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Edward Christian Eyring

Edward Christian Eyring

Edward Christian Eyring

(1868-1959)

I was born in St. George, Utah, May 23, 1868, the second son and fourth child of Henry and Mary Bommeli Eyring. I grew up as most children of the time did. My first remembrance was going with the family to Salt Lake City, to see my first railroad train. On our way home we lost our mules but arrived home safely.

My father went on a mission to Germany and I remember Henry and I in Washington, Utah when I was eight years old. I remember also that I worked for Solon Foster at that age driving a team for ten cents a day and enjoying it very much. At that age my father bought land that gave employment to Henry and me, who worked it. The height of my ambition then was to own six pretty black mules, two wagons and to be a real freighter. Later my ideal was to be a real cowboy, own a ranch and lots of cattle.

I went to school but didn’t like it too well. Yet my father sent me to he Brigham Young Academy in Provo when I was seventeen. I liked better to work with my uncle on a ferry over the Colorado River in the summer. I used to swim in the river, often going down at nights to cool off when the nights were too hot to sleep. We also used to boat ride on the river. Ferrying was fascinating work. One time when the river was high we went over the rapids with a big freight outfit, then we had to tow the boat up the other side of the landing. Uncle was a splendid hand at the ferry business, employing several Indians. One time we went up the river about ten miles and brought back a big raft of wood and railroad timbers. Uncle Daniel, Aunt Ann, cousins Isabel, George, Frank and Alice were the relatives with whom I spent the summer, and who were very kind to me. When I returned to school in the fall, George went with me.

My schooling that winter was cut short, however, for in February, my father needed me to accompany him to Mexico to drive a team. We left St. George for Mexico on February 10, 1887. Father, Aunt Deseret, Annie, Andrew, and I were in the company. Andrew was then only three years of age. We went by way of Price, Scandlens Ferry, Hackberry, Mesa, Tucson, Fort Bowie, San Simon, and La Ascension, arriving in Mexico in April, 1887. We had quite an agreeable trip, traveling in company with Eli Whipple and family. Brother Whipple had hired Joseph Bryner to help him. He was a good friend of mine for we had grown up together. Accordingly, we had good times together hunting as we traveled along. The Indians were periodically bad, and we had one little scare at San Simon, where an Apache raid had taken place about the time we passed.

On arriving at the customs house in La Ascension, we began to learn something of Mexico and the Mexicans. We arrived in Colonia Juarez, all O.K. and settled on the Old Town site two miles below the new town. We commenced at once to fence lots and to get out logs for houses. After one month’s stay in Mexico I started back to the United States in company of Joe Bryner. We went to San Jose on the Mexican Central and from there by rail to EI Paso, Texas. At that time EI Paso was just a little frontier town, with a population of about four thousand people. We went from there into New Mexico and got work on a sawmill where we worked all summer.

The next winter I went back to St. George and went to school. The next spring I went to Arizona and took employment on my Uncle’s cattle ranch at Quail Springs, sixty miles southeast of the Colorado Ferry. I stayed there with my cousin George, our nearest neighbor living ten miles away. Sometimes George would go away and I would be alone for two or three weeks, never seeing a white man in that time and seldom an Indian. I quite enjoyed the ranch work. I liked to practice roping cattle and breaking broncos, and got, I thought, quite proficient. I remained there over a year. I got a lot of good experience there. George was a good cowboy, a good roper, and a good horseman. I learned a good many things, which helped me in the cattle business later on in Mexico.

Father needed to have me come to Mexico at this time to help him in the store. I was twenty-one years old in 1889, and the colonies had begun to be quite prosperous, as I found when I returned. It was splendid grass country, in which cattle and horses did well. While I helped my father in the store I found time to use the money I had saved while working in Colorado to buy up a few ponies and to trade for horses, which I enjoyed. I grew up with a natural love for horses and cattle and dearly loved to work with them.

In 1893, I bought a lot and made preparations for building a home. On October 11, 1893, Caroline Romney and I were married in the Salt Lake Temple. I had proposed to her prior to this time, but it took me two years to convert her father to the idea. However, he finally approved and later paid me a very fine compliment, saying, he thought I was an ideal husband. Caroline and I commenced housekeeping under many obstacles. We had only a straw tick and very little furniture, but we were extremely happy. Our own home was being built and was soon ready for us. Before long we were quite comfortable, considering the times and country.

I continued working in the store for awhile. However, I had a number of horses which I had hired out to the Davis boys who were using them to haul lumber out of the mountains. When the railroading commenced I took my teams out on the railroad grade and worked there until the grading was finished as far as Colonia Dublan. I then stopped working on the grade and sold and traded my teams, getting ready to go on a mission to Germany. My first daughter, Camilla, was born December 7, 1894. We then learned what childbearing meant. I wondered many times that night if I would have a wife or child by morning, but, oh, the joy when we finally succeeded.

I started on my mission the first of October 1897 going with my father and mother to Salt Lake City. When I went out to get in the carriage, I threw my tobacco away and have never tasted it since. If my mission did nothing more for me than that, that alone would be worth it. I have often wondered if I should ever have been able to discontinue its use, had I not gone on my mission. My wife was very brave, never making a complaint while I was away and was able to earn enough to keep me on my mission, but she worked very hard.

I left Salt Lake City with a number of Elders, James Skousen going as far as Liverpool with me, and Walter Romney and Ernest Schutler of Salt Lake City going on to Berne, Switzerland. On our way we visited Chicago, Washington, D.C., Baltimore, and Philadelphia, embarking at the latter place on the S.S. Belganland, a small second class boat. The commencement of the journey was marvelous, sailing down the river, but the next morning the wind had risen and the sea was rolling high. It was not long until we were feeding the fish. Jim was sick almost the whole way over. I soon got better but I never relished my meals. I remember how happy I was when I saw the Irish coast looming up in the distance. We landed at Liverpool, having been thirteen days on the water.

We went by rail to London where we saw the sights for a few days and then started for Berne. I was seasick again crossing the channel. We traveled through France, going to Paris. From Paris, we got on the wrong train. There was no one we could talk to, as the train kept carrying us farther off the track. Finally, at Lyons we were put on the right train, but it is a queer feeling to know you are going wrong and unable to get going right. We arrived safely in Berne, the headquarters of the Swiss and German Mission, where I did some sightseeing. Then I was sent to Mannheim, Germany, where I met my cousin Henry E. Bowman, who was my first missionary companion, and with him I began the study of the German language. After three months Henry was called to Berne to preside there and I was left alone in the branch. I will never forget how lonely I felt, but I got along nicely. I didn’t speak English for three months.

We had a lot of old timers in the branch, who were none too lively in the Faith, but we did the best we could with them. I found there a man in my tracting who afterwards joined the Church and now after thirty years, has just finished a mission to Germany. Our efforts sometimes bear fruits. I remained in Mannheim one year, going from there to [what was called] Frankfort-on-Maine, where I enjoyed my work very much. While laboring in Mannheim I made an excursion trip down the Rhine River to Koln. It is the most beautiful place I have ever seen…cliffs, the castles, vineyards on the steep hillside, all most wonderful. Koln is such an interesting old town. The old Koln dome took six hundred years to construct.

A little later, Brother Schutler and I were sent to Nene Vied on the Rhine to open a branch. There we found it quite difficult to do much because most of the people were Catholic. Three months later we returned to Frankfurt where I remained until I was released. Then I made an extended tour of Germany, Berlin, Dresden and Mannheim. While I was in Mannheim, Henry Bowman and I visited Koburg, my father’S birthplace. We passed through the old town where Martin Luther translated the Bible, and saw the spot on the wall of the old castle where he threw the ink bottle at the devil. We met Aunt Clara in Koburg. She took us all around, showing us the old family home, the cemetery where so many of our people are buried. On my return home we went through Paris, taking in the sights. Then I went to Glasgow, Scotland, which was a very dirty city, the river and docks being simply thick with oil and smoke, from where I embarked for New York City. My homeward journey was better than the one going over, for I was not seasick. I landed in New York and remained there a few days sight-seeing. Going overland, I visited Niagara Falls, Chicago, Kansas City, Independence and El Paso, Texas.

When I arrived home I found my wife better. She was just recovering from a very severe illness. Camilla was then a big girl of five years, and Mary, whom I had never seen, was two years old. I had not known that Mary had been born deaf. I think I never felt so badly in my life over anything. Nevertheless, I felt to praise the Lord that everything was as well as it was. I went back into the store to work, but decided it was too slow and that the cattle business might be better. Accordingly, I secured the job of tending the company pasture and commenced to buy stock in it. I succeeded in getting considerable stock and later, when we decided to separate, I got still more. I traded for the Palo Quemado Ranch of six thousand acres, which we used for our cattle in the summer, moving them back to the Tinaja for the winter. When Dennison E. Harris left, I bought his cattle and pasture interests. Then my cattle interest grew.

When Father died in 1902, Andrew and I continued to run our cattle together. I think the happiest time of my life was when we ran the dairy on the Tinaja, breaking broncos and caring for fat cattle on those green grassy hills. A t that time the colonies were in their best days, everyone was prospering and there were good schools and good times for all.

In 1903, I decided to enter the holy order of plural marriage, so with the help of my wife, I was able to woo my wife’s sister, Emma, and after considerable persuasion, I married her in November of 1903. We then built her a home on the lot joining ours. My idea of plural marriage was strict equality, which I have tried to practice all these years.

In 1905 we moved across the river to be closer to the Juarez Stake Academy, so I bought a number of lots from James C. Peterson and one hundred acres of pasture and land adjoining. There we built two very comfortable homes (brick) and were living very happily together-too much so-for the best good of mortals. I feel now that the twenty-five years of my life spent in Mexico were wonderful indeed. In July 1912, owing to Revolutionary conditions in Mexico, we were forced to move into the United States. At the time of leaving we had not the slightest idea we were making a permanent move. The families going out on the train took only a few necessary articles to last for a couple of weeks when we expected we would return. Most of the men remained in the country to guard the property, but conditions became so unbearable, that we knew sooner or later something terrible would happen. Accordingly, we decided to pack up, just leave everything, and move for the border. This we did, arriving at Hachita and leaving our horses there. From there we went to El Paso where we had sent our families. Even then we could not realize we were not going back.

We remained in El Paso hoping for encouraging signs that we might return. We waited to see how it went with some of the brethren who went in to see how things were. When they were forced to come out again, our hopes wavered. Finally seeing the futility of going back there now, we decided to move to Arizona. We had lived in EI Paso ten months. I moved to Safford, Arizona, and bought the Corder place, going in partnership with Miles A. Romney. This deal soon proved unsatisfactory so I sold out to Miles. By this time I had decided there was no possible chance of returning to Mexico, now or ever, to operate my prosperous business there, and that I had just as well abandon the idea. I tried the livery business as a substitute for a few months but soon saw there was no future in that. So I traded it for the Rogers farm in Pima, and moved my family there. As part of the farm was still brush, it was uphill business getting settled. There was only one two-roomed house on it so we had to pitch tents for part of the family.  Getting a comfortable home built, lands cleared and under cultivation, and still keeping the family fed and clothed, was a superhuman task and one that could not have been possible had not the Lord helped us as we struggled to establish ourselves.

Yet by about 1922 I decided the Pima farm was just too small to sustain my family, and there being a colonizing project under way on the upper Gila, I gave it a try. Taking Emma and family with me, and leaving Eddie who had just returned from a mission, to operate the farm in Pima and care for his mother, we threw in our lot with this company. But after a year of the hardest work, and the heaviest kind of soil to work with and being betrayed by the perfidy of land dealers, we returned to Pima worse off than when we left.

The dividends from the Tinaja property in Mexico proved our salvation. I had traded it off in 1916 for a store in Safford, Arizona which Andrew took part interest in and ran for me. But by trading it for land in Mexico and selling Andrew’s property in Mexico to Miles Romney, we began to see daylight. Eddie had done well with the Pima farm. We still have the farm, the comfortable duplex we built on it and are thankful for getting the mortgage gradually paid off while still keeping all the children in school. I will add that I have recorded only a small part of the deals, trades and monies I made to better our future after the Exodus, for there is not space to record one hundredth part of them.

In 1931 all of my mother’s family met in Mesa and spent three months together doing temple work. Besides our good times together, we were able to do many names, most of them for our own progenitors. Had it not been for the pleadings and encouragement of my brother Henry, who is blind, this gathering would not have taken place, nor this history written. I will close this history by giving my testimony concerning the principle of plural marriage. This will no doubt be obnoxious to some who may read it. Even some of our descendants may wish it had been otherwise. I wish to impress this fact upon the minds of my children: that to discredit the principle of plural marriage is the same as discrediting any other principle of the Mormon doctrine as they all come from the same source. Joseph Smith the Prophet was commanded to establish this principle in the Church. I testify to you that I know my father entered into the principle in full faith of receiving a generous reward from our Heavenly Father for his honest efforts to live it properly. The same can be said of my father-in-law, Miles P. Romney, and I testify to you myself after twenty-eight years’ experience in trying to live it that I know the principle is divine.  Although it is at the present time unlawful both from the Church’s view as well as from the standpoint of the state, I know it was established by God.  Those who have lived it faithfully and well will receive a very enviable reward in the world to come.  We are very thankful that the great government of the United States has granted amnesty to our people, and it is up to us to submit to the laws and to uphold the same. 

Edward Christian Eyring

Stalwarts South of the Border by Nelle Spilsbury Hatch, page 146

Charles Eli McClellan

Charles Eli McClellan

1875-1967

Charles Eli McClellan was the twelfth and last child of William Carroll McClellan and his first wife, Almeda Day. He was born February 8, 1875, in Payson, Utah County, Utah. When he was two his family moved to Sunset, Arizona, and lived under the United Order there four years.

The earliest memories which he has recorded were at Sunset. The family then moved to Forest Dale, Arizona. This was found to be on Indian land, so after only one year they moved on to Pleasanton, New Mexico. At Pleasanton, he recalls, he helped with the family chores and in particular with the removal of unending rocks and weeds from the garden. Here he also attended a one-room school and received the beginnings of his lifelong education.

At the age of ten, Charles Eli McClellan and his family migrated to Mexico which was to be his home for the next twenty-seven years. Here he added to his meager education in a larger school with a better building and more teachers. He learned rapidly and became a foremost student of Dennison E. Harris. Having mastered the fundamentals he was asked to teach and in the spring of 1895, at the age of twenty, he began teaching grade school in Colonia Juarez. This opened a new life for him and inspired a teaching career.

Before the year was out, he had learned much about discipline, individual differences and the common sense approach to problems. He also realized that further education for himself was imperative. So he attended Brigham Young Academy in Provo the following year and then in the fall of 1897 Charles Eli McClellan was called to serve a mission in Colorado in the newly established Western States Mission.

Charles Eli McClellan served there without purse or script for two and one-half years and was released in the spring of 1900. On April 11, 1900, he and Josephine Haws were married in the Salt Lake Temple. She was the first child of George Martin Haws and his first wife, Josephine Cluff, who had lived in Mexico since 1891. Charles began teaching at the Juarez Stake Academy in the fall of 1900 and taught there continuously until the summer of 1912.

During these years he was in charge of the English department and taught kindred subjects the entire time. For the first three years, he was a student as well, for he had not yet graduated from high school. In 1903 he and Franklin S. Harris were formally graduated from an accredited four-year high school course at the Juarez Stake Academy.

His love for oral English and his admiration for classical use of words brought deep appreciation of language to the minds of those he taught. His precise diction made him exemplary and his approach to the mastery of fundamentals was effective and stimulating.

He developed in himself an advanced philosophy of education and psychology. He put human welfare as the final goal and held that any course failing to build integrity and character was only partially achieving its objective. From the outset, he looked past the subject material to the pupil, and recognized each as being important and distinct from any other individual. This was a basic tenet throughout his lifetime of teaching. He looked for the good in every pupil. His task was not done when the class was finished. Through personal contact he set more than one pair of feet on the path of better living and greater self-realization.

Charles Eli McClellan recognized that people learn faster when they are interested and was brave enough to break away from traditional teaching procedures. One of his novel plans has been used in countless ways since he introduced it.  He had pupils write to pupils of other English classes in far away places, using, of course, clear and correct English. Replies came from Florida, Maine, Michigan and other parts of the United States as well as from islands of the seas. They contained choice descriptions of the localities from which they had been written as well as interesting information about the writers. The natural result was an aroused interest in composition, letter writing and descriptive language.

Eventually specimens of the flora and fauna of various regions were exchanged which became the beginning of a school museum. Mining men donated various mineral specimens in their various steps of refinement. A room was fitted with shelves, tables and stands for the various displays. Arrows gathered by President Ivins from the body of the Apache Kid were added and taxidermists, both local and foreign, stuffed and mounted birds and animals. Bottles were filled with rare reptiles from local and foreign places, carefully preserved in alcohol. The outcome of the freshman English class project was the establishment of an enviable high school museum.

Though always busy with school activities, Charles Eli McClellan was equally immersed in church activities. Soon after his return to the colonies from his mission, he was called by Bishop Joseph C. Bentley to be the Superintendent of the Sunday School. At the same time, in the years 1902-1905, he taught a Stake training class for missionaries. This course was instigated by examining boards and the Seven Presidents of the Seventies. Those who enrolled in it were expected to make the same sacrifices to master its fundamentals and complete the course that a real mission would require. In addition to Gospel principles, lectures treating problems incident to missionary life were added by faculty members, Mission Presidents, returned Elders, and Church and Stake Authorities.

After four years he was called to be a Counselor to Bishop Bentley where he served for four additional years. In his final four years in Mexico he served as Second Counselor to President Junius Romney during the years leading up to the Exodus in 1912.

Even with all of his regular duties and callings he found time to promote extra-curricular activities for the students. Story telling, public speaking, and debating were all outcomes of his oral English classes and provided many school and evening programs, giving at the same experience and personal growth to the participating students.

He also fostered dramatics for both the school and the Ward auxiliaries. He carried on the work started by Miles P. Romney. He directed plays, promoted school dramas and provided school and community with theatrical events several times a year. The events ranged from light comedy to Shakespearean productions. On occasion he participated in as well as directed a play. He loved this activity and was particularly pleased by the training and development it brought to the participants. His was a dynamic means of teaching the dramatic arts while entertaining and having fun.

The Mexico years were exciting but also brought great sorrow. During this time Charles and Josephine became the parents of six children, four girls and two boys. But they were grief-stricken during the final four and one-half years as they stood helplessly by as death took two of the girls and both of the boys. This may have precipitated a return to the United States.

In the summer of 1912 Charles Eli McClellan returned to Provo, with his family, to  continue his studies at Brigham Young University. When the Exodus occurred at the end of July, 1912, he went from Provo to El Paso to see how the refugees from the colonies were faring. He went down into the colonies to evaluate the situation relative to possible return of the colonists. He reported to Church Authorities that he could see nothing to assure the safety of a return at that time. He then returned to Provo and completed his B.A. degree in 1914.

While Charles Eli McClellan was in school another son was born. After graduation Charles became Superintendent for one year of the Independent School District in Rigby, Idaho. This was followed by two years as President of the Hinckley Academy, in Hinckley, Utah. While there, they were blessed with two more sons. They then returned to Rigby where Charles was Superintendent of Schools for the years 1918-1921.

In 1921 they moved to Logan, where Charles was a student and part-time instructor at Utah Agricultural College, later to become Utah State University. In 1923 he received a Master’s Degree there and became a full-time teacher. Soon after, in 1924, their last child, a boy, was born.  This was their first child to be born in a hospital.

With interruptions for graduate study at Stanford and Columbia, he taught continuously at Utah State, advancing to Full Professor. He served one year as Acting Dean of the School of Education. He was the prime mover behind the establishment of a school for teacher training. He officially retired in 1945 but continued to teach part-time for several years thereafter.

His teaching at Utah State was characterized by a basic philosophy developed in his early years of teaching at Juarez Stake Academy. Always he put the needs of the student as an individual ahead of the course material and inculcated this philosophy into many of the hundreds of teachers and teachers-to-be who came under his influence. Many students have commented that in his classes, as in none other, they were encouraged to really develop their thinking abilities.

While teaching and well into his retirement years, he was active in church and community affairs. After retirement, Charles and Josie, as he called her, remained in their home in Logan where he enjoyed life as a Professor Emeritus and in 1959 he was presented with the University’s Distinguished Service Award. Josephine continued to extend her great love for children and was known affectionately as “grandma” to all of the little ones in the neighborhood. Failing health finally took her life in 1959 at the age of eighty-one.

A year later Charles married a widow, Mae McAllister, who had been a fellow teacher at Juarez Stake Academy fifty years earlier. She passed away in 1966 and Charles died in the fall of 1967 at the age of ninety-two.

Cyril E. McClellan, son

Stalwarts South of the Border, Nelle Spilsbury Hatch

Page 422

Franklin Stewart Harris

 

Franklin Stewart Harris

1884 – 1960

Details of activities and achievement of this illustrious educator, administrator, and ambassador of goodwill need no repetition. But mention of them assures him a place among the stalwarts of the Mormon colonies in Mexico. His heritage, his natural adaptabilities as well as his basic potentialities assure him this claim.

Franklin S. Harris was born into a family of educators. His father and mother, Dennison Emer and Eunice Stewart Harris were both students of Karl G. Maeser. They met and marr ied while attending Brigham Young Academy. Both did competent work in the schoolroom before and after marriage, first in the Nebo District in Utah and later in the pre-Juarez Stake Academy days in Colonia Juarez.

Frank, their second son, was born in Benjamin, Utah, August 27, 1884 and was but five years of age when his parents joined their educational efforts with the struggling settlers of Colonia Juarez. They were a vital part of the community life until Frank was nineteen years of age. His growing-up days afforded experiences that laid a firm foundation for his future greatness. Being a grandson of sturdy pioneers on both sides of the family, he was richly endowed with resourcefulness, endurance, an abiding faith in God, and a consuming desire to qualify for whatever life had to offer. Many of his future positions of trust stemmed from lessons learned in these early years.

Frail and delicate in health during his childhood years, he would sit much of his time, looking at pictures in a book and holding a pet. His love for good books and his later ability to author several important textbooks had their beginnings in these early years. What he read from them made a profound impression on his life. No matter where his travels took him in later life, he never bypassed a library building nor failed to browse through its aisles to leaf through its. most appealing volumes. “I like the feel of a good book in my hand,” was his usual comment at the end of these visits.

From this came his wide reading habits, his ability to assimilate information, to classify and use it to make him an authority on many vital questions. The value of good books and voluminous reference material geared his promotion of adequate library facilities in every university he headed, and filled them with books containing information in all fields.

As a boy Franklin S. Harris was taught the Spanish language in school, and was provided with infinite opportunities to use it in free conversation with natives of Mexico, working, playing and later doing business with them. This made it easy to love those of another race, to respect their customs and way of life. From this he found that mastering one foreign language was an open sesame to the fundamentals of another and being able to understand a foreign people. Growing up on a foreign frontier, he worked for what he had, or went without. From his first job, clerking in his father’s store, he learned to hand Ie money, to be strict in accounting for what passed through his hands. Later as an administrator of large universities, where he had to handle great sums of money, these fundamentals helped. Riding the range and rounding up cattle to preserve and build up a good herd gave him genuine respect for a good mount. He never outgrew his love for a faithful horse, nor lost his enjoyment of the feeling of a sturdy, dependable animal under him.

His interest in food preservation originated in Mexico also. Until a cannery, in which he worked, was instituted, the only means of enjoyment of fruits and vegetables the year-round was through drying apples, peaches, grapes, green corn and squash. The only means of keeping pork, beef and butter for year-round consumption was in preserving it in brine or dry salt.

Through his continued interest in this subject, he became chairman of the United National Food and Agricultural Association of Greece in 1946 where his findings were of international benefit.

In his evening strolls from home on star lit nights, study of the stars and other heavenly bodies became a favorite pastime. He often said, “No place in the world stars seem so close and friendly” as he found them on these strolls. He came to know many of the common constellations. At an early age he could talk understandingly of heavenly bodies and impart his awe and amazement of the perfect order in the universe. On one of his trips through the deserts in Iran, his group had been following the tracks of a truck, for there was no road. When the truck tracks disappeared, everyone had a different idea about which way they should go. Frank quietly said,

“We will sit and wait until it is dark. Then I can tell you by the stars the direction we should take.”

Frank was an independent thinker and worked out his own problems, never asking for help until he had done all he could for himself. He also learned the value of time, and was always willing to do his share of work. These stable qualities contributed immensely to his future success.

With the coming of Guy C. Wilson to Colonia Juarez in 1897, Frank’s school life took on more purpose. He was just ready to enter his freshman year. This was a privilege made possible after only ten years of settlement.

Ordinarily high school privileges were not possible in so short a time, and Frank was not slow in realizing this opportunity as an outlet to his ambitions. He was primed to be fed educationally by this dynamic Utah-trained educator and to digest his teachings. Under Professor Wilson’s stimulating direction, learning-hungry Frank went fast. Quoting his brother, we read:

Education was not the only manifestation of quality among these resourceful pioneers. Though poor in material things they were rich in aspirations of the cultural and spiritual attainments. Mediocrity and the shoddy were looked upon with disfavor, while excellence and high quality were sought. As early as the 1890s many cultural achievements were manifest. A band under the direction of German-trained John J. Walser was organized in which Frank played the cornet. Local dramatics and musical presentations were of a high order. A well-trained Ward choir directed by Walser enriched the weekly Sacrament meetings in which Frank sang a tenor part. Intense interest in these cultural activities were developed in Frank.

His reward was the cultural uplift such things gave to his life. Frank also was influenced by the missionary system that, in spite of poor conditions, sent several missionaries a year to all parts of the world. In this atmosphere, Frank passed through four years of high school and graduated in May 1903. His appetite for learning had been whetted so that nothing but a college degree could be considered. Three months after his graduation from high school, he enrolled in the Brigham Young University to begin a brilliant career. He was primed and readied for a dedicated life by taking seriously what his mother had often repeated: “Preparation is the key that opens the door of opportunity.”

Franklin S. Harris returned to Colonia Juarez after one year at the Brigham Young University to be a fellow teacher with Guy C. Wilson, and proved by the efficient way he opened scientific doors to students so inclined, that the torch Professor Wilson had lit for him was being passed on to others still burning. His father moved his family from Colonia Juarez that year, 1904, to a farm near Cardston, Canada. So the community in which he had grown up saw him no more as a resident. During college years he met and married Estella Spilsbury, daughter of Moroni and Rosalie Haight Spilsbury of Toquerville, Utah. The marriage began a long, happy fruitful life together and was solemnized in the Salt Lake Temple June 8, 1908. Together they reared six children, all of whom do honor to his name, one of them being the well-known columnist for the Improvement Era, where for twenty-five years approximately he shared his scientific findings under the title, “Exploring the Universe.” All are graduates, even Estella, of the Brigham Young University.

Franklin S. Harris received his Bachelor Degree from the Brigham Young University in 1907 and his Ph.D. in soil sciences, chemistry and plant physiology from Cornell University at Ithaca, New York in 1911. Less than ten years later he was appointed President of the Brigham Young University. He was then thirty-six years old. Because of his doctorate, his training under Dr. Widtsoe, his teaching at the Agricultural College in Logan and his magnetic personality, he was rated the best man in the State of Utah for the position. His twenty-four years of service proved this to be no exaggeration. His fame as an agronomist was worldwide, and his textbooks are yet in demand.

In one year Franklin S. Harris increased the enrollment from 425 to 800, and in twenty-four years to more than 3000. There was only one college within the university, education, when he began. “Not everyone who enters the BYU wants to be a teacher,” he reasoned. “There must be other departments added for training in other fields.” Five more colleges were added in less than four years: the College of Arts and Sciences; the College of Applied Science; the College of Commerce; and finally, the College of Fine Arts.

Later a Graduate School and Extension Division were added. His annual budget was less than 5 percent of what other universities were receiving. Yet with his ability to stretch dollars and make every penny do maximum service, and by insisting that every department stay within its budget, he saved enough to buy property on “Temple Hill” for an expanded BYU campus, and began the fabulous building program that still is in progress.

The Maeser Memorial was the only building on the upper campus. To it were added seven more buildings: The Heber J. Grant Library in 1925; the Stadium in 1929; the Brimhall Building in 1935; the Stadium House in 1936; the dormitories, Allen Hall for men and Amanda Knight Hall for women in 1938; and the Joseph Smith Memorial building. The J. Reuben Clark Library replaced the Heber J. Grant Library in 1963. The George A. Smith Field House was added to the Stadium about the same time. And vision of what has since been accomplished building-wise was in mind.

As his school expanded, his popularity with teachers and students grew. He was friendly and helpful and his office door stood open always for free entrance of students or teachers with problems to discuss. This easy accessibility to his office made Franklin S. Harris personally acquainted with many students and teachers. He could call more of them by their first name than any other administrator on campus. He curtailed the fraternity system extensively, viewing it as a detriment to academic attainment, and as insufficiently democratic. He controlled his students by giving them just one rule to follow, which was: “Make every thought and act of your life while attending the Brigham Young University square with the teachings of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.” He set the example and required faculty members to do the same.

While Franklin S. Harris was changing the Brigham Young University from a small unknown college into a renowned institution of learning, he was filling other assignments of a world-wide nature. In 1929 he was chairman of an American Commission to travel to the Soviet Union to observe the living conditions of the Jewish people. After traveling through parts of Europe and European Russia his commission went to Eastern Siberia to explore the agricultural possibilities of land which was thought to be a suitable place for Jewish colonization. Franklin S. Harris reported his findings to Jewish leaders in Europe and his descriptions of various colonization projects were welcomed by influential American Jews. In 1939 Franklin S. Harris served a year as agricultural advisor to the Shah of Persia. Sometime later he returned to set up a workable four-point program. He later returned to Persia (now Iran) again in 1952, after he left the Brigham Young University and was President of the Utah Agricultural College in Logan, Utah. Even after his retirement in 1950, he undertook similar missions. He raised the standards of production, improved methods, and made lasting friends from His Majesty the Shah to the lowliest workman. His reputation as an agricultural advisor never suffered a decline.

His appointment to become President of the Utah State Agricultural College caused deep regret in the separation from his beloved BYU, but he entered his new duties in the fall of 1945. Franklin S. Harris held this position until the spring of 1950, and remained President Emeritus of this institution until he died. Death marked the passing of a remarkable educator, a lover of mankind and a world-wide benefactor. He died April 18, 1960 and was laid to rest in the Salt Lake City cemetery. He was mourned and revered by his family and legions of friends. His funeral service was held in the Assembly Hall on Temple Square, Salt Lake City and his memorial services were held in the George Albert Smith Field House on the campus of his beloved Brigham Young University in Provo, Utah, May 23, 1960.

In 1962, a lasting memorial for Franklin S. Harris was planned and in 1965 BYU’s largest academic building, the Franklin S. Harris Fine Arts Center was dedicated. It is a structure that dramatically perpetuates his love of the Fine Arts, his appreciation of the culture that produced it and his dedication to the promotion of a keener appreciation of the beauty of art.

The building, while perpetuating the memory of a revered founder, is truly an art center, a sight-lifter for all who enter and a cultural uplift to the campus. It is also a reminder of one who enriched life and added beauty to that of others.

Nelle Spilsbury Hatch

Stalwarts South of the Border, by Nelle Spilsbury Hatch

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Junius Romney

Junius Romney

1878-1971

Born March 12, 1878, in St. George, Utah, Junius Romney was the son of Miles Park and Catherine Cottam Romney.

Miles Park’s father, Miles, had moved to St. George under the direction of Church leaders and was playing a significant role as a builder, supervising, for example, the construction of the tabernacle.  Miles Park assisted in that construction as head of the carpentry shop.  He had other business interests and civic commitments, most notable in drama, and served in various church administrative capacities.  Catherine, Junius’s mother, was born to a family which had settled in St. George in 1862.  Because Miles Park had five wives, several of whom had large families, brothers, sisters, and cousins abounded.

When he was three years old, Junius accompanied his his family to St. Johns, Arizona, one of several centers of Mormon settlement on the Little Colorado River.  They first settled in town in a log cabin with a dirt floor, later replaced with a nice frame home.  The Romney family was in the middle of an intense anti-Mormon campaign to which Miles P. responded vigorously as editor of a newspaper and which forced Catherine and others to flee their homes periodically.  This persecution became so intense that Junius and most of his family returned to St. George in 1884.

This second period in St. George was temporary while Miles P.  and others investigated places in Mexico to which they could flee for safety.  Junius and his family lived with Catherine’s parents, the Cottams, who at the same time furnished a hiding place for Wilford Woodruff who was being pursued by government authorities.  To help support the family, Junuius tended cows in the surrounding desert.  So hot was the sand at the time that he recollects moving from the shade of one bush to another, crying as he stood on one bare foot and then the other to allow each an opportunity to cool.  When he reached eight years of age, he was baptized in the temple font.  Then in 1886, Catherine and her children were instructed to join Miles P. and others in Mexico.  The Cottams generously outfitted them with clothing and, following blessing from Wilford Woodruff, Junius Romney and the others left for their new home in Mexico. 

During January of 1887, they traveled by train to Deming, New Mexico, then by wagon into Mexico.  ON the way, Junuius was thrown from the wagon and run over.  His ear, torn almost completely from his head, was replaced and bandaged in place by his mother.  On arriving in Colonia Juarez, the newcomers joined two of Miles P.’s other families—Annie’s, who was living in a dugout beside the river in the “Old Town,” and Hannah’s, who lived in a house of vertical poles called a “stockade house.”  Catherine’s house was their wagon box to which were attached a bowery and a small wooden room.

Life was simple and family centered—simple clothes, straw or husk tick on the beds, a diet of corn, beans, molasses, greens and thinned milk, and occasional treats of wheat flour bread.  In his later years, Junius still enjoyed the simplicity of a sweet apple off a tree or a dinner of cheese, bread, and milk.

After about a year in Colonia Juarez, the three Romney wives and the family of Helaman Pratt moved to Cliff Ranch, a small valley along the Piedras Verdes Riverin the mountains.  Here they lived for about two years in seclusion.  This required independence and innovation.  Junius Romney recalls how his mother and the other adults provided religious and intellectual instruction in addition to the necessities of life.  Work included herding cows barefoot in the snow and building irrigation systems.  Natural greens, potatoes, and grains were staples with treats of molasses cake, nuts and potato pie.  In addition to other qualities he may have developed there, Cliff Ranch increased Junius Romney’s appreciation of his family.

In the fall of 1890, the Romney’s returned to Colonia Juarez, and not long thereafter, Junius Romney moved to a farm which his father had purchased about a mile west of Casas Grandes.  There, with his Aunt Hannah and her family, he worked for three years and received the benefit of three months’ formal schooling per year in Colonia Juarez.

In his 16th year, Junius Romney became an employee of the Juarez Cooperative Mercantile Institution.  This led him into his vocation as a businessman and into a close association with Henry Eyring, the manager.  In that occupation, he became acquainted with the Mexican people, merchandising procedures, Mexican law, bookkeeping, Spanish, and the postal service.  He soon became postmaster, a position he held for 13 years.  Junius later observed how much he owed to Henry Eyring, who also taught frugality through making bags out of newspapers in order to save buying them commercially.

It was during this time that Junius Romney became acquainted with Gertude Stowell, daughter of Brigham and Olive Bybee Stowell.  Brigham operated the mill on the east side of the river south of town and owned a cattle ranch north of town.  Gertrude grew up willing to work hard, a trait she preserved throughout her life, and was also interested in intellectual activities and things of beauty. After she broke her engagement to another young man, Junius courted her earnestly.  His correspondence with her progressed from “Dear Friend” to Dearest Gertrude” and culminated in their marriage in the Salt Lake Temple on October 10, 1900. 

Junius Romney continued his work in the Juarez Mercantile as their family began to grow.  Olive was born in 1901, Junius Stowell, called J.S., in 1903, and Catherine (Kathleen), in 1905.  That Kathleen survived, having been born at only two and one-half pounds while both parents were suffering from typhoid fever, is something of a miracle.  Margaret was born in 1909.  Catherine, Junius’s mother, lived with them for a time after the death of Miles P. in 1904. 

The typhoid fever that both Junius and Gertrude suffered was accompanied with pneumonia for Junius, but after limited professional medical care and extensive aid from family and friends, they recovered.

More important, for Junius, was the fact that an early administration by Church Elders did not heal him. He concluded that the Lord needed to impress him that he indeed had typhoid fever and his eventual recovery indicated that the Lord had a purpose for his life, a purpose he saw fulfilled in his role as leader during the Exodus of 1912. Successful healings from priesthood administration shortly thereafter reinforced this opinion.

The young couple lived in an adobe house directly north of the lot upon which the Anthony W. Ivins house once stood and the Ward building now stands. In about 1906, a substantial brick house, which still stands, was built. The bricks were cooperatively prepared with several other families.

The resulting structure with its clean lines and decorative wooden trim was equal to any similar sized house built in Salt Lake City at the time, and, in fact, reflected the strong North American orientation of the colonists.

Junius continued to work in the Juarez Mercantile store until about 1902. He thereafter worked for the Juarez Tanning and Manufacturing Company until about 1907. He continued as postmaster, handling business from a room made on their front porch. In addition to this work, Junius was very much involved in other business activities such as buying and selling animals and land, and supervising some agricultural production. He handled some legal matters for colonists and taught bookkeeping and Spanish at the Juarez Academy.

For two months during the summer of 1903, while Gertrude tended the post office and their two young children, Junius Romney went to Salt Lake City where he attended the LDS Business College. His studies included penmanship, bookkeeping, and typing. Among his extra-curricular activities were attendance at bicycle races at Saltair, as well as visiting relatives. In addition to the three three-month periods of schooling while he lived on the farm near Casas Grandes, and about three years of taking classes at the Academy just before his marriage, this stay at the business college concluded his formal education.

During these early years of marriage, Junius served as Second Counselor in the Stake Sunday School Superintendency. During a very busy January, 1902, he served as an MIA Missionary in which calling he participated in a flurry of meetings in Colonia Juarez. He also served as Stake Clerk, which with his Sunday School calling, led him to visit throughout the colonies and to become acquainted with the conditions of the Church and the people. He also learned much of Church administration.

Two major recreational activities occurred during these years. The first was a visit in 1904 by Junius Romney and a friend to the World’s Fair in St. Louis. The second was a trip in company with the Stake President, Anthony W. Ivins, into the Sierra Madres where President Ivins owned some land. Junius fished and hunted and, more significantly, enjoyed the association of the man whom he was soon to succeed as Stake President.

As the government of President Diaz came under attack and was eventually defeated by the forces of Francisco I. Madero, the Mormon colonies were drawn into the struggle. Junius processed various damage claims submitted by the colonists to contending parties, and, as President of the Stake, he became directly involved in the aftermath of the death of Juan Sosa, which occurred in Colonia Juarez in 1911. In the Sosa matter, he assisted in hiding colonists who, as deputies, had participated in the shooting. He eventually met with a local judge and sent a letter to President Madero on behalf of the fugitives. This letter at last reached Abraham Gonzales, formerly Governor of Chihuahua and then Secretary of the Interior in Mexico City. Gonzales directed that the prosecution of the Mormon deputies be discontinued. Eventually the matter was forgotten as the military struggle increased in intensity.

Soon after President Ivins was called to be a member of the Quorum of Twelve Apostles, John Henry Smith and George F. Richards of the same quorum came to Colonia Juarez to reorganize the Stake. In the meetings of March 7 and 8, 1908, these visiting authorities selected Junius Romney as the new Stake President with Hyrum H. Harris and Charles E. McClellan as Counselors. The visiting authorities indicated that plural marriages were no longer to be performed in Mexico as they had been since 1890. Because he had not been directly involved in these recent plural marriages and was living in monogamy, Junius was a good choice to implement that policy.

As Stake President, Junius traveled to Mexico City to review the missionary work there and at least twice attended general conference in Salt Lake City. He also traveled to Chihuahua City where he talked with the President of Mexico, Porfirio Diaz, who exhibited considerable interest in and affection for the Mormon colonists. The authoritarian government under Diaz and the work of the Mormon colonists were complementary. The government provided the climate in which the Church members could live in relative security with little interference. The colonists contributed to political and social stability and grew outstanding agricultural products, both qualities that Diaz wanted demonstrated to the native Mexicans.

Routine church business was also handled. His correspondence notes action on a possible Branch of the Church near Chihuahua City, operation of the Church auxiliaries with a Stake activity calendar for the four months through August of 1912, concern in one Ward over lagging tithing payments and pride of another Ward over anticipated benefits from a newly completed reservoir. That the Revolution was intruding upon Church work is indicated by the inability of President Romney to obtain signatures of all Ward Bishops on a document, and instructions to avoid purchasing grain from native Mexicans since the soldiers might need it.

Although the tempo of the Revolution demanded increasingly more attention, Junius still pursued his business interests in a way that indicated he intended to stay indefinitely in Mexico. He was involved in agreements to buy and sell land, a proposal to build a fruit cannery in Colonia Juarez, and the purchase of some 715 fruit trees to be planted on his land.

One of the first direct confrontations between the Revolutionaries and Mormons came in February, 1912, with a demand by Enrique Portillo for weapons. Portillo was a local leader of rebels under Pascual Orozco who by that time was opposing Madero. In company with Joseph C. Bentley and Guy C. Wilson, Junius told Portillo that the only way he would get Mormon guns was with smoke coming out of the barrels. After Junius reported this incident to the First Presidency in Salt Lake City, he received a letter from them which he considered very important. The First Presidency approved the action taken, but said that a different set of circumstances might call for a different response. They advised that the foremost concern should be the safety of members of the Church. A letter from Anthony W. Ivins at this time promised no loss of lives if the Saints were faithful. Some, not including Junius, interpreted this to mean that the colonists could always safely remain in Mexico.

Besides the admonition to care for the safety of the colonists, the policy of neutrality urged on the Saints was important to Junius. This policy was directed to all U. S. citizens from authorities in Washington, D.C. Moreover, the General Authorities advocated neutrality for Church members in Mexico. Regardless of personal feelings, Junius and other leaders attempted to be neutral. This was not an easy policy to follow since soldiers from both sides often forcibly requisitioned horses and other supplies. During the early stages of the Revolution, the soldiers were urged to respect neutrality.

While attempting to remain neutral, the colonists recognized a need to obtain weapons equal in quality to those possessed by the warring factions around them. Accordingly, the Stake leaders attempted unsuccessfully to import high powered rifles in December of 1911. Then in April, 1912, after the U.S. embargo was proclaimed, rifles were smuggled in and distributed to the various colonies from Junius’s home in Colonia Juarez.

After initial success against the government, Orozco was defeated in several battles in May, 1912, and retreated northward toward the colonies. At the same time, Mexicans responded to the killing of a Mexican, surprised during a robbery in Colonia Diaz, by killing James Harvey, a colonist. President Romney in company with several Mexican officials from Casas Grandes rode in a buggy to Colonia Diaz and defused the threatening situation. This experience further impressed Junius with the explosive conditions in which they found themselves and the danger of resorting to an armed defense. As a result, he reaffirmed his belief in the policy of neutrality and the necessity of the Mormons getting through the conflict with a minimal loss of life.

Junius wrote to the First Presidency requesting instruction on what to do and asking that Anthony W. Ivins be sent to the colonies to counsel with them. The First Presidency told Junius to do what he thought best after counseling with other Church leaders in the Stake. Elder Ivins traveled to the colonies and returned to El Paso where he remained throughout the Exodus.

After being defeated by federal forces in early July, 1912, the Orozco rebels moved to El Paso where they made their headquarters. This was usually a place where Revolutionaries could be resupplied with arms and ammunition, but because of the U. S. embargo, Orozco was unable to rebuild his army. So the rebels turned to the Mormon colonists who, they believed, had weapons they could obtain.

General Salazar, a local rebel leader, called Junius to his headquarters in Casas Grandes and there demanded a list of the colonists’ guns. After consultation with the leaders in Colonia Juarez and Colonia Dublan, Junius requested the information from each colony.

Faced with this increased pressure, representatives from throughout the colonies met with the Stake Presidency to decide how to proceed. The group decided to continue to pursue a policy of neutrality and to act unitedly under the direction of the Stake Presidency.

On July 13, 1912, when news reached Colonia Juarez that rebels in Colonia Diaz were demanding guns from the colonists, a meeting of eleven local men and two members of the Stake Presidency was convened at Junius’s home. The group sent messengers to Colonia Diaz with letters previously issued by rebel leaders urging respect for the neutrality of the Mormons. Junius Romney and Hyrum Harris of the Stake Presidency were instructed to confer with General Salazar to persuade him to call off the rebels. Junius prepared a letter to General Orozco in EI Paso which he sent with Ed Richardson.

That same night Junius and Hyrum Harris rode to Casas Grandes where they located General Salazar. Having prevailed upon a guard to awake the general, Romney described the crisis. Salazar lashed out at the rebel leader in Colonia Diaz, saying that he should not have made that demand, todavia no (not yet). Junius reports that those last two words caused a chill to run up his back, since it seemed to be the general’s intention to sometime require weapons of the colonists. Such a demand, Junius foresaw, would perpetrate a crisis. Romney and Harris received an order from Salazar which they took to Colonia Dublan for delivery to Colonia Diaz.

The next day, Junius traveled by train to El Paso to confer with Elder Ivins. On the way he had a conversation with General Salazar who said he intended to do something to force the U.S. to intervene militarily in the Revolution. In El Paso, Elder Ivins seemed to think that Junius was overly concerned. Still, they jointly sent a telegram to the First Presidency requesting instructions. The reply said that “the course to be pursued by our people in Mexico must be determined by yourself, Romney and the leading men of the Juarez Stake.” Romney was looking for specific instructions, but received none. He later reflected that if the Lord intended to have his people removed from Mexico, it was better that he, rather than Elder Ivins who had put his life into building the colonies, should lead that evacuation. Although Ivins visited the colonies for several days during the next two weeks, he gave no more specific instructions on what to do.

Orson P. Brown, the colonists’ representative in El Paso, wrote Junius that the State Department had indicated that the Mormons could not expect U.S. governmental support in the event they defended themselves. Brown predicted that the colonists would have to leave their homes.

Fearing the worst, Junius wrote a letter on July 24, advising the mountain colonies to be prepared to leave on a moment’s notice, should the need arise.

Two days later, Junius, in company with four other colonists, traveled to Casas Grandes for a meeting with General Salazar. The general and his aid, Demetrio Ponce, a Mexican who lived among the Mormons, ordered Junius Romney and Henry E. Bowman to deliver Mormon owned guns and ammunition to the rebels. Junius refused to do so and was supported in his decision by Bowman. Bowman’s support was further evidence to Junius that the Lord was directing things since such support was essential to the later evacuation, and the older man had previously been somewhat critical of the young Stake President. Salazar then directed some soldiers to accompany the Mormons to Colonia Dublan where they were ordered to collect weapons, by force if necessary.

In Dublan, Junius Romney conferred with Bishop Thurber and other men. They decided that some compliance was required, so instructions were sent for colonists to bring in their poorest weapons. The rebels were temporarily pacified when these deliveries were made at the schoolhouse.

In the same meeting, it was decided to send the Mormon women and children to EI Paso for their safety. Henry Bowman left at once for Texas to arrange for their arrival and a few colonists departed with him that very day. Junius composed a letter to Colonia Diaz describing what had occurred and directing the colonists in that community to follow the same procedure for evacuation.

That same evening, Romney returned to Colonia Juarez where he joined a meeting of the men already in progress. Bishop Joseph C. Bentley and others were not in favor of anyone leaving the colonies, but after some discussion and a recommendation from President Romney that they evacuate their women and children, he and the others agreed to comply and to urge others to do the same. Those at the meeting also agreed to relinquish their poorest weapons to the rebels.

On Sunday, July 28, some weapons and ammunition from the Juarez colonists were delivered at the bandstand to the rebels. Junius sent messages to the mountain colonies of Colonia Pacheco, Garcia, and Chuhuichupa advising them to be prepared to give up some of their weapons and to send their women and children to EI Paso. He told his wife, Gertrude, that the Bishop was in charge of the evacuation and would help them leave. He bid his family farewell and departed to Casas Grandes to meet with General Salazar.

The actions on July 27 and 28 left the colonies occupied only by adult men. Each town was furnished with a small contingent of rebel soldiers who were responsible for keeping the peace and protecting the colonists who had presumably relinquished their weapons. During the next few days of relative calm, Junius wrote to the various colonies to apprise them of the situation and to advise them to act moderately, with the highest priority being given to safeguarding the lives of the men.

The situation took a turn for the worse when other rebel soldiers began moving through the colonies after having been defeated in a battle with the federals in Sonora on July 31. Uncertain about the intentions of these new arrivals, Junius and other men met in the store on August 2 and decided to call a general meeting for that night. Junius and some others understood that the night meeting was to decide on a course of action. However, as men were notified of the meeting, some understood that they were to leave town that night and go into the mountains.

That night, as Junius started toward the designated meeting place north of town, he was told that some men had already gone into the mountains. He was convinced that the rebels in town would conclude that those who left were on their way to join the federals and any men who remained would be in serious danger. Junius was unable to consult with other leaders as he had previously done, but what he needed to do seemed clear to him. His decision was to have all the men remaining in the colonies congregate at the Stairs, a previously designated site in the mountains farther up the Piedras Verdes River. Then he sat under a lantern in the bottom of the Macdonald Springs Canyon and prepared letters for Colonia Dublan and the mountain colonies, instructing the men to meet at once at the Stairs.

On the other side of the river, a significant number of the Juarez men had met at the designated site north of town, but when they did not find President Romney or the others there, they returned to their homes. When Junius discovered this later in the morning of August 3, he attempted to countermand his instructions to Dublan, but the men had already left. Later, Junius, his brother Park, and Samuel B. McClellan encountered these Dublan men and accompanied them to the Stairs.

The men who remained in Juarez, including Bishop Bentley, initially decided to go to the Stairs, but when the rebels were frightened away by the news of approaching federals, they wrote to those in the mountains expecting that they would return to the colonies. Later, when the men in town received pointed instructions from President Romney that they should go to the Stairs, Bishop Bentley and others complied.

After a preliminary meeting of the Church leaders at the Stairs, a mass meeting of all the men was held on August 5. At that time, those who had most recently arrived from Colonia Juarez urged the men to return to their homes. A majority of those there, including President Junius Romney, favored going to the United States. Junius had several reasons for his decision. He had witnessed the strong anti-American feeling among the Mexicans. He recognized the danger of international repercussions if American citizens were killed in Mexico. He wanted the smuggled guns they were carrying to reach the U.S. A vote to leave was made unanimous. The movement was made under the military leadership of Albert D. Thurber and the men crossed into New Mexico on August 9, 1912.

The fact that the colonists were out of Mexico did not release Junius as Stake President. He continued such functions as issuing recommends, counseling Ward leaders, and gathering information to help him decide what future action he would suggest. He interviewed the colonists themselves, talked with generals of the federal army, and took a three week trip back into Mexico.

The overall supervision of the refugees came under the control of a committee which included various colonists, Junius Romney, Anthony W. Ivins, and other Church representatives. This committee first concerned itself with the evacuation of the colonists in Sonora. Quite independently of the Chihuahua colonists, they evacuated their homes and were in the U.S. by the end of August.

The committee also considered whether the colonies should be reoccupied. Some returned soon after they left, mostly to recover cattle and other property. It was eventually decided that the colonists should be released from any Church obligation to live in Mexico, so that each family could make its own decision. Junius and his family decided not to return.

Gertrude and their four children had initially stayed in a Lumberyard in EI Paso with many others, but they soon moved to a single-room apartment. In the winter of 1912, they moved to Los Angeles with one of Junius’s brothers.

Junius traveled to Salt Lake City where he reported his stewardship to a meeting of the First Presidency and Quorum of Twelve. He reports that he “assured President Smith that I had lived up to the best light that I had been able to receive and consequently if the move was not right I disavowed any responsibility inasmuch as I had lived up to the best inspiration I could get and had fearlessly discharged my duty as I saw it in every trying situation which had arisen.” After hearing this report as well as those of other men and assessing other information they possessed, the General Authorities decided to release Junius as Stake President and to dissolve the Juarez Stake.

While in Salt Lake City, Junius was convinced by Lorenzo Stohl of the Beneficial Life Insurance Company that he ought to try selling life insurance. Junius was dubious about this proposal, but while he traveled on the train back to Mexico, he diligently studied the material he was furnished. Shortly after arriving in El Paso, he was confronted by his brother, Orin, and D. B. Farnsworth, who were looking for a particular Beneficial agent. Junius Romney identified himself as an agent and immediately embarked on a career in which he would be a marked success. During his first year of this work he saw his family only twice, a condition he deplored, but he was determined to succeed. He learned of a contest with a $300 prize for which he would have to sell $60,000 in insurance before the end of 1912. When he won, Junius endorsed the check directly to a creditor to whom he owed money for the purchase of land in Mexico. In the next year, he won prizes totaling $550, which he likewise applied on his debts. Not only did his work help him support his family, but it also resulted in his being given the job of superintendent of agents for Beneficial Life, a position he held for ten years.

By the end of 1913, Junius was able to move his family from Los Angeles to a rented home in Salt Lake City, and six years later, to a home they purchased on Douglas Street on the east side of Salt Lake City. To the four children they brought with them out of Mexico were later added two sons, Eldon and Paul.

While most of Junius’s time during these years after the Exodus was spent in selling insurance, he continued to be concerned with those he knew in Mexico. One project in which he took considerable pride was a resettlement project along the Gila River in Arizona. With Ed Lunt, he borrowed money from Beneficial Life to buy land which was divided into twenty and forty acre parcels and sold with little or no down payment to families from the colonies.

In order to spend more time with his family, Junius left Beneficial Life. Following work in several sales ventures and a few years handling real estate for Zion’s Savings Bank, he became manager of State Building and Loan Association in 1927. He continued in that position until 1957 when his age and ill health compelled retirement. Under his management, the company had expanded to Hawaii and became a leading financial institution in Utah. As part of this work, he sold sufficient insurance to be a member of the Kansas City Life Million Dollar Roundtable three times. He was also involved in various other business enterprises, often in real estate in partnership with others.

He continued to be a faithful Church member throughout his life. He served in various Ward and Stake positions, including the Stake High Council, and as a temple worker in his later years. In later years he suffered from a variety of ailments, perhaps the most serious of which was the loss of his sight. Because he was a man of action, this was especially difficult for him. He was also much troubled by the loss of his wife who served as his companion for sixty-five years in mortality.

He was always very thoughtful of friends and neighbors, as well as his family. As he grew older he expanded his philanthropy. Probably his most noted gift was a rather expensive machine to be used in open heart surgery at the Primary Children’s Hospital.

He kept his sense of humor. For his ninetieth birthday celebration, he appeared in a rather nice hair piece. His family cautiously complimented him on his youthful appearance until the joke became apparent. At that time no one laughed more heartily than Junius.

As his health failed, he began in the late 1950s to talk and write more about the colonies. He dictated and wrote several separate reminiscences about people and events and he gave some talks centering on the Exodus from Mexico to Church groups in the Salt Lake City area. Finally, in 1957, he returned to the colonies. He was interested in reliving that part of his life, but more important to him was explaining it to others, which he did by distributing copies of one of his talks.

When he died in 1971 at ninety-three years of age, he left a significant heritage. His impact on the Mormon colonies was monumental. In business he was a personal success and a builder. In the Church he was a faithful member and significant leader. Among many he was a friend and benefactor.

To his six children, thirty grandchildren, and forty-four great-grandchildren alive at his death, he was a living symbol of much that is good about life.

Joseph Romney, grandson

Stalwarts South of the Border, Nelle Spilsbury Hatch

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Robert Chestnut Beecroft

 

ROBERT CHESTNUT BEECROFT

(1873-1958)

Robert Chestnut Beecroft was born in Holden, Millard County, Utah, July 15, 1873. He was the son of John Hurst and Ellen Chestnut Beecroft.

December 24, 1889 he arrived with his parents in Colonia Juarez, Chihuahua, Mexico. There he remained with his uncle, Henry Chestnut, who was night-watchman at the Henry Eyring store, until March 1890, when he moved on to Colonia Pacheco.

In Pacheco, he went to work at a sawmill, first for Al Farnsworth and later for John Campbell. He dearly loved the people of Pacheco. The memory of friendships with such men as John E. and Walter H. Steiner and William and David P. Black were cherished memories all of his life.

There in Pacheco Robert Chestnut Beecroft met Lilly Marinda Rowley. They were married April 14, 1894. To them were born a boy, Nello Robert, August 11, 1896 and a girl, Emma, January 4, 1898.

Besides working at sawmills, “Rob” did freighting.

In March 1898 he moved his family to Colonia Oaxaca, Sonora, Mexico. There, two girls were born to them, Lilly Mae, September 30, 1899, and Ellen, July 27, 1902.

Rob carried on as a freighter, hauling ore from the El Tigre mine, near Colonia Oaxaca to Nuevo Casas Grandes, Chihuahua, Mexico. The road he traveled over was truly a pioneer road. The treacherous Bavispe River had to be crossed. The Pulpit Canyon road was next to impassable. It was solid rock for miles and in places it was like a staircase.

At one point called “The Squeeze” it was so narrow that a wagon could barely pass through.  There were drops from ledge to ledge to ledge; the wagon tongue would knock the horses from side to side, even knocking them down at times. His own words tell it thus:

I made my living freighting, driving six to eight horses on one line and three wagons. The mountain roads were so rough that could only take one wagon at a time, taking it to the top of the mountain, leaving it, and going back after the next. After getting the last wagon to the top, I would put the ore all in one wagon. The trip was then made the rest of the way to Nuevo Casas Grandes. The ore was then loaded on the train and taken to El Paso, Texas to the smelters.

In Colonia Oaxaca, Rob built a brick house for his family. Later a flood came down the Bavispe River, washed sixteen houses away and took the roof of his new brick home.

His wife Lilly died in 1904, so he moved back to Pacheco with his young children. His brother John took Nello and Emma to Colonia Garcia. Mae went to live with Lilly’s sister, Ozella Rowley. Ellen went to another sister of Lilly’s, Orissa Rowley, while Rob continued freighting.

There in Pacheco he met and married Nancy Erina Buchanan, October 18, 1905. At this time, Robert had acquired some farm land and farmed in season. He also worked on adjoining sawmills, being fireman and engineer. 

December 3, 1906 they had a son born, William Elvin.

Rob said:

In 1908 I was called to go on a two year mission in Mexico. I took my wife and baby with me to Salt Lake City. There we were sealed. Then we took the train back to El Paso. We had to walk across the bridge crossing the Rio Grande River which separates the USA and Mexico. Edna and the baby took a train for the colonies which was the way back home for them, while I took another train for Mexico City and my mission, where I labored for a little over two years. I arrived back home Christmas Eve 1910. While on my mission in Mexico State I was living at Ozumba. I presided over eight different branches. Rey L. Pratt was President over the Mexican Mission, with Will Jones as first counselor and myself as second counselor.

While laboring there I was fined for not paying taxes on my wages. We were in court two days. The judge said either my church paid me or the people over whom I presided paid me. I told him that neither of them did, but that I paid my own way. I appealed to Chalco, and the officers at Chalco appealed to the state capitol. But I never did hear from them again.

His mission being ended, he took a train for home, arriving at the nearest railroad station in Pearson, Chihuahua, near Colonia Juarez where his wife Edna awaited him. His son Nello met him at Pearson with horses. “Horseback” they returned to Pacheco arriving Christmas Eve, 1910. For the first time he saw his daughter Marva, who was born four months after he left for his mission. She was born February 17, 1909.

Again in Rob’s own words:

Back to work again, sawmilling. We moved to Cumbre sawmill working for Lester Farnsworth and John Whetten. They had acontract to build a bridge which was the highest bridge in America,being 800 feet high, and took one million feet of timber. At Cumbre was a tunnel that was three-quarters of a mile long which the train went through.

October 5, 1911 a baby boy was born to us, Carl J.

In 1912, because of the Mexican Revolution, we were told to leave Mexico. In August of that year we put our women and children on the train and sent them to El Paso. All men over fifty years of age, and boys under sixteen years had to go with the women. All boys over sixteen had to stay with the men. So my son Nello stayed with me, as he had just turned sixteen August 11.

Early the next morning, the train left Pearson for El Paso, Texas, USA, while we men and boys headed back to the mountains and our homes and our crops.

I had to stay to a meeting in Colonia Juarez, at President Bentley’s place, and before I got back to my home at Pacheco, which was thirty-five miles from Colonia Juarez, our Bishop met me and sent me through the hills, away from the road to Colonia Garcia as a runner, to tell the Garcia men to meet with the Pacheco men at a certain place in the mountains. Then the valley men were to meet us and all head for the USA together. In our travel overland, Bishop A.D. Thurber was chosen captain. He chose Lester B. Farnsworth as first assistant and Robert C. Beecroft as second assistant of the company, which consisted of 240 men.

The night we left our homes at Pacheco the Mexicans set fire to the town, burning all the lumber houses.

Our daughter Valoise was born August 6, 1915 at St. Johns, Arizona.

I went back to Mexico because our land and everything we owned was there. In our company going back was myself and family, brother John and family, Frank 0’Donnal and family, John and Bert Whetten and their families.

We landed at Colonia Dublan.  I was the night watchman at the Farnsworth and Romney store for about one year.  I then hired a 200 acre farm.  Our crops were alfalfa, wheat, and beans.  I farmed there for a number of years.

We had another daughter Ethel born January 22, 1922 in Colonia Garcia.

While working with Lester B. Farnsworth in 1922 at Garcia he acquired 140 head of cattle. The men of the town of Garcia together purchased the Jacobson cattle, with the UT brand. These cattle were located on the ranch near the Dublan Lakes. They were paid for with lumber from the Garcia mill. Later he moved these cattle to the North Valley Ranch near Chuhuichupa, where he also moved his family. There he also farmed, raising corn, oats and potatoes.

February 18, 1925 a daughter, Maurene, was born in Chuhuichupa.

In the autumn of 1926, because of illness of his daugher Ethel, he and Edna with their family moved to Douglas, Arizona to give medical care to
Ethel.

Douglas was born while there, February 18, 1927.

In 1928, Rob sold his cattle that he had on the North Valley Ranch. He invested the money with the Farnsworth and Romney Mercantile Company. They owned a store in Sabinal, a rich silver mine on the Corralitos Ranch. They sent Robert there to run the store. His family was in Colonia Juarez where Elvin, Marva and Carl were enrolled in the Juarez Stake Academy.

Later Rob was transferred to the store in Juarez, owned by the same Mercantile Company.

In 1931 he sold his equity in the Mercantile business for cattle. He moved his cattle and his family back to Chuhuichupa.

In 1932 he rented his cattle out and moved to Mesa, Arizona. Later he sold his cattle and bought a home near the Arizona Temple in Mesa.

Robert passed away October 2, 1958 at his home, 240 Wood Lane, Mesa, Arizona.

Ellen Beecroft Farnsworth, daughter

Stalwarts South of the Border,

Nelle Spilsbury Hatch pg 27

Samuel John Robinson

Samuel John Robinson

1863-1948

Samuel John Robinson was born in Payson, Utah, County, Utah, on December 10, 1863.  His parents, Joseph Robinson and Jemima Parkes Robinson had been converted to the Gospel and joined the Church in England.  They were married in England just before the sailing to America.  They found ways of crossing the plains and going to Zion.  Joseph drove cattle and sheep for one of the brethren, and Jemima found a way with another company by assisting in the care of children.  They worked for about three years in Utah before establishing a home.  When Johnston’s Army was coming to Utah they moved south and made their home in Payson.

Being a convert to the Church, his mother was very strict in observance of the Sabbath.  They were not allowed to play on that day and required not only to attend church with the family but to listen to what was said, and when they returned home to be able to tell who spoke and what they said, as nearly as they could remember.  The children were raised strictly according to Mormon standards.            

When Samuel John Robinson was 15 years of age, he father was called on a mission, and being the eldest son, his responsibility was to assist his mother in managing the farm and supporting the family.

At an early age, he was given a part in one of the Ward dramas which he took home to study.  His mother objected and said it might lead him into bad company.  She had not forgotten the traditions of Old World, i.e., that the theater might lead a person astray.  After explaining to her the conditions and naming the people of the cast, she consented.  After that, he was often given a part on the stage, both in the drama and in concerts.

In July of 1886 he and Minnie Amelia Stark were married in the Logan Temple. In 1891, he was called on a mission to England.  But before leaving, he made a trip to Mexico and married Annie Elizabeth Walser who had moved to Mexico with her father and his family.  He filled a two-year mission to England, having enjoyed some success and a great deal of satisfaction. 

In the fall of 1894, Samuel John Robinson left Payson, Utah and began a journey by team to the Mormon colonies in Chihuahua, Mexico.  He was in the company of Timothy Jones and family.  It was a long journey.  But at length he reached Colonia Juarez and was rejoined with his family, including his wife Minnie and their four children, and Annie Elizabeth Walser, whom he had not seen since their marriage before he left for England.

He sought advice from Apostle George Teasdale as to where he should settle.  Brother Teasdale told him to go to Colonia Dublan and look around, then if he didn’t find anything there to come back and he would go with him to Pacheco.  This advice was followed and he decided to remain in Colonia Dublan.  All the land that was being used by the colonists in Dublan at the time was along the river.  The Robinsons were able to secure land from George W. Patten.

Soon after moving to Dublan, Anson B. Call, Sunday School Superintendent, was called to fill a mission in England.  Samuel John Robinson was called to fill the vacancy. This was the beginning of a busy life of service in the community.

In December of 1899, at the age of 44, he was called to be Bishop of the Dublan Ward, with Joseph S. Cardon and Anson B. Call as Counselors.

From the terrenos in Dublan along the river to the hills on the east was prairie land, the development of which held the secret of the future colony.  Each year when the summer rains came the prairie would become beautiful with tall green grass and wild flowers.  Some way had to be found to irrigate the prairie land.

East of the colony, in the foothills, were two dry lakes.  Water from the hills collected in them during the rainy season, but by spring they would be almost dry.  It was thought that if, during the high water season, water from the river could be used to fill the lakes, they could be made into reservoirs and provide a source of needed irrigation.

In order to realize this, a canal would have to be built to carry the water a distance of six miles from the river to the lakes.  This could only be accomplished by a cooperative effort on the part of the people.  Many had no faith in the project, and it was a difficult talk to convince them of the feasibility of such and undertaking.  There was much opposition to the proposed plan but, with the help and advice of President Anthony W. Ivins, a sufficient number were converted and the work commenced.

Samuel John Robinson and Joseph S. Cardon staked off the route which seemed best.  This was checked by Louis Paul Cardon who had knowledge of surveying.  Later, trained surveyors were brought in.  They pronounced the original route good, and no changes were made.  About this time, Henry E. Bowman moved to Dublan to open up a mercantile business.  He was able to procure the much needed railroading equipment from Colonel Green, which he sold to the colonists, and the building of the canal was begun.

In April of 1903, a great sorrow came into the family life of the Robinsons.  Annie Elizabeth, the beloved wife and dear companion to all the family, passed away.  She gave her life that little twin girls might be born.  One twin died at birth and went with her mother.  The other stayed with the family for only a few months.  The three other children—Irwin, Louise, and Martha—were taken by Minnie and raised as her own.

In about 1906, Samuel John Robinson purchased the Dublan tract from President Ivins and assumed responsibility for plotting the land and distributing it.  In 1911, the canal was completed sufficiently to use.  The water was turned in and the project dedicated.

All through his life, Samuel John Robinson took great interest in young people and their activities and entertainment.  He promoted the drama for which he had a great love.  Many memorable plays were produced under his direction.  He often took part himself.  Plays such as The Two Orphans, Rag Pickers of Paris, May Blossom, Silver King, and East Lynn, he directed as well as taking part.  He continued this work until he was well along in years, never considering it a burden to go at night to attend rehearsals.

In 1928, he went on a short-term mission to California where he made many friends and did a good work for the Church.

The Robinson family left the colonies at the time of the Exodus, but they returned in 1914.  In December of that year, the town of Dublan was filled with Pancho Villa’s men.  On the evening of December 24, armed men went to the Robinson home to enter and search the place.  When their demands were refused, they left saying they would return and burn the house.  When the family realized that they intended to carry out their threat, the womenfolk and some of the boys found refuge with a neighboring Mexican family.  As the home became enveloped in flames, the mother and children went down through the corn field to the big ditch.  They followed through the fields to the home of Bishop Call.  There they were made welcome and spent the remainder of the night.  The next morning they were joined by Samuel and the boys who had remained with him hidden during the night.  It was a joyful reunion.  All were thankful that no lives had been lost but the family was left destitute, as nothing was salvaged from the fire.

Again, they left the colonies and went to work on the El Gato ranch above El Paso, in Canutillo, Texas.  There they remained until they were able to rebuild their home in Colonia Dublan.

After Minnie passed away, in 1934 Samuel stayed at home for a time, overseeing all three families living in the single home.  He filled the role of both father and mother and kept things going.

In his later years, he devoted his time to genealogical work.   He worked in the Salt Lake Temple and later in the Mesa Temple.

During his last illness, he was in Phoenix at the home of his son, Elmo.  He passed away on April 16, 1948, in his 85th year. During his lifetime, the hymn, School Thy Feelings was often a great comfort, and he expressed his liking for it.  The music for his funeral was furnished by a group of 11 grandsons under the direction of J. Ben Taylor.  His favorite hymns were sung at this time, School Thy Feelings being one of them. He was buried in the Colonia Dublan cemetery.  Today his remains rest on the prairie that he loved so much and that is now beginning to blossom as he dreamed it would.

Lucille R. Taylor, daughter

Stalwarts South of the Border,

by Nelle Spilsbury Hatch pg. 575

Joseph Charles Bentley

 

Joseph Charles Bentley

1859-1942

Joseph Charles Bentley, son of Richard Bentley and Elizabeth Price, was born August 31, 1859 in Salt Lake City.  He was the youngest child in a family of six.  His parents were English converts who had emigrated to Utah in 1852.

The fall after Joseph’s birth, his father was called on a mission to England where he labored for four years.  During his absence his wife struggled bravely to support her family, the oldest a girl of twelve.  They lived in a little adobe house on North Temple Street.

Shortly after Richard Bentley’s return from England he was again called by President Brigham Young to take his family and move to St. George, in the extreme southwestern part of the territory of Utah.  This move was a great trial to Elizabeth Bentley, but she was willing to go with her husband wherever the Church might call.  Apostle Orson Pratt had been called home from St. George, so it was arranged that he and Richard Bentley would exchange homes.

Thus it was within the red sandstone hills of St. George, with the Virgin River flowing by, that Joseph grew to manhood.  He began his meager schooling under Richard Horne.  At the age of 15 he accepted a position of office boy for Robert C. Lund, who was the St. George operator of the Desert Telegraph.  Young Joseph learned telegraphy and eventually took over the managership of the office.  Later he was transferred to Silver Reef, a mining camp northeast of St. George, where he worked until he received his call for a mission. 

 At the age of 20, Joseph was called on a mission to England, where he labored as mission secretary in London.  Upon his return home two years later he secured a position with the firm of Wooley, Lund and Judd, who operated a general store, Wells-Fargo Express Agency, and a telegraph office in St. George.

One day Sister Julia Jill Ivins asked Joseph if he would teacher daughter Margaret (or Maggie) telegraphy.  An agreement was made to do this for the sum of $30 dollars a month.  The young man found Maggie an apt student and a charming young lady, and he often walked her home after the lesson.  That fall Maggie took a position as teacher Pine Valley, about 35 miles north of St. George.  She frequently visited the telegraph office after school and was allowed to send messages to the young operator at St. George.  This romance culminated the following summer in their marriage in the St. George Temple, June 30, 1886.

In 1892, Joseph Charles Bentley moved his wife and three small children to Mexico.  The Mexican Mission had been founded by the Church some six years earlier, and the Chihuahua colonies were developing into thriving little communities.  Settling the picturesque little town of Colonia Juarez, he purchased a quarter of a block near the center of town, on which were two small frame houses, some grapes, and a few fruit trees.  In four of five years he constructed a fine, two-story home of red brick.

Joseph went into business with Anson B. Call and Dennison E. Harris.  The firm of Call, Harris and Bentley engaged in cattle raising, farming and merchandising.  He also started a co-op cannery for canning local fruits and vegetables.  He was assisted in this plant by the Harris brothers, Franklin S. and J. Emer.  Another co-op in which he was interested was the Juarez Tanning and Manufacturing Company, which engaged in the making of harnesses, saddles, and other leather goods.

In church affairs he was equally active.  Soon after his arrival in Mexico he had been asked to assist Bishop George W. Sevey with his tithing records and was soon appointed Ward Clerk.  In 1895, when the Juarez Stake was organized with Anthony W. Ivins as President, Joseph C. Bentley became the Stake Clerk.  Then three years later he was made Bishop of the Colonia Juarez Ward, serving in that capacity some 18 years. 

In the fall of 1894, Gladys Woodmansee, a cousin of Maggie Ivins Bentley, came down to the colonies on a visit.  Years before, at the time of her marriage, Maggie had told her husband she believed in the principle of plural marriage and that if ever he decided to take another wife she would like it to be her cousin Gladys.  As Joseph C. Bentley had long admired this young lady and she was agreeable to the union, the time seemed opportune.  Accordingly to ceremony was performed by one of the Apostles who was visiting in the colonies at the time.  As the Manifesto of 1890 applied only to the United States, there were no legal barriers to the marriage.

In 1897 Joseph Charles Bentley became a naturalized Mexican citizen, intending to make the land of his adoption his permanent home.

For years Bishop Joseph Charles Bentley had watched his interest the development of a certain red-haired lass, who was the daughter of one of his Counselors, Ernest L. Taylor.  As the girl blossomed into young womanhood, Bishop Bentley, being a firm believer in the doctrine of plural marriage, sought her hand.  At first she was rather unappreciative of his attentions, but after a rather persistent courtship he was successful.  On September 23, 1901, Mary Maud Taylor, then but a girl of 16, became the third wife of Joseph C. Bentley.

Of course separate homes were maintained for each of the three wives.  The family relationships of the Bentley’s were very harmonious.  However, Bishop Bentley’s church duties took him away from home so much that the burden of raising and training the children fell largely upon the wives.  On several occasions on or the other had the heart-rending experience of witnessing her child’s last breath and laying it out for burial while her husband was in Salt Lake City for conference or off on some missionary journey. 

There were pleasant times, too.  Each summer for many years Joseph Bentley made it a practice to take his families into the mountains for an outing, usually at North Creek above Chuhuichupa.  In the midst of tall pines and with an abundance of fish and game, a good time was enjoyed by all.

Gladys had poor heath and died in March 1906.  Her five children came to live with Maggie, and it was a very busy home for the next few years.

In 1910 Joseph C. Bentley organized a Board of Trade for the purpose of securing a better market for colony products.  The colonies were producing fruit of unusual quality as well as canned goods and leather products.  It was thought that by combing the produce of the various members it would be possible to ship in carload lots to more distant markets.  An invitation was received from President Diaz to bring an exhibit to Mexico City.  After arriving there Bishop Bentley was cordially received by the fair officials, allotted space for his exhibit, supplied with flags and bunting for decoration, and given the services of several men to unload and handle the produce.  He then proceeded to erect a pyramid of colony cheeses as high as the ceiling, a huge stack of canned goods, and extensive displays of apples, peaches, flour, candy, saddles, and harnesses.

At the close of the exposition, a banquet was served to President Diaz and his cabinet, using colony produce.  Afterward each minister was given a few samples to take home.  The remaining produce was sold at a good price.  This exposition opened up a thriving market for colony produce in Mexico City.

Before his return home, Bishop Bentley was granted a personal interview with President Porfirio Diaz, who state that he greatly admired the Mormon people because they set an example of a higher standard of living and morality which would benefit his people.

The decade of 1911-1920 was a troubled one in Mexican history.  The 30-year dictatorship of President Porfirio Diaz, which had given Mexico peach and financial stability and encouraged foreign colonization and investment of foreign capital, was rough to an end by a popular revolt led by the crusading Francisco I. Madero, who in turn was succeeded by half a dozen other presidents in kaleidoscopic succession.  The most colorful figure during this period was Francisco “Pancho” Villa, rebel, patriot, and bandit, but a man of his word and one who had great regard for the Mormon people.

Reported assurances were given to the Mormon colonists that their lives and property would be respected, and, owning to their neutral position, their firearms would be left in their possession. This promise was kept by both sides for about six months, but the Revolutionists, being short of arms and suffering one defeat after another, finally demanded the arms of the colonists.

On Saturday, July 26, 1912, the men of Colonia Juarez brought their guns and ammunition to the bandstand, where they were listed and counted by Bishop Bentley before turning them over to the rebel commander.  Being left with no means of defending their families, the brethren placed their wives and children on the train and sent them out to El Paso, Texas. Numbered among the exiles were Maggie and Maud Bentley and their families.

Believing that his life was in danger from the rebel leader, Cavada, who had been making threats, President Junius Romney of the Juarez Stake fled into the mountains, leaving word for the rest of the brethren to join him there. It was sometime before theywere able to do this, however, as the rebels forbade anyone to leave town.  Finally scouts came in with the news that a federal army was approaching, whereupon the rebels left.  Although there was now apparently no further reason for leaving, Bishop Bentley said that in obedience to the Stake President he was going inot the mountains to join him and advised other the other brethren to do likewise. 

On the following day a vote was taken and it was decided that the men of the colonies would proceed overland to the United States and join their families in El Paso.  Before leaving, reliable Mexicans were placed in charge of their homes and property.  The refugees were all mounted and had a couple of provision wagons and a considerable number of pack animals.  Four days’ travel brought them to the border, and two more were required to reach El Paso.

On the very day of their arrival, the Stake Presidency, High Council, and Bishoprics met with Anthony W. Ivins to discuss their action in leaving their homes in Mexico and what future course they should take.  There was heated discussion among the brethren as to the wisdom and necessity of the Exodus.  President Romney stoutly defended his action and stated that he would never return to Mexico unless called to do so by the General Authorities.  Bishop Joseph Charles Bentley said that in his opinion there had been no need either for their families or the men to leave and that as far as he and his families were concerned they had left solely in obedience to the counsel of the Stake President.

After a series of meetings, it was decided that all Stake and Ward authorities who did not desire to return to the Mexican colonies would be honorably released, and more than 500 free railroad passes were given to refugees who desired transportation to other parts of the United States.  Within about two weeks after the Exodus, some 60 men, including Bishop Joseph C. Bentley, Ernest and Alonzo Taylor, John W. Wilson, Daniel Skousen, and John Hatch, were ready to return to their homes in Colonia Juarez.  Upon reaching there, Bishop Bentley found everything just as he had left it, his faithful hired man, Cornelio Reyes, having remained true to his trust.  As conditions remained quiet for several weeks, a number of families returned to Colonia Juarez. Among them were those of Maggie and Maud Bentley.

The colonists were not molested for more than a year.  Then in April 1914 came the startling news that American troops had stormed and captured Veracruz.  Feelings ran high on both sides of the border and it appeared that war between the United States and Mexico was imminent. 

Some irresponsible parties sent an exaggerated report to President Joseph F. Smith in Salt Lake City, telling him that all the Mormon colonists in Mexico were in grave danger.  Acting on this advice, President Smith promptly called the settlers out; however, by September the war scare had subsided, and the Bentley families returned to their homes, where they remained during the balance of the Revolutionary period.

As Bishop Bentley was the only presiding officer of the Juarez Stake to return to the colonies, he was directed by the General Authorities at Salt Lake City to take over and close the tithing records of the various Wards which had been disorganized and to exercise general supervision over all the Saints who had returned to Mexico.  In 1915 he went to Salt Lake City to attend April Conference.  On April 10, after sessions had concluded, he called at the office of the First Presidency.  President Josph F. Smith and his two Counselors, Anthon H. Lund and Charles W. Penrose, placed their hands on his head while President Lund pronounced a blessing.  Then President Smith proposed that they set Bishop Joseph Charles Bentley apart as President of the Juarez Stake.  President Penrose acted as mouth.

Upon returning to Mexico, Bishop Bentley had the unusual distinction of serving both as Bishop and as Sake President for a little over a year until Apostle Ivins came down in May 1916 and released him from the Bishopric, at the same time setting apart John T. Whetten and Arwell L. Pierce as Counselors to assist him in the Stake Presidency.

Taking the lead in community as well as church affairs, President Bentley made two trips to Mexico City to obtain government confirmation of the land titles of the colonist.  He also continued to operate a general store in Colonia Juarez, for a time in partnership with John W. and Guy C. Wilson and, after the Exodus, alone.  However, the store was looted so many times by rebel bands that the venture was finally abandoned.

One day during the Revolution, Bishop Joseph Charles Bentley and several others paid a visit to General Villa, who was camped at Casas Grandes.  They requested a written order which would protect their work horses from seizure by rebel foragers.  Villa obligingly wrote out the order and gave copies to Bishop Bentley and Bishop Anson B. Call of Colonia Dublan.  Villa then remarked that his men were badly in need of bedding and he would like to buy some.  Bishop Bentley replied that his store in Colonia Juarez was only a grocery, but that he would see what he could do.  After returning to Colonia Juarez, Bishop Joesph C. Bentley gathered up a collection of surplus bedding from the townspeople and presented it to Villa as a gift.

During General Pershing’s campaign in Mexico (March 1916 – February 1917) he made his headquarters in Colonia Dublan and was very friendly toward the Mormon colonists.  After receiving orders to abandon the search for Villa, Pershing tried to persuade President Bentley to leave Mexico with the army and even offered the use of his own private car.  However, President Bentley felt that the colonists were in no danger and there was no reason to leave the country.

In March, 1919, President Joseph Charles Bentley, in company with Burt Whetten and Albert Tietjen, set out to visit some of the missionaries who were laboring in the villages to the south.  They were traveling in a light buggy drawn by a team of mules.  Between El Valle and Namiquipa they encountered some of Villa’s men and were taken into custody.  They were transferred from place to place and held prisoner for three days before they finally gained an audience with Villa.  In talking with the general, they learned that he had once lived with a Mormon family in Sonora and knew considerable about the Mormon people.

Villa said, “Many times I might have entirely cleaned up on all of you Mormons and destroyed the colonies, but I have never had any desire at all to do you any harm.  I would like to help ou, and I will help ou all that I can, but during times of trouble there is no guarantee of safety.  You gentlemen better return to your homes and stay there until we bet these things settled.  That will be the time for you to do the thing that you are doing now.

Villa then gave the brethren a written pass in case they were stopped again by any of his men.  However, their troubles were not yet over.  As they approached the nearly deserted town of Namiquipa, they were seized by a group of Rurales, who mistook them for American spies.  Here they were held prisoner for nine days before they succeeded in convincing their captors of trhe peacefulness of their mission.  Finally they were released and allowed to return home, taking with them two missionaries who had been laboring in Namiquipa.

As Stake President, Joseph C. Bentley was also Chairman of the Stake Board of Education, which supervised the Juarez Stake Academy.  On his trips to Salt Lake City to April Conference he would hire teachers for the coming school year.  After being released from the Stake Presidency, he continued to serve as bookkeeper for the school, paying the teachers’ salaries and managing the bookstore for several years.

Joseph Charles Bentley served as Stake President of the Juarez Stake until September 8, 1929, when he was succeeded by Ralph B. Keeler.  However, as the incoming Stake Presidency were all new at their jobs and unfamiliar with the keeping of Stake records, Bishop Bentley was once more sustained as Stake Clerk, which position he held until 1930 when he was made a Patriarch.

During his residence of nearly a half century in Mexico, Joseph Charles Bentley suffered many bereavements, losing nine children and two wives.  Gladys Woodmansee Bentley died February 21, 1906 and thus escaped the trials of the Revolutionary period.  Margaret Ivins Bentley passed away January 11, 1928.

Though small of stature, Joseph Charles Bentley had a distinguished appearance and a charming personality.  He was dark complexioned and habitually wore a small goatee, which he kept well-trimmed.  His resemblance to President Madero sometimes caused him to be mistaken for the Mexican President. On one occasion, as Brother Bentley got off a train, he was greeted by the martial strains of a brass band, and he had considerable difficulty convincing the assemblage that he was not the President of the Republic.

On Saturday, March 7, 1942, Joseph Charles Bentley seemed about as well as usual.  He asked his wife, Maud, to make him some oatmeal cookies, and he nibbled on them with pleasure throughout the day.  In the afternoon he had his hair cut and beard trimmed.  He retired about 10:00 p.m., after listening to the news broadcast on the radio.  About 11:40 p.m., Maud Bentley awakened to find him in a violent attack of nausea and unconscious.  He died within in a few minutes and was buried in the Colonia Juarez cemetery among the loved ones who had preceded him.

Funeral services were held for him Sunday afternoon, March 9, 1942.  There wasn’t time to notify his absent family members.  Prominent leaders in the colonies, including Orson P. Brown, Wilford M. Farnsworth, Bishop Anson B. Call, Moroni L. Abegg, President Claudius Bowman and Bishop Ernest I. Hatch all paid tribute to his integrity and faithfulness and his unfailing and great leadership to the people in the colonies.

Many letters and expressions of love, sympathy and admiration for him were received by his wife Maud from such Church leaders as Elder Marion G. Romney, President Franklin S. Harris, President Ralph B. and Gertude Keeler, Aunt Mamie Chamberlain, Taylor and Louise Abegg, as well as other family members and friends.  Truly he was a great and faithful leader gone to a great reward.

During his 50-year stay in Mexico he had many opportunities to move across the border to the United States but felt he had been advised to go to Mexico by Church Authorities in the first place, so felt that was where his duty lay.  So he remained true and faithful to his responsibilities.

Isaura Bentley Abegg, daughter

Stalwarts South of the Border,

by Nelle Spilsbury Hatch,  page 31

William Rufus Rogers Stowell

William Rufus Rogers Stowell

1822 – 1901

William Rufus Rogers Stowell was born in Solon, Oneida County, New York on September 23, 1822.  He in his early life experienced the stirring events that centered around the vision and subsequent activities of Joseph Smith.

His father, Augustus Stowell, became fairly wealthy.  He was a practicing lawyer, owned 260 acres of farmland and many head of blooded horses, all of which brought him a good income.

Young William did not become a member of the Church of Jesus Christ when the rest of the family embraced that faith in 1831, but waited until 1834.  By that time the Saints had built the temple in Kirtland, had partially abandoned the town and were gathering to Missouri.  In fact, that year saw “Zions Camp” make its historic march to Missouri for the relief of the Saints there.  Rumors of calamities and persecutions following the Saints reached the ears of the Stowell family and had a peculiar effect upon William’s father.  It caused him to wonder if the Saints were not doing something to bring the persecutions upon themselves, and if perhaps they didn’t merit some of it.  When ambassadors were sent to this vicinity to collect means to help the Missouri Saints, he became bitter and refused to give them aid.  He was convinced the Saints were planning a rebellion against the government, as they were being accused, and, as a patriot, he wanted nothing to do with a people that was disloyal.  So belligerent was he on this issue that he finally withdrew from the Church and became intolerant and finally forbade his wife and children to have further contract with the Saints.

William’s mother endured his pressure for eight years, at the end of which time she sued him for divorce and moved into a home prepared for her by William.  In the ensuing proceedings, where the mother contested her rights for justice in the courts, young William was forced to testify against his father, a task that was a trial indeed.  But he knew that she was taking the right stand and, painful or not, he had to defend her against his father. The delicacy of what he had to do drove him every day to his knees where he sought guidance from his Heavenly Father.  He gained half his father’s property for his mother, and the children were allowed to stay with whichever parent they chose.  They all stayed with the mother.

This brought a distinct change in William’s life. He stayed with his mother until September, when with but ten dollars in his pocket, he started out on foot and alone for Nauvoo, Illinois, where the Saints were then settling.  Fortunately, he fell in with an outfit which, for his help in exchange for a ride with them, carried him to Chicago.  From there he took a bout to Pewaukee, Wisconsin where his sister lived.  Here he stayed for two weeks working as a carpenter and joiner in a gristmill and could have stayed in on indefinitely.  But Nauvoo was his destination and he was very anxious to see the temple and meet the Prophet.  He recognized both when he arrived.

He received a Patriarchal Blessing from Hyrum Smith and was closely enough associated with the Prophet to hear many of him famous utterances.  He was at the meeting when Joseph Smith declared himself a candidate for the Presidency of the United States and became well-acquainted with his platform.  When missionaries were chosen to go in all directions to campaign for him, he was chosen as one of them.  The powerful document written by Joseph Smith setting forth his views was looked upon by William as a masterpiece of vision and understanding of the needs of a free people.  With it in his possession, and being set apart along with the Twelve Apostles and a large corps of Elders at the April conference in 1844, he set out to proselyte for the Prophet Joseph.  He left in May with Elder William Parshall after having been ordained a Seventy.  New York was their destination.  They walked, except for a short distance along the Ohio River, approximately 1,000 miles.

By the first of June they reached his old home town.  Only eight months had passed since he had left.  He was glad to find his mother and family were ready for baptism and gladly performed the ordinance for them.  So much had happened in those eight months.  His old home had lots its charm, and when he found that his mother and sisters were ready to migrated, he was anxious to Nauvoo.

The martyrdom of the Prophet occurred before he had been in New York three days.  This released him from his mission, and with a heart filled with sorrow he turned to the task of helping his family move.  There was much to do in a short time:  the gathering of crops; trading and selling property; and getting outfits ready to leave while the season was favorable for traveling.  They made no secret of their destination when they finally set out, for “Nauvoo” was printed on their wagon cover.

After arriving he married Hannah Topham, a girl with whom he had become enamored before he left, on Christmas day, 1844.  Lorenzo Snow performed the ceremony.  William continued to care for his mother and sisters even after he moved into a home of his own.  He did all he could to push the work on the temple, now nearing completion, as well as carry on his farm work.  He succeeded in gathering most of his crops even though many lost theirs through burnings by mobs.  All could see that the time was fast approaching when they would have to leave their beautiful city in the hands of their enemies.  And soon, preparations for an exodus began.

William Rufus Rogers Stowell was one of the first 100 men chosen to be scouts for the evacuation.  They built roads and bridges and mapped out ways to travel.  They also took work wherever they found it, in order to obtain supplies for the Saints.  He cut timber and fitted wagons for others while doing what he could to prepare his own outfit.

By February the exodus began, and for the first two weeks he worked continuously, ferrying Saints across the Mississippi River.  In a fall of snow three inches deep, he and his company of Saints moved nine miles to the bend in Sugar Creek and made camp.  There Brigham Young caught up with them and began organizing for the westward trip. William proved a savior to the weak and infirm, for the suffering was intense.  Women walked all the way, caring for families at night with no protection other than their wagons.  This group of 400 wagons took until April to reach Garden Grove.  There they made camp, put in crops, dug wells, and built houses.  So industrious were they in preparing a way station for those who should come later that it was not but a few days until the place looked like it had been settled for years.  Some of the Saints remained here to keep the crops growing and to help those who were yet to come.  In the spring of 1847 William moved on to Council Bluffs.  There he stayed until the summer of 1850, raising crops and preparing for their final trek to Salt Lake Valley where they arrived in September, 1850.

William spent the winter in Salt Lake City, then moved to Provo and took up a 25 acre farm.  His wife then became dissatisfied and sued for divorce.  He granted it and married Cynthia Park the following autumn.

During the next few years he was kept busy settling Indian difficulties and doing military duty of one nature or another.  His burdens were increased when he adopted the six orphaned children of his brother and sister.  When he finally settled in Ogden, he made his growing family and their care his first concern.

During the Utah War, William Rufus Rogers Stowell was made an adjutant in Major Taylor’s battalion of infantry.  He was ordered to the front in October 1857, and not until spring was he to see his home or any of his family.  His first reconnoiter up Echo Canyon was a fateful one for, in proceeding up Ham’s Fork for the purpose of getting as close to enemy headquarters as possible, they ran into a detachment of U.S. soldiers who took him and his major prisoners. He remained in custody all winter, part of the time in irons, and was twice the victim of an intended poisoning.  Once he tried to escape, but found the hazards of getting through the snow and over the mountain to safety were too much, so he gave himself up and submitted to solitary confinement as punishment. 

The suffering William Rufus Rogers Stowell endured was harsh, but in a way his capture proved a blessing for it kept the army from entering the valley before the Saints had time to defend themselves.  As soon as he was captured, he made three attempts to destroy a little book he carried containing important instructions from General Wells.  On his first attempt to drop it, a voice spoke to him, saying plainly telling him not to drop the book because it would do more good than harm.  Unable to understand why he should be advised to do anything so foolish, he determined to disregard the warning and dropped it anyway.  But the voice spoke more distinctly the second time telling him not to destroy it and repeating that it would do him more good than harm.  Still thinking it was foolishness to listen to such advice, he made a third attempt, thinking he would drop it quickly before the voice could stop him.  But the voice was quicker than he, and again he was told not to destroy the book.

When he was searched, the book was among the first things discovered.  After reading the instructions it contained, the officers sent for him.  He was so discouraged that his feet dragged as he went to their tent.  But again a voice whispered to him, telling him to take no thought of what he would say “for it would be given him in that hour what eh should speak.”  This brought peace and comfort to his mind and he entered the officer’s tent calm and unafraid.

Words poured from his mouth telling them how impossible it was to enter the valley without great loss of life; the Echo Canyon was not only fortified but that great stones were piled in strategic points ready to be dropped on them; that other valleys were equally well-guarded; that there must be 30,000 Mormons in the hills determined that they would never again surrender to a hostile force.  All of this greatly astonished the colonel.  William followed his remarks with this statement: “You have the major and myself in your power.  You can kill us if you are so disposed, but we are only two, and there are plenty left.”

This interview added indecision to the deliberations of the troops’ officers.  Some were sure they could never make it through.  Others were for pushing boldly on.  They finally decided to go into winter quarters and wait to see what developments the spring brought.  That hesitation, followed by the arrival of General Johnston who saw their desperate plight and seconded the decision, was the act that saved the Saints from being forced to use violence to protect themselves.  All winter the U.S. soldiers endured half-rations, bitter cold and untold discomforts while waiting for spring and something to ease the situation. 

When peace was finally established through the medium of Colonel Thomas Kane, William was released and allowed to go to Salt Lake City ahead of the army and find his family.  For eight months he had had no word of them, though they had been kept more or less aware of his condition.  He found they had moved south with the great body of Saints, when they determined to abandon their city, and they were now in Payson and Salem living with friends.  Both his wives had had babies while he was gone and had suffered many hardships.  With only the help of the children, they had loaded their belongings into a wagon drawn by a team of steers, and had made the move south with the body of the Saints.  William himself was looking emaciated and half-crippled from carrying irons on his foot.  But looking over his winter’s experience, he felt he had been an instrument in the hand of the Lord in preserving the Saints.

William Rufus Rogers Stowell bought land, stocked it with sheep and horses, and broke land with his plow and planted lucerne and corn.  Everything he did prospered. His property increased in value when the railroad was completed in 1869, and he raised more farm crops since everything was so in demand for workers on the railroad.  By 1884, he was considered by himself and those around him as a thrifty well-to-do farmer. 

Then the polygamy raids began.  Laws were passed making all who had more than one wife subject to arrest, fine and imprisonment.  William went into hiding to escape arrest.  First he hid in the Logan Temple where he did temple ordinance work for his family.  When he ran out of names and data he had himself called on a mission in the East where he again visited all his relatives in the state of New York.  While there he gathered genealogy, hoping that by the time he returned the trouble would be over.  But it continued to rage, so he went on a second mission, this time to California.  Then he resorted to hideouts in the mountains, dodging in at favorable times to help with the farm work, or give courage to his family.  Gradually he came under suspicion as his home and his approach was watched, and he could see the game he was playing could go on no longer.  Anyway he was weary of hiding and, in company with his son Brigham, also on the dodge, he went to Mexico.  They arrived in Colonia Juarez in February 1889. There they found a critical situation for want of bread and butter.  They expense of shipping it from the United States made it prohibitive.  The availability of hand-ground corn was unpredictable.  The little flour mill operating in Galeana was entirely inadequate.  It took from four days to a week standing in line for their turn.  The grade of flour was little better than the cornmeal they could make.  Naturally every newcomer was hopefully received as they searched for a potential miller.

Whether or not William Rufus Rogers Stowell looked like a “flour” man is not known.  But before he was in town an hour, he was approached by his wife’s cousin, William C. McClellan, with a proposition.  “Come with me,” he said without further preliminaries.  “I’ll show you a natural mill site, a place where the right man can establish an industry that not only will make him a substantial living, but will make him a savior to a bread-hungry community.”  They went to a point on the Piedras Verdes River but a few rods distant from the first rock house built in Old Town.

In a few terse sentences McClellan demonstrated how a mill placed at this point of the river could be operated by making use of the canal that had but recently carried water to their farms on the old townsite.  All it needed was a rock runway down which the water could run to turn the water will of the mill at its base.

William Rufus Rogers Stowell decided it was a practical idea and felt his search for a home was over.

Making a start was as simple as that.  A little time spent in looking the country over, talking with Bishop Sevey and other leading men, enjoying the hospitality of friends and relatives, and his fast-formed plan was ready for action.  He bought his machinery when he returned to Utah and hired Peter N. Skousen to haul it in.  By the first of June he was back in Colonia Juarez with his family.  He disposed of his property in Ogden, had made trips necessary to complete negotiations at the border for emigration, had his plans all made to begin operations on his mill and a home underway for his family.

In late November the machinery was installed.  Before Christmas, they were grinding corn and flour.  It took only ten months for this 76 year-old human dynamo to complete a project done in the hardest way. Most importantly, the people now enjoyed flour from the first gristmill in the country.  What greater sense of power than to watch those large grinders set in motion by the cascade of water as it catapulted down the runway and hurled the great wheel into action. What music could lull and soothe as the hum of those huge grinders as they munched the golden kernels, crushing and passing the on to ever finer rollers, sifting and separating till the velvety whiteness was emitted from yawning hoppers into gaping sacks.  What greater feeling of security than to see the sacks piled for home consumption, and to know that at last they had annihilated the proverbial wolf and now had breadstuff in plenteous quantities for their families?

That two-story adobe building became the vortex of a thriving business center, the symbol of a new agricultural life.  Farmers raised more and better wheat to exchange for flour.  Contented customers returning for service year after year soon made the mill’s storage capacity inadequate, and an adobe annex fronting the western entrance was added.  William’s keen insight into business management and his meticulous attention to detail was characteristic of his everyday habits. He was an archenemy of waste, and careful attention to detail was his weapon for fighting that evil.  “Shake it over the bran pile,” was a reproof some unthinking customer would hear while shaking his emptied flour sack in the open air.  Turning his chickens loose to clean up the waste grain when horses scattered their rations in his yard or keeping pigs fattened on over-full sack leakages all were means to eliminate waste and keep his premises clean.  His daily trips back and forth from home to his mill always included a careful check on the dam, headgate, water supply, canal cleaning or possible repairs on his way.  And his inspection of the running gears in his mill was a daily task.

When past the three-quarter century mark, wisdom forbade his continuing the strenuous life.  He first employed a miller, to whm he later sold the mill and the business.  In December 1895, he was ordained a Patriarch, and served in that capacity for the rest of his life.  His last days were spent in Colonia Juarez, where he passed away May 30, 1901. 

Nelle Spilsbury Hatch

Stalwarts South of the Border, page 651

A biographical sketch written by James Little is found here.   This biography includes William Rufus Rogers Stowell’s Patriarchal Blessing given to him by Hyrum Smith.

Hyrum Jerome Judd

Hyrum Jerome Judd

1847-1898

Hyrum Jerome Judd was born February 7, 1847, at Kanesville, Hancock County, Iowa, a few months before his father was released from military duty with the Mormon Battalion.

His father, Hyrum Judd orphaned at the age of 16, went to work for Lucious H. Fuller in Warsaw, Illinois, where he met and married Lisania Fuller, in 1844.  Hyrum Jerome was two years old when he crossed the plains with his parents and baby sister, arriving in Salt Lake city in the fall of 1849.  They settled in Farmington, Utah, until 1857, when his father was called to help settle southern Utah at Santa Clara, Washington County.

Here he lived his boyhood days in a nice little home his father built and he helped get the young orchard planted and growing nicely, except for the need of more water. A new dam was built on the Virgin River with a canal carrying water to the new townsite. This project was finished on Christmas Eve, of 1861.  The day the ditch was finished the rain began to fall and continued for more than a month; clothing and bedding couldn’t get dried.  The dugouts and other shelter gave poor protection, even with all the pots and pans employed to catch the dripping water.  Food molded, fires were hard to keep burning and harder to start if they went out.  It was a month of misery and suffering for all.  Then came the big flood, in the dark of night in January, 1862.  They were forced to flee to higher ground with what belongings they could take with them, while their home and land were washed away.

The family then moved to Meadow Valley and were busily engaged in the dairy business, when his father received another call to help settle the community of Eagle Valley, Nevada, in 1865. Hyrum Jerome Judd married Sharon Boyce, daughter of Benjamin and Susanna Content Boyce, April 28, 1866 in the Salt Lake Temple (Note Salt Lake temple wasn’t finished until 1893).  While living there, five, children were born to them: John Jerome in 1866; Susan Content in 1871; Lisania in 1872, Hyrum 1870; and Arza Hugh who died in infancy, in 1874. During this time Jerome worked on the Salt Lake Temple.  They moved to Panguitch, Utah where his father had settled.  Here Benjamin Boyce was born in 1876.  Jerome helped his father fence land near Lake Panguitch, where fishing was good.  Ira Leroy was born in 1877 in Salt Lake City. 

Hyrum Jerome Judd followed his father into northern Arizona in 1877 in company with his sister Jane and her husband Joe Knight, with all of their household goods and livestock, traveling slowly in order to find the best route for water and grass.  His father left a letter for him in a split stick at Black Falls.  They made a fine crossing of the Colorado River and up over Lee’s Backbone, the worst piece of road a wagon was ever taken over.  They arrived at Sunset, Arizona, in early 1878, the most desolate place he had ever seen.  He and his father joined the United Order and helped establish Sunset, Brigham City and Joseph City, all three camps practicing the United Order.

Joe Knight decided against joining and went across the river with the Kartchner’s and other families to a little community called Obed.  Joe became ill and Jerome brought him into Sunset for better care, but he died where she joined the Order and later married Israel Call.  The Judd’s, along with the families of William C. McClellan, Levi Savage, James McNeil, Joe James, Israel Call, Hubert Burkle, Freehoff Neilson and Samuel Garnes stayed with the Order, while others came and went.  Jerome and Hubert Burkle had charge of the range cattle and horses of the Order, and the Judd family made all the cheese at Mormon Lake near Flagstaff.  His father was Presiding Elder there.  Wilford Woodruff Judd was born to them at Sunset 1880.   

There Hyrum Jerome Judd took a second wife, who was Sarah Garn.  They were married in the St. George Temple on October 18, 1880.  Their first child, Paralee America was born October 6, 1881 at Sunset.  The United Order disbanded in 1882 and he moved to several different places in Arizona and New Mexico, taking some land in Smithsville (Pima) where Elizabeth was born to Susan in 1883. Lois Dianna and Ann were also born to Susan at Ramah, New Mexico in 1884 and 1886. Lois Dianna lived only a few months.  Mary Aliza (Mae) was born in 1886 to Sarah at Ramah.

Jerome moved his families to Mexico in 1887, settling in Colonia Juarez.  There he lived with his families for several years, making a living for their support by freighting and serving as cook on long cattle drives.  They made several drives to Fort Apache, Arizona.  Susan’s last child, Heleman, was born in Colonia Juarez in 1890.  To Sarah were born Don Carlos on October 7, 1887, Samuel Garn on October 8, 1890 in Colonia Juarez, and Lucinda Jane (Jenny) October 26, 1892.

Colonia Chuhuichupa was settled in 1894 and Jerome moved his families there where he engaged in farming and cattle raising.  Edgar Riley was born to Sarah in Chuhuichupa on January 13, 1898.  Jerome’s health was not good, so he went back to Colonia Juarez where he could get better medical care.  Sarah spent part of her time taking care of him there.  He received his Patriarchal Blessing from William R.R. Stowell on August 12, 1898 and died of cancer of the throat August 30, at the age of 51 years.  He was laid to rest in the east cemetery at Colonia Juarez beside his father who had preceded him in death by two years.  He was survived by two wives and 15 children.

Compiled by Earnestine Hatch from material furnished by Elva Judd Stevens, and a family history written from memory by Daniel Judd, son of Hyrum Judd and brother of Hyrum Jerome Judd.

Stalwarts South of the Border, Nelle Spilsbury Hatch, page 380

Edward Elsey Bradshaw

Edward Elsey Bradshaw

1860-1936

Edward Elsey Bradshaw was the fifth of nine children born to Samuel and Mary Ann Elsey Bradshaw.  He was born May 29, 1860 in Tooele, Tooele County, Utah.

Mary Ann was an English convert and lived in Virgin, Utah,, but at the time had gone to Tooele to see her mother and step-father.  They had just arrived from England.  Here is where her son Edward Elsey Bradsahw, was born.  Soon after his birth they returned home.  His brothers and sisters were Sarah Ann, Samuel, Ira Elsey, William A., Mary Ann, Emma Elsey, David Elsey and Joseph Elsey.

Mary Ann, the mother, died of pneumonia when Edward was 11 years old, and young Edward’s grandmother, Ann White, cared for the children for a while after her death.

Samuel Bradshaw was a mason by trade, and Edward probably helped him build houses in and around Virgin.  He went to school very little.  After Mary Ann’s death, Samuel married a widow, Annie Ballard, with five children. She was later killed by a fall from a wagon.  He then married an immigrant from Switzerland, Annie Bruppacker, who was a convert to the Church.  They had four children:  Benjamin, Esther and a pair of twins, Ugene and Unis, who died in infancy. Nothing else is known of them.

At age 21, Edward married Mary Ellen (May) Owens, daughter of Horace Burr and Sally Ann Layne Owens.  Their courtship took place in Virgin.  May was born July 14, 1864 in Fillmore, Utah.  They took their endowments and were married October 12, 1881 in the St. George Temple.  They left and went to Salt Lake City for their household things, then went on to Virgin.  There they rented a room where their first baby, Ellen Elsie (Nelle), was born, October 2, 1882.

Virgin was a small town on the banks of the Virgin River, about three of four blocks wide.  There was no room for more homes.  The original owners did not want to leave so young couples were forced to go elsewhere.

Edward Elsey Bradshaw and May Bradshaw joined a company that left for Arizona to colonize new land.  Her father, Horace Burr Owens Sr., and brother, Burr Jr., left with their families in November, 1882.  Although they had a pleasant trip traveling by wagon, it was a little cold for their one-month-old child.  When the baby needed a bath, Edward would take a kettle from the fire, put coals in it and put it in the wagon, which made it nice and cozy.

They arrived in Woodruff, Arizona on December 12, 1882 where May’s uncle James Clark Owens, welcomed them.  After a visit they went on to Snowflake to visit May’s aunt, Martha Layne Stratton.  Then they went on to Pinedale to visit her brother, Ardene, and family and sister, Medora Gardner.  They had nice visits before returning to Woodruff where they bought a lot and built a small frame house, moving into their home April 4, 1883.  They started immediately making improvements on it.

The dam on the Little Colorado went out repeatedly for several years. People kept hoping each one built would be the last, but it proved to be a continuing occurrence.

On February 28, 1884 their first son, Samuel Silas, was born.  May then had a severe sick spell which affected her memory, and it was never very good after that time.

In June they made a trip to Utah taking May’s sister, Alameda, and J.D. Smithson to be married in the St. George Temple.  After their return another son, Edward Estelven was born, June 6, 1885.  He was a very sick baby and died January 9, 1887.  Ira Reynold was born July 31, 1886 and died July 27, 1887.  Vilate was born February 18, 1888 and died February 12, 1890.  Emma was born October 1, 1889 and Hyrum, April 6, 1891.  Many of the babies died during these years because of measles, whooping cough, croup and grippe.

In May 1891 the family decided to homestead a farm in Pinetop, Arizona taking merchandise from the ACMI mercantile store. The store later gave out so much on credit that it went broke. The Bradshaw family sheared sheep, freighted, cut timber, plowed, as well as made fences and ditches during this time.

On November 7, 1892 Ellis Delon was born.  Then another daughter, Annie, was born December 16, 1894, and David Burr was born on November 20, 1896.  Lois was born, May 13, 1898.  Then on January 27, 1900 they had towns; one of them, Mary, was stillborn but the other, Martha, grew strong and healthy.   

Because the children had to go to Woodruff to go to school, they decided to sell their homestead and move to Mexico.  Several families made a company and started May 22, 1900.  They went by horse and wagon, camping out at night, some 1,000 miles over very bad roads.  Edward and May traveled with eight children under 16 years of age.  They left one married daughter in St. Joseph, Arizona.  They arrived June 17, 1900 at Colonia Morelos in Sonora where they broke new land, made ditches and homes.

Their first home was a tent, then they made adobes and had a home with dirt floors.  Lumber was too expensive so they used bamboo cane to hold up the dirt roof.

Until they raised a crop, their main food was boiled wheat, beans and redroot (pigweed greens).  When their crop matured, Edward took surplus foot to Douglas, Arizona, 60 miles away, and to mining camps to trade for clothing and other food.

Mexico was a beautiful country with tall grass and yellow poppies.  They cut the grass and used it for hay (stock food).  We did not know it then, but the poppies caused sore eyes.

On December 1, 1901 John Elmer was born in Colonia Morelos.  Preston Clark was born March 11, 1904.  Then Joseph Glendon was born January 10, 1906 in Colonia Morelos.  He died April 11, 1913 in Hurricane, Utah.  Richard, the last of 11 children, was born March 18, 1908 at Fort Apache, Arizona.

In 1905 there were terrific floods down the Bavispe River, practically washing away the town of Colonia Oaxaca.

The Bavispe River took away the Bradshaw’s orchard of about 100 trees, potato crops, horses and heifers, and even the wall of their kitchen was washed out.  Losing everything, they decided to leave Mexico and go back to Arizona.  They took the post laundry job at Fort Apache.  They did the laundry for 110 soldiers, with a washer run by horses, and a mangle ironer.  Many of the soldiers, when they found they were being transferred, would leave without paying their bills.  The family also had a nice garden spot where Edward raised melons, fruits and vegetables to sell.

There was a new colony opening in San Jose, Sonora, Mexico, so they left Fort Apache on November 1, 1908.  It took them three weeks by wagon with little Glendon who had the croup.  People were coming from Oaxaca and Morelos up the river to make the San Jose de Rosebello their home.  The Bradshaws went there and took 100 acres of land, partly cleared but mostly brushland, mesquite, catclaw, and cactus.  There were bulls that hid in bushes in the daytime and at night ate their crops.

In San Jose the family worked very hard, making adobes, housing, ditches, planting and harvesting crops and gardens.  They all worked on the new church and school.  At the end of four years the Mexican Revolution forced another move.  Things became so bad, they were forced to leave in such a hurry, that they left almost everything behind.  They left August 12, 1912 and lived in a government camp in Douglas, Arizona, in tents.  They lived on government rations, and after a month the government gave free transportation to families who had relatives with home to live.  Edward took his family back to Hurricane, Utah.  They took a farm there and raised bumper crops, made a nice home, which was the best home they ever had. They all worked in the Ward there, were good singers and always sang in the choir, as they did wherever they lived.  They held many positions and always enjoyed their callings. They tried to teach their family the same way.

Edward and May enjoyed doing temple work as much as they could, when they felt like it.  They always went to church and kept the Sabbath day holy.  On Christmas day 1915, May had a stroke paralyzing her left side. Her limbs were always numb and her moth drawn a little on that side.  She kept going to the temple.

The next year October 23, 1916 as they were going to the farm on the dugway between Hurricane and LaVerkin, the team started to run away and May, not wanting to go into the canyon, jumped out, broke her arm and got badly bruised. 

When May died, this left Edward very lonely, with two boys to raise.  Richard was 10 years old and Preston 14.  They had their home there, and had always been very happy in it.  Everywhere the family lived they always raised a garden.  Edward took great pride in his gardens, lawns, and flowers and loved sharing his fruits and vegetables with family and friends.  May’s health had not been too good since she had the stroke and she died February 7, 1919 in Hurricane.

After a while Edward Elsey Bradshaw sold his home to his daughter Lois and husband, just recently married.  He took his two boys and went to Arizona, where he visited with his son Sam.  Not being able to find contentment there, after several months, they returned to Hurricane.  For the next several years he and one or more of his boys lived in different places.  They went to Idaho and Wyoming, and finally to St. George, where they lived one year, so he could spend more time in the temple.  Each time he’d become restless and go back to Hurricane. 

After his boys were old enough to care for themselves, Edward built himself a small cabin on the river near the hot springs.  He loved to bathe in them.  He had a horse that he rode back and forth to Hurricane.  He had two daughters and three sons living there and he’d ride in to visit and do his shopping. He loved to take his accordion and serenade his children, especially on Christmas morning.

Edward Elsey Bradshaw had two or three spells of erysipelas.  When this happened, he would go to one of his children’s homes until he felt better. He never let it keep him down long.  He also suffered for quite some time with the hemorrhoids, until he finally decided to go to the hospital and have them operated on.  It was a very painful operation and he was very sick.  However, he didn’t like the treatment he received at the hospital, so he left before being released.  He got a ride to Hurricane and went to his daughter’s place.  As a result, infection set in and by the time they summoned a doctor it was too late to save him.  He suffered so much before he died, November 27, 1936.  They buried him beside his wife in Hurricane.

Anita Joy Bradshaw Rheis, granddaughter

Stalwarts South of the Border, by Nelle Spilsbury Hatch, pg 59