History of
Samuel Richard Brough
and His Two Wives and Their Children
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History of Samuel Richard Brough (1857-1947)
Quoted from the 1980 RBFO book
Samuel Richard Brough, 1857-1947: His History, Ancestory & Descendants
On August 20, 1857 Samuel Richard Brough,
the third son and fourth child of Thomas Brough and Jane Patterson, was
born in Bethalto, Madison County, Illinois. His father was engaged in
farming, and it was on this farm that Samuel and his three younger sisters
were born. In June 1864 Samuel's father and mother prepared for their
long-awaited crossing of the "Great American Plains" to Utah.
This was to be the final leg of the journey that began back in England
in 1856 when this young family left to join the members of The Church
of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in far-away Utah.
With a yoke of oxen to pull their wagon
and one milk cow to provide milk for their family, this young family of
eight started out with other families to spend the next three and one-half
months crossing the plains to Utah. During all of this time they were
exposed to Indians, buffalo and other hazards common to the wilds of America
in those early days. They finally arrived in Porterville, Morgan County,
Utah on September 18, 1864. About half-way across the plains one of the
oxen died so the milk cow, together with one of their neighbor's cows,
was yoked up in place of the oxen and the one remaining ox was placed
in lead of the cows, and the journey was completed successfully in this
manner.
It was so late in the year that there wasn't
enough time for them to build a cabin, so a room was dug in the side of
a hill (12 feet by 14 feet) and covered with brush and dirt. It was in
this room where Samuel, his father and mother, four sisters and one brother
spent their first winter in Utah. It was extremely cold, with snow sometimes
reaching a depth of four feet.
The following spring, Samuel's father, who
had been a brick mason in England, made the brick and built a two-room
brick home for his family and then started to farm some of the land that
he was able to obtain. For the next seven years Samuel spent his time
working on the farm and helping in his father's brickyard. He enjoyed
trapping and was able to catch many red fox, mink and other fur-bearing
animals during the winter months.
For two years, after Samuel turned 14, he
spent working on the freight road using oxen to move his loads. When he
turned 16 he went to Wyoming to work on a flume, twenty-eight miles long,
which brought timber from the mountains down into the valley to make lumber,
railroad ties and charcoal. He spent his 18th year working as a carpenter
for the Utah and Northern Railroad in Idaho.
Young Samuel Richard Brough returned to
Porterville that next year and worked in a lumber mill hauling timber
from the mountains for the Union Pacific Railroad. During his 21st year
he worked for his father in his brickyard getting half of the brick that
he made for his own use. He used this brick to build a home for himself.
Late in October of his 22nd year, he went to Colorado and New Mexico to
help build the Denver and Rio Grande Railroad.
In the spring of 1881 he returned home to
Porterville, and on June 2, 1881, he married Phoebe Adeline Cherry in
the endowment house in Salt Lake City, Utah. They then returned to Porterville
to the home that Samuel had built to start their married life together.
Here Samuel was able to buy some farm land and also one-half interest
in a lumber and shingle mill. By hiring some help he was successful in
operating his farm and mill. During the winter season he hauled timber
out of the mountains to his saw mill.
During the next four and one-half years
he continued in this line of work and started to raise a family. Three
sons were born during this period of time. Thomas James Brough was born
on February 19, 1882, Jesse Samuel Brough was born on February 12, 1884,
and Ernest LeRoy Brough was born on December 12, 1885.
The year 1886 was to be a memorable year in the life of Samuel Richard
Brough, for on October 1, 1886 he received a call from President John
Taylor to leave for a mission to Great Britain. He was to leave on October
26, 1886. Just five days before he boarded the steamship Alaska for England,
he took Ann Eliza Carter to the Logan Temple and married her for time
and all eternity to live in plural marriage with his first wife, Phoebe
Adeline Cherry. In order to cover his mission expenses, he had to sell
half of his farm and some cattle, leaving his mill property to be rented
or sold. Ann Eliza Carter returned to her family to await his return from
his mission.
Elder Samuel Richard Brough left for Great
Britain on October 26, 1886, going by way of New York and on the Steamship
Alaska, arriving in Liverpool, England on November 10, 1886. He was sent
immediately to South Wales where he served as a traveling elder for almost
one and one-half years. Many were the faith-promoting experiences that
he had with the Welsh people.
After serving as a traveling elder he was
called to preside over the Welsh Mission. After serving in this capacity
for almost one year he was called to preside over the Irish Mission until
June 17, 1890, and then he was called to preside over the Scottish Mission.
Each call was for a particular purpose and he witnessed the hand of the
Lord in and during each call. On September 29, 1890, he received an honorable
release. Before leaving for home he spent some time in Scotland, Wales
and England gathering hundreds of names of his family so that work could
be done for them in the temple. Part of this endeavor is described below:
In October 1886, Samuel Richard Brough
left his families in Utah to serve a four year mission in the British
Isles for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints (LDS or Mormon
Church). He was released from his mission in October 1890. However, before
returning to the United States, Samuel traveled to Longton, Staffordshire,
and stayed for seventeen days (November 8-24, 1890) with his aunt, Mary
Ann Brough and her husband Robert Evans, in their home at "58 Lord
Street, Woodhouse N Longton". While staying in Longton, Samuel collected
genealogical and historical information on his Brough ancestry. He also
visited the Parish Churches in Longton, Trentham, Dresdon and Stoke-on-Trent,
and gathered hundreds of family names (of deceased relatives) for eventual
LDS temple work. He returned to Utah in December 1890. The following hand-written
account is taken from Samuel's missionary journal and details what he
did during two of the days he stayed with Mary Ann Brough and Robert Evans
in Longton, England: "Friday, November 14, 1890: Today I walked to
Trentham 3 ½ miles to search the records of the Trentham church
and on my arrival the minister was called away on business. I then walked
back to Longton and searched the records in St. Johns church from 1839
to 1890 and obtained some names. The minister of this church then kindly
gave me a very favorable recommend to the minister of St. James church
in this city. I went to 58 attended to some correspondence and retired.
Saturday, November 15, 1890: Today I went to St. James church and presented
my recommend to the minister and at once got the privilege to search the
records from 1834 to date-all they had. I obtained a good few names without
the least charge and on my departure I thanked the minister most kindly
and gave him two shillings and six pence and also presented him with a
copy of the Voice of Warning of which he accepted with thanks. I returned
to 58 and replied to some correspondents and had a chat with Aunt and
retired."
On December 6, 1890, he left England
and arrived in Porterville, Utah on New Year's Eve, December 31, 1890,
having been away from home and his family just over four years and two
months.
In the spring of 1891 he hired out to Henry
Florence and Sons Company and ran their sawmill at Hilliard, Wyoming.
During the winter of that year he made railroad ties in Hardscrabble Canyon
and sold them to the Union Pacific Railroad Company.
In the spring of 1892, he took his wife
Ann Eliza Carter and went to Fort Bridger Valley to use his homestead
rights and he settled on 160 acres in what is now known as Lyman, Wyoming.
During the summer he chopped cedar posts and hewed house logs in the mountains
and sold them to settlers in the valley. During the fall he built a log
house 16' by 24' on his homestead. He then took his wife back to Salt
Lake City where his first plural child, Horace, was born on November 16,
1892.
In the spring of 1893 he took his wife Ann
Eliza Carter and son Horace and returned to his homestead in Wyoming.
At that time he was set apart by President Cluff of the Summet Stake as
Presiding Elder of the scattered saints in that area. He was able to clear
some eight acres with a grubbing hoe and in the fall, seeded them into
winter wheat thus starting his first crop on his homestead. In November
he located his wife and son in Fort Bridger for the winter and returned
to his family in Porterville and worked in the timber during the winter.
In the spring of 1894 he returned to his
homestead with a team and farm seeds for the season and found his wife
and son in good health. He proceeded to clear more land and seeded for
a larger crop on his homestead. In June his second son of his plural marriage,
Franklin Reed, was born. He raised a crop of wheat, oats, rye and potatoes.
In the fall he again placed his wife Ann Eliza Carter and two sons in
a good home in Fort Bridger for the winter and returned to his family
in Porterville, Utah. On November 18, 1894, his first daughter, Laura
Adeline, was born to his first wife Phoebe Adeline Cherry. During the
winter he worked in the timber in Hardscrabble Canyon.
For the next two years he followed this
plan, returning to his homestead in the spring and clearing more land
and planting and harvesting more crops and helping the saints in that
area, and then returning to Porterville during the winter, working in
the timber and spending some time in the temple working on the names that
he had gathered while on his mission.
In the spring of 1898 he built a house on
his homestead for his first wife and family, and for the first time he
had all of his family together. On June 8, 1898, he was ordained the bishop
of the Owen Ward (now renamed the Lyman Ward) by Apostle John Henry Smith,
and he served in this position until released on February 22, 1916. During
all of this time he held many positions of leadership in that community,
even serving on the Stake Board of Education for the Woodruff Stake while
he was still bishop.
In 1920 the property in Wyoming was sold
and those who were still living at home moved to Bountiful, Utah where
they engaged in truck farming. This also enabled Samuel Richard Brough
and his wife to do more work in the temple for their kindred dead. On
April 18, 1921 he was called to be a temple worker in the Salt Lake Temple
which was to last for many years, even until 1946.
Samuel Richard Brough was really a remarkable
man. One of the outstanding characteristics of this great pioneer was
that throughout the many years that he served as a temple worker, even
up to the last few years of his life, he always managed to spend the summers
working and saving so that he could continue to spend the majority of
his time during the remainder of the year working in the temple and fulfilling
his calling as a temple worker.
Samuel Richard Brough raised an exceptional
family. Many of his sons became LDS bishops, high councilmen and stake
presidents in their own areas. One son was ordained a patriarch. His girls
were also very active and served the Lord as they had been taught by their
mothers. On May 8, 1947, he passed away, having spent some 89 years, 8
months and 18 days on this earth. He raised 15 of his children to manhood
and womanhood, having lost two sons in their infancy. He sent five of
his children on full-time missions besides serving more than four years
of his life on a mission in England. He left one of the greatest heritages
for his posterity, and his two wonderful companions added their greatness
to his. How blessed we are to be able to call them our ancestors, for
they left us a heritage that cannot be equaled today.
History of Phoebe Adeline Cherry (1860-1935)
Quoted from the 1980 RBFO book
Samuel Richard Brough, 1857-1947: His History, Ancestory & Descendants
Originally written by Laura Adeline Brough Bradshaw
Phebe Adeline Cherry was born September
7, 1860, at Centerville, Utah to her father, John James Cherry and her
mother, Laura Bratten Cherry who were 1847 pioneers. Most of her childhood
and teenage years were spent in Centerville and Porterville. She was a
beautiful young lady with natural curly auburn hair, slim and trim, a
special sweet person in every way. While living with her parents in Porterville,
Utah she met a fine young man named Samuel Richard Brough, the son of
Thomas Richard Brough and Jane Patterson. After a few years' courtship,
they were married June 2, 1881 in the L.D.S. Endowment House on Temple
Square by Apostle Daniel H. Wells and moved into a lovely new brick home
father had built during their courtship years. He and his father had made
the bricks at their brickyard, and the house is still being lived in in
1979.
Father was owner and manager of a sawmill
located in Hardscrabbel Canyon not far from Porterville and was quite
well financially for a young man those days. It was a very happy marriage.
Father was a handsome young man, well built six foot three with lots of
curly black hair. They were very happy in their new honeymoon home. It
was built just across the street from his mother and father's home.
As time passed on, their first son Thomas
James was born, February 19, 1882; their second son Jesse Samuel was born
February 12, 1884; and on December 12, 1885 another little son with black
curly hair, Ernest LeRoy, came to bless them in their happy home. By this
time father had about 25 head of cattle and a good little farm and was
doing very well. He was a good carpenter and had made some very nice furniture
for their home. They were both very active and faithful in their church
duties, and before the Manifesto the President of the Church had asked
the men to take a second wife and practice polygamy. They talked it over
and decided, as it was part of the church teachings, they would try and
do it. After much thought and sincere prayers they decided on a good L.D.S.
girl, Ann Eliza Carter. So mother (bless her heart, what a wonderful woman)
went with father to ask another young girl to be his wife.
Soon after their marriage father was called
to go to Great Britain on a mission where he labored for four years as
mission president. Soon after his return home, he felt like he needed
more land and a larger place for his two families. Aunt Eliza, as we always
called his second wife, had still lived with her family while father was
on his mission. Mother worked very hard to pay for his mission expenses
and take care of herself and three little boys. She took in boarders,
did lots of sewing for others and anything else she could do to make a
little money. They had a very good friend, Moses Critchlow, who had worked
with father at the sawmill who took care of the cattle for her and helped
her with other things when needed, but before father got home she had
sold all the cattle for expenses for his mission. Aunt Eliza helped all
she could.
Father heard that the government was opening
land for homesteaders about five miles east of the Old Fort Bridger, so
he and Aunt Eliza went out there and took up the land, 160 acres, and
built a two-room log house. The next summer mother went up and homesteaded
on her land and lived there as the law required and then in the winter
went back to her home in Porterville, Utah. Their fourth son, Wallace
Calvin, was born September 27, 1891, another fine little blonde boy.
Mother would live at Wyoming in the summer
and then return to Porterville for the older boys to go to school. On
November 18, 1893, their first little baby girl was born. They were very
happy to have a lovely little daughter. They named her Laura Adeline.
Laura after my Grandmother Cherry and Adeline after my mother. I was about
three years old when father sold the home and farm in Porterville and
moved to Wyoming to stay, but I can remember Grandmother Brough and her
home across the street. I remember after her death of a little jacket
with four box pleats across the back that looked like a little bustle
which was given to mother. When I was big enough I wore it to school.
In Wyoming father had built another
good-sized log building that mother and our family lived in, and at harvest
time father had to partition to make rooms to store the different kinds
of grain and we children had to sleep on top of the grain. He left a room
about 15 feet square in the center for mother to cook, wash, iron and
everything else needed for the family, with a homemade bed in one corner
for her and father. We always had a big, lovely garden with everything
in it but tomatoes and corn, (the frost came too early to raise them)
and plenty of eggs and chickens. As father was the bishop we had lots
of cooking to do for our big family and lots of company. She was an excellent
cook and everything always tasted so good. She would make carrot pies
that tasted like squash and the best ones out of dried peaches with rich
cream or ice cream on top. I can almost taste them now, and the best bread
and cinnamon rolls.
Father and the boys worked very hard clearing
more ground of sagebrush and greasewood, as preparation to plant more
grain. It would be all raked up into a big pile, and after supper he would
make a big bonfire and all the family would go to see it. On October 11,
1897 another little baby girl was born, Nettie May, with big blue eyes
and red hair. I was so happy to have a baby sister, but mother was very
sick. When the baby was about three weeks old she caught cold in her breast.
It caked and was so hard and feverish. She was very, very sick. A dear,
good friend, Kate McDonald, who was staying with us and taking care of
mother said if she had some Procter and Gamble soap she would make a poultice
and use it on mother's breast. It was a cold and stormy afternoon, but
Tom got on his saddle pony and rode to Fort Bridger, five miles away,
where there was a little grocery store, and got the bar of soap. The poultice
was made and kept on mother's breast all night, and the next day it was
much better. Soon all was well.
After the harvest and fall work was over,
father and the older boys would go to the timbers and cut and haul logs
for building. We had lived in the granary about two years by then. Father
had a nice five-room log house built about five blocks west of Aunt Eliza's
home. Mother soon had a lovely home with new rag carpets to cover the
floors. The furniture had been stored in Porterville and it was hauled
out by team and wagon. We were all so glad to get into our big new log
house. It is still being lived in at Lyman, Wyoming in 1979. Soon after
the move another fine baby boy, Byron, was born. He was a dear little
baby. I remember him so well, but he was only eight months old when he
died from spinal meningitis. He was the first dead person I had ever seen.
They put nickels on his little eyes to keep them closed. We were all heartbroken
to lose our dear baby.
Mother was very good in helping with the
sick and went to help wherever she could, and I have heard her tell of
many times where there was a death. How they would have to wrap the bodies
in sheets wet with salt peter and keep them wet so they would not turn
dark, until a casket could be made and funeral arrangements planned. There
were no morticians out there in those days, but everyone was ready to
help one another and share their joys and sorrows. Mother was a very beautiful
and lovely woman, and being a bishop's wife and with a large family, was
a very, very busy lady, but she was very efficient and particular in everything
she did. She was always loving, patient and kind to her husband and all
of her children. We were a happy and healthy family. We went through the
hardships of a pioneer life but they didn't seem hardships to us. She
would give us younger children a flour sack and send us out to gather
all the wool off the sagebrush and wire fences or anywhere. When we got
it gathered she would put it in tubs of warm water and homemade soap and
let us get in with our bare feet and tromp it to get it clean. We thought
it was so much fun. Then she would rinse it in another tub of warm water
and put it out to dry. When thoroughly dry it would be brought in and
the boys and all would pull it apart in little pieces and picked out all
the sticks and grass, then piled in the corner ready for mother to card
into batts about four inches wide and eight inches long. It would take
mother many, many hours to card enough batts to make a big quilt. All
the backs of the legs of worn-out coveralls and the best pieces of coats
or any heavy pieces were saved and sewn together to make heavy camp quilts,
tied with carpet warp. All the lighter materials from making dresses and
shirts were sewn into pretty patterns for our bed quilts.
Then a quilting day was planned and neighbors invited to help quilt them.
They were fun days, big dinners and a good visit for all. I still have
mother's batt carders. The same was planned for when they had carpet rag
bees, and all the neighbors would help each other. But, oh, what fun when
mother would get enough big balls of rags woven into strips of carpet
of about 36 inches wide, then sew each strip together with carpet warp
to fit the room. When all was ready Father and the boys would bring in
enough clean straw to cover the floor about six inches deep and then tack
the carpet to the edge of the walls. Then how we younger children would
have fun rolling over it and hear the straw crackle, but mother never
liked house-cleaning time when the tacks all had to be pulled out and
the carpet put on the clothes line and beat with brooms to get the dust
and dirt out and the old straw that would be worn to a pulp and dust,
but the new straw made it nice and warm again.
Mother always made all the homemade soap that was needed for a year in
the summer. The lye was made by emptying wood ashes in a barrel with a
tub underneath, then water poured over the ashes. What leaked into the
tub was pure lye and very dangerous, if anyone got it on them. She would
save every scrap of grease and trimming from the meat and all the cracklings
after rendering out the lard. Then five-gallon cans would be set over
fires out in the yard. The lye and grease boiled together until it was
thick as honey then poured into tubs to get cool. Then it was cut into
bars about four by four inches and laid out on boards to dry. It was really
a hard day's work for mother and one of the boys father would leave to
help her. My job was to tend the baby and small children and keep them
away from where they were making the soap.
Another beautiful baby boy was born February
6, 1902, Parley Pratt. He was her last lovely baby.
Mother was president of the Primary and the baby was loved by all the
children. Mother sent to Sears and Roebuck and got a baby buggy for Parley
that looked like a little Ford automobile, and it was so cute. She usually
had to stay awhile, so I would take the baby and Nettie home, and so many
times Clyde would push the buggy home for me.
Mother and father were always very faithful
and active in all of their church duties and callings. Father was Branch
president then Bishop for 18 years in all. Mother worked with the Primary
for many years, then she was set apart to be the ward Relief Society President.
To do their Relief Society teaching they would have to take a team and
buggy and be gone all day. The homes they had to visit were so far apart.
She made many trips to Salt Lake City with
father for conferences and special bishopric meetings. She would buy her
such pretty hats and beautiful dresses, when she would get home I thought
she was the most beautiful mother in the world. Nettie and I would always
get some pretty little gift, a cute little doll or little china cup, sometimes
a ring or beads, but never without something to make us happy. She was
also Relief Society Stake President for many years. When they had to travel
with team and white-top buggy from Woodruff, Utah to Green River, Wyoming
it would always be a three to four day trip. About six ladies would go
each trip, driving their own team and taking care of them.
If ever a man was blessed for living polygamy,
as it was suggested by our church leaders, Father should have a crown
in heaven for he never did anything or bought for one wife until he could
do the same for both wives and families. I remember when he started planning
to build two lovely big frame homes, it was really quite a big project
as most everything had to be hauled or shipped in by train, then hauled
in ten miles from Carter to Lyman. Both Mother and Eliza decided on the
floor plan they would like, then father built according to their plans
and both houses were being built at the same time. Aunt Eliza moved into
her lovely big new home in November because she was expecting a baby.
Mother moved into our lovely big home just before Christmas. We were all
so happy and had such a wonderful Christmas, with a Christmas tree that
touched the nine-foot ceiling. It was just two blocks from the center
of town. Father put a picket fence around the yard and soon we had a nice
lawn, trees and flowers that would grow in that climate. I think Parley
got some of his landscaping experience while helping mother. He was her
helper in the gardening, watering, weeding and mowing to keep the lawns
nice.
Mother was a wonderful cook and father being
bishop, all the church authorities stayed at our home, also the drummers
and traveling salesmen, ranchers that would come into town for business
and supplies. It really was quite a "hotel" as there was no
other place in town for visitors. One salesman gave her a silver thimble
with a gold band around the top. I still have that thimble. She also took
school teachers to board and room with us. Mary Wanlass stayed with us
two or three years. She was a lovely, beautiful young lady and was the
music teacher at the school. Mother took the money she paid and bought
a nice second-hand organ, and Mary gave me music lessons. I soon got so
I could play for Primary and Sunday School by practicing the songs for
my music lessons, and I could play quite well.
Mother and father both loved to come to
Salt Lake City to do temple ordinance work, and for many years soon after
Christmas they would come and rent a small apartment as close to the temple
as possible and stay for January, February and March, then be home in
time for spring work.
In 1920 they decided to sell the big ranch,
all the livestock, machinery and everything including the two lovely homes,
which were the very nicest homes in the Bridger Valley, and move to Utah.
Father bought two big rock homes in Bountiful, both on the same street
and about two blocks apart, and as I remember, about 20 acres of good
truck-gardening ground. Mother's home was bought from a Mr. Holbrook.
Father and Parley did well with truck gardening for quite a number of
years. After Parley got married and moved back to Wyoming, the work was
too hard for father alone, so they decided to sell and move into Salt
Lake City to be close to the temple. So Clyde and I bought their place
and lived there two years, then sold it to Mr. Yeager, a builder. He soon
divided the acreage into building lots and built nice homes on them. Mother's
home was remodeled, a street cut clear to the top of the field, and now
it is a very beautiful little part of Bountiful. Father and mother bought
a nice little four- room home at 850 Windson Street and were very happy
there. They did a great deal of temple work. Father was soon made an ordinance
worker and worked in the Salt Lake Temple for many years.
Mother always had a nice garden and lots
of lovely flowers. She always kept about ten little banty chickens so
she could have fresh eggs. She was so good to help Nettie and me with
our big families. She would come with her little canvas valise, overnight
bag and stay a night or two and darn socks, mend underwear, and patch
the knees of several pair of overalls for the boys. Our children all loved
her so much. Each year she would go with us when we went to Little Cottonwood
Canyon for a week's vacation. She would make dolls from root beer bottles
and dress them in the socks that were too worn out to mend, then she would
make little boats from the bark of trees for the boys to sail down the
small streams. They were all fun-filled days, cooking over the campfire
and sleeping on the ground. We would go swimming in a side stream that
didn't run back into the river.
Mother and father would always spend Christmas
Eve with us and our family. She had a good sense of humor, and we spent
many happy hours and days together. I would always try and stop to see
her for a few minutes if I was going to town, and she would want me to
stop and have a piece of spice and raisin cake and a cup of peppermint
tea with her. I often think of it, as I still like to drink peppermint
tea. Mother was always such a good sport and liked to go places and do
things. She would say, " I keep my coat hanging on the back of the
door, and if anyone says come and go with us, I am always ready."
We had been to a baby shower for my cousin
Wanda and had such a good time, we took her home and left her feeling
good. At day-light the next morning father called us from a neighbor's
home (they didn't have a telephone) and said she had been very sick all
night and would we come over. We got in the car and went right over. When
we saw how sick she was, Clyde called the doctor. He came and said it
was a gall bladder attack. He gave her a shot to ease the pain and left,
and in about twenty minutes mother passed away. I have always felt the
medication the doctor gave her was too strong for her heart condition.
It was such a sad and sorrowful shock to all her family, relatives and
many, many friends, for everyone who knew mother loved and respected her.
She died 5 May 935 at her little home on Windson Street. Funeral services
were arranged for and a very lovely service was held at the Bountiful
tabernacle with many, many friends coming from Lyman and the Bridger Valley
for the service. She was laid to rest at the Bountiful Memorial Cemetery
on Oak Street. Father and Aunt Eliza, all three are laid side by side.
The Children of Samuel Richard Brough and Phoebe Adeline Cherry
Thomas James Brough
(1882-1948)
Jesse Samuel Brough (1884-1958)
Ernest LeRoy Brough (1885-1918)
Wallace Calvin Brough (1891-1946)
Laura Adeline Brough (1893-1983)
Nettie May Brough (1897-1981)
Byron Cherry Brough (1900-1900)
Parley Pratt Brough (1902-1974)
History of Ann Eliza Carter (1866-1932)
Quoted and edited from the 1980 RBFO book
Samuel Richard Brough, 1857-1947: His History, Ancestry & Descendants
Written by Samuel Richard Brough
Ann Eliza Carter was born February 20,
1866 in Round Valley, Morgan County, Utah, to Samuel Carter and Sarah
Davis Carter who taught her the gospel from infancy. She was a polygamist
child and fully converted to that order of marriage. She was always ready
to testify that she knew that it was instituted of God, and was taught
and practiced by all His prophets in all the ages of the world.
She was always very spiritual minded all
of her life, and in her teens was active in Sunday School and all of her
church duties and was modest and lady-like in all her acts in company
with few or many. As she matured in life she took great interest in church
affairs and was active in the M.I.A. and a sincere student of the gospel.
She was a strict observer of the laws and the requirements and manifested
honesty and sincerity in the worship of the Lord. She always honored and
respected her parents and would not associate with rude or light-minded
company. She would not take part in plays or games that were not becoming
to a lady. When she arrived in womanhood, all who knew her gave her credit
of being a good faithful Latter-day Saint.
I was a little older than she, and I knew
her from her childhood to womanhood. At this time the L.D.S. Church was
preaching and practicing plural marriage, commonly called polygamy. I
was fully converted to this principal and I decided I would obey it in
my younger days. That I could care for and raise a family was my earnest
desire. I talked the matter over with my wife, Adeline, and we agreed
to try and live it, and decided that Eliza Carter was a good, clean and
faithful girl, and if she was willing to join us, we would prepare to
embrace that order of marriage as soon as convenient. I now found that
the responsibility was all upon me. I tried to raise enough courage to
call on Eliza, and in a reasonable time I did so. She treated me very
kindly, and during our conversation I told her the purpose and object
of my visit and suggested that she give it serious thought, and that I
would call and see her next week and get her decision on the matter.
I called the next week as per agreement,
and to my joy and happiness she told me she favored the proposition. As
I have already stated, she was a polygamist child and converted to this
principle. We had a friendly visit and talked over the matters in general
and agreed to marry, if all were willing. I told her of my mission call,
and I would soon have to start on it.
She stated that her soul's desire was to
marry a good, faithful husband and fill out her creation and serve the
Lord, and was willing to make any sacrifice to accomplish her desire.
I informed my wife, Adeline, of our conversation and suggested that she
go with me and be present when I asked Eliza's parents for their consent
for Eliza and I to get married. She consented to go and later on we called
at Eliza's home and talked the matter over together with her parents and
all were agreeable.
On October 20, 1886, we went to the Logan
Temple and were married in the House of the Lord [on October 21, 1886]
and by His authority for time and all eternity. I did not do anything
without the knowledge and consent of my wife Adeline. I was not deceptive
in any way to her or Eliza, or to Eliza's parents. After our marriage
she went to live and work with her parents until my return from my mission.
On October 6, 1886, I received a call from
President John Taylor, President of The Church of Jesus Christ [of Latter-day
Saints] to go on a mission to preach the gospel [of Jesus Christ] to the
world. I was to leave for the British Mission on October 26, and so I
prepared to leave on this date. On the way home from the Logan Temple,
Brother Durrant, a counselor to the bishop of our ward, and a good friend
boarded the train at Echo and told me an officer of the law was waiting
at the Morgan station to arrest me for entering plural marriage. He had
taken a risk of his own safety in doing this, as he was disguised as a
tramp. He had left a horse tied up in the canyon and suggested that I
take it and go on to Salt Lake City and go on my mission. I decided to
do as he advised and jumped off the moving train, rode the horse to Salt
Lake City and reported for my mission. I never saw Eliza again for over
four years and could only write to her as Miss Carter in all of that time.
I spent over four years serving the Lord
and preaching the gospel to the world and finally returned to my family
on December 31, 1890. All this time my wife Eliza kept clean from sin
and reproach and had been true as steel to me and received me with the
greatest love and friendship a woman could possible manifest. Many times
during my absence Eliza had spent the night alone on the oak-covered hill
back of her home in fear of being held in evidence against me for entering
the principle of plural marriage. She never knew when an officer would
come, day or night, and so she had to be constantly on her guard.
One time a Patriarch came to their home,
as was the custom of that time, to give a blessing to each member of the
family. Eliza's father was scribe, and as he gave Eliza her blessing,
he said "thou was promised to one before thou left the Heavens and
thou hast already given him your hand." He stopped, thinking that
he had made a mistake, having no idea she was not a single member of the
family, but her father said, "Go on, you are alright." This
was a great comfort to both Eliza and I and also her parents that we had
done as the Lord wanted when we entered this marriage principle.
It now became my duty to prepare a home
for her. I had spent all my means on my long and expensive mission. I
had a home for my wife Adeline and her three children in Morgan County,
Utah.
Having my homestead right as a native-born
American citizen, and learning of some government land being recently
opened in Bridger Valley, Wyoming for homestead entry, I went there at
once and took up a homestead of 160 acres of good farm land. It was in
a wild condition and in a frontier country, but Eliza agreed to go with
me and together we would build our home and begin our family life.
I was young and able to work twelve hours
a day in clearing greasewood and sagebrush off my homestead and preparing
it for cultivating. The Lord blessed our labors, and soon we built us
a good home where happiness and true love prevailed.
In due time the Lord blessed us with a fine
son (Horace) perfect and healthy who brought with him a great boon of
happiness. Eliza was overjoyed and said she could cry glory to God on
High. I have now become a mother in Israel, the great blessing for which
I have made sacrifices and labored for four years.
We lived in this country for twenty-eight
years, and during this time the Lord blessed us with six sons and three
daughters, all perfect and healthy, for which we were most thankful. We
reared them in a good, clean farm home free from the evils and vices of
city life. They had good school[ing], gospel and church teachings and
privileges, and good, clean social life. One boy (Golden) died in infancy.
The other eight children lived to maturity, and we ever praised their
clean, happy farm life of their younger days. After much thought and consideration,
we sold our home and property there and moved to Bountiful, Utah, where
we bought a home and engaged in truck gardening.
A few years after changing our home and
climate, Eliza had several spells of severe sickness. She was faithful
and active in the church and held several positions. All through her life
she taught and encouraged her children to be faithful in all gospel duties.
Her children were her joy all her married
life, and very frequently would speak of their good traits of character
and say, "God has blessed me with good, clean children and given
them faith in the gospel. They have been active in His service all their
lives. Not one has brought shame upon my name, or even caused me to regret
I have given them birth. They all have a name and standing in the church.
My sons have all received the Holy Priesthood and are honest men of faith
and integrity. My daughters are women of renown, clean, virtuous and loving
mothers. All my family [is] a blessing to me and I thank God for them
and the conviction I have of their association in the future."
She finally had an attack of pneumonia to
which she succumbed and left us on December 13, 1932. She was laid away
in the Bountiful Cemetery by a host of friends and loved ones with the
greatest love and respect.
I wish to say one more word to her children.
You should ever cultivate a feeling of gratitude to God that you have
been permitted to come to this mortal life, through the lineage of so
noble and faithful a woman as your mother proved to be. She planted the
love of the gospel in your hearts before she gave you birth. She taught
you its laws and principles by precept and example from your infancy to
the day of her death and was laid in the tomb with the hope of a glorious
resurrection. She was a devoted mother and a true and faithful wife. She
left a vacant place in my heart that no woman in this world can fill.
God bless her memory. Signed: Samuel R. Brough.
The Children of Samuel Richard Brough and Ann Eliza Carter
Horace Brough (1892-1964)
Franklin Reed Brough (1894-1965)
Eliza Viola Brough (1896-1930)
Chester Richard Brough (1898-1967)
Eveline Jane Brough (1900-1958)
Hyrum Carter Brough (1901-1987)
Golden William Brough (1902-1902)
Charles Lester Brough (1904-1986)
Emily May Brough (1907-1978)
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