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Marshall Moore Hubbard

Born June 17 1805

Rochester, Windsor, Vermont


18 Sept 1838

Ogden, Lenawee, Michigan


Marshall Moore Hubbard was the son of John and Elizabeth Hubbard.  He joined the church in June of 1833 and was baptized by Amasa M. Lyman.  He went with the prophet Joseph Smith to Missouri in Zion's Camp in 1834. 


He was stricken with cholera, bereft of his speech and hearing and finally of all sense, when the Prophet Joseph commanded Father Freeman Nickerson to administer to him, he was healed, but was very feeble. 


In the autumn of 1836 he exchanged his farm and other property for land in Michigan and removed to that state.  There he took sick with bilious fever, and died 18 Sept 1838, after two weeks of suffering.


Caroline Nickerson

Born 28 June 1808

Cavendish, Windsor, Vermont

Died 28 July 1889

Grantsville, Tooele, Utah



This is a copy of a history written by Caroline Eliza Nickerson Hubbard Grover in Terrance, Utah 6 February 1881.


Caroline Eliza Nickerson was born in Cavindish, Vermont (Windsor County) 25 June 1808, daughter of Freeman and Huldah Chapman Nickerson.  Huldah's father's name was Eliphalet and her mother's name was Abigail Chase, born in Providence, Rhode Island.


Eliphalet Chapman was born in Connecticut, moved to Vermont in 1770.  Huldah Chapman was born in Cavindish Vermont, 19 August 1780 and married Freeman Nickerson in 1799.  The names of their children were:  Data Nickerson, born 1 Sep 1802; Moses Chapman Nickerson, born 9 Mar 1804; Eleazer Freeman Nickerson, born 12 Apr 1806; Caroline Eliza Nickerson, born 25 June 1808 in Vermont; Samuel Stillman Nickerson born in 1810; and Uriel Chittenden Nickerson, born 14 Nov 1812 in Vermont.


My father Freeman served in the War of 1812, drafted 20 men and marched to Plattsburg and served in the war until its close.  When he returned home in 1814 he moved of the state of Pennsylvania, Susquehanna Col, where my brother Levi was born after 1 Apr 1814.  Huldah Abigail was born 16 Apr 1816, Senica Sullivan was born in May 1818, he died July following.  All were born in Springville, Susquehanna, Pennsylvania.  These were all my brothers and sisters.


My parents moved to New York State Buffalo Township in the winter of 1824, seven miles down the river Niagara.  The Erie Canal was finished in June 1824.  I saw General Lafayette when he made his last tour to America.  He rode on a canal boat, making his obeisance to the multitudes that were gathered to greet him with a hearty welcome to America, the proud land of Liberty for which he had served with Washington, the Great Commander-in-Chief of the Nation.


In 1825 my father moved to Perrysburg, Catarugus, New York State where I was married to Marshall Moore Hubbard, son of Elisha and Elizabeth Powers Hubbard.  Marshall Hubbard was born in Rochester, Vermont in July 1805.  He had seven brothers and three sisters, all born in Vermont.  His parents moved to New York State in 1827, Perrysburg.


Caroline Eliza Nickerson was married to Marshall Moore Hubbard 18 September 1827 by Esq. Cooper.  Now the births and names of our children: Mary Eliza Hubbard, 4 Jan 1829; Caroline Mariah born 11 Mar 1831; Julda Emma born 27 Aug 1833 in Perrysburg.


Here we were both baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, in connection with all of my father's family.  Brothers Zerubbabel Snow and Amasa Lyman were our first Elders.  Brother Snow baptized most of my father's family.  Father, Mother, my grandmother Abigail Chapman, then 80 years of age; my Aunt Abigail, my mother's sister, my sister Data and her husband George Passmore; my brothers Chittenden and Levi; my sister Hulda and myself.  This was 1833.  But Amasa Lyman baptized Marshall.  All were good in faith and all of us were baptized in the spring of 1833 (April).


Father Nickerson, my husband Marshall Hubbard, and my two brothers Chittenden and Levi, went up to Missouri, in the Camp of Zion in AD 1834 with the Prophet Joseph Smith, for the redemption of Zion, from New York State, leaving me with my two little babies, Mary and Caroline, which my (there is quite a bit missing here of the story) which Brother Joseph said the sacrifice accepted and they were entitled to the martyrs crown, for they had offered their lives for the redemption of afflicted Zion.  They were then released to return to their families and friends after journeying from their homes, taking all for their journey and also helping the Prophet Joseph to fit up the camp from Kirtland, from where the full camp was gathered together clear from the state of Maine, some of them.


And when on the Salt River where the camp was re-organized Marshall Hubbard was chosen (one of) the three out of the company to a special guard to the Prophet, lying at his tent door to watch for the approach of the enemy, from which he had contracted a crooked arm, lying on it with a rifle on the right side, ready at any moment for action.  He also had the cholera in the camp in Missouri, but was healed by faith and the laying on of hands, and returned to New York state in September to his family, in company with my father and two brothers.  All were well satisfied; bearing their testimonies that they knew that Brother Joseph was a Prophet of the Lord.  This is a true record thus far.


Now I bear a faithful testimony after 48 years experience that I know this is the true work of God and Joseph Smith was a true prophet.  I knew him well in life, and saw him with his brother Hyrum in their death.  I viewed two of the noblest martyrs that ever fell.  I am still rejoicing in the Latter-Day faith for I know this work is true.  It is the Kingdom of God and this is ever my testimony to all that I meet, and all that will have yet to bow to the scepter sooner or later.  I know my faith is sure and steadfast and may I ever remain steadfast is my prayer.  Amen and Amen.


One February 1836 we left New York state to gather up to Missouri, traveling through Canada on business, then to Michigan where we arrived in October, where we had land and stayed to sell or dispose of it, which we could not do.  We remained here for about two years.  Here a son was born 5 March 1838 in Lenawee, Ogden Township, Michigan.  We named his Elisha Freeman Hubbard 5 Mar 1838 Ogden, Lenawee, Michigan (as was per original)


Marshall Moore Hubbard died 18 Sep 1838 of congestive chills, leaving me with my four children and in a land of strangers far from home and friends. 


I, then in a few weeks after, left for New York state where my father's family were making ready to journey to Missouri at which time we journeyed together.  Brother Emery Barrus, who had married my sister Hulda, with their two children, myself with my four children, my father, mother and my two brothers Chittenden and Moses (probably meant Levi) with their wives, all took our journey to Missouri where we arrived just in time to be turned back by the mob, for they had just expelled our brethren from the state.  We made our way back thence to Quincy, Illinois where we remained until the Saints began to gather to Commerce in the fall of 1839. I believe we were amongst the first familys at Commerce where we lived in a tent made of a wagon cover and some bed clothes until Christmas week, when through much labor of my sister and myself, we got into a log cabin built in a rude manner, for which we split stakes for a door, cupboard and a roof, logs split in two for a floor with a ? And maul.  This myself and Sister Barrus, done most of, for Father, Mother, Brother Emery Barrus, Levi and my children were sick with the fever and ague shaking every day.  On the 11 of January my dear little Emma died of exposure, being 4 years and 5 months old.  This was the year 1840.


There was sorrow and mourning amongst the Saints, for much death and misery abounded.  And many died as martyrs through exposure being driven by ruthless mobs, etc.  Now this was a time to know whether Mormonism was true, each for ourselves, for many were the hardships and much suffering was the common lot of the Saints.  But God cared for his people and brought us through it all with an outstretched arm.  Now these were some of our trials, but our faith faileth not.


On February 20th, 1841 I was married to Brother Thomas Grover.  Through the providence of God he was left alone in Oct 1839 with six little girls, the mother and the seventh girl having died.  And now we were married, making in all a family of nine children, the oldest not eleven years.  Elisah Hubbard, the only boy in the family which seemed quite a task of me now indeed.  Now in ten months there was added another girl, born 17 Dec 1841, named Percia Cornelia Grover, which now made up our ten children.


Mr. Grover was sent on a special mission by the Prophet Joseph all the next three years, through Michigan, Canada, New York State and also acting as a High Councilor in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints.


In August 27, 1843 we had a son born, named Leonard Grover, and he only lived twenty four hours.  This was his first born son and in September 1844 after Joseph Smith's death, another daughter born 11 Sep in Nauvoo.  She died July 1845.


Now was the time of plural marriage.  Thomas Grover had taken Betsey Foot and in December 1844 he took Hannah Tupper to wife.  She had her first son in November 1845 in New York State.  In 1846 we left Nauvoo after having our Endowments in the Temple in Nauvoo. 


Now was the time of trial for in crossing the Mississippi River the boat was sunk by the helm being tromped off by one of our oxen.  Twenty-two souls were on the flat boat.  All seemed lost, but here another miraculous escape occurred.  Now all seemed lost, but the flat boat was on a sand bar and the wagons were all under water.  But they burst off the cover of our wagon and all crawled up and held onto the wagon bows.  My little girl, three years old saying, "Lord, save my little heart."  Not one soul perished.  All got off safely onto another boat and were bought to the shore…the loss of most things, occurred, but our provisions wagon was not aboard the boat, so all was well at last, through the mercy of God.


Now we traveled in cold snow and frozen weather until we reached Pisgah, four months on the way, about 150 miles from Nauvoo.  From this point on I returned to Nauvoo in July on business and in September 27, 1846 another son was born to Thomas Grover.  His name is Marshall Hubbard Grover.  On the 29th of September one day after his birth we crossed the river, living out of doors and traveling for seven weeks before he was even dressed in a house.  This is only a little of my suffering.


End of Caroline's Writing.


In another record, Emeline Grover Rich writes in her journal: His wife (meaning Thomas Grover) Caroline Eliza Nickerson was in consequence of being in delicate health concluded to return to Iowa where she had relatives, stop there until the next season, when she would be in a better condition to travel.  My father divided his teams and provisions in fact- gave her half of all he posessed, hired a man to drive her team to where she wished to locate -She took with her, her only living child (Persia) belonging to my father, and went back to her folks.  It proved to be a final separation. 


Caroline divorced Thomas Grover and married Jackson Stewart on 22 Feb 1851.  At that time she was sealed to Marshall Moore Hubbbard with Stewart as proxy.


According to a story written by Cora Bates Piper, Caroline lived in Grantsville and taught school in her home which consisted of one large log room.  Her granddaughter (Caroline and Dominicus Carters daughter) Clara Melissa Carter lived with her and attended her school.