Katie Mary Olsen

1872 - 1955  (83 years)  Submit Photo / Document    Has 2 ancestors and 62 descendants in this family tree.

• Name	Katie Mary Olsen
  Birth	6 Aug 1872	Glenwood, Sevier, Utah, United States
  Gender	Female
  Initiatory (LDS)	6 Feb 1889	MANTI
  FamilySearch ID	KWJG-JRS
  Death	30 Sep 1955	Blackfoot, Bingham, Idaho, United States
  Burial	3 Oct 1955	Moreland Cemetery, Bingham, Idaho, United States
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  Person ID	I23304	mytree
  Last Modified	25 Feb 2024

  
  

  Father	John Jorgen Neilsen Olsen,   b. 15 Feb 1847, Fårdrup, Slagelse, Sjælland, Kongeriget Danmark d. 20 Feb 1888, Glenwood, Sevier, Utah, United States (Age 41 years)
  Mother	Eliza Marie Sandersen,   b. 20 Jan 1845, Præstø, Vordingborg, Sjælland, Kongeriget Danmark d. 4 Dec 1901, Glenwood, Sevier, Utah, United States (Age 56 years)
  Marriage	13 Jun 1868	Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States
  Family ID	F11057	Group Sheet  |  Family Chart

  
  

  Family	Stephen Barton Talbot,   b. 15 Nov 1855, Thorn River, Western Cape, South Africa d. 12 Nov 1926, Groveland, Bingham, Idaho, United States (Age 70 years)
  Marriage	6 Feb 1889	Manti, Sanpete, Utah, United States
  Children	+ 1. Andrew Melvin Talbot,   b. 6 Jul 1890, Ogden, Weber, Utah, United States d. 3 Apr 1963, Blackfoot, Bingham, Idaho, United States (Age 72 years) + 2. Merlin Alma Talbot,   b. 28 Jul 1892, Ogden, Weber, Utah, United States d. 16 Jun 1957, Ogden, Weber, Utah, United States (Age 64 years) + 3. Sylvia Russelletta Talbot,   b. 1 Apr 1894, Ogden, Weber, Utah, United States d. 15 Sep 1977, Pocatello, Bannock, Idaho, United States (Age 83 years) + 4. John Forrest Talbot,   b. 24 Oct 1896, Leamington, Millard, Utah, United States d. 12 Aug 1963, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah, United States (Age 66 years) + 5. Owen Cash Talbot,   b. 28 Oct 1898, Leamington, Millard, Utah, United States d. 29 Apr 1977, Pocatello, Bannock, Idaho, United States (Age 78 years)   6. Virgil Leroy Talbot,   b. 7 Jan 1901, Ogden, Weber, Utah, United States d. 30 Oct 1918, Groveland, Bingham, Idaho, United States (Age 17 years)   7. Oswin Oral Talbot,   b. 7 Dec 1902, Basalt, Bingham, Idaho, United States d. 10 Aug 1911, Moreland, Bingham, Idaho, United States (Age 8 years) + 8. Edith Mary Talbot,   b. 4 Oct 1904, Basalt, Bingham, Idaho, United States d. 4 Sep 1970, Lapwai, Nez Perce, Idaho, United States (Age 65 years)   9. Loran Elmer Talbot,   b. 23 Jul 1906, Basalt, Bingham, Idaho, United States d. 29 Oct 1918, Groveland, Bingham, Idaho, United States (Age 12 years)   10. Minnie Elzada Talbot,   b. 25 Apr 1908, Woodville, Bonneville, Idaho, United States d. 11 Mar 1993, Orem, Utah, Utah, United States (Age 84 years)   11. Clinton Vernon Talbot,   b. 19 May 1911, Moreland, Bingham, Idaho, United States d. 6 Nov 1965, Nampa, Canyon, Idaho, United States (Age 54 years)
  Family ID	F10966	Group Sheet  |  Family Chart
  Last Modified	5 May 2024

  
  

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  Birth - 6 Aug 1872 - Glenwood, Sevier, Utah, United States Initiatory (LDS) - 6 Feb 1889 - MANTI Marriage - 6 Feb 1889 - Manti, Sanpete, Utah, United States Death - 30 Sep 1955 - Blackfoot, Bingham, Idaho, United States Burial - 3 Oct 1955 - Moreland Cemetery, Bingham, Idaho, United States  = Link to Google Earth

  
  

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  LIFE SKETCH OF KATIE MARY OLSEN TALBOT I, Katie Mary Olsen Talbot, was born August 6, 1872, at Glenwood, Sevi e r County, Utah, and was the third daughter in a family of nine, six gir l s and three boys. My parents were John Olsen, born in Denmark (In Denma r k he was known as Jorgen Nielsen. He changed his name when he came to A me rica.), and Eliza Marie Sanderson, also born in Denmark. I attended grade school and worked at times to pay for my schooling. I w o rked as a Primary teacher for three years. I went out with the Primar y an d gathered wheat-heads off the farms and put them in sacks. Then th e olde r boys would come with teams and wagons and haul them off to the t hresher , then sell the wheat to get money to build the Manti Temple. I a lso help ed the Primary to sew carpet rags to make carpet for one room i n the Mant i Temple. I then helped the Young Ladies to make a large rug f or the Temp le. When I was young we used to have a May Day parade and the band would pl a y and everyone would take his team and wagon and lunch and would driv e t o the head of town about a half mile then go around a mountain hal f a mil e to a nice lake, then there would be men to take us for a boat r ide. The re was a nice meadow there, and a fine spring of water come ou t from unde r the mountain, and there was a lot of water-cress. The boy s and men buil t a large bowery, and we would have a program and have a Q ueen of the Ma y and her maids. I enjoyed it very much. After lunch we wo uld play games. When I was quite young I remember seeing the Indians come down out of t h e mountains on the war-path. There was a man in our town who could tal k t o them. So when he would preach to them, they would calm down and b e quie t, and then go back up into the mountains. During one winter I worked for a widower, a school teacher, taking car e o f his children while he taught, and then he would help me with my sch oo l work evenings. I worked out at house-work for one dollar a week fo r sev en weeks also at different places. I was visiting with my married sister in Spanish Fork, Utah, when I fir s t met Stephen Barton Talbot at a dance. We were married February 6, 188 9 , in the Manti Temple. His first wife, Russelletta Brownell, had died , le aving three children, two girls and a boy. I raised these three moth erles s children. When we were first married we lived in Kaysville, Utah . We li ved there for three months then moved to Ogden, Utah. My husband had a lot of stock which he let a man take up into the hill s t o feed for the summer. Bro. Talbot had an outfit and worked his tea m an d helped to build the depot at Ogden. We lived there about six year s or m ore, hauled lime from the canyon down to Ogden to build with. Thre e of ou r children were born in Ogden, Andrew Melvin, Merlin Alma, and Sy lvia Rus selletta. Andrew Melvin 6 July 1890; Merlin Alma 28 July 1892; a nd Sylvi a Russelletta 1 April 1894. I should have mentioned that Bro. Talbot was born 15 November 1855, at T h orn River District, Queenstown, South Africa. His parents were Henry Ta lb ot and Ruth Sweetnam. We moved to Leamington, Millard County, Utah, in the fall of 1894. The r e ason we moved from Ogden: there was no work. We couldn’t get hay for t h e cows, so we sold the cows. We heard there was work down at Leamingto n o n a smelter. We moved down there the first of December. It was good w eath er when we left Ogden, but we traveled five days, and on the sixth d ay w e traveled quite late before we could get a place to stay for the ni ght . But we did get a good place to stay The next day we had to double teams and swim the river, but there were s o me men at the camp who helped us across. We surely were lucky, for the r e were large chunks of ice in the river and it was hard for the horse s t o go through to get on the other side with the wagons loaded so heavy . We had been on the road seven days and our horses were tired. Then it sn o wed on us most all day. The road was up-hill grade for several miles, a n d the teams were tired, so my husband had to come back and get my tea m an d hook on to the head wagon and drive to the head of the grade. Tha t lef t me sitting there with the children. Then he and the little boy (R ussell ) came back with the teams to get us. Then we traveled on for a wh ile, ha d to go through a canyon and the snow was deep, we had to go dow n a mount ain. The head wagon slid down sideways. Then my husband swung h is hat fo r me to come on down. I told him “no,” to come and get us. The n we travel ed on a ways. It was very cold, and the snow was deep. The ro ad was broke n. In several places there had been a cloud-burst in the sum mer and flood ed the roads, so that we had to double teams again down ou t of the canyon . My husband went up on the side of the mountain to get s ome brush to mak e a fire for us to stand by until he came back with th e teams. It got dar k and was very hard to make the fire burn in the sno w and wet, but we did n’t freeze to death. We finally made it to Leamingt on and found some frie nds to stay with the rest of the night. Then the next morning we found a two-room adobe house to live in. The ho u se was on a twenty-acre piece of land. Part of it was pasture, a few ac re s of brush, and the rest was farming land. The man who owned the plac e ha d four head of stock running in the field, and he lived up north. H e wrot e for us to milk the cow when she freshened, until he came down i n the sp ring to get them. He had lost the place. So, in the spring in 18 95, the s melter shut down, and we rented the place and plowed seven or e ight acre s of land, and were going to plant potatoes, corn, squash, an d a garden . Then Bro. Talbot got a chance to shear sheep out on the dese rt. His lit tle boy, Russell and I took him out there, and we picked up s ome wood o n our way back as we were coming through the woods. Then Russe ll, the lit tle twelve year old boy and I hooked up the team and went u p the valley a nd bought some corn and potatoes off my husband’s brother . He said, “Yo u will just eat them,” but we irrigated the land, then pla nted two acre s of potatoes, two of corn, and one of squash and one acr e of molasses ca ne, and a large garden. The worst feature was having t o go so far to ge t the water. We sold one of our harnesses and bough t a cow and two smal l pigs. We soon had plenty of weeds to feed them, an d then the corn and s quash came along, and the pigs grew fine and were b ig for winter. We brou ght two dozen chickens with us from Ogden, and the y laid good all winter . In the spring I raised a lot of chickens. We had to go back out to the desert to take more food out to my man, a n d we brought more wood back with us. Then we cultivated crops. My husba nd ’s little girl, Josephine (Josie), nine years old, took care of my bab y w hile I farmed. His oldest girl, Matilda (Tillie) was working away fro m ho me. We didn’t have any well; so we had to harness the horses and hook the m t o wagons and go to the river to get water in a barrel for the pigs an d ch ickens and do the washing, then packed the drinking water from a nei ghbor ’s place about a block away. When we began to irrigate, we didn’t h ave t o haul so much water. In the spring if 1895, we bought 20 acres of land and grubbed the brus h o ff, and hired a man to haul logs from the canyon to build a house wit h, t hen sold the land. When my husband came back from shearing sheep, he worked for a Mr. McEnt i re for three months and came home evenings. He led the choir in churc h an d also played in the brass band for dances and celebrations on the F ourt h and Twenty-fourth of July. He also played the banjo for dances an d ou r neighbor played the violin. We were in Leamington the year that Utah became a state (January 4, 1896 ) , and I helped to make a United States flag. We held a meeting and h a d a nice program. Bro. Talbot and I sang a song. I joined the Mutual wh il e in Leamington and was a Relief Society teacher. My husband worked i n th e mutual and was a Ward Teacher, also taught a class in Sunday Schoo l. The first of August, 1895, my husband went over to Gunnison Valley and w o rked on the thresher for two months. He had to take wheat for pay. He g o t two bushels of wheat a day and board and team food part of the time . Wh eat was thirty-five cents a bushel. He had part of it ground to flou r an d brought it home. The little boy and I cut the corn down and borrow e d a team and hauled it to the stack-yard, and put the squash in the cel la r and part of the potatoes. I also dried lots of corn during the summe r a nd had lots of dried beans and lots of vegetables to put in the cella r. When the molasses cane was ripe, the tops had a lot of fringes on them , a nd the fringes were covered with pretty black shiny seeds about the s iz e of flax seed or little longer, and the stalks had long leaves on jus t l ike corn leaves. I knew I had to get those long leaves off, so I go t a pi ece of board about half as long again as my arm and whittled one e nd al l around to make a smooth handle, then I took a file and rubbed th e othe r end of the board sharp on both edges, then went down one row an d up ano ther and stripped all the leaves off the cane stalks. Then I bor rowed a c ane cutter and cut all the cane down. Then I got a piece of hea vy board a bout three feet long and the axe and went down the cane patc h and laid th e tops of the cane on the board and cut all the fringes of f with the axe . Then I borrowed a team and hauled the cane down to the m olasses grinde r to have the juice ground out and have the juice put i n a vat and cooke d to molasses. I put part of the cane stalks through th e grinder, then le ft the little 12 year old boy to finish putting the st alks through the gr inder while I went and stripped the leaves off a patc h of cane for the ma n so he would have time to cook the molasses for me . He had to watch th e molasses so it would not boil over and waste. The n we got the molasse s in a barrel and took it home. When my husband cam e home from working o n the thresher, he again worked for Mr. McEntire al l fall and part of th e winter and came home evenings. We worked the place the next spring (1896) and raised good crops, but d i d not raise any molasses cane. We bought two more cows. In the fall m y fo urth child was born, John Forrest, October 24, 1896. The next sprin g we w orked the place again and raised good crops, also a large patch o f molass es cane. My husband worked at the ranch a while then worked up i n the mou ntains east of Leamington at some mines a company was having du g out, the n came home and helped to gather the crops and get the molasse s cooked. That fall our children had the typhoid fever. We almost lost the two you n gest, and my husband’s boy, Russell, died. The doctor said he had diabe te s. He was 14 years old. In the year of 1898 my husband worked on the railroad again most all sum m er and winter, and again I raised the crops that year, and on October 2 8 , 1898, my fifth child was born, Owen Cash. The next spring (1899), w e mo ved to Gunnison, Utah, and bought 20 acres of land and took two cows , tw o teams, and two wagons with us, and turned one team and one wagon a nd ha rness to pay on the place. We rented a house to live in until we co uld bu ild one. Brother Talbot went up in the mountains with team and wagon and hauled d o wn logs to build a couple of rooms, and then went out to work on a ran c h with his team to get money to buy lumber for the floors, doors and wi nd ows. He went up the canyon to a sawmill and hauled the lumber down. On e o f my uncles lived close by, and he helped lay the logs up and put th e roo f on, and I helped lay the floor and put the windows and doors in , and wa s helping with the plastering when my husband had to quit and g o to wor k on the thresher, so as to get flour for winter. He also picke d up potat oes. The boys herded the cows during the summer. We raised quite a few chicke n s and two pigs, so we had meat for the winter. I built a chicken coop o u t of the scraps of lumber left from the house, and I finished plasteri n g the inside of the house while my husband went to the hills to get wo o d for the winter. Then he worked on a ranch to get hay for the team an d c ows. Here, too, my husband led the singing at Sunday School and meetings an d p layed the banjo for the dances, and my cousin’s man played the orga n an d another man played the violin. There were four Farnworth men and t hei r families took up land and lived there also, and we had nice times t oget her. The trustees sent out lumber and material to build a school house and a l l the men helped to do the work on the building, and that was our meeti n g house also. In the spring my husband railed the brush off one acre of land by the ho u se so we could plant a garden. Then he railed brush off five acres on t h e further end of the 20 acres to plant wheat. Then he got a job to wor k s ingle-handed up in the canyon, and we needed money, so he went away a nd m y little ten-year-old boy, Andrew (Andy), and I hooked up the team a nd we nt down the valley and borrowed some wheat and I told the man we bo rrowe d from that I would bring it back in the fall. My husband came home from the canyon one day to get some supplies, a n d I told him I had got some wheat to plant, so he went and scattered i t a ll over the land with his hands. The land was not plowed. He said, “ I gue ss the birds will eat it,” but in that country they furrow the lan d to ir rigate it, and as he had to go back to work again, I hooked the h orse t o the plow, and my little boy rode the horse to guide it straight , an d I held the plow handles, and we furrowed the land. Then a nice rai n cam e along, and when my husband came home, the grain was up and lookin g fine . The brush down in that country is not a sage brush. It is called greas e w ood, and is good for feed. I grubbed brush to feed a couple of hogs a ll s ummer, and they grew fine. We also had a good garden and chickens t o fr y during the summer. My husband plowed a large ditch at the head o f the g rain patch and turned the water down the furrows we had made, an d the gra in looked good. Then my husband and our little boy took the tea m and wen t off to work in the hay field. Then some men came up from Dese ret and to ld the people to turn the water down the river, and they shu t our headgat e down, and we thought our grain would be a failure. My hus band hired m y uncle’s boy to haul water for me, as we had no well and ha d to water pi gs and chicken. Then he took the team and went up north t o Malad, Idaho , to work in the hay and grain, and he took the youngest g irl that I ha d raised, Josephine, with him to visit her grandmother Talb ot at Kaysvill e. The oldest girl, Matilda, was at Ogden. The boy that wa s going to hau l water for me hauled two barrels of water then got anothe r job. Then th e people down the valley said to go ahead and take the wat er again, so w e were all glad for one more watering. It was all the grai n needed. The n a man came and told me I could take the water at ten o’cl ock in the eve ning, so my ten-year-old boy, Andy, and I went out and ope ned up the row s that had been filled up. At twelve o’clock he got sleep y and I went t o the house with him, got a lantern and went back to tak e care of the wat er. I worked all night and until seven o’clock in the m orning. Then a ma n came and said he was going to take the water next . I had just turned th e water down the last six rows. He asked me if I h ad done all that work , and I said, “Yes, I have,” so he said he would g o home and eat and the n come and take the water. We got our drinking water from my uncle’s well, but had to have water f o r pigs and chickens. I had to plan a way to haul water. The boys ha d a po ny, and I took a small goods box and made two holes in one end, th en I se t a ten gallon keg in the box, took a piece of rope and tied a kn ot in ea ch end, then I cut the rope in half and pulled the rope throug h the holes , leaving the knots inside the box. Then I took a gunny sac k and tied i t around the pony’s neck, backed him up to the box, and tie d the ropes o n each side of the gunny sack. Then I led the pony down abo ut a half mil e to a canal and filled the barrel with water and led him b ack. Sometime s our little boy could go get the water, and sometimes th e pony would ge t balky and rare up and spill the water. Then I would hav e to go and lea d the pony back, and the boy would feel bad because the p ony wouldn’t com e for him. My husband worked up north for about two months. I had my uncle’s boy c u t the grain, and when they threshed, I had mine threshed, and I helpe d wi th the food and with the cooking. I had the grain home when my husba nd ca me home. We had quite a lot of grain ground into flour, also return ed th e wheat I had borrowed from my uncle. My husband then worked on th e thres her for a month or so; then we sold the place and most of the chi ckens. W e got a good wagon and team and harness, two cows, and a few hun dred doll ars, also sold some of our furniture and put some of it on on e wagon an d filled one wagon with flour and some other things. We had th ree cows, a nd the little boys rode their ponies and drove the cows, an d we moved bac k up to Ogden. We landed there the first of November, rented a house, and the childre n s tarted to school, and my husband got work with his team and bought so me h ay and coal. Then on the 7th of January my sixth child was born (190 0), a nd we named him Virgil LeRoy. We stayed at Ogden until spring, the n move d up to Malad Valley, where my husband and the boys worked in th e hayfiel d all summer. Then the first of September we moved down to Fiel ding, Utah , and rented a house there, and my husband went up east acros s the Bear R iver and worked on a dam where a company was taking out a ca nal. He worke d there until fall, and the children went to school in Fiel ding. We staye d there until spring. Then we moved to Basalt, Idaho, an d rented a hous e and my husband worked on the railroad for a month. The n he worked in th e hay and grain, and the little boys worked all throug h the potato harves t and then they and my little girl went to school. That fall, December 7, 1902, my seventh child was born, another boy, a n d we named him Oswin Oral. In November my husband got a job with his te a m railing a piece of land for a farmer, and made enough to buy what ha y w e needed. He then went to the lavas with some other men and got enoug h wo od for winter use. In the spring we bought forty acres of land in Ba sal t with the brush on it, turned a team and cow and some money on it. T hi s was in 1903. We then went up to Goshen and rented a house for a couple of months whi l e the men folks worked in the hay, after which they went to the mountai n s and got logs to build a house. We hewed the logs on two sides and go t t hem laid up, and I helped again with the doors, windows, etc. We the n too k a contract to put up some more hay there in Goshen, and I cooke d for th e men, after which we finished the house and moved in. The men f olks go t out timber to build sheds, etc., for the team and cows, and a c hicken c oop. In the fall, the boys worked in the potato crop again and then went to s c hool. My husband worked here and there and hauled wood on Saturdays wh e n the boys could help. The oldest girl I raised (Tillie) had married a n d lived in Goshen Ward, and the youngest girl (Josie) worked up in Ida h o Falls. My oldest boy (Andy) had rheumatism very bad in the winter o f 19 03, and was in bed a lot of the time, but he got better so he woul d wor k in the spring of 1904. They railed the brush off several acres to plant in hay, grain, beets, a n d potatoes and a garden. The boys also helped dig ditches and build lev ie s. We gathered the crops, building a cellar to put potatoes in. Then t h e oldest boy went off to work. On October 4, 1904, a baby girl was born, Mary Edith, and our youngest g i rl that I raised (Josie) came down from Idaho Falls and stayed for a mo nt h or so, then she went to Malad to visit her aunt, her father’s sister , a nd in February 1905, she married and stayed down there at Malad. In the fall of 1905 my oldest boy went down to Malad to stay with his si s ter and go to school and do chores. He came back in the spring and help e d get crops in, and got sick again with rheumatism for a while. We work e d on the place building it up, bought another team and cow, and buil t a g ranary, also bought a new buggy. Our place was right close to schoo l an d church. On 23 July 1906, my ninth child was born, Loran Elmer. The second year we set out fruit trees and berries. We lived there fou r y ears. Then the canal company built a canal there, and my man said i t woul d cost too much to irrigate. So he sold the place and bought anoth er plac e over at Woodville across the river from Shelley. We moved ove r there th e first of March and my tenth child was born 25 April 1908. Sh e was name d Minnie Elzada. We raised some good crops of hay, grain, and beets, and planted a few fr u it trees, and I also planted a large strawberry patch, and bought mor e co ws, living there until the next spring, when we sold the place and m ove d down the valley to the little town of Rich to get more range for th e st ock. We lived there three months, then sold the cows and bought a ha lf bl ock of land at Moreland, with a house on and shade, etc., and frui t tree s and raspberry patch with berries all ripe to pick and apples, pl ums an d prunes getting ripe. We also bought 80 acres of land north of Mo relan d about a mile away with fruit crop, hay in the stack, and second c rop re ady to cut and eight acres of grain ready to cut. We built a cella r on th e lot and canned lots of fruit and sold lots. We also had a lot o f chicke ns After the crops were gathered, the children went to school. The boys hel p ed cut wood on Saturdays. The next year we had good crops and lots of f ru it and berries, and the next spring we sold our lots in town and bui l t a two-room house out on our farm and moved there. That spring my elev en th child was born (19 May 1911) a baby boy whom we named Clinton Verno n . And my oldest girl, Sylvia, got married 7 June 1911 to Irving Christe ns en of Moreland, and the second oldest boy, Merlin, went up the valle y t o work. This same summer my nine year old boy, Oswin, fell in the People’s Can a l and drowned. We called for him to come to dinner, and he didn’t come ; s o we went out to look for him, and the two big boys found him in th e cana l. I was outside and saw them coming, and I started to scream. I c ouldn’ t help it. Then I heard the children scream. Then I came to my sen ses an d went out and opened the door so the boys could bring him in. The y lai d him on the floor. He was so wet and covered with mud. I had to cu t al l his clothes and shoes off to get him washed. Then I said to the bo ys, “ There is a long board out by the granary. Get that and saw it in tw o, an d we will lay them across some chairs.” And I wrapped him up in a s heet , and the boys laid him up on the boards. Then I was give out and sa t dow n on a chair to weep. His father had been sitting on a chair like h e coul dn’t move. Then he noticed that I had not combed the boy’s hair. S o he we nt and combed his hair. He then said to the boys, “Go hook up th e team an d go get the Bishop and Brother John Wray.” Then they brought t he Bisho p and two Relief Society women with them. It was sure a comfor t to have t hose ladies with me. Then my husband went off with the men t o arrange fo r a casket and to phone to the older children. The evening a fter the fune ral I took very sick with the cramps. The boys went and go t the Elders t o come and administer to me, and I got better, but was i n bed for severa l days. After the harvest was over in the fall of 1911, the two big boys who h a d been up the valley working came home and helped get out the winter’ s wo od, then went to Malad for the holidays. Then the oldest one went t o Garl and to work in the sugar factory. The other one went to Malad an d helpe d his oldest brother to get crops in that summer, then went to Sa lt Lak e City to work. Well, that year we set out fruit trees and planted strawberries and rasp b erries and shade trees, and had good crops, and also raised some beet s an d dug a well. I also took a patch of raspberries to pick on shares . The n ext spring we had a nice garden planted and the usual crops, an d the beet s were about ready to thin when my husband sold the ranch. S o we got chea ted out of our fine garden. We rented a two-room house on the townsite. We did have our chickens. T h e children and I lived there, and they helped to pick the raspberrie s o n shares. My husband and the oldest boy took the team and went up t o Bann ock Valley, up in the mountains south of Pocatello, Idaho, and go t a piec e of land and went in the hills and hauled logs there on the lan d. I cann ed lots of fruit and got the children’s clothes ready for schoo l. Then m y husband came back and said he was going to build a house an d move us u p there. But I told him it was too late to do things like tha t, as the wi nter would be so cold and the snow so deep. So we sold the r ight of way o n the land and the logs and bought a little place in the co mmunity of Gro veland, about three miles east of Moreland. Our place her e was small, bu t we raised good crops of grain, hay, beets, corn, and po tatoes, with a g arden and lots of flowers. The boys worked out when the y could, thinnin g beets, etc. Brother Talbot worked for the sugar factor y most of the tim e with his team, cultivating beets, etc. So when he wa s away, I had to ir rigate the crops and milk the cows. We had no well o n the place, so I ha d to carry our drinking water from a well a block ea st of us and our was h water from the canal a block west of us. I picke d raspberries on share s for three seasons, till those we planted were be aring. I was a Relief S ociety teacher in Groveland for several years. Brother Talbot went out to the Indian reservation and mowed hay for th e s ugar company two or three seasons, and would then work at the Paterso n Be et Dump in the fall. I would take him out to work and then come bac k an d milk the cows and separate the milk, dig beets for the pigs, hau l som e water, hooking a horse to a stay and going to the canal with a ba rrel , carrying drinking water, and do the housework; etc. And some day s we wo uld get up early, and I would lead the horse while my man held th e plow , and we would dig a few rows of potatoes, which I would pick up w hen I g ot back from taking him to work. When I had them in sacks, I would hitch the horses on the buggy and ba c k it up to where they (the sacks) were, put a board from the end-gat e t o the ground, and roll them up in the buggy. Then I would take them t o to wn and get groceries and coal. The third year after we set our raspberries out, we had to have them pic k ed on shares from then on. My girl, Sylvia, who lived in Pocatello cam e w ith her children and picked several seasons. We set out strawberrie s an d had lots of them, too. We had to take some of them to town to sell , bu t people mostly came to get them from Pocatello and elsewhere. My boy, Forrest, that left Malad to go to Salt Lake to work that year, w r ote me a few times, and I answered his letters, and then I didn’t hea r fr om him for a year or more, and my letters started coming back to me . The n there were two boys who came back to Malad on Furlough, and my bo y, (pr obably Andy) who lived there knew them, and asked them if they kne w his b rother, and they said “Yes.” He had joined the army when they did , and th rough them we got his address, and I wrote to him. He wrote righ t back an d said he was sorry he had not written, but he hated to let m e know he ha d enlisted in the army, and I told him if he had written I w ouldn’t hav e been so worried. He was so tough and small for his age, onl y 17 years o ld. He was at the Mexican border acting as a guard. The Mexi cans were try ing to come over the border to fight the Americans, he said . It snowed, a nd the wind blew, and in the rain and sleet they nearly fr oze, and were h ungry many times. Next he was in the hospital in Carolina . He had scarle t fever. His feet were swollen and bandaged. He had som e pictures taken , and he looked a sight. But he got well, in a way, an d went overseas. H e was in Germany six months and was in several battles . He came home, but his feet and legs still gave him a lot of grief, an d h e had to spend months in the Veteran’s Hospital. He had a nice wife a nd t hree children. When the war was so bad over in Europe, the flu was r agin g here in America. I lost two grown boys, Loran and Virgil. One die d on e morning and one the next morning. I nearly lost my husband, too, a nd th e other children were sick, and I had no help. Everyone seemed to h ave so meone sick in their family. When we settled in Basalt Ward, my husband was an Elder. Then he worke d i n the Sunday School Superintendency, then was ordained a High Pries t in t he Blackfoot Stake before it was divided, and the time after unti l he pas sed away. He was a Ward Teacher all that time. He was a counselo r in th e Religion Class and traveled from one end of the Stake to the ot her befo re it was divided. The roads were rough. Sometimes I went with h im. Whe n the Religion Class children were grown and would meet Brother T albot, t hey would tell him how they used to enjoy the stories he told th em in the ir meetings. Brother Talbot was sick pretty much the last two years he lived, but h e t ried to work part of the time. He passed away September 12, 1926. M y youn gest boy, Clinton had just turned 15 that spring. My oldest girl’ s childr en were sick with scarlet fever in Pocatello, so the youngest gi rl tha t I raised for my husband, Josie, came from Malad and stayed wit h me a mo nth or so before her father passed away. That surely was a hel p to me tha t I will never forget. She was only three years old when I to ok her to ra ise. The oldest girl that I raised, Tillie, passed away in t he winter o f 1945. The next spring after my husband passed away, my boy . Clint, plan ted the crops, and we had a garden and berries, and he wen t away with som e men who had a contract to build a road and worked unti l time to top bee ts, and I took care of the crops. Then a Mr. Jonson came and wanted me to come be housekeeper for his fo u r motherless children, and I said I wouldn’t know what to do with my co ws . So he said to bring them down and he would feed them. So he did, an d w e sold the milk. After my boy, Clint, came home, we decided we would have a well. We ha d o ne horse and sold him to make the down payment on driving the well. T he n he (Clint) worked here and there at different things till we got th e mo ney for the well. I had developed a tumor in my right breast, so had to go to Pocatello f o r an operation, so sold my last cow and rented the place to the neighbo rs , all but the berries. Was in the hospital ten days, and while I was t her e my youngest girl, Elzada, gave birth to her first child. I seemed t o ge t well, but was very weak for a long time. My boy, Cash, and his wif e, li ving in Pocatello brought me home on decoration day and we went t o the ce metery, then had dinner, and they went home and I went to bed t o rest. I got stronger, but still had to have my arm in a sling. I tried to pi c k berries, but some movement of my arm would nearly make me faint. I Fi na lly got so I could sew a little. I had to go to Pocatello every thre e wee ks all summer to have ultraviolet rays shot into my breast. Then i n the f all, Noble Barrus asked me to come stay with them as his wife wa s sick, a nd after that when anyone was sick, they came for me, but I cou ldn’t stan d the work, so looked for something else to do. Then I went to the temple to do some work, and my brother’s wife and I s e nt to the old country for names on my father’s side, also on my mother ’ s side, and we did lots of work for others. I stayed with my niece whi l e down at Logan. We sent for more names and got them done. My brother a n d some of his family helped with them. Also did a lot of sealing, but c an ’t seem to get many names lately. That spring when I came home from the hospital we were still owing $650. 0 0 on our place. So my boy worked at beet thinning and topping, on the r ai lroad, and at different things and saved his money till we were able t o g et it paid off, and I had a home we could call our own. He still work ed o n the railroad. They promoted him, and he had to move to Nampa, wher e h e stayed a year. Then they wanted him back at Pocatello. He bough t a lot , and in his spare time, built a house. Then he sold that and bui lt a lar ger one, sold that and built another, and finished it up fine an d lived t here for the summer, and that fall enlisted in the Navy, and hi s wife wen t back to Nampa to be near her folks. He was in the Navy three years, went out to the Pacific on a plane carri e r, then they had him come back and go out to the Atlantic to the shore s o f France to take our planes to ship the boys over to France during th e in vasion. He said he went over the Atlantic eight times during the sum mer , taking planes over, and sometimes really did get into the battles , some times jumped off into the sea to take a swim. He then went out t o the Pac ific again as a mine sweeper, was out at Pearl Harbor when th e Armistic e was signed. Then he came home in November 1945 and bough t a house in Na mpa, and he and his wife both work out there. But he want s to go to schoo l when he can get in one he likes. I had eight grandsons in the Army. One got killed out at Pearl Harbor a n d two came home with their nerves shattered, and one was wounded in Fra nc e, got well, then went over to Germany and helped fight the battles th ere , but is home now, out at Boise. One was in Germany and helped figh t th e East Battles, then he came home and they sent him out to the Pacif ic t o help fight the Japanese, but he is home now. One was in France th e las t I heard of him, and one wrote to say he was expecting to be disch arge d soon. At this writing, July 1946, I am staying at my home for a short time. Mo s t of the time I stay with my daughter, Elzada; also visit around with t h e other children. But I am getting so I like to be here at home by myse l f as much as possible. I am feeling fairly well and still find a lot t o l ive for. The following is written by granddaughter, Marvely Stander Grover: I learned to love Grandma Talbot very much while she stayed in our hom e . She was one of the kindest, most gentle people I have ever known. I w a s born in 1942, and was very small during the time she lived with us, b u t I remember her quite well. She would care for me when my mother work e d and my father was busy with the farm. I remember the wonderful meal s sh e would prepare. I especially remember the meat pies. She used a dis h t o keep the top crust up away from the filling so that it would stay f laky . I remember her frying bread slices in bacon grease for a special t reat . She always kept a brick of cheese in her cupboard and would slic e of f a small piece occasionally. I always felt loved and secure when sh e wa s there with me. Grandma passed away 30 September 1955 in Blackfoot, Bingham, Idaho. Sh e w as buried beside her husband, Stephen Barton Talbot and her sons Virg il L avoy, Oswin Oral, and Loran Elmer Talbot on 3 October 1955. As the y lai d her to rest, I remembered the crepe paper flowers she made and wo rked o n for months before Memorial Day to bring to the graves of her hus band an d sons she now joined. She was a wonderful woman, who never compl ained ab out the hard work that was always a part of her life.