Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Thomas Levi and Mary Amelia Fulmer Whittle

Thomas Levi and Mary Amelia Fulmer Whittle are the great grandparents of Mary Eliza Whittle Scott.

The first account was written by Ruey Pond Bernhisel, granddaughter of Thomas Levi Whittle.  I have added additional information and sources in square brackets in Sister Bernhisel’s account.  Other histories and accounts of family members follow later in this post.  Thomas Levi Whittle also appears in Wikipedia!  Click here to read the article and access related links.

Life Sketch by a Granddaughter
Thomas Whittle, born in Montreal, Canada, 21 May 1812, and Mary [Amelia] Fulmer, also of Montreal, born 18 June 1817, were married in the year 1833. He, a youth of twenty-one years, and she a mere girl of sixteen.

THOMAS LEVI WHITTLE (1812-1868)

MARY AMELIA FULMER WHITTLE (1817-1893
Little has been preserved of their childhood and adolescent years, though it is known that Mary was deprived of all scholastic advantages, and she grew to womanhood unable to either read or write anything other than her own name. It was hardships and overwork in her youth that caused her to marry at so early an age.
[An online history of Leamington, Ontario, Canada indicates that Thomas Levi’s father, Thomas Whittle, and Mary Ann Fulmer’s grandfather, Phillip Fox, were among the first to settle in Mersea on the northwestern shore of Lake Erie, just south of Lake St. Clair, in1835.  At the time, the land was covered in dense forest.  Like most settlers, they had acquired their land from Col. Thomas Talbot, the eccentric Irishman who laid out Talbot Road along an old Indian trail.]

Thomas and Mary were both religiously inclined and first heard the principles of the Gospel from the Elders of the Mormon Church who were sent into Canada shortly after its organization. They received the glad tidings and were soon baptized and confirmed members of the newly found faith.

[According to LDS Church records, Thomas, age 25, and Mary, age 18, were baptized by Zera Pulsipher on 22 Nov. 1837.  It must have been hard for their families, newly settled on the Canadian frontier, when Thomas and Mary immigrated to join the Saints, since there was no doubt much left to do to clear the land, plant crops, etc. The records also show that they already had two children by this time, John, age 2 ½ , and Mary, age 4 months.]

They witnessed many things which strengthened the testimony they had obtained, one of which is an incident that occurred shortly after their conversion. Returning from church one day, they saw a light resting on a bridge that lay directly in their path.

Upon arrival at the place where the light shone forth it moved forward and continued as though lighting their way until it reached their house, and then it disappeared. "Mary," said her husband, "this will ever be a light to our feet and a guide to us through life."

They undoubtedly felt the spirit of gathering, which was so much in evidence at that time, for at an early date they moved from Canada into Michigan, thence to Quincy, Illinois, where their son George [our ancestor] was born [in 1840], and later they moved to Nauvoo, the birthplace of Zera [in 1843] and Emaline [in 1845]. [Some records indicate that our ancestor, George Page Whittle, Mary's grandfather, was actually born in Nauvoo.]

They heard the Gospel from the lips of the Prophet himself, and later carried to Utah the photo of both Joseph and his wife Emma, which had probably been given to them by members of the Smith family and was treasured by them as long as they lived.  [I wonder where that photo is now!]

They suffered the hardships incident to the time when the Saints were driven from comfortable homes and their property either burned or given into the hands of howling mobs. They witnessed the ill-treatment of their friends and experienced trials themselves. They knew pain and anguish arising from the loss of their Prophet and probably saw the bodies of their beloved leaders as they lay in state prior to their secret burial.

Mary Fulmer Whittle was present on the occasion when the Saints had met to hear Sidney Rigdon, then purporting to be their rightful leader. She saw Brigham Young when he arose to speak and she witnessed the mantle of Joseph resting upon his form and features. This occurrence left no doubt in her mind as to the rightful leadership of Brigham Young. Preparatory to leaving Nauvoo they had parched a quantity of corn which they had expected to take along as food, but which for some reason was left and later served as a bed for Thomas when he was forced to return for a cow that had broken loose and gone back home. At that particular time he laid in the attic of his abandoned home until time when he could escape without being seen.

Their next abode was at Winter Quarters and one has only to read the history of those days to know the bitter experience of want, sickness and in many cases death. Fortunately the Whittles came through without losing any members of their family.

A few faith promoting incidents in the life of Thomas Whittle have been handed down to members of his posterity, as a testimony of God's protection and mercy which He extends to His faithful children.

While in Winter Quarters, a young man, Thomas Ricks, was shot and wounded by the Indians as he watched and herded cattle. Searching parties were sent out to bring him into camp. His father, Brother Ricks and Thomas Whittle were some distance away from the group. Suddenly, they found themselves surrounded by Indians and a gun pointed in their faces. "Well," said Brother Ricks, "I suppose our time has come." "No so," said Whittle, "for we are in the hands of the Lord." Finally the chief rode up in an excited state, the others mounted their horses and rode away leaving the two men much frightened, but unharmed.

[You can read contemporary accounts of this event which took place on June 6th, 1848.  There are three accounts, one by Peter Wilson Conover, another by Norton Jacob and a third by Heber C. Kimball.]

Another time they were without water while they were traveling. The horses tongues were hanging from their mouths, and people were suffering from thirst. The day was warm, [the] sky was clear, with no sign of relief. After supplicating to the Lord, a cloud appeared, and in a short time rain fell in such quantities as to fill both buckets and barrels with the much needed water. Again the lives of these two faithful men were spared.

Thomas Whittle and family crossed the plains in the [Heber C. Kimball] company of Saints. They reached Salt Lake City in 1848. They settled in the 17th ward, and must have had ample rooms as Mrs. Whittle later told of renting a part of the dwelling to a widow woman and her family.

In 1849 Brother Whittle went to California and joined others in their search for gold. It was while there that he received a call to go and help open up a mission on the Sandwich Islands. In 1850 he with nine others Elders, one of whom was George Q. Cannon, went in response to a call and after two years of service he returned to Salt Lake City, Utah.  [More to follow about his journey to California and mission call.]

In 1853 the Whittle family moved to Fort Herriman where they lived for one year. It was while residing at this place that he had occasion to thank his Heavenly Father for another miraculous escape from death.

Riding down the canyon on a load of logs, he was thrown under the load as his wagon tipped over. He looked up to see two men coming toward him from the side of a mountain and then he was rendered unconscious. Upon regaining his senses he found he was standing by his wagon which had been lifted into place. His first thought was to get on his load and continue his course, but a voice nearby told him to mount one of his horses as he was badly hurt. This he succeeded in doing but was forced to give the horses free reign, and he was carried to the gate of a man named Butterfield, at one time owner of the horses. With difficulty he was removed from his mount, and taken into the house. There he was nursed back to health by a young woman, Mary Jane Butterfield, whom he later married as a plural wife in 1863. Four children were born to them, namely: Minerva, Edwin, Almond and Mary.

In the fall of 1853 a daughter, Josephine, was born to Mary Fulmer, but she died when she was two years of age. Their next move was to Grantsville, Tooele County, Utah, where two more children were born, William and Aroetta, making a family of nine children. Here they lived in a cabin erected as a temporary shelter until they could become permanently located.

They moved to Richmond in 1860 and in time were residents of the fort erected as a temporary protection against the Indians. They later acquired an adobe house of three rooms, built on the corner east and opposite the Park School house of today. Here it was that Mrs. Whittle, then a widow, took in boarders and strove in different ways to care for her two children.

Thomas Whittle was an energetic church worker and at one time served as a counselor to Bishop Marriner W. Merrill. He was also interested in civic affairs, and because of his agreeable and pleasing manner made friends with young and old. On many occasions, he succeeded in getting in with groups of rowdy youngsters bent on nights of true adventure and mischief and in a short time he had them all home in bed. He was a peacemaker and was many times called to settle disputes and bring harmony where people were laboring under wrong impressions and misunderstandings.

His untimely and accidental death at the age of 56 was caused by the falling of a log while he was engaged in the erection of a house, and occurred 3 July, 1868. On the following day 4 July the flags at Richmond were hung at half mast, attesting the love and esteem of his neighbors and fellow townsmen. His wife lived to the age of 76 and after a life of usefulness, died of pneumonia, 6 Jan 1893 at Lewiston, Utah.

They were both buried in Richmond and their numerous descendants constitute one of the foundation families of Utah and Idaho.

Temple Ordinances and Church Service
Thomas Levi Whittle, age 33, and Mary Ann Fulmer Whittle, age 28, received their endowments in the Nauvoo temple on 1 Jan 1846.

The original Nauvoo temple.  Source:  www.classic.lds.org

Thomas was set apart by Levi W. Hancock on 8 Oct. 1844.  Thomas was a member of the 9th and 24th Quorums of the Seventy in Nauvoo.  His name can be seen in the copy of the register at the Seventy’s Hall in Nauvoo.

[Sources: Nauvoo House Ledger, Book C, p. 177; Rowena Miller Files, Nauvoo Lands and Records Office, Nauvoo Restoration, Inc.; Black, Susan Easton, Membership of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, 1830-1848, 46:40-42; Black, Susan Easton, Nauvoo Seventy Membership: Annotated Index.]

Thomas was sealed to his two wives, Mary Ann Fulmer and Mary Jane Butterfield, on the same day, 7 Aug. 1953. The sealing must have taken place in the Endowment House, since the earliest temple in Utah (Logan) was not dedicated until 1863.

The date for his sealing to his parents, Thomas Whittle and Elizabeth Levi , is give as 15 Nov. 1929.  [Source: www.new.familysearch.org]

Whittle Property in Nauvoo
Thomas bought and sold several land parcels in Hancock County, Illinois.  He purchased  the first parcel on 1 Aug. 1841 and sold the last on 21 May 1846.  (Detailed records from the Hancock County Deeds records are available through the Nauvoo Land and Records Office.)

Location of some land parcels owned by Thomas and Mary Whittle, circled in black in the northwest section.  Map provided by Nauvoo Land and Records Office.

The information below by Reva Whittle Wilson was obtained from the Nauvoo Land and Records Office:


The following notice was copied from The Nauvoo Neighbor, Vol. 2, No. 2, page 4, 28 Feb. 1844.  The notice appeared in several issues before and after that date.

"Land for sale:
The subscriber has a beautiful lot of land amounting to upwards of eighty acres, within two miles of the city, which may be had on reasonable terms. An undisputable title can be given, and if required a short credit will be given for part of the purchase money.  The land lies on the old LaHorn Road, near Mr. Suffocals.  The subscriber will sell smaller parcels to suit purchasers.
Ths. Whittle"

From this it appears that Thomas had sold property in Canada, which enabled him to buy so much land in Nauvoo.  In his father’s will, Thomas and his older brother, John, were each to receive one shilling in currency, which indicates that they had already received their inheritance from their father.  The younger brothers were each to receive 10 acres of land in the 5th concession and 12 acres in the 6th concession.  This was probably the amount that Thomas and John had received

Memories of a Daughter
This account is taken from "Life of Aroetta Whittle Pond," by Bernhisel, Ruey P.[the same granddaughter who wrote the account above], The Thomas Levi Whittle Family Bulletin, 1964.

Aroetta Whittle Pond (1857-1934) and Brigham Pond (1853-1933)

Aroetta Whittle Pond, daughter of Thomas Levi Whittle and Mary Fulmer Whittle, was born in Grantsville, Tooele County, Utah, October 29, 1857 in a humble cabin with small windows and a dirt roof, through which the water filtered and dripped into vessels which were placed around on her mother's bed and at various places throughout the room.

At this time her father was serving in the Militia which had been sent to stay the advance of Johnson's Army, then entering the Territory for purposes unknown to the saints.

In 1860 her parents moved to Richmond, Utah and her first memories date to the days when she lived in the fort, erected there as a protection against Indian attacks; she later recalled and described many thrilling experiences and incidents associated with those times.  On one occasion a poor frightened squaw rushed into the fort and begged to be sheltered from her people, whom she said were seeking her to take her life.  She remembered the first death that occurred in Richmond—that of a young man, and told of the stir and sensation it created.

Aroetta's childhood days were wholly devoid of luxuries and boasted of very few comforts.  Many are the times she ate and relished the syrup that her mother made by boiling beet juice to a consistency that it would spread.  She recalled the day when a piece of bread and cane molasses was a treat, and the occasion when a fried cake served as a Christmas gift.

Being poor, however, didn't entirely exclude the longing for pretty things.  She described the dresses she wore as a child, one of which attracted the admiration of a boy friend, for, after seeing her wear it, he asked if he might take her to a party.  To his great disappointment she failed to wear the new dress and when asked the reason, she told him her mother wouldn't let her.  "Well," said he, "if I had known that I wouldn't have taken you."

Later when the town boasted of a store, she saw and ardently craved a pair of shoes, the tops of which were prettily decorated, but the purchase her mother found impossible to make.  Aroetta, however, succeeded in earning the price of the shoes by nursing the small children of her sister Emaline, and she brought criticism on her mother for the extravagance she exhibited in making so costly a purchase.

Aroetta was a great admirer of her father, and like most daughters, loved to talk of his virtues and kindness.  His death, when she was eleven years, was a tragedy in her young life and sorrow she felt for a long time.

Her first real home was an adobe house of three rooms, the walls of which were whitewashed and the floors bare, but kept spotlessly clean by frequent scourings and scrubbing.  Here Aroetta received training in cleanliness, the fruits of which was ever prevalent in her own home and passed on as a heritage to her daughters.  Here she, with her mother and brother Will, spent her girlhood days and from various narratives depicting her life at that time, one would judge them to be happy ones.  On many occasions she, with other young men and women, participated in dancing parties and suppers, sleigh rides, canyon excursions and many other forms of entertainment characteristic of normal youth.

Aroetta's Own Words 
"My Father Thomas Levi Whittle was a peace maker, an arbitrator, one who could effectively pour oil over troubled waters in the settlement of differences, difficulties and misunderstandings among friends and neighbors.  He was quiet, calm, collected, persuasive and unoffending.  I know of times when he would join young people gathered in groups about the community or in bob sleds, with mischief making pranks in mind, and in a short while have them quieted, happy and going in the direction of their respective homes.

Father was in charge of the local Militia, ever concerned about the peace and protection of the people in the community.  He and Christian Hyer served as counselors to Bishop Marriner W. Merrill.  He came across the plains numbered in the Zera Pulsipher Company in the summer of 1848.   [Church records indicate Thomas and Mary crossed in the Heber C. Kimball company; Zera Pulsipher was leader of their group of one hundred.]

My mother's name was Mary, but Father called her "Mollie."  He dearly loved fresh milk.  It was a major part of his diet.  I admired the way he quit the tobacco habit.  When he made up his mind to do, or not to do, he stayed with his decision.

While assisting his son Zera in the erection of a home he became a victim of a falling log.  I learned of the tragedy from Mary Ann Harris Whittle.  The two of us ran to tell my sister Emeline.  He did not live long, passing away on the third of July.  I was but eleven years old at the time and so fearful in the presence of a corpse.  Father did not look restful in his casket, which had been painted white.  In his honor the flag was flown at half mast.  The funeral service was held on the fourth, resulting in a postponement of Independence Day observances.

With Father gone, Mother, Will and I kept house by ourselves.  Our family was in two groups, nine years apart.  Emeline and I were the youngest in each division."

[Source:  The Thomas Levi Whittle Family Bulletin, 1964]

Account of Aroet Hale, Husband of Olive Whittle (Thomas Whittle’s Daughter)
This first-hand account from the journal of Aroet Hales gives a vivid–and charming–description of the experiences of young people crossing the plains.

I was Orgonized into Heber C. Kimble Company first Fifty. Henry Harrison [Harriman] Capt. of first Fifty. My Outfit consisted of two Yoak [yoke] of Oxen, and One Yoak of Cows. One Yoak of Oxen on one light wagon and one yoak of oxen and One Yoak of Cows on the hevy Wagon.

The Famley as follows, I[,] Aroet[,] was the Oldest. had Charg of the famley I was in my 20 Year. My Sister Rachel in her 16 year. My Brother Alma in his 12 Year. My Brother Solomon in his 9 Year. I was apointed One of the Hunters for the first 50[.] Oure [Ozro] Eastman was My Hunting Companion[.] Buffilo and Antleop was verry plenty full common up the Plat[te] River. We had good Luck and Surplide our Division with what Buffilo Meat they Needed while we wair in the Buffilo Country. Our travels acrest the Planes was a Long tiersom trip over One thousand miles with Ox teames. Was hard on Old People and Woman with Chraldren[.] The Young folks had injoyment. Presedent Young and Kimble was Verry kind and indulgent to the Young. They frequently Stop within a Mile or So apart. The Young yould [would] Viset from One Camp to the Other, and frequently would get musick and have a good Dance on the Ground. Some times the Older Folks would Join with us[.] On One Occation President Young took part in the Injoyment. I formed an acuantance with a Yound [young] Lady Crosing the Plains that I after wards Marr[i]ed. her Name was Olive Whittle, a Daughter of Thomas Whittle, formerly from Canada. So I done My Sparking along the road. So I did not have So much to Do after I got into the Valley.

Thomas Whittle Military Service
1861 Cache Valley Regiment. Thomas Levi Whittle was the commander of the 6th infantry battalion, with the rank of Major.  (Source: The Herald Journal (Logan), 9 Aug. 1987 and 13, Sep. 1987, A.J. Simmonds, Historian at Utah State University.  Obtained from Nauvoo Land and Records office, Apr. 2011).

Account Hand-copied by Mary E. Whittle Scott with Her CommentsTranscribed 21, 22 June 1995 by Gerald L. Scott, great-great grandson, Atlanta, Georgia. See additional documentation at the end of this section.

Thomas Levi Whittle, son of Thomas Whittle and Elizabeth Levi was born 21 May 1812 at Meresea Township, Essex County, Ontario, Canada. Little is known of his early youth. He had a cheerful disposition, good character and learned easily. He was considered a peacemaker, was well liked by his friends, neighbors and his associates all through life. His education was limited, but at that early date this was not unusual.
   
He was married in 1833 at age 21 to Mary Amelia Fulmer born 18 June 1817, known as Polly. She was only 16 years old. They both lived in the same area of Canada. Being of the same temperament and disposition they found it easy to "live their lives together" . Soon after marriage, the young couple left Canada and went to Detroit, Wayne County, Michigan.

Thomas Levi Whittle and his wife Mary were both religiously inclined and therefore found it easy to listen to the missionaries of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. They accepted the truthfulness of the Gospel, much to the disappointment of their parents. Thomas Levi Whittle was baptized a member 22 November 1837 by Zera Pulsipher and rebaptized in Salt Lake City 3 June 1849 by William Clayton.

They moved from Detroit to Quincy, Illinois. They left Quincy for Nauvoo, Illinois where they with others endured the hardships. We have only to read the Church history to become acquainted with the sufferings of this period of time. It was on 16 September 1845 that the Saints notified the "mob" of their intention to leave Nauvoo.

Mary Fulmer Whittle was present on the occasion when the Saints had met to hear the speech of Sidney Rigdon, then purporting to be the rightful leader of the Saints. She saw Brigham Young when he arose to speak and witnessed the "mantle of Joseph" resting upon his form and features. This occurrence left no doubt in her mind as to the rightful leadership of Brigham Young. [Addition by GLS:  Thomas Levi Whittle and his wife Mary Fulmer Whittle each received their Patriarchal Blessings on 19 April 1845 in Nauvoo under the hands of John Smith, an uncle to the Prophet Joseph Smith, who had ordained him a Patriarch.]

"The great Nauvoo exodus" officially began 4 February 1846 under the leadership of Brigham Young. From this location, the Whittles (for they had children now), [my grandfather George having been born at Quincy - MES], in company with other pioneers started the trek across the plains. For this historical trek, the Thomas Levi Whittle family was listed with the members of the Second Company, Second Division of the exodus to the Great Salt Lake Valley. In this organization, Heber C. Kimball was commander and Zera Pulsipher was Captain of one hundred. [Great grandfather Whittle traveled with the Zera Pulsipher unit of the Second Division - MES].

The Heber C. Kimball Company left the Elkhorn River crossing 1 June 1848 and arrived in the Great Salt Lake Valley 20 September 1848. Thomas Levi Whittle and his family took up residence in the Northwest Central part of Salt Lake City later known as the 17th Ward.

In preparation for leaving Nauvoo, a large quantity of corn was dried for the journey West. But for some reason this was left behind. Grandfather had to return to Nauvoo for a cow that got away. He ate the corn that was left in the attic of his home, where he hid himself, until he could escape without being seen.

In 1849, gold was discovered in California by discharged soldiers of the Mormon Battalion. This event led to an Expedition to California by a company of Mormon  Elders, who started from Salt Lake City on Thursday 11 October 1849. They were to work for awhile in the gold mines after which some were to proceed on missions for the Church to preach the Gospel. The company consisted of Charles C. Rich, the General [great grandfather of Jeneane Scott], Major Hunt of the Mormon Battalion, Captain James M. Flake, Captain of the Company. George Q. Cannon, Joseph Cain, Thomas Levi Whittle, Henry E. Gibson and his brother Edgar, also other reliable men.

They were the first Company who ever undertook to go to California by the Southern route. They started out with only about thirty days provisions, yet they were sixty days on their journey. They went with pack animals, and in crossing the desert, had to turn back often to begin their march anew in some other direction. This made the journey very long and severe.  Killing all their animals, so that the last 350 miles were mostly made on foot. It was a splendid company of Brethren, so they were enabled to survive one of the hardest journeys ever made to the State of California.

Before they were away from home by three hundred miles, General Charles C. Rich's mule gave out. A mule that won for itself quite a historical reputation.  General Rich, whose humane nature every Mormon knows, left his worn out mule along the way, to recover, while the Company went on. But every night the mule came into camp, having followed as fast as it could. Thus it recovered, and went through to California and became humorously famous for its utility–while others died and left their bones along the trail. The mule's name was Sim. The brethren with General Rich, whose mules were mostly worn out, were in the habit of hurrying off before the General's [mule - GLS], loaded down with their blankets and utensils. The kind, eccentric General would take his time and follow along leisurely with Sim. In an hour or two, Brother Rich and the mule would catch up with the rest, carrying their loads [they had intentionally left behind - GLS]. Charles C. Rich would hail them by, "Oh take that off and put it on Sim."   Thus Sim was a ludicrous pack animal to the Company and survived this most difficult journey--illustrating what the innate human kindness of General Rich effected even on perverse mule flesh.

This journey was full of incidents of historical interest. When the Company was about four hundred miles on the way, being a little Southwest of where Pioche (Nevada) is now located, they had traveled thirty six hours without water or grass. Nor had they seen signs of any. On the second day, after traveling all night, at about four o'clock in the afternoon, a tremendous rain storm came on, causing streams of water to run down the ravines. They unloaded their animals and filled every vessel they had with water. The thirsty souls thus refreshed in the desert by this providential rain, saw the Divine watchcare over them. They went on their way, thankful to Him who had sent the refreshing rains in the dessert.

After wandering in the dessert around this area they found they could not possibly get through to California by the westerly course. They turned about and followed the bed of a dry creek in a Southeasterly direction until they found an old Spanish trail from Sante Fe to Los Angeles, which they followed into California. They came through near the famous ranch of San Bernardino where they arrived barefooted and almost naked. Here may be told of their privations just before they reached the first settlement in California. They arrived late one night on the Mojave (Desert) without food. The next day they divided. One half keeping the trail with the animals while the other half scattered for the hunt. That day they managed to kill only one rabbit and one owl. Edgar Gibson killed the owl which was eaten as well as the rabbit, by the hungry men. The next day they concluded they were in the neighborhood of deer, and as it had snowed during the night making the ground too soft for travel they decided to layover for a general hunt for food. George Q. Cannon was sick that morning and Mr. Gibson was left to take care of him. All the rest went out to hunt food.

On the first day on the Mojave, Captain Flake had shot at and wounded a deer, which had escaped. About noon of the second day, the two brethren in camp heard someone calling and Gibson, looking up, saw General Rich beckoning.  Going to help him, Gibson found that the General had dragged a dead deer on the snow as far as he could, which was supposed to be the deer wounded by Captain Flake. Gibson relieved the General and dragged the deer into camp, and before sundown there were seven deer laying around camp. That night the hungry brethren made a feast of venison, but it was so poor that under other circumstances they would not have eaten it. They had no salt to season it, yet the famished men looked upon this as another Godsend, and this food lasted them until they got into the first settlement.

The brethren went directly to Colonel Williams' ranch, about twenty five miles from the San Bernardino ranch. Peter Fife and Henry Bigler of the Mormon Battalion had barracked at Los Angeles and they knew Colonel Williams. The Company went to work for the Colonel, repairing his grist mill. They stayed with him a month. The Company had no animals, provisions or clothing to pursue their journey, but Colonel Williams fitted them out with groceries, one three yoke and the other two, furnishing them with groceries, 100 bushels of wheat, and $1000 in cash as a loan to take them to the gold mines. General Rich was responsible for that debt. After they got to work at the mines, in three days they had enough money to pay the debt. General Rich forwarded it to Colonel Williams, who, afterward told the brethren on their return that he had helped to fit out many of the gold finders' companies but that the Mormon Company was the only one which had faithfully discharged their debt.

Before they left Williams' Ranch, Howard Eagan had joined them with a company and during the summer, Eagan followed up these gold finders, from one claim to the other, establishing stores for their supplies.

Gibson and George Q. Cannon worked together on the same claim, thirteen of the brethren having remained together as a mining company under Captain Thomas Levi Whittle.

Of General Rich, Mr. Gibson says:
    General Rich was held in reverence by us all. He was a father to us throughout the journey. After we had reached Williams' Ranch, he was offered means by several who possessed money among the brethren to proceed with them direct to the gold mines; but he answered, “No, I shall stay with the boys." This fatherly care was returned by us with gratitude, for when the debt was discharged to Colonel Williams we gave the team to General Rich.

After working in the mines three months, George Q. Cannon went and clerked for Howard Eagan, but held his claim and furnished a man, until he was called with others to go on a mission to the Sandwich (Hawaiian) Islands. These Elders, called at that time by Amasa Lyman and Charles C. Rich, were: Thomas Levi Whittle, George Q. Cannon, John Dixon, Henry Bigler, William Farrar. Elder Hyrum Clark was called to preside over this mission in the Sandwich Islands.  Now known as the Hawaiian Islands. [Addition by GLS: Amasa M. Lyman ordained an apostle 20 August 1842 by Brigham Young, later excommunicated in 1870. Charles C. Rich ordained an apostle 12 February 1849 by Brigham Young.]

It was 18 October 1850 before they could start for San Francisco. Some left for Sacramento on the SS West Point, some on the SS Senator. All arrived at San Francisco 26 October 1850 and on 8 November 1850 passage was booked on the "Imaum of Muscat" for $40 in gold less 5% if the brethren would furnish their own bedding. Captain Rich was in charge and the eating and living conditions were considered very poor. For one week the sailing was delayed due to high wind, but on 22 November 1850 they started on their way. The voyage from San Francisco to the Islands lasted twenty days. Their arrival at Honolulu on 12 December 1850 was heralded by natives attempting to sell fruits and other foodstuffs.

On 14 December 1850 Thomas Levi Whittle was selected as a companion to Hyrum W. Clark, (the Mission President) and they were assigned the Island of Oahu (with headquarters in Honolulu).

Thomas Whittle and his companions sailed to Hawaii on this schooner, the Imaun of Muscat, in 1850.  Photo from Bybee Family Tree at www.ancestry.com

An unsuccessful effort was made to open a mission in Honolulu, difficulty in learning the Hawaiian language was believed responsible for this failure. Plans were made for an early return to America in February 1851. Five of the original members of the mission including Thomas Levi Whittle left Honolulu in March 1851. After 43 days on the water, with much sea sickness they finally arrived in America and soon returned to their respective homes, presumably by the same route used in going to California. [Addition by GLS - this very sketchy account of this remarkable effort does not do it justice. A far better perspective of this first missionary effort among these native island people can be found in George Q. Cannon - Mv First Mission - Bookcraft, 1988, Collectors Edition Series, published as: Three Mormon Classics.  It is well worth reading.]

During his absence on his mission to California and to the Sandwich Islands, his wife, Mary Amelia Whittle, rented part of the family home in Salt Lake City to assist in supporting the family. In 1853 Thomas L. Whittle moved his family to the Fort Herriman territory of Utah, where they lived for about one year. During this time, while he was alone getting logs from a nearby canyon, his wagon tipped over and he was thrown under the logs. Before losing consciousness he had seen two men coming towards him. On regaining consciousness, he was standing by his wagon, which had been righted. He was badly injured, and with extreme difficulty he succeeded in mounting one of the horses which took him to the farm of Thomas Butterfield, who owned the horse.  Thomas Butterfield's daughter, Mary Jane nursed him back to health and the friendship that was established later developed into romance which ended in marriage. Thomas Levi Whittle married Mary Jane Butterfield as a second and plural wife  7 August 1853 at the Council House in Salt Lake City being used temporarily for ordinance work until the Endowment House could be completed.  At this time plural marriage was permitted certain eligible persons under the polygamy laws of the Church, but were abolished later. Soon after this second marriage, the Whittle families moved to Grantsville, Tooele, Utah where other children were born.  In the spring of 1860 Thomas Levi Whittle with his families moved to Cache Valley in Northern Utah, settling at Richmond, Utah. Here he remained for the rest of his life, except for brief periods of outside employment which most of the Saints were forced to seek.

President Brigham Young, in the fall of 1859, had called for a settlement mission to the Cache Valley area, to which many of the Saints responded.  The route to Cache Valley was filled with several adventures and thrills as they traveled through Wellsville Canyon, now known as U.S. Highway #91, between Brigham City and WeIlsville Utah. Utah, at this time was a Territory of the United States and was not granted statehood until several years later.  While in Richmond, they lived for a time in the "Old Fort" erected for protection against the Indians, but later acquired an adobe house of three rooms. [Thomas Whittle is listed among the settlers in the Richmond fort in 1859. there is a "G. Whittle" listed as well, probably George Page Whittle, Mary's grandfather. He would have been 19 years old.  See the "Old Fort" link for details.]

Thomas Levi Whittle was a very energetic Church and civic worker, and because of his agreeable and pleasing personality, he easily made friends with both young and old. He was also known as a peacemaker and was often called upon to assist in settling disputes. He was a member of the 24th Quorum of the Seventy having been ordained 8 October 1844 by Levi W. Hancock. He received his patriarchal blessing from Patriarch John Smith at Nauvoo, Illinois.  He served as first counselor to Bishop Merriner W. Merrill of the Richmond Ward between 30 June 1961, when the Ward was organized, to his death in July 1868.

In addition to numerous faith promoting experiences, Thomas Levi Whittle and his first wife Mary Fulmer Whittle cherished the memory of having heard the Gospel of Jesus Christ preached in purity direct from the lips of Joseph Smith the Prophet.

In the fall of 1867, he was told by Heber C. Kimball that he had better get his temple ordinances done as this would be his last chance. He never lived to complete all of his ordinances. [As noted above, Thomas had received his endowment in Nauvoo in 1846 and was sealed to his two wives in 1853 in the Endowment House, so it’s not clear what “temple ordinances” Br. Kimball was referring to, unless it was his sealing to his parents.]

While assisting his son Zera in building a one room log house, he was struck by a falling log he had been lifting and was fatally injured--living only about one week. Thomas Levi Whittle died 3 July 1868 at the age of 56 in Richmond, Cache County, Utah.

Letters to and from George Q. Cannon about the death and funeral of Thomas Levi Whittle, July 5, 1868.  (Double click to enlarge.) Source:  The Bybee Family Tree, www.ancestry.com

At the time of death he was the father of thirteen children, nine by Mary Fulmer, his first wife, and four by Mary Jane Butterfield, his second wife.  On the Fourth of July 1868, the next day following his death, the Territorial Flag of Utah was flown at half mast as a tribute to the honor and esteem felt by his fellow associates and neighbors. Funeral services and burial were held at Richmond, Utah on 5 July 1868 where he was laid to rest in the family plot in the Richmond cemetery. [The newspaper account above indicates the funeral procession was the largest known in Richmond to that time.]  His first wife, Mary Fulmer, was buried in the family plot when she passed away 6 January 1893. His second wife, Mary Jane Butterfield, buried in the family plot of her second husband, Benjamin Landon Doty.

Comments by Gerald Scott
The above is a transcription of a copy in my Mother’s own handwriting given to me [Gerald L. Scott] as a Christmas gift in December 1967. I was told by Mother on that occasion that she was going to present each of my Brothers with the same information, in her own handwriting. I have carefully transcribed this to share this valuable record with my Brothers and their families in the event they did not receive it from Mother.

This record, as transcribed below, was apparently submitted to the Daughters of Utah Pioneers "Files" by Mary E. Scott as evidenced by a handwritten notation on the original copy of this record. No date of such forwarding is recorded.  I do not believe Mother is the author of these writings but no mention is made of who the author might be other than from the documentation. Perhaps it is H. Ray Pond. While it is not very well written (it is transcribed exactly as Mother recorded it in her own hand), it affords a magnificent perspective of our remarkable ancestor-- Thomas Levi Whittle.  Gerald L. Scott

Documentation: The sources of the information contained in this biography are as follows and were identified by Mother on the last page of this Family Historical Record.

1.    Family traditions and relatives
2.    Patriarchal Blessings 9: pp.105 #328 (copied exactly)
3.    Prominent Men and Pioneers of Utah
4.    Journal of History - Supplement 9 & 16
5.    Journal of Hawaiian Mission
6.    C.R. Seventies Record: Book "B" 9th Quorum ic 24 Quorum R177 (copied exactly)
7.    Essentials of Church History - Smith
8.    Encyclopedia Britannia - Historical
9.    History of aValley
10.    Stalwarts of Mormonism - Preston Nibley
11.    LDS Ward Records for Salt Lake City 17th Herrman Grantsville Richmond (copied exactly)
12.    Biography of Minerva Whittle Allen
13.    Biography compiled by H. Ray Pond (copied exactly)
14.    Tullidge Historical Magazine
15.    Ogden and It's Representative Men
   
Note 1:  Thomas Levi Whittle Family Records in possession of Mrs. Audrey Peterson 1616 Maple Avenue Salt Lake City, Utah [a 1967 entry]

Note 2: Thomas Levi Whittle is the great grandfather of Mary Eliza Whittle Scott.

(Post by Mary Lee Scott Call)

Mary Eliza Whittle Scott: Early Years in Her Own Words

[Mary's history is taken from several taped interviews over the years.  Many thanks to Aunt Ann who transcribed and organized them.]

MARY:  I am the first and oldest daughter of William Casper and Margaret Smith Whittle, born the fourth day of October1902. To me that seems a very short while ago. Calendar-wise, we know better.


Mary's father, William Casper Whittle (1876-1937)
Mary's mother, Margaret Shields Smith (1878-1952)

Mary Eliza Whittle (1902-1998) and her brother Merkle Leroi Whittle (1900-1925)

I was the second child. My brother LeRoi was born the 7th of March, 1900.

LeRoi Whittle, summer of 1922.

Then came Adam Clair. He was given the name Adam for our paternal grandparent, Adam Gibson Smith. Clair was born the 18th day of May, 1905. I remember the day our only sister came to live with us. I guess it was because I wanted a sister so very much. It seemed everyone around us had boys.

My day had been spent with my Aunt Retta Martin, Father’s married sister and a very favorite aunt. It was a beautiful March day, the 16th, to be exact, 1908. The dirty snow of that time of year had just about all melted off the ground and the first signs of good green grass could be seen. I had to walk about a half of mile home before I could see her. It was such a long way this day.

She was about the fattest little baby you ever would find it, seemed to me. She weighed 12 and 1/ 4 pounds. When she was named Lura, I know I was very jealous. My name was as common as it was possible to make, named for both of my grandmothers--Mary for Father’s mother and Eliza for my grandmother Smith--while her’s was Lura May. It took a long time to really appreciate my own name, but I truly say I do now.

Lura May Whittle (1908-2001) and Mary Eliza Whittle (1902-1998)

Next in the family was another boy. I was disappointed but not the folks.  I think Father was very happy to carry on the family name. This brother was part of the family tradition--Ralph Casper. I don’t know how many Caspers there are in the family. I do know it goes beyond my father’s. Ralph was born the 26th of December,1910. Our family was growing.

We were very happy when the last brother came. This one we all had a say in what he was to be called. Part of us wanted the name Raymond. It wasn’t the majority because he became Theo Ray, born the hottest month of the year, August 20th, 1914.

Theo Ray Whittle (1914-1978), Sept. 1926
GERALD REMEMBERS THEO:
...Theodore Ray Whittle, Mother's youngest brother.  I remember him well....When I returned to Pocatello one summer while in High school. Theo, as he was known, worked for an office supply firm in Pocatello. In the evenings Theo taught me how to clean and repair typewriters, of which there used to be many.

The setting for my early years
MARY:  My grandfather [George Page Whittle] built the first brick home in Oakley for his first wife. He was a polygamist. He had two wives. We had the first galvanized long bathtub. My father drilled a hole in the kitchen wall and put a spigot through the wall and let it drain outdoors from the kitchen. When Grandpa, his father, was so very ill they plugged the hole up there and took the bath tub for him. We’d heat the water on the stove and then let it drain out. We only had one pipe in the middle of the kitchen. That was all the water we had.

Mary's father, William Casper Whittle, and sons Leroi, Clair, and Ralph?

We had the first phonograph—a 1901 Edison phonograph. The record was as thick as my finger. All the kids would come to our house and listen to music.

Mary wrote: "Mary Whittle--off to high school."

[Regarding the first electrical appliance:] Ours was a washing machine. I remember Mother had gone to Conference in Salt Lake and when she came back she’d say, “You just can’t imagine. You go over to the wall and touch a little button and whole room would light up. The wire was hung from the center of the room down with one globe in it and the whole room would light up. I thought that was the most marvelous thing in the world. I just couldn’t see how the whole room would light up just by touching a little button. She didn’t tell me it was wired.

On the back of the photo:  "Helth Dance, 1919.  Dovey Puckett, Zara Haight, Clairssa Matthews and Mary Whittle [front row on the left]." Mary added: "Beehive girls."  She was 17 years old.
Mary is in the front, second from the left.

We had one of first radios.  It was battery charged. We thought that was just marvelous because we could get the music from the air. That was when we were first married.

Mary Whittle and Maybell Haight (first cousin to Elder David B. Haight, who also grew up in Oakley, and was just four years younger than Mary)

About this time the First World War was making headlines. It didn’t seem to matter much at the time but it wasn’t long until LeRoy was old enough and he would have to go into training soon but the armistice was signed. Many families had much to be thankful for at that time. I had a boyfriend that I wrote to. It was exciting to get a letters from overseas.

Mary (on the right) with two unidentified friends

Other things were making life very interesting, too. About this time almost everyone had a car, phonograph, and movies were coming into the little towns.

Mary (on the left) and friends on an early version of a "pioneer trek"?

My home town
Of course, we didn’t think Oakley a small town.  [Click here to read a recent Church News article about Oakley.]  It had two drug stores--the Oakley Coop and Peoples and another store--Prices. This made rather a long main street. Anyway, we thought so. It used to take all day to do the town on the Fourth of July. We would start just as soon as the stores were open, and walk from end of main street to the other, buying a box of pink popcorn first thing. Later in the day, watermelon would be served and this would be the season’s first–a marvelous treat for the tired and thirsty. Melons have never been just that good since. Yes, Oakley, Cassia County, Idaho was a wonderful place to live.

Mary and an unidentified friend--Maybell Haight?

My Grandparents
My mother’s people lived in Marian, about five miles from Oakley. She would take us children for visits. It was almost an all day trip with a horse and buggy. I never knew my Grandmother [Eliza Primrose Shields] Smith. She died the Fourth of July, 1899.

Eliza Primrose Shields (1857-1899) and Adam Gibson Smith (1852-1911)

But I knew Grandfather [Adam Gibson Smith], and he was one of the kindest persons I have every known. His store was a delight and the jelly beans he would give us were the best ever. They are a favorite candy to this day. Grandfather was Bishop of Marian Ward for many years. He was Bishop when he died in 1911. He, with his family, were the first to colonize that town.

The following account is taken from the History of Idaho: a narrative account of its historical progress, its people and its principal interests, Volume 3, 1914 (Google eBook) by Hiram Taylor French:
Adam G. Smith, who was a native of Iowa, and who came to Utah as one of the early pioneers of that state. He became a farmer in his new home and until 1880 was a well known resident of Utah. At this time he came to Idaho and settled in Goose Creek valley, where he engaged in farming and stock raising. He was quite successful in this business and continued to be thus engaged until 1902, when he began his mercantile career, by buying out the branch store of the Oakley Co-operative Company, at Marion, Idaho. He became an even more successful merchant than he had been a farmer, and at his death was accounted one of the prosperous men of the county. He died in June, 1911. Adam G. Smith was three times married, and was the father of thirteen children. His second wife, Eliza Shields, was the mother of George A. Smith, who was the tenth child. Mrs. Eliza Smith was born in Utah, and died on the 4th of July, 1899, in Idaho.

Back to Mary's account:
My grandfather [George Page Whittle] built the first brick home in Oakley for his first wife [Mary Jane Lee]. He was a polygamist. He had two wives [Mary Jane Lee (1856-1919) and Ann Jenetta Severe].


Mary Jane Lee with grandchildren, circa 1909



Early memories
The family was growing and our interests also. The town of Oakley was to build a dam. Father did a great deal of the construction work on the trestle that would carry the water from Cottonwood to the valley of Oakley. [The dam was completed in 1911.]  This at one time was the largest dirt dam in the world--or so we were told. At Easter time on the days we would play hooky from school, the dam was the most delightful place to go.

I believe the school teachers welcomed “Hooky Day.” This was as traditional as Easter itself. About a week before Easter, it was understood that all the eggs that were to be found were to be stored in what we called an Easter hole. This was a hole in the ground where the grass was cut into a square place, the earth scraped out, making a cool place to keep the eggs until we could take them to the store and trade for Easter candy and things to fill a picnic basket with.

My first major trip
The first trip of any consequence was when I was about eighteen years old--probably seventeen. My Mother’s brother, George A. Smith, lived in Portland, Oregon. He came to Oakley to visit us. I’m sure I must have been a challenge to him. I’d never been 25 miles from home, never eaten in a restaurant, and certainly was in need of something to stimulate a desire for broader understanding of life. In fact, to put it in Uncle George’s words (I can hear him yet), “Maggie, that girl needs to get the sage brush out of her hair. Let her come to Portland to visit.”  I guess Mother and Father thought that was a big request for one so inexperienced to go so far away. It took some time before they consented, but I did spend two weeks away.

Mary and her Uncle George A. Smith at Crown Point, Columbia River Highway, Portland, Oregon, 1922

They put me on the train in Minidoka, near Burley. That way I wouldn’t need to leave the train until I arrived in Portland. I was excited and worried, too. How would I manage at the other end of the line? I’m sure Uncle George had my concern at heart for he came to the Dallas (?), Oregon just to ride back to Portland with me. He surely was a wonderful and welcome sight. I stayed at the nicest hotel, Multhomah, for ten delightful days. The nice part about it all was Uncle George’s friend to see that I was cared for at all time. I have never been in a city so big and to be alone was frightening. In fact, when I left the hotel by myself, I would only go one block each way around it so I couldn’t get lost. The trip at that time of my life was more than mere words will ever be able to express. It did show me the necessity of getting more out of life than being content with the small world we lived in at Oakley.

Family moves to Blackfoot
It wasn’t long after that the family moved to Blackfoot, Idaho. Father had started to work for the Elkhorn Creamery that was owned by the Armour Company of Chicago. His headquarters were to be at Pocatello. A place to live there was difficult to locate so the family settled in Blackfoot on South Shelling Street. This was an interesting lime for us at an age when boyfriends were important and we didn’t date as early as they do now. In our neighborhood were families with boys the right age for me.


William Casper Whittle (1876-1937)

GERALD:  Grandpa Whittle traveled a good bit. He worked for a National Dairy but I do not recall in what capacity. I do remember that he would take Richard and I down to the dairy  plant in Pocatello. It was always cold inside. They processed and bottled milk and cream and churned butter. The buuter was held in large steel tubs and kept in cold rooms until they were ready to package it. Grand pa Whittle would take us into the cold room and dig a chunk of butter out of the tub with his fingers and put it into his mouth and invite us to do the same - which we eagerly did.(sanitation standards were a little different in those days) I can still remember how good that fresh butter tasted. I could not have been more than 5 or 6 years old at the time .

Because of his traveling job, I did not know Grandpa Whittle very well not like I did Grandma Whittle, or Ralph and Theo. I think they referred to Grandpa Whittle as Casper Whittle.

LETTER FROM MARY’S MOTHER, MARGARET SMITH WHITTLE:
The original of the following letter was sent to Richard G. Scott on June 21, 2006 by Diane Ellis, Assistant to the Matron in the Anchorage Alaska temple and a descendant of Adam Gibson Smith.  The letter was written to her mother, Dorcas Janette Smith Wilson, by her Aunt Maggie, Margaret Shields Smith, who had just visited her in Oakley, Idaho.  Sister Ellis writes: “Edna Smith, my mother’s mother, had passed away in 1930 and Mother was raising her three younger brothers.  Mother did this for six years.  Mother said that Aunt Maggie thought she did not have a nice dress and so sent her one.”
 
Pocatello, Idaho
May 31st, 1933

Dear Dorcas,

Don’t be too surprised when you get this letter and a package from me.

I was in town this afternoon and found something I think you might like if it’s the right size.  You may wonder why I have done what I have, but I’ll tell you just why and also how I feel about a lot of things.

My heart goes out to you, because I realize you have a big job and I know you miss your mother like I missed mine, but I know this too, if you do your best and don’t complain you will be blessed above any thing that you can even imagine.  We sometimes have to go thru a lot we cannot understand but it’s the things that develop our characters more than any thing else.  I’m perhaps peculiar in a good many things.  I believe in flowers for the living, while they are here to enjoy them and for the dead, a life worthy of the approval of my loved ones who are gone, to me then, flowers are only a waste of money, but a life above reproach and one that can be said, she is so and so’s daughter, I’m proud to honor my parents by my good actions and works, and I know that’s just the way you feel.  Don’t feel blue or discouraged because you will be rewarded for your good deeds.  I know it’s nice to have things like others, but money cannot take the place of a conscience that knows it has done its best.

Well Dorcas I won’t go on any longer.  I only hope I’ve got the right size, and that you like it.  If it’s too large sent it back and I’ll try and get one that fits.

Have sent it with lots of love to ou, and only wish I was nearer so I could chat with you occasionally.

We thoroughly enjoyed our trip the other day.  Casper went to Star Valley yesterday.  I must quit now and shell some peas for dinner.  Am having greem peas and new spuds.

    Lots of good luck & good wishes
    Aunt Maggie

If any one asks where you got your dress, tell them it’s one you had a coming.  Be sure & write.  Love to you, Dad & the boys.

Margaret Shields Smith Whittle (1878-1952)


Impressive neighbors
MARY:  We lived across the Street from Idaho Senator Peter G. Johnson. He was also in the stake presidency and he had a son, Lloyd, that I did enjoy going places with. Of course, the folks did approve of him because he was from a good Mormon family. I used to help Aunt Flora, as we called Sister Johnson. I remember one day she was so excited because Idaho U.S. Senator Borah, was to be a luncheon guest at their home. I was impressed I can tell you, for I, too, got to see him. I remember Uncle P.G. as we called him said not to fix special for him, that they would just eat in the kitchen. They did, too. It was a great big homey kitchen with table dining-room sized. He knew that a good man, no matter what his station in life, likes to be one of the family and Senator Borah was just that.

Meeting my future husband
About this time in my life another chapter was beginning to open up. My brother LeRoi came home from work one night with the news that a new fellow had arrived in town....after I met the new man in town [Kenneth Leroy Scott], the one my brother thought wouldn’t be interested in me, we were married in six months [on 20 July 1925]....

Mary and Kenneth on their honeymoon
(Post compiled by Mary Lee Scott Call)

John and Primrose Cunningham Shields

John and Primrose Cunningham Shields are the great-great grandparents of Mary Eliza Whittle Scott.  (Click on "Mary's Pedigree" at the top of this blog. John is #28 and Primrose #29 on the lower right side of the pedigree.)  Following is their history, taken from the records of the Daughters of Utah Pioneers.  We will be visiting a number of sites related to this family on Sat. Oct. 8, 2011, as noted in brackets below.

John Shields was born in Renfrew, Renfrewshire, Scotland, on April 1805, to Robert Shields and Mary Melvane (Melvine) Shields. John’s father was a weaver, and he taught the trade to his son.  [The 1841 Scotland census shows John's father, Robert, and his family, living on Hairst Lane.  If this is the same as the current Hairst Street, then they lived very close to the current Renfew Town Hall, at the center of the city.]

Renfrew Town Hall on Hairst Street, perhaps the location where John Shields' father lived.

John Shields (1805-1887)
John Shields married Primrose Cunningham, daughter of Archibald Cunningham and Ann Primrose, on August 16, 1827. Primrose was born in Tradiston Gorbals Parish, Lanarkshire, Scotland, on August 17, 1805.
Primrose Cunningham Shields (1805-1878)

Eight children were born to John and Primrose, but only five survived to adulthood:  Mary Shields, Robert Cunningham Shields [our ancestor], Archibald Cunningham Shields, Primrose Shields, and John Cunningham Shields. John was a gifted musician. and he taught his children to play a variety of musical instruments.
When missionaries from The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints came to Renfrew, John and Primrose welcomed them. Primrose Cunningham Shields was baptized on May 17, 1841, and John Shields was baptized on July 4, 1841. Following his ordination as an elder in January 1842, John Shields presided over the Renfrew Branch of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
On March 5, 1849, the Shields family sailed from Liverpool to the United States on the ship Hartley under the direction of William Hulme. At New Orleans, they boarded the vessel Marmaduke and headed for Saint Louis. Cholera broke out, and sixty passengers died, but the Shields family was spared. The Marmaduke caught fire at the landing, and the fire spread to a large area of the city.
After spending four days in Saint Louis, they embarked on the steamer Lightfoot and headed up the Missouri River for Council Bluffs. Cholera was again encountered on this trip and ten others died, but the Shields family remained in good health. Because of the strong current, the boat could go no farther than the Savannah landing in Andrew County, Missouri. The passengers were all put ashore and left to fend for themselves.
John’s daughter; Primrose Shields Lee, who was nine years old when her family immigrated, wrote the following:
“We boarded the ship Lightfoot and went up the Missouri River, But we were put off the ship far short of our destination and had to take refuge on the bank of the river. Father and the boys found an old log cabin where we took up our abode and had one good night’s rest.
The next night, a mob of about twenty men came and asked if we were Mormons. We said, “Yes.” They said, “Well, damn you! We are Mormon haters!” With that, they started to tear the fence down and threatened to kill us. Then Father, being inspired by the Lord, took his trombone and stuck the horn through the window and blew such a blast, it frightened the mob. They took to their heels and fell over each other in getting away. Thus we were preserved from the hands of the wicked demons.
The next day we went on to Council Bluffs and were all taken sick with chills and fever, but recovered. We had to live on corn meal, ground with a coffee mill. The boys put up a house, and we lived there for two years, working and enjoying the company of other church members.
In the early summer of 1852, our family started across the plains in Albert Merrill’s company Just after we had crossed the Missouri River [into Nebraska], Father was run over by a big wagon, heavily laden. We expected his life to be crushed from him, but the elders administered to him, and he was made whole by the power of God and was able to walk most of the way to the Rockies.
We arrived in Salt Lake City on Saturday, October 12, 1852. On Sunday we attended church and listened to President Brigham Young, Heber C. Kimball, and Jedediah M. Grant.  President Young instructed us to go to Tooele and make our home there. We went through snow one foot deep. We camped at what is known as the mouth of Settlement Canyon. [We will visit the pioneer marker at Settlement Canyon.]  We bent willows over so we could do our cooking under them. We slept in our wagons until we could build a log house. We had some bran bread, sego bulbs , and pigweed [amaranth] to eat, so were not bothered much with indigestion. The Lord was merciful and sent us “manna” from heaven, which settled on the willows. We gathered it in and served it fur our sweets.”
[Several of Tooele’s early settlers wrote about the “honey dew” that appeared on the leaves of the willows that grew at the mouth of Settlement Canyon. They gathered it early in the mornings before the insects came out, and used it as a sweetener.]
John Shields built a home that still stands at 33 South First West Tooele. [We can drive by this home.] He made his living as a weaver, using the skills that he had learned in Scotland. He wove a considerable amount of homemade cloth and taught his trade to others.
It was quite a feat to saw lumber in those pioneer days.  A trench was dug about five or six feet deep, and logs were sawed by placing them across the pit. One man would operate a large handsaw from inside the pit, and a second man would operate a saw on ground level. One of these pits was located near the corner of Vine Street and First West. John and Archibald Shields did a great deal of the sawing, and they were considered experts at this work. The Shields’ saw can be seen today in the log cabin owned by the Tooele Daughters of Utah Pioneers.  [Click on the link, then "Museums" to see the cabin, which we will be visiting.]
In the early days, the settlers of Tooele had no timepiece. They donated funds to purchase an eight-day metal clock for John Shields so that he could keep time for the rest of the town. The sturdy clock adorned the Shields' living room, and strict rules were observed to insure that it was wound regularly and correctly.  John would walk up and down the streets blowing his trumpet thirty minutes prior to church meetings, concerts, and other gatherings. He also blew his horn every morning to summon the herders who would take the town’s livestock out to graze. Later, when the town got a meetinghouse with a bell on it, he became the official bell-ringer. [We will see this bell on the marker for the first meetinghouse in Tooele. Click on the link to see photos of this and other markers of interest.]

"Old Tooele (South) Ward Church"
was located on the corner of Main and Vine Streets, now the plaque is on the "Bell Marker" which sits on the same location. (www.duptooeleco.org)
John Shields was a natural musician, and he could play practically any instrument he got his hands on. He brought several musical instruments with him from Scotland, including a fife, piccolo, trombone, clarinet, and flute. With Joseph Robinson and his two sons, Robert C. Shields and Archie Shields, he organized the first brass band in Tooele. His brass and military bands played for celebrations, parades, patriotic ceremonies, and visits by General Authorities. He also played the violin for dances and entertainments and was known for his fine bass voice. His sons and Robert Meiklejohn also played for socials where the Highland fling and other Scottish dances were enjoyed. The Shields’ grandchildren loved to sing and play musical instruments at their grandfather’s house. But when it was his bedtime, he sent them all home.
There was a military organization in Tooele as early as 1852, and John Shields served as a platoon captain in the Tooele Militia under the command of Major John Rowberry. He was also the battalion musician and played for maneuvers on their regular muster days.
John Shields was the leader of the first ward choir in Tooele. He also served his church as Sunday School clerk, beginning in 1856 and continuing for several years. He kept detailed accounts of the activities of the Sunday School in his beautiful handwriting. One of the assignments of the Sunday School was to teach young and old how to read. Some of the older citizens had never had that opportunity before. Shields also served as clerk of the Tooele Ward and as president of the 43rd Quorum of Seventy.
On November 3, 1859, John Shields married Isabella Sutherland McPherson Muirbrook as a plural wife. She was born on January 28, 1805. John and Primrose Shields had met her while they were still living in Scotland.
In February of 1864, the Tooele Library was organized. The History of Tooele County states that John Shields was the first librarian. However, The History of Tooele Stake states that Richard Warburton was the first librarian and John Shields was one of the officers of the library board.
Primrose Cunningham Shields died on July 4, 1878, at the age of seventy-three.  Isabella Sutherland Shields died on March 26, 1884.  John Shields died on January 5, 1887, at the home of his son Archie where he lived during the last months of his life. His funeral was held in the Tooele Ward, and he is buried in the Tooele Cemetery.  [If time allows, we can visit the cemetery and see his head stone. Click on this link to see a photo and find links to graves of other family members.]

SOURCE: Pioneer Pathways:  Pioneers of Tooele County, pp. 390-394. Daughters of Utah Pioneers May 2003 Lesson Book

(Post by Mary Lee Scott Call)