Johannah Mouritsen Petersen (1846) - 2nd Great Grandmother

(Katie Anderson Pettey - Julie Anne Simmonds - Thelma Petersen - James Franklin Petersen - Johannah Mouritsen)

Hyde Park Utah
May 11, 1922

Recollections of Pioneer days in Utah
By Johannah M. Petersen

My parents were Lars Mouritzen and Maren Sorensen of Denmark. I was born in east Borenders – by Hojorring Denmark June 17th, 1846. Baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints March 1858. Crossing the plains in Robert Neslen’s Company. Our camp was built by the wagons forming a circle with the tongue pointing outward thus making a corral inside where the oxen were kept at night. At one time while camping for dinner our oxen took a fright, stampeded, ran over one man killing him and injuring several others. One day, one young girl, being tired from walking, lagged behind the company. A band of Indians overtook her and lifter her on their horse and was about to take her away when our brethren arrived at the spot. They gave her up willingly and she was returned to the camp again. The “Chimney Rock” was one of the landmarks that I noticed most on my way. We arrived in Salt Lake Valley 15 Sept, 1859. Located in Kaysville, removing to Salt Lake City the next year. My father being in very comfortable circumstances when leaving Denmark had brought many necessary articles with them, also clothing, and a new stove, one cow, an ox team, and wagons. But upon arriving here, was obliged to sell them to obtain food. In the spring of the next year my father planted potatoes, wheat, and sugar cane. Our thrashing was done with a “flayel” and our hay was cut with a “scythe.” Our first home was a “dug-out” without either door or window. At this time I was twelve years old so do not know anything of the earlier time. In the year 1877, we experienced a severe grasshopper plague. Beautiful gardens were stripped clean in a few hours. The cloud of hoppers would be so dense that it entirely hid the sun, although it was mid-day. Those dear old corn-husking, rag-bee, wool-picking days are among the most pleasant thoughts of early life. We were all as one seeking to help one another. Also, driving away all care and trouble that could possibly be removed, and making our hard times easy and joyful, often taking a candle to help light our dance hall, and when a musician was not available, took turnes in singing and whistling while others danced.

Your sister in the gospel,
Johannah M. Petersen
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Thomas Passey (1837) - 3rd Great Grandfather

(Katie Anderson - James Clyde Anderson - Zona Dell Thornock - Roland Thomas Thornock - Ann Selina Passey - Thomas Passey)

Thomas Passey
1837-1910

Autobiography written in 1910

I, Thomas Passey, was born in Strensham, England, September 23, 1837. I was baptized into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints June 18, 1851 at Strensham, England. Then moved to Birmingham, England. I then sailed to America on the ship Enoch Train, and landed in Boston harbor May 1, 1856. Then I traveled by train to Iowa; then came to Salt Lake with the first handcart company, arriving there September 26, 1856. I drove an ox team across the plains, and had never seen an ox team before. I had mountain fever the last few days of our journey.

President Brigham Young and some of the saints met us over the mountains. They brought us watermelons and good things to eat from the valley. The saints from England thought it as a funny sight to see them eating watermelon. I was too sick to eat anything. My Uncle and Aunt, John and Sarah Grimmett met me in Salt Lake and took me home with them to Fort Herriman, a little west of Salt Lake. They took care of me through the winter. Everybody was in very poor circumstances, having a scanty supply of food.

In the spring, two companions and myself went to work for Edmund Ellsworth, he having married my cousin Mary Ann Bates, who came with me from England. My two companions were Thomas Fowler and David Bowen. We worked for him for seven years. While working there I met Drusilla Theobald whom I later married. In the spring of 1858, all the people who lived north of the mountains moved south. I drove a team of three yoke of black cattle with flour boxed up in lumber boxes of 150 pounds each, ready to cache if necessary. Inside of three months we moved back again. Those that had homes came back and anyone else that wanted to. I was still with Brother Ellsworth when the soldiers passed through Salt Lake about 50 miles south.

In August 1858, I married Drusilla Theobald; we lived in Salt Lake for two months. Then I went to work for Bishop Moon and moved to Farmington. We didn’t have much to move. Our property consisted of one bedstead, one sheet iron kettle, three plates, three cups and saucer, one vegetable dish, one tin pan and one cow. We thought we were rich.

The first thing to do was look for food. We had flour. I borrowed a gun and went hunting to obtain meat. It would be sometimes rabbit, chicken, and good many times nothing. We had some potatoes that I had dug on shares. At Christmas time we rode 20 miles on a load of wood to Salt Lake City to spend Christmas visiting with people we knew. Then we went to Fort Herriman for New Years in 1860. We came back to Salt Lake on a load of charcoal after a weeks visit. My uncle burnt it and then brought it to Salt Lake for the blacksmith. In the spring of 1860 I went to work for Sheman Leonard and worked for him for one year. Next year I worked part time on shares and raised a big crop of wheat. I had 200 bushels for my share and sold it for 35 cents a bushel. Grain was cheap then, but everything else was high. We still had our cow and had butter and milk. Our first son, John T. Was born January 24, 1860. In the fall father worked for Edmund Ellsworth, taking care of his garden and orchard. The same fall my father-in-law was called to settle the southern part of Utah, known as Dixie.

We moved to his place in the first ward and we had one lot in the first ward and one across the street in the second ward. We lived there until 1866. In the spring of 1863 I was called on a mission to go to Florence, Nebraska as teamster to bring saints from there to Utah as that was the only way they had to cross the plains. My brother Frederick and I went with Brother John W. Wooley; who was our captain going down. We had to take our own provisions with us going and coming back. They were donated by the members of the ward, consisting of flour, potatoes, bacon, eggs. We had to cache part of it on the road to came back on. The most was eggs. They were worth 5 cents a dozen. We had them three times a day for six weeks, four at a meal. If you don’t think we were sick of eggs just try it and see. We had to camp at Florence for six weeks watching for the saints to come that were emigrating from other places. There were a good many teams, but I have forgotten just how many. I came home with Brother Peter Nebeker, as captain of the company.

I arrived home September 23, 1863. In my wagon were three ladies. Mrs. Cole, her daughter Angeline, the other young lady is now Mrs. Taipps, she being a school teacher. Mrs. Cole’s husband was a tanner living in Salt Lake. He fitted out the team I drove. These people all being very good friends of me and my family. When I arrived home it was too late to get any work. My wife and two small sons lived on a small food supply consisting mostly of nettle green. We were sure glad to get back to our loved ones, as we had been gone from May to the latter part of September. Brother and Sister Cole and daughters proved very good friends. He, having plenty of work being a tanner, looked after my wife and family while I prepared for winter. I went upon the mountains and dug out cedar stumps for winter wood; nearly everyone had a fireplace at that time.

While I was in Florence it rained a good deal. We had to take turns at night herding out stock. One morning as I was coming back to camp I picked up a little roll of paper. It had been raining ll night and the paper was so wet I couldn’t unroll it, so I put it in my pocket until it dried. When I unrolled it I found it was $18.00 in green backs. I could not find the owner so I bought a stove. The stove had a high back like they did at that time. I was allowed to take it home with me; that was all I received for my summer wages. I had a little work all winter that kept us, with what help Brother Cole and his family gave us. Flour was scarce at that time. We lived on corn bead all winter, except when Mrs. Cole sent us a loaf of white bread, baked in a bake kettle. It was salt risen and like cake to us. We had meat but no butter. It was on November 1st of this year that our daughter Florence was born.

In the spring of 1864 we moved into Sister Hawkins’ house as she was going back to London, England on a visit. My wife kept house for her two sons, Greighton and Reigo through the winter of 1864 and 1865. I was one of the special police guards for the wards. I went to Camp Douglas. The trouble was settled by the soldiers. They were very rough and rude, threatening the Mormons with everything imaginable. I had a pair of brass knuckles made for the occasion, but never had to use them. In the fall of 1864, sister Hawkins returned from London. Then we moved to Tanner’s at the mouth of Parley’s Canyon. I worked that winter in the tanning yard with Brother Cole. In the spring of 1866 we moved back to Salt Lake; the company having closed the tanning business because it did not pay to run it.

I moved my family back to the First Ward and went to work for J. M. Blair. He bought the ten acre block which formerly belonged to Edmund Ellsworth. He built a concrete house in the middle of the block, letting the contract to a man to build it. Mr. Blair came to see me the next morning and said, “Tom, can’t you do this job for me?” I had never seen that kind of work done as it was the first year it had been used in this part of the country. It consists of lime cable rocks, and gravel. It was a slow piece of work as it covered so much ground. I stayed with it and finally completed it, and everyone said it was a fine piece of work. In September I built a small one for Brother Steele.

In October 1866 we prepared to move to Bear Lake County. My parents and my brother Fred moved there the fall before. Fred brought his ox team to move us to Bear Lake. It was very cold and stormy all the way. Brother Lewis went with us from Cache Valley. We arrived at the foot of the mountains November 5, 1866. It was almost dark and it had been raining all day. The road was so slippery the oxen could hardly make any headway. We were afraid to camp for fear of snow, then we couldn’t get over the dug way for a long time. We had two wagons and three yoke of oxen. Fred and Brother Lewis went on ahead and we followed. We had not gone far before it started snowing. The snow came in big flakes that covered everything. Soon the snow was so deep that we could hardly see the road. Brother Lewis tried to walk on as the teams were so heavily loaded with provision, but the snow was so deep we had to ride. We arrived in Liberty on November 6, at 2:00. We had dinner at Brother John Hymas’; that was the first we had eaten all day. We let our teams eat for about two hours, then drove into Paris. It was after dark when we arrived. The roads were very bad, and the lights were on the south as the houses all faced that way, and we drove into Paris from the north. My parents and brothers were glad to see us.

My parents had a comfortable two rooms, with a cellar and lean-to to make another room. We lived with them that winter. One room had a slate floor and the others had wooden floors. Father said there was plenty of room here in Bear Lake and plenty of lumber in the hills to build our home. The next thing was to get a lot to build a home on. There were no sw mills in the country then, so we had to go to the hills and get logs to build our homes. My brother George and I hauled logs to build a two roomed house. He helped saw lumber for floors, doors, and windows. That was more than any of the houses had at that time. They had either slate rock or straw for floors, but mostly straw. I finished our home in May. The grain froze and we had to go to other valleys for grain and flour. The ones that made their own bread had black bread. We had very hard times every year either from frost or grasshoppers taking our corps, but we were counseled to keep on. That year I had a herd of sheep on shares, but people complained about them being a nuisance so I got rid of them. Then I went to Cedar City Valley and got some cattle to herd, for the Wilcox family on shares. We moved up here and took their cattle to Dingle in 1875.

I was hired to go to Nounan Valley and look after the cooperative there. I lived there until the fall of 1879, when I moved to Paris. Then in May 1880, I moved back to Nounan. Two of our children were born there, Drusilla and Margaret.

In the spring of 1881 I moved to Liberty and took over the union Dairy there. I worked for Brother Horsley for three years, then bought the old Joe Rich ranch, and lived there until 1908. Then I sold out to Joseph Wilcox and moved to Paris that year. My wife and I went to Logan to visit our son Frank, also a dear friend of ours, Brother and Sister Bowen, whom we had not seen since we left Salt Lake 40 years before. We also did some work in the Logan Temple and visited other friends we knew.

In the year 1910, in May, we went to Canada to visit our sons, George and William Passey, who lived there. We had a wonderful time, and on our way we visited my wife’s sister, Mrs Shaw and Mrs. George S. Baker.

Thomas Passey died December 10, 1910, and was buried in the cemetery at Paris, Idaho.
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William Theobald (1813) - 4th Great Grandfather

(Katie Anderson - James Clyde Anderson - Zona Dell Thornock - Roland Thomas Thornock - Ann Selina Passey - Drucilla Theobald - William Theobald)

William Theobald
1813-1895

Autobiography written Dec. 5, 1888

I, William Theobald, was born March 31,1813, at Freshwater, Isle of Wight, England. My father's name was John Theobald, who was born at the Parish of Feversham, County of Kent, in the year 1776, and died in the year 1859, at the age of 83 years. His forefathers were supposed to have come to England at the time of William the Conqueror. My mother's maiden name was Elizabeth Door, supposed to have been born about the year 1781 in the Isle of Wight, England, who died October 31, 1825, aged 44 years. All I know about her father's or mother's family is that her father was called Esquire Door. I had five brothers and four sisters as follows.

The first brother born died in infancy, I don't know his name.

My sister, Christian, was born in the year 1805 at Freshwater, in the Isle of Wight, and married one Benjamin Smith and had by him four children named as follows: Benjamin, George, and Percival, also one daughter who died when eight months old. Father, mother and daughter all died inside eight months of consumption. Benjamin is also dead and I don't know if the others are alive or not. Died April 27, 1883, aged 28 years.

My brother, John Baldwin, was born about the year 1807 at Freshwater, Isle of Wight and died June 15, 1886 in New Zealand. His family turned out bad, he was the father of five or six children.

Caroline, my next sister, was born in the year 1809, she never married and died April 23, 1840, aged 31 years.

My next sister, Mary, born in the Isle of Wight in 1811 and married a Mr. Stevens, who died leaving her with seven or eight children. One of her sons at the present time is working in Scotland in the railway office and one of her daughters married Benjamin Smith, her cousin.
I was the next in the family.

My next brother, George, was born in the year 1815 and died December 21, 1835, aged 20 years and unmarried.

Charles, my next brother, was born in the year of 1817 and died July 24, 1865, in the 48th year of his life. Married, but had no family.

My next brother was Thomas, born in the year 1819 and died in the year 1876. He married a Miss Murwood who had by him several children, boys and girls, who are alive at the time of writing this article.

My next sister was Anna, born in the year 1822 and is still alive at this date. She married Isaac Barnett, a sea captain and who died in Valparaiso of yellow fever. She had several children, sons and daughters.

As for my father's brothers and sisters, I know very little about them, only I know he has several brothers and sisters. As for my mother's brothers and sisters there are several of each and one Mr. Newbury married one of mother's sisters and one Mr. Bennett married another of her sisters. As for the Door family, they went into Wiltshire and I lost track of them.

And as for my own private history, as has been said, I was born at Freshwater, Isle of Wight, County of Hampshire, England. I worked on my father's farm until I was about twelve years of age, when my mother died and father married again, and at the age of sixteen, I was bound for five years to Mr. Barton to learn the trade of carpentry and wheelwright at which I worked until I was twenty-three years of age, when I slipped on board the Princess Charlotte, a British Man of War, of 120 guns commanded by Captain Fenshaw. The admiral's name was Sir Robert Stockford, where I worked as ship's carpenter until the year 1840. During which time I served at the Siege of Bayroot [Beirut?], which took place in the year 1839. We remained along the coast until the Egyptian troubles were over and settled. The Turkish Fleet was turned over to their own government again. Then we sailed for Portsmouth, England, where we were paid off. Then I went to work at my trade again.

While thus engaged, I became acquainted with Martha Lane, who I married in the month of August 1841. She was the daughter of Mr. William Lane and Martha Parish. She was born in Freshwater, Isle of Wight, England, October 18, 1816, and I had by her the following children namely Drusilla, born Oct. 22,1842, at Freshwater, Isle of Wight, our next child, a boy named Arthur, was born June 2, 1844. Our next child, a girl named Clara, born June 15, 1846, at Newport. George, born May 22, 1848. Our next child, a girl, that we named Ruth, who was born September 1, 1850, also at Newport, England. During those times I kept working at my trade, when one Paul Harrison came along preaching the gospel, which pleased me and I commenced to investigate the principles that he taught and I believed them true and came to the conclusion to cast in my lot among the people called Latter-Day Saints or the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints and was baptized in the year 1848 at South Sea, Common near Portsmouth, England.

My wife, Martha was converted and baptized about one year before I was. I still continued to work at my trade until the year 1850, when I made arrangements to leave England and come to America, the home of the Saints and to that end we took passage on board the George William Bonen, ship of about 1,000 tons surden and after a ten weeks passage landed at New Orleans, where we got on board a river boat and in two weeks landed at St. Louis, Missouri, where we arrived sometime in April, 1851. We stayed there about two weeks, then started for Council Bluffs where we arrived in May of that year where we got our outfit to cross the plains. There I must relate a dream or vision I had before I joined the church and while investigating and reading the Book of Mormon, which is as follows:

"While I was investigating the principles of the gospel, I dreamed there was a large man came to me and he looked like Joseph Smith and I though it was Joseph, he brought me across the plains and showed me all the camp grounds all along the road from the Bluffs into Salt Lake City, and very strange I never though of my dream from the time I left England until I was helping to drive up our work oxen preparing to start across the plains and it all came to me like a flash that I had seen those cattle before in a vision and all along the road I knew the camp grounds and when I came to the point of rocks at the mouth of Emigration Canyon, I knew it perfectly. Joseph brought me into the bench east of Salt Lake City and I was left there alone."

We joined Kelsies' company of one hundred and Isaac Alfred's company of fifty. We had three stampedes at one of which there was a woman and child killed. My oxen undertook to run. I took hold of my leaders horn and held them so that they could not get away and thereby saved my team from the stampede after one of them; we found our cattle twenty miles away.

October 3, 1851, we landed in the valley after a tedious journey we arrived in Salt Lake Valley. I then looked around to find a place where we could get to make our home and at least found a place in the First Ward that I bought from a Brother York, for which I paid him three hundred dollars. I then commenced work at my trade, and I was called to join the police force, where I served until called to come south to Washington County. During this time I had another child born, that I called Martha, for her mother. She was born January 20, 1853 and died June 9, 1858 and is buried in Salt Lake City. We also had a son born to us while in Salt Lake City that we name John Theobald, born February 14, 1855 and he died September 27, 1855 and was buried in Salt Lake City Cemetery. We then had another girl, born to us which we named Elizabeth, born January 24, 1858 in Salt Lake City. Our next child, a girl, was born January 24, 1859 and we named her Francis. I shortly after this met another calamity by the loss of my wife, who was one amongst the best of women.

On August 30, 1860, my wife died in child bed, the child was not born and her and the child were committed to the silent tomb in Salt Lake City, there to await the resurrection of the just. I now found myself alone with my children and as it is not good for man to be alone, I looked about for another companion. Accordingly, as I had been looking around to find a housekeeper, Mrs. Hardy directed a woman to me that had come in along with the Handcart Company by good providence; she came to be my housekeeper. Her name was Elizabeth Uren, a woman who had been married before and had some children and as she needed a father for her children and I needed a mother for my children, we concluded to be married and on the 24 of November, 1860, we went to the Council House and were married.

We were also sealed in the President's Office by President Brigham Young. We continued to live in the First Ward until I was called for Dixie. I had a child by my wife Elizabeth that we named Charlotte, it was stillborn, but came to this world on the 14th of August, 1861. In this same year we left Salt Lake City and came south and took up our resting-place at Duncan's Retreat on the Rio Virgin River and there my next child, a girl was born that we named Anna, born June 21, 1862. We there made a good place, although we had to work very hard to keep the terrible floods that often came down from washing us away, which it did.

And after living at Duncan's Retreat about ten years and find that our farm and orchard was washed away by the succeeding flood and my house was in danger, I came to the town of Toquerville, where I bought a place and made another home, this took place in the year 1871 and in the year 1864, on the 23 of March we had another child born to us that we name Mary. Our next child, a girl that we named Amelia was born on the 2nd of February, 1866. Our next child, a boy that we named Charles, was born August 4, 1870 and died August 21, 1870 and was buried at Duncan's Retreat. I then moved my family as comfortable as I could under the circumstances. I concluded to visit my old home where I was born and see my relations and friends once more. Accordingly, on the 6th of June, 1872, I left for England taking the train for Ogden. Thence to Omaha and then New York where I took passage on board the S.S. Montana where after a ten-day sail, I arrived in Levenport. I went from there to the Isle of Wight, found my sister Mary and many of my old friends and enjoyed my visit. Before my return home and about the time I arrived in Salt Lake City, I had another child born to me which we named Leanora Caroline, born August 12, 1872. She was born in Toquerville.

I will now give a short account of my wife Elizabeth Uren, who was the daughter of Thomas Uren and Mary Rowe. She was born at St. Kerven, Cornwall, England, August 22, 1829. She had been married before to a man by the name of Emanuel Ould in England while only a girl and went with him to the Cape of Good Hope, Africa, 1850. She set sail for her new home, but destined not to remain there long. Her first child was born February 24, 1851, named Mary Jane, and her next child was named Thomas, who was born December 28, 1854 and her next child, Elisa was born April 29, 1858, which lived only about two months and was buried at a place called Mulbury near Cape Town. During this time she heard the gospel preached by an Elder named Jesse Heaven. She believed and in the month of February, 1855, she was baptized by Elder Nicholas Paul into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Her husband being a notorious drinker and was otherwise bad, it was thought best for her to leave him and make her way to America.

So accordingly by advise and council, she stole herself away about the 7th of March in the year 1860 in the company of Nicholas Paul and family as a helper to the family in a fore and aft schooner. She put in at the island of St. Helens and visited Napoleon's tomb and Jacobs Ladder; over a hundred steps; called at the island of St. Thomas from thence to New York, where she arrived sometime in June, stayed in New York three weeks then left for St. Louis, where she remained three more weeks. Still waiting for a company to cross the plains. Arrived after much delay and trouble at Council Bluffs, where she got into Captain Stoddard's company and traveled in the company with the handcarts and after the usual troubles and trials, consequent with a long tedious journey of more than a thousand miles, arrived the last week in September, 1860, about one week before the October Conference. At this time Mrs. Hardy knowing that I wanted a housekeeper, sent this Mrs. Elizabeth Ould to me and upon further acquaintance, she pleased me, and we were married as previously stated on the 24 of November, 1860.
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