Our Grandfather, James Pace, was born in North Caroling, January 23, 1778. Married Mary Ann, only living daughter of Thomas and Polly Lavering.

He was the eldest son on William Pace, who had eight sons and two daughters. He lost his life at the Battle of Orleans.

My father, James Pace, was born at the Double Springs, Reterford Co., Tennessee, June 15, 1811.

My mother, Lucinda Pace, was born in Abbeville District, South Carolina, June 16, 1805. She was the eldest daughter of Warren and Polly Struckland.

Father and mother were baptized in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, April 14, 1839, by elder Dominecas Carter in Shelley County, Illinois.

June 2, 1840 they started for the City of Navou, arrived there the 12^th of the same month.

Left Nauvoo February 8, 1846, crossed the river in the night, leaving houses, land, and everything to the mercy of a ruthless mob, arrived at Mount Pisgha July 6, 1846. Then father was called to join the Mormon Battalion. Mother and family remained at Pisgha until the spring of 1847, then moved to Winter Quarters. Father and brother Byram, returned from California with the Battalion, having been discharged there December 17, 1847.

Shortly after father returned we moved to Brigham's farm, about twenty miles farther up the river, where we spent the remainder of the winter. In the spring of 1848 we moved to Kry Creek, and in the spring of 1849, moved to St. Joseph, Mo. In the spring of 1850 we started to the valley, arrived in Salt Lake Valley, Sept. 23, 1850.

James Pace died April 6, 1888, at Thatcher, Arizona.

Lucinda Strickland died March 11, 1898, at Washington, Utah

Arthur Rawson's parents and grandparents, Horace Strong Rawson, born July 15, 1799, Otsego Co., New York, died October 10, 1882. Son of Daniel and Polly Rawson. Elizabeth Coffin Rawson, born October 14, 1808 in Montgomery Co., Virginia, April 21, 18890, daughter of William and Mary Coffin.

July 1, 1891

The life of Margaret Pace Rawson, who was born September 14, 1842 of goodly parents, in the city of Nauvoo.

I was two years old when out Prophet Joseph Smith and his brother, Hyrum, were murdered in the Carthage Jail.

My parents, James and Lucinda S. Pace, had their trials with the rest of the Saints, and on July 16, 1846, my father and oldest brother, Byrum, was called to join the Mormon Battalion. I can well remember the day of their return home, how overjoyed we all were, my mother shed many tears of joy. I do not remember how many times we moved, but many, but I do know we were living in Saint Joseph, Mo. When we started for these lovely vallies. I can remember a great many things that transpired while crossing the plains, my father was the Captain of our fifty, and the young people would come and get his consent for a dance, then they would smooth off the ground and have a jolly time, like the Saints always do. We would often have prayer meetings and such times of rejoicing. But the best times for the children was when we would camp for a few days for the women to wash and iron and for the men to rest. I well remember seeing a large herd of buffalo being driven up close to camp by the men, and they then killed all they wanted, and let the rest go, they were nice fat ones. I can remember how well I loved to eat the meat when it was cured and dried. I can remember how scared I was when we crossed the Platte River in a large boat, our teams and cows were so frightened they had hard work to keep them from jumping over board. I never shall forget the day we came into Salt Lake City, it was not much of a city then, if my memory serves me right, there was only one adobe house and black adobe at that, the rest were log cabins with dirt roofs. While we were in Salt Lake, President Young came and he told my father to go and make a settlement at a small creek about eighty miles south of Salt lake, the name of the creek was Peetneet. We went there with five or six other families, but soon enough more came and we built a fort which we live in on account of the Indians. While we were on the road, we camped at Battle Creek, there we found my Uncle William Pace, and family, and a happy meeting it was. They had come in the year before, and were getting scarce of groceries, and my mother gave them a good supply for which they were very thankful. We had not been on the little creek ling, when President Young and quite a number of the twelve Apostles came, and organized a branch for us, and put my father in to preside over the branch. We lived in peace and happiness until the third year, then my father was called on a mission to England. Brother Gardner was also called, and he was our dancing master. The people were very kind in helping my father and Brother Gardner on their Missions. (Brother Charles Handrock bought one house, and I cannot remember how they got the other, but they were soon off together. I was ten years old the day they left of Salt Lake City.)

It was a long three years for us while father was gone, after he left the Indians got to be very troublesome. They killed several brethren, and did a great deal of mischief. While my father was gone, my young brother got his leg broken, he was a delicate little fellow, we could not get a good Doctor, se we had to have a poor one, and his leg never was set right. Just before his leg was broken, he was riding a horse to water, and a little Indian boy that one of our neighbors was raising, gave the horse a scare, and he threw my little brother off on his face, one of our neighbors saw him fall, then brought him home and we did not know him he was so covered with dirt and blood and his face was swollen. Mother asked the neighbor whose child it was before she knew it was hers. Just after my brother John, got so he could walk again, my mother took down very sick with Erasiplus and she came very near dying. When mother first took sick, we wrote and told father how bad she was, there happened to be a good doctor with father who had just been released to come home, father sent him to se mother. He did all that lay in his power to help her, the first thing he did was to get some slippery elm weed, mashed it and wet it with cold buttermilk, it drive the inflamation out so fast that she was soon well, she was very low when the doctor came, and she began to gain from the first poultice, and I know the Lord helped in sending the doctor to cure my good mother, for the Lord always helps us in our sickness and troubles.

(I will now go back to the first Old Fort, the happiest place of my childhood, just before my father went on his mission he got himself a second wife, and soon after that he moved all of his family down on his farm, they then laid out a town and called it Payson, after my father, for he was the first man to drive his teams there to make him a home.)

In the winter after father went to England, his second wife had a baby and then our troubles began, she wanted us to take care of her baby and wait on her like as if she was a lady, and we did not choose to run at all of her calls, then she would tell us if we did not mind her, she would write and tell father on us. We soon began to think that we knew all about trouble, we had always been a happy family, I had never heard my father and mother quarrel, then to have our happy family broke up by a bossy second wife, seemed that it was more than we could stand, I mean us children, not mother, for she never complained, let come what may, I know her salvation is sure, for she was one of the best women that ever lived, I only wish I was as good. When my father had been gone just three years, he came home, and brought an English girl with him, her parents were very poor, and father paid her way to the valley. She had a brother living at Lehi at that time, and father took her to her brothers, and told her she was free to marry who she pleased. Father had not been home long before she wrote him a letter telling him that she wanted to make her home with him, the rest of her life. So father soon got ready and went after he brought her home, we had not had her very long before President Young and party came to our house, they were going on a trip south to see the country, and hunt places for the Saints to make homes, on their return home, they called at our house and stayed over night. That night President Young sealed this English girl to father, and then we had a little more trouble, we soon found out that she was the meanest of all the women we had ever seen, she was so much worse than the second wife that it caused us to like her. Then I really began to know what hard work and trouble really was, both of these wives would have a baby about every other year, and I had to wait on them, and milk cows, and when I could spare a day, help father in the garden. The winter after I was fourteen, I began to go with young men to parties and think I was just about as good as there was, and I kept on thinking so, for I always went with the best there was in town, and no girl ever had any more fun. I went with one young man and expected to have him and none else, about this time there was a reformation throughout the Valley and how they did preach polygamy to us. Oh My! So one night my fellow and I walked home from a dance when we reached the gate we stopped and talked, he asked me if I would have him, I told him he was the very one I had always intended to have if nothing happened to prevent it, I thought I would ask him what he thought about Poligamy, he said it might be all right, but he didn't think he would ever try to live it. I told him right then I would not have a man that would not have more than one wife. He kept coming to see me and I was in a deep study about him and I began to pray about him. The more I prayed and studied about him, the farther I got from him and soon I lost all love I had for him, but what turned me against him most, was his jealousy. I would not have jokes or even dance with other fellows without him getting jealous. I decided I would not take him for a husband.

About the time I was having these small trials, I just wrote about, I was running around with a girl by the name of Urinda Rawson, and O my! If ever two girls had fun it was Urinda and I, we went to school in winter, attended spelling matches, dances, and prayer meetings.

I sued to have to go down to father's farm nearly every day. I would always go past Brother Rawson's and get Urinda to go with me. One year father had a large melon patch. He kept telling us what fun we would have when those melons were ripe. So we picked some nice ones, but they were all green, so we kid them in the tall grass. The next day, Urinda and I were both down there again and father told us to come down and see what some mean boys had done, he led us to where the melons were. We felt very sorry as well as he did, and told him we didn't see how boys could be so mean. He left us to watch the melons while he went home to get his quilts. He slept there several nights, but the bad boys did not come back. Soon the melons were ripe, and both Urinda and I always thought of the bad boys every time we ate one. Not long after this, I got acquainted with Urinda's brother, Arthur. The first time I went with him, we went to a circus, when he asked me I went down into the field where father was working and asked him if I could go with Arthur Rawson to a circus, but father was cross that night and told me no not that night. I wanted to go so bad that I told Arthur to go and ask him. Arthur was dreadfully bashful fellow, and he hated to go, but he went, and father told him he would rather I would not go. I went home feeling very bad indeed, for it was more than awful and the more I thought about it, the worse I felt. I began to think that father was hard on me, and I knew that Arthur was one of the best young men in town, and I told my mother I would go with him anyway. So, I sent my little sister over to Brother Rawson's to tell Rinda and her brother to call for me at my sister Martha's and I would go anyway. Mother wanted me to go, but was afraid I would get a scolding, but we went and had a good time, but father's second wife's little Jim was at the circus, when we got home I heard father call little Jim up to him and ask him if he had seen Maggie at the circus and Jim said yes she was cocked up there with that young Rawson, it was not long until I could hear father coming in our room. I expected to get a good scolding, but he only asked me a few questions then went back to bed. He asked my why I went, I told him because I wanted to, then he asked me if I would go with young Rawson anymore and I told him I could tell him better after the next dance there was. But, I never had anymore trouble about going with Arthur.

The next time I went with Arthur was on a sleigh ride, we went up Summit Creek miles from home, it was very good sleighing and as good luck would have, not very cold or both of us would have frozen for he was very bashful and had to drive. We had a board across the wagon box on the bobs and a quilt over the board and he sat on one side and I on the other, there was enough room between us for a big fat girl and I believe we spoke three words while we were going. When we were coming back, we began to get acquainted and talked a little more. I was past sixteen that winter and we did have good times, in that good little town of Payson. I was only seven years old when we went there, and a happier girl never lived. I will always remember the winter I was fourteen we had two men teaching school, Brother Pearce and Brother Steward. They were very kind teachers, yes too kind, they would let us do as we pleased. We would learn our dialogues and songs in school and go out and come in when w please, and when school was out I did not know as much about my books as when I started, but I knew a lot more meanness. I hop all my children will read this sketch of my life and try and be better and smarter than I have been. I can look back on my past life and see many faults, but I have been virtuous and never committed a sin but what can be forgiven.

The winter after I was sixteen just as we began to have a good time dancing and sleigh riding, Rinda's fellow and mine took a notion they would go out to San Pete and run a threshing machine. We four did have good times before the fellows left. We had one good sleigh ride that we four will never forget, I guess the boys thought they would make sure of us before they went away so Arthur got one of his sisters in law to get us a nice supper, and we had a nice time. It was a farewell sleigh ride. We went round and round town ever so many times, then we went to supper. The boys could not muster up enough courage to ask us to have them before supper, but after supper they seemed to get more strength and courage and we had not ridden far before Arthur asked me if I would have such a fellow as he was, and I shall never forget how silly I was and what I said. I told him I did not know and he asked me who did know, then I told him I was too young and green to get married, and if I ever told the truth that was the time.

While the boys were on their way to Sanpett, Orvill fell in the creek and was nearly killed. He had to run several miles in his wet clothes. While they were there, Arthur nearly killed himself lifting the horse power, he lifted so hard he was blind for two weeks and he sent for the doctor. He told him that he would never see again, then charged him five dollars. After the doctor left, the neighbors came in to see what they could do for him, and some of the old sisters washed his eyes and got oil and rubbed them and prayed for him, and they got a thick scum off his eyes and he soon got his sight again. Soon after that they came home, and glad enough to get there too, but they weren't the only happy ones, this was in fifty-nine, and Arthur hadn't been home very long when he asked father for me, and I shall never forget how my father talked to me when he came into the house. He came up to me and said, "Well, Maggie, do you want to have that young Rawson," and I said, "Yes, Sir," then father said I would always have to eat corn bread, and I told him all right that I had always loved Jonny cake. Then father asked me if I liked Arthur better than I did him, and I told him not much better. After dinner I went into mother's room and had a long talk with her. I told her I knew I was very young to get married, and if I could only live alone with her and take care of her for a few years I would not think of getting married so young, but the way I had to work for such a large family I couldn't stand it.

We were married on the third day of February 1859, father did all he could for us, he gave us a nice supper and dance, after the wedding was over, father moved the second wife down on his farm and they had to wait upon their own selves for they did not have Mag to run at all their calls.

Arthur started to work in a carpenter shop at that time, and we lived with mother over a year. We had only been married four moths, when Arthur's parents moved to Ogden, Utah. We had one yoke of cattle and a wagon, and one cow, and one young mare, so we took our team and went with Brother Rawson and took a load for them. Then we came back and stayed with mother until the next summer. On the ninth of March 1860 we had a nice little daughter born to us, we called her Lizzie, she was a nice plump little round faced baby with long black hair. She was born on Friday, and on Sunday we counted fifty persons that came in to see her during the day, and we thought her so nice we would even burn candles to look at her.

She was about two months old when we moved into a large adobe house belonging to brother Mathus, he wanted us to live there during the summer to same it while he lived on his ranch. While we lived there Arthur had to go up into the canyon to work, and I was so lonesome in this big house. One night I was alone with my baby and she was asleep, and I never felt so lonely before. When all at once I heard such a noise upstairs it nearly scared me to death. It sounded like the chimney was falling in on the upper floor, while I was feeling so bad, Rachel Handcock, Uncle Charley's last wife came in, and she said she thought I was alone, and she would come and stay all night. If ever I was glad, it was about then. So I soon got over my scare, and thought some of the bricks had fallen off the chimney for the wind was blowing, but the next morning we went up the stairs, but could not see anything wrong. Then I was in a peck of troubles, I knew I had heard the noise and I began to think the house was haunted, so I never stayed alone after that. One night my baby had the colic, and I had no fire so I ran across to Rachel Hancock to get some, for we did not have many matches in those days, and my baby kept crying worse and worse so I sat down in Rachel's house a moment to get her still and Rachel said she had some stuff her mother had made for her baby in the winter, and put it in a bottle. I looked at it and did not like the looks of it, and asked her if there was any medicine I it, and she said no it was some tea her mother had fixed. So we have the baby a teaspoonful, in about five minutes the baby was so sound asleep that I could not waken her. I thanked Rachel for the good medicine that had helped my baby. Then I took my fire and ran over home and laid the baby on the bed, then made a fire and did all my chores and got supper. The girl came to stay all night with me, and we ate supper and I told the girl that I didn't like my baby sleeping so sound. I kept running to her and looking at her, after awhile we were talking when the baby made a curious noise and groaned once. I ran and picked her up and brought her to the light and told the girl to run for Uncle Charley Hancock, for I thought the baby was dead for sure. He soon came and his wife, Marinda, with him. I handed him the baby and asked him to pray for her and bring her to, if he could. I heard him tell his wife he was afraid she was gone, but he told me he believed she would come to soon. So he took her to the door and held her in the air, and her gums were so tight shut he could scarcely pry them open, but she soon began to move a little, and we sat up all night with her, and next morning we thought we would see what kind of medicine we had given her. When we came to examine the stuff in the bottle, we had given the baby seven drops of laudanum. It had been put in the tea in the winter and the tea had evaporated and left the clear laudanum. When she had slept twenty-four hours, we got her to nurse a very little, but we never saw her eyes for three days.

Arthur's sister, Chloe, came and lived with us in this big house the rest of the summer, so I did not get so lonesome. After that, but I got scared just as bad one night when Arthur was home. We were in bed and he had gone to sleep. Our bed was right under the stairway, when all at once it sounded like two or three men riding horses up the steps. Several families lived in that house and had to move, so the men finally tore it down. I never did believe in ghosts, but I shall always believe there had been a battle on that spot of ground.

That same fall in 1860, we went and lived with Mother down of father's farm, for father had sold his home in town, where Mother had lived, and moved his second wives out on a ranch called Spring Creek about three miles out of town. Sop we lived with mother that winter and the next spring Arthur's brother, Daniel, came up to Payson from Ogden on some business. He wanted us to move to Ogden. He said he would take a load for us so we soon got ready and moved. It was quite a trial for me to leave my folks and go a hundred miles from them, but we had no home, and I felt willing to go for I was anxious to get a home of our own.

I shall never forget the morning we started. My sister, Martha, came down to see me start, and she just tried herself to see how lively she could act to keep me from crying. She was a lively piece anyway. When we were about ready to start, she came up to the front of the wagon and pretended to cry for all that was out, and pulled such an ugly face it made us all laugh.

Mother came with us as far as Provo to see my oldest brother, who lived there. When Mother got out of the wagon and walked down the street to my brother's home, I watched her as long as I could see her, and cried for I was so young to leave my folks. But my baby was a year old, and she was company for me.

While we were crossing the Provo bench that same day we started, I believe we saw on of the three Nephites. We was traveling along slowly and couldn't see a thing, and Arthur remarked to his brother Daniel, that was the first time he had ever crossed the bench without seeing someone. Arthur got out of the wagon and was riding along with Daniel, talking with him, when all of a sudden a man came up to the side of our wagon and said, "How do you do?" The men asked him to get in and ride aways, and he jumped in the seat with the, and talked. I well remember how he looked, quite old, but he was very neat looking. He had a black suit of clothes on, very fine cloth, but old, but not ragged. His talk was very interesting. I was back in the wagon, but I could see him and hear him. He told us never to turn a stranger from our door. He said we might happen to have some nice flower seeds from another planet, and give us some. It was April, Conference time, and the people were just coming home. So this man jumped out of the wagon and said he wanted to speak to some men just ahead of us, and ask them about conference. We saw the men stop and talk to them. In a few minutes the men went on, but we never saw the man again, and it seemed very curious where he went to.

When we reached Ogden, we found Arthur's folks all glad to see us, but we had no home to go to. Orvill Child had a log house with two rooms, and his mother lived in one, so he let us have the other. We lived there all summer and Arthur helped his brother, Daniel, tend his farm. That year in the fall, we moved upon the bench close by Arthur's parents, and they was so good to me, I felt, a little more at home. We went to William Rawson's and they only had one room. So him and Arthur made a shed out of willows, close to their house, and I had my bed and cupboard in there. It was quite nice.

I well remember one night it began to thunder and lightning, and William told us to bring our bed in, so we did and his wife had so much to say about it I was sorry I took it in. About that time, I began to wish I had a home. Father Rawson had a hop where he worked with his tools, so they went to work and put a partition in that and made a warm little room. Then we moved in that, and glad enough to get there too. It was a few rods from grandma's door, and she was so good and kind to me I began to felt more like I was at home. Grandma Rawson was very much like my own mother, they were both born and raised in the southern states, and that is why they were both so good, for the best people on earth are their kind. I know for myself that our two mothers were the two best women that ever lived, I never could see a failing in them.

We moved in that little home in September. On the 14^th of October our second daughter, Amanda, was born, this was in 1861, just one year and seven months between out two daughters. I well remember that day out second girl was born. I had my work all done and my house all clean and nothing to do, so I went out where Arthur was at work making a fence around his corn. So I thought I would shuck some corn while I was out there, so I kept on working until time to get supper, then I went in and got supper by that time I could not sit still or stand still and Arthur's brother, Cyrus, was in our house, and I didn't know what to do. He was a young man and I was so afraid he would think I was sick, but he never. Just then a man came in and wanted to sell us some apples for corn that I had shucked that day, and there was nine bushels. So I did a little good that day. The man took the corn and Arthur had to go down in town to get the apples, so he asked Cyrus if he would go down and get them, but Cy said he would stay with me. After he started, I went out and told him to hurry for I was sick, and he would soon have to go for the doctor woman. He was soon back, but none too soon, for I kept getting worse and he had to go for Grandma Child in a hurry and about that time the baby was born. The next day Cyrus told his mother if he had known what was up he would not have been so willing to stay with Margaret while Arthur went for the apples. We stayed there that winter and was quite happy with our two little girls. A short time after my baby was born, we got word that my folks had been called to go Dixie, then I began to think that I never would see them and I often had a good cry over that. The next year in 1862 we bought a house and lot just east of Father Rawson's place, then we had a little home of our own for the first time. That fall Arthur went out east with a load of grain. He went with two yoke of cattle, he had to wade the rivers so many times and he caught such a cold that he came home with typhoid fever, while he was gone out east I was lonesome. One day I went down to his fathers and was telling him how lonely I felt, and he told me to take up school teaching and that would pass the time off as well as make a little means to help us with. So I went around and soon got all the scholars I could get in our house, then I was not so lonely and I felt like I was helping to make a living. Some of the people paid flour and some fruit and some meat, so we had plenty all winter, and it came in very good for when Arthur came home so sick he was soon down in bed and helpless for six weeks. We had to sit up nights with him for several weeks and I believe he was the sickest person ever to get well. His tongue was black and hard. When he got so bad we sent for Dr. McIntyre and he was quite out of patience, he said we should have sent for him long before we did, but I was so afraid of doctors and did not believe in them. But I found out that faith alone could not cure him, so we went to work and with the help of the Lord and the help of the doctor we soon got the fever broken, and he began to mend, but very slowly.

He was so poor that I could get him in the rocking chair and pull him up to the table and back to the bed. When he began to eat, I had quite a time. The Dr. told me not to let him overload his stomach, it was quite a trial for me to be so stingy with him when he had not eaten for six weeks. I well remember one morning he was wishing he could have all he wanted to eat, just while he was talking about it one of his nephews came in with a bucket full of pie and cake his sister, Suriah, had made. Se was very kind to help me out, but I felt sorry when I saw what was in the bucket, for I knew he would be mad if he could not have all he wanted, so I gave him a very small piece of pie and a small piece of cake, then I locked the rest up in the chest and put the key in my pocket, and went after a pail of water so he could not scold me. His two youngest brothers were sitting there with him, so I stayed talking with the neighbor where I went for water until I thought he would be all over it then I went back. His brothers told me he was terribly mad after I went out because he could not find the cakes, he called my stingy and said I never was stingy before and he couldn't know what to think about me. Just then his brother, Daniel, came in nearly out of breath. He had run nearly all the waw from his house, over a mile for he had heard about Suriah sending the pie and cake and he thought I was so young and green I would not know any better than to let Arthur eat all he wanted and he know if I did, it would kill him, but when Daniel came in and I told him how much I had given him and how I ran after water to keep him from scolding me, and he said that was the smartest trick I ever did. He went home satisfied and said he would not be so uneasy about getting too much rich food. By the time Arthur could walk it was getting warm weather. One day he took a cane and walked down town. Dr. McIntyre met him on the street and told him to take a trip down to Dixie. He came home and tole me and I was so excited that I couldn't sleep that night for thinking about going to Dixie to see my folks. We sold our home and soon got ready and were off for Dixie. We went with our ox team, but I was so anxious to get there I did not dread the trip. When we got to Provo we stayed over night with my oldest brother Byrum. Next night we stayed with my brother, Sidney, I think we stayed in Payson about three days. Eight days after we left Payson we were with the folks, and Arthur kept gaining all the time for the country seemed to agree with him, so we stayed down there. My mother lived on a cackness farm about one half mile from Washington east of town. We lived with her one year. The winter we were with mother our third girl was born on the 20^th of January 1864. The year before this baby was born, 1863, was the worst year of my married life. When we got to Payson on our way to Dixie I was poor, my second baby was nursing and she was one year and eight days old, my brother Sidney told me if I didn't wean my baby that mother would not know me when I got to Dixie. I did not like to wean her, but they all had so much to say and they bet me a dollar that I would not weight 100 lbs. We all went to the mill to weigh and I weighed just 100 lbs. Even, my brother's wife just weighed 99 lbs.

I weaned my baby and I always was sorry for it for she got sick and we very nearly lost her and was carrying another before we got to our journey's end. I was sick all summer and the baby too, and Arthur had to make a trip back to Ogden in July of the same year for we had left our things and we needed them so badly. The day before he started home we took a little walk from the cackness farm about a quarter of a mile to look at a small spring to see if we could make us a little home there, but the water was so bad, it was full of mineral so we could not think of making us a home there. I was three months along with our third baby girl at this time. When I was going up to this spring I jumped over a small ditch and that started me to flowing. I was young and green and I thought of course I would loose her, but it stopped in about a day and I carried her through, but once a month until she was born I would be that way for about an hour, and we were both young and did not know but very little. He went off the next morning, and I guess he thought I would loose her, so when he got to Ogden he was worn out and not very well, and he could not hear from me and the two little girls and he was worried about us. I had written two or three letters, but he never received them, and he did not know how I was. I never had a word from him and began to think he never would come back. All this was to try us to see if we were true grit, he came back in the fall and found me at Harmony where father's second wives lived the next day after he got back I had a letter that he had written in Ogden. He seemed quite surprised to come back and find me about 7 months along, and after that sometimes he would tell me it wasn't his, but all the time he knew better. While I was in Dixie, just before Arthur came back, I got very sick. Father was on his farm at Harmony, and heard I was sick, and he came down after me. He waited a few days for me, then took me to his home in Harmony. The change did me good and by the time Arthur got there I was feeling nearly well. We went back and stayed with mother and Arthur went to work for father getting out rock to make a fence around the cackness farm. He soon wore out his clothes, all that he had. I put so many patches on his pants that we could not tell what they started with, and asked mother if she thought I could get some cloth wove in Washington if I could get something to weave. She told me to go to town and inquire for Sister Clark, she was a weaver. I found her and told her who I was and what I wanted, she said she was just going to weave some factory and I could put some in and she would weave it. I went back and mother gave me some cotton and showed me how to card it and spin, soon I got three skiens done. I ran down and took it for the warp, while she was putting it in the loom I hurried and carded and spun three skiens for the filler, then I colored it with dock root and soon had enough cloth to make Arthur a shirt. It looked rather course but was woven good. Sister Clark said when she put a piece in the loom for pants, I could put enough for a pair so I spun some more warp for pants, and mother game me some gray rolls and I spun them and soon had him a good pair of pants. Then I did some sewing for Sister Clark to pay her for the weaving, all this happened the year before our third girl was born. I well remember the day she was born, it was on Wednesday about ten in the morning. Brother Evert was working there laying rock around the cackness farm, when I began to get bad I sent for Brother Evert to come and administer to me, then the baby was soon born and I did splendid until she was four days old. We called her Annie, the day she was four days old father came down from his other home and brought his second wife down on a visit. I was setting up to have my bed made when they came and they didn't know we had the baby, so we thought we would fool them. The baby was asleep on the bed and we all sat and talked, all at once the baby cried and Margaret jumped from her chair and said "My good Lord", for that was what she always said when she got scared. That caused me to laugh too hard, and it was dear fun for me sure. I could not get back on the bed alone and I was in so much pain it seemed like I could not live. That was the first time I ever saw my father without faith and that caused my faith to weaken and Arthur ran down town to get the mid-wife. I guess Arthur had the hardest trial that night that he had ever had. While he was running he met the old devil himself right in the road and he said it was the most frightful looking object he had ever beheld. The old fellow tried to keep him from going for help, but Arthur held the Priesthood and he stopped and rebuked him and then gave him the road and sneaked out of sight. He then went on his way but he could not get the mid-wife. She was sick, but she told him what to do. About the same time that Arthur met the evil one, in the road, mother's house was full of evil spirits and they kept bothering me all the wile Arthur was gone. They would jump at me and make horrible faces, they were the first and last evil spirits I have ever seen.

In the spring of 1864, we moved up to Harmony of father's place and built us a house. Arthur helped father tend his place that year and also the next. In 1865 while Arthur was working for father I was working for him too. I spun one hundred pounds of wool rods that summer and he gave me fifty to pay me. While I had all this spinning to do I had sewing in the house for five families. I would spin four skiens a day, do my work, and then sew until midnight every night. That is the way I worked all the time I lived in Harmony. After I got my spinning done I went to see my cousin to see if she would weave some for me. She said she would if I would spin for her. I told her that Arthur would pay her the money if she would weave him a suit of clothes, but she would not take the money for she needed the work done more. So I went to work and spun and paid her for making ten yards of geans. Then I was wondering where I would get the warp. Then one day one of the neighbors came in, it was Sister Red. She asked me if I would spin for her and take some cotton yard for pay, I spun about ten pounds for her, then I had another cousin that said if I would spin some for her, she would pay me some warp and weave some for me so I got her to weave me some factory for table cloths and towels and bedtick, I spun about 15 pounds for her and she wanted it spun coarse so I soon got that job off my hands. During the summer and fall of 1865 I spun 200 lbs of woolrolls and corded and spun several pounds of cotton, and the same time that summer I took care of fathers second wives while they were both confined the same week with two daughters, just two days between the two babies. Father could not get a girl to work for there was none to get and I took care of them until after the ninth day, and they paid me some cotton for helping them. I sent the cotton to Salt Lake City by one of our neighbors and bought me a pair of shoes but when the shoes came they were small, No. 3, and I always wore fours, and Oh My how they did pinch my feet, but I had to wear them for it was too far to Salt Lake to change them. The next spring April 4, in 1866 our fourth girl was born, and we called her Millie. I well remember that day as soon as the midwife came in our house she looked at me a moment and then said she did not think that the child would ever be born. I thought to myself that she was rather weak in faith. I was feeling quite badly right then, but my faith was stronger than hers. I never shall forget the position she got me in, she mad Arthur stand up and hold me under my arms just a little way from the floor. I do believe the last pain I had lasted one hour. While I was so bad there was a big weird storm from the north and our door was in the north and as soon as the baby was born I began to chill and I shook for an hour before I could get warm.

That summer we moved our house into town so we could send our oldest girl to school. She went one term when she was seven. Her name was Mary Caroline.

One Sunday morning Arthur went to meeting and my four little girls and I were home. The two biggest were out playing. All at once I heard such a roaring noise, I thought it was a big wind storm and ran out to get the children in, but there was no wind then I looked just across the road on the north side and there came three feet of water right for our house. I was so frightened I took the two smallest children in my arms and the others hung to my dress and we went wading through that flood for higher land. Arthur met us and took us to one of the neighbors where the flood had not reached. He ran home to see how home looked, he said when he got there, there was a big stream of water running in the door and out of the place left for the fire place and there was about three feet of sand all over the floor and my stove covered up in sand. I suppose a cloud bursted up in the mountains and that was the cause of the flood. My father had a nice milk house close by a spring and there was about three hundred dollars in it, but it all went for miles down the creek.

That fall Arthur's youngest brother came down to see us. He came to help a man move down in that part of the country. When he came, Arthur had gone to the mill and his brother rode up on a white mule, and I never knew him. I was trying to spin on one foot for I had a lame ankle. So he came in and said how do you do, and I said the same. Then he said did I know him, and I said no, and I did not. He then asked me if I knew Arthur's youngest brother and then took off his hat. Then I knew him, and soon flew around and got him something to eat. I was so glad I entirely forgot my lame foot until it began to pain. Just about dusk Arthur came home and I need not tell how glad he was to see his brother, Franklin. After Franklin had been here about two weeks he wanted to go home so we told him we would take him.

I wanted to go to Dixie to see mother before I went north, so Franklin took my sister, Mary Ann, and me. We had a good visit and in a few days started for Ogden. After we got to Ogden we made up our minds to make us a home there so we got some land of Daniel's and we got a set of house logs from James Owens. On one Thursday morning Arthur began our house and a week from the next Saturday night we moved in.

I believe we were the happiest family that night that I ever saw. Although we didn't have our things we had left in Harmony. Grandma Rawson gave us a table and Arthur made us a bedstead and we had a fireplace, and some things to cook with over the fire. We got along splendid that winter. This was in '68. In the spring of '69 our first son was born on the seventh day of April. He was the smartest child we ever had. When he was about a month old, Granpa Rawson came to see him. He said he was the noblest looking child he had ever seen. He then told me that I must not think too much of him for he was afraid he was too pure to stay in this earth. When he was about nine months old, he had a hip infection that left him crippled in that leg. He had every bad disease and one time had worm fits. Old Sister Brown came over and gave him gunpowder and jollop after this he got fat and grew so good, but when he was 5 years old, he had croup and left us. He died March 26, 1874. On August 21, 1873 our second son was born, we called him William John. He was the baby when little Frankie died. It was a sad summer for me, but in the fall my good old mother and one sister and two brothers came to see me. It was a great comfort to me for no one can comfort a heart-broken child like a mother.

In April 1875 we moved down on our little farm we had bought from David Rawson on August 18. The same year our sixth daughter, Mary Luetta, was born. That summer I had five boarders and my own family to cook and work for. Besides that I did sewing for some of my neighbors. One day a sewing machine agent brought a new machine to my house and said one of the neighbors said they knew I would buy it because I did so much sewing. It cost $85 which seemed a lot of money, but we finally got it paid. One day three of my girls and myself kept the machine going from sun up to sun down to see how much sewing we could do. We made seven dresses, one shirt, and cut them out that day. In the spring 1877 our third son was born on the 25 of April. I had such a hard time with and began to get os bad I sent for David and William Rawson. They came and administered to me and then I was soon alright and when I saw what a nice boy I had I felt paid for all the pains I had suffered. We named him Horace Edward after his grandfather and Edward for the first Rawson that ever came over the sea. That winter before Horace was born on the 20^th of January our eldest daughter married her cousin, William F. Owen. He had a good house to take her to close by, but I shall never forget what a trial it was to have her leave us.

When she had been married about 11 month, our first grand daughter was born. I was 35 years old. On the 14th of February 1879 our second girl was married to Rueben Hiatt, and on April 20, 1882 our third girl Annie, was married to Thomas Hiatt in 1879 our fourth son was born on the very day we had been married twenty years, on Feb. 3^rd he was our tenth baby and we named him James David after his Grandpa Pace and his Uncle David Rawson, and oh, how happy we were we had three boys left to us.

In July on the 26 in 1882 our seventh girl was born when she was six weeks old we went over to Ogden and her grandpa Rawson named her Laura and blessed her and he then composed some verses for us about her. When we started home grandpa came out and shut the gate and said God Bless you, and I never saw him after that, he died October 11, 1882.

In 1881 the year before Father Rawson died, he came to Harrisville and spent a week visiting his children and grandchildren. He had been ordained a Patriarch. Previous to this time and he gave us all a good blessing and he gave all the oldest grandchildren a blessing.

In 1884 our eighth girl was born and she was the twelfth baby and never got along so well with her. After Laura was born I had trouble with my side. When the baby was about three years old, a tumor started in my side. I was never well and at times had terrible cramps in my stomach. On the 4^th of May 1877 pa got his leg broken. He was helping a sick horse up and the horse, in struggling to get up, fell against him, knocking him down and breaking his leg at the same time. We sent for Dr. Driver in Ogden, he set his leg, but where the horse hit in the breast was hurting him much more than his leg. He was hurt so badly that it seemed impossible for him to live, but the next day was Fast Day and the people all gathered in on there way to see him and we asked them to pray for him all that morning. He suffered fearfully at the time they were praying for him. I ran out to get some wood to keep the packs hot. When I ran into the bed room to change the cloths, he said "Mag, I am healed." He said he knew they had been praying for him and he was free from pain. When I looked at him he didn't look like anything was the matter with him. He got along splendid and in three weeks was around on crutches. The first morning pa came to the table to eat breakfast with us, his brother, David, came to bid us goodbye, he was going to the pen in Salt Lake City. It was quite a trial to part with such a good brother. Pa told him if he would take the broken leg he would go to the pen.

One day Rinda and Orvil came up to see us and wanted us to go on a trip so we decided to go up to Idaho to see the girls. We were eleven days going 240 miles. Orvil wanted to fish and shoot sage hen, so he wasn't in much of a hurry. We visited all three of the girls and on the way back stopped at Fish Creek for two days. I don't believe I ever saw so many fish in all my life. I cooked so many that I don't ever want to see another fish.

The next summer after our trip North I started having trouble with my side. I kept getting worse all the time and I told pa I thought it was a tumor. Pa said for me to have faith, I was administered to so many times that finally I told pa that faith without works is dead. He sent for Dr. Driver, the midwife thought I was going to have twins I got so large, but I told her I had too many children and I knew better. Dr. Driver sent Dr. Allen out, and he said he was sure it was a tumor and he could tap me and relieve some if I could stand it. He tapped me and got three gallons of liquid. He told me there was a Dr. in Salt Lake that could take the tumor out, so he wrote to Dr. Joseph Richards, and Dr. Richards told us to wait until the weather was cooler and then come down to the Salt Lake Hospital.

On the 11^th of October I went into the hospital and stayed four days, on the 14^th of October, a Sunday, I went into the operating room at 12:00 P.M.. When I woke up again it was 4:00 and what was left of me was in a nice warm bed, it seemed to me I was almost all gone. The tumor and water weighed over fifty pounds and I was very poor. I was in bed 25 days at the hospital and then was back home. As soon as I was able to work a little the first thing I did was to make a nice chair tidy and rug for Sister Smith, the nurse I had in the hospital. Then I made a quilt to help her for nursing me.

The operation cost so much that we sold our home in Harrisville to pay for it and decided to go to the Snake River Valley where the girls were.

I taught the children in the school the next winter. I held school in Dan Owen's house that year although I was not much of a teacher I could help them learn to read and spell.

In 1890 we moved into our new home, so after three years of living in two rooms we did enjoy the nice home. Dora had been in Harrisville with Millie since we had moved, but she came just after we moved in the new house. She soon got acquainted with the young folks and on the 5^th on November she married John Denning in the Logan Temple. The next spring we got the sad news that dear Mother Rawson died the 21^st of April 1890.

In the fall of 1891 I took a trip down to St. George to see my dear mother and with the rest of my sisters and two brothers we went to the St. George Temple and were sealed to our parents. I visited about five weeks and then stopped in Harrisville for a few days to visit on my way home.

In the fall of 1890 Bishop Steel and his counselors came down and organized a ward. They held the meeting in our house and put pa in as presiding Elder. We held all the meetings in our house for over a year then built a church and called our Ward South Iona. We soon had all our organizations started. They put me in President of the Primary. The Relief Society had Sister Emma Molen and Maryetta Southwich and Lizzie Owens to preside. The Young Ladies had Dora Denning, Anna Southwich, Ruthy Richardson, The Primary Officers were Margaret Rawson, Crista Empey and Emily Norton.

The next winter in 1893 we had a school paid by taxes and the trustees hired a teacher that did not belong to our church, she was from Kansas City. (Birdie McBride)

On December 9, 1894, James Taylor, our daughter Millie's husband died. Horace went down to Harrisville to stay with Millie for a few months, Willie was gone to Logan to go to the high school there, we are so lonesome without our two boys. All four of the girls babies got sick at once, I went first and stayed a week with Annie, then stayed two days with Lizzie, then went to Louetts, then I was so worn out I had to come home. I never once thought of all this trouble when I got married, or I don't think I ever would, but it's a good thing I didn't for then I would not have had a nice large family like I have.

Willie was married in the Logan Temple on the 18^th of December 1895, to Nancy Southwick, a good girl and a true Latter Day Saint.

On the 7^th of May 1895 we had a family reunion, there were 34 of us, 12 of our own children, six son-in-laws, and one daughter-in-law besides pa and I. It was a meeting long to be remembered, the grandchildren played in the yard. They made a lovely sight playing games and running races, seemed like the 4^th of July. I hope we may all live to have many more such good times and family meetings.

On the 30^th of September 1896 William's first child was born, a daughter. She added another to our flock and made the 37^th grandchild, and the first of all to bear the Rawson name.

In 1912 we moved back to Ogden, and built a brick house on 31^st street below Wall Avenue. I hope I can stay here until I die.

This is 1916 on the 27^th of June. We went to Salt Lake to the banquet for the old people. When we got to the depot the band began to play and we marched out to the train with the lovely music playing.

When we got to Salt Lake we went to the Tabernacle. I expected to see my sister there, but could not find her. There were six thousand people there, over seventy, so it was impossible to find her.

She came to Ogden to see me and we went together to St. George and saw all the folks and had anise visit.

This is in 1923. Pa died on February 28, 1923. He had Bright's disease and flu and suffered fearful for three months. Everything was done for him that could be done, and it was a relief to have him go he suffered so terribly.

Grandmother passed away February 19, 1929 in Ogden at the home of her youngest daughter, Samantha, and was buried from the Eleventh Ward in Ogden, City, Utah. She was 87 years old.

(Copied from her journal by her Granddaughter, Ida May Rawson Russell.)