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William Warren Taylor 1787-1839 / Elizabeth Patrick 1793-1880
Levi Aldrich 1804    / Louisa Wing 1809-1891
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 Moses Martin Sanders and Amanda Armstrong Faucett

 John Franklin Sanders 1830-1896 and Mary Irene Clement 1836-1875
 John Franklin Sanders 1859-1912 and Hannah Elmina Allred 1862-1949
 Myra Irene Sanders 1880-1981

 James Allred and Elizabeth Warren

 William Alma Allred

Julia Ann Taylor             Elizabeth Patrick

 Levi Aldrich and Louisa Wing


     Moses Martin Sanders, was born 17 August 1803, in Franklin, now Banks County, Georgia.
     On 12 January, 1826, he married Amanda Armstrong Faucett. She was born 6 May, 1812 in Maury County, Tennessee.

They were the parents of twelve children. The first, William Carl [Carroll] Sanders, born 4 December 1826 and died 21 August 1827 in Maury County, Tennessee; second Richard Twiggs Sanders, born 31 May 1829 in Maury County, Tennessee. Then they must have moved to Illinois for the next four children were born there. The third child, John Franklin Sanders, born 20 March 1830; fourth, Rebecca Ann Sanders, born 5 March 1832; fifth, Martha Brown, born 25 May 1833; sixth, David Walker Sanders, born 1 September 1834 in Montgomery, Illinois.

I am not sure of the year grandfather and grandmother joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, but it must have been in its very early infancy, as the names of the rest of their children for the early LDS leaders proves they had joined the Church before their seventh child, Joseph Moroni Sanders, born 25 December 1836 in Far West, Caldwell County, Missouri.

He suffered inhuman treatment at the hands of the mob in Missouri, with the rest of the LDS when they were driven from their homes and property. They, with other mobbed Saints, found a haven in Quincy, Adams County, Illinois where their eighth child, Sidney Rigdon Sanders, born 10 April 1839 and died as an infant. Here, also, he received the priesthood of an elder and seventy 6 May 1839.

Later he moved his family to Nauvoo, Hancock County, Illinois and 14 December 1840 he received a patriarchal blessing by Patriarch Isaac Morley, of the Lima Branch, which gave him much encouragement and comfort to endure the many trials he was called to go through before and after this time.

Thy family shall be blessed in thine absence and thy blessing shall be handed down upon thy posterity from generation to generation. Thy children and thy children shall bless thee and honor thee as their father. Thine inheritance shall be upon the land from whence you have been driven, etc. Thou shalt set under thine own vine and fruit trees in the day when peace and tranquility shall fill every bosom.

The ninth child, Emma Sanders, born 23 January 1841 in Nauvoo, Hancock County, Illinois; tenth, Eliza Jane Sanders, born 4 June 1843 in Nauvoo and died in Winter Quarters 1847; eleventh child, Hyrum Smith Sanders, born 10 October 1845 and died as infant in Nauvoo, Illinois; twelfth child, my father [Moses Martin Sanders, Jr.], born 21 February 1853 in West Jordan, part of Great Salt Lake City, Utah.
While in Nauvoo, they lived as neighbors to the Prophet Joseph Smith., and he cherished the memory of their association, even as simple a thing as playing the game of ball or pitching horseshoes. Grandfather owned a very unruly horse and as he was often away from home performing duties for the Church, it fell to the lot of grandmother to lead this horse to water and she was really afraid of him, he was so high-spirited.

     One day the Prophet said to his neighbor, “Brother Sanders, give the horse to me and I’ll promise that you will never lose by it,” Grandfather replied “I would but I am afraid he may hurt you.” Then the Prophet said “No, he would never hurt me,” so grandfather tossed him the rope and said “He is yours.” The horse was called “Joe Duncan” a very beautiful intelligent animal.
The Prophet rode him in maneuvers of the Nauvoo Legion and dressed in his Lieutenant General uniform, he made a striking picture. We had framed, and enlarged picture of the Prophet Joseph Smith, in his Lt. Gen. uniform on “Joe Duncan,” the horse, hanging in our home.

In Section 101:76 the Lord commands his people to seek redress from the Rulers of the land, this they did, even going to the President of the United States, who said their cause was just but could do nothing for them.

When the Prophet, Joseph Smith, called for the members of the Church to bring in their deeds to their property in Missouri, Grandfather was among the first to bring his deeds for him to sign. The Prophet said to him, “Brother Sanders, you have done this day that which will entitle you and your posterity to an everlasting inheritance in Jackson County, Missouri.” Some of the older children of Grandfather remembers some of the incidents that happened in Nauvoo, such as the martyrdom of the Prophet and his brother, Hyrum. They also recall the meeting that was held, where the mantle of the Prophet, Joseph Smith, fell on President Brigham Young and they bore testimony of the same all their lives.

In Volume 6, page 150 of Church History, I see grandfather’s name as one of 40 men chosen in 1843, by the Prophet Joseph Smith, who was also the Mayor of the city of Nauvoo, to be city policemen to guard the city night and day against the enemy; mobs were giving the inhabitants a bad time, as the Church history records events of that time.

Moses Martin Sanders received his endowments in the Nauvoo Temple on 1 January 1846, for which he felt very grateful as he had helped to build that beautiful Temple.
The mobs were becoming more bold and vicious all the time until the LDS had to leave their beautiful Temple and homes in Nauvoo and flee to save their lives.

Grandfather and his family were at Winter Quarters when the call came for 500 able-bodied men for the U.S. Army.
Henry Sanderson, a boyfriend of Richard Twiggs Sanders, joined the Mormon Battalion, so Richard wanted to join but being only eighteen years and small of stature was rejected. But he donned his father’s boots, long cloak and high hat and got in line again. His dress did not fool President Brigham Young who said “Well my boy, if you want to go that bad, you may go.” He served in Company “F” under Captain Daniel C. Davis.
Henry Sanderson married Richard’s sister Rebecca.
The LDS had a very difficult time the winter of 1846 and 47 in Winter Quarters, many of them died, as the little cemetery on the hill will testify. It was here that Eliza Jane Sanders, their baby scarcely four years old died 4 April 1847.
     When it was discovered a settlement would have to be retained for a number of years, the people in Winter Quarters were counseled to move to the east side of the river where they built a tabernacle and established Kanesville, named in honor of the friend for the Mormons, Colonel Thomas L. Kane. Later the name of the town was changed to Council Bluffs, by which name it is known today. That was the end of Winter Quarters, now known as Florence, Nebraska.

On 20 January 1848, Moses Martin Sanders, was at Council Bluffs, Iowa and signed a petition to the U.S. Government asking for a post office on the Pottawattamie lands.

Moses Martin Sanders, wife and six of their eleven children--ages ten to twenty-one years arrived in Utah in 1850. Four of their children were buried in the East and their oldest living son was with the Mormon Battalion in California. Their first stopping place was called West Jordan, part of Great Salt Lake City, Utah, where their twelfth child Moses Martin Sanders, Jr., my father was born 21 February 1853.

On 7 April 1853 he received a Patriarchal Blessing under the hands of Patriarch John Smith in Salt Lake City. On this day he was selected as one of Captain John Nebeker’s charges. This resulted in the founding of Fort Supply, near Fort Bridger. This was undoubtedly the first agricultural settlement in what is now Wyoming. It was established November 16, 1853 and abandoned and burned by the Mormons in September 1857. According to Church records Grandfather also was active in the founding of Fillmore, Utah, which served at one time as the Capital of Utah. There were minor forts established too as Fort Sanders, Fort McKenzie, etc. From West Jordan they were called into the Fort at Big Cottonwood.

In the fall of 1859, Grandfather and some of his married children and others were called to Sanpete County to help build the town of Fairview. They stopped at Mt. Pleasant, Sanpete County and the men left their wives and children there until they could build a Fort and a meeting house (church) at Fairview. The men spent most of the winter working, building the fort and church, and they cut the grass from the ditch banks for their livestock’s winter feed. They would have to take turns standing guard, when men were working, etc. for the Indians were very troublesome at this time.

Grandfather’s son, John Franklin, was known as Captain John Sanders as he served in the Black Hawk Indian War from 1865 to 1870 and later the Governor offered him a pension but he would not accept it. He said “no, the Government does not owe me anything, it has done more for me than I have for the Government.” This was not only the attitude of the Sanders family, but all LDS towards the Government that had refused them aid in their hour of need. At the (50th) anniversary celebration of the pioneers at Fairview, a monument was erected with the names of Moses M. Sanders and sons and others on it to honor its founders.

In 1865 Grandfather and his married sons were called to the Dixie Cotton Mission Southern Utah (St. George). Here again they shared in the trials, hardships and toil that went into the conquering of a new frontier as well as a new industry,--cotton. It was found that cotton could be raised in southern Utah. President Brigham Young wanted his people to become self-supporting and cotton could help them in many ways. In Washington, Utah they had built a factory where they turned out yard goods, some ready to wear clothing of both cotton and mixed goods, and blankets, etc. These were in turn exchanged for other products throughout the state.

The sons obtained land in what is known today as the Washington Fields, while grandfather bought what is known as the Middleton Ranch. He built a house on the west side of the property by the bridge. It still stands in good condition, and they say that is the basement of this house are large barrels, that were built to hold the grape juice to make wine. These barrels are too large to go through a door so they could not be moved unless they were taken apart. There are still grapevines on this ranch that Grandfather planted. He also built a house of red adobe in St. George, which still stands in fairly good condition.

One time on my trip, we stopped in St. George to buy some fresh fruit, and I said to the lady, my grandparents, the Sanders and the Starrs helped settle St. George, and she said “yes this property used to belong to Brother Sanders and he built this well for water just outside.” I asked for a drink of water from the well my grandfather had built.

Grandmother Sanders’ father was Richard Faucett. He was born about 1769 in Orange County, North Carolina; and was the son of David and Eleanor Faucett. Her mother was Mary McKee, born about 1774 in Orange County, North Carolina. Her maternal grandparents were Alexander and Mary McKee. Some records have Amanda Armstrong Faucett as one of eleven children while others show her as one of thirteen. The older ones were born in Orange County, North Carolina, while the last ones were born in Maury County, Tennessee.

I do not know how many of the family joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, but I do know that an older brother, William McKee Faucett, who was born January 6, 1807, and who married Matilda C. Bucher, were at Kanesville or Council Bluffs, intending to go to Utah the same time as his sister, my Grandmother, and her family. Being recognized by the Church Authorities as a leader, William was asked to stay and be the presiding elder over the Allred Branch. He came to Utah later and settled in Provo. In August 1852, when Provo was divided into five wards, he was made bishop of the Fifth Ward. He lived to be ninety years old and died in Provo. Father’s oldest son, while attending, Brigham Young University, called on him and said that he was a grand old man. This was about a year before he died in 1896.

Grandmother, Amanda Armstrong Faucett, was born May 6, 1810 in Maury, Tennessee, the fifth child of her parents. Before Grandmother was sixteen years old, she met a handsome young man twenty three years old, Moses Martin Sanders. They fell in love and were married January 12, 1826, in Maury, Tennessee. They both came from homes that owned slaves, therefore they had plenty of colored help to do the heavy work, but when the time came to meet the trials and hardships of life, they did so in the true pioneer spirit, never complaining of the persecutions of the mobs in Missouri and Illinois.

It seems that all of her life was one move after the other and always to new frontiers where life was very difficult and often very dangerous. Grandmother was indeed a helpmate and companion to her husband, standing by his side, giving him support and comfort in every way that she could. She met each trial with faith in Heavenly Father. She was only married one year when her first child was born on December 4, 1826, and named William Carl who lived only eight months. About a year later another baby boy, Richard Twiggs was born on May 31, 1828, to comfort her loss. When he was only eighteen years of age, he joined the Mormon Battalion of the U.S. Army and she never saw him again in this life.
She was the mother of twelve children, but before her third child, John Franklin, was born on March 20, 1830, they moved to Montgomery, Illinois. There she was blessed with two baby girls, Rebecca Ann, born March 5, 1832 and Martha Brown, born May 23, 1833. Another son, David Walker was born September 1, 1834,
They moved again. This time to Missouri where they must have joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, for when her seventh child was born on December 25, 1836, in Far West, Caldwell County, Missouri, they named him Joseph Moroni---definitely a Mormon name. Their next move was forced on by the mobs, and this, of course, was a great trial to leave their home and property in Missouri, but with the other exiles, they found refuge in Quincy, Adams County, Illinois. While living there, she gave birth to her eighth child, Sidney Rigdon Sanders, who was born April 10, 1839.

     They did not live in Quincy very long for after the Prophet was released from prison, he bought property on the Mississippi River, a town called Commerce, Illinois, afterwards called Nauvoo, the beautiful, by the Prophet Joseph Smith. Grandfather moved his family to Nauvoo and they were among the first residents there. No doubt Grandmother thought that they had found peace and rest at last. While in Nauvoo, she gave birth to three more children, Emma, born January 23, 1840; Eliza Jane, born June 4, 1843; and Hyrum Smith, born October 10, 1845.

Life was difficult for survival for even the adults, due to malaria, the lack of proper food, and persecutions from mobs. So it was no wonder that the LDS children died young. Here Grandmother had the sorrow of departing with her two youngest sons, Sidney Rigdon and Joseph Hyrum.

Grandmother received her patriarchal blessing September 21, 1844, while in Nauvoo, under the hands of Patriarch John Smith. You can see by the date that this was just a few months after the Prophet Joseph Smith and his Brother Hyrum had suffered martyrdom at the hands of foul mobs. Grandmother was a neighbor of the Prophets family. Her husband was a city policeman and was away from home a great deal of the time is probably why the Patriarch told her that she not only shared the priesthood of her husband, but in the absence of the Elders she would have the power to heal her children by the laying on of hands.

While they lived in Nauvoo, her son, Joseph Moroni was eight years old on December 25, 1844 and although the Mississippi River was frozen over, and it was also Christmas day they still cut a hole in the ice large enough for him to be baptized on his birthday. No wonder he never forgot it nor the death off the Prophet six months earlier. This incident proves to me that Grandmother had given her children proper instruction in the principles of the gospel, for a small boy to desire baptism under those conditions, it was certainly a chilly baptism.

Grandmother received her endowments and was sealed to her husband in the Nauvoo Temple on January 20, 1846. Grandmother’s name, Amanda Sanders, appears on the roll of the Nauvoo Relief Society in our Relief Society handbook. She, and her older children, never forgot the sad event when the bodies of their beloved Prophet and his brother Hyrum, were brought home to Nauvoo after they had been murdered, in cold blood, at the Carthage Jail. She also witnessed the event of the mantle of the Prophet falling upon Brigham Young, showing the people who the Lord had chosen to lead His people.

After they were driven from their home and their property in Nauvoo, by the mobs, they were in Winter Quarters. Church history tells us that the LDS suffered very much there and many died in the terrible winter of 1846-47. The Church News records the death of her baby girl Eliza Jane, who was four years old. Her oldest son departed with the Mormon Battalion from here and she never saw him again. So you might say that she had parted with five of her eleven children.

The Church leaders had their members abandon Winter Quarters, which is today known as Florence, Nebraska. They moved across the river to the Iowa side where they established the town of Kanesville, afterwards changed to Council Bluffs, Iowa. It was from Council Bluffs that the Sanders family left for Utah. She had just six of her eleven children with her. The oldest son was twenty years old and the youngest, a daughter, was ten years of age when they arrived in Utah in 1850.

After they had been in Salt Lake three years, the Lord send her a baby boy, my father, born February 21, 1853. He was her twelfth child, he was named Moses Martin Sanders, Jr., for his father. Her youngest child was 13 years old, so she looked upon him as a promised child, and he surely did have many children, 28 of them, and three wives. She lived to see two of his wives and several of his children before she died.

Grandmother still had many moves to make, as she helped pioneer Mt. Pleasant and Fairview in 1859. Part of her family stayed in Manti. Grandmother and other women in the party at Mt. Pleasant while their men folk built a fort for protection from the Indians. Some of the men had to stand guard while others worked, They also built a meeting house where all of their meetings for spiritual instruction were held it was also used for social affairs such as dancing.

It is said that her son John built the first adobe house and the first and best sidewalks in the town of Fairview. This same John served as a captain in the Blackhawk Indian War from 1865 to 1870. In later years he gave the government more than it gave him. This was the true pioneer spirit as shown by our people, they were always willing to give of their service to the government. At the fiftieth anniversary celebration of Mt. Pleasant and Fairview, Utah a monument was erected to honor their pioneers, and the names of her husband and sons were placed on the monument.

In 1865 Grandmother made another move, this time to southern Utah, near St. George, with her husband and sons who had been called to what was then known as the Dixie Cotton Mission. President Brigham Young had found that cotton could be raised there and he knew that cotton would be a great help in making the LDS more self supporting.

For a number of years she lived on a big ranch that her husband had bought. There was a sawmill on the ranch which furnished lumber for the St. George Temple and other buildings. They also planted fruit trees and vineyards. I can visualize that there was enough work for all to do.

After a few years her husband built her a red adobe house in St. George, where she lived. It was while she was living in St. George that she was called to go through her greatest trial. Here she had to be departed from her beloved husband and companion of 52 years. He died November 8, 1878 and was buried in the St. George cemetery, he was 75 years old at his passing. In the fall of 1879 Grandmother moved back to Fairview.

Then in 1882, a call came to go to colonize in Arizona. At this time Grandmother went with some of her sons to Tonto Basin, Arizona, later the name was changed to Gisela. This was a very barren, dry country and was another frontier to conquer. This move to Arizona was about the twelfth move that Grandmother had made, and this one proved to be her last move on this earth.

On April 1, 1885, her youngest son, Moses Martin Sanders, Jr, took his second wife and her two babies and drove in a light wagon from Arizona to Old Mexico, leaving his first wife and her children. They were to come later, bringing Grandmother. But on April 24, 1885, just seven years after her husbands death, Grandmother went to her companion for eternity. She too was 75 years old, the same age as her husband when he passed away.

She was buried in Tonto Basin (Gisela). Grandmother and her husband were really and truly pioneers many times over. During their lifetimes of 75 years, on this earth, they had made many moves for the sake of the gospel while obeying the calls of the priesthood and the authorities who were over them. Every move had been on the frontier of a new country, where the trials and hardships were many.


John Franklin Sanders was born 30 March 1830 in Montgomery County, Illinois. He was the third child of Moses Martin Sanders and Amanda Armstrong Fausett Sanders. His father, of English ancestry, was born August 17, 1803, near Homer, Banks County, Georgia, the grandson of Moses Sanders, founder and first pastor of the Lime Grove Level, and Nails Creek Baptist Churches of Franklin County. John’s mother, Amanda, was born 6 May 1810 in Maury County, Tennessee.

John Franklin’s oldest brother, William Carrol was born in Maury County, Tennessee on April 27, 1827. He died a few months later. The next child, Richard Twiggs was born 31 May 1828 also in Maury County. In 1829 John’s father and his uncles, William and David Sanders and his Aunt Nancy moved to Montgomery County, Illinois where John and the next three children were born: Rebecca Ann, March 5, 1832; Martha Brown, May 25, 1833; and David Walker, September 15, 1834.

Mormon missionaries came to their home about this time and Moses Martin was baptized January 28, 1835 by an Elder William Joy. Soon the family felt the urge to join with the body of the saints in Missouri, but this was a terrible time in Church history. Mobbings and persecutions were taking place daily in Missouri. The family arrived just as the saints were being driven from Clay County. Their next son, Joseph Moroni was born in Clay County, December 25, 1836. Along with the rest of these driven people they arrived in Far West, Caldwell County, but the persecutions followed and in two years they were on their way again. Despite all these troubles which caused so many to lose their faith and apostatize, the Moses Martin Sanders family remained steadfast. When you realize that their prophet Joseph Smith and Sidney Rigdon were in the Liberty Jail much of this time facing a very dim future, you realize how strong their faith must have been. In the hard winter of 1838-39 the saints were again driven from their homes and this time followed along the Missouri River to Quincy, Adams County, Illinois where they located before moving up to Commerce, later to become Nauvoo, Hancock County, Illinois. Moses and Amanda’s next child, Sidney Rigdon was born at Adams County on April 10, 1839.

Around 1840 the family made the move to Nauvoo and built a little home which the 1840 census shows was next to the prophet’s uncle’s home, John Smith. It was also very near Joseph Smith, Sr’s home, the prophet’s father. On January 23, 1841, a daughter Emma joined the family. She was named by the Prophet Joseph Smith. Eliza Jane followed on June 4, 1843 and Hyrum Smith on the 10th of October 1844. All three of these children were born in Nauvoo. Little five-year-old Sidney died this same year of 1844.
As a young boy John Franklin helped the builders of the Nauvoo Temple as a water boy. Along with the rest they suffered the increasing mobbings and hardships of the people there. Often John was the only one home to help his mother and younger brothers and sisters as his father and Richard were gone so much on church duties.

A month before the big exodus of the saints from Nauvoo in February of 1846, his father and mother were able to go to the almost completed temple for their endowments. They were sealed for time and eternity by Heber C. Kimball, 20 January 1846.

In 1845 Mary Jane Sparks Sanderson had brought the body of her husband, James Sanderson from St. Louis to Nauvoo for burial. This little family was left in a very impoverished condition. Moses Martin befriended them and rented them a small log cabin which he owned. He was later, at Council Bluffs, Iowa, to take Mary Jane as his plural wife.

When the Sanders family left Nauvoo with the exodus, they settled at Pigeon Grove, near Council Bluffs, and here Moses worked in a saw pit during the year of 1847. The saw was run by hand and was a very slow, hard process.

Richard, the oldest boy, at age 18, joined the Mormon Battalion and marched away on that long trek to California. This was the last sight his mother had of him as after the Battalion disbanded he remained in California for several years, married a Spanish girl and had a little family. His wife died in 1858 and shortly after he started for Utah. He was killed on the way, shot in the back with an arrow by Indians. No one has any record of what happened to his children.

Mary Jane’s son, Henry W. Sanderson, had also joined the Battalion. Before he left he loaned Moses Martin his team and several head of oxen. So in 1848, Moses, Mary Jane, Mary Jane’s daughter Marie, and Moses’s son David, age 14, left for Utah to prepare a home in the Salt Lake Valley for the others who would follow as soon as they were able.

The U.S. census of 1850 locates the remainder of the family in Plains City, Pottawattamie County, Iowa. In March of 1850, Henry Sanderson had returned from Salt Lake Valley and married John’s sister, Rebecca Ann. One week later he and John Frank, as he was usually called, prepared to leave for Salt Lake and to take with them the remaining family members. Moses had left an old wagon which they fixed up. They also bought a new one. They made excellent ox bows and wagon bows for them. They bought one yoke of oxen for $50.00 and four or five other cows. Warren Foote was Captain of the hundred, Lysander Terry, Captain of the fifty, and they traveled in the Jared Porter Company, he being the Captain of the ten. This was the way the pioneers divided up the responsibilities in the wagon train. At this time John Franklin was 20 years old.

As they neared the valley, David Sanders came out to meet them, which was the first news they had had from the rest of the family of Sanders that had come out in 1848. About this time, mother Amanda took sick with pleurisy in her side and it grew worse. It was hurting her very much to ride in the wagon. When they arrived at the Weber River it was decided to leave David in charge of the wagon and for Henry to ride on horseback to get Moses to take a spring vehicle and go out to meet the company so that Amanda could ride in more ease. Henry engaged a horse in the evening, arose to ride the next morning and fully expected to reach his destination by that night. He was disappointed in the endurance of his horse. When he got between the mountains east of Salt Lake the horse tired out and he was compelled to make camp for the night. The next morning he arrived at Moses Martin’s place twelve miles south of Salt Lake on the Jordan River. Moses Martin then went out to meet the company.

Moses and Amanda had one more child born to them February 21, 1853 at Jordan. They named him Moses Martin, Jr. No children were born to Moses and Mary Jane.

John Franklin settled at Union Fort, a few miles south of Salt Lake. A short while later he met Mary Irene Clement, who had been born July 23, 1837 at Dryden, Tompkins, New York. She was a daughter of Thomas Clement and Betsey Foote, early converts to the church who had died before coming to Salt Lake. Her mother had died of the dread malaria near Council Bluffs, Iowa. Mary Irene had arrived in Utah in 1848 in the Heber C. Kimball company. John Frank and Mary were married at Union Fort, July 15, 1855. Their first children, Nancy Irene, born October 1, 1856, and John Franklin, Jr. born November 4, 1858 were born in Union. On the 22 March 1858 John Franklin took Jane Gibson as his second wife in plural marriage. She was but 15 at the time and did not really live in the family until several years later. Her first child was not born until around 1865. She and John Franklin had four other children.

In 1859 John Franklin was called to help settle Fairview, Sanpete County, Utah. Because of Indian troubles, their first winter of 1858-59 was spent quarrying and hauling rock from a nearby canyon to build a fort. In 1860 the walls of the three sides were finished. The other side was made by the backs of log houses adjoining at the ends. There were portholes in the top walls for watchers. Inside the fort were rows of houses, a tithing office, and a schoolhouse which also served as a church. The names of the men who worked on this fort with a description of it are on a marker at the site in Fairview today. John Franklin’s name as well as his brother Joseph, his wife’s brother, Thomas Clement, and his brother-in-law Henry Sanderson and Warren Brady’s names were all included in this list.

John Franklin was called by Brigham Young to be a captain to take flour and other necessities to the saints who had arrived in Florence, Nebraska and were waiting for help from Utah. He made two trips back there, the last one in 1863.

In Church Chronology by Andrew Jenson, it states that the “Deseret News” reported:

“Spring--April, 1863--For John Frank Sanders, Church property, 50 wagons, 398 oxen, 5 horses, 4 guards, 5 teamsters, 32,854 pounds of flour, sent for Company D. J.F. S. private possessions: 3 wagons, 26 oxen, 12 oxen for sale.

“On June 6, 1863 about 250 Saints, under Sanders’ direction, started on their way to Utah. The Company consisted mostly of Scandinavian Saints who crossed the Atlantic on the ship ‘Antarctic’. Cattle showed signs of fatigue and were very poor from two long journeys to Nebraska and back again.”
On this trip he had eight hundred immigrants besides his regular company. They had been on a sailing vessel six weeks and living on short rations so were in a bad and weak condition. A few of the wagons were loaded with food and the rest with merchandise. There was plenty of fresh meat, such as deer, buffalo, and antelope, but being used to sea food for so long a time this caused sickness and many died. Even with the rationing of a variety of foods, flour, salt, soda, pepper, and bacon, most would overeat and become ill. Captain Sanders could not speak their language but was kind and did all he could do to help in their suffering.

John Frank became well-to-do in Fairview. Swen Neilson, a man who came in one of John Frank’s companies at the age of 11, knew him very well and told of his selling $1,100 worth of cattle, 2 teams and wagons and a load of produce, mostly honey, which in those days was a lot of money. He also had a large farm in Thistle Valley, near Indianola, about 15 miles from Fairview.

The Utah Adjutant General’s records show that Captain John Franklin Sanders Commanded Company C., Cavalry Militia of Utah, Sanpete Military District, etc. having served in the Blackhawk War in Central Utah.

John’s father had befriended a young Indian boy named Bateese. He and John Frank became bosom friends. The boy would do anything for him. He was an excellent scout and hunter and on the trips east kept the camp in fresh meat and water. If given a horse to ride there was nothing he couldn’t do. He liked to do chores for everyone and carry their water. John Frank also became a very good Indian interpreter.
John and Mary Irene had six more children while living in Fairview: Mary Eliza, born July 15, 1861; Amanda Elizabeth born March 3, 1863, who died at a year and a half of age; Martin Henry born January 16, 1866; Thomas Alma, born February 13, 186.5; Olive Loretta born October 19, 1870; and David Darius born February 19, 1873. Mary Irene was a very sweet, quiet person. She was noted for her beautiful handwork and sewing. Their house in Fairview was still standing and in use in 1942. Mary Irene took ill in 1875 and died August 22 leaving 7 children.
Around 1879 John Franklin received a “Call” to settle the Tonto Basin in Arizona. Before the Saints had been in the Salt Lake Valley a year, President Brigham started the “Planting of Colonies Program” in Utah, Arizona, California, Idaho and Mexico, which continued some years after his death. The purpose, of course, was to start Mormon settlements where the immigrant converts and others could come and find a place to live in peace. The sites for these colonies were chosen by the Church Authorities; their most outstanding qualification seemed to be a place no one else could have. Tonto Basin, chosen for the Sanders party was no exception. It was called “reclaiming the wastelands, conquering the desert,” etc. Leader of the “Founding Parties” or Companies were called by Church Leaders and “set apart” as are bishops, missionaries, auxiliary heads today. They also released from the “calling” when their work was completed.
So we have John Sanders receiving a “call” as a Leader of a Party, consisting mostly of his own relatives. They may have been mostly most welcome volunteers, but would help insure that each new settlement would have the needed craftsmen from every walk of life. One of these relatives was John’s brother, Joseph Moroni. His daughter Margaret, wrote, “Father was supposed to go with Uncle John to Tonto, but he was ill when the call came; after waiting a year for him and he was not better, the Company went on without him.”
During the year’s wait, John’s son Frank with the help of hired cowboys moved everybody’s cattle to the Arizona range. John took Martin and Thomas, the two younger boys with him, also his wife Jane and her children. Olive Loretta and David Darius were left with Nancy Irene, the oldest married daughter. As the youngest children it was felt they would be much better off with her than facing the rigors of such a long journey.
Mary Elisa who had married John Clark Thompson went down to Arizona in 1880 to the Little Colorado colonies, but records show that John Franklin and his group remained in St. George from 1879 to 1882. The 1880 census shows them living at the home of his father, Moses, who had died there in 1878. There they did a great deal of temple work while there until the spring of 1882 when they were able to make the move to Arizona. He took his widowed mother with them on the trek.

The following is copied from the memoirs of Ellen Sanders Cardon, John’s youngest daughter by Jane:

“There are only three times in my life I saw my mother shed tears. When we landed in Tonto Basin was one of them. She had been through a lot of pioneering, but she wilted when first she looked out over the wilderness they were sent to make ‘Blossom as a Rose.’ She didn’t think there could be a more forsaken place to bring a family up in. But it looked all right to me. There were horses, cattle, hills, space, a few mesquite trees and more space.”

The Land Records show that Martin and John Sanders bought the land from a Mr. David Gowan, discoverer of the Natural Bridge and first white settler there. He had taken advantage of the presence of a beaver built log dam and had made an irrigation ditch from it. The records state that Sanders gave Gowan the grapevines and fruit planted on the bridge and some of these are still producing.

The area is very desolate and lonely. It was given the dainty name of “Gisela” by a school teacher and is still found on an Arizona map, but she resisted all efforts to cultivate her. Skeletal buildings 5 miles from any road are the only evidence of the Sanders family having been there.

John Frank was the Presiding Elder, though because of the distance they didn’t get to church often. Ellen stated that her father was called “Bishop” but that was perhaps just a title of respect. It was the respect the Indians had for John that saved the settlement from their attacks. They told him, “We hear John laugh and leave.”

Around 1882 my grandparents, John C. Thompson and Mary Eliza Sanders, joined the Sanders at the Tonto Basin. Grandfather Thompson ran a burro train packing supplies to the pioneers between Flagstaff and Tonto. Indians and outlaws caused constant trouble. Young Martin Henry was shot in the back by outlaws in 1890 who wanted his team of horses to get way from a posse who was after them. They just left Martin dead on his wagon seat, taking his boots, too.

John’s mother, Amanda, died at Gisela in 1885, and was buried there. About 75 years later, Wesly Jones, a great-grandson visited her grave. He found it a most desolate, lonely place, a few dried grasses, rocks on which lizards were warming themselves and snakes slithering among it all. It moved him to do something about it, so he bought two very nice stones and set them in cement to mark the resting places of a great pioneer lady and her grandson, Martin Henry.

In 1891 President Wilford Woodruff ordered the abandonment of the Tonto Basin Settlement and shortly there after John Franklin was released from his call and told to go to Mesa in the Salt River Valley. Many others had already become discouraged and gone. My grandparents went back to Utah.

He spent his last years in Mesa, Maricopa County, Arizona, and died there March 18, 1896 and was buried in the Sanders plot of the Mesa Cemetery. He contributed much to the colonization of two states.

In a history book we find a quotation from one of Brigham Young’s sons, John R. Young, who lived in Arizona and knew him well:

“He was a superior sort of man, no braggart, but convincing, kind without patronizing. His proud bearing and general open countenance made a staunch friend of me. I was proud to know him. He was a real gentleman.”

John was of medium heavy build, good in running, wrestling and other sports. He had a sandy complexion, light hair and blue eyes. He must have had an excellent character because of the many positions of great responsibility which he was given. He was a man who could get the confidence of those about him and at the same time command respect and obedience from them. I am very proud of the heritage he left me.
Roselyn Woodward Slade
An article taken from Daughters of Utah Pioneers. “ They came in 1863,“ lesson from Sept. 1963:

John Frank Sanders, Sr. was born in Illinois 5 March 1833 to Moses Martin Sanders and Amanda Faucett Sanders. His parents were early converts to Mormonism. John Frank worked as a water boy on the Nauvoo Temple.
The family left Nauvoo at the time of the Mormon exodus but they did not arrive in Utah until 1850. John Frank married Mary Irene Clement in 1855 and they became the parents of eight children.

Their first home was in Union Fort. Later the Sanders family settled in the town of Fairview, where he became a prominent citizen.

In 1863 Mr. Sanders was called to take flour and other necessities to the saints who had arrived in Florence, Nebraska and were awaiting help from Utah. The Deseret News reported “April 1863 Spring For John Sanders Church Property, 50 wagons, 398 oxen, 5 horses, 4 guards, 5 Teamsters, 32854 lbs of flour, sent for Company D. John Frank Sanders private possessions 5 wagons, 26 oxen, 12 oxen for sale.”

On June 6, 1863 about 250 Saints under Sanders’ direction, started on their way to Utah and again the news reported that his “Company consisted mostly of Scandinavian Saints who crossed the Atlantic in the ship Antarctic. Cattle showed signs of fatigue and were very poor from two long journeys to Nebraska and back again”.

In 1880 Sanders moved to Arizona where he bought a cattle ranch.

He died 18 March 1896 at Mesa, Maricopa County, Arizona.

by Belva C. Watson
Mary Irene Clement Sanders, daughter of Thomas Clement and Elizabeth Foote, was born 23 July 1837 at Dryden, Tompkins County, New York. Irene, almost 9 years old, and her two brothers, Darius nearly 14, and Tommy, 5, rode to Utah with their Aunt Almira Foote and her husband, Isaac Furguson. They came in Brigham Young’s company in 1848. The Moses Martin Sanders family must have known the Clement family, for both families were camped at Pigeon Grove near Kanesville, Pottawattamie County, Iowa, after they left Nauvoo.

John Franklin Sanders saw Irene early and fell in love with the pretty little girl. He planned that he would marry her when he was able and she was old enough. When he heard that Brother Furguson was mistreating the Clement boys and planned to marry Irene, he made arrangements for their Uncle Warren Foote to take the children to the latter’s home in Union Fort, near Murray, Utah. The Sanders were living there at that time.

While the Fergusons were away John took his team and wagon and brought the children with their belongings: the two green chests with the cloth and clothing, the bedding and the feather bed (things their mother had packed for the trip west before she died,) to Uncle Warren’s in Union Fort. Then the Sanders were called to settle the Narrows, and to Fort Bridger to raise wheat for the pioneers coming into the valley.

Irene was married to John Franklin Sanders 15 July 1855--eight days before she became 18 years old-by Bishop Silas Richards. She made a most beautiful wedding dress all by hand and with stitches so fine you could not see them. She must have learned the art of dressmaking from one of Uncle Warren’s wives. We still have the dress, but she used two widths of the six-width gathered skirt to make a dress for her eldest daughter Nancy when she was 8 or 10 years old. The blouse was worn out and a new blouse made to go with the skirt. My mother and Aunt Olive Prichett were both married in it. I asked Amanda Jones when she was 100 years old if she remembered “Aunt Rena’s white wedding dress and if she wore it much. She said: “Yes, and she wore it on all state occasions.”

Mother, Nancy Irene was born at Union Fort, 1 October 1856, and before John Franklin was born, Irene made their temple clothes. We still have the robes with the same fine hand-stitching as the wedding dress. They were married in the Endowment House before they were called to go settle Sanpete Valley. [Fall of 1859]

In Sanpete, temporary houses were made in Mount Pleasant for the women and children, while the men went to Fairview to build a Fort. Grandpa built an adobe house with two stories. It is still standing and in good repair--and lived in. The men lived in it while they built the houses along the south and north walls of the fort, and the meeting house in the center. The fort was built of lime, rock, dug from the stone quarry 1 mile North of the fort. There were bastions on the Southeast and Northeast corners with portholes for guards to look through to watch for prowling Indians on all sides of the fort. There was a small gate on the South wall. This gate was in the house used by grandfather and grandmother Sanders.

Many of the older people in Fairview have told me I looked like “Aunt Rena”--that she was quite woman. They said she kept a very clean house, and that she made most of the burial clothes for those who died. She kept most of the Church visitors who came to town because she was able to set a nice table and was a good cook. She had papers and magazines come in the mail each month, and all the women who could come with their sewing and mending to her house to hear her read all the interesting things. Grandmother had lots of long heavy hair. While she was in Salt Lake City some one offered her money for it. She had so many headaches that she thought it might relieve it if she had her hair cut, so it was cut to shoulder-length.

Irene Sanders was the mother of eight children. One died at 6 months of age; a son, Martin, died at 24 years of age, unmarried, killed by outlaws in Arizona. Rena, (Mary Irene Clement Sanders)--died in Fairview, Sanpete County, Utah, 22 August 1870--33 years old. She died, we think (the way they described her condition), of a ruptured fallopian tube. Mother was 16 years old when her mother died, and was in St. George, Utah visiting her Sanders grandparents.

My mother, Nancy married Walter Cox, they had 11 children. Uncle Frank had 11 children. Aunt Mary Thompson had 11 children, Uncle Tom had 4 children, Aunt Olive Pritchett had 11 children and Uncle Darius had 9 children.

Grandmother Rena had 57 grandchildren; 11 of these died as children or unmarried, or did not have a family. If the two brothers, Darius and Thomas, did as well as their sister, then their mother, Betsey (Elizabeth Foote Clement) would reach her goal in coming west for the health of her children.

[msb - If Mary Irene Clement was known as Grandmother Rena, it is no wonder our own great-grandmother, Myra Irene Sanders’ name is oftentime recorded as Myra Irena.]

By his daughter, Myra Irene Sanders Rogers
My father, John Franklin Sanders, Jr. was born the 4th November, 1858 at Cottonwood, Union County, Utah. His parents were John Franklin Sanders, Sr. and Mary Irene Clement. They lived in Cottonwood.

They moved to Fairview sometime within the next two years, as the next child was born there in 1861. His mother died in 1875. She had eight children, one had died in 1864. The youngest was only two years old and Father was nearly sixteen at that time.

He lived in Fairview where he worked to help support the family. Grandfather had a 2nd wife and these children lived with Aunt Nancy, the oldest sister. Father worked away from home but helped support the younger children.
He married Hannah Elmina Allred the 31 of August 1879 and they continued to live in Fairview until 1881. Some of the family had heard about land and cattle in Arizona. Some of the family with their horses wagons and some cattle started to make the long trip. Father and his brother-in-law, John Thompson, who had married Mary, a sister, were in the group. Mother said they stopped to rest their cattle and themselves at Sunset, Arizona. This was a small colony of LDS people under the leadership of Lot Smith. They were trying to live the United Order.

After a rest there they went on south past Pine and Payson to a small valley on the Tonto Creek. There was feed and water for their stock. The climate was mild. Some started to work to get the water on the land from the creek. Others went back to Fairview for the others and their families. Father was among those who came back to get Mother and me. It was a sad parting from loved ones and friends. They made the long trip in a wagon and got there to their stopping place about New Years Day 1882.

They commenced building their homes and father was the first to finish his. He planted fruit trees and a lot of poplar trees. I can remember that about an acre of alfalfa was surrounded by these trees. The cattle herd increased and we had milk and butter. Also plenty of fruit in just a few years and always fresh or dried vegetables. They had some bees and honey and plenty of molasses. Father had some burros and would make trips to Phoenix for provisions for the store in Payson. They were long lonely trips. Father was always glad to get home and we were happy when he got home safely.

The Indians sometimes killed travelers for what they could steal. By 1892 many were moving away, some of the older ones went to Concho, Arizona and Snowflake, Arizona. Other to the Gila Valley, Arizona. Grandfather and Father and their families came to Salt River Valley, Arizona.
Father got a small farm to help with our living. It was a small house but we were comfortable. He was not a religious man but attended church part of the time. He did not use liquor or tobacco, but did enjoy his coffee for community affairs. After living in Lehi till 1895 he got a chance to get more land west of Lehi. He worked hard on this place to get it level enough to irrigate it. On this land he raised grain, corn, maize and alfalfa. He helped plant a nice orchard and we soon had lots of fruit. He also had quite a herd of cows and took milk to the dairy. The older boys helped with the milking and farm work. I don’t remember just why but it must have been to get more land he went to the Imperial Valley in California about 1901. He took teams and our eldest brother Frank with him. They worked hard there but Frank took sick and had to come home. Father soon came also. Frank died in June 1901. I can’t remember when Father came back.
We continued to farm this place until 1903 when the family all went to Oregon where they stayed until the Fall 1905 or Winter of 1906. He then got mother a place in Lehi and commenced farming and milking cows again. He was again quite active in community affairs.
While in Oregon they had no contact with the Church and when they came back he still was not active. The family, especially mother and the girls, did take quite an active part.

I suppose there was some financial difficulties about the place they were trying to buy. Some time in 1911, I think it was, he got very discouraged and despondent. He left the ranch and went to California where he had work on a dairy farm. He wrote me several letters but they were not like he usually wrote. We would see that he was unhappy and brooding over past trials and doing a great deal of worrying about the family and his being away from us, and all alone. He had a fall and broke his arm. He sent me pictures of himself with his arm in a sling. He was still trying to work. In this letter we could see he was not himself. Some things were imaginations brought on by loneliness and despondency.

In November 1912 he came home, stopped in Mesa, got a horse and buggy and went to Lehi. One of the brothers went ahead and told the family he was coming. He went right by our home and on to the place where Mother and the 3 youngest girls and the two youngest boys lived. The boys talked to him but he seemed out of his mind.

We have often thought that if the officers had been called and he had been taken in custody and had a doctor to help him, the terrible accident or whatever we could call it could have been prevented. It was a terrible blow to all of us, when he took his own life, and it has been hard to take, but we know such things can happen in the best of families. We, the whole family, have lived the best we could and all have been respected in and out of the Church.

Father died the 3 November 1912. It’s been several years since I wrote this. After reading it over I felt I should add more to it. After going back to Fairview for the families, Father and Mother must have left Fairview in the fall of 1881, as mother has said I was a year old when they left. Grandfather must have gone to St. George in 1879, as Aunt Ella Sanders Cordon, says they got to St. George in 1879 when she was 5 years old, and that she was baptized in St. George.

They were in their new home Christmas 1882. 1 have heard mother say they ate their Christmas dinner out of doors. I think their houses were not yet built, and that they were still living in their wagons and tents.
They hauled lumber from Flagstaff to build their homes. Father was the first one finished. Before leaving St. George, all old enough had their endowments and I was sealed to my parents. I can remember telling my cousins I was adopted.

The family grew the next ten years. I was born 1880, Franklin Alma 1882, Lafayette 1884, Elmina 1886, Perry 1889, Minerva 1891.

The people in the Gisela settlement were released by the Church to leave, as the weather conditions, and being so far away from anywhere was against us. They had gone there in response from President Brigham Young to make a settlement there. Father had about a dozen burros and he would take them to Phoenix, get provisions for the merchants at Payson and Rye.

Some of the families went north to Concho, Arizona, others to the Gila Valley, Arizona. Grandfather & Aunt Jane and our family came to the Salt River Valley. Here, other children were born, Lester 1893, Carrie 1895, Pearl 1898, Grace 1900, Lura 1902. All have married and raised large families.

Written by her daughter
Edith Pearl Openshaw
February 25, 1966

Hannah Elmina Allred was born February 20, 1862 in Mount Pleasant, Utah. She was the fourth child of William Alma Allred and Almira White Aldrich.

Her parents, as young people in Nauvoo, Illinois, witnessed the mobbings and trials of the Latter Saints there. They, along with their parents, left Nauvoo and started for the Rocky Mountains with the Saints in 1846. A settlement was started at Council Bluffs, Iowa. At the command of Brigham Young, they remained there to grow food for the other Mormons who would come later. The Mormon Battalion left from this point. The family remained at Council Bluffs until the men of the Battalion returned after they had been disbanded at San Diego, California.

They arrived in the Valley of the Great Salt Lake and lived at Kaysville, Utah. Leaving Kaysville they moved to Fort Ephraim for a time. Then the family moved to Mount Pleasant in 1859. It was here that Hannah was born in 1862. Prior to her birth the parents went to the Endowment House in Salt Lake City and were married for “Time and Eternity.” Thus, Hannah was born “in the Covenant.” The trip to the Endowment House was made March 9, 1858.

In the spring of 1864 her parents were called with a party of Ephraim colonists to settle Circleville in Piute County. The first year was a very hard one. The grasshoppers invaded the hay and grain fields eating practically all of the green growth. Food was very scarce that year. They gathered bull berries for food, eating some fresh and drying some for later use. These berries were dark in color and about the size of red currents, they grow on a bush which grows to a height of from eight to twelve feet; with a small leaf, dull green on top and a gray color underneath. They were generally found growing along the river banks and in low and swampy areas.
Life in this pretty valley, circled about by high mountains, seemed more promising the second year. Everything looked so promising. Crops were again planted and they grew to maturity. It looked like there would be a good harvest. The fields were waving with wheat, soon to be harvested. In the last part of 1865 Black Hawk and his savage warriors invaded Circleville. Hurriedly the people gathered up their belongings and, while driving their livestock, they started northward and settled in Fairview, Although only a little over three years of age, Mother told us how she vividly remembered the trip and how she feared the Indians. Her mother drove the wagon that was pulled by a team of oxen. This young team, barely broken to know the meaning of the terms, gee and haw, never gave her any trouble. Her father, riding horseback, drove their cattle. Times were very hard for awhile after having to make the sudden move and establish a new home.
The rest of her girlhood days were spent in Fairview. It was there that she was baptized and confirmed a member of the Church. The baptism took place August 6, 1871. The ordinance of baptism was performed by Andrew Rasmussen; she was confirmed by Samuel Goodmansen. It was in Fairview that she learned to love and care for flowers and growing things. In the summer their yard always had an abundance of old fashioned flowers. In the winter their windows were showy with flowering plants. These were shared by admiring neighbors. Irene Watson, who started the Watson Flower Shop in Mesa. Arizona, said that she got her inspiration for having a flower shop of her own from Grandmother Allred’s garden of flowers.

Hannah was always industrious and learned most of the arts and crafts of those days. She could card, weave, crochet, and knit. She also learned to make candles, she learned to bake and to sew. She became very adept at millinery, which she learned under the United Order. At one time she remarked, “if the Mormons had continued on with the United Order, they would have all become wealthy.” She also had fun. Sleighing was such a good winter sport. On Christmas morning they would get up early, load into the sleigh and go to the homes of relatives and friends, to wish them a “Merry Christmas.”

Hannah was a beautiful young lady, tall and graceful, with blue eyes and brown hair. At the age of sixteen she was chosen to be “Queen of the May.” This event took place on the first day of May each year and was a very important day and a happy time and was enjoyed by young and old alike. The maypole was braided by the youthful dancers and games and good times were enjoyed by all.

     Some of the stories that she told us were very inspirational and strengthened our testimonies. One of my favorites is about an Indian raid of cattle. It was customary for the people to keep their cattle and livestock penned up at night in a corral near their home, then the next morning they would be turned out to pasture in the nearby hills. At the appointed time her mother went out to open the gates so the two boys, who had the job of herding all of the cattle in the community, could take theirs too. She said that as she started to let the bars down she very distinctly heard a voice from an unseen person saying, “not today.” She immediately secured the gate again and went back to the house. Later that day while the boys were herding all of the other cattle belonging to her neighbors that a band of Indians came down from the higher mountains, killed the two boys, and drove off the cattle to their camp. By being obedient to that voice their cattle were saved.

At the very young age of seventeen, Hannah married a handsome young man by the name of John Franklin Sanders, Jr. This event took place August 31, 1879, A home was made in Fairview for a year. The first baby, a girl, was born there September 2, 1880, She was a beautiful dark haired darling and she was given the name of Myra Irene. Shortly thereafter the Sanders families all started for Arizona, where they had been called to go by the General Authorities of the Church. A stop was made in Saint George where grandfather Moses Martin Sanders was living. While there they went to the Saint George Temple where the endowments and sealings were completed. This was done November 20, 1881.
Soon after, this the trip to Arizona was continued. Mother stated that she was quite comfortable in traveling. She was the only woman to have a cook stove in her wagon. She felt this was quite a luxury as she did not have to cook over a campfire as the other woman did.
     The treacherous Colorado River was crossed on February 20, 1882, her twentieth birthday.  The crossing was made at Pierce’s Ferry. Another outstanding experience of the trip took place shortly after they had crossed the Colorado River. They had stopped and were making preparations to camp for the night.  Some Indians rode up and handed them a pot of beans. Mother graciously accepted them and went about making preparations to heat them. Then she heard a voice from an unseen being saying, “do no eat.”  She did take a tiny taste and found them to be sourish. They buried the beans, then traveled all night to put as much distance between themselves and the Indians as possible, fearing that it might have been a trick to sicken them and then steal their horses and cattle. The completed journey ended about a month later at Tonto Basin, Arizona, now known as Gisela. They had a cattle ranch there. Here again there were Indians, some friendly, some not. At one time Mother made the statement, “for the first forty years of my life I was afraid of Indians.”
     Hannah was always neat and clean. Her family remember her as combing her hair as soon as she dressed in the morning, and always wearing clean, starched, and well-ironed dresses. Her house was immaculate with homemade rugs on the floor and pretty doilies in their places. The chimneys on the coal oil lamps were clean and shining

     The family remained in Tonto Basin until 1892. Five of the eleven children were born there, with the aid of a midwife, but no doctor. Those born there were: Franklin Alma, Lafayette, Elmina, Perry Ray, and Minerva. Upon leaving that lonely and desolate place, a new home was established in Lehi, where a farm was bought. The remaining five children were born there. They were named, John Lester, Carrie, Edith Pearl, Jessie Grace, and Lura. All grew to maturity with healthy minds and bodies. The eldest son, Frankie as he was called, died at the age of nineteen of spinal meningitis.

     We children remember helping with all of the home chores, also fruit canning, jam and jelly making. Mother was a good cook and kept us healthy with simple food. Her homemade bread was so delicious and filling.

     She taught her children to be honorable and industrious and good citizens. She was a good neighbor and never too busy to help others when needed. She held positions in the Primary and Relief Society organizations.

     She passed away in Mesa, September 29, 1949, at the age of 87½ years; and is buried in the Mesa cemetery. Her mind was active and alert to the very end. She left many descendants who honor and revere her blessed name.

     At the time of her death there were ten living children. Fifty grandchildren and ninety great grandchildren. Since her passing another son, Lafe has also died. This was February 26, 1962. At that time all of the remaining nine children were still living and enjoying good health.

LDS Biographical Encyclopedia Volume I, page 3

A veteran in the Church, David Foote was born August 7, 1768, in Harwinton, Litchfield County, Connecticut. He was the fourth son of Ebenezer Foote and Rebecca Barker, and the fifth in the line of descent from Nathaniel and Elizabeth Deming Foote, who came from England about the year 1633 and settled at Wethersfield, Connecticut, in 1635. David’s father was a soldier in the army of the Revolution. He died while in the army at Mud Fort, Horse Neck, Connecticut in June, 1778, when David was in the tenth year of his age. His mother married Ezekiel Sanford January 1, 1781, who was also a soldier in the revolution, and a widower. Soon after peace was declared with Great Britain, the family emigrated to Windsor, Broome County, New York.

At this place David married Miss Irene Lane, daughter of Nathan Lane, Esq., a pioneer settler of Windsor. Mr. Lane was a soldier in the Army of the Revolution and a descendant of William Lane, who came from Dorchester, England, in 1635 and settled in Dorchester, Massachusetts. Nathan Lane’s wife’s maiden name was Dorcas Muscroft.
Much of David’s time was occupied, with others, in cutting saw logs and rafting down the Susquehanna River, until 1798, when, in company with his step-father and brother-in-law, he removed to Dryden Cayuga (now Tompkins) County, New York.

The following is an extract from the Centennial History of the town of Dryden, New York, published 1897: “In the fall of 1798, three families settled at Willow Glen (Dryden). They consisted of Ezekiel Sanford, his wife and one son, David Foote, his wife and three daughters and Ebenezer Clauson, his wife, one son and two daughters, making in all a party of thirteen persons. They came from Windsor (60 miles distant) with a single team of oxen drawing a heavy ox sled of the olden times, which was made with wooden shoes and a heavy split pole for tongue. This conveyance carried all the household furniture of the three families, which from that fact could sot have been very rich in housekeeping materials. . . .They are said to have passed a very comfortable winter, subsisting largely upon the abundant game found in the new country. The oxen being supplied with plenty of browse from the trees.”

This country was a dense forest, and there were but two families in Dryden, when the foregoing named families arrived there.

His conversion to the gospel:

After a sufficient number of families arrived in the settlement, a Methodist religious class was organized, and David made class leader. Although his scholastic education was very limited, the Bible was his chief study. He became dissatisfied with the creeds of the various sects, and sought to find the true church of Christ as it existed in the Apostles’ days.

While his mind was very much exercised with regard to religious matters, he had what he termed a vision, in which it was told to him, among other things, that the true church of Christ would soon be established on earth as it was anciently. A number of religious ‘reformers’ came out from the churches about this time, claiming to be the true church. David investigated their claims, but none of them satisfied him.

In the spring of 1830, he borrowed a Book of Mormon of a neighbor and read it carefully and testified that it was a true record. But no elder came to Dryden, and he knew nothing concerning the doctrine they preached. In the spring of 1832 he removed to Greenwood, Steuben County, New York.

In the fall of 1833, two men professing to be “Mormon” Elders came to Greenwood from Genesee, Livingston County, New York. They held one or two meetings, and invited David and others to visit them at Genesee. Accordingly, David and his brother-in-law (Josiah Richardson), and his nephew (Moses Clauson), went to Genesee in November, 1833, for the purpose of investigating the new religion.

On arriving there, they found the large branch of the Saints somewhat divided, and some had been cut off from the Church, and among them were the two Elders who came to Greenwood, and Elder John Murdock who was presiding over the branch. (The trouble in the branch arose with regard to the vision of Joseph Smith and Sidney Rigdon of the three glories. Some could not receive it as from the Lord) After Elder Murdock had expounded the gospel to David, to his satisfaction, he was baptized and returned home rejoicing that he had found the true Church of Christ, as it was promised in his vision several years previously.

In the spring of 1834 Elders Orson Pratt and John Murdock came to Greenwood and stayed with David two or three days and preached in the neighborhood, and explained the gospel more fully to him. In the following August he visited Genesee again, and was ordained an Elder by Joseph Young, August 17, 1834. He now began to preach the gospel to his neighbors, some of whom began to investigate, and one was baptized by him.

In the latter part of the winter following, Elders John Gould and Amos Babcock came to Greenwood, and held several meetings, and baptized a few. In April, 1835, David attended a conference of the Church at Freedom, Catteraugus County, New York. He presented his certificate of ordination by Joseph Young, and received an Elder’s license, signed by Sidney Rigdon, moderator, and Warren A. Cowdery, secretary. During the spring and summer, several Elders visited Greenwood and a branch of about twenty members was organized, and David was appointed president.

In the fall he, in company with his brother-in-law (Josiah Richardson, who had been ordained an Elder), took a mission to Dryden, and preached the gospel to his old neighbors, and was successful in baptizing his daughter Betsey, and her husband, Thomas Clement in the fall of 1835.

In the spring of 1836, most of the Saints in Greenwood emigrated to Kirtland, and some to Missouri. David went to Kirtland and became acquainted with the Prophet Joseph Smith, and received a patriarchal blessing by Patriarch Joseph Smith, Sr. He returned to Greenwood in the fall, and in May 1836, again went to Kirtland, and returned the latter part of the summer, preaching by the way.
In October, following, he with his family (which now consisted of his wife, one daughter and one son, only), removed to Kirtland, and obtained a house for the winter of Stephen Markham in Chester township, seven miles from Kirtland.

In May 26, 1838. David with his family started for Missouri, in company with Stephen Markham and family and some others. David and family arrived at his brother-in-law’s place, ten miles east of Far West, August 30, 1838.

He passed through the mobbings safely and only sustained a loss of property, and on the first day of April 1841, in company with Stephen Markham’s family, and two others, started for Quincy, where they arrived the 14th. He located at a point twelve miles east of Quincy. He was ordained a High Priest at a conference held at Nauvoo April 6, 1844.

He was a member of the Freedom Branch of the Church, until the spring of 1845, when he removed into Hancock County, in obedience to the proclamation of the Twelve Apostles. He located in a little branch of the Church called Montebello, twelve miles south of Nauvoo.

In August he took the chills and fever, and passed peacefully away in a profound sleep in the night of August 22, 1845.

His wife followed him to the spirit world March 5, 1846. They were both buried in the Nauvoo cemetery. David was 77 years and 15 days old when he died, and his wife was 71 years 4 months and 3 days old at her demise.

David Foote was a stout, robust man about 5 feet 8 inches tall, very compactly build, and his average weight was about 175 pounds. He was very faithful in the Church, and in keeping the law of the gospel, the Word of Wisdom, etc. He enjoyed the gift of healing in a remarkable degree, through the anointing with oil and the laying on of hands. He was honest and upright in all his dealings and would suffer wrong rather than do wrong, and always had the good will of his neighbors.

Related by
Eliza M. A. Munson
My Grandfather, James Allred, son of William and Elizabeth Thrasher Allred, was born in South Carolina on January 27, 1784. My Grandmother, Elizabeth Warren, was born in South Carolina on May 6, 1787. They were married November 14, 1803 and moved to the Ohio River near Yellow Banks. In 1811 they moved to Bedford County, Tennessee. In the year 1825, on March 28, while they were still in Bedford County, Tennessee, my father James Tillman Sanford Allred was born.

In 1830 they moved to Monroe County, Missouri which was a distance of 500 miles. Here they settled down and on September 10th they were baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints by Elder George H. Hinkle, at which place a large branch of the Church was built up and was called the Salt River Branch.
In the fall of 1833 Grandfather, two sons and two sons-in-law joined the Company of the Prophet Joseph. In June 1834 they, with the Prophet’s Company of 200 Brethren, journeyed to the upper part of Missouri in order to redeem Zion, as they thought, and to reinstate a portion of the Saints who had been driven from their homes in Jackson County, Missouri.

In the year of 1835 they moved to Clay County, Missouri and in the spring of 1837 to Caldwell County, Missouri, where the Saints commenced to gather to build up a stake of Zion. My Grandfather was elected county judge and also president of the Southern Firm. In the autumn of 1838 times began to be very troublesome and the citizens of the adjoining county raised all manner of false accusations against the Latter-day Saints and more especially the leaders of the Church, so that the governor of the state ordered out several thousand men to either exterminate or expel them from the state of Missouri. It was only as a result of laying down their arms and giving up the Prophet Joseph and his brother Hyrum and several other heads of the Church, together with and agreement to leave the state of Missouri the following spring, that the lives of the Saints were spared. Accordingly in the spring of 1839, the Church, en mass, left the state of Missouri and moved to Illinois where they settled in different parts of the state.

My Grandfather settled in Pittsfield, Pike County, Illinois, and in the fall of the same year moved to Commerce, Illinois, which was later called Nauvoo, here he was ordained a High Priest and a member of the High Council and was chosen as one of the Prophet’s bodyguards in the Nauvoo Legion. He also had several other responsible positions, and helped to build the Nauvoo Temple, and assisted in giving endowments.

It was while they were living in Nauvoo that the Prophet came to Grandmother, who was a seamstress by trade. He told her that he had seen the Angel Moroni with the garments on, and asked her to assist him in cutting out the garments. They spread unbleached muslin out on the table and he told her how to cut it out. She had to cut the third pair, however, before he said that it was satisfactory. She told the Prophet that there would be sufficient cloth to cut out the sleeves without piecing. The first garments were made of unbleached muslin and bound with turkey red and without collars. Later on, the Prophet decided he would rather have them bound with white. Sister Emma Smith, the Prophet’s wife, proposed that they have a collar on them as she thought they would look more finished, but at first the Prophet did not have collars on them. After Emma had made the little collars, which were not visible from the outside, Eliza R. Snow introduced a wider collar of finer material to be worn on the outside of the dress. The garment was to reach to the ankle and the sleeves to the wrist. The marks were always the same.

In the year 1842 my father was ordained a Seventy and a member of the 4th Quorum of Seventies. About this time the Saints began to be persecuted very hard and more especially the heads of the Church. The Prophet and his Brother Hyrum were continually being hunted and persecuted by the mobs. Grandmother often used to put potatoes in the coals in the fireplace at night and leave bread and buttermilk (of which the Prophet was very fond) out on the table so that during the night the Prophet and his brother could come in and eat.

In the year 1844, in June, the Prophet Joseph Smith, and his brother Hyrum, John Taylor and Willard Richards were taken to the Carthage jail, in Carthage, Hancock County, Illinois. At the jail the Prophet handed his sword to my Grandfather and said, “take this, you may need it to defend yourself.” Grandfather carried this sword with him to Utah, an it was on display at the Utah State Capitol (it is now on display in the Manti Temple). On June 27 the Prophet and Hyrum were murdered in the Carthage Jail. The Prophet had previously prophesied that Willard Richards would not be harmed, and true to his prophecy he escaped with out a scratch. President John Taylor was badly wounded with four bullets.

Grandfather took President John Taylor from the jail to take him to his home. He only had his wagon to carry him and the trip was long by road, so it was decided that a sleigh could be pulled behind the wagon by going through the fields which were mostly swamps, and this would only be 18 miles by cutting through the fields. They secured a sleigh, fastened it behind the wagon and placed President Taylor in it, he was bleeding badly and was so weak from the loss of blood from his wounds that he could scarcely speak. His wife sat beside him bathing the blood from his wounds and trying to make the journey as easy as possible, the sleigh was much easier riding than the wagon. By the time they reached home, President Taylor was able to talk enough so that my grandfather could hear him from where he sat on the wagon.

After the murder of the Prophet, President Brigham Young, with the help of the Apostles, took up the work for which the Prophet had laid the foundation. Persecution began to rage again with awful fury and in the fall of 1845 the mob commenced burning homes.

In the spring of 1846, my grandparents, my father, my mother two brothers and families started westward into the wilderness with the heads of the Church and others. On the 20th of May they started west through the Iowa Territory and on to Council Bluffs.

In the year of 1851 Grandfather and Grandmother crossed the plains and settled in Manti, Utah. In the spring of 1852 Brigham Young and the Council of Twelve called my grandfather and my father to move sixteen miles north and commence a new settlement, they remained there until 1853, when the Indians drove off all their cattle and horses, they vacated the settlement and moved back to Manti.

Grandfather died in 1876 at the age of 92, Grandmother was blind the last six years she lived, but enjoyed good health up until her death. She lived to be within a few hours of the age of Grandfather when she died, which was in the year 1879.

In the year of 1851 Grandfather and Grandmother started west to the Rocky Mountains. He arrived at Salt Lake City in October of the same year. They went to Manti Sanpete County in March of 1852, they later moved to Canal Creek which is now known as Spring City. Grandfather was called to preside over the church branch there, the branch is now known as the Spring City Ward of the Church.
At the spring conference of 1853 he was ordained a patriarch in the Church. In July of the same year, the Indians drove most of the cattle, horses of the settlement off. On the last day of the month they moved back to Manti.

In October they moved back to Canal Creek again with a company of forty Danish families and ten families of his own relatives. On the 17th of December of the same year he was called to vacate again and to move back to Manti.

In February, 1854, in company with 50 families, he commenced to build a fort at Cottonwood, now called Ephraim. The fort was built of adobe with the wall being ten feet high. The fort was completed and Grandfather presided over it until 1860. He then moved back to Canal Creek, where he resided until his death.
Grandfather was a faithful member of the Church and was strict in relationship to the Word of Wisdom. He fully endorsed all of the principles of the gospel as far as he knew them. He was an early riser, and was always on hand to obey the counsels of the servants of the Lord.

For many months, as he grew old, he was a regular attendant of the quorum and public meetings and always donated to the poor. He was a friend of the widows and the orphans. He was an example to his family, he taught them to be honest, industrious and confidential. He told the bishop of his ward that he was ready to join the United Order and everything that he had was for the building of the Kingdom of God.

Grandfather and Grandmother reared twelve children of their own and eight orphan grandchildren. They all lived to have children of their own.
Grandfather left the wife of his youth after living together for nearly 73 years along with a posterity of 447 souls; 12 children, 104 grandchildren, 302 great-grandchildren, and 29 great-great-grandchildren. Five of his sons were present at his funeral. The rest had passed away.

He laid his hands on his eldest son, William Hackley, the day before he died and blessed him. All of his children lived to embrace the new and everlasting covenant, and those that are dead, died strong in the faith. Most of his posterity live in Utah and are members of the Church.

He lacked 12 days of being 92 years old at his death. His wife was 90 years old at this time and had been blind for six years.

He died in Spring City, Utah, January 10, 1876. His funeral took place on January 11, 1876. His funeral was the largest funeral ever held in this place. Thirty-nine wagons and sleighs loaded with people followed him to his resting place.

President Orson Hyde, of the First Presidency preached his funeral sermon and made many sincere remarks concerning his life’s labors and faithfulness as a patriarch and leader. His remarks were satisfactory to his family and to his friends.

Grandmother Elizabeth Warren, his wife, died April 23, 1879 at Rabbit Valley, Utah. Her body was later brought to Spring City and she was placed by the side of her husband by her grandsons, Samuel Allred and Reuben Warren Allred, Jr. Grandmother’s parents were Thomas Warren and Hannah Cothen Warren. The children of James and Elizabeth Warren Allred are:

William Hackley, born 14 April 1804; married Betsy Ivy; died 1 August 1890.

Martin Carrel, born 8 September 1806; married Mary Heskitt; died May 2, 1840.

Hannah, born 20 September 1808; married Andrew Whitlock; died Ma 23, 1850.

Sally, born 28 June 1813; married John Newton Burton; died December 2, 1834.

Isaac, born 28 June 1813; married Julia Ann Taylor, Mary Henderson and Emma Dewey.

Reuben Warren, born November 1815; married Lucy Butler.

Wiley Payne, born 31 May 1818; married Sarah Zabriskie, Elizabeth and Johanna.

Nancy Chummy, born 10 September 1820; married James Gregg.

Eliza Maria, born 28 October 1822; married George F. Edwards; died July 30 1842.     

James Tillman Sanford, born 28 March 1825; married Eliza Bridget Mainwaring, Margaret
Mainwaring, Fannie Allred, and Perline Allred.
John Franklin Lafayette, born 26 June 1827; married Marinda K. Knapp; died July 17,

Andrew Jackson, born 12 February 1831; married Chloe Stevens and Eliza Ivy.


The history of the first part of my life up to the present time,  December 20, 1849.

I am Isaac Allred, the son of James Allred and Elizabeth Warren. James Allred was the son of William Allred. I was born on the 28th of June in 1813 in Bedford County, Tennessee. Here I was reared on a farm until I was seventeen years of age, at which time my father with his family moved to Missouri.

We lived in Monroe County four years and were here admitted into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints on the 14th day of September 1832. On the 11th day of October of the same year, I was married to Julia Ann Taylor, the daughter of William Taylor and Elizabeth Patrick.

I was baptized by George M. Hinkle and Daniel Hathcourt. Soon the Church was driven from Jackson County. The following spring, my family and I, in company with the Prophet and about two hundred other brethren, marched to Clay County to liberate other members of the Church from bondage but this proved to be in vain to all human efforts.

On the 26th of June, 1833, my son, William Alma was born to me and my wife, Julia Ann in Monroe County, Missouri. In this same year, I was ordained a teacher under the hand of John Ivie, President of the Branch at Salt River.
After we returned from Clay County, Missouri in the year 1834, John Allen was born August 29, 1834. I was ill from exposure to severe weather while in Clay County and my family was near unto death with the ague and fever.

In the fall of the year 1835, I, in company with my father and brethren and our families, moved from Monroe County, Missouri to Clay County, Missouri where we stayed one year. We bought land and cultivated one crop. In this one year the people became careless as ever as to the ‘non-church’ living among them and after some resolutions were passed against us, it was thought best for our people to live more to themselves. In the fall of the year 1836, a location was sought out by some delegates, chosen from each side, for the Church members to reside.

On October 2, 1836, Eliza Maria was born in Ray County, Missouri. We moved with the other members of the Church in the new location sought for us. Later, this location was organized into a county and was called Caldwell County, Missouri. I bought land from the government and made a farm.
In the year 1837, I was ordained an Elder in the Church under the hands of Nathan West and Daniel Sheren at Far West. This was the spring of the year. In the fall of the year, by the supplication of the Prophet Joseph for volunteers to go out preaching the gospel, 1, in the company with Elder Benjamin Clapp, started on December 13th to preach the gospel to the people for the first time. We traveled eleven hundred miles. I spoke 41 times and baptized five; I then left Brother Clapp and started home. I reached home on the 28th of March.

I got the measles soon after, but was soon well again.

I went to a general conference in Far West on the 6th of April. On the 29th of April, I preached at Brooks Cedars and baptized eleven and confirmed them. In the spring of 1838, I put in a crop, and then on the 11th day of June, I started in company with Clapp and Alfred Lay, Banafort Alexander and Brother Petty to preach again. This was my second mission.

We took passage on the steamer “Kansas” at Jacks’ Ferry in Ray County; went to St. Louis, then down the Mississippi river and up the Ohio river to Frocks’ Ferry, and then commenced laboring. We, Alfred Lay, Benjamin Clapp and I, left Petty and Alexander at the mouth of the Tennessee River.
We landed on the Kentucky side and went up to Warren County, and there Clapp and Lay left me to labor alone in the county for four weeks. I then left and came back to Missouri where I had traveled on my first mission and then returned home. I had traveled two thousand and one hundred miles, preached thirty-five times and baptized four souls.
It was the 29th of September when I reached home. The Church was mobbed and driven out of Missouri in the fall of the year 1838. Then, in the Spring of 1839, after having been mobbed, robbed, and many had been murdered, the Prophet Joseph and others being cast into prison, those that remained left the state of Missouri and went to Illinois.

Before we left, James Martin was born on the 14th of February, 1839. We settled on military land and took a lease for five years. We made some improvements and remained a year. I preached some in the Church, then moved to the City of Nauvoo, built a house, and did the best I could do for a living.

On the 6th of February, 1841, Sidney H. L. was born. I let the Church have what improvements I had made; then got another house, then left for Missouri with Brother Solomon Hancock to preach to the Missourians after they had driven us out. We baptized some; organized a Branch of thirteen members and returned home.
I went to work for Mr. Law, cut one hundred cords of wood, made a contract with him and stayed two years. Mandy Jane was born the 16th of November, 1843, and sometime later I had a spell of sickness.
The mob again raised against the Church and killed the Prophet Joseph Smith and Patriarch Hyrum Smith. The Nauvoo Legion had been organized and the city incorporated. I received a commission and was Colonel of the Fifth Regiment at the time of the slaying of the Prophet and his brother, Hyrum. The Law family left the Church and relieved me of my place of residence.
We moved back to our former home and I went to work on the temple. I worked there until it was finished and took an active part in quelling the mob at the time of it’s burning. At this time some of the Devils’ were killed. I was thrown off my horse and hauled home in a buggy wagon. At the time, Bockintosh had his posse out, and I went to Peoria with him to attend his trial for killing one of the ‘Devils.’

I came home, went into the temple and labored there doing the endowments. Before this, I should state that Juliann was born on 12 November, 1845. At this time, my wife and I were blessed with all of the privileges of the endowment; Mary Henderson, my second wife, was with us.

During this time, the trials and privations of life, the afflictions in sickness and the death of friends, brothers and sisters, my pen cannot paint.

In February of 1846 I left the city, with the Church; I being perfectly destitute of anything to help myself. The Church helped me through to Garden Grove. Again, here, I was destitute of anything to help myself. Here, Mary bore me a son, Isaac B., the 13th of October, 1846. He died the 30th of that month.

We stayed in Garden Grove two years at which time I traveled from place to place, after suffering the entire loss of what little property I had. I rented a little property, lost some by false brethren. I suffered a great deal in mind on account of traitors and the influence of those who had been with me in the temple of the Lord.

President Young, in finding about my condition, sent for me to leave Garden Grove. With the help of my father, we left in the spring of 1848, and moved to Council Bluff Iowa. I gathered with the Brethren and also met the applause of them.

I made a crop and built a house. I had a daughter born on the 24th of August, 1848 (Julia Ann’s child). I was elected constable at the August election, and went to Monroe County to be sworn into the office with others of the brethren. I later returned home and was re-elected and sworn in when the County was organized. I met with the council during the summer and was called in by President Brigham Young to travel and preach to the branches of the Church. I traveled with Brother William Hyde.

Earlier, at Far West I was ordained one of the Seventies under the hands of brothers Levi Hancock and Miner. Then in Nauvoo at the time of the organization of the Quorums, I was organized in the first Quorum and ordained one of the presidents of the of the Fourth Quorum of Seventy.

With this sketch, there are thousands of other circumstances that I should have liked to have written so that my history would be more complete, but being poor and driven to the extremity, I must omit; I had not the privilege of writing many of my trials. Those who are familiar with the history of the Church may understand the privations we had to labor under.

My father’s family is scattered to the four winds of Heaven. My oldest brother left the Church, (but came back and is buried at Spring City, Utah) my next brother died. My three youngest sisters live in three different states, and my fifth brother and one of my nephews were dragged off into the service of the United States after being driven from their homes and robbed of their property by the sanction of the government.

They left father’s house to the mobs to cross deserts and mountains of the West. On the 9th of December, 1849, the Church made a feast for the soldiers who had returned to their place of enlistment. At this time, I had the privilege of waiting on them with Brother William Hyde, Charles Bird, and others. Three of the Twelve were there and blessed them and we had a good time.

I thank the Lord I yet live and have a standing with the Church and Saints. Wednesday, the 20th day of December (probably 1849-1850) . . . All well, thank God. Isaac Alfred

(Two children were born to Isaac Allred and Juliann Taylor after the end of this history: Mary Leoma born 5 May 1850, and Isaac , born 4 March 1852).
(This part given me, Myra S. Rogers, by Reed Allred, grandson of Isaac Allred and Mary Henderson. He lives in Spring City, Utah.)
Isaac Allred: He married three wives: 1st Julia Ann Taylor; 2nd Mary Henderson, and 3rd Emma Dewey.

He came to Utah in 1851, was called on a mission to England by President Brigham Young. He was in very poor circumstances, yet he did not refuse. He rode a mule to the Missouri River, which he sold for passage on a boat to New Orleans. From there, he worked his way on a ship to England. He must have done very good missionary work for it is said he was a very good preacher.

When he left his home in Kaysville, Utah, for England, his wife, Mary, was left with a covered wagon box as her home. It was placed up against the fort wall on logs. While he was in England from 1852 to 1855, some good brethren built her a one room adobe house.

They lived in Kaysville and later moved to Slatersville. There, they had a very hard time and in the summer of 1855, the children had to go out and dig sego and thistle roots for food to live on. Later in life, Mary got fifty bushels of wheat, and never let it become less.
They then moved to Ogden; this was their home until Johnston’s Army came to Utah to drive out the Mormons. When President Young told the army it could not come in, he had the people prepare to burn their homes and go south. Our folks were prepared to burn their homes, but President Young convinced Johnston’s Army that it would be better to come in peace.

Isaac’s families came south anyway and settled in Ephraim, Sanpete County, in 1858. In March of 1859, he, with others, settled Mount Pleasant. They had sheep and cattle to herd. Thomas Ivie (Ivy) had some sheep in the herd and for some reason had refused to pay the herd bill.

Isaac booted him and then because of his church standing, felt sorry and took a couple of men to a house where Tom lived, to make up. They discussed the matter and after a while, they thought all was settled. As they turned to leave, Tom grabbed a stick of wood from the fire and struck Isaac over the ear. This happened Wednesday, May 11, 1859. The morning of May 12th, he died of a crushed skull.

Thomas Ivie left for Missouri where it was said he was later found dead in a corn field.

The families of Isaac were fatherless. Julia Ann Taylor with part of her family went back to Ogden. The other two stayed in Sanpete County. Isaac was buried in Ephraim Cemetery.


Received from Karl Taylor August 1957
by Lella Marler Hogan

William Taylor was born in the state of Virginia on March 21st, 1787. He was the son of Joseph Taylor, whose ancestors had come to America from England as early as 1635, and Sarah Best. William had two brothers, Allen and Joseph, and eight sisters, Elizabeth, Frances, Sarah Best, Lottie, Amy, Tempie, Mary Ann, and Delilah.

While William was still a small boy he came with his parents to Warren County, Kentucky. He became a well-informed man and was pronounced in his political views, being a democrat. He was married to Elizabeth Patrick, daughter of John Patrick and Elizabeth Kendrick, at Bowling Green, Warren County, Kentucky. This estimable woman bore him fourteen children, seven sons and seven daughters, their names being: John, Allen, Julia Ann, Mary Ann, Louisa, Elizabeth Ann, Sarah Kendrick Best, Joseph, Pleasant Green, William Warren, Levi, Nancy Jane, Amanda Malvina, and James Caldwell.

They made their home at the fine old homestead at Bowling Green until the year 1840 then, following their inborn desire for pioneering adventure and a broader experience, they sold their property and pushed out into the west, with other pioneers. They settled in Monroe County, Missouri. The country at this time was a veritable wilderness inhabited mostly by red men and wild animals, but it was a beautiful country. Part of it was valuable timber land and part of it was rolling prairie land rich in promise of the great wealth that later would be wrested from it through the thrift and diligence and the high ambition of its possessor. Here in the new country William Taylor purchased six hundred and forty acres of this valuable land and began the worthy task of converting it into a beautiful farm.

The Latter-day Saints had become an organized church in the Spring of 1830. From that time forward they had been continually persecuted because of their religious belief, being driven from their homes in Missouri and denied the common rights of U. S. Citizens, so in the Spring of 1834 President Joseph Smith formed a Military company of one hundred men, known as Zion’s camp, and started West to demand that His people in Missouri be given their rights. About two hundred recruits joined the camp en route.

At this time William Taylor and his family were located on a slight elevation of land between two forks of the Fishing River. When Zion’s Camp reached this place they were forced to stop to mend some of their wagons and to go in search of some of their horses that had wandered away. Enemies of the Church had made threats against the camp but before they could carry out their plans a furious storm arose. So much rain fell that the Fishing River became an impassable torrent. The members of Zion’s camp were forced to take refuge in an old church and in the homes of the residents thereabout. The terrific storm routed the mischief makers, who fled in panic. Joseph Smith and his followers remained in the vicinity from Friday night, June 19th, till Monday morning, June 22nd.

On the Sabbath Day services were held and the doctrines of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints were explained. Having heard one sermon William Taylor was converted. Before the camp moved on he and all members of his family and friends who were old enough were baptized in the Fishing River. There were twenty-eight persons baptized at this time. William Taylor was the first person to accept the gospel and the first man in the State of Missouri to be baptized into the Church. Shortly after this he was ordained an Elder in the Church and became an earnest preacher of the gospel.

Two days after meeting Joseph Smith, William manifested his confidence in the Prophet by fitting up his own son and his son-in-law with provisions, munitions and equipment, to become members of Zion’s Camp.

From the time he joined the Church William Taylor threw himself into the work whole-heartedly and followed the saints insults and injury were heaped upon him and his family, but they never doubted the wisdom of their loyalty to the faith they had accepted. Trials only held them closer to the Latter-day Saints with whom they had cast their lot. They owned homes successively in Monroe County, Jackson County and Caldwell County. Altogether they had more than a thousand acres of choice land, it was all lost to them. William lent a man $500 in cash but when he went to get his money the man threatened his life. Another man stole a herd of finely bred pigs from him, which he did not recover.

William finally settled on Long Creek in Clay County, Missouri, eight miles south of Far West. He bought a home and remained here until the spring of 1839. It was a great joy to him that all his family could witness the laying of the cornerstone of the temple at Far West. Later in the fall of 1836, to escape mob violence, he moved his family into Far West. So many of the saints had moved in for the same purpose that they were unable to find shelter and were compelled to camp in the open streets and make their beds down on the ground. The first night the snow fell ten inches deep on their bedclothes. From this time forward the persecutions became more terrible until finally the city was surrendered to the mob. William Taylor and his family moved back to their home at Long Creek only to find that the mob had been there and devastated everything they possibly could. They had eaten fouls and pigs and several head of cattle and had burned and destroyed whatever crops they could.

In February 1839 they were again forced to move. Among other things they left one thousand bushels of corn in the crib, for which they received in return an old neck-yoke worth about $2.50.

Finally Governor Boggs ordered that all the Latter-day Saints be expelled from the state of Missouri. William Taylor accepted his lot patiently and heroically. He and his family travelled hundreds of miles through rain and snow and mud. People along the way were unkind to them and added to their discomfort instead of lending kindly sympathy. At last, through exhaustion and great exposure, William Taylor became ill of typhoid fever, and on September 9, 1839, he passed away, a Martyr to the great cause for which he had so heroically sacrificed. He was buried on the main road between Lima and Warsaw.
A short time before his death he called his family around him and counselled them to rally round the priesthood and stay with the main body of the Church. Each of his children promised him that they would not marry outside the Church.

So ended the life of a great and good man. Through all the years he was resourceful, industrious, and progressive. Though he had a strong will he was a humble and God-fearing man. He had great faith and a keen intellect and was absolutely fearless in living according to his convictions. Without hesitation he placed the accumulated wealth of a lifetime on the altar. When he decided to leave everything in order to follow the Church his relatives clung to him and begged him to remain with them, but there was no turning back for him. From that day that he answered that first challenge of truth in his life he was a devotion to the cause that to him was dearer than life itself.

Elizabeth Patrick Taylor
Elizabeth was born 9 December 1793 in Mecklenburg County, Virginia, the third daughter and seventh child of John Patrick and Sarah Kendrick. (The Patricks were of Scotch-Irish background. ) Elizabeth, when grown, was five feet eight inches tall, with sandy hair and blue eyes. Born and residing in Virginia much of her younger life, she then moved with her family to Halifax County, North Carolina, then back to Virginia, then to Kentucky by 1802.

The Patrick family lived on a plantation and had quite a number of slaves. Elizabeth was raised in a life of leisure as a "plantation belle" in Virginia and North Carolina. When she with her family arrived in Kentucky by 1802, she was nine years old. They settled on land between Richardsville on the north and Bowling Green to the south on Ray's Branch (eight miles west of Bowling Green, Warren County) She was involved with her family in pioneering the new frontier of Kentucky and had to have developed values and skills that strengthened her throughout her life.

This compilation of her story is a testament and living proof of her love of God and unconditional love for all. She valued, loved and lived the teachings of the scriptures. Her demonstration of meekness and devotion to God, family, neighbors and country, meant more to her than the material things of life. She had a great love for and devotion to her husband and 14 children. She taught them, and all who knew her, the values she treasured. Her example and teachings blessed their lives for the influencing of the communities wherever they settled. She had skills of organization, farming, sewing, teaching, love of children. She was involved in the religious activities taken on by those who belonged to the Church and encouraging others to do the same. To sum it up, she was a true mother.

Elizabeth Patrick met William Taylor, who was a strong young man over six feet tall and very proounced in his views as a Democrat. He was well acquainted with the Bible, as was she. They fell in love and were married at age 18 and 24, respectively, on 22 March 1811 at Warren County, Kentucky (Probably at the Taylor family cabin). They were married by a Baptist minister friend, Robert Daugherty.

Elizabeth was very happy in her home. Her husband was a good man who worked hard at farming and had the important position of responsibility for the Warren County roads. He provided well for his family and along with Elizabeth taught their children to love the Bible and live by its teachings. She was saddened by the death of her father, John Patrick, in November of 1816. Then on 22 March 1818 she gave birth to her fourth child the same day that her husband's father, Joseph Taylor, passed away. A day of joy and sadness for their family. Later, in Joseph Taylor's will, William received 92 acres of the western portion of his father's property. His brothers Allen and Joseph also received 92 acres each. The next twelve years were busy ones raising and caring for their growing family.

A big decision was made in 1831. Elizabeth's husband desired to move to Missouri along with her brother Ludson Green Patrick and his wife, Magdalene Bellar, her sister, Nancy Patrick Turner and her husband Levi Turner. Elizabeth and William had II children at this time with the youngest, Levi, being 7 months old. In the spring of that year all these families, including Elizabeth's mother, Sarah, settled in a new county called Monroe County, near the Salt River. This part of Missouri then was a wilderness, inhabited by the Indians and numerous wild animals. It was a country consisting of prairie and timber land. William thought it was the most beautiful country he had ever seen. By 1835 she and William had gradually accumulated land of 160 acres by the south fork of the Salt River. It was while living here that missionaries from the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints taught William and his family (probably in the spring of 1832). William always thought himself to be the first member of the Church in the state of Missouri. He was baptized after hearing only one sermon (Taylor, P. G., P.I). He, Elizabeth and their oldest seven children who were old enough were baptized--the oldest, John about 20 years old, down to Sarah, age about 9. Both William and Elizabeth's families, especially Ludson Green Patrick, tried to discourage them from joining. They didn't let this stop them from doing what they thought was right. They were anxious to share the good news of the truth with others and were involved actively in the Salt River (Bowling Green) Branch. Four of the oldest children were married and a new daughter was born while living here during the years of 1832-34. Surely this was a very busy and happy period of time in the Taylor family.

A group of Latter Day Saints in Jackson County, Missouri were being driven out because of persecutions from the old settlers due to land speculation and distrust. Joseph Smith organized men into a "Zion's Camp" to go there and give these saints aid. In June 1834, Joseph Smith sent his brother Hyrum and Lyman Wight to get volunteers from the Salt River Branch. Ten men responded, Elizabeth and William's oldest son John, two sons-in-law, Robert McCord and Isaac Allred, and Isaac's father James Allred. This was a time of great faith, support, and caring for the Taylor family as well as others of their faith. Elizabeth was always supportive, especially to her 15 year old daughter, Mary Ann, at this time, for she was a bride of less than a month to Robert McCord when he left, and then when the family received news that Robert had died of cholera on that Zion's Camp march.

On 13 October 1835 William and Elizabeth, along with James and Elizabeth Allred and several other families, sold their land to William Cowherd. William Taylor received $800 for his 160 acres. The Taylor and Allred families then moved west to Ray County, Missouri, on the Fishing River, right on the border between Ray and Caldwell Counties. William bought 40 acres on 23 February 1836 and another 132 acres on 20 June 1836. He then sold part of the property 9 December 1836 (22 acres) and the rest of the property on 30 June 1837. It was while they lived here that Elizabeth gave birth to their 14th and last child, a son named James Caldwell Taylor on 27 February 1837. A total of seven sons and seven daughters now graced the Taylor family. In large families the love and bonding to each member are important. This is brought about by older children assisting the parents with the younger ones along with the organizational skills of a loving mother and protective, supporting action of a kind father. This develops their ability to solve problems together. The result of this is trust and faith in each other. The Taylor family was blessed in this way.

The Latter Day Saints were once again compelled to leave their homes and lands. They left Clay and Ray Counties and moved to the two new counties created for them by the Missouri legislature on 29 December 1836. It was through the instrumentality of Alexander Doniphan, an attorney, state legislator, and true friend to the Saints. In August 1837 William and Elizabeth and family relocated again on 80 acres of land on Long Creek, which was eight miles south of the town of Far West in Caldwell County. Elizabeth and her husband and family worked hard to develop their land and must have felt happiness and peace, hoping that this was finally the place for their home.

There was great excitement and anticipation for the Taylor family and the other saints on 4 July 1838 at Far West. The laying of the cornerstone of the temple at Far West was to take place. A great celebration was planned. All the Taylor family was in attendance. All went well till Sidney Rigdon gave a speech that really angered the old-time settlers of Missouri. Thus the stage was set for the frightful conflict and terrible loss of life and property that followed.

The mobs and Missouri militia grew more bitter and intolerant. They wanted the Mormons out of the state of Missouri! Finally Governor Lilburn Boggs was persuaded to issue an Extermination Order to carry this out. The Prophet Joseph Smith warned the outlying settlements to move into Far West. William and Elizabeth were obedient to his request. They left their small farm on Long Creek and moved into the city in the late fall of 1838. Overcrowding, lack of accommodations, shortage of food and the approach of winter all contributed to terrible living conditions.

While living in Far West, the Taylors "had to camp in the streets. Many families were sharing the cabins. So many of the Saints had gathered there to escape mob violence that shelter could not be obtained. Since they arrived there at night, they made their beds upon the ground. The snow fell during the night to the depth of ten inches, covering their beds, clothing, shoes and stockingss as they lay spread upon the ground. On 2 November 1838 Elizabeth and her family saw the Prophet Joseph Smith surrender himself to the mob, tricked by that traitor. Col. George M. Hinkle. They felt devastated! She, along with her family, heard the dreadful noise and confusion made by the mob the following night" (Taylor, P.G., p. 2). What courage she must have had to comfort her children at this time. From 30 October to 6 November the whole town was under siege by the Missouri militia. The Taylor family and the saints grew increasingly alarmed as the tension mounted. The events of the Battle of Crooked River, where one of the apostles, David Patten, was killed, Haun's Mill massacre, where many of the Saints were killed or injured, were the most difficult times they had ever experienced.

While these situations were occurring, some of the mob tried to persuade Elizabeth and William's daughters to go with them. They vowed that unless they did, the family would share the fate of all the saints in being destroyed. Elizabeth drove the mob away from the family camp fire with a poking stick. Five of the daughters chased by the mob had to run for their lives in very deep snow (Taylor, P.G., p. 2). Imagine the feelings of their mother, Elizabeth, seeing this happen. Undoubtedly, strong prayers to God for the daughters' protection and safe return were made by her and their family. By the time the girls returned from this frightful experience, their clothes were frozen to them and they almost died of frostbite. Elizabeth's motherly skills in sustaining them must have been a great comfort and given them the courage to live.

After the surrender of the city of Far West, William, Elizabeth and family returned to their farm on Long Creek. When they arrived, they found that about 7,000 of the armed mob had camped for two nights at or near their place, turning their horses into the corn field. The mob ate about 300 bushels of the Taylors' potatoes, 75 geese, 200 chickens, several head of cattle, 40 head of hogs and destroyed 20 stands of bees. They also burned about one mile of rail fence in camp fires. Elizabeth in spite of all this prepared food and carried it to the brethren who were prisoners at the Liberty Jail a few miles away.

On February 8, 1839 the family was expelled from their home on Long Creek in Caldwell County. They received an old neck yoke valued at $2.50 for 1000 bushels of corn in a crib and nothing for their farm and improvements. They journeyed about 200 miles in cold weather of snow, rain and mud. the people along the way were very unkind, often turning the hungry from their doors. An aged couple named Singleton lost their only horse on which they depended to move themselves and their few possessions. William unhitched one of his best horses and hitched it to the elderly genttleman's wagon, telling him to take it and go in peace. This aged couple were deeply grateful for his kindness. The support Elizabeth gave her husband is very heartwarming.

In September 1839 the family traveled toward Commerce, Illinois. (The question arises whether Elizabeth and her family stayed with her Patrick relatives in Monroe County or went with the saints to Quincy, Illinois, between February and September.) Having gone through Lima in Adams County, they were approaching Warsaw in Hancock County, Illinois. Elizabeth was really worried as William was so ill. On 9 September 1839 William called all his family about him. Elizabeth believed he was gong to die. His last words to them were that they should "rally around the Priesthood and the main body of the Church. He also secured a promise from each of his children that they would not marry outside of the Church" (Taylor, P.G., P.4). William had been so exhausted from all the persecutions and hardships the family had been through! He died of exposure and typhoid at age 52. Elizabeth and her family buried him on the main road about five miles from Lima and eight miles from Warsaw on Col. Levi Williams' land. Col. Williams was an avid Mormon& hater. He threatened to dig up William's body and give it to the hogs. Elizabeth asked her sons to gather logs and make a fence around the grave and keep watch to see that the body was not disturbed. Elizabeth thought her heart would break. Elizabeth was in her 46th year and had 11 unmarried children, the oldest 21 and the youngest 2 years old. They, along with her married children, supported and sustained one another.

One night after William's death, in Hancock County near Warsaw, a man by the name of Gilum came into camp and offered Elizabeth 40 acres of land if she would leave the Mormons and stay there. This was no temptation for her as she preferred to have a home among the Saints (Taylor, P.G., p. 4).

Shortly after William's death, her daughter Mary Ann married for a second time in November 1838 to Jordan P. Hendrickson. She had been a widow for about five years. This surely eased Elizabeth's sorrow to see her daughter's happiness.

They must have moved back to Quincy for a few months, for she was found to be in the June 1840 Quincy, Pike County census. They were in Nauvoo that fall when two of her daughters were married, Elizabeth Ann to Samuel Driggs on 4 October 1840, and Louisa to Hosea Stout on 29 November 1840. By the time they reached Nauvoo they had been robbed repeatedly of their possessions until they were destitute. Not having the means to purchase a farm, they rented one from Winslow Farr and had a share of the crop. They continued to work on this place for three years.

These years were still a challenge for Elizabeth and her family, but filled with hope and more peace than in the past. In 1842 her 24 year old daughter Mary Ann died, leaving a one year old son Simeon and her husband Jordan. The Taylor family bought 1 1/2 acres of property in Nauvoo (lots 46, 47, 49) which lay 3/4 mile southeast of the Nauvoo Temple. Elizabeth kept busy sewing, cooking and many other tasks to keep her family sustained. Her children worked hard, even having to work for those who hated Mormons and issued threats against them, which frightened them. Elizabeth must have given them much love and taught them to have faith in God as they always rallied around her and spoke of her dearly. She was very concerned over an illness of one of her daughters while at Nauvoo. Pleasant Green, her teenage son, related: "Mother sent me to see if the Prophet Joseph Smith would come and administer to her. Not having the time right then, he sent a red silk handkerchief with his blessing and promised her that her daughter should get well. This promise was fulfilled for she was healed immediately" (Taylor, P. G., p. 6).

Elizabeth and her family were active in the affairs of the community of Nauvoo. She encouraged her sons to help build the temple. They also participated in the Nauvoo Legion and police force. She had sewing skills that were surely used to provide for the workers. Her generosity in providing food and comfort for those in need was an embedded part of her character. She was a witness to many of the tragedies and miracles that occurred at Nauvoo. More marriages occurred, Sarah Kendrick Best, age 20, to Thomas Dobson , 29 October 1843, and Joseph, age 19, to Mary Moore on 24 Mar 1844. In 1845 her youngest daughter Amanda became ill and died after an 11-day illness. She was 10 years old. This loss had a profound effect on Elizabeth and her whole family, for they loved Amanda dearly. Many of Elizabeth's children and posterity named their daughters after her.

Elizabeth was taken by her son Pleasant Green to the Carthage Jail after the death of Joseph and Hyrum Smith. Accompanied by her daughter Sarah and possibly Nancy Jane, they saw the blood on the floor. In Nauvoo she and her family observed the bodies being brought back. She mourned with all the other saints. Her son Pleasant Green was called out by Sheriff Jacob Backenstos to go to Warsaw and arrest those who killed the Prophet. What fear must have filled her heart! Her loneliness increased when her oldest son John and his family left for Texas with Lyman Wight's group that separated themselves from the main body of church members.

Work on the temple continued. She was a witness at the Bowery when Brigham Young gave his speech and all there thought it was Joseph Smith speaking. When the temple was completed, Elizabeth received her endowments on 20 December 1845 at age 52. She was sealed to William on 3 February 1846 at the Nauvoo Temple with James Allred as proxy for her husband and on that day was married for time only to James Allred. In all family records this marriage is never mentioned. Apparently they never lived together as husband and wife, although no record substantiates this.

All of her family took part in the exodus of crossing the Mississippi on the ice, gathering at Sugar Creek. Progress was slow, because roads and bridges had to be constructed along the way; they were only able to travel about three miles a day. After about a week they arrived at the Des Moines River. Their food consisted of parched corn and wild onions. However, the Lord sent a large flock of quail into their camp. Hundreds were gathered up and prepared as food, which was received with greateful hearts. The family traveled to Garden Grove, Mt. Pisgah, and Council Bluffs on the banks of the Missouri River in Iowa, and Winter Quarters across the Missouri in Nebraska. Elizabeth's family helped build cabins and fences and plant crops at these way stations. Her son Pleasant Green helped her to Council Bluffs in her wagon. She was happy to make him a suit of clothes for which he was most grateful. He wrote "What a kind and good mother she was." (Taylor, P. G., p. 8)

Pleasant Green married Clarissa Lake on 2 February 1847 at Mt. Pisgah. When the U.S. Army asked for volunteers on July 1846, she saw her two sons, Joseph and Pleasant Green, volunteer. Pleasant Green became ill and was not able to go, but Joseph did, leaving behind his young wife of two years and a one year old daughter. Elizabeth must have had a mixture of pride and sadness in seeing her son leave.

During the next two years, she stayed at Council Bluffs. Her immediate family now being William Warren, age 19, Levi, age 17, Nancy Jane, age 14, and James Caldwell, age 10. Elizabeth's youngest living daughter, Nancy Jane, met and fell in love with Jonathan Smith, a new member from Michigan. Jonathan must have made a good impression on Elizabeth, because she consented to their marriage, which took place on II July 1847 at Council Bluffs.

Decisions were made in the family concerning departure to the Rocky Mountains. Sarah Kendrick Best and her husband Thomas Dobson decided to stay in Iowa. (Ed. note: The Dobsons and Jordan Hendrickson obviously became disaffected from the Church because of the principle of polygamy. ) Louisa and Hosea Stout, Nancy Jane and Jonathan Smith, along with Jonathan's family, left with the Brigham Young pioneer company on 26 May 1848, arriving in Salt Lake City on 21 September. She bade them farewell and made her own preparations. Pleasant Green and Joseph (after his return from Mormon Battalion duty) worked hard and provided Elizabeth with her own wagon to travel in. Elizabeth, with her three remaining sons, William, Levi, and James, left for the Salt Lake Valley in her son Allen Taylor's company from Kanesville, Iowa, on 12 July 1849. Her wagon entered the Salt Lake Valley on 16 October 1849, Allen and his family having arrived on the 15th. Her children, Elizabeth Ann, Joseph and Pleasant Green and their families arrived in Salt Lake Valley on September 1850 and Julia Ann and her husband Isaac came in 1851. John and his family returned from Texas by way of Oklahoma in 1854. What a joyous occasion for Elizabeth!

Elizabeth lived in Salt Lake for a short time, then moved to Farmington with her three sons to be near her daughter Nancy Jane. Nancy's husband Jonathan was on a mission to Iron County. In the 1851 census Elizabeth was living in Kaysville with her daughters Nancy next door and Elizabeth Ann on Mountain Road. Her sons, Allen, Joseph and Pleasant Green lived close by, also. She purchased a farm in Kaysville and ran it with her sons' help.

On II January 1852 Louisa died in Salt Lake City of complications of childbirth, two days after her new baby died. Her husband was on a mission to China. Hosea was heartbroken and sent his children, Elizabeth Ann, age 5, Hosea, age 2 years 9 months, and Eli, age 16 months, to live with Louisa's mother for awhile. William Warren and Levi were married the same day, 23 July 1853, William to Julia Ann Carbine and Levi to Emeline Owen. This left James, age 16, in charge of his mother's farm. Elizabeth was now 60 years old and still in good health. They did well together for the next seven years. Her daughter Elizabeth Ann's husband died 16 Jan 1854 from inflammation of the lungs. Elizabeth again was there to strengthen her as best she could. Within a few months Elizabeth Ann had married John Criddle and was happy again.

In 1860, after James and Sarah Maria Hyde were married, they moved to Eden, Utah. Elizabeth stayed in Kaysville close to her other children, Levi and Elizabeth Ann. In 1870 census she was living with Levi. In 1872 she moved to Harrisville, Weber County, Utah to live with her other children. Here she lived in peace the rest of her life. Her grandchildren all loved their grandmother and they took turns seeing she had firewood, water and also all she needed. They loved to visit her and to hear her tell the stories of her life and of her people far away in Virginia and Kentucky. She apparently moved from home to home of her children during this time of her life. In 1880 she was living with Joseph in Farr West, Weber County, and with Pleasant Green in Harrisville when she died on 25 October 1880 a short time before her 87th birthday. She was buried in the Ogden City Cemetery. What a grand lady she was, revered and loved by all who knew her!

Compiled by Dana Lee Tueller Perkins Mikesell in 1996, to be submitted to the Daughters of the Utah Pioneers for inclusion in their book. Pioneer Women of Faith and Fortitude. (Minor editorial changes added. ) Dana utilized an impressive array of materials in preparation of this manuscript--18 biographies and books, 16 records, and 24 contributors' data. She cited two special sources in her notes:

1. Harrisville LDS Ward Record, Family History Ctr Film #0026012.

2. Taylor, Pleasant Green, "Autobiography of Pleasant Green Taylor". Copy in possession of Shari Humperies Franke, Ogden, UT.

A list of all sources is available from Brian L. Taylor, 1924 North 2000 West, Ogden, UT 84404.