Jennie & Mac

Jennie & Mac

by C. D. McBride

Claude & Jennie McBride

I met Jennie Clarke at the Utah Agricultural College in Logan. She was studying music and I was studying agriculture. It was in 1917. She was staying with her sister, Addie. I was boarding with the Lucas family on 5th No. Sometimes we would walk together up or back from school on the hill. One day we met in the main hall between classes and chatted, and she squeezed my hand I asked her for a date, and that's how it all got started.

Jennie was a talented girl, refined and sensitive. She was a fine pianist and soon I was stopping at her place and singing to her accompaniment. When she brought out "Oh Promise Me!" and played it while I sang, her deep brown eyes glowed with warm emotion as her deft fingers played upon the keys to chime out the immortal melody, and a dream was born in our hearts that was destined to become a reality in its own due time.

I was to learn when I visited her folks in Clarkston later on that her musicianship had not come by accident. She had inherited her artistic tale from her forefathers on both sides of the family. Her grandfather, Michael Clarke, had been a renowned musician on the pipe organ in Helena, Montana, and her grandmother, Susannah Thompson Clarke, had been a brilliant stage dancer, and together they had produced many famous operas there during the gold rush days.

Jennie’s father, John P. Clarke, was a good singer and guitar player, and her mother, Sarah Homer Clarke, had a rich contralto voice. Grandpa Michael Clarke recognized Jennie’s musical talent when she was a young girl, and started her on the piano at an early age. She progressed rapidly, and by the time she entered college she was already an accomplished musician. At college she studied piano under Miss Elizabeth Underwood, and chorus and dance under Professor C.R. Johnson. She accompanied some of his operas and choruses.

John Peter Clark

My first trip to Clarkston to visit Jennie and her folks was in the spring of 1917, I rode the train to Cache Junction and started to walk across the river and up over Newton Bench. Soon it started to rain, and that heavy clay soil that had made that area such a famous dry farming section with its rich harvests of winter wheat stuck to my shoes and spattered my trouser legs until I looked more like a hedgehog than a love struck college student. I was rescued by Clarence, Jennie's younger brother along the road a mile from town as he came up from the pasture with the cows. He gave me a ride in on his horse.

At the old Clarke home I met the family, Jennie's four charming and talented sisters, Addie, Susie, Sarah and. Ilda, and her brothers, Mike, Vern, Clarence and Maynard. Dave and Rollie had married and moved away. Johnny and Sarah, her parents were very pleasant and hospitable. I soon found her father to be a very intellectual man and a great reader. One of his favorite pass times was sitting in his easy chair in the evening, smoking his pipe and reading. He kept up on events of the day, read biographies of famous people, read and talked about politics, and last but not least he read and reread his books on minerals and mines. Often he and his brother, Jim would go out prospecting in the North Hills. They had inherited a yen for gold mines from their boyhood days in Helena, Montana.

Then came the war - the First World War. That ended my college career and that of many others, for a long time. The call came for enlistments and the draft was started.. I passed all my tests for the Air Corps, but postponed my enlistment until I could return home to see my folks in Pima, Arizona after four years away seeking a college education. I said goodbye to Jennie and said I hoped to see her again after the war.

I spent two months on the farm with my folks and then found the Air Corps filled up with no room for me, so I responded to the call for strike breakers in the copper mines. The IWW’s had struck and tied up all the copper mines hoping to cripple our country and help Germany win the war. We had many run-ins with the strikers at the mines, but I stayed on at the Inspiration Copper Company at Miami until fall. Jennie and I had kept up our correspondence and decided to get married and live in Miami where I had been offered promotions and a promising future with the company.

In October I left for Utah to marry my college sweetheart and return to my work at the mine. I had rented a house to be ready for us when we arrived. We were married in the Salt Lake Temple on October 10, 1917. But Jennie's parents could not stand to see her go so far away with the war on and the future so uncertain. Mike was preparing to enlist and the folks persuaded us to stay and run the farm and take our chances on the war.

This was a crucial turning point in my life. No more mining career for me. I worked in the beet fields topping beets during; the harvest, and then joined Vern in contracting electric wiring jobs. The power line had come through and the towns around the valley were being wired up for electric lights. We wired the town of Paradise. Then Vern moved away with his wife and I continued the wiring work in Collinston, Benson and some in Clarkston. When I started wiring the Clarke home Jennie's father protested that his eyes could not stand the bright electric lights. He preferred his old coal oil lamp. After a few weeks in is corner under the bright lights the power went off one evening and they had to bring out the old coal oil lamp.

“My hell! Sarah,” said Johnny, “Why don't you clean that chimney?”

Sarah cleaned the chimney as best she could, but Johnny’s reading that evening was strenuous. The power came on again the next night and Johnny enjoyed the new lights to the end of his days.

Then came the flu epidemic during the winter of 1918-19. The whole town was hit. Whole families were bed-ridden. Some were dying, Johnny, Mike and I were able to stay on our feet and feed and care for our folks, and also help some of our neighbors. Mike took over the Hans Jensen family chores, and I helped the Ab Godfrey family. They were all down. Charley Anderson made the rounds from his ranch at Hard Scrabble with a flack of whiskey for each family in the town. With his jolly smile and red nose he was a real Santa Claus on those wintry days in his sleigh.

On May 10, 1919 our first child was born, a “Flu Baby.” We had a difficult time saving him. We named him Claude Eugene. Through constant attention to careful living and diet he finally matured into a healthy and active man. He is now, in 1973, the father of six children and the grandfather of four.

Jennie was the pianist for the Clarke Orchestra, with Uncle Jimmie and his boys--Vernor on the trombone, John on the violin, Harold on the cornet and Uncle Jim on his banjo. For a time Harm Barson was the main violinist. He played by ear. All he had to do was hear a tune once and he could pick it up and play it. Jennie would play it on the piano and Harm would chime in with his violin. Sometimes he would attend a show at the Capitol Theatre and come home with some new tunes on his violin. Jennie would fill in the harmony and the dance was on.

Later on Vivian took up the violin and then the organ. They played for dancehalls over the valley and over in the Bear River Valley, and for community programs and celebrations.

The Clarke family liked reunions, and Aunt Sarah would always make a big pan of her delicious doughnuts. She had a secret recipe for them, and nobody ever found out what it was. I have never eaten such delicious doughnuts since she quit the business.

One memorable family reunion was the one held in Dry Canyon in the North Hills by the grove of pines. All the Clarke's and their relatives were there, and a few others joined them too. A big barbecue pit was dug and lined with large stones and a fire was built in it. When the stones were plenty hot a quarter of baby beef was hung in the pit in a wire basket and the pit was covered with a strip of sheet iron and a thick layer of soil. After three hours the pit was opened and the mellow, nut brown quarter of beef was lifted out and carved up and spread around on the table among pies, cakes, vegetables and fruits. In the words of the old story, “Oh! What a dainty dish to set before a king!” Johnny and Jim prospected in the hills for outcroppings of ore, the boys hunted sage hens and grouse, and at night all joined in songs and stories around the campfire under the starry heaven.

C.D., Jennie, Pauline & Claude E. McBride

I leased the Malmberg farm out by the cemetery and bought the livestock and machinery and went into dry farming on a bigger scale. Two more children were born to us, Jennie Theda, a sweet little brown eyed girl like her mother, and Conrad Legrand (Dick), a plucky little towhead full of vitality. Along with my farming I ran the old blacksmith shop and kept the horses and sleighs shod in winter and the plowshares sharpened and pointed during the summer. Many were the yarns spun around my blacksmith shop during the winter months while I ran the forge and anvil.

Jennie played the piano in the orchestra and for the choir, and I sang in the choir and for many funerals, and we performed in some light operas also. In Gypsy Rover Eunice Petersen and I sang the leading roles, and In Cherry Blossom, Grace Fisher and I were the leads.

We had a great baseball team during those years also. We won championships around the valley and became famous for our "Murderer’s Row at bat. One big game was at Malad on the 24th of July for a purse of $100. But I almost got robbed, as manager of the team, before I could get out of town.

On the main team were, Joe Godfrey catcher,- Leo Jardine, pitcher,- Joe Maimberg, first base,- Sammy Thompson, second base,- myself, third base and pitch,- Russ Dahle, short stop,- Gail Thompson, left field,- Lee Thompson, center field,- Paul Clarke, right field. Then there were John Jardine, relief pitcher, - Brig Griffin, first base, relief,- and Dave Archibald, second base relief.

In the Malad game Joe Godfrey was on second base when Paul Clarke knocked a home run. He was a fast runner and Joe was a slow one. When Paul rounded third base he was on the heels of Joe who was running hard but slow.

"Go on Joe! Hurry; Joe,” he shouted. He had to slow down to keep from passing Joe. But they both finally made it in.

While I was in the bishopric with R.O. (Rube) Loosle, and Frank Ravsten, Jr. with Wendell Thompson as ward clerk we had good attendance at meetings. Some, of the hard-working farmers would have a good nap in the afternoon sacrament meetings. In one of the fast and testimony meetings we had just finished the sacrament and begun to have testimony bearing. After a couple of testimonies had been born, Joe Holt was snoring in his seat. Tom Goody poked him and said, “Wake up, Joe,- Wake up, the bishop wants you to dismiss the meeting.” Joe woke up, rubbed his eyes and traipsed up to the stand and raised his rusty hand and offered the benediction. It was short and to the point. The congregation thought he was going to bear his testimony. When he prayed for the Lord to dismiss the meeting, a giggle went through the crowd and they all looked foolish and started moving out. The bishopric was dumfounded. Tom Goody jumped up and made for the door. He didn't want to face Joe when he found out what a trick had been pulled on him.

On another occasion Uncle Jack Thompson went to fast and testimony meeting, for the first tine in many years. He told me about in the blacksmith shop the next day. He said he was getting old and thought he had better start doing something to save his soul from the grave, so he went to church.

“They was a bearin’ their testimonies,” he said, “And old Preachin’ Tom was up there a bearing’ his testimony, and he was wavin’ his arms and poundin’ the pulpit and he said, ‘I know the Lord is with us today. I can feel his spirit. I know he is here with us.’

“And he was right,” said Uncle Jack, “For I was there.”

The farm depression hit the country in 1922. The price of wheat fell from $310 a bushel to 40 cents in a few weeks. I was caught with my wheat in the elevator in Cache Junction. I lost everything I had invested in my farming venture and had to look for something else. I had been invited to teach in the place of a teacher who had left at Christmas time. When school was out I went to work at the Cutler Dam operating a blacksmith shop setting up all the drills for the drilling and blasting, and then truing them up and tempering them after each run. I could have followed the construction job from camp to camp around the country. But that would be a poor life for a young family. Jennie and I talked it over and decided that I should return to teaching, and that has been my life’s profession.

After teaching two years in Clarkston we moved to Logan. There we raised our three children and helped them through college. Eugene is now a dairyman in Syracuse, Utah. His wife is the former Pauline Williams. They have six children and four grandchildren. Theda and her husband, Bill Darley, live in Menlo Park, California. They are both teaching and have one son. Conrad (Dick) completed his Ph.D. at UCLA and is professor of Political Science in the University of Colorado at Boulder. His wife is the former Rosemary Howell of Logan. They have six children.

Jennie continued her music work, playing in church and cantatas, giving music lessons and taking care of the home and family as a devoted mother, homemaker and companion, while I continued with my educational career. After several years in the Logan City Schools, I entered the Utah State University as Professor of Industrial Education. While there I organized and conducted the Evening School, founded the Industrial Management Degree Program and the Management Institute and directed the Student Placement Bureau.

In September 1955, Jennie was stricken with a cerebral hemorrhage and passed away on September 26. She is now resting by her parents in the cemetery on the hill at Clarkston where she was born.

[CD died 27 November 1992 and is buried in Clarkston next to his sweetheart]

Ebenzer A. Williams

Ebenezer Albert Williams

Written by Thelma Williams Sanders

Ebenezer Williams

Ebenezer Albert Williams was born at Llangwn, Monmouthshire, Wales on August 5, 1830. He was the son of Thomas and Elizabeth Edwards Williams. He was the fifth child of a family of eight, his brothers and sisters being: Eliza, Mary, Edwin, Hannah, Ann, David, and William. His family belonged to the working class of Wales; and as was the custom of that day, his parents found it necessary to put their children in apprenticeships to trades, farms, and factories. At an early age, Ebenezer went out to earn a living for himself. He was sent to the estate of a wealthy lady, Hannah Ridden Bowering, near Cardiff, Wales. Ebenezer was employed as a gardener in the small market garden section of Mrs. Bowering's estate.

At this estate, under the influence of this wonderful woman, his opportunities began. All of the romance, adventure, hardships, and endearing devotion to duty that go into the making of a great life, began on this estate in the service of Hannah Ridden Bowering.

In 1849, missionaries of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints came into the vicinity. Mrs. Bowering became interested in this new religion. She invited the elders into her home, and with her family and servants heard the teachings of this new religion. Ebenezer Williams was a participant in these religious discussions. For the first time, he heard the words that would govern most of his adult life. Time and time again, the elders returned to the Bowering estate. With each visit, they instructed, answered, and guided the members of the household. They brought the family together under a common bond. This bond broke many of the ancient class barriers which existed between the mistress of an estate and her servants. Slowly Ebenezer was accepted as a member of the Bowering family.

After listening to countless discussions on Mormonism, Ebenezer felt compelled to join the new religion. He had a burning testimony of the truthfulness of what the Mormon Elder had told him, and he sought to be baptized a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

On a cold autumn morning in September of 1849, Ebenezer was baptized a member of the LDS Church. He was baptized by one of the young missionaries named Daniel Vincent. The event was the first major development in his long life. With the covenant of baptism, Ebenezer accepted a new set of personal standards and guidelines. These rules were a driving force in his life. A force which would give him strength and courage to be a true pioneer of America.

Not long after he was baptized into the new church, the 19-year-old gardener was ordained a priest. This position gave him great responsibility and an opportunity to serve as a local missionary. This calling was a challenge to young Ebenezer, but he found a strength and a joy in teaching the things that had been taught him by the young men from America. He worked diligently at this job. His enthusiasm could only be matched by the zeal of other religious converts. The Cardiff township wan an excellent working area, and with his knowledge of the local people, Ebenezer was able to teach his new religion to many others.

During this period, the members of the Bowering family joined the Mormon Church. The mistress of the family, Hannah Ridden Bowering, was baptized along with her daughter and grandchildren.

All of the Bowering estate members were part of the Cowbridge Branch of the church. They all attended faithfully; and they served in whatever positions they were called to fulfill. In 1850, Ebenezer was advanced to an elder in the priesthood of his church. Not long after receiving this priesthood, he was appointed to preside over the Cowbridge Branch. His employer and friends were all members of this branch.

In all the discussions of Mormonism, the Bowering family heard the tales of America and the New Zion that had been established in the tops of the Rocky Mountains. It was a constant dream of theirs to one day arrive in the New Zion to associate with other members of their faith. However, economics, responsibility, and national pride bound them to the farms of Wales. But the dream remained, and they often discussed the possibility of selling the estate and making the long trip to America.

At first the idea was far from their physical reach. However, not long after she was converted to Mormonism, Hannah Bowering began to explore the possibility of selling her vast properties and moving her family to Utah. She placed her estate on the market, and waited for the right opportunity to present itself. To her disappointment, the right offer did not come immediately. For four years, she negotiated with various buyers. When the price was right, she sold her estate.
A transaction of this type was not an easy task for a widow, but Mrs. Bowering proved to be a shrewd businesswoman. She managed to get enough from the sale of her property to finance the long awaited trip to the New Zion.

Included in the plans to emigrate were, not only the immediate members of her family, but her servants as well. After spending a number of years in the employ of Mrs. Bowering, Ebenezer Williams was considered enough of a loyal servant to be included in the family dream. After serving the family for a number of years, he was responsible for many of the household necessities.

Journeying to Liverpool, England, in a group, tickets were purchased for the trip. A total of fourteen tickets were secured. This included passage for: Mrs. Bowering, Esther Harris and her husband, their five children, Henry, Elizabeth, and Ada Evans, Thomas Howells, Thomas Jones, and Ebenezer Williams. The later three were servants on the Bowering estate.

On February 5, 1853, the party left England and sailed for America on the ship "Jersey". It took them six weeks to cross the ocean. They did not leave the ship when it docked in New York City; but they continued on to New Orleans. From New Orleans they made their way up the Mississippi River to a place where they could join a westward headed wagon train. At Keokuk, Iowa they found a wagon train and arrangements were made for a trip across the plains to Utah. Wagons had to be bought and equipped.

Provisions of food, clothing, and other essentials had to be purchased. Teams had to be secured. All of these arrangements were placed in the hands of Ebenezer Williams, and the other employees of Mrs. Bowering.

This task was dispatched with confidence and speed. No expense was spared in making the Bowering wagons the beat equipped possible. Therefore, it was not an ill equipped party that joined the Claudius V. Spencer Company for the long trek across the plains.

The crossing was made without noticeable incident other than the usual hardships that accompanied all who made that difficult journey. They started in March, and it was well into September of 1853 when they arrived in the Salt Lake Valley. Here many friends were on hand to greet them and take them into their homes.

Six weeks after their arrival, however, tragedy came into the group. Elizabeth Evans died of "Mountain Fever." This was especially tragic for Ebenezer. While they were on the ocean and on the wagon train moving west, he had fallen in love with young Elizabeth. They planned to be married as soon as the family was established in Utah. Unfortunately for Ebenezer, he had to lay her to rest in the Salt Lake City Cemetery at the journey’s end.

Because they had not yet found a permanent home, the party went to Provo, Utah to spend their first winter. They went to the home of David Vincent, an old friend from the Wales Mission. This home and the hospitality of Mr. Vincent was greatly appreciated by the immigrants, and they often talked about this friendship in later life.

When spring came, Mrs. Bowering asked Ebenezer if he would investigate various possibilities of purchasing land for a farm or homestead. After weeks of searching and examining land in the Salt Lake Valley, he found an excellent site on the mountain bench just east of the settlement of Kaysville, Utah.

Mrs. Bowering journeyed from Provo to inspect the site. Although it was far from the green, rolling hills of her native Wales, she believed the earth to be satisfactory for the beginning of a new farm. Not long after her inspection, the land was purchased, and the rest of the family moved their possessions to Kaysville.

Mrs. Bowering could not possibly manage the farm by herself, so she asked Ebenezer to remain in her employ. The other servants had earlier struck out on their own paths-only Ebenezer remained. He agreed to this proposition, and he remained as her farm manager and chief laborer.
It was not safe, in this early period, for a family to live outside the Kaysville Fort because of the threat of Indians, so the Bowering family lived within the town site of Kaysville. Ebenezer traveled each day from the fort to the mountain farm. The distance was about two miles. Until the Indian threat was over, Ebenezer made this trip each day.

Two years after they arrived in Kaysville, Ebenezer A. Williams and Ada Evans began a courtship which eventually ended in marriage. They were married on January 19, 1856. A small adobe dwelling was purchased by the newly married couple in the township of Kaysville, just a few short blocks from the Bowering family home. This home was occupied by the couple until the uneasiness of the Echo Canyon War threatened their safety, Increasing trouble in the area prompted Ebenezer to take his wife and family to Provo once again. This was a safety measure which was taken by many of the local residents.

After his family was securely located in Provo, Ebenezer returned to take his place in the defense of his homestead. He became a volunteer in the Echo Canyon War. He went with other men to build fortifications for the defense of Utah against the U. S. Army. However, a peaceful settlement to the dispute between the Mormons and the federal government was reached. After a short period of negotiations between Mormon leaders and government officials, it was safe for the settlers of the territory to return to their homes.

Ebenezer once again joined his family in Provo. However, this time it was to bring them safely home.

When the family was again settled in Kaysville, Ebenezer began to build a permanent home on the Bowering farm east of Kaysville. It took a couple of years to complete, but when construction was finished a very comfortable home was available for his wife, Ada, and his aging grandmother-in-law.

It was in this home that Hannah R. Bowering died in 1858. She was a true pioneer, and had made many things possible for Ebenezer and his wife. She had sacrificed much for the comfort and well-being of her family and friends.

The small Williams adobe home in Kaysville proper was donated to the Kaysville Ward of the LDS Church. It became the first meetinghouse in the city. It was located just one block north of the present Kaysville LDS Tabernacle. It was used by the Mormons of that city until a more permanent and better facility could be built.

For a number of years, Ebenezer worked and improved the mountain road farm. However, a more centrally located home was desired by the family so they could be more active in the social life of the growing city. A home was purchased from Bishop Alan Taylor within the Kaysville City limits. It was a large adobe house built in the two story style. The second story was surrounded by a low porch which ran across the entire length of the house. In this home all of the Williams family lived. While living in this house, the following children were in the Williams family: Matilda, Elizabeth, Henry, Frances, Thomas, Erminnie, Frederick, Orton, and Franklin. With only minor changes the home still stands today.

On October 29, 1864 Ebenezer married his second wife, Hannah Brandham. Hannah took up residence in the house on the mountain road farm. Ebenezer inherited this property from Mrs. Bowering, and it was an excellent place for his second wife to live.

To the marriage of Ebenezer and Hannah the following children were born: Mary, Horace, Albert, Esther, Jabez, and Mabel Claire. Death, however, took Hannah before her children reached maturity. After her death, the children from this second marriage were taken into the home of Ebenezer's first wife Ada. Ada cared for both families. Although the Williams family home was filled with children, it was a peaceful and happy home. All of the children found friendship and companionship. They were contented to live in perfect harmony. The children from the second marriage didn't forget their mother, but they loved Ada. They continued to visit her and shower her with gifts until her death.

By this time, Kaysville was becoming an important Utah city. Located directly in the center of Davis County, it was also the halfway point between Salt Lake City and Ogden. This location proved many excellent business opportunities, and in 1863 Ebenezer Williams became interested in a trading possibility.

The railroad had not yet connected Utah with the rest of the nation, so it was necessary for goods to be shipped to Utah by wagon train; but in 1863 in spite of the problems, Ebenezer opened the first mercantile store in Kaysville. The goods for this venture were shipped by wagon train from the East at great expense. However, this risk did not frighten Ebenezer. The goods sold in this first store were mainly items in the hardware line which were greatly needed by the people in every Utah town. The first store was located in a north-east room of the Williams home. This proved adequate for some time. However, as the volume of business increased, it became necessary to build a permanent store on the main street of Kaysville. In this new store all types of merchandise was offered to the customers of the city.

Ada Williams assisted in the operation of the store for many years. An excellent woman with a needle, she made hats and operated a millinery shop in a small addition to the south of the main store. All the items in this millinery shop were made by Ada. For a time, she did hire other women to help make hats, but the bulk of the hat business was handled by Ada.

As the years passed, Ebenezer retired from the active management of the family business. It was carried on by members of his family, and by other merchants who rented the building and its facilities. In the early part of the 1900's, the Williams store was converted into the first drug store in the city. An upper story was added to the building, the Williams Dance Hall became a center of entertainment for the people of Kaysville. This corner on Main Street was affectionately called the "Williams Corner." This establishment continued long after Ebenezer' death, and the building, with modern remodeling, is still part of the Kaysville Main street.

Unselfishly Ebenezer donated his time to the advancement of his city by accepting and filling honorably positions in civic government. He served as city tax collector, and as the city sexton--these jobs he accomplished without pay. He was elected by his fellow townspeople to the office of city councilman. In this office, he served for twenty years. He saw many of the improvements which were important and helpful to the citizens of Kaysville. In addition to his city and civic duties, he served as one of the first school trustees, a position he held for many years.

Ebenezer Williams always felt his church to be one of the most important activities of his life. He was devoted to the LDS Church, and he served in many different positions. In 1881, he was ordained a High Priest and set apart as a high councilman in the Davis LDS stake. This job he held until 1904. In this year, he was ordained as patriarch. This position he considered to be one of the most important of his life. It was a rewarding experience. It was the highest honor of his long life of service to the LDS Church. He served as patriarch until his death.

Probably the most important thing in Ebenezer's life was his family. He was always devoted and concerned with their welfare. He was the father of sixteen children, and the task of raising them was a constant challenge. His home was always open to everyone who wished to call. The spirit of friendliness was always present. Many fond memories have been related by his children and grandchildren to attest to the goodness of Ebenezer as a father and grandfather. He was always able to meet any situation which came into the lives of his family.

In his years of retirement, he fell back on his early experiences as a gardener. His home and garden became the envy of Kaysville. He delighted in spending his hours in cultivating and improving the things which he had grown. His orchard, vineyard and vegetable garden grew things that had to be shared with friends and neighbors. He was able to feed a lot of people who were close to him. He supplied fresh fruit and vegetables to many of his neighbors for several years.

He also grew beautiful flowers. He had flower beds all around his home, and he took great delight in cutting the flowers and delivering them to the sick or just as a means of cheering someone up.

E.A. &Ada Williams

Ebenezer Williams was a large man. He stood well over six feet tall with broad shoulders. He was very muscular, and proved to be very strong. He wore a long beard, in the pioneer style, and had a very dignified bearing. He was always conscious of his dress and manners. On all occasions, he appeared dignified and handsome. In contrast to his dynamic physical stature, he was easygoing and mild in his personal manner. He was soft spoken and gentle. His quiet and friendly manner gained him many life long friends.

Ebenezer Albert Williams died February 18, 1917 at the age of 87. He had lived a very full and useful life. He was buried in the Kaysville Cemetery near his second wife, Hannah Brandham Williams.

Christine Cook Walker

Christine Cook Walker

I, Christine Cook Walker, was born in South Weber Utah 30 January 1866. I was the sixth child of William Simpson and Christine Bowman Cook

As a child I used to love to roam the hills and gather wild flowers back of our home.

I was baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints at the age of 13 years, on 7 August 1879, at South Weber, Utah, by William Jones, and confirmed 10 August 1879 by William Firth.

My education in public schools was limited because when young I was a delicate child and had so far to go to school. Also from having sore eyes, being blind at one time for three months as a result of the measles.

Although public school education was limited, not so with home education; for I was always surrounded with the best of books and help from Father and Mother, brothers and sisters who did all they could for me. Mother taught me cooking, sewing, mending, darning, knitting, and crocheting; in fact, everything suitable for me to be a farmers wife.

I was married to James Thomas Walker on the 16th of January 1890 in the Logan Temple and have two daughters: Martha Christine born 8 May 1983, and Mary Golda born 29 Sept 1894.

I was a teacher in the Syracuse Sunday School from 1891 until April 1921. I was Assistant Secretary in the Syracuse Relief Society from 18 May 1892 until 18 Jan 1910. I was made 1st Counselor to Sister Alice Barlow in the YLMIA in Syracuse in August 1905 after being a teacher since 13 October 1903. I was Treasurer in primary in 1889. I worked as a teacher in the Religion class in the 13th ward in Ogden in 1924. Was an "Aid" in the North Davis Stake Relief Society from 1920 until 27 February 1921.

We moved to Ogden in 1921 and lived in the 6th Ward. Later we moved into the 13th ward. We lived there until my husband died in August 1925, when I moved out to Syracuse and had a home near the church. I was a Relief Society Visiting Teacher for many years in Ogden and in Syracuse.

My aim is to be a helpmate to my husband and my family to stand first before all other things and to look life in the face with that love and charity that sees some good in all things.

(The following was written by Golda Walker Williams, a daughter of Christine Cook Walker.)

Mother was a wonderful person and was very strong on the principle of right and wrong.

Her health wasn't very good from the time I was born. She had had 'milk leg' after I was born and was sick for 2 years and it left her with a running sore on her leg.

She was industrious, always doing something, either making quilts crocheting, knitting, or other fancy work. She was always giving it to some one to make them happy. She had made quilts for Mattie and I and all the grandchildren and there were quilt tops left when she died, one for each family.

She had a green thumb, and children as well as older people enjoyed her flowers. Her home was a quiet beautiful place where you felt her sweet influence when you entered.

Even after twenty years, the children she had taught in Sunday School Kindergarten class would still come to see her and compliment her on her wonderful teachings. They could still remember her and said her influence had helped them throughout their lives.

Christine & James T. Walker

When she married my father, he had one son, Fred, 12 years old. They were married in January, and father went on a mission in May. She kept his home with Fred. Her brother-in-law, Daniel Walker, having lost his wife (her sister) ate with them, stayed in his home at nights, and worked in their store. Daddy was gone two years, returning in May 1892. In May 1893, Mattie was born. They built onto the house, adding two more rooms.

Mother had two operations on her eyes when she got older, after daddy died. She lived alone, with one of the grandchildren staying with her at nights until about 2 years before she died.

She came to my home in April 1946, and never went back to her home again. She stayed at Mattie's and here until she died in Aug. 1946. Her heart was bad and a lot of the time we kept her under oxygen and she had cancer of the stomach. She bloated up and was tapped, about 1 1/2 qts. of fluid being drained, then in about 10 days she filled up again. She was tapped again on Saturday and drained of about 5 quarts. Instead of it reacting like the first time, she started swelling and she bloated very badly. The gas pains were terrible. We could hardly turn her without her screaming. Death came as a relief on Tuesday morning, Aug. 13. Administrations seemed to be the only thing that brought her any relief toward the end. Mother was a wonderful patient, and had a desire to live even unto the last.

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Enoch Burns

Biographical Sketch of

Enoch Burns

Told by himself and written by his daughter Sarah Burns Webb

(Additions, shown in parenthesis & italics, giving genealogical data and substantiating historical fact, were made by his great-grandson Stanley Ferrin Wangsgaard, 24 July 1978)

(Enoch Burns is the father of Ruth Burns who married Peter Howard McBride; their son Claude Duval McBride is the Father of Claude Eugene McBride)

The forepart will be written from memory of a verbal report of persons acquainted with my childhood.

Enoch Burns

I was born of poor parentage, by name, James Burns and Hannah Tupper in the Township of Ascot, at that time in the district of Three Rivers, in the province of Lower Canada; Afterwards, Sherbrooke County, District of St. Francis (now Quebec Province), 2 Nov., 1807.

Unfortunately my parents were not agreeably associated, therefore, they did not long remain together. While the second child was but an infant my mother resolved, in consequence of harsh treatment and by advice of neighbors and friends to leave, hence went with a relative to the States, leaving me with an unkind father, who seldom had me with him, only as I was returned by one or another whom he would get to keep me for a while, and as you may know, a child under such circumstances does not always get the kindest treatment.

According to my recollection, while I was under four years of age or there about, a man by the name of Ward, having me in care, took me one evening in autumn about sunset some distance into the woods, set me on my feet and told me to go to my father’s place, which I had attempted to do would have perished in the snow, as houses were so far apart and the weather cold.

I will here state in honor of the Lord an acknowledgment of his overruling hand with me, I did not, young as I was, attempt to go to my fathers, as I had been taken over the road many times and knew it was several miles. I would have also had the St. Francis River to cross.

The same man at another time, took me to my fathers and him being absent, left me there alone. Stayed until near night, when I left for Grandmother Wards, a widow lady living some miles off by the riverside. Took the road on the ice bare headed and handed. About one half miles on the opposite bank of the river lived a man by the name of James Blodgett. As I neared there, I was heard crying with the cold, was picked up and saved from perishing. In process of time, the man mentioned above became delirious, finally strayed into the woods and died.

The winter after I was four years old, a man by the name of Jonathan Rice, took and kept me until the summer following my sixth birthday. He was very kind and would have kept me but for his wife who seemed to have a dislike to me, and was constantly teasing him to put me away, which he finally consented to do.

Next a man, Galon Boldgett by name, was to keep me until I was twenty-one years of age, which he did, lacking about two months, when we agreed that I should go for myself.

At the age of twenty-one, I knew nothing but work. I thought by industry, I would want for nothing, but soon found it to be a small part of so-called success in life. Through hard work, exposure and carelessness of myself, I soon found my system was much impaired. I saw advantage was taken of my credulity and ignorance of the technicalities in business, hence became unsettled in mind and in purpose. Thus, time and things passed on for a while.

If my memory serves me right, in the fall of 1834 I went to work for a man, Cephas Gardner by name. He carried on farming and the chair making business. I worked on the farm for two months, clearing land, as it was a timbered country. I then set in for two years for to learn chair making. Continued it until May 1837, when I started in company with said Gardner for the state of Illinois, where we arrived sometime in June of the same year. Worked for said Gardner until about the first of December when I started off again for a ramble.

Stopped awhile in St. Louis, Missouri, but soon set off for New Orleans to work my passage on a steamer in order to save money and help a traveling companion. Being unacquainted with usages and fare of the business, they worked me hard night and day for twenty-four hours, when I refused to work more without food, whereupon the mate of said boat, being an austere man, came forward to abuse me. I told him I would quit, he then offered me food, but I left.

Took up next in the city of Springfield, Illinois, where I tarried some six months working in a chair shop for Messrs. Phelps and Zimmerman, when I took another ramble. Stayed in Charlton, Green County, Illinois a few months. Another round and ended up in the village of Mt.Sterling. Here I found the seed of what gave me a settled purpose. This being in the year 1838, that of the expulsion of the Latter-day Saints from Missouri. Some of them stopped in and near the above named village. From them I learned some of the doctrines of Christ and obtained a few of their books which I read. In so doing, I received a portion of the spirit of the Lord, which opened my mind so that I could read the Bible (which I had been partially taught to believe, but at the same time doubted) with understanding and comprehension as never before. By reading the Bible, Book of Mormon, Doctrine and Covenants, and hearing some of their principles taught, I believed readily.

In September 1839, I went to Nauvoo, arriving there on Thursday. I put up with the Prophet Joseph Smith, it being the only public house in the town at that time. As there were many people sick and much labor to be done, I went to work for the Prophet, cutting and shocking corn. On Sunday morning I was baptized by Elder George W. Harris. I continued to work up to Conference time. Sunday a week from baptism, I was confirmed at a meeting in the Prophet’s house under the hands of Elders George W. Harris and Henry G. Sherwood; the latter being mouth. At Conference the Saints were called on for means to make payment on land bought for a townsite. I gave five dollars, it being the most I had by me. After conference I went to Boone County, to collect some means which were due me and I remained through the winter with my old friend Gardner. I call him “friend” for such he was to me.

In the spring of 1840 I returned to Nauvoo. As there was no direct means of conveyance, I procured a skiff and started from Belvedere (Boon County, Illinois) on the Sycamore River. I took with me a surveyor wishing to go down the country, his name I disremember. We sailed down the river some twenty-five miles, where it joined Rock River. Down it a hundred miles or so, thence into the Mississippi River, on the east bank of which stood the town of Rock Island, where I had a trunk of clothes and books. We continued the voyage down said river to New Boston, where my companion left me to pursue the remainder of the journey alone, which caused unpleasant sensations for a time. The forepart of the journey was rough and laborious, as we were rowing against the wind, the latter was calm and pleasant.

Nauvoo, as I had seen it before, had but few charms for me. There was no place to run a turning lathe by water and did not like to work it by foot. I therefore went out some eighteen miles to a saw and grist mill, remained there for a year and a half making chairs, among those very bitter toward the Church and the Saints. Not having anyone to stir me up, I became cold and indifferent for a time, but could not join with opposers, and did not lose the love I had for the Prophet Joseph. I had a love for him and his words as never for any other.

Next I went to Fort Madison, Iowa and joined in partnership with one Marchead, a painter by trade, but owing to his untruthfulness, we soon dissolved. On 11 Jan 1842, I took to wife, Elizabeth Jane Peirce, daughter of Gainer and Bethsina Peirce, the ceremony being solemnized by Elder Sucion N. Scoville, near Nauvoo, Hancock County, Illinois, and went to housekeeping in Nauvoo. I soon commenced the business of chair making, which I continued until September 1844. (Their first child, Bethsina was born 5 Nov. 1842 in Nauvoo.)

(Enoch Burns was ordained a Seventy 26 May 1844 by Levi Hancock.) In the month of June 1844, I went in company with Sevy Jackman to the Eastern part of Illinois, on a volunteer mission. We did but very little preaching, held one public meeting and visited some scattering Saints. On hearing of the murder of the Prophet and the Patriarch, we returned home, arriving there on or near the 28th of July. I could not believe them dead until near home.

After matters became settled, James Emett set to work getting up a company to go to the wilderness with (as I understood) the sanction of the Twelve. I joined the company and accordingly started out on the 4th of September. We traveled up the Iowa River beyond the frontier settlements where we wintered. As evidence that I did not think of leaving the Church, I paid my tithing before leaving Nauvoo. While camped in Iowa a number became dissatisfied and left. A son, Franklin, was born 3 Jan 1845. In the Spring of 1845, we took up our line of march, traveling a westerly course until we came to the Missouri River, where we found a trading post of the American Fur Company, kept by a Canadian-Frenchman. We arrived here early in June where we remained for the summer, planted some grain and vegetables. The coming fall, the Twelve sent two men, Henry G. Sherwood and David Fullmer, requiring of us baptism as a token of fellowship with the Twelve. This was the first I knew that Emett was on his own hook. After the Elders left, taking with them one of our number, John S. Butler, we built a fort of log cabins for winter. While in Emett’s company, we had to take turns night herding. On one occasion when I was returning from my tour of herding, I crossed the river. The ice broke and let me in and I barely escaped being drowned. By throwing my arms out on the ice, which broke several times, I at last succeeded in getting out. In the latter part of winter or early spring, Emett went away to sell some horses; while he was absent, said Butler returned, accompanied by Elder James W. Cummings, with directions to us from the Twelve to meet them where they would cross the Missouri River. We met the Twelve at Council Bluff, with other companies. We went to Loup Fork of the Platte River (about 80 miles west) where we were joined by two companies of Church Emigrants, thence to Pawnee County (one hundred miles to the southeast of Nebraska), summered there, then back to Winter Quarters. We next crossed the Missouri River into Fremont County, Iowa. The country at this time was very thinly populated. (This was in 1846, and area was about 30 miles south of Council Bluffs, Iowa. They lived here for the next four years, and two more children were born and one died: Enoch, b. 6 Aug. 1847, d. 5 Jan 1848; Martha Jane, b. 21 Jan 1849.)

In company with the Saints under President Wilford Woodruff, we started for Utah, 15 June 1850. We were with the Second 50, with Captain Eson Whipple, which arrived in Utah the same year, Oct. 3rd. Nothing of note occurred while crossing the plains except the cholera, of which a great many were victims. Sad to us, having to bury a child near Fort Kearney at Grand Island. (This was the eldest son, Franklin, who died 16 July 1850.) Also, when preparing to stand guard against the Indians, I was drawing my gun out of the wagon, when it discharged and went through my right shoulder. I had my arm in a sling, with my gun in front of me and the reins over the horn of the saddle, trusting in God, I took my turn in guarding.

We wintered 1850-51 in Ogden (here their 5th child, Elizabeth Ann was born 17 Feb. 1851) and in the spring went to North Ogden. (Here another child, Mary Ellen, was born 4 Aug. 1852.) In 1853 was called upon to build a Fort for protection from Indians. (This was Mound Fort. This enclosed the district which is now part of Ogden, from 9th Street, and from the west side of Washington Boulevard to the west face of the mound which was about 3 blocks. The west slope if the mound was very steep. With a small amount of work, it was cut down to present a precipitous face about ten feet high. To strengthen the west side still further, a breastwork, perhaps three feet high, was erected along the top of the mound. From behind that fortification, a rifleman could observe the surrounding country, and in case of an Indian attack, he could be in an advantageous position. A mud wall nine feet high, three feet wide at the base, and sixteen inches wide at the top, was built around the other three sides of the enclosure. A spring which furnished water for culinary purposes was located inside the fort walls.)

I was a member of the Thirty-Eighth Quorum of Seventy when it was organized 5 Feb. 1854. (He was set apart as number three of Seven Presidents of the Quorum 12 Nov. 1854 by Lyman S. Shurtliff.) (Early in April 1854 Enoch Burns and wife Elizabeth Jane Pierce journeyed to Great Salt Lake City, where they were sealed for time and all Eternity 10 Apr. 1854, in the Presidents Office, as the Endowment House was not yet completed. Then on 10 Apr. 1854 they both received their Patriarchal Blessings under the hands of Patriarch Charles W. Hyde.) In the year 1854, with one horse, I started to meet and help emigrants across the plains. (While living at Mound Fort a daughter Mary Ellen died 4 Oct. 1853; and a son John Franklin was born 24 Feb. 1855.)

Finally I was requested to again move to Ogden, where I acted in the capacity of Ward Teacher for several years. (In Book 8 of Deeds, page 10, dated 4 Feb. 1857, shows that Enoch Burns was claimant and owner of lots eight (8) and nine (9) in block thirty one (31), containing one acre each, in Ogden City. While living in Ogden, there were two daughters added to the Burns family; Ruth, b. 30 June 1857; and Amanda, b. 29 June 1860. Their eldest daughter, Bethsina was married 16 March 1857 at age 14, to David Garner. Bethsina gave birth to a daughter, Elizabeth Bethsina Garner, 3 Dec. 1858, which caused her death one month later, 7 Jan 1859; the child also died 5 Nov. 1859.)

Through the 1850’s trouble had been brewing between the Mormons and the United States Government. President Buchanan set an army of 2,500 soldiers to Utah, under the leadership of General Albert Johnston. The Mormons had already been driven from their homes three or four times while residing in the East. Now that they had established another Zion in the heart of a great desert, Brigham Young and his associates were determined not to let even the United States Government dislodge them if it could possibly be helped. Therefore, when news reached the settlements that Federal troops were on their way to the Great Basin, the people of Utah decided to resist their entrance.

(Units of the Nauvoo Legion in various communities throughout the Territory were mustered for armed conflict. Bishop Chauncy W. West was given the commission of Colonel in the Weber Militia, 18 July 1857, and spent much of his time during August and September in drilling this unit on the Ogden Tabernacle grounds for the impending war. Finally, on the morning of September 29, the citizens of Ogden were awakened by the sound of drums as ninety soldiers marched out of the city on their way to resist Johnston’s Army.)

Early in October 1857, I went as teamster in Colonel C. W. West’s command north to March Valley, to head off the Johnston army, essaying to come into Salt Lake Valley on the North. Returned to Ogden the 2nd of November. On the 9th or 10th of the same month, I started with above said command for Echo Canyon where we remained in camp until near Christmas, awaiting the approach of the enemy. When we learned that the United States Army had gone into camp at Fort Bridger for the winter, the above said, West command returned to Ogden where it disbanded.

In May 1858 we moved south as far as Springville, on account of the United States Army was coming, where we remained until the latter part of July, then returned to Ogden. (President Lorin Farr received instructions from President Brigham Young to move the people of Weber County south but previous to the move had gone with Bishop Chauncy W. West south and selected a site west of Provo, between there and the lake, called the Provo Bottoms, where the people of Weber County could locate. He came back and directed the people of the various wards, organized them under different heads and commenced the move south. Before the 1st of May 1858 nearly all of the people from Weber County were down on the Provo Bottoms. Some made their quarters in wagons, tents and wickiups, built of long canes and flags. In many places the cane houses had the appearance of villages. There were about three or four thousand people of Weber County camped on the Provo Bottoms. Some had moved farther south. To prevent the Army from taking over any of the settlements to use to their advantage, a number of men were detailed to stay and burn their homes and barns, and leave every settlement in Weber County in ashes, and the country as desolate as it was before the arrival of the pioneers. Prior to leaving, private homes and public buildings were filled with straw, ready to set ablaze at a given signal. Grain and other food supplies had been sent southward.)

(As the summer came on the weather became oppressively hot, the water was bad as they had to dig holes to get water, and the people began to complain of sickness. The feed had also been eaten off by the cattle. Their cows dried up, flies were very bad in tormenting their cattle and it was with great difficulty that they controlled their stock from running off. On the 1st of July 1858, President Lorin Farr went to Provo City where President Birgham Young and his counselors Heber C. Kimball and George A. Smith were temporarily located; Provo being the headquarters of the Church during this exodus. He informed President Young of the conditions of the people on the Provo Bottoms. President Young’s decision was that all those in the Provo Bottoms and all from the north would go back as quickly as they please. Some commenced their homeward journey right away, while others came scattering back at their leisure. The next year, 1860, the population of Ogden reached 1,464.)

In 1861 or 1862 we moved to Ogden Valley (settling in Eden) where we lived for 15 years. (The first settlers had come to Eden in 1859, so it was still an infant settlement when the Burns family arrived. In the Book B of Deeds, page 60, is found recorded a Land Certificate: “This is to certify that Enoch Burns is the lawful claimant of lot one (1) on Block 3, N. Range 3 East; also lots 1, 2, 3, & 4 on Block 3, N. Range 4 East, containing 152 acres more or less on Ogden Valley Survey, given under my hand this 8th day of November 1863, David Jenkins, County Surveyor, Weber County, Deseret.” The population of Eden grew rapidly and reached 250 by 1863. In 1870 the number was 1051. These settlers as they arrived did not locate close together in village style, but resided on their farms. Enoch Burns located his family on the North Fork of Ogden River near the road. His purpose was to have water power to run the lathe for his chair making business. As the town’s first chair maker, carpenter and cabinet maker, he made much of the furniture used in the homes. He directed and assisted many of the settlers in making their homes and made most of the coffins for the burial of the deceased. With the rapid increase in population there was a great demand for his services and his business thrived. Along with this, he worked his farm. All of the settlers produced sufficient potatoes, vegetables, hay, eggs, and dairy products for their own use. It is recorded that Enoch Burns planted the first lucern in Eden, having obtained the seed from a missionary.)

(When the Black Hawk War broke out in 1865, the Indians all over Utah began to cause serious trouble, and Brigham Young sent an order to the people to settle close together in order to better defend themselves against the raids or attacks from the savages. The people in Eden then began building their homes in the town. The Indians eventually became less hostile and many of the settlers moved back to their farms.)
(While living in Eden there were two added to the Burns family: Jacob Armstead, b. 13 May 1863; and Sarah, b. 17 Mar. 1867. There was one death, John Franklin, d. 18 Apr. 1867. Four marriages took place: Martha Jane, md. 23 Oct 1868 to Heber Chase Kimball Ferrinn; Elizabeth Ann, md. 1 Aug. 1868 to Heber Robert McBride; Ruth, md. 2 Feb. 1874 to Peter Howard McBride; and Amanda, md. 24 Jan. 1876 to Frederick Granger Williams.)

(In 1867, Josiah M. Ferrin, Robert Wilson and Enoch Burns were appointed the first School Trustees in Eden. In March 1874 a Relief Society was organized in Eden and Elizabeth J. Burns was appointed the first President. She acted until 7 June 1878 when she was succeeded by Margaret H. McBride. Eden was organized as a Ward, 10 June 1877 and Josiah M. Ferrin was the first Bishop. His counselors were Peter Johnson and Enoch Burns. They were ordained High Priests and set apart the same day. Enoch Burns was released as Counselor to Bishop Ferrin, 3 March 1878 because of moving to Ashley Fork Country.)

When in Ogden Valley, I took very suddenly ill with the Cholera and came near dying, but my life was preserved through the mercy of our Heavenly Father. (Illness and death were disheartening, but in 1876-77 the settlement of Eden suffered the ravages of grasshoppers, drought and frost, that nearly destroyed their entire crop. It was this that caused Enoch Burns to lose spirit and the talk of greener pastures sounded good.)
In 1877 we went to Ashley Fork, near the Green River, where we had a start to make a comfortable home. (Elder Thomas Bingham, Sr., of the Mormon Battalion, together with his sons and others from Huntsville explored the Northeastern corner of Utah. In Sept. 1877 they reached Ashkey Valley and found an abundance of good land and water. They decided this would be a good place to found a colony. He reported to President John Taylor. Elder Bingham returned to Huntsville, and on Nov. 1877 he led a group back by way of Fort Bridger and Brown’s Park. They arrived on the Green River, in the lower end of Ashley Valley between the south of Brush Creek and Ashley Creek on 7 Dec. 1877, having made the journey in 30 days. There were 11 wagons in the company composed of Thomas Bingham and Wife, David W. and Phoebe C. Bingham, Enoch Burns who gave his name to the bench above Green River where the first camp was made, which name the bench has always borne, also his wife, his son Jacob and daughter Sarah, Frederick G. Williams and wife Amanda Burns Williams and one child. Others were Alma Taylor, Joshua Hall, Orson Hall, Charles Allen, Charles Nye, Osborne Nye, John Nielsen, Ben Lofgreen, and Charles Jensen, their wives and children.)

(The Burns people took out a canal from Ashley Creek. They laid out a townsite and called it “Indian City.” They dug a well 40 feet deep, but the water proved to be unwholesome. This vicinity derived its name of Burns Bench from this family. The townsite embraced 40 acres west of and including the Jensen school house. The well was located about the center of the South line of the Amasa Caldwell property. The Burns family raised some truck garden under the canal and in the fall moved. The canal in later years was not used, but another canal was built carrying water from Brush Creek which still bears the name of Burns Bench Canal. During the hard winter of 1879-80, Enoch Burns, Charles Smith, Lars Jensen, Jack Stevens, and Judge Burton and their families were living at the mouth of Brush Creek on Green River.)

In order to get the children in school, we returned to Ogden in 1880 where we spent three years. (While living in Ogden, Enoch Burns took the Oath and became a naturalized Citizen of the United States of America, 8 Sept. 1882, in the Weber County Court.) We then wended our way to Arizona, with the intentions of making a permanent home, until the Lord sees fit in his infinite wisdom to call us to a brighter, happier home. (Enoch Burns with his wife, Elizabeth Jane Pierce Burns, their son Jacob Armstead and daughter Sarah, commenced this journey from Ogden to Pima, Arizona, 16 Oct. 1883. A daily journal of the journey was kept by Sarah, age 16 at that time:

Started from home Tuesday, about 3 o’clock in the afternoon, traveled to Kaysville and put up at Mr. Adams.

Wed. 17 Oct.: Left for Bountiful at 11 o’clock a.m. We traveled about 7 miles to a small town called Farmington when it began to snow, but never fearing we journeyed on, and stayed with a Mr. Fackrell overnight.

Thurs. 18 Oct.: About 10 o’clock a.m. bidding our old friends farewell, we pursued our journey, reached a settlement some 6 miles south of Great Salt Lake City, called Big Cottonwood. Obtaining privilege of turning our animals into a very poor pasture, we camped for the night.

Fri. 19 Oct.: Everything being favorable, we again started on; got in company with a gentleman bound for Sanpete and nooned together at a small village by the name of Draper; traveled together the remainder of the day; went as far as Lehi where we obtained hay and stabling for 40 cents per span, and stopped for the night.

Sat. 20 Oct.: On account of our being most slow, we were left behind to find our way as best we could, but we went on our way rejoicing; nooned at Battle Creek. After eating dinner, feeding and watering the horses we moved slowly on toward the land of our destination, camping for the night at the south end of Provo where we obtained hay for our animals at 25 cents per span.

Sun. 21 Oct.: Found everything fair. Father thought to lay over until Monday, but circumstances deemed wisdom that we should travel on. Consequently we nooned at Spanish Fork, situated 6 miles south of Provo. After refreshing ourselves and animals, we went on trusting in the Lord, stayed over night at Payson, a beautiful town some 18 miles distance from Provo; obtained permission to turn the animals in a field free of charge.

Mon. 22 Oct.: Was detained a short time in the morning on account of the lameness of one horse, but by noon we got as far as Santaquin, where we stopped for a short time, and then went as far as Moroni or Willow Creek where we secured feed and a shed for the horses at 35 cents per span.

Tue. 23 Oct. 1883: As we were all enjoying good health, after breakfast was over, we again commenced our day’s journey traveling until about 1 o’clock p.m. taking dinner at the south end of Nephi after which we traveled on to Levan and camped.

Wed. 24 Oct.: Hitched up bright and early, went 5 miles and passed through Little Salt Creek, a very large settlement, with a population of nine families. Sixteen miles further on, we nooned on Sevier River, about 3 o’clock p.m. and put up for the night at Fayette or Warm Creek, some 25 miles from Levan on Chicken Creek.

Thur. 25 Oct.: Traveled in company with a gentleman whose home was at Junction, traveled some 15 miles up the river where we stopped an hour or two; fed the horses and ourselves; hitched up and crossed the river, went about a mile and came to a standstill, doubled teams and walked off a short distance to inquire the way. The gentleman said to take the right hand road, or we might get into trouble, nevertheless we took the left hand road and sure enough we got into trouble; one team mired. After we got out, we went onward and arrived at Willow Bend after dark, turned the horses out, got supper and retired about 9:30 p.m.

Fri. 26 Oct.: It sprinkled a little last night. We traveled to Richfield, where we took dinner, started on and passed through Elsinor. We camped at Monroe; had no bad luck, but roads very rough; making some 26 or 27 miles. Cloudy all day, hailed some, rained some.

Sat. 27 Oct.: Cloudy and cold. Father and Jacob bought 780 pounds of grain at 1 cent per pound, after which we went some 6 or 7 miles up hill, and made a dry camp at noon. After dinner went to the top of Marysvale Hill, then down into the vale where we obtained pasture for the animals at 12 cents per span.

Sun. 28 Oct.: This morning we found 1 inch of snow on the ground, started very late, nooned about 3 p.m., 11 miles north of Junction. After the usual exercises, we went on 3 miles. We overtook an old gentleman and lady by the name of Hamilton, going to Arizona, and proposed traveling together. We went on to Junction and put up for the night. Feed for the animals -a “Thank You.”

Mon. 29 Oct.: Mother had a chat with an old acquaintance whom she had not seen since the days of Nauvoo. Traveled 1 ½ miles to a grist mill, where we got some grain chopped for the horses, consequently we were delayed a half day, and only go about 6 miles south of Junction, secured hay for the animals at 40 cents per span, and camped with Brother and Sister Hamilton, expecting to travel together.

Tue. 30 Oct.: The weather was clear, we started on our journey, traveling up the Sevier about 8 or 9 miles, when we camped for the night.

Wed. 31 Oct.: All the forenoon was spent hunting Brother Hanilton’s horses, found them about noon, so we started up the canyon. The roads were very rough and muddy, nevertheless we succeeded in getting some 3 or 4 miles up the valley where we camped for the night.

Thur. 1 Nov.: It was cloudy, and we had the divide to cross, consequently we hurried on, nooned in Dog Valley and went on trusting in the Lord. Camped for the night on Little Creek, about 3 or 4 miles from the divide, and felt to thank God that we got safely over the very rough and muddy roads.

Fri. 2 Nov.: (You will note in this entry that Enoch Burns 76th Birthday passed unmentioned.) Went on down the canyon, on the way farther almost ran off the dugway, but arrived safely at the town of Paragonah or Red Creek where we took dinner, got hay for the horses free, after which we went to Parowan, a distance of about 4 miles. Stopped at Mrs. Webb’s, were kindly treated and mother did some baking.

Sat. 3 Nov.: After bidding our new acquaintances adieu and thanking them for our accommodations, as they would have no pay, we again pursued our journey. Went one mile west of Summit City to a Mr. Winn’s, a nephew of Brother Hamilton’s, where we nooned. They made a trade of some carpenter tools. Consequently we had to stay over night or go and leave the old man to grope his way through the wilderness, so we thought it better to stay with them.

Sun. 4 Nov.: Cloudy and cold, but all in good health and spirits. So after the usual exercises we moved on in a westerly direction and nooned at Cedar City, thence on to Hamilton’s Fort, where our company had relatives, where they stayed for the night. They asked us to stay, we would be welcome, but we preferred to go on 2 miles south where we camped alone for the night.

Mon. 5 Nov.: Got up and Jacob with his gun started for the horses, found them 8 or 9 miles from camp. While he was gone another company came along and stopped with us. Father took one of the man’s horses and went to look for ours, got 2 or 3 miles from camp and met Jacob. They got to camp about noon, the horses ate their grain, and we started on our way once more rejoicing and feeling thankful that the horses were found. We soon camped 8 or 9 miles south of Kanarra.

Tue. 6 Nov.: Being fair weather, we rolled out all in good spirits, went 5 miles to a small stream of water called Ashbury, where we watered the horses, hitched up again and went some 2 or 3 miles down the creek where we found plenty of good grass, wood and water, and camped for noon. It was deemed prudent to lay over for a day, so after dinner mother and I straightened some in the wagons.

Wed. 7 Nov.: Mother, Sister Hamilton and I did some washing, after which we took dinner, then gathered the clothes and ironed them. The men folks tending the horses and doing odd jobs. The evening was spent in social chat around the camp fire.

Thur. 8 Nov. 1883: We rose about 7:30 a.m. Prepared breakfast and agreed to start about 11 o’clock a.m. Brother Hamilton taking lead, as usual, we traveled in a southwesterly direction over a very rocky road. The middle of the afternoon we stopped, fed the horses and ourselves, but had no drink, then commenced our toil over sand and rocks to Grapevine Springs and there obtained some water. Paid 50 cents per wagon and went on the toll road about 3/4 of a mile, we might as well have thrown our money away. Got to Leeds and camped for the night obtaining hay for the animals at 50 cents per span.

Fri. 9 Nov. 1883: Clear, wind blowing from the north. Father arose feeling unwell with head and tooth ache. Sister Hamilton also felt under the weather, nevertheless we traveled all day, sand, dust flying in sometimes so that we could not see one rod ahead of the horses, but never fearing we traveled on and nooned on the Table Mountains some six miles northeast of Washington. We prepared some dinner for Sister Hamilton. She was not able to sit up and ride. After all was over, with cheerful and light hearts, we moved slowly on over very rocky roads, reached Washington about 4 o’clock p.m. Purchased hay for the horses for 75 cents per span, and concluded to stop for the night. Father and Sister Hamilton felt better, but before bed time, she sent for mother, as she had taken worse.

Sat. 10 Nov.: Found us all enjoying good health and a good portion of the Holy Spirit. Sister Hamilton feeling much better, we hitched up and rolled on arriving at St. George about noon, we took dinner near the temple, then looked out a place to camp, found a room, stove and wood at $1.00 per week, hay for 75 cents per day. The remainder of the week was spent in preparing for the temple.

Mon. 12 Nov. 1883: Went to the temple for baptisms. We spent all Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday. Father, Mother and Jacob Friday. I remained at home on account of a sick headache. After coming from the temple we went to Apostle Erastus Snow’s house, had supper and a social visit. He wrote us the watering places, after which we bade farewell to our old and new friends, they wishing us a pleasant journey, we returned home. A gentleman by the name of Walker, came and proposed traveling with us, after some chat we retired for the night.

Sat. 17 Nov.: About 11 o’clock a.m. we started from St. George, leaving Brother and Sister Hamilton behind. All of our old and new friends bade us a long farewell, wishing us a pleasant journey, a long and happy life. Journeying toward the east we reached Fort Pearce and camped for the night in company with Brother and Sister Walker, who had been to St. George, and were returning to their home at Taylor (Arizona).

Sun. 18 Nov.: Jacob started for the horses bright and early, found them some 6 or 7 miles back, when he reached camp, all were waiting and felt thankful that it was no worse. Moved slowly on about 1 mile where the barrels were filled, then journeyed on, with the Hurricane Hill staring us in the face. Two miles from the hill we nooned, after which we marched boldly on. Reached the hill where all had to root or die, so we thought it better to root, consequently we took our line of march, reached the top sometime after dark, thought better to camp. We decided the hill was rightly named.

Mon. 19 Nov.: Wind blowing, cold enough to freeze a brass monkey, it was thought proper to pull out as soon as possible, hence we rolled out, not down south but up south. Noon at a spring that I believed was kept up by sheep and cattle men, called Cottonwood Springs, we took dinner, filled the barrels and rolled off, came to a large level prairie covered with grass up to the horses knees, we camped where it wasn’t very high.

Tue. 20 Nov.: Some cloudy and very cold. Brother Walkers horse being very nearly give out we took the children to ride to lighten up their load. We took dinner about 8 or 9 miles west of Pipe Springs, we then pursued our journey very slow over a good smooth road and landed at Windsors Castle or Pipe Springs. Somewhere about 8 o’clock p.m. we put up for the night (it being very cold and disagreeable) rejoicing to think that we had been so successful in getting to some water, for the stuff we have had to drink for the last two days, I should call tea of the first degree.

Wed. 21 Nov.: This morning all seemed to be out of sorts, but nevertheless after so long a time, we struck out and went about 6 or 7 miles north of Kanab, where we nooned in a very cold prairie and had little wood. After the usual exercises of eating and washing, commences again southern course for Arizona, and lay down for night at Kanab fields, about 2 miles from town.

Thur. 22 Nov.: Cloudy and very cold, all seemed to be in very good spirits this morning, hence we all struck north for Kanab and landed at Brother Emmett’s, at 10 o’clock a.m. Were kindly received by all. The families had not met before for some 30 years. A gentleman by the name of Jacob Foster wished to travel in our company and wished us to lay over for the remainder of that day, as he was not yet prepared. Had two horses we would have the privilege of working, considering we would be hauling bedding and provisions, as one of our horses was lame and Brother Walkers was sick, so we agreed.

Fri. 23 Nov.: Was a very clear and warm day. About 10 o’clock a.m. having the good wishes of all, we pursued our journey slowly, camped on a cedar ridge, 9 miles from Navajo Wells, dinner being concluded we journeyed on, stopped at Johnston’s run and watered the horses, then drove on to the above named wells, arriving after dark where we camped for the night. In the evening, our new partner Brother Foster entertained us with songs, in which we were all pleased.

Sat 24 Nov. 1883: Got up early thinking to make a big drive, but unfortunately the wells were dipped too dry to dill the barrels and we were compelled to go back to Johnston’s run, (5 miles) to water the animals, hence got a very late start. Pulled up the buckskin, made dinner, fed the horses and went on some 4 or 5 miles and camped for the night in the Cedars which sheltered us from the cold wind.

Sun. 25 Nov. 1883: We again arose, hardly recognizing the sabbath morn. Pulled up the remainder of the hill then down a tremendous rock road. After leaving the mountain there was good roads to House Rock Springs where we nooned. Finding good soft water we stopped to wash some clothes, after which we pulled out 5 miles onto a prairie, there put up for the night all feeling well and enjoying a goodly portion of the Spirit of the Gospel.

Mon. 26 Nov.: Got an exceedingly late start traveled on through heavy sand, arriving at Jacob’s Pools about 1 o’clock p.m. where we took dinner. The three freighters would be ahead and sometimes behind. Today they got ready and struck out, one of them saying, we would see no more of them until we reach Noapa. We pulled out 3 or 4 miles and camped for the night in a cold and bleak place, but every trusting in the Great Father above.

Tue. 27 Nov.: Quite mild, most of us walked because of heavy roads, succeeded in getting as far as Soap Creek where we made a short noon, thence on to Badger Creek and put up for the night.

Wed. 28 Nov.: For a change we got up early and traveled about 2 miles, passed the freighters, their teams having gone back. After a little chat we journeyed on, arriving at the ferry about 2 o’clock p.m. prepared and ate dinner, the boys went for hay and grain. Then we crossed the river although it was sundown. Went along alright until we got almost to the shore when the boat got fastened on a rock. It was an hour before they could get us off. All acknowledged the hand of our Father in Heaven in it. Pulled on the dugway and camped.

Thurs. 29 Nov.: Fair, all well and feeling the same. On account of the heavy roads Sister Walker and I started out ahead of the teams, walked to Navajo Springs and waited for the teams. Started on again and camped in company with prospectors about 6 miles out. The evening was spent in song and social chat.

Fri. 30 Nov.: Jacob and Brother Walker went out for the horses. Were gone until noon, arrived with the horses, took dinner, thence pursued our journey to Santaquin Tanks about 4 miles south of Bitter Springs and concluded to camp.

Sat. 1 Dec. 1883: Are very much disappointed for we expected to be at our journeys end by this time, but instead of that we are between 300 and 400 miles from it. Nevertheless we keep journeying on, in hopes to reach the land of our destination before the New Year sets in. In consequence of a scarcity of water and getting a late start had no noon. Went on 8 miles from Limestone Tanks to McCollin. Not withstanding the scarcity of water, concluded to camp. Fortunately there came a shower of rain which filled the tanks with an abundance of water, for which we felt very thankful.

Sun. 2 Dec.: Cloudy and looking quite stormy. Late starting as usual, went 5 miles and nooned, thence on one mile past Cottonwood Tanks. Called that home once more making some 6 miles.

Mon. 3 Dec.: Rained some through the day, cold and cloudy. Moved slowly on, once more through some sand and nooned at Willow Springs, then on to Main Springs, filled the barrels went on to the Navajo Wash, and put up for the night.

Tue. 4 Dec.: Rained all night; wet, muddy, cold, and cloudy this morning. Paddled our canoes along, not through water alone but a mixture of mud and water, nevertheless we succeeded in getting to Hoapa Wash where we took dinner. Had the company of two Indians who seemed very friendly, disposed and dined with us, after which we arrived at the Little Colorado, one mile below Tanner’s and made camp.

Wed. 5 Dec.: Rolled out through mud and mire the wheels clogging up with mud until one could hardly see the spokes. Got on a knoll 5 miles from Tanner and cooked a bite to eat, let the horses rest then pulled out again and made another rest about 11 or 12 miles up the river.

Thur. 6 Dec.: Clear and mild. Went 5 miles by noon and camped in company with a Mr. Lofgreen, then pulled out. Pretty good roads, mired once. Camped one mile below Black Falls making no better time on good roads than bad ones, but feel to thank the Lord that all is well with us.

Fri. 7 Dec.: Got an early start. Brother Walker and Jacob went to look around. Brother Foster driving the team, went 2 or 3 miles below Grand Falls and nooned, thence on 2 ½ miles above Grand Falls to an Indian town. Again put up for the night.

Sat. 8 Dec.: Rose early, Brother Foster making the campfire. Just before starting 3 Indians came to camp with some mutton to trade, but no trade. Went on making our noon about 4 or 5 miles above the crossing and camped for the night 14 or 15 miles above the crossing.

Sun. 9 Dec.: This morning everything fair. On account of horse feed being scarce, Brother Foster went on home with his two horses. We all poked along as best we cold and nooned on a very nice bench about 17 miles below Brigham City. After dinner and rest, we once more pursued our journey. Reached the river some 2 miles, when Sister Walker met her brother-in-law who had come with a team for the purpose of helping them. We were glad to see him. Made our campfire 12 miles below Brigham City.

Mon. 10 Dec.: Arrived at Brigham City about noon, ate dinner with Brother Foster. Wanted us to stay all night but thought best to go on, consequently camped 9 ½ miles up the river, making some 22 miles.

Tue. 11 Dec.: Snowing a very little. Rather a late start, cloudy and cold, wind blowing from the north. Nooned one mile below St. Joseph. Dinner over we took up our onward march, traveling until dusk. Camped 2 or 3 miles below Holbrook.

Wed. 12 Dec.: Got up early thinking to make a big days drive but as luck would have it the horses took a walk. We got started about 10 o’clock a.m. Nevertheless we made a good drive. Nooned on a bench some 5 miles below Woodruff, then to the last crossing of the Little Colorado and two miles past where we again pulled out for the night.

Thurs. 13 Dec. 1883: After the usual exercises we again went on our way rejoicing. Passed through the Cedars next to Snowflake a very nice little town situated on Silver Creek. Then up the creek 2 miles to Taylor, where Sister Walker lived, arriving there about 1:30 p.m. Spent the remainder of the day and evening in social conversation with old and new friends and acquaintances.

Fri. 14 Dec.: Cold and foggy. Having the wishes of our old and new friends, we pursued our journey all alone. Nooned some 10 miles from Taylor, then to Stayle’s and camped for the night.

Sun. Dec 16.: Foggy. Father and Mother took breakfast with brother and sister Stayle. Chatted awhile, then started on. Nooned in company with Brother’s Ben and Peter Lofgreen 5 miles from Stayle. After which we journeyed on together, camped in a forest some 6 or 7 miles below Camp Verde thence on to White River 5 miles above Camp Apache, making home once more under a lone cedar.

Tue. 18 Dec.: No trouble, but all rested well during the night. Passing Camp Apache 2 ½ miles we nooned. While there a couple of soldiers passed by looking very nice and fresh. Then on to the 7 mile hill, doubled up on teams. Brother Lofgreen went on supposing to have a good fire ready and a turkey roasted when we arrived, but we looked in vain. Alone once more on good grass and water by Turkey Creek.

Wed. 19 Dec.: Rose very early, over took Lofgreen in 3/4 miles, just in time for breakfast. Went to Black River nooned there, then up some very steep hills to 7 mile tanks and camped.

Thur. 20 Dec.: Rained a little during the forenoon. Nooned about 3 miles from the top, all over we started again and reached the top, all rejoicing rolled down the hill where we all camped once more. I felt to thank the Lord that we had got to the bottom and not a limb broken. Hoping to reach the end soon.

Fri. 21 Dec.: All well as usual, cloudy and cold. Camped for noon on a very high hill. Thence pursued our journey intending to reach the Gila River today, but we worked in vain. When dark came on, it found us about 5 miles from said river on Green’s hill. As good luck would have it they found an old telegraph pole for a fire and as we had no water, providence caused the rain to descend by which we were enabled to catch water to drink and there was grass to keep the horses from suffering. The best of it all is, we took a piece of good yeast bread as the shepherd said and went to bed.

Sat. 22 Dec.: In good spirits we started on in hopes of seeing the Gila River before many miles. Arrived at the river about 9:30 a.m. where we took breakfast and dinner together. Then we journeyed on together through mud and water until about 3 miles from Camp Thomas, where we again camped out on the open prairie in hopes it would be the last night that would pass before we would see our long expected relatives.

Sun. 23 Dec. 1883: This morning clear and pleasant. Passed through Fort Thomas, a very nicely regulated town (a soldier post.) When some 5 or 6 miles beyond the last named place, we once more stopped to rest our horses, also ourselves. After that we traveled on with light hearts and in full prospect of meeting with our daughter, son, sister and brother, which we had the pleasure of doing about 3 o’clock p.m. and feel to thank God, that our lives and animals were spared to reach here in good health and spirits and hope and pray that we may ever be found serving the Lord in a righteous manner that he will ever bless and prosper us as on this journey.

(Thus they arrived at Pima, Arizona. When the town was settled in 1879 it was known as Smithville, and was in Pima County, Arizona. In 1881 a Post Office was refused to be granted to Smithville, so the name was changed to Pima the same as the County. That same year Graham County was formed and included the town of Pima. It is situated on the south side of the Gila River, six miles northwest of Thatcher, and is the oldest Latter-day Saint settlement in the Gila Valley. Here in the beautiful valley with its fine climate, Enoch and Elizabeth built a home and established themselves to live the remainder of their lives.)

Sunday, 5 Feb. 1898, in Pima Ward, St. Joseph Stake, Arizona, I was in attendance at Stake Quarterly Conference and Fast Meeting, and was ordained a Patriarch in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints by Apostle John W. Taylor. Our Heavenly Father has preserved my life through the many dangers which have beset my path, for which I feel to thank and praise His Most Holy Name.

(Their only son who lived to maturity, Jacob Armstead, was married 24 July 1886 to Rebecca Fanny Weech; and the youngest daughter, Sarah, was married 28 Sept 1887 to Wilfred Taft Webb.)

(Enoch Burns passed peacefully away 19 Feb. 1901, at the age of 93 years 3 months 17 days, at his own home in Pima Arizona, surrounded by his wife, children and many kind and loving friends. He was a person everyone loved, kind and patient with everyone. In his last days he was very hard of hearing. He had blue eyes and light brown hair. He was short and chunky, 5 feet 6 inches tall. His widow, Elizabeth Jane Peirce Burns, followed him in death 15 Jan. 1906, at the age of 82, lacking 4 weeks.)

A Testimonial written by Armstead Moffett, half brother of Elizabeth Jane Peirce Burns, states: “I feel safe in saying that I have been intimately acquainted with Enoch Burns for over forty years and have been with him in plenty, in peace and in peril, at home and abroad, in heat and in cold, in winter and in summer, in sickness and in health, and have ever found him to be true and faithful in all the labors of life without dissimulation.”

Mary Golda Walker Williams

Life of

Mary Golda Walker Williams

(Mother of Pauline Williams McBride)

Golda Walker Williams

I was born 29 Sep 1894 at Syracuse, Davis Co., Utah. My father built one large room and later added on to it, and today, 1961, we are still living in the house after remodeling it and making it adequate for our family of boys and girls when we moved down here in 1942.

I, like Nephi of old, was born of goodly parents who taught me of the learning of my father. My father, James Thomas Walker, was born the 11th day of Sept 1854 at Salt Lake City, Utah, son of James John Walker and Mary Ann Cox, both from England.

My mother, Christine Cook, daughter of William Simpson Cook and Christine Bowman was born at South Weber, Davis Co., Utah, 30 Jan 1866. My father had been married before, on 4 Mar 1877 in the Endowment house to Martha Alice Layton, daughter of Christopher Layton and Caroline Cooper. They had 2 sons, James Fredrick and Christopher John. Martha died shortly after the baby (Christopher John) was born and the baby died also, in Jan 1880. Ten years later on Jan 16, 1890 my father and mother were married in the Logan Temple.

My parents lived in one room of the house of the picture above [sorry, I don't have that picture], took care of Fred, her step son, and her brother‑in‑law, Dan Walker. His wife, her sister Lizzie, and child died just shortly before. My father was called on a mission 14 May 1890 to the Southern States, and Uncle Dan boarded with mother. My father and his 2 brothers had a store on the corner of the lot where they lived . Uncle Dan took care of the store while Daddy was away. He returned in May 1892.

On May 8, 1893 my only sister, Martha Christine (Mattie) was born, and on 29 Sep 1894 I was born.

At my birth, Mother was seriously ill, and almost lost her life. My father would take the horse and buggy to Ogden every day for some time and get Dr. Rich, bring him out and he would take care of Mother, then Daddy would take him back. One day when Dr. Rich was here, he told my mother it was too bad for her that the baby had died after all it had cost her. She told him I wasn't dead, just sleeping in the crib in the corner. He was greatly surprised because he hadn't heard me cry. Mother was down for about a year or more. Uncle Dan still lived here and helped around. They had to have hired help come in, and Grandma Cook, her mother, would walk up every day and wash and do what she saw needed doing.

My mother suffered all of her life from the results of that illness. I felt when I was old enuff [sic] to realize, that the only way I could ever repay her was to try to do the things she wanted me to do. I know I failed, but at least I tried.

I was baptized 30 Sep 1902 in the ditch in front of Grandpa Cook's house. I couldn't be baptized on my birthday because Dora Payne's funeral was on that day and it being Sunday too, my father thot [sic] I had better wait until Monday. I was confirmed by my grandfather, Wm. S. Cook.
I had a very pleasant childhood. Our parents were very strict with us. We were taught to be obedient and if we weren’t, we were punished.

My mother was washing one day at the back of the house. Cole’s lived across the street. Alice was their only daughter, but she had a number of brothers. Alice always had to do all the dishes. The dish pan was put on a chair and she would wash the dishes, put them in a pan of water on the table, then dry them. Where she spilt water on the front of her dress or apron would always be several shades lighter that the other part of her apron. I wanted to go over there one day and mother said “No”. Because she was going down to the factory after my father, he was working there. She was going down in the buggy after him, and we loved to go, and she said we could go with her. We thought we could watch when she went and hurry over, but we got to playing with Alice and didn’t see her go until she was down the road. We started after her, crying, went through the field thinking we could catch her there, but when we got there they had come home. We cried all the way home. When we got home mother got a spool of sewing thread and tied me to the leg of the washer. I didn’t dare break that thread. She kept her word, was kind but firm. When she thought I would remember, she untied the thread. I remembered alright.

We had all the children’s diseases, I always bring them home to Mattie. Never had a Dr. Mother doctored with sage tea, flax seed, quinine, rhubarb, sena tea, lemons and for canker, goldenseal or canker medicine grandma Cook made. I really liked that. Then in the spring, a spring tonic she made of salts, cream of tartar, lemon juice. We would take a tiny glass full every morning as a blood purifier. The only Doctor I had as a child was when I broke a blood vessel in my neck. One Sunday I was over to the neighbors. Coles had moved away and Thomas Schofield and family from Beaver had moved there. Lucile was our age, Emma younger, but we played together. They had an apple tree on the lawn that had a long limb straight out. We would take a hold of the limb with both hands and put our feet up between the limb and our hands. “Skin the Cat” we called it. We thought it was a lot of fun. Well my one hand slipped, let me fall on the ground. I could hardly get up. I went home , went to bed put in a terrible night. The next day Mother and Daddy took me to the doctor. My shoulder and chest was all black and blue. The doctor just put his finger on a spot that stopped the blleeding and it quit hurting, but was discolored for a long time. I had a cist (?) taken off my hand once, and before I was married a had a bad case of tonsilitis, had to have my palate cut off twice by Dr. A. Z. Tanner. Besides having my eyes tested once, that is all the medical attention I had before I was married. I was administered to several times by my father and he would give me a spoonful of consecrated oil and I knew I would be healed, which I was.

Mattie and I would ger real lonesome for someone to play with and would pray that Mother would have a baby by morning. We had many disappointments. Mother’s health was poor and she had a lot of trouble in her life.

We loved to climb trees. Lucile and Emma were here a lot we would be to their place. We had a pond in the field which Daddy would fill with water from the well, and every other day turn it out to water his crops. We would go swimming. I took this picture [also missing]. Those suits are outdated today, aren’t they?

Then there were girls dances. Bro. T. J. Thurgood was in charge of the hall, so we as a MIA class of girls would ask him if we could have a dance, and if we could he would get us a 2 or 3 piece orchestra and we would sell punch or candy we made and have a dance. They charged very little, a dollar or so for the hall and $5.00 for the orchestra and we would advertise it among the boys and they were loyal to us and come to the dance. We never went behind on our finances. I guess if we did Bro Thurgood would pay it. He would stay until it was over. Sometimes we would help him sweep and dust. There was quite a group of us and we would purchase dance cards and before the dance started our cards would be filled. We never danced with just one partner.

M.I.A. would have dances and we loved to go to them. Sometimes if we didn’t have a partner, Aunt Maggie Wilson, Mother’s sister would walk up with us. After the dance we would walk home. We lived 1 ½ miles from the hall, she lived 2 ½ , and some of the other girls 3 to 3 ½ miles.

I was asked to teach a Primary class when I was in my early teens, there were three classes. Then the Branch Primary was started down here. It was held in a little school house ½ mile west of here in the lower part of Syracuse [1700 South and 4000 West]. The first Sunday School was held there. Also Sacrament meeting and other meetings. It was a one room building across the street from where Willard Bambrough now lives. There Thirza Hansen, Margaret Wilson and Christine Bodily were the presidency of the Syracuse Primary. I played the organ and taught the oldest class. After a few years I got married. The class for activity hmad [sic] a rug, and when I was married they gave it to me.

We lived about 1 mile from the Great Salt Lake. There was quite a resort down there. A car ran down the track from Clearfield bringing a number or people to go bathing. There were concessions here and the tank you see [in another missing photo] was a tank that heated the water for the bath rooms to wash the salt off. On the tank are Thirza and Ida Hansen and Elma Cook. When the water receded the resort was abandoned. Some of the piles that held the bath rooms up are still there I believe. The dance pavilion that was down there, after the resort was dissolved, was pulled up the track ½ mile and used as a warehouse for the canning factory.

At the canning factory tomatoes were canned, catsup made, apples, peaches, pears all peeled by hand and canned providing work for a lot of people. Later a new canning factory was build about 2 miles east aloang the track and the old one was abandoned, torn down and moved away.

I started school when I was 5 so I could go with Mattie to the little school house on the corner ½ mile from where we lived. 8 grades were taught then. When the school house was crowded, there being a school just north of the store and mile and a half east of here, the school board said all over the 5th grade had to go up to the other school. There was some protest so they continued in the little one room school about another year and then the older grades were sent up to the other school. My 3rd grade teacher was E. W. Fisher, my 4th grade teacher was Lizzie Anderson, 5th grade teacher I believe was John Thurgood, 6th grade teacher was Mary Hendrickson, 7th grade was A. O. Soderburg, 8th grade was Ella Tolman Dibble. I graduated from District School in May 1908. Then from High School in 1910 with D. R,. Tolman as teacher in a one room building up by David Gaileys. Went to school again in the same school house with H. C. Paterson as teacher in 1912-13. The school was enlarged and two more rooms added on. I graduated in spring of 1914. There were 4 of us: Eugene Page, Russell Call, Ivie Singleton and myself. I didn’t have a picture of Ivie, only in my year book Really enjoyed my school years. When I was in the 1sr grade of high school I was offered a scholarship to the University of Utah. But my parents didn’t want me to take it. At the completion of my 3rd year in high school I graduated and then in Dec of that year I marred Lionel E. Williams in the Temple (Salt Lake) on Dec 16, 1914. Lon didn’t have a mustache when we were married, he had shaved it off. Isn’t he handsome?

My life as a girl was very full and happy. Alice Coles, a little older than Mattie and I , lived across the road from us and we loved to play with her. The Schofields moved in and bought the home and Lucile and Emma were our dear friends. We would play house together, climb trees, hunt bird’s nests, play store. Then as we grew older, we worked in the canning factory together.

My father had a farm, so Mattie and I did hoeing, picked up potatoes, mowed hay, ran the derrick horse, tromped hay, thinned beets and would pile them at night and stack enough for Daddy to top while we were at school and then we would help load them in the wagon so he could take them to the beet dump 1/4 mile from our home.

We would also work at the store and after they built the store 1 ½ miles from us we both worked there several years. Before the new store, as it was called, was built there was only one telephone in the town and that was in the store by us, and Mattie and I would deliver telephone messages down to Millers who had a fruit orchard 1 ½ miles for 25 cents, down to the resort l mile 15 cents. We did a lot of delivering telephone message to various people. These pictures were taken in front of the store by the hitching posts and in the store. Thirza Hansen is in the 2 pictures at the left. She worked in the store at that time. This is me on the right.

This picture is myself, the colt and dog taken at the back of the store. The fence back of us is the east fence of our lot, the row of trees was against the ditch west of the fence. [Sorry, that picture is lost]

Our summers were very enjoyable. We, with Bp. David Cook and wife Hannah ( their 2 daughters, Lydia and Tessie, would go along until they got older ) would go to Weber Canyon. What a wonderful time we would have going along in the covered wagon drawn by 2 horses. The wagon bed was filled with hay and grain for the horses, the grub box, cooking utensils, a trunk with our clothes, towels, etc., the bedding a bunch of magazines, croquet set, etc.

We would stay 10 days or 2 weeks. Mother would bake bread and cook in the dutch oven and we really ate good while there. The men would catch fish (suckers or carp) but they were good. We didn’t ever have trout then. Quite often Lucile would go with us, and Bodilys, Walkers, Cooks and a lot more families would all be up there at the same time

I think this is Mattie taking Bp. Cook across to the other side of the river to fish., on old Gracie. This other one is 2 of the girls going after milk. [I've really got to find these pictures]

The boys would come up and sometimes stay and we would go hiking, etc. Lon came up once or twice. Once he came up to bring us back to be pall bearers to our friend Katie Payne’s funeral. She died as a result of burns after we left home.

Lon and I got married. We had a very lovely courtship and he bought a new yellow geared buggy and we were very proud of it. We had a home reception after we were married, so many lovely gifts we received.

(Here is the story of their wedding day. Lon and Golda and their mothers, Christine Walker and Grace Williams went early in the morning to Layton to catch the Bamberger to Salt Lake to the Temple. After the temple ceremony Lon and Golda went to get something to eat and their mothers were going to go home. They had just got started eating when their mothers appeared. It seems Lon had their Bamberger tickets in his pocket and so they were forced to leave also.)

We lived with his folks for 3 months. During that time he worked at the store and built us a little home north of them, two rooms, pantry and clothes closet. We were very comfortable and happy in it. We moved in 1 Apr 1915. He drove a well but it didn’t flow. He was working the farm and working in the store. His father was working in Farmington so they wanted to sell out and move to Kaysville because it was closer to his work. We bought the farm. We moved from our little house to this on Oct. 1915.

Dorothy was born 13 Dec 1915 here. Owen Willey and Anne Green got married and moved in the front room and a bed room upstairs the night Dorothy was born. Aunt Esther Session was with me. We were so thrilled about our baby but so nervous. I hadn’t been around babies very much. I had played in Sunday School on Sunday before Dorothy was born. Aa\unt Esther said to Elmer, "I am going down to Lon’s tonight. Golda has a baby girl.” Elmer said, “It can’t be. She played in S.S. this morning”. “It is though” Aunt Esther said. She stayed with me 10 days. Then in 2 years and 9 months Reed was born. Dr. Tanner had me stay in bed 10 days and I was really enjoying the rest. Ida Hansen was my nurse. Then Christine was born on 6 Sep 1920. She was so little. She was a twin, but her twin never matured. Pauline came next in 2 years.(29 Dec 1922), Jim (James Thomas, 14 Jan 1925) then Mary (31 Dec 1926). Then we began having difficulties. Allan was 2 ½ months premature, born and died 16 Dec 1928; Fred lived 3 days and died (5 Dec 1930 to 8 Dec 1930); Martha was born and died 29 May 1933. Besides three other miscarriages that is our family. We are so grateful for them and the three that died are an anchor in Heaven for us to live to be able to raise them. We planted trees around our home and had flowers and shrubs and we always had a good garden. Lon worked the farme, was a very good farmer and we all worked, as the children got old enough to go into the fields to help.

We remodeled the house twice and it was very comfortable. Dorothy had married in 1937 and gone to Ogden to live. Reed was in the service, went on our 25th (?) wedding anniversary, 16 Dec 1941 (?) Christine was working in Ogden, Pauline at school in Logan.

On Dec. 5, 1941 Lon sold our home and land to Victor Waite, so we moved down to the home where I was born. Mother had deeded part of it to me. Lon was buying the lower 30 acres. I really hated to leave the home where my family had all been born, except the last. Lon sold it too soon, we could have received more for it because it was as good a farm as any in Syracuse and he had worked so hard on it.

We moved done here on 1 Apr 1942, and he started to remodel the house. Finally when he did finish it, it looked like this.

I have had many wonderful experiences in the church.