NIELS PETER MADSEN and wives CAROLINE FRANDSEN and MARIE WILHELMINAKRAUSE

 

Niels Peter Madsen

 HISTORY OF NIELS PETER MADSEN AND LARS MADSEN

 Written by Anna Mina Louise Madsen Remund (Daughter of Niels Peter Madsen) December 1958 Typed from the original by Linda Cox Retyped by Richard Cox, Sept. 2011 Niels Peter Madsen was born September 17, 1832, the son of Lars Madsen and Bodel Nielsen. He was born in Svinnige, Osherred, Denmark. He had two sisters and five brothers. They belonged to the Lutheran Church and used to walk two miles to their meetings.

 Two Mormon missionaries, Hans Lund and Lars Ericksen from Mt. Pleasant, Utah, converted all the family to Mormonism. In 1854 the entire family was baptized and became members of the Mormon Church. In 1854 they decided to sell their estate which had been in the family for generations and go to Utah (Zion) in the United States. Then the family separated; three sons and two daughters went to America. The parents and youngest son, 8 years old, should go the next year, and the oldest son should remain to take care of their business and come to America the following year. Their father, Lars Madsen, went with the sons and daughters to Copenhagen, Denmark, arriving there in November. He [Lars] bid them goodbye, not knowing it would be the last time he would see them. Fate of Lars Madsen He [Lars] died one year later in November 1856, at Devils Gate, Wyoming, while coming to Utah. The Hodgetts and Willie Handcart Company were near Devils Gate, traveling through a terrible blizzard and deep snow. They were half starved and frozen. My grandfather Lars Madsen and my mother, Wilhelmina Krause, age 8 years, were walking together. He turned to go back. Mother [age 8] followed him, but he pushed her with his cane to go back. She cried and thought he was mean to her. They soon missed him, and found him dead in the deep snow. They made a shallow grave and buried him, then made a fire on his grave so the coyotes couldn’t smell the corpse. 

Back to the Lars and Bodel Madsen Children; On November 29, 1855, Canute Petersen (later of Ephraim) was chosen president over the Mormon emigrants on their ship which sailed from Keil, Germany. [this included three sons and two daughters of Lars Madsen, one of which was Niels Peter Madsen] They landed there at midnight, and from there they took a train to Gluckstart, Germany, arriving there the next day. Then they sailed for England. They were four days on the North Sea and then went by train to Liverpool. 

On December 6, 1855, they [three sons and two daughters of Lars Madsen] boarded a ship called John J. Boyd. There were 508 persons aboard. Apostle Franklin Richards who was there on a mission came on the ship and bade them farewell. They set sail and were soon out of sight of land. Many became seasick. The ship was overloaded. They had to sit on boxes, and also to eat. It wasn’t a very pleasant voyage. On December 19th [1855], a terrible storm came up. The ship 2 rocked and knocked over boxes and everything. Christmas Day the storm continued. One of the masts split and was wrapped with chains, and the sails were taken down. The captain was very discouraged over conditions. He forbade them to sing or pray, but that didn’t prevent the Saints from fasting and praying as their leader told them to do. The lord answered their prayers, and they go better weather. Then they came upon a ship drifting in the ocean with broken masts and sails. They lowered their life boats and rescued forty men and their valuable belongings. These sailors were of great assistance to them. A day later a fire broke out under the Captain’s cabinet and smoke poured out on the emigrants in the lower deck, almost suffocating them before the fire was put out. The Saints knew God would answer their prayers, and they would arrive safely in Utah from any such terrible deaths on the ocean. Their food was very coarse, and it had to be rationed. There were six grown people and fifty children died and were buried in watery grave. After a long tiresome voyage of eleven weeks and three days, they arrived in New York. They stayed at Castle Gate two days, then took a train for St. Louis, crossing the Mississippi on ferry boats. They arrived in St. Louis March 1st, 1856. They couldn’t speak English, and it was hard for them to get along. On June 1st, 1856, President Petersen gathered a company and they sailed on a steamboat to Winter Quarters, where they began to make preparations to go to Utah. 

President Petersen was made Captain. He appointed a captain for each ten wagons. On June 26th, 1856, they started on their journey across the plains for Salt Lake City [Lars, Bodel, and Wilhelmina Krause would start their ill fated crossing with the Hodgetts Company later in the summer]. It was a hard trip. Some of the oxen were wild and they didn’t know how to handle them. The next day was hot. The oxen were very tired, traveling with their tongues out. They had heavy loads and were compelled to unload some of their supplies and leave them by the roadside. One day they had a stampede. Their oxen became frightened, rushed together, and some wagons were broken and one man killed. A few more were injured. Indians were roaming from one side of the valley to the other. Sometimes they would visit the Saints and they gave them food and supplies, but they had to watch them and guard their oxen so they were not stolen. Every morning they were called together by the sound of bugle to receive instructions. Sundays they had meetings and rested. During the week on some days they would walk along, laughing and singing the songs of Zion. After three months of a tiresome trip, they arrived in Salt Lake City on September 20, 1856. They stayed there a few days, then sold their oxen and bought provisions. They traded a cook stove for a yoke of young steers. While in Salt Lake City, they met President Brigham Young and the leaders of the Church who impressed them very much. Plight of Lars Madsen, Bodel (Nielsen) Madsen, and Wilhelmina Krause Then the Madsen sons and daughters went to Kaysville, Weber County and lived. Their parents and young son, eight years old, and my mother, Wilhelmina Krause, 8 years , came with the William B. Hodgetts Company. They had to assist the company of Captain James D. Willies and Edwards Handcart Company. These people endured many hardships. It was late in the season,the Indians had run off with their cattle, and handcarts were breaking down, it was getting late in the fall, beginning to snow, even blizzards. It was a pathetic sight as weary old men and women, and little children drew their handcarts alongside the pioneers’ wagons for protection from the cold. Their shoes were wearing out, and the men had to wrap burlap around their feet. It would freeze on them and they had to sleep with the frozen burlap on their feet at night. 

Brigham Young heard of the Hodgetts and the Handcart Company. It was conference time. Apostle Franklin D. Richards and some missionaries were traveling with horses and teams, returning to Salt Lake City when they passed these companies. The ground was then covered with snow, and the next morning it was so deep it almost prevented the companies from traveling. It was so cold that many oxen died and the others were weak and poor. They had to discard some of their bedding and leave it by the side of the road. Conditions were terrible. They had only one week’s supply of food. Their clothing was in rags, and some had bruised and bleeding feet. Old men were tugging and pulling their carts which sometimes carried a sick wife of child, or a wife would be pulling a cart carrying a sick husband. Even though it was Conference time, President Young and others arranged for some men and wagons to go back and rescue them, or they would all have perished. 

At Devils Gate, Wyoming, the Hodgetts Company was snowed in, and Mrs. Madsen’s husband, and our grandfather, Lars Madsen, died of exposure and was buried there. This relief company came and helped them, and when they arrived in Salt Lake, Peter came with an ox team from Weber. The Madsen children had not heard from their parents since they left Denmark, and they didn’t know their father was dead. Peter took them to Kaysville to their home which consisted of a dugout and wagon box room of food. It was a sad meeting of mother and children, all feeling the loss of their father and husband. The mother was very tired and weary from the effects of exposure and the trials of the long journey they had endured. She had left a good home and had suffered much during the trip. In addition, she had to leave all of her possessions on the plains. Nevertheless, she was glad to again be with her children, and even though she had sacrificed so much and endured so many hardships on this journey, her faith in God and the religion she believed in was unshaken. She felt it was the will of the Lord. She told this [the following] story to her children. They sailed across the ocean in the ship Torton. They landed in New York, then took the train for Iowa City, remaining there for six weeks. Late in August they joined the William B. Hodgetts Company for the long and tiresome journey to Salt Lake. 

As soon as the Madsen boys got material, they built a house in Kaysville where they where they remained until President Brigham Young called a number of families to go to settle Sanpete. The Madsen’s of Mt. Pleasant First they went to Ft. Ephraim, but the Madsen boys were not satisfied there. They wanted to go to the northern part of the valley. President Young said if they went where Mt. Pleasant now is they should build a fort as the Indians were very unfriendly and had burned down Hamleton, a city west of Mt. Pleasant. All the Madsen boys came to Mt. Pleasant and helped build the fort. The people lived in the fort until they thought it was safe enough to move out and build cabins, but when the drums beat, they would all run back to the fort for safety. 

 The pioneers were a sturdy ambitious class of people. They were all given twenty-acre lots and farming land. People came from the east and west, from land and sea. They came in many companies and handcarts, horses, and ox teams. There were different nationalities – some Scots, Norwegians, Germans, Danes, English, Canadians, etc. They endured many hardships but all were good workers and soon cleared the land, making ditches to irrigate their lots and land. They planted grain, potatoes, etc., and built large nice homes where they planted lawns and trees, made fences, and eventually got electricity. This is how the beautiful city of Mt. Pleasant was built. 

 These Madsen brothers were among the rest of the pioneers, doing their part in building the city which they all felt was so near [dear] to them. The Indians were very unfriendly. They killed a number of families who were in the fields working. Brother Kuhre’s parents, brothers and sisters were all killed. They thought he was killed, but he lay by his mother’s body. My sister-in-law’s grandmother and children were all killed. The father had to stand and see them killed. The Black Hawk Indian War lasted three years. It was heart rending to read about the many white men who were killed leaving large families. Horses and cattle were stolen from the pioneers. When the men went after their horses the Indians would lay in ambush and kill the men. Minute men were ready to be called and fight them when the Indians came.

Caroline Frandsen Madsen 

 It was in this terrible Indian War the five Madsen men fought. Father [Peter Niels Madsen] was in many of the Indian battles. In 1864 he with 60 men were called to go to Salina Canyon where they fought the Indians. Later he was called with the Sanpete Military. Another time he and others were sent to get the cattle from the Indians after they had been stolen. Father had the best horses, and the Indians were always trying to steal them. These Madsens were very prominent men. They all held big responsibilities and all did their part in building Mt. Pleasant. They all had large families, and their children went on missions and held high offices in Church and city offices. 

Father and Mother [Peter Niels Madsen & Anna Mina Louise Krause] were married January 2, 1864 in the Endowment House in Salt Lake City [Anna Mina Krause was the 9 year old girl who traveled across the plains with Lars and Bodel Madsen]. He was bishop for many years. Mother was president of the Relief Society, and President Young and the leaders of the Church stayed at her home when they were in Mt. Pleasant. They had a family of ten children. Joseph, the oldest son, died when he was fourteen years old, and Freddie died at three months. Father held many prominent positions including city councilman and school trustee. He had an interest in the branch of ZCMI store and was part owner in the first saw mill and threshing machine that came to Mt. Pleasant. The Madsen boys all married and had large families. Their descendants are among the most prominent people in the West. 

On July 6, 1909, a monument was erected in Mt. Pleasant in honor of the pioneers, and father’s name was on the right plate. He enjoyed good health until just before he died, on September 30th , 1909 at the age of 77 years. He had one of the largest funerals ever held in Mt. Pleasant, and was buried in the cemetery at Mt. Pleasant, Utah.

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MARIE WILHELMINA CATHERINE KRAUSE Born: 27 April 1847 Svenborg, Fuenert (Fynn), Denmark Age: 9 Hodgett Wagon Company Wilhelmina was reportedly a very “comely” and beautiful girl. Her parents were both from Germany. Her mother, Anna Lucia Simonsen Abel, had been widowed previously. When Anna’s first husband died, she inherited a wheelwright nail factory. Anna advertised in the Danish Star News for a manager to take care of the business and Johan H. F. A. Krause answered that advertisement, was hired, and proved to be very capable. He and Anna married and became the parents of six children. 

Wilhelmina went to her father’s nail factory one day and picked up a red-hot nail that had dropped on the floor, thinking it very beautiful. It left a terrible scar the rest of her life. Another incident at the nail factory would also influence the course of Wilhelmina’s life. A crowd had gathered outside the factory where two “Mormon” missionaries were passing out literature and announcing a meeting they would hold in the woods that night. Wilhelmina’s mother and her friend, Marie Frandsen, attended and participated in the singing. A mob of persecutors soon came with ropes and clubs, but the missionaries were able to escape and find shelter in the woods. Anna and Marie learned where the Elders were hiding, took food to them, and invited them to Anna’s home to hold another meeting. 

At this meeting, the same mob came, broke the door to the Krause home, and told the missionaries to leave the country. Before leaving, the missionaries gave each of those present some literature and hymnals.Wilhelmina received one of those song books and cherished it throughout her life. She loved to sing and had a beautiful singing voice. Other missionaries soon came and taught the gospel to the Krause family. Johan was not interested, but Anna requested baptism. She did not tell her husband. She secretly attended meetings for about two years and finally revealed her actions to her husband, requesting that he take her to “Zion” to gather with the Saints. Johan did not wish to leave his successful business, but he was also a kind man who didn’t like to see his wife unhappy. She would often sing from her little book this hymn: “Oh, Zion, when I think of thee, I long for pinions like the dove, And mourn to think that I should be so distant from the land I love. A captive exile, far from home, for Zion’s sacred walls I sigh, With ransomed kindred there to come and see Messiah eye to eye. While here I walk on hostile ground, the few that I can call my friends, are, like myself, in fetters bound, and weariness our steps attends. But yet we hope to see the day, When Zion’s children shall return, When all our grief shall flee away, and we again no more shall mourn. The thought that such a day will come, makes e’en the exiles portion sweet. Though now we wander far from home, in Zion soon we all shall meet.” Johann finally decided to sell the business and go to America. It was decided to let one child remain in Denmark with friends and go to America the following year with those friends. The children drew lots to see who would stay and the lot fell to Wilhelmina. The rest of the family left from Liverpool in 1855 with a company of four hundred Saints aboard the ship Charles Buck. The Krause family traveled as far as Mormon Grove, Kansas, where Anna and two daughters died of cholera in July 1855.

 From Wilhelmina’s biography we read: Thus, Anna’s hope and cherished dream of gathering to Zion with the Saints was not to become a reality, but her great faith paved the way for her daughter, Wilhelmina, to be among those whose names were to be carved in Utah’s history. Meanwhile, in Denmark, Wilhelmina was unaware of the tragedy in her family and was preparing to sail with the Frandsens when Marie Frandsen’s brother tried to prevent Marie from going to Utah by telling the officials that Marie was stealing a child to take with her. The police officers took Wilhelmina’s clothes and precious song book and placed her in an orphanage with little but a gray uniform. The missionaries were finally able to make the truth known and obtain her Niels Peter and Wilhelmina Krause Madsen 349 Hodgett Company 

This biographical sketch comes from the 8th edition of the book Tell My Story, Too: A collection of biographical sketches of Mormon pioneers and rescuers of the Willie handcart, Martin handcart, Hodgett wagon, and Hunt wagon companies of 1856, by Jolene S. Allphin. This pdf edition (2017) has been edited, with some stories updated, and some corrections made. See also www.tellmystorytoo.com. Individual sketches may be used for family, pioneer trek, Church, and other non-commercial purposes.

.  The Elders arranged for Wilhelmina to travel with the Lars and Bodel Madsen family in the next emigrant group. Wilhelmina became very close to Brother and Sister Madsen. One morning while waiting out the bad weather and unloading the wagons at Devil’s Gate, Wilhelmina went with Brother Madsen a distance from the camp. When he collapsed in the snow, Wilhelmina cried and wanted to stay with him, but he took his cane and pushed her away, telling her she couldn’t stay or she would freeze. By the time she returned with help, Lars had died. 

 Wilhelmina stayed with the widow Madsen and eventually married her son, Niels Peter. They settled in Mt. Pleasant, Utah, where they had a home in town and also homesteaded a 160-acre piece of property. Bodel Mad Niels Peter served on the City Council and also as a Bishop for 13 years. Wilhelmina developed an infection in one eye, causing her to go blind in that eye, but she continued to read to her children from the Book of Mormon every night. Her children said that many times they saw her crying as though her heart would break. She would then go to her bedroom to pray and come out smiling, feeling God had given her the strength to bear her troubles. 

Eventually, Wilhelmina placed an ad in a St. Louis, Missouri, newspaper to advertise for her family. Her father was notified and soon he and his daughter, Augusta, arrived in Salt Lake City. They stood on the steps of the Deseret News Building each day for a week, inquiring of passers-by for information. They were about to give up when they met a man from Sanpete County and asked him if he knew a George Frandsen. The man knew the Frandsens and Wilhelmina and after 32 years this family was reunited. Wilhelmina’s father stayed in Utah for a month. Although Johan Krause does not seem to have made any efforts to locate his daughter prior to this, he maintained that the Mormons had stolen her. He returned to Missouri where he and his step-son, Frederick Abel, had become wealthy in St. Louis, pioneering in the plumbing business. They were both reputed to be millionaires and bought one of the first Pierce-Arrow automobiles in that area. 

Frederick visited Wilhelmina at one time and offered her anything to renounce her faith and return with her children to St. Louis where he would see that they had every advantage, but she refused. She did keep up communication with her sisters, Augusta and Caroline. Caroline sent her a gold band ring and told her if she didn’t see her in this life she would know her by her ring in the next world. After Wilhelmina’s very full and happy life, she was buried with the ring on her finger. “Sister Mina” served as a Relief Society President and was beloved by all. She played her accordion and sang to her neighbors. 

Her children wrote a tribute to her: “By her teachings and her good example she instilled into our hearts the good things of life, and taught us to live the Gospel which was so dear to her. She has been a beacon light to us all our lives and made an impression on us that will always be with us. She had a testimony of the Gospel. She knew it was true and that there is a God who answers prayers. She paid a full tithing and kept the Word of Wisdom and we never heard her swear or even use slang.” Sources:“The Life Story of Wilhelmina Krause Madsen” by Pearle M. Olsen and Aleen M. Summers; “Mt Pleasant,” by Hilda Madsen Longsdorf; email from David R. Gunderson, June 30, 2012.

 See also Lars Madsen story in Tell My Story, Too; familysearch.org. (See painting representing Wilhelmina entitled, “Trust in God,” by Julie Rogers, at tellmystorytoo.com.)

HENNING PEDERSEN PIHL and wives: Karen Kirstine Madsen and Johanna Hansen ~~~Pioneers of the Month ~~~June 2026

 

Henning Pedersen Pihl

 Biography of Henning Pedersen Pihl

written by Sylvia Peel Randall

Henning Pedersen Pihl was born the 26th of February 1799 in the small parish of Poulsker on the farm Dyndebygaard, just down the road from Poulaker Church. Henning's father was Henning Pedersen also, and his mother was Ane Olsdatter.  Henning was raised with two older sisters 7 and 9 years older. His parents had lost 4 children in between and his mother

third wife.

Image of the Danish text Slaegtregistefor Sister
Johanna Hansen Andersen Who married
Henning Pedersen PIHL

 

James Russell Ivie and Eliza McKee Faucett ~~~ Pioneers of the Month ~~~ May 2026

 

 

James Russell Ivie


CHILDREN

Richard Anderson Ivie William Franklin Ivie Sarah A Ivie James Alexander Ivie John Lehi Ivie Polly Ann Ivie Elizabeth Caroline Ivie Joseph Orson Ivie   (11yrs) Eliza Marie Ivie Mari Betsy Ivie      (0yrs) Isaac Thomas Ivie Benjamin Martin Ivie Hyrum Lewis Ivie Heber Kimball Ivie Martha Adeline Ivie (12yrs)	1825 - 1892 1826 - 1880 1829 - 1890 1830 - 1906 1833 - 1909 1835 - 1896 1837 - 1901 1840 - 1851 1842 - 1920 1842 - 1842 1844 - 1906 1846 - 1926 1849 - 1927 1852 - 1923 1855 - 1867

Richard Anderson Ivie
William Franklin Ivie
Sarah A Ivie
James Alexander Ivie
John Lehi Ivie
Polly Ann Ivie
Elizabeth Caroline Ivie
Joseph Orson Ivie   (11yrs)
Eliza Marie Ivie
Mari Betsy Ivie      (0yrs)
Isaac Thomas Ivie
Benjamin Martin Ivie
Hyrum Lewis Ivie
Heber Kimball Ivie
Martha Adeline Ivie (12yrs)

1825 - 1892
1826 - 1880
1829 - 1890
1830 - 1906
1833 - 1909
1835 - 1896
1837 - 1901
1840 - 1851
1842 - 1920
1842 - 1842
1844 - 1906
1846 - 1926
1849 - 1927
1852 - 1923
1855 - 1867

Eliza McKee Faucett Ivie

The Following Comes From Mount Plea

sant 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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Eliza McKee Faucett Ivie

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."

 

HISTORY OF MADS CHRISTIAN AND MARIANE JENSEN GJETTRUP ~~~ PIONEERS OF THE MONTH ~~~ APRIL 2026

 

 

Wandering the Cemetery on Memorial Day I ran onto these graves.  GJETTRUP

A name I wasn't familiar with.  And so I did some research and I found this wonderful  history.  

Enjoy

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JOSEPH PAGE AND ALICE MILLS PAGE ~ Elizabeth (Sisters) ~~~ PIONEERS OF THE MONTH ~~~ APRIL 2026

 

 

Joseph Page & Alice Mills

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Joseph Page, born Feb 6, 1830 to Daniel Page and Mary Sockwell in New Jersey, migrated to the west after joining the church. He and his family arrived in Nauvoo just as the saints were being expelled so they came by wagon to Utah. In 1862 he was sent to Florence, Nebraska to help immigrants come to Utah. In 1863 he married Elizabeth Mills to whom three children were born before her death in 1869. Joseph asked her younger sister Alice to take care of his three children and they were married that same year. Alice eventually had ten children.

Alice, born Jan 2, 1847 to Thomas Mills and Alice Allen in England, was converted in England with her family and then baptized aboard the ship as they crossed the Atlantic Ocean. She enjoyed seeing a whale, not far from the ship, spout water.

Joseph was one of the first school teachers in Mount Pleasant. He had a good voice and people would walk for miles to hear him sing. He was elected mayor of Mt. Pleasant in 1870; a position he held for ten to fifteen years.*

In 1873, he was appointed postmaster for Mount Pleasant which position he held for twelve to fifteen years.* His wife assisted him in the post office when he was gone with his freighting business. During his appointment as postmaster, some money sent through the mail was lost, and he was accused of stealing it. In court, he was promised that his sentence would be easier if he admitted to stealing it. He told them he had not taken the money. He had to sell a good share of his large herd of sheep to pay the attorney fees. When the new postmaster was installed, a large table that was fastened to the wall was moved and the envelope of money found.

During the Black Hawk War in 1867 Joseph was a Commissioned Regimental Adjutant with the rank of Major in the 1st Regiment Cavalry. While making a trip to Nevada in 1871, he was ambushed and shot through the knee. His leg was crippled the rest of his life permanently bent at the knee. He got around on a wooden leg strapped to his leg and waist. He turned to bee keeping and raising orchards to provide for his family.

While living on a ranch in Orangeville, Alice helped care for over a 100 hogs. She had many friends in Orangeville and served as secretary in the Relief Society for many years. Joseph died in 1911 and she followed in 1920.

*Family histories vary on time.

Source:

History of Joseph Page written by his granddaughter Elizabeth Pearl Preston Redmond.

Joseph Page 

Alice Mills Page

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Alice Mills, daughter of Thomas and Alice Allen Mills was born January 2, l847 at Radcliff, Lancashire, England.

Through the Mormon Elders, her father and family were converted to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints and shortly after Alice was 8 years old, they started for Zion, crossing the Atlantic Ocean. When they were a few days out Alice was baptized on board the ship.

While on the ocean, Alice saw a whale spouting water not far from the ship. They were delayed in sailing by stormy weather and after a month on the water they landed at New York, they settled in Pottsville, Pennsylvania where they lived for some time. While here the children would gather walnuts by the bushel from the woods and store them for winter use.

Alice’s father was very industrious and desired the children to be the same, so he required the girls to knit so many rounds on a stocking every day.

They moved to Alton, Illinois and while living here Alice’s brother Willie was very ill and her father went to get some Mormon Elders to administer to him. He had to run all the way as the Elders were leaving that day and he was afraid they would be gone before he could get there. He arrived just in time, but in doing so he over did himself and never recovered.

His death was a very heavy blow to the family as they were left to provide for themselves as well as earn money enough to migrate to Utah. While there Alice worked at a boarding school (a girls’ seminary) as a nurse maid for two lady teachers who taught her in the evenings.

Later they moved to Council B1uffs, Iowa, always getting a little closer to Utah. From Council Bluffs the family started on their journey across the plains in l86l in a wagon with ox team. I have heard mother tell how the young folks would gather around the camp fire, sing songs and enjoy themselves until bedtime.

After reaching Salt Lake City they lived there for awhile then moved to Mt. Pleasant, Sanpete County, Utah. Here Alice became acquainted with Joseph Page who married her sister Elizabeth. After three children were born to them his wife died and later he married Alice. Joseph was the mayor of Mt. Pleasant and postmaster for fifteen years. He also taught school eighteen years and Alice assisted him, she was also assistant postmaster and did the business at the office while Joseph freighted with an ox team, which consisted of three yoke of oxen and two wagons, to a mining camp in Nevada.

While he was freighting, the Black Hawk and Indian War broke out and he enlisted in the Utah militia. He was made adjutant general with the rank of major. During this war, he was shot through the left knee crushing the bone. He was taken home and as there was no doctor nearer than Salt Lake City. Alice had to take care of him until the doctor arrived from Salt Lake City, a distance of over one hundred miles, by ox team.

When Dr. Anderson arrived he said there was no use of doing anything for him as the bone was so badly shattered and the leg was swollen so badly, but Alice being so determined to do all that could be done to save him. She wanted the doctor to dress it and she took care of him. Finally through their faith and prayers after one and a half years he was able to get out of bed though the leg was bent straight back from the knee leaving him a cripple for life.

Alice became the mother of ten children in Mount Pleasant. She had many friends and was loved and respected by all who knew her. When her youngest child was 6 months old she with her husband and family moved to Orangeville, Emery County, Utah. Soon after arriving in Orangeville their next to the youngest child died.

While living in Orangeville she made many friends and was secretary of the Relief Society for many years. After living in Orangeville, some years her husband bought a ranch ten miles east of that place on Huntington Creek, and during the winter months the children attended school at Orangeville.

While living here they had a herd of over 100 hogs. One day 6 or 7 of these hogs had got into the granary under which was a potato cellar. They had gone down a dozen stairs to get into the cellar when Alice found them. Joseph wasn’t able to get them out on account of his leg, so Alice coaxed them and tried to get them out every way they could but finally could see they would stay there until they had eaten all of the potatoes. So she carried 30 bushel of them up and put them in a bin in the granary above the cellar. When the hogs got hungry enough they walked up the steps and came out. Joseph thought Alice had left the door open but the next day he saw one of the hogs climb over a tight pole fence which was around the granary and stand on its hind legs with its front ones against the wall while with its teeth it pulled the spike out of the staple which held the door shut. Then he knew Alice hadn’t left the door open.

When the Uintah Indian reservation was opened in 1906, Alice and her husband and family moved to Roosevelt where she with her husband went into the bee business.

Four years later her husband died at the age of 8l leaving Alice to finish life’s journey alone. Nine years later she had an attack of the influenza from which she never recovered and on the September 13, 1920, she died at the age of 73 years.

This history written by her daughter Lorana Page Anderson

Alice Mills Page

Alice Mills Page

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Alice Mills, daughter of Thomas and Alice Allen Mills was born January 2, l847 at Radcliff, Lancashire, England.

Through the Mormon Elders, her father and family were converted to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints and shortly after Alice was 8 years old, they started for Zion, crossing the Atlantic Ocean. When they were a few days out Alice was baptized on board the ship.

While on the ocean, Alice saw a whale spouting water not far from the ship. They were delayed in sailing by stormy weather and after a month on the water they landed at New York, they settled in Pottsville, Pennsylvania where they lived for some time. While here the children would gather walnuts by the bushel from the woods and store them for winter use.

Alice’s father was very industrious and desired the children to be the same, so he required the girls to knit so many rounds on a stocking every day.

They moved to Alton, Illinois and while living here Alice’s brother Willie was very ill and her father went to get some Mormon Elders to administer to him. He had to run all the way as the Elders were leaving that day and he was afraid they would be gone before he could get there. He arrived just in time, but in doing so he over did himself and never recovered.

His death was a very heavy blow to the family as they were left to provide for themselves as well as earn money enough to migrate to Utah. While there Alice worked at a boarding school (a girls’ seminary) as a nurse maid for two lady teachers who taught her in the evenings.

Later they moved to Council B1uffs, Iowa, always getting a little closer to Utah. From Council Bluffs the family started on their journey across the plains in l86l in a wagon with ox team. I have heard mother tell how the young folks would gather around the camp fire, sing songs and enjoy themselves until bedtime.

After reaching Salt Lake City they lived there for awhile then moved to Mt. Pleasant, Sanpete County, Utah. Here Alice became acquainted with Joseph Page who married her sister Elizabeth. After three children were born to them his wife died and later he married Alice. Joseph was the mayor of Mt. Pleasant and postmaster for fifteen years. He also taught school eighteen years and Alice assisted him, she was also assistant postmaster and did the business at the office while Joseph freighted with an ox team, which consisted of three yoke of oxen and two wagons, to a mining camp in Nevada.

While he was freighting, the Black Hawk and Indian War broke out and he enlisted in the Utah militia. He was made adjutant general with the rank of major. During this war, he was shot through the left knee crushing the bone. He was taken home and as there was no doctor nearer than Salt Lake City. Alice had to take care of him until the doctor arrived from Salt Lake City, a distance of over one hundred miles, by ox team.

When Dr. Anderson arrived he said there was no use of doing anything for him as the bone was so badly shattered and the leg was swollen so badly, but Alice being so determined to do all that could be done to save him. She wanted the doctor to dress it and she took care of him. Finally through their faith and prayers after one and a half years he was able to get out of bed though the leg was bent straight back from the knee leaving him a cripple for life.

Alice became the mother of ten children in Mount Pleasant. She had many friends and was loved and respected by all who knew her. When her youngest child was 6 months old she with her husband and family moved to Orangeville, Emery County, Utah. Soon after arriving in Orangeville their next to the youngest child died.

While living in Orangeville she made many friends and was secretary of the Relief Society for many years. After living in Orangeville, some years her husband bought a ranch ten miles east of that place on Huntington Creek, and during the winter months the children attended school at Orangeville.

While living here they had a herd of over 100 hogs. One day 6 or 7 of these hogs had got into the granary under which was a potato cellar. They had gone down a dozen stairs to get into the cellar when Alice found them. Joseph wasn’t able to get them out on account of his leg, so Alice coaxed them and tried to get them out every way they could but finally could see they would stay there until they had eaten all of the potatoes. So she carried 30 bushel of them up and put them in a bin in the granary above the cellar. When the hogs got hungry enough they walked up the steps and came out. Joseph thought Alice had left the door open but the next day he saw one of the hogs climb over a tight pole fence which was around the granary and stand on its hind legs with its front ones against the wall while with its teeth it pulled the spike out of the staple which held the door shut. Then he knew Alice hadn’t left the door open.

When the Uintah Indian reservation was opened in 1906, Alice and her husband and family moved to Roosevelt where she with her husband went into the bee business.

Four years later her husband died at the age of 8l leaving Alice to finish life’s journey alone. Nine years later she had an attack of the influenza from which she never recovered and on the September 13, 1920, she died at the age of 73 years.

This history written by her daughter Lorana Page Anderson

Alice Mills Page

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Alice Mills, daughter of Thomas and Alice Allen Mills was born January 2, l847 at Radcliff, Lancashire, England.

Through the Mormon Elders, her father and family were converted to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints and shortly after Alice was 8 years old, they started for Zion, crossing the Atlantic Ocean. When they were a few days out Alice was baptized on board the ship.

While on the ocean, Alice saw a whale spouting water not far from the ship. They were delayed in sailing by stormy weather and after a month on the water they landed at New York, they settled in Pottsville, Pennsylvania where they lived for some time. While here the children would gather walnuts by the bushel from the woods and store them for winter use.

Alice’s father was very industrious and desired the children to be the same, so he required the girls to knit so many rounds on a stocking every day.

They moved to Alton, Illinois and while living here Alice’s brother Willie was very ill and her father went to get some Mormon Elders to administer to him. He had to run all the way as the Elders were leaving that day and he was afraid they would be gone before he could get there. He arrived just in time, but in doing so he over did himself and never recovered.

His death was a very heavy blow to the family as they were left to provide for themselves as well as earn money enough to migrate to Utah. While there Alice worked at a boarding school (a girls’ seminary) as a nurse maid for two lady teachers who taught her in the evenings.

Later they moved to Council B1uffs, Iowa, always getting a little closer to Utah. From Council Bluffs the family started on their journey across the plains in l86l in a wagon with ox team. I have heard mother tell how the young folks would gather around the camp fire, sing songs and enjoy themselves until bedtime.

After reaching Salt Lake City they lived there for awhile then moved to Mt. Pleasant, Sanpete County, Utah. Here Alice became acquainted with Joseph Page who married her sister Elizabeth. After three children were born to them his wife died and later he married Alice. Joseph was the mayor of Mt. Pleasant and postmaster for fifteen years. He also taught school eighteen years and Alice assisted him, she was also assistant postmaster and did the business at the office while Joseph freighted with an ox team, which consisted of three yoke of oxen and two wagons, to a mining camp in Nevada.

While he was freighting, the Black Hawk and Indian War broke out and he enlisted in the Utah militia. He was made adjutant general with the rank of major. During this war, he was shot through the left knee crushing the bone. He was taken home and as there was no doctor nearer than Salt Lake City. Alice had to take care of him until the doctor arrived from Salt Lake City, a distance of over one hundred miles, by ox team.

When Dr. Anderson arrived he said there was no use of doing anything for him as the bone was so badly shattered and the leg was swollen so badly, but Alice being so determined to do all that could be done to save him. She wanted the doctor to dress it and she took care of him. Finally through their faith and prayers after one and a half years he was able to get out of bed though the leg was bent straight back from the knee leaving him a cripple for life.

Alice became the mother of ten children in Mount Pleasant. She had many friends and was loved and respected by all who knew her. When her youngest child was 6 months old she with her husband and family moved to Orangeville, Emery County, Utah. Soon after arriving in Orangeville their next to the youngest child died.

While living in Orangeville she made many friends and was secretary of the Relief Society for many years. After living in Orangeville, some years her husband bought a ranch ten miles east of that place on Huntington Creek, and during the winter months, the children attended school at Orangeville.

While living here they had a herd of over 100 hogs. One day 6 or 7 of these hogs had got into the granary under which was a potato cellar. They had gone down a dozen stairs to get into the cellar when Alice found them. Joseph wasn’t able to get them out on account of his leg, so Alice coaxed them and tried to get them out every way they could but finally could see they would stay there until they had eaten all of the potatoes. So she carried 30 bushel of them up and put them in a bin in the granary above the cellar. When the hogs got hungry enough they walked up the steps and came out. Joseph thought Alice had left the door open but the next day he saw one of the hogs climb over a tight pole fence which was around the granary and stand on its hind legs with its front ones against the wall while with its teeth it pulled the spike out of the staple which held the door shut. Then he knew Alice hadn’t left the door open.

When the Uintah Indian reservation was opened in 1906, Alice and her husband and family moved to Roosevelt where she with her husband went into the bee business.

Four years later her husband died at the age of 8l leaving Alice to finish life’s journey alone. Nine years later she had an attack of the influenza from which she never recovered and on the September 13, 1920, she died at the age of 73 years.

This history written by her daughter Lorana Page Anderson