Hezekiah Mitchell, Age 65 |
Hezekiah Mitchell was born May 31,
1810, at Simmondly Parish, Glossop
Derby, England,
son of Thomas Mitchell and Martha Haigh Mitchell (md. November 4, 1804).
Mitchell did not keep a journal
until 1845; consequently, little is known of his childhood except from bits of
information told by his children. From his writing and activities, we have come
to know that he was a man of sincerity, honesty and great pride, and that he
must have been an upright youth striving always to do good to others. He also
had an artistic talent.
The earliest evidence of his art
was demonstrated when he was ten years old. At this time his father broke his
leg. The first day he was able to come downstairs and rest on a couch, Hezekiah
was told by his mother to sit on a chair and be quiet and not disturb his
father. I imagine this would be punishment to the boy, so to amuse himself he
found apiece of wrapping paper and pen and ink and sketched his father as he
lay resting.
What a story this valuable
sketching could tell. His mother, like any proud mother, would have praised him
for his talent and kept he drawing. I imagine the boy forgot ever doing it
until the day he was married. Then his mother gave the drawing to he and his
wife. This was carefully guarded during their stay in England and was brought to America on the
sailing vessel. This choice drawing finally traveled across the plains in a
wagon and was protected during moves. When Hezekiah died, his wife gave it to
my mother who treasured it, not even exhibiting it, until a few years before
her death. She then had it framed and wrote on the back of it that it was for
me. There is no etching I could cherish as highly as I do this drawing. If
things work out as I plan I will have it photographed and copies will be
available. It is now 140 years old. As I said before, this was the first
evidence of his artistic temperament, which was developed later in life because
he studied etching and worked at that trade part of the time as a young man.
I am told he attended Oxford University.
For how long I do not know, but at one time he was a school teacher. I have the
ruler he used—not a measuring rule, but a hardwood round ruler about 14 inches
long.
His parents were fairly well to do
and Hezekiah himself was capable of making a very good living. I am not sure of
the date of his marriage to Sarah Mallinson [Oct 7, 1832 at Manchester,
Lancaster, England],
who was born November 16, 1810, in Sheffield, Yorkshire, England.
All went well until Hezekiah joined the church. At this time, they had five
children—one son and four living daughters. The son had died as a child. We had
no record of Grandfather joining the church, until just last night I was
reading his journal written in 1849 while on the boat. He says, "November
16, 1849. It is five years today since I was baptized into this church. A very
beautiful day, about 1000 miles from Liverpool.
Very pleasant on deck." So I date his baptism as November 16, 1844. He
received the priesthood in 1845.
More will be written about the
ocean voyage later. From time to time I will quote his own words from his
journal so you will feel his spirit as I have done.
Sarah Mallinson 1842 |
Grandmother did not accept the
gospel at the time of Grandfather’s baptism. I have heard Mother say she
(Grandmother) was baptized about two months before my mother Elizabeth was
born, which was April 14, 1846. I imagine the baptism would be about February,
1846.
At the time Hezekiah acceped the
gospel, his family and friends turned against him. His father told him never to
come to his home again. He was unable to get employment; his family suffered in
many ways, but nothing shattered their faith. Grandmother was compelled to do
dressmaking to help support the family. Grandfather was told repeatedly,
"If you will give up Joe Smith, you can work for us at any time." He
was compelled to write his father and brother for money, but only once in his
journal is there a record of him going to the post office and receiving a small
amount of money from Ruben, his brother.
Soon after Grandfather’s baptism,
he was called to act as clerk of the Sheffield Conference which convened every
three months, and each conference thereafter until he left England he was appointed clerk of
the conference. This continued, I believe, sixteen or seventeen times until he
resigned to come to America.
On December 27, 1846, he was called
to preside over the Darnell Branch of the Sheffield Conference. This branch had
just been organized. This is when his journals start. There aren’t many
personal items unless they pertained to church affairs.
Often Grandfather had the gift of
tongues, also the interpretation of same. He tells often in his journal of the
message given to people or branches. He also tells of what tongue he speaks on
different occasions. Always after a testimony he bore or laid hands on an
individual to bless them, he acknowledged God as the giver of all things and
blessed His name.
He tells of one occasion when he
and two other brethren journeyed to Catcliff to preach. They stopped at the
square, knelt down, had prayer, and sang "How Firm a Foundation." A
good crowd gathered to hear them and the principles of the gospel were unfolded
to them. While there was no outward disturbance seen… "there was a feeling
of danger felt by me as I was talking on repentance and baptism; I felt
impressed to make this condition known. I told the group there were some
persons there that had evil in their souls and were there for no good and asked
them to not disturb those who wanted to hear the truth. There was about eight
individuals who sneaked out like they didn’t want to be seen. Others listened
to the sermon. I bore a strong testimony telling them I knew what this gospel
meant for before I heard this truth I was a Methodist preacher for eight years.
I know what I am talking about. Several came to us after the meeting and wanted
to hear more. To God be all the praise."
A note in his journal gives his address in Sheffield
as 106 Matilda Street.
111 Matilda Street, present day Sheffield |
Grandfather did have a strong
testimony of the truthfulness of this gospel. As the story progresses, you will
feel the strength of his spirituality. It was a surprise to me to learn from
his journal that he was called to a home mission in the branch. I will quote
his words: "Thought much on the greatness and surprising sublimity of the
work of God established in these last days; but more especially to be a
partaker of the blessings of the same, and to be counted worthy of being called
and ordained by the holy priesthood to preach the glorious gospel of Jesus
Christ. My desire is that I may ever keep myself humble and teachable, that I
may make full proof of my ministry and rightly divide the word of God to all as
the spirit will." In reading this, I can’t help but feel his goodness, his
strength and his humility. Truly, he was a sincere man.
About this time he begins to feel
the spirit of coming to Zion
and mentions it often. It seems to me
that in the early years of the church, Satan was trying hard to destroy the
church and all members. I would like to quote another experience as written in
his journal.
"Thursday, 14th – 1848. Opened
meeting, made some remarks on the power of the gospel which will be heard in
all nations. While Elder Shephard was testifying to the work, Sister Gallimore
was seized by the devil in such a manner as you never witnessed before whose
influence was felt more or less in the meeting. In the name of Jesus, we Elders
went and laid hands on her. They obeyed and left. We resumed our seats and the
meeting went on as usual. Again they returned, again we rebuked them, but they
did not entirely leave. I perceived them returning and laid my hands on her
head and asked the other brethren to assist me, Elder Buxton was mouth, the
devils fled feeling the power of the priesthood. The people were amazed at the
power of God having heard the unpleasant murmurs or more like the barking of
dogs and seeing them rebuked. I had the gift of tongues and interpretations
just before I closed the meeting which was, that we should rebuke the devils
from the room. At my request Elder Whitely opened the door and in solemn prayer,
and in the name of the Lord Jesus rebuked the devils from the room. There were
about twenty in number. The name of the head or president as given me in the
tongue was called PUEBLEBO."
He worked diligently as president
of Darnell Branch which was small. It seemed that all the work was done there
that could be done. Many had joined the church and the branch was active. Two
new branches in the Sheffield Conference were organized, namely Pilley and
Strombol. Hezekiah Mitchell was made president of these two new branches and
the work continues, Grandfather walking from 8 to 20 miles per day attending to
duties of Branch President.
"On Wednesday, May 9, 1849, my
wife was delivered of a lovely healthy baby boy. I named him Ebenezer Israel."
On Wednesday, June 6, 1849, when about 11 miles from home he was told there was
sickness at home. He hurried as fast as possible to the family and found his
baby son had died. He was overcome with grief by "the Lord’s will be
done." It took courage to carry on his missionary work the next two days,
but he did it and visited his branches as usual. Then on Sunday, June 10, 1849,
between afternoon and evening services the child was interred in St. Mary’s.
"The minister used some very strange expressions that are not found in the
Bible or anywhere else in the religion of Jesus Christ but found in Mystery
Babylon." (This seems strange for a minister to conduct services for the
baby, but maybe it was necessary to do so in order for church burial. The
Latter-day Saint Church was not recognized at that time.)
His father and brothers still
remained bitter toward Grandfather and the church. On Wednesday, April 24,
1848, the following is recorded:
"Was called upon to perform
some baptisms and administered to some members for their health. We felt the
spirit of God resting on us and blessings received. Our prayers were answered.
The praise and glory be to our God. After which I write a letter to my father
of which the following is a part:
(I record these incidents in detail
that you will feel his strength in the faith as I have done and that your
testimony will be strengthened for his courage and testimony.)
Another quote: "Thursday, June
15, 1848 – For two days I have felt sick in body. This morning no better, have
been administered to twice but it seems the power of hell were let loose upon
me, but firm in the gospel…I began to think I was going to die. I thought if
the Lord wants me I will have to go and was willing. I considered in my mind,
Why? I had served mankind faithfully, I had prayed that I might always labor
for the church and win souls that their lives might be saved in the kingdom of God. I have upheld the authorities and
teachings of the gospel amongst all opposition. I have been ever faithful.
While these thoughts were passing through my mind, another strong sentence came
to my mind, ‘My word shall never fail.’
"Presently a form was before
my mind. I examined it and found it could never be a celestial being. I rose up
in bed to get a clearer view and found it was the devil. I rebuked him in the
name of the Lord and presently a number of heavenly messengers were sent from
the region of bliss. All came within 10 yards of me. The foremost came up to my
bedside and said, ‘Hezekiah, thou shalt not die. Satan desires to have thee
because you are doing his kingdom much harm. Fear not, thou shalt gather to Zion, fear not, be of
good comfort.’ The messenger bade me farewell and they call looked upon me so
loving and pleasant and all moved to me as they departed and left such a
pleasant feeling and calmness of mind as I have never before enjoyed. I sent
for Elders Handgan and Barker who administered to me. Much better of the
disease and thank God for it."
His activities continue faithfully,
stating his work with his ministry strengthened his testimony each day.
On July 10, 1848, "My youngest
daughter Elizabeth was ill of the measles and they came out pretty well and we
thought she would soon recover. Having retired to bed as usual, placed a table
by the bedside, we went to sleep, and about 1 or 2 o’clock we were awakened up
by the table being thrown over; when I instantly jumped out of bed, set the
table on its legs, then found matches as soon as I could to get a light, and
behold!!! To our astonishment the child was dead to all appearances for she was
stretched out, eyes set, her face very much discolored as well as other parts
of her body. All the measles had entirely gone in. My wife said, ‘She is dead.’
I told her to be still for I was enabled by the spirit to possess myself. I
examined her carefully to see if the spirit had left the body, and when I found
that she did not breathe and there was no motion of the pulse, nor move in the
jugular vein and by a gentle shake which I gave the child, I then said with my
wife, ‘she is dead,’ but be still and I will lay hands on her and see what the
Lord will do for us according to the order of God’s house. I laid my hands on
her and in the name of Jesus commanded her to rise and come to herself, but no
movement whatever. I had faith still in the ordinance, and I knew that faith
like mine must prevail; consequently, I laid hands on her again in the name of
the Lord Jesus and the spirit of the child returned and she gasped a few times,
then she returned to her natural color and was in appearance one of the most
lovely little girls that I ever saw for the measles were rebuked from her
system too. We thanked God for such power, then laid down and slept comfortably
till morning. To God be the glory." This incident is recorded in the
Millennial Star, Volume II. I have the volume.
On Wednesday, October 18, 1848, an
interesting account is recorded of a letter to a minister Rev. Mr. Hand in
which he explains and defends the principles of the gospel but, although it is
interesting it is lengthy and I will not copy it here.
Grandfather, among other things,
was a poet and often several verses are given in the journal. He also wrote and
taught shorthand. He states it is the Pitman system; however, methods must have
changed because, although it is written beautifully, it is much different than
Pitman is written today and is difficult to read.
He speaks of visits from Orson
Hyde, P.P. Pratt, John Taylor, and others; feels blessed to have them in his
home.
Sunday, October 14, 1849, attended
his branch meetings, talked about faithfulness to the true principles and
advised all to hold fast, to overcome temptation and do their part in the
progress of the church. He was leaving them soon with his family; he would go
to America.
He was sad at leaving them but it is something he has hoped and prayed for, for
some time. At this meeting he resigned his position as clerk of the Sheffield
Conference and as Branch President. He held this position from February 17,
1845, to October 30, 1849.
I wish Grandfather had written more
of the details about the preparation for the trip. It would have been
interesting, but all he records is, "Saturday, October 27, 1849, made
ready to go to Liverpool to sail for America on the first of November. I
have written for my family to come to see us off for America, we will never see each
other again."
Lifeboat from the sailing vessel Zetland |
It was Saturday, November 10, 1849,
that anchor was set and the steamer tugged them for fourteen miles into the
open waters and they were finally on their way to New Orleans. Only a few hours after, several
were seasick, himself included.
Each day he reports conditions and
activities giving distance traveled, longitude and latitude of the vessel. The
route could be traced from his notations.
Each day, morning services were
held opening and closing with prayers and singing. He makes record of ships or
vessels large or small that passes them; also reports seeing different types of
fish. One day a whale followed the boat for some time. There were also flying
fish, porpoises, and many others.
A marriage was performed on the
boat. Thomas Maycock and Selina R. Peaton were married by President Hawkins.
This was the first marriage he had ever witnessed by the authority of heaven.
This day they were 120 miles off the Medeira
Island. It was not
visible, but he had studied about this island and he describes the people and
activities.
Grandfather shows his culture by
the books he reads and the books he brought with him such as History of Russian
War, World History, Works of John Milton, and many others. He spent this day
studying and reading Civil Engineering. He also had studied astrology and each
night, both on the ocean and plains, a group would gather around him to hear
about the stars, moon, and the heavens.
An item noteworthy: "Monday,
December 3, 1849 – Spent part of the day reading Dr. Kalton’s work The People
of Persia. Also saw a small vessel pass heading for California called ‘Sam & Ben.’ Our
captain spoke to their captain." This boat was in the route traveled by
some in reaching San Francisco which went around the Cape of Good Hope [sic;
actually Cape Horn—Cape of Good Hope is in Africa. DL] at the tip of South America requiring over four months en route. Now
the trip is made in a few hours. I am reminded of the trip sponsored by Sam
Brennan, a convert, who took a shipload of saints from New
York to San Francisco
in 1846 over this route. An interesting story and an interesting bit of
history. If you are not familiar with this incident, I advise you to read it.
The vessel was called ‘Brooklyn.’
On Wednesday the 12th, 1849, they
came in sight of St. Domingo Island
and came near to the Rock Alto Vela Beta. He describes it as being very high
with no vegetation on it. No life of any sort except large birds. They also see
the Jamaican Islands. Grandfather here displays his
artistic talent; also his love of the beauties of nature. In the journal he
sketches the rock; also the Island of Jamaica and the Dominican
Island which he records were
discovered by Columbus
in 1492. The sketches show a mountainous country with three levels of mountains
with trees. On the lower level, there were green fields which remind him of England. Also
plantations of vast gardens with "..some small white houses with green
doors and shutters. We could see movable objects but could not perceive what
they were. That part which we were nearest to was very pleasing to the eye. The
larger mountain in the distance whose tops were now and again encircled in
clouds gave in imposing effect to the whole view. Smoke ascended now and then
from a chimney which told us there must be a house or sugar refinery, at least
there must be a cause before there can be an effect.
"December 14, 1849 – A death
on board. Elder Liggetts’ son passed away. His body was cast overboard. I saw
his body sink in the water at north latitude 18"20 west longitude
66"20."
A small boat with its white sails
was coasting along then presently it was wafted beautifully on the smooth
surface of the Caribbean Sea, probably taking
a trip to a neighboring island or otherwise a view of the splendid ship
Zetland. But little did they know what her cargo is or where bound.
On December 18, they were in the Gulf of Mexico, not too long before they reached the sand
bar which was the dread of all vessels. The committee members passed
resolutions thanking first Captain Brown (captain of the Zetland) then in turn
all who had served the passengers and made conditions pleasant for them and
last a vote of thanks to Hezekiah Mitchell for him acting as clerk of the trip
on the ship Zetland.
An interesting but a sad note
followed, "Move that a contribution be taken up for John Martin to furnish
him with a pair of trousers, etc. A clear vote."
On the 20th of December, the vessel
struck the sand bar and was lodged there for three days necessitating larger
ships to release it. They continued up the river to New Orleans. The bar is at the mouth of the Mississippi River. The plantations along the river were
beautiful.
The vessel arrived in New Orleans December 24.
All deck hands were given a holiday, but all were anxious to get their luggage
transferred to ‘Ben West’ the river boat—a very miserable boat for passengers,
very crowded and uncomfortable.
Hezekiah Mitchell, age 50+ |
At this point, Grandfather
complains of feeling miserable, which continued the entire river trip. He was
unable to keep his journal, was weak and compelled to stay in his berth. A
child died on the river and was buried in the side of the river bed. Mississippi River traveling was very dangerous—loose logs
on the river and fallen trees are a menace to the water paddles of the boat. He
offers a prayer for the safety of the saints that follow.
The part arrived at St. Louis Friday, January
11, 1850. Grandfather fainted as he was trying to leave the boat. He was carried
from the boat and was believed to be dead. Several had suffered with cholera,
and we have reason to believe this was his trouble. When the family arrived in St. Louis he had 35 cents in his pocket. From
his journal I quote:
"Members of the church have
attended to my temporal wants as far as they could for which I am truly
thankful, then they laid my case before the Ladies of the Benevolent Society.
They have done much for me and my family in administering to our wants. They
have paid the expenses of a doctor, wood for fire, sugar, tea, some bedding,
clothing and other necessary things and with all recommending us to the City
Hotel where we should have vitals for a time, that is till I might get
employment, and also taking a great interest in finding our Frederick work in
etching. God bless them all."
He continued to feel miserable for
some time. In spite of ailing, he attended church when possible, attending to
his duties. Being administered to often seemed to give him a spiritual uplift.
It is said that Grandfather never fully recovered from this illness.
In August in St. Louis, he makes note of "…opened up
a school today." This is the only mention of the school and I have heard
no mention of it from Mother. He probably tried to make a living at his
profession.
Daughter Lavinia [Mitchell] left to
go up the Missouri River with Mrs. Barnard to
work. Grandfather feels upset about her leaving the family and offers a sincere
prayer for her safety and prays earnestly that the people will protect her as
their own that she will return to them unharmed. I think she would be only 12
years of age, but I suppose financial aid was necessary.
Sarah Mallinson Mitchell |
As soon as possible after arriving
in St. Louis,
Grandfather opened a small store, Grandmother assisting with her sewing. Uncle
Fred was employed by McClelland & Scruggs Company as a bookkeeper. All did
their share in helping the family get along.
"Monday the 17th, 1851 – Jenny
Lend, the singer, arrived in St. Louis.
Thankful to be this far on the way to the valley of the mountains."
On Monday, March 31, 1851, a female
child was born to Hezekiah and Sarah Mitchell named Sarah Ann.
May 15, 1851, he ordained his son
Frederick A. H. F. Mitchell a deacon.
Grandfather’s health is still bad.
He feels discouragement and feels that Satan is trying to destroy his being,
but prays earnestly that he will be preserved and blessed.
Friday, October 3, 1851, the family
moved to a farm in Jersey County,
Illinois, to obtain means to
travel to the mountains. Still not well; has chills and fever. He traded for a
yoke of oxen about 8 or 9 miles from this place but one of them died which was
a great loss to him.
When the family moved to Illinois, Frederick, the
only son, remained in St. Louis.
It was advisable because with his good position he could help the family
financially.
Quoting from his journal: "On
the 3 February 1852, went tot he mill with one ox in the wagon, about 4 miles,
exceedingly bad road through the woods. In crossing Otter Creek the third time
my wagon was turned on one side and the box burned upside down and my wife
under it in the mud. She was not hurt in the least not even her bonnet crushed.
I jumped out into the mud on the edge of the water, lifted the box up and set
my wife at liberty and told her to get out of the way. Poor Turk was almost
throttled in the water with the wagon being on one side. I set the wagon right,
go on the ox’s back to liberate him but could not, consequently had to jump off
his back into the water, then with difficulty I got him out. Thank God for his
care over us that we were not hurt. To Him be the glory.
He speaks of tapping maple trees to
make sugar. One point in going to Jersey
County, Illinois, was
to prepare for the trip west. This is near the wooded country and Grandfather
intended to make the wagon to carry his family west.
Saturday, February 2, 1852, he
writes: "Prepared some parts for a new wagon, a very strong desire to go
to California."
(All western territory was considered to be California.) "Oh! Lord open up my way
for me and family. Oh!! How I long to be there and be instructed in the
truth."
He engaged in any work to further
his plans to join the saints in Zion
as you can see: "Saturday, February 14, 1852 – Split a number of rails.
Whatever I do the uppermost thought is on the work of God and the valley of the
mountains and my increasing desire to go there. Oh! Lord open my way before me.
Thought on the science of astronomy; how beautiful are the order of the
heavens, have a great desire to increase my study in the same, read a
considerable portion of the work on that subject."
"February 19, 1852 – Committed
to memory a number of words pertaining to astronomy connected with the twelve
signs of the Zodiac."
"February 20, 1852 – Engaged
to make about two thousand rails for Mr. Noble at 80 cents per hundred. He
advanced me two dollars for present use. Had the subjects of natural philosophy
and astronomy in mind. How wonderful are the works of God."
A few days following, he split
rails, 100 each day. Imagine, his daily work would net him 80 cents. One day he
says he cut the wood and split 26 rails. What a pity it was for a man with his
education, also broken in health, to have to resort to such hard labor to
support his family.
He bought another ox for $17. Now
he has two and traveling will be easier. Within the next few days he bought a
cow and calf for $11.
While in this county, it was
necessary to call his family together in meetings and administer the sacrament,
sing hymns, and have prayers. He was very grateful to the neighbors who were
not members of the church but who had charity and kindness in their hearts and
who recognized their situation and need and brought them food such as bacon,
vegetables, beef, corn and many other necessities that filled their needs.
This is an interesting item.
Grandfather gave this recipe: "Recipe for making cistern cement – ashes
two parts, three parts of clay, one part sand, mixed with oil, will make a
cement as hard as marble and inpenetrable (sic) by water forever." (I
would like to try it sometime.)
The spring was beautiful in Illinois and it was time
to plant for the future. While tilling and planting, Grandfather always offers
a prayer that the crops will be a success and will aid them in preparation for
the trip west to join the saints and help build the temple.
One day while he was on his way to
split a few rails, he heard a rattlesnake, measured more than three feet, got a
stick and killed it. Then he took it home to show his family because its
markings were so beautiful. (Now I know where I get some of my ideas and
foolishness from. We can see beauty in most of nature’s workings.)
The next few weeks recorded work in
the field, reading very good books, working for the interest of his family, and
praying for departure in the spring to join the saints and go west.
He worked often on his wagon but
makes no mention of it, just like it was an unimportant job. But to me it is
mighty important. Mother spoke a lot about it. She watched the wagon ‘grow.’
She told about going with her father to cut the wood for the wagon, watch him
season the wood, and remembers how he would turn the wood regularly to the heat
so it would season evenly and how she stood on the wheel rims while he set the
metal tires. She watched every move he made in constructing the wagon. To her
it was a wonder. I think it was too. Grandfather brought parts to repair the
wagon on the journey west, but used them all to repair other wagons.
Mitchell Family |
"August skies displayed a
beautiful comet." It is seen for several nights and he describes the
difference in its appearance and length of tail as the time passes. In September,
he sees the Northern Lights and takes the family out to watch them, describing
the cause and effects. Comments on their beauty.
For days the family cut and dried
peaches that they might enjoy them later. "Spent evening reading Hadley’s
"Life of Napoleon Bonaparte and his Marshels."
He must have given private
schooling to several. Often he records, "Heard Mr. Morgan or others in
their lessons." He has made converts of a few who live in this farming
area. Many, many pages are devoted to daily activities as I have mentioned, but
I will not take the time to account them all.
An interesting drawing is made in
the journal which illustrates his art and knowledge of mechanical art. He draws
a perfect and accurate picture of a locomotive steam whistle. What makes it
whistle is shown by parts being numbered and described in detail.
Now we read between the lines and
feel preparations are being made to leave. "Put wagon together, tried it
out. Everything seems okay. Took parts apart and painted them…. Traded with J.
Samson for a sorrel mare, let him have one steer, my old wagon and gave him
$10.00…. Traded my old yoke of cattle with Dr. Parry for a gray mare…. Bought a
harness, Dr. Parry loaned me $4.25…. Returned home with my wagon and
horses."
And so on Tuesday, May 23, 1854,
they left Jersey County
for Utah, first to join the company in Missouri. Uncle Fred had
given up his work in St. Louis and joined the family in Jersey County to come
west with them. They hadn’t traveled five miles before trouble started—another
test of their faith. They were caught in a gully in the mud. The horses balked
and the cows got stuck in the mud. They had to stand in the mud all night in a
heavy rain. Soon a man passed with a team who helped them out. He went to see a
Mr. Watson to see if he would trade for cattle. "He wanted my new wagon,
horses, and harness for two yoke of his cattle and his old wagon, very
unreasonable…. Traded my sorrel pony for one yoke of cattle…. Traded our gray
mare for a yoke of cattle with a man living near Carr place…. We rejoiced at
our prosperity," but Satan certainly tried to hinder their progress.
Trouble continued. They broke the
wagon tongue and had to stop and repair it. It rained constantly and they were
all soaked. The roads were bad and traveling was slow. The young yoke of cattle
were showing signs of fatigue. He tried to trade but was not successful. In
spite of all this, they continued on overcoming every possible obstacle. Each
evening, they always looked for a comfortable place for the cattle where there
was good food and water. They stopped and purchased new supplies at each town.
Grandfather tells of crossing the rivers and comments on the bad condition of
bridges that need to be repaired. One new bridge was built in a poor manner; it
should be torn down and be rebuilt properly. He tells just the proper way of
building it so it would be safe.
From the mention of towns or cities
they pass through or near, I have traced the trip on the map.
It was necessary to ford small
streams and ferry over the larger ones. When they neared Brunswick,
which is located on the Missouri River, they
were stopped by a man who told them there was an epidemic of cholera there and
wished to warn them. They said they would take a chance. They came to the ferry
on the Grand River and crossed over into Carroll
County and camped on the banks of the Grand River. They laid down and watched the heavens which
were beautiful to behold, went to sleep and woke up and found it had rained a
good bit and that the yoke of cows had strayed off. Grandfather and son Fred
dressed hurriedly and searched for cattle, found them and returned at daybreak
in time to have breakfast and start again on their journey. It was about 3 p.m.
Thursday, June 22, that they arrived in Richmond
after crossing more bridges that creaked as they crossed and Grandfather said
"His heart was sick with fear."
The family continued on until June
23, 1854, when Grandfather ends his journal for that book. There were more
pages in the book, but he just stopped writing. I’m sorry. I would like to have
followed them until they meet the saints. His journal is not picked up until
after they are in the Valley. What a pity to lose this wonderful detailed
description of the trip. However, Uncle Fred kept a journal in a very small
notebook. It is written in pencil and is hard to read. It was started the day
they left Jersey County, Illinois, on the trip west. I will continue
from his journal.
"On 25th June, passed through Liberty, Clay County,
Missouri. Saddened by the fact that it was here the leaders of the church had
been persecuted and suffered. We journeyed on toward Platte
City and crossed Platte River."
They are always concerned about the
welfare of the cattle in finding good food for them. They crossed the Missouri River on the ferry at 1 o’clock p.m. After
crossing, they met Brother Farr and several of the brethren, after which they
traveled about four miles to Williams Camp. Here they met the saints and
rejoiced they were on time.
Later, they met a company of
Swedish and English saints. They also met Orson Pratt who was on his way to the
Valley, which was thrilling, and Brother Fielding whom he had known in England. That,
too, was a wonderful experience. Their wagon was placed next to Grandfather’s.
They spent the evening together rejoicing.
Interferences continued. On July 3,
1854, they prepared to start about 8 a.m., but one of the cattle refused to be
yoked. It was 11 a.m. before they got on their way. Then all went well. The
Kansas Camp started a few hours before them; hence they were ahead. They
traveled until sundown. By the order of Brother Orson Pratt, two yoke of cattle
were there to help them over.
"Tuesday, July 4, 1854 – This
morning all the camp was awakened to gather around the Liberty pole on which was hoisted the
glorious Stars and Stripes. A couple of guns were fired over it. Our Captain
Brown delivered a brief but very appropriate speech and solicited volunteers
with tame cattle to go [to] the last camping place for the wagons which were left
there. Those that had teams went willingly. I spent the day doing odd jobs to
help those here."
On Wednesday, July 18, 1854, Uncle
Fred was appointed clerk and historian of the company. He proceeded immediately
to taking the names of the company; also a record of a death. Each male member
was appointed to take turn to stand guard of the cattle and horses during the
nights and resting period on the entire trip.
Some of the wagon tongues were
showing signs of wear, so Grandfather and Frederick spent one day making new
tongues in case of trouble.
An interesting item is recorded:
"After preparing to travel one morning it was discovered that several
yokes of cattle were missing. Several looked for them but unsuccessful. They
traveled on, then suddenly Captain Russell rode up quickly, said that seven
Indians had been seen with our cattle by Charles A. Lanson who approached the
Indians and made it known he wanted the cattle, but the Indians presented guns
and they were compelled to leave. Brother Pratt was ahead but retreated and all
men who had arms were requested to go in search of the cattle." The number
who volunteered was 30 including Uncle Fred. After searching for three hours
they were forced to return. They found from tracks that the Indians had separated
in four different directions. They company journeyed ahead without the cows.
While resting, Uncle Fred climbed
to the top of a hill, stopped to admire the beauty, and in his artistic way
made a sketch of the area.
On one occasion, they were nearing
a creek; the road was bad. All men with axes and shovels prepared the road. It
was rough and narrow over the creek, not wide enough to take these heavy
wagons. Logs were cut and placed on one side, brush and dirt were put between
them. This made a safe road for all future wagons to cross. Saw two graves in
the area of the repair work. One was hardly covered and the odor was terrible.
Soon after they started traveling again, an oxen on Mr. Friel’s team dropped
dead. No warning symptoms were seen to prepare them for the death.
On Tuesday, July 14, 1854, a
council meeting was held and it was decided to let the family wagons go ahead
of the freight wagons which travel slower. The family wagons are those whose
owners travel in their own wagons; the freight wagons are those who carry paid
passengers and extra freight. This is the 19th birthday of Frederick Mitchell.
This day the wagons moved ahead numbering 41. Provisions were getting low,
which was the reason for the family wagons to move and not travel as an entire company.
When about to cross the Big Blue
Creek, they were advised that all wagons should travel fast and not to stop in
the middle because of quicksand. All crossed safely, but at times it was
necessary to hitch extra horses to wagons. The creek is 18 or 20 inches deep.
After they camped for the night, two men who said they were from the store came
to hang around us. Captain Brown politely told them they were not welcome and
to please move on, but extra guards were appointed to guard the cattle and camp
that night. The cattle and horses seemed troublesome all night.
July 19, 1854, Captain Brown had
heard that Brother Fields’ Company had been robbed of provisions and clothing.
They had none to spare so were advised by Captain Brown to travel fast and the
men should travel with gun and whip in hand. This seemed rather a novel
situation for a young man. At one time they could see something approaching
them but when they came face to face with it, it turned out to be a pack of
mules from California.
About eight miles from Cotton
Creek, they were overtaken by a company of saints from Kansas. They camped across the creek from
this company. They were not very clean but seemed healthy. Captain Brown
adopted them, but gave them rules and regulations to follow and warned them to
obey.
Sarah Mallinson Mitchell, 1860 |
They crossed the Platte River,
camped on its banks and traveled to Kerney. After they were on the road again,
they saw several buffalo. They had difficulty in killing two, which were
divided among the company. Grandmother salted part of theirs down for future
use. Mother tells of Grandmother’s cooking and how she made many tasty things
that others did not bother with. Of course, they milked the cows and made
butter, which was delicious.
Mother told the story of an
experience with the Indians. "At one point, the wagons were told to travel
fast. To make the wagons lighter, the older members of the family were to walk
by the side of the wagon. I, being only 8 years of age, was to stay in the
wagon with Mother and Sarah. I thought I was as big as anyone and capable of
walking. I quietly slid to the end of the wagon unnoticed. Just when I was on
the end of the wagon an Indian appeared out of the brush and placed his hands
on my waist and was carefully edging me out of the wagon. I was so frightened I
couldn’t speak of make a sound. Priscilla’s shoe came untied and she lagged
behind to tie it. As she rose she saw the situation. In another few seconds I
would have been missing. She screamed to Father who cracked the whip high over
his head. The Indian did not release me. Again he cracked the whip near his
head showing the Indian he was serious. At that he let me go, and I certainly
was glad to climb to the front of the wagon and stay there."
They passed nine wagons heading for
the States filled with apostate followers of Gledden Bishop. They had very
little to say to them.
One of the oxen on Grandfather’s
team was lame suffering from Hollow Horn (whatever that is). Our wagon lagged
behind. Sister Warberton also stayed behind. One of her cows was calving. By
permission of Captain Brown, they hitched her sister cow to the place of our
lame one and traveled on to the end of the day.
From Uncle’s journal I quote,
"Thursday, August 3, 1854 – Stood guard from 2-4 o’clock, got on the road
28 minutes before 7 o’clock. Traveled well until noon. Our steer gave out in
the afternoon, he had traveled as far as his strength would let him. We untied
him from behind the wagon and I stayed with him until 8 o’clock. In the
meantime, I went off the road a piece toward the river and cut him some grass
which he ate. While I was with him the Danish Company passed me. They have 60
wagons and 500 persons all in good health. After they had gone by, I managed
with great difficulty to drive him about a mile which brought me to the Danish
Camp and finding him not able to go any farther I had to leave him. I was then
about 4 miles from our camp. I met father coming to meet me. The night was very
pleasant and favored with the light of the moon. We traveled 18 miles today.
Grass here was not of the best but some good cold spring water. I got in camp
at 9 o’clock p.m."
Next day, they traveled until six
o’clock. They met E.T. Benson and Ira Eldredge coming from the Valley to relieve
Brother Pratt and H.T. Eldredge, Elder E. Snow to St. Louis,
Orson Spencer to Cincinnati, H. Linit to England, Doctor Rust and son with the U.S. mail all
in fine spirits. After supper, O. Spencer and E.T. Benson preached to the
saints touching on different subjects of the gospel. All felt very much
edified.
They crossed the south fork of the Platte River.
It is two feet deep including six inches of sand. All
wagons crossed safely, but it was very heavy hauling. They camped in the area
after crossing. I remember hearing Mother telling of this incident and how
frightened she was. She was 8 years old.
Next day, Uncle Fred tells of
picking three quarts of choke cherries and Grandmother made jam. It was
delicious. Later that day, Brother Fielding’s wagon tipped over. What a mess in
the road. Uncle helps pick it up, but it was not an easy task.
The trip has been hard and tedious
not only for the saints but the animals are showing effects of the strain. This
day, two oxen have died in their places on the team.
"Friday, August 11, 1854 –
After traveling 16 miles we camped in view of Chimney Rock. Next day we hitched
‘Hornet’ our lead ox alone because Sister Thorp did not like her cow to be
worked." After dinner, they were overtaken by Brothers Benson, Eldredge,
and Kesler who told them to rest. Brother Benson told them that Brother
Eldredge’s camp had stampeded and he had lost 122 head and wanted 5 yoke of
their cattle to go and help them. The brethren complied with their request gladly.
After hours, they were on their way again and traveled past Chimney Rock. This
bluff as described by Uncle Fred is very interesting because of its romantic
appearance. They were again overtaken by some of the brethren on their way to
the Valley, including Brother O. Pratt, who came to their wagon and spent the
evening with them. They were happy to see him.
Uncle Fred’s journal ends here.
What a shame. I would like to have followed them into the Valley and heard
their reaction. Mother told us they camped the first night on the old 8th Ward
square. Mother remembers Grandfather writing in his journal while on the
journey to Utah
and described the book’s size, shape, and color. He usually wrote after calling
the family together for prayer, and often showing them the beauties of the
heavens and nature. This journal or book is missing, for which I am sorry.
However, I am thankful that Uncle Fred kept his journal which has given us
many, many interesting personal experiences, I think very valuable experiences
as far as he goes.
Now we continue our story from
Grandfather’s journal. The first record is dated "Journal, 1854 – Having
arrived in Great Salt Lake City, it was about 10 days before we got into a
house, rented one from James Ure. Hauled sand, clay, and did other work for
almost a month as much as the cattle could stand it. Then I saw Brother
Crosland, came with him to Richville, Tooele
County, saw Brother Peter Maughn at E.T. City.
Spoke to him about getting 10 acres of land, a city and garden lot. Made some
arrangements with him for the same. I am tolerable sick. Saw Brother Gillette
and Bro. Bryan, haven’t seen them since I landed in St. Louis in 1850. Returned home in Salt Lake
with the government wagons. Stayed in Salt Lake
a few days then returned to E.T. bringing my wagon, oxen, and two cows with me
to commence to build me a house. The lot was on the east side of E.T. My cattle
were too weak to haul logs from the canyon. Bro. Gillette and Bro. Maughn
hauled a load for me which cost me $16.00 for same. Built me a house as soon as
possible and moved my family here on Saturday, November 25, 1854." (So we
have lost three months of valuable history which would have been intensely
interesting.)
"In April, planted 10 acres of
wheat and corn but grasshoppers ate most of it. Got only 2 ½ bushels from the
lot but got 15 bushels of potatoes."
Mother tells how all members fought
the grasshoppers from the wheat and corn and also the potato bugs from the
potato plants to save the crops in much the same manner as they fought the
cricket plague in 1847. We wonder how much more they will be tried, but even
then each night and morning prayers were offered, prayers for strength and
thanksgiving. On April 15, 1855, Grandfather and Grandmother, Priscilla, Maria
and Elizabeth were rebaptized by Peter Maughn and confirmed the same day by P.
Maughn and Bishop Rowberry. Grandfather was appointed to preside over the
lesser priesthood. He was nominated and received as the referee for the Mill
Precinct, Tooele County, Utah Territory.
Standing, L to R: Priscilla, Frederick, Lavinia
Sitting, L to R: Sarah Ann, Elizabeth, Maria. This photo was
from around 1875-1880
|
"August 13, 1855, was ordained
by President David Pettigrew an High Priest at E.T. City."
I remember Mother telling of how Grandfather came home from this meeting. He
was overjoyed and threw his hat into the air several times because he had
advanced to the highest order in the priesthood.
Was thankful this day because
President Brigham Young gave him permission to take another wife.
They have been in the valley 1½
years and son Fred has just been married. At a conference held in Salt Lake,
Fred was called to go on a mission to the Sandwich Islands (Hawaii). His experiences are very
interesting, but that is another story.
Grandfather was appointed as clerk
of the E.T. Branch and later was chosen as President of E.T. Branch. In case
you may not know, E.T. is located just around the point of the mountain
southwest of Garfield.
Richville is located between this point and Grantsville. E.T. is named after
Ezra Taft Benson. These places were small farming branches and each was
presided over by a Branch President. Tooele Stake was not organized until 1866.
These days represented hard trying
times. In May, 1856, Grandfather signed to the Bishop five acres of his land
valued at $9 per acre for his tithing. He made frequent trips to the canyon for
wood which he used for the family and selling whenever possible. He often drove
to Salt Lake
or Ogden
selling his wood for as low as $3. Sometimes it was necessary to trade it for
small items. It was a two days journey each way from E.T. to Salt Lake
in a wagon driven by cows and oxen. It was almost impossible for him to support
his family on the ground he had.
Grandfather was handy and could do
almost anything he tried; consequently, he was in demand in the county to do
many odd jobs but with very little pay. He journeyed to Ogden in July to see if he could get some
harvesting done but was unsuccessful. He went with Bro. Friel to see if he
could locate a piece of ground that was available. He located one that was
desirable but found it was spoken for, settled on another one and put some
stakes around it and made a claim on it. He worked for Brother Brown at labor
for three days and was paid three bushels of wheat for pay. While in Ogden July 24, he
witnessed the 24th of July celebration—parades, speeches, bands, dinner, dancing
and singing. He goes into detail describing it. It is a wonderful experience
for him. Returning home one day he picked ½ bushels of service berries in the
canyon. His wife made jam which helped the food situation.
On some occasions, the family was given
permission to go to the neighboring fields and glean the wheat. He started to
cut his own wheat but much of it had been destroyed by grasshoppers.
Often he was compelled to stay in Salt Lake
and Ogden for
three weeks exchanging his grain for "food stuff," also doing odd
jobs to buy a few necessities. Of course, children and Grandmother were left at
home. At times the family diet was reduced to pigweed and milkweed greens. My
mother was helping a woman in her home for 50 cents a week and was allowed one
biscuit each day for her lunch. The youngest sister Sarah was sick because of
lack of proper food. Each day my mother would put her biscuit in her pocket and
after lunch dishes were done would run home with the precious food for the sick
sister. Aunt Sarah said because of this that Elizabeth saved her life. One day the lady
noticed what Mother did and the next day she was refused a biscuit. That night,
she cried herself to sleep and dreamed that she was at the door the next
morning and saw her father coming along the road driving the wagon and it was
piled high with sacks of the precious foodstuffs. When she left the house the
next morning, she saw her father coming just as she had seen him in her dream.
She ran to meet him, told him of her experience with the woman and also her
dream. He told her she should never go to that house again and she never did.
He had been away three weeks. Yes, there were trying times.
Grandfather traded his good strong
wagon and bows he had made for 8 acres of standing corn, 1 ½ acres of squash
and melons and about 4 acres of wheat. So immediately he had to start to
assemble parts for another wagon. He exchanged work for some unused wheels and
other odds and ends and with lumber and wood started to make himself another
wagon, which was necessary to make the necessary trips to Salt Lake
with his grain.
Grandfather, being the handy man,
was always on hand to help others with odd jobs. He helped Brother Maughn
prepare to move to Cache county. He quotes, "Assisted him until he rolled
out and was on his way, received as pay for the work 1 ½ bushels of barley, 40
lbs of flour, 26 lbs of short irons for a wagon, half a bushel of wheat, and a
quantity of old iron to use for my wagon."
Captain James Brown (1801-1863) |
Took his gun and shot at the crows
in his corn. This was a busy time of year. Besides harvesting crops, he was
preparing for winter, and working hard to complete his new room.
The hand-cart companies were
reported coming into Salt
Lake and on one of
Grandfather’s trips to the city he visited with and spent the night with
Brother and Sister Richards who introduced him to a Miss Elizabeth Bowers and
Sister Richards who introduced him to a Miss Elizabeth Bowers. Brother Richards
suggested that Grandfather marry this girl. Grandfather suggested this to her
but she didn’t give an answer. Upon returning home to E.T., he talked the situation
over with Grandmother who rebels at first as any natural wife would do, but
later she agrees because they felt it was one of the commandments of the
gospel. So on Tuesday, December 30, 1856, Grandfather and Grandmother made a
trip to Salt Lake again to deliver some goods to
saints and after doing so went to Brother Richards to again meet Elizabeth
Bowers. To make a long story short, they were sealed by Brigham Young and on
January 2, 1857, all three started for their home in E.T. They traveled in a heavy
snowstorm and were compelled to stop at the point of the mountain for the
night.
Brother Erastus Christensen and
daughter Priscilla were married by Bishop John Rowberry January 28, 1857.
Every few days it was necessary for
him to go to the canyon or mountains for wood. He tells on one occasion when he
went to the mountains to get fire wood how he climbed to the top of the
mountain and admired and described in detail the beautiful view he sees—the
beautiful Great Salt Lake, the lovely Tooele Valley.
With Grandfather’s artistic temperament, he always sees the beauty of most any
situation.
This journal ends March 29, 1857,
and I have nothing in the way of a journal until March 29, 1863, except a few
incidents I remember Mother telling which I will recall.
When Johnson’s army was coming to Utah and were to march through Salt
Lake and Tooele Valley
on the way to the camp, Brigham Young told all to leave their home and march
south. Grandfather moved his family to Lehi where they stayed until the danger
was over, then they returned. I believe they were away about 4 months.
Grandfather had planted potatoes before he left and upon his return found them
almost ready to harvest.
Times were hard at E.T. and getting
worse. People were moving away and none were replacing them. Grandfather
thought he would make a better living where the land was better and in a place
that was more heavily populated. In that way he could pick up more odd jobs to
help with necessities. I mentioned before that he had filed on a piece of ground
in Ogden so he
moved his families from E.T. My mother tells of the move. She remembered well.
There was not room for all to ride and Mother says she and Sarah drove a few
sheep most of the way.
I imagine from the way the journal
reads that the second wife was left in Salt
Lake where he provided living quarters
for her, taking Grandmother and family, which consisted of the two younger
daughters, on to Ogden
and established a home for them there. Another small journal tells of attending
conference of the church April 6, 1863, and enjoying the spirit of the gospel
in all sessions. Then in Ogden
in May, he blesses his two grandchildren, children of Priscilla. Then on
Wednesday, July 8, 1863, he tells of blessing his son Hezekiah, second son of
his second wife Elizabeth Bowers. There is no mention at this time of the birth
of his oldest son Henry by this wife. He helped his son Fred paint his store
and did many other odd jobs working not only for his son but for other people
and then again working in his son Fred’s store permanently.
Hezekiah Mitchell |
He reads such wonderful literature
and makes not of interesting items he reads in the paper. He makes note that Mt. Etna
is erupting and describes at length on the details of the volcano. Under date
of April 2, 1867, read Hebrew, Greek, Latin, and Italian to his daughter Sarah
Ann and explains what prompted his studying these languages at some time in his
life, mostly while he is in England.
He reads and makes comments on Maximillian and gives rather an interesting bit
of history concerning his life. Many other bits of history are given all
through his journal proving conclusively he was a great reader of good books.
A note worthy of copying is as
follows: "Friday, December 18, 1863, the House Committee on Territories
will soon report bills to bring Nebraska, Utah and Colorado as
states also to create a new territory out of some portions of Nebraska…"
"Durability of Timber – The
piles sustaining the London
Bridge have been driven
500 years. In 1845, they were critically examined and found to have decayed but
slightly. These piles are
principally of Elm. Old Savory
Place in the city of London is sustained on piles driven 650 years
ago, they consist of Oak, Elm, Beech and Chessnut and are perfectly sound. The
bridge built by the Emperor Trojan over the Danube built 1600 years ago
recently had one of its piles taken up which was found to be petrified
three-quarters of an inch deep and the rest had undergone no change." (I
recopy this that all of you might appreciate his interest in world incidents.)
He comments on the wagons parading
up Main Street
loaded with rock to build the temple and then returning immediately for another
load. The work is progressing rapidly.
Two of Oliver Cowdery’s sisters are
in Salt Lake. One of them seems to be interested
in Mormonism, the other does not. They will go on to California.
March 30, 1864, his second wife
gives birth to another son which Grandfather blesses and names Heber.
On April 6, 1864, Grandfather was
given permission to have two women sealed to him, namely Sarah White and Sarah
Rangely who were dead. The first wife Sarah stood for them with President Heber
C. Kimball officiating. Brother Wilford Woodruff and W.W. Phelps were
witnesses.
Late in 1867, he moved his family
from Ogden and settled in the 11th Ward in Salt Lake.
They later moved to the 1st Ward. He was the Bishop’s Counselor in this ward
and he operated a store while living there.
March 19, 1867, the second wife
gives birth to a daughter, Margaret Selma. Grandmother was midwife and tended
to all of her children.
There is no journal found with
items of the life of Hezekiah Mitchell between March 1868 and January 1, 1870.
On this date he writes, "Attended the School of the Prophets in the old
Tabernacle. Good instructions given on various subjects pertaining to the kingdom of God."
"Wednesday, January 12, 1870 –
Attended the Utah Central Railroad Celebration Ball held in the theatre. A very
agreeable party. Everything went off well, peace and harmony prevailed
throughout. Many prominent persons attended. It is an important event of our
history in these mountains, to commence and complete a railroad of some forty
miles without any government aid. No other state or territory in the Union has accomplished as much under such circumstances
as we have. God is with his people and his blessing is upon them." (This
refers to the railroad between Ogden and Salt Lake.)
Utah Central Railroad |
The committees of which he was a
member are listed in the journal. This journal does not give us much of
Grandfather’s personal life, but records minutes of all General Conferences
held in the Tabernacle. I do not know if he was appointed clerk of the
conference or if he did it of his own choice, but each sermon is written in
detail. Also a full account of political and government issues is written. I will
not include it here, but it is beautifully written and is a credit to anyone. I
am glad I have had the privilege of reading it.
"Sunday, September 4, 1870 –
At a meeting held in the Tabernacle, Mr. Martin Harris was introduced by
President G.A. Smith. He testified to the truthfulness of the Book of Mormon
and told of some of his experiences and bore strong testimony."
"Friday, September 30, 170 –
Attended High Priest meeting. It was moved by me that Martin Harris have his
name recorded on the quorum record – was a clear vote. He bore a strong
testimony to the Book of Mormon at this meeting."
As I have mentioned before, his
health was broken at the time of the cholera or malaria fever he suffered in St. Louis. Every entry
states, "Not well today, sick in my intestines and bowels," and yet
he continues to accept calls to work in the church. I marvel at his fortitude.
Every week he walked to the Tabernacle and home from about 7th East and 5th
South. Also each day he walked to and from his work on Main Street. He worked for his son Fred.
I often think of the great accomplishments he would have made considering his
education, talents, and ability if his health had not broken.
"Tuesday, February 14, 1871 –
Read newspapers today after which I looked over my Italian and Greek grammars.
Greek appears natural having studied it when young as well as Latin and
Hebrew."
In spite of "Very sick today –
None better today" he accepts committee appointments to building library
and school house in the 1st Ward until his last entry, which was as follows:
"Thursday, September 12, 1872
– Requested Brother Allen to be sure and gather some means together so we could
pay our hands on Saturday. It must not be neglected. Not very well today."
Just three days later on September
15, 1872, Hezekiah Mitchell passed away with intestinal disturbances. A
faithful life had come to a close.
President David O. McKay on one
occasion said this, "Who is the greatest of all men? Is he the engineer
who by his intelligence and skill plans and builds the greatest bridge? Is it
he who with a brush and canvas and palette of paints can paint a masterpiece of
art? Or is it the master machinist who can construct great powerful motors, or
the man who can plan and build a dam large enough to hold back and control
great bodies of water? No, I say unto you the greatest of all men regardless of
wealth or power but by his humility, courage, faith and kindness can touch the
soul of one who has been downcast to the state of near destruction can touch
that soul and bring him to see the light of truth and teach him and make him
believe in God and life eternal and bring joy to that soul. Yes, I say to you
he is the greatest of all men."
I feel that Grandfather was such a
man. Every day he prayed for wisdom to touch the unfortunate and bring joy to
their soul. My mother said she never heard him speak a cross word but once in
his life. That was when the last flour the family had was on the stove to bake
bread for the family’s lunch. She was supposed to watch it while the parents
were performing outside duties and Mother did not obey but busied herself with
other things and forgot the bread. It burned black. When he returned, of course
he was upset because there was no bread for the meal so he scolded her and gave
her a light slap on the shoulder. It broke her heart.
I found this item in Hezekiah
Mitchell’s diary, a faith promoting experience.
"Tuesday, 31 August, 1847. Our
Priscilla appeared as if she would not live long; I felt it much and was
determined to supplicate God my Heavenly Father for her. I did so and He did
hear my prayer and bless the ordinance of laying on of hands. To Him be all the
glory forever and ever. This has been a trying time but in the midst of all I
could rejoice in the principles of truth. She is coming about nicely and will
soon be well. Thank God for it."
Sources:
PAF - Archer Files = Captain James Brown + (11) Lavinia
Mitchell < Hezekiah Mitchell + Sarah Mallinson.
Compiled From His Journals By His Granddaughter Mrs. Adelia
Horrocks Cameron,
1353 Emerson
Ave., Salt Lake City, Utah, August 1959.
Submitted to the Daughters of the Utah Pioneers by a great granddaughter,
Afton Priscilla Christensen Gunn.
http://www.lythgoes.net/genealogy/history/HezekiahMitchell.php
Sarah Mallinson Mitchell genealogy:
http://www.lythgoes.net/genealogy/pedigree.php?personID=I350&tree=
These are my ggg-grandparents. Thank you for such an interesting article.
ReplyDeleteThank you for posting this. Hezekiah Mitchell is my husband's ancestor. There were several pictures on this post we had not seen before reading this.
ReplyDeleteThank you for posting this wonderful blog. Hezekiah and his wife Sarah is my husbands 4x great grandparents. I can't wait to share it with his uncle. Thank you again!
ReplyDeleteThank you for posting. Heber Daniel Bowers Mitchell was my grandfather. I remember him well as I was just 3 years old at the time of his passing. My father, Dean Swift Mitchell, had passed away while I was still in my mother's womb and we lived with Grandpa Heber and Grandma Jane until she remarried when I was six, Nadean O'Brien
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