memory as I di d n o writing in my journal after getting to Fillmore. Father returned fr om h is mission. He had been among the Indians, helped to establish a far m fo r them, but the water failed and they had to come away. Orson Prat t and f amily were in Fillmore this summer, also George Q. Cannon, edito r of th e Deseret News. That paper was published in Fillmore till the fol ks all r eturned to their homes in the north .
I worked at farming on shares, making adobes, working very hard in Fillm o re for a year and a half. I joined the choir and helped to organize an d r un a Dramatic Association with Dutson, Kelly, Cooper, Powell and othe rs . In the winter of 1859, Brother William Hudson, an old neighbor at Le hi , but now moved to San Pete, came with his team to move us to that cou nty . We could have land and water for labor. We concluded to go with him , s o packed up and went, making my father [Luke] a present of a small ad ob e house I had built in Fillmore, which he sold for two hundred dollar s wh en he left there to come to San Pete some time after .
We got into Moroni, San Pete county, on Christmas morning and found Brot h er Hudson's family well and expecting us. We stopped till early sprin g o f 1860, and then moved up to Spring City. Hudson and I worked in th e cany on in the winter, waist deep in the snow, and terribly cold, sleep ing i n a haystack at night. I had no coat to wear that winter. I got a c ity lo t and 25 acres of farming land and a hay lot with water rights, st ill n o team or wagon. I herded stock till May and then went into an adob e yar d and made over 50,000 adobes. This summer, I earned the first tea m I eve r owned, in the shape of a yoke of oxen, paying ninety dollars i n adobe s to Samuel Aiken, the school teacher. I was proud of the oxen an d soon b ought an old wagon to match. I got along well here in 1860 and 1 861 .
In the fall [1860] James Harwood came out with goods to sell for Thoma s T aylor. Sold what he could and then proposed to leave the remainder wi th m e on commission at twelve and one-half percent. I took them into m y log c abin and so became a store keeper. In a short time Thomas Taylo r had brou ght more goods and John Schofield was a partner for me, so on e could atte nd business at home and the other haul grain to Lehi or Cam p Floyd wher e Taylor was doing business now. We carried on this way fo r some time, fo und that twelve and one-half percent would not do. Settle d up and Schofie ld went out. I tried it alone, paying Taylor's price a t Lehi and Salt Lak e City and fixing my own profits. On trade was eggs , butter, grain, etc .
No money then, but little in circulation. Went along till Taylor wen t o n his mission, I think in 1864. I had a thousand bushel of grain on h and , it being the year of high water, and we could not get out with it . Brid ges all gone from Salt Creek and other places all the way to Lehi . Many b arrels of butter I got to the Jordan River and could go no furth er. The J ordan was three miles from Lehi. The butter melted and ran ou t of the bar rels. What little was saved was soap grease. Well, I came ou t $600 in deb t. This I paid off in three years, raising wheat at 75 cent s per bushel . Kept on business till we were broken up by the Indians an d had to mov e away, having lost a good deal of stock by their raids on u s and some me n killed. By this time Taylor had returned from his missio n to England. W e moved back to Spring Town after the Indians settled an d became quiet. T he railroad came through, goods were brought in cheap a nd cooperation com menced. I was glad to sell at fifteen percent below co st to me. Result , I was way behind again.
In settling up with Taylor, I turned over my team, wagon, cattle, shee p h ouse, lot and farm, retaining a log house, my growing crops and house hol d goods. Say I, "Now you have it all." He replied that I knew what Pr esid ent Young had said in relation to men paying their debts. Say I, "Ye s, ta ke it," throwing my coat off from my back. Says he, "I did not mea n you t o do that." I said, "You said it virtually." He promptly returne d to me s ome farming utensils and other things to the amount of fifty do llars. I g ot me a city lot, moved my log cabin, got some land and with t he crop s I raised I made a new start in the world .
In July 1869 my father [Luke] died leaving me a yoke of oxen and an ol d w agon. His estate of five hundred dollars which, after all expenses we re p aid, the principal part was used for the emigration of Brother Josep h N . Nield and part of his family, wife and little boy. When they came i n , I went to Lehi and brought them to Meadow, Millard County, to which p la ce I had moved in October 1870. Worked here at farming and common labo r m ostly.
Early in 1871 they were in need of a school teacher. I concluded to tr y f or it although I had no training in this line. I obtained the place a nd f ound that I was ahead of my school in learning and concluded I coul d an d would hold my own at least. I did so. Studied the books and got al ong f ine. Liked the business, was encouraged to continue by R. L. Campbe ll, Te rritorial Superintendent, and after him by T. C. Callister. I woul d hav e gone to the university for a term at least, but found no encourag emen t from the Meadow School trustees, James Fisher, James Duncan, and E . A . Beckstand. They were not ready to bring the school to the first cla ss . They wanted to work down so I dropped out and they hired a woman . I hav e taught some since then, but their actions prevented me from pos ting u p on the system and making teaching a profession. Well, all right , all' s well that ends well.
In the spring of 1879, Bro. Joseph's three daughters came from England . T hey were accompanied by a Mr. Goddard who traveled with them all th e wa y from England. I took a team and wagon thinking to meet them at Yor k, bu t I found them at Nephi, having got along so far with Lyman Peters , an ol d friend of mine from San Pete. I found the folks feeling and loo king wel l, three fine young women, I think from 18 to 24 years of age, k indly dep osed [disposed?] and intelligent and all glad to meet us. Broth er Josep h being with them. Will say of Mr. Ben Goddard I found him to b e a smal l man, wearing spectacles, with a pale face, dark hair, and whis kers an d an open intelligent countenance. He first reminded me of a trai ned scho ol teacher or a sectarian preacher, the latter of which I find t hat he ha s been. I soon find that he is a man of more ordinary attainmen ts; a goo d penman and a good lecturer, I am favorably impressed with him . The girl s are fine. Martha Alice (Allie), Hannah, Emma Jane. We ha d a right goo d time on the way home. They are all splendid singers. I ma rk them all fo r Mormon converts in due course. I may say further that i t was not long t ill we had a wedding which the following will explain: " Territory of Utah , County of Millard and town of Meadow. March 7, 1879 . This certifies tha t on the above date Mr. Ben Goddard and Miss Marth a Alice Nield entered i nto a marriage contract before me at the residenc e of Joseph N. Nield. Jo hn Nield, Justice of the Peace. Witnesses Sara h Nield, Hannah Nield, Emm a J. Nield."
At this time [1879], my oldest son is married, that is John E. Nield , t o Jane Parker. They have one child, a little boy. I am a grandfathe r then . Funny. My oldest daughter, Hannah, is also married. Her husban d A. J. T ayson. They all started for Idaho, find a good place, go to wor k throug h the summer, but find themselves destitute in the fore part o f winter. W ant us to move there or they will move someplace where we ca n be together . My wife frets about it much and wants to be with them. Se ems like she w ill go to her grave if I don't make a move. I go to Desere t, think we ca n make a farm for all. Sell out at Meadow, got to Deseret . Keep school th at winter, 1879-1880. Hard winter, stock dies, I got som e money, one hors e, and a wagon. Balance in stock which dies that winter . Are far from sat isfied with Deseret and conclude to leave it. Strike o n camp at Meadow. B oys go to work at Frisco, those from Idaho have retur ned and all are toge ther again. We buy some property at Meadow and begi n to feel a little a t home again. Do pretty well so long as labor is go od, and market at Fri sco. I work some as a book agent which business I h ave followed more or l ess since 1875.
The labor at Frisco is gone, the market is gone. For two years times ha v e been hard and cash close. Pasture land plenty and could raise grass b u t lack water for a farm and have a lot of little ones here and coming . W e have a start of bees and fish and some stock and horses and are som e i n debt. Would like to stay here if we could make a living and get alo ng . Well, sometimes we think and talk about another move to get land, ti mbe r, water, grass, etc., so we can spread ourselves, but so many thing s per taining to all things we are now undecided what to do .
I had a letter last fall from the First Presidency of the Seventies in r e lation to a mission. I answered that I would need a year at least to r u b off indebtedness and fix home better. This being done, would be read y t o go whenever called. My last from them is that I am excused from a m issi on for a period of a year or more. Now, can I be ready? The Lord onl y kno ws. I have much to accomplish in a year, but if the Lord needs my s ervice s and will open the way, I will go to labor as required .
Well, perhaps I have written enough and more than my boys will read. Th i s is January 1888. I am past fifty three, will soon be 54 years old . I ha ve gone through much but feel far from old yet. Think I can do lot s mor e work yet before old age. The gospel called Mormonism is just as g ood t o me as ever both the present and prospect. If I can but carry ou t all m y righteous desires here, I will risk the future in another world . Of cou rse I will have that to do anyhow, but I mean I am pleased to d o so. My t estimony is that God has established his work on earth for th e last time . His priesthood and Church is here and his Saints in bulk ar e faithful . The work will grow and roll. The kingdom will come and Chris t will reig n on the earth with his faithful saints no matter what this g overnment no r the world combined and the devil thrown in may do, think o r say. I ris k my all on this. God haste the good work is my prayer. In t he name of Je sus. Amen.
I have preached the gospel some, been connected with the Sunday School m o st of my life, also choirs and dramatic associations and the like in Ol dh am, Filmore, Lehi, Moroni, Spring City, and at Meadow up to this tim e an d think I have done some good. Trust I may do more. Live or die, sin k o r swim, I will contend for the common rights of humanity, socially, r elig iously, poetically, and individually, like that good old champion o f righ ts, John Taylor.
Liberty now and forever .
What writing I had done up to 1888 filled my pages and from that tim e t o this, now March 1902, my journal has been closed. I feel however th a t I must jot down a few items more. Will say that in said year 1888 w e lo oked out and located new places for myself and children. My second s on, J oseph L. Nield, had a bad spell of sickness that spring [1888] in S tar Va lley, Wyoming. I was called by telegram to his bedside. Am happy t o say t hat he finally recovered. Well, this is the place where we took u p new ho mes for myself and wife and five boys and two girls. We did no t move til l June 1889. We had a hard winter and lost most of our stock a nd were unf ortunate about raising frozen grain. On the whole however w e were satisfi ed with good water, grassland, and timber. I heard no mor e about missiona ry labors so I concluded moving out into a new field an d state let me out .
During our time here I have filled a number of offices, ward teacher a n d priest. Also in the presidency of the Sunday School. I am Justice o f th e Peace for the Afton precinct. This is now my sixth year in servic e in t hat capacity. Election will be coming November .
[During] the organization of the Star Valley Stake of Zion I was ordain e d a high priest and called and set apart as an alternate member of th e hi gh council. I serve much as a home missionary. Later I will give a l ist o f all my ordinations in the priesthood when I find it convenient. W ill sa y that we now have 32 grandchildren and we are living pretty clos e togeth er and are all members of the Afton Ward, except daughter Lizzi e and he r family who are members of the Fairview Ward. I have been filli ng up m y family record of late. I have two books, one "The Latter Day Sa int Fami ly Record" brought with us from old England. The other one I bou ght recen tly called "Genealogical Record." I have now got it in as goo d a shape a s I can so as to be ready to hand to some of my posterity. Ha d a talk o n the subject the other day with my oldest son, John E. Niel d .
Am pleased to say last June (1901) we all went to Logan to do temple wo r k there, about 30 of us all told. My grandson John W. Nield was marrie d i n the temple. The families of our sons Joseph L. and Seth B. Nield ha d be en to the temple previously. I must here say that my dear wife was l eft b ehind on said trip. She had sickness and died on the 10th of said m onth o f June 1901. Since her death I have felt very lonesome, although a ll of m y children are very kind to me. I pray to God to help me bear thi s bereav ement as becometh a saint. Since her death I have lived some si x months w ith daughter Hannah and family, about three months with son Ja mes W. an d family, and am now with son John E. and family. I still retai n my hous e and lots in town and expect to work there this coming summe r .
I will here say that my grandson A. D. Tayson left on a mission to the N o rthern States on the 11th day of Feb. 1902. He is now laboring in the c it y of Milwaukee, Wisconsin. (He filled an honorable mission and returne d h ome on the 20th of March 1904.) I was notified by Bishop Low of Afto n tha t we might expect a call for missionary labor from the Nield famil y in th e near future and this is the warning note. After leaving my ordi nation s here, will leave further space for any special items that may oc cur .
Will just say however that about one year ago, in pulling weeds in my ga r den, I had the misfortune to injure by a bruise, my left eye. The sigh t i s now some what dim. Two days after my grandson left on his mission , I ha d the misfortune to trap my left hand under a log, is still bad af ter on e month but now is improving and do lots of work yet .
I will state here that John Broadbent died at Spring City, San Pete Coun t y, Utah, July 25, 1903 taken by an apoplectic stroke. He was past 68 ye ar s old and was the brother of my late wife, Sarah. He was born in Engla n d and emigrated and came to Utah in the year 1862 with his parents. Th e y settled in Spring City and lived there till the time of their deaths . J ohn drove a freight team across the plains for W. S. Godbie and wen t thro ugh the Indian troubles in San Pete and the Black Hawk War of thos e times . I sent notice of it to the Deseret Semi-weekly News and it wa s publishe d.
In speaking of the Black Hawk War in San Pete County, Utah, I may sa y I w as there too. I will refer the reader to last page for a brief sket ch o f the same. Will say here that at Stake Conference held May 17, 1903 , m y name was presented as a member of the high council to fill a vacanc y ca used by the removal of Brother Isaac Biglow to Canada .
On the fifth of September 1903 I was blessed and set apart as a membe r o f the high council of the Star Valley Stake of Zion by President Geor ge O smond and President A. V. Call, President Osmond being mouthpiece, a t gen eral priesthood meeting.
My ordinations in the priesthood:
1852 July 18, ordained a priest by Elder Luke Niel d
1854 February 20, ordained an elder by Elder John Cocke r
1857 June 4, ordained a member of the 44th Quorum of Seventies at Lehi,
Utah by President William Hid e
1892 August 14, ordained a high priest and set apart as an alternate mem b er
of the high council of Star Valley Stake of Zion by Anson V. Cal l
Anson V. Call was ordained a high priest by Joseph F. Smith 30 May 188 0
Joseph F. Smith was ordained an apostle by President Brigham Young 1 Ju l y 1866
Brigham Young was ordained an apostle 14 February 1835 under the hand s o f
The Prophet Joseph Smith, Oliver Cowdery, David Whitmer, and Mart i n Harris
The Prophet Joseph Smith and Oliver Cowdery were ordained b y
Peter, James and John, June or July 182 9
1857 April, John Nield received his first endowment in the Endowment Hou s e at Salt Lake City, Utah and his wife Sarah Broadbent Nield was seale d t o him by Heber C. Kimball
On October 9, 1902 I married Mrs. Emma Billings and was sealed for tim e b y Elder John R. Winder in the Salt lake Temple. I found Mrs. Emma Bil ling s at the town of Liberty, Bear Lake County, Idaho. She had emigrate d fro m Nottingham, England some four years previous. She was a widow wit h thre e children. One, a young man named Henry Billings, a member of Th e Churc h of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, came to Utah but is now ( 1904) ba ck east in the state of Illinois qualifying to become a photogra pher. Sai d Emma Billings was born at New Lenton, Nottingham Shire, Engla nd, Februa ry 12, 1852. The other children are still back in England .
Of The Black hawk War
I noted that at this time, A.D. 1905, much is said in the Utah paper i n r egard to the "Black Hawk Indian War Veterans." I was a resident of Sa n Pe te County, Utah, from the winter of 1859 to the fall of 1870 and con seque ntly passed through the troubles incident to said war. My home at S prin g City, San Pete County, Utah was broken up through Indians, my far m near ly given away, my business in merchandising all knocked out. In sh ort , I was obliged to pull up stakes and leave. Our stock and horses wer e st olen, our men shot down. Men worked hard all day and took turns at s tandi ng guard for half of the night. I noticed in said paper, that is Th e Dese ret News, Salt Lake Herald and others, accounts of many gathering s and re unions of said veterans, and talk is had on the subject of pensi ons bein g granted to these old veterans from the Govt. of the U.S.A. S o say I, th ey certainly deserve one and why has the matter been neglecte d so long? T here seems to be quite a number of these old men still lef t in Utah bu t I know of but one beside myself in this part of Wyoming St ate. And tha t is C. D. Cazier; he is close to 70 years old and I am pas t 70. I will m ention one incident in which I took part. I think it was 1 865. When the I ndians made a raid and got away with a lot of horses an d cattle from For t Ephraim and from Manti, one hundred and ten men wen t out under Genera l Warren Snow and seventy-five men under Colonel R. D . Allred with a vie w to recover said cattle and horses. Snow's company w ent into the mountai ns from the south end of San Pete Valley and Allred' s company from the no rth and met on the Dushane Fork. From there we wen t to Greenriver and the re learned that the Indians led by Black Hawk ha d crossed the river wit h the stock about one week ahead of us so we ha d to give up the matter . I was one of the 75 under Colonel Allred and ac ting adjutant of the com pany. This being my first horseback trip, you ma y be sure I suffered muc h in getting use to the saddle. However in a fe w days careful going and t aking a swim every day I soon came out all rig ht. We expected to be gon e four days but it took us more than ten so w e ran out of provisions. W e were on short rations: a pint of bread crumb s for the day, fish if we c ould catch them, and some wild fruit. I sho t a sage hen one day and thi s made soup for nineteen men one meal. One d ay while on march I was on fr ont guard. I discovered a number of Indian s in sight. The company was hal ted and a council held. The company was d ivided and under orders at onc e surrounded the Indians and we had them u nder our control. On examinatio n they proved to be friendly Indians hunt ing game. We let them go. I hav e often thought that in this matter we di d show a little pluck to say th e least in as much as we did not stop t o think how many Indians, ten or t en times ten. As it proved to be we ha d sixteen all told: amongst them ei ght bucks and eight squaws and papoos es. I soon discovered that ten picke d men would do more good than our 7 5 picked up promiseaously [?]. I wil l give names of a few I can remembe r in the company of 75 :
R. N. Allred, Isaac N. Allred, Sid Allred, John Nield, John Zabriskie, W i ll Major, John Hitchock, Green Allred, Jabez Faux, Sam Jukes, James Guy ma n, Nah Guyman, John Blackham, James Blackham, John Ivy, and Jasper Rob ert son. In 1867, Indian troubles grew worse. On the 13 of August 1867 a n Ind ian raid was made on Springtown where I was living. James Meeks an d Andre w Johnason were killed and William Blain was wounded. A band of h orses we re taken by Indians. I with others made a run after the Indians , being i n full sight of good road but we could not overtake them. On th e 19 Augus t, 1868 a treaty of peace was made with the Indians. See Churc h Chronolog y page 78.
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John Nield died 14 Dec 1913 at Afton, Lincoln County, Wyoming.
He was the father of ten children. Eight boys and two girls . | Nield, John (I7047)
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Immigration: 11 Feb 1839 Sydney, New South Wales, Australia on ship Jam e s Moran with duaghter Sarah Elizabeth Briggs and brother in-law Benjam i n Briggs and his family.
Departed 16 Jul 1839 Sydney, New South Wales, Australia on ship MEDWAY w i th daughter Sarah Elizabeth Briggs. Died at Sea. | Deane, Alice (I80545)
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Immigration: 1638, in the "MARTIN" with his parents at Boston, Suffolk C o unty, MA
John was 8 years old when they came from Eng.; John had house by Great S w amp 1660, Providence, Rh. Is.; gave depo 1664 age 35y, was a surveyor ; 17 06 land at head #2 river which comes into West River on No side, Rho de Is land, possibly Newport. John received a lot from mother at her deat h, h e gave it to bro. James; | Browne, John (I128776)
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Immigration: 1802 Deported as convict from England, convicted of fraud a n d sent to Tasmania, Australia. | Briggs, Isaac (I80544)
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Immigration: Departed 16 Jul 1839 Sydney, New South Wales, Australia o n s hip MEDWAY with mother Alice Briggs. Arrival 20 Aug 1839 Hobart, Tasm ania , Australia. | Briggs, Sarah Elizabeth (I80546)
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Immigration: SS Nevada
Liverpool to New York 17 May 1882 - 29 May 1882
Voyage Information
Ship Name Nevada aka Hamilton (1893-1898)
Vessel Type Single-Screw Steamship
Departure 17 May 1882 from Liverpool
Arrival 29 May 1882 at New York
Source BMR, Book #1042, pp. 343-354 (FHL #025,693); MS 44:29 (July 17 , 1 882) pp. 460-61; MS, 44:24 (May 28, 1882), pp. 381-82; Customs #711 ( FH L # 1, 027,022); Der Stern, vol.14 (1882), p. 78 (source abbreviations )
Church Leader William R. Webb
A Compilation of General Voyage Notes
"THE SECOND COMPANY. -- The second company of emigrating Saints, for t h e current season, left these shores on Wednesday May 17th, per S.S. Nev ad a. The company was in charge of Elder William R. Webb, and was made u p a s follows: English, Scotch and Welsh, 239; Swiss and German, 138; ret urni ng elders,15; making a total of 392 souls. The names of the elders r eturn ing home are as follows: William R. Webb, John Cooper, John A. McAl lister , William Buter, George H. Butler, William G. Davis, Rodney Hillam , Uria h Butt, Thomas R. Jones, John Alder, Abram H. Cannon, George L. Gr aehl, j unior, C. C. Schramm, Ulrich Stauffer, Charles Schneitter. In add ition t o the above, Elder Newton Farr sailed on the Alaska on Saturday t he 13th , and will join the Nevada company in New York. Each vessel start ed out w ith the prospect of fine weather and a pleasant voyage over th e Atlantic. "
MS, 44:21 (May 22, 1882), p.330
"Wed. 17. [May 1882] -- The steamship Nevada sailed from Liverpool, Engl a nd, with 392 Saints including a number of returning elders, under the d ir ection of William R. Webb. They arrived in New York May 27th, and in S al t Lake City June 4th."
CC, p.109 | Ray, John (I484)
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Immigration: SS Nevada
Liverpool to New York 17 May 1882 - 29 May 1882
Voyage Information
Ship Name Nevada aka Hamilton (1893-1898)
Vessel Type Single-Screw Steamship
Departure 17 May 1882 from Liverpool
Arrival 29 May 1882 at New York
Source BMR, Book #1042, pp. 343-354 (FHL #025,693); MS 44:29 (July 17 , 1 882) pp. 460-61; MS, 44:24 (May 28, 1882), pp. 381-82; Customs #711 ( FH L # 1, 027,022); Der Stern, vol.14 (1882), p. 78 (source abbreviations )
Church Leader William R. Webb
A Compilation of General Voyage Notes
"THE SECOND COMPANY. -- The second company of emigrating Saints, for t h e current season, left these shores on Wednesday May 17th, per S.S. Nev ad a. The company was in charge of Elder William R. Webb, and was made u p a s follows: English, Scotch and Welsh, 239; Swiss and German, 138; ret urni ng elders,15; making a total of 392 souls. The names of the elders r eturn ing home are as follows: William R. Webb, John Cooper, John A. McAl lister , William Buter, George H. Butler, William G. Davis, Rodney Hillam , Uria h Butt, Thomas R. Jones, John Alder, Abram H. Cannon, George L. Gr aehl, j unior, C. C. Schramm, Ulrich Stauffer, Charles Schneitter. In add ition t o the above, Elder Newton Farr sailed on the Alaska on Saturday t he 13th , and will join the Nevada company in New York. Each vessel start ed out w ith the prospect of fine weather and a pleasant voyage over th e Atlantic. "
MS, 44:21 (May 22, 1882), p.330
"Wed. 17. [May 1882] -- The steamship Nevada sailed from Liverpool, Engl a nd, with 392 Saints including a number of returning elders, under the d ir ection of William R. Webb. They arrived in New York May 27th, and in S al t Lake City June 4th."
CC, p.109 | Price, Elizabeth (I487)
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Immigration: SS Nevada
Liverpool to New York 17 May 1882 - 29 May 1882
Voyage Information
Ship Name Nevada aka Hamilton (1893-1898)
Vessel Type Single-Screw Steamship
Departure 17 May 1882 from Liverpool
Arrival 29 May 1882 at New York
Source BMR, Book #1042, pp. 343-354 (FHL #025,693); MS 44:29 (July 17 , 1 882) pp. 460-61; MS, 44:24 (May 28, 1882), pp. 381-82; Customs #711 ( FH L # 1, 027,022); Der Stern, vol.14 (1882), p. 78 (source abbreviations )
Church Leader William R. Webb
A Compilation of General Voyage Notes
"THE SECOND COMPANY. -- The second company of emigrating Saints, for t h e current season, left these shores on Wednesday May 17th, per S.S. Nev ad a. The company was in charge of Elder William R. Webb, and was made u p a s follows: English, Scotch and Welsh, 239; Swiss and German, 138; ret urni ng elders,15; making a total of 392 souls. The names of the elders r eturn ing home are as follows: William R. Webb, John Cooper, John A. McAl lister , William Buter, George H. Butler, William G. Davis, Rodney Hillam , Uria h Butt, Thomas R. Jones, John Alder, Abram H. Cannon, George L. Gr aehl, j unior, C. C. Schramm, Ulrich Stauffer, Charles Schneitter. In add ition t o the above, Elder Newton Farr sailed on the Alaska on Saturday t he 13th , and will join the Nevada company in New York. Each vessel start ed out w ith the prospect of fine weather and a pleasant voyage over th e Atlantic. "
MS, 44:21 (May 22, 1882), p.330
"Wed. 17. [May 1882] -- The steamship Nevada sailed from Liverpool, Engl a nd, with 392 Saints including a number of returning elders, under the d ir ection of William R. Webb. They arrived in New York May 27th, and in S al t Lake City June 4th."
CC, p.109 | Ray, Joseph (I489)
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Immigration: SS Nevada
Liverpool to New York 17 May 1882 - 29 May 1882
Voyage Information
Ship Name Nevada aka Hamilton (1893-1898)
Vessel Type Single-Screw Steamship
Departure 17 May 1882 from Liverpool
Arrival 29 May 1882 at New York
Source BMR, Book #1042, pp. 343-354 (FHL #025,693); MS 44:29 (July 17 , 1 882) pp. 460-61; MS, 44:24 (May 28, 1882), pp. 381-82; Customs #711 ( FH L # 1, 027,022); Der Stern, vol.14 (1882), p. 78 (source abbreviations )
Church Leader William R. Webb
A Compilation of General Voyage Notes
"THE SECOND COMPANY. -- The second company of emigrating Saints, for t h e current season, left these shores on Wednesday May 17th, per S.S. Nev ad a. The company was in charge of Elder William R. Webb, and was made u p a s follows: English, Scotch and Welsh, 239; Swiss and German, 138; ret urni ng elders,15; making a total of 392 souls. The names of the elders r eturn ing home are as follows: William R. Webb, John Cooper, John A. McAl lister , William Buter, George H. Butler, William G. Davis, Rodney Hillam , Uria h Butt, Thomas R. Jones, John Alder, Abram H. Cannon, George L. Gr aehl, j unior, C. C. Schramm, Ulrich Stauffer, Charles Schneitter. In add ition t o the above, Elder Newton Farr sailed on the Alaska on Saturday t he 13th , and will join the Nevada company in New York. Each vessel start ed out w ith the prospect of fine weather and a pleasant voyage over th e Atlantic. "
MS, 44:21 (May 22, 1882), p.330
"Wed. 17. [May 1882] -- The steamship Nevada sailed from Liverpool, Engl a nd, with 392 Saints including a number of returning elders, under the d ir ection of William R. Webb. They arrived in New York May 27th, and in S al t Lake City June 4th."
CC, p.109 | Ray, Alfred (I490)
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IMMIGRATION: To the United States from Scotland. Departed 18 February 18 50 from Liverpool, England, on ship "Josiah Bradlee" with wife Elizabet h and children Robert and Mary; arrived New Orleans on 18 April 1850 | Sharp, William (I89852)
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In 1915 Floyd was a machine hand and lived at 923 Clinton Ave. in Kalama z oo. In 1919 Floyd lived at 918 E. Vine In 1926 he was a Caster at Kalam az oo Sanitary Mfg and lived at 712 Portage Ct. | Putnam, Floyd Alger (I148683)
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In a small village in Harefield, Middlesex, England, my grandmother, Sar a h Brown, was born. Her parents had eleven children, all born in Harefie l d except one brother, Nathaniel, who was born in Uxbridge, Middlesex Co un ty, England. Her family were religious people, most of them belongin g t o the Methodist Church. At a very early age in her life the Latter-da y Sa int missionaries came to the Brown home and brought to them a messag e o f the restored gospel of Jesus Christ. Sarah was the only one touche d b y the spirit of this new doctrine. She investigated this new religion , re ad her Bible, and after a clear vision of this newly revealed religi on, s he became thoroughly converted to the truth of it. She was soon bap tize d and confirmed a member of the Church. She was anxious to come to Z ion a nd join with the saints of God. She left her home, her parents, bro thers , sisters, and friends to go to a new land where the saints were ga therin g. She was the only one of her family converted to the gospel at t hat tim e. Later, a brother, Joseph, joined the Church. It was from thi s relativ e that I received information about the Brown family. Little di d Sarah kn ow or realize the trials and sacrifices she was to endure in t his new adv enture. Her faith was unwavering and her love for the truth w as bright i n her heart. She was anxious to make her new life with the me mbers of th e Church. When she left her home to cross the wide expanse o f ocean whic h lasted many weeks, it is quite a coincidence that on thi s voyage wa s a convert of the church from northern England, who someda y was to becom e her husband. Isaac Brockbank was this convert. During th is trek acros s the plains he lost his wife, leaving him with four mother less children . Those children were Isaac, Joshua, Elizabeth, and Agnes . Grandfather Is aac married my grandmother, Sarah, in Salt Lake City i n 1852. They were s ent by Brigham Young to Spanish Fork to start a new s ettlement and a ne w life. This new life was not an easy one. It meant st ruggling to mak e a home, to get food to sustain life, to get clothing fo r warmth, to bui ld a fort for protection from the Indians. We, in this p rosperous age wit h every convenience, cannot adequately realize. | Brown, Sarah (I171148)
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In December of 1940 my parents were expecting their first baby. They liv e d in a small building that was home to them in Lakeside, Arizona. I t i s a common impression of people that Arizona is a warm state; however , th e elevation of Lakeside is about 8,000 feet with pine trees and get s real ly cold in the winter The week that I was born it was very cold an d it ha d snowed each day.
Because of the weather, my grandmother Hansen lined the walls of the cab i n with blankets to keep the wind out. During the afternoon of Decembe r 9t h the snow started again and soon it became a blizzard. My mother st arte d into labor that afternoon, The family sent for a doctor to come an d hel p with the birth. I was born at nine the following morning, the fir st o f Ross Wells Hansen and Hazel Ferrell's children .
Shortly after I was born my Dad began to direct a play. According to m y m other I really did love to go places away from home.
Nothing exciting happened during my first year of life. Close to my fir s t birthday Pearl Harbor was bombed by the Japanese. My parents waited b re athlessly in fear that my Dad would be called to serve in the war. Sev era l times he was called but each time he had a legal reason for stayin g hom e.
Throughout the following years I suffered a broken arm, turkey fights a n d many some incidents. I remember being taken to the hospital and give n s hots for various diseases. One day very early in my life it was disco vere d that I had an undescended testicle which had caused a hernia. I wa s giv en numerous shots which failed to do any good. Later when I was fiv e we h ad moved to a ranch just outside of Lakeside. This is where my lif e reall y began. My uncle Gus had a little paint mare, black and white, w hich h e called Paint. He told me jokingly that if I would break her to r ide tha t I could have her. Well with his and my dad's help I finally mad e it . I got the horse and between the two of us we had some rather excit ing t ime. One day I dressed like an Indian and took a cocoa bath. I wen t t o a parade and won a prize because with my get up and my painthors e I rea lly looked like an Indian. At another parade I dressed up lik e a gold min or and dressed my horse in the same manner. I tied a fring p an and a spoo n on together. When the spoon bounced | Hansen, Ross Ferrell (I161501)
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In early life he was a soldier. By 1525 he was a clerk of Lismore in t h e diocese of Argyll. By 1529 he became the last Roman Catholic abbot o f t he Cistercian abbey of Cupar Angus in eastern Perthshire. Appointe d a Lor d of Session in 1541. Under Queen Mary Stewart was appointed memb er of th e Privy Council of the Earl of Arran, Regent of Scotland. Sat i n the Scot tish Parliament. Nominated in 1549/50 to be Bishop of Dunkeld , and agai n nominated by the Regent Queen Mother, Mary of Guise, to be B ishop of Br echin. Was considered a very able abbot, diplomat and politic ian. | Campbell, Abbot Donald Allen (I168233)
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Ina Donna Coolbrith (March 10, 1841 – February 29, 1928), born Josephi n e Donna Smith, was an American poet, writer, librarian, and a prominen t f igure in the San Francisco Bay Area literary community. Called the "S wee t Singer of California", she was the first California Poet Laureate a nd t he first poet laureate of any American state.
Coolbrith, born the niece of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Sa i nts founder Joseph Smith, left the Mormon community as a child to ente r h er teens in Los Angeles, California, where she began to publish poetr y. S he terminated a youthful failed marriage to make her home in San Fra ncisc o, and met writers Bret Harte and Charles Warren Stoddard with who m she f ormed the "Golden Gate Trinity" closely associated with the liter ary jour nal Overland Monthly. Her poetry received positive notice from c ritics an d established poets such as Mark Twain, Ambrose Bierce and Alfr ed Lord Te nnyson. She held literary salons at her home in Russian Hill—i n this wa y she introduced new writers to publishers. Coolbrith befriende d the poe t Joaquin Miller and helped him gain global fame.
While Miller toured Europe and lived out their mutual dream of visitin g L ord Byron's tomb, Coolbrith cared for his Wintu daughter and member s of h er own family. As a result, she came to reside in Oakland and acce pted th e position of city librarian. Her poetry suffered as a result o f her lon g work hours, but she mentored a generation of young readers in cluding Ja ck London and Isadora Duncan. After she served for 19 years, O akland's li brary patrons called for reorganization, and Coolbrith was fi red. She mov ed back to San Francisco and was invited by members of the B ohemian Clu b to be their librarian.
Coolbrith began to write a history of California literature, including m u ch autobiographical material, but the fire following the 1906 San Franc is co earthquake consumed her work. Author Gertrude Atherton and Coolbrit h' s Bohemian Club friends helped set her up again in a new house, and sh e r esumed writing and holding literary salons. She traveled by train t o Ne w York City several times and, with fewer worldly cares, greatly inc rease d her poetry output.
On June 30, 1915, Coolbrith was named California's poet laureate, and s h e continued to write poetry for eight more years. Her style was more th a n the usual melancholic or uplifting themes expected of women—she inclu de d a wide variety of subjects in her poems, which were noted as being " sin gularly sympathetic" and "palpably spontaneous". Her sensuous descrip tion s of natural scenes advanced the art of Victorian poetry to incorpor ate g reater accuracy without trite sentiment, foreshadowing the Imagis t schoo l and the work of Robert Frost. California poet laureate Carol Mu ske-Duke s wrote of Coolbrith's poems that, though they "were steeped i n a high te a lavender style", influenced by a British stateliness, "Cali fornia remai ned her inspiration." | Smith, Josephine Donna (I51723)
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Indian baby raised by Iver Peter Sr. and Anne Mette Iversen as their own.
They took the Indian baby and named her Sarah and raised her as one of t h eir own children. They named her Sarah. when she had grown up, she marr ie d a white man, Peter Mads Madsen, They lived in Monroe, Utah. Sarah Pe ter sen learned to sew and became a very fine seamstress.
She lived to be about 80 years old. They had at least two children - o n e a boy and one girl named Voda who was a very beautiful girl. She wa s of ten called the most beautiful girl in Monroe, Utah. | Blood, Sarah Ellen (I175777)
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Inscription
"Mrs. Rebeckah HEALY, Widow of Mr. Nath'l HEALEY d. 6 Jan 1734/5, in t h e 74 year of her age"
Inscription from the Burial Ground in West Roxbury, Mass .
Extracted from New England Historical & Genealogical Register, Vol 7 , p 3 31, October 1853
Mr. William B. TRASK [Transcribed by Jane Devlin]
From user Broadway AliD:
Rebecca Healy's headstone is broken and all that remains of her name i s " Re". I tried to repair and replace the headstone (because she is my 7 th g reat grandmother) but have been told by the Westerly Burial Ground t hat b ecause it is a historical cemetery, I am unable to do anything. Kel ly Tho mas who oversees this cemetery has looked in the files to see if t he brok en headstone is in storage, but it was not as of Aug 2018. Theref ore, sad ly, this headstone cannot be fixed or replaced. | Hagar, Rebeckah (I169925)
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Inventor. The younger of the two brothers who would invent the airplan e a nd start the aerial age, he outlived his brother Wilbur by 36 years . Wilb ur and Orville started a printing business in their hometown of Da yton, O hio which soon expanded to a bicycle shop. Their interest in flyi ng was p iqued by their father, Milton, a well educated bishop in the Chu rch of Th e United Brethren in Christ. The brothers inherited their mothe r Susan' s mechanical ability (she made small appliances and toys). Thei r goal wa s to invent a device that would not only fly but take off and l and. Start ing with a kite, then gliders, they finally added a propelle r and an engi ne and the "Wright Flyer" was created. After the successfu l four flight s at Kitty Hawk, North Carolina, they returned to Dayton an d continued th eir experiments at Huffman Prairie. They were awarded a pa tent in 1906 an d started trying to attract potential customers with demo nstration flight s in Europe and elsewhere. With orders in hand includin g a contract to bu ild planes for the United States Army, Wilbur and Orvi lle started the Wri ght Company and began filling orders, but upon the ea rly death of Wilbur , Orville, discouraged, sold the business in 1912 an d retired. The two ha d been very close, lived at home and never married . Today the "Wright Fly er" is on display at the Smithsonian National Ai r and Space Museum in Was hington D.C., along with the stopwatch used t o time the first flights. (b io by: Donald Greyfield) | Wright, Orville (I95874)
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Ira was a second-generation Mormon who, although not yet thirty-five, h a d already seen it all. Born in Eaton, Ohio, in 1835, on the same day Jo se ph Smith ordained the first Quorum of the Twelve Apostles in the Resto re d Church. He and his parents moved with the Saints successively west : fir st Kirtland, then Nauvoo, then Florence Nebraska, after stops alon g a thi rteen-hundred-mile wilderness to Utah .
They used both ox teams and cows to pull their wagons. They milked t h e cows and if they did not use all the milk it was put in a jar and car ri ed along with them. The shake of the wagon churned the milk into butte r f or them. After about four months of traveling they arrived in Utah an d se ttled in Ogden for a while. They were tillers of the soil at most o f th e places they lived in.
They then came on to Provo and lived there about a year in a small sh a ck covered with the remains of a wagon cover. Their next move was to Sa le m where they made their home.
Ira Tiffany grew into a rugged frontiersman: he guarded against Johns t on’s Army, freighted with down-and-back wagon trains, and fought in th e B lackhawk War. This was gritty hard work. In Salem he helped make th e cana l and was a member of the town and school boards for several year s .
Up until now, the town of Salem had no Elders Quorum, but on Sunday , M arch 8, 1868, they met to organize one. At a meeting called for the p urpo se of organizing the Elders Quorum by choosing a President and Counc il, I ra P. Tiffany was appointed President, Wm Davis and Samuel T. Curti s coun selors and Alvin Kempton clerk.
Tiffany's first counselor was a man somewhat different than himself . W illiam Davis was fifteen years older than Tiffany and had spent mos t of h is life in his native England, where he joined the Church as an ad ult. Da vis, his wife Eliza, and their four children had immigrated to Ut ah in 18 62. In the spring of 1862 there was a train of wagons that wen t back to F lorence, Nebraska and got immigrants and Ira went with them . It was whil e Tiffany worked as a driver in the wagon train that he fir st met the Dav ises. Tiffany fell in love with Williams’s oldest daughte r Mary Ann, an d the two married soon after the company arrived at Echo C anyon in Utah .
He was committed to the people of Salem and to the cause of religio u s liberty for which they had been driven so far and for so long. Fo r t he next nine years, Ira Tiffany would lead the Salem elders, with Dav is a nd Curtis by his side. The year after becoming Elders Quorum Preside nt, h e and his wife would be sealed together in the Endowment House in S alt La ke City. They had 11 children, only six of which lived to adulthoo d. Mar y Ann, at age 42, died giving birth to the last child Ray who onl y live d 2 ½ months.
“God will not exalt a man very high that will not learn and do al l h e can here,” Ira Tiffany taught. Learning and doing, was rewarded i n th e heavens.
The Life Summary of Ira Patchen
When Ira Patchen Tiffany was born on 14 February 1835, in Eaton Townshi p , Lorain, Ohio, United States, his father, George Tiffany, was 27 and h i s mother, Almira Whipple, was 24. He married Mary Ann Davis on 23 Septe mb er 1862, in Salem, Utah, Utah Territory, United States. They were th e par ents of at least 6 sons and 5 daughters. He lived in Pottawattamie , Iowa , United States in 1850 and Provo, Utah, Utah Territory, United St ates i n 1860. He registered for military service in 1854. He died on 2 1 March 1 905, in Salem, Utah, Utah, United States, at the age of 70, an d was burie d in Salem, Utah, Utah, United States. | Tiffany, Ira Patchen (I18545)
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At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld. | Living (I116827)
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Isaac Bullock Junior was born September 19, 1957, at Fort Supply in Br i d g er, Wyoming. His parents had been sent there in April of that ye a r b y Br igham Young, where Mr. Bullock served as president of the for t a nd h ad ch arge of the missionary work for the church.
When Isaac was eight days of age, word came that Johnson's Army was co m i n g. Brother Bullock was ordered to make a hurried departure to thei r h o m e in Provo. It was here that the young Isaac spent his Childhoo d year s.
He attended the Brigham Young Academy and was president of the first Y o u n g Men's Mutual Improvement Association organization in Provo. Whil e s ti l l a young man, he homesteaded a ranch in Lonetree, Wyoming, wher e hi s u nc le Jared Bullock had ranching interests. This ranch was locat ed ab ou t twe nty-five miles distant from his birthplace.
Isaac Bullock was married to Mary Alice Webb on November 23, 1882 . T h e y made their home in Provo, where Isaac conducted a butcher busin ess . L at er they went to live on the ranch in Lonetree, Wyoming, fo r a shor t ti me.
After his father's death in 1891, they returned to Provo to take over H i s share of the Bullock farm located midway between Provo and Springvil l e . In 1898, he sold the farm to Utah County, where the infirmary was b u i l t.
In 1900 the family moved again to Lonetree, where Isaac extended his r a n c hing interests. He acted as president of the Uinta Cattlemen's Asso ci at io n and was helpful in restoring peace between the cattlemen and s hee pme n, the latter of whom were gradually encroaching upon the range l an d all ot ted to the cattlemen.
He was "Ike" to his many friends and associates who respected him for H i s uprightness and honesty. It was said of him that his word was as g o o d a s his bond. His mother lovingly spoke of him as "Her diamond in t h e r ough ". He had a deep and abiding love for his half brother, Will . I t tru ly ca n be said that with his father 's two families, there wer e n o jeal ousie s or hard feelings. The children from both mothers wer e as c lose a s any b others and sisters could possibly be.
The Ike Bullock house was a gathering place for young and old wher e g o o d food was always plentiful and graciously shared with anyone wh o mig h t c all. Mary had the reputation of being an excellent cook. •
After about two years of ill health, Ike succumbed to cancer at th e h o m e of a daughter in Ogden, July 18, 1916. Mary passed away March 9 , 19 4 0, in South Gate, California, where she spent the last ten years o f h e r li fe. Isaac and Mary are buried in the Bullock family plot in th e Pr ov o Cit y Cemetery. Ten children were born to them, two of whom die d i n in fancy.
Isaac Bullock Junior was born September 19, 1957, at Fort Supply in Brid g er, Wyoming. His parents had been sent there in April of that year by B ri gham Young, where Mr. Bullock served as president of the fort and ha d cha rge of the missionary work for the church.
When Isaac was eight days of age, word came that Johnson's Army was comi n g. Brother Bullock was ordered to make a hurried departure to their ho m e in Provo. It was here that the young Isaac spent his childhood years.
He attended the Brigham Young Academy and was president of the first You n g Men's Mutual Improvement Association organization in Provo. While sti l l a young man, he homesteaded a ranch in Lonetree, Wyoming, where his u nc le Jared Bullock had ranching interests. This ranch was located abou t twe nty-five miles distant from his birthplace.
Isaac Bullock was married to Mary Alice Webb on November 23, 1882. The y m ade their home in Provo, where Isaac conducted a butcher business. La te r they went to live on the ranch in Lonetree, Wyoming, for a short tim e.
After his father's death in 1891, they returned to Provo to take over h i s share of the Bullock farm located midway between Provo and Springvill e . In 1898, he sold the farm to Utah County, where the infirmary was bui lt .
In 1900 the family moved again to Lonetree, where Isaac extended his ran c hing interests. He acted as president of the Uinta Cattlemen's Associat io n and was helpful in restoring peace between the cattlemen and sheepme n , the latter of whom were gradually encroaching upon the range land all ot ted to the cattlemen.
He was "Ike" to his many friends and associates who respected him for h i s uprightness and honesty. It was said of him that his word was as goo d a s his bond. His mother lovingly spoke of him as "Her diamond in the r ough ". He had a deep and abiding love for his half brother, Will. It tru ly ca n be said that with his father 's two families, there were no jealo usie s or hard feelings. The children from both mothers were as close a s any b others and sisters could possibly be.
The Ike Bullock house was a gathering place for young and old where go o d food was always plentiful and graciously shared with anyone who migh t c all. Mary had the reputation of being an excellent cook. •
After about two years of ill health, Ike succumbed to cancer at the ho m e of a daughter in Ogden, July 18, 1916. Mary passed away March 9, 194 0 , in South Gate, California, where she spent the last ten years of he r li fe. Isaac and Mary are buried in the Bullock family plot in the Prov o Cit y Cemetery. Ten children were born to them, two of whom died in inf ancy. | Bullock, Isaac Owen (I19951)
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Isaiah was the son of John Bolles who was the son of Thoma s Bolles. O n t he evening of June 16, 1678, Thomas Bolles, (grandfather of Isaiah) w as a bsent from home, his wife, Z ipporah, with children Mary, born 167 3 and J oseph, born 167 5, were murdered by a boy named John Stoddard, wh o was ex ec uted, after confession, 9 Oct. 1678. Isaiah's tombstone reads , "Sacre d to the memory of Mr. Isai ah Bolles, who departed this Life Ja ny the 28 th, A. D. 1789, in the 76th year of his age."0 | Bolles, Isaiah (I112324)
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It has been told that he went to the California Gold Rush and it is beli e ved he was killed along the way or there. | Johnson, William John (I163167)
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It is said that Josephine was the daughter of Joseph Smith, the prophe t . Sylvia, on her death bed, told Josephine that Joseph Smith was her fa th er. They were married when her husband Mr. Lyons was excommunicated. T he n the sealing was cancelled and she and Mr. Lyon got back together. | Lyon, Josephine Rosetta (I89056)
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It is shown that Thomas Howard, served in the early Colonial Wars. On No v ember 15, 1667, he married Ruth Jones, daughter of Thomas and Mary Jone s , at Gloucester, Mass. He moved to Enfield, Hampshire, MA 1682 and die d t here in 1700. Please see memories section for his Probate records fro m En field, Hampshire, MA. (Enfield was a town in Hampshire County, Massa chuse tts. The town was lost as a result of the creation of the Quabbin R eservo ir.
His sons John and Thomas moved to Enfield, Hartford, Connecticut. | Howard, Thomas (I18503)
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It must have been a cold day in London, England, on the twentieth da y o f December, in the year eighteen and forty-five, when the age old sto rk m ade his long expected visit to the home of John and Ann Wild Ashman , fo r the purpose of delivering their first born whom they afterwards ch riste ned Ann Elizabeth, and who in future years, through the hand of God , play ed so important a part in shaping the destiny of all other member s of he r family.
Ann, as we shall call her for the sake of brevity, was a typical Engli s h lady, small of stature and in her later years inclined to be chubby . Sh e possessed a strong, well-built and healthy body, that fitted her f or th e life of hardships and trials that she encountered. Her hair was d ark an d her eyes a greyish blue. She never used anything but pure soap a nd wate r to cleanse her skin and her face was clear and beautiful in he r old age . She might honestly be christened the “Just so Lady” for it i s safe to s ay that no one ever head her utter a slang phrase, tell an ob scene joke o r story, or perform an unladylike act. Her sincere facial ex pression reve aled the characteristics of her inner soul. She was kind an d considerat e of others, always willing to give of self for the pleasur e and well-bei ng of others. She was generous, long-suffering and the ver y essence of pa tience and endurance. She was ambitious and devoted to he r convictions.
Ann’s early childhood was much the same as was other children of her ag e . Being the oldest of the family she was required to do the family erra nd s. Every night just prior to the bedtime hour, it was her task to car r y a jug to the little shop around the corner and get it filled with bee r . It was English custom to indulge in a little snack of cake, cheese a n d beer before retiring for the night. Meals were served regularly at ce rt ain hours and tea was served between meals. Drinking tea was tradition a l with the English and Ann never abandoned the habit until in her decli ni ng years. She never made tea or coffee for her children.
Many times she stood on the sidewalks with the crowds and watched the qu e en pass down the street in her elaborate carriage drawn by fine horses . T he queen greeted her subjects with a smile and nodded her pretty hea d fro m one side to the other as she Preceded along the street .
We find Ann now at the age of seven working in a lace factory. Her fath e r hired a man to come to the home every morning at six o’clock to awak e n the family. He carried with him a long stick with a knob on one end , an d with it he knocked on the windows to arouse them. Ann knew at th e soun d of the knock that it was time to arise and make preparations t o go to w ork. After eating two slices of bread and molasses and drinkin g a cup o f weak tea, she was off to the factory for the day. Many time s the fog wa s so dense that it was difficult to see her way. She carrie d a lunch wit h her and was given time to eat at noon, then she was bac k to work for th e remainder of the day. She continued working at the fac tory until she wa s sixteen years of age.
By this time Mormon Elders from America had made their way into Englan d a nd were vigorously proselyting. They had contacted Ann’s father, Joh n Ash man, and had converted him to Mormonism. Prior to this time all o f the fa mily were members of the Methodist church, and John had done th e preachin g during the absence of the regular minister. After becoming i nterested i n Mormonism and while preaching in the Methodist church he in jected int o his sermon some of the Mormon doctrine. The congregation ros e in mass a nd attempted to mob him. He ran from the church, through bush es and bramb les and over fences with the mob close on his heels. He fina lly reache d a cemetery and hid behind a tombstone and in this way evade d the mob. H e reached home in the wee hours of the morning.. His clothi ng was torn a nd his body scratched and bruised. He joined the Mormons an d eagerly atte nded their meetings.
Many times his daughter, Ann Elizabeth, accompanied him to the Mormon me e tings and she too became interested. Ann’s mother, Ann Wild Ashman, wa s r eluctant to join the Mormons and it was some time before she became c onve rted. After her conversion her home was always a haven for the elder s .
John’s greatest ambition now was to get his family to America and to Zio n . His greatest obstacle was to convert his wife to the same idea. She c ou ld not be reconciled to the thoughts of leaving her home, her people a n d her friends, and going to a foreign country. John finally conceive d a p lan to send Ann Elizabeth to America, thinking her mother would wan t to f ollow. In time his plan matured and all arrangements were made fo r Ann El izabeth to go to America. She had saved her meager earnings, hav ing hidde n them under a rug in the upstair-room where she slept. This mo ney woul d help pay her transportation charges. She had done some seriou s thinkin g concerning Mormonism and it happened one morning while she an d her sist er Isabell were lying in bed, in an upstair-room to which th e stairway le d, that they experienced something in the nature of a visio n. Two men dre ssed in long white robes entered the room by way of the st airs. One of th e men held a book in one hand and a light in the other. T he light was bri ghter than any they had ever seen. The girls immediatel y related the inci dent to their father. He told them that from their des cription of the boo k that it must have been the Book of Mormon, and tha t in his opinion th e light was the light of Mormonism. This proved the d etermining factor t o Ann concerning the truthfulness of Mormonism. She n ow accepted whole-he artedly her father’s plan to send her to America. Sh e was now sixteen yea rs of age and was tired of the noisy hum-drum of th e factory, which by th is time had become almost unbearable. The very tho ught of being release d from it and the prospects of going to America fil led her heart with joy .
Her parents placed her in care of Reuben McBride, a young Mormon mission a ry who was returning to America and who promised to care for her unti l he r parents could find a way to come to America as their financial sta tus d id not justify making the voyage at the time. It was planned for he r to l ive with his folks and work for her board and keep until her own f olks ar rived.
When the time for parting came, to leave home, folks, friends, and her n a tive land was not an easy thing for Ann to do. As the ship left Liverpo o l docks and sailed from sight the last thing Ann saw was her mother sta nd ing on the docks weeping.
On the morning after Easter Sunday, in the year eighteen hundred and six t y-two, Ann Elizabeth, with her soul craving for freedom and adventure , an d with an abiding faith in God, set sail from Liverpool, England, i n sear ch of her Promised Land.
She sailed on the ship “John J. Boyd” April 23, under direction of Jam e s S. Brown. There were seven hundred and one souls on board. They land e d in New York harbor some six weeks later .
For Ann it had been a long and tedious voyage, with sea-sickness, homesi c kness and insufficient food. Her mother had given her plenty of good fo o d to last during the journey and had made an especially nice pillow fo r h er to use while on the ship, but in the excitement of the moment th e pill ow had been forgotten.
Ann’s girl friend and the girl friend’s grandmother were passengers on t h e ship, and invited Ann to eat with them. The grandmother suggested th a t they eat Ann’s food first. To this Ann agreed but after her food supp l y was exhausted she did not fare so well. The grandmother held back th e b est food to eat when Ann was absent .
She was very sick and discouraged and thought to herself: “Here I am, f a r from home and sick and not even a pillow on which to lay my head.” Th i s experience taught her the truth in the saying “a bird in the hand i s wo rth two in the bush.”
After their arrival in New York Ann and her girl friend went shopping. T h ey each purchased a broad-rim hat, a pair of gloves and a veil. Ann di d n ot wear the veil and after she came to Fillmore she used it to cove r th e face of her first-born when she took him to be blessed. In those d ays d uring fly season it was customary for mothers to use a veil or mosq uito b ar over the baby’s face to protect it from the flies while sleepin g.
A company of saints, of which Ann was a member, was made up to cross t h e plains. While crossing the plains she met Abraham Freer Carling who w a s one of the teamsters. Her wagon was third one from Abe’s in the trai n . Their meeting touched off a romance, for the moment her eyes met hi s h e knew she was the girl for him.
Before Abe started on the journey across the plains to bring in the immi g rants, while herding sheep in the mountains east of Fillmore, and whil e c amping alone, he had a dream. In his dream he saw Ann and many time s th e writer has heard him tell his dream and how beautiful she looked . Whe n he met her on the plains he immediately recognized her as the gir l of h is dream. He took special interest in Ann while crossing the plain s and w henever the opportunity came he would invite her to ride in his w agon. Th is spared her the necessity of trudging many a mile of dusty tre k beneat h the sweltering and oppressive heat of a July sun. They must ha ve had am ple opportunity for courting, perhaps while sitting on the wago n tongue , or in the rosy glow of the campfire when the train of wagons c ircled a t night, or maybe while plucking sego lilies and Indian paint-br ushes alo ng the way, for by the time the train reached Salt Lake City th ey were en gaged to be married.
One can imagine the perfect setting for a courtship, while traveling ov e r long stretches of green grassy meadows at pink of dawn, through mount ai n glens, beside blue lakes and crystal mountain stream, to find themse lve s enveloped in a maze of flaming autumn colors drenched in light fro m th e gorgeous western sunsets, or camping in the mellow light of a harv est m oon.
The train arrived in Salt Lake City on September twenty-seventh and the y , with two other couples, were married the following day. Bishop Edwar d H unter performed the marriage ceremony.
When they reached Salt Lake, Ann’s shoes were worn out and she owed for t y dollars immigration fee. Abe bought a pair of shoe for her and paid h e r immigration fee.
Ann was happy now in the thought of having a home for her folks to com e t o when they arrived from England.
While crossing the plains she had other suitors. One of her admirers tri e d in every way to induce her to forsake Abe and marry him. He told he r i f she married Abe and they had any children they would all be bald he ade d like their dad. Abe lost all of his hair, eyebrows and lashes whe n bu t a boy of seventeen. They never grew again and he, being a proud ma n, su ffered the embarrassment of going through life bald-headed.
Ann, without the slightest hesitation, informed her suitor that her hea r t was set on Abe and that she would marry him even if she knew all of t he ir children would be bald-headed.
Then by the campfire’s ruddy glow
In mellow moonlight gleaming,
She pledged her hand and heart of gold
To a teamster proudly beaming.
Down through the willowed country lanes
Where meadowlarks were trilling
They went together hand in had
Their dreams of youth fulfilling.
After they were married they journeyed to Fillmore to make their home. W h en they went through the Endowment House and she saw the robes they wor e , she knew them to be like the robes worn by the two men of her vision . T his was a testimony to her that temple marriage was right.
While crossing the plains someone volunteered to let Ann ride a horse. T h inking this would be great sport as well as a new experience she accept ed . In good sportsmanship she mounted the horse. This was her first expe rie nce with a horse and she knew nothing about handling it. It ran awa y wit h her and she might have been killed had not someone in the train a head s topped it.
Ann had three living sisters: Harriet, Isabella, and Ellen, also a broth e r John.
After Ann left for America the chief concern of her parents was how to g e t the remainder of the family to America. Her father had great faith th a t some way would be provided. It happened that Ann’s mother’s uncle pas se d away leaving a small fortune. Her mother inherited a part of the for tun e which was sufficient to bring the other members of the family to Am eric a.
Abe was one of the first land-owners in Fillmore. He took up a city lo t i n the north western part of town and forty acres of land in the old f ield . Before the Ashmans came from England he had taken up land across t he st reet from his, that they might have a place on which to build a hom e whe n they arrived from England.
Ann’s first home was a one-room lumber shack with a dirt roof and floo r . This was the home to which she welcomed her family. Two year had elap se d since she left her homeland, little dreaming that she was leaving i t fo rever. Two years had elapsed since she saw her people. The day she c arrie d her one-year old baby John over to the bridge on north main stree t to m eet her people was a happy day for all .
She had seen some hazardous times, having to stay alone when of necessi t y Abe had to be away, and the day her people came marked a red-letter d a y in her life.
Two of Ann’s children were born in her first home. Then Abe cut, hewed a n d hauled from the mountains east of Fillmore, the logs from which thei r p ermanent home was built. It consisted of one very large room with a f irep lace in the north end and a stairway which led to the attic. The att ic wa s partitioned and used for bedrooms. Later a long lumber room was b uilt o n the back with a full length porch on either side. Still later th is lo g room was covered with siding and painted white. A small porch wa s als o added on the west. Christian Hanson and Abe built the log room. N o nail s were used in the building. The logs were put together with woode n pins . It was built about eighteen-hundred and sixty-five or six. An n was th e mother of fifteen children and this little cottage was all th e home the y knew while they were single. They raised thirteen children t o maturity .
A great sorrow came into her life when she lost in death her nine-year-o l d son, Edward Ashman Carling. Nine months to the day later she lost he r y ear-old baby, Lehi.
She was a good cook and always fed her family well. She always said th a t it was cheaper to buy food than medicine. Though she had this large f am ily of children she always said that she did not have one to spare.
In her declining years she lost in death two daughters, Sarah Ellen an d E meline. Their deaths were but three days apart. Sarah Ellen left a fa mil y of seven children and her baby was ten days old. Emeline left a fam il y of eight children including a baby but one hour old. Later she los t ano ther daughter, Elizabeth C. Giles. Three daughters and two sons pre cede d her in death.
The names of Ann’s children follows: John, Ann Elizabeth, Abraham Free r J r., Sarah Ellen, Emeline, George, Joseph, Franklin, Harriet, Edward A shma n, Ernest, Katherine Keaton, Isabel, Elmer, and Lehi. She was awarde d th e prize at a public party for having had the largest family.
This family was a perfect example of Family Solidarity. They all live d i n Fillmore, married, and owned their own homes. George moved away sho rtl y before he passed away. They are all buried in the Fillmore cemetery . I n July, 1959, there are three members still living: Joseph, Frankli n an d Isabel.
Ann must have been one of God’s choice spirits for he gave to her a ve r y choice talent, that of a beautiful singing voice. Her rich, sweet al t o voice was one fit to challenge the angels of heaven. Every member o f he r family could sing.
In eighteen sixty-four William Beeston was called by Brigham Young to Fi l lmore to take over the music of the ward. Upon his arrival he organiz e d a ward choir. Ann and her mother were charter members of this pionee r c hoir and were faithful members for over forty years. Four of Ann’s da ught ers and one son were members of this choir.
There were no paved roads or sidewalks at that time and Ann and her moth e r would walk through slush and mud in spring and deep snow in winter t o a ttend practice which was held Thursday night of each week.
The example set by this group of singers, by their devotion to public se r vice would be difficult to excel. They sang at church every Sunday, a t al l funerals, on patriotic programs and in fact on all special occasio ns. T hey received an invitation to sing at the dedication of the Salt La ke Tem ple in the spring of 1893. They contributed richly to the artisti c and cu ltural phase of life in the wilderness.
Ann often sang special parts. This group constituted a main social gro u p and often held picnics together and went caroling at Christmas time.
Upon one occasion they went Christmas caroling and stopped at the Bishop ’ s home and sang for him. It was far from their intentions to enter an y ho me, but as soon as they finished singing Bishop Callister came to th e doo r and insisted that they go in.
It happened that Ann’s shoes were unfit for wear and she had worn Abe’ s s hoes to practice, with no intention of going any other place. She ha d als o taken her baby with her. When the other members of the group wen t insid e the house, she could do nothing else but go along, notwithstand ing he r embarrassment. She tried to avoid being conspicuous and lingere d alon g at the end of the line. To her utter dismay the Bishop drew a ch air u p close to the fire and said: “Sister Carling, come right up here w ith th e baby” and in Ann’s own words: “So I had to go clomp, clomp, clom p up t o the front in my big shoes.” Ann was very proud and this was an e mbarras sing situation.
Three of her favorite songs were: Gentle Annie; Snow: and The Cottag e b y the Sea. These were also family group songs that were always sung a t fa mily parties. Following are the words to “The Cottage by the Sea.”
Childhood days now pass before me
Forms and scenes of long ago.
Like a dream they hover o’er me,
Calm and bright as evening glow.
Days that knew no shade or sorrow
When my heart was pure and free
Joyfully hailed each coming morrow
In the cottage by the sea.
Joyfully hailed each coming morrow
In the cottage, the cottage by the sea.
Fancy sees the rose tree twining
Round the old and rustic door,
And below the wild beach shining
Where we gathered shells of yore.
Yes, my mother’s gentle warning
As she took me on her knee
And I feel again life’s morning
In the cottage by the sea.
And I feel again life’s morning
In the cottage, the cottage by the sea.
What, though years have rolled before me
Though ‘mid fairer scenes I roam
Though I ne’er shall cease to love thee
Childhood’s dear and happy home
And when life’s long days are closing
Oh! How happy it would be
On some faithful breast reposing
In the cottage by the sea.
On some faithful breast reposing
In the cottage, the cottage by the sea.
Ann and her sister-in-law, Lizzie Ashman, sang the foregoing song on a t w enty-fourth of July program when Ann was nearing her eightieth birthda y . Their voices were clear and beautiful. This was Ann’s last public app ea rance as a singer.
The older members of the community never cease to speak of her beautif u l alto voice and her long and faithful service to the community.
One winter evening while the writer was in her home compiling this histo r y she was called to the telephone by Frank H. Partridge. He said upon t ha t occasion that the most beautiful singing he had ever heard was don e b y Ann and Lizzie Ashman. This was seventeen years after Ann had passe d aw ay and still he had not forgotten.
Many years ago patriarch Peter L. Brunson promised Ann that for her fait h fulness and long years of service as a singer in Israel, that she woul d a lways have a member of her posterity to carry on in the same field. T oday , in nineteen hundred and fifty-nine, this prophecy has been fulfill ed .
In her declining years she often sat in her rocking chair on the porc h o f her humble cottage. As the last long rays of the dying summer sun f orso ok the tall peaks of the Pahvants and surrendered to a deepening twi light , as it filtered through the leafy locus trees and cast its darkene d shad ows across her furrowed brow, she would sing to her children and g randchi ldren the old sweet songs of her youth.
She was a charter member of the Fillmore Ward Female Relief Society fo r o ver sixty years and a faithful worker all her life. Even when unabl e to a ttend during her last months on earth she continued the payment o f her mo nthly dues to the last. She was a visiting teacher for many year s.
Ann made her own yeast and did all of her baking. Sometimes the Indian s w ould come begging during her absence. The children were frightened an d wo uld give them about everything they asked for. They were very cheek y an d asked for everything they saw. Many times Ann would have only enou gh br ead for supper, and would come home to find that the children had g iven t he last bread to the Indians. This would necessitate her having t o mak e a fire and bake bread for the evening meal.
Every Saturday the house was thoroughly cleaned for Sunday. Cupboards we r e cleaned, all the dishes washed, the floors scrubbed, the sweeping an d d usting done and ample food prepared for the Sunday meals. The childre n’ s shoes were shined and placed in a row ready for Sunday School and th ei r clothes made ready. It was always Abe’s and Ann’s desire that thei r chi ldren attend church on the Sabbath; although as the children grew o lder , they sometimes failed to adhere to their parents’ teachings.
Whenever Ann and Abe went on a pleasure trip it was a very short one. Th e y either gathered up the widows of the neighborhood and drove to Ceda r Sp rings (Holden), to Corn Creek (Kanosh), or to some other town to con feren ce or went to the farm to review the crops. Their conveyance was al ways t he lumber wagon. It could never be a private affair for the reaso n that f or blocks away one could hear the rumble of the wagon wheels .
I believe they were supremely happy even more so than many people are to d ay who drive in the finest of cars. They lived lives that demanded happ in ess. They were poor in one sense yet wealthy in another, yet independe nt . Their family was always well-fed, even though many times they lacke d th e cash to buy the things they could not raise.
Abe was a great hand in obtaining the choicest fruits and berries. The y a lways had an abundance of fruit. At that time the art of bottling fru it a nd vegetables had not been developed so in order to have fruit for t he wi nter it was necessary to dry the excess supply.
Ann and her daughters would sit for hours and weeks peeling, coring an d s toning fruit for drying. When the flush of fruit came on, every scaff ol d available was strewn with fruit and many times the roof of the hous e wa s used as a scaffold.
At the end of the season many bags were filled. Ann was always happy wh e n she had more dried fruit than the family needed for she would sell i t f or cash to buy shoes and other school clothes for the children.
Patriarch Peter L. Brunson was one of her regular customers. He live d i n Grass Valley where no fruit was grown. He used to say that Ann’s dr ie d fruit was the cleanest and best that he could buy. She sold it for f ro m one-and-one-half to five cents per pound. Peeled fruit was worth mor e , and apples and apricots were worth more per pound. Pattowattome plum s g rew along the south fence line. The children used to gather them an d dr y them. Fish peddlers often came from West Millard and the plums wer e tra ded for fish for the family.
Kerosene lamps were used and the oil was sold by the gallon at the store s . Care must be exercised to see that the lamps were not tipped over an d c ause a fire. Occasionally this did happen but fortunately there was n o bu rnout.
Ann traded eggs to the store in exchange for groceries. The children we r e always interested when a basket of eggs was sold for Ann always pu t i n two or three extra for candy.
Abe always raised a patch of sugar cane on his farm and in the fall th e c ane was taken to the sorghum mill and made into molasses. Molasses wa s us ed in making cakes in place of sugar. It was also used in making pre serve . Ann sometimes made a four or five-gallon jar full of molasses pre serve . It had to be kept in a cool place and used before it spoiled beca use sh e had no way of sealing it.
Abe once sent a beautiful beef into Salt Lake to trade for groceries. Wh e n they got returns, prices were so high, that he could almost carry i n hi s hands the groceries he received in return.
Late-September peaches grew along the north fence line and were always r e ferred to as squaw peaches. Every fall the squaws would come with thei r c one shaped baskets on their backs and gather the peaches .
At harvest time Abe always stacked the grain at home. The children alwa y s looked forward to threshing time. There was a lot of excitement whe n ne ws came that the threshers were coming. When the huge red threshin g machi ne pulled into the yard with the horsepower machine and all the h orses an d men, there was real commotion both inside and out. A number o f men wer e required to operate the machine and wherever they threshed th ey ate. Th e girls and Ann were busy in the house preparing the big meal . The kitche n was loaded with good food for the hungry men. In case th e machine brok e down the men had to be fed until repairs were made and t hreshing resume d. Everyone was anxious to know how great the yield.
As soon as the threshing was over people from far and near came with b e d ticks under their arms to get them filled with straw for the winter , an d to replenish the straw under their carpets.
All the children of the neighborhood gathered to watch the operation a n d to have a roll on the fresh new straw stack. Ann’s bed ticks were alw ay s filled to the limit. Sometimes they were so full and so round that i t w as difficult to stick onto them. Often the occupant would find himsel f of f on the floor in the middle of the night. However, before the sprin g cam e the straw would be mashed almost to a powder.
The boys would play marbles on the home-made carpet in the winter and wh e re the strips were joined the toes of their shoes would break the threa d s and Ann was kept busy sewing up the holes to keep the straw from poki n g through.
General house-cleaning was done regularly spring and fall. It was gener a l knowledge in the neighborhood also when house cleaning was in progres s . All the furniture was carried out onto the porch or in the yard to pr ot ect it from the dust of the straw used under the carpet and to make ro o m for Ann’s father who was always on hand with his bucket of lime to wh it ewash the bare log walls and the factory ceiling.
Abe always kept a few cows to eat the hay that he raised on the farm. A n n often sold milk to the neighbors for two and one-half cents per quar t . She sold home-made butter for twenty cents per pound. At Easter tim e eg gs sold many times for seven and one-half cents per dozen.
Ann’s mother had a pocket well which was filled with fresh water every m o rning during well water time, which was before the people turned the ca tt le out to drink. A small house was built over the well and shelves wer e m ade for storing things. In summer time the family drinking water wa s carr ied across the street from her mother’s well. The butter was als o place d in a wooden bowl and covered with a wet cloth and green grape l eaves. I t was then placed on the water to float and to keep it cool.
All the culinary water was carried from a ditch which ran several yard s w est of the house. Many times floods came in summer and melting snow f ro m the mountains in the spring made the water roily and unfit for use . I n such case hard-wood ashes were used to clear it. Often large barrel s we re partly filled with gravel, then filled to the top with water. A t ap wa s placed at the bottom side of the barrel and as the water filtere d throu gh the rocks it cleared and was drawn off clear through the tap a t the bo ttom of the barrel. Sometimes a cactus, commonly known as the pr ickley pe ar was placed in the water to clear it.
When a rain came buckets and tubs were placed under the eves of the hou s e to catch the water. Rain water was considered especially good for was hi ng the hair as well as for washing clothes.
All the washing for this huge family had to be done on the old fashion e d washboard and Ann’s oldest children tell of how they used to have t o g o to bed while their clothes were washed.
All of her children were taught to work and all of them went out on the i r own as soon as they were old enough.
It was a happy day when at last Ann could have a washing machine. She a n d her daughter Emeline shared one together. It was a second-hand machi n e and hand-operated. Still it was a labor-saver and the boys could hel p o perate it.
During the time of no doctors nor morticians in Fillmore, Ann spent mu c h of her time among the sick of the community. Many times she went int o h omes where contagions lurked to sit through the night with the sick.
When the children sensed the carbolic acid odor and saw her clothing han g ing on the clothes line, they knew where she had spent the night.
Her home was always central for the neighborhood, both young and old.
She owned a spinning wheel and did a great deal of spinning and knitti n g for her family. Her hands were never idle. She knitted winter stockin g s for her huge family and spent many days spinning yarn for the first s ui t of clothes Abe ever wore.
She contributed yarn, rags, cash and labor for the first carpets and qui l ts made by the Relief Society of Fillmore. She contributed to the ai d o f the people South on the Muddy who had their homes and goods destroy ed b y fire. She also contributed to the Emigration Fund to aid the peopl e o f foreign countries to emigrate to America.
She lived a widow for seventeen years, and her character was beyond repr o ach. Her watchword to her family was: “Stick together.” She was trul y a d evoted wife and mother and her door was always open to the many fri ends w ho came to partake of her hospitality. She loved America and man y times e xpressed herself as having no regrets for having left her nativ e land.
She passed away in Fillmore, October third, nineteen-hundred and twenty- n ine and was buried October sixth at the foot of the Pahvant hills in t h e Fillmore Cemetery.
She has left a numerous posterity, many of whom are filling position s o f trust in the world today. They have every reason to be proud of th e her itage she has left them. She was devoted to her family and to her l ofty i deals. Her posterity can do well to follow her worthy example as a n idea l mother and faithful Latter-Day Saint. | Carling, Ann Elizabeth (I199)
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J. Golden Kimball, one of the most colorful and beloved of the General A u thorities was one of the First Seven Presidents of Seventies from 189 2 un til his death in 1938. He was born in Salt Lake City, June 9, 1853 , "i n a palatial Utah home of half a century ago—a residence of his fath er's , Heber C. Kimball, erected in 1848-49. His mother's name was Christ een G olden Kimball, she being the only member of her family that ever jo ined t he Church.
Elder Kimball was carefully trained by his father, as he was livin g i n such close proximity to him that he was ever under his very watchfu l ca re. He had the privilege in his early years of accompanying his fath er wi th Pres. Brigham Young's large parties when visiting the settlement s of t he Saints. He was a student of the leading schools of Salt Lake Ci ty up t o 1868, and had a life scholarship paid in what is now the Univer sity o f Utah. He was also a student of the "Morgan Commercial College."
His father died June 22, 1868, and being the eldest child of his mot h er's family, unfortunately and against his mother's wishes he became at ta ched to the vocation of driving a team—hauled wood from the canyons, o r e from the mines, etc. To follow a profession of any kind was not urge d u pon young people in those days, and notwithstanding every effort wa s mad e by his mother to secure more elevating employment, it failed; an d the m other went out the second time, in 1875, as a pioneer, and with h er famil y located in Meadowville, Rich county, Utah, where Brother Kimba ll and hi s brother Elias S., who became his partner in business, purchas ed four hu ndred acres of farm and meadow land, and in that cold, norther n clime est ablished a ranch and farm, and for fifteen years followed th e horse and c attle business. They were successful and accumulated consid erable means.
From the time of his father's death, and up to the fall of 1881, h e w as under no restraint of any kind, but was as free as the birds tha t fl y in the air; no man's hand was stretched out to guide him in the fo otste ps of his father until that man of God, Elder Karl G. Maeser, was d irecte d by the Spirit of the Lord to the isolated little settlement, mad e up la rgely of eleven of Heber C. Kimball's sons and their families. Th is grea t and good man called the people together in a log school house a nd testi fied of God, and spoke in the interest of the Brigham Young Acad emy. Th e Spirit of God awakened and aroused Brother Kimball and his brot her Elia s, and for the first time they realized there was something els e to be ac complished in life besides looking after cattle and horses. Th ey repente d of their weaknesses, reformed, and after great sacrifices an d the overc oming of many difficulties they both attended the Brigham You ng Academy f or two years, and were guided and tutored by Dr. Maeser an d his associat e teachers.
While it is true they did not graduate or attempt to do so, they rep e nted, reformed, and gained a testimony that God lives, and they were lo ya l and true to the Brigham Young Academy from that day forth. At the ex pir ation of the school term, Elder Kimball was called, April 6, 1883, b y Pre s. John Taylor, to fill a mission to the Southern States. In eigh t days a fter receiving his call he was set apart by Brother Moses Thatch er. Toget her with twenty-four Elders he landed in Chattanooga, Tennessee , and wa s appointed by Pres. Brigham H. Roberts to labor in Virginia, wh ere he jo ined his companion as a traveling Elder and labored absolutel y without pu rse or scrip. After laboring one year he was appointed to ac t as secretar y of the Southern States Mission at Chattanooga under the d irection of Pr es. Roberts.
He was very familiar with the details of the martyrdom of Elders Gib b s and Berry, as well as with the mobbing, shooting at and whipping of " Mo rmon" Elders during the year 1884. The last year of his mission his he alt h and constitution were broken; he was troubled with malaria, which c onti nued to afflict him for many years. In the spring of 1885 he receive d a n honorable release, and returned via New Jersey, where he preached , an d visited his mother's relatives.
On his return he continued in the ranch business, and was ordain e d a Seventy by President C. D. Fjelsted, July 21, 1886. On his retur n t o Bear Lake he traveled as a home missionary in that Stake, and was a ppoi nted to preside over an Elders' quorum, after which he was chosen an d se t apart as superintendent of the Young Men's Mutual Improvement Asso ciati ons of the Bear Lake Stake, and visited the associations until he m oved t o Logan city. The Kimball brothers partook of the spirit running r ife i n the world and commenced to worship the "Old Gold Calf," hoping t o gai n honor and renown by becoming rich.
Elder Kimball did partake of the more refining elements of life wh e n he married on September 22, 1887, Miss Jane "Jennie" Smith Knowlton . Th e couple would have six children.
Elder Jonathan G., together with Newel and Elias, entered into the i m plement business under the name of "Kimball Brothers," establishing pla ce s of business at Logan and Montpelier. They signed notes for the firs t ti me for over thirty thousand dollars. They labored hard for four year s, an d lost their investment, but saved their good name and paid their d ebts . Their ranch was exchanged for Cache valley property, and their cat tle a nd horses invested in real estate. They were not yet convinced of t he dan ger of speculation, but went into the real estate business durin g the boo m, and bought everything almost that was for sale, and wound u p their car eer as business men by investing in a company that had purcha sed 119,00 0 acres of land in Canada. What they failed to lose their frie nds helpe d them out of, and they were for the time being prevented fro m chasing af ter the golden calf. Moral: "Don't go in debt."
The Lord again came to the rescue, and Brother Jonathan G. was the n c alled, Aug. 1, 1891, by Pres. Wilford Woodruff to succeed Elder Willi am S pry as the president of the Southern States Mission. Notwithstandin g hi s health was seriously impaired, and he was about to graduate in a b usine ss way, the Prophet of the Lord promised him he should regain his h ealt h and be blessed of the Lord, which was literally fulfilled. Brothe r Kimb all labored three years as president of the Southern States Missio n, an d was succeeded by his brother, Elias S. Kimball.
On April 6, 1892, he was chosen one of the First Council of the Seve n ty, and was ordained by Apostle Francis M. Lyman, two days later. Broth e r Kimball was called to be one of the aids in the General Board of th e Yo ung Men's Mutual Improvement Associations in the year 1896, and too k an a ctive part in filling appointments, as directed by the General Boa rd, i n nearly every Stake in Zion, visiting the young men's conferences , youn g men's and young ladies' conjoint conferences, and conventions.
In January, 1901, Brother Kimball was appointed by President Snow a n d given the privilege, in company with his wife and Elder Heber J. Gra n t and family, to visit the California Mission, the object of the call b ei ng chiefly that he might become acquainted with that field of labor. H e h ad the privilege of meeting with the Elders and Saints and listened f or t he first time to the "Mormon" Elders preach on the street corners. E lde r Kimball was very much impressed with that country and people and ca me t o believe a Stake of Zion would yet be established in the State of C alifo rnia.
It was as a General Authority that J. Golden Kimball became best kno w n to the saints. For the speech patterns he had picked up during his wi l d years as a drover and cattleman came to the fore to the embarrassmen t o f some and the amusement of many. Many a "hell" and "****" came fro m hi s lips during the stake conferences at which he was called upon to s pea k and even occasionally from the pulpit at General Conference. But wh il e some may have felt him crude, no one ever doubted that Elder Kimbal l co uld drive home a point with the best of them. Asked how he could ge t awa y with the way he spoke, Elder Kimball is said to have replied, "He ll, th ey can't excommunicate me. I repent too damned fast."
After a long and colorful career as a General Authority during whi c h he rose to become the Seventh (senior) President of the Seventy, Eld e r Kimball died as a result of injuries incurred in an automobile accide n t September 2, 1938 near Reno, Nevada. He will long be remembered wit h lo ve and affection.
The Salt Lake Tribune which in those days often wrote bitterly of t h e Church and especially its General Authorities, editorialized on the o cc asion of Elder Kimball's death: "The Church, of which he was an honore d m ember and high official, may never have another like him. He was fran k, o utspoken, and fearless in his utterances. His discourses scintillate d wit h original observations which occasionally disturbed some of his he arers , but never failed to convey his honest thoughts. Rich and.erasabl e are t he stories told of his apt retorts and pointed remarks. His genia l, whole some nature will be remembered long and his quaint sayings repea ted afte r many solemn visages and doleful homilies are forgotten.
There was but one J. Golden Kimball. He was respected, beloved, and en j oyed by all with whom he made contact. His passing is a distinct los s t o his circle, his Church, his community, and his commonwealth. "
Bibliography
Jenson, LDS Biographical Encyclopedia, Vol. 1, p.210
Brooks, LDS Reference Encylopedia, p.247
2005 Church Almanac, p.72 | Kimball, Jonathan Golden (I88409)
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JACOB COON
Written by Annabelle Coon Thomas, a daughter; copied from Heritage of t h e Abraham Coon Family.
Jacob Coon, my father, was born in Salt Lake City, Utah, October 17, 185 4 , a son of Abraham Coon and Mary Elizabeth (Betsy) Wilson. His mother , Ma ry Elizabeth Wilson, was born on February 19, 1828, in Montgomery Co unty , Tennessee. Betsy Wilson was the third wife of Abraham Coon.
Jacob Coon married Sarah Hirst of Pleasant Green on January 3, 1876 in t h e old Endowment House in Salt Lake City. My mother came to this countr y f rom England at the age of eight years with her parents.
They became the parents of one son and four daughters. They made their h o me in the southwest corner of Pleasant Green Ward (in Coonville) .
Father did farming and stock raising. He also had a large herd of shee p . He was very fond of nice large horses. He had a sorrel team which h e pr ized very highly. They were admired by all who saw them. I can remem ber t he names he gave them – Babe and Dex.
Father was a Seventy in the Priesthood. He was MIA President in the Plea s ant Green Ward and did ward teaching, going on horseback in the evenin g s as houses were so few and so scattered. He did confirmations and bles si ngs and he named some of us children, along with others in the Coon fa mil y. H e observed the Word of Wisdom.
Father loved to ride and break in wild horses for people. They all sai d t hat there was no horse that could throw Jake Coon; he was such an exc elle nt rider. However, one afternoon as he was riding a wild horse, it r eare d up straight and then fell backwards on Father. The horn of the sad dle c rushed his shoulder and arm and caused internal injury. This was th e caus e of his death a year later. He died on December 15, 1885, at th e age o f thirty one. He was buried in the Pleasant Green Cemetery.
His father, Abraham Coon, died nine months before my father. His death w a s also caused by the same type of accident. My father’s mother, Mary El iz abeth Wilson Coon, died July 2, 1856, in Carson Valley, Nevada, wher e he r husband was on a mission. Father was only two years old. He baby s ister , Mary Elizabeth, was six months old. The other three children of A braha m and Elizabeth Wilson Coon were Edna Jane, Isaac, and Laura, who d ied yo ung. Grandfather’s first wife, Elizabeth Yarbrough Coon, with hi s fourt h wife, Sarah Curtis Coon, helped raise the children.
After my father’s death my mother was left a widow with five little chil d ren to raise alone. I was eight; my brother Ervin, six; Sarah Melissa , fo ur; Jessie, three; and Jane Ellen (Nellie) was three weeks old. Soo n afte r this, Mother moved down close to the Pleasant Green meeting hous e. We l ived there until January 1898 when we moved to Salt Lake City.
In October 1911 Mother became ill and she wanted Father’s remains move d t o the Salt Lake Cemetery where she desired they both be buried. The m orti cian, Joseph William Taylor, was consulted. Joseph said he was afrai d the re would only be the skeleton there, but he consented to take a bo x an d a casket to see what he could do. He and two helpers, with my brot her E rvin, went up to the cemetery. Otto Larson as the sexton at this ti me, an d he and U Uncle Isaac Coon, my father’s brother, and a brother-in -law, W illiam Jenkins, all opened the grave. There was only the outer ro ugh bo x in poor condition. The inner hardwood coffin they used in thos e days wa s in perfect condition, and so was the corpse. The mortician sa id there w as no moisture in the ground and it was so hard and so dry tha t it was ju st petrified. We were all amazed that it was so perfect afte r twenty-si x years of burial.
Three weeks after Father’s remains were interred in the city cemetery, M o ther passed away, November 27, 1911, at the age of fifty-four. Both ar e l ying side by side in Salt Lake in the Sale Lake City Cemetery. Both o f m y parents died young in life. | Coon, Jacob (I128)
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Jacob Hamblin was born 6 April 1819 in Ashtabula County, Ohio. His paren t s were farmers, and he learned farming as a youth. In 1836 his family m ov ed to Wisconsin Territory and homesteaded at a place called Spring Pra iri e. Hamblin’s father told Jacob when he was nineteen that he had bee n a fa ithful boy and that it was time for him to go into the world and d o somet hing for himself. Hamblin then traveled more than a hundred mile s west an d went to work in the Galena mines. After working for a few mon ths, he ba rely escaped a rock fall that killed his co-worker. The incide nt gave hi m an aversion to mining, and he never returned to the mines. C ollecting h is wages, he returned to Wisconsin and paid for the land he h ad helped ho mestead.
In the autumn of 1839 he married Lucinda Taylor and settled down to sta r t a family. However, in February 1842 he heard that Mormon elders wer e pr eaching nearby. After listening to the Mormon preaching, he joined t he Mo rmon church on 3 March 1842. Hamblin started missionary work almos t immed iately and became known as a faith healer, showing the signs of “ those th at believe,” in his words. The next year he moved to Nauvoo, Ill inois, wh ere the Mormon church headquarters were located.
Anti-Mormon sentiment was building and Hamblin and his family received t h eir share. At that time he met and married Rachel Judd as his second (t ha t is, plural) wife. His families moved west with the Mormons. He settl e d in Tooele Valley and became acquainted with local Indians who knew h i m as a friend. In 1854 Hamblin was called as a missionary to the India n s in southern Utah.
Again, he became known for his influence with Native Americans becaus e o f his integrity and his willingness to be friends with them. He had m an y spiritual experiences that caused the Indians to consider him invest e d with godly powers. After serving in his Indian mission for more th a n a year, Hamblin moved his family from Tooele to what is now Santa Cla ra . He then became president of the southern Utah Indian mission.
In the fall of 1857 Hamblin went north to confer with Brigham Young in S a lt Lake City. On the way he encountered the Fancher Party of emigrants , C alifornia bound from Arkansas and Missouri. They asked him about th e roa d and places to camp. He directed them to Mountain Meadows on the o ld Spa nish Trail, about three miles from his home. He later expressed ho rror an d repugnance at news of the massacre of the Fancher Party at Moun tain Mea dows. His wife Rachel helped care for the massacre survivors a t the ranch .
Hamblin continued to serve as a missionary to the Native American trib e s in the Southern Utah area. Following enactment of the Edmunds Act o f 18 82, an arrest order was issued naming Hamblin and others known to pr actic e polygamy. Hamblin moved his families from Utah into Arizona and N ew Mex ico and some even moved into Chihuahua, Mexico. Until his death o n 31 Aug ust 1886, Hamblin was usually moving from one family to anothe r to evad e federal officers and see to the needs of his widespread famil y. He ha d four wives: Lucinda Taylor (married April 1839, separated Febr uary 1849 ); Rachel Judd (married 30 September 1849); Sarah Priscilla Lea vitt (marr ied September 1857); Louisa Boneli (married 16 November 1865) . He fathere d twenty-four children and had several adopted children. Hi s lasting lega cy was as a missionary and friend to the Native Americans , helping smoot h relations between them and the more recent arrivals t o the land. | Hamblin, Jacob (I99078)
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JACOB HUNTSMAN
Another Pioneer Answers Last Call
Jacob Huntsman, a resident of this state since 1855 and early-day guid e o f Emigrant Parties, dies at home here.
Again the hand of death has been laid upon the rapidly-thinning rank s o f California pioneers, the latest to answer the inevitable summons be in g Jacob Huntsman, a native of Ohio, who passed away this morning at hi s h ome here. The decedent lacked but a few days of the age of four-scor e yea rs; his eightieth birthday falling on July 5th next. He leaves a wi dow an d seven children: James, John and Willis Huntsman and Mrs. Lorind a Holme s of Hollister, Mrs. Alice Hunt of Tree Pines, Mrs. Mary Stewar t of Arroy o Grande, California and William Huntsman of Millard County, U tah. Two br others survive the dead pioneer, Peter and Jesse Huntsman, bo th resident s of Utah. The former arrived here last week on a visit and w as present a t the final parting.
Jacob Huntsman was born in the state of Ohio, July 5, 1834. In 1855, th e n a youth of 22 years, he joined the tide of emigration then streamin g ac ross the plains to California. He drove an ox team and endured all o f th e hardships that menaced the path of the pioneer adventures. Arrivin g i n this State, he settled first at Watsonville, where he remained fo r fiv e or six years. The following years were passed in Southern Califor nia, i n the Counties of San Bernardino and Los Angeles, where he lived u ntil mo ving to Hollister eleven years ago. While living in San Bernardin o County , he married Martha Bickmore, the widow now left to mourn him.
During his life in the State, before his retirement on moving here, Mr . H untsman followed the occupation of ranching. Not continuously, howeve r, f or his was a life of varied experiences. Nine separate times after h is ar rival here; he crossed and re-crossed the continent as guide to emi gran t parties from the Eastern States. He learned the language and custo ms an d acquired and respect of the hostile Indians that menaced the safe ty o f the emigrant trains and his presence was often a hostage to the sa fet y of the persons under his escort.
It is related that a war party of redskins descended upon a train unde r h is guidance with the intention of utterly annilhating every person i n it . The Indians circled the wagons in war paint with bows strung and i t app eared as if nothing could prevent the massacre. Mr. Huntsman fearle ssly m ounted upon one of the wagons and commenced a language to the host ile chi efs in their own tongue with the result that they forbore in thei r deadl y purpose and moved away, the immigrants proceeding in safety. | Huntsman, Jacob (I2720)
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