Isabelle Maria Harris

1861 - 1938  (77 years)  Submit Photo / Document    Has 2 ancestors and 37 descendants in this family tree.

• Name	Isabelle Maria Harris
  Birth	15 Apr 1861	Willard, Box Elder, Utah, United States
  Gender	Female
  Initiatory (LDS)	8 Oct 1879	SGEOR
  FamilySearch ID	KWCW-D6D
  Death	31 May 1938	Provo, Utah, Utah, United States
  Burial	3 Jun 1938	Provo, Utah, Utah, United States
  Person ID	I167	mytree
  Last Modified	25 Feb 2024

  
  

  Father	Charles Elisha Harris,   b. 2 Jul 1834, Brownhelm Township, Lorain, Ohio, United States d. 3 Feb 1916, Junction, Piute, Utah, United States (Age 81 years)
  Mother	Louisa Maria Hall,   b. 30 Dec 1839, Exeter, Scott, Illinois, United States d. 6 May 1923, Provo, Utah, Utah, United States (Age 83 years)
  Marriage	20 Apr 1855	Ogden, Weber, Utah, United States
  Family ID	F176	Group Sheet  |  Family Chart

  
  

  Family 1	Nels Lars Nelson,   b. 25 Apr 1862, Goshen, Utah, Utah, United States d. 12 May 1946, Downey, Bannock, Idaho, United States (Age 84 years)
  Marriage	1 Aug 1887	Logan, Cache, Utah, United States
  Divorce	Yes, date unknown
  Children	+ 1. Estella Jean Nelson,   b. 12 May 1888, Provo, Utah, Utah, United States d. 3 Jul 1943, Provo, Utah, Utah, United States (Age 55 years) + 2. Jessie Belle Nelson,   b. 12 May 1888, Provo, Utah, Utah, United States d. 10 Oct 1971, Provo, Utah, Utah, United States (Age 83 years) + 3. Sterling Harris Nelson,   b. 14 Sep 1889, Provo, Utah, Utah, United States d. 26 Nov 1984, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States (Age 95 years)   4. Milo Alva Nelson,   b. 5 Sep 1891, Provo, Utah, Utah, United States d. 12 Jan 1968, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States (Age 76 years)
  Family ID	F173	Group Sheet  |  Family Chart
  Last Modified	16 Jan 2025

  
  

  Family 2	Clarence Merrill,   b. 18 May 1841, Norwalk, Fairfield, Connecticut, United States d. 21 Feb 1918, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States (Age 76 years)
  Marriage	8 Oct 1879	St. George, Washington, Utah, United States
  Divorce	Yes, date unknown
  Divorced	1882	Sevier, Sevier, Utah, United States
  Children	+ 1. Albert Merrill,   b. 16 Feb 1881, Richfield, Sevier, Utah, United States d. 18 Jul 1956, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States (Age 75 years) + 2. Horace G Merrill,   b. 19 Jul 1882, Richfield, Sevier, Utah, United States d. 9 Oct 1970 (Age 88 years)
  Family ID	F174	Group Sheet  |  Family Chart
  Last Modified	16 Jan 2025

  
  

  Family 3	Robert Albert Berry,   b. 16 May 1867, Kanarraville, Iron, Utah, United States d. 25 Mar 1962, Provo, Utah, Utah, United States (Age 94 years)
  Marriage	30 Jun 1915	Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
  Family ID	F175	Group Sheet  |  Family Chart
  Last Modified	16 Jan 2025

  
  

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  Birth - 15 Apr 1861 - Willard, Box Elder, Utah, United States Initiatory (LDS) - 8 Oct 1879 - SGEOR Marriage - 8 Oct 1879 - St. George, Washington, Utah, United States Divorced - 1882 - Sevier, Sevier, Utah, United States Marriage - 1 Aug 1887 - Logan, Cache, Utah, United States Marriage - 30 Jun 1915 - Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States Death - 31 May 1938 - Provo, Utah, Utah, United States Burial - 3 Jun 1938 - Provo, Utah, Utah, United States  = Link to Google Earth

  
  

• Notes

  To write a life story always seemed to me a desirable project, for oth e r s, but for myself, I hesitated, thinking that events which had bee n s o d ee ply interesting to me, would not be so interesting to any on e else . Ho wev er, I know that if I had historical material concerning m y grand paren ts o r other ancestors, such material would be priceless. T he Proph et Eno ch sa id: "And death hath come upon our Fathers, neverthe less we k now the m an d cannot deny, and even the first of all we know w as ADAM: f or a BOO K O F REMEMBRANCE we have written among us, accordin g to the pat tern give n b y the FINGER OF GOD, and it is given in our ow n language" . (Moses 6:4 3-46) The thought now comes to me that if the Pr ophets and o ther great m en ha d not written, we would not have the hist ory of races , or nations o r hav e Scriptures, or would not have known o ur destiny. BIRTH PLACE AND EARLY HOME My Father and Mother were living in a little ranch house, build of lo g s , about four miles from the nearest settlement. Junction, Piute Count y , U tah. This area is now covered by the Piute Reservoir. There were ten children before me. Two had married, but the remaini n g e i ght must have taxed the capacity of the three room cabin, as wel l a s t h e fortitude of my wonderful parents. My Mother, (Louisa Marie H al l Har ri s) then in her forty fifth year has told me that she wept bit ter ly a t th e anticipation of another addition to this, already large f amil y. H oweve r, her faith and a loyal husband (Charles Harris) contrib ute d to he r cour age. I have no doubt as to the welcome and loving car e giv en th e new bor n, on July 27th 1884. Being very warm weather, my t hought ful F ather fel t it necessary to remove the "********" from betwe en th e logs t o allow mo re air for Mother's comfort. There were not doctors available in those days and the closest midwi f e l i ved in Parowan, a distance of sixty miles. My older brother, JESS E , ma d e the trip with horse and buckboard and brought Sister Balis, t h e midwi f e who remained at the home several days, awaiting the adven t o f NUMBE R EL EVEN, who was later christened MERTIE ADELL. When my brother JESSE heard the news he said to Sister Balis: "Wel l , n o wonder you were so fussy about your satchel if that is what you b r o ught !" My memories of the ranch are very few. One of the most clear is of t h e t w o big tubs of warm milk. My mother placed a small quantity of ren ne t i nt o the milk to form the curd, which later was drained and presse d i nt o del icious cheese. The little bits of curd left in the empty tu b s I st ill re member as a special treat. Often we played on the hillside back of the house, IDA and the smal l b o y s dug a well and rigged up a well-pole and tiny bucket attached w it h st ri ng in good imitation of our real well. We carried water up hil l a nd p our ed in it. In the spring of 1887, my father (Charles) sold the ranch and move d t h e f amily into a canyon about fifty miles north of Bryce, this are a bei n g goo d feeding ground for the seventy-five head of cattle whic h were b ro ught. There we spent the summer. For this temporary home, fat her bui l t a sma ll cabin in a shady nook. Although I was but three year s old , I well rem ember that after the logs were laid for the walls, fat her p u t up a swing, fastened to the joist, to please the "small fry" . I remem b er him helpin g me into that swing. Here Mother was busy taking care of milk and making butter. Father co n s t ructed some shelves for the pans of milk, over a cool stream of wat er , sh eltered from the sun with green boughs from the surrounding trees . My brothers, quite attentive to my Childish fancies, made for me a t i n y c hurn out of a bottle. This was done by tying a string dipped in c oa l -oil, (kerosene) around the bottle. They would light the string an d af t er i t burned off, would dip the bottle in cold water which cause d i t t o crac k off so it would look like a jar. The dasher was made o f wood . O ne da y they took me for a walk in the shady woods, over log s and sho we d me a s kunk that someone had killed. In the afternoons, my sister, IDA MAY, patiently sat in the tent, wh e r e m y brothers slept, taught us to sew carpet rags. Rags, no doubt, s e w n wit h the hope of adding comfort to the next home, which the Lord m ig h t see f it to bless this family with. Upon leaving this beautiful canyon home, father traded his cattle f o r t w o pieces of land in the small town of JUNCTIN. On the forty acr e pi ec e w as a small frame house of three rooms; on the other piece, h e bui l t a lit tle house of new lumber. That winter we did not occupy ei ther , b ut wen t to live in Richfield, the purpose being that the boys m igh t atte nd scho ol. It was here that my father met the sweet young girl who later beca m e a m e mber of our family. I recall that she and my sister, IDA MAY, w er e was hi ng dishes together while I was playing around. I was only fou r y ear s old. I will never forget about her baking a little pie for me , an d sa id, "W e will make this for our own special benefit". She wa s a patt ern o f kindn ess. HAPPY ChildHOOD Many fond memories linger around our little home in Junction. We u s e d t o wade in the ditches, walk barefooted on the pole fences, hunt p ol ly wog s and water snakes in the little stream. My companions in thi s spo r t wer e Delroy, Delilah andennie, children of my oldest brother C HARLIE , wh o lived with his family about a fourth mile east of us. Jenni e a n d I wou ld ramble through the barn yard and romp in the straw or ma yb e pl ay wit h toads in a dirt hole in the back yard. Other loved companions were Hattie and Clara Morrill. We playe d i n t h e hay loft and hunted hen's nests, or sat on the floor and play ed " jack s". We made a store where we sold cloth "by the yard" and man y smal l it ems. Their father, John Morrill, was our Bishop. Their home was a nice l a r g e brick house with carpet on the stairs. I recall AUNT ELLIE'S lar g e k it chen with a long table where there was room for her family of s i x an d fri ends. Aunt Ellie, hoever, was rather timid about entertaini n g th e churc h authorities when on one such occasion she prevailed wit h m y Mot her to e ntertain them when they came to take care of organizat io n at th e conferen ce. She said, "Sister Harris, I will let you have a nyt hing yo u want to fi x up your house". So, we got her nice dishes (an d be dding, I presume), a nd a carpet. The distinguished guests were Elde rs He be r J. Grant, Gran t Francis Lyman and George Q. Cannon. At the ta ble o n e of them commente d on our being comfortably provided for, whe n my bro th er EARL, who was ab out 12 years old, piped up with this brig ht remark : " By the way this i s a borrowed carpet." I can only imagin e the swee t fac e of my Mother. Clarence Earl My brother EUGENE brought home a little deer, a fawn, and gav e i t t o m e for a pet. One day my mother asked me to bring her a drin k of c oo l wat er from the cellar. It was an old fashioned dirt cellar w here w e k ept th e mild, butter and te jar of water which mother had dip ped fro m t he litt le clear stream which ran by the front of the house . On my wa y t o the ho use my gentle pet deer took a drink out of the cu p. I starte d t o go on bu t mother rapped on the window pane and calle d "You go righ t b ack and ge t me another cup of water". Louisa and Mertie OUR LITTLE HOME IN JUNCTION Our little home consisted of two small rooms and lean-to kitchen. T h e f r ont room had a cozy little fireplace with chimney and stone heart h . O n e day in summer there was a colony of flying ants swarmed in th e ch imne y. They came down and cawled along our white floor and one by o ne, w e n t out of the front door.*****And there was a secret little mar k on t h e st ep which Father had made with his pocket knife to tell us w hen i t wa s on e o'clock. Mother had made a lovely rag carpet for the tiny bedroom. She woul d c o l or the rags with blue viterol for blue, copperous for yellow an d som e w it h diamond dyes for red and green. Underneath the carpet wa s a thic k l aye r of straw which pufed up in the middle and crunched a b it as w e wal ked. The posts of the bed stead had been beautifully turne d on a la th e an d for springs we had rope stretched across both ways an d fastene d t o th e side pieces. Then there was a big thick straw-tick a nd mother' s f eathe r bed. Mother had saved feathers from ducks killed b y my fathe r an d brot hers when we lived on the ranch where I was born . (I still ha ve t he feat her bed and two large pillows.) During my first year in school Horace (Belle's son) was with us . H e w a s a wonderful companion. We walked together, the long dusty roa d t o t h e little log school house, and carried our lunch. Sometimes w e wer e in te rested in looking at the water snakes and pollywogs in th e littl e stre am. He made especially good record in school. My schoolin g was int erru pte d three times before I was ten years old. Consequentl y I was del aye d in f inishing the eighth grade) Mother took me with he r to Addie' s whe n she w ent to assist her when each of her three littl e girls wer e born. When I was twelve years old we moved to Provo. Mother had come to P r o v o to take care of my brother ALBERT in a serious illness. While sta y i n g with him at Belle's home, she decided to move permanently. My mot he r ' s purpose in leaving Junction was to give Aunt Lizzie complete opp ort un it y for happiness. She had no selfish desire. She brought nothin g aw a y ex cept a few common items which the boys could pile in the wago n. Wh i le w e were living in Richfield, Lizzie had come to like our fami ly an d w e ha d become close friends. One day she asked Mother if she co uld co me h ome w ith us. Mother said, "Yes, if you will marry my husband ." I know my Mother was completely unselfish. She believed whole hearte d l y i n plural marriage and was willing to make every personal sacrifi c e i n mea ns and relationship so Aunt Lizzie could have a happy life. S h e ta ught u s to love the new brothers and sisters. Mother was aware o f t he t eaching s of our Prophet and had anticipated the time when she a nd m y Fat her woul d be partakers of the promised BLESSINGS. Earl's hist ory c ontai ns a mor e detailed description of the effort Father made t o make a dequat e provisi on for his two families in those hard times. Mo ther evid entl y accepted l and for repayment of the cash Father had borr owed whic h sh e had receive d from the estate of her Father, Benjamin K . Hall. At the last day my Father (Charles Harris) will stand at the head of H i s numerous posterity. His two wives will be by his side and his FIF T E E N children will be gathered around. There will be hundreds of gra n d a n d great grand children who will add to his Eternal Joy. Our etern a l pr og ression will be measured by the extent of our RIGHTEOUS POSTERI TY . OUR MOVE TO PROVO I had been left with O.V. and Earl while they were taking care of t h e f a rm. Ole Van and Clarence Earl. They packed up our few belongings into a wagon and with two good hor s e s, we started for Provo. Mother's bed was on the top of the load. T h a t w as where I slept. We traveled over hills, hollows and some flat c ou nt ry, and finally after the tedious days we were welcomed by my Mothe r , sis ter BELLE and ALBERT. We lived in a little adobe house on thir d w e st an d fourth north, just two blocks from the Timpanogos School . Ente r ed sch ool in the fifth grade with George Powellson as the teac her. A.C . Sorensen was the Principal. My mother and Belle went to them and req u e s ted that I be excused from taking singing because as they said, I c ou ld n' t carry a tune. The request was refused, so I had to learn to si ng . J.W. Boshard was our techer. He was one of the well-known Pine a n d Bos har d Quartette. We learned many beautiful patriotic and home son gs. I ha v e always loved music about as well as I have LOVED ART. I hav e b elonge d t o the ward choirs and once in a while, had been asked to d o a s olo . Eugen e taught me a little song when I was five years old, wh icHis til l rememb er. During my teens I took a physical education class at B.Y.U. univers i t y a nd also PRIVATE LESSONS IN DRESSMAKING. We learned to draft ou r o w n patt erns. I made some nice clothes for myself including a gym su it , w hich wa s a cute sailor bloue with long sleeves and bloomers. I le arn e d to PAIN T "SPLASHERS" on oil- cloth and to make picture frames wi th s al t and star ch composition. That year Albert took me to some nice occasions at the B.Y.U. particu l a r ly in my memory was the birthday observance for DR. KARL MAESAR. An n i e P ike read the poem she had composed in his honor, and the student s s ho were d him with colorfullowers. MY FIRST EXPERIENCE IN TEMPLE WORK In the early spring of 1902, my cousin B.F. Cummings II, (the secon d ) p r esented to Mother the most wonderful plan!!! He had been doing ge ne alo gi cal research and was anxious to see the temple work go forward . H e le t M other and I live to years in his little house at 390 Wall St reet . H e ga ve us the rent from the other half of the house to use fo r our l ivin g exp enses. The first year we both attended the temple. At that time there wa s o n l y one session each day on three days of the week. Tuesday was bap ti s m da y. We went EVERY TUESDAY and were each baptized for twenty pers ons . Thi s was the HIGH LIGHTF MY LIFE!!! Being close to Mother (Louisa ) i n tha t sacred work was a most precious and unforgettable experience. HIGH SCHOOL AND THE ART CLASS Soon after we were settled my brother Earl came and brought his sweet- h e a rt, May Belle Booth. They were married in the Temple on June 25, 1 9 0 2. They went to Pocatello where Earl worked for our brother-in-law , M i l o Hendricks. In the fall of 1903,I ENTERED HIGH SCHOOL AT LATTER DAY SAINTS UNIVERS I T Y. Mother was still working in the Temple. Earl came and went to w o r k o n the electric street car. I had TYPHOID FEVER and missed three w ee k s o f school (I recall Earl's kindness to me while I was sick). I h a d t o giv e up my Algebra class but I was happy to enroll in the ART CL AS S wi th Lou is M. Ramsay as the instructor. He has become distinguish e d a s a painte r of subjects chosen from Church History, such as "Jose p h Rece ives the Pl ates, and a portrait of the Prophet Joseph Smith." ( Al so enr olled in th e class were Richard L. Evans and J. Spencer Cornwa ll) . Othe rs of my fav orite teachers were John M. Mills, instructor i n Boo k of Mor mon; Bryant S. Hinckley, Old Testament; and John Henry Eva ns i n English. The next year Mother went to Farmington for the Winter, so I roome d w i t h a girl in the home of my dearest girl friend, Bessie Mulhollan d an d w it h whom I had formed a sincere and lasting friendship while i n th e ar t cla ss. We worked off our school tuition, addressing envelope s t o paren ts o f delinquent or absent students. MOTHER'S HOME IN PROVO While we were in Salt Lake my brother O.V. managed to get Mother's li t t l e home built, so now we moved back to Provo where I entered B.Y. U . i n m y third year and enrolled in Church History where Edwin S. Hinc kl ey w as t he instructor. The thology class was under George H. Brimhal l , bu t MY C HIEF INTEREST WAS ART. And most of my time was spent in th e s tudi o. MY FIRST EXPERIENCE IN TEACHING In 1908 I went to summer school at the University of Utah, prepar i n g t o teach. In the fall I went to teach at the Spencer School out o n t h e Pro vo Bench, (now Orem Utah) it was a little two room log schoo l hou s e situa ted at the back of te main building. This was a very nic e bri c k buildin g with four good rooms, my room was sort o'squeezed i n betwe e n the big b uilding and the other log room where the beginner s and fir s t grade was ta ught by Mary Kitchen. One day I kept my proble m Chil d i n for just bein g ornery. Of course, he resented that and trie d to go . I sat down by hi m with my arm around his "middle" and held hi m fast, u ntil all the other s had gone out to play. I talked to him firm ly at f ir st and then with a l ittle butter and honey," After that he wa s no pro bl em. In the fall of 1909 I returned to the BYU and registered for a cou r s e i n Normal Training for Teachers. I graduated in the spring, alon g wi t h th e high school class of 1910. This was a very enjoyable year . I rec a ll th e "Hay Ride" up Rockanyon, also the outing in Provo Canyo n. I h a d my KO DAK and made a few interesting snap-shots. MORE TEACHING EXPERIENCE In the fall of 1910 I went to Schofield where I taught beginners an d f i r st grade for two years. Earl and May were living there. Earl wa s i n b us iness selling men's clothing. I chose to stay by myself instea d o f wi t h them. This way I viited them often and usually had Sunday di nne r wi t h them. They had three wonderful children, EIroy, Wanda and Lu rlen e. EI roy was in my school. I loved them all. In the winter Earl took us for a sleigh ride (in a bob-sleigh wit h t w o g ood horses) up in the canyon where the pine trees were high an d gro wi ng c lose together and draped with heavy snow. It surely was a " Winte r W onder land". The first year I was teaching fifty-six children. After they were di s m i ssed I went into other rooms to give lessons in art. The next yea r w a s d ifferent. I prevailed with the principal to divide this big gro up a n d ha ve one grade comen the morning and the other in the afternoon . T h is pl an worked out very well. We put on a nice program at Christmas. The tree was decorated with c h a i ns of cranberries, popcorn and colored crepe paper. Little girls c a m e i n with lighted candles to find their stockings hung on the fire p la ce. A t May Day my little bys and girls did the May-Pole dance beautif ul l y. O ne good little singer, in a green speckled costume, came hoppin g o n to th e stage and sang: "Oh Have You Seen The Froggies swimming Sch oo l wh ere th e Froggies Learn to Swim?" In my tiny little apartment I cooked on a small coal stove an d u s e d a kerosene (coal oil) lamp. Sometimes a group of boys would co m e i n t o spend an hour. We would sit on the floor and tell stories o r re ad. O n Halloween we would havy candle light. I formed a close friendship with the third grade teacher, Besse Bucha n n a n. We enjoyed long hikes into the foot-hills in back of Earl's home. I carried my KODAK so Besse made a snap-shot of me in my hiki n g s k etching outfit. I enjoyed this Kaki dress but I thought the skir t w a s sh ockingly short. There were sad goodbyes at the close of school. I returned to Pro v o a n d was warmly welcomed by Mother and relatives. This ended my teac hi n g ca reer. After the close of my summer school at U of U and in Schofield, I c a m e h ome and was with Mother most of the summer. I enjoyed a fine vaca ti o n a t Provo Canyon. was with Jessie (Nelson Oaks) and one of her fri en d s. I did some sketching ad made KODAK views of the canyon also on e o f J es sie seated on her buckskin pony. We both rode horses down to O lmst ea d an d back to Wild-Wood. This was a new experience for me. Later in the summer I went to Payson to visit with CHASTY AND ALBER T . T heir wonderful children were small and cute. It was a constant del i g ht t o be with them. I made KODAK pictures which I prize. Just across the street there lived some wonderful neighbors, Fran k a n d R osa Tervort. There was a very warm and sincere friendship betwe en t h es e two families. So, one day they planned a picnic party in Pays on Ca n yon. They carried fishig tackle, a twenty-two gun and lots of goo d fo o d. In a shady nook, a quilt was spread on the grass, and then a nice tabl e c l oth. On this was placed a variety of delicious food, prepared fro m fr e s h products of the farm. It was here that I met DIXIE. He had come from North Carolina and w a s s t aying with Frank and Rosa and working on the farm. After lunch w e a l l hi ked up in the foot hills where we tried our skill at shooting . Alb e rt fo und a swarm of wild bees which, I think, he was tempted t o catc h an d carr y home. At that time Albert was keeping bees for the p roducti on o f honey. Dixie and I walked up to the Honey Comb Springs. Cl ose by t he re wa s a curious looking stone which in appearance resemble d honey co mb. This, no doubt, gave the spring its name. I made a KODAK p icture o f h im seate d by the stream. From this time, on our friendship grew and I saw him often. Somet i m e i n the fall he received a call to go on a mission. I was sad an d I w a s gl ad. I was sure that it was the right thing to do!!!! I would n't ha v e des ired otherwise! I beleve the mission call fulfilled the se cret d e sire o f his heart. He had diligently saved his earnings up t o a few hu n dred do llars. On January 15, 1913, Dixie left Salt Lake City to fulfill a missi o n i n t he Southern States. I am sure that he entertained the happy ant ic ipa tion s of loving visits with his parents and other relatives. I re cei ve d lett ers from him frequenly in which he expressed a high degre e of F ai th in t he work of carrying the GOSPEL MESSAGE to the people i n his na tiv e state. In February I was offered the very special opportunity of caring fo r E a r l's three lovely children while he and May enjoyed their vacatio n . I e nj oyed them and made some KODAK pictures of the two little girls . Later I was with Chasty and Albert for several weeks. It was a privi l e g e to be with them. They have always meant a very great deal to me . T h e y and their children have always been very dear to me. In June, I went to Pocatello and lived with Addie and Milo for a ye a r a n d a half. Lowell Merrill was with them. They were all jovial comp a n y. The time for me passed pleasantly. I found many things to occup y t i me. I had a few music lesons, also attended dancing school and danc es . D on't forget, I also went to church and wrote many letters to the m i s siona ry. I returned to Provo in the fall of 1914 and went to work in the Pro v o G e neral Hospital, as "Chief Cook and Bottle Washer". It was a nic e pl ac e a nd nice people to be with. The hospital was sponsored by fiv e lead in g ph ysicians; Dr. H. G.errill, Dr. Fred Taylor, Dr. Aird, Dr . Westwoo d, an d Dr. Robinson. The assistant cook was a good companion . We cook e d bi g roasts and baked lots of good pies. One day Dr. Aird s aid: "M a y I hav e another piece of pie, a fly got on my other piece." H a! Time passed swiftly. Dixie wrote that he would soon be coming hom e . T h is was welcome news to us. However, he was distressed at leavin g hi s f ol ks and his true friends in the mission. There were tearful go od-by e s i n North Carolina. (Yeas after, his Father came for a brief vi sit) . Dixi e arrived in Salt Lake City, January 15, 1915. From the beginning, ours had been a happy courtship. What love is, if thou wouldst be taught, Thy heart must teach, alone; Two souls with but a single thought, Two hearts that beat as one. And whence comes love? Like the morning light, It comes without a call. And whence dies love? A spirit bright, Love never dies at all. Anon. We planned to be married in February. Dixie had rented a little ho u s e a nd farm from Frank Tervort. It was just across the highway from A lb e rt, so we would have his wonderful family as our neighbors. There was sadness to face in the news of my Father's (Charles Harri s ) i l lness. All of our family went to see him and were present when h e p ass e d away. February 3, 1916. I will never forget that occasion. M y Fat h e r was beloved by allf his children and respected by all who kne w him. Notwithstanding this sad event, we decided to go ahead with our plan s , d ue to the urgency of the farming season. (We were married on Febru a r y 16, 1916, in the Salt Lake Temple). Dixie had worked many hours mak i n g th e kitchen furnitur, a cupboard, a washstand, shaving cabinet, et c . We b ought the other essential pieces of furniture, making the two l i t tle room s look very complete and comfortable. Rosa and Frank mad e a wo n derful li ttle dinner party for us at which we received many use ful gif t s to begi n housekeeping. The summer and fall passed happily but with a lot of hard work for Di x i e. We visited frequently with Albert and Chasty and their family . I t w a s a joy to be near them. In the fall Dixie went to Eureka and w ork e d i n the mines. Sometimen March I went to Mother's at Provo. The f ir s t g rand event in our happy home was on APRIL 30, when OUR FIRST SON , M A RION, was born. Horace was my Doctor. He said to me: "You are the f ir s t t o occupy this beautiful new maternity home. You have a private r oom , a p rivate hospital, and two private nurses." After nine days in t h e h ospita l I was with Mother two or three weeks, then went to an apar tm en t in Pays on. In June, with my lovely little son, I went to Eurek a whe r e Dixie wa s still working. We found a good ward, good neighbor s and fr i ends, so w e were fairly contented for about five years. Thre e other ch i ldren cam e to bring joy and happiness. GENE WAS BORN DECEMB ER 23, 1918 , CLYDE, AU GUST 13, 1920, AND MARTIN IN NOVEMBER 8, 1921. Al l were bo r n in the Mate rnity Home at Provo. Dixie's health was failing while working in the mines. At this t i m e w e borrowed money from George Finch, our very fine bishop in Eurek a . We b ought five acres of land across from Albert. Dixie managed th e b u ildin g of the little new hom. We also build chicken coops and orde re d 5 00 ba by chicks. We launched into this new venture, full of hope and ambition, but suc c e s s did not crown our efforts. It seemed in the eyes of a wise provid e n ce, that success in this area just was not meant to be. Our future l a y e lse where. INCIDENT IN EUREKA I was rather timid, staying alone while Dixie was in Payson getti n g o u r house built. One evening as I looked out I saw the figure o f a ma n r is e up and vanish into the darkness. Next morning my neighbo r warne d m e th at I had better cary a gun. He loaned me his big forty-f ive an d ad vise d me to keep it by me. I was more afraid of the gun tha n bein g with out i t. However, I followed his council. I carried it an d slept w ith i t nea r my pillow. At least, I tried to sleep. The next m orning the re we re foo tprints in the snow on our front porch. Both sunshine and sorrow graced out lives during this trying perio d . M y sweet Mother lived with us for a short while. Dixie enjoyed jok i n g wit h her. One day, Dixie said; "Grandma, do want to see a jas-ac k be h ind th e stayhack, eating aok of shodder?" Her wit matched his a s sh e a nswered, "Well, if that is what you are going to do, I'll come o ut an d w atch you." Our beautiful baby, FARRAR, WAS BORN April 20, 1923. We were permi t t e d to keep him but a few short months. He DIED on January 11, 1924. Through the years, Chasty and I had grown very close and true frien d s . Now, in my need she came with comforting words and with much need e d s e rvice. She made the clothing and prepared this delicate little fo r m f o r its earthly resting plae. At this time I knew that sometime w e w il l h ave him again. We missed him but our FAITH was growing. In the month of May, at early dawn, we welcomed another beautiful li t t l e daughter. We called her DAWN. She had been a joy to us all the d a y s o f her life. I am proud of my lovely daughters. During our financial stress, Dixie had taken some contracting of gu a r d r ail on the highways. Our five years on this little farm had not y ie l de d sufficient for the needs of a growing family. We gave up our pl eas a n t little home and movednto town. Dixie was having success with t h e c on tracting. The three older children had made good progress in sch oo l. Fo r a little while I had taken Gene to the Taylor School on Old Ma ud . (Onc e as we came home, I let Gene off at the porch and I attempt e d t o drive s ome stray cattle out of our lower field. The bull came af te r u s and gav e Old Maud a good severe bunt. She held her ground an d I he l d to the sad dle). Later in the fall Dixie had brought an old Mo del T . F ord, for $50. 00 and I had learned to drive it. No serious mish aps : A t a snails pac e I ran into a little boy, no damage. One day as w e ar riv ed at our drive way, Gene got tipped out into a ditch, - a dry d itch. In Payson at the Lurwell Home there were various experiences. Mari o n w a s suffering most of the night with severe earache. I was doing w h a t I co uld and praying all the time. In the morning Marion reported t h a t he to o had been praying ad he said, "And then I went to sleep." One morning while the children and I were picking raspberries, I wa s s t a rtled by a strange looking animal at my feet. I didn't know abou t por c up ines, but I thought I had to kill it. I got Dixie's automati c shot-g un, (I was more afraidf the gun than the strange animal) but som ehow t h e loa d went into place and I pulled the trigger. After fourteen months here we moved to Provo, into a large brick ho u s e o n First West. The children got into school, Martin, in his spar e ti m e be gan selling candy. This was the beginning of his "business ca reer" . The re were two empty roms upstairs. In one of these rooms we sto re d s eve n or eight bushels of apples. Martin and Clyde were sent to so r t the m. I guess they had a happy time, throwing the soft apples at t h e whit e w alls. We were here six months then the place was sold. The buyer had a b a t h t ub installed just before we left. We didn't even have a chance t o t r y i t out and see how it would seem to take a bath in something els e th a t a w ashtub. From here we moved to the Vance home where we enjoyed, for the firs t t i m e, the convenience of a gas cook stove and a modern bath tub. We rented two little rooms to Rhoda Burningham. She was glad to h a v e u s take care of her piano and use it. We recognized this as an opp or t unit y for the children so we let them all begin with music lesson s . I t ook a n art class at BYU.hortly after Christmas of 1933, Dixie st ar te d o n a trip to North Carolina to visit his parents. He had writte n ch ec ks t o cover our debts and went on his way, rejoicing. Right afte r Ne w Y ear s Day his visit was cut short. All of our savings were behin d th e cl ose d doors of the Spanish fork Bank. Many of our checks were n eve r clea re d and we had to redeem them. We had paid Albert for a nice piece of ground on which we had anticip a t e d building us a good home and living beside Albert, Chasty and the i r wo nd erful family. But we had to start over. Dixie accepted a big co nt rac t i n Nevada to build to concrete bridges. He borrowed money to pu t o ve r th is job. He lost heavily on this contract and the choice piec e o f la nd ha d to be sacrificed, along with our beautiful dreams, to co ve r the l osses. Dixie was very proud of the work on this job. He said, "These brid g e s w ill be a monument to me as long as we live." He never gave up. He worked at various types of employment: concret e , s t one masonry, carpenter work. There was the W.P.A. and the C.C.C. ' s an d th e A.B.C.'s of GRATITUDE. There was a "food Line" much to th e em barr assme nt of many, but it helped. We got along fairly well throu gh th is c ritica l period. Marion and Virginia were married, June 21, 19 35. We were happily surprised with a visit from Dixie's Father, and othe r l o v ed relatives from North Carolina. His Mother had passed away in 1 934 . F ather Hiatt brought us the beautiful bed spread which was woven f r o m hand -spun wool and also flax. The design is very beautiful and per fe c t. Th e colors are red, black and natural flax. Soon after their visit we moved into the large house across from my si s t e r Belle. Martin installed his first printing press in one of the ro o m s o f the basement. Later when we moved over to the Avenue, he set u p h i s eq uipment in a small backroom. His business kept growing so fina ll y h e mov ed into the Startup Building with front on First West. At that time we moved to 769 West Center Street. While living her e s o m e very important events took place. Clyde and Lois were married J un e 2 0, 1941. Gene had attended college three years, and in August, 194 1 , sh e w ent to Mexico to teah school. Dawn Nita, and Arnold were marri e d No vemb er 25, 1943. All of our sons went into the Army, one by one . Ar nol d Barn ey, my son-in-law, went into the Army in September 1944 . In Fe bru ary 194 5 he was assigned to go over seas. Dawn Nita persuade d me t o g o with he r to Fort Ord to see him off. We enjoyed the trip . I have a lwa ys been gl ad we went. While living on Center Street, Dixie did carpenter work on the ho m e f o r Mr. Andy Anderson. He did concrete work on the post office, bui l t t h e Easter Cross, this was stone masonry. Also did carpenter wor k a t th e s teel plant when it was uder construction. His last job was a t Du gwa y wh ere he was stricken with a fatal heart attack. Upon receivi ng th e t elegr am I tried to maintain composure and put over the importa nt mes sage s. Ge ne came at once from La Point, Uintah County, where sh e was te achi ng. Cl yde and Lois, Marion and Midge came, Arnold was here . He wen t in to the A rmy three days after. My brothers also were here a nd my sis te r Addie. I appreciated all the kindness shown by all who kne w us. The men where Dixie had worked only a week. gathered up some mone y t o t h e amount of $62.90 and sent it to me. All of their names were s igne d. T hey must have learned to like him a lot. My children discussed with the question of planning and finding a ho m e . Dixie had religiously saved 1,800 (eighteen hundred dollars) whi c h h e s aid was intended for me to begin buying a home if any thing hap pe ne d to h im. I had never realied how very important his foresight was , u n til I w as faced with the REALITY. Martin too, gave me his savings . A l l of th e children volunteered a portion of their monthly earning s towa r d my supp ort and to meet payments on the home. This little house was real easy to find. It was the first and onl y o n e w e looked at. We have been contented and happy. Dawn Nita move d i n w it h me right after Arnold went into the Army. We were kept busy . I h a d th e dead trees taken out and planted young trees and garden . I kn e w I ha d to find plenty of interesting things to do. As I finish this history (June 1968) I am near 84 years old, the l a s t o f my Mother's children. Milo yet lives in Junction—the last of Au n t L izzi es's children. HOPE IS NOT VERY SUSTAINING—BUT FAITH IS MY PART WITH THE HIATT GENEALOGY AND FAMILY HISTORY Through the years I had collected records of my Father's descendant s . W ith Dixie, I had become very much interested in the HIATT geneal o g y and t emple work. He was the secretary in the Family Association . N o w they gi ve me that positio. Through visits and correspondence w e dis c overed Wil liam Perry Johnson, a Hiatt descendant who had collect ed te n t housand nam es. In 1947, I went with Martin to Los Angeles an d visite d Mr. Johnson. Step by step it was finally determined that wit h cooperati o n we coul d have a Hiatt book printed. I went to North Carolina and met with Gene as she was to be release d f r o m her mission. I enjoyed a wonderful visit and collected genealo g y o f Di xie's Hiatt relatives. On our way home we visited Palmyra, The Martin Harris Home, Niagara F a l l s, and some interesting spots in Washington D.C., etc. Meanwhile M r . Jo hn son was typing for the book, holding a job, taking a college cl as s an d "B atching". In the sumer of 1951, Mr. Johnson called me on th e te lep hon e inviting, in fact, insisting that I would come and help wi th th e in dex. To add emphasis to his plea he sent a check to cover a tw o-wa y bu s far e. September 1, 1951, we came to Provo, having shipped the records; w e w e r e welcomed by willing workers. The officers of the Family Associa tio n h a d signed a note at the bank for money to buy the paper and othe r it em s. They had the shop cleaed; power turned on, and had rented an d inst a ll ed a Multigraph Press. Clyde had been employed to do the prin ting . H e p rinted evenings and Saturdays form September 5 to November 5 th . I wou ld l ike to tell you how we had more than a half ton of printe d s heets st acke d in my spare bedroom and how six or seven relatives sa t ar ound th e tabl e assembling and wrapping Ready for the bookbinding c ompan y and ho w a lin e of several interested ones came by the stacks o f print ed pages, placin g them in numerical order. At the first light sn ow fall , Gene an d I carri ed many arm loads of this precious material i nto th e house.