LIFE SKETCHES OF ORSON SPENCER AND OTHERS, AND HISTORY OF PRIMARY WORK. Hurelia Spencer IRogers. PRINTED BY GEO. O. CANNON & SONS COMPANY. 1898. COPYRIGHT APPLIED FOR. PREFACE. THE desire to write a sketch of my own and my father's life, including the genealogy of his family, first prompted the writing of this book. My thought was, thereby to begin a chain to which other links might be added by future workers. A chain by which our family connec- tions might be drawn closer together, and be- come in some degree at least, better acquainted with each other. Yet, up to this time, my father's posterity has become so numerous that it is considered best not to have their names re- corded in this book. But in another book, material for which is already being gathered, our family records will be traced, where the names of those coming after may be added. In the genealogical work, here mentioned, I am being assisted by my nephew, H. B. Clawson, Jr., sister Ellen's eldest child. Again, I have thought it proper to explain to 11 PREFACE. the people and children of the Latter-day Saints, the origin and intent of Primary work ; and this explanation will be found in Part Second of this volume. For very kind and able assistance in the editing of this book, I am deeply indebted to my faithful friend and co- laborer, Sister Lula Greene Richards. The writings of this book will probably not escape criticism; but I trust that my critics will be charitable, and consider the motives which have prompted such an undertaking by THE AUTHOR. DEDICATORY. THIS book is affectionately dedicated to my children; to the descendents of Orson and Catherine Spencer; their immediate relatives and the children of the Latter-day Saints. Our children are our jewels; we have counted well the cost; May their angels ever guard them, and not one child be lost. A. S. ROGERS.* DEDICATION, BY JOSEPHINE SPENCER. "In lives however humble there oft gleams Some truth or lesson some bright light that streams Through all the troubled seeming, and dim ways, *The family name, Rogers, was originally spelled Rodgers; but for many years the d has been omitted by our branch of the family, and for this reason is not inserted in this work. IV DEDICATORY. To 'luniine earth's dark problems with its rays. The greatest heroes are not always those Whose names are blazoned, or whose life-page glows With tales of martial glory, public pride, And titled honor ; in earth's spaces wide, And through all ages there have dwelt unsung A multitude of souls with life chords strung To noblest music; uncrowned lords of earth, Brave men and women kings and queens of worth Princes of principle knight-errants born To battle for the truth from earliest morn To latest even and whose life-deeds make Such perfect poems as only martyr's wake. And could these lives be written and their days, Care-crossed, and trial-chastened crowned with rays Of light from victories whose struggle brought More anguish than earth's battle-fields have wrought Be given that glory which gilds oft the life That wrecks an empire, or stirs souls to strife The earth would ring with paeans, and heaven's bar Thrill at the mighty jubilance afar! The world has set false beacons for our aim Has set such weight on earthly power and fame That the true value of the lives that run In humble channels till time's hour is done, DEDICATORY. V Glide all unnoted midst swift tides that roll To swell the surging deep life's mighty whole Whose sum is writ in Heaven's great record-book; Yet when time's veil is rent, and we shall look Upon the mighty scroll with view wide-ranged, Then shall the place of precedence be changed And over highest names of earth shall stand The humblest of her noble martyr-band. Though in the simple story of this book, One shall in vain for pomp or prowess look, Yet there are hearts, perchance, which viewing deep The steadfast patience, and high faith which keep Their purpose at the helm of life-barks frail That float along the current of this tale Shall gain some help and courage from the sight To guide their life course truer by its light. If not for this yet shall its pages live To serve the aim which fostered them, and give To kindred hearts a record of past days; Of happy childhood hours of old home ways Their feet oft trod together and shall wreathe A garland of these memories to breathe Now, and in future years, some fragrance sweet To old and newer kindred who shall greet With praise and pleasure all the loving thought With which the author of its pages wrought." CONTENTS. CHAPTER I. Parentage and Birth of the Author 9 CHAPTER II. Childhood days 12 CHAPTER III. Memories of Nauvoo 22 CHAPTER IV. Persecution and Death of Joseph and Hyrum Smith 31 CHAPTER V. Uncle Hyrum's Brave Death 42 CHAPTER VI. Sister Ellen, the "Little Mother.".... 47 CHAPTER VII. Letters from Orson Spencer to his Children 52 CHAPTER VIII. Journey across the Plains 76 CHAPTER IX. Orson Spencer in England 82 CHAPTER X. Extracts from Articles and Letters 106 CHAPTER XI. Father's Return 120 CHAPTER XII. Marriage and Home in Farmington. 123 CHAPTER XIII. My Father's Last Mission Letters to His Family 130 CHAPTER XIV. Death of Elder Orson Spencer 142 CHAPTER XV. A few Months in Salt Lake City 153 CHAPTER XVI. Salmon River Tragedy The move South 159 CHAPTER XVII. The Trial of Sickness and Death- Words of Pres. Heber C. Kimball 163 CHAPTER XVIII. Marriage and Death of Sister Lucy 166 CHAPTER XIX. A Trying Ordeal Mission of Elder Thomas Rogers to England 169 CHAPTER XX. Duty and Affection of Children Sorrow Again 174 Vlll CONTENTS. CHAPTER XXI. Brother Howard 181 CHAPTER XXII. Brother George 189 CHAPTER XXIII. Mission to Arizona A Romantic Incident Face to Face with a Bear 194 PART SECOND. CHAPTER I. History of Primary Work Letter from E. R. Snow 205 CHAPTER II. Primary Work Continued 212 CHAPTER III. Quarterly Meetings Planting Beans 218 CHAPTER IV. Sister Eliza's Work in Organizing Louie B. Felt's Calling 221 CHAPTER V. Primary Fairs Martial Music 224 CHAPTER VI. Discouragement Happy Result 230 CHAPTER VII. Co-Laborers Pleasant Surprises 234 CHAPTER VIII. Extracts from my Journal 243 CHAPTER IX. Visits to Summit County, Utah, and to Cassia County, Idaho 247 CHAPTER X. Bible References Another Surprise... 255 CHAPTER XI. Members of the First Primary Asso- ciation Reflections 266 CHAPTER XII. A Dream Further Testimonies of Appreciation 276 CHAPTER XIII . Loved Ones Gone Before 283 CHAPTER XIV. Primaries in Box Elder and Cache Stakes 298 CHAPTER XV. Visits to Atlanta, Georgia, and Washington, D. C 301 CHAPTER XVI. The White House The Washington Monument Council Meetings Mount Vernon Home Again 312 CHAPTER XVII. Crowning Evidences of Love 322 CHAPTER XVIII. Concluding Testimonies Tribute by Lula 329 LIFE SKETCHES. CHAPTER L PARENTAGE AND BIRTH OF THE AUTHOR. MY father, Orson Spencer, was born on 'the 14th of March, 1802 in the town of West Stock- bridge, Berkshire County, Massachusetts. He was the son of Daniel Spencer and Chloe Wil- son Spencer; next to the youngest of eleven children and one of twins, the other twin being a girl. My grandmother not being able to take care of both the children, gave the little girl in- to the care of the nurse, who, while sleeping very soundly one night, laid upon the babe and caused its death. At the age of fourteen my father had a seri- ous sickness which nearly cost him his life. It was caused by bathing when too warm in cold water. Being an adept at running and jump- ing, he had been engaged in those exercises, 10 LIFE SKETCHES. and at that time failed to use the precaution of 'cooling off before entering the cold water. In that way he contracted a severe cold, which brought on typhus fever, from which he did not recover for nine months. This fever ultimately settled in his right leg, causing lameness for life. Thus unfitted for any active pursuit, he was educated for the ministry. Proving an apt scholar, he graduated with honors, first at Union College, State of New York, in 1824; and again in the Theological College at Hamilton, New York, in 1829. On the 13th of April, 1830, he married Catha- rine Curtis, who was born in Canaan Center, New York, March 21, 1811. She was the daughter of Samuel and Patience Smith Curtis, the youngest of thirteen children. After their marriage, my parents moved to the town of Deep River, -in Connecticut, where my father labored as a Baptist Minister, receiving a salary which kept his family comfortably. While living there, three children were born to them. Catharine the eldest, was named for LIFE SKETCHES. 11 my mother, and died when two years old. The second was named Ellen Curtis. The third child, (the writer of this humble narrative,) was named Aurelia Read, for a young lady friend of the parents. (I still have in my possession, a little red covered Testament, which she gave me as a keep-sake.) Sometime after my birth, my parents moved into the suburbs of the town of Middlefield, Hampshire Co., Mass., my father continuing to labor in the ministry. While we lived there, three more children were added to the family. The first of these, Catharine, was named for Catharine Bead, sister of Aurelia. The fifth child was named Howard Orson. The sixth child and second son, George Boardman, was named in honor of a missionary friend. Sister Ellen wanted him named Ed- ward, but father objected saying he would be called "Ed.'' He did not like nick-names, and would never allow us children to nick-name each other. NOTE For dates of birth of my father's children, see end of part first, this book. 12 LIFE SKETCHES. CHAPTER IL CHILDHOOD DAYS. My earliest recollections are of living in Mid- dlefield in a large-two story house, facing east. The ground on the north side of the house rose gradually. And when one of those terrific snow- storms, prevalent there in the winter season, came on, the snow would drift so high that we could step from the upper window out on to the frozen snow bank. Afterwards, when a thaw came, the streets would be flooded with water. When the roads were in this condition, a man who lived at our house would take Ellen and me, one on each arm, and carry us to the school house, which was in the town, about half a mile from our home. Children in those days were sent to school at an earlier age, I think, than they are now. For Ellen, when seven years old could "spell down" a whole school of nearly grown boys and girls. We went to school through the week, and on Sunday the horse was hitched to the buggy, or LIFE SKETCHES. 13 sleigh, and we were carried to church, where we must sit very quiet during the services. I remember having been told that God lived in Heaven, above us. So one day I went out doors and looked up into the sky, thinking I might see Him walking among the clouds. And I was quite disappointed, that He did not make Himself visible. One thing I remember very distinctly; that although my father could not work at hard physical labor, as most men could, he would saw and split up wood, partly for exercise, as his time was mostly taken up in studying and writing. I can remember seeing the nice shed filled with wood, expressly for my mother's use. This convenience father always managed to have wherever we moved. Children are apt to notice what "father and mother'' do, thinking they are about perfect. This is, perhaps, what often causes a young man, after marriage, to tell the wife how "mother did," thinking no other way half so good. This course, however, is very unwise unless done in great kindness. 14 LIFE SKETCHES I have often thought, when remembering my father's way, if boys were taught when a load of wood is brought home, to use their spare time in sawing, splitting and piling it up in some con- venient place, secure from storm, it would save many a woman much work and worry over get- ting a meal of victuals. While we lived in Middlefield, I used to get up in my sleep, so I was told, and walk around the house. Sometimes I would go and sit on a bench behind the stove as if warming myself. My parents did not care to waken me, not know- ing what the consequence might be; so would lead me back to bed as quietly as possible. This occasional sleep walking continued until I was twelve years old, when I was cured of it entirely; how, will be explained farther on. Among my early recollections, one thing comes distinctly to my mind. While playing in the barn with other children, I happened to fall through an opening in the hay -loft, to the ground. Striking on my stomach, the breath was knocked out of me. I was picked up and car- ried to the house, where I soon recovered. But LIFE SKETCHES. 15 I was petted that night in particular and placed in baby's high chair at the supper table. That fall might have been partly the cause of my stomach trouble in later years. In the year 1840, my uncle, Daniel Spencer, came from West Stockbridge, which was about one day's journey, to make us a visit, and preach Mormonism, or, more properly speaking, the true gospel of salvation, which he had received, and unto which he had been baptized. Like every true Latter-day Saint, he wanted others to know about it, as well as himself. In talking with my father and mother, he must have told them of the youthful Prophet, Joseph Smith, of his seeing the Father and the Son in vision; of the A.ngel Moroni, who told him where he was to find the records from which the Book of Mormon was translated; and many other things which agreed with the doctrines of Christ in former days. My parents could not reject the Truth, al- though father held back a little at first perhaps for the sake of argument. They sat up late every night during the few days my uncle 16 LIFE SKETCHES. stayed, conversing upon the principles of this new doctrine which was to make such a change in their future lives; when one evening my mother said looking at my father, "Orson, you know this is true!" He felt to acknowledge it, and they both shed tears, feeling the influence of the Holy Spirit in their midst. Soon after, they were both baptized. The next consideration was, how to gather with the Saints, who were then settling in Nau- voo, Illinois. Father must give up his means of making a livelihood, meet the scorn and de- rision of old friends, etc. But once convinced that he was right, nothing could turn him from his purpose. He accordingly took steps to dispose of his private property, in which was a library of choice books. He settled up all business ac- counts, and in the Spring of 1841, started for West Stockbridge, the place of his birth, and where his parents still lived. While stopping at Grandfather Spencer's, Ellen and I went one day with some little girls to visit their school, which was about a mile off. LIFE SKETCHES. 17 It seemed that on this day our parents had con- cluded to ^o to Uncle Hyrum Spencer's, four miles farther on their journey. They waited until after the usual hour for school to close, then went without us, leaving word that we should be sent on in the morning. We had been persuaded to stop and play by the way, coming from school. After reaching home, however, and finding that we were left, no words can describe my feelings. Grandmother could not make me understand that we were to go to our parents in the morning, for I supposed that they had gone out west, the place they had told us so much about; so I cried as if my heart would break, and nothing could pacify nor quiet me, until I fell asleep through exhaustion. Ellen being older and having more judgment, did not feel so badly; but I learned a lesson from that experience, which was, to go straight home from school. We were sent to my uncle's the next day, where my parents stayed for a few months, preparing for their journey to Nauvoo. Uncle Hyrum had also joined the Church. He 18 LIFE SKETCHES. had a large family, mostly girls; the eldest of whom took charge of the house, as his wife had died some time previous. I hope my readers will bear with me, in re- lating some incidents of my younger days, which although they may seem of little interest to others, made lasting impressions on my mind. There is a saying, that "the boy is the father of the man," then why not "the girl, the mother of the woman?" It is certain that children of- ten show out in childhood what occupation would be most natural for them to follow when they corne to years of maturity. I think my forte would be to teach children, if I could have been educated for it; for while staying at Uncle Hy rum's, I used to go into his wood shed, which was a little way from the house, and play school, having sticks of wood for my scholars. I would arrange them in classes, then get my rod of correction and commence going through the exercises the best I knew how. On one of these occasions, while busily en- gaged drilling my pupils, I happened to look LIFE SKETCHES. 19 through an opening in the boards, at the back of the shed; when, O, horror! I saw my cousin Charles standing close to the corner, listening to my oratory, and ready to burst with laughter. He did not know that he had been seen, but school was dismissed rather suddenly, and I ran for the house. Canaan Center, my mother's birth place, was only a few miles from West Stockbridge; she therefore had the opportunity of visiting her relatives, the most of whom lived in the neigh- borhood of Canaan. And a happy reunion it was. All that were left at the old homestead, were my Grandfather and Grandmother Curtis, and Aunt Esther who took care of them. She was their eldest child, but had not married on ac- count of some disappointment in her youth. She loved my mother, as did all the rest of the family, and they made everything of her children; so much so, that Aunt Esther insisted on my sister Catharine and myself living with her while we were in Canaan. But Catharine used to get home- sick, and only stayed part of the time. Ellen lived with Aunt Lucy, whose home was in Chat- 20 LIFE SKETCHES. ham, N. Y., about five miles from Canaan. This lightened the labor of my parents, and gave them a better chance to prepare for their journey. I was sent to school, and when Catharine was there she went with me. We never forgot the quaint little bonnets Aunt Esther made for us, to save our others. The peculiar cut of these bonnets we did not like; yet it was very kind of her to make them, and she little thought of their not being appreciated. But when we would get nearly to the school house we would take them off and put them under our arms till we got in- to the entry, then hang them up. Grandfather Curtis was a tanner by trade, yet carried on farming at the same time. The tannery was just across the road from the house ; well do I remember walking around the vats, and the fear I had of falling in. Also when the dinner hour arrived, how my aunt would go out on the porch or stoop as they called it and blow the horn for the men to come in from the field to dinner. I will relate an incident which occurred while we were in Canaan, to show the power of im- LIFE SKETCHES. 21 agination. One evening Aunt Esther happened to see me taking a drink of water, and said, "You should always look into the water before drink- ing, for there might be snakes or bugs in it.'' If she had only told me before, it would have saved us both a great deal of trouble; for I im- agined directly that I had swallowed a snake, and could even feel it in my throat. Therefore aunt was kept up half the night working with and trying to convince me that nothing was there, it was only my imagination. It had been decided in the council of the Spencer brothers, that my father should goto Nau- voo first and look out places to locate; while my uncles should stay until they could sell their property; which they did, and emigrated the next year. Strange to relate, not one of my mother's relatives ever joined the Church, and they felt quite bit'ter toward my father for taking their beloved one away, fearing they might never see her again; and so it was proved, although father visited them afterward. 22 LIFE SKETCHES. CHAPTER III. + MEMORIES OF NAUVOO. At length the time arrived when we were to leave the home of our childhood, and cast our lot with the Latter- Day Saints. Father hired a team which carried us to Al- bany; then we went on a canal-boat to Buffalo; from Buffalo to Chicago on a steam-boat; then teams again. until we reached Nauvoo. This city was situated in a bend of the Miss- issippi Eiver, which bordered the west and south sides. The land extending eastward from the river was quite level for about half a mile; then arose a bench of land, which again was pretty much on a level for miles around. This was the site of Nauvoo City. After arriving in Nauvoo father rented an unfurnished room of Mrs. Mercy Thompson, sister-in-law to Brother Hy- rum Smith. This house was within a few blocks of the river, in the southern -part of the city on the flat or bottom land. While staying there LIFE SKETCHES. 23 another little sister caine to us, who was called Lucy. The Prophet Joseph Smith, who lived close by, often came in-, and when he saw the baby, he exclaimed, "Oh, what a little black head!" for she had so much hair; then he laid his hand upon her head and blessed her. The Temple was built upon the hill, facing west. A little northeast of the Temple was a public square, which at the time of our arrival was mostly covered with trees and shrubbery. On the north side of this square was our home for a few years, father having bought a lot there and built a brick house, one story and a half high with one room below and two above. He also engaged lots on the east side of the square for his brothers Daniel and Hyrum. Among our neighbors were Brother James Hendricks and family ; he had been wounded by the mob in Missouri and was crippled so that he could not dress himself without assistance. For more than thirty years Brother Hendricks lived on in that condition a living martyr for the sake of his religion. In the second house east of us, lived Sister 24 LIFE SKETCHES. Warren Smith, one of the heroines of the Haun's Mill massacre, where her husband and one son were slain, and another son was frightfully wounded. Sisters Hendricks and Smith were dear friends of my mother; in fact she had many friends, and every one was very kind to us. One thing which seemed very odd to me was the queer talk of some of the children, and no doubt our language was just as strange to them. We were regular Yankees, and used to say "stun" for stone; while they being southerners would say, "I reckon", and, "quit that" instead of "stop that." In calling the cows they would say, "sook bossy;" and what we called "hasty pudding," they called "mush;" It took me years to get used to the word mush, and even now it sounds out of place. In the fall of 1842, father added two rooms to the back of our house, into which we moved, using the front part for a store, which he at- tended to himself; he had no salary now to de- pend upon, therefore had to manage as best he could to make a living. LIFE SKETCHES. 25 In the meantime, my uncles had emigrated and were installed in their new homes. Father and mother went over to Uncle Hy rum's one evening, to spend an hour or two, leaving Ellen and myself home to look after the younger children. They had not been gone long, when we heard the front door open and some one come in. Ellen and Howard went to the door that led to the store, opened it and peeping into the room which was quite dark, asked, who was there. No one answered. "There could have been seen some scared children then, I can tell you. I was rocking the cradle by the stove and speechless with fear. ' The breathless silence was at length broken by one of our little neighbors coming out from behind the counter and mak- ing herself known, laughing heartily at our ex- pense. But, to tell the truth, it was no laughing matter; for according to my way of thinking, scaring children is one of the worst things in the world. I have seen mothers try to enforce obedience, by telling their little ones, "the black man would 26 LIFE SKETCHES. get them," or the "Indians would carry them off," if they did not mind; so that when they saw an Indian they were afraid for their lives. I al- ways deeply deplore such things as serious mis- takes. Father only kept the store through the winter months, as he had other business to attend to in the spring, having been elected Alderman of the City. He sold his stock of goods which was not very extensive, and we moved back into the front part of the house; after that father taught school in the larger of the rooms just vacated. The school only occupied a portion of his time, enabling him to attend to his public duties as well. In this school I became acquainted with Mary Ann Stearns, stepdaughter to Parley P. Pratt. Brother Pratt had just returned with his family, from a mission to Europe. I also formed the acquaintance of Ellen Pratt, daughter of Addison Pratt. Ellen's father at that time was on a five years' mission to the Sandwich Islands. I mention these girls, as we became very dear friends, which friendship has remained up to the present time. Soon after that my LIFE SKETCHES. 27 father was sent on a short mission to the East- ern States during the time of which he visited my mother's relatives. The most of them were friendly, but one aunt would not receive him, and shut the door in his face. Upon his return home, he brought Grand- father and Grandmother Spencer with him. They lived in our house, and died within a year of each other, at the ages of eighty-three and eighty four years- It was quite common in those days for old people to smoke, and my grandmother indulged in this habit; she would often ask me to light her pipe for her; in doing so I learned to smoke and liked it so much that whenever I saw any- one smoking, I had a craving desire to take a few whiffs myself. This was innocently indulg- ed in at intervals, for a number of years, until at length I was awakened to a sense of the danger of the habit. There was a monitor within that told me it was wrong, and what it would lead to if per- sisted in; I should be, if I lived, an old lady smoker. This thought disgusted me, for I never 28 LIFE SKETCHES. did like to see women smoke, or men either as for that matter, so the habit was broken off entirely, although it was hard for me to drop it. I mention this because at present I am a teacher in the Primary Associations and desire in any way I can to discourage the use of to- bacco with its attendant evils. My experience in regard to the habit, with the will power it took to overcome it was quite a lesson to me. My mother's parents lived until the year 1851, and died within a few months of each other, in their home at Canaan. Grandmother Curtis passed away in April at the advanced age of eighty-four years. My grandfather lingered until June, when he died being eighty-seven years old. They had lived together in wedlock sixty-four years. In the meantime the Saints were moving into Nauvoo from all directions, which caused the city to spring up like magic. Stores were being erected, printing offices established, and all kinds of business necessary for the welfare of a community going on. The Temple was also be^ ing built. A music hall had been put up, about LIFE SKETCHES. 29 a block away from us, which was used in the day time for school purposes, and in the even- ings for concerts, social gatherings, etc. One night when there was to be a concert, Mary A. Pratt, (as we called her,) Ellen Pratt and myself were going to the house of the former to spend the evening. When opposite the hall we saw Brother Pratt in company with two ladies coming to the concert. Mary Aim said, "Let us follow on behind father and perhaps we can get in with them." Arriving at the door, we had to go single file, each holding on to the other's dress, for fear of being separated in the crowd. As soon as Brother Pratt stepped inside the door, Mary Ann attempted to follow; but the door- keeper stopped her and asked who she was; she said, "1 am Parley Pratt' s daughter," and passed in. Ellen said, "I am her cousin," (meaning Mary A.) But when it came my turn, I did not know what to say as I had not thought of an answer. So, afraid of being left out, I said, "I am some relation, I don't know what.'' The door keeper smiled, but let me in. We walked on 30 LIFE SKETCHES behind Brother Pratt up to the front seat when he, happening to see us, got us a seat behind him. I remember Brother Edmund Elsworth sing- ing, "The Indian Hunter," and we enjoyed the exercises all through. When I went home and told father and mother of my adventure, they laughed heartily at my not knowing any relationship to Brother Pratt ; but warned me against ever using unfair means, for the sake of a little amusement. Those were happy days, and I love to dwell up- on them, for the change came too soon. Then we had parents to love and care for us, and help us with our lessons while going to school. Father would some times have a good romp with us in the evening, or would tell us some very interesting story. Mother being a sweet singer, would sing snatches of a hymn, or some of her old songs. One thing can be said of mv parents, I never heard them say a cross word to each other; they tried as much as possible to make their home pleasant and happy. LIFE SKETCHES. 31 CHAPTER PERSECUTION AND DEATH OF JOSEPH AND HYRUM SMITH. The Temple on Fire Death and Obituary of the Author's Mother. IT is not worth while repeating history here. It is generally known that our enemies, seeing the prosperity of the Saints, began to hunt up excuses for serving writs on the leading mem- bers of the Church; and that this was the cause of some of the brethren going to prison, while others hid themselves to keep out of their en- emies' way, similar to what they have been doing of late years, with this difference, polygamy was not the offence at that time, but hatred toward the Prophet Joseph because of the religion the Lord had revealed to him. This perse- cution lasted until the massacre of Joseph and Hyrum Smith, after which there was compara- tive peace for over a year. Well do I re- member the morning after the martyrdom of 32 LIFE SKETCHES. those noble men. A gloom was cast over the whole city of Nauvoo; men women and chil- dren wept for their departed Prophet and Pa- triarch. I witnessed the long procession that followed the bodies of our beloved Leaders, as they were taken to Joseph's mansion, where they laid in state until the people could take a last look at them, and say farewell. My father lifted me through one of the windows of the inansion. as the door-ways were thronged with people, when after viewing the bodies I was passed back again and taken home. During the before mentioned time of peace, the upper rooms of the Temple were finished, and were used for attending to the ordinances of the Church including baptism for the dead. My parents spent part of their time in assisting to carry no this work. At one time, through oversight or carelessness, a fire started from one of these upper rooms and the blaze was soon through the roof. The cry of "fire!" was heard, men were seen on top of the building swinging their hats for assistance; the people turned out in mass, even women and LIFE SKETCHES 33 children ran with buckets. Wells close by were nearly drained, and teams were sent to the river for water. I with the rest ran with a pail and gave it to some one to use; in doing so, I went up the steps of the Temple to the first landing. On each side of this landing were winding: stairs which led from one story to another until the top of the building was reached. Rows of men were stationed on these stairs, to pass the buckets full of water up on one side, then fc^ss them back empty on the other side. This was continued until the fire was put out, for it seemed that it could not withstand such a united effort. Child as I was, I could not help noticing the order that prevailed and the calmness of the men that superintended the work. In after years, that beautiful structure was burned down by incendiary; the stones were hauled away, and at present, not a trace of it can be seen. The ground where it stood has been converted into a vineyard. In July, 1844, my mother had a little girl born, who was named Chloe. She died of whooping cough when thirteen months old. 34 LIFE SKETCHES. Our enemies not being satisfied with what they had already done, were determined that the Saints should leave Nauvoo. And in the winter of 1845-46 my parents, in company with many others, began to make preparations to move. Corn was parched and ground ; and rusk was made of light bread, by putting it into a mod- erate oven, and letting it remain until it was thoroughly dried and toasted a light brown. This was put into sacks and packed away, to be pounded in morters when needed, Bread so prepared will keep good any length of time, al- most, if not exposed to the damp, and is very wholesome and palatable with milk, as we used to eat it. Many crusts and crumbs which are now thrown away might be preserved in the same manner. Our clothes were packed and, with a few other necessaries, we started for the west about the middle of February. Going to the Missis- sippi River in the evening, we waited our turn to cross over, as the ferry boat was running night and day. My mother had scarcely recovered from a spell LIFE SKETCHES. 35 of sickness, which followed the death of little Chloe, and was illy prepared to stand the cold weather and rough roads we had to travel over in the fore part of the journey. She therefore gradually sank from the effects of a severe cold and soon died. As we had only traveled a dis- tance of thirty miles, her body was taken back to Nauvoo and buried. I will here insert her Ob- ituary copied from Spencer's Letters, first edition : Catherine Curtis Spencer, died on the 12th of March, 1846, at Indian creek, near Keosaqua, Iowa Territory, at the age of thirty-five years, wanting nine days. In one month from the time of her departure from Illinois to the wilderness, she fell a victim to the cares and hardships of persBcution. The youngest daughter of a numerous family, brought up in affluence and nurtured with fondness and peculiar care as the favorite of her father's house; her slender, yet healthy frame, could not withstand the inclemency of the winter season, (the thermometer below zero for ten days.) The change from the warm rooms 36 LIFE SKETCHES. of brick and plastered walls, to that of mere can- vass ceiling and roof, floored with snow and icy earth, was too much for her fragile form to en- dure. When, through unforeseen hindrances in travelling, there was no place where sleep could visit, or food suited to the demands of nature be administered to her or her six little children from the age of thirteen and under, she would cheer her little innocents with the songs of Zion. The melody of her rare voice, like the harmony and confluence of many vir- tues in her mind, contributed on that memor- able epoch of the Church, to render her the glory of her husband, and the solace and joy of her children. When asked if she would go to her distant friends that were not in the Church who had proffered comfort and abundance to her and her children, she would reply, "No, if they will withhold from me the supplies they readily granted to my other sisters and brothers, because I adhere to the Saints, let them. I would rather abide with the Church, in poverty even in the wilderness, without their aid, than go to my unbelieving father's house, and have LIFE SKETCHES. 37 all that he possesses." Under the influence of a severe cold, she gradually wasted away, tell- ing her children, from time to time, how she wanted them to live and conduct themselves, when they should become motherless, and pil- grims in a strange land. To her companion she would sometimes say, "I think you will have to give me up and let me go." As her little ones would often inquire at the door of the wagon, "How is ma? is she any better?" she would turn to her husband, who sat by her side endeavoring to keep the severities of rain and cold from her with, "Oh, you dear little chil- dren, how I do hope you may fall into kind hands when I am gone!" A night or two before she died, she said to her husband, with unwonted animation, "A heavenly messenger has appeared to me to-night, and told me that I had done and suffered enough, and that he had now come to convey me to a mansion of gold." Soon after, she said she wished her husband to call the children and other friends to her bed- side, that she might give them a parting kiss; which being done, she said to her companion, 38 LIFE SKETCHES. "I love you more than ever, but you must let me go. I only want to live for your sake, and that of our children." When asked if she had anything to say to her father's family, she replied em- phatically, "Charge them to obey the gospel. " The rain continued so incessantly for many days and nights, that it was impossible to keep her bedding dry or comfortable, and, for the first time, she uttered the desire to be in a house. The request might have moved a heart of adamant. Immediately a man by the name of Barnes, living not far from the camp, con- sented to have her brought to his house, where she died in peace, with a smile upon her counte- nance, and a cordial pressure of her husband's hand. Many tributes to her memory, from the Twelve and other distinguished friends, ex- pressive of her worth and the amiableness of her life, have been communicated to the writer, which conjugal relationship forbids him to insert, but which are still a comfort to the be- reaved in his pilgrimage through mortality. Though prepossessing in her manner, her LIFE SKETCHES. 39 confiding and generous mind always made per- mament the friendship that she once obtained. Her unceasingly affectionate and dutiful bear- ing to her husband, and her matronly diligence in infusing the purest and loftiest virtues into the minds of her children, not only exempli- fied the beautiful order of heaven, but made the domestic circle the greatest paradise of earth. Said a member of the High Council after her death, one who had often observed her in the Temple of the Lord, where she loved to linger and feast on the joys of that holy place, "I never saw a countenance more inexpressibly serene and heavenly, than hers." 0! she was young who won my yielding heart; No power of genius, nor the pencils' art Could half the beauties of her mind portray, E'en when inspired; and how can this my lay? Two eyes that spoke what language ne'er can do, Soft as twin violets, moist with early dew. In sylph-like symmetry her form combin'd To prove the fond endearment of the mind, While on her brow benevolence and love Sat meekly, like two emblems from above; And every thought that had creation there, But made her face still more divinelv fair. 40 LIFE SKETCHES. Her remains were conveyed to the city of Nau- voo, and there, after a few neighbors had wept and sung, "Come to me; will ye come to the Saint that have died," and expressed their con- dolence to the deeply affected husband, buried in the solitude of the night, by the side of her youngest child, that had died near six months before. The writer does not mourn for his dead as those without hope, knowing they are taken from many evils to come. He desires to dedicate the above faint sketch to his children, now in the wilderness, for the testimony of Jesus, lest time should obliterate from their young and tender minds the recol- lections of their mother's person and some of her virtues; thereby would he perpetuate the mem- ory of the just. He desires the prayers of all Saints for himself and his children; and may the blessing of Almighty God rest upon all who love our Lord Jesus Christ, in sincerity. At the time my mother was moved into a house, my brother George was ill, having taken a severe cold which caused a gathei'ing in his LIFE -SKETCHES. 41 head and it was thought best not to leave him in cainp. Ellen having to see after the other children and the tent work (as we were then living in a tent,) it fell to my lot to be nurse, so I went along to take care of George, and was with ma when she died. This was my first great sorrow. We missed her very much, but did not fully realize our loss until afterwards, for father seemed to take the place of both parents, looking after and caring for us faithfully. The journey was continued as soon as the weather would permit. The company traveled on until they came to Garden Grove, where they stopped a few weeks to rest and recruit their teams, also stopped at Mount Pisgah and Coun- cil Bluffs. 42 LIFE SKETCHES. CHAPTER V. UNCLE HYRUM'S BRAVE DEATH. WHILE a portion of the Saints were camped at Garden Grove, my Uncle Hyruin Spencer and Uncle Daniel's son Claudius V. went back to Nauvoo to try to sell the valuable farms of the Spencer brothers. While returning Uncle Hyrum died before reaching camp, and was buried at Mount Pisgah. When we arrived at Council Bluffs, Sister Daniel Hendricks and Cousin Mary, one of Uncle Hy rum's daughters also died- These sad losses cast a gloom over the whole camp. As very little is known in history about Uncle Hyrum, on account of his early death, I feel that a few words in regard to his character are due. The following are extracts from an art- icle published in the Deseret News some years ago. "Hyrum Spencer was a man of large stature and great physical power; and as void of fear LIFE SKETCHES. 43 as men are made. In 1838 a marvelous vision was given him, in which was shown the South- ern Rebellion, and other troubles that were to come; with which manifestation he re- ceived an assurance of the truth of the Latter- day work, of which, from that time, he was en- abled to testify. He embraced the gospel and moved to Nauvoo. The day that Joseph and Hyrum Smith were martyred he was on his farm six miles east of Nauvoo, and was so influenced that he could not work; and he three times saddled his horse to go to Carthage, but rebuked himself for nervous- ness. He was among the first in that memor- able exodus of the winter of 1836. At the time he left the camp at Garden Grove the weather was very unfavorable. He rode fourteen days on horseback through that, then wilderness country, and not one twenty- four hours but what it rained. Arriving in Nauvoo he disposed of one farm for a hundred and ten head of cattle, and some wagons, to a citizen at Alton. A mob resident of Nauvoo hearing this, procured writs of attachment to 44 LIFE SKETCHES. the stock, until the second mob could arrive in Nauvoo, and give him a confiscation benefit, although at the time this man, Tod, owed the Spencers seventeen hundred dollars. Here was an issue which with the large families of the three brothers in the wilderness, plundered and measurably destitute, required tact and nerve. Through an honorable Gentile, Tod was made to believe that on a certain day the stock would cross the Mississippi at Hannibal, forty miles south of Nauvoo, and he was there with sheriff and posse. That same day the stock crossed sixty miles above Nauvoo, and it was a race (from that to the first Mormon camp) of what might be star- vation and nakedness for the women and chil- dren in the wilderness, or comparative comfort. Six days and a half, and six nights, in the heat and flies of early August, were these cattle driven and guarded by him, and his nephew Claudius, with only six hours sleep, except on horseback. The strain was too much; he rode until 4 o'clock on the afternoon of his death, when his nephew seeing him reel, rode to his LIFE SKETCHES. 45" side asking him what was the matter. The re- ply was, "Not much, only I cannot last through; help me down and I will die here." That night at 11 o'clock his labors were ended and he lay, with the peaceful smile of a child, a few feet from the trail, with only one relative to hear his last words, to witness the heroism of a voluntary martyr's death. There was not a groan or a murmur, "Say to my family, live and die with this work. Take Daniel's (his brother's) council." These were among his last words. He left eight children by the wife of his youth, and two by his then living wife, for- merly Miss Emily Thompson, whom he married in Nauvoo. The two sons of Uncle Hy rum's now living, are Charles and Hyrum Sheron Spencer. The latter is now Bishop of Pleasant Green, Salt Lake County. After Uncle Hyrum died, two or three men from a camp near by assisted Claudius in pre- paring for the burial. This was done by tak- ing some boards from a wagon -box and form- 46 LIFE SKETCHES. ing a rude coffin, in which he was taken to Mount Pisgah, and interred in the burial ground of the Saints. Cousin Claudius managed himself to drive the cattle on, the remainder of the distance to the camp of the Saints. The fatigue, exposure and great strain of nerves which Claudius had endured was followed by a long and severe illness. My Uncle Daniel Spencer, being among the pioneers of Utah, held several important posi- tions of public trust. For a number of years he presided over the Salt Lake Stake of Zion. At his death, he left a large family. One of his daughters is the well known authoress, Jose- phine Spencer. At Council Bluffs, I remember hearing of the call for the Mormon Battalion, to be made up of 500 of our most able bodied men, who were to march as soldiers to Mexico. President Young talked of it to the people in the bowery where our meetings were held. I saw the Bat- talion making preparations to march, and knew that some of our dear friends were in deep sor- LIFE SKETCHES. 47 row over the long separation, with increased trials and hardships, which those preparations meant. CHAPTER VL SISTER ELLEN, THE "LITTLE MOTHER." BEFORE leaving Nauvoo, father had been called to go on a mission to England to edit the Mill- ennial Star; but on account of the persecutions his departure had been postponed. While at the Bluffs he was notified to be in readiness to start late in the fall. He there- fore made arrangements to fill the appointment and went with us across the Missouri Eiver'to Winter Quarters, where he put up a log cabin, into which we moved before it was finished there being no floor nor door. Soon after a door was put in, but the floor, which was made of hewed logs, was not laid until the next spring. Catharine and I were just recovering from a 4.8 LIFE SKETCHES. spell of sickness when our father bade us fare- well and started on a three years' mission, leaving us in charge of a good man and his wife by the names of James and Mary Bullock, who looked after our interest the same as their own. They also had a family of children. The door of Brother Bullock's cabin faced our's and was only a few feet from it, so if any- thing went wrong they could hear us. We kept house by ourselves, Ellen acting the part of a little mother. She had just turned fourteen, and was small of her age, but had the judgment of one older. It was well for us that we had been taught to knit and sew, for we had our own clothes to mend and look after. A lady by the name of Jane Dudson, who lived across the street from us, used to cut out our dresses and then we helped to make them. From her I took my first lessons in dress cutting, which were gained by observation, and were of great use to me afterwards. We got through the first part of the winter pretty well, as father had provided for our wants, having left us with eight cows and one LIFE SKETCHES. 49 horse; the horse was to be sold for provisions. We went to school to Sister Addison Pratt, (mother of Ellen Pratt) who felt obliged to do something to earn a livelihood for herself and four daughters. She was an excellent lady and we spent most of our spare time at her house. When the weather was cold or stormy so we could not go out, the game of mumble-peg was introduced, which was all the rage among the children at that time. This we used to play on our dirt floor, which rather marred its smooth- ness but afforded us considerable amusement. In the evening Brother Bullock's children some- times came in, when we would have a spelling school, or sit around the fire telling riddles and stories until bed time. It was while living in our floorless log cabin that I was cured of walking in my sleep. We had two beds in the room, while our clothes and other goods were piled up in boxes. On the top of one of these boxes was placed a writ- ing desk that was not very solid; in one of my midnight rambles, I happened to knock this 50 LIFE SKETCHES. desk off its resting place to the floor; it fell with such a crash that the noise awakened me. I was so bewildered that I could not find my way to the bed. Ellen's voice which sounded in the distance was no guide for me, for I went straight for the door, and she had to get up and lead me back to bed. I not only had a good scare, but was never known to get up in my sleep afterwards. The winter finally passed as all winters do, and every one felt to welcome the coming of spring. There had been considerable sickness during the cold months; a disease called Scur- vy had come among us, and was the cause of many a loved one being laid away in the grave. The wife of Brother Archibald Hill was one of the victims. Brother Bullock and wife parted with two of their children, Genette and Isabel. Our family had escaped having this horrible disease but in the spring we all took the meas- les, myself being the first to come down with it. The winter having been uncommon in its se- verity, our horse and all our cows but one had died, therefore we had no milk nor butter; our LIFE SKETCHES. 51 provisions had also nearly given out, so that in the spring and summer following, we really suf- fered for something to eat; part of the time having nothing but corn- meal, which was stir- red up with water and baked on a griddle. Many a night I have gone to bed without sup- per having to wait until I was hungry enough to eat our poor fare. Many others as well as our- selves had very little to eat, and those who did fare better, knew nothing of our destitute con- dition. Some months after, Apostle Wilford Woodruff, hearing about our circumstances vis- ited us, and relieved our wants for the time being. The Saints had to send to a place called St. Joseph, which was some miles below Winter Quarters, for provisions that consisted mainly of corn -meal and pork. There was no need of our family suffering for food, if the money father sent us had been received; but although the money failed to reach us, the letters re- ceived from our dear parent were a great com- fort to us; some of which I will copy, showing the love and anxiety he had for his children. 52 LIFE SKETCHES. CHAPTER VIL LETTERS FROM ORSON SPENCER TO HIS CHILDREN. NOTE These letters do not follow one after another in regular succession as they were written and received; although, for con- venience, they are numbered i, ii, iii, etc. LETTER I. THIS letter was written before ray father had received any word from us, and is copied partly to show the condition of the people in Europe at that time. STAR OFFICE. LIVERPOOL, APR. 17, 1847. ''MY DEAR CHILDREN: In the midst of the bustle and throng of business, that at this time is greater even than usual, I snatch a passing mo- ment, to write to you. I did not know until just now that Brother Candland would go to America quite so soon. I am constrained to write to Presi- dent Young, informing him of the state of things in this country. The spiritual prospect of the LIFE SKETCHES. 53 saints in this country is good. The saints abound in faith and hope and an earnest desire to emigrate to America. In fact their temporal prospects are alarming if the great God were not their friend and support. But they are mostly contented and obedient to counsel, and I feel anxious to see them gathered and safely gar- nered in the land of Zion. I see men, wo- men and children standing and sometimes sit- ting in the streets, bare-footed and bare-headed and crying for food; and they will often follow me eight or ten rods begging and praying for food. Ninety thousand people have come from Ireland to this city of Liverpool alone, to get food and employment. The multitudes that die from starvation are so numerous in places in Ireland that they are not even buried at all, but straw and grass are thrown over them and they rot above ground. More factories are stop- ping every day, and more and more people are thrown out of employment, and emigration is so great -^hat there are not ships enough to take the emigrants. Freight and passage are very high and rising. Universal fear and conster- 54 LIFE SKETCHES. nation pervade England, Ireland, Scotland and France, and many other parts of Europe. They expect some dreadful calamities are coming on the nations of the earth. The cloudy tempest darkens every day and threatens soon to spend its desolating power upon all flesh save those who are hid in the mountains in cities of refuge till the indignation be passed over. There are some in high places that are so stupified with gluttony, sensuality and the love of oppression that they have not sense enough to fear. But the great body of the people are full of fearful anxiety. I am glad my children and friends are thus far removed to the wilderness. You may and must probably pass through troubled and strait- ened circumstances, and scarcely be saved, but fear not nor be dismayed, for the God of Israel is your God and will strengthen and preserve you, if your faith fail not. Now my beloved children, love one another and strive to please each other and don't mind little offences, but for- give and bear with each other's faults; pray of- ten and be not angry or contentious with any- body. I know you will economize, to live in the LIFE SKETCHES. 55 cheapest way you can. And I say to you again and again, strive to preserve your health in the way I have always recommended. When you are not well fast and eat light food ; wear flannel and warm clothes in all seasons as much as pos- sible. Wash your bodies often in pure water, and comb your heads, that from the head to the feet you may be clean and healthy. Go to school as much as you can, all of you, in your present circumstances. Strive to have the good will of all around you. Trust to the counsel of those who are set over you in the Lord. 1 have not received a syllable from your pen since I left your cabin. How much I want you to tell me in your own simple, plain way, all about your con- dition and feelings, and how the younger chil- dren behave themselves. u My health and strength are so good that I am well able to accomplish more labor than I have been in any time for twenty years previous. My mind is clear and ready for the multiplied duties and cares that rest upon me. I find the 'Lord God is a sun and shield.' He is wis- dom and salvation to me the very moment I 56 LIFE SKETCHES. need it. I say this that you may learn to trust in Him for health, food and wisdom, and all things at all times. ''There is no lack to them that trust in God. "Finally, may the God of all consolation keep you all in health and prosperity, both temporal and spiritual, unto everlasting life and blessed- ness, is the prayer of Your Affectionate Father, ORSON SPENCER." In the same month that the above letter was written, my father married a lady by the name of Martha Knight, of Lancaster, England; and some wedding cake was sent to us with the next letter. LETTER II. "LIVERPOOL ENG., AUG. 9th, 1847. "DEARLY BELOVED CHILDREN: The last and only letter which I have had from you, was dated Feb. 1st. I have looked wishfully, but in vain for letters from you. Perhaps you think that you have not much to write, and therefore delay. LIFE SKETCHES. 57 But be assured that I would gladly pay post- age fourfold for the simple knowledge that you are well, as of tea as once a month. Bat I have no doubt you can find enough to write about, even such things as you would tell me about if I were there. You will perceive that I know no- thing from you, of what you have received from me, either in money or clothing. Indeed I am pained to think that I cannot hear from your own pen, what has been, and now is your con- dition, but I must be content. Elder Hyde wrote me the 30th of May, that he had been to see you and that you were all well. This gave me great happiness indeed. But he said you had seen rather straitened circumstances, which made me weep with sorrow. "But I knew that you were suffering for Christ's sake, which gave me some comfort. But still I thought of your tender and parent- less condition, and could but earnestly entreat my Heavenly Father to preserve and bless you. I know you have the best of friends in Brother and Sister Bullock, who will spare no pains for your comfort. And I trust I shall never for- 5 68 LIFE SKETCHES. get them, either in word or deed. I fear that Brother did not pay you the fifty dollars that I sent by him. I trust you will get five sovereigns promised by Sister Harker on her arrival. I also sent twelve sovereigns by Elder L. N. Seavil, five or six of which I told him he might expend for groceries in St. Louis for you. I also sent six sovereigns by Elder Jacobs. These brethren may reach you the last of September. I shall send you more the first opportunity, which may be by Brother Martin. If you get the money which I send, I trust you will be somewhat comfortable till I come. I will in- form you that I am nearly recovered from the most severe sickness that I have experienced for thirty years past. I do not walk out much yet, but am gaining very fast, I am now but a skeleton as to flesh. After Elder Hyde left the office, Brother Richards, my assistant, being sick, or absent very much, I was closely con- fined to the office, and early in June felt the beginning of poor health which increased upon me until the first of July. But still, as I had no time to spare for being sick, I kept fast to LIFE SKETCHES. 59 my office, my better judgment teaching me all the while to desist and recruit my health. How- ever, the 7th of July, after having had two or three chills, I concluded that I must yield. Accordingly I selected a healthy residence of one of the Saints, a Brother Ennion, a short dis- tance from Liverpool. I told them I wanted the privilege of being sick at their house, in- stead of my own in Liverpool, which they readily granted, I immediately laid down, and with constipation of my bowels, and occasional chills, was soon too weak to even turn myself in bed. Some thought that I must die, but I told them not to fear, for I should not die then. In the beginning I told Brother R. to notify many Saints abroad that I was very sick; this I did lest I should be snatched away before their prayers could take effect in my behalf. After that notice I had no further concern, although I went nigh to the gates of death. I took no medicine worth naming. I think that I shall not lose my hair, although I may turn grey. After a few days spent in the country, I hope to take the field again as strong as ever. In- 60 LIFE SKETCHES. deed I have contributed something to every Star yet, and generally given counsel except in my worst sickness. 1 was confined to the house about three weeks. Now I bless the God of heaven as my Savior and restorer. I havn great solicitude for you during the sickly season, take good care before being sick; trust in God and if you are taken quite sick, let the Saints around you, and in the public congregations know it speedily. "Aim. 15th. I am still gaining health, al- though I have not been into the country yet owing to bad weather. " Yesterday's steamer brought the cheering, heart -gladdening letter from Ellen and Aurelia. Be assured that I rejoiced and thanked God, but I felt sad to think you were so scanted for the comforts of life. I suppose you must have written other letters that contain many particu lars of interest which I have not received, by what Aurelia wrote. I hope Brother Bullock will not be discouraged, for better days are coming. Your not receiving any more than a sovereign from Elder must have been a LIFE SKETCHES. 61 great disappointment to you, as it was to me. I think the other brethren will not fail in pay- ing the money sent by them. I am afraid there will be no opportunity to send any more till next spring. "ORSON SPENCER." LETTER III. "LIVERPOOL, SEPT. 29th, 1847. "My DEARLY BELOVED CHILDREN: On my return from Scotland last night I was happy to find a letter from my dear daughters Ellen and Aurelia. But I was most deeply affected when I heard that Genette and Isabell Bullock were dead. Dear precious children, have I seen them for the last time this side of the grave? They have gone to rest in the Kingdom of God, with my beloved Catherine and her two chil- dren. She will know them when they enter heaven and love them and look after their happiness. Tell my dear James and Mary that I deeply mourn with them for their serious loss. I hope that they will not be discouraged nor 62 LIFE SKETCHES. murmur at the dealings of God, or rather what He suffers to take place. Though He slay us we should trust in Him, and all will be right. Most gladly would I sit down with them in their cabin and try to comfort them. I know what it is to be separated from wife and children by death. But I feel that God is good, though you, my children, have lost the best of mothers and I have lost the best wife ever given to man. I want you, my children, to strive to live by pleasing God, and keeping His commandments. Do not be discouraged at what you have to suffer, but be stout hearted and trust in God, and you will live and reign in life eternal. You say that Brother Bullock works hard and does all he can for you, and that you and Brother Bullock's family live on terms of peace. This comforts me very much, and I hope you will do all you can for them. I know it is a great charge that he has upon him, but the faithful man shall not lose his reward. I have perfect confidence that James will manage all your affairs well, and counsel you in the best manner. My health is pretty good and my labors are LIFE SKETCHES. 63 very great. After my sickness I began to preach before I could walk many rods, and in one or two instances I have preached while sitting down through weakness; but my strength, through the goodness of God, has increased all the time, and for the last four or five weeks I have preached from two to five times a week, and sat up often as late as two or three o'clock at night in conversation with Saints. "Wherever I go, the Saints gather around me as though they would worship me. They often walk ten or twenty miles to see me and hear me preach. In the meantime. I write on an average about five or six pages, one-third of the Star as original matter lately, and select and arrange other matter for the Star, besides answering numerous letters of correspondence daily. There- fore you may judge if I am very busy. I get some presents very frequently, for my children, which I shall bring or send in due time. One sister gave me a shawl in Edinburgh and a very pretty dress pattern for Lucy. Another sister in Glasgow gave me a handsome dress pattern for Ellen. A brother in Manchester has promised n>e a 64 LIFE SKETCHES. dress for each of the children, and for Sister Bullock, as soon as I can have a chance to send them. Another man in Scotland says he shall send a fancy dress to some of you. Be good children and the Lord will raise up friends for you. I want very much to see you all, but don't know yet whether they will counsel me to come home next spring or not. Business is very bad in this country universally. Many of the Saints will probably have to go to the poor-house for want of employment. They are very anxious to emigrate to America; and I hope they will have the privilege soon. But the gospel is spreading wonderfully, probably not less than five thousand will be added to the Church this year. I enjoy the work of preach- ing and writing very much ; that which grieves me most is the suffering of my children in the wilderness, and the Saints in America. I hope that President Young has found a location for a Stake of Zion where we may soon go and dwell in peace. For this I labor and pray daily. Brother Andrew Gaboon went with me to .Scotland, this climate does not suit his LIFE SKETCHES. 65 health very well; he now presides over Clith- eroe Conference; he is very industrious and faithful. * * * I have got three new hymn books handsomely bound, with the name of each of my three oldest girls on the outside in gold letters, and gilt edges, etc. I will endeavor to find some good books for Ellen, and also a pretty primer for Lucy. I am glad that Lucy is such a good girl and learns so well. I want Catharine to learn to write, and Howard is probably old enough to write a little. I am very sorry that Aurelia has sick spells and I hope that she will take good care of herself. I thank her for attending to George so faithfully and he must be a good boy and love Aurelia and Ellen for their kindness. I am glad that How- ard is also a good boy and don't quarrel with other boys. I want him to harken to Brother Bullock, and be kind to Alexander.* Tell Alexander I mean to bring him something when I come, which will be next spring if the council permit, in time to go with you to the mountains. *Alexander was Brother Bullcck's son. 66 LIFE SKETCHES. I feel very thankful that you have such good neighbors and friends. May God bless them for their kindness to my motherless children, But I must bring my letter to a close for want of time to say more. "Your ever affectionate and loving father, "ORSON SPENCER." As can be seen by the above, my father an- ticipated returning to Winter Quarters, in time to go with us over the mountains; but later on he received a letter from President Young re- questing him to stay another year. Therefore in the spring of 1848, we were preparing for our journey across the plains without him. Brother Andrew Cahoon had returned from his mission to Scotland, and by him father had sent money and clothing to fit us out for the journey. He also sent the following letter: LETTER IV. LIVERPOOL, MARCH 25th, 1848. "MY DEAR CHILDREN: Having a few leisure moments, (which is a rare thing for me,) it gives LIFE SKETCHES. 67 me very great pleasure to write to you, whom I love with the most inexpressible fondness. You are my dearest treasures upon the earth. Your mother was one of the loveliest of her sex; gen- erous and open hearted in love to all our race. Under all circumstances I always found a wel- come asylum in her breast, and she character- ized her whole life by those admirable virtues, which secured the spontaneous delight and good will of all who knew her. In you, my dear chil- dren, I see many traits of her lovely spirit, and also her features. From her, my own mind has received many a beautifying grace and virtue: and few could live with her as long as I did with- out being enriched and ennobled by such as- sociation. Thus far, your lives are full of prom- ise, your minds are all intelligent and your hearts innocent and pure. The spirit of God can dwell with you, and assist you to emulate celestial wor- thies. I desire so to live that my example and teaching shall tend to give you a mould and pol- ish which will make heaven happier at your ap- proach, and angels to rejoice over you as in the acquisition of the richest of pearls. Dear chil- 68 LIFE SKETCHES. dren, for my own sake then, don't be discour- aged or impatient, but try to live through your appointed days, for your lot is cast in an age of sorrow mingled indeed with the sweet solace of redeeming triumphs. Deprived of your mother by death, and your father by obedience to the counsels of the church, your pathway is peril- ous and stormy. "Sometimes without shoes to your feet and sometimes without bread, surrounded with sav- age foes, without any assurance that I will be restored to you for a long time yet to come, you may indeed often wonder why your lot is thus; and why want and orphanage and peril and a homeless pilgrimage should all come upon you at once, and that, while you are at an age so tender. "While I am writing, I suppose you are strug- gling with all the energy and diligence your ten- der minds are capable of to escape to the mount- ains; being required to leave the little cabin and garden and field, that I hoped would shield you till I could come to comfort you. But you must recross the river and build anew, or flee to the LIFE SKETCHES. 69 mountains, the latter I prefer, as the country is sickly and the times perilous. Still your means are very scanty for sucli a journey to a land where you must make the only home you will have, without me to counsel or accompany you. If you go over the mountains I may not hear from you or you from me for nearly a year and a half. My dear children, I trust that God, who coun- sels us to walk the narrow way, will be your shield and defence, and provide for your wants and keep you all alive till we meet again, where the fury of the oppressor cannot overtake us, and the storms of heavenly] indignation may pass us by in the day of great distress. If I am counseled to endure this long separation and to expose you to such privations, my prayer shall be the more fervent in your behalf, and with strength of heart and soul, I shall plead for your lives to be spared, and your minds kept unpolluted. Love one another and bear each other's faults. Cher- ish the spirit of God by patience and kindness. Never yield to sin or do anything that you would be ashamed to ask God about or tell me of. Let no one entice you to do wrong, whoever it 70 LIFE SKETCHES. may be. Keep together, live together and do not separate. Be friends to one another, and caution the younger sisters and brothers against accidents, against bad conduct and bad company. Believe that God can hear and help you when you need it, and tell you many things which are necessary for you to know and do. Learn to trust in God for all good things, and to be thankful for all favors. And if God should not allow me to return any more on the earth, you will be visited from heaven when it is requisite. Be cheerful and happy and cherish virtue and truth and strive to be an ornament to my family forever. Contract no alliance incompatible with the interest of the family. And if you maintain a blameless life you will survive all discouragements, and those that bless you shall be blesesd, and they that harm you shall be cursed, and God and angels will be your friends and your parents shall never slumber over your condition, worlds without end. "Your journey will be long and tedious, you will need to be very careful not to get lost from your camp on the journey; and also be cautious LIFE SKETCHES. 71 in regard to the hostile Indians, serpents or dangerous roots and herbs. Do not walk out at night away from the camp while on the journey. You will scarcely be saved with the utmost faith, diligence and economy. My anxieties about you from the time you leave till I see you will be unceasingly great. '"My oldest daughters; on you is rolled a great responsibility, seemingly beyond your years. Be womanly, kind and patient, act the part of mother to the younger children. Teach them good principles and instruct them how to act. Avoid in yourselves the weakness and folly of youth as much as possible. Never for- get or slight my counsel, for this is the com- mandment of God. I think I write to you according to the mind of God. I am not per- mitted to speak face to face, but I write unto you as a father wi^h soberness and godly fear. Treasure up my sayings and teach them to the younger children and read this letter to them, at least, three or four times a year till I come to you. Teach George to stand by Howard as his counselor and right hand man. George 72 LIFE SKETCHES. shall be distinguished for shrewdness and quick discernment and a great help to Howard and to you all. Watch over Lucy, for she is the choic- est emblem of peace, and you shall have the honor of bringing her up to womanhood. Howard and George: be good boys, yea, more than this, be manly and very kind to your sis- ters. They have taken care of you as a mother should do, they have counseled you, provided for your wants and taken charge of you in sick- ness and in health, and you ought to love them and strive to please them in all things. Be obedient to them in my absence till you are grown up, then honor and protect them till the day of your death. Counsel with them in all difficult matters, and never lift your hand against them in anger or strife, and know that your prosperity lies in your union. Strive to get knowledge. Study well when you have an opportunity. "Spread your feelings freely before one an- other and let your most secret plans and designs be entrusted to each other, but keep them to yourselves and divulge them not abroad. And LIFE SKETCHES. 73 whatever you all unite in, will almost invariably be right. Let the boys not waste their strength in wrestling or scuffling, although a little of these exercises are good, but godliness will prof- it them more. Go and hear preaching when you can, and talk about what you hear. If you go over the mountains before I do, you will use your best judgment in selecting a lot. Adhere to Brother Bullock and his wife, for I want them to go with you wherever you go, or stay and never desert you. You will not have means probably to assist anybody but Brother Bullock, with what I send you in money and clothes. Don't listen to any false tales against Brother Bullock. He is good and faithful. "I should like to have the girls and also Howard pay particular attention to arithmetic. This is more important than geography or grammar. "You will need good oil cloth covers to your wagons, and a good tent I think. Have as many cows as your means will permit; but if you should not go over the mountains this spring, you will still need all the means you can get. 74 LIFE SKETCHES. "The prospect is very good for a great] in- gathering of converts in England, during the coming season; but business just now is worse than ever. Eevolutions are going forward in Europe, and Monarchs are trembling on their thrones. The people almost universally de- mand a change of government and of rulers. The agitation is so very great that business is kept very much in suspense. Almost every paper brings news of the overthrow of some kingdom and the flight of some king. Commerce and trade are consequently at a stand. The people are looking for general war. "My health at present is only tolerably good. I am very thin in flesh in consequence of many labors and cares. Since I have been here, I have spared no pains whatever to keep the work of God rolling forth with success and power; and prosperity has attended my labors thus far beyond my utmost anticipations. I have had no time for play or rest, but think when Elder Orson Pratt comes that I shall have a little respite. Your last letter was three months and a half coming. Send your letters by mail in LIFE SKETCHES. 75 the quickest conveyance. If you don't go over the mountains, write once a month without fail. You will have enough to write about; tell me about all little matters. Write the last thing, and tell me particularly all about your outfit. It will be my constant desire to live in order to do you good, and provide for your wants, I want you all to be very good children. I am very anxious to see you once more, but I will not disobey my lawful counselors. George is now eight years old; if he has not been baptized yet I want to have him baptized soon. Do the boys learn well at school? "The Boston steamer has not arrived, conse- quently I must send this letter without hearing anything from you. In haste. God bless you my children. Farewell! "Your Ever Affectionate Father, "ORSON SPENCER." 76 LIFE SKETCHES. CHAPTER VIIL JOURNEY ACROSS THE PLAINS. We left Winter Quarters about the first of May, 1848, traveling in President Young's com- pany. He had made the trip across the plains the year before, as the leader of the Pioneers, and had returned for the rest of his family, and to see after the poor Saints who could not help themselves. On this journey I met and became acquainted with Thomas Rogers, who afterwards became my husband. He drove a team for Andrew Ca- hoon, who was captain of our ten ; the company was divided into tens and fifties. There were many ups and downs in our travels; when the weather was pleasant we en- joyed ourselves very much, although having to walk over the roughest part of the road, as the wagons were heavily loaded. In camping at night, the wagons of the company were formed in a circle, with the tongues inside. The cattle LIFE SKETCHES. 77 (for our teams consisted mostly of oxen and cows,) were either herded or tied, to prevent any surprise by the Indians, who were often seen prowling around, watching their chance to stampede our animals. During the journey the company would stop once in awhile for a few days to recruit their. teams and give the women a chance to wash, iron, bake, etc. On one of these occasions, we camped on Looking-glass Creek, whick emptied into the Platt Eiver about a mile below. The people had been counseled not to go far from camp; but either forgetting or not heeding the counsel, about a dozen girls, myself included, took it in- to our heads, one bright moonlight night, to go to the mouth of the creek and bathe in the river, thinking the distance would make us safe from interruption. The Platt River was very wide in places, and the water quite shallow, being in- terspersed with sand-bars. The company forded it many times in the course of their travels. One elderly lady, namely Sister Mima Young, generally called Aunt Mima, went with us as a protector, or to stand guard while we should 78 LIFE SKETCHES take our bath. A nice place was selected and we were soon splashing around in the water as happy as could be. Presently one of the girls said, "Let us play baptize." Some of the rest consented and were soon ducked under the water although I don't remember that any ceremony was used. We were soon interrupted in our sport, however, by some one exclaiming, "See! what is that? what is that coming?" All looked in the direction pointed out, * and sure enough something white and strange looking was com- ing, right towards us across the river, and only a short distance away. Then such a screaming and rushing for the shore, was perhaps never witnessed before nor since, some of the girls al- most falling down in the water from fright. I was like one paralyzed, could not speak or move for a few seconds, and was nearly the last one out of the water. But all gained the shore in safety; looking back we saw the object which had so frightened us go up the creek, and disappear. Our conjectures were varied in regard to what it might have been ; some thought it much larger than it seemed to others. But whatever it was LIFE SKETCHES. 79 it floated towards us until we started for the shore, then turned and went up the creek. All agreed that it was a warning, and felt that we had done wrong in playing baptize. We had also disobeyed counsel by going so far away from camp, and harm might have come to us. We wended our way back to the wagons quite sobered, reflecting and talking these things over as we went along; but the mystery of what we had seen was never solved. Sometimes in our travels there was much pic- turesque scenery to enjoy; many grand looking rocks, one in particular was called Chimney Rock ; so named on account of its great height, and peculiar shape. Theie was a number of names written on this rock, by those who preceded us to the Valley, which made us rejoice, for it was like a guide post in the desert. In the course of nearly a five months' journey we arrived in Salt Lake Valley, having traveled over a thousand miles. It was a happy time as we merged from Emigration Canyon and took a view of the Valley that was to be the future home of the Saints. Then as we neared the 80 LIFE SKETCHES. Fort, we passed through large corn-fields which looked inviting and quite home like. The Fort consisted of log rooms joined together until a square was formed, with gateways to enter. We occupied one of these rooms which Uncle Dan- iel had put up for our use, he having come to the valley the year before. There was no floor in the house we lived in, and only one six lighted window. Our stove was put up in one corner, in this we baked biscuit, and when they were done we would sit around the stove and eat them. Once in awhile Aunt Emily, or Cousin Antoi- nette would send us some vegetables. The reader must bear in mind that this was only a desert land the year before, having been condemned by mountaineers, who offered $1000 for the first bushel of corn that could be raised here; and that no one but people inspired of God, would ever have made the attempt to raise any- thing in these valleys here. The winter passed very pleasantly; we at- tended meetings, and occasionally a dancing- party, as those parties were indulged in to help pass the time away. Ellen and I also attended LIFE SKETCHES. 81 writing school two evenings a week, which was taught by Hiram B. Clawson. I was naturally of an independent disposition, and found ways to get a little money of my own by taking in sewing and making bracelets and necklaces out of hair, some of which I sold for a trifle. The hair work I had learned while in Nauvoo. A city had been laid out in the valley of the Great Salt Lake, with wide streets and a number of public squares. A ten acre lot was reserved for the Temple and other public buildings. The people had many trials in the early settling of Utah, losing their crops the first year by drought and crickets. Still they persevered, and by the blessings of God, in a short time towns and villages were in- terspersed throughout the Territory. The waterin the creeks, which at first were but tiny streams, increased until there was plenty for all purposes. Our city lot was on what is now called main street, and fronting emigration street on the south. We had one small adobe room put up, 82 LIFE SKETCHES. into which we moved, and thought ourselves quite comfortable. In the summer of 1849, the welcome news reached us that our father was coming home with a company of emigrants, and would be here by the latter part of September. CHAPTER ORSON SPENCER IN ENGLAND. I WILL now go back to the time when my father left us in our log cabin at Winter Quar- ters, and follow him to England. Previous to his arrival in Liverpool, news had preceded him that "Orson Spencer was dead. " This mistake was supposed to have oc- curred through some one's hearing of the death of my uncle Hyrum Spencer. The news went across the water in a letter written by Brother John Parker, of St. Louis, to Elder Franklin D. Eichards, who was at that time presiding over a conference in Glasgow, Scotland. LIFE SKETCHES. 88 The letter with an obituary notice was soon after published in the Star. On account of the news of my father's death, Brother Franklin D. was called to England to take the presidential chair and attend to the duties of the press. From which duties, however, he was soon re- lieved, as my father arrived in Liverpool safe and sound on the 23rd of January 1847. For further information, I will copy an address, which was published in the Millennial Star, No 3, Vol. 9. ADDRESS. "It now becomes our duty and privilege to address a few words to the Saints in the British Isles, through the medium of the Star. On account of the supposed decease of our worthy brother, Orson Spencer, we were called from our field of labor in Scotland, to act in our present calling and station, as appointed and published by our beloved president, Orson Hyde, in the last number of the Star. Bat it affords us superlative pleasure to advise our readers, that 84 LIFE SKETCHES. Elder Spencer is alive and in our midst enjoying excellent health and buoyant spirits, as is also our beloved brother Elder Andrew Cahoon, who accompanied Brother Spencer from the camps of the Saints to this island. They landed in Liver- pool on Saturday evening, the 23rd instant, after a protracted voyage of about forty days, encountering storms and gales; by the kindness of the Father's care, they were preserved from any serious disaster. Few men in the nine- teenth century possess that degree of longevity which enables them to read in the public prints their own obituary notice, but it has been Elder Spencer's privilege to read the feelings of his brethren concerning him, when they never ex- pected to see him again in mortality; and we speak with great confidence, when we say, that he enjoys an ardent and a faithful place in the affections of thousands upon these islands, that can say of him, 'Whom not having seen, we love;' and we feel that all faithful Saints will bestow upon him their confidence and most cordial and hearty support and co-operation, giving diligent heed to his counsels in all things. For ourselves LIFE SKETCHES. 85 we have to say, (and we speak knowingly,) that Elder Spencer's appointment was by the coun- sel of the quorum of the Twelve Apostles in the land of Zion, to take the presidency of the Church and charge of the publishing depart- ment in this country, and we gladly surrender to him the responsibility and honor of that im- portant trust, for we are deeply sensible that where much is given, much is required; and we feel to say, let the rich blessings which Presi- dent Hyde so freely bestowed upon ourselves in the last number of the Star rest in all their richness and fullness upon our beloved Brother Spencer, and may he realize joy and blessing in the performance of those duties which are be- fore him; and have great satisfaction in seeing the work of the Lord prosper under his hands; and it will still be our studious aim to render to the uttermost our mite of influence and exer- tion, subservient to the cause of our Lord Jesus Christ, under the directions, and according to the dictation of him, and them, who are ap- pointed to preside over the Church, in the king- dom, ever mindful that 86 LIFE SKETCHES. 'Honor or fame, not from condition rise, Act well your part, there all the honor lies.' "We feel to tender to the Saints our thanks and blessings, in the name of the Lord, for the kindness and favors which we have at any time experienced at their hands, especially our breth- ren in Scotland, among whom our labors have hitherto been for the greater part bestowed, and remain, your brother in Christ, and fellow-ser- vant in the kingdom of God, "FKANKLIN D. KICHARDS," January 27, 1847. Father had been in England one year when the following was addressed to him: LETTER FROM PRESIDENT BRIGHAM YOUNG TO ORSON SPENCER. "WINTER QUARTERS, Jan, 23, 1848. "DEAR BROTHER : Yours of the 1st of No- vember, 1847, came to hand on the llth instant. I was much pleased to hear of the prosperity of the work in the British Islands of your good LIFE SKETCHES. 87 health and your desires to labor in the vine- yard. Brother Heber and myself called upon your family, read your letter, found them all well and in lively spirits ; the house and the children were clean and neat, and they pre- sented a comparatively comfortable aspect. "The difficulty of getting grinding this winter, in a great measure prevents us from being as com. fortable as we otherwise might be, but another grist mill starts tomorrow, which will be the fourth run of the stones in the city. 1 asked the children how they would like me to send you word to stay another year, as I thought it was best to do so, and take them and Brother Bullock's family over the mountains in the spring. Ellen replied, "If it is thought best, we would like it so, for we want to do for the best," and they all said amen to it. I told El- len to buy a good milch cow, and I would pay for it, and reminded her of my saying last win- ter, that if she lacked anything she was to let me know. It is thought advisable for you to stay another year, and I will take your family on in the spring. We anticipate sending 88 LIFE SKETCHES. Brother Orson Pratt and several other Elders to England, who will leave here when we leave for the mountains, and of sending Brother Wood- ruff to Nova Scotia, Canadas, etc., at the same time. Brother George A. Smith is having some log cabins built on the other side of the river, and intends in a few days to remove over there, and stay for a year or two amongst the brethren, as those who do not go onward must vacate this place and go over to the Potto wato- mie purchase. "Orson Hyde will stay there also, and with Brother George will take care of the branches and push the Saints onward. "In December last we appointed a day to hold a conference on the other side of the river, in a large double block house, occupied by one of the brethren, where the Saints congregated in such large numbers that we found it impracti- cable to continue our conference, the house be- ing so crowded and many shouting at the win- dows to get in, so we adjourned for three weeks to build a house capable of holding the Saints. Accordingly, on the 24th, we convened again at LIFE SKETCHES. 89 the "Log Tabernacle," which they erected in a short time, during the severest weather we have had this winter. It is a well-constructed, capa- cious log house, sixty by forty feet inside and will seat one thousand persons, with a recess or stand twenty by ten feet for the priesthood and a clerk's bench; it is certainly an ornament to this new country, and shows a little of Mormon- ism. I told them at the conference that the brethren had built, fenced and made as many improvements in the short time they had been here (about a year) as they would in Missouri in about ten years; and it is a fact; and they have raised a crop equal to any we raised in Illinois. At this conference we suggested to the breth-v ren the propriety of organizing the Church, with a First Presidency and a Patriarch, a& hinted at in our general epistle; and the exped- iency of such a move at this time was so clearly seen by the brethren that they hailed it as an action which the state of the work at present, demanded, and as a means to liberate the hands of the quorum of the Twelve, who now feel at 7 90 LIFE SKETCHES. liberty to go abroad and herald the truth to the ends of the earth, and build up the kingdom in all the world. Accordingly, Brigham Young was nominated to be the First President of the Church, and he nominated Heber C. Kim ball and Willard Richards to be his two counselors, which nominations were seconded and carried without a dissentient voice. " Father John Smith as then nominated to be Patriarch of the whole Church in the same capacity as Father Joseph Smith was, also Brother Hyrum seconded and carried unani- mously. The Spirit of the Lord at this time rested upon the congregation in a powerful manner, insomuch that the Saints' hearts were filled with joy unspeakable; every power of their mind and nerve of their body was awakened and absorbed; a dead stillness reigned in the con- gregation while the President spoke. He said : 1 This is one of the happiest days of my life ; it is according as Heber prophesied yesterday, our teachings today have been good. I never heard better. Is not the bliss of heaven and the breezes of Zion wafted here? Who feels LIFE SKETCHES. 91 hatred, malice or evil ? If you come to the door with a bad spirit, it would not come in with you: no, it could not mingle here; but when you enter, your feelings become as calm and gentle as the zephyrs of paradise; and I feel glory, hallelujah! Nothing more has been done today than what I knew would be done when Joseph died. "'We have been driven from Nauvoo here, but the hand of the Lord is in it, visible as the sun shining this morning ; it is visible to my natural eyes; it's all right; and I expect when we see the result of all we pass through in this probationary state, we will discover the hand of the Lord in it all, and shout Amen, it's all right! "We shall make the upper courts ring; we have something to do before then. I don't calculate to go beyond the bounds of time and space where we will have no opposition, no devils to contend with; and I have no fault to find with the providences of the Lord, nor much fault to find with the people; and if the devils will keep out of my path I will not quarrel with them. As the Lord's will is my will all the time, as He 92 LIFE SKETCHES. dictates so I will perform. If He don't guide the ship, we'll go down in the whirlpool. Jos- eph told the Twelve, the year before he died, 'There is not one key or power to be bestowed on this Church to lead the people into the celes- tial gate, but I have given you, showed you, and talked it over to you; the kingdom is set up, and you have the perfect pattern, and you can go and build up the kingdom and go in at the celestial gate, taking your train with you.' "The instrumental band was then called upon to perform, when its heavenly vibrations fell upon the tender nerve of the ear, accompanied by the Spirit of God, and the Saints shouted, 'Hosanna, Hosanna, Hosanna to God and the Lamb, Amen, Amen, and Amen ! ' led by George A. Smith. The conference lasted four days. We had indeed an excellent time; and on the 16th of January attended another meeting, con- vened by the Seventies, which they called a Jubilee, but I told them it could not be consid- ered a Jubilee spoken of in Revelations, for all bands were not broken, and I called it Jubilo, when the Saints assembled and spent the Sab- LIFE SKETCHES. 93 bath in preaching and exhortation; and on Mon- day, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday, had preaching and teaching concerning the organiza- tion of companies for traveling westward, music and other recreations. We had a blessed meet- ingall hearts were comforted and lifted up above our trials and persecutions, and we went home rejoicing in the benefits and privileges of the liberty of the Gospel of Jesus Christ; and I pray they may thereby be stimulated to pur- sue the path of righteousness, and fill up the remainder of their days in promoting the king- dom of peace and happiness on the earth. " We learn from Mr. Glenday, who has been to Oregon City, Willamette Yalley, this year, from Missouri, and who came into camp on the 14th current, that he saw some of our brethren at Fort Call on the 15th of November last, that had been there buying meat and flour. He also saw three brethren working at Fort Bridger, (115 miles from the valley,) at which place he learned that the Mormons, in the valley, had got between 200 and 300 acres of fall wheat sown, and that there was a company going to San 94 LIFE SKETCHES Francisco Bay for seed wheat to sow in the spring, and there was plenty of provisions in the valley. "The brethren in this region of country have been much more healthy this summer and fall than ever in Nauvoo, and this has been a great blessing, as you know 'disease and sickness have been a heavy tax on the Saints. The weather this winter has been very mild indeed; these two weeks past have been like the opening spring, which favors us greatly, especially those who have to leave their farms and improve- ments here, recross the Missouri, and begin anew on the Potto watamie lands. " The brethren are busy fixing up their wag- ons and making preparations for their journey, and having a plenty of corn and fodder, their teams are doing well. "The Omahas have been peaceable this win- ter, and have not killed any cattle, and our cir- cumstances, in comparison with last winter, are very prosperous and good. u Your Brother in the Lord, "BRIGHAM YOUNG." LIFE SKETCHES. 95 LETTER FROM WILFORD WOODRUFF. WINTER QUARTERS, OMAHA NATION, April 24, 1848. "DEAR BROTHER ORSON SPENCER: While im - pressed with a deep sense of duty I owe you as a brother, a friend and fellow workman in the great cause of God, I seat myself to acknow- ledge the reception of your kind letter to me, under date of January 18, 1848; and while I view letter writing as one of the choicest bless- ings of God to man, I feel thankful that I can exchange thoughts and words with my dear friends from whom I am separated by seas, tide and distance, yet it is almost painful to reflect that while I have a desire to converse freely with Brother Spencer, Brother Jones, and thousands of good Saints that surround you, and unbosom my feelings unto you upon a va- riety of subjects, that I am confined, as it were to the narrow limits of a sheet of paper. But as I cannot at present speak face to face with you I will content myself, as well as I can, by saying a few words with my pen. Men of God, who possess the spirit and power of the Holy 96 LIFE SKETCHES. Ghost, can form a good idea what element they are moving in what spirits surround them ; and they have only to behold a man's face, feel of his spirit, read the productions of his pen, in order to know what port his ship is bound for. And I can say of a truth, with every feeling and sentiment of my heart, that whenever I have read, or heard read, any of the letters or productions of Brother Spencer's pen either addressed to myself, President Young, or any of the Twelve, or his own family, or pub- lished in the Star, I feel perfectly satisfied that they were dictated by the spirit and power of God, and spoke in language, not to be misunder- stood, that all was right at head quarters in Liverpool, and that the Lord was guiding Brother Spencer; and the same spirit was mani- fest in the writings of our worthy Brother Dan Jones, of Wales, and the Brothers Richards, and I may say the Elders in general throughout your field of labors. You may rest assured that these things have caused much joy in our hearts, and when I express my feelings upon this sub- ject I believe I speak the sentiments of all the LIFE SKETCHES. 97 Presidency in this land. Yes, Brother Spencer, we know the Lord is with you, and with your fellow-laborers in that land, and you have done a great and glorious work, and brought much good to pass ; and for all these things you will have your reward. We have felt a deep interest in your field of labor, and the labor and field of Captain Dan Jones. I rejoice much in the pro- gress he has made in Wales, and in the fruit of the labors of the faithful Elders throughout the British dominions. And I feel to say, Brother Spencer, Brother Jones, and all the faithful laborers in the vine- yard with you, be not weary in well-doing, for if you continue faithful in your tribulations and sacrifices, the day will come, and perhaps it may not be far distant, when you will rejoice before God and all the holy ones. Because of the missions you are now filling, the labors you are performing among the nations of the earth you will be satisfied with the goodness of the Lord, and your reward in the hour of the holy resurrection. And when the Lord cometh, bringing his reward with him, yea, it will be a 98 LIFE SKETCHES. source of consolation to you through all eternity to know that you have been a messenger of sal- vation to many, that your garments are clear of the blood of the generation in which you live ; that you have stood with your garments un- spotted ; that your tabernacle has not been de- filed ; that no man has taken your crown ; that you have kept the celestial law; and, in fine, that you have filled the measure of your creation. You will have the blessings of the Lord with you, and the prayers of the Saints in your be- half. I have watched with deep interest the progress of the work throughout England, Scot- land and Wales. President Young received your letter under date of March. We also re- ceived an account of the French revolution, and the signs of the times throughout Europe, which was read with interest. " As concerning matters with us, I will begin with the time we last parted in Winter Quarters. You know my situation then. But I was greatly blessed of the Lord, for in twenty days from the time I received my serious injury I again commenced work of the hardest kind in LIFE SKETCHES. 99 building and preparing for winter. I continued to labor hard with my hands until the departure of the pioneers' camp, in the following spring, without feeling any serious effects from my hurt. I performed my journey with the tents and camp of the pioneers over two thousand miles, making the road entirely new over five hundred miles, and performed much hard labor in the valley; and this was accomplished in less than seven months' time- And it was clearly visible to every discerning mind that the Lord was with us, for though many of the pioneers were sick when we left Winter Quarters, yet with all our sickness and exposures of such a journey, buffalo stampedes, grizzly bear frights, Indian attacks, not a soul was lost, bat all returned safe to our homes ; and, what was more remarkable still, we used ox, mule and horse teams through the whole journey, and not a hoof was lost of any beast belonging to the pioneer camp of Israel, except in two or three instances horses were shot accidentally, or killed, by not hearken- ing to counsel. But an account of our journey, and a description of the valley, have already 100 LIFE SKETCHES. been sent you, and 1 need not repeat it here. The Spirit and power of God was with us on that journey, was with us in that valley, and has been with us since we returned home. We also found on our return 'that the Lord had blessed the Saints at Winter Quarters and the region round about, in our absence. The earth had brought forth in its strength, and the laborer had been well rewarded. Winter Quar- ters on our return presented one of the most novel scenes I ever beheld. While standing upon the ridge west of the city it appeared al- most a dense mass of corn stalks, hay stacks, covered wagons and log cabins, and apparently a spark of fire in the combustibles would soon present to the eye, as did Moscow, a sea of fire. But notwithstanding our exposure, we have thus far been delivered from the ravages of that ele- ment. Three messengers arrived a few days since from the City of the Great Salt Lake. They left the middle of January, came through the mountains in the dead of winter. They brought many letters with them, all bringing the most cheering news of matters in that place. LIFE SKETCHES. 101 Population 3,000 ; sickness and death seldom known. Letters stated one death during the winter. The coldest day known, the 1st of No- vember ; very little snow. Winter supposed to have broke early in January. Valley green with grass four inches high 15th of January. Horses, mules, oxen, sheep, and all stock wintered well in the open valley. One flouring mill and three saw mills in operation; and plenty of the best quality of lime, and clay for the best quality of brick, tile, and for earthen crockery and queensware ; good slate quarries and grindstones; salt and saltpetre. The brethren had built near 1,000 dwellings, had sown about 1,500 acres of wheat, expected to put in as much more, and 3,000 or 4,000 acres of corn. Wheat looked well. No disturbance from the natives that surrounded them. We are now looking for other arrivals from there daily, who will start the last of February or 1st of March. It is a general time of health through the camps of Israel in Winter Quarters ; but few deaths .through the winter. The first camp or company who go west this spring expect to start in a few 102 LIFE SKETCHES. days in company with Presidents Brigham Young, Heber C. Kim ball, Willard Bichards, and others of the Apostles. Winter Quarters will be evacuated ; all who remain settle in Pottowatamie County, Iowa. Orson Hyde and George A. Smith will preside there ; Orson Pratt in England ; Wilford Woodruff the East- ern States, Canada, Nova Scotia, New Bruns- wick and adjacent islands. We are expecting a boat daily, upon which Orson Pratt is calculat- ing to take passage for St. Louis, and continue his journey to Liverpool with as little delay as possible. I expect to start for Boston as soon as the first .company leaves, and trust I shall be able to correspond with my friends in England from that point. We had quite an interesting conference on the 6th inst. , at the log tabernacle. "There are many things I would like to speak of that my limits will not allow at this time ; however, I should do injustice to my own feel- ings, and neglect a duty towards you, should I close without touching upon one subject that deeply interests you, that is your family. A re- mark in your letter to me, and more especially LIFE SKETCHES. 103 those made in the address to President Young concerning your children, planted in my mind a determination to visit them. Accordingly, last evening Mrs. Woodruff and myself walked down to your house; and* to my surprise, instead of finding Sister Spencer (with whom we had spent many precious moments in holy places) at the head of her family, I found she was sleeping in the dust, and your eldest daughter, who was only thirteen years of age when you left, stood in the place of a mother and counselor to her five younger brothers and sisters. I enquired into all their circumstances and difficulties since you left, which they had been called to pass through ; and while they related past events to me, and read their file of letters from their father, I was filled with sensations better imag- ined than described. " When I considered what they had passed through, their young and tender ages, the share they had taken in the sufferings of the Saints, I regarded them not only a company of young pilgrims, but a company of young martyrs ; and although in childhood, their faith, patience, 104 LIFE SKETCHES. forbearance and long-suffering and wisdom in the midst of all their trials, was such as would have done honor to a Saint of thirty years in the strength and power of his days, or been a crown of glory upon the grey hairs of him of riper years. A parent may well consider such a family of children a blessing from God. I believe they have honored you in your absence. Ellen said she had received a letter within a few days from you, and had answered it. " Your children were all well yesterday. I enquired into their present circumstances. They said they had plenty of meal but no flour. . I told them to come to my house and I would divide with them. The eldest son came down today, and I gave him some flour and pork. I would have been glad to have divided with them a long time before had I but known their cir- cumstances. You may think it strange why I have not known ; but our affairs for the last year or two have been like the rolling billows, and each sea has brought as much weight upon every faithful man's back as he was able to carry, un- less he by chance might meet with a calm for a LIFE SKETCHES. 105 moment, and give him a chance to look around to see if any man had a heavier load than him- self, and if so, to stretch out his hand and help to carry it. Ellen told me she expected the family would go on with the first company this season to the mountains. " I must close. Mrs. Woodruff, with myself, sends respects, love and blessings to Brother and Sister Spencer, and wish to be remembered to Brother and Sister Enion, Brother and Sister Hall, and all who enquire after us. " Yours in the bonds of the Priesthood, " WILFORD WOODRUFF." 106 LIFE SKETCHES. CHAPTER X. EXTRACTS FROM ARTICLES AND LETTERS. FROM AN ARTICLE WRITTEN FOR THE STAR, BY THOMAS D. BROWN. "SHREWSBURY, JUNE 1st, 1848. * * * "On the Good Friday afternoon about 4 o'clock, nearly one hundred Saints as- sembled from Poolquay, Ellesmere, and other branches in North Wales, belonging to the Liverpool Conference, and sat down to a com- fortable tea. Elder Thomas, who presided over the Shrewsbury Branch, called upon Elder T. D Brown to preside, who addressed the Saints on the great and good work of the Lord in which they were engaged, and congratulated them on the auspicious events of that day their assembl- ing to open a large room to preach in, and to a branch of the Church now numbering twenty- four, who, but a few short months ago were in darkness. * * * * * LIFE SKETCHES.. 107 ' ' Elder Thomas then followed, and gave a short history of the work in that region. * * " Elder Orson Spencer, the President of the Church in Europe, then addressed the Saints. He was a stranger to them in person, and though many of them were intimate with his writings, they now, hearing his voice for the first time, seemed to hang upon his lips ; and as the glorious principles of salvation were de- veloped, for upwards of two hours a breathless silence pervaded the meeting, and the Spirit of God like a fire was burning ; yea, truly, all felt, and many exclaimed, ' It is good to be here,' and one sister said, 'Arduous as has been our journey, I would travel fifty miles again to share the intelligence and joys in such another meeting'. * * ft Elder Caleb Parry, next addressed the meet- ing and sang a song of Zion ; and we remem- bered that^ though he was in a strange land he had not hung his harp upon a willow. We had heard that he cheered the Saints in these regions by his melodies and by the truths of God. * * "At nine o'clock we separated, rejoicing in the 108 LIFE SKETCHES. hope that we should meet again in the heights of Zion, and rejoice even more than we had this day done as the sons and daughters of God. " Elder Spencer retired to the country to recruit and invigorate his health, and a constitu- tion not strong at best, but at present much drawn upon by the arduous duties of the presi- dency in these lands. We feel to say, God bless and strengthen him, a ad let all the faithful say amen." Apostle Orson Pratt had been appointed by the First Presidency of the Church to preside over the British mission. My father speaks of his safe arrival, in the editorial of the Star, Aug. 1st, 1848. The first General Epistle of President Orson Pratt (after his arrival) to the Saints in Great Britain : * * * The Saints in this land have been highly favored and extensively benefited by the indefatigable and praiseworthy labors of our much esteemed and dearly beloved brother, Elder Orson Spencer, whose wise and judicious course in his presidential administration over the LIFE SKETCHES. 109 Saints in this land will ever live in remembrance of all the faithful. His integrity and sterling virtues have erected for him an enduring monu- ment that can never perish. The eloquent and powerful reasonings displayed in all his writings, the bold, energetic and beautiful style diffused through every part, and the meek and humble spirit which seems to pervade almost every sentence, clearly indicate a sound mind, en- lightened by the Spirit of Truth, and filled with wisdom by the inspiration of the Almighty. The inestimable truths which he has so ably developed in his writings, will prove an invalu- able treasure to thousands, and live in the memory of all future generations. We are happy to inform the Baints that Brother Spencer will, if his health permits, tarry in this land yet a few months, and we hope to see many articles from his pen upon various subjects, feeling assured that they will be hailed with delight by the anxious multitudes, many of whom have already tasted the soul cheering knowledge he has formerly communicated, which has served to greatly sharpen their appe- tites for more." 110 LIFE SKETCHES "LIVERPOOL, Sunday^ 10th Sept., 1848. "BELOVED PRESIDENT ORSON PRATT : I have this day spent an hour at the bedside of our afflicted brother, Orson Spencer, and at this moment feel moved to suggest, if you approve, that the British Saints testify by their works as they do by their faithful prayers, that they love him indeed and of a truth, for his labor and works for the kingdom of God among them. I am sure I express but faintly the feelings of my brethren and sisters in these lands when I say we do love him, and feel so grateful to him that we wish him to carry to the heights of Zion some lasting token of our affection, to cheer his own soul, and in a measure to reward his young and numerous family for their valor in permit- ting him so long to absent himself from them, and that, too, so soon after the death of their loving mother. *' If one penny from each of the 17,000 Saints in these lands would scarcely be felt, even by the poorest, how much good would this do to Elder Spencer and his family? And if this would do so much good, surely sixpence from LIFE SKETCHES. Ill those who felt so and could spare it, would do more. " As there are but three months to do this small but good work, I leave the modus operandi with you to suggest to the conferences. "THOMAS D. BROWN." " The suggestions in the foregoing letter meet my approbation, and if they meet the approba- tion of the conferences, they can appoint their agents to receive collections for our beloved Brother Spencer. These agents can forward the amounts by post-office orders or otherwise as they shall please. In blessing Brother Spencer they shall be blessed. ED." A PRAYER. In behalf of Brother Orson Spencer. " RAMSEY, ISLE OF MAN, Oct. 9, 1848. "DEAR BROTHER PRATT: I send the follow- ing prayer for insertion in the Star, if it meets your approbation; and I assure you whatever be its merits or demerits as a metrical composition, that it breathes the real and sincere sentiments 112 LIFE SKETCHES. of my heart, and of thousands more. Will you have the kindness to give my love to Brother Spencer. (Years before I saw him I loved him on account of his great advocacy of the truth ; and I feel that he possesses the Spirit of God, and a highly intelligent mind.) "By so doing you will oblige yours in the re- newed covenant, "W. G. MILLS." Eternal Father, by whose skill Our mortal frames from dust were made; Who spcak'st and at thy sovereign will We in the dust again are laid ! And on the earth at thy command We have our being, live and move. Who dare arrest thy mighty hand That rules among the hosts above? We own thy power, with humble hearts, And bow submissive at thy throne; Yet claim the gift thy grace imparts; We can approach thee through thy Son. In Jesus' name our prayers ascend To thee, who do'st our sorrows know; For Brother Spencer's health contend Beloved by Saints and angels too. LIFE SKETCHES. 113 A noble champion in thy cause, Preserve him for the sons of men ; A lover of thy holy laws, Restore him to our midst again. Send down thy Spirit's cleansing aid To guide the motions of his heart; Let it his system now pervade, To heal in each diseased part. Oh ! seal on his devoted head The gift of health, we do implore ; And raise him from his weary bed, To trea.l again his native shore. Far as the east is from the west Bid the afflicting power to move; Oh ! let our fervent, pure request In his behalf effectual prove. As when of^old the prophet prayed, The vapoury clouds withheld their rain ; So when he sought thy promised aid They pour'd their cheering draughts again. As when the sick and feeble felt Thy Son His healing Spirit pour; So we believe that, if thou wilt, Thou canst our brother now restore. 114 LIFE SKETCHES. Thy promises are, gracious Lord, "Whate'er ye ask, I will supply." And we believe the unerring word Thou art a God that canst not lie. We leave him in thy care, with faith, That thou wilt heal his suffring frame; Preserve him yet awhile from death, We humbly ask in Jesus' name. Subsequently my father's health having im- proved, preparations were made for his return to his native land, with a company of English Saints, and on the 1st of January, 1849, his farewell address was published, a part of which I will copy: FAREWELL ADDRESS BY ORSON SPENCER, LATE PRESIDENT OF THE EUROPEAN CHURCHES- " BELOVED SAINTS: The time is at hand when, by the permission of the First Presidency in Zion, I shall be fully discharged from the duties of my mission to the British nation. I shall return to the bosom of my family, and to the Priesthood in Zion, after an absence of nearly three years. I go to the place of gather- LIFE SKETCHES. 115 ing for all nations, pointed out by nearly all the prophets which have spoken since the world began. I go to the Saints' hiding place, there to contemplate from the heights of the moun- tains of Israel the glory of that kingdom which is the Lord's with the saviors thereof; and also the consummation that is decreed upon the whole earth. There shall be a priesthood of saviors stand up in holy places and judge the nations of the earth. From thence shall the word of the Lord go forth, and the kingdom shall be given to the people of the Saints of the Most High God. Lively sensations thrill through my bosom, in view of the day when I shall greet the nobles of Israel in the heights of the earth, and once more press my little ones to the pa- ternal breast. * * * The language of the General Epistle of the Twelve requires the Saints throughout the British dominions to make all diligence to effect a prompt and speedy emigration to Zion. Great fixedness of purpose and contempt of difficulties must nerve up your efforts, or many will never reach the city of refuge. But let not the poor be discouraged 116 LIFE SKETCHES. who are laboring with their might to build up the kingdom. The Lord knows their works, their patience and their sufferings, and their salvation is continually in remembrance before Him. Your deliverance from this land, where perils hang in portentious darkness over your heads, will often come under the serious con- sideration of the Council in Zion; and your humble servant will not be forgetful to plead your cause in that Council where he has for years had the honor to act a humble part. Your kindness to me during my residence among you will not only oblige me to be your unflinching friend in Zion, but continually enhance my de- light in contributing my best efforts for your well-being to the day of my death. I have en- deavored during my presidency among you, to treat all Saints without partiality or hypocrisy, and with courtesy and unfeigned love. And your reciprocal bearing towards me has em- balmed you in my memory so long as truth and gratitude are my light and my way-mark. 'If I have erred in discipline, I think it has been on the side of excessive forbearance. The LIFE SKETCHES. 117 cloak of charity has sometimes been stretched in order to hide folly and save a soul from death. " It has been my happy lot to see the British churches enjoy great prosperity in the most ex- citing and eventful part of the nineteenth cen- tury. Famine and cholera, insurrection and revolution, and depression of trade, have para- lyzed the growth of the sectarian churches; but the power of godliness has been strikingly mani- fest in the enlargement. of the Kingdom of God and His Saints. About 10,COO have been added to Christ by baptism, and nearly 30,000 souls have been brought to adhere to the Kingdom of God during the last two years. The Preside nts of conferences and Priesthood generally, have wrought diligently and in perfect union with counsel, and the result has been a great harvest of souls. With little exception, I have never had occasion to reprove a President of a con- ference, but their co-operation with me has been spontaneous, free, and liberal; and I have the satisfaction to add that my own labors have received the explicit approbation of the first 118 LIFE SKETCHES. Presidency in Zion, by whose faith and prayers in common with those of all Saints, I have been continually sustained, and trust in God that I shall be able to stand without rebuke unto the end, through your faith and prayers in my be- half. The fellowship of the Saints is better to me than gold and silver; and a good name among the faithful is more precious than rubies. Better may I sleep untimely in death than forfeit the confidence of those who are faithful and chosen. " Beloved Saints, suffer a little exhortation be- fore I leave you. Keep the fellowship of the faithful, lest being alone you are beguiled from your steadfastness in Christ, and are cast out with the fearful and unbelieving. Let not the things that you cannot understand prevent you from maintaining, unitedly with your brethren the truths that you do understand. " Walk in the light so far as you comprehend it, and you will never be in darkness worlds without end. Keep your bodies in subjection to the law of righteousness, lest being defiled you become a prey to Satan. While there is a great LIFE SKETCHES. 119 prize before you worthy of your loftiest ambi- tion, strive for it, but strive 'lawfully.' What is lawful for one, is not necessarily so for an- other. Let every man walk in his own light and not in another's. The spirit is given to every man to profit withal, and the spirit will not lead men to commit folly and wickedness, or indulge in surfeiting and drunkenness, or wantonness, envy, and evil surmising. "The Spirit will not lead men to condemn a matter or principle in contrariety to those who are set in the Church to perfect it. Seducing spirits will be let loose in order to sift men as wheat, practicing all deceivableness of unright- eousness in and through them that perish. "Beware of such, for their reward is from be- neath. Rest assured, also, that sincerity alone is no proof of rectitude. Persons who have a standing in the church may be deeply and truly sincere, while they are at the same time rotten with the spirit of apostasy. The engine of sincerity may drag the car of ignorance, blind- ness, and self-righteonsness into the abyss of destruction. The doctrine of devils are des- 120 LIFE SKETCHES. tilled, before many years shall pass away, to be confirmed by lying wonders ; and the false mir- acles of 'the beast' will bewilder and confound those who know not God and obey not His Gospel. * * * " Brethren farewell. That grace, mercy, and peace may be multiplied unto you all, through Jesus Christ, is the prayer of " Your humble servant, "ORSON SPENCER." CHAPTER XL FATHER'S RETURN. IT would be utterly impossible for me to de- scribe the gladness which filled the hearts of my brothers and sisters and myself, when the welcome news reached us that our father was coming home with a company of emi- grants and would be here by the latter part of September, 1849. As the time drew near we anxiously awaited his coming, and finally the day was set that he was expected to arrive. LIFE SKETCHES. 121 We were very happy that day, and counted the hours, until evening set in, still no father came. Finally thinking he would not come until the next day, we went to bed, but not to sleep, for we felt the disappointment so keenly. All at once the sound of wheels was heard and in listening we noticed that they stopped at our gate. We were up in an instant, when a man came to the door and inquired if we knew where Dr. Richards lived. I was thrown off my guard entirely and began telling him the direction to take, but Ellen who had been listening to his step and voice, said, "Pa, is that you?" He then made himself known, for it was indeed our dear father, who had been belated and used this little ruse, to see if we would know him. We were in the dark when he came to the door and it was amusing to hear sister Lucy, who was seven years old, caper around on the bed in high glee, until the candle was lit, and then see her curl up in the corner and not say a word. Oh! what a joyful time, to see the only parent we had, after so long an absence. Father did 9 122 LIFE SKETCHES. not look very natural, for he had always worn spectacles when at home; but while in Eng- land he had a severe spell of sickness, and upon recovering, his eyesight returned to him, so that he never needed to wear glasses again. This made him look a little odd to us. He explained that the company would not be in until tomor- row, he having come ahead in a one horse bug- gy. The next day we were introduced to our new mother, Martha Knight Spencer, and little sister Martha who was nearly two years old, and a lovely child. I can imagine how new and strange everything must have appeared to my stepmother, in leaving England for a home in Utah, where we had to live in one little room, and sleep in wagons until father could build, which he did the same fall. The English saints who came with my father were very nice people. They soon went to other settlements, mostly to Big Cottonwood, making homes there. The next spring Ellen was married to Hiram B Clawson, on the 18th of March. The follow- ing winter father was appointed Chancellor of the University of Deseret, which school was LIFE SKETCHES. 123 held in the building known as the Council House, located opposite the south-east corner of the Temple Block. He was principal of the school, assisted by Judge W. W. Phelps. That was the last school I ever attended. CHAPTER XIL MARRIAGE AND HOME IN FARMINGTON. ON the 27th of March, 1851,1 was married to Thomas Kogers. And the ensuing week we moved to Farmington, Davis Co., sixteen miles north of Salt Lake City, which has been my home ever since. We were among the early settlers, there being only a few families scattered here and there, upon our arrival. I remember how lovely and romantic the place looked, with high mountains on the east and the Great Salt Lake on the west. A new life was opening up before me. I was just merging from girlhood into womanhood, being in my seventeenth year. I little realized 124 LIFE SKETCHES. the care and responsibility of looking after a home of my own. Like many other new be- ginners, there was nothing for me but the bright side to look upon, and I imagined myself equal to the emergency. To show you the contrast between the times then and now, I will give a description, in part, of my house and furniture. We moved into a log house with two rooms, the door of the one used as a kitchen, faced west, and as the house was built on a rise of ground, we had a good view of the lake in the distance. A pure stream of water ran by the foot of the hill below, and instead of having a well close to the house, every pail of water that was used had to be carried up this hill. The roof of our house was made of willows and dirt, as shingles were not very plentiful. My best room had two six lighted windows; the floor was covered with home made carpet, given to us by my husband's mother. In those days there were no lovely bed-room sets, which were both useful and ornamental, but the furniture in general was rather of a makeshift sort, and different things were invented for convenience, among which LIFE SKETCHES. 125 was the toilet. The one I owned was made by boring two auger holes in one of the logs of the house, then driving in pegs strong enough to hold up a dry goods box. This box I covered with a white cloth, hanging a curtain around the outside, so that no one could see the trea- sures kept underneath, which treasures consisted mostly of clean clothes after they had been ironed and put away. On the top of this toilet I put some choice books, besides some presents and other notions, which were in time badly soiled for want of a better place. The kitchen had an immense jam. In the fire place was a crane with hooks to hang kettles on , andirons to hold up the wood, a shovel and pair of tongs with brass knobs, a bake kettle and skillet, to bake bread and pies. Stoves were scarce in those days, but as I had always been used to one, the cook - ing was quite a trial to me, especially in baking custards and puddings, for they spilled so easily, and many a cry I used to have over my fancied poor success in cooking. None of our furniture was painted, therefore once or twice a week I had four chairs, a table, and cupboard, besides 126 LIFE SKETCHES the floor to scour. Having no scrubbing brush I had to use sand and a cloth. I must not for- get to mention that my cupboard was filled with lovely china dishes; a present from my father, which china he had brought with him from England. When my broom g ave out and it was not con- venient to send to the city for a new one I would go to the brook and get some nice willows that grew on the bank and use them as a substitute. With all these little hindrances in housekeeping. I would not like the reader to imagine that I was unhappy ; far from it; with the exception of certain times of trial, some of which have been mentioned, " I was happy as a bird." Our com- ing to Farmington was through my husband's step-father, Andrew L. Lamoreaux, who had a share in a mill situated at the mouth of the can- yon, about half a mile from where we lived; as his family was not living there at the time, he wished us to move up so he could board with us. He was one of the best men I ever became ac- quainted with, and I loved him next to my own father. LIFE SKETCHES. 127 Mother Lamoreaux and her youngest SOD, Willie, aged five years, were with us most of the time for the first two weeks. It may be neces- sary to explain a little before proceeding farther. AVhen my husband was about a year old, his parents, Archibald and Isabella Rogers, emi- grated to America and settled in Canada. In the course of time three daughters were added to the family. The father had not enjoyed good health for a few years previous, and finally died, not having; the privilege of hearing Mormonism. Later on Mrs. Rogers made the acquaintance of Andrew L. Lamoreaux, to whom she was sub- sequently married. They had joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, and were partakers in some of the many trials that came upon the Saints; were in Kirtland, and present at the dedication of the first temple reared to the Most High in these latter days. They had kept with the Church in their journeyings, and at the time of my marriage were living in Salt Lake City. As I stated previously, Brother 128 LIFE SKETCHES. Lamoveaux, having an interest in the mill at Farmington, boarded with us. We had good neighbors, which made it very pleasant for me.. Brother Daniel Miller's fam- ily lived a little northwest of us, while Brother Thomas Smith's folks lived on the South. Then, over by the mill was Brother Lyman Hinman's family, who had been intimate friends of my parents; also Brother David Lamoreaux, who lived at the mill. On Sunday we went to meeting, which was held in a log room, used both for a meeting- house and school purposes. In a few months my husband bought a farm close by what was afterward the town site of Farmington. The next spring a log house was built sixteen by fourteen feet. la this house my eldest son, Orson, was born. When my babe was six weeks old I had an attack of sickness which began with a terrible distress in my stomach, spells of which I have been subject to ever since, causing me to. have poor health the greater part of my life. About this time, Andrew Lamoreaux was sent LIFE SKETCHES. 129 on a mission to France, the land of his fathers. In three years time he was released to come home, but did not live co reach his destination, for upon arriving in St. Louis he took the chol- era and died, in a house owned by Brother James H. Hart. In the summer of 1852, my father, in company with Brother Jacob Houtz, went on a mission to Prussia, But the ruling authorities there would not let them preach, and banished them immed- iately; threatening their lives if they failed to go. They managed to circulate a few tracts secretly, but were warned in a dream to leave, so they took their departure for England, where they labored in the ministry, returning to Utah in the summer of 1853. A short time before father started on that mission, I made a visit to the city, and after having supper at mother Lamoreaux's, went over home, (as I always called it\ in the evening. There I found that father was blessing his children. It seemed providen- tial, for I had come just in time to take my turn. Hiram Clawson was acting as scribe, so the blessings were written down, and a copy was 13C LIFE SKETCHES. given to me afterward, which has been a great comfort to me in connection with my patriarchal blessings. CHAPTER XIIL MY FATHER'S LAST MISSION LETTERS TO HIS FAMILY. IN 1854, father was called upon to take an- other mission to the United States of America, His health was not very good at the time, but he did not complain, and as on former occasions felt willing to do all he could for the Gospel's sake. I will copy from letters written by him to his wives and children; (for he had married two more wives, Margaret Miller and Jane Davis; and other children had been born to him.) These extracts will further show his- faithfulness to God, his affection for his family and how willing he was to lay down his life i necessary, in the cause of Christ. LIFE SKETCHES. 131 LETTER I. INDEPENDENCE, Mo. AUG. 23, 1854 MY EVER DEAR FAMILY: Last evening I arrived here, after a journey of forty -five days across the plains, I ain well and very thankful to- God, my Heavenly Father, for his guardian care over me and the little company with me. Elder proposed at the beginning of the journey that we all take turns standing guard at night. I told them that I was willing to take my equal share, and I thought that God, whom I seek to serve with a perfect heart and a willing mind, would give me all necessary strength to do it. I prayed that He would do so most fervently, and surely He has done what I asked Him to do. When I have stood guard every third or fourth night, it has given me a- sweet opportunity to meditate and call upon my great Father in Heaven to bless me and to bless my mission; to bless my wives and all my dear children, my animals, my fields, and my gar- dens. I have long and greatly desired an oppor- tunity to commune with my God, and my own heart, and thoroughly examine myself and see 132 LIFE SKETCHES. whether I have much or little faith. Hence my watch-nights have rarely seemed long to me. You know how busy I used to be at home, and how thoughtful ; but now I have had a good chance to ask your dear husband and father about his faith and his hope, and whether he could give up all his dear family and life even for the Gospel. O! I have seen myself to be very small and entirely dependent before the searching gaze of God's eye; but I feel to hold fast to the Lord with a stronger grasp than ever. My continued .and never failing cry to Him is, by night and by day, 'O! Lord keep my heart from all error and deception and transgression lest I fall as many other men and woman also have done.' Then my heart goes out in strong desires that He will also keep my dear wives and children that 1 may bring them all into the celestial kingdom with me. * * * I hope you will pray mightily for me as I do for you, that our hearts may be so pure, that the evil one nor cunning men and women cannot deceive us at .anytime. LIFE SKETCHES. Tomorrow is the 21th of August; the day I reached my home in Salt Lake, one year ago. Then, when I entered the Yalley, I said in my heart, shall I find my family all alive and well? will they greet me fondly, shall I find them liv- ing in peace and union? One year has rolled away and I find myself far away again among strangers; no fond looks to greet me, no soft hands to sooth my brow, or to put the pillow under my head when I lie down to rest. All right, a better time is coming. * "Your ever loving husband and father "ORSON SPENCER." EXTRACTS. CINCINNATI, Nov. 18th 1854'. * * * I never felt more deeply and con- stantly the necessity of feeling habitually peni- tent, humble, and diligent, in order to learn the way of eternal life, I have realized to some happy extent, the fulfillment of the blessings pronounced by Brothers Hyde and Woodruff upon my head. I see that all past attainments look very small and I truly abhor myself be- 134 LIFE SKETCHES. cause I am so imperfectly fitted to glorify Him who is so rich in mercy to me. I daily and hourly hope to please my Heavenly Father bet- ter than I have in times past. Can I but be- come pure in heart, I have the immutable prom- ise that I shall see God and come back into His presence and be acknowledged among His worthy sons. This pleasing hope makes me contented with my mission, and my absence from you and others that I love. I know that my Heavenly Father wants me to exercise unwavering faith in Him with all my heart. But still I learn slowly and am even slower to practice. But it appears to me I do strive more diligently, and constantly than ever I did before, both to know and do the will of my Father in Heaven. I would not ask Him to let me go home or lessen my privations unless he should see it to be for my good. I have realized that I never can be truly happy only in .doing His will, even though it be unto death. Herein is the true happiness, riches, honor and eternal glory of the Saints- I don't want my dear, precious family to pray for me to come home, unless my Heavenly Father shall be LIFE SKETCHES. 135 pleased with my return ; but pray that I may know to a certainty what the will of the Lord is, and joyfully and thankfully do it. I am very anxious to publish a paper here if it should be wisdom; but Elder Snow's counsel has delayed me, and now Elder Taylor and Elder Snow wish me to join and help them start their paper, and then they tell me that they will give me a lift to- wards starting mine. At present there is nobody here to help me start a paper, nor even to pay my board ; but still I hope to overcome all dif- ficulties and get out a monthly periodical before long. I am in no way discouraged, although the Lord has taken peace from the earth and withdrawn His spirit from the inhabitants; yet the hearts and destinies are all in His hands, and He can and will accomplish all His designs. "There is a little band of Saints here, some few of them begin to show the fondness and friendship of the Saints. When I got back from St. Louis last night, several young Saints that I baptized had a little race to see who should shake hands with me first. This seemed a little like old times in England; some of the same wept 136 LIFE SKETCHES. when they saw me going away to St, Louis. The Lord always has raised up friends for me, and if I am faithful He always will do it in times to come. * "ORSON SPENCER." I have been much blessed with the revelations of the Holy Comforter, opening the eyes of my understanding as they have never before been opened. The Lord has enabled me to call Him Father with a greater joy, and a greater assurance than ever before. I have seen the folly of earthly wisdom, and tasted the true word of God with more satisfaction than ever before. And it is the Lord alone that has done it. And I marvel that He has done it un- to me, while so many millions of people have not tasted the power of the worlds to come. It is this that makes me peaceful and happy though in the midst of the wicked, and far away from the objects of my love. * "I am daily looking for letters from you. Al- though I am well contented with my mission, and particular allotment, still neither my mission LIFE SKETCHES. 137 nor my religion forbid me to indulge occasion- ally in fond and tender recollections of my home and the beloved ones that dwell there; no, far from it. The Gospel sanctifies the affections of husbands and wives and of parents and chil- dren, and makes those affections purer and stronger and more abiding; it enables us to con- template the wide, endless, and soul enrapturing consequences of conjugal ties. And we are sep- arated, too, for a little season, in order that we may better understand each other's value, and love more fervently and serve one another more patiently. " When we have proved one another in pros- perity and adversity, in a time of absence and also of presence in a time when we are spoken evil of, and when we are spoken well of, then if we are found true to ~God and our covenants, nothing can separate us from God, or from each other. Such a trial and probation is necessary for both husbands and wives, in order that they may know each other, and rejoice over each other. My never ceasing prayer to God is that we may be kept steadfast, and true to all that 10 138 LIFE SKETCHES. will qualify us to have part with the faithful sons and daughters in the first resurrection. I continually strive to come up to the spirit of my mission, and to fulfill all the designs of all those who sent me. This is a reigning object with me daily, and although you may be comfortably situated at home, still I realize that you have some trials and probably some temptations, yet through faithfulness the Lord will deliver you out of them all; and that which you most desire in meekness and contrition of spirit you will realize. But the God of all the earth, even our Father in Heaven, will confer His favors only in His own time and way. Holy men and wo- men in all ages have always had to wait, in or- der to get His favors, and such as He has loved most He has also stretched their faith, and pa- tience to the utmost, before He would confer the desired blessings. The unity and peace that is in your family and habitation show to me that the Lord is with you, and does pour out His blessings upon you. You all speak well of each other, and this is a good sign that the spirit of God abides with you. I suppose LIFE SKETCHES. 139 that you have no tattling visitors to carry mis- chief to and from your habitation. * "My health is good, and I try to keep it so. I spend considerable time in writing, some of which is published in Elder Snow's paper, and some in Elder Taylor's. Some time is used in visiting, and some in reading, etc. Now I bless you once more and say farewell." "Your ever affectionate husband and father, "ORSON SPENCER. " ST. Louis, JULY 17th, 1855. * * * "My own health has not been first- rate for a few weeks past; still, I expect it to be better, and hope that my journey to the Chero- kee nation will improve it. The climate here is hot and sultry and rather unhealthy to my frame; but when cold weather comes I hope to be strong and lively again. My feelings are good and cheerful, and I rejoice much in my mission to the states, as I have in all my missions that were ever given me in the church. I feel thankfulthat Brother Brigham has counted me worthy to be entrusted with such an important mission as that of visiting the Cherokee people. 140 LIFE SKETCHES. I hope and pray continually that much good will result from it. I rejoice that such a mighty effort is being made to instruct the various tribes. It seems to be just the right time to visit the red men, and a critical time too, for all people, red and white, saints and gentiles. But people are be- ginning to see and feel that the Mormons are in the best condition of anybody, and the most likely to have peace, and union and prosperity. They are also afraid of our growing power and importance among the nations. I am well satisfied that the missions to the United States have done a great amount of good. They can- not publish anything against us, or contrive any plots to persecute us, but they find the Mor- mon Elders and their publications greatly in their way. Our church in Cincinnati numbers over one hundred members and is in a pros- perous condition at present. "I expect to remain in St. Louis, after my Che- rokee mission terminates, until Elder Snow re- turns or until otherwise disposed of by Presi- dent Young. Your letters breathe a most kind and excellent spirit. The good feelings which LIFE SKETCHES. 141 exist between you all in the family assure me that the Lord is with you and will be while you love one another and strive for peace. * * * How happy is that person who has one true friend, and how much more happy those who can call a large multitude their friends, true unto death, bound together in one everlast- ing covenant, never to bo broken. Such a people is my people and the God of such a people is my God for ever. Let me die many deaths before I turn away from such a God or from such a people ; and whatever there is in my disposition or habits that does not harmonize with such a glorious people, I pray fervently that it may be altered and put away, until I am one with the faithful saints, and love those who love God and His priesthood. "I am surprised to find my sheet almost full, while there are many things of family matters, etc., that I want to say. I feel to bless you, and hope that you will have many things next winter that will make you comfortable." "With undying love, "Your affectionate husband, "ORSON SPENCER." 142 LIFE SKETCHES The next news we received from father was written by another than his dear hand; and told us of his being attacked with a severe ill- ness, from which he never recovered. For particulars of his death I will copy part of an obituary from the Millennial Star, and finish from one written at St. Louis. CHAPTER XIV. DEATH OF ELDER ORSON SPENCER. FROM THE MILLENNIAL STAR. ****** * Another of the mighty men of Israel has fallen. Elder Orson Spencer departed this life at three o'clock a. m., on Monday, Oct. 15, 1855, in the city of St. Louis; after an illness of forty days. * * * His parents belonged to that vir- tuous, industrious class of New Englanders of the Puritan stock, which has produced so many LIFE SKETCHES. 143 eminent men to figure on the stage of action in all the various departments of life. At the age of fifteen, he entered the academy at Lenox, in his native country, where he re- ceived the highest honors of his class. There, at a public examination, the high sheriff of the county, Henry C. Brown noticed his unusual proficiency, and ascertaining that his father was in very moderate circumstances, voluntarily offered to loan the necessary means for his edu- cation, and wait until he could pay it, after its completion. He entered Union College, state of New York, in 1819, and graduated with great honor in 1824. The next year he obtained a situation as teacher in an academy in Washing- ton, Wilkes Co , Georgia. In. addition to the duties of his calling, he turned his attention to 'the study of law. About that time, he had some singular manifestations on the subject of religion and soon after joined the Baptist Church, and left the study of law for that of theology. He entered the Theological College at Hamilton, State of New York, where he graduated in 1829. He labored in the ministry about twelve years, 144 LIFE SKETCHES. and received the Gospel of Jesus Christ in 1841. * 5fC * He presided over the British Mission and ably edited the Millennial Star about two years. During his ministry here, he wrote the most of a series of letters to the Rev. Mr. Crowel, which were embodied and published as Spencer's Letters. * * * * * FROM THE ST. LOUIS LUMINARY. It becomes out- melancholy duty to announce the decease of our well beloved brother Orson Spencer, late Editor of the Luminary, and Pres- ident of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter- day Saints in the Ohio and Mississippi valleys. He died without a groan or struggle and could hardly be said to have tasted the pangs of death. Peace and serenity have char- acterized his whole life, and were manifestly enjoyed during his illness, and sealed and en- graven upon his placid countenance in the hour of death; and all who saw him felt to wish that their life might be the life of the righteous, and their last end like his. It will be remembered LIFE SKETCHES 145 that some time in July, or early in August, 1854, our deceased brother left his home in Salt Lake City, being appointed by the First Presi- dency on a mission to Cincinnati, where he re- mained until July, 1855, when he was sent for by President Erastus Snow to take the editorial chair of the Luminary ; he lost no time but left his field of labor immediately, and arrived in St. Louis on the 7th of July, and was forthwith in- stalled in that position, which he filled with so much ease and dignity. He remained but a very short time in this city, being called to go on a mission to the Cherokee Nation. He started July 21, and remained in the camp at Atchison until the last company of the emigration had taken up their line of march for the valley, when, in company of Elder James McGaw, on the 5th of August, he proceeded on his mission to the Cherokee Nation ; where he remained un- til the 5th of September, when, having completed his mission and finding himself attacked with fever accompanied with chills, which prevailed in the Nation at that time, he returned immed- iately to St. Louis, where he arrived on the 17th 146 LIFE SKETCHES. of September, fatigued, debilitated, and afflicted. For about ten days after his return he was sub- ject to the chills and fever with more or less in- tensity, and when finally broken up the disease assumed a mild stage of typhoid fever, and the general symptoms discoverable through his ill- ness were torpidity, lassitude, and debility, from which he found it impossible to rally. He was attended during his illness by Dr. White of this city, and later by Dr. Clinton of Philadelphia, who was sent for expressly to attend him. The Doctor arrived here on Thursday, the llth inst. He found Brother Spencer in the very last stage of his illness; he had that morning given up hopes of life, and had resigned himself, and com- mitted his family into the hands of the Lord. When he first saw Brother Clinton he felt re- vived and encouraged, and almost sorry he had shown signs of weakness in giving up. But not- withstanding he was so anxious to see the Doc- tor, and expressed such faith in his prescriptions and ministrations, no inducements were suffi- cient to get him to take anything calculated to restore him. He therefore gradually declined LIFE SKETCHES. 147 and finally expired, fully satisfied with life, and rejoicing in the hope of glory beyond the tomb. Dr. Clinton had no hope for his recovery from the first. It appeared evident that his earthly course was run and that he had finished the work given him to do and he could say with full assurance, "I have fought the good fight, finished my course and kept the faith, henceforth there is laid up for me a righteous crown which God, the righteous judge, will give unto me, and not to me only, but unto all who love His appearing. " Between three and four o'clock on Tuesday afternoon, the brethren and sisters commenced to gather around the house of Brother Swales where the remains of our respected brother lay awaiting interment anxious to obtain a last look at him they so much loved, and when Dr. Clinton stood o'er the lifeless form, after address- ing the mournful spectators in praise of the noble and generous character of the deceased, he fixed his eyes upon him, and exclaimed pathetic- ally: "Brother Orson, farewell; we shall soon meet with you again. " Every heart responded 148 LIFE SKETCHES. to the sentiment, "Amen!" The scene was sol- emn and imposing. The Doctor's heart was too full for further utterance, and he was relieved by Brother John Banks, who offered to our Father in Heaven a most beautiful and appro- priate prayer. Soon after four o'clock the fun- eral procession was seen moving towards the cemetery, where, after a short address from Elder James H. Hart, the earthly tabernacle of our brother was interred (for a season) with a sure and certain hope of a resurrection to eternal life. Although but little notice had been given, and consequently but little opportunity offered the Saints to prepare, yet there were not fewer than twenty, or twenty-two carriages, filled with brethren and sisters who followed the remains of Brother Spencer to their temporary resting place, as a last token of esteem and affection. * * * The next summer my father's body was taken up and sent on to the valley, and interred in the cemetery of Salt Lake City. The hardest thing for me to bear, was the thought of my father dying away from home, LIFE SKETCHES. 149' with, none of his family near to comfort him in his last moments; although he had kind friends to minister to his wants, which was quite a sat- isfaction. My father could be counted as one who had left father and mother, wives and children and all that he held dear, for the gospel's sake. On the 15th of November, following, my sis- ter Catharine was married to Brigham Young, Junior. It was one month to the day since my father had died, but as yet no word had reached us to that effect; it being impossible for the mail coaches to travel a thousand miles in so short a time. Another full month passed be- fore the sad news came. It seems appropriate to here insert those im- mortal lines of E. K. Snow's, entitled "EVENING THOUGHTS, OR WHAT IT IS TO BK A SAINT." Suggested on reading Orson Spencer's first letter in the series- known as "Spencer's Letters." "My heart is fixed I know in whom I trust. 'Twas not for wealth 'twas not to gather heaps Of perishable things 'twas not to twine 150 LIFE SKETCHES. Around my brow a transitory wreath, A garland deck'd with gems of mortal praise, That I forsook the home of childhood; that I left the lap of ease the halo rife With friendship's richest soft and mellow tone, Affection's fond caresses, and the cup O'er flowing with the sweets of social life, With high refinement's golden peals enriched, Ah no! a holier purpose fir'd my soul A nobler ol'ject prompted my pursuit: Eternal prospects open'd to my view And hope celestial in my bosom glowed. God who commanded Abraham to leave His native country, and to offer up On the lone altar where no eye beheld But that which never sleeps, an only son, Is still the same; and thousands who have made A covenant with Him by sacrifice, Are bearing witness to the sacred truth, Jehovah speaking has revealed His will. The proclamation sounded in my ear It reached my heart I listened to the sound, Counted the cost, and laid my earthly % all Upon the altar; and with purpose fix'd Unalterably, while the spirit of Elijah's God within my bosom reigns, Embraced the "Everlasting Covenant;" And am determined now to be a Saint, LIFE SKETCHES. 151 And number'd with the tried and faithful ones Whose race is measured with their life; whose prize Is everlasting, and whose happiness Is God's approval; and to whom 'tis more Than meat and drink to do His righteous will. It is no trifling thing to be a Saint In very deed to stand upright, nor bow, Nor bend beneath the weighty pressure of Oppressiveness: to stand unscath'd amid The bellowing thunders and the raging storm Of persecution, when the hostile pow'rs Of darkness stimulate the hearts of men To warfare: to besiege, assault, and, with The heavy thunderbolts of Satan, aim To overthrow the kingdom God has rearM. To stand unmov'd upon the with'ring rock Of vile apostasy, when men depart From the pure principles of righteousness Those principles requiring man to live By every word proceeding from the mouth Of God: to stand unwavering, undismay'd, And unseduc'd, when the base hypocrite Whose deeds take hold on hell, whoso face is garbed With saintly looks,' drawn out by sacrilege From the profession, but assum'd and thrown Around him for a mantle to enclose The black corruption of a putrid heart. To stand on virtue's lofty pinnacle Clad in the heav'nly robes of innocence, 162 LIFE SKETCHES. Amid that worse than every other blast The blast that strikes at moral character, With floods of falsehood foaming with abuse. To stand with nerve and sinew firmly steel'd, When in the trying scale of rapid change, Thrown face to face and side by side with that Foul hearted spirit, blacker than the soul Of midnight's darkest shade the traitor, The vile wretch that feeds his sordid selfishness Upon the peace and blood of innocence; The faithless, rotten hearted wretch, whose tongue Speaks words of trust and fond fidelity, While treachery, like a viper, coils behind The smile that dances in his evil eyes: To pass the fiery ordeal, and to have The heart laid open, all its contents strew'd Before the bar of strictest scrutiny: To have the finest heart-strings drawn unto Their utmost length, to prove their texture: T'abide, with principle unchanged, the rack Of cruel, torturing circumstances, which Ride forth on revolution's blustering gale. But yet, altho' to be a Saint, requires A noble sacrifice an arduous toil A persevering aim; the great reward Awaiting the grand consummation will Repay the price, however costly ; and The pathway of the Saint the safest path Will prove; tho' perilous: for 'tis foretold, LIFE SKETCHES. 153 All things that can be shaken, God will shake. - Kingdoms and governments and institutes, Both civil and religious, must be tfied Tried to the core, and sounded to the depth. Then let me be a Saint, and be prepar'd For the approaching day, which like a snare Will soon surprise the hypocrite expose The rottenness of human schemes shake off Oppressive fetters break the gorgeous reins Usurpers hold, and lay the pride of man, The pride of nations low in dust." CHAPTER XV. A FEW MONTHS IN SALT LAKE CITY Grasshopper "War A Trip to Big Cottonwood Canyon. My second child, Andrew Lo'ce (we call him Locy), was born in Salt Lake City, Dec. 19 y 1854. He was named for Andrew L. Lamor- eaux, whose mother's maiden name was Lo'ce r which is French. My husband had engaged to- assist in herding some stock, on what was called 154 LIFE SKETCHES. the range, some miles above Farmington; there- fore I was taken to the city for a few months, and lived with Mother Lamoreaux, who gave me the best of care, assisted by. her daughters, Mary and Caroline. My husband's family were all as good and kind to me as my own sisters could be; and when my health was poor, one of the girls would come and help me with my work. A married sister, Mrs. Isabel Sewell, came one time and nursed me. Another sister, Mrs. Ann Dewey, who was a milliner, often helped me with a hat or bonnet free of charge, which was duly appreciated. Early in the spring we returned to Farming- ton, living through the summer with Edwin and Ann Walker, their house being only a short distance from ours, and thus our two small families were company for each other. A town had been laid out, and my husband having taken a lot, he built an adobe house with two rooms. We moved in before they were finished, but were happy to be under the shelter of a shingle roof, this being the first time we had owned such a luxury. In our log cabins LIFE SKETCHES. 155 every time after a hard rain we would have a certain amount of plaster to cl^an up, so of course we appreciated the change. In the summer of 1855, grasshoppers came in swarms, destroying the crops and gardens. They took us by surprise at first, but finally the people rallied and waged war with the enemy; ditches were dug, into which the grasshoppers were driven, and afterwards covered with dirt or drowned with water. Still they came and swept the land, till scarcely a vestige of any- thing green could be seen; at times they were so thick in the air that we could hardly see the sun. This caused much suffering. Flour was scarce, and many of the people lived on bran bread. My husband sold a horse for 120, with which he bought a little flour; but for a short time we fared no better than those who lived on the bran diet. Having a desire to assist my husband, and being handy at cutting and fitting dresses, I used to take in sewing, which was done by hand, as there were no sewing machines in Farmington at that time- I also taught school two or three 156 LIFE SKETCHES. terms in my own house. The grasshoppers came again the next year, but did not do so much damage. On the 24th of July, 1857, when my third child, Ella, was a little over three weeks old, there was an excursion to Big Cotton wood Canyon, which is twelve miles below Salt Lake City; but the excursionists had to go about ten miles up the canyon before they arrived at the place appointed for their day's enjoyment. My husband was called to go as one of the guards, or minute men. A company of these men had been selected from different settlements, and they were expected to be ready at a moment's warning, as there was often trouble with the Indians. This made it necessary for them to have their clothing and firearms in readiness. President Young, and quite a company from Salt Lake City, were going on this excursion, my sisters being among the number; also some of our neighbors in Farmington were going. This made me have a desire to go too. So, not listening to the advice of those having better judgment, who said my babe was too young, I LIFE SKETCHES. 157 went along, leaving my little boys in the care of Sister Knowles. Thinking there would be very little to do, I supposed it would be nice to ride up there and back; but having to travel over some pretty rough road, the jolting of the wagon affected me, and by the time we got half-way up the canyon, where we camped for the night, I felt quite sick, and repented having left home; but it was too late to 'think of returning. With the kind care of Sisters Sariah Tyler and Ann Walker, who camped with us, I got along very well; felt much better the next day, and en- joyed in a measure the beautiful scenery at the top of the mountains, or rather the little basin of land among the crags that had been chosen for the occasion. In this basin there was a lake, where many of the excursionists went fish- ing, while others took walks through the hills or engaged in the dance. On the 25th all returned to their homes in safety. It was that Twenty -fourth, while in the tops of the mountains, that President Young received word that a company of soldiers called John- 158 LIFE SKETCHES son's Army, were on the road to Utah, with the intention of killing the Mormon men and occu- pying their homes. President Young prophe- sied in the name of the Lord that they would never enter the Yalley of the Great Salt Lake until the Latter-day Saints permitted them to. His words were fulfilled, for the army was kept in the mountains all winter. Our men were inter- spersed through the canyons and ravines, and their numbers were perhaps magnified in the eyes of the enemy, as in days of old, when the Lord made a few men to appear like a multi- tude. The soldiers of the army were afraid to come any farther, and it was learned afterward that many of them suffered from cold and hunger. President Young, hearing that they had no salt, sent them some from Salt Lake, which they refused at first, but finally took it, as there was no other chance of getting any. My husband and many others were in the moun- tains standing guard in their turn from the middle of August until January, when they returned home. LIFE SKETCHES. 169 CHAPTER XVL SALMON RIVER TRAGEDY. THE MOVE SOUTH. In March, 1858, word came to us that the Indians had made a raid on the settlers at Salmon River (at a place over 400 miles north of Farmington,) and that help was needed imme- diately. Some two years previous a few families from Farmington had been sent there to make a settlement, with Brother Thomas Smith as president of the mission. They were living in a fort which they had built to protect themselves from the Indians, who at this particular time were quite hostile. The Indians in trying to steal and drive off the stock of the settlers (which they succeeded in doing) killed two men, George McBride and James Miller, and wounded six others, namely, Thomas Smith, Oliver Eobinson, Andrew Quigley, Fountain Welch, Orson Rose, and a man by the name of Shurtliff. The Indians had surrounded the 160 LIFE SKETCHES. fort, and for days the inmates lived in fear of their lives, not knowing what the end might be. Yet by watching their opportunity, two men managed to leave the fort in the night and go for help. Traveling day and night, they only stopped to rest their horses until they reached the settlements of our people. My husband was among the number who went to their assist- ance. The families were moved back to their former homes, and the mission was broken up. It was never President Young's way to en- courage hostile measures with the Lamanites, but to show them the better way of life by treating them with forbearance and brotherly kindness. He therefore considered it best to re- call those whom he had sent there, and wait a more favorable time for building up that portion of the country. Soon after that, negotiations were entered into by the leaders of our people and the officers of Johnson's Army, by which the soldiers were allowed to pass through Salt Lake City and camp in the western part of the valley. Not knowing how well they would carry out the LIFE SKETCHES. 161 treaty, President Young sent word to all the northern settlements of Utah to gather up their effects and move to the south. By the middle of May every town and village north, and nearly all the homes in Salt Lake City, were vacated. A few men were left- to stand guard and to apply the torch to their houses if neces- sary ; for they had made preparations to burn their dwellings rather than let their enemies in- habit them. Never was such a thing known in modern history, such union among a people in listening to the call of one man. But this was by reason of the same Spirit inspiring the people of God as that by which His Prophet spoke. The sheep knew the voice of the good shepherd. The sacrifice was made and accepted of God, The people were saved through faith and their obedience to counsel Our family went as far as Springville, fifty-six miles from Salt Lake City, and camped on a lot owned by John Pine. His family were very kind indeed; they gave us vegetables, and helped us in different ways. It was the same 162 LIFE SKETCHES. throughout the entire community; there was a general feeling to assist. In the meantime the army came into the valley, passed through Salt Lake City very quietly, and took up their abode west of . the Jordan Eiver and south of Salt Lake Valley, at a place called Cedar Valley. Their settlement they named Camp Floyd. Soon after the soldiers had passed through the city word was sent from head-quarters that the people were at liberty to return to their homes, which most of them did as speedily as possible. When we arrived in Farmington, it was the very picture of a deserted village. Having been gone two months, the gardens and yards were over-run with weeds and grass. A few potatoes that had been left in our house had withered and dried up; but I soaked some of them out and cooked them. Some of the farmers had sowed considerable wheat in the spring before leaving their homes, and had returned at different times to water it, thereby saving enough for their bread. LIFE SKETCHES. 163 CHAPTER XVIL THE TRIAL OF SICKNESS AND DEATH, WORDS OF PRES. HEBER C. KIMBALL. MY fourth child, Howard was born July 27th, 1859, He was a bright healthy baby, but was taken sick and died, when fourteen months old. I had been so happy previous to this; the trials of poverty and sickness that we had passed through were nothing compared to this great sorrow that had overtaken me; and I mourned for my babe incessantly. Perhaps being feeble in body made me feel the loss more than if I had been healthy and strong. I was ill most of the next winter, and carne near to death a num- ber of times; yet notwithstanding I longed to see my babe, I did not wish to die, but wanted to live to rear my other children, realizing what it was to be left motherless at an early age. I prayed to the Lord constantly, and told Him if He would spare my life, I would try to keep His commandments and serve Him to the best 164 LIFE SKETCHES. of my ability. My prayers were answered, and I lived to have eight more children, but only raised four out of the eight; therefore my life has been intermingled with joys and sorrows. It is not necessary for me to relate all the epi- sodes that I have passed through, but I will briefly touch upon some of the more important ones. On the 29th of March, 1861, my son George was born. My next child Clarence, died when nineteen months old with the measles which dis- ease at that time proved fatal to a great many of the young children in our settlement. While attending the funeral of little Clarence, Orson who was just getting over the measles, took cold in his eyes; inflammation set in, and for nearly five years he was not able to do any work when the sun shone bright, or when there was snow on the ground. This was quite a trial to us, but I had faith that some day his eyes would get well and my hopes were realized. For after a num- ber of years, he had occasion to go to Montana .as a teamster, and the change of air strength- LIFE SKETCHES. 165- ened his sight, so that he could soon do- with- out using glasses. In 1866, when my daughter Lucy was a few months old, I had occasion to go to the city;, and while on my way to Brother Savage's Art gallery, where I had some business, met Pres- ident Heber C. Kimball. He looked at me very sharply for a few seconds, then after shaking hands, walked with me to the gallery, talking as we went. At the door we met my sister Ellen and my brother Howard. President Kimball continued the conversation, which wa& mostly directed to myself. He seemed to read me like a book, and to understand my inmost thoughts. In speaking of the future, he said it was not best for us to know what was ahead of us, or we might not be able to stand; said I did not begin to know what was before me; but told me to continue as faithful as I had been, and all would be well, for there was a great work for me to do. He cautioned me about telling what I knew; said he knew things. that he had never told to a living soul. He gave me good counsel and spoke words of encouragement, which sank 166 LIFE SKETCHES. deep into my heart, words that I hav pondered over many times since and wondered what they meant. CHAPTER XVffl. MARRIAGE AND DEATH OF SISTER LUCY. ON the 2nd of January, 1867, my sister Lucy was married to George W. Grant, Jr. In one year from that time wanting three days, she died and was buried on the anniversary of her wedding day. Little did I think the year before, when she came up to wait upon me in my sickness, that she would be the first to go to the other side. Yet it brought to my mind a saying of my father, in one of his letters to us from Eng- land; he told Ellen that she should have the privilege of bringing Lucy up to womanhood, which was verified. OBITUARY. DESERET NEWS, DEC. 30, 1867. "Died, in this city, in child bed, at noon yes- terday, Lucy C. Spencer Grant, wife of Elder LIFE SKETCHES. George W. Grant, now south at St. Thomas on a mission. "Sister Lucy C. Spencer was the daughter of Orson and Catharine C. Spencer. She was born October 9th, 1842 in Nauvoo, Illinois, and was at her death, twenty-five years, two months and twenty days old. Brother Orson Spencer's touching account of the circumstances under which he left Nauvoo, and the death of his be- loved wife, published in his Letters, has made all the Saints familiar with his family. Every reader of those Letters has felt a great interest in his children. At the death of her mother, Lucy was very young, her oldest sister, Ellen, (Mrs. H. B. Clawson) though but a girl, acted the part of mother to her. * * * "The deceased was married to Elder George W. Grant about twelve months ago. The news of her sudden death will be a heavy shock to her husband ; and also her brother George, who started for the Muddy a few weeks ago. Her death has cast a gloom over a wide circle of re- latives and friends. Even now it can scarcely be realized that she has been snatched away so 168 LIFE SKETCHES. suddenly and unexpectedly by death. Every one who knew her might well have anticipated for her a prolonged life of happiness and usefulness. On Saturday afternoon she went out riding with her sister, Mrs. Clawson, and felt well all Sat- urday evening and night. Her child was born at 9 a. m. on Sunday, and still survives; but at noon she was a corpse. Her funeral will take place at 2 p. m. tomorrow, from the Thirteenth Ward Assembly Kooms, where the friends of the fam- ily are invited to attend." Brother George Grant upon hearing the sad news of his wife's death, returned to Salt Lake City, broken hearted and lonely. He survived her only four years and a half, then passed away. Sister Lucy's babe, a little girl, named for its mother, was taken care of by her Grand mother Grant, and is still living. LIFE SKETCHES. 169 CHAPTER XIX, A TRYING ORDEAL. MISSION OF ELDER THOMAS ROGERS TO ENGLAND. MY next child after Lucy, a little girl, died when three months old of whooping cough. The winter following, my health was worse than usual, and in the spring I passed through an or- deal that I think well to mention. The meas- les had broken out again in Farmington, and proved fatal to many. At that time I had a desire to go to the city and visit my sisters, and not be- ing able to do much work at home, it was thought the change might do me good; so I went. After stopping in the city nearly two weeks, the time drew near for me to go home but I was not able to go, having been prostrated with those old distressed spells. About 'this time Lucy, the only child I had with me, came down with measles. It seemed she must have been exposed before leaving home; scarlet-fever set in which endangered her life. When the 12 170 LIFE SKETCHES. disease was at its height, Ellen's baby, Ivy, al- so came down .with measles. I was the cause of all this trouble; I had brought sickness to my sister's family and could not even wait on myself or little girl. This wore on me until I was almost beside myself with grief; my mind became diseased, and I experienced the most horrible feelings imaginable. One night they thought Ivy was going to die, and if I ever prayed fervently to the Lord, it was then, that He would spare the lives of our children; but if either child was to be taken it might be mine. I could not endure the thought of my sister los- ing her babe, for she had already buried* four children. While in the midst of this anxiety, lying on my bed, wondering if the Lord had in : deed forsaken us, all at once a change came over me ; everything seemed so lovely and beau- tiful, and I was as happy as could b for a few minutes. I saw no person, heard no voice, yet knew the Comforter was there, and accepted it as such, feeling to thank the Lord for even a glimmer of light. The children were both spared, but the or- LIFE SKETCHES. 171 deal was not over. For on the 7th of April I gave birth to a son, which was premature and only lived five hours, just long enough to be named and blessed. There was not a man about the place at the time; but a child was sent out on the street to see if som-e one could not be found coining from Conference. My sis- ter Catharine's husband, Brigham Young, Jr., and another brother came in time to bless my babe before it expired. I asked sister Ellen if what I was then pass- ing through, could be what Brother Kimball meant when he talked with me that day by the Art Gallery. She thought not. I wish here to express my gratitude to those who have befriended me in times of sickness and sorrow. My sisters, Ellen and Catharine have acted the part of mother to me; they being bet- ter off as to this world's goods, have helped me to many needed comforts; and my brothers*-in- law Hiram B .Clawson and Brigham Young, Jr., have been just as kind; for I have had occasion to stay at their houses weeks at a time, when sick or troubled, mostly at their expense, and 172 LIFE SKETCHES. never heard a word of complaint. They were ever ready to get anything necessary to make me comfortable. At the time of which I have written in this chapter, my recovery was slow; but after a time I was able to return home to my family. Brother John Leavitt and Brother James T. Smith of Farmington, had both lost their wives of meas- les during my absence. At the spring conference my husband had been called to go to Europe on a mission ; there- fore after my return home he made preparatin to leave, starting in June, 1869, in company with Brother Lot Smith, of Farmington, and my brother Howard Spencer, of Salt Lake City. My boys Orson and Lo'ce, aged seventeen and fifteen years, carried on the work of the farm, getting up the wood, etc. There was no coal to burn in those days, and all of our fuel had to be hauled by going four or five miles up the can- yon. My sons generally went along with other men or boys and their teams; and sometimes when they were late getting home, I would be a little worried, but not much, for I always gave LIFE SKETCHES. 173 them into the hands of the Lord, and felt quite sure they would return safe at night. The next year grasshoppers came again, and threatened to destroy the crops, but through the unceasing energy of the people and the mercies of God, a little grain was saved. We had five acres of wheat put in. This the hoppers did not disturb very much until it was headed out and being very anxious to save some of it, I went with my children every day for two weeks and drove grasshoppers, only stopping long enough to get our meals, and do other necessary work. By this means we saved twenty-four bushels of wheat, although some persons had predicted that we would not save a kernel. After my husband arrived in Liverpool, he was appointed to labor in the Leeds branch, England. He was faithful as a missionary, and gained many friends, but as the climate did not agree with him, (after stopping one year) he was honorably released, and returned home in July, 1870. 171 LIFE SKETCHES CHAPTER XX. DUTY AND AFFECTION OF CHILDREN SOR- ROW AGAIN. IN March, 1871, my son Orson was em- ployed by the Z. C. M. I. Store, Salt Lake City. This was on the recommendation of his uncle, Hiram B. Clawson, Orson himself being un- known to the firm. As young men generally have to commence at the foot of the ladder my son was no exception to the rule, but began by driving a delivery wagon, which occupation he followed for a number of years. Being steady in his habits, by studying nights to prepare himself for a better position, he was afterwards received into the store. Later on he traveled through the southern part of Utah, selling goods for the company. He married a young lady from Ephraim, Sanpete County, by the name of Kate Madsen. LIFE SKETCHES. 175 In the spring of '82, Spencer Clawson, son of H. B. Clawson, who was going into the mercan- tile business for himself, engaged Orson's ser- vices, and later admitted him as a partner in the firm. Although settled in life, and rearing a family of his own, Orson does not forget the love and duty he has ever shown his parents, but is still thoughtful of their comfort, and always ready to help them when necessary. At one time I had need of means to replenish my wardrobe and knew not where it was to come from. The spirit whispered "Ask Orson for help, and he shall receive it back four-fold- " Accord- ingly I wrote Orson a letter telling him that if he could help me to what I needed, I felt to say that he would get it back four-fold. As usual he responded by sending the things required. A few months after this, while Orson was going from the Store to his home, something lying in the road attracted his attention; he stooped down and picked up what proved to be some money tied up in a cloth. 176 LIFE SKETCHES. The first thought was that a miner had dropped it, for the cloth was quite dirty. He therefore advertised it; but no owner came. When he was telling me of the "find," I asked him how much money there was. He answered "four-fold." My other children, both boys and girls, do all in their power to make their father and mother comfortable. Lo'ce at one time came up from Arizona where he had been sent on a mission, and with the help of his brother George, made a number of trips to the canyon, and hauled out logs and wood, which were turn- ed into means to build us a new room. And George, by working on the railroad, raised means to help furnish the room. During one of the above mentioned trips to the canyon, an incident occurred which made such an impres- sion on my mind, that I wrote a sketch of it, and forwarded the same to The Juvenile Instruct- or for publication, a copy of which is repro- duced here. The editor gave the title to my sketch : LIFE SKETCHES. 177 MIRACULOUSLy SAVED. The following is a true story, and shows that the hand of God is over those who put their trust in Him. My two sons (both young men) went into the canyon for wood. They had loaded their carts with logs and were ready to hitch on theii horses preparatory to returning home. The cart of the elder brother was on a steep side hill, and not being in a good position for him to hitch on the team, he thoughtlessly took the blocks from under the wheels and tried to twist the tongue a little, but it would not move. He got hold of the single-tree, standing with his back down hill, and pulled quite hard, when all at once the cart started, and in an instant he was caught between the load and a stump that stood a few feet below. The first thing he did was to call his brother, who was a short distance from the hill. He then exerted all his strength to free himself from his perilous position, but to no purpose, at the same time exclaiming: " My God ! my 178 LIFE SKETCHES. God! my God!'' realizing that he was being crushed to death. His brother came quickly, but could render no assistance, it being impossible, as they thought, to either unload or cut away the stump in time to save his life. And when it seemed that he could stand it no longer and that he must die, all at once he was lifted as it were by some unseen power, so that he got out perfectly easy, needing only a little help to extricate one foot which was fast. As soon as he was clear of the load, he said "Thank God, I am free ! I am free !" He was very weak, and came near fainting, but that feeling passed off> and in a short time he was on his way home. His injuries were not serious; his back trou- bled him some, and his limbs were bruised, which caused him to limp for a few days, but he was soon able to return to his work. Words cannot express the thankfulness that I felt when they returned home and related what had occurred. The elder brother had always been prayerful, and had great faith in God. LIFE SKETCHES. 179 His faith was strengthened, and he always looked upon it as being saved by a power from on high, from a dreadful death. It was also a witness to the younger brother, for when I asked him what he thought about it, he said, ''Mother, some one helped him out." My tenth child, which we named William, was born on the 31st of May, 1871, and only lived until the 17th of August, then died of cholera infantum. I had lotted so much 011 this child, and now he was taken ; this making three children that 1 had lost in succession. Of my ten children only five remained. It seemed indeed as if my last hope was gone, as I felt that I had no health or strength to have any more family, And I almost lost faith in God; for once in my life, I even doubted the existence of a Supreme Being. One day while reflecting on these things, one of father's letters came to my mind, wherein he said, "Trust in God though he slay you." I caught at the suggestion, which had surely been 180 LIFE SKETCHES. given by the Spirit of the Lord, and went to Him in prayer, asking Him to forgive me for my lack of faith, and to grant nnto me strength to endure, feeling that I would put my trust in Him henceforth and forever. After this I felt better in spirit, was baptized for my health, visited some of the good sisters and found com- fort in conversing with them. Subsequently, when pondering these .things over, I felt that perhaps all the people of God would have to pass through certain ordeals to prove whether they would trust in Him to the end. Their con- dition might be likened to those clinging to the rod of iron, in the dream of Lehi, Book of Mormon, I. Nephi, 8th chapter. They could not see their way before them, but by holding fast to the Word of God, which was the inter- pretation of the rod of iron, they finally reached the tree of life, partook of the fruit and were happy. I felt willing to follow the counsel of my father, and was well repaid for my trust; for two more children were given me, Leone and -Curtis; and since that time I have been blessed beyond my expectations. LIFE SKETCHES. 181 On the 29th of November, 1871, 1 was chosen to fill the office of Secretary in the Relief So- ciety of Farmington; which position I held un- til February, 1893. CHAPTER XXL BROTHER HOWARD. BEFORE proceeding farther with my personal account, I wish to relate a little of the experi- ence of my two brothers, Howard and George Spencer. Howard was one of the fearless kind of men who never think of danger, or shirking any duty. Belonging to the company of minute men spoken of previously, he was always on hand to go out with scouting parties when the Indians were troublesome, or for other causes. Under the generalship of Daniel H- Wells, and Hiram B. Clawson, in the fall of 1857, he went into the mountains to assist in keeping John- son's Army from entering the Valley; and with 182 LIFE SKETCHES. the others thus engaged, shared the dangers and exposures of that memorable expedition. In March, 1859, he was sent to Bush Valley to move some cattle from a ranch owned by Uncle Daniel Spencer and others, to another place. Some of the soldiers of Camp Floyd, were stationed near the ranch, and feeling en- mity towards our people, showed their spite by killing the stock occasionally. Howard and a young man by the name of Clift, were selected to go and assist in the removal of the stock. Arriving about sundown, before eating his sup- per, Howard went to the corral to feed the cat- tle. A sergeant and some soldiers from camp came into the yard and ordered Howard to drive the cattle out. This he refused to do, saying he had been sent there to feed them, and if the stock were to be driven out they must do it them- selves. At this the sergeant, who it seemed had come there for the purpose of quarrelling, raised his gun to strike. Howard seeing the move- ment lifted his pitchfork to parry the blow, which he saw descending upon his head; the blow came nevertheless, breaking the pitchfork LIFE SKETCHES. 183 handle in three pieces and crushing his skull. Howard fell insensible. The soldiers carried him into a tent close by laying his head down- hill, as if he were nothing more than a log. While this was going on, Luke Johnson, a friend of ours, was in another tent, conversing with the officer in command. Hearing the commotion they went to learn what the trouble was, and saw the condition that Howard was in. Luke, seeing the blood flowing from his ears, nose and mouth, instantly raised his head, and placed him in a better position. A physician was sent for from Camp Floyd, and the wounds exam- ined, which the doctor thought would prove fa- tal. A rough couch was prepared upon which the sufferer was placed; and the dear friend Luke remained with him all that night and the next day, until help came from Salt Lake City. The doctor had left some medicine which was to be given to the patient at intervals during the * night. Brother Johnson being somewhat of a physician himself, examined the medicine and found poison in the mixture; he therefore threw it into the fire, substituting a soothing stimulant ]84 LIFE SKETCHES. in its place. When the doctor called the next morning, he said the medicine had worked ad- mirably. I heard the particulars of this terrible affair from Brother Johnson's own lips, and the facts are as here stated. It should be said of the officer in command that he did not sanction the outrage committed, but apparently regretted it very much and the sergeant was arrested and dealt with. When news reached the City, President Brigham Young sent his carriage and things necessary for 'Howard's comfort and Doctor Sprague, Uncle Daniel and my brother George, rode a distance of fifty or sixty miles, returning with the sufferer in the night; stopping on the way at Cousin Charles and Margaret Spen- cer's. They lived at the point of the moun- tain, near where GarfieJd, the well known bath- ing resort is.novv situated. Howard was delirious for days after receiving the injury. The motion of the carriage coming to the city caused him great pain, and Cousin Margaret came in with him, holding his head and endeavoring to soothe his distress. LIFE SKETCHES. 185 Doctors Anderson an- -^^r -i 290 LIFE SKETCHES. oh how sweet will be the meet - ing, When then 'twill seem but just an eve - ning, Since ~i2~~ Je sus calls the res-ur - rec- tion day! Ah, her sweet spirit took its heav'nward flight. Such __u At God's well we know that Je-sus lives, scenes as this are ev'-ry day, LIFE SKETCHES. 291 =i: 9 &-*- *~*~? **$** doth the lovely fragrant flow'rs; And hand we mortals cannot tay; And idCgyf =3=^\ =t=c===n 5jg .V5*fefc: *- F s*s=a=*t when He comes again to earth, no one knows the day or hour, P5=F Our When "^Zi * ^S 9 mother will a-gain be ours. He'll come forth in all His pow'r. 292 LIFE SKETCHES. CHORUS. Je-sus, dear Brother, Oh take, oh take our |rzl?z^^=t=*=t*=^=*=Ct moth - er To Thy glorious home, And p--^ftr-*rl5 ; K_?_? 1-+ i Liq_ __ H c^ jR. /TN -TV seat her near un - to Thy throne! 1- LIFE SKETCHES. 293 DEATH OF ELDER THOMAS ROGERS. FROM THE DAVIS COUNTY CLIPPER. * * * * ^c "THOMAS Rogers, whose death occurred on the 16th of September, 1896, was not only one of the early settlers of Farmington, but one of the old timers, and was intimately acquainted with the Prophet Joseph Smith, having had the pri- vilege of eating and sleeping with him, * * * Deceased was born in October 1827, at Falkirk, Scotland, and while very young moved with his parents to Canada, and subsequently to Kirt- land and Nauvoo. He shared with the Saints in all their moves, arriving in Salt Lake City in the fall of 1848. * * * Of the seven chil- dren now living, all except his son Andrew L., who was called to settle in Arizona many years ago, were present at his funeral. * * * The pall- bearers were his half brother, William Lam- oreaux, Spencer Clawson, B. S. Young and his three sons, Orson, George and Curtis." * * * 291 LIFE SKETCHES. FROM THE DESEEET NEWS. "The funeral services over the remains of Eld- er Thomas Eogers were held at the family resi- dence, inFarmington, Friday morning. A large concourse of friends and relatives were in attend- ance. The deceased was one of the early set- tlers of this country and many of the pioneers were there to pay their last respects to their old friend and comrade. "The services were presided over by Bishop Secrist. The Farmington Ward choir rendered the hymn, 'The Resurrection Day,' which was followed by an invocation by Elder C. W. Stay- ner. Mrs Dora Robinson sang Eliza R Snow's beautiful hymn, 'O my Father.' Bishop Se- crist was the first speaker. He paid a tribute to the integrity of Brother Rogers whom he had known for many years, and whom he had al- ways found ready to perform whatsoever was asked of him. Elder John W. Hess addressed remarks of consolation to the bereaved family and paid further tributes to the departed one, whose life here on earth had been one of "peace and LIFE SKETCHES. '295 good will to all men. ' ' Elder Brigham Young of the Council of the Apostles then addressed the mourners and friends; he had been associated with Brother Rogers in the earlier history of the Church as a missionary to Europe and also as an Indian fighter, Brother Rogers having been one of the trusty minute men of Utah's early days. In the course of his remarks Elder Young set forth the hope of the Latter-day Saints as regards their dead, and referred to death as being rather the 'inception and not the destruction of life.' In closing he said, 'Brother Thomas Rogers has gone to meet his God; to rest with the righteous and the faithful . who have gone before. The lesson we learn in this is, 'Be ye also ready.' He closed his tribute to the memory of the dead by invoking God's choicest blessings upon the living. "A quartette composed of Mrs Dora Robinson, soprano, Miss Mamie Clark, contralto, Nephi O. Palmer, Tenor, and Jos. E. Robinson, basso, very artistically rendered 'I Need Thee Every Hour. ' "The benediction was pronounced by Elder 296 LIFE SKETCHES. Jacob Miller. The remains were taken to Salt Lake City this afternoon for interment, where the mother of Elder Rogers is buried." On the 20th of January following my hus- band's death, little Eoger E. Avery, ten months old, my daughter Lucy's only child, died after an illness of five weeks. Lucy had been to Farmington to see her father in his last sick- ness. When she came to the bedside, he notic- ed the baby in her arms and put up his hand as if to play with it. It seemed singular, we thought, for previously he had paid very little attention to any of us. The precious little one following so soon after its grandfather, caused us to think that there must have been a bond between them which death was not long to separate. LIXES BY L. L. GREENE RICHARDS. AFFECTIONATELY INSCRIBED TO SISTER AURELIA S. ROGERS ON THE DEATH OF HER HUSBAND, ELDER THOMAS ROGERS. '"True until death!' Can mere be said? Unto all those who weepeth, May we not say of the blessed dead, 'He is not dead, but sleepeth?' LIFE SKETCHES. 297 Sleepeth to waken, glad and young, When the song of the blest redeemed is sung. Though the vail of death to mortal view Seemeth forever clouded, The spirit home of the just and true Cannot be darkly shrouded. We should see, could the vail but be withdrawn, A realm of light where our friend hath gone. Husband and father, gone before, Thou leavest thy loved ones to mourn for thee: Whilst thou preparesta place once more, That where thou art they may also be; Than earth home brighter and better far, In the house where the many mansions are. But God regard eth the widow's tear, Our Father heareth the orphan's moan; Oh! wife beloved, and children dear, Look up in faith; ye are not alonel May the Comforter guide ye safely o'er, To the home of the loved ones gone before. 298 LIFE SKETCHES. CHAPTER XIV. PRIMARIES IN BOX ELDER AND CACHE STAKES. DURING the few years that my manuscript was laid away in a place of safety, my life work was going on just the same. Many things occurred to make me feel joyful and happy, while others were of a sorrowful nature and are best not dwelt much upon. Cheerfulness and pleasant thoughts help to produce longevity, and are traits that should be cultivated. A favorite motto with me is "Always look on the bright side of every- thing," and if anything has been written in these pages of an opposite nature, it was because it seemed necessary. In these years of waiting, I have had many privileges; have attended Primary Conferences in other stakes than our own; also visited the City of Washington, the great Capitol of the United States of America. LIFE SKETCHES. 299 These trips I will touch briefly upon, as they have filled niches in my life's history that can- not well be passed over without notice. On the 12th of June, 1893, I visited a Primary Confer- ence in Brigham City, Box Elder Co. , which was conducted under the able management of President Alvira Reese and her assistants, Nephena Madsen and Amelia Graehl; went to the Opera House in the evening and listened to an excellent program, rendered by the children of the different wards. I stopped in Brigham City a few days visiting relatives and friends, among whom were the families of President Rudger Clawson and Brother Nathan Cheney. Also visited Willard City, after which I accom- panied Sister Lillie T. Freeze to Logan, Cache County. Sister Freeze had come to Brigham City to attend the Young Ladies' Conference and was going to Cache in the interest of the Primary. At the depot in Logan we were met by Counselor Mattie Hansen, who took us to her home where we enjoyed her hospitality. The next day, on the 19th, attended the Stake Primary Conference, where we met President 300 LIFE SKETCHES. Jane Molen, and her other Counselor, Emma Pike. Went with Brother and Sister Molen, in the evening to their home in Hiram. Brother Simpson M. Molen is one of the Presidency in the Cache Valley Stake. The brethren spared no pains to make our visits through their val- ley enjoyable, traveling with us from place to place, and also attending our meetings. While in Cache, I met many early acquaint- ances. Elder Orson Smith, President of Cache Stake, when quite young lived neighbor to us in Farmington. Also Sister Anna Hansen, who presides over the Wellsville Primary was born in Farmington, next door to us. Brother Will- iam Hendricks and his wife Alvira of Eich- mond, were our Nauvoo neighbors. At the home of Sister Hansen in Wellsville, where Sister Freeze and I stayed all night, I was quite ill for a few hours, and retired early. President Jane Molen was also there having come so far, on her visit through the county. In the evening I was startled with hearing the sweetest singing and music imaginable, which LIFE SKETCHES, 301 proceeded from another room of the house. Brother Hansen and his wife, assisted by others of his household, and the visitors, were the choir. They sang several hymns, with organ accompa- niment; but when the words "Nearer my God to Thee," fell upon my ear, I felt that I was in a realm like unto Heaven, and that I was indeed near to my God. CHAPTER XV. VISITS TO ATLANTA, GEORGIA, AND WASH- INGTON, D. C IN endeavoring to touch briefly upon the inci- dents connected with my visits to the above named places, I find that two lengthy chapters are the result. And yet it seems that little has been said, for so much has been left out that is of great interest to me. In November, 1894, I was nominated and elected delegate to a Woman's Suffrage Con- vention, to be held in the City of Atlanta, 302 LIFE SKETCHES Georgia. This honor was conferred at a con- vention held in Farmington, by the delegates of the Woman's Suffrage Association of Davis County. Not only did my friends sustain me by their votes, but they generously provided the necessary means to pay all the expenses of the occasion. Accordingly pn the 2tith of January, 1895, I left Salt Lake City, by train, for the East, in company with Mrs, Emmeline B. Wells, of Salt Lake City, President of the Woman's Suffrage Association of Utah, and Mrs. Marilla Daniels of Provo, delegate to the convention from Utah County. Our trip across the plains was a pleasant one, and quite different to the one taken many years ago, when we came to the Valley with ox teams. We passed through cities, and saw many fine buildings; in other places the country looked like a dense forest of trees, among which were some little huts set upon blocks for foundations; these huts were mostly occupied by colored people. Memories of the past were awakened as we crossed the Mississippi River on a bridge three -fourths of LIFE SKETCHES. 303 a mile long. This same rirer I had crossed over on a ferry boat about fifty years ago, at the time the 8aints were driven from Nauvoo. As we neared the Eastern States, the lay of the country looked quite familiar, although I had never been over the same ground before. The hills, valleys and forests must have been similar to those I had traversed when a child; for often my little playmates and myself have taken our baskets and gone berrying, as there were all kinds of wild fruit growing in abundance; such as blackberries, strawberries, whortleberries, and wintergreen berries. Walnuts, hickory- nuts, hazelnuts, etc., were also very plentiful. Many a time in Middlefield I have gone into the maple groves, after the trees had been tapped, and with a dipper drank of the sap before it was put into a kettle that hung over a fire close by, to be boiled down into syrup, or made into sugar. After a journey of three days and a half, we arrived in the City of Atlanta, where we were met at the depot, by two ladies and a gentle- man. (Previous to this our badges of yellow 304 LIFE SKETCHES. ribbon had been put on.) One of the ladies came up to me and asked if I were Susan B. Anthony. She was informed to the contrary, and I wondered if there could be a resemblance between us, and whether I ought to feel com- plimented. The same evening I met Miss Anthony for the first time, in the Committee room of the Aragon, the hotel to which our escort had taken us upon our arrival. Miss Anthony is tall and thin, wears glasses and is not very handsome, so I thought I might look like her; but when she smiled, and began talk- ing to the ladies, the expression of her face was lovely. And the next day at the Convention, she walked with such grace, and presided with such dignity, that I felt quite honored with the possible resemblance. The Committee meetings of the Woman's Suffrage Association, held in the Aragon were numerous. Mrs. Daniels was a member of the Executive Committee and I of the Committee on Eesolutions. The Aragon hotel is a building six stories high. Sister Daniels and myself took a room LIFE SKETCHES. 305 on the fourth floor, Sister Wells taking one adjoining ours, which she occupied alone. We went to and from our room on the elevator. There was one window but no outside view to the room, and it was lit up with electric light. The waiters, both men and women, were colored; when we wanted hot water, we gave three rings of the bell, two for ice water, and one if a boy were wanted. We attended two and three meetings in the De Gives Opera House every day of the week that we remained in Atlanta. Many of the lady speakers were eloquent, and a spirit of kindness and good will prevailed. They were advocating the cause of humanity, and wanted the poor and suffering looked after, j^mong the speakers were many distinguished women of whom I had read and heard much, but had never hoped to have the pleasure of seeing and hearing personally. Sunday forenoon I visited the Unitarian Church. After the services the privilege was given for any one to speak. A number of gentlemen and ladies from other places re- 806 LIFE SKETCHES. sponded. I also spoke and told them I was from Utah. This immediately aroused curiosity, and many questions were asked concerning our people, which I answered to the best of my ability. In the afternoon, heard the Rev. Anna Shaw preach to an immense audience, and was much interested. In the evening, attended a reception in the parlors of the Aragon, where there was a general time of in- troducing and handshaking. Had the honor of speaking to the Governor of Georgia. On the 5th, visited Decator, a city seven miles from Atlanta. Keturning, passed by a cemetery where hundreds of soldiers were buried and a great battle fought at the time of the Civil War. Saw a place where there had been a skirmish, and a spy had been captured and hung. I listened to the recital of these things with peculiar feelings; to think I was passing over ground where such terrible scenes had been enacted. The next day in the afternoon, took train for Washington, D. C., where we arrived early on the morning of the 7th; stopped at the depot LIFE SKETCHES. 307 where President Garfield was shot. Saw the very spot where he fell, which was marked by a star on the floor. Our business in Washington was to attend the Second Triennial Congress of the National Council of Women. On our way, in looking for rooms for lodging, we passed through Central Market which is one block long, and full of everything imaginable to eat. Sister Daniels and I engaged a room of Mrs. M. F. Palmer, 710, llth Street; Sister Wells stopped with some relations of hers, a Mr. and Mrs. Hall. Our room was on the second floor, had three windows, and was warmed by a register. As the Congress would not open until the 18th of February, we took advantage of the interven- ing time to visit the most noted places in the city. Every Sabbath we attended some Church. The first one visited in Washington was the Baptist Church Sunday School; the School was graded the same as ours in Utah. There were over six hundred in attendance. On our way home, stopped at the Lutheran Church and LIFE SKETCHES. listened to the services; the singing in both places was fine. Since leaving home we had realized the hand of Providence in our journey ings, and felt that we were being watched over by an unseen power. I myself had many evidences of this. When going, to our meeting one evening, my hand bag which was on my arm, must have slipped off and fallen to the pavement; for a gentleman from behind walked up, and handing me the bag, asked if it was mine? When I saw it, my heart was in my mouth for a moment at the thought of its probable loss, for the side- walk was crowded with people. I thanked the man for his kindness, and took good care not to lose it again. Aside from what the bag con- tained, it was a treasure in itself, and was doubly precious, having been handed to me by my dear niece, Lucy Grant, just before my leaving Salt Lake City, On Monday the llth of February we received another evidence. Sister Daniels and I, had put on our things with the intention of visiting the Capitol, when the lady of the house came LIFE SKETCHES. 309 in with a card from a gentleman below who wished to see us. I went down stairs, and Mr. Hall introduced himself; hearing of us from Mrs. Wells, he had called to make our ac- quaintance. Upon learning where we were go- ing, he volunteered his services as pilot, which were thankfully accepted. The street car took us to the Congressional Library building, which is unfinished inside. This building is next to the Capitol and takes up one block of ground. We went down into the lower rooms, and saw the enormous pipes that heat the whole house; also the furnaces with a clock and thermometer over each one, so the heat can be regulated. The building is fire proof, everything is made of brick, stone, iron and marble; the only bit of wood we saw was the window sash; there were thousands of little shelves in preparation for books. From here we went to the Capitol, Mr. Hall guiding us through the different rooms, for he seemed to understand everything, and pleasantly explained things to us. Upon enter- ing the grand rotunda in the center of the building, we sat down to rest, yet the gentleman, 310 LIFE SKETCHES. who was over seventy years of age, did not ap- pear weary with his walking. After resting, Mr. Hall took us into the gallery that overlooks the Senate Chamber, while the Senate was in session; and we heard Mr. Blackburn, who had the floor, discuss the railroad question. W^as it not wonderful that we should have such a privilege? If Mr. Hall had not been with us, we never could have gained access to certain rooms, especially a private library, where quite a num- ber of persons were reading and none were per- mitted to speak a loud word, or scarcely whisper. In this room our attention was called to the original Bible that Martin Luther translated into German. A few days later, we visited this same building again, as we had a desire to enter the House of Representatives, which was in the south wing of the Capitol. When we called, there was much confusion; quite different to the Senate when we visited it. The man in the chair kept rapping the gavel on the fable for order, but the men took little or no notice of it. I afterward went within seventy feet of the top of the dome, that being as far as we could go, I LIFE SKETCHES. 311 was a little too late to make the ascent with a company of ladies, and sister Daniels not feeling able to go with me, I went alone rather than be disappointed. In coming down the stairs I missed the door I started from and kept on going down till I reached the basement, when I was piloted to the room above, feeling very weary, having climbed three hundred and forty-eight steps, making six hundred and ninety -six steps going and coming. A day or two after we called on Mr. and Mrs. Hall, and had lunch with them. Afterwards went to a large printing house, which is five stories high. There are six hundred girls em- ployed in this building, besides a large number of men. I was informed that the machinery that prints on both sides at once, cost $100,000. 312 LIFE SKETCHES. CHAPTER XVL THE WHITE HOUSE THE WASHINGTON MON- UMENTCOUNCIL MEETINGS MOUNT VERNON-HOME AGAIN. AMONG the important buildings visited was the White House. By starting early, Sister Daniels and I had the privilege of going through the main rooms of the house. The first one of importance that we entered is the East room ; I called it the golden room as the furniture and painting are of that color. There are eight large looking-glasses, and some lovely plants. On the walls are portraits, most of them full length, of General Washington, his wife Martha and some of the other United States Presidents. There are three windows at each end of the room. Our guide took us from here to the green room parlor; the next is the blue room, in which President Cleveland was married. The last one LIFE SKETCHES. 313 is the red room, where the furniture, the carpets and everything are of that hue. Portraits of Presidents Cleveland, Garfield and others hang on the walls. Across the street from the White House is the United States Treasury building. The most of these buildings take up one block of ground each. In this one a guide took us into the vaults, and opened some massive iron doors where we had a view through the grating, of perhaps millions of dollars of gold and silver. In the room above, there was a large number of people, mostly ladies, counting paper money at their desks; they ran it through their ringers so swiftly that it seemed that they must make mistakes; but we were told this seldom occurred. Farther back we saw the large wheel that grinds up the bills after they have been redeemed with coin. The Washington Monument, which we went to see, is five hundred and fifty feet high, and is built in the south west part of the city, near the Potomac River. It is erected on an artificial mound of earth, and shows off to good ad van- 314 LIFE SKETCHES. tage. The only door or entrance faces east. After going inside we take seats on a bench, and wait for the elevator to return with the pas- sengers who have just gone up, which takes about fifteen or twenty minutes. Inside of the monument, there is barely room for the elevator and some narrow winding stairs, besides the bench we sit upon. The elevator takes its passengers within fifty feet of the top, when they alight and go into a small room with win- dows on the north, south, east and west; which gives the tourist a view of the city and the country, for miles around. In going up, and coming down, the elevator moves very slowly, therefore we have a chance to read the names of the different states and territories in the Union (Utah included) which are written on the stones they have furnished to help to build the monu- ment. These places of interest in Washington are mostly free to visitors. Thursday 14th, four more ladies arrived to at- tend the National Council from Salt Lake City : Mrs. Elmina S. Taylor, President of the Y. L. M. I. A., Minnie J. Snow, Susa Y. Gates, and LIFE SKETCHES. 315 Dr. Ellis K. Shipp. They had taken rooms in the Lockwqod House, and were anxious that we should go there too, so we could be near them. Consequently we moved the next Saturday, happy to be with our friends from home. Mrs. Belva A. Lockwood has visited Utah twice, and has shown kindness to our people on diff- erent occasions. While we were lodgers in her house, we were invited to take dinner with her one afternoon, the occasion being the birthday of her aged mother. On Sunday I visited a Sunday School of colored children in Mount Carmel Church. I was invited to speak and responded. Monday, the meeting of the National Coun- cil commenced in the Metzeratt Hall, which we attended, wearing our blue badges; these en- titled us to seats among the delegates. In the evening went to a reception at the Ebbitt House, Headquarters of the Council and one of the pop- ular hotels in the City. Sister Wells had taken a room there in connection with other prominent ladies. The ladies from Utah, had part of two 316 LIFE SKETCHES. evenings to deliver their speeches and read their papers. On the evening of the 20th, Mrs. Elmina S. Taylor presided. Mrs. Minnie J. Snow, read her paper, "The Ethical Side of Woman's Ed- ucation." Mrs. Susa Young Gates, read her paper, "What is Modern Education doing for American Girls," and also a paper by Mrs. Lillie T. Freeze, "The relative Importance of Pre- ventive to Corrective Work in Moral Keform." The next evening 'Mrs. Emmeline B. Wells took the chair. I had the honor of offering the opening prayer. The first reading was, "Her- edity and Progressionism," by Dr. Ellis E. Shipp; "The Sixth Sense," paper by Mrs. Sarah M. Kimball was read by Mrs. Marilla Daniels. "The Spirit of Keform Kednced to Practice," by Mrs. L. Lula Greene Pachards, was a paper which I should have read, but it was omitted for want of time. Mrs. E. B. Wells had time to read most of her article, "Forty Years in the Valley of the Great Salt Lake." Washington's birthday, February 22, was a grand affair; companies of soldiers, with bands LIFE SKETCHES. 317 of music, marched through the city. We saw them in the morning on our way to the Woman's Council at the Metzeratt Hall. The Hall was decorated with flags, and three banners, on which were inscribed suitable mottoes, graced the stage. The old original flag (so they said) was placed beside one of modern date. Among the exercises given, one in particular took my attention, for it reminded me of home. It was by a martial band composed of boys dressed in uniform. Red cap with black tassel, star in front, red waist, blue jacket trimmed with red braid and brass buttons; red knee pants with white leggings, blue sash with red tassel on the end. The captain wore a cap in imitation of solid gold. They went upon the stage and played some enlivening tunes, our country's favorite airs. After which they came down and stood in front, while sixteen girls with flags, also dressed in uniform, took the stage, march- ing to the music, and going through a drill, "The Balch Salute," keeping the most perfect time. The girl's uniform was a red and white skirt in imitation of the flag; white blouse 318 LIFE SKETCHES underwaist, with blue over jacket trimmed with gold braid, black stockings and shoes, caps of red and white ribbon, or cloth. After the drill, the boys went upon the platform again, and a lovely picture was formed, typical of the union of the sexes. Previously small flags had been distributed among the congregation, to be waved at given signals of the salute. I paid for my flag, and brought it home with me. March 5th we took the car for Mt. Yernon, which is some miles down the Potomac River. This was one of the privileges of my life, to visit the spot where George Washington retired, after the Eevolutionary War was over. We saw his large plantation. The old house stands on a rise of ground near the river, just where it was built over a century ago. It is three stories high including the attic, and well preserved, in my opinion; the stairs are very narrow and steep. We went into the room where Washing- ton died, saw the old fashioned bedstead and chairs, with a cushion that Martha Washington made. Going out of the south door, which faces the river, saw a steam- boat come in, landing a LIFE SKETCHES 319 few yards below the house, and near the tomb of Washington. I could not help admiring General Washington's choice in selecting a loca- tion for his home. After the council meetings were over, Sister Wells having some visiting and business to attend to, Sister Daniels and myself accepted an invitation of Mrs. Ellen Powell Thompson, who was an acquaintance of Sister Wells and Sister Daniels, to stay at her house while we re- mained in Washington. We found in her a very dear friend. Her husband also extended a hearty welcome. She spared no pains to have us see as much of the city as possible. Some of the places we visited of which much might be told, were The Smithsonian Institute, and Museum, The Corcoran Art Gallery, Soldier's Home, Arlington Heights, and the Zoological Gardens, or Park. In this Park, we saw all kinds of animals of land and water, beasts, birds, and reptiles of every description. One thing that interested us .very much was the intelligence displayed by two monkeys in their cage. The mother of the younger monkey had 320 LIFE SKETCHES. died, and the father took the responsibility of watching over his child. When we first went up to the cage, the baby monkey was afraid of us, and ran toward its father, who put his arms around it, and hugged it up to him, as much as to say, "You are safe here." Sunday, the llth of March, 1895, we took train for home. On the evening of the 12th arrived at Chicago, where I met with some of my mother's relatives whom 1 had informed by letter of the time I should be there on my way home. My cousin Edward C. Lovell, his daughter Gertrude, and Miss Smith, another cousin, had come from Elgin, Illinois, to see me, and we had a pleasant visit for a few hours. Here we met Sister Wells, who had taken another route to see some of her friends. The depot where we waited was a fine building, with every convenience for travelers; my cousin ordered dinner for us all. Mr. Lovell is a lawyer, and prominent in other branches of business; he had visited Utah a few years before, when I met him for the first time- Before leaving the depot, we went up a few LIFE SKETCHES 321 steps at the east end, where we had a good view of Lake Michigan, whose waters came within a few yards of the building we were in. This might have been the place where the steamboat landed, when my father was moving his family from Massachusetts to Nauvoo. Be that as it may, I remember as a child, when we neared the shore, seeing some Indians sitting on the bank eating crackers and cheese; and noticed what a sensation it created among the passen- gers. In fact these were the first Indians that I had ever seen. Chicago at that time was not thickly settled, but looked like a vast prairie with a few houses scattered here and there. After leaving Chicago, nothing requiring particular notice occurred; and in a few days we arrived at our homes in safety. I felt loth to part with my traveling com- panions, Sisters Daniels and Wells, who had endeared themselves to me in our constant asso- ciation with each other for a number of weeks. There was a joyful time in meeting with my family and friends, after an absence of nearly seven weeks; during which time I had not real- 322 LIFE SKETCHES. ized one day's sickness. The blessing pro- nounced upon my head by President John W. Hess, before leaving home, had verily been ful- filled; he said that I should go in peace and re- turn in safety; other blessings had also been pronounced and realized. Oftentimes while in Atlanta and Washington, my heart went out with thankfulness that my lot had been cast among so good a people as those of Farmington, and Davis County; for they had helped me to this enjoyment. CHAPTER XVIL CROWNING EVIDENCES OF LOVE. AN invitation to be present at a special meet- ing of Primary Officers of all the Stakes of Ziou, reached me in my home at Farmington, in the latter part of September, 1897. As the General Conference of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints would open on the 3rd of October, the semi-annual meeting of the Primary LIFE SKETCHES. 323 Officers was appointed to be held on the evening of the 4th. When I received this notice, I felt conscious that the time chosen for the meeting was to do me honor. My sisters and co-laborers were thoughtful of me, and were taking advantage of the circumstance of the early opening of Con- ference, to hold their meeting on the evening of my birthday. How pleasant it would be, indeed, to meet with so many of inydear sisters who faithfully carry on the Primary work, and hear them talk over their experiences with the children. These were thoughts that came to my mind. But when, at the appointed hour I entered the 14th Ward Assembly Hall, the place selected for the meeting, I was entirely unprepared for the sight which met my view and the greetings which I received. Sister Louie B. Felt, with her Counselors and Aids, had planned a most splendid entertain- ment, and for my benefit! A profusion of flowers, autumn leaves and boughs, chastely arranged, made the hall appear 324: LIFE SKETCHES. like an Eden of loveliness. This was all the work of the Salt Lake Stake Board, under the supervision of the Secretary, Mrs. Ella W. Hyde, and Treasurer, Miss Kate Wells, so I was informed. Instead of the business transac- tions, listening to reports, etc., usual at our officers' meetings, a choice program had been arranged, the whole of which was rendered in a delightful manner. The first was singing by the congregation, "In our lovely Deseret." Prayer was offered by Bishop Geo. H. Taylor. Singing, "Oh my Father!" Address of welcome, President Louie B. Felt. Historical sketch, written by Sister Lillie T. Freeze and read by Sister Maggie F. Basset. As this sketch con- tains some important statistics, I will insert a portion of it here. "The amount of faith, courage and persis- tence and patient determination required by the sisters called to labor in the past can scarcely be estimated, but a deep sense of re- sponsibility and an abiding love for the children of the Saints have inspired heroic efforts in the LIFE SKETCHES. 325 paths of duty. All honor is due them, especially the pioneer in this movement. What are the results of this devotion for upwards of twenty years? Only the angels can tell, but according to the last annual report made by the General board, which included a report from every Stake in Zion, we can form a little idea of the good being accomplished. "There are 484 associations, 2,767 officers and 33,659 members. There has been held 13,946 meetings and conferences, representing the spiritual and moral education; 412 entertain- ments, showing the mental and social; 56 fairs, showing the industrial. The Primary Fair is a very interesting and important feature, origin- ated with Sister Ann Dustin Woolley; of East Bountiful, the first being held in the Association over which she still presides. "The nature of the exercises can briefly be told from a few statistics. Readings from Church works 24,454; readings and recitations from miscellaneous works 30,259; testimonies borne 17,174; sentiments memorized and stories re- lated 70,207; manuscript papers 294; essays, 326 LIFE SKETCHES. dialogues, historical sketches and lectures 2,833; musical exercises, vocal and instrumental 13,804. "Financially hundreds of dollars annually are devoted to charitable purposes, missionary work, traveling expenses and the various enterprises connected with the Church. Thus we see that the opportunities for development are varied, tending to the education of the children spirit- ually, mentally, morally, physically and socially the spiritual growth taking the lead." Song, "Papa, what would you take for me?" by little Emma Taylor. Song composed by Sister Lucy A. Clark; sung by Mrs. Maggie Freeze Bassett, Miss Louie E. Felt, and Messrs. James and Heber Wickens, who were members of the first Primary Association or- ganized in Salt Lake City; Brother Henry A. Tuckett- accompanist. This song is the same that appears in the "Surprise" given at Farm- ington. At the conclusion of the song, I was presented with a beautiful boquet of roses, by Master Eoy Taylor. Recitation, "There never was a grand- ma half so good!" Master Shirly Jones. Hoop LIFE SKETCHES. 327 Drill, by a company of little girls from the west branch of the 15th Ward, led by Miss Gertrude Allen. Recitation, "The motherless Turkeys," Miss Viola Jones. Eecitation, "When I am eight," Master Roy Taylor. Reading of Con- gratulations from President Wilford Woodruff, by Secretary May Anderson. Reading by Brother Joseph H. Felt of a statement from the Geo. Q. Cannon and Sons Publishing Co., announcing that arrangements had been made with them, bythe General Board of the Primary Association for the publishing of Sister Aurelia Spencer Rogers' book. This program was interspersed by addresses from Sisters M. I. Home, J. S. Richards, E. B. Wells, E. S. Taylor, S. Y. Gates and Helen M. Miller. Brother Barrell, who had organized a Primary Band in early days, also spoke. The speeches were all full of kind and loving words for me, and appreciation of the Primary work. Delicate refreshments were served, while social chat was carried on, and many of my sister-workers took the opportunity thus afforded of coming to me with cheering smiles and en- 328 LIFE SKETCHES. clearing words. At the close of the entertain- ment, benediction was pronounced by Brother Jesse W. Crosby, President of Panguitch Stake; his wife is also President of the Primaries in that Stake of Zion. The reading of the statement from the Cannon Publishing Company, was a crowning surprise. It is true the thought had occurred to me that if the Primary Associations knew of my desire to publish a book, they might possibly raise means to assist me in the work. This thought came to my mind in the Fall of 1896, when I mentioned it to Sister Lula Richards. She told me the same idea had presented itself to her mind, and asked and received my permission to lay the matter before the General Primary Board. As to how well and thoroughly the enterprise was being worked up I had not un- derstood until the reading of that paper from the Publishing Co. It seemed to me then that the Lord had opened up the way for the publishing of my book in the most pleasing and satisfactory way possible. How could the Primary Association LIFE SKETCHES. 329 have better expressed great love for me than by this ready and cheerful compliance with the re- quest to aid in the accomplishment of this work? CHAPTER XVIIL - CONCLUDING TESTIMONIES A TRIBUTE BY LULA. THE entertainment described in the preced- ing chapter, which was given on my sixty-third birthday, finishes this record. Much more that is of interest to me might have been added; but my aim has been to condense the sketches that have been written, that the readers might not weary with their perusal. I do not wish to have anyone feel that in mentioning the many joyful surprises given me, it has been done boastfully; or with the inten- tion of showing that I have been brought into prominence before the people. But these things are in my life's history; and if the lives of many 330 LIFE SKETCHES. of my sisters were written, they would be similar to mine in this respect. By a careful reading of the pages I have written, it will be seen that my blessings have exceeded all my trials. Yet of some of my greatest blessings, I have said but little; per- haps too little, I almost think, when I realize my cause for gratitude. It has always been a source of joy and comfort to me, that the Lord gave me daughters as well as sons. My eldest daughter, Ellen Aurelia, (we call her Ella) has ever been a trusty, faithful helper in her father's household. Lucy Isabella, who came so near dying in her infancy, we have always felt was spared to us for some wise pur- pose, through the mercies of God. And the youngest, Esther Leone, given -to me as if in compensation, after the great trial of my life, has been in my later years, and still is a special consolation and support to me. In the sad experiences related, the sacrifices which have been made, I sincerely hope there is nothing which might have a tendency to weaken the faith of any Latter-day Saint, or LIFE SKETCHES. 331 discourage those who may be investigating our religion. And I wish to bear my testimony, that with all that the members of our family have passed through, I have not doubted the truth of the Gospel which I have embraced, and feel that I have great cause to be zealous in testifying that I do know that God lives, and that the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints is His true Church. The one time in my life, which has been referred to, when my children were taken from me by death, and I did almost question the existence of a God, was momentary. The words of my father comforted me, and the seeming doubt when cleared away never returned. My sister Ellen's testimony has also strength- ened my faith in the truth of Mormonism, and it seems to me appropriate to give it here, as it may prove a help to others. She was at a meet- ing of the Saints, held in a grove west of the Temple in Nauvoo, soon after the death of the Prophet Joseph Smith. The question was under consideration, who should take the Prophet's place in presiding over the Church. 332 LIFE SKETCHES. Sidney Kigdon, who had been one of Joseph's Counselors, claimed the right to the posi- tion; yet the spirit he manifested was not in accord with the spirit of the Gospel. At this meeting, Brigham Young, who was President of the Quorum of Apostles, arose to speak, when "The Mantle of Joseph" fell upon him, and he was like one transformed; his counten- ance, voice and form were like those of the late Prophet. Many in the congregation, even children saw this miracle; it satisfied the people, and decided the question who was to be the leader. Sister Ellen occasionally referred to this circumstance, and said whenever she was tried, or felt to doubt any of the principles of the Gospel, this testimony came up before her. Eef erring once more to blessings with which I have been favored, I will conclude these sketches with this declaration; friends have ever been raised up to me, as my father said they would be to his children, if they were faithful. LIFE SKETCHES 333 A TRIBUTE. BY LULA. "With grateful interest and devoted thought, I've read the contents of this volume through; And found on every page some lesson taught, Though grave or light, still valu'ble and true. High morals, faith sublime and patient trust; God's special care for children left alone; The sure salvation of the faithful just All these, in pleasant style are tersely shown. And many more; but one is well defined, The Primary Work in Zion, its true source; God's will and wisdom graciously combined, To guide our little ones by love not force. Mothers in Zion, read, and offer thanks To Him who thus one mother's soul impress'd With the great thought of forming ail these ranks, Through which our tender darlings are so blest. Send for the book, love's message pure and sweet, That better may be known and understood, In all the world, where'er our Primaries meet, Our children's gentle Prophetess of good." Errata. Page ten, third paragraph, instead of Deep River, should read Lay brook. Fourth paragraph, while living there two children were born to them, later on the parents moved to Deep River, the birthplace of the author. Catherine the eldest, was -named for Catherine Read, and the second Catherine for my mother, third paragraph page eleven. Page forty-three, at the end of second paragraph, for 1836 read 1846. Page forty-five, sixth line from the bottom, for Sheron read Theron. Page one hundred and sixty-six, first line in Chapter xviii, for second of January, read first of January, and in third line of same Chapter, for three days read two days. Page three hundred and thirty-three, first line of last verse, read send forth instead of send for.