Sunday, November 24, 2013

McKinley-Stawart Marriage

Duncan Greenshields McKinley and Winifred Elizabeth Ann Stawart were married at Gateshead on Tyne, Durham, England on 31 August 1907. They were sealed at the Salt Lake Temple on 24 November 1926. The sealing was performed by Joseph Fielding Smith.

Saturday, November 23, 2013

George and Thomas Henry White

A father and son celebrate November birthdays. The father, George White, was born 23 November 1826 at Hillmarton, Wiltshire, England; and his son, Thomas Henry White, was born on 25 November 1846 at Calne, Wiltshire, England. Hillmarton is a scant 4.5 miles north of Calne, the market town of earlier posts. Calne was probably where the Whites went on market days. Hillmarton has a very nice 12th century church dedicated to St. Laurence, a third century Christian martyr. There are more photos here.

George's mother was Lucy White. On 13 October 1828 she married Broom Driver, making George the eldest child in what was to be the large family of Lucy and Broom. On 5 February 1846, George married Mary Rivers at Hillmarton. They had five children, and George died on 6 November 1860, just a year and a half after the birth of their last child.

George and Mary's oldest son, Thomas Henry, wrote about his life, which included his mother Mary, since they immigrated to the United States.

He said,
I, Thomas Henry White, was born 25 November 1846, about one mile from Charlcott Hill, a small village in England. When I was six or seven years of age my parents moved to Calne. I was baptized 12 July 1855, at the age of eight. I became an apprentice to the Blacksmith and Machinist trade until I was fifteen. My father, George White, died when I was thirteen. My mother, Mary Rivers White, was left in very poor circumstances. She was a very good seamstress, and made her living for herself and family by needlework and dressmaking. She also kept an open house for the LDS elders to hold meetings. They were always welcome in her home.

Being a convert to the Gospel, Mary Rivers White left her native country with her four children: Thomas Henry, Amelia, George Ofred Joseph, and Earnest Authenia and sailed for America, on an old sailing vessel that had been white washed and tarred with coal tar. This vessel, the Antarctica, proved not to be too sea-worthy. Sailors were kept busy many hours a day pumping water from this leaky ship. During the journey seven emigrants were buried at sea. The journey lasted seven weeks. The water was bad; they had to drink it without boiling it. Their rations included hard tack, which was eight or ten inches thick and thick fat bacon. Mary had toasted some bread very dry and brought it with her. This tasted very good and helped though the journey. The family arrived in New York Harbor, 4 July 1863. It being a holiday they were not allowed to land until the next day.

We crossed the plains in the George Holliday Company, having come from New York with emigrants in box or cattle cars. As it was during the time of the War of the Rebellion, and soldiers were about everywhere trying to enlist (by force if necessary) men and boys into the army, the soldiers met the trains hoping to stop the Mormons and draft them into their ranks. To avoid this, the emigrants were laded into the cattle cars to make the journey. They had to lie down to the bare floor, dirty as it was, like so many sheep. There were three passenger cars on the train and the soldiers watched these closely and at every station they would ask “When those Mormons coming through?" Their method was to pin a ribbon on the man and this accomplished, he was “in”. It was Thomas’ job to guard the luggage, as the soldiers would take anything that was not watched. They tried to pin a ribbon on him but did not succeed. The soldiers stole one girl from the company. One boy asked a soldier to let him ride his pony. At once the soldier reported the boy was trying to steal his horse. The boy was hidden for three days or he would have been taken.

Sailing up the Missouri river to Florence, Nebraska we met many Josephites who were eager to tell them what would happen to them if they went to Utah. Captains of the different Companies, met the emigrants. Eight or ten passengers were assigned to each wagon. Mary and family were assigned to the Peter Nebekers Company. William Green was teamster (Who afterwards lived in American Fork, Utah was still alive in 1912).

We traveled along until we reached the Platte River. Some of the emigrants died from exhaustion and exposure. Some very hard storms were experienced on the journey. One incident of note was: Three young girls who always traveled side by side were walking together. A thunder and lightning storm came up. The lightning was very bad. The lightning struck the girl in the center entering the top of her head, coming out the soles of her shoes. It also killed seven of the oxen in the train of about seventy wagons, and knocked down some of every yoke running along the chain. One of the teamsters had the skin taken off his nose while sitting on his front endgate. Suffice to say after the long perilous journey across the plains, building bridges, making roads etc., we landed in Salt Lake Valley in the fall of 1863, close to October Conference.

I decided a young man of sixteen should get busy, especially when he had a mother and three brothers and sisters to take care of. I went to James Currey of the Seventh Ward and obtained work making horseshoes out of scraps of iron. I also made ox and horse shoe nails of scythe backs, sabers and gun barrels, drawing it to the size of a nail head, either making the nail ourselves of getting the nailmaker to make them. Thus were made nails to shoe our oxen and horses. We made plows out of wagon tires with a piece of steel spring to put on the lathe when we could get it. This was expensive and would cost the buyer one dollar a pound. It cost the price for molasses mill a round piece put together with straps of iron and rings.

I helped to make the first crushing hammer in Utah. It was used to pound up small rock or ore to get the gold out. I also made myself the first bicycle made in Salt Lake and called it a Dandy Horse. I rode this back and forth to work. Later I remodeled it for Brother Charles Hyde, a cripple, then the Patriarch of the Church.

I worked at the Church Shop for a long time. I helped with the buildings. I learned to make ox and horseshoes out of chain links 5/8 by five or six inches long, brought into Salt Lake by the soldiers. In those days there were only three or four stores in the city, with a pole fence up Main Street.

In 1864, I being 17 years old, with others, went to Green River to meet the company that Parley P. Pratt was coming with. We came back through Chalk Creek Canyon. It was a very cold fall. We encountered a severe snowstorm and nearly froze to death. We lost our cattle and had to pile logs up to build a fire to keep from freezing. The next morning we found our cattle and we arrived in Salt Lake late in the fall, none the worse for our journey.

In 1866, I was called to go back to the Missouri River to help bring in the emigrants. This was quite an undertaking for a boy of nineteen. We started about the last of March with our teams. Being blessed with health and strength, I did all the blacksmithing, repairing and shoeing of cattle needed on this journey. This was done at noon and in the evenings. My meals were eaten while driving oxen. We had dancing and singing in camp nearly every night.

On the Platte River we had a race to see who would get in first. It rained for three days. Hollows and gullies were filled, and in some places it was almost impassable. In one place where the stream was high, our Captains George Holliday and Andrew Patterson found two feet under water. We crossed over the stream and landed in good time ahead of the other companies.

Two weeks later we started back to Utah. The wagons were loaded with telegraph wire. My grandfather, Abraham Rivers and wife, Hannah Dowswell Rivers and an aunt with a baby were sitting among the passengers in the wagon. I had three yoke of oxen, one belonging to Dr. Benizel, one to Enoch Reese, and one other yoke, all of Salt Lake. On our way back we had to pass examination before the U. S. soldiers at Ft. Loraine. We were successful and went our way rejoicing.

From here on the streams were very high. We would put cattle enough to reach the sand bars to be sure of the crossing. Late one night one yoke of oxen gave out and had to be left. Next morning I went back two miles and found them. When I returned to camp the last wagon was pulling out. I had to yoke my cattle and hurry to catch up with the company. On our journey back we suffered with very cold weather. We arrived in Salt Lake very late in the fall, just after October Conference, glad to be home again.

I rented a shop from Dick Margette for a short time, in the Nineteenth Ward. Soon after that, I went to North Willow Creek and February 5, 1887, I married Emily Oliver, daughter of Francis and Elizabeth Bailey Oliver. The Olivers had come with their own team, with the company of emigrants that I had helped to bring in the fall before. Francis Oliver took Mountain Fever on the journey and had to be hauled to Salt Lake. He was sick for a long time.

We made our home in North Willow Creek for a short time. I ran a blacksmith shop and did the repairing and blacksmithing for the men who were making the road through Echo Canyon. Our first daughter was born there on January 13, 1868. We moved to North Ogden, Weber County, where our second daughter, Lucy Agness was born on April 19 1869; also another daughter, Katie Rosebella, on September 25, 1870. Our next move was to Farmington, Davis County, Utah where we made our home for about ten years. Three girls and two boys were born there as follows: Lily May, May 23, 1872, and died August 1872; Amelia Janet, November 9, 1873; Thomas Henry, October 5, 1875; Jennie Isabelle, born August 30, 1877; and George Francis, born October 21, 1879.

November 2, 1874 I married Mary Ann Jones in the Endowment House. She was the daughter of Jeremiah Jones an Ann Johnson of Norfolk, Yorkshire, England. Ten children were born to this union: Joseph Elijah, December 30, 1875; Emily Ann, June 13, 1877; Mary Elizabeth, March 28, 1879 and died August 14, 1879; Pleasant Maude, June 20, 1880; Jacob Jeremiah, October 14, 1882; John Ray, February 28, 1885; Melinda, July 8, 1887; James William, October 8, 1889 and died January 26, 1891; Orabell, May 29, 1891 and died May 29, 1891; and Archie Thomas, January 5, 1897.

In the spring of 1881, I was called by Bishop John W. Hess of Farmington to go with others to help settle on the Green River country, in the southeastern part of Utah. Three men, with their families, reported. After making the long and difficult journey, I found nothing there to keep a blacksmith busy, and not being a farmer, I moved my families to Salina, Sevier County, Utah. I partly built a large rock house with rock from the quarry, finishing in all but the doors and windows and the final wood finishing’s. We lived in this house for a time. I also built a blacksmith shop and worked at my trade for a time. I sold out before the house was finished and moved to Layton, Davis County, Utah. This occurred before the Rio Grande Railroad crossed the Green River.

In the small town of Layton we rented a home and operated a blacksmith shop. Three more daughters were born to Emily while we lived at Layton. They were Elizabeth Jane, December 25, 1882; Millie Ann, December 12, 1885; and Myrtle Myra, September 24, 1891.
Thomas Henry is listed in the book, Pioneers and Prominent Men of Utah.

Since Thomas Henry White had two wives and large families, he has a huge posterity. When I think of him, I think of a man who worked hard every day of his life to provide for these two families. It must have been quite a job to balance everything. It took courage and a devotion to the Lord to do all that he did. He became an example for all those who followed after him. Mary, his mother, obviously relied heavily on his help on the trip, and he may have learned to work hard from her example. There is a very nice picture of Mary on her birthday posting.

I believe this family photo was taken in 1907 when Thomas Henry's wife, Emily, died. George Francis, son of Thomas and his first wife, Emily, is our ancestor.

Double click on the picture for a better look.

Saturday, November 16, 2013

Catherine Locke Stawart

Catherine Locke was born on 16 November 1863 at Fordmoss, Northumberland, England. Her parents were Robert Locke and Elizabeth Allen. Catherine was the youngest of twelve children. She married Thomas Stawart at Rennington, Northumberland on 7 May 1883. As a wedding gift, she received a pewter teapot. That it was a treasure to her is obvious since it was one of the few things she brought with her to the United States. When she died, that teapot went to live with her daughter, Beatrice. In about 1988, we were visiting in California. Bea told me to get the teapot, which she gave to me. When I asked her why I got to have it, she remarked that she thought I would take good care of it. Locke being my maiden name, I was happy to have something of Catherine's.

On 16 March 1884, Catherine gave birth to twins, John and Ann. John died the same day, and Ann a day later. Winifred was born in 1886, and Robert in 1889. Catherine was not blessed with as large a family as her parents, but was fortunate to have a son and a daughter, who she remained close to all of her life.

This Stawart family photo includes Catherine Locke Stawart seated at the left. Winnifred is seated at the right, with her husband, Duncan McKinley, directly behind her. Their daughter Beatrice is at the left, and Thomas Henry is the baby. Catherine's son, Robert is also in the photo, standing between Beatrice and Duncan. It would have been taken after Catharine's husband died in 1920, and before the family immigrated to the United States in 1922.

George remembers visiting Catherine at her son Robert's house. He remembers calling her Nana. She was, in his words, "this little old lady who laid in bed." She was his great grandmother. They lived in Bountiful where Bob had a large home with a little lake large enough for a canoe. Catherine died there on 27 June 1957 at the age of 93.

Monday, November 11, 2013

Phebe Hornby and Gainsborough

Richard Hornby and his wife, Sarah Taylor, had a daughter who they named Phebe. She was christened 11 November 1772 at Gainsborough, Lincolnshire, England, located on the River Trent. Her father died when she was just six and a half years old.

On 25 November 1793, Phebe married Thomas Craycroft at Epworth, Lincolnshire, England. Thomas earned his living as a weaver. They raised a large family, all of them born at Gainsborough. Their children were James, Sarah, Richard, Thomas, Mary Ann, Elizabeth, Edward, and John. Sarah and John did not survive infancy. Our ancestor was Mary Ann. Phebe died on 3 June 1829 at Gainsborough.

William Camden, who died in 1623, said, "Then runneth the Trent down to Gainsborrow, a towne ennobled by reason of the Danes ships that lay there at rode, and also for the the death of Swene Tings-Kege, a Danish Tyrant, who after he had robbed and spoiled the country, as Matthew of Westminster writeth, being heere stabbed to death by an unknowne man, suffred due punishment at length for his wickednesse and villanie. Many a yeere after this it became the possession of Sir William de Valence Earle of Pembroke, who obtained for it of King Edward the First the liberty to keepe a Faire. From which Earle by the Scotish Earles of Athol and the Percies, descended from the Barons of Bourough who heere dwelt, concerning whom I have written already in Surrie."

Later, Daniel Defoe, known as the author of Robinson Crusoe in 1719, described Gainsborough as "a town of good trade," and of the trade, "'tis calculated that there is about four thousand ton of Cheshire cheese only, brought down the Trent every year from those parts of England to Gainsborough and Hull." Of the Trent, he said, "The Trent is navigable by ships of good burthen as high as Gainsbrough, which is near 40 miles from the Humber by the river. The barges without the help of locks or stops go as high as Nottingham, and farther by the help of art, to Burton upon Trent in Staffordshire. The stream is full, the channel deep and safe, and the tide flows up a great way between Gainsborough and Newark." His three volume travel book, Tour Through the Whole Island of Great Britain was published between 1724 and 1727, and was innovative partly because Defoe had actually visited the places he described.

Finally, in 1887, John Bartholomew's Gazetteer of the British Isles described Gainsborough like this, "The town is situated 20 miles above the mouth of the Trent at the Humber, and owes much of its importance to the canals connected with the Trent, which maintain a large traffic between the inland cos. and the coast. It is a sub-port of Grimsby. The mfrs. are linseed oil and linseed cake, malt, and cordage."

Sunday, November 10, 2013

Ellen Smith of Broughton-Brigg and Gainsborough

About four generations earlier than the previous post for Phebe Hornby, another Lincolnshire girl married a Craycroft. Her name was Ellen Smith, and she was christened at Broughton-Brigg on 10 November 1644. Broughton-Brigg is about 18 miles NE of Gainsborough. Her parents were William Smith and Dorothy Lawrence.

An interesting fact about Broughton is that it lies on the Roman Ermine Street , a major road that ran from London to Lincoln and York. It's neighbor Brigg, was a traditional market town on the River Ancholme, having a corn exchange and a livestock market. There is a nice history of Brigg with photos here.

Each place boasts a church that could have been used by the Smiths. The Church of St. Mary in Broughton is thought to date back to the 11th century, if not before, with major alterations in the 12th, 14th and 17th centuries. There are some good photos of St. Mary's.

Thanks to Dave Hitchborne for this photo of St. John the Evangelist at Brigg.

Ellen married Charles Craycroft on 20 Apr 1667 at Gainsborough, Lincolnshire, England. She had eight sons, all born at Gainsborough. Three were named Charles, the youngest Charles surviving infancy. Thomas and George also did not survive. The remaining boys were Luke, Richard, and Robert. Our ancestor is Luke, who was the oldest. How sad that half of their chldren did not live to adulthood.

Thursday, November 7, 2013

Honour Start of Trowbridge

Trowbridge is the county town of Wiltshire, meaning that it is the capitol. It is located on the River Biss in the west of the county. The river enters the center of Trowbridge from the SE and flows through the Town Park, to a small lake.

Its history extends far into the past, with evidence of farming 3000 years ago, mention in the Domesday Book, and evidence of a castle that was beseiged in 1139. From the 13th century, Trowbridge developed a clothing industry, and that meant wool, which in turn, meant sheep. The BBC has a nice series of old photos, and the Wiltshire County Council has a nice history. It gives a good explanation of the development of Trowbridge and its people.

Honour Start was christened there on 7 November 1714. She was the daughter of Thomas and Mary Start. Trowbridge is where she married John Rundall on 28 September 1735. It is also where she was buried on 24 July 1755, at the young age of about 41 years. Of her seven children, four survived infancy. One of them was our ancestor, Mary.

Saturday, November 2, 2013

John Cook of Calne, the Market Town

At Calne, Wiltshire, England, the River Marden and Abberd Brook meet in the center of town. The town's name may have been taken from the Celtic "Col-aun" which means a "meeting of waters," and sounds appropriate, considering the river and the brook. In the Domesday Book, Calne is called "Cauna", and being in the Domesday Book makes it even more ancient than John, who was christened there on 2 November 1696. His parents were James Cook and Anne Rathwood.

He married Mary Summers on 18 March 1718, probably in Chippenham, a town just six miles west of Calne. Chippenham is also a market town and was built at a crossing point of the River Avon. Alfred the Great had a hunting lodge there for a time. Roman remains are also visible, and that gives Chippenham its own credentials as being ancient. In 1887, John Bartholomew's Gazetteer of the British Isles described Chippenham like this, "Chippenham, municipal bor., market town, and parish, N Wilts, 13 miles NE of Bath and 94 W of London. Stands on left bank of river Avon, here crossed by a handsome stone bridge of 22 arches. C. was formerly a seat of broadcloth mfr., but is now mainly an agricultural town, with large cattle and cheese markets and flour-mills. In the neighbourhood are stone quarries. C. was the quarters of the Danish army in 878, when Alfred was in hiding in Athelney."

When there isn't much to tell about an ancestor, it's interesting to think about how things looked at the time. Just what were Calne and Chippenham like in 1696? History tells the story. William Camden, who traveled before he died in 1623 (about 100 years before John and Mary) gave us his opinion and a little history as well,"Six miles from hence Avon taketh unto him from the East a Brooke which runneth thorow Calne, an old little towne situat upon a stony ground, having in it a faire Church to commend it: at which place when great adoe there was between the Monkes and Priests about single life, a frequent [crowded] Provinciall Councell or Synod was holden in the yeere of our redemption 977. But behold, whiles they were debating the matter, the Convocation house wherein the States sat, by breaking of the maine timber-worke and falling asunder of the floore, fell suddenly downe, together with the Prelates, Nobles, and Gentlemen there assembled: with the fall thereof many were hurt, and more slaine outright. Onely Dunstane, President of the said councell, and held with the Monkes, escaped without harme; which miracle (for so that age took it) is thought wonderfully to have credited the profession of Monkerie, and weakned the cause of married Priests."

"From hence Avon, now growen greater, Chippenham, in Saxon Cyppanham, of note at this day for the market there kept, whereof it tooke the name. For cyppan in the Saxon tongue is as much as to say as to buy, and cyppman, a buyer, like was with us cheapen and chapman, and among the Germans Coppman {Kaufmann ]. But in those daies it was the Kings manour, and by King Aelfred in his testament bequeathed to a younger daughter of his. Nothing is there now worth the sight but the Church, built by the Barons Hungerford, as appeareth everywhere by their coats of Armes set up thereon."

The BBC has some nice historic photos of Calne and Chippenham.