_William AULD _______ | _John AULD __________| | m 1754 | | |_____________________ | | |--Helen AULD | | _____________________ | | |_Jean GLASGOW _______| m 1754 | |_____________________
!Information from marriage record: Archiblad Rankin, Weaver in Glasgow & Helen Auld, Residenter there.
christening listed in Scottish Church Records: (A Helen Auld
was christened 3 Oct 1775 at Glasgow, Lanark, Scotland.
Father: John Auld, Mother: Jean Glasgow.) Additional information Frame
993, batch C119466, source call no. 1041382,1042935. (Would be age 16 at time of marriage to Archibald Rankin.) Not verified with source other than Scottish Church Records CD.
!Original source stated 25th September 1791 Marriage Record, Rankin, Archibald, weaver in Glasgow and Helen Auld, residenter there.
_Thomas CARTER ______+ | m 1776 _Thomas CARTER ______| | (1789 - 1823) m 1810| | |_Elizabeth __________ | (1757 - ....) m 1776 | |--Caroline CARTER | | _William PARKER _____+ | | (.... - 1813) m 1779 |_Sarah PARKER _______| (1786 - ....) m 1810| |_Sarah POWEL ________+ (.... - 1829) m 1779
!Caroline Carter also endowed 18 April 1940. Possible other date for
Sealed to Parents, 13 Mar 1943.
Source of Information: Caroline Carter's christening found in Ledbury
Bishops' Transcript by correspondence. Her marriage date to George
Matthews on marriage certificate in possession of Mary Ann Carter
Smith and registered at Somerset Record House, England. MA 446 104
Application #P.A.S. 64831/58/F/4.
!Baptized: 28 Feb 1824 according to Ledbury Parish Register found by Elwood
_William GRAHAM _____+ | m 1682 _William GRAHAM _____| | m 1712 | | |_Agnes PATERSON _____+ | m 1682 | |--Margaret GRAHAM | | _William ANDERSON ___+ | | m 1685 |_Agnes ANDERSON _____| m 1712 | |_Sara ROSS __________ (1664 - ....) m 1685
From Ancestral File (TM), data as of 2 January 1996.
From Ancestral File (TM), data as of 2 January 1996.
From Ancestral File (TM), data as of 2 January 1996.
!family records of Mary S. Hasfurther
Bishop's Transcripts of Weaverham & Davenham, Richard Barker's will prov. 22
Jan 1715/16 FS Research Dept. Ches. 1 vol. 85 p. 28
__ | _Thomas NASH _____________| | (.... - 1650) m 1599 | | |__ | | |--Elizabetha NASHE | (1617 - ....) | __ | | |_Elenora Ellye or ELLIOT _| (.... - 1652) m 1599 | |__
 !WILLIAM CARTER FAMILY ORGANIZATION % Mary Ann Carter Smith
_Ephraim OXBORROW _____________+ | (.... - 1852) m 1805 _Joseph OXBORROW ____| | (1819 - 1895) m 1870| | |_Elizabeth GREEN ______________+ | m 1805 | |--Elizabeth (Lizzie) OXBORROW | (1873 - 1961) | _George LEICHT ________________+ | | (1818 - 1857) m 1843 |_Mary LEICHT ________| (1852 - 1935) m 1870| |_Marie Katharine Sabina KEMPF _+ (1821 - 1854) m 1843
!Elizabeth Oxborrow by Ina McArthur Bracken, August 1998.
My mother, Elizabeth Oxborrow McArthur, was born in Beaver, Utah, on October 28, 1873. She was married to James McArthur October 18, 1894 in the St. George Temple. Mother had nine babies. Her first and last child were stillborn. My sister Mary died at 12 years of age and mother always said that was the saddest time of her life.
One hundred years ago, Thomas Judd was called by the LDS Church to take some of the saints from St. George to White River Valley to colonize the town of Lund. My mother had two small daughters at that time, Clio and Bessie, and mother was the only Oxborrow who did not move to Nevada. At that time, 1898, Grandma Oxborrow, with the rest of her family were among the first settlers in Lund.
Mother wanted so very much to celebrate her golden wedding anniversary in October 1944, but my father died in June of that year, only four months before the event.
The St. George Centennial was held in the late fall of 1961. Mother was excited and plans for the Oxborrow Reunion were in the making. Mother died May 2, 1961, just six months before the celebration. She died following a heart attack and was 87 years old. We had the reunion and 84 of Joseph and Mary Leicht Oxborrow's descendants attended.
On mother's 82nd birthday, October 28, 1955, she was chosen "Orchid Lady", by the Literary Arts Club of St. George. Mother's second grandchild, Edith Sullivan Whitehead, gave her life history at the lovely party. Here it is for you to enjoy. Yes, my mom was truly a blue ribbon mother and grandmother.
The Literary Arts Club are proud to honor by Blue Ribbon Grandmother, Elizabeth Oxborrow McArthur. I am equally proud to be the one to tell you of her life.
You see, my Grandmother has a remarkable history, and she herself has made it so. Just as she has designed and created so many lovely blue ribbon quilts out of scraps of color, so she has made of her life a blue ribbon masterpiece of beauty and richness, shaped from the pieces of her colorful experiences. Out of hardships and disappointments and determination, she has designed a life so colorful and honorable that it far outshines, in loveliness, any of the exquisite creations of her hand. Her life is like one of her blue ribbon quilt blocks, for it began with a background well worth revealing.
Elizabeth Oxborrow McArthur's mother was Mary Leicht, whose German parents had moved to England just prior to Mary's birth. Mary's father was a musician and band leader; while her mother also was talented in music, having a beautiful voice and being an artist on the harp. When Mary was but ten months old her mother passed away. Later her father married a widow. Mary inherited her mother's talent for she became an accomplished child harpist at the age of five.
The Latter-day Saint Missionaries, Samuel Adams and John D. McAllister of St. George, brought the Gospel to Mary's family. They planned to come to America in the year 1857, but before their plans materialized the father died of typhoid fever. So it was in 1864, that they sailed for "Zion". After five weeks and four days on the water, they arrived in America, but their journey had but begun. They now walked all the way across the plains with an ox-team company in which the Tom Judd family were members.
When they arrived in St. George, Utah, it was but a sagebrush city; having been settled only three years. It was a desolate looking place compared to the green hills of England.
Mary immediately began to work in the John Pymm home. Here she worked until she was seventeen years old. During this time she became acquainted with Joseph Oxborrow, whose wife Jenette she already knew. After Mary's seventeenth birthday, she married Joseph, who was then 52 years old. She lived with the first wife, Jenette, until after her oldest child was born. The family then moved to Beaver in 1873 and on October 28th of that year my blue ribbon grandmother, Elizabeth, was born.
Shortly after this Joseph was called to St. George by President Brigham Young to run the Church bakery. And so the pattern of my Grandmother's life began. Being a child of Joseph and Mary Leicht Oxborrow, she had a rich background and heritage. Now upon this background she began to lay the intricate designs that were to become her remarkable life pattern.
Elizabeth had six brothers and four sisters. When she was five they lived on a farm in Middleton, where she enjoyed walking to St. George with her father over the black ridge. He would point out to her the place where a tunnel would someday be built through the ridge.
Her father had a bakery where the Mathis Market now stands (in 1955). He had been a baker in England for 25 years, so was accomplished in this work. But here in Dixie it was quite a different business to what he was used to. It was so hot he had to make the bread at night to keep the yeast from spoiling. His oven was made of rocks and heated by coals and his bread was often exchanged for flour that people would bring to him to trade. His reputation was good and when a cook was needed at the Temple, he was given the job. With this, he was also to care for the Temple grounds. In order for him to be near his work, his family lived on the Temple grounds for the next five years.
Elizabeth was but a small child, but she often carried kettles of hot gruel to the workers. She was taught to work at an early age and helped all the time, as her mother took in sewing, washings, and tended small children to supplement the father's inadequate salary. Elizabeth also was baby sitter for the temple workers, gleaned grain at harvest time, and did many other things to help with the family living.
Though they worked hard the family played too, and had great enjoyment in simple things. To Elizabeth, one of the most enjoyable sports of her youth were the candy pulls the family and her friends had. The McAllister family lived close by and their children were among her first playmates and dearest friends.
When she was 11, the family moved into the Mills home on Third West. Here, with her bosom childhood friends, Olive Snow, Philene Pickett, Susie Atkin, Minnie Mathis and others, she placed the exciting childhood games of "Prisoners Base", "Steal Sticks," and "Run Sheep Run".
At the age of 13, she took in sewing and also went out to customers homes to make children's clothing. At 16, she was accomplished at making wedding dresses. She learned from Jane T. Bleak how to make a dressmakers chart with holes and measurments for various sizes. She would then get her ideas from Sears Roebuck, Bellas Hess and Speigel catalogs, and her finished product would look as good or better than the catalog model. She also made her own original newspaper patterns. So expert did she become that she was the regular seamstress for the Snows, Rebers, Leavitts, Miles, and made the children's clothes for the Anthony W. Ivins family. The pay she received for this work was: 50 cents for a waist, 75 cents for a pleated skirt, $3.00 for a wedding dress. The material she used came from the Wooley Lund and Judd, unless it was purchased in Salt Lake City. The most popular style in those days was the braided dress of Alpaca material.
Elizabeth's early schooling was in the first ward school house, where she swept floors to pay for her education. Alice Milne was her teacher and she finished the fifth grade. Then when she was 18, she went to the St. George Stake Academy which was held in the basement of the Tabernacle. She had to discontinue school here because of her increased sewing business.
She was an active LDS Church worker along with all her other responsibilities. She was Secretary of the Sunday School while but a very young girl and taught in the Primary for five years. She was also counselor in the Primary for five years and a member of the Stake Primary Board for five years.
Elizabeth was full of fun and enjoyed the recreation of her day. Her light feet often swung to the polka and the two step in the old Opera House to Jim Booth's Orchestra. How she loved the hay rack rides and the song fests where they sang such favorites as "When You Wore a Tulip", "When You and I Were Young Maggie" and "After the Ball".
She had a number of boy friends, for she was always fun and good company. Among them was James McArthur, who had gone to the same school with her and who had often walked her home. Their friendship ripened and on October 18, 1894, they were married in the St. George Temple by David H. Cannon. She was even now just a slip of a girl, barely tipping the scales at 96 pounds.
Auntie Crane had sent the material for her wedding dress from Salt Lake City. It was beautiful, Japanese silk, but a grey and white stripe. Elizabeth was so disappointed that she cried and cried, but Aunt Jean Coates helped her make it up and it turned out beautifully. Their wedding reception was held in their home and the young people who came stayed all night.
They did not have much to start married life on, according to our modern standards, but were well fixed for their day. "Jim" as she always called him, had a team and wagon he had earned. "Lizzie", as she was called by everyone except Jim, who affectionately called her "Dolly", had made rag carpets and fancy linens and shams. Their wedding gifts included a churn and molds, a cow, dishes and fancy doilies.
For a honeymoon they went on a trip to Bunkerville in a No. 3 covered wagon, but not alone, for his sisters Belle and Emma went too. Belle had a school teaching job at Bunkerville, but Emma just went along for the ride. So all three girls slept in the wagon while Jim spent his honeymoon sleeping on the ground close by.
When they finally returned to St. George, they rented a home from John T. Woodbury. It was now about five months since their wedding day and they had never had their wedding pictures taken. By now she also knew she had a family on the way, so she told Jim they had better get down to Jim Booths and have their wedding picture taken or people would talk and their posterity might wonder.
The year following her marriage was a sad year for Elizbeth. First her father died; then she had a stillborn son that nearly cost her her life and left her seriously ill for weeks; after that her sister Eliza Effie died of a membranous croup; and her brother George, who was freighting from St. George to Milford, was kicked in the face by a horse and seriously injured. It seemed as if tragedy followed on tradedy all that year.
By this time she could see how the pattern of her life was going to be. Then in December of 1896, color was added to her pattern for her first daughter Clio was born. From this start she added color upon color in harmonizing design as her family increased and her life broadened and enriched.
It was in February of 1897 when they moved into the home where she now lives. (150 South 200 West in St. George) Charles and Emma Seegmiller bought their house with them. There were two rooms down stairs and six rooms upstairs. They drew straws to see who would live in which part of the house. After the death of Charles' wife Emma, Jim bought the rest of the house.
Here in this home all the rest of their children were born: Bessie, Mary, Joseph, LaVera, Ina and Andrew. Here indeed was added all the color and warmth that has gone into her life to make it beautiful and rich. Here she loved and sorrowed and lived to all the heights and depths of joy and anguish that any mother does. As each child came into her home it increased her happiness and joy. Surely no where in all the world was there more happiness and loyalty and love than was found within the four walls of her humble home. She had her measures of sorrow for her last child was stillborn, and her daughter Mary died at the age of 12. Her sorrows and troubles only seemed to mellow the color into the patterns of her life.
In 1899, her husband, Jim, went on a mission to Kentucky, returning in 1902. When he came back she had $25.00 in the co-op store, $100.00 in the bank, and had bought an organ and bedroom set besides. This was but evidence of the industry and thrift that ruled her life.
When Jim returned from his mission he was made Bishop, which position he held for 23 years. Also, within six months he was put in charge of the tithing office. While he was Bishop the girls in the family had spent most of their time at the tithing office since most of the tithing was produce and needed immediate care. The butter had to have special attention, as there was no refrigeration. The hay and grain had to be weighed and put in special bins and barns. Then all these tithing goods had to be sold, traded, or given to the poor.
In order to take care of all this Church responsibility, the family had to be up early to get their 12 head of cows milked so that the children could be off to help father. It was usually late at night before they would get home, especially during the haying season, and of course the cows had to be milked again. Lizzie had very little help while raising the children because of the added Bishop responsibility. The oldest child, Clio, started helping her father at the age of ten. All the children were taught to work and had special jobs to do. Jim was the disciplinarian. Whenever the children heard his special whistle they came running from wherever they were for they knew he meant business.
While Lizzie was raising her own children, she was wet nurse to several other children. At one time she gave this service to four other children at the same time.
Though the family worked hard they had many pleasures too. Lizzie always made Christmas a most special occasion for her children. Christmas morning the children always ran to their stockings first to count how many chocolates they each had. Lizzie made all the doll clothes for the dolls and a new outfit for each child. They always had a good Christmas, but it never failed that Jim had to spend part of the day at the tithing office for the Indians came enmass on Christmas day to get their gift from the Church.
Lizzie's life wasn't all work, for she and Jim enjoyed their many friends and the good times they had together. Not the least of these occasions were their Halloween parties. It was customary for the men and women to go in separate rooms and costume in sheets. Then the women would sit along one side of a long table and the men on the other side. Then the men were to pick out their wives from among the sheeted figures. At one time, to everyone's amusement, Wally Mathis sat on the women's side and Hon Snow picked him out for his wife. They always enjoyed charades too, of which a favorite was "Tin Lizzie on the Bum".
Lizzie belonged to a literary club called "The Arioles". When it was her turn to entertain the house had to be cleaned from top to bottom. The girls were kept busy scrubbing and cleaning for a week before club day. They all remember how they had to stay outside the day of the club so nothing would get dirty. The members of the club served a full course dinner at their meetings. Lizzie and Mamie Seegmiller often sang duets. A favorite song of theirs was "Whispering Hope".
In 1924, Jim contracted with George Whitehead and Andrew Winsor to build a new road. Lizzie took her two youngest children, Ina and Andrew, and cooked for the road crew of 30. As a result of this road contract, they lost all they had because the cost was much more than their bid. When they returned home they had to kill three cows with tuberculosis and burn the honey bees because of foul breed. Ther were very upset for everything they had was gone.
She then got a job cooking for the O.K. Market, making pies, cakes and sweet rolls. Her pie crust recipe was given to her by her father. She enjoyed doing this work and working for Ern Nelson. Then President Edward H. Snow asked Jim if he would like to buy the tithing office. When Jim consulted Lizzie, she said, "You bet." She was now 51 years old, but she had great plans for making the office into a bakery. She had saved $200.00, so they bought some equipment from Winn Sanders and an oven from Ern Nelson. They hired Grover McGee to make the bread until Jim learned how. Everything was done by hand then. They both worked hard to make the Quality Bakery, as they had named their new business, a success. As usually they had their hands in more than one pie at the same time for they had a farm to take care of too, with pigs, chickens, and cows to look after.
Besides her bakery work, Lizzie still managed to help her daughters with their sewing. She made all of her grandchildrens coats and dresses and cared for her girls when they had their babies. She and Jim helped their son Joseph get his bakery started. They sent Andrew and Joseph both on missions and helped Bessie and LaVera to get their college degrees and their other children through Junior College.
Lizzie was always ready to learn to do new things that came her way and so at the age of 60, she learned to drive a car. Nothing was ever too difficult for her to try to do for she had always been young at heart.
In July of 1939, the family home caught fire and the upstairs was completely ruined. So, Lizzie and Jim remodeled and made two apartments for renting. Later they bought the Lund home and made it into apartments and also the Jane Bleak home.
Lizzie's and Jim's lives had been full to overflowing. They were always busy and happy and contented with life. Now they were approaching their Golden Wedding Day. But just four months prior to that date, Jim took sick and died very suddenly after an operation. Their life had been so full and complete that to a lesser woman this great tragedy would have been the end of all good things. Not to Elizabeth Oxborrow McArthur, my Blue Ribbon Grandmother. She threw back her shoulders and went right on filling her days full of activity. She knew there was still much for her to do and she was doing it every day of her life. Her accomplishments are not just mediocre, but have been blue ribbon winners every one.
Lizzie became an expert maker of beautiful wedding cakes. She usually made the cake a rich fruit cake unless otherwise ordered. She always took these cakes home to decorate after the other work was done. The tiered cake was given a complete covering of white icing which was allowed to become perfectly dry before she added the fancy lace work, as it was called. Then the delicate loops were put on day after day, as each must be thoroughly dry. It ususally took her five days or more to complete the decorating depending on the size of the cake. She would often have five or six drying at one time and they were always white. When they were finished they were always eligible for a blue ribbon.
And then, Grandmas's quilts! If there was a scrap of material laying around Lizzie could always find something to go with it and she would piece it into quilt blocks. She made many original designs and patterns which have been copied far and wide. Her tulip quilt block pattern was brought over from England by her mother. Other patterns for which she is noted are the "Star and the Appliqué". She made quilt tops for every child and grandchild and then started making them for her great grandchildren. My son, Dick, received his last year. She finds great joy in quilting, for she can visit and still be accomplishing something. Her sister, Mary, also enjoys this work and they nearly break their necks to get busy at quilting new quilts. These two sisters have been so close and enjoy each others companionship immensely.
As you can see Grandma never wastes a minute. When she isn't busy with her housework, she picks up her needlework. Any evening, when I was younger, I always found her busy making pillow cases, luncheon sets or dish towels.
With all the things she was doing Grandma still was not satisfied, so at the age of 76, she found a new interest. At that time I was taking a class in ceramics and the teacher told me she had the sweetest old lady taking her class. She showed us the little lady's work and then told us that her family was not to know about it as it was to be a surprise. Of course, it was Grandma, and of course she became accomplished in this field too.
Every child and every grandchild and nearly every great grandchild has a piece or two of her work. Even her brothers and sisters, some of their children, and her friends have been remembered along this line. All her own children have received china clocks and figurines and she is now completing each of them a hand painted set of china. She has received many blue ribbons in this field.
Grandmother is a regular globe trotter and certainly merits a blue ribbon in this field tool. In 1951, at the age of 78, she went on a three week trip to New York with Marcel and Annie Schmutz. In February 1955, she went on a three and a half week tour to Florida again with the Schmutzs. She has also made a trip to see LaVera in Long Beach, California, so she has spanned the continent in the 82nd year of her life. Whenever a trip is in the making and Grandmother can go, she will go and is a most agreeable passenger.
No matter when you visit Grandma she has a full schedule ahead, such as making aprons for the bakery, bleaching sacks for dish towels, going Relief Society teaching (she was a teacher for over 50 years) making quilt blocks, painting china, making one of the girls a dress, or helping someone with their canning. She enjoys walking up town as she insists you can not see as much from a car and you can not visit with people along the way. I have decided she is never idle a minute. When my husband and I called to see her one evening, she was soaking her feet and reading the Bible at the same time. So we have proof that she never wastes a minute.
Thanksgiving and Christmas are both blue ribbon days with Grandma and certainly at these times she portrays in rich measure her own blue ribbon qualities. These two occasions are family days at her house. She has an extra large bedroom and all the furniture is moved out so that one long table can be set there to feed the family which now numbers 52. Last year there were 42 of us present and Grandma always feels badly if anyone can not come. If there is anyone she knows of who hasn't a place to eat on Thanksgiving, they are always invited to eat at her house. It usually takes two large turkeys and six to eight chickens, plus all the trimmings, to feed the crowd. Grandma always fixes the turkeys and pies and cakes. Then in the evening she enjoys, or seems to, a family program participated in by everyone from the oldest to the youngest. This is something we all cherish.
Christmas at Grandma's is really a treat. Under her tree is a gift for all and it will be something she has made. No one gets their gift unless they come to her house to receive it. This occasion is strictly for the family only. We all hurry to get to her house by 5:00 a.m., then we all try to shout "Merry Christmas" before Grandma does. But this is really a feat. After the greetings here we pile into six or eight cars and make the rounds to every family members home. By evening we are all exhausted, all except Grandma, and she will be busy starting on Christmas presents for next year. On all these special days she sends pies, cakes, cookies, or fruit to friends and neighbors.
Grandma is always thoughful of others. All her relatives are welcome in her home. Several of them have spent the winters with her. They will all speak highly of "Aunt Lizzie". When they get together at reunion time, she is always the life of the party. At the last family reunion she and her sister entertained the crowd with an original skit.
Yes, Grandma is a champion and a true blue ribbon winner. Not the least of all her wonderful attributes is her deep and abiding faith that has never faltered through the years. Neither she nor her husband ever let a day or a meal go by without thanking their Father in Heaven for all his many mercies and blessings to them. This faith is her crown and makes her tops as My Blue Ribbon Grandmother.
ELIZABETH OXBORROW, daughter of Joseph Oxborrow and Mary Leicht, was born 28 Oct 1873, Beaver, Beaver, Utah; died 2 May 1961, St. George, Washington, Utah; buried 5 May 1961, St. George cemetery, Washington, Utah; married 18 Oct 1894, JAMES McARTHUR, in the St. George Temple, Washington, Utah.
Her father had a bakery in St. George. He had been a baker in England for 25 years, so was accomplished in his work. But here in Dixie it was quite a different business to what he had been used to. It was so hot he had to make the bread at night to keep the yeast from spoiling. His oven was made of rocks heated by coals and his bread was often exchanged for flour that people would bring him in trade.
Elizabeth was but a small child but she often carried kettles of hot gruel to the workers on the Temple, where her father was working. She also helped her mother who took in sewing, washing and tended small children. She gleaned grain at harvest time and did many other things to help with the family living.
Elizabeth also remembers many good times she had when she was young. The McAllister family lived close by and were among her first playmates and dearest friends.
She was outstanding in her skill as a dressmaker and took special pride in the wedding dresses she made for others and $3.00.
Elizabeth was full of fun and enjoyed the recreation of her day. She was popular with young people and among her boy friends was a special one, James McArthur. Their friendship ripened and on October 18, 1894 they were married in the St. George Temple by David H. Cannon. She was even now just a slip of a girl, barely tipping the scales at 96 pounds.
They did not have much to start married life on, according to modern day standards, but were well fixed for their day. "Jim" as she always called him, had a team and wagon he had earned. "Lizzie", as she was called by everyone except Jim, who affectionately called her "Dolly", had made rag carpets and fancy linens and shams. Their wedding gifts included a cow, a churn and butter molds, dishes and doilies.
For a honeymoon they went on a trip to Bunkerville, Nevada, in a No. 3 covered wagon, but not alone, for Jim's sisters Belle and Emma went too. Bell had a school teaching job at Bunkerville but Emma went along for the ride. So all three girls slept in the wagon while Jim spent his honeymoon sleeping on the ground close by.
In December of 1896 her first daughter Clio, was born, who added color to the pattern of her life. In February of 1897 they moved into the home where they lived the rest of their lives. Here all the rest of her children were born: Bessie, Mary, Joseph, LaVera, Ina and Andrew. Her first and last babies were stillborn and daughter Mary died at the age of 12 years.
In 1899, her husband left for a Mission in Kentucky. After returning from the Mission field he was made Bishop. This position he held for 23 years.
In 1924, Jim contracted with George Whitehead and Andrew Winsor, to build a road. Lizzie took her two youngest children and cooked for the road crew of 30 men. As a result of this contract, they lost all they had because the cost was much more than their bid. When they returned home they had to kill three of their cows on account of tuberculosis and burn the honeybees because of a foul breed. Everything they had worked so hard for was gone.
Lizzie, during a lifetime of work and learning how to manage, had many talents. She had helped her father while he was in the Bakery, so she learned many things, for instance her pie crust, which was outstanding. What was more natural than for her to use this skill when it was most needed. So when they had a chance to buy the old Tithing Office, Lizzie said "You bet". Even though she was 51 years old she had great plans for making the "office" into a bakery. Lizzie worked hard, with the help of the rest of the family their bakeshop and what was made there, became known far and wide.
Lizzie's and Jim's lives were busy always, interesting and happy. They were approaching the Golden Wedding Day, but just four months prior to that date, Jim took sick and died suddenly after surgery.
Lizzie was well known for her many talents. Everything she attempted to do she did well. Baking and decorating wedding cakes. Her beautiful quilted pieced and appliqued quilts were greatly admired by all who saw them. Lucky was the person who received one as a gift. She also did beautiful ceramics and oil paintings. Last but not least has been her activities in her Church. She was a truly religious person, living her religion as well as knowing it. Her deep and abiding faith never faltered through the years.
Lizzie died in St. George on the 2nd of May, 1961 and was buried by the side of her lifetime partner, Jim.
Elizabeth and James had nine children, six of whom grew to maturity and married. When they had two small children, her husband was called on a two year mission in 1899. Elizabeth was an expert seamstress and with her talent financed the home and his mission.
In Sept 1925 the two St. George Wards were divided into three wards, and James was released as Bishop. The Bishop's Storehouse was dissolved and James and Elizabeth purchased the building. They converted it into a bakery. They opened their store for business in Sept 1926, and called in McArthur's Quality Bakery. Elizabeth was the daughter of a baker, and was very helpful in establishing a good business. She learned the art of cake decorating, and made hundreds of wedding and birthday cakes.
Elizabeth was skilled with her hands. In her later years made many beautiful quilts, ceramics, rugs, etc. No matter how common the material she had to work upon, she created an article of beauty.
Elizabeth and her husband were kind and helpful to everyone, and were loved by all who knew them. They set an excellent example of love, kindness, and happiness for their loves ones and friends. Elizabeth died of a heart attack at the age of eighty seven years.
GIVEN AT THE OXBORROW FAMILY REUNION AT LAS VEGAS, NEVADA: OCTOBER 6, 1979 by Ina McArthur Bracken
My Mom, Elizabeth Oxborrow, the first daughter and the second child of Joseph and Mary Leicht Oxborrow was super.
Lizzie, as she was called was a happy, industrious and loving person. She was petite. She was a teenager of the Gay Nineties! (Today dare I say gay nineties???) Mom was pretty, she was "five foot two with eyes of blue" - but they were green-hazel, popular, a good dancer, loved pretty clothes and was stylish and she had many girl friends and many, many beaus or boyfriends.
In the 1890's the young people worked hard, but they also played hard with dances and parties, candy pulls, hayrack rides, and they spent many evenings singing together at the organ. The Oxborrow home was a gathering place for the young and Grandma and Grandpa loved it. Mom's crowd was the IN group, the popular jet set. Mom was considered a good catch for any young man. She was an excellent cook having learned from her father the Bakery Art, an expert seamstress, and a good house-keeper because at the early age of thirteen she started working in the finer homes in St. George. She could bottle fruit, do house cleaning, washing, ironing and mending and her wages supplemented the Oxborrow family income.
One of the fellows in her crowd was my father, James McArthur. He was called jim and lived just two and one-half blocks from the Oxborrows. Father liked nothing better than to take his Dad's team and wagon and take the crowd from a ride and I imagine some of the rides were the Sunday afternoon rides. He loved very much to get the whole gang in the wagon box standing up and then get the team of horses on a fast run down the dirt road and make a quick turn on to one of the grass lots and the crowd would fall down or out. A daring adventure! I am sure the fellows sampled a bit of the famous Dixie Wine to get them in the spirit. However, by father never admitted to the wine sampling.
My Mom, Lizzie, and my father, Jim, fell in love and set the date for their marriage. Aunt Crane went to Salt Lake City and bought the material for Mom's wedding dress and brought it home to her. Mom cried and cried all day when she saw it and said it looked just like the cover on Grandma's feather or straw TICK, but with the help of my father's sister, Aunt Gene Coates, Mom made a beautiful wedding dress and preparations began for the wedding feast.
Grandpa Oxborrow roasted a whole pig and it came from the large church oven beautifully browned and glazed and was served on a tray with a big red apple in its mouth. Mom and Grandma stayed up all night before the wedding helping Grandpa bake and make the fancy tarts and breads and other goodies for the big day. Mom was twenty-one years of age and father was twenty-three, and their marriage certificate says they were married October 18, 1894 at the St. George Temple, in the Territory of Utah. The wedding guests stayed most of the night and among their wedding gifts were a milk cow, a churn and butter molds. My father had for his dowry a beautiful team of horses and a wagon.
Now for their honeymoon, a trip to Bunkerville, Nevada. Father's older sister, Aunt Belle, was teaching school down there and had come home for the wedding. They were to take her back, a trip which took two days, and about half way there they camped for the night. A bed was made in the wagon box for Mom and Aunt Belle and they slept together. Father slept under the wagon on the ground the first night of his honeymoon.
My father's pet name for mom was "Dolly." I am sure you first cousins can remember how father would often put his arm around Mom and more often give her a pat on the "Butt" and say, "Dolly, you're the best little wife I ever had!" And then, cousins, can't you still hear my mom's giggle and happy laughter???
DEATH: Obituary Notice:
ST GEORGE-- Elizabeth Oxborrow McArthur, 87, died Tuesday, 9 a.m. at her home of a heart ailment.
Born Oct. 28, 1873, Beaver, to Joseph and Mary Leicht Oxborrow. Married to James McArthur, Oct 18, 1894, St. George Temple, Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. He died 1944. Moved to St. George as a child. Active in the Church, serving on the stake Primary board, secretary of the Sunday School. Relief Society visiting teacher for 60 years.
Survivors: sons, daughters, Joseph, Bakersfield, Calif.; Andrew O., Mrs. LaVera Pelt, Mrs. Clio Sullivan, Mrs. Bessie Gardner, Mrs. Darrel (Ina) Bracken, all St. George; 21 grandchildren; 36 great-grandchildren; brother, sister, George; Mrs. Earl (Mary) Ashworth, both Las Vegas, Nev.
Funeral Friday, 2 p.m., St. George Second Ward chapel. Friends call Spilsbury Funeral home Thursday 7-8 p.m. family home Friday after 11 a.m. Burial, St. George Cemetery.
 From Ancestral File (TM), data as of 2 January 1996.