Tuesday, December 31, 2019
Monday, December 30, 2019
Sunday, December 29, 2019
Ole Nicole Clemensen Family Group Sheet
- Melvina Clemensen Crane
oldest daughter who married Abner Crane - In some sources their surname is spelled "Clemmensen", "Clementsen" or Klemmensen" Death date recorded in Mt. Pleasant Ward records.He came on the ship, Unknown in 1862 with his wife, Ane Marie and children: Hansine, Martin G., Niels Erastus, and Sara Johanne.
John R. Murdock Company (1862)
- Age at Departure: 34
- Head of Household
Traveled with
Saturday, December 28, 2019
from our archives:....... A Forgotten War: The Seely Barn
Orange Seely, was raised in 1862 in Four months with the help of 200 Mormon Settlers.
Three years later, on April 9, 1865, the same day that Ulysses S. Grant and Robert E. Lee signed the papers officially ending the American Civil War, the territory of Utah erupted into violence. Many believe the war was sparked when a Ute Indian Chief, Jake Arapeen, was pulled from his horse by a drunken Mormon named John Lowry. Arapeen and his men were in Manti trying to negotiate an agreement with Lowry and others.
Seely Barn
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Friday, December 27, 2019
This is what a country Christmas is all about...Submitted by Larry Staker
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Thursday, December 26, 2019
from our archives: ..........PAULINE RASMUSSEN RETIRES
My mother-in-law, Alice Hafen saved many clippings that we like to share with you. However, she didn't always save a date as well. Perhaps someone can help fill in the blanks.
I do know that Pauline Rasmussen was my Kindergaarten teacher. I will not share with you what year that was other than it was a long time ago. I also remember how she scolded me when I accicentally flipped a shovel full of sand from the sandbox into Tyler Tuttles face.
Lee R. Christensen comments:
Kathy: Great to see your Web site honoring Pauline Rasmussen. She was a legend in her own time. My mother, a grade school teacher herself, always considered Pauline the "best".
You have an early picture of Pauline - Pauline Monson - with Carre Hafen as a child with friends.
Back Row L to R: Hazel Anderson, Lucile Rolph, Etta Rolph and Carrie Nielsen
Front Row L to R: Ada Jensen, Cloe Swenson, Elouise Poulson and Pauline Monson
This picture was taken on Charley Renborg's porch.
on second west and third south; southeast corner of intersection
Pauline, even then, is showing us how to sit in her classroom. Her son, Granny Peterson, was the quarterback on the football team with Carrie's son Neil who was, in today's terminology ,a wide receiver. lee
Wednesday, December 25, 2019
Five Things You Didn't Know about Santa Clause ~~~ I Am The Ghost of Christmas Past
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Tuesday, December 24, 2019
From Our 2009 Archives ~~ John and Jane Smith Tidwell
JohnTidwell, son of William Tidwell and Sarah Goben, born 14 Jan. 1807 in Shelby Co., Kentucky.(The following is from his own biography)
From there my father moved to Henry Co., in the same state. And there near the fork of the Kentucky River was called on to go fight for the independence of his country in the War of 1812-13. On his return home he was taken sick from much exposure and died at a place then called Fort Ball. The war was between the United States and England. Soon after the war the news came to mother of the death of my father. After the shock she moved to her father's, who lived in the county of Clay, in the State of Indiana. Her father's name was William Goben. Some little time after my mother moved to Indiana, she married a man by the name of John Conner. He was a half brother to my wife, Jane Smith. I will say here that my mother had five children by her first husband, William Tidwell, my father. Their names were John, Littleton, Nancy, Moriah, and William; all born in the state of Kentucky. After she married John Conner, her second husband, she had eight children, (namely) James, Lewis, Mary, Isaac, Wesley, Alexander, Robert and John.
On Dec. 18, 1838 I was married to Jane Smith at Marysville, Clark Co., Indiana. Sept. 25, 1835, I was baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, by Levi Bracken in connection with Uriah Curtis. Those two were on a mission together at that time. I was living at this time in Clark Co., Indiana. On 20 Nov. 1835, I was ordained an elder in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Siants, and left in charge of a small branch of Saints, about twelve in number, which had been baptized previous to this time. This number increased by about twenty two or twenty three.
On 11 Sept. 1839, I left Clark Co., Indiana to gather with the Church at Nauvoo, Hancock Co., Illinois. I reached there 6 Nov. 1839, where I remained until after the Martyrdom of the Prophet Joseph and his Brother, Hyrum Smith. This took place 27 June 1844. I was ordained a Seventy and organized the ninth quorum of Seventies. I must say in connection with our stay in Nauvoo, which was less than six years, we had a great deal of sickness, also trouble caused by the mobs of outlaws of the State of Illinois, who continually sought to disturb the Saints. On 10 June 1844, The Nauvoo Expositor, a libelous paper edited by the Laws and Fosters was was considered a nuisance by the city council of Nauvoo and was destroyed by the city marshall, John F. Green. Great excitement arose about this time in the County of Hancock, by the mobbers of the State of Illinois, so that the Governor of the state, Thomas Ford, with pretense of protection, came to Carthage, the county seat of Hancock County.
On 27 June 1844, while Ford was in Nauvoo with pretense of friendship, a man broke into the jail, where Joseph, the Prophet, Hyrum Smith the Patriarch, and Willard Richards and John Taylor were confined, and under pretense of the law, martyred the Saints of Hancock Co., Illinois.
On the second day of Feb., 1848 in the City of Joseph, John Tidwell and Jane Tidwell received their Patriarchal blessing by John Smith, brother of the Prophet, who was the Patriarch.
On June 5, 1852, I left Counsel Point, southwest of Kanesville, Iow for Salt Lake Valley, crossed the Missouri River 8 June 1852. The fifth company was organized for crossint the plains the presentseason by Ezra T. Benson. I was appointed Captain of the Fifth Company for crossing the plains. The Journal of the Company will be found in another book kept by the Clerk of the Company. The record of the Fifth company of 1852 shows the rest of that journey. Sept 15, we arrived in Salt Lake City.
After a few days, I moved from there to Utah County to a place called Pleasant Grove.On July 14, 1855, I was ordained a President of Seventies at Provo by Joseph Young, Andrew Moore, Uriah Curtis and David Hunt. Joseph Young took the lead, and afterward I was assigned to the thirty fourth quorum of Seventies and appointed to preside over the (??) quorum, Pleasant Grove, Utah County.
I lived at Pleasant Grove from Sept 20, 1852 until Jun. 3, 1853, when I concluded to go to some place where I could get land enough for farming, so as to provide for my family and also on account of things being in much immoral state that I feared my family would get into bad habits such as I did not wish them to do. I thought I would move to some other place so I moved to Sanpete County, a distance of about eighty miles to Mt. Pleasant, where I arrived June 13, 1859.
On the 19th of June 1859, I was appointed to take charge of the building of the East Wall of the Fort. It was 20 rds. long, 12 feet high, four feet thich at the bottom, and two feet thick at the top. This was completed before the 24th day of July of the same year. This was built to protect the people from the Indians.
John Tidwell died at Mt. Pleasant Jan. 24th 1887. He had the following children: James Harvey, William Nelson, Mary Jane, Jefferson, Lyman, Martha, Margaret, Sarah, John, Emma Jane, and Marion.
Sugar Bowl which belonged to John and Jane Tidwell
(The following is written by Lettie P. Peterson from the things she can remember being told by her mother. )
John Tidwell and his family lived in the Fort until after Chief Black Hawk was killed and the Indian troubles were partly over. Then the people began moving out of the Fort. Each family was allotted a quarter of a city block to have as their home. John Tidwell's place was on Second South and State Street, where John K. Madsen lived for many years and where Grant Johansen now lives. (1960s) The Tidwells lived at that location the rest of their lives.
John Tidwell built a two room adobe house on his place and later added two more rooms built of lumber with a large fireplace in the living room. This was the only way they had of heating their home except with a small cook stove in the kitchen. Grandmother did most of her cooking in the fireplace--baking bread on the red-hot coals in a large iron Dutch oven, boiling water and making soup in a large iron pot hung on heavy iron brackets over the fire.
I was just a small child but I can remember the blue checkered tablecloth on the table, and how good the hot bread would smell and how good it would taste spread with butter and honey! Grandmother would churn butter and sell it for 10 cents a pound and also sell eggs for 10 cents a dozen.
Grandfather engaged in farming and cattle raising--owning land west and south of Mt. Pleasant. He had several beautiful horses which were sometimes used in the parade on the fourth of July by his son, John (or Jack as he was called).
Grandfather and Grandmother had twelve children. They were born at various places from Indiana to Utah. They are: James Harvey, William Nelson, Mary Jane, Jefferson, Lyman, Nancy Ann, Martha, Margaret, Sarah, John, Emma Jane, and Emiline Mariah. (The last named is my mother.) Three of their children died in infancy.
The following is recorded in the book "Mt. Pleasant", "An elderly Englishman by the name of Lee (father of Brig Lee) was working at a shingle mill. In some way he got his arm in the machinery and it was crushed. He was taken to his home and John Tidwell was called. There were no doctors in Mt. Pleasant at that time. Mr. Lee was placed on a table and four men held him while John Tidwell performed the operation of amputating the arm, which took 40 minutes. The only operating tools available were a knife and a meat saw. Brother Lee recovered and lived many years after that incident occurred.
"John Tidwell was good at making tubs and churns and pails out of wood, bound with wooden hoops which were used by the Pioneers.
"Jane Smith Tidwell was in the first dramatic company organized in Mt. Pleasant. They played for some years both in the Fort and after the new meeting house was built outside of the Fort--wheat was accepted as cash for tickets."
Grandfather died January 24, 1887, at the age of 80, and was buried in the Mt. Pleasant City cemetery.
Monday, December 23, 2019
Sunday, December 22, 2019
Saturday, December 21, 2019
Friday, December 20, 2019
THE FIRST SUNDAY SCHOOL IN MT. PLEASANT
Peter found this wonderful document among his mother's (Alice Peel Hafen) things.
We believe it to have been written by Peter's grandmother, Maggie Ericksen Peel
as she was listed as one of the last secretaries as noted.
You will find many of your ancestors busily working in the Sunday School.
It reads: The first S.S. in Mt. Pleasant was organized in the fall of 1859 with Bro. George Farnsworth as Supt. and Bro. L.B. Reynolds and James Wilson assts.
This organization continued until the Spring of 1861 and was discontinued on account of Indian troubles. It was reorganized in 1864 and again discontinued until 1869; after which Hans P. Miller was Supt. for some time. He was followed by Hans J. Shultz. The officers in 1879 were Lauritz Larsen Sr. as Supt and John Tidwell, Asst. Supt. In 1881 the ward was divided. E.A. Day appointed Supt. of the North Ward S.S. with S.B. Reynolds and Christian Jensen, Assts.; Olof Sorensen, Sect and Rasmus Mickelson, Asst. Sect.
In 1881 C.N. Lund Sr. was made Supt. of the South Ward S.S., C.J. Anderson, Asst. and Soren N. Christensen, Sect. In December 1887 the S.S. was reorganized. George Christensen, Supt., C.J. Anderson and F. Clark, Asst. Supts., Lauritz Larsen Jr. Sect., Olaf Anderson, Acct. Sect. and Treas., Louisa Anderson, Librarian and Lydia Hasler, Asst. Librarian. A change was made in the north ward in 1890. Abram Johnson was chosen Supt., E. Kofford, Asst. Supt. and W.E. Watson, Sect. In the south ward C.W. Sorensen was chosen Supt., Lauritz Larsen Jr., Asst. Supt, A. Merz, Sect.
In the fall of 1892 another change was made when both wards were united again with George Christensen, Supt. and Abram Johnson and Ferd. Clark, Assts., A Merz, Sect, John Hansen, Asst. Sect.
In 1894 D.C. Jensen was appointed Supt. with A. Johnson and F. Clark, Assts., A Merz, Ethel Seely, Assts.
In 1898, C.J. Jensen was made Supt., R.W. Livingston and S.C. Rasmussen, Assts.
The present officers are Supt. C.J. Jensen, L. C. Rasmussen and Henry Hasler, Assts. Maggie Ericksen, Secty and Winnie Candland Asst., Mina Hasler, Librarian and Charley DeGraff, Asst.
Thursday, December 19, 2019
Wednesday, December 18, 2019
Tuesday, December 17, 2019
Journey of Faith ~~~ Erick and Caroline Gunderson ~~~Probate Record and Pioneer Monument ~~~ Written by David R. Gunderson
With permission of David R. Gunderson, we include the following book to our blog. I will do a few increments at a time, as I have done with the Andrew Madsen and James Monsen histories. I will also paste the pages over to David's own blog page: http://davidrgunderson.blogspot.com/
This book will be of interest to not only the Gunderson Family but also to the Brotherson, Ericksen, Peel, Madsen, Larsen and more.
Monday, December 16, 2019
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Sunday, December 15, 2019
Mt. Pleasant's First Public Celebration of Christmas held at the First Presbyterian Church
A memorable occasion associated with the old church is the first public celebration of Christmas, started by Dr. McMillan. In speaking of it, one of the pioneers says: "Here we saw the first Christmas tree laden with presents from eastern missionary barrels, and here the children saw the first oranges which they thought were yellow apples. They tried to eat them with the peeling on, and they threw them down when they found them bitter. It was then the teachers showed them how to peel their first oranges. The tree, illuminated with wax candles, created a picture the like of which we had never seen before. It supplied the topic of conversation for many a day after, and so many modern customs were brought here through the medium of the church and school that have served both to entertain and instruct its patrons."
The question has been asked "What year was this held?"
As to the year the church was used to celebrate Christmas, no date was given by Hilda Madsen Longsorf.
Mt. Pleasant History by Hilda Madsen Longsdorf
Saturday, December 14, 2019
Halley's Comet 1910 ~~by Talula Nelson
Rides in straw-filled bobsleighs with plenty of quilts and warm rocks on our feet were a very delightful experience of my girlhood. Our voices rose in song and laughter as the crisp air stung our faces while the horses trotted over the snow-covered roads.
It was on just such a bobsleigh ride in 1910 when a group of us teenagers were on our way to attend a dance at Snow College, that we had an unexpected experience. Mid afternoon found us on our way. We left Mt. Pleasant, passed Hoo-Doo-Hill, on through Spring City and into Pigeon Hollow when the sun began to sink out of sight. We snuggled deeper into the quilts and sang louder as we missed the warmth of the sun.
Shortly after the sunset, a beautiful "star" with a long, fan shaped tail appeared just above the horizon. Someone said, "It must be a comet!" We all sat suddenly quiet and subdued. To us, comet meant earthquakes or the end of the world. The silence was broken only by the weird sound of the sleigh-bells as they fell on the slow-moving horses. The driver was too overwhelmed to keep his whip in action. How could anything so beautiful be a forerunner of such awful things to come?
After some concern about whether to turn around and return home, we proceeded to the dance. The atmosphere was tense. The music seemed out of place at first with so many telling strange stories of calamities to come.
The night passed. The next day came and went with no hint of destruction. As evening came, the beautiful comet reappeared just above the horizon in the western sky. For days it returned. Then one day, it did not show and we felt a bit relieved that the world was safe again.
On november 2, 1985, I was invited to join the Halley's Comet Club. We met at the Lafayette Ballroom of the Hotel Utah for our first club party. We enjoyed a nice program, saw Edmund Halley pictures in the 16th century costume, and were tested on our ability to identify cars of 1910, dry goods of that year, and advertisements. Prizes were given. After refreshments a group picture was taken which was published in the December 16, 1985 edition of Time Magazine. We were then escorted to the Hansen Planetarium where we enjoyed the history of Halley's Comet. It was a thrill to be there after 76 years and to be reminded of that eventful night when I saw Halley's Comet in 1910. (note: the next appearance of Halley's Comet is 2061)
Friday, December 13, 2019
Thursday, December 12, 2019
Wednesday, December 11, 2019
James Russell Ivie ~~~ From Our Archives
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The Following Comes From Mount Pleasant History by Hilda Madsen Longsdorf:
After the burning of Hambleton Settlement, nothing was done so far as it is known towards re-establishing a settlement on Pleasant Creek, until about the middle of August, 1858, shortly after the arrival at Ephraim of the Big Move Caravan; James R. Ivie, Sr., Benjamin E. Clapp, Joseph R. Clement, Isaac Allred, Sr., Reuben W. Allred and Richard Ivie who were chosen at Fort Ephraim as an exploring committee to select a suitable location for a new settlement in the northern part of the valley, decided upon a site on
Pleasant Creek. They returned to Fort Ephraim and stated their
views to the immigrants and others, who had reached Fort Ephraim
to remain over the winter.
A
meeting was called and a petition was drafted, signed by sixty men who were
desirous of locating farther north at the site selected. Not knowing just how
to proceed or what to do, a meeting was called for the purpose of discussing
necessary procedures. After some deliberations, James R. Ivie Sr., Joseph R.
Clement, and Isaac Allred were chosen as a committee to wait upon President
Brigham Young in order to obtain his advice. Afterwards, however, it was deemed
best for James Allred and James R. Ivie Sr. personally to present the petition.
Leaving Fort Ephraim September 2nd, they arrived in Great Salt Lake City on
September 6th. There they met Elder Orson Hyde on the street and at once stated
the purpose of their visit. He kindly escorted them to Pres. Brigham Young's
office. After considering the petition, President Young expressed himself as
perfectly in favor of the new settlement. James R. Ivie stated that the
petitioners were desirous that he, President Young, appoint men to take the
lead. President Young, however, was not desirous of choosing their leaders or
bishop at that time, and drafted the following letter which was sent back with
the committee and presented to the petitioners: "Great
Salt Lake City, Sept. 6, 1858.
"Brother John Reese and the rest of
the brethren whose names are on the list:
"In
am perfectly willing that you should go there (Pleasant Creek) and make a
settlement, but you must consider whether it will be safe or not. You wish to
know my mind on the subject. It is this, that you must build you a good
substantial fort and live in it, use every precaution that is necessary against
the Indians. Your fort must be twelve feet high and four feet thick, built
either of stone or adobe and laid in lime mortar. I also want you to select one
of your number for president and one for bishop. You will have to be very
careful of your stock or you will lose them. In choosing your farming land get
it as nearly together as possible.
A
meeting was called and a petition was drafted, signed by sixty men who were
desirous of locating farther north at the site selected. Not knowing just how
to proceed or what to do, a meeting was called for the purpose of discussing
necessary procedures. After some deliberations, James R. Ivie Sr., Joseph R.
Clement, and Isaac Allred were chosen as a committee to wait upon President
Brigham Young in order to obtain his advice. Afterwards, however, it was deemed
best for James Allred and James R. Ivie Sr. personally to present the petition.
Leaving Fort Ephraim September 2nd, they arrived in Great Salt Lake City on
September 6th. There they met Elder Orson Hyde on the street and at once stated
the purpose of their visit. He kindly escorted them to Pres. Brigham Young's
office. After considering the petition, President Young expressed himself as
perfectly in favor of the new settlement. James R. Ivie stated that the
petitioners were desirous that he, President Young, appoint men to take the
lead. President Young, however, was not desirous of choosing their leaders or
bishop at that time, and drafted the following letter which was sent back with
the committee and presented to the petitioners: "Great
Salt Lake City, Sept. 6, 1858."Brother John Reese and the rest of
the brethren whose names are on the list:
"I am perfectly willing that you should go there (Pleasant Creek) and make a settlement, but you must consider whether it will be safe or not. You wish to know my mind on the subject. It is this, that you must build you a good substantial fort and live in it, use every precaution that is necessary against the Indians. Your fort must be twelve feet high and four feet thick, built either of stone or adobe and laid in lime mortar. I also want you to select one of your number for president and one for bishop. You will have to be very careful of your stock or you will lose them. In choosing your farming land get it as nearly together as possible."
June 20th, 1866, Indians under Chief Black Hawk made a raid on the stock of Scipio. During the skirmish Henry Wright and James R. Ivie, the father of Colonel J. L. Ivie, were killed. It will be remembered that in 1859 James R. Ivie had been chosen at Ephraim as leader for the company of pioneers who settled Mount Pleasant, and that he faithfully filled that position until W. S. Seeley was chosen bishop of the colony. A short time after the killing of Mr. Ivie, a son of Ivie, in retaliation for the killing of his father, killed a friendly Indian. This enraged the Indians and they entered more vigorously in to the bloody work of massacre among the white settlers.
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Submitted by: Sharon Allred Jessop 06/08/1999
JAMES RUSSELL IVIE & ; WIFE ELIZA MCKEE FAUCETT
Born: December 30, 1802 Born: July 5, 1808
Died: June 10, 1866 Died: August 7, 1861
Sketch of Their Lives By Hettie M. Robins
There is documentary evidence that Ivye, Ivie, Ivy, and Ivey are all of the same family. At the time there were no dictionaries, and the art of spelling was not highly developed. We find that most of the Ivies in the Southern and Eastern states have settled on spelling the name Ivey. We find the Ivey name in the United States as early as 1700. In the Revolutionary War the names of six soldiers are listed from Virginia and nine from North Carolina. In the Civil War there were hundreds, some of them in almost every Southern state and, perhaps, some listed in the Northern States.
Records show a Thomas Ivye or Ivie lived in Gloucestershire, England, about 1425, also of Ives coming to the United States from England as early as 1700, or even before. The above is sort of introductory of the Ivie family, the family tree of which our early grandparents are a branch of James Russell, the son of John Anderson Ivie, who was the sone of Anderson Ivey.
James Russell Ivie, son of John Anderson Ivie and Sarah Allred, daughter of William & Elizabeth Thresher, of North Carolina was born in Franklin County, Georgia, December 8, 1902. He was the second of nine children born to this union.
James Russell married Eliza McKee Faucett. She was born July 5, 1808, at West Columbia, Nuary County, Tennessee, to Richard Faucett and Mary McKee. There were married about June 1824. The location of their marriage is not definitely known, though the belief is that it may have been in Tennessee, since that is where they were living at the time, and their first three children were born, it is evident that they were moving from state to state - - going further west. The family spent from 1830 to 1844 in the State of Missouri, living in Paris, West Paris, and Caldwell Counties. They moved, then, to Council Bluffs, Pottowatamie County, Missouri, where their 11th child was born in 1846. From there they moved to Salt Lake City, where another child was born, and then to Provo, where the next child was born. Thirteen children in all were born to this union.
It was in the early 1830's in Missouri, that the Mormon Missionaries came to the areas in Missouri where the Ivies lived. Parley P. Pratt was one of the elders who came so often to their homes. It was he who brought the Book of Mormon to them and taught them the gospel, which converted them. He also helped to baptize them as members of the Church of Latter-Day Saints. Thereafter, their homes were always homes for the traveling missionaries.
I would like to relate an instance the Great Grandfather told us - - not just once, but many times.
I t happened some years after the Ivies had joined the Church. It was in November 1839, while the Elders were out preaching the Gospel that they were seized and put in prison without a hearing, or a trial. They were held prisoners from November 1839 to July 1940. Among them were Elder Parley P. Pratt, Elder Phelps, and others. The saints had planned a way of freeing the last three missionaries held prisoners. They had been changed from one prison to another during the seven months of confinement. At this time they were in Columbus, Missouri. The plan was worked out as Orson, brother of Parley P. Pratt, and others, had planned it, and happened on the eve of Independence day. The three prisoners, when their evening meal was served, crowded through the door and managed to evade bullets fired at them, and, upon reaching the three horses, brought for them by their brethren, were helped to mount and advised to separate, each going in a different direction, then, to hide themselves, in a deep cave until dark. One of the three was captured and taken back to prison for a short time. Elder Phelps managed to make his escape and reach Illinois, several days later. Elder Pratt was less fortunate and, apparently, headed off in another direction. Finally he made for a vast forest of trees, making his was some distance from his horse to await darkness. He climbed into a huge tree, laid his legs outstretched on top of the branches, locked his arms around two other limbs and, in this way, could not be so easily observed, had anyone come his way. After darkness, when he could no longer hear voices, he came down from his hiding place in the tree and went in search of his horse, which had broken loose and left him to make his way on foot.
On the third day of his escape he found himself in a neighborhood of settlers where he had had some acquaintances years previously, and where once there had been a small branch of the church; but, the saints had moved west, having been driven out of the state with other members of their faith. Elder Pratt remembered there were families of Ivies who had lived on the road, and in some clearing in the timber; so, he decided to make his way to them, and told us, in his own works as follows:
Quote: “ I was not sure if they were still friendly with the church, or if they had turned from it to avoid violence and being driven out. I hesitated, then decided to ask help from my Father in Heaven. I arose to my feet feeling much better. I asked in my prayers, that as I passed by the house, if they were still my friends, I would be recognized - - if not, that I might pass peaceably by. As I walked past their home that Sunday evening, about two hours before sundown, I got nearly by when the children playing in the front yard discovered me and cried out with surprise and much joy: “ There is Brother Pratt.” At this, a young man came running out to me who proved to be one of my acquaintances, still a member of the church, and who had been driven with others from the upper valley. Instead of going to Illinois, he had come back to his old neighborhood. I asked about Mr. Ivy and he said that he and his wife had gone to a neighbor’s home two or three miles away. He said “I am here on a visit.” He also advised that they had just received the news of my escape and were sending out warnings to be on the lookout. I told him of my plight. I was hungry and faint and my feet were covered with blisters. He told me of his brother’s wives and children who were also driven out of upper valley and were living in an obscure place in the woods, while the young man went in to see if it was all right. He came back with milk, cream, and bread. I ate of this and then went to the house. The wife said her husband would soon be home. I told her I was in constant fear of being found. She instructed the children not to say one word if anyone came, but to act like I was a total stranger. It was well she did, for just then a man came inquiring for her husband. She told him he was away and to come back but he said it was a matter of business he wanted to see her husband about and would wait. After an hour the dog barked and they knew her husband was returning. The children rushed out to see their father, and to tell him not to recognize me, as there was a strange young man there to see him. As he came in he gave me a cold look and a “howdy stranger, “ and turned to the other fellow. He was quite friendly with him. The young fellow told the man of the house he had some business with him and would he step out for awhile. He had come to borrow his saddle. As soon as he had gone the man of the house came in and threw his arms around my neck and welcomed me to his house. We ate supper and I asked if he would exchange hats with me as it had been winter when we were arrested. He gave me a hat that fully disguised me. The good wife made a lunch for me and Brother Ivie placed his wife’s saddle on her horse. After farewells to his wife and brother we were soon on our way. He went with me until I was safe - - way after midnight. He bade me God speed and returned to his family.” Unquote
This man and wife were James Russell Ivie and his wife, Eliza. I heard this story many times from Great Grandma and her son, Grandpa Ivie. Only, as I remember it, the side saddle and his horse got him well on his way, but the horse never found his way back.
I remember Grandmother telling: “I would go through the timber to a small spring for a pail of water. I was so frightened - - I could often hear the plaintiff cry of a panther or ‘panter’, as grandmother called it.
James Russell Ivie and Grandmother: Just where they met we don’t know. This is the tale she told, only it has lost its soft southern accent that was so pleasing in the way she would tell it: “I was milking my father’s cow one evening, the first time pop came a‘calling on me. He says, Eliza I’ve come a’ courting you. I looked up and there I saw a boy, plenty big enough to be wearing britches, and there he stood with a doe shirt on. I told him right out if I was to be his girl he better go home and ask his mother to make him some britches. The next time he came he wore britches.” (This was taken from Grandparents’ Martin and Martha Ivie’s family record.) His father John Anderson Ivie, owned a large tract of land, or plantation, and with 75 Negroes on it as slaves. When his son James Russell, and family left to join the saints to come west, his father gave him a little Negro boy. He was old enough to help Grandma with the smaller children. When they reached Omaha and near getting their outfits ready to start out, they were told not to burden themselves with extra mouths to feed, other than their families. So Grandpa, James Russell, gave the little boy his freedom and told him he could go to live with another family, or find his way back to his family. As they left, the little fellow cried and said, “Who will take of Missy, Betsy and Marie, I do love you Mama Ivie.” Both Grandmother and Grandfather loved the Negro boy and hated leaving him behind.
It was in the spring of 1848 in the month of May that the Ivies, James Russell, his wife and nine of their 11 children began plans for moving westward. Two of his sons were with the Mormon Battalion. Besides James Russell and family, two of his brothers, Thomas Isaac, or Kelton, and William Shelton, and families , got as far as Nerrion, Missouri, on their way to joint the wagon train which would have soon headed for the west (Utah). So they dropped out of the company. There was something about one of William’s girls marrying as a plural wife to a man by the name of Long. Both parents strongly opposed the marriage.
It was on the first of June 1948, that the Ivies left Elkhorn in the company of the saints - - 1,229 souls and 397 wagons, headed for the Great Salt Lake Valley. They were in Brigham Young’s second company. The Allred family, also, came at this time. Grandfather’s outfit was well equipped with a good wagon and teams. His son’s Richard’s wife, Elizabeth Dobson, was with them. The trip across the plains and mountains was made about the same as most of them in the company. Great Grandmother helped in cases of sickness and births in their company as well as others, where ever they were needed on their trip to Utah. The pioneers reached Great Salt Lake Valley about September 20, 1848. They must have spent the winter in Salt Lake City, for on February 25, 1849. Grandma gave birth to a son whom they called Hyrum Lewis Ivie. From Salt Lake City they went to what was then called Rhodes, or Roade Valley, and later called Provo Valley. Here another son was born, November 19, 1852. He was named Heber Charles Ivie. Their eighth child, a son, named Joseph Ivie died the year before in 1851. He was 11 years old at the time.
From Provo Valley some of the Ivie family went to Weber County to what is now Kamas. However, they weren’t satisfied with the outlook there, so they left and came to Mt. Pleasant. They had relatives there for a few years. During the time they were in Mt. Pleasant and the time they came to Round Valley (Scipio) in 1863, James Russell and some of his family and the Allred Family, made a trip to Rose Valley, Nevada, with the expectations of locating there. The Valley didn’t meet their expectations - - others having already located there. They came back to Scipio in the late spring of 1863. At that time the settlers were still in Graball or Robinville, where there was a branch of the church, the Ivies didn’t go there to make their home, but went a little further south, up the valley about two miles from Graball. This was where a little stream of water came from a small lake about seven or eight miles further south in the Valley. It separated into two streams. The west stream went by the settlers at Graball, the east stream just running to waste. It was on the east fork that James Russell and family stopped. It was known as Ivie Creek for years. Not long after this, President Young visited the people here, and advised them to locate closer together on a townsite in the Valley. It was called Rourl Valley, but later changed to Scipio.
The Ivies were the first to build homes on the new townsite. The first home built was a room put up of logs - - it was the old stable of the Joe Miller lot, built by William Franklin Ivie, a son of James Russell. His family lived there until he could get logs out to build a place for them to live in. This stable was used to keep a fine stallion in. He had it brought here with the livestock, horse and cattle. Grandfather James Russell built his home and they owned the old Joseph Stone lot - -it is on the northwest corner from the public square. In reading the record kept by the Branch Clerk, John Memmott, we find James Russell Ivie was interested both in his church and civil affairs. Both he and his son, William Franklin, were block teachers, and James Russell was President of the Field Committee, and Water Master. He was also very interested in education. He helped with the loan of his teams to move the log school house from Graball to the new homesite.
In the spring and summer of 1866 the Indians had become very hostile, and on the warpath; making raids on the stock owned by the settlers. A large band of Indians under Chief Black Hawk made a raid on a Sunday Morning, June 10, 1866, when Grandfather James Russell’s favorite milk cow was to freshen. Grandfather rose early and walked down to the pasture lands a little north and west of the settlement, in what was called the pond field. As he neared the spot where the cow was, he heard an Indian War Hoop and the people in town also heard it. They rushed out to look for Grandfather and found his body already pierced by several arrows. He was stripped of his clothing, all but his boots, as they were unable to get them off. The Indians made off with the cattle and horses owned by the families.
Both Grandparents had received their patriarchal blessings. I can remember so well, seeing dear little Grandma going to the old black box, or chest, as she called it. She would reach in, bring out her blessing, hand it to mother, and ask her to read it. It seemed such a source of strength and comfort to her in her last days. The one thing I remember in it, was that their posterity should be as Jacob’s of old, and as numerous as the sands of the sea. Of their 13 children, 12 grew to maturity, marrying, and are parents of large families. A host of grandchildren, some over 125 in number. I am happy to be counted among their great-grandchildren.
History obtained form Loya Moscon, 1888 E. Spring Creek Dr, Bountiful, Utah 84810
My records show that James Russell Ivie is the first born child of Anderson Ivie and Sarah Allred. James Anderson Ivie is the second child of James Russell and Sarah.
I have records of deeds and Anderson Ivie is the name shown on these. F.P.
Hettie M Robins gives us the following description of Eliza M Ivie’s last years.
“After the death of her husband, the care of Eliza fell on the shoulders of her son Martin and his wife, Martha Ivie. Her son moved a one-room log house onto his lot so his mother would be near them. When her son bought a larger home his mother was given a large sunny room to live in. I imagine I see it now with its fireplace and one or two pots hanging from hooks over the flames of coals. There was a very small cook stove in the corner. Her table was next to the fireplace. Just under the window was the large black box or chest that came across the plains with them. Next was the four-poster bed with rawhide stripes crisscrossed for slats or springs. The floor and hearth were scrubbed clean enough to eat on. White short curtains were at the windows The white cover on the black box and cover over the bed pillows all with knotted edging and made out of course white cotton yarn. I remember her telling everyone once that although she was dead and laid out of the cooling board, she said, "But I fooled them, I came back to life again because my mission on earth was not finished." She would sometimes get a little out-of-sorts at some of our pranks and say: "If you youngans don't behave yourselves when I die I will come back and haunt ye."
"Both Grandparents had received their patriarchal blessings. I can remember so well, seeing dear little Grandma going to the old black box, or chest, as she called it. She would reach in, bring out her blessing, hand it to mother, and ask her to read it. It seemed such a source of strength and comfort to her in her last days. The one thing I remember in it, was that their posterity should be as Jacob's of old, and as numerous as the sands of the sea. Of their 13 children, 12 grew to maturity, marrying and are parents of large families. A host of grandchildren, some over 125 in number. I am happy to be counted among their great-grandchildren."
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