Wednesday, September 29, 2010

James David Coon (Mormon Pioneer)


A Sketch of his life by his daughter, Mamie Mary Coon Thomas

My father, James David Coon was born in Green County, Illinois in the year 1842, the day, December 7th. He came with his father, Abraham Coon, to Utah in 1849.

They settled close to the Jordan River. Grandfather homesteaded a place there and built a two-story adobe house which is still standing and occupied by families. They helped in various ways to pioneer and build up the valley. As Father grew up he worked with his father in the canyons getting out logs and hauling stones for building purposes such as the Temple and other buildings.

They took up stock raising and also horses. They had some of the finest horses in the Valley. Grandfather was a coppersmith by trade. In the year 1856 Grandfather was called by Brigham Young to go to Carson Valley to help colonize that place and my father, James David went with him. He was then 14 years old. Those were the days when polygamy was practiced by the Mormons. Grandfather had more than one wife. My father's mother, Elizabeth Yarbrough, was his first wife. His second wife was Elizabeth Wilson. It was she who went with Grandfather to Carson Valley. She had four children and just a small baby. After arriving there she took sick and died, leaving these little children without a mother. They had to make her a coffin out of a wagon box to bury her in. In those early days there was nothing else available. My father had to take care of these little children most of the time. Grandfather hired a woman to help take care of the children. They called her Scotch Ellen. She didn't know much about cooking or caring for the children but between her and my father together, they got along.

Father said one time she turned in and baked up nearly a whole sack of flour at once in what they called cold water cakes and put them on a shelf for them to eat cold. When Grandfather came in and saw them he was stunned. He said to my father, “Dave, you will have to go back to cooking. We can't stand that.” Flour and food was scarce and that kind of bread would be a waste. They could not eat it.

My father, James D. Coon, married my mother, Mary Worthington [on] 10 March 1866, in the Old Endowment House in Salt Lake City. They lived in Huntsville, Ogden Valley, for quite a few years. Part of there family was born there. They had lots of good friends and neighbors among their close friends was Apostle David O. McKay's parents. They all went to dances together and had enjoyable times.

Their first four children were born in Huntsville, James David, Abraham, Joseph, and Rose.

They later moved back to Salt Lake and lived in Grandfathers adobe house by the Jordan River. We lived there for about ten years and my father worked for grandfather on the place. It was in this house I was born, as were also five others of my brothers and sisters, namely, Jacob, Effie, Frank, Mamie, Sarah, and Hyrum.
In those days the Indians were camped all around us. Grandfather was always friendly to the Indians. He said it was better to be good to them than to fight them. They always liked Grandfather and respected him.

We later moved out to Pleasant Green, now called Magna. Father did farming and stock raising and worked in the canyon and helped to get the water out of the canyon for irrigation purposes. We had a wonderful spring with the best water in the country right on our place which Father homesteaded. We had beautiful gardens and fruit trees and an alfalfa field all watered from this spring. Father and Mother lived on this place the rest of their lives. My parents had a family of 18 Children. Six of them were born at this home, Maud, Walter, Alonzo, Albert, Flossie, and Wilford.

Father died 11 February, 1921, Mother, 8 December 1932. Grandfather, Abraham Coon, born April 3, 1910, Heron Creek, Ohio died March 27, 1886, Salt Lake City. Grandmother, Elizabeth Yarbrough, born 22 December 1808, Montgomery County, Tennessee, died Jan 15, 1894, Pleasant green, Utah. Mother's father James Worthington died in England, we suppose. He never came to this country. My father's own brothers and sisters were John Coon, William Coon, James David Coon, Elizabeth Coon Hawkins, Francis Coon Hardman, Rachel Coon Cooley, Permelia Coon. His half-brothers and sisters were Jane Coon Baker, Isaac Coon, Jacob Coon, Mary Coon Gardner.

Obituary Notice of James David Coon, Sr., in a Salt Lake Paper.

James David Coon Sr., 78 years old, passed away at his home in Pleasant Green Friday, Feb. 11, 2:00 P.M. Death resulted from infirmities incident to old age.

Mr. Coon was the son of Abraham Coon and Elizabeth Yarbrough Coon. He was Born Dec. 7, 1842, in Green Co., Ill. He joined the L.D.D. Church when a boy and came to Utah in 1849. First settling on the Jordan River, he later moved to what is now known as Pleasant Green. Mr. Coon grew up under the hardships and trials of pioneer life. As a farmer and stock raiser he helped to construct the first canals and ditches to water the fields of Pleasant Green. In the early days he also aided in the construction of the railroad. He was a member and worker in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.

Mr. Coon is survived by his widow, 8 sons and 5 daughters, besides numerous grandchildren and several great-grandchildren. Sons of the deceased pioneer are: James D., Jr., Joseph, Jacob, Hyrum, Walter, Alonzo, Albert, Wilford: the daughters who survive him: Mrs. Rose Kelson, Mrs. Effie Sugden, Mrs. Mamie Thomas, Mrs. Maud Wilson, and Mrs. Flossie Rasmussen. Funeral services will be held Sunday Afternoon at 2:00 P.M. In the Pleasant Green Ward Meetinghouse. The body may be viewed at the Larking Undertaking Parlors until 10:00 O'clock Sunday morning and at the residence of his son, Joseph Coon, Pleasant Green, from 11:00 until 1:30 on the day of the funeral. Interment will be in the Pleasant Green cemetery.

Elizabeth Phillips

Elizabeth was born January 4, 1844 in Llanelly, Carmarthenshire, South Wales. She married Thomas Coslet Thomas on August 19, 1872 in Salt Lake City—his second, consecutive, wife. His first wife had died shortly after arriving in the Salt Lake Valley. She died September 15, 1893, in Salt Lake City, only months after the long-awaited dedication of the Salt Lake Temple.

Thomas Coslet Thomas

Thomas Coslet Thomas was born in 1841 in Llwynmadog, Llanddausant, Carmarthenshire, Wales to John Thomas and Mary Coslet Thomas. John was the son of Thomas Thomas and Hannah Rowland. Mary was the daughter of Samuel Coslet and Ann Rees. Thomas Coslet married Alis (Alice) Powell Rowland on Oct. 3, 1870. Because he came after the railroad, he is not considered a pioneer.

Thomas and his family joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints (Mormons) and immigrated to Utah, but Alis died in the Salt Lake Valley only four months after she and Thomas Coslet were married. Thomas Coslet later met Elizabeth Phillips and married her on the 19th of August 1872 in the Salt Lake LDS Temple and was sealed to his parents the same day. Elizabeth was the daughter of John Phillips and Sophia Thomas.

Thomas Coslet was a poet, author, weaver, and salt miner. He operated a salt plant in Salt Lake County which later became the Morton Salt Company. Five generations of his descendants have worked at the Salt Company, and one of his great-great-grandsons is the current CEO and Chairman.
Thomas and Elizabeth had 7 children, four of whom were stillborn and three of whom lived to adulthood: Coslet Thomas b. 1881, John Thomas b. 1876, and Sophie "Effie" Thomas (Davies) b. 1878. Thomas Coslet's wife died in 1893 at the age of 54, and Thomas died the 16 Jan. 1908 in Provo, Utah at age 67.

Tribute to Wales
Solo: “THE BREAK OF DAY”

Wales, Wales, where first we found sunshine
In narrow vales and hilly shelves
Endowed with heavy dew.
We toiled to pay for our abode
Before our shoulders got so broad,
And by and by we found a road
Where our endearings grow
That claimed our hearts, we know not why,
Until long days had wings to fly,
While our fate was guarded by
The Red, White and Blue.

Wales, Wales, where once we felt oppressed
As we knew not that we were blessed
Of all the human race
Where wealth abounds to meet the sky
Without a partial case.
We own a fame from ancient times
So little known in other climes,
Because our language and our rhymes
So fair, have changed a face.

Who say our states are gone but few
Ignore that Red, White and Blue
Are born by kindred arms.
Old Walia “Cradle of the the Whites”
Is still abounding of delights
That win the heart, that leads to rights;
Converted into charms.
Though we are welcomed in the West
And feel that we are greatly blessed
We still regard the Crown and Crest
Adorn our native farms.

Peace, Peace, as healing breeze
And civil freedom's fair release
Be strewn in Walia's ways.
All powers who guard the host from need
And also from aggressive greed
May never see the sun recede
Beyond their own surveys.

Old lonely Walia, wake to find
The truths which graced the humane mind,
In ages past and be inclined
To share of wisdoms rays.

T.C. Thomas (Glaslwyn) (Blue Bush)

Image of Carmarthenshire, Wales, where Thomas was born and raised (found online).
The focal point of the area is Kidwelly Castle, built from 1200 to 1476 A.D.

Sybilla Xaverius Miller

Above: Sybilla as a bride 
Sybilla was born 1 March, 1847 in Rothville, Lancaster County, Pennsylvania, and died 15 Aug 1935 in Los Angeles, California. She is buried in the Evergreen Cemetery, Belvedere, California. One census shows her living with her Grandparents Samuel and Mary Magdalena Mellinger. 

The Getz Family

Sybilla and daughter Alice Getz Foster
It is assumed that the two photos we have of them, shortly before their deaths were given to Sybilla, and we now have the originals dating to 1861. Scott Mellinger, a direct descendant whom I contacted online was fascinated that photos existed of these ancestors and would like to preserve the photos.

Jacob Getz


Jacob Getz was born February 21, 1840, the son of Isaac Getz and Barbara Croft. He died November 22, 1921 in Belvedere, California. His temple work was done in 1950, probably by his grandson, Arthur Henry Foster. He was the father of ten children.
 

Robert L. Foster (Civil War Veteran) and Sarah "Sally" Ann Cox

Robert L. Foster and Sarah “Sally” Ann Cox
Robert Foster was born June 20, 1834 in Hancock, Indiana. His pension record states that Robert Foster enlisted in the Civil War 27 August 1862. Discharged at Little Rock, Arkansas 26 June 1865, with gun shot wounds suffered in the Battle of Prairie Grove, on 1 November, 1863; wounded in head and gravel, ruptured lower abdomen and skin disease. Death Certificate states Robert, 70, male, white, Residence at 19th and Z Streets, died of tuberculosis on 16 August, 1904; buried 17 Aug. 1904 at Laurel Hill Cemetery, South Omaha, Nebraska.

BATTLE OF THE LITTLE BLUE
While living near Frankfort, Robert enlisted in a local Militia unit and was at the battle of the The Little Blue, described on pg. 208-209 (see below).
On Sept 27, 1864, Gen. Price, with his Confederate Army, invaded Missouri from the south, advancing almost to St. Lewis, where he made a westward turn. At first sign of invasions, the Kansas forces, under Gen. Blunt, were called out to help in the defense of Missouri. The union units, to which the Foster brothers belonged, set up a defense line just east of Lexington, Missouri, where the Rebel forces attacked them.
After a short, sharp engagement, the Rebel force outflanked this position, and the Union Militia retired to the west bank of the Little Blue River. They had gotten a few reinforcements, but, again, the confederates outflanked their position. The Union force retired still further westward and set up a defense position bordering Independence Missouri. More reinforcements arrived during the night, under Gen. Curtis, who out-ranked Gen. Blunt.
All during October 22, Gen. Price's forces attacked the Union troops with infantry, cannon and cavalry. This time, the reinforced Kansas Militia was able to beat off each assault, although the Confederates did capture a portion of Independence. During the night, however, Union Army units that had been dogging Gen. Price's trail, arrived on the scene. Again the opposing forces battled long and hard, until finally a Union cavalry charge pushed the Rebels out of Independence. Soon thereafter, Gen. Price decided he had urgent business in the state of Arkansas, and took off with the Union troops in hot pursuit. It was during this pursuit that Milton S. Foster was taken prisoner and confined in the infamous prison at Tyler, Texas.
This is the way Silas J. Foster described the battle of October 23, 1864:-- "After a cool, damp night, we lay in the 'brash' along the Little Blue and traded shots with the Rebels. Early in the fight, one of my men was hit by a sharpshooter, the Minis ball lodging under the skin near his elbow. While he was removing the ball with his knife, a second ball entered just above the elbow, drove upward under the skin, and lodged near his shoulder.
The damp air 'helt' the smoke from our muskets and cannon close to the ground, so thick we often had to hold our fire till it cleared enough so we could see targets to shoot at. We would have at it again, but after a few rounds from our cannon, and musket volleys, the smoke would be as thick as before., But we were doing pretty well, for the Rebs had had enough after taking our lead for three hours. They headed south, with us on their tails. We hiked our boots off, but were unable to catch 'em, and we were very willin' to let the horse soldier take over the job at evening of the second day." (In his every day speech, like most of his age group, Silas J. (Silas Jackson Foster) used see'd for saw, Brash for brush, and fought was always, fit.) by Flavius Foster.
Robert Foster family. Son Daniel Foster is standing in the middle.

“Seedlings of William Foster" by Flavius Foster, Book II, pg. 39 states:
“Robert, last child of Dennis and Polly Foster, born in Hancock Co, Indiana, went to McLean Co, Illinois with his parents. Here, he grew to manhood, met and married his cousin, Sally Ann (Sarah Ann) Cox, pg. 117. In 1859, Robert and family joined the families of his father-in-law, John Cox, and uncle, Harrison Foster in a wagon train bound for Kansas territory. Robert lived with his Uncle til Harrisons' death, near Frankfort, Kansas.
While living near Frankfort Robert enlisted in a local Militia unit and was at the battle of the The Little Blue, described on pg. 208-209. In 1868, after the death of John Cox, Robert took his family to Washington Co., Kansas and settled near present-day Haddam. At that time there were three large families of Fosters and Coxes living in that area, but today, 1979, no Fosters live there. Two and one half miles south of Haddam, on the west side of the highway, is a cemetery, the land of which was donated by one of the Foster families. Here, in an unmarked grave, Sally Ann rests. She died of tuberculosis, the "White Plague" of the period.
After the death of his first wife Robert moved to the old Solomon River settlement where many of his cousins lived. Here, he took up a homestead as a civil war veteran, which he later sold.
Today this land supports several oil-producing wells. After selling his land, Robert moved back to eastern Kansas, where he met and married his second wife, Margaret Ellen Howard, widow of Thomas H. Smith. Robert is buried in the Laurel Hills Cemetery, Omaha, Nebraska."

Sarah “Sallie” Ann Cox
Sarah Cox is also listed “Sallie Ann Foster” on affidavits. She was born 23 December 1836 in Illinois. On August 20th, 1856 she married Robert Foster. They had seven children together: Mahala, Clarissa, Malinda, Daniel, Harrison, Dorcas and Joseph. Her first child, Mahala, died just two days after birth, and Harrison at age four. Sarah died on December 29, 1884 at age 48 in Haddam, Washington County, Kansas. See the family photograph with her on the previous page.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

James Ross Young & Elizabeth Seeley (Mormon Pioneers)


A short history by Blanche Nielson

James Young was born 20th of September 1804 in Lancaster, Gray Co., Upper Canada, in the Ontario provinces. He was the son of Thomas Young and Christina Ross.

The parents, honest and up-right, were tillers of the soil, and could have earned a fairly good living, enjoying the comforts of normal living, had it not been they were subjects of the English rule, and must abide by the laws of England and attend the Church of England which then prevailed in that country.

All just acquire an elementary school education, so James attended the little district school some two miles distance from the Young farm house. Here, due to the scarcity of paper, little writing was taught, reading being the chief subject.

In Lancaster, the warm summer months were short, and the winters long and severe, with snow often reaching the depth of eight feet. The chilly blasts from the North often caused the temperature to reach 50 degrees below zero for weeks at a time. During these cold spells, woolen socks, high boots, fur-lined coats, pants, ear-muffs and caps were fashionable clothing, while sleighs were the most popular conveyance. 
When but eight years of age, the life of James became troubled and sad. The war of 1812 broke out between England and America. Father Young, living under the British form of Government, was called into service to help defend his country. It was nearing winter, when sorrowful goodbyes were said and Thomas Young left his family alone, yet unafraid, he went to fight life's battles.

The war rage around and near the Young home, and often seemed a part of the frigid blasts of a raging winter. The roar of cannons and bullets were brought by the winds and blizzards nearer the settlements, and could be distinctly heard by anxious mothers and their children. How welcome was the promise of peace, when the fury of war abated, and Thomas Young returned to loved ones, much broken in health, because of lack of food and clothing on the battle front. 

Thomas Young was of French Canadian descent, and a real Christian Character--kind and faithfully believing in the teachings of the Protestant religion.

Youthful days passed quickly and when James was able, he not only helped his father on the farm, but worked in the forests as a lumberman.

In 1825, when the Erie Canal was opened to transportation, James became a sailor on one of the canal boats. It was while thus engaged, that he met the Seeley Family, and became interested in young Elizabeth Seeley, who he married in 1828. This sacred event was performed by a Protestant Minister in the presence of family members.

Elizabeth spent much time visiting with her parents while James remained a sailor; later, the young couple went to Whitby, upper Canada, to make their home.

On the 21st of April, 1829, a son, John was born in this humble home. Two years later, a tiny daughter, Mary, made her appearance--on the 16 June, 1831. Elizabeth, alone so much of the time, enjoyed the love and companionship of the children. Fourteen months after Mary arrived, a second daughter, Anna was born one sultry day--the 24th August, 1832. Each baby added more joys to the young household. The father, now a farmer, was able to be at home with his family.

During the next four years, many changes took place. Two more little girls were added to the Young household. Sarah, or Sally as she was called, born 8 Oct. 1834; Elizabeth, or Betsy, born 29 March 1826. When Betsy was just two months old, Elder Parley P. Pratt came to Whitby, carrying the message of the everlasting Gospel, preaching with much success. One year later, the Young family accepted this glorious message and were baptized in the spring of 1837. Now, their greatest desire was to join with the Saints of Missouri.
James Young, while a sailor, had been able to put aside some money for future use. Among his savings, he had several gold pieces which he desired to keep, and he stowed them away in a small sack. They were among the treasured possessions of James, when the family made final preparations to leave Canada forever.
Traveling by water was much cheaper than by land; so the Young family boarded a Passenger Steamer, sailing across Lake Erie, down the Erie Canal to Ohio, traveling where they remained for a short time. Here, troublesome days with mob violence was experienced. Threatening clouds hung low over the Church members.
The enemies of the Church rapidly gained power. After much of this, James Young and his family were given four days to leave the State of Missouri. It was mid-winter, extremely cold, when the Young family began their journey toward Nauvoo, Illinois, in the year 1838. On crossing the Mississippi River, the flat boat, used in crossing, hit a snag, throwing all into the icy water. No one was drowned, but most all the luggage was lost, including the priceless sack of gold pieces belonging to James Young.
For awhile things were peaceful in the beautiful city of Nauvoo. James Young helped in the construction of the Mansion House and the Nauvoo Temple. After three years spent in Nauvoo, James moved his family to Des Moines, Iowa. The Young Family became close friends of the Prophet Joseph, and great was their sorrow, as they watched the mob take Joseph Smith and his brother, Hyrum toward Carthage.

While living at Des Moines, another little daughter, Hannah was born to the Youngs, arriving the 10th of May 1842.

After the martyrdom of the prophet, the 27th June 1844, mob activities were soon renewed. At a conference held in the fall of 1845, President Brigham Young decide it would be best to begin to journey westward. In the spring of 1846, the James Young family boarded their few belongings into the wagon and crossed the State of Iowa, settling for a year just below Winter Quarters in Nebraska. Here plans were hurriedly made to prepare them for the long trek across the plains. By the spring of 1847, all was in readiness. The Young family departed the 17th of June 1847. They were assigned to travel in the second hundred, with Captain Edward Hunter in charge. The first fifty with Joseph Horne, Captain, and the fourth ten with Daniel M. Thomas as Captain.
For three months, they journeyed day by day, in sultry weather as well as in rain and mud. James drove the oxen, while his family trudged at his side. Before the journey's end, food became scarce, but James and his son, John—both good marksmen, kept on hand plenty of buffalo meat and wild game.

It was late September when they reached the valley. James moved his family to the east bench, living in a wagon box until a log cabin could be built. The following spring, James helped to make adobes and brick.

In 1851, James Young, his wife and three daughters settled in Pleasant Grove, Utah. [She may have meant Mt. Pleasant]. Here, he took up land, and soon had some of the ground ready to reap a harvest.

When the first school was built, James helped to make the adobes, and did his share on its erection. With a real pioneer spirit, James braved the hardships of each passing year, never too discouraged after a crop failure to try again.

Many times, James and his good wife, Elizabeth, journeyed to Salt Lake to attend Conference with a covered wagon and a yoke of oxen. Later, a team of mules was the family's pride, which often furnished transportation for James and Elizabeth to spend the holidays with their married daughters and families living at Mt. Pleasant, Utah.

For sixty-seven years, this happy couple went on living, loving, working and enjoying life together. Hand in hand, they climbed the rugged hill-top of life, together; then , one winery day in December, just three days after Christmas, Grandpa Young waved a fond farewell to those so near and dear to him in Utah Valley, as he gently slipped from view, beyond the hill of Mortal Live, at the ripe old age of ninety. His passing came the 28th of December 1894, and today, a stone of sandstone marks his grave in the Mt. Pleasant Cemetery. Elizabeth died March 30th, 1900 in Mt. Pleasant, and was buried the next day.

*We have his patriarchal blessing.
*See more on Elizabeth in the Seeley History Book Volume II.

Jane Richmond (Mormon Pioneer)

Jane Richmond Staker was born August 25, 1810 in Pickering, Ontario, Canada. She was the daughter of David Richmond, a Loyalist and Merca Ray also of Loyalist parentage. She was a beautiful, black-haired French girl. She married Nathan Staker in 1827. Nathan and Jane were taught the gospel by the Pratts and Brigham Young and were baptized June 11 1835. They were Methodists before being baptized member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

They wanted to gather with the saints in Zion so they moved to Kirtland, Ohio, here her fourth child Alma was born June 15, 1836. They joined Zion's Camp for the move from Kirtland to Jackson County, Missouri.

On the move from Kirtland, Jane did not get along with the overseer of their group and on one occasion when a slough about 15 feet wide was being forded, all the teamsters would start their teams into the slough then grab on the back end of the wagon and wade through. When Nathan's turn came, he got the team and wagon in the slough, then taking a little run jumped over dry shod. Mr. Lamereaux the overseer, was vexed and ordered him to take water, threatening him with his riding whip and when Nathan made it dry shod Lamereaux spurred his horse across the slough and striking Nathan with the whip ordered him to wade back into the water. At this time Jane took over, wrenched the whip out of the Wagon-boss' hand and hit him in the face with hit.

In Church History Vol 3 page 128 it reads: “Friday 17 July 1838, Nathan Staker was requested to leave the Camp in consequence of the determination of his wife, to all appearance, not to observe the rules and regulations of camp. There had been contentions in the tent between herself and Andrew Lamereaux, overseer of the tent, and also contentions with his family several times on the road, and after the camp stopped in this place, the council had become weary of trying to settle these contentions between them. Andrew Lamereaux having gone to Dayton to labor, taking his family with him, was not present at the Council, neither was there any new complaint made, but the impossibility of Brother Staker to keep his family in order was apparent to all and it was thought to be the best thing for him to take his family and leave the camp.

The Staker family stayed in Springfield, Illinois and then moved to a farm between Nauvoo and Carthage. They lived here at the time of the Martyrdom of the Prophet Joseph and his brother Hyrum. They were near enough to Carthage to hear the firing of the guns on that fateful day of June 27, 1844.

The Nathan Stakers returned to Springfield, Illinois in the fall of 1844. The following year, 1845, they again went to Nauvoo, Illinois. In 1846 the family started west with a company of Saints. On account of poverty and adverse circumstances they were forced to remain at Pigeon Grove, Iowa for five years. Before leaving there the whole family came down with Smallpox. Jane was so ill, her face was swollen and a solid scab caused by the dreaded disease that they could not distinguish the location of her eyes. Her baby was brought in to see her. The baby was afraid and turned away. She said “I must be a terrible sight, even my poor baby doesn't know me.”
Jane Richmond died of Smallpox February 4, 1852, and was buried at Pigeon Grove, Pottawattamie, Iowa, leaving her husband and seven children. Jane had received a blessing from Brigham Young in which he said she would make he journey to the valley with the Saints. Her death was a lamentation on their minds, they couldn't understand.

When they finally reached the valley, they went to see President Young, telling him their feelings. He told them, “Your dear wife and mother did reach the valley of death, with six hundred or more who died on the way.” He told them that she was called by our Heavenly Father for a purpose we cannot understand at this time. “Your mother has gone to the Highest Degree of Glory, to a much happier place than this.”

Jane's children were: John, William Henry, Sarah Jane, Alma, Nathaniel (died as an infant), Nathan Richmond (died at Pigeon Grove of smallpox), Aaron, Lydia Margarete, Mary Ann, and Joseph Smith.

*We have her patriarchal blessing.

Nathan Staker (Mormon Pioneer)

 


A HISTORY OF NATHAN STAKER

As told to his granddaughter Dora Day Sanderson by his daughter 
 
Eliza Jane Staker Day. He was born 28 November 1801 in Pickering, Canada. His father was Conrad Staker, and his mother was Cornelia Snook. He lived in Canada first, moved to the United States, and then back to Canada. He was a Methodist Minister
when he heard the Gospel and moved his family to Springfield, Illinois. His wife Jane Richmond contacted small pox at Pigeon Grove, Iowa and died, leaving nine children. They were John, William, Sarah, Alma, Nathaniel, Nathan, Richmond, Lydia, Aaron, Mary and Joe. Nathaniel and Nathan died in infancy. 
 
He came to Utah in Henry Miller's Company, arriving in September 1852. He settled in PleasantGrove where he helped pioneer that city and held offices of responsibility in Church and state. Here he met and married Eliza Cusworth Burton in 1857. In 1858 they moved to Mt. Pleasant, Sanpete County, where he took an active part in pioneering that city. He got his portion of land in the North Field near North Creek (later it was taken up by the preemption Act and he paid the government $1.25 per acre to receive deeds). Later he took a large farm and developed it east and north of the round hills. This was later divided with his three sons: Joseph, Jim and Joe Burton (son of his wife) who always shared equally with his own sons. He taught school for two years, receiving very little pay. That pay was in produce. He taught many years for nothing. He suffered the hardships of pioneer life and was active in the Black Hawk War and other Indian troubles. For more than two years he herded the town sheep herd in what was then called Thistle Valley, now Indianola.

Here he was continually in grave danger of being killed by Indians, but he was always kind and honest with the red-man, feeding them instead of fighting them. Many times he gave his dinner pot of mutton and dumplings to them, winning their respect and friendship. He was a good farmer and gardener. He planted fruit trees and had one of the first and finest orchards in Mt. Pleasant. He exchanged cheese and meat for fruit trees with his son William who lived in the Sugar House Ward in Salt Lake City. In the fall he and his wife would go to Pleasant Grove where he worked in the molasses mill or potato fields. His wife Eliza, would dry fruit by spreading it upon the roof of the houses. 
 
He was an honest, hard working, industrious man and raised a large family. He truly believed in the old maxim, "Do to others as you would that they should do to you". He was a good Latter Day Saint. His children all loved him for he was always tender, loving and kind to them. He believed in keeping out of debt, and never ran one. He taught his children and his wife to attend Church and Sunday School. They never missed a meeting in their lives unless they were ill. He was President of the High Priests Quorum for many years. When he came to Mt. Pleasant, he had an ox team and wagon. With these he farmed many years. One day after plowing till noon he turned his oxen out to graze on weeds called "Blackseed” while he ate his lunch. One ox, being tired and hungry, ate so much that he bloated and died. That night Nathan walked home leading one ox. He soon traded for another though, as he could not farm with one ox. He raised grain, wild hay, potatoes, and all kinds of green vegetables—enough to keep his large family and also help a lot of others not so fortunate.

He paid his tithing always. He cut grain with a cradle, which left it in swaths. Then he bound it into bundles with its own straw. He dexterously twisted the headstand after pulling the band tight, twisting and folding the butts so the band would not slip while it was being shocked, hauled and stacked. After threshing the grain, the chaff was used for feed for the cattle and the straw was used to roof the sheds and stables to keep the cattle warm and dry. He had cows, pigs, sheep and other animals to help make a living. The sheep were the most useful as Grandmother spun the wool into yarn from which she knitted all their stockings. She also sent wool to the mills to be carded and spun and woven into home spun cloth from which she made their clothing. She was the best and fastest knitter in town. Besides knitting for her own family she often knitted for others. She taught all her girls to be good knitters. Grandfather took great care of everything. He would mix buckets of feed in layers of chaff and grain, moistened with water. This was most economical and at the same time nutritious and fattening. The family made their own butter and cheese, and cured their meat in the old smokehouse. 
 
During the grasshopper plague they all went out to the field to dig trenches, brush the hoppers into the trenches, cover them with straw and burn them. In spite of all this hard work, fields were very bare and crops were very sparse. Their first home in Mt. Pleasant was one large room built of logs which grandfather cut and hauled from the mountains. The logs were chinked. The roof was made of willows and dirt. The house had a wood floor and was furnished with crude furniture which they made of rawhide woven crosswise from beef hides for chairs, stools, tables and bedsteads. They had a fireplace too. The cupboard was made by placing shelves across one corner of the room. Later another room was added to the one large room. The house had to be moved onto the farm and lived in while the paid and preemptioned their land. Later Grandfather Staker built and furnished an adobe home which still stands in Mt. Pleasant. Nathan Staker and Elizabeth Burton were married in the Endowment House in the spring of 1857. On 7 February 1858 their first child was born in Pleasant Grove. In 1859 they moved to Mt. Pleasant and were among the first settlers here. Eliza Jane Staker (my mother) was born 17 November 1860 in the old house.

Her father was delighted with this little new girl and loved and tended her a lot. Grandfather Staker had some cattle which he summered in the mountains. One of these, a nice fat steer died.

Upon finding it, grandfather opened it up and took out the tallow to make winter candles. They made the
candles by melting the tallow and running it into molds and cooling it. Grandfather had a small sore pimple on
his hand. Some of the tallow got into this sore. The doctor said the steer had possibly died from some poison.
The poison got into grandfather's blood through the sore. This blood poisoning caused his hand and arm to
swell badly and he was a very sick man for some time. Dr. Wing treated this by burning a ring around the arm
above the elbow with caustic acid. This treatment possibly saved grandfather's life but he suffered dreadfully for months. However he finally recovered. Nathan Staker was a very religious man and believed in and did a lot of Temple Work. He helped to build both the St. George and Manti Temples by sending men to work winters on them. He also sent food to board them while they worked. Joseph Burton was one of these men. (This would be Joseph Burton Jr.) He was always slightly lame on one leg resulting from an accident in the states when a tree he was cutting fell on him and no doubt would have killed him but for the protection of God, who spared him for a great mission.
 
The tree grazed his head but caught and smashed his heel. Nathan Staker lived to be eighty two years old, dying 19 May 1884 in Mt. Pleasant where he was buried 2
June 1884.

*We have his patriarchal blessing. His daughter wrote a poem about him before he died. There are many histories available of him. Google "Nathan Staker" for more information.
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Anna Maria Tobiasson (Mormon Pioneer)

Birthdate: 13 Dec 1804 Algustrum, Kalmar, Sweden
Death: 12 May 1864 Mt. Pleasant, Sanpete Co., Utah
Parents: Tobias Persson and Helena Persson
Pioneer: 5 Sep 1863 John F. Sanders Wagon Train
Spouse: Peter Nilsson Oman
Married: 15 Jul 1827 Kalmar, Sweden

CHILDREN:
Anna Lena, 12 Apr 1828, Nils John, 28 Jul 1829, Tobias Alfred, 7 Mar 1831, Anders Peter, 10 Jul 1833,
Olof Frederick, 10 Aug 1835, Maria Charlotta, 15 Apr 1838, Aaron Gustav, 1 Jul 1840,
Christina Charlotta, 25 Oct 1844, Maria Matilda, 10 Apr 1847, Tobias Alfred Oman, 4 Nov 1849

Anna Maria was born on the Island of Oland just off the south eastern coast of Sweden. Her birthplace of Algustrum is located in central Oland.

She married Peter Nilsson Oman on July 15, 1827, and in the next twenty-one years they were blessed with ten children in the same town. Peter was a mason by trade, and in their early married years , they were considered “well-to-do.”
In 1852, they were baptized as members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints by missionaries in that area. They were hard working faithful members of the church and did all they could to further the gospel. They did all they could to protect the missionaries from the mobs.

The entire family was active in the Church. Their sons, Anders and Nils served missions in Sweden and their thirteen year old son, Aaron, was appointed as a local missionary in Denmark. As funds became available, the older children emigrated to Zion. In 1863, Peter, Anna, and the two youngest children left Liverpool on the ship, “B.S. Kimball.” On June 6, 1863, they left Florence, Nebraska in the John F. Sanders Wagon Company to cross the Plains. They arrived in the Salt Lake Valley on September 5, 1864.
They went to Mt. Pleasant to settle. Anna passed away on May 12, 1864 in Mt. Pleasant, Utah at the age of fifty-nine, less than a year after arriving in the Salt Lake Valley.

Anna had done a great deal to further the work of the Lord as she supported her husband and her sons in their priesthood positions after their conversion to the Church. She also did a great deal for the missionaries who were serving in the area.

At one time the family was destitute for food. A knock at the door was answered by Anna Maria. A hand thrust through the door opening and placed five dollars in her hand, and left without being identified. Thus was the testimony given of the Lord's goodness to His children. “As you do unto others, so too, you shall be given.” Anna had a great devotion to the Church and a deep love for her family.

From the book: “Pioneer Women of Faith and Fortitude” Daughters of the Utah Pioneers.

Peter Nilsson (Nielson) Oman (Mormon Pioneer)

An engraving of Kalmar, from 1700. Our ancestors lived on this small Scandinavian island at this time, and had for generations. Image found in internet search.

Born: 6 Jun 1806, Algustrum, Kalmar, Oland, Sweden
Parents: Nils and Elizabeth Pehrsson Jonsson
Died: 24 Dec 1878, Mt. Pleasant, Sanpete, Utah
Arrived in Valley: 5 Sep 1863, John F. Sanders Co.
Married: Anna Maria Tobiasson on 15 Jul 1827, Algustrum, Sweden

Peter was a hard worker and after his marriage, there were considered “well off” as to the world's goods. They had a good farm, horses and cattle.

One day he went “security” for a friend and lost nearly everything. Peter was a mason by trade. Hoping to do better, he moved his family to Denmark to obtain work in the coal mines. It was hard to leave their home and friends but the most difficult part was to leave behind the graves of their three children.

In moving to Denmark, the spelling of their name was changed to Nielsen with the name of Oman/Omann added, meaning “Man from the island,” where they lived. (Oland)

They met the missionaries in 1852, and were baptized. The entire family became active in the Church. The boys went on missions, and the missionaries spent much time in their home.

Because of limited funds, the family left for the Valley at different times over a five year period, finally meeting again in 1863 in Mt. Pleasant, where the rest of the family had settled. Anna Maria died less than a year after they arrived. Peter never remarried. They all remained faithful to the church.

Submitted by: Mary Kathryn Brotherson Baldwin

From the book “Conquerors of the West: Stalwart Mormon Pioneers” Pages 1868-1870.

Lars Johnsen & Gunhild Eriksen (Mormon Pioneers)

Lars was born February 25, 1798 in Sondeled Aust-Agder Holdth, Sagen, Norway. His wife Gunhild was born August 14, 1807 in Aabo, Gjerstad, Aust-Agder, Norway. They were married July 7, 1825 in Of Oster, Riser, Norway. She was baptized June 16, 1852, and Lars was mostly baptized around the same time. They traveled to America as they made their way to Zion. Lars and his family were at Winter Quarters in 1856 and 1857. According to Florence Johnson Thompson's notes, they lost two children there at Winter Quarters.

John Tippets & Abigail Pearce (Mormon Pioneers)

John Tippets was born April 28, 1779 in Methan, Essex, Ma., and christened April 29, 1781 at the same place. He married Abigail Pearce at age 26, on January 21st, 1806. She was born May 27, 1789 in Groton, Middlesex, Ma. Her granddaughter Abigail Lodicia Tanner was most likely named after her. They were the parents of at least eight children. Abigail died November 3, 1837 in Liberty, Clay County, Missouri and John died in the same place sometime between 1845 and 1866.

Their son, John Harvey Tippets, was in the Mormon Battalion.

His father, John Tippets III was in Private James Jone's Company in the Revolutionary War, who marched on the alarm of April 19, 1775 to Concord: service, 4 days. (from A Compilation from the Archives, pub. Secretary of the Commonwealth, Wright? Potter Printing Co., State Printers, 1907. Massachusetts soldiers and sailors of the Revolutionary War.)

Lydia Stewart (Mormon Pioneer)

From Keith Thompson's book:

“Apparently Lydia was descended from the Stewart royal family in Scotland and on her mother's side was descended from Miles Standish. William and Amy Hulton Stewart were her parents.”

She was born November 18, 1773 in Bolton, Warren County, New York. She married John Tanner, a good baptist, and also a widower on January 2nd, 1801. She died May 31, 1825 in Bolton at age 52, several weeks after giving birth to her twelfth child. Many of her children would became a great strength to the newly organized Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

John Tanner (Mormon Pioneer)


See the new movie “Treasure in Heaven: The John Tanner Story” released in November 2009.

Born: 15 Aug 1778, Hopkinton, Washington, Rhode Island
Parents: Joshua and Thankful Tefft Tanner
Died: 13 Apr 1850, South Cottonwood, Salt Lake, Utah
Arrived in Valley: 17 Oct 1848, Amasa M. Lyman Company

Married 1st: Tabitha Bently, Jan 1800
(She died shortly after childbirth.)
Married 2nd: Lydia Stewart, Jan 2, 1801, Greenwich, Washington, New York
Married 3rd Elizabeth Beswick, 3 Nov 1825

John was a large acreage farmer, raised stock, and had a dairy. He had several farms, owned lumber mills, sawmills and planing mills. He owned some 2,200 acres of land with houses and barns to accommodate a number of families and orchards. He also kept a hotel. All these branches of business made work for his family and everyone he could hire.
Most of the land he owned was in timber. The land produced family essentials and was used also to barter for things they needed. He was a wealthy man and had much influence, being extensively known and respected. He was known for being honest and ready to help those in need.
When the missionaries visited him, he thought he might show them the error of their ways, but instead was converted and baptized in 1832. As soon as he heard of the Word of Wisdom, he quit all his bad habits. He had decided to join the saints in Kirtland and had started to sell off his land.
In December, he had a dream which so affected him that he felt he was needed right then in Kirtland. He sold his lovely home and left with his family in the winter. When they arrived in Kirtland, he was told that Joseph Smith had been praying that someone with money would come to help them pay the about-to-be-foreclosed mortgage on the land upon which the Kirtland Temple was being built. John loaned the Prophet the $2,000 he needed and further helped in many other ways to assist in the work of the church.
After helping in Kirtland, he took his family to Missouri where they met with much tribulation. He started for Illinois but remained in New Liberty, Missouri, for one year and then lived in Montrose for six years where he prospered.
In 1844 he was called on a mission to the Eastern States. On his way east he stopped in Nauvoo where he was paid back the money he had loaned the church for the land in Kirtland. He helped build the Nauvoo Temple and suffered the persecution of the saints. He and his family left Nauvoo after selling their home. He helped several other families on their way.
About the middle of January 1847, his house, three wagons with covers, supplies, groceries, and clothing were destroyed by fire. The only thing saved was part of the bedding. In the spring he assisted in fitting the pioneers going west, and he opened up another farm and raised a good crop. In June 1848, John fitted up another outfit so he and his family could leave for the Valley.
After arriving in the valley, he located in South Cottonwood. He suffered with rheumatism and was finally confined to his bed for several months before dying.

*Submitted by Arline M. Scott Brinton from the book “Conquerors of the West: Stalwart Mormon Pioneers” Volume 4.

The John Tanner Family
Leonard J. Arrington, Ensign, Mar 1979, 46

He gave the Church two fortunes—his wealth and a family that has built the kingdom ever since.

Authors’ original spelling has been retained, following standard historical practice. See reasons for spelling variations in “Nineteenth-Century Spelling,” Ensign Aug. 1975—including uncertain spelling conventions and spelling as an expression of personality.

It was the middle of December in 1834 when John Tanner, a recent convert to the Church in Lake George, New York, “received an impression by dream or vision of the night, that he … must go immediately to the Church” in Kirtland. He disposed of his property—several flourishing farms, a hotel, and orchards—loaded his numerous family and several neighbors into wagons on Christmas morning, and traversed the five hundred mile distance to arrive in Kirtland on a Sunday, January 1835.

He had indeed been needed. A mortgage on the temple site was falling due and, according to some accounts, the impoverished Prophet Joseph and some of the brethren had been praying for assistance. John Tanner did not hesitate. He loaned the Prophet two thousand dollars and took his note, loaned the temple committee thirteen thousand dollars, signed a note for thirty thousand dollars with the Prophet and others for goods purchased in New York, and made “liberal donations” toward the building of the temple.

There is no evidence that any of these loans were repaid. Later, when he moved with his family to Missouri to build up Zion there, they had a “borrowed team and one old broken down stage horse, and an old turn pike cart, a cag [keg] of powder, and $7.50 in cash,” according to his son, Nathan. (George S. Tanner, John Tanner and His Family, Salt Lake City: John Tanner Family Association, 1974, pp. 74–77. Subsequent references, unless otherwise noted, will be from this volume.)

It was the beginning of generations of Tanner service to the Church, service not only to the Church as a whole but also at ward and stake levels wherever they lived.

John Tanner was born in Rhode Island just two years after the signing of the Declaration of Independence. He would probably have stayed permanently in upper New York where he was one of the area’s leading entrepreneurs if he had not met the missionaries. By then, his family consisted of his second wife and six children. They would have seven more children; then, after the death of his second wife in 1835, he married Elizabeth Beswick, who added eight more children to the family. Fourteen of the children grew to maturity and all but four of them affiliated with the Church and moved to Utah: Sidney, John Joshua, Nathan, Louisa Maria, Albert Miles, Myron, Seth, Freeman, Joseph Smith (born in 1833 after the family joined the Church), and David Dan (p. 27).

John Tanner was a Bible-reading Baptist who, hearing rumors of Mormons in the neighborhood, went to the meeting so he could protect his Baptist brethren. For some months, his leg had been afflicted with open sores, a condition apparently without remedy. Propping himself up in his cart, he drove to the meeting, listened to the preaching of two redoubtable elders, Simeon and Jared Carter, and brought a Book of Mormon home after warning his Baptist friends that “they had better not fight against [the truth].”
A few days later, Jared Carter visited the home, administered to John, and commanded him to rise and walk in the name of the Lord. He never used his crutches again. John and Elizabeth were baptized on 17 September 1832. (See p. 52.)

From then on, John Tanner never looked back. From Kirtland, the family moved to Missouri, where they shared fully in the persecutions of the Saints. John’s son Myron remembers going with his father to grind wheat for the hungry family. Spotting some state militia on the way home, John gave twelve-year-old Myron quick orders to hide in a pile of brush, an action that may have spared the boy severe harm. One Missourian hit John in the head with a rifle, opening a seven-inch gash to the bone. Covered with blood, he had “such a horrifying appearance” that his captors turned him loose. Another son, Nathan, standing guard that night, confessed that “when I let my father through … I did not know him only by his voice as he was so covered with blood” (pp. 92–93).
Above: Depiction of Joseph Smith and John Tanner from church magazine article.
Without freedom to work their land in peace, the Tanners were poor when they joined the rest of the Saints in the forced exodus to Illinois. They settled first in Montrose where, Myron remembers, “our diet consisted almost exclusively of corn bread and milk”—and they sometimes ran out of corn (p. 101).

During their six years at Montrose, they not only established a good living for the family again, but paid off a portion of the $30,000 note that John had cosigned with the Prophet Joseph (see p. 102). John showed the same kind of loyalty over money matters just before he left on a mission in 1844. Meeting Joseph Smith on the streets of Nauvoo, he gave the Prophet his note for $2,000, signed in Kirtland in 1835 to redeem the temple land. The Prophet asked what he wanted him to do with it, and Father Tanner said, “ ‘Brother Joseph, you are welcome to it.’ The Prophet then laid his right hand heavily upon Father Tanner’s shoulder and said: ‘God bless you, Father Tanner, your children shall never beg bread.’ ” (p. 103.)

That prophecy was amply fulfilled. When the family moved west after the martyrdom of the Prophet, John Tanner sent two of his sons with the Mormon Battalion; was able to care for his own family and the seven plural wives and children of his son-in-law, Amasa Lyman, who was with the advance company; and had time to see his family settled and thriving in Cottonwood, a few miles south of Salt Lake City, before his death in 1850.

His ten children who came west fulfilled the Prophet’s prediction as they participated in the colonization, not only of South Cottonwood, but of San Bernardino, California; of such Utah communities as Beaver, Fillmore, Payson, and North Ogden; and of Arizona. The nine Tanner men were big—near six feet and over 200 pounds, generous, plain-speaking, and long-lived as well. (Those who came west averaged a lifespan of eighty-two years.) Each has a separate story to tell, but in the activities of the family as a whole, we can see their contribution to the Church. They consistently contributed to the growth of their communities; they served long and faithfully in their local wards and provided children and grandchildren who sat in the highest councils of the Church. Consistently devoted and hard-working, they gave their families economic and spiritual security and left an honorable legacy of commitment that has not decreased with time.

Sidney, the oldest son to come west, had fought in the Battle of Crooked River in Missouri, then settled in Montrose, Illinois, with his wife and five children. In the exodus from Nauvoo, his wife and the three youngest children died.

Despite his sorrow, he wrote an unwavering defense of his faith to his unbelieving parents-in-law: “In your letter you wanted to know what we wanted to move for. It was to go to a land of freedom, where we could enjoy the peace of society and our liberty.” He related his wife’s illness and death, then added: “She requested me to write to you and tell you that she died in the full triumph of the faith of Jesus Christ and her most desire for living was for the benefit of her family and friends and [to] do what she was afraid they would not do for themselves, that they might arrive to a glorious salvation in the kingdom of God, where she expects to meet them and enjoy their society.” (p. 234.)

After Louisa’s death, Sidney married Julia Ann Shepherd, a seventeen-year-old girl, who faithfully mothered his children. He settled in the Salt Lake Valley, then in San Bernardino, where he was elected to the city council and also served on the high council. When he returned to Utah, he brought with him Joseph Ridges, the Australian convert who designed the Tabernacle organ. Sidney died in Beaver, the father of twenty-two children, active in Church and community affairs. (See pp. 236–37.)

John Tanner’s next oldest sons, John Joshua and Nathan, both marched to Missouri in Zion’s Camp, spent a year helping the Saints move from Jackson County, and then relocated with their father and families in Kirtland. Nathan was the last survivor of Zion’s Camp and the ancestor of President Hugh B. Brown, apostle and counselor to President David O. McKay; of Fern Tanner Lee, wife of President Harold B. Lee; of President Nathan Eldon Tanner, counselor in four First Presidencies; and of Victor L. Brown, Presiding Bishop of the Church. Nathan’s daughter, Emily, married Franklin S. Richards, Church lawyer from the time of Brigham Young to. Heber J. Grant, and uncle to Elder Franklin D. Richards, now in the presidency of the First Quorum of the Seventy.

Even as a young man in Kirtland, Nathan’s testimony was powerful. He recalls one incident when the opposition to the Prophet was so bitter that one of the Seven Presidents of the First Quorum of Seventy proposed to disfellowship anyone passing Kirtland-printed banknotes. All of the seventies except Nathan voted to sustain the motion, but Nathan “arose and said I have some very grave objections. It is wall none [known] that Joseph and others are now in Canada chainging money to increas its circulation and I cannot rase my hand to cut them off. I realise the consequence.” Called thus to their senses, the quorum as a body voted to rescind their motion. (Journal of Nathan Tanner, typescript, Archives of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, pp. 1–2.)
Another side, a warmly tender side, is revealed in Nathan’s 1852–53 missionary journal in the Sandwich Islands. On 24 July 1853 he wrote with longing, “O how I would love to spend this day in grate Salt Lake City with the Saints & hear their choir music & lovely instruction from the stand & prehaps partisapate in a publick dinner of the best the country could produse. … [But] my enjoyments hear are not in eating nor drinking nor musacal instruements. But it is in the prosperity of the Work of God that is my only delight at presant. I can contemplate the restoration of this people to their former standing & beauty before God.” (Journal, 1852–53, vol. 4, pp. 3–4.) Despite homesickness, he was sustained by the greater vision of bringing the Hawaiian people to a knowledge of their origins and destiny.

Louisa Maria Tanner Lyman, John Tanner’s only daughter to come west, set a high standard of womanly loyalty, resourcefulness, and independence for the family to follow. Her courtship with Amasa Lyman was brief, and began in earnest when she, a sixteen-year-old, received a short letter from Amasa:

“Having been a wanderer, and desiring to enjoy the blessings that would result from the society of a companion who would participate with me in the changing scenes of life, if you desire or feel willing to converse with me on the subject of matrimony, please write your answer below. It is with the belief that I would be happy in your company that I write you.” (pp. 263–64.)

They were married ten days later and Amasa practically became part of the family, moving with the Tanners to Independence, then Far West. He became an apostle in Missouri and was harrassed by a mob, spending the winter in Liberty Jail with the Prophet.

Maria’s loyalty did not waver. She accepted seven sister wives and followed Amasa across the plains, to San Bernardino, to Beaver, Utah, and then to Fillmore. Their son Francis Marion became an apostle. A grandson, Richard R. Lyman, also became an apostle; and among their descendants today is Elder Marion Duff Hanks of the Presidency of the First Quorum of the Seventy.

Another of John’s children, Myron, epitomizes the Tanner resourcefulness and sense of community responsibility. Myron and his brother Albert went with the Mormon Battalion to California. Myron returned to Utah but decided to try his luck in the gold fields after his father’s death in 1850. In two and a half years, he and his younger brother Seth had amassed considerable money—Myron invested $1,250 in land and livestock in San Bernardino—and they brought back a herd of California horses which they had broken for riding.

In Salt Lake City Myron met a lively, “refined and intelligent” girl, Mary Jane Mount, closed out his California affairs, and married her in 1856. They set up housekeeping in Payson with a wedding gift of a wagonful of vegetables from Myron’s brothers John Joshua and Nathan, who had turned the family’s South Cottonwood property into a farm so thriving that they had plenty of food, even during periods of short rations in the valley.

Their permanent home was in Provo where Myron served twenty years on the City Council and twenty-seven years as bishop of Provo Third Ward. Myron had been in Salt Lake City when the ward members sustained him unanimously, but his own feelings were, at best, mixed: “I was never more surprised in my life and was, perhaps never more severely tried. For three days I did not venture down town. Of all positions I considered that of Bishop in the church most undesirable [i.e. “most difficult to fill”]. (p. 291.) Part of his agony was caused by making “a miserable failure” of two attempts to speak in public—but he later developed a talent for public speaking.
A thriving businessman, he put the Church’s interests first and turned his mill and property into the Church’s cooperative movement of the 1870s, even though the failure of the movement hurt him financially.

Another test for his family was his marriage to his second wife, Ann Crosby. When Mary Jane was writing her memoirs at age forty-four, she said simply, “I have lived fifteen years in poligamy, which is a severe trial to our fallen nature, but God has sustained me, and I feel to rejoice that I am counted worthy to suffer for Christ’s sake … and I would not turn back that leaf of my history” (p. 405).

Myron Tanner’s son, Joseph Marion Tanner, was a brilliant scholar, graduating with Brigham Young Academy’s first class, teaching with Karl G. Maeser, presiding over Brigham Young College in Logan and Logan’s Agricultural College (now Utah State University), and studying law at Harvard. He was Maeser’s successor as Church Superintendent of Schools, serving from 1901 to 1906.

Seth and Dan, two of John Tanner’s younger sons, were particularly noted for their work with the Indians. After the death of Seth’s first wife in North Ogden, he colonized settlements on the Little Colorado River with James S. Brown, who had married Seth’s niece. Part of Seth’s influence with the Indians was established during that first exploration trip. Riding a mule through the Kaibab forest, he saw five Navajos watching him. Seeing a cedar limb hanging out across the wagon way, he hooked an arm around it, clamped onto his saddlehorn with the other, and spurred his mule forward. The mule came to a halt with its front feet off the ground. Seth backed up the mule, got a fresh (still one-handed) hold on the limb, and charged forward again. This time the limb broke. It made a permanent impression on the Indians who crowded around Seth exclaiming, “Haustien, Shush!” or “strong as a bear.” Seth’s sons were thereafter known as “Shush Yazzie” or “young bears.” (p. 303.)

He made a quick trip back to Utah where he married in 1876 Anna Maria Jensen, who raised seven children in an isolated farm on the route between the Little Colorado settlements and Tuba City, apparently with complete confidence in the friendliness of the local Indians.

Seth’s influence extended into future generations. One of his sons, Joseph Baldwin Tanner, prevented at least a battle and possibly a massacre when an Indian agent took the plural wives of an Indian into custody and the Indian and his supporters raided the agency and took the women back. The Indians took refuge on Beautiful Mountain and the agent asked Washington D.C. for troops.

Joseph protested the use of troops, won the agent’s reluctant permission to talk things over, and climbed into the Indian camp despite warnings from the Indian sentries. “Because of his brave and determined effort,” according to a family historian, “bloodshed was averted” (p. 308).

David Dan, Seth’s brother, was also a close friend of the Indians. He had made his first home at the Tanner ranch near Payson where he and his wife, Rebecca Moore, had fourteen children. He specialized in dairying and cheesemaking. Later he moved his herd to Indianola in Sanpete County, the location of a Church Indian farm, where there was better grazing. There were about seven white families and twenty Indian families in the little area; good relations reigned between them. David Dan approved of efforts to educate the Indians, and fed a number of the Indians, particularly “the old and handicapped” a hot meal each day. The Indians spoke of David Dan as “heap good friend Tanner.” (p. 337.) He served in his ward bishopric while Rebecca served in the Relief Society presidency. (p. 337.)
A lively spirit of energy and intelligence in managing resources and developing new ones is a family trait exemplified by many of John Tanner’s descendants, including two additional sons, Freeman and Joseph. Freeman, who settled in Payson along with other brothers, had a special affinity for horses and at one time reportedly owned about five hundred—draft, riding, and trotting. His interest may have developed during the time the family spent in California—wild horses were to be had for the rounding up—and he held “the championship for riding in California for a number of years” (p. 313).

Freeman’s brother Joseph helped look after the South Cottonwood farm in Utah, until they went to San Bernardino in 1851 with the rest of the family, and settled down finally in Payson. Possibly because of early privation, he developed an agricultural green thumb, a preference for farming, and deep pleasure in being home. He built homes for each of his three families, and maintained an impressive reputation for hospitality.
Except for a short mission to the Muddy in 1868, Joseph stayed in Payson building his local community as a member of the Payson City Council, as mayor, and as bishop for twenty years, in addition to serving simultaneously as presiding officer of Santaquin, Spring Lake, Salem, and Benjamin. He invested time, money, and organizing talent to help the Payson Cooperative Institution, the Cooperative Meat Market, the Payson Exchangee Saving Bank, and the Payson Creamery.

It is unfair, of course, to single out only a few members of the third generation for mention since the family traditions of Church service, industry, community development, and personal integrity have manifested themselves in many ways, but the picture is not complete without them. Vasco Tanner, one of the fourteen children of David Dan and Rebecca Moore Tanner, was chairman of Brigham Young University’s Zoology and Entomology Department for more than forty years, making substantial contributions to community planning and wildlife preservation as well. (See pp. 338–39.)

Ann Elizabeth Tanner Perry, who fully shared the zest for living of her father Freeman Tanner, learned how to make shoes for the family as a girl. When she married and moved to Salt Lake City, she expanded into dressmaking. Her husband died after their four children were grown, so she sold the family boarding-house, went to California, and in her seventies, learned ceramics, bought her own kiln, and fired her own works. At the age of seventy-three, she took up china painting; at seventy-five, she expanded into oil painting, some of which won prizes at local fairs. Close to her eightieth birthday, she spunkily drove her own car to Utah and back, visiting relatives.
Lois Arminne (Minnie) Tanner Fairbanks, the energetic and organized daughter of Joseph Tanner, began her own cosmetics company in 1921, employed more than 3,000 persons, and operated fifteen beauty schools and fifty beauty salons. Other cousins established profitable businesses all over the Intermountain West, including Canada, where the fathers of President Brown and President Tanner settled.

Obert C. Tanner, a successful Salt Lake jeweler, has beautified many communities with his sparkling water fountains and served for years on the Sunday School General Board. He is a grandson of Myron and Mary Jane Mount Tanner.

George S. Tanner, long-time Institute director at the University of Idaho and Tanner family historian, comments: “One of the chief traits of most Tanners is the desire to be where … the action is,” and quotes Iona Jackson, daughter of Joseph Smith Tanner, on a revealing bit of family lore: “Brigham Young once commented that when he had a tough job to be done, he tried to find a Tanner” (p. 13). Their record speaks for itself.

First Presidency Message

Never Be Ashamed of the Gospel of Christ
By President N. Eldon Tanner, First Counselor in the First Presidency
N. Eldon Tanner, “Never Be Ashamed of the Gospel of Christ,” Ensign, Feb 1980, 3

I would like to share some personal experiences and observations about what the gospel means to me and what it meant to me in my home.
In 1832, two years after the Church was organized, two young men went out in the state of New York as missionaries. There was a man by the name of John Tanner who heard that they were coming to his community and speaking in the schoolhouse that evening. He was a community-minded man and he was a religious man. Though he had been a cripple for several months with a diseased leg, and was in a wheelchair, he determined to go to that meeting and see that those Mormon missionaries didn’t teach any false doctrine. He had his son wheel him right up to the front of the stand.
As the first missionary told about the Apostasy and the need for the restoration of the gospel, he listened and said nothing. As the other missionary spoke, John Tanner didn’t interrupt him in any way.
Then, after the meeting, he asked his son to go up to the front and bring the two missionaries down so he could meet them. He asked those missionaries if they would like to stay with him that evening. They accepted the invitation and went home and discussed religion on into the early hours of the morning.
Finally John Tanner said, “If I were well enough, I think I would like to be baptized.”
The missionaries asked him if he thought the Lord could heal him. He said, “The Lord could if he wanted to.”
The missionaries explained that they were elders and that the Lord had said that if there were any sick among you, let them call in the elders to pray over them (see James 5:14). Then they asked him if he would like to be administered to. He said he would. They administered to him. That very day he left his wheelchair never to return to it, and he walked three-quarters of a mile to be baptized.
He knew he would be criticized and ostracized, but when he heard the truth, he had the courage to accept it. I am so glad that those two missionaries went out into the field to preach the gospel, and that when John Tanner heard it, he had the courage to accept it.
He and his family remained true to the faith, and his son Nathan Tanner remained true to the faith, and then William Tanner and his son Nathan William, who is my father, accepted the gospel and remained true to the faith. As a result, I am a member of the Church today.
I hope that all who investigate the Church will have the courage and the strength to accept the gospel when they know it is true. It will be the greatest decision they have made in their lives, and I promise that the Lord will bless them. -See the rest of the talk on the church website.-

*There is also another short biography of him in “The Encyclopedia of Latter-day Saint History.”
*We have his patriarchal blessing. Also see the book “John Tanner Family.” There are no photographs of John Tanner at present.
*See the book “Descendants of Nathan Tanner (SR.) for excerpts from the diary of the missionary that taught John Tanner.