Tuesday, September 1, 2020

The John Henry Owen Wilcox Family (from our archives and updated)

History Of John Henry Owen Wilcox

History Of John Henry Owen Wilcox
taken from Family Search written by J.O. Meiling

On December 25, 1775, in a little town in Rhode Island, was born Hazard Wilcox. He met and wed Sarah Seeley. In 1824 the resided at Benton, Arkansas, where on 14 Feb. 1824, was born John Henry Owen Wilcox, the youngest and last of a larg family and the subject of this treatise.

Little is known of his early life. Leaving Arkansas the family settled in Missouri, where in 1831 the father died. It was here in Marion County, Missouri that the boy accepted Mormonism. This new religion had aroused such bitter antagonism against its adherents that mob violence was prevalent throughout the Middle west. They lived in Jackson, Clay, and Caldwell counties in Missouri, being driven from place to place with less regard than for so many cattle. On one occasion, Grandfather escaped the wrath of the mob by hiding in a corn field, and another time he was clad in girls clothing to cover his idnentity lest he be taken away by a brother-in-law who was bitterly opposed to his affiliating with the Mormons. He witnessed the transfiguration of Brigham Young when he assumed the likeness of the Prophet Joseph Smith at the time a successor to lead the western trek was being discussed. When it was seen futile to further attempt to maintain the homesteads in the Mississippi valley, and hold their religious convictions, the Mormon converts, in accordance with the advice of the Prophet Joseph, prepared to head west into the unknown Rocky Mountain region. John Henry Owen, with his widowed mother and sister Jane, was among them and early in the summer of 1847, in a slowly moving ox drawn prairie schooner, set out in John Taylor's Company, bound for that unknown, unexplored western wilderness. Jane and Justus Azel Sealey were married 10 March 1842, and were in the same Company. Over the prairie lands, along the North Platte river, up the ridges and valleys, up of the Wasatch Mountains, and down through Emmigration Canyon continued that trek of more than 1000 miles, the like of which is recorded no where else in history. What were the emotions that surged through his being his being when , on September 30, 1847, from a vantage point on the Western Slope of Big Mountain, he gazed over Salt Lake Valley, a cheerless, desolate, uninviting desert wasteland? What did he behold in that panorama to bid him welcome, or to suggest that this is the long sought haven in which to build a home? Somber indeed, was the picture painted by Jim Bridger when he urged the original emigrants not to stop in Salt Lake Valley. Said he, "This is no place for civilized man. Nothing but wild beasts and savages could possibly survive the vigors of the elements and the destitution of this barren land. Nothing can grow and utter starvation will inevitably follow if settlement is attempted." Did Grandfather lament and want to turn back as did the children of Israel? Never. With a burning desire for a home in a land of religious freedom, as the obstacles that beset the way of the o conquer the obstacles that beset the way of the frontiersman, as in the woof there was woven into his being some of the most enduring fabric that ever formed a part of human character.

He first settled in Salt Lake, where on the 14th of March, 1848, he was married to Mary Young, a convert from Ontario, Canada, who also came westward in John Taylor's Company. In 1850, they moved to Manti remaining there until 1853, when they settled at Fort Hamilton, a settlement located some distance west of the present site of Mt. Pleasant. That same year, they moved to Pleasant Grove, Then to North Ogden. In 1860, he came to Mt. Pleasant whare they resided the rest of their lives. He homesteaded 20 acres of land Three miles north of the town and tilled this land for nearly 40 years until he became so feeble he could plow but a quarter of an acre per day.

Grandfather participated in the Walker and the Blackhawk Indian Wars. While residing at Fort Hamilton, he was employed at a sawmill in Pleasant Creek Canyon, where on one occasion he was left as a watchman while the other workmen went to town. In the early evening he heard the words, "go home." He paid no attention to this until the warning was repeated three times then he went home. On returning to camp the next day they found it a smoldering mass of ruin. The Indians had set fire to the lumber, the logs, the wagons and every combustible object, and driven off the cattle. This cost Grandfather his wagon and oxen, but did not deter him in his determination to strive on. He traded all his possessions, including a house and lot for another wagon and yoke of cattle.

Though he went hunting occasionally to augment the family food supply, he had little recreation, his first concern was to supply provisions for a wife and eleven children. His life was filled with toil, trials, hardships, privations, sacrifices and heartaches incident to life in that time. He was ambitious and worked at any form of labor available, including farming, logging, mining, building log and adobe dwellings. At one time he worked at a mine near Austin, Nevada, where he was so severely injured that he was weak for years. He was an expert log hewer, even made lumber by this method. His ability in making ox yokes was widely known and many men came to him for his service. On one occasion he exchanged a large load of poles for 40 pounds of wheat, which he planted on an acre and a quarted of land, and with joyousness they gathered from the threshing floor seventy bushels of grain. He grubbed oak brush for a peck of corn per day and thanked God for the opportunity of earning that 14 pounds of corn to help feed his family. In our day, we hear much about the full dinner pail but Grandfather well remembers the days his dinner bucket contained only a pinch of salt, with which he hoped to season a kettle of segas, thistle stocks, pig weed or other edible plants he might find to cook for his noon day meal. Grandmother Wilcox oft repeated, "As I look back on these agonizing times, I wonder how in the world we ever managed to keep body and soul together. I know, However, that it was through the graciousness of the Good Lord on High, we were able to withstand those terrible ordeals." The Mormons made the desert blossom as the rose, but the first "roses to bloom for grandfather were a few potatoes broduced from seed brought from California on pack animals and sold pour to a customer at 25 cents each.

Grandfather never learned to read or write, yet the feat of turning this sagebrush covered wasteland into fields of bounteous harvests, will be emblanzoned on the history of Utah by these early pioneers. It was not the call of wild, the desire for fame or fortune, or adventure that promted him to abondon his friends and posessions, but the hope of finding a place where he could dwell in peace and safety, unbomolested by a bloodthirsty mob determined to annihilate the converts to this newly-born religion. He had morality, truthfulness, and strict adherence to the golden rule worthy of emulation to the end of time.

"Well done, thou good and faithful servant, ... ... ..."


The following is a handwritten history written by a daughter of Mary and John Henry Wilcox .

Wednesday, July 1, 2020

Jacob Christensen ~~~ Pioneer of the Month ~~ July 2020

Jacob and Ingaborg Christensen 

BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH OF THE LIFE OF JACOB CHRISTENSEN AND FAMILY Copied by Karen Shelley Hacking Great Grandfather of Norman Shelley Jacob Christensen, son of Christen Petersen and Maren Thompsen, eldest of ten children, was born in Vennsyssel, Hjoring, Denmark, September 21, 1827. His father was the son of Peter Peterson and Mette Christensen. His father, Christen Peterson was born in Lendum, Jutland, Denmark and his mother Maren Thomsen was born in Hapstyert, Jutland Denmark. His boyhood days were typical of the times in which he lived. His parents earned their scanty living by fishing. Many times later in his life he told his children of the following incident that took place when he was a mere boy. He was employed by a certain woman to herd her cows. A part of his wages was to be his lunch. The woman, was not of a very generous nature and one night Jacob said to her, "My eyes must be getting very poor.” she replied, "Oh, how’s that my boy?" "Because", he said "I could hardly see any cheese on my bread today." When a young man he spent two years in the service of his king, as was customary. He served as a sailor and one day was ordered to climb up and repair the mast and while so doing he lost his balance and plunged headlong into the ocean. He was almost drowned, having gone down for the third time when he was rescued. Many times later in life he related this experience and said that drowning would be a most peaceful death. Jacob joined the L. D. S. church in his native land on Feb. 20, 1853 and was a traveling elder for the following two years. He married Inger Kristine Thomsen Jan. 19, 1855. She became the mother of nine children, the eldest being born in Denmark before immigration.
In 1857 they immigrated to the United States. A perpetual emigration fund came into being through the desires of the Church leaders to bring to this land those too poor to provide themselves with the transportation money which was needed. The provision of this act says: "Where as there are many good and worthy people who would gladly emigrate to this state if they were provided with the means." This fund provided money for the emigrant, who paid it back just as soon as he could, after getting settled in Zion.
 Jacob’s mother accompanied them to Omaha, Nebraska, where she died a short time later. They were compelled to stay here for two years, because of lack of funds to go further. Here, although he took whatever employment he could get at sawmills and adobe yards, they lived under the most trying circumstances. One time he was obliged to trade one shirt, of his meager supply of two, for a bushel of frozen turnips, which they boiled and then warmed up in tallow.
In the meantime his wife’s parents, Thomas C. and Else M. Olsen Jensen had disposed of their property in Denmark preparatory to immigrating to Utah. They joined Jacob and his wife at Omaha and then crossed the plains together with the Nesling Company. While crossing the plains Jacob and his good wife encountered a great misfortune. `Their only child died. The company halted and buried the little one by the wayside. Jacob, overcome with grief, threw himself across the newly made grave, declaring he could not go on and leave it. Grasping hold of him, his wife said, "Jacob, you’re not a child are you? This will not do, me must go on."
They located in Mt. Pleasant, and were among the first settlers in the fall of 1859, living in a dugout until the fort was build. Jacob helped to build the south wall of the fort, furnishing team, wagon and his own work. Homes were built against the inside walls of the fort where the settlers lived. By the fall of 1859 Mt. Pleasant had a population of 800 people.
The first ward was organized at Mt. Pleasant, July 9, 1859, by Elders George A. Smith and Amasa M. Lyman. William S. Seely was ordained bishop. Jacob Christensen became his first counselor. The Bishop and his counselors were looked upon as the leaders of the group. They were the superintendents, planners, confidant tribunal, directors, ecclesiastical tribunal, the leaders of the group, in fact the responsibility of the settlement rested upon their shoulders. They were all busy people those days, building homes, a fort, clearing and plowing land, planting crops, building fences, canals, fighting and guarding against Indians, harvesting crops, and a score of other jobs.
Thereafter, he devoted much of his time to the building up of this community. He was a shareholder in Mt. Pleasant’s first cooperative institution and organizer of the United Order here. He served as Counselor to Bishop William S. Seely for seven years and as president of the High Priest’s quorum for twenty—five years. January 14, 1865, he married Ingeborg Anderson, daughter of Christian and Karen Anderson. Ingeborg was the only daughter and the youngest of a family of four, born in Seiland, Denmark, April 28, 1846. Her father was a tailor, and Ingeborg had a comfortable childhood, attending the schools of the town until her parents accepted the Latter-day Saint Church and decided to leave their homeland for Utah, where her three brothers had already settled. This was in 1862. She spent her sixteenth birthday aboard a sailing vessel, crossing the Atlantic Ocean. The trip across the ocean was so miserable, it stood out in her memory as forty—six days of misery.
After landing in New York and crossing the plains by ox team, furnished. by' the church, she landed in Salt. Lake City. Her brothers met her and her parents here. She was offered a job in Salt Lake City by a family named Deckers. This seemed a blessing from heaven to her; now she could have a job to earn some money to help get some of those things so much needed by herself and her family. After some months there, she started working for one of Brigham Young’s wives where she stayed for some time. After a year in Salt Lake, Ingeborg went to Mt. Pleasant to be with her folks. This young girl of 18 obtained work in the home of Jacob Christensen whose wife had a family of youngsters, and in that day with the lack of any comforts, a family gave the mother plenty work to do.
Plurality of wives was in flower at that time. Those who could afford two families and were worthy could get permission of the Church authorities to marry a second wife. Jacob asked Ingeborg to marry him, and after due consideration she accepted his offer of marriage. They were married January, 1865. She was 19 years of age and he was double her age, but it seems at that time, this was often the case. Jacob Christensen and Ingeborg Anderson were sealed 14 Jan 1865. He was sealed to Inger Kirstine Jensen 4 Oct 1862 and he was sealed to Anna Christena Magnussen (Marberg) on 15 Mar 1869. Ingeborg became the mother of seven children, two dying in infancy.
About this time Jacob took a very active part in the Black Hawk War, being captain of Company A, Mt. Pleasant Militia and was in several engagements with the Indians. He was also a Councilman in Mt. Pleasant’s first City Council. On March 15, 1869, he married his third wife, Anna Christena Marberg, daughter of Johannes and Christine Peterson Marberg, who was born March 2, 1850 at Leitse, Gutland, Sweden. She was the second child in a family of four daughters.
Even during Anna’s early childhood tragedy and hardship stalked through her life. Her family was desperately poor, as were most of the people in the locality in which they lived. That part of Sweden was barren and unproductive. The climate was cold and the people were entirely dependent upon the rainfall for their crops. Food and fuel were scarce, coal being unheard of and wood had to be bought.  . Ann’s father was a tailor, of the machine less age, doing all his sewing by hand and, at times, walking miles and spending days to sew at the homes of the more well—to—do. His wife assisted him in his work and a good part of her time she worked for others, sometimes in a slaughter house, taking her pay in meat to help out the family larder. Anna began her working career at the age of nine, tending children.
Johannes Marberg was a very devout man. He and his family were members of the Swedish Lutherian Church, the prevailing religion. During Anna’s early childhood her parents were converted to the L.D.S. church by a Mormon missionary named Warnick of Battle Creek, Utah, now known as Pleasant Grove, Utah. Elder Warnick not only brought the Marbergs their religion, but he gave them a beautiful friendship and instilled in their hearts the desire to immigrate to Utah. Anna was baptized and confirmed a member of the church, by her father, when she was ten years old.
In the fall of 1863, when Anna was just thirteen years old, her father contracted typhoid fever and died, leaving her mother destitute and with a family to provide for. Christine Marberg having no means of maintaining the home, was forced to sell her small house and household goods at public auction and find a home for herself and daughters. The eldest daughter, Marie Helena, 15, and Anna were taken in by families to help care for children. The third child, Augusta, age 5 was taken by a moderately wealthy L.D.S. family. The mother with her infant daughter, Hedda, secured a place to work for a family named Collgren.
During this time of misfortune Elder Warnick had proved a staunch friend of the Marberg family. In the spring of 1864, he received an honorable release from his mission and the money for his fare home. Knowing Christine Marberg’s great desire to go to Zion, Adolph Warnick stayed in Sweden and loaned Christine his fare to Utah.
On account of her limited finances Mrs. Marberg was unable to take her three eldest daughters with her when she immigrated. The child, Augusta was still with the family who had taken her at the time of her father’s death and who had become greatly attached to her. Friends rallied around Mrs. Marberg, promising to care for Anna and Marie Helena. The day came when the mother was to depart for• America and.`Utah, a day• to the end of days never to be forgotten by Anna. Her mother and baby sister, in company with the Collgrens and another family of converts had packed their belongings in white topped wagons which were to convey them to the nearest railroad center. The country was perfectly flat and level and Anna and Marie Helena watched and waved to their mother until the wagons became a mere speck in the distance. It was two sad and lonely little girls, just 14 and 16, who turned back to the mercy and charity of friends and relatives. Marie Helena went to her maternal grandparents, Peer and Helena Peterson, who were devoted to the girl, but bitter toward her mother for joining the L.D.S. faith. Anna was to stay with an aged couple and their widowed daughter.
Because of the gap between age and youth, life with the old couple became intolerable to Anna. She sought the advice and council of her sister and it was decided that Anna should leave this place and go to her father’s sister, Marie, who worked in a neighboring rural community. So Anna and Marie Helena walked the four Swedish miles, equivalent to sixteen American miles, to the place where the Aunt worked as a cook for a group of laborers. Marie Helena rested here for a couple of days and walked back alone to west Gutland.
How Anna hated to see her go, it was well the girls could not read the future for they never saw one another again. Marie Helena, never a robust child, was taken seriously ill shortly after this and was taken to a hospital in a distant city and died and was buried there. Anna knew nothing of this until she received word from the Grandmother, through the Aunt, that her sister was dead and she could call at the Grandparents and get the few possessions the girl left, if she desired. Even the mother, on her journey across the ocean, was not free from the tragedy that seemed to follow the Marbergs. The baby Hedda, now one and a half years old, contracted the measles and died during the early part of the night. The mother, dreading to have her child thrown overboard, lay with the dead baby in her arms until morning. Then she reported it’s death to the ship’s authorities and the little one was buried in the ocean.
In the meantime the family who had taken Augusta, immigrated to America, taking this child with them. While crossing the plains the entire family, including the child, died of cholera. Only the hired man, who immigrated with them, lived to carry the story of Augusta’s death to her mother.
Anna, now alone in Sweden, was again faced with the problem of finding a home. It was no longer possible for her Aunt to keep her at the place she worked. Anna was a pretty, red haired girl and the men would not keep their hands off her. Although Anna was now old enough to hire out, she lacked the required education to do so. There were no schools in the rural areas of Sweden, so Anna never attended a day of school in her life. It was the custom, however, for one to be able to read and repeat to a priest portions of the Swedish Testament and the Catechism. When they passed this test they were fairly well educated and ready to begin work. Anna studied diligently and in time mastered these books. She secured a place to do housework, with the customary understanding that she must remain six months and she was given one dollar in advance to bind the bargain.
She was about to begin her second year at this place when she received word from Elder Warnick, who was still in Sweden, that he had a letter from her mother repaying the loan he made to her and telling him she was borrowing the money to bring Anna to Utah. Elder Warnick advised Anna not to begin another six months of service, but she had no other place to stay until her money came so she was obliged to start a third six months term.
Again Adolph Warnick proved to be the rare friend he was. When Anna’s fare arrived he found a girl to take her place, brought the girl to his household and took Anna back to West Gutland, where she stayed awhile with Adolph’s sweetheart’s parents and then later in the spring he took her to Jutaborg where she began the first lap of her journey to America. From here she crossed the north sea to Liverpool, England. At Liverpool she boarded a sailboat and spent five weeks on the Atlantic Ocean. This company was to have had the first steamship to cross the ocean, but were disappointed and so made the last sailboat trip over the Atlantic.
Anna arrived in New York City in July of 1868 and came by railroad to Omaha, Nebraska. She then joined the Folkman and the C. C. A. Christensen companies and. began a four weeks trek across the plains, walking all the way. It was the middle of August when she joined her mother, who had come to Salt Lake City, from Mt. Pleasant to meet her after a four year separation. It was a happy meeting between mother and daughter. They were the only survivors of a family of six. They never again parted until the mother's death in the spring of 1907. On March 15, 1869 at the age of nineteen, Anna was married in the Endowment House in Salt Lake City, to Jacob Christensen of Mt. Pleasant, Utah, 23 years her senior. Her first home was the old Haage home on South State Street, now owned by Maxine Johansen Hardy. This house, built by Jacob Christensen was considered one of the finest residences of the early days. Jacob Christensen died March 9, 1915, having been an invalid for eleven years.
Anna became the mother of ten children, three dying in infancy, one in youth and two in middle life. She was the wife of a soldier and the mother of a soldier. She was a faithful church worker, being a visiting teacher for over forty years when the teacher’s beat covered miles instead of blocks and the contributions consisted of the staples, such as flour, eggs, meat, etc.
Anna died May 7, 1937 at the age of 87 years, two months and five days. She left four children, fifteen grandchildren and ten great- grandchildren. Her once red hair was grey, but her back that carried so many burdens was still unbent and her spirit still unbroken and surely, the good Lord, who holds the destinies of men in the hollow of His hand, will have a special reward for souls like these, who have kept the faith. This history was written by Olea Thompson, granddaughter of Jacob and Anna Marberg Christensen.   

The following is a history from our archives and published in 2012

Jacob Christensen, son of Christen Petersen and Maren Thompsen, eldest of ten children, was born in Vennsyssel, Hjoring, Denmark, September 21, 1827. His father was the son of Peter Peterson and Mette Christensen. His father, Christen Peterson was born in Lendum, Jutland, Denmark and his mother Maren Thomsen was born in Napstyert, Jutland Denmark.

His boyhood days were typical of the times in which he lived. His parents earned their scanty living by fishing. When a young man he spent two years in the service of his king, as was customary. He served as a sailor.

Jacob joined the L.D.S. church in his native land on February 20, 1853 and was a traveling elder for the following two years. He married Inger Kristine Thomsen January 19, 1855. She became the mother of nine children, the eldest being born in Denmark before immigration.

In 1857 they immigrated to the United States. a perpetual emigration fund came into being through the desires of the church leaders to bring to this land those too poor to provide themselves with the transportation money which was needed.

Jacob's mother accompanied them to Omaha, Nebraska, where she died a short time later. They were compelled to stay here for two years, because of lack of funds to go further. Here, although he took whatever employment he could get at sawmills and adobe yards, they lived under the most trying circumstances. One time he was obliged to trade one shirt, of his meager supply of two, for a bushel of frozen turnips, which they boiled and then warmed up in tallow. While crossing the plains Jacob and his good wife encountered a great misfortune. Their only child died.

They located in Mt. Pleasant, among the first settlers in the fall of 1859, living in a dugout until the fort was built. Jacob helped to build the south wall of the fort, furnishing team, wagon and his own work. Homes were built against the inside walls of the fort where the settlers lived. By the fall of 1859 Mt. Pleasant had a population of 800 people.

Jacob Christensen Grave Marker

The First Ward was organized at Mt. Pleasant, July 9, 1859, by Elders George A. Smith and Amasa M. Lyman. William S. Seely was ordained bishop. Jacob Christensen became his first counselor. The Bishop and his counselors were looked upon as the leaders of the group. They were the superintendents, planners, confidant tribunal, directors, ecclesiastical tribunal, the leaders of the group, in fact the responsibility of the settlement rested upon their shoulders.

They were all busy people those days, building homes, a fort, clearing and plowing land, planting crops, building fences, canals, fighting and guarding against Indians, harvesting crops and a score of other jobs.

Thereafter, Jacob devoted much of his time to building up of this community. He was a shareholder in Mt. Pleasant's first cooperative institution and organizer of the United Order here. He served as Counselor to Bishop William S. Seely for seven years and as president of the High Priest's quorum for twenty five years.

January 14, 1865, he married Ingeborg Anderson, daughter of Christian and Karen Anderson. Ingeborg was the only daughter and the youngest of a family of four, born in Seiland, Denmark, April 28, 1846. Her father was a tailor, and Ingeborg had a comfortable childhood attending the schools of the town until her parents accepted the Latter-day Saint Church and decided to leave their homeland for Utah, where her three brothers had already settled. This was in 1862.

Plurality of wives was in flower at that time. Those who could afford two families and were worthy could get permission of the Church authorities to marry a second wife. Jacob asked Ingeborg to marry him, and after due consideration she accepted his offer of marriage. The were married, January 1865. She was 19 years of age and he was double her age, but it seems at that time, this was often the case. Ingeborg became the mother of seven children, two dying in infancy.

About this time Jacob took a very active part in the Black Hawk War, being captain of Company A, Mt. Pleasant Militia and was in several engagements with the Indians. He was also a Councilman in Mt. Pleasant's first city council.

On March 15, 1869, he married his third wife, Anna Christena Marberg, daughter of Johannes and Christine Peterson Marberg, who was born March 2, 1850 at Leitse, Gutland, Sweden. She was the second child in a family of four daughters.

They were married in the Endowment House in Salt Lake City. Their first home was the Haage home about 411 South State Street, Mt. Pleasant (now vacant). This house, built by Jacob Christensen was considered one of the finest residences of the early days.

Anna became the mother of ten children, three dying in infancy, one in youth and two in middle life.

Jacob died March 9, 1915, having been an invalid for eleven years.

Thursday, June 18, 2020

Friday, May 1, 2020

Andrew and Louise Beckstrom

Andrew and Louise Beckstrom 

  1. Conversion and immigration of Andrew Beckstrom and his cousin Hakan Anderson from the history of Haken Anderson written by his daughter, Hanna Anderson Hanson.

Hakan Anderson had a cousin by the name of Andrew Beckstrom, who was about his own age. Two brothers had married two sisters, so Hakan and Andrew were double cousins and were always good pals. Andrew had learned the trade of blacksmith and was a jolly fellow and they had some good times together. One day his cousin Andrew came to see him and said that he had some news. He said as he was walking down the lane, he met two gentlemen dressed very nice. They passed the time of day and told him they were going to hold a meeting that night at Peter Jenson’s house. “Would you please tell your neighbors and friends about it?” they asked. “So here I am to tell you Hakan. Let’s go and hear what they have to say. I happen to think they might be Mormons, but let’s go see for ourselves just what kind of people they are.” Hakan said that he would go if the boss would let him off. They went to the meeting that night. To their surprise, the preachers read the same verses out of the Bible that they had already heard their minister read. “It must be the same Bible,” Andrew said. “The only thing, they make it sound clearer.” And it seemed to them that this must be the true Gospel. Everything that was said was good, so how could the people say evil against them. If only they would go and hear for themselves. These are the thoughts the boys had. As the cousins were walking home, Hakan said, “I want to go again, don’t you Andrew?” “Sure,” Andrew said, “Only you know what father and mother will say when they find out.” Hakan said, “The last time I was home, father gave me a lecture about the Mormon missionaries and warned me to beware of them, that they were evil and were murderers. ‘Don’t go near them, son, I am warning you,’ he said, so now I don’t know how to break the news to them. As you know, my father is a very determined man.” But nevertheless, Hakan did tell his father that they had gone to the Mormon meeting. His father said the Mormons should be horse whipped out of town. “To think they would come to Sweden to convert people,” he said, “We have the true gospel and do not want to hear anything new.” Hakan and Andrew kept going to the Mormon meetings. The more they heard, the more they wanted to hear, so on September 17, 1857, they applied for baptism and were baptized. After they had joined the Church, father was so happy that he went home to tell his parents the good news, but his father was very angry, and said, “It is too bad they didn’t tie a rock around your neck so you could have stayed under. To think those awful Mormons have come and converted a son of mine. It is enough to break my heart. Now Hakan you belong to them, go – you have disgraced our whole family. You don’t belong to us anymore. Don’t ever darken our door again.” Hakan said, “I won’t bother you again, father. Goodbye mother and all of you.” Hakan left and never saw his family again. He was thinking now of going to Utah with a Mormon Band of converts and there live the religion he knew to be true.

Per memory of Beverly Smith Berntsen (granddaughter) , Louisa walked the plains at the age of 14.

The following are quotations from the Mt. Pleasant History Book where "Beckstrom" is noted:

When the building of the Deseret Telegraph Line was in pro­gress, President Brigham Young called a number of young men to learn telegraphy. Anthon H. Lund was among those called; on his return to Mount Pleasant, he built a Telegraph office, and when the Deseret Telegraph Line was extended through the south­ern settlements, he took position as operator and also conducted a daguerreotype photograph gallery. This place became a popular gathering place for the young people of the community. The tele­graph office and photograph gallery was built on the west side of State Street about one-fourth block south between Main and First South. This site was purchased from Andrew Beckstrom by Anthon H. Lund, who paid a large clock in part payment for same. About this time, John Knudsen Sr. also purchased his city lot, giving their choice feather bed in payment

President Brigham Young's Visit

September 12th, President Brigham Young and a number of the apostles and elders visited Mount Pleasant. A suitable wagon, drawn by four fine horses, was fitted up and driven by Rasmus Frandsen and Andrew Madsen, taking the Mount Pleasant Brass Band to Fountain Green, where they met the party. Coming back by way of Moroni, they led the procession and furnished the music. James Hansen leading the band, among others who were members were John Waldermar, Daniel Beckstrom, Andrew Beckstrom, Andrew Anderson, Bent Hansen and Mortin Rasmussen.

Brass Band Organized

The following was recorded by Mrs. Louise Hastler: "In the autumn of 1869 the governor sent out a notice to the citizens of Sanpete County that a military drill would be held the first week

in November, did requested all soldiers and men that could bear arms to be ready and on hand for a three-day drill. The gathering place would be between Ephraim and Manti. All captains and officers of the Indian War organizations should be represented and also the Military bands . . . . When this notice was served the brethren wanted to make a good showing and made necessary preparations. John Hastler had arrived in Mt. Pleasant in October and brought with him a full set of musical instruments from Switzerland. Bishop Seeley and the leading brethren engaged him to organize a Brass Band at once. This was affected about the 15th of October, 1869, with John Hastler, James Hansen, Bent Hansen, John Waldermar, Andrew Beckstrom, Daniel Beckstrom. James C. Meiling, August Wall, Aaron Oman, Peter Syndergaard. Andrew Syndergaard, Soren Hansen, Lars Nielsen (Fiddler), Mortin Rasmussen, Jacob Hafen, Ulrich Winkler, Oscar Barton, Charlie Hampshire, and Paul Coates. John Hastler and Olaf Rosen­lof were chosen as their leaders. John Hastler distributed the instruments at once. In three weeks, at the appointed time, they were able and ready to play six or more of our national and popular tunes, which made a good showing for Sanpete County. Their efforts were much praised and appreciated by the visiting staff."

At these drills all the Indian War officers and soldiers wore blue coats trimmed with brass buttons. These coats were home­made, but, in the different communities there were a number of tailors as well as women who came to the various homes and made men's clothing. It is remembered that Mrs. Jepsen Stohl, as well as others, were thus employed.

An act to pension the survivors of certain Indian Wars from

January 1, 1859, to 1891 was approved March 4, 1917. Coming at this late date the majority of those who had served in the early days had passed away. The following named are those who at that time proved up in Mt. Pleasant: Martin Aldrich, Claus An­derson, C. W. Anderson, Rasmus Anderson, Oscar Barton, Rudolph Bennett, Andrew Beckstrom, Martin Bohne, Martin Brother­son, Joseph Burton, John Carlson, James Christensen, Robert Eiertson, Rasmus Frandsen, James Hendricksen, Neils Johansen, Andrew Jensen, Sophus Johnson, John Knudsen, Brigham Lee, Peter Monsen, Bennett Monk, James Olson, Ole Arlson, Olof Rosenlof, Conderset Rowe, Hyrum Seely, John H. Seely, William Seely, Olof Sorensen, John Waldermar, August Wall, Thomas Wrest, Hazzard Wilcox, Alma White, Joseph Wise, Oscar Ander­son, Wesley Bills, Joseph Coates, Henry Ericksen, Peter N. Jensen, Peter Rasmussen, Joseph N. Seely, Andrew Rolph, S. A. Barton, Edmond C. Johnson, William Olson. The last four named are living in Mt. Pleasant, in 1939, as are the widows of Martin Aldrich, Joseph Burton, Sophus Johnson, Oscar Barton, Hazzard Wilcox, John Carlson, Peter M. Jensen, Oscar Anderson and A. G. Omen.

Tuesday, April 7, 2020

Lucius Nelson Scoville

A daughter of Lucius Nelson Scoville was Eliza Rebecca Scoville McArthur, the wife of Duncan Washington Perry McArthur and George Haws.  So the following history is hers as well. 


Life History of Lucius Nelson Scoville

This Story was taken from the diaries and journals that were kept by Lucius Scoville, and so the facts as written here are authentic and reliable, he having kept his diary from day to day. Little, however, is know of his boyhood days, a great many valuable and important papers having been lost at some time about 1885. The facts contained in these papers and journals, covering his life from birth, to the age of twenty-two, will necessarily have to be omitted. Lucius N. Scoville was born in the little town of Middleberry, New Haven County, Connecticut March 18, 1806. The son of a Joel and Lydia Manville Scoville. Nothing is known of his life from that time until his marriage to Lura Snow, daughter of Lydia Alcott Snow, on June 15, 1828, in Middleberry, Connecticut. (The name of the town has since been changed to Waterberry).

 He and his wife continued to live in Middleberry until 1835, at which time they moved to Mantua, Ohio. They, however, did not stay long in Mantua, for toward the end of the year they left, moving to Kirtland, Ohio. It was here that both he and his wife joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, on July 2, 1836 and were baptized by President Joseph Smith.

 Soon after it was found necessary for them to return to Mantua, in order to dispose of the home and property that would be of no further use to them, as it had been definitely decided that they would establish residence in Kirtland. It took much longer to find a buyer for the property than had been contemplated, making it necessary for them to remain in Mantua. It was at last disposed of, and on June 9, 1837 they returned to Kirtland, where, in the meantime he had made two or three trips in order to build a house and have things ready for his wife and family. 

 In the month of October, following their arrival, he was ordained an Elder in the Church by Reuben Hadlock, First Counselor to the President of the Elders Quorum. And in the month of November he was called on his first mission, being appointed in Delaware County, Ohio. On December 25th, in company with Harrison Burgess, he left home, going south to the appointed mission field. 

At times it was very difficult for them. They were traveling without purse or script and were forced to depend upon the hospitality of the people they called on. Some were very kindly, inviting them to share their meals, then giving them lodging for the night. This treatment, however, was very much in the minority, for at a great many homes where they would ask for lodging the doors would be slammed in their faces, some people even threatening to turn the dogs on them. It was not unusual occurrence for them to have to apply at six or eight homes in order to find food and lodging, and in some cases after having walked from eighteen to thirty miles in one day, to be absolutely refused food of any sort or even allowed to sleep in the hay loft. But they continued their way, going from town to town, making the best of conditions and doing what they felt was the right thing. 

 On January 8, 1838, while traveling to Kingston, they met Brigham Young and a man by the name of Richards, they were advised by them to return to their families in Kirtland as there was some rumor of mobs, this bore out the things they had heard while in Lexington. While there they had heard repeated cries of "Joseph Smith", and had felt some misgivings at that time, so with this second warning it was decided to return home at once. 

They had arrived within some forty miles of home, when they encountered Joseph Smith and Sidney Rigdon, who with their families were in route to Missouri. From them they learned the reasons of secret whisperings, and the cries of "Joseph Smith", they had heard in Lexington, in effect, the same things that had been told them by Brigham Young, that things were not as they should be at home, and so, continuing their way in all possible haste, they arrived in Kirtland, and home after an absence of six weeks.

 Here everything was in great commotion, the families all preparing for a move to Missouri. They hoped in this way to escape the persecution which they were suffering in the State of Ohio.

 Soon after arriving home he left again, going on to Pennsylvania where he had business to transact, the business being some land which he was anxious to sell. Arriving at a small town just north of Pittsburgh, where the land was located, he was soon able to find a buyer for his property. He then bought a wagon and team and returned home. Upon his arrival he found conditions worse than when he left, a great many families had already left Kirtland, but there were many who were not able to leave as they had no means of hauling their household goods and personal belongings. Lucius, even though anxious to move his family out of Kirtland, because of the threatening attitude of the mob, hauled the household goods of a great many families from Kirtland to the Ohio river, a distance of one hundred miles each way. He made five trips, a total distance of one thousand miles. After helping transport the families who needed help, he left Kirtland with his own family on July 6,, 1838, in company with 536 others, traveling in sixty-two wagons, headed for Dayton, Montgomery County, Ohio, arriving there August 2, 1838. 

 Here the wives of the company kept school, and the men started the work building a turnpike, earning money to enable them to continue the journey. The camp was conducted by James Foster as the head, with Josiah Butterfield, Zerah Pulsper, Henery Herryman, Joseph Smith, Elias Smith, and Benjamin S. Wilbur as counselors. It was the intention of the leaders when this camp was organized that it should be conducted on the principles of equality, and that everyone with means, and were able to do so, should turn whatever they could over to the heads of the camp, so that all, including the poor and destitute could go on to Missouri. All members of the company made a pledge to this effect before leaving Kirtland. But soon after leaving Dayton, the leader who had charge of all the funds of the company showed very unfavorable symptoms, by granting very scanty rations of food for the members of the company, and only half rations for the teams of horses and oxen. He was keeping his own team well fed with full rations, which included three feedings of grain every day. In this way, his team was able to travel much faster, and with less difficulty than the other teams, covering without effort twenty five to thirty miles each day. The teams of the others were experiencing great difficulties, in many instances being unable to pull the loads without additional help. The leader payed no attention to the trouble so many were having, and continued at the fast pace he had already set. 

Great hardships were suffered, many of the company were sick and unable to help. Eleven children had died during this stop at Dayton, and it was apparent that many more would unless another stop was soon made, a stop that would enable them to take care of the sick, and also get food and a much needed rest, a place where they would be able to buy food for their horses and cattle, and give them a chance to recuperate after the hard trip. Only a short distance had been covered from Dayton, and though most of the company thought it best that a temporary stop be made, James Foster began talking of a definite stop, trying to get different ones to give up the trip and turn off with him. He said that they did not have the means of carrying them through, whether or not this was the actual truth was not definitely known, there was some doubts felt by a great many. So soon after arriving in the eastern part of Illinois, a great many families did stop, feeling that they could not continue. Some were even left by the side of the road without food or money, and in a number of cases actually sick. Even though other members of the company disliked this idea very much, they could not be prevailed upon to continue, so having no alternative, the wagon train continued on its way, leaving them, the people as was their wish. Arriving within some seventy or eighty miles of Far West, which at the time was their destination, the company again heard rumors which caused some excitement. Although at the time things seemed to be quieting down, there were still some cause for anxiety because of the mobs. Here it was that James Foster, the leader of the company, in spite of the strong pledges made before leaving Kirtland, suggested the party break up, and everyone go his own way, looking out for his own interests but the majority were in favor of staying together and continuing their journey, which they did. Foster, however, was the first to break the pledge made in Kirtland, turning off toward Dewitt, taking three or four families with him, he did this he said, to avoid troubles and difficulties which, he predicted would overcome if they continued on together.

 After the departure of Foster and the others who had turned away from the main body, the journey was continued to Far West, and completed in good time without having any of the troubles which it was said they would have to overcome if they continued on together. Here members of the Church were in very good spirits, and it was hoped by them that the wagon train would stop there. But after a one night stop, it was decided by the leaders to continue on their way. The following day they departed for a place called Adam-Ondi-Ahman, which was on the Grand River, in Daviess County, about twenty-eight miles from Far West. The company arrived there on October 6, 1838, just three months to the day from the time they left Kirtland. 

A great many privations and sufferings were experienced, both in body and soul during this journey, but as Lucius Scoville wrote in his diary of this period; "I feel very grateful for the privilege I had in traveling with a large body of Saints, as we had good opportunity to observe and learn human nature". At Adam-Ondi-Ahman, Oliver Snow, an uncle of Lucius Scoville's wife, found them a lot in town. Scoville immediately set to the work of getting materials for building, and buying provisions for the approaching winter. The mobs were still busy, and some two weeks after the arrival at Adam-Ondi-Aliman, again started to stir up trouble, threatening all who were in any way connected with the Church. They began their actual depredations in Dewitt, and the Saints upon being driven from that town, came to Far West, but it was not long before they began their hostilities against those living in Far West, in fact, all the Saints in Daviess County. These persecutions were carried so far as the burning of homes and the destroying of property in various ways.

 Conditions at last became so bad, that it was necessary for a guard to be placed night and day. As all members were required to take their turn at this guard duty, Lucius Scoville in company with Noah Rogers was one day doing picket guard about four or five miles from town. They had been riding through timber most of the time but had left it sometime before. They were about a mile and a half from where it was, when suddenly they found themselves confronted by a large mob which had seen them leave the timber and had ridden into a gully to hide, until the two men approached. Scoville and Rogers were almost upon them when they rode into view and told them to halt. Instead of doing as they were told, they turned the horses and rode hard for the timber line. Two members of the mob had faster horses than the others, and had drawn steadily away and were rapidly over taking the two men, who were riding for their lives, because it was known to them if they allowed themselves to be caught, the mob might shoot them down in cold blood, all of them were heavily armed and it was the practice of the mobs to fire on the Saints whenever the opportunity arose. And now, as they were about to ride into the timber, which meant safety, they were confronted by a deep ravine with perpendicular walls. This ravine was fully sixteen feet wide, and the horses were running with such speed that stopping was almost out of the question, but it was not left for them to decide, the horses kept straight on making a tremendous leap, spanned the ravine, landing with safety on the other side. Members of the mob who were close behind at once started to fire upon them. None of the shots at first took effect, but were so close they could be heard whistling by their heads. One shot, just before they rode out of range, did take effect, grazing Lucius Scoville's ear which caused a slight deafness he was to suffer all his life. They were soon in timber and safety. They wound their way through the heavily wooded country, in order to lose anyone that might be following, they at last arrived back in town, so thankful that they had escaped the assassins who would have taken their lives, for no other reason than that they believed in a different faith. 

 About this time members of the Church were attacked on Crooked Creek, where David Patten, among others, was killed. People living in various parts of Daviess County were forced to leave their homes in such haste, that they did not have time to gather things that were actually needed, many being forced out in the cold rainy weather without adequate clothing. They would go out on the prairie for some distance where it was possible to see the approaching of any mobs. Needless to say, there was a great deal of confusion. Some were living in tents, others were using green beef hides which were procured from the slaughter house soon after the cattle were skinned, these stretched over poles to give shelter, other had no protection from the weather and when it rained just had to make the best of it. People who a day or two before had a home and ways of making a living, now had nothing in the world, their home~ and properties had been burned, or in some way destroyed, innocent women and children turned out of homes, away from shelter, beds, food and warmth 0 f their fires, all this suffering because a murdering mob said, "they must go". 

A party of fifty arrived from Far West saying that a mob of several thousand strong were gathering near that place, and intended to attack next morning. This information was received about midnight, and at one A.M. a large party under the direction of Colonel Lyman Wight, of the 5th. regiment, left for Far West, arriving there about seven A.M. having covered the twenty-eight miles in about six hours. The mob had by this time moved up to within three-quarters of a mile from the town and were camped in plain view; they being on one rise of ground and the town on another with a small valley between them. The heads of the mob sent word that unless the leaders of the Church were handed over to them they would attack at eight A.M., the following morning. The answer to this demand was made by the people erecting large defensive breast-works which were made of logs , wagons and heavy household articles, using anything that would help withstand the attack with which they had been threatened, this work was carried on before the eyes of the thousands who made up the mob. 

 Some days previous to this, the Governor had received a report that was very much misrepresented, and had to do with the battle at Crooked Creek. The report being to the effect that the Saints were in the wrong, and had started the hostilities, which was anything but true. The Governor, however, ordered the mob to "exterminate those Mormons, drive them out of the State". This mob was stationed just on the outskirts of Far West, in addition to being several thousand strong, also had number of pieces of heavy artillery which were trained on the town, and it was not known from one minute to the next when they would open fire, most of them being cold blooded and only too anxious to begin their unreasonable warfare. Some of them seemed to take a fiendish delight in being brutal, and having managed to capture a few of the Saints who had been Out in the country for provisions, took them to their camp and treated them worse than the savages would. 

 One incident that was particularly brutal was the case of a man named Carey, who after being taken prisoner, was sitting on the tongue of a wagon when one of the mob approached, and without saying a word, and struck him over the head with a butt of his gun, striking him so hard that even the heavy stock of the rifle was shattered. Such cases of cold blooded murder and wanton brutality were not uncommon in the lives of those connected with the Church in the days of its infancy.

 Lucius Scoville was personally acquainted with Carey, having recently traveled with him from Kirtland to Missouri, he was known as a very mild mannered, inoffensive man, who was well liked by members of the company. Another case of the mob's absolute savageness was their attack on an old man, John Tanner, who after his capture, was tortured and wounded before being turned loose. After he was liberated and sent back as a warning to the others, their full force drew up in line of battle, but the Saints were determined that they would no longer suffer at the hands of those men without trying to protect themselves in some way, and now even more determined, since having sent word to the Adjutant General, of the difficulties and persecution they were suffering, and he had sent word for them to protect themselves against all marauders, they drew up in line of battle against the mob. No shots having been fired, Lieutenant Colonel George M. Hinkle, took a white flag and went out to talk to the mob leaders. After being with them for some time he returned, saying that they wished to talk to the leaders of the Church in order that they might come to some sort of an agreement. 

Trusting in Hinckle, Joseph Smith, Sidney Rigdon and Parley P. Pratt went out to meet the mob leaders, meeting them about half way between the two camps, Hinckle turned to the leaders and said, "Gentlemen, here are your prisoners". The Church leaders were marched into the enemies camp amid much shouting and screaming. Hinckle, even alter turning traitor, returned to the ranks of the Saints, saying that he had the confidence of Joseph Smith, and it was his suggestion that all arms be laid down. A consultation was held where it was decided that this would probably be the wisest move. They had no way of telling what might happen to the men who had been made prisoners if they did not comply, and, too, they were out-numbered one hundred to one, their number being only six or seven hundred, to the mob's six or seven thousand, and even though it was thought advisable to follow this course, the camp was very reluctant to give up the few arms and little ammunition they had as it was the only protection they had. They finally did, and all were marched into the enemy camp as prisoners. About seventy were placed under heavy guard. The rest were refused permission to return to their homes and could not even go in or out of the town without a special pass. 

The following morning the prisoners were brought from the camp to the public square in the town, when it was decided to place the prisoners in the Richmond jail. A column was formed and the Saints forced to march toward Richmond. Some thousand men then stationed themselves at Far West, establishing what they called a martial law, but which in reality was just another form of persecution. At the point of a bayonet citizens were forced to sign a deed of trust, which they said was to defray expenses of the war. The leaders of the Church had not been taken to Richmond as were the others, but were taken to Independence, there thrown in jail and shackled in irons. Among the men taken to Independence were Joseph Smith the Prophet, and Sidney Rigdon. They were kept but a short time and then taken to the town of Liberty, in Clay County, where they were kept for several months. 

 Things were still at a very high pitch in Far West, many fearing to return to their homes. But even though things were still bad, Scoville decided to return. He had not seen or heard anything of his family for over two weeks, and he felt that perhaps something was wrong. He started for home but had not gone far when he met a number of families who had just left Far West, his family was among them. So, after satisfying himself that they were all well, he continued his journey, thinking that he might be of some assistance to the families who were left in Far West. He stayed about ten days, then went to Log Creek where he started to work, building a log cabin on some property he had previously purchased. 

It was late in the year and a shelter had to be built before winter set in. He was able to get one finished before the snow fell, and then was fortunate in finding a job where he earned enough money to pay for provisions, buy a wagon, harness and many things they had been forced to leave behind when they were driven from town. The better part of the winter was spent in recuperation some of the losses suffered at Far West, and making new household goods. The family stayed here until the last week in February, when word was received that the Saints were gathering in Quincy, Adams County, Illinois. After debating the question, it was decided to load their things and move on to the new settlement. 

They started for Illinois the same week and arrived there March 6, 1839. A great many others were arriving daily, among them a number of the leaders who, up to that time had been imprisoned. A General Conference was called, and it was decided that all members of the Church unite in one locality. In case of trouble this would be more to their advantage than if they were scattered all over two or three states. In April the number of people had so increased in the town of Quincy that it was thought best to branch Out even more. It was at this time that they started to settle in Commerce, Hancock County, about fifty miles north of Quincy. A large tract of land was purchased and a town laid out which was called "Nauvoo" which means beautiful.

 Lucius Scoville decided to remain in. Quincy for a few months as he and his family were much in need of clothes, and the chance to earn the much needed money was greater in Quincy at the time, than it would be in Nauvoo. He was making much headway in his work, when on July 6th, he was taken ill, and it was only a matter of a few days until his wife and children were also sick in bed. The situation looked quite critical as there was no one to turn to at the particular time, the families who had remained were in practically the same position as the Scovilles. At the end of three months things were indeed bad, the money that had been earned prior to the sickness of the family, and which had been saved in order for them to go to Nauvoo had all been spent, and now, too weak from his recent illness to go back to work, someone had to be found who would furnish provisions or credit. He managed to find a farmer who was willing to provide them with food until he was able to go back to work, and with the understanding that it would be paid back before the family left for Nauvoo.  

On October 1st, word was received that a General Conference was to be held in Nauvoo. He made arrangements so that his family would be taken care of, then left to attend this meeting. It was at this Conference that the heads of the Church sent a party to Washington D.C. to see if something could be done about the treatment of the members of the Church were receiving in the State of Missouri. Judge Rigby, in company with Joseph Smith and Sidney Rigdon, went to Washington, but the trip proved to be useless as the government refused to do anything about the conditions existing in Missouri.

 In the meantime Scoville returned to Quincy where he worked that winter in order to liquidate the debts that had been contracted during and just after the illness of the family. All bills were paid up during the winter of 1839-1840. After which the family again started to save money which would enable them to move to Nauvoo. 

He was again called to General Conference in April, and at the close he returned to Quincy for his family, to return to Nauvoo, May 5, 1840. In December the same year, the city of Nauvoo was incorporated under the laws of the State of Illinois. The charter of the city proved to be very liberal. It was more than the Saints, so long harassed by mobs, had hoped to receive. It gave the full protection of the State. In the year 1841 another provision granted the City Council, power to "organize the inhabitants of the city, into a military body to be known as the 'Nauvoo' Legion" and which would afford protection to the citizens of the city. Lucius Scoville was a member of this organization. In the four years following the incorporation of the city of Nauvoo homes were built, ground broken and farms laid out. At the same time the Saints were putting a portion of their time, money and labors into the building of the Temple. But even though they thought they were at last established, it was to be proven that the labor and time spent in building their city and temple was to be undone at the hands of the mobs. 

Their dreams of peace in this locality, and the right to worship as they desired, was to be shattered. To again be forced even farther west into the wilderness in search of a place where they would forever be free of the enemies they had encountered wherever a settlement had been attempted. All this was predicted by the Prophet Joseph Smith, and though he did not live to see the exodus of the Saints, or to send out the first pioneer party, his predictions that within five years the Saints ~would be free of their old enemies, came true. 

The Prophet's life was drawing to a close, and on the 27th of June, 1844, he and his brother Hyrum were assassinated in the Carthage Jail.

Life of Lucius Nelson Scoville cont...
LIFE STORY CONT... This came as a great shock to all the Saints and caused much sorrow. The Prophet's life had been spared so many times it was felt that it would be during this time of mob action. The charter of the City of Nauvoo had proved a great protection to the Saints and guaranteed safety against the plotting of the mobs. The first attempt of the conspirators to have it repealed had failed, but in January, 1845, on the second attempt it was repealed by the state legislature. This, the inhabitants of the City of Nauvoo knew would practically be a signal for mob activity.

 This violence began in September of the same year and kept up until the exodus of the Saints from Nauvoo. The first of Saints crossed the Mississippi River; leaving for the West on February 4, 1846. Scoville was not able to leave at this time, his wife having died on the 27th of January of that year leaving four children; Loretta, Sarah, Eliza Rebecca and Henrietts. This, as was natural, made everyone in the home very sorrowful and it was hard for him to take care of the children, carry on his work in the Church and still try to make arrangements to leave Nauvoo for the West. 

 He later in the same year married Alice Hearst. On May 6th, he received an appointment, by order of the Council of the Twelve in the Western Camp of Israel, of which following is a copy of his credentials; "To the presidency of the Church of Jesus Christ of the Latter-Day Saints in England; Greetings; Brother Hadiock and Ward. The bearer of this is our much esteemed brother, Elder Lucius N. Scoville, who is also of the High Priesthood. We have been directed by the president, and the Council of the Twelve in the Western Camp of Israel, to send him unto you as a true and faithful worker in dispensing the word of life to the people in your country. He Is instructed to labor under your direction and presidency. The private seal of the Twelve having gone West we are unable to affix it to this letter. We beseech you to receive this, our brother, and render unto him every necessary facility that you may be able to, in order that he may be a blessing to you, to the cause and to himself. And that he may answer the expectations of his brethren who send him unto you. In the name of the Lord, Jesus Christ. 
Orson Hyde, President of the Council of Nauvoo. May 6, 1846 Wilford Woodruff, Clerk. I do hereby certify, that the fore going letter is true and faithful. Joseph Young, president over Seventies." This was his second call to fill a mission. The first having been in the Southern States, and this appointment to be filled in England. He was at this time making plans to follow with his family and many others who had already left for the West. On May 8th, he began sending his ox teams and cattle across the river. Arthur Meeks, who had for some time been living with the Scoville family, sent his stock over at the same time as he planned to make the trip West with them. On May 14th the family crossed the river, but an accident was to delay their trip even longer. One of the oxen while crossing got a chain hook in its foot, which made it necessary to remain on the other bank of the river and care for the injured hoof. While waiting, he made numerous trips to Nauvoo attending to many things he had been unable to before.

 May 20th saw the party again on their way and three days later they arrived at the Des Moines River, following it to the town of Bonaparte where the ferry crossing was located. But at this point, lack of food for the cattle, and the bad rainy weather forced them back on the prairie where they planned to camp for the night and return next day to cross the river. The next morning a wagon which was going to Nauvoo stopped at the camp. 

After talking the matter over with his family he decided to accompany the wagon back to Nauvoo, and from there to continue his way East and on to England where he was to labor in the mission fields. Making arrangements for the care of his family, and after writing to Brigham Young asking him to watch for them, or to appoint someone to do so, he left. Arrived back in Nauvoo two days later, where he remained for ten days during which time the mobs were very active. With his mother, who had been visiting them from Ohio, he left on June 10th by boat for St. Louis, where they arrived two days later. He immediately booked passage on the "Felix Grundy" to continue east by the canal and river route. 

 Soon after sailing from St. Louis he heard of five or six on board who claimed to have been members of the mobs in Missouri. Two of these were doing all the talking and much boasting, claiming that they had killed twenty Mormons. One in particular, an old man, who with his family were ordered out of their home, being given twenty minutes before the house was burned, the barn and stacks of grain had already been set on fire. With his family the "old man" started to run. One of the men who was doing this talking, George Sharret, by name, declared that the man had annoyed him, and so taking careful aim, shot the man in the back. This could readily be believed as a great many other cold-blooded murders of this type had been committed. 

The following extract were Scoville's own words, taken from his diary. "And one of these Missourians, by the name of Hyra Myers, said in a boasting manner, that he had from that time forward concluded that he would kill every Mormon he had a chance to, and especially on the steam boats, he swore that he would throw them overboard, saying that he thought it perfectly right to do so. I said to myself, "Good God, I can I endure of this" for I had heard them boast of many things which I knew were true, and my blood boiled in me (it was not known who I was) and I decreed in my heart that I would not endure this, for I thought that I would rather die on the spot than to think of enduring these anathemas for four or five days, it taking that time to reach Pittsburg, and I arose in the strength of Israel's God and told them that I was a Mormon and one of the old school, for I have heard your boasting and torture of the Saints, now, says I, if you wish to carry out these measures which you have threatened to do, you have a candidate, for I am the boy that is ready for you, for you are all of you, a band of murderers, and I care no more for you than I do for the crackling of thorns under the pot. Therefore, I said to them, repent and be converted that your sins may be blotted out. Then at this instant, Hyra Myers made a spring in the fury of a demon, swearing that he would have my hearts blood, and endeavored to obtain a pistol to shoot me with, but the passengers became alarmed and seized him, holding him by main strength, I ranked them all to-gether, telling them that it was just as bad to be accessory after the act as before. The Captain, on learning the particulars, placed a guard to protect me from those who had threatened to take my life and seemed determined to do so, but God over-ruled it and they said no more about Mormons. The passengers from the deck above sought my company and I got along quite well."

 He arrived in New York City, July 4th almost a month from the time he had left Nauvoo. It took two weeks in which to find a boat that he could afford to travel on, as he was traveling without "purse or script" but on the 16th of July he sailed on the packet ship "Fidelia". The trip was rather uneventful until the 29th, when fire broke out in the galley of the ship, and it looked for a while as though all on board would perish. The fire was making much headway and to make matters worse the greater part of the cargo was cotton with two hundred barrels of tar piled upon the deck, and these on both sides of the galley. After putting up a desperate fight the crew managed to put the fire out before it reached the tar barrels. After the excitement had died down it was found that the only damage done had been to the galley. He writes frequently in his diary of the fights on board the ship, and the brutality of the officers towards the passengers and crew alike.

 The coast of Ireland was sighted at 8 A.M., Saturday, August 8th the first land he had seen since leaving New York. That same day he wrote in his diary as follows--- 'We have had but two fights on board today and they were Irish women, they fought cruel, but this is a common thing for them, it happened a great many times during the voyage." The following morning, August 9th, 1846, they sighted the coast of Wales. At noon the following day, after laying outside the harbor at Liverpool all night, a tug boat towed them into the harbor and the long tedious sea trip was at an end, after having been on the water almost a month. 

 After spending most of the day at the custom house, he found lodging for the night and there marveled at the journey he had just completed, for when he left his family on the prairie, some miles west of Nauvoo, he had not a cent of money but had been fortunate in finding ways and means in which to make his trip. And now, having traveled 5,747 miles, he again found himself with no funds, in a strange land and a mission to be performed, which must be done without purse or script. During the next six weeks he spent his time working in this branch office of the Church,establishing himself in this new country, and at the same time doing a missionary's work. 

 On Thursday, September 24th he heard at the Church office in London that Brother Henry B. Jacobs and Oliver B. Huntington had just arrived at Liverpool from America. He was delegated to meet them at Waterloo Station in order to help them find lodging, also to see that they were made welcome and comfortable. Jacobs had seen Scoville's family about one hundred and twenty-five miles west of Nauvoo, and that they were in good spirits and enjoying the best of health, also that the wagon train was making fair progress. Each day getting nearer to the place where the Prophet Joseph Smith had predicted they would find peace and happiness.

 There are always new and interesting things to be seen in a foreign land, things that if seen in one's own country are soon forgotten, at least the memory of these events become dim after a few years. He writes in his diary of one event with which he was particularly impressed. It was a celebration held on September 28th, 1846, at the Zoological Gardens in honor of Queen Victoria. These gardens covering twenty-five or thirty acres, were so beautiful that they could almost be thought a thing of imagination, flowers and shrubs from all parts of the world, hot houses banked with ferns and flowers of the tropics. The walks and buildings were objects of splendor. Truly a sight never to be forgotten. 

 Word was received October 3rd. that a packet ship from America had just docked. Brothers Orson Hyde and John Taylor, we expected in England, but it was not known just when they were to arrive. Scoville and Cain went to the docks and found that they had arrived on this ship. There was much rejoicing at the news that two brothers had just come from America, bringing good tidings from the Camp of Israel, and telling of the situation of the Church in the wilderness, also the necessity of going there to carry out the measures of the murdered Prophet. 

 A meeting was called on October 4th, where Orson Hyde as one of the Twelve, spoke. Scoville, writing in his diary of this meeting, speaks of Hyde as talking with the "eloquence of a Cicero". Affairs of the Church and the conditions the missionaries were working under in England at that time were discussed. The meetings was attended by most of the Brothers who were in England, as well as many people who came to hear the sermons. He remained there working in the fields, until April of the year 1847, when word was received from Brigham Young that he and a number of others were needed at home, there was much work to be done, and it was requested that these men be released from their work in the mission field. 

The Saints were even planning a new move, one that would take them even farther west, and which would eventually bring them to the land where the Prophet had predicted that they would settle. The request for the release of these men was received in the form of a letter to Orson Spencer, President of the English Mission. 

 Scoville's family, after his departure for England, had traveled with the wagon train to Far West, but remained there for only a short time. Their next move was to the town of Garden Grove. It was here that he joined his family upon his return from England. They remained there until February 10, 1848, when he was appointed agent of emigration at New Orleans. He returned to Winter Quarters to make final arrangements, and on February 10th, accompanied by his wife and Wm. Clayton, set out over the overland route for St. Louis. Clayton was going only as far as St. Louis where he was to edit and publish the Latter-Day Saints emigrant guide. They stopped one night with Brother Richard Thorn who made them very welcome. The Scoville family, after the settlement in Utah a few years later, lived in the same town as the Thorn family and knew them well. 

 Much bad weather was encountered as it was the rainy season of the year. Some days they traveled in regular cloud bursts, the rain coming down in sheets for hours at a time. At this particular part of the journey, he writes in his diary of the ill health of the people in the countries through which they were traveling. The following is an extract from his journals of February 15, 1848;

 "During the evening, a man came in and gave me a description of that section of the country. He said that when they first settled there about fifteen years before that it was a very healthy country, and everything seemed promising, but now it was quite the reverse. Everything seemed to be flourishing until the Mormons were driven out of the State, and since that time real estate property had decreased in value by more than half. He remarked that now instead of seeing health blooming on every countenance there were marks of pain, sorrow and death. He said that within six miles of the place there were twenty-six widows whose husbands had died since the Mormons were driven out, and he said further that he had made up his mind to sell his farm for whatever he could get for it and leave the State, "for", said he, "whenever any of us are taken sick, we send for a physician and he cannot tell us what the trouble is, and it is mere chance if we get well. A large number of the inhabitants have the same feelings as myself about leaving the State. They would take almost anything for their property, if they could get away."  

On February 26th they met Philo Dibble and Daniel Davis who had left St. Louis a short time previously and were at the time bound for Winter Quarters. Scoville wrote a letter to his children who were at home being taken care of by an older sister. These men promised to deliver the letter when they arrived at Winter Quarters.

 On Tuesday, February 29th, they traveled the sixteen remaining miles to St. Louis, arriving there safely after having covered the four-hundred and twenty-eight miles from Winter Quarters in just twenty days. Most of the distance had been through country where the mobs were in the habit of rising at almost the mention of Mormon's; country in which the Saints had so lately been driven from their homes and in many other ways were persecuted. Four days were spent in St. Louis, during which time he sold his wagon and mule which would be no further use until their return from New Orleans. He also arranged many matters which President Nathaniel H. Felt, who had been appointed to cooperate with him in emigration. 

 On Sunday, March 5, 1S48, Scoville with his wife, and Mary McKinsied and Wm. Jones went on board the steam boat '1st. Louis" bound for New Orleans. The boat for some reason was detained and did not leave until the following day. He writes of the river's lowness which caused the running aground six or seven times, of six or seven never boats. The beauty of the peach and cherry trees along the river bank were in full bloom, the green, fresh looking fields, the numerous sugar cane and cotton plantations, and as they sailed further south, the large orange groves with large numbers of slaves working in them. They continued their trip down river until March 14th when the boat stopped at Lafayette to unload horses, cattle and hogs. From this place he walked with Brother Jones to the city of New Orleans. Upon his arrival March 14th, he immediately took charge of the emigration station. His duties consisted of meeting all ships arriving in that port from foreign countries. Taking care of all Mormon emigrants, seeing that they received their baggage and starting them on their way to Utah. For some he would have to find ways and means for them to reach their destination, as they would arrive in this country with no funds, having spent all that they had, in order to come here. He remained there working until July 13, 1849, when he was released as emigration agent. 

He left New Orleans, bound for St. Louis, in charge of a company of Scotch and Welsh emigrants, numbering one hundred and thirty. During this trip up the river and epidemic of cholera broke out among the Saints. Elder Scoville was kept very busy administering to the sick and helping care for them. Members of the company who were not stricken were kept busy day and night caring for the sick. However, by the time the boat arrived at St. Louis most all on board were well and able to start almost at once on the long overland route to Utah and the Salt Lake Valley, the land for which they had sacrificed so much and traveled half way around the world to reach.

 Scoville did not leave until June 1850, when with his family he started for the west and Utah. One daughter, Loretta, was already in the West, she had come out in 1847 with Brigham Young's second company of pioneers. After their arrival, the family remained in Salt Lake little more than a year, for in October, 1850, they moved south to Provo. The first year of the family's arrival in Provo was spent in the usual manner of any family arriving in a new community. Scoville as usual making plans for his future, seeking about a home for his family, making himself known around the city and doing the things that nay new-comer does in a new location. His family, too, were making themselves at home. The children getting acquainted, and the Mother joining different Church Organizations. During the first three months of his residence, three new adobe houses were built. The activities in the community were numerous and conditions as a whole were very good. Provo showed every prospect of being a prosperous town. 

Soon after his arrival Scoville asked that George Albert Smith be appointed to conduct the municipal affairs of Provo. They had lived in Provo just a year when Lucious Scoville, who had always been interested in public affairs, and being very public spirited man who had the affairs of the community at heart, was asked to take over a public office. On October 3, 1852, at General Conference held in Salt Lake City, he was asked if he would accept a nomination, which he said he would. The vote carried and he was made Superintendent of Public Works. At the Same conference he was chosen as a member of the Central Prayer Circle, which was quite an important organization and had as its members some of the most important leaders of Church and Civic Affairs. In addition to the appointment to office he was asked to take the position as Clerk of the Conference to be held in Salt Lake City. This position was also accepted by him. As Superintendent of Public Works he was in charge of a great deal of construction, for it was during this period of time that a large portion of the City of Provo was being built. The streets and general plan of the city were mapped out at that time, and it was from a great many plans made at that time that the present thriving, industrial and farming city of Provo developed. 

 The Indians during this time were still a menace to be reckoned with, and so on February 26, 1854, Lucius Scoville wrote a letter to the Deseret News in Salt Lake City, regarding the building of a wall around the city. Conditions for the settlers were so bad that this form of protection was necessary. President Brigham Young at this time called all of the settlers within a radius of the town to come in, bringing all they could with them. This would give everyone added protection until things quieted down so that it would be safe to once more carry on their work of farming and building without danger of an uprising at any time of day or night. This wall was to be built of mud and surrounded the whole town, after the wall was built and had dried it would be as solid as bricks, the mud was of the same ingredients as adobe. Life of Lucius Nelson Scoville cont...


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LIFE STORY CONT.. On March 2, 1854, he was appointed to succeed Isaac Higbee as Postmaster of Provo. He still retained his position as Superintendent of Public Works and gave good and faithful service in both offices until 1856. On December 7, 1854, he was called as Clerk of the Supreme Court, which was being held at the old State House in Fillmore. Judge Stiles, James Hayward and Marshall Stout, who accompanied Scoville to Fillmore, all commented on the building which housed the State Offices. In speaking of this structure, Lucius Scoville said, "A fine creditable building of red sand-stone and plastered walls." That building has endured the elements and today, standing in good condition serves as a relic hall of the Daughters of the Utah Pioneers. 

On July 31, 1855, he wrote a letter to the Deseret News in Salt Lake City about a sweet substances that appeared on the scrubs and trees. The letter of this phenomenon is as follows; "Last week a sweet substance was discovered on the leaves of the trees. A few began to gather it by stripping off the leaves and soaking them in water. In this way Brother A. Daniels made eleven pounds of sugar in one day. It looks and tastes like maple sugar. Many scores of men, women and children are now engaged in gathering it. Brother A. Daniels has just brought in three specimens which he sends to your care, and which you will please deliver as follows; vis; one cake to President Brigham Young; one to Brother George A. Smith; and the other to Brother Carrington. Brother Daniels says that he made twenty pounds yesterday, and he thinks it is getting better every day. When it was first discovered some said that it was honey-dew, others said it proceeded from the cottonwood trees, but it is found on all kinds of leaves and on the rocks. My children have gathered and brought in a quantity of it which they had taken from the leaves as it deposited. Many of the leaves have scales of this sweet substance as thick as window glass, and some is a great deal thicker. Brother Daniels tells me that his process is to cut the twigs from the trees and after soaking in water, strain and boil, similar to making maple sugar. I have tested some excellent metheglin made from the same substance. Will you please to see that the cakes are delivered. Yours Truly, Elder Lucius N. Scoville."  

On February 24, 1856, he was called to journey to Green River, Wyoming to conduct a party of pioneers from that point to the Salt Lake Valley. The trip from the middle west was always made under the guidance of an experienced plains guide, but from Wyoming to the valley it was the habit of the leader ; to send a man out to complete the trip. 

 After returning from the Green River he again took up work in public office, this time as County Recorder. It was here that he met Hannah Mans Marsden, and on September 16, 1856, at the Endowment House in Salt Lake they were married by President Brigham Young.

 In 1857 he reported to the Deseret News that potatoes and farm produce was plentiful, that the business of the Madison Fisheries was doing well, trout were plentiful and the industry of making fish oil was flourishing. On December 14, 1858, he was appointed Clerk of the Second Judicial Court and  in the following year, 1859, was made a Notary Public. This office at that time was considered rather important, in-as-much as a Notary seal was not as easy to require or as common as in the present time. He was hardly more than home and settled than he was again called into the mission field. This time much further from home and family. He was to travel almost the width of the country as his mission was to be performed in the States of New Jersey and New York. He was called September 9, 1860. This mission as well as being performed so much further from home was to keep him away a great deal longer. He did not return for almost three years as it was July 22, 1863, when his family once again saw him. 

His daughter Mrs. Nina Scoville Wignal, has a letter written by him to his family on May 16, 1861. This letter gave a great many facts about the Civil War, conditions as he saw them, as caused by the great war that was to decide whether this nation was to stand as one or as a nation divided. 

He also speaks at length of his experience in the mission field, the hardships that were their lot to suffer, which were made much worse than in ordinary times because of the war. After returning from his New York mission, he bought a small farm which was located just North of Springville and East of where the State Game Farm is now located. After building two small houses on this property, he and his wives moved to their new home where they intended to make a living. Here he started a small broom factory, from which he supplied the neighboring towns with the only ready-made brooms they could buy. 

These brooms were made entirely by hand. The cane and corn that was used in the broom part was planted and raised on the farm, the handlers were out of oak and hickory trees, then whittled and scraped to make handles. All of this work he did himself. Vegetables and other farm products were also raised on the farm. There were a few fruit trees, and in season he would take an assortment of fruits and vegetables, and brooms and travel south to the many small towns that were becoming more settled every year. Traveling by wagon and mule team, it would sometimes take him more than a week to cover all of the towns as far south as Manti in Sanpete County. His business was growing all the time, and he felt very thankful that he had a home and a good living in this new section where at last the people were free from the persecution that they had suffered so long.
 (Due to the loss of diaries and notes kept by Lucius N. Scoville, very little is known of his life from the time of his buying the farm at Springville until his 80th birthday on March 18,1885, when a family reunion and celebration was held in his honor.)


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