Julia Wilson (Memmott)-4th Great Grandmother

Julia Wilson (Memmott)

4th Great Grandmother

Birth Date: 11 Jun 1819
Birth Place: Whiston, Yorkshire, England
Parents: James Wilson and Martha Wilkinson
Death Date: 26 Aug 1898
Death Place: Scipio, Millard, Utah

 

 

Family line: Max Frampton---Verle Ivie---James Ammon Ivie---Martha Ann Memmott---Julia Wilson (Memmott)

 

Julia Wilson, daughter of James Wilson and Martha Wilkinson, was born at Conklin Mill, Yorkshire Co., England, June 11, 1819.  She was christened July 4, 1819 by B. Birkett, curatae in the Parish of Wiston, (No. 1611, pagae 19) County of York.  She received a copy of this in 1859 from Richmond Chambers, curate of Wiston.

 

When she was 8 years old, she went out to work tending children, two girls and a boy of a wealthy landowner.  She worked here for quite a few years.  Then one year when they were holding a big celebration at the time of a hunt, they ran out of pies.  Julia offered to make some for them, and they were so well pleased with the pies that she was given a job as cook, which position she held until the man went broke.  Many years later, after she was married, this once wealthy man and his daughter hired her to cook their dinner each day, for which she received their rent, coal, candles and soap, which was a big help to the young family.

 

When she was 15 years old, her father, who was delivering flour for the Conklin Mill with a one-horse cars, was killed by his own cart.

 

When she was 19 years old, she, with 5 other girls and 6 boys, took a nurses course for a chance to be a doctor for Queen Victoria of England.  Dr. Davis, who later joined the church and came to Manti, won out and became the Queen's doctor.  When asked if he remembered Julia Wilson, he said, "That I do, and I had  to work like a Britian to beat her."  Later, Julia took a dressmaking course, and while sitting in an upstairs window sewing, fell out and caused one of her eyes to become crossed.

She married John Memmott Mar. 161846.  (found in a little book with other family dates of John's mother).  Their first child Sarah (Probert) was born in 1847.  She joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, one year after her husband and was baptized Oct. 28, 1849 by Elder Dan Linday. 

 

They went to the Endowment House in Salt Lake City Nov. 14, 1862.

While President Joseph F. Smith was in England on a mission, he was at their home many times.  Being quite young, he used to like to go into the kitchen with Sister Memmott and the children.  The children ate bread and trachea.  He asked Sister Memmott what this trachea was and found out it was what we in America call Molasses.  So after that, he had many a piece of bread and treachea with the children.

 

On April 22, 1855, she and her husband and five children, Sarah, Martha, Thomas, John Alma and Anna Laura left England to join with the Saints in Utah.  None of her father's family joined the church except her sister Ann, who married John's brother, William Memmott.  Some of her brothers were very bitter, and would not go to see her off when she left England.  However, they all became quite friendly later except her sister, Bessie.

 

She never was a very strong woman so the trials and hardships of the trip and the new country were very hard on her physically.

 

May 22, 1855, just a month after they left England, they landed in New York.  While her husband was in town on business, the boat went off and left him and he didn't overtake them until they were in St. Louis.  You can imagine how she felt in a  strange country among strangers, alone with five small children (the oldest 8 years old) and the anxiety of not knowing where her husband was or what the trouble was.  On arriving at St. Louis, Julia and the children were pretty well upset over leaving their husband and father behind.  Her uncle who lived in St. Louis assured them that John would come on the next boat, and he did.  This was John's mother's brother, Charles Wilden.  Julia's family visited with them for a short while and then started on.

 

At Atchison, Missouri the children took cholera and on June 26th, 1955 John Alma, nearly 3 years old, died.  About a month later, July 23, 1855 at Mormon Grove near Atchison, their baby girl, Anna Laura, died.  Both children were buried there.  Martha Ann was very seriously ill at the same time, but recovered after being administered to by the elders.  It seemed she never quite got over leaving those little ones out in the desert.

 

When they arrived in Utah, they passed through Round Valley and went on to Cedar City to live as a cousin of Julia's, Elliot Wilden was living there.  Here on Oct. 22 1856, James Ammon was born.  Julia never was very strong and the hardships of this frontier life was almost more than she could stand.

 

They moved to Beaver from Cedar City.  While here one winter, they had to eat bran bread entirely.  Julia couldn't eat it and nearly starved.  A good neighbor, Bro. Polyick, had a little white flour and gave them enough for her to eat until harvest.  She never forgot him nor his kindness.  As soon as the wheat began to ripen, her husband picked some of the first ripe heads off, cleaned it and carried it on his back three miles to the mill so that she could have some bread she could eat.

Her training as a nurse and dressmaker and cook was a big help to her in her pioneer life.  Although she was not able to go outside her own home too much, her advice and suggestions were a big help to her many friends and neighbors.

 

They moved to Round Valley (or Robinsville as it was then called)  in March, 1861.  In 1866 her husband died quite suddenly and she was left alone with her children.  James Ammon, the youngest, was only 10 years old.  Again her early training came to her rescue.  She was an excellent cook, thanks to her many years of training in the home of wealthy Englishmen.  She cooked supper for crowds of young people, milked cows, made butter and cheese and did everything she could to help make a living for herself and family.

 

She was a widow for 32 years. She lived in her own home until a short time before she died when her daughter Martha Ivie took her into her home and cared for her.  She died August 26, 1898.

John Memmott-4th Great Grandfather

John Memmott

4th Great Grandfather

Birth Date: 2 Feb 1823
Birth Place: Aston, Devon, Yorkshire, England
Parents: Thomas Memmott and Sarah Willden
Death Date: 29 Oct 1866
Death Place: Scipio, Millard, Utah

Spouse: Julia Wilson
Marriage Date: 11 Jun 1844
Marriage Place: Yorkshire, England

 

 

 

**Something interesting to note about John Memmott, is that he is found in the Frampton family tree as my 4th Great Grandfather.  He is also found in the Dalley family tree- this time as my 1st cousin 4x removed.  His mother  is Sarah Willden (Memmott) sister of Charles Willden. While Sarah did not come to the United States, her sons did. These sons are John and William, who married sisters- Julia Wilson (my 4th great-grandmother) and Ann Wilson.  You will find that on their journey from England to Utah, they stopped for a short time with Charles Willden and his family in St.Louis, as Charles and his family did not come to Utah for several years.

 

Family line: Max Frampton---Verle Ivie---James Ammon Ivie---Martha Annie Memmott---John Memmott

 

John Memmott, son of Thomas Memmott and Sarah Wilden Memmott, was born at Aston, Yorkshire, England Feb. 2, 1823.  Nothing is definitely known about his early schooling, but he was a well educated man.  He was a good singer and musician.  He wrote music and brought three different musical instruments with him from England when he came.  Two were left in Beaver when he moved from there and one, a coronet, was brought to Scipio and sold to Bro. Cooper of Fillmore.

While young, he was apprenticed out and learned the cutlery trade.  He worked at this time to help make a living, and when he came to America, he brought a box of knives with him, thinking perhaps he could still work at the trade over here.  But the box was left in St. Louis with his Uncle Charles Wilden and he never did get it.

 

He married Julia Wilson, daughter of James Wilson and Martha Wilkinson.  The exact date is not known but most likely in 1846 (March 16, some say) as their first child was born in 1847.  He was appointed Letter Carrier in Sheffield, July 13, 1847, when their first child Sarah was six months old.

After coming to Utah they went to the Endowment House in Salt Lake City, and received their Endowments and were sealed Nov. 14, 1862.

 

He joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints and was baptized Oct. 5, 1848 By Charles Hill, a priest, and was confirmed by Elder LeRoy Mitchell.  He was ordained a Priest Jan. 5, 1850 by Elder John V. Long.  He was ordained an Elder Nov. 11, 1850 by ELder J.W.Commings, and in 1854 was appointed Pres. of No. 3 District of Sheffield Branch.  While Pres. Joseph F. Smith was in England on a Mission, he was at their home many times.

 

On April 22, 1855, with his wife and five children, (Sarah, Martha, Thomas, John Alma and Anna Laura) left England to join the Saints in Utah.  May 22, 1855 they landed in New York.  Here he was separated from his family.  The boat left while he was in town attending to some business and he didn't catch up with them until they got to St. Louis.  You can imagine the anxiety of both he and his family in a strange country among a strange people until they were united again.  While in St. Louis, they visited with his mother's brother, Charles Wilden and then went on.

 

While camped at Mormon Grove, Kansas, their children were stricken with cholera, and their little boy John Alma, nearly three years old, died June 26, 1855.  Less than a month later, July 23, 1855, their baby girl Anna Laura died, and they were both buried there.  It must have been a sorrowful little family that started on west leaving their babies behind.  But it was just another tradgedy of our Mormon Pioneers, and was met the way all of their tragedies met.

 

After they arrived in Utah, they passed through Round Valley and went on to Cedar City where they lived for some time.  Here, on Oct. 22, 1856, their son James Ammon was born.  Later they moved to Beaver and one year they lived in the bottoms below Beaver.  All this time he took an active part in church, helping with the music and taking charge of the record keeping almost entirely.  He was chosen school Trustee in Beaver Aug. 1, 1859. 

 

While they were at Beaver, one winter and spring they had nothing but bran bread to eat.  Julia wasn't well and not being used to eating bran bread, she nearly starved.  A neighbor Bro. Polyicks, learned of her trouble, and as he had a few sacks of white flour, he gave them enough white flour for her until they could get their crops matured.  This saved her life and they never forgot his kindness.  When the grain was about ripe that spring, John gleaned about 1 1/2 bushels of wheat, threshed it and cleaned it by hand and carried it on his back three miles to have it ground into flour by her.

 

They moved to Round Valley (or Robinsville as it was then called) in March, 1860.  George Monroe, William Shelton, John Yardley, and Levi Savage came here from Beaver at the same time.  Here, as elsewhere, he took a leading part in all church and civic affairs.  He was ward clerk and kept a complete record of all early church affairs.  He was ward clerk and kept a complete record of all early church affairs in the settlement of Graball and the present town of Scipio, up until the time he died.  He taught a night school in Graball for all those who hadn't had the advantage of an education.  When his brother William and family came from England in July 1861, he took them into his home in Graball and they lived there all winter.  William's wife, Ann, was a sister to Julia.

 

John died quite suddenly Oct. 29, 1866.  He was just a little over forty three years old. On the 22nd of Nov., 1934, in the Manti Temple, all of their children were sealed to them.  James Ammon was the only one still living at the time.

Mary Lewis (Hulet)

This is for cousin Lorie Rawson Shreve :)  She asked the question, "Do you remember Cindy, Darlene's daughter told us we have native american in our line? Do you have anything to cooberate it?"  No, I do not remember being told that, but the answer is YES!  Our 5th Great- Grandmother (4th Great-Grandmother to my aunts and uncles) who was 1/2 Mohawk Indian.(Sorry Lorie, I think I told you Delaware Indian)  It is through her history that this is found.  This is the line (sorry, I will try and make a pedigree at some point to show this better.

Mary Leona Dalley---William Sylvanus Dalley---Catherine Melissa Hulet---Sylvanus Cyrus Hulet---Charles Hulet---Mary Lewis---Jane Tryphena---Josnorum Scoenonti (Running Deer) and Squaman (first name thought to be Charles)

Mary Lewis (Hulet)

My 4th Great-Grandmother

Birth Date: 3 Apr 1763
Birth Place: Lee, Berkshire, Massachusetts, United States
Parents: Francis Lewis and Jane Tryphena
Death Date: 6 Mar 1835
Death Place: Clay, Missouri, United States

 

Spouse: Sylvanus Hulet
Marriage Date: 1786
Marriage Place: Lee, Berkshire, Massachusetts

 

 

Sorry, no picture on her. She died in 1835

 

Mary Lewis was born about 1762 (possibly in New York, Mohawk land) and later lived at Lee, Berkshire County, Massachusetts.

 

She was the granddaughter of Josnorum Scoenonti (Running Deer) and Squawman (perhaps Charles). Mary’s parents were Francis Lewis and Darker Mother, Jane or Tryphena. Mary Lewis married Sylvanus Hulet about 1786. He was perhaps 28 years of age and Mary about 24 years of age.

 

Sylvanus Hulet was a Revolutionary War Veteran of two campaigns, against Bourgogne in 1777 and Arnold, who burned his home town in South Connecticut in 1780. According to his Military Record, at age 20, Sylvanus was 5 feet 10 inches tall and of a dark complexion.

In June 1782, Sylvanus' father, John Hulet transferred land to him. After the war was settled, Sylvanus, with his two brothers John and Samuel, moved and set up a blacksmith and wagon-making shop and a mill in the edge of Lee township, against Tyringham township, Berkshire, Massachusetts.

Of note, at the close of an earlier war, known as King Phillip's War, around 1676, the whites in New England enslaved many Native American women and children. Few records were kept of their descendants.

 

In his book "Before and After Mt. Pisgah", Clare B. Christensen, on pages 29 and 30, tells an interesting background of Mary Lewis, as does also Howard R. Driggs in his book "Pitch Pine Tales" (dated 1955).

Quoting from Clare B. Christensen: "Running Deer was a lovely Indian girl living with her tribe in an Indian Village in the western part of Massachusetts or along the Mohawk River in New York, which runs from Lake Oneida on the west to near Schenectady, north of Albany, into the Hudson river. White men came exploring. Some of them married Indian women. So it was, that Running Deer married a white man. They had children. Then, one of Running Deer's daughters married a man by the name of Lewis, who had a daughter, Mary Lewis. When the dark haired, dark eyed Mary was a girl, her even darker mother took Mary to an Indian village. One of the Indian women gave Mary an Indian dress, another gave her moccasins, others gave gifts. Mary never forgot her visit with her kindred."

 

Mary Lewis and Sylvester Hulet’s daughter, Sally Hulet visited with her Mohawk Indian relatives about 1814 in New York state, while on her way from Massachusetts to Ohio.

In 1814, the Hulets' moved from Lee, Berkshire, Massachusetts to Nelson, Portage County, Ohio. Sylvanus died there ten years later, on November 10, 1824.

 

The remaining Hulet family members were baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in October, 1831. At that time they moved to Independence, Jackson County, Missouri.

October 31, 1833 they were driven north across the Missouri River into Clay County by mobs. In 1836 they moved north into Far West, Caldwell County, Missouri. Early spring 1839 they moved to Melrose in Lima township, Illinois, about 30 miles south of Nauvoo and in the fall of 1845 mobs drove them into Nauvoo. In 1846 they were driven into Iowa, finally coming to the Salt Lake Valley with the Saints.

 

Mary Lewis died March 6, 1835 in Clay County, Missouri, at about 73 years of age, during
the time of heavy persecution. She is buried at Nelson, Portage County, Ohio.

 

 

 

 

Did you know?! Our ancestors in Richmond, Missouri

On this amazing journey that I have been on- finding out more about my ancestors, I have done a lot of study also about LDS Church History.  We decided to help my parents move back home from their mission in Nauvoo and to do the Mormon pioneer trail on our way home.  So we visited many interesting places.  In Richmond, Missouri we were able to visit the grave of David Whitmer and the grave of Oliver Cowdery.  In addition to that we were able to see where the old Richmond jail would have been (there is only a plaque there now).  This is where Joseph rebuked the guards.  What you might not know (or maybe you do) is that there were many of our ancestors who were with Joseph and imprisoned at this time.  I am going to post a little bit of info about Richmond, and the names of those on the plaque that are our ancestors.  Pretty awesome!

So, the names on this list that are our ancestors :) Here they are
* Isaac Allred 1788-1870 my 5th great-grand Uncle through the Ivie line
* James Allred 1784-1876 my 5th great-grand Uncle through the Ivie line
* Martin C. Allred 1806-1840 my 1st Cousin 6x Removed through the Ivie line
* William Allred 1790-1841 my 5th great-grand Uncle through the Ivie line
* Ezekiel Billington 1799-1857  husband of my 5th great-grand Aunt Mary "Polly" Ann Ivie
* Sylvester Hulet 1800-1883 my 4th great-grand Uncle through the Dalley/Hulet line
* Andrew Whitlock 1805-1865 husband of 1st cousin 6x removed through the Ivie line (Hannah    Caroline Allred)

Here is a little information about Richmond, Missouri in Ray County

Richmond

A most important place in Mormon Missouri history. Here, after their arrest at Far West, Joseph Smith and others were put on trial under Judge Austin King, who was no better than a mobster himself. The lawyer who defended Joseph was one of the truly great men in American history, Alexander Doniphan, whose statue is prominent in the town square. This same Doniphan, in an effort to stop the persecution of the Mormons, succeeded as a member of the Missouri legislature in having two counties created just for the Mormons. I.e. Caldwell (Far West area) and Davies (Adam-ondi-Aham). As a brigadier general in the Missouri Militia, he prevented the execution by firing squad of Joseph and Hyrum at Far West by refusing to carry out that order from the commanding general. He also represented Joseph Smith as his lawyer while he was in the Liberty Jail.
After their arrest at Far West, Joseph Smith and others were taken to Independence and put on display in a most humiliating manner. This was before being tried or convicted of anything. They were then taken to Richmond and incarcerated while awaiting trial with a number of others arrested at the same time. This lead to the rebuking of the guards incident recorded by Parley P. Pratt in his autobiography and presented in Richmond as a part of our Missouri tour.
The Richmond Old Mormon Cemetery has several important graves: Oliver Cowdery, Peter Whitmer Sr.; Mary Whitmer (only woman to see the plates), Jacob Whitmer (one of the eight witnesses).
Oliver Cowdery and David Whitmer came here to live after they apostatized from the church. Oliver practiced law in Richmond and is buried in the old Mormon Cemetery. David Whitmer is buried in the large city cemetery on Highway 10

Statue of Alexander Doniphan at the Richmond county Courthouse

 

David Whitmer's grave

 

Site of David Whitmer's home

Ann Davis (Dalley)

So, Here's a little for the Dalley side :) 

Ann Davis (Dalley)

My 4th Great-Grandmother

Birth Date: 31 Mar 1791
Birth Place: Hereford, Herefordshire, England
Parents: John Davis and Elizabeth Prosser
Death Date: 21 Mar 1875
Death Place: Pleasant Grove, Utah, Utah

Spouse: William Dalley
Marriage Date: 6 May 1819
Marriage Place: Hereford, Herefordshire, England

 

 

Ann Davies Dalley, daughter of John Davies and of Elizabeth Prosser Davies, was born at Vow Church, Leominster, Herefordshire, England, on March 31, 1791. Her childhood was spent in Vow Church, and it was there that she married William Dalley, son of William Dalley and Susana Powell Dalley, of Peters Church, near Malvern, Herefordshire, England.

William Dalley, died July 10, 1832, at Leominster, being 50 years old at the time of his death.

Ann, the eldest daughter, was married to Thomas John Baker, a businessman of considerable wealth, and moved with him to Birmingham, England.

About the year 1841, Ann Davies Dalley and her other children heard the LDS Gospel from Elder Franklin D. Richards and others and they were at once converted by Spillsbury and confirmed by John Spiers on January 2, 1842. William Dalley was baptized by T. Morgan and confirmed by John Spiers, at Leominster, on January 15, 1842.

Information on the baptism and confirmation of James Dalley is not available, but he was ordained a deacon by Levi Richards or John Spiers in November 1841. Edward Dalley was baptized by George Spillsbury on January 3, 1842, and confirmed the same day. Susanna Dalley was baptized by Elder Thomas (or John) Morgan, probably 1842. No record of Mary Dalley's baptism is available.

The Dalley family was filled with the desire to join the main body of the church in America since many people in England were bitter against the Mormons at that time. William, the eldest son, immigrated to America about 1843, and set up in Nauvoo as a tailor, frequently writing to his mother and others of the family, all of whom had recently moved to Birmingham, that wages were very good in America.

He urged the family to come on to America as soon as possible. However, it was not until Sunday, February 20, 1848 that Ann Davies Dalley and her sons, James and Edward, and her daughters, Susanna and Mary, together with Mary's husband, Robert Denham, and small son, Robert Crook Denham, left England, on the barque "Carnatic." They were bound for New Orleans and later, the valleys of the mountains of western America.

The Carnatic was in the charge of Captain McKinsey and was towed about a mile from the harbor, and the anchor was cast. On board the ship were 130 Mormon "Saints," nearly half of whom were from Scotland, and the others from various parts of England. The ship remained at anchor until Tuesday, February 22, 1848, and then set sail for America.

On the day that the ship sailed, the company of Saints was organized into a church group, with Franklin D. Richards as President, C. H. Wheelock and Andrew Cahoon as Counselors and, and S. W. Richards as clerk. Meetings were held each day and religious instruction given to the company.

After three months on the ocean, the vessel reached New Orleans and the Saints immediately took boats up the Mississippi River to St. Louis, thence to Council Bluffs, or Winter Quarters by wagon train. The trip had been a very difficult one and they were glad to reach the haven that the Mormon community would give them.

The Dalley family established a home in Kanesville near Council Bluffs, and there they remained for a number of years, all except Susanna, who was married to George Sheffer Clark in March in 1850, and had left soon after with her husband and others to make the long journey across the plains to Salt Lake City.

 

They arrived in Salt Lake City on 5 September 1850, and a few days later led a group of seven families to a site in Utah Valley where they established homes. This was the beginning of a new community which George Clark named Pleasant Grove.

In 1852, Ann Davies Dalley and her other children crossed the plains to Salt Lake City, and a short time later, settled in Pleasant Grove to be near Susanna and George. Robert Denham had been killed in a fall from a ladder while painting a building, only a few weeks before the Dalley family set out to crossed the plains, but Mary and her two small sons, Robert Crook Denham (who was born in England) and Hyrum Denham (who was born near Council Bluffs) traveled to Utah with the family group.

Several months after the family arrived in Pleasant Grove, Mary met Robert Campbell, then secretary of the church, at the home of her sister, Susanna. He was a widower with two small children. Before many more months had gone by, Mary Dalley Denham and Robert Campbell were married on New Year's Day in Salt Lake City. Then joining their two little families of children they took up permanent residence in Salt Lake City. The marriage ceremony was performed by Seth Taft.

From that time on, Ann Davies Dalley divided her time between the homes of her two daughters, spending a few months with one and then a few months with the other, first in Pleasant Grove and then in Salt Lake City. In each home she was made most welcome and the grandchildren looked forward to her visits with delight because of the stories of England which she told them and the many kindnesses she lavished on each child.

Ann Davies Dalley received her endowments in the old Endowment House in Salt Lake City on September 7, 1855, and later, according to the custom followed at that time by many widows, that of being sealed to prominent men of the church, she was sealed to Franklin D. Richards.

Ann Davies Dalley was a very gifted and capable woman, and a fine mother. She was a devout Latter-day Saint, and her courageous and God-fearing nature were reflected in the personalities of her children, who were all gentlemen and gentlewomen of the first-order, being kind and cultured and gracious at all times.

She passed away on March 21, 1875 at the home of her daughter, Susanna D. Clark, in Pleasant Grove, Utah, and the few days later was laid to rest in the Robert Campbell lot in the Salt Lake City Cemetery. Franklin D. Richards erected a monument at her grave.


Martha Annie Memmott (Ivie)

Martha Annie Memmott (Ivie)

My 3rd Great-Grandmother

Birth Date: 16 October 1848
Birth Place: Sheffield, Yorkshire, England
Parents: John Memmott and Julia Wilson
Death Date: 30 November 1924
Death Place: Scipio, Millard, Utah

 

Spouse: Benjamin Martin Ivie

Marriage Date: 21 Jul 1864
Marriage Place: Mt. Pleasant, Sanpete, Utah

I was born of goodly parents, none were better, we had good upbringings I was born the 16th of October, 1848 at Sheffield, Yorkshire, England the second child of John and Julia Wilson Memmott. I was christened Martha Ann, named for two of my aunts.

My father and mother were the first of the family to embrace the gospel. My father was apprenticed out to a Cutlery Manufacturer and learned the trade of making knives. Later he entered the Sheffield Post Office service. After joining the church he assisted the missionaries in their work because he was Branch president, also Choir leader, and Band leader of that branch of the church. My mother learned the dressmaking trade. Later, attended a Nursing school to become a nurse, her mother was a nurse. I think my caring for the sick was an inheritance from my mother and grandmother.

I was seven years old when we left England. On April 22 1855, which was a Sunday, we sat sail on the ship Samie Curling for America. Brother Israel Barlow was our director. We were on the water just one month, and landed in New York City on May 22. We made the landing, went by rail to Pittsburg, then by steamboat. Father was looking around the city and didn't get back when the steamboat was ready to leave. The whistle blew signaling the boat was leaving. It did, and father was left behind. This worried mother and us children very much. Father and mother had planned to stop in St. Louis and visit Father's uncle Henry Willden. We had only been in St. Louis a day when father arrived on the next boat. We were so happy to see him.

As soon as preparations could be made we started for Utah. The trip so far had been rather hard on mother. We had not traveled very far when my brother John Alma who was 2 1/2 years old old contracted cholera infantum and died June 23rd. He was buried at what was then called Mormon Grove. Then just twenty-seven days later my baby sister died of the same disease. Her name was Anna Laura and she died July 23rd. She was buried at the same Mormon Grove.

It was with heavy hearts that we left this place and continued our trek across the plains. My sister Sarah and I,  being the oldest children, walked most of the way. Mother became so weak, through sickness, and the great sorrow of the death of her two babies, was unable to walk. She and my brother Tom had to ride. Often we became very frightened, sometimes it was a herd of buffalo, others it was the fear of being attacked by Indians, and often at night it was the chilling howl of the coyote.

We reached Salt Lake City in the fall of 1855. We were anxious to go on to Cedar City as my father had an uncle living there. We passed through Round Valley on our way to Cedar City.

On October 22, 1856 my mother gave birth to a baby boy, he was named James Ammon.

On October 16th,  I was 9 years old. I was now old enough to be baptized. In November 1856 I was baptized by Brother James Whitaker. Sometime later we moved to Beaver, Utah. I remember very well, soon after we moved there, we had very little to eat. One day a kind neighbor had been baking salt rising bread, while the bread was still warm she broke a loaf up into pieces spread them with butter and honey, then called mother to brings us over and have some warm bread and honey. It was a real treat to us. As I think back of any luxury I may have enjoyed, I think that is one of the outstanding treats I enjoyed.

While we lived in Beaver I went to work for a family. It was while I was staying with this family that the Mountain Meadow Massacre took place. My father, with George Monroe, had gone to work at Red Creek helping to build a fort. Red Creek was about four miles out of Paragona. It was while father and Brother Monroe were away from home that one of the leaders came for father and Monroe to join them. The man I was working for was sent to Salt Lake City to carry the message to President Brigham Young informing him of what had happened at Mountain Meadow.

In March 1861 my father's family, with the families of George Monroe, William Shelton and Levi Savage left Beaver and came to Round Valley or Graballl as it was then called. I was 12 years old when we moved to Graball. That spring a branch of the church was organized by George A. Smith and Jos. A. Young. Elias F. Pearson, presiding elder said this was to be known as the Robinsville Branch.

The first and only school I attended here in America was in Graball. It was at the home of Peter Boise. His wife was the teacher. It was only for a few weeks during the spring. About this time my Uncle William and Aunt Ann Memmott had come from England. What a happy meeting to see some of our relatives from the old country.

I remember we used to go to Mrs. Boises and dance. She could sing and call the dances for us.

When I was fourteen or fifteen I went to Cedar Spring (Holden) to work for William Stevens. I did housework and helped with the milking night and morning. I learned to ride a horse while working for Mr. Stevens, every evening someone must go round up the milk cows. Very often we girls would go more for the fun of riding. After I returned home from Cedar Springs the girls that were my age, Sarah Johnson and Emma Jane Robins and others, would often ride with me to visit our friends who lived at Cedar Springs. Often our friends in Cedar Springs would ride over and return the visit.

My mother owned the only butter churn in Graball. It used to make the rounds in different homes on churning days and the only flat iron was often borrowed by my family.
In July 1863, the family of James Russell Ivie came to the valley. Instead of coming to Graball they stopped near the creek farther up the valley. For years this creek was known as Ivie Creek, named after the family. During the coming year I saw quite a lot of one of the Ivie boys, Martin Ivie was his name. We were married on the 21st of July 1864 at Mt. Pleasant by one of Martin's brother-in-law named Cam Billingsby.

During the spring and summer of 1864 most of the families moved from Graball or Robinsville to the new town site. Some moved in dug-outs while log rooms were being erected. Among the first log rooms to be built was the moving of the school house from Robinsville to the new town site. On May 20th, we all met in the new school house for our first meeting in Round Valley.

During 1865-6 we had some very trying times. The Indians were on the war-path most of the time, making raids on our horses and cattle. It was necessary for the men and boys to stand guard at night and sometimes during the day. I remember very well in the spring of 1866 just before my first baby, Martha Ann was born, my husband with others had gone to the mountains after timber. We were living down on the lot where Charles Memmott now lives. My sister Sarah and I had been spinning that day. Toward evening we sat in the door-way. I saw a shadow pass the window and an indian came around the corner of the house. He was all decked out with war paint and feathers in his hair. He said, "Where your Indian?" I was so frightened I hardly knew how to answer him. On the lot just above us was a house and just at that moment one of my husband's brothers came out to the house and around the corner. I pointed to him and said, "There he comes now." The Indian gave one look and ran off through the sage brush.  My sister and I were not slow pushing the spinning wheel inside the house and going to my father's home to spend the night.

On June 10, 1866 my husband's father James Russell Ivie went down in what is known as the Pond Field to bring home one of the milk cows and her new calf. Just at the same time the Indians were making a raid on our cattle and father Ivie was killed before he could get away from the Indians.
The Indians became so troublesome that we were forced to build a fort on the Southeast part of the town site for protection. Most of the families moved in the fort that fall.

On October 29th my father became very sick and passed away. This left both my husband's mother and my mother widows in just a few months.

On 21st of May 1868 sorrow visited our home again. Our baby boy William Martin died of whopping cough. He was only eight weeks old.

Annie was almost four years old, and we made a trip by team and wagon to Salt Lake City. The object of this trip was to go through the endowment house. While in the City we went to the stores to do a little trading for some cloth and things we were unable to get at home. I thought Annie was at my side while in one of the stores, but when I looked she was not in the store. Of course we started to look for her. I ran down the street one way and Pa the other way. We found her in another store not far from where we had been shopping. The clerk, a young man, said she came in and said she was looking for "her Mama." He gave her a large lump of brown sugar and sat her up on the counter for he knew someone would be along looking for her.

During the early days of Scipio we were all very poor. We were trying to get a start in a new country. Many of the things we enjoy today were not known in early days. We were very fortunate if we had one pair of shoes to wear. I remember many times loaning my shoes or white apron and shawl when there was a dance or something special to attend. On the other hand, many times I have borrowed things I needed from neighbors and friends.

We had eleven children come to bless our home; Martha Ann (Memmott) born March 4, 1866, William Martin born March 16, 1868, John Russell born June 27, 1869, Joseph Orson born Jan 1, 1872, James Ammon born April 24, 1874, Thomas Bert born March 27, 1877, Amos born Feb. 16, 1880, Eugene born Sept. 22, 1882, Sarah Elizabeth (Stephenson) born August 9, 1884, Wilbert born March 3, 1887 and Jerome born July 27, 1889. Two of the boys , William Martin and Eugene, died in infancy.

I have never regretted for one moment leaving our comfortable home in the old world. I am happy that my father and mother accepted the Gospel and came to dwell with the main body of Saints.

In my life I have been in many homes where there was sickness and death. If I have helped in any way or made life any easier for my friends and neighbors by any kind deed I have done, I am glad for it always gave me joy to help others. Many times I have gone into a home where there was sickness and didn't know just what to do. I have asked my Father in Heaven to help me and I would know what to do. Our remedies were simple, we had but very little medicine, mostly herbs we grew in our home gardens.

We tried very hard to live our religion and the scriptures were read daily in our home by my good husband.

 

Note from Hettie Memmott Robins:                                                                                             

 Besides raising her own 7 boys and 2 girls to man and womanhood, she took three children of her brother's and cared for them just the same as she did her own until they were old enough to care for themselves. When her son Jerome's wife died she took the two motherless little boys in her home and gave them the care they needed until he was able to take them back to his own home. Again, she was called to take a mothers place in the home of her daughter Lizzie Stephenson when she left 4 little ones. Grandmother left her home and went to Nephi and took care of the children until her health would no longer permit her to care for them.

When her mother-in-law needed someone to care for her, grandmother shared her home with her for better that 25 years. At the death of mother Ivie (her mother-in-law), as grandmother called her, her own mother needed care so she came to live with grandfather and grandmother until she passed away. She lived with them for 7 years.

These were not the only qualifications grandmother possessed. She loved beauty. I fancy I see her flower garden now with the colorful dailias, marigolds, holihocks and other old fashioned flowers.

I think most of the older people have eaten Aunt Martha's cucumber pickles and a lot of us still have the famous old receipt for the same pickles, although I wonder if they taste just like hers did. She loved to see shelves in her cellar loaded with choice fruit, jellies and jams and pickles prepared for winter use.

Not so long before she died she said to me, "I never was blessed with a great deal of this worlds good, yet I always paid my tithing and donations and I bare you this testimony that I never missed one cent I paid out for a good cause. I can't remember one time for a good many years when I didn't have a little money it seems to me that what I had left usually went farther after I had given the Lord his share."

Grandmother passed away peacefully on November 30, 1924 at the age of 75 years.

Benjamin Martin and Martha Annie Memmott Ivie Family

 

Benjamin Martin Ivie

Benjamin Martin Ivie

My 3rd Great-Great Grandfather

Birth Date: 15 September 1846
Birth Place: Council Bluffs, Pottawattamie, Iowa
Parents: James Russell Ivie and Eliza McKee Fausett
Death Date: 4 March 1926
Death Place: Lynndyl, Millard, Utah

 

Spouse: Martha Annie Memmott
Marriage Date: 21 Jul 1864
Marriage Place: Mt. Pleasant, Sanpete, Utah

Benjamin Martin Ivie was born September 15, 1846, in Pottawattamie, Iowa, the eleventh child of James Russell Ivie and Eliza McKee Fausett.  He was baptized in 1854 by his mother’s brother, John Fausett and confirmed by the same.  He was not quite two years old when he made the trip with his parents and brothers and sisters across the plains to Utah.  He came with his parents and family in 1848, in Brigham Young’s company.

 Grandfather Ivie’s boyhood were spent about the same as most pioneer children, knowing the pangs of hunger and scantly clothed at times.  The Ivie’s were good hunters and usually had meal if there were any game.  We loved to hear the Indian stories he told and some of his boyhood pranks.  We loved to have him tell the story of his first date.  It was winter time; their folks had a large sleigh with a wagon on it.  The boys decided to take their girlfriends for a ride.  Grandfather was the youngest, 13 years old with the crowd; he wouldn’t go unless he asks a girl to go with him.  There was a family of Mormon converts from Denmark living next to the Ivie family on Provo Bench.  They had a daughter Mary, about grandfather’s age.  Her light hair was short and thin, she had a narrow piece of red cloth braided with her hair to make one small braid reach the other. 

 Grandfather thought it alright until the older boys teased him about this girl.  Grandfather told her to get out of the sleigh and go back home.  He went with the crowd a little ways and slipped out of the back of the sleigh and went home too.  Only he waited until Mary was far enough ahead so he wouldn’t have to walk home with her.  Grandpa said this wasn’t the hard part of it.  It was when his mother told him he must go tell Mary he was sorry he had been so unkind to her.

 Grandfather’s family first came to Salt Lake, then to Provo, called Roads Valley at that time.  In 1853, they left Provo and moved to Mt. Pleasant.  They had relatives there by the name of Allred’s.  The water for irrigation purposes was not too plentiful, so they left there in 1861, going to Weber, making a camp near where Kamas now stands.  They came to Round Valley in 1863.  They did not go over on the bench called Graball, where the settlers were, but down further south, about a mile or a little more to a place that was called the Gap.  Here the stream of water that came down from a little natural lake fed from springs ran down into the valley at the point where the Ivie’s stopped.  The creek separated into about the center of the valley.  This stream was given the name of Ivie’s Creek .  It went by that name for years.  As soon as a town site was laid out by President Brigham Young and George A. Smith; the Ivie’s were the first to get timber out of the nearby canyons and build their house.

 Almost as soon as a few families settled in Graball, they built a log house, this large room was used for all purposes.  Sometimes in the evenings the young people would gather there to dance.  The music sometimes would be some singing or a mouth organ.

 It wasn’t long until one of the Ivie boys, Martin Ivie, found his way down to Graball to one of these gatherings; there he met a young lady by the name of Martha Ann Memmott. After a courtship of a year, this young couple was married July 21, 1864, at Mt. Pleasant by Martin’s brother-in-law, cam Billingsly.  They made their home in Round Valley, later called Scipio.  Martin, with the help of his brothers, soon had them a log house built.  Often grandmother Martha would spend sleepless nights for grandfather and others owned a saw mill in Saw Mill Canyon.  They were obliged to go there and stay in order to get timber out to saw; at this time the Indians were on the rampage a lot of the time. 

 Grandma and the other wives were so afraid the Indians would attack their men folk going or coming from the canyon.  Often grandfather would be called to stand guard at day or night as his turn came.  It was on June 10, 1866, that the Indians attacked grandfather’s father in what was called the pond fields. 

 Grandfather had gone down in the fields just West of town, 1  mile, after a milk cow that had a new calf.  He was unarmed.  The Indians killed him, removed his clothing, all but his boots, and left the body lying there with his feet in the edge of the pond.  Soon after this, the logs houses were rebuilt close together to form a fort, a protection from the Indians.  This was the summer and fall of 1866.  On October 22, 1868, grandma and grandpa drove by team to Salt Lake City to go through the Old Endowment House for their own endowments.

 Grandfather and grandmother had a large family;  nine boys and two girls.  Grandfather had a small farm.  For years a small herd of sheep, milk cows and always some good horses.  He was a wonderful gardener.  He always had a large melon patch.  In the late summer and early fall he would have plenty of good melons.  It was his delight to gather some of his best melons, cool them, and treat his friends, and usually give them all they could carry off with them; especially the children.

Many times grandmother would be called to homes where there was sickness or death.  She was one of the best nurses in the country.  It would have been impossible for her to have gone if grandfather had not been willing to stay at home and look after the little ones.  Sometimes when people would come for her she would say, “I would gladly go, but I don’t know about leaving my family.”   Grandfather would say, “Well my work can wait,” or “I will take the children with me.” “Go and help them out if you can.  I am sure you can do them some good.”

 One of the greatest joys we as grandchildren enjoyed, was to go to stay overnight at Grandpa and Grandma Ivie’s .  Grandpa would pop corn and grandma would make molasses candy for us.  They both had good voices (none better to us grandchildren).  We would always want them to sing.  We all had our favorite song.  There was “Fair Charlotte” and “Will the Weaver”, “I Sail the Seas”, “Till the day I die”, and “Bury Me Not on the Lone Prairie”.  Sometimes we would join in the singing.  In grandfather’s house there was always room for one more or several.  In early days so many people would come to stay overnight with them.  Sometimes it would be someone they did not know at all, but was a relative of someone who knew grandpa or grandma.  They never turned anyone away.

 Grandfather’s education was a like a lot of pioneer children, rather limited.  He would read very well and spent the evening reading to the family from the Bible and Book of Mormon.  Grandma loved to sit with her sewing and mending while grandpa read from his favorite book , the Book of Mormon.  When the children saw grandfather take the Book of Mormon from the shelf on the wall they knew that meant it was the time when they sat on their chairs to listen while their father read a chapter from the Book of Mormon.

 Grandfather always provided a good living for his family.  Grandmother was a splendid seamstress.  In the early days she could was, cord the wool in rolls, spin it into yarns to knit socks and stockings and weave into cloth for clothing for the family, out of the wool grandfather sheared from his sheep.  Later on, the wool was sold to the wooling mills and cloth and blankets were made there.  Grandfather was an artist with his ax in preparing logs for their houses.  As their family increased, grandfather would add more rooms to their home.  With his pocket knife he would carve all kinds of animal toys, wooden chairs, and dancing dolls for his grandchildren.

 We all loved to gather at our grandparent’s home on special occasions such as weddings and birthday dinners, thanksgiving and Christmas dinners.  It was a sad day when grandma was called home; for all of us, especially dear grandpa.  They had lived sixty together sixty years.  Grandfather had to close the old home where they spent many happy years together.  We all missed our pleasant visits we used to make there as often as we could go.  We were always so welcome.  Grandfather made his home with his children.  It was while he was at the home of his youngest son, Jerome, in Lyndyl, he passed away May 3, 1926 at the age of 80 years.