Life story held by Naoma Braithwaite
BIOGRAPHY: Emeline Jenson (1897) and Francis Herbert Braithwaite (1897) are linked by:
Lars Nielsen (1718-1797) born and died in Denmark.
Lars Nielsen is the father of two sons, Hans Larsen (1777) and Soren Larsen (1771).
1. Hans Larsen (1771) begot Hans Larsen (1855) who married Else Christina Domgaard. Else is the sister to Caroline Domgaard (1846). [NOTE: Caroline married Fritz Emanual Nelson (1838) and begot Mary Christena Nelson (1868). Mary is the mother to Francis Herbert Braithwaite (1897.] Hans Larsen (1855) is the husband of Francis’ grand-aunt.
2. Soren Larsen (1771) begot Hans Sorensen (1796) begot Jens Hansen (1822) begot Emeline Hansen (1865). Emeline married Joseph Henry Jenson (1897) and begot Emeline Jenson (1897). Emeline married Francis Herbert Braithwaite (1897). Soren Larsen (1771) is Emeline Jenson’s (1897) 2nd great grand-father.
The brother of Niels Peter Domgaard (1813) who is Lars Christian LaurtzLarsen (1802) married Mette Kirstine Christensen (1812) whose Uncle Lars (Lauritz) Christensen (1741) is the 2nd great granfather to Soren Larsen (1771) and Hans Larsen (1777). Soren's line goes to Emeline Jenson (1897) and Hans' line (by marriage) goes to Francis Herbert Braithwaite (1897).BIOGRAPHY: Life History of Francis Herbert Braithwaite
(By daughter, Melva Dean Braithwaite English)
Francis Herbert Braithwaite, the son of William Francis Braithwaite and Mary Christina Nelson was born 18 March 1897 at Manti, Sanpete County, Utah. He was the third child of eight. He was born in a little three-roomed adobe house. His father was a sheepherder. Until Francis was eight years old, he didn’t know his father very much because he was away herding sheep and only came home about every six months and for only a short visit each time.
The first three years of his schooling were at Manti, Utah. He was baptized in the Manti Temple, 18 April 1905, by William A. Guyman and confirmed the same day by John A. Mabin. When he was baptized they had to force him to get into the water.
While he still lived in Manti he went to drive a horse out of a neighbors garden and he hit it with a sunflower. It kicked him on the side of the forehead and he till wears the scar.
When he was nine years old, his father bought a farm in Sterling, Utah. The family moved there for the summer and then back to Manti the next winter where Francis attended another term of school. The rest of his schooling he got in Sterling.
During the summers in Sterling, he had to herd cows. He disliked herding very much. New their house there was a pond where they would swim and fish in summer and skate in winter.
He came to Idaho in the spring of 1914 driving a team all the way from Sterling, Utah to Arco, Idaho, in thirteen days. One other man accompanied him with another wagon.
He helped his father on the farm during the summers. In the winter of 1914-15, he went to school in the old school house that later burned down. That year he completed the eighth grade. In the winter of 1915-16, he went to school in what is now the lumberyard. In 1916-17, he went to school in the new schoolhouse.
In 1916 he was appointed as counselor in the Superintendent of the Sunday School in the Arco (then Blackfoot Stake). He served in that capacity for seven years and labored under several different Superintendents.
In 1917 when the other boys went into the army to serve in the “World War” he stayed home to help farm.
On 9 January 1918 he went to Oregon. In March he went by ship to San Pedro, California. Returning home in April.
In the fall of 1918 he was called to go to war but the Armistice was signed four or five days before he was to leave.
On Easter Sunday in April 1919 a group of eight young people went to the craters on horse back for an outing. That evening Francis asked Emeline Jenson to marry him.
In December 1919 he was ordained an Elder and went to Rexburg to attend a winter term at the Ricks College. (Francis told Naoma Braithwaite that he received a mission call about this time but his parents could not afford to support him on a mission so he was unable to go.)
On 22 June 1921 he married Emeline Jenson in the Logan Temple at Logan, Utah. Their honeymoon was spent I Manti and Monroe, Utah.
That summer they farmed on their own place in Era Flat near Arco, Idaho. Francis farmed from 1921 to 1925. During that time he and his wife were blessed with three children: Jack Herbert, Melva Dean, and Garth Francis. They operated a store from December 1925 to April 1930. In 1925 water became so scarce they couldn’t far, the ranch anymore and so they lost ownership to it. While I the store Cleo and Clevon were born to them.
On 19 April 1930 they moved into their own home which they still own. In January 1932 the sixth child, Valois, was born.
From 1930 to 1938 (present time) Francis has worked on different jobs as a common laborer.
A short insert by Naoma Braithwaite -
It was not long after this he began working on the railroad and he retired with a small pension from this job. Emeline, his wife, continued to encourage him in his activity in the church and she worked with him as he held the position of ward clerk. The spent a number of years working in the Idaho Falls Temple. They would drive back and forth from Arco and they would spend the entire day at the temple. He loved to work in his garden and became very good at it. We became benefactors of this after he and Emeline moved to Willard, Utah, and grew a large garden and had several fruit trees. He had enough produce to sell to the fruit stands. I remember him in his later years as a loving husband, father and grandfather. I remember him as a man with a very tender spirit as he offered prayers. You knew he was speaking to Heavenly Father and you knew he knew this also. He often gave credit for what he was to his wife and sweetheart, Emeline.
BIOGRAPHY: Emeline Jenson (1897) and Francis Herbert Braithwaite (1897) are linked by:
Lars Nielsen (1718-1797) born and died in Denmark.
Lars Nielsen is the father of two sons, Hans Larsen (1777) and Soren Larsen (1771).
1. Hans Larsen (1771) begot Hans Larsen (1855) who married Else Christina Domgaard. Else is the sister to Caroline Domgaard (1846). [NOTE: Caroline married Fritz Emanual Nelson (1838) and begot Mary Christena Nelson (1868). Mary is the mother to Francis Herbert Braithwaite (1897.] Hans Larsen (1855) is the husband of Francis’ grand-aunt.
2. Soren Larsen (1771) begot Hans Sorensen (1796) begot Jens Hansen (1822) begot Emeline Hansen (1865). Emeline married Joseph Henry Jenson (1897) and begot Emeline Jenson (1897). Emeline married Francis Herbert Braithwaite (1897). Soren Larsen (1771) is Emeline Jenson’s (1897) 2nd great grand-father.
The brother of Niels Peter Domgaard (1813) who is Lars Christian LaurtzLarsen (1802) married Mette Kirstine Christensen (1812) whose Uncle Lars (Lauritz) Christensen (1741) is the 2nd great granfather to Soren Larsen (1771) and Hans Larsen (1777). Soren's line goes to Emeline Jenson (1897) and Hans' line (by marriage) goes to Francis Herbert Braithwaite (1897).BIOGRAPHY: The Life History of Emeline Jenson Braithwaite
(Journal entries)
I, Emeline Jenson Braithwaite, was born Wednesday, December 29, 1897, at Monroe, Sevier Co., Utah. I was born the daughter of Joseph Henry Jenson and Emeline Hansen Jenson. My father’s parents, Jens Jenson and Cecilia Anderson, were born and reared in Sweden. When the gospel was taken to their native land, the spirit of testimony came to each of them, and under different circumstances, they joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints while yet unmarried. Grandpa left his homeland and sailed to America, where he traveled by train from New York to St. Joseph, Missouri. He crossed the plains in 1860 in a company of combined wagons and handcarts.
Grandpa purchased a wagon, a horse, and an ox, but in the company was a widow and family that needed conveyance, so he let them use his outfit and he loaded his belongings into a handcart and pulled the cart from Missouri to Utah.
When Grandma joined the church, she had to leave the home of her sister and brother-in-law, as the latter was opposed to her affiliating herself with “that religious group”, the “Mormons”. Her sister helped her gain passage on a vessel to sail to America in company with other LDS emigrants.
In Salt Lake City, Jens and Cecilia were united in marriage. Grandfather worked on the railroad, which was coming into Utah, and while thru employed, three children were born to them. My father was the youngest one and the only boy. He was born in Round Valley, Morgan County, Utah.
In Denmark the gospel was taken to my mother’s parents. They joined the church and with two children crossed the ocean to New Orleans. A third child was born enroute while the ship was near the West Indies. After sailing up the Mississippi River to Iowa, the little company of emigrants joined a pioneering company of Saints to cross the pains to Sal Lake City. After my grandparents had received their endowments in the Endowment House, they were sent to Sanpete County to help settle that part of the state. May mother was born the eighth and next to the youngest of her mother’s children.
In the winter of 1889 father was called on a special mission to work in the Manti Temple during the winter months. There he met my mother who was also working in the temple. Following a romance, which led to marriage, they were united in the hold bonds of matrimony in the Manti Temple on November 5, 1890, giving us children the privilege of being “Born in the Covenant”.
When Grandpa Jenson had taken his family to Monroe, he had built an adobe home for them. Shortly before Father’s marriage, Grandfather and Father built a red brick home in the corner of the lot where the other house stood, with the understanding that when father married it should become his home. They did their surveying at night by use of the North Star.
The home was built in the shape of a “T” with a living room and a bedroom in the front part downstairs and kitchen at back, with a large porch filling one corner of the “T”. There were three upstairs rooms. One was furnished for father and his bride to live in until a new frame home was erected for the parents to occupy.
In this red brick home all seven of my mother’s and father children were born; also six of the second family. I was the 5th child and 4th daughter. I was a twin, buy my twin brother was born dead and did not receive a name. My sisters and brothers are Josephine, Even Henry, Charlotte, Celia, and Wilford Wells.
After mother’s death, father married Ellen Louise Anderson. She bore him four sons and two daughters; Sophia, Joseph Carl, Eleanor, Edwin A., and Melvin A. There were 13 of us children in father’s family, ten of whom grew to adulthood.
According to the regulations of the church, my parents took me to fast and testimony meeting March 3, 1898, where I was given a name and a father’s blessing. I have the honor of being given my mother’s name, Emeline. I have been told that my mother was disappointed when my twin and I were born because it was a girl, rather than a boy, who lived. Again she was disappointed and cried when father gave me her name, because her brother had composed such undesirable nicknames for her that she had come to dislike her name. Father promised mother that he would do what he could to avoid my being nicknamed, and he proved true to his promise.
My earliest recollection is of grandfather Jenson using his pocketknife and removing warts from the back of my hand. Under an old straw-covered shed in the corral, was a large box in which shorts (low grade grain) and bran were kept for the stock. Grandpa set me upon that large box while he cut off the warts. I saw the blood running down the side of my hand, but I did not cry. I think the incident was impressed upon mind because grandpa complemented me so graciously and gave me a quarter for having not cried. I was only 2 ½ years old when grandpa died.
Another incident I remember early in my life was when father left for a foreign mission in August of 1901 when I was less than four years old. I have preserved a mental picture of him standing on the platform of the last car on the railroad train. He waved a white handkerchief to us as we stood waving to him from the depot platform. Several buggy loads of friends and relatives had driven the 5 miles from Monroe to Elsinore to bid father farewell, and, amid many tears we saw him leave us for a mission to Sweden.
On the return trip to Monroe, I went to sleep. The relatives congregated at Aunt Emmie Collings’, father sister’s home, for a dinner. When I awoke it is reported that I commented, “I didn’t cry and it’s a good job I didn’t”.
Father was a farmer and dairyman; but with the aid of a 16-year-old neighbor boy, Oscar Johnson, and relatives, mother managed to carry on the work during father’s absence. She supplemented the family income and support of the missionary by weaving carpets, sewing, selling fruits and berries, and baking and trimming cakes for special occasions. In order to make leaves, flowers, etc. on wedding cakes, she used sheets of correspondence paper rolled into a funnel, thru the point of which she would squeeze the frosting to form the figures. We children were always glad when mother had a cake to trim, because, as each cone was emptied, we could have the used one. The little bit of frosting left in the paper surely tasted good to us the wisdom with which mother met the problems that confronted her while father was away.
Hour after hour I sat beside mother on a pile of carpet rag balls winding shuttles for her while she sat on a bench operating the loom with her hands and feet, weaving colorful rugs and yards and yards of carpet strips. After 4:00 pm an older sister who had been in school would replace me and I would be free to play with my younger brother, Wilford.
There was a bond of affection between the two of us, which can be formed only in a close family tie. All through our growing up years we were constantly together and developed a great love for each other. When I speak of my childhood, Wilford figures in all of it.
In August 1903 father returned from his mission. I was 5 years old at the time. Mother was relieved from many of her domestic responsibilities, but by November after the threshing was done, she became ill because of a tubule pregnancy and for months she was bedfast. Her sisters from Manti took turns caring for her and assisting in the home. Aunt Ellen Lowry carried the main responsibility. One afternoon I was given the opportunity of sitting with mother for a short while. I did so hope that there would be something I could do for her. Finally she asked me to bring the house-rose to her that she might smell the luscious pink bloom. Mother was fond of flowers and always had blossoming houseplants during the winter months and garden in the summer.
April 12, 1904 our dear mother departed this life. We children were playing under the shed when we were given the word and were asked to come to the house and kiss mother goodbye. Starting with the oldest child, we filed by the bed according to our ages and each one kissed her on the forehead. Two days later, after a very impressive funeral mother’s body was laid to rest in the Monroe Cemetery.
During the same month that our mother passed away, the Monroe Ward was divided and the Monroe North Ward and the Monroe South Ward were formed. Father was called to be the bishop of the North Ward. He held this position for the following thirteen years.
The next four years were filled with trying experiences while we endeavored to adjust to a motherless home. Josephine, the oldest sister, was 12 years old, I was 6 years old and Wilford, the youngest child, was in his 4th year; the others ranged between.
Shortly after mother died, father’s sister, Aunt Emma Collings, who had no children of her own, asked father to give me to her. I was very pleased to know that she wanted me, and I loved her very, very much, but when father answered her, “No, I want to keep all the children together,” my heart leaped for joy to know that I was wanted. Ever since I was told that my parents were disappointed because I, rather than my twin brother, lived, I had felt unwanted and tried every way I know how to make them want me - most of my efforts seemed to lead to me becoming very talkative and full of energy.
As I talked a “blue streak” and was such a busybody, I had the opportunity of being guided in several talents. Father even have me five cents once to just sit still and be quiet for five minutes. To keep me out of mischief, I was taught to accomplish good results with my efforts. At an early age I learned to cook, sew, embroider, knit, crochet, tat, quilt, play the piano, and do numerous tasks of homemaking and out-of-door tasks. I had learned to milk a caw by the time I was five years old. I planted and cared for flower gardens, tended the chickens and ducks; even to the setting of the hens; herded cows, thinned and weeded beets, helped haul hay and grain. I loved riding a horse and a bicycle. I could put on a saddle or hitch horses to the buggy as well as any boy near by age. I loved outdoor activities and earned my spending money in my childhood and in my youth thinning beets.
The blessing was asked on food every meal. We children took turns in this calling and, along with our parents, in family prayers night and morning. At mother’s knee we learned at an early age to offer our individual prayers.
Homemaking in our dear home was hard as compared with conveniences of today. Lights were furnished by coal oil each Wednesday and Saturday. There was no running water in the house. Father dug a cistern that we called “the well” from a creek that tumbled down Main Canyon. Each morning before anyone on the street would drive their stock to water, father would divert the stream of water into the well by the use of a wooden flume until the well was full of cool, clean water to be used for culinary purposes throughout the day. Water was carried to the house in the large and small brass buckets that stood on the table in the corner near the old flat-top, four holed cook stove with a reservoir at the back and the teakettle on top for hot water. For washing and bathing we had a copper-bottomed boiler. On the table also were cans to hold flour, salt, sugar, and germade (a popular cooked breakfast cereal). The kitchen was used also as dining room. Prayers were given before meals. At the head of the dining table was father’s armchair; others were placed around the table. When the table was not in use it was pushed back against the stairway under which was a clothes closet for work clothes and soiled laundry.
The living room floor or front room as we called it, was covered from wall to wall by a homemade carpet. Every fall after threshing was done, all the furniture was removed from the room and the carpet taken up to replace the straw filling from underneath the carpet with new fresh straw. The floor was scrubbed thoroughly, then dried, and new straw spread over it. After the carpet had been thoroughly beaten to remove all the dirt and dust, it was again stretched over the new filling of straw and by tugging and pulling on hands and knees, a task we all enjoyed, it was again in position and carefully tacked down for comfortable living another year. Most of the front room furniture was handmade. Grandpa was handy at making furniture. H.O. Magleby made our couch.
In the bedrooms were beds with handmade frames having high headboards and lower footboards just the right height the frames were wooden slats upon which the springs rested. How we enjoyed sleeping between white sheets on straw filled ticks with homemade quilts for covers and chicken feather filled pillows.
Our lot was one fourth of a city block, affording ample space for home, lawns, flowerbeds, vegetable garden, berry patches, fruit trees, corrals, and a small pasture. There was no part of the lot that did not offer adventures for growing children. How we loved to climb the trees, romp on the straw stack, swing on the hay derrick ropes, climb the sheds, and walk the fences! Any old piece of machinery could be made to turn out gallons and gallons of imaginary ice cream or yards and yards of beautiful cloth for lovely clothes. Nothing on the place, or in the town for that matter, was too high for me to climb to the top.
When our turn came for the threshers to pull the old horse-powered threshing machine into our yard and up to our grain stacks, all the children in the neighborhood came along with the men-folks of the families to watch or assist in one of the big events of the year. The eight teams were hitched to the horse-powered machine in such a way as to go around and around the horse-powered machine in circles, furnishing power to run the thresher. Men on the grain stacks threw on bundle at a time onto a platform where two men with knives cut the bands and pushed the bundles of grain into the machine. There the grain was separated from the straw and chaff. The grain poured from the hopper into sacks to be carried to the granary. The straw was transported up the straw carrier where it was dumped into a stack. Here, men piled it into a neat straw stack.
In the house the women were busy cooking chicken, mashed potatoes, pies, and other delicious foods for the hungry men.
Later a blower was invented to blow the straw into a pile, and the old horse-powered machine was replaced by a steam engine to furnish power to run the thresher. In addition, a cook wagon followed the threshing machine from place to place and families were no longer required to furnish the heavy meals for the men. A cook was hired. The number of laborers required to do the work was considerably reduced, and the hours required to accomplish the task were lessened. In later years, the old threshing machines were replaces by combines, which cut and threshed the grain in the field, and the straw was left there to be plowed under again.
In the fall of 1904 I began my schooling in the Beginner’s Grade of the Monroe Public School. Father took me to the teacher, Miss Ross, and he said to her, “I am bringing another of my little girls for you to teach. Be good to her”. The day my schooling began I was wearing a drab little gray dress that had been made for me by the Relief Society women of the ward. That dress had made quite an impression upon my mind because of what was said by the thoughtless woman at the time I tried it on while it was in the making. Dresses had also been made for my sisters, but they were not as plainly made as mine. I remember on of the women saying, “That is an awfully plain dress for a little girl”. Another one answered, “What difference does it make; she is too little to know the difference”. That made such an impression upon me, I always thought of it when, in later years, I have had the opportunity to sew for other families that needed help.
On my birthday, when I turned 8 years old, father took me to be baptized. It was performed I what was know as the Jukes’ Hot Springs. Father was then bishop of the Monroe North Ward. He second counselor, James R. Wear, baptized me and his first counselor, August W. Bohman, confirmed me on 29th of December 1905. There is hot water in the foothills near Monroe. It was piped down to the Jukes’ bathhouse making it a very pleasant place to be baptized.
On August 12, 1908, father was married in the Salt Lake Temple to Ellen Luvisa Anderson, a native of Sweden whom he had met while on his mission in Sweden. I was ten years old when our new mother came into our home. We called her “Aunt Ellen”. She was a wonderful mother to us while we were children and a good companion for father.
In our home in Monroe, Utah, Joseph > Horne, the Sevier Stake Patriarch, was asked to give us our Patriarchal Blessings. My blessing was given to me May 10, 1914 by Patriarch Horne, with his daughter Leona Horne acting as scribe. This blessing has been my constant inspiration. December 31, 1919 Patriarch William B. Lowry who was a patriarch in the Lost River Stake gave me an added blessing.
I went through the primary grades and elementary grades in the same rock schoolhouse that I started in. This building stood and accommodated school children until it was torn down for a replacement in 1951. In the third grade I took a prize and received a card of merit for being neither absent nor tardy from school during that year. When I graduated from the eighth grad, I was one of five in the class who had grades high enough to be exempt from taking the state tests. My high school education was received in the Monroe High School and I graduated in May 1918 as valedictorian of the class. Other schooling I have received - one summer term at the Brigham Young University, one at the University of Utah, a summer term and some extension work at Utah State Agricultural College, a summer term at Southern Idaho College of Education, two summer terms and several extension courses from Idaho State College in Pocatello, Idaho, extension work from the University of Idaho in Moscow, Idaho and Ricks College in Rexburg, Idaho.
Attendance at Primary, Sunday school, Religion Class, MIA, Sacrament Meeting, and Choir practice cam natural to us. We attended whenever health permitted and answered to every call or opportunity that came our way. I received several prizes for most perfect attendance in my classes. My first office in an auxiliary organization was as assistant Secretary of Primary at the age of 13 years, and at 15 years I was Secretary of the Sunday School, at 16 years a teach in Primary and Sunday School. I was also Secretary of the MIA (Mutual Improvement Association). While in Monroe, I was a member of the choir under the direction of Fred B. Goold, with Gidian Bohman as organist. It was my joy to sing in the soprano section. Mother and each of my sisters had alto voices. Often I did solo work or sang in duets, quartettes or sextets.
On April 6, 1917 the United States declared war on Germany. When the men and boys of Monroe left for military service in World War I, all people of the town were steeped in a deep depression; but to lighten the moods of those leaving for the war, farewell programs were given for them and most of the town people would attend to show their respects. Usually when one of these civic programs was put on, I had a part in the program, either musically, in a skit or to give a reading. Along with Olivia Magleby, I had the privilege of being “Liberty’s” Maid in the 4th of July parade and program. Ruth Newby was “Liberty” that year.
Each summer the citizens of Monroe held a celebration for either Independence Day or Pioneer Day in July. These events were a great pleasure for old and young alike. The events of the day were usually carried out in similar order - cannons fired at daybreak; civic bands going up and down streets in a decorated band wagon, commencing at about 6 am and stopping at each 4-way intersection of the town to play some music. To show appreciation, most people arose early or left their stores to go to the corner and listen to the music, some often furnishing treats for the band members. At about 8 o’clock a parade would commence wending its way through the busiest part of town, finally coming to a halt on the town block. The LDS Meeting House was on one corner of the block and the grade school building on the other. A grove of trees and an open space for athletics constituted the remainder of the block. A program followed the hour of the parade. It was held in the meetinghouse or in the grove beside it, or in a nearby church. Later a large city pavilion was erected and the program was held in that spacious building. Older residents of the community particularly pioneers who had come to Utah before the time of the railroads, were honored in the program. During the noon hour, following the program, families retired to their homes for a noon meal, had picnic lunches in the grove with friends and relatives, or bought concessions at stands. The afternoon events of various kinds were races and finally a ball game. In the evening the young people and married people enjoyed a dance.
While I was attending summer school at Brigham Young University the summer of 1918, Josephine (my sister) was called on a mission to the Western States. She had been keeping house for Evan (our brother) in Arco, Idaho and was called from that ward. After leaving summer school, I went to Idaho to help Evan the rest of the summer. From there I went to Star Valley and taught in Thayne, Wyoming that winter. I taught the third and fourth grades. On November 11 of the year, the Armistice was signed and World War I came to an end. In December of the year a severe epidemic of influenza broke our in the country. The Star Valley schools closed on December 13 and I was out of work. I made sixty-five dollars a month while teaching in 1918.
From Thayne I went to Rock Springs, Wyoming where Charlotte (my sister) was working in a bank. There I got employment in a hotel and in a laundry until spring came. Charlotte and I attended General Conference in Salt Lake City in April of that year and then I return to Arco, Idaho.
On Easter Sunday 1919 a group of us young people took a horseback ride out across the lavas after Sunday School. That evening Francis Herbert Braithwaite asked me to marry him. Two weeks later I accepted the offer and he gave me a diamond ring to seal the bargain.
I remained with Evan that summer until he was married in August. That winter I taught school at the Anderson School in a little one-roomed school between Arco and the Craters of the Moon National Monument.
The next summer I worked at ZCMI in Salt Lake City and attended the University of Utah. That winter I signed a contract to teach in the Meacham School in the western part of Millard County near Garrison, Utah.
On June 22, 1921 I received my endowments in the Logan Temple and was married at 7:30pm to Francis Herbert Braithwaite. President Joseph S. Shepherd performed the ceremony. Josephine was the only relative who went with us through the temple and was present when we were married.
Josephine returned to Arco the next day and Francis and I went by train to Monroe and Manti for our honeymoon. The family gave a shower for me in the home in which I was born. A number of my girlhood friends and those with whom I had been closely associated through church work were the guests at this party. I received lovely gifts from them. We were also entertained in Aunt Alice Hunt’s home (my father’s sister). In Manti we stayed in the home of Francis’ Aunt Annie Buchanan’s home (Francis’ mother’s sister) overnight and visited with others of his relatives and also my mother’s people who were still living there.
When we returned to Arco, Idaho, Francis expected me to move in with his folks as one of the family, rather than to become a family by ourselves. I was willing to help as he was working with his father and also raising a crop of oats on an 80-acre place at the end of the canal south of town. We slept in the upstairs unfinished space with no place to put my belongings except in the suitcases, trunk, and boxes and after two weeks I went to stay nights with Josephine (my sister) and her husband, Courtleigh in town until better arrangements could be made.
This took only a couple of nights and Francis found two rooms for us in a home occupied by another family, the S. Adrean McLearran’s. But when cold weather came we couldn’t keep warm. I froze my feet until I suffered with chilblains (ulcers) on my feet for years afterward. By the time cold weather came we realized that we were going to receive a new member into our home in the late spring. Besides suffering from the cold I had other sickness (morning sickness) with which to contend.
For our work during the summer we were given a second hand stove and bed and were furnished with milk and vegetables, but there was no cash payment. From my teaching I had enough money to buy 4 chairs and to pay rent and buy groceries for a few months. When the farm work was finished in the fall Francis was out of work and wasted much of his time in town. I made quilts, curtains, and baby clothes by hand as I had no machine. I corded the wool for filler in one quilt. These things kept me busy, but I was ill and cold much of the time. I looked forward to church activities, which have always been a source of joy to me. I worked in the Primary and taught a Sunday School class that first year of our married life.
Early in the year of 1922 we no longer had any way of financing a home, so Francis’ parents offered us the extracting house for a place to live and offered to us Francis with chores etc. for our food.
We were living in the little two rooms of this house when our son, Jack Herbert, was born, Monday morning at 7:30am, April 17, 1922. He was a large, beautiful healthy baby weighing 10 ½ pounds. I was in intense labor Saturday night, all day Sunday and Sunday night. It was a difficult delivery, being such a large baby, and Dr. Carmon had to use instruments to deliver him. Josephine again was beside me in another important event in my life. She and her husband were living on a ranch 9 miles from town and came over the rough frozen roads early in the morning to be with us. Only one who has experienced giving birth to a firstborn baby can realize the thrill and ethereal joy I felt when I heard the sound of my baby’s voice as he first breathed the breath of life and became a living soul to perform a mission in this life with us as parents to nurture, teach, train, and guide as well as to love and enjoy.
Francis was a counselor in the Sunday School at the time were married and continued to serve in the capacity until early in the year 1923.
At this time we had a farm south of Arco, which was not paying for itself, so during the summer of 1922, Francis worked in the rock quarry at Arco where lime rock was quarried for use in sugar factories. We concluded that if I taught another year we maybe able to make payments on the place and save it, so I returned to the Meacham School for the winter of 1922-1923. Francis joined Jack and me there at Christmas time. We returned to Arco and farmed that summer, but it was the last crop we raised on the farm and soon after lost the place due to lack of sufficient water. When the time for extracting came we moved into Uncle Rob’s house.
When Jack was four months old, I took him with me and went to teach. We boarded in the home of Mr. Simonson who was a member of the school board and Mrs. Simonson cared for Jack during school hours. Although I was breast-feeding him, it worked very well by putting him onto a four-hour schedule and going the ¾ mile home to him at noon. When weather was unsatisfactory for making the noon trip, I took him to school with me, allowing school children to help with him.
In early October the Idaho winter storms commenced and the rock quarry was closed for the winter. Francis was out of work, so after several months he came to be with me in Utah. This was not good, as I had to pay his board and room as a well as that of Jack and mine. So we went to Baker, Nevada to seek work for him. He obtained work on the Otto Meek’s Ranch for the winter months building fences and farm buildings from lumber purchase from a movie making company.
When April came and spring work opened up again, Francis returned to Arco and planted another crop of oats on the farm. That was the last crop planted before losing the farm.
School closed in May and after a visit to Monroe where my father had the chance to hold a grandchild in his arms for the first time. Jack and I returned to Arco.
Jack began to talk using meaningful understandable words when he was 8 months old. “Daddy” is the first word he said that we recognized him using as though he knew it’s meaning and proper use. While we were in Monroe he commenced walking alone in his 14th month.
We rented a three-room house in which to live when I returned from teaching. Part of our time was spent out of the farm, but most of my time was spent in town. I had some chickens to care for as well as our darling Jack. Soon after coming home from teaching I was given the opportunity of serving as Primary President.
In the fall of 1923 Francis worked on a threshing machine until the harvesting was done. Then he went to Heber City, Utah to work in the mines. However, that did no last long as he got too homesick away from Arco.
February 17, 1924, early on a Sunday morning our lovely baby girl, Melva Dean, was permitted to grace our home. At that time mothers did not go to the hospital when the baby was born but remained in the home. For several hours only Jack and I were in the home (he was 20 months old). I just sat on a chair when the pains were too severe for me to move about. Finally after midnight Francis came home. I sent him for the doctor and he contacted Norman Jeppson to go for Josephine. I just sat there. When Francis came back home he reported that the doctor was out in Little Lost River Valley delivering a baby. I then sent him for a neighbor, Mary Black, who was a registered nurse. She arrived very quickly. It was now past the midnight hour. Our little blue-eyed, dark-haired baby girl, Melva Dean, arrived prematurely. But I was so happy to have a little daughter; Jack loved her very dearly from the time she was born.
I worked in the telephone office from the time she was three weeks old until just before Garth Francis was born on May 4, 1925.
In December 1925 we bought the goods in a grocery and general merchandise store, located across from the train depot on 1st North Street, which we operated until April 1930. During this time two more beautiful children were born. Cleo, our only brown-eyed baby, was born 13 October 1926 in the Latter-day Saints Hospital in Idaho Falls, Idaho. At first this was a tubal pregnancy and much care was needed. Mary Clevon was born 22 April 1928. These two little red haired girls were born during the time were operating the store.
By that time we had five children and I had more that I could do to manage the home and the store so we sold out the store and bought a home on 2nd North, the 2nd house East of the church. This was purchased with money I had loaned to others, with interest, earned while teaching school.
It was here that our sixth and last child, Valois, as strawberry blond, was born 17 January 1932 shortly after 7pm on a winter Sunday evening while the children were attending Sacrament Meeting.
Francis began to work for our neighbor, John O’Connell in his Dry Goods Store and did various jobs of labor. Eventually he worked for the Union Pacific Railroad as a section hand and retired from this occupation.
I too labored in various jobs. I was cook in the Arco Public School for a time. In the winter of 1941-42 I had charge of a mattress-making project for the government. In the early years of the 1930’s, I was vice-chairman of Butte County Democratic committee, and in the late 1940’s and early 1950’s I was secretary of the same committee. In September of 1942 I was appointed Clerk of the Arco City Board with my office in the City Recreation Hall. I continued this until I was urged to return to teaching school in the fall of 1943. I taught sixth, seventh, or eight grades in the Arco Elementary School, and also music in several other grades until, at the age of 62 years, I could no longer teach because of ill health. I also taught beginners in piano lessons for four years.
Our two boys, Jack and Garth, spent time in military service during World War II. Afterward, each filled a long-term mission for the church and received their bachelor’s degrees from college. All of our children have been to the temple and received their endowments and are married for time and eternity.
During the time we were rearing our family I held office in the different auxiliary organizations in the ward and in the stake. The only times that I have no held some office has been when I was teaching school in little communities where there was no church organization.
Now the year 1957 we have twenty-one grandchildren; all living except one.
For hobbies I enjoy music, painting, crocheting, tatting, reading, and leatherwork. I have crocheted a bedspread for each of my daughters and have made leather purses for each of them and for the daughters-in-law; and I have made belts and billfolds for each of my sons, sons-in-law and for my husband.
Now that I am approaching old age, I should have accomplishments enough so that I can grow old gracefully with plenty of interests to make life a continued pleasure.
Valois Braithwaite Hartley compiled this life’s sketch
from several life histories written by our mother.
This was distributed at the
Braithwaite Family Reunion held in Arco, Idaho, July 25, 1998BIOGRAPHY:
BURIAL: In Memory of Emeline Jenson Braithwaite
Born: December 29, 1897 Died: April 3, 1981
Memorial Funeral Services
Monday, April 6, 1981 at 1PM
Willard LDS Chapel
Bishop Tom Christensen Conducting
Family Prayer: Wilford Jenson
Prelude and Postlude: Helen Jane Lemon
Musical: Dennis and Linda Braithwaite
Invocation: Deverial Fredrickson
Tribute: Melva Dean English
Talk: President Arnold Gilbert
Musical: Melda Mund & Carol Woodland
Talk: Fred Boyer
Talk: Harvey Braegger
Musical: Dennis and Linda Braithwaite
Bendiction: Eldred Braithwaite
Pallbearers: Steven Braithwaite, Robert English, Ronald Haskell
Darrell Haskell, Rodney Braegger, Leonard Hartley, Jr.
Interment: Brigham City Cemetery
Dedicatory Prayer: Joseph Jenson
Care of Flowers: Willard 2nd Ward Relief Society
(Olsen Funeral Services - Brigham City, Utah)
BURIAL: Christine Sorenson has funeral program:
Garth Francis Braithwaite
Born: May 4, 1925 Death: July 2, 1977
Memorial Services: July 6, 1977 11AM Brigham City South Stake Center
Conducting: Bishop Kenneth A. Glauser
Family Prayer: Leonard Hartley
Prelude & Postlude: Rachel Daines
Double Trio: Doris Owens, Ann Bennett, Susan Findlay, Nedra Nelson, Cherol Blake, Lola Christensen
Accompanist: Joan Peterson 'Oh My Father'
Invocation: Jack Braithwaite
Speaker: Bishop Orval Anderson
Vocal Duet: Jeff and Claudia Bigler, Accompanist: Rachel Daines 'The Shepherd'
Speaker: Farrell Nielsen
Remarks: Bishop Orval Anderson
Double Trio: 'Peace I Leave With You'
Benediction: Bishop Lloyd Warner
PALLBEARERS: David Braithwaite, Brian Braithwaite, John Richards, Richard Braegger, Melvin Warner, Dean Richards
Interment: Brigham City Cemetery
Dedicatory Prayer: Howard Warner
Care of Flowers: Brigham City Tenth Ward Relief Society
Poem by Emily Hersey:
To fee whatever comes, though dark the way,
Secure inThee; more confident each day
That Thou are good. Thy hand is guiding me;
I fear no ill nor ask my way to see;
Serene my sould can rest;
For all that Thou dost plan for me is best.BURIAL: Garth Braithwaite obituary
Brigham City - Funeral services for Garthe Francis Braithwaite, 52, of 518 S. 7th W., who died Saturday, July 2, 1977, in a Brigham City hospital of injuries suffered in a motorcycle accident, will be held Wednesday at 11 am in the Brigham City South LDS Stake Center.
Friends may call at the Olsen Funeral Home, 205 S. 1st E., Tuesday from 7-9pm and Wednesday prior to services.
Mr. Braithwaite was born May 4, 1925, in Arco, Idaho, a son of Francis H. and Emeline Jenson Braithwaite.
He was married to Naoma Warner on August 3, 1949, in the Logan LDS Temple.
He graduated from Utah State University in electrical engineering.
He was employed at Hill Air Force Base and was a veteran of World War II.
Active in the LDS Church, he had served in bishoprics and was a high councilman. He filled a LDS mission.
Surviving are his widow of Brigham City, the following sons and daughters: David G. Braithwaite, Brian Braithwaite, Steven Braithwaite, Alan Braithwaite, Diane Braithwaite, Susan Braithwaite, Sherie Braithwaite, all of Brigham City; Mrs. Vaughn (Kathy) Call, Omaha, Neb; Mrs. John (Christine) Richards, Milpitas, California; four grandchildren.
Also surviving are his parent of Willard; one brother and four sisters, Jack H. Braithwaite, Vancouver, Washington; Mrs. Robert (Melva Dean) English, Gilroy, California; Mrs. Richard E. (Cleo) Braegger, Willard; Mrs. R. Alvin (Clevon) Haskell, Rockland, Idaho; Mrs. Leonard I. (Valois) Hartley, St. George, Utah.DEATH: Death was caused from a motorcycle accident. Garth was riding the bike alone on a less traveled rode between Brigham City and the Bird Refuge just west of Brigham City and crashed while turning a corner. Apparently hit some gravel and the bike went out of control. He died in the ambulance on the way to the hospital. Garth was an Electrical Engineer, employed at Hill Airforce Base. He served three years in the Navy during WW11. He was a graduate of UtahState Agriculture College in Logan, Utah. A good, kind father and loving husband was his mark of distinction. The church and his family came first in his life.
DEATH: Garth died in a motorcycle accident in Brigham City, Utah. He was alone driving to the Bird Refuge west of Brigham City. He was dead on arrival at the Brigham City Hospital.
DEATH: Garth Braithwaite - Obituary in newspaper
Brigham City - Funeral services for Garth Francis Braithwaite, 52, of 518 S. 7th W., who died Saturday, July 2, 1977, in a Brigham City hospital of injuries suffered in a motorcycle accident, will be held Wednesday at 11 am in the Brigham City South LDS Stake Center.
Friends may call at the Olsen Funeral Home, 205 S. 1st E., Tuesday from 7-9pm and Wednesday prior to services.
Mr. Braithwaite was born May 4, 1925, in Arco, Idaho, a son of Francis H. and Emeline Jenson Braithwaite.
He was married to Naoma Warner on August 3, 1949, in the Logan LDS Temple.
He graduated from Utah State University in electrical engineering.
He was employed at Hill Air Force Base and was a veteran of World War II.
Active in the LDS Church, he had served in bishoprics and was a high councilman. He filled a LDS mission.
Surviving are his widow of Brigham City, the following sons and daughters: David G. Braithwaite, Brian Braithwaite, Steven Braithwaite, Alan Braithwaite, Diane Braithwaite, Susan Braithwaite, Sherie Braithwaite, all of Brigham City; Mrs. Vaughn (Kathy) Call, Omaha, Neb; Mrs. John (Christine) Richards, Milpitas, California; four grandchildren.
Also surviving are his parent of Willard; one brother and four sisters, Jack H. Braithwaite, Vancouver, Washington; Mrs. Robert (Melva Dean) English, Gilroy, California; Mrs. Richard E. (Cleo) Braegger, Willard; Mrs. R. Alvin (Clevon) Haskell, Rockland, Idaho; Mrs. Leonard I. (Valois) Hartley, St. George, Utah.DEATH: S/S# 519-20-4811
BIOGRAPHY: Memories of Garth by Naoma (his wife)
Interviews
I believe the Church has encouraged fathers to interview members of their family for many years, however I remember the time when our family became aware that this was important and Garth began having an interview with the children and myself. I have a copy of the last interviews he gave some of the children and it was indicative of his love and concern for them. He asks them about clothes they needed and also how they were doing in school and church.
I remember when I received my interview and I was glad to get it because I had some important things to discuss that I never seemed to get his attention about. He encouraged me to tell him what I thought should be changed in the family and what I felt he could do to help. I agreed to tell him what I thought he could do to help things go more smoothly if he would tell me what I could do also. He agreed and I got a lot off my chest. He agreed with all I said and promised that he would make the necessary changes and thanked me for telling him what I thought should be changed. Then it was his turn to tell me what I should change to make things better. He looked at me and said, you are just the way I want you to be. You do not have to change. We both laughed because we both knew it wasn’t true but he was very compassionate or maybe wise, and try as I could, he would never tell me how I should change.
Pursuing His Education
After Garth finished school at Utah State and we moved to California, he continued to enroll in classes. Some of the classes he was able to take along with his work and others he enrolled in a near by College (tuition was free in California) and took classes he needed to help him in his work. After we moved to Utah and when he worked at Thiokol and Hill Field, he continued to take classes. He always had several church books at work along with his scriptures that he would study during his lunch hour. I was surprised when his boss cleared out his desk and brought the books to me. They were underlined and showed that he had been studying them.
Before we were married he bought a book on how to increase your vocabulary and he would try to learn a new word every day or so. He also had a paper back book of “How to Win Friends and Influence People” which he read more than once. Garth’s writing was very good and easy to read and I am sure he worked on this. He couldn’t read very fast and wanted to improve so he took a class in speed-reading. Because he couldn’t read fast, it wasn’t easy for him to get through a book but he knew the importance of reading and he read many books. Garth never talked much about his accomplishments. You would often wonder what he was thinking about when discussions were going on. However, when he did speak we all listened because it seemed always to be very appropriate and good to hear. Garth was a deep thinker and a good listener. I never remember him saying harsh words to or about anyone. He was however very strong willed about his beliefs.
Serving The Lord
Garth never wavered when it came to serving the Lord. He paid an honest tithe and a generous fast offering. He would often say how good it felt to make out his check for tithing and seal up the envelope. After finishing school and moving to California, we lived in an area where the church was building the Los Angeles Temple and also our stake was building a new stake center. Immediately we were ask to contribute to this building fund. We didn’t have much as far as worldly goods not even a TV. Our beds were in poor shape but we did have a couch in the front room. We had just survived during the school years and now we had a new job and were hoping to get a few new things. Our three children were in need of clothes and so were we. I remember the night the Bishopric visited us and ask for the money. It seemed like a lot but I can’t even remember now how much it was. Garth didn’t hesitate for a minute in agreeing to pay the amount as quickly as possible. We were involved in many ward-building projects. He never hesitated to accept any calling or anything else he was asked to do. He attended the temple regularly and he kept the Sabbath Day holy. It never seemed to matter what others might do on the Sabbath but for him and his family we needed to keep it holy. He was also very supportive of me in any calling that I received. Family prayer was important to him. In his family, his father was not involved in family prayer for many years but his mother saw that the family always had family prayer and this example stayed with him. While serving in the Navy, he realized the importance of prayer and scripture reading. He didn’t talk about it much but his scriptures were worn when he returned. Garth enjoyed his mission. Since I received letters from him each week, I know that he loved the people and enjoyed serving the Lord.
Having Fun
Garth enjoyed having fun. He loved to hunt (mostly loved to hike) with his family. Each Fall he would get anxious to hike in the mountains and see the deer. I don’t really think he liked to kill the deer. He would take the family on an Easter hike each year up the hill in Brigham to the B. He also loved basketball, football, swimming and tennis. He even played a little church baseball. He always wanted to stay in shape and would run a little when he felt a need. He watched his weight and so he stayed thin during his lifetime. He had a keen sense of humor and was fun to have at a party. A good share of the time he was quiet so when his humor came out it would surprise some people. He was not rowdy but never hesitated to volunteer for a good game. He liked to play table tennis. I think he learned how to play in the Navy. He did not like to lose and he was good at playing with both hands so he would often play with his left hand until he got behind and then he would switch so he could win the game. He liked to win at board games also so we would have some strong completion going on. He was good at playing chess and tried to teach me the game. He was very much a family man and most of his activities were with his family. He loved to take us all camping and he enjoyed family reunions. He was very friendly and good to all of his nieces and nephews who remember him for this. I enjoyed camping because he was very helpful with the family.
Working in the Garden
Grandpa Braithwaite loved to work in his garden and was very good at it so I believe that Garth saw this and followed his example. When we purchased our property in Brigham City, we did so because of the space we had for a garden. We both loved the many fruit trees and berries but Garth loved to grow vegetable also. He was able to relax in the garden after working behind a desk all day. I would usually end up doing a good share of the irrigating but the kids helped and he would do it when he could. That was hard work in the heat of the summer. He loved our large lot and it kept him very busy. I was so busy in the house that I didn't have time to work with him. He tried to keep the kids busy doing some of the weeding but most of it was his job. We had a hard time carrying on after he was gone. I loved looking out the back door and seeing the beautiful yard in the spring.
Family History
Family History was very important to Garth. His mother had started him doing this at home and he was anxious to do the work after we were married. It never seemed that we had much time to work on it but we did make several trips to Salt Lake to the Genealogy Library. He encouraged me to work on mine and it was fun to have this love for genealogy in common. He served as President of the The Dearden Family Genealogy Group and worked hard to help on this line of my family. He worked with is own family to try and collect information.BIOGRAPHY: Biography of Garth Francis Braithwaite by his Mother
Garth Francis Braithwaite, the third child of Francis Herbert and Emeline Jenson Braithwaite, was born May 4, 1925, at Arco, Butte county, Idaho. The birth took place at the home of his Aunt and Uncle Josephine Jenson and John Courtleigh Toombs, on a ranch 9 miles south west of the city of Arco. No doctor was in attendance but a registered nurse, Mary B. Black, delivered the baby. He was born with the umbilical cord wrapped twice around his neck but his little arm was extended upward above his head. This saved him from being choked to death before and at the time of birth.
Jack Herbert, his older brother, was just past three years of age and Melva Dean; the sister was just past 14 months. Having been born prematurely, she was not yet walking.
When he was born, Garth weighed 8 lbs; was strong and healthy and grew and developed normally. Before he was old enough to walk he would crawl out of his trundle bed and slide to the floor as soon as he awoke in the morning rather than to wet the bed.
None of his energy waned as he grew and progressed. Before he began to walk alone he had a walker in which to get around. He would pick up the part in front and walk along carrying it and putting the rest on the 2 back casters or small wheels. This way the uneven boards on the porch or large pebbles on the walk did not interfere with his getting around.
At an early age he was ventures and seemed to like high places. We operated a grocery and general merchandise store across the highway from the railroad and train depot. A branch line from Blackfoot to Mackay, a distance of about 90 miles went thru Arco where there was a depot with a water tank near by to supply water for the steam engine on the train using this line. There were
A daily passenger train up the valley and return freight trains each day except Sunday. Beside the water tank near the depot was a windmill to pump water into the tank.
When Garth was about 14 months old he went across the highway to the windmill and climbed high up the ladder. His daddy found him high up on the ladder just a singing. Very much upset he brought Garth down, gave him a little spanking and threatened to spank harder if he went up again.
Not many days later when I could leave the store to go outside and check on the children, there Garth sat clear up on top of the water tank happy as a lark. Not being able to ascend the ladder myself, I kept trying to hold Garth's attention while I went a block away to get his father. Seeing Francis coming for him he began to slide down to drop off that high tank. Again I had to keep the child's attention while his daddy got to him. Garth's comment was when his father got to him, "Don't spank me Daddy, I didn't climb windmill; I climbed water tank."
Occasionally, all thru his childhood and youth Garth liked to climb as high as he could go up into tall trees. There he would swing back and forth singing or whistling. His father usually spoke of him as "the bird". When Garth was almost 5 years old we sold the store and moved into a home of our own within a half block of the LDS church house. Now there were 2 more sisters. They were Cleo and Mary Clevon. Garth was very fond of his little sisters. In fact he seemed to become more intimate with them than to the 2 children older than he. Many hours they spent together and he guarded them so closely I knew they were safe anywhere if he were with them.
Memories of Garth Francis Braithwaite
By his little sister, Valois B. Hartley
One the joys we had in our family was it sit around the kitchen table and listen to mother and dad tell stories of our childhood. I remember fun stories of Garth.
Our parents owned on the few grocery stores in the valley. This was one block north of Main Street next to where the freeway now runs. Across the street to the east were the railroad depot and the town water tank.
Mother was walking down the street with a friend and saw a child toddling down the street-without clothes. They remarked that they were glad that it wasn’t their child. Mother had left dad to baby-sit, but when he saw Garth was asleep he decided to go to town himself. Garth awakened and apparently discarded his wet diaper and clothes and went looking for his mother. She was quite embarrassed.
One day Garth wondered across the road to where the water tank was. Nearby was an old windmill and he decided to climb the steps. Mother and father rescued him and gave him a little spanking and threatened to spank him harder if he went up again. He was only about 14 months old. A few days later Garth decided to climb the huge water tank. The children were asked to care for him but hadn’t noticed. Mother found him sitting on top of the tank as happy as could be. Mother went to the front side of the tank while dad climbed the stairs. He caught him just as he was ready to jump. Garth’s remark was, “Don’t spank me daddy, I didn’t climb windmill; I climbed water tank”.
When Garth was about 3 years old our parents moved to a rental house one block south of town. Garth was sent to feed the chickens and took a large bucket (about 10 quarts) of grain. He planned to throw out to them by hand, but the chickens decided to help themselves to the grain in the bucket. Being so small, they backed him out of the yard while pecking the food from the bucket, across the road, down the sidewalk, still backing, and in front of the Boise Payette Lumber Co. before mother could come to rescue him. It was quite a sight for people to see.
One year grandpa and grandma decided to take a trip to Yellowstone National Park. This was just before Garth was to enter grade school, so they decided to take him. Grandpa was always a tease and told him he could ride the bears when he got there. During one night a bear stuck it’s nose into the tent. Garth decided this was the bear he was to ride, so he got out of bed and tried to catch it, but it ran away. Grandma insisted it was time to leave, but Garth was disappointed he didn’t get his ride.
Much like his grandfather, Garth was always fun loving and especially a big tease. Being his youngest sister, he took me with him a lot, often carrying me on his shoulders, and was always concerned about my welfare-even when he teased.
At night in the summer times all the neighborhood children would gather at our church house on the corner of the block from our home. We lived just two houses from the church. ON the front corner was a tall pole with a light, which lit all the surroundings. We would play games until way after dark. Garth was usually the leader. We’d play “Annie Aye Over”, “Rover, Rover, send somebody over”, and one night we played “Hide and Go Seek”, when I got so tired because nobody found me, I went home and when to bed. All the children and parents were looking for me.
We all learned to swim in the canal across the road from our grandparent’s house. Mother wouldn’t let us go swimming until the snow was off the mountains, which was about June 15th. Grandpa’s remark was always, “You can go swimming, but just don’t get your feet wet.” In the winter we would skate there on the frozen ice.
Garth was good at skiing. We didn’t have high mountain slopes nearby, but would take me to the foothills above Arco and the only time I remember being on skis was holding on behind Garth. Sometimes we would ski behind a car holding onto a rope. We did a lot of sledding this way too.
Garth was active in Boy Scouts. One year on Halloween, Clevon and I climbed up on the tall woodpile made of railroad ties to protect our “out house”. Garth, along with other Scouts, was trying to protect the neighborhood toilets from being pushed over-a normal prank. When we saw a group of boys coming, we started plastering them with rotten tomatoes. They turned out to be the Boy Scouts.
Garth was quite a hunter, fisherman and outdoorsman. He loved birds. He brought a magpie home because he had heard that you could cut under their tongues and get them to talk. This he did and we were thrilled as the bird learned to say words.
He and Jack built a lean-to wire cage against the garage and raised pigeons. They would tie messages to their legs and would send them home as “carrier pigeons”.
Our valley was over-run by jackrabbits and when O.T. Jones (later our Mayor) moved to Arco, he would buy rabbit skins for a company. This gave young men a chance to make money - 10 cents each. I can remember Garth taking me to help hold the rabbits while he skinned the, and to carry the rabbits or the pelts.
While we were growing up our parents were asked to be the church custodians, since we lived so near the church. This didn’t make us rich on $10 to $15 per month, but our church was our 2nd home. We cleaned the floors with push brooms, dusted the furniture and benches, partitioned the curtains which were pulled back on cross-wires for the main meetings, planted and watered the flowers (one of my main jobs). Dad and the boys would mow the big lawn with push mowers. Garth and Jack would stoke the furnace with a slack coal, getting up especially early Sunday mornings. It was a big week when the men helped to frame and prepare the sidewalk for the church. All these things held us close to the church and made us love it more.
While I was home Garth did a lot of the wood chopping out in the alley behind our home. One day a splinter hit him by the eye causing a lot of blood and a scar, but his eye was not hurt for which we were thankful.
One of Garth’s best friends was Don Duke who lived in the block east of our home. For years when chores were done and dinner was over, one or the other would go outside and they had a special vocal signal to let one another know it was time to play. Garth got into trouble with Principle Teuscher one time for using it to call his friend in the hall at school.
I remember Garth going with dad up behind the mountain on the Howe side to put out a forest fire. They came back pretty black. The local people were the fire fighters and were often called to put out fires.
Garth had a good singing voice and san with choirs and especially the ones that mother directed in the Ward and Stake. In fact, we all did. One day he asked me to play in church if he would sing a solo. I was too afraid and he decided to not do it. I’ve always regretted this.
Our parents purchased a 2-room house with a large lot across the alley from our home. This we called the “Weaner House”, I guess because those who slept there soon left home. Our home was not large, so we used this for extra bedrooms. The land supplied up with a huge garden sufficient to feed the growing family and sell extra produce to stores and people. We all worked there. It was here that Garth learned to play the trombone while in school. I can still smell the oil he would use to lubricate it. Much of his practicing was done at the Weaner House to keep from hitting something or someone. Maybe it was easier on ears, but he was very good when he learned.
At this time Garth loved hats, some pretty old and smelly. I especially remember one tall gray felt hat, which he seldom took off. He would put it on the bedpost for the night, but it was so much of him that often he forgot to take it off.
He purchased a radio. At that time we had no electricity in the Weaner House. I recall it was a neat brown wooden radio, which was adapted with batteries. All the neighborhood children like to hear it because only a few teenagers had radios. We sang the “Ten Top Tunes” to the radio and at night would listen to a scary program called “Intersanctom” which always started with the sound of door hinges squeaking when the evil-doer entered. The dancing light from our winter pot-bellied stove seemed to make it all the more eerie. Then Garth would creep in and try to scare us.
Garth was a good worker. He would help grandpa on the farm a lot as did Jack and many of the grandchildren. He worked in a grocery store on Main Street and would often bring me candy. I especially remember the “Dumb Bells” which were all-day suckers on each end of the stick. He worked in the cheese factory and often brought cheese home. He later did construction work on homes.
Garth played all kinds of sports - softball, football, and especially basketball. I’ll never forget the year he was Captain of the Basketball team. The school tournament was held in Arco at the (lava rock) City Hall on Main street. This building was used for mot sports, town dances, rallies, roller-skating rink, etc. His team and Salmon High were tied in the finals of the tournament after a week of competition. Mom didn’t seem to want to pay for me to go. Garth said he wanted me to see him play and he would pay for my ticket. It was the most thrilling game I ever attended. In the last minute of the game, Garth threw the ball from the center of the floor and mad a basket, which tied both teams. The game was played overtime. Salmon won the tournament - but Garth’s basket made him a hero.
Garth was loved by everyone. He was (in my opinion and many of my friends) the most handsome boy in town and I was so proud of him. He was also a favorite of Grandma Braithwaite. He was in the service when she died and she wanted so to live until he could come home from the war, but she didn’t quite make it.
When World War II began, Garth was a senior in high school. He had sufficient credits to graduate, so at mid-year it was either be called into the service or join. He and his friend, Chick Jones (the Mayor’s son) joined the same day. Mother felt it best that her sons join the Navy rather than have hand-to-hand combat in the Army. Both served in the Navy.
When he had been a short time in the service Garth informed mother that he would have to do as the other worldly men did to survive. This letter devastated mother. His next letter came saying he, “a Mormon”, had been taught different, and he just couldn’t to it. For this he was always respected. He also learned to treasure his good sisters after hearing other service men talk of the bad lives their sisters were living.
Garth was stationed on Guam for a time. Before coming home he saw Japan and Hawaii.
One Saturday we received a letter stating that he was in charge of the guns on his ship at sea when a ‘Japanese Zero’ attached their ship. His guns shot it down. He had his men plug their ears, but he only had time to plug one ear. The noise blew the stapes bone in his other ear causing deafness, which he had repaired several years later. That night Clevon and I went to the movies, which was a regular weekly favorite since shows played in our small town only Saturday and Sunday. Preceding the shows, cartoons were always shown; Bugs Bunny, Donald Duck, Mickey Mouse, and others; followed by war news with commentator Lowell Thomas. That night we witnessed the Japanese Zero being destroyed.
Always in our front window of our homes were displayed flags with stars representing how many sons or daughters were serving their country. We were so proud of those two stars.
After the war Garth was called to serve his mission in Wyoming. His was the closest mission to our home. At the same time Jack served in the Johannesburg South Africa Mission, half way around the world, which was about as far as one could go.
Upon returning home Garth completed his courtship with his sweetheart, Naoma Warner. They were married in the Logan Temple. I walked the temple grounds while they were being married. Leonard and I later chose to be married in the same temple.
I am so grateful for his choice of marriage and that he was blessed with nine lovely children.
The last time I saw Garth he had requested that we have a family reunion - because we didn’t know how much longer our aging parents would be with us. We said our good-byes in front of his home after the reunion. He had always called me “Little Sister”, and as he hugged and kissed me goodbye - the last words he spoke were, “Goodbye, Little Sister”.Garth completed his courtship with his sweetheart, Naoma Warner. They were married in the Logan Temple. I walked the temple grounds while they were being married. Leonard and I later chose to be married in the same temple.
I am so grateful for his choice of marriage and that he was blessed with nine lovely children.
The last time I saw Garth he had requested that we have a family reunion - because we didn’t know how much longer our aging parents would be with us. We said our good-byes in front of his home after the reunion. He had always called me “Little Sister”, and as he hugged and kissed me goodbye - the last words he spoke were, “Goodbye, Little Sister”.BIOGRAPHY: Letter from Clevon (about Garth)
Here are some memories of Garth as I remember them. I hope I haven't been far off in my recalling. Garth and I did a number of things together and I recall some about him personally.
When Valois was little, she slept in a crib behind the kitchen door. Mother and Father slept in the living room (we called the front room). Jack and Garth slept in one bed while Melva Dean, Cleo and I slept in another in our only bedroom. Soon Valois and Melva Dean slept in one end while Cleo and I slept in the other end of our bed. I envied Jack and Garth because they had a blanket that was long enough to sleep on and it came around their feet and up to their chins. Oh, in the winter we all took heated flat irons or hot bottles of water to bed to keep our feet warm.
Our home wasn't very big. It had only three rooms, a big closet and two room-sized porches. Cleo and I slept on the front porch in the summer, as we grew a little older. Our back porch was closed in half way up then screen to the roof. Jack ad Garth slept out there, along with the washing machine (wringer type), tubs that hung below the screens and other necessities that belonged to a household of eight.
In the winter the boys moved into the kitchen while the girls moved into the bedroom. We never owned a carpet or a couch until we left home. There was an organ and pot bellied stove in the living room. Clothes were stiff off the line and dried on the backs of chairs around the stove. I forgot to mention that the one and only bedroom had a chiffonier (high chest of drawers with a mirror on top).
Garth used to go rabbit hunting. Mother didn't like him to go alone. Sometimes he went with friends and sometimes myself accompanied him. When he or Jack got cottontail rabbits we had rabbit pie. Once when Garth was skinning, while we were hunting, the rabbit cried and I never forgot that. Another time when we didn't get home on time from hunting (we didn't own a watch) we were late; so mother sent us to the dirt cellar that housed our fruit, potatoes, and carrots that were in sand. We dug our way out. She sent us right back to the cellar and as I recall we didn't get any supper.
Even though Jack won a gun from John O’Connell’s Sport Shop for bringing in the most Magpie eggs or head (I think), Garth had gotten a lot also.
As you know when we were young we didn't have much money due to the depression. That's one reason we hunted and fished. Garth had been hunting ducks and while he was cleaning one he noticed it was full of worms, that fixed it for me and I have never eaten one since.
Now about fishing; Daddy gave Garth hooks and leader, line and sinkers. We went to the river fishing west of Arco. Garth chose a good willow for a pole. In those days the fish were quite plentiful. Most of our fish were rainbow trout.
Below the Mackay reservoir and dam; water was released into a canal that came 30 miles south of Arco and beyond. Grandpa William Francis Braithwaite had head gates to hold the canal water back for his garden and for his fields of crops from the river. The Mackay Dam released and supplied water for the Lost River Valley farmers and ditches for our gardens until I left home. In the winter the canal would freeze over and we went ice-skating.
We used to go swimming in the canal by Grandpa's and Aunt Jenny's. All of us learned to swim in the canal except Cleo; and she never did.
When we got a little older we went to the river to swim in the deep holes. I remember one big hole where Garth, friends and I went swimming. It was in early summer when the water was higher. Garth dived out into the water just fine. When I did I didn't dive out far enough. The bank caved in since we had been there the year earlier. I scraped both my knees, however we didn't go right home but enjoyed our swim.
Garth always wore a hat. One time while we were swimming at Box Canyon south of Arco he dove from a rock, first into the deep hole with his hat still on. We laughed at that. At least it was retrieved. I often wondered if he went bald early because he always wore his hat (just joking). Our cousin Carl, by marriage, and his wife were with us. She wasn't used to swimming and kept going under. Since I was the closest to her, I pulled her to the bank. I have one more thought about swimming. We didn't have regular swimming suits when we were younger. Melva Dean and I wore cut off bib overalls and I believe the boys wore cut off pants.
Jack didn't do much with us as we were growing up or I don't remember because I was 6 years younger. I do know he was working for Uncle Hillard and others to earn money to help support the family. We all worked for others.
My Father was sick a lot. I don't recall all of his problems; but I do remember kidney stones, appendicitis, hemorrhoids, and sinus (so bad that he didn't know where we were once). He had skin cancer on his ears from years of WPA and working as a section crewman for the railroad. His ears would freeze in the winter and sunburn in the summer. Once my mother commented, "I wish they would fill him up with sawdust and send him home." He also got cancer below his lip that had to be checked for 5 years.
Mother had rheumatic fever when she was a young girl thinning beets with her father. She felt ill so he sent her to the house. She did not know until much later what the name of the disease was. I hardly ever remember Mother being ill when I was young. Most of her later illness stemmed from that fever the doctor told her about -- except her cancer.
Back to Garth again. Our neighbor was a trapper (Bill Barnes). He had a big yard where he had a badger and coyote in pens. I remember Garth would go out on our front porch and howl like the coyote. Once when he was in high school, he came out of the boy's lavatory and he howled. Of course the Superintendent, Mr. Teuscher, said, "No more!!” Later another howl was heard and Garth was sent home from school. Mother was teaching school at the time so Mr. Teuscher let her know what Garth had done. Garth was supposed to apologize for howling the second time. He hadn't done it. Finally, Arlin Barnes admitted to the second howl (which he had done but I believe Garth had instigated it). Mr. Teuscher apologized to Garth and had him come back to school. He said, "Why didn't you tell me you hadn't howled the second time?" Garth's reply was "You didn't ask me." It also happened that there was a basketball that night. Garth was captain of the ball team and they wouldn't play without him. Our brother, Garth was rather mischievous.
During World War II both Jack and Garth joined the Navy. Jack was shipped to the Atlantic and Garth to the Pacific. Garth was stationed in California. He and a group of LDS got together and sang. Later, his buddies got shipped out and he didn't. He felt badly. Their ship was sunk and they were lost. The Lord must have had a hand in this.
While Garth was aboard ship he drank some coffee because the water was bad. He felt guilty so he wrote home and told Mother and Father. Then he decided to improve his handwriting (which wasn't good in school) and to read the Book of Mormon. Mother showed a letter Garth had written to the Superintendent. His comment was "Garth never did that type of writing in school for me." Later when the war was over; Mr. Teuscher was the Sunday School Superintendent and asked Garth to be his counselor.
Garth, as you know, was a gunner aboard ship during the war. Japanese suicide planes attacked them. You can picture in your mind his position. At one time when a ship had been hit, some sailors had to be picked up. As a sailor was helped by Garth, he told Garth how he had respected Garth and the example he had set. If I remember, this sailor was LDS but not living as he should.
I do wish we had all of Garth's letters and Jack's also.
PS: Clevon called me on the telephone and ask me to add to this biography about Garth. She said he had two pigeon named Skeeter and Luellion. They would sit on his shoulder and go with him wherever he would take them. They would go to school with him and perch under the eves of the schoolhouse while he was in school. Then when he came out they would fly down and perch on his shoulders and go everywhere with him. NaomaBIOGRAPHY: Memories of Garth
by Melva Dean English
I remember when Garth was born, Uncle Courtleigh dashed to town to get the midwife, I remember mother kept a picture of a man dashing to get the doctor.
When Garth was about 12 years old he and jack got some pigeons from around the water tank and took them home to raise them. They kept them in some orange crates.
Jack's was snow white. It would follow him to school and fly around at recess and then when Jack went in, it would fly home. Garth had a blue one and a red one. He would put one on each shoulder. He would walk all over the back yard and other places with the pigeons on his shoulders. About this same age Garth would love to go around holding in his stomach. He would hold it in so tight that his belly button looked like it was on his backbone. His ribs would poke out and no body else in the neighborhood could do that. I remember that I would try and try because I felt that if he could do it I could but I never could. Jack tried hard to do it also but none of us could do it.
Jack and Garth were different in the way that they would tease. Jack's jokes to me were not funny. Apparently they were English jokes. He also put angleworms down my neck one time and thought that was funny. I didn't, it made me very ill. When Garth made jokes his was always funny. He liked to cut up and just do funny things. I liked his sense of humor much better, I guess because I was much more his type.
When Mother would send him in a room to find something, he would tell him exactly what to find and where it was. He would come back and say it wasn't there. So mother would send me and I would find it right where she said it was. Sometimes it would be a few inches away from where she said it would be and I would look around a little but Garth would not look around. If he couldn't see it, it wasn't there.
Garth didn't go to dances much before he went into the Navy. I remember going when I was 15 or 16 but I don't remember him going much.
We went to the canal to swim. The boys would go to the river where there was a swimming hole. Lynn and Arlin Barnes were his best friends. Games to play were kick the can, Mother may I etc.
When we were going to school we would sometimes take our lunch but a lot of the time we would come home for lunch because it was only two blocks from the school. Monday was washday so we would come home for dinner. We would have backed potatoes and boiled white beans. I thought there was nothing better than Monday dinners. We always had our big meal at noon and then bread and milk and fruit at night.
When we were around 12 years old we would have family home evening once in awhile. In fact we would go in streaks where we would have it quite often. Mother would read books to us and then we would have a treat. If it happened to be on Saturday night, we would have baths first and then the bread would be baking while mother was reading to us and then we would have the hot crust off the bread for dessert. Sometimes the family home night would be during the week. Mother would read a book to us. One of these books I remember was called "Laddie" it was my favorite book. She also read "They Also Served".
We used to put raw potato slices on top of the stove for a treat. This was something that Grandmother Braithwaite taught us and Dad would do it and taught us to do it. My dad was disappointed when we got the electric stove because he couldn't do that anymore.
We had orange crates in which we kept our food cold. Mother would drape them with wet gunnysacks or flannel and put them outside. A gallon can of water would be on top of the crates with the material strips hanging down the side and the water would drip from the material to the gunnysacks and keep the milk inside cool. We had a cow when I was 16 and we had plenty of milk. We had a small garden in back. Mother made $10.00 a month as janitor at the church and she saved the money until she would purchase a little house across the alley in back. After that we had a big lot for a garden. Mother did all the gardening when we had the little lot but when we had the big lot, Dad took over and became a very good gardener.
In 1942 I lived in Los Angles with Uncle Bill. At that time mother worked in the city office as the city clerk. Mother taught school before she was married and again when Jack was a baby (this was when she taught in Baker, Nevada) then she taught again after World War 11 started. Garth was a good student in school. He was good in athletics and had good penmanship.
When Garth was up at Treasure Island in Calif. I lived in Los Angles and would write and ask him to come and visit with me when he had time off. I coaxed and coaxed until he gave in and came one day. I lived in a boarding house with 2 rooms for boarders. The landlady was LDS so we had LDS young people who lived on the block who ate with us. Garth came on a Monday when we had family home evening. He stayed and had family home evening with us. He said later that he didn't want to come and visit because he had a terrible picture in his mind of boarding houses but after coming and visiting with the good young LDS people that night, he changed his mind. He went overseas not long after that.
We would bottle any kind of fruit or vegetables that we could get our hands on in Arco. There was a banker in town that had apple trees and he would let us come up and pick up all the apples that dropped on the ground and didn't charge us for them. They were usually wormy. We made a lot of applesauce. Grandmother Braithwaite had a large garden across the cannel, which was across the street from where their house was. She had peas, currents, raspberries, rhubarb, and strawberries. I don't remember what else. We could have all the rhubarb we wanted. We could have gooseberries and currants.
We lived close to the church. On Sunday morning mother would have to leave early because she was the chorister for Sunday School and Sacrament Meeting. She led the music in the Stake also and sang in all the ward and stake chores. She was also in trios and quartets so she exposed the family to a lot of this. All of us ended up singing in chores and other events. She always had to be there early for as long as I could remember. She was also Relief Society President or taught a class most of her life. We would wait until we would hear the Baptist church bell ring at 5 minutes to 10:00 and then we would have to run to make it on time. Sacrament meeting was held at 7:30 PM in the evening and Mutual was always on Tuesday night. Jack, Garth and I took a genealogy class and after we completed it, the class was able to take a trip to Ogden and stay with members of a ward who had stayed with us while they came on a trip to Arco and the Craters of the Moon. We went to the temple in Salt Lake and did baptisms for the dead and also we went to Lagoon. We went in the back of a farm truck, which was covered over like a covered wagon. Mother went as a chaperon along with other adults.
Garth loved to go hunting but he didn't like to shoot the deer. He loved to be out watching the deer. Jack and Dad liked to shoot deer and also fish. Garth went along but never really liked the fishing.Death was caused from a motorcycle accident. Garth was riding the bike
alone on a less traveled rode between Brigham City and the Bird Refuge
just west of Brigham City and crashed while turning a corner. Apparently
hit some gravel and the bike went out of control. He died in the
ambulance on the way to the hospital.
R. Hillard Braithwaite Notes:
Copies of supporting documentary evidence in possession of
R. Hillard BRAITHWAITE, 3869 Quincy, Ogden, UT 84403
Occupation was farmer and bee keeper.
Have birth, death, & marriage cert. Baptism - Manti So Wd
Rec F 026133. Endowment and sealing to wife found in MT Lvg
End F 170485.BIOGRAPHY: The Homestead Act was a United States Federal law that gave an applicant freehold title to 160-640 acres (1/4-1 section or about 65-259 hectares) of undeveloped land outside of the original 13 colonies. This is why the Braithwaite left Manti, Utah area to find more land.
He was a farmer, beeman, stockman, dairyman.
County commissioner, School Board Member, Couselor in Arco Ward Bishopic
Robert and William Francis Braithwaite (brothers) and their families moved to Arco, Idaho in 1914 to homestead. Robert and David Braithwaite were hometeachers for William Francis Braithwaite's family.BIOGRAPHY: Life History of William Francis Braithwaite
(Written by: Unknown)
William Francis Braithwaite as born in a one-room adobe house in Manti, Sanpete County, Utah the first of October 1868, the eldest child of William and Elizabeth Francis Braithwaite. There were eight brothers and five sisters making a total of 15 children. They were James Askew, born 2 Feb 1870 (should be 2 Sep 1870) and died a child 2 October 1871. John Samuel was born 5 Mar 1872, who also died as a child 19 Mar 1872. George Kendall was born 19 Aug 1873 and died 12 Oct 1874. Rose Hannah born 15 Mar 1875, Robert Francis born 26 Sep 1876, Roland (Rowland) born 13 Dec 1878 (should be 19 Dec 1878) and died as a child 15 Jun 1889, Charles born 29 Sep 1880 and died as a child 5 Nov 1883, Frank born 17 Dec 1884, Kate Muril born 16 Jul 1886. The last children were twins, Mary and Martha, born 4 Dec 1890.
About the time he was six years old the family moved across the street into a little two-room house on the north side of the street. When ‘Will’, as they called him, was six years old he went to Elizabeth Castro’s school. School had been in session about six weeks when Will got hurt. There was a pile of 2x4’s piled up on wick-up (teepee) fashion to dry and he was playing inside of it when it fell down with him inside of it. Two men, John Wilcox and Gordon Kalhoon were working on the house. They jumped down and lifted the lumber up and his mother pulled him out and carried him into bed. He was so badly injured he had to lie in bed for a year and a half. The doctor said his back was broken. He was on crutches about a year later when the wind blew him over when he was crossing the street. Then back to bed where he stayed another six months. When he recovered he went to Mrs. Jeff’s school, which was two blocks west of his home. She taught him a little while there and he left that school and went up to Lome Pete Madsen’s school. For some reason he was expelled from here and he went to Old Man (George) Scott’s school for the rest of the winter, two terms, which cost $1.50 a term of six weeks.
At ‘the Warm Springs’, two miles south of Manti, he and Waldo Peacock were baptized on the 6th of September 1877. There was a house built on the slope with two rooms in it. One of the boys to dress in and one for the girls. Confirmed on same day by J.H. Woodskow.
In the fall of that year he went to Sally Parson’s school. In his 10th year he went to John Bench’s school. He didn’t stay long because he was larger than the rest of the children. He had one book to read, on spelling book and one slate.
When Will wasn’t in school he helped his father who ran a nursery and garden. He learned to bud trees (grafting of buds onto trees) and became quite proficient at it. They raised onions and shipped them to California. He also helped his mother with the house and children. She was a large woman and had her babies quite close together. His father had lost his leg before Will was born and he worked with his father to help support the family.
When he was about ten years old Will and his cousin, Dose (Joseph) went down by the river to play and discovered a skunk going into a hole in the bank of the river. They got some sticks and dug into it. The stink got worse and worse until they couldn’t smell it any more. The boys kept on digging until they found a nest with five baby skunks in it. They each took some skunks and put them in their hats and went for home to get a knife to cut the stink bags out so they could have them for pets. Dose walked into his house and asked his mother for a case knife to do the job but she told him to get out of the hose because he stunk so badly. The boys decided to get a piece of glass to do the job. They couldn’t find any stink bag, but they were one big stink. Their mothers made them bury their clothes and bath outside in a tub before they would let them come in the house.
During his early manhood he bought a ten-acre farm west of Manti, which he used to help support, his father’s family. When he was about 14 or 15 he started working around the Manti Temple uncovering rocks. He also worked in the quarry. Will helped clean off the rocks to get them ready to cut for the temple. The size of the rocks were measured. Then small holes were drilled twelve to eighteen inches apart. Wedges were driven into the holes. Then they would tap the wedges to crack the rocks to size.
Several years later Will, with Raymond Buchanan, his brother-in-law, built limekilns in Dodges Canyon and Maple Canyon. The wood was handy but they had to haul the rock a long way across the valley. They abandoned these two sites and built another kiln in the mouth of the creek east of Manti. This was a big kiln that would handle four hundred bushel at a time. They made good lime and sold it for forty cents a bushel. They guaranteed their lime and offered to replace any slack found in it. They never had to replace any of the lime.
When he was seventeen he started herding sheep for Apostle John Taylor. He herded them in the mountains above Manti in the summer and in Castle Valley in the winter.
During the summer of 1892 he farmed the farm of Caroline Nelson, a widow, where he met her lovely daughter, Mary Christina Nelson. They were married in the Manti Temple 21 July 1892. In the spring of 1893 they bought a quarter of a block in the west part of town. The property had a two-room adobe house on it in which they lived. About four years later they built a three-room adobe house. In these homes six children were born: Olive N., William Irvin who died as a child, Francis Herbert, Rella May who also died as a child, Jennie Elfreda and Eldred Luzon.
Will continued his sheep herding in the winters. He herded on the west desert until 1905 when he bought a farm in Sterling about six miles south of Manti. Here two more children, Robert Hillard and Rose Elda were born. He farmed and raised cattle. Here he was also water master for three years. He allocated which part of the ditch each one would clean as well as taking care of their irrigation water. The farm was not a good one so in 1913 he began to look for a place to move to He first went down to Delta looking for a place but he didn’t like the looks of the country. He next went up into Idaho around Nampa and Weiser, but the land was quite expensive.
His brother, Robert, had worked in the Lost River Valley in Idaho so he suggested he look around there. He went to Arco, Idaho and bought 160 acres; part farm and part hill land, part river bottom, from Mrs. Frances Johnson. It was part of the old Antone Voss place.
In the spring of 1914 the family moved to Arco, Idaho. He and Eldred came with the immigrant car of the train, bringing their bees, cattle, hogs, chickens, furniture, machinery, etc. When they got to Pocatello a trainman thought he was hiding something in the car and opened the door with a crash. When the bees came out he slammed the door shut and ran. Will rode in the caboose of the train and Eldred in the car with the possessions. Francis, the eldest son, and John Bartholomew, a brother-in-law, drove two wagons with some farm machinery and feed for the horses from Manti, Utah, to Arco, Idaho, a distance of 450 miles. It took them three weeks. The remainder of the family came by passenger train.
They lived in a house above the canal. The house was part stockade and part frame. The Braithwaites lived in the frame side and the family of Henry Curtis lived in the stockade part. The 1915 a stockade type log house was built about the quarter of a mile north of the home they had been living in. The family lived in this home for many years.
Uncle Robert F. Braithwaite, Charles Braithwaite and John Bartholomew moved up from Manti, but only Rob and Will stayed to raise their families there.
In 1914 he also homesteaded 320 acres about 15 miles south of Arco but he let it go back and took up land in the Arco Pass instead. He took up 160 acres and raised grain up there as well as on the home place. When the drought struck in the country he let it go for taxes. A lot more of the places in the valley went for taxes.
The home farm was good land and they raised cattle, hogs and grain and prospered. They also had many stands of bees. All this made them a good living through the years.
On the 14th of February in 1923 he was called to be Second Counselor to Bishop John A. Johnson in the Arco Ward. Oscar Terry was First Counselor. On the 23rd of October 1927 he was sustained First Counselor with Emery T. Mitton as Second Counselor. Bishop Johnson was released in July of 1931 and Ira W. Boyer Sr. was made Bishop. He was sustained as First Counselor to Bishop Boyer, with Angus W. Barnes as Second Counselor. He was released from the Bishopric on October 25, 1936 after serving 13 years, 8 months, 21 days.
In 1928 William F. was elected County Commissioner of Butte County and served in the capacity until 1932. During this period he was also on the school board with William Mathews and Rudy Koontz. They took care of the school needs for several years.
While working in the field with Francis cleaning ditches the 2nd of July 1936, he had the misfortune of breaking his leg at the ankle. As he grew older it gave him a great deal of pain as arthritis developed in it.
When the World War II was on he bought $50 War Bonds for each of his children and $25 War Bonds for their mates and his grandchildren. He spent much time and effort promoting the bonds and helping with the war effort.
In 1944 he sold his farm to his nephew Anton L. Braithwaite. Alton traded his house on the south highway as part of the deal. He (Will) and his wife moved there along with Carma and Marvin, grandchildren who had been living with them at the time.
On 12 June 1945 his wife, Mary, a companion of 53 years, passed away at their home. Elda, mother of Carma and Marvin, was working in Texas at the time, but quit her job and came home to keep house for her children and father.
After the death of his wife, he spent many hours raising a big garden, which he shared with many people. He loved to visit and take the fresh vegetables to his friends and neighbors. He also liked to play checkers and was very good at it. Very few people could beat his skill at the game. Uncle Will, as he was called affectionately by all who knew him, liked to sing and dance. He remembered many songs from his youth and could always be depended upon to add humor to any program in the ward or community.
He had a great sense of humor and dearly loved to play jokes on his grandchildren. All of them were thoroughly indoctrinated in snipe hunts and the like. He went to Mutual dances and taught his granddaughters to dance. They enjoyed him very much. He liked to fish and hunt and enjoyed cooking over a camp fire. He was quite skilled in the art, no doubt from his shepherding days on the Manti desert.
He enjoyed good health through his later years. Although his eyesight became bad, he could still beat anyone at checkers. He died 27 Dec 1959 in Arco, Idaho, at the home of his daughter, Jennie, of a blood clot which moved up his leg and hit his heart. He was 91 years young and left many family and friends to morn his passing. He was buried three days later in the cemetery family plot in Arco, Idaho. He liked to fish and hunt and enjoyed cooking over a camp fire. He was quite skilled in the art, no doubt from his shepherding days on the Manti desert.
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DEATH: William Francis Braithwaite, one of Butte County’s oldest citizens, passed away at the home of his daughter, Mrs. D.B. Sedgwick, of Arco, Idaho, on December 27, 1959, at the age of 91. He had been ill four weeks.
He was born October 1, 1868, at Manti, Utah, the oldest son of William and Elizabeth Francis Braithwaite. He was the oldest of 21 children. He was married to Mary C. Nelson July 21, 1892 in the Manti LDS Temple. To this union was born 8 children, three of whom preceded him in death. Mrs. Braithwaite passed away June 12, 1945. They had been married 53 years at the time.
Mr. Braithwaite is survived by five sisters and two brothers and the following sons and daughters: Francis, Hillard, Mrs. D.B. Sedgwick (Jennie) and Mrs. Elda Stearns. All of Arco, and Eldred, of Moore, Idaho. He also raised the following grandchildren: Mrs. Elaine Peterson Mann, Bountiful, Utah, Marvin Stearns, and Mrs. Carma Stearns Barnes of Boise, Idaho. Also surviving are 25 grandchildren, 39 Great grandchildren and hosts of nieces and nephews.
He was a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, being active in church duties all his life. He served as counselor with two different Bishops of the Arco wards: John A. Johnson and L.W. Boyer, Sr. He was a ordained High Priest of the Lost River Stake at the time of death. He was also active in civic affairs, having been County Commissioner of Butte County and a member of the Arco School board for several terms.
Mr. Braithwaite was associated in his younger life with his father in the nursery business and also in the bee business at Manti, Utah. He ad his father took the first bees into Ferron, Utah. After moving to Arco in May 1914, he continued in the bee business and also in farming and stock raising. He was one of several who had farms in the Arco Pass. He sold his business and farm in 1944, when he and Mrs. Braithwaite move to a home in Arco. It was here that his wife passed away just a year later. Since then his daughter, Mrs. Elda Stearns has been living with him.
Two of his children, Mrs. Jennie Sedgwick and Eldred Braithwaite filled missions for the LDS Church, as did 6 of his grandchildren. Jack and Garth Braithwaite, Vonda Sedgwick, Marvin Stearns, David Braithwaite, and Jon Braithwaite. The last three are still in the mission fields.
Mr. Braithwaite was very talented in song, jokes and the like. “Uncle Will” as he was fondly called by all who knew him, enjoyed being asked to participate on programs and was often called to take part at special parties and events. Hosts of friends will sorely miss him.
Funeral services will be held Wednesday, December 30, at I p.m. in the Arco LDS Ward Chapel. Bishop C. Brooks Buxton will officiate. Interment will be at Hillcrest Cemetery.
The immediate family of Mr. Braithwaite will greet friends at the Marvel Funeral home from 7 to 9 p.m. Tuesday evening.
Name spelled Nielsen in some records
BIOGRAPHY: Life History of Mary Christina Nelson Braithwaite
(Wife of William Francis Braithwaite)
Mary Christina was third child in a family of ten. Her father, Fritz Emanuel Nelson immigrated to Utah from Denmark at an early age with his father and stepmother. Her mother, Caroline Domgaard, was also an immigrant from Denmark, coming here at the age of six. Bishop Morley married her parents in Manti, Utah in April 1863. To this union were born Fritz Emanuel Jr., Caroline Elizabeth, Mary Christina, Annie Margaret, Alice Victoria, Charles Christian, Ethel Elfreda, Ida Maria, Edwin Alvin and Laurence Niels.
Mary was born in a two-room adobe house located in the southeast part of Manti, Utah. When she was about 6 years old they bought a place in the southwest part of town where she lived until she was married.
On the seventh of November 178 she was baptized in the Lowry Hot Springs south of Manti by Hans Denison and was confirmed the same day by James Crawford.
Mary came from a Old World Danish family and learned early to work hard milking cows, tending garden, chickens, pigs and the like. She learned to till the soil and do other forms of work.
When she was 14 years old she went to Salt Lake City, Utah where she worked in a home for about 6 months to help support her family. She was called home when her father became ill. Her father died the 23 Feb 1886 and after his death she returned to Salt Lake City and worked for a time.
Mary became reacquainted with William F. Braithwaite while he was working her mother’s place doing farm work. They were married in the Manti Temple on 21 July 1892. They went to live in a one-room house belonging to Will’s father until the spring of 1893 when they bought a two-room adobe house. Four years later they built a three-room adobe house on the some lot. It was here that six of their children were born. Olive, born 13 Feb 1893 and William Irvin, born 11 Feb 1895. In May of 1896 he contacted brain fever and died on the 19th. He was 15 months old at the time. A second son, Francis Herbert was born 6 Mar 1897. Rella Mary was born 23 May 1900. She contacted diphtheria and died 13 Apr 1903. Their third daughter Jennie Elfreda was born 19 Mar 1903. In the spring of 1905 they bought a farm and moved to Sterling, Utah, a small community south of Manti about six miles away. In the fall of the year they moved back to Manti where their third son Eldred Luzon was born on 24 Dec 1905. In the spring of 1906 they moved back to Sterling permanently. Robert Hillard was born 26 Dec 1907 and Rose Elda was born on 16 Sep 1909.
Mary took care of the children, milked cows, tended chickens, pigs and so forth while her husband herded sheep on the desert southwest of Manti. In this way they got enough money ahead to buy the farm at Sterling.
In the spring of 1914 she moved with her family to Arco, Idaho in the Lost River Valley. Her husband and Eldred came on the train in an immigrant car with the furniture, farm machinery and cows, pigs, chickens and bees. Francis and his uncle, John Bartholomew drove two teams and wagons with feed and some machinery from Manti to Arco, Idaho, a distance of 450 miles. Hillard and Elda came with their mother on the passenger train. They arrived in Arco on the 28 Apr 1914 and lived the first summer in an old log house above the Arco canal that belonged to the Francis Johnson property. They shared the house with the Henry Curtis family while they built a stockade type house about one half mile north of the town of Arco. They moved into it when it was finished and raised their family there.
During the flu epidemic of 1918, Olive N. the oldest daughter came to stay with them while she waited the arrival of her second child. She contracted the disease and died, along with her newborn baby, leaving a tiny 2-year-old daughter, Olive Elaine. Mary took the baby to her heart and raised her as her own. During this same time Will’s mother also died at their home. She had been visiting from Manti. Elaine lived with them until she married Dale Man in 1937.
When their youngest daughter Elda was divorced, they also took her children Carma and Marvin Stearns into their home and helped raise them.
Her family meant everything to her and she spent a lifetime taking care of them and working hard in their behalf. She kept things going at home so her husband would have free time to work in the Church and Community Affairs. She liked to work in the fields and the thrashing crew delighted in working on the stacks of grain she stacked. They said no one could do it better than she.
She made butter and cheese for sale and home us, sold eggs and was thrifty in many ways. Mary loved to cook and every Sunday had some one in her home for dinner. She liked neighbors. She would fry potatoes on top of the stove for children and grandchildren. How they would love to watch them cook so they could eat them at the right moment of crispness.
There was an old Indian from Fort Hall by the name of Johnnie Walker who would stop at her home each year on his way to the Salmon River to catch and dry fish. She would always give him a can of honey to eat while he was up there and on his way home she would give him beeswax to use when he made gloves from deer hides. He gave her beaded gloves. She would tease the grandchildren and tell them she’d give them to Johnnie Walker if they weren’t good. Sometimes the kids believed her. He came by for a good many years for his honey and beeswax.
During the depression years in the 1930’s she would gather wool from the fences when the sheep herds would rub by them. She would cord it into bats to make quilt tops and quilted them. She taught her whole family, including her husband, to quilt on them. In later years she used to spend the winters piecing and making quilts.
She was a visiting teacher in the Relief Society for many years and enjoyed it very much. She never learned to drive a car so she always went with someone who could drive. Mary was a true good neighbor. She was always there with food and helped anyone sick or in mourning. She would cook up something and take it to them to let them know they were not alone in their hour of need. On 21 July 1942, the 50th anniversary of their marriage, the family gave them a reception in the Cultural Hall of the Arco Ward. All the Lost River Valley friends and most of their family were in attendance. A program was prepared including the then Governor of the State of Idaho, C.A. Bottolfsen who lived in Arco at the time. [NOTE: Clarence Alfred Bottolfsen (October 10, 1891 - July 18, 1964) was a politician from Idaho. He served as governor of Idaho from 1939 to 1941 and again from 1943 to 1945. He was a member of the Idaho Republican Party. Bottolfsen worked as a newspaper publisher in Arco.] and also family participants. At the conclusion of the program Will and Mary danced a waltz. Then all the rest joined in the dancing. They receive many beautiful gifts including a lovely gold colored platform rocker from the family.
In 1944 they sold the farm and moved on the west highway into Alton Braithwaite’s house, which they received as part payment on the farm. For the first time she had water in the house and inside plumbing.
All her hard work took its toll and her health was failing. Her heart was bad and she had cataracts on her eyes. A doctor in Idaho Falls operated on one eye but it wasn’t a success so she wouldn’t have the other one done.
Mary only enjoyed her new home for a few short months when she had a heart attack and died there on 12 June 1945.
OBIT: Utah, Obituaries from Utah Newspapers, 1850-2005
Joseph Henry Jenson
MONROE, UT., - Joseph Henry Jenson, 75, died at his home in Monroe Monday morning, October 26, 1942 from causes incident to old age.
Mr. Jenson was born in Round Valley, Morgan County, on August 23, 1867. A son of Jens and Cecelia Anderson Jenson. He came to Monroe from Santaquin in 1870 and attended school at Monroe and the stake academy at Richfield, Utah. He has been engaged in farming and dairying all his life.
Mr. Jenson was active in both community and church affairs and was Bishop of the Monroe North Ward for 13 years. He was also senior stake high councilman 10 years and 20 years was stake chairman for the genealogy committee.
Mr. Jenson married Emeline Hansen on November 5, 1800, in the Manti LDS Temple. She died April 12, 1904.
Six sons and daughters survive: Mrs. Josephine Toombs, Moore, Idaho, Evan H. Jenson, Tendov, Idaho, Mrs. Charlette Lundgreen and Miss Cella Jenson, Monroe, Mrs. Emaline Braithwaite, Arco, Idaho, and Wilford W. Jenson of Los Angeles, California.
On August 12, 1908, he married Ellen Louise Anderson in the Salt Lake LDS Temple. She survives with a daughter and three sons, Elenore and Melvin Jenson of Monroe, Joseph C. Jenson, who is with the U.S. Armed Forces, and Edwin A. Jenson, now in the central states mission; a sister, Mrs. Alice J. Hunt, and 16 grandchildren.
Funeral services will be conducted Thursday in the Monroe North LDS Ward Chapel at 2 p.m. under the direction of Lyle Asay, Bishop.
This person's information was combined while in Ancestral File. The following submitters of the information may or may not agree with the combining of the information: HAROLD MARK/HANSON/ (2068822) CLARA J./DEGRAFF/ (2076344) ALTEN/CHRISTENSEN/ (2079678) VERA/WINTCH/ (2081917) DANIEL CHRISTIAN/PETERSON/ (2097545) RICHARD NOALL/STROMNESS/ (2109707) THYRA NELSON/GARDNER/ (2115293) HAROLD TED/HOUGAARD/ (2124517) GRANT W./COX/ (2126002) CARL WINTCH/SONNE/ (2133408) DIANA G./JENSON/ (2140481) EUNICE STANTON/PACE/ (2142826) GLENN SCOTT/JENSON/ (2143280) CELIA J./LYON/ (2144195) RUTH/HANSEN/ (2145594) PAULINE DYRENG/POULSEN/ (2153851) ADELL J./JENSEN/ (2155156) MYRA O./RICKS/ (2156816) VERNA VEE (MAXFIELD)/LARSON/ (2170806) CLAUDIA/OWENS/ (2353425)
Hansen
1866 born in Utah
1880 census Utah, Sanpete, Manti, at school, living with parents
This person's information was combined while in Ancestral File. The following submitters of the information may or may not agree with the combining of the information: DANIEL CHRISTIAN/PETERSON/ (2097545) DIANA G./JENSON/ (2140481) GLENN SCOTT/JENSON/ (2143280) CELIA J./LYON/ (2144195) WENDELL LAVON/POPE/ (2264689) CLAUDIA/OWENS/ (2353425)
BIOGRAPHY: Mildred Reva and Anthony Parenzen were married, had Dennis Allen and Linda Kay, then divorced.
Dennis and Linda were sealed to Jack Braithwaite and Mildred Reva and changed their last name to Braithwaite.
BIOGRAPHY: Mildred Reva and Anthony Parenzen were married, had Dennis Allen and Linda Kay, then divorced.
Dennis and Linda were sealed to Jack Braithwaite and Mildred Reva on 17 Jan 1970 and changed their last name to Braithwaite.BURIAL: Larkin Sunset Gardens
1950 East 10600 South
Sandy, Utah 84092
(801) 326-2502DEATH: VANCOUVER, WA- Mildred Reva Thompson Braithwaite[0] was born 5 April, 1924 in Milbourne, Uintah, Wyoming. She died 22 Feb. 2002 in Vancouver, Washington. She was the eighth of nine children born to Joseph Fredrick Thompson and Margaret Elizabeth Wayman. At the age of eight she and her family moved to the Salt Lake City area.
She married Jack Herbert Braithwaite[0], 2 September, 1955 in the Salt Lake Temple of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. They moved to Vancouver, Washington in March of 1956.
She worked as a payroll clerk for General Electric in Salt Lake City and later, in the payroll department of Jantzen Clothing Mills in Vancouver for more than 21 years.
Her hobbies included such handicrafts as ceramics, applique, needlepoint, quilting, and crocheting. After retirement she and her husband traveled extensively throughout the United States, including Alaska and Hawaii, the South Pacific, and many countries in Europe.
She served faithfully in her church throughout her life. Some of her callings include, president of the women's Relief Society, president of the Young Women's organization, and as an ordinance worker in the Portland Temple
She is survived by her husband Jack of Vancouver; children Dennis Allen of Pima, AZ; and Linda Kay of Salt Lake City; and three grandchildren, Brent Jack, Elsie LaRee, and Heidi Elaine.
Her mothering continued after her own children left for college. For five years she was a foster mother. She took in 25 day-old infants and cared for them until they were adopted. She loved them and showed them off proudly as if they were her own.
Services were held in Vancouver on Wednesday. Funeral services will be held Sat., March 2, 2002 at 12 noon in the Larkin Sunset Gardens Mortuary Chapel, 1950 E. 10600 So., Sandy. Friends may call Friday 6-8 p.m. at the downtown Larkin Mortuary, 260 East South Temple and Saturday one half hour prior at the Larkin Sunset Gardens Mortuary in Sandy. Interment Larkin Sunset Gardens.
BIOGRAPHY: Linda was born to Frank & Reva Parenzin and was later adopted and sealed to Reva & Jack Braithwaite. She was born with congenital cataracts. The doctor operated on her left eye when she was 5 years old, it was a failure and the sight of that eye was lost completely. She also lost most of the sight in her right eye and became legalily blind. She has accomplished much in her life including singing in the Tabernacle Choir for 20 years, graduating from BYU and studying music in Austria. She fulfilled an LDS mission and has taught the seeing impaired for many years. She is very active in civic and church organizations. She is a very accomplished pianist and soloist. Having never married she is very close to all Aunts, Uncles, Nephews and Nieces.
Dennis sealed in Meza Arizona temple and Linda were sealed in Idaho Falls temple to Jack and Mildred Reva Braithwaite.
Comments: Husband/o Melva Dean Braithwaite dau/o Francis Herbert Braithwaite & Emeline Jenson
OBIT: Deseret News, The (Salt Lake City, UT) - Sunday, March 31, 2013
Robert English
Robert William English (1916 ~ 2013)
"Together Again"
Robert W. English, 96, died on 24 March, 2013 in Provo, Utah.
He was born on 25 November, 1916 in Caliente, Nevada to George Albert English and Minnie Lorraine Carter English.
He grew up in Riverside, CA. He served in the Navy during World War II and on three LDS missions, one before his marriage and two with his wife.
He was married to Melva Dean Braithwaite on 30 January, 1945. They had 11 children, 45 grandchildren and 60 great grandchildren.
Survived by children: Robert, William, Donald, Richard, Joyce, David, Steven, Barbara and Marlene. Preceded in death by parents, siblings, children: John Thomas and Betty Ann, one grandchild and two great-grandchildren.
Funeral services will be held at Spanish Fork 8th Ward. 1002 E. 200 S. Spanish Fork, UT on Tuesday 2 April, 2013 at 11:00 a.m., viewing Monday 7:00-9:00 p.m. and Tuesday 10:00 a.m.
Burial Service at 3:00 p.m. at Larkin Sunset Lawn, 2350 E. 1300 Salt Lake City, Utah.
Funeral directors, Holladay Cottonwood Mortuary.
DEATH: Obituary: Melva Dean Braithwaite[0] English Melva Dean Braithwaite[0] English 1924 ~ 2007 Melva Dean Braithwaite[0] English, 83, died on April 25, 2007 in Spanish Fork, UT. She was born on February 17, 1924 in Arco, ID to Francis Herbert Braithwaite[0] and Emeline Jenson Braithwaite[0]. She grew up in Arco, ID and lived in ID, CA and ending with her last 20 years in UT. She married Robert William English on January 30, 1945. She enjoyed gardening, genealogy, family, needlework, sewing and puzzles. They had 11 children. She served two missions with her husband. All she ever wanted to be was a mom and she was a good one. She and her husband have 45 grandchildren and 29 great-grandchildren. Survived by siblings: Jack, Clevon, Cleo and Valois. Children; Robert, William, Donald, Richard, Joyce, David, Steven, Barbara and Marlene. Preceded in death by parents, brother Garth, children; John Thomas and Betty Ann. Funeral services will be held at Foothill 8th Ward, 1794 South Texas Street (2405 E.) in Salt Lake City on Monday, April 30, 2007 at 11:30 a.m. viewing at 10:00 a.m. at the church. Interment, Sunset Lawn. Funeral directors, Holladay Cottonwood Mortuary. Deseretnews.com
BURIAL: Larkin Sunset Lawn
2350 East 1300 South
Salt Lake City, Utah 84108
(801) 326-2501BIOGRAPHY: Melva Dean Braithwaite English, 83, died on April 25, 2007 in Spanish Fork, UT. She was born on February 17, 1924 in Arco, ID to Francis Herbert Braithwaite and Emeline Jenson Braithwaite. She grew up in Arco, ID and lived in ID, CA and ending with her last 20 years in UT. She married Robert William English on January 30, 1945. She enjoyed gardening, genealogy, family, needlework, sewing and puzzles. They had 11 children. She served two missions with her husband. All she ever wanted to be was a mom and she was a good one. She and her husband have 45 grandchildren and 29 great-grandchildren. Survived by siblings: Jack, Clevon, Cleo and Valois. Children; Robert, William, Donald, Richard, Joyce, David, Steven, Barbara and Marlene. Preceded in death by parents, brother Garth, children; John Thomas and Betty Ann.
Comments: OBIT: The Salt Lake Tribune (UT), Thursday, 16 JUN 1960
John Thomas English
John Thomas English, 13, son of Robert William and Melva Dean Braithwaite English, 234 S. 13th West, died Wednesday, 10:30 a.m. in a Salt Lake hospital after a lingering illness.
Born January 30, 1947, Provo, Utah.
Deacon, Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Attended Salt Lake City schools. Member Boy Scout of America.
Survivors: parents; brothers, sister, Robert Francis, William LeRoy, Donald Albert, Richard Ray, David Mark, Steven Howard, Joyce, Salt Lake City; grandparents, Francis H. and Emeline Braithwaite, Arco, Idaho.
Funeral pending.
FUNERAL: The Salt Lake Tribune (UT), Friday, 17 JUN 1960
John Thomas English
Funeral for John Thomas English will be Saturday, 2 p.m., Thirty-Second LDS Ward Chapel, 351 Navajo (1340 West). Friends call 260 E. South Temple, Friday 7-9 p.m., Saturday prior. Burial Sunset Lawn Memorial Park.
Obituary of Richard Eugene Braegger:
https://www.lindquistmortuary.com/obituaries/richard-braeggerRichard Eugene Braegger
August 30, 1954 — May 22, 2024, Perry
The world grew a bit brighter on August 30, 1954 when Richard Eugene Braegger Jr. came into this world. He was born to Richard Eugene Braegger Sr. and Cleo Braithwaite Braegger in Brigham City, Utah. He was the middle child of three siblings.
On May 22, 2024, this world lost some of its light as Rich returned home to his Heavenly Father, surrounded by family, after a courageous battle with stage four esophageal cancer.
Rich grew up in Willard, Utah and attended school at Willard Elementary, Box Elder Junior High, and Box Elder High School. He played football all four years and graduated in 1972. On February 2, 1980, Rich married his eternal partner and soulmate, Debra Rasmussen Braegger. Their marriage was later solemnized in the Salt Lake City Temple on May 1, 2002. They raised three beautiful daughters, who were the center of their world, in Brigham City. Many years later, Rich built his own home in South Willard, then eventually moved to Perry for the remainder of his life.
For many years, Rich worked in construction as a heavy equipment operator. He eventually started a company with his father and brother, Braegger Construction. Due to an unfortunate work accident resulting in a broken back, he was forced into early retirement at 38 years old. This led to seven back surgeries and chronic pain, which he bore with an incredible attitude.
Rich was a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints and spent countless hours working on family history and became an expert genealogist. He was president of The Braithwaite Family Organization and vice president of The Latter-Day Saint Ancestral Families Association. Rich also loved to golf, bowl, go to Jazz games, and support his children and grandchildren in their various activities. He got a hole-in-one and even bowled the perfect game. The entire family took regular vacations to Las Vegas and Disneyland where they created wonderful memories together.
Since his diagnosis, Rich showed incredible faith and positivity. His life was spent making those around him feel like a best friend. He had a tender spirit, always showing kindness and tenderness to all he met. He will be fiercely missed.
Rich is survived by his darling wife, Debby, and his three daughters, Sherrone Braegger, Shasta Dawn Peterson (Brady), Shantel Yearsley (Scott), a son-in-law, Watkins Singletary, two grandsons, Tayvian and Tracyn, three granddaughters, Adyson, Jaydis, and Jerzey. He is also survived by his older sister, Cleanne Braegger Barker, and younger brother, Rodney Braegger. He is preceded in death by his father, Richard Braegger Sr, and his mother, Cleo Braegger.
A viewing will be held at the Willard Utah Stake Center on Friday, May 31, 2024 from 5-8 pm. The funeral will be held at the same location on Saturday, June 1, at 11 am with a viewing from 9:30-10:30 am. The Willard Stake Center is located at 8230 South Hwy 89 Willard, Utah 84340.
Interment will be at the Brigham City Cemetery.
In lieu of flowers, please consider donating to the American Cancer Society on behalf of esophageal cancer patients.
Services entrusted to Lindquist Ogden Mortuary.
DEATH: POWER COUNTY PRESS, American Falls, Idaho - April 2008 obituary
Raymond Alvin Haskell
Rockland - Raymond Alvin Haskell, 87, died peacefully at home Thursday morning, April 3, 2008.
Alvin was born on Oct. 10, 1920 in Sublette, ID, to Raymond Levi and Sarah Horn Haskell. He was the fourth child of nine children. In 1929 Alvin moved with his parents and siblings to farm in Rockland.
After graduating from Rockland High School in 1940, Alvin attended Vo-Tech School in Weiser, ID, and in 1942 accepted a position as a Machinist Trainee at the Boeing Aircraft Company in Seattle, WA. In 1943, he joined the U.S. Navy and completed Diesel Training at the Naval Training School at Iowa State College in Ames, IA. Alvin served as a Motor Machinist Mate second-class in World War II until an injury in the Azores Islands lead to an honorable medical discharge.
Following a long recovery, he returned home to farm with his father in Rockland. Soon thereafter, he met Mary Clevon Braithwaite, of Arco, ID, who came to Rockland to teach school. They were later married in the Idaho Falls LDS Temple on July 27, 1948. Together they raised seven children and spent the rest of their lives farming in Rockland. Alvin’s hobbies included snowmobiling, hunting, fishing, and piloting his private airplanes, making numerous deep sea fishing trips to Mexico.
Alvin enjoyed sharing his abilities as a mechanic and welder with neighboring farmers and friends.
He was a faithful member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, serving in numerous ward and stake callings.
Alvin was preceded in death by his loving wife, Clevon, his parents, a sister Lucille Porath and a brother Daniel. He is survived by seven children: Darrel (Janaan) Haskell of Pocatello; Ronald (Lynn) Haskell of Highland, UT; Gordon (Debra) Haskell of American Falls; Teresa (Peter) Dietz of Sandy, UT; Shirley Edwards of Pocatello; Byron (Janell) Haskell of Spanish Fork, UT; and Annette (Robert) Ramos of Reno, NV; three sisters and three brothers, Erma Moss of American Falls; Ada Wangsgard of Huntsville, UT; Ivan Haskell of American Falls; George (Verla Rae) Haskell of American Falls; Lola Mae (Theron) Stokes of Pocatello; and Carl (Ilene) Haskell of American Falls; 32 grandchildren and 15 great-grandchildren.
The funeral service was at 11:30 a.m. on Tuesday, April 8, at The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, Rockland Ward Chapel, Rockland, with Bishop Evan Kress conducting. Visitation hours were from 6:30 to 8 p.m. on Monday, April 7, at the Davis-Rose Mortuary, 170 Idaho St., American Falls, and from 10 to 11:15 a.m. on Tuesday morning at the church, prior to services. Interment was at the Valley View Cemetery.
DEATH: POWER COUNTY PRESS, American Falls, Idaho - June 2007 obituary
Mary Clevon Braithwaite Haskell, 79, of Rockland, returned to her Heavenly Father Thursday afternoon, June 7, 2007.
Clevon was born on April 22, 1928, in Arco, ID, to Francis and Emeline Braithwaite. She was the fifth child of six children. She attended college in San Diego, CA, and Albion, ID, graduating in the field of education. She began her teaching career in Rockland where she met the love of her life Raymond Alvin Haskell, a farmer. They were married in the Idaho Falls LDS Temple on July 27, 1948. They made their home in Rockland and were blessed with seven children. Later in life, Clevon returned to Idaho State University receiving her Bachelors Degree in Education in August of 1986.
Clevon was loved and admired by everyone who knew her; she was an active member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, where she faithfully served in numerous ward and stake positions. She served the community as a schoolteacher and EMT. Clevon’s hobbies included reading, gardening, swimming, genealogy, crocheting, and being a grandmother.
Clevon was preceded in death by her parents, a brother (Garth Braithwaite), and a sister (Melva Dean English). She is survived by her husband Alvin; seven children, Darrel (Janaan) Haskell of Pocatello; Ronald (Lynn) Haskell of Highland, UT; Gordon (Debra) Haskell of American Falls; Teresa (Peter) Dietz of Sandy, UT; Shirley Edwards of Pocatello; Byron (Janell) Haskell of Spanish Fork, UT; and Annette (Robert) Ramos of Reno, NV; one brother, Jack Braithwaite of Vancouver, WA; two sisters, Cleo (Richard) Braegger of Willard, UT and Valois (Leonard) Hartley of Boise, ID; 32 grandchildren and 12 great-grandchildren.
She was a devoted wife and mother and will be missed very much by everyone who loved her and whose lives she touched with her warm heart and beautiful smile.
The funeral service was at 11 a.m. Tuesday, June 12, at the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, Rockland Ward Chapel with Bishop Alan Permann conducting. The visitation was from 7 to 8 p.m. Monday, June 11, at Davis-Rose Mortuary, 170 Idaho St. American Falls, and from 9:45 to 10:45 Tuesday at the church prior to services. Interment was at the Valley View Cemetery in Rockland.
R. H. Braithwaite Notes:
All supporting documentation for the William Braithwaite
family in poss. of R. Hillard Braithwaite, 3869 Quincy Ave.,
Ogden, UT, 94403.
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Occupation - Apiary Business. Married #2 Rose Ellen Walker,
on 21 March 1882. Sld 21 March 1882 in EH. Rebaptised on
6 SEP 1877, ref Manti So Wd Rec F 026133. Have birth and
death cert. Endow and Slg to wife - ref F 25165 Pt 25 EH
RecBAPTISM: Manti So Wd Rec F 026133
ENDOW: F 25165 Pt 2 5 EHOUS Rec
SP:
SS: F 25165 Pt 2 5 EHOUS RecBIOGRAPHY: Newspaper article Deseret News 1882-01-04 -
Bee culture - we noticed some
time since that brother edward
Stevenson had started on a trip
south in the interest off bee associations.
we learn from him that he
held a meeting at ephraim, sanpete
co. Regarding his visit to Manti he says:
A public meeting was advertised
for the evening under the auspices
of the seventies the house
was well filled and during the meeting
a branch bee association was
organized with william braithwaite
as President, jacob keller 1st vice
president and bishop lars anderson
2nd vice president the latter
is of ephraim city. J bench was
elected secretary
brother braithwaite has 32 hives of bees and has taken 250 pounds of
honey from three hives proving by
this example that beekeeping can
be made a success even in this altitude
of over 5000 feet and it is expected
that this county organization
will add to it branch associations in
sanpete countyBIOGRAPHY: 1861 England Census - Rowland (father)is dead and George, Hannah (daughter), William, Joseph living in High Gate, Kendal, Westmorland, England working as shoe makers. [Kendal is often seen as the Southern gateway to the Lake District, being only around 9 miles from Windermere and around 30 miles from Keswick.]
1861 England Census - Hannah is at Above Derwent (Cockermouth-Keswick district) working as a nurse [Above Derwent is a large civil parish in the Allerdale borough of Cumbria, England. The parish is bounded to the east by the River Derwent and Derwent Water. It includes the villages of Braithwaite, Thornthwaite, Portinscale, Stair and Little Town. Fells in the parish include Catbells.]
Nine family members went with Hannah Askew Braithwaite to America. Departed England 1863, arrived in New York July 20, 1863. Family: Hannah Askew Braithwaite, Hannah Braithwaite (daughter), George Braithwaite, Joseph Braithwaite, William Braithwaite, Rowland Braithwaite & wife Hannah & two daughters: Mary & Elizabeth.
1890 US Census - 1890 census was almost completely destroyed by fire. Utah was not one of the states that survived.
MILITARY RECORD
Utah Index to Indian War Service Affidavits 1909-1919
Braithwaite William
KAREN HAS A RECORDBIOGRAPHY: Life History of William Braithwaite
Compiled by Ella Barnes Braithwaite
To begin the life history of William Braithwaite, we must go back to March 4, 1882, when Rowland Braithwaite of Helsington and Hannah Askew of Kendall, where eight sons and one daughter were born to them - John, Thomas and Robert died in infancy, Robert 2nd, George, Rowland, Hannah, William (born 7 May 1842) and Joseph Smith.
This family joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in 1843, and plans were made to come to America. The death of the father, Rowland, stopped all plans for emigration for a while. Hannah lived with one thought in mind, and that was to get her family to Zion. She struggled and paid into the emigration fund, and in other ways saved for the trip. In June of 1863, she with four of her sons, George, Rowland, William and Joseph, set sail for America on the ship Amazon. Also accompanying them were her daughter, Hannah, and Rowland’s wife and two small daughters. The Amazon, a sailing vessel chartered for the Mormon emigrants, sailed with 880 passengers aboard.
They traveled by ox team to Utah in Captain Daniel McArthur’s Company. When they arrived in Utah they went directly to Manti where Robert, another son, had been for some months. They arrived in Manti in October of 1863.
William was twenty-one years old when he arrived in America. He had been trained as a shoemaker; and had also studied Entomology (the scientific study of insects). The former being his life trade, and the later a hobby that brought him joy and some fine butterfly cases for his friends and family.
Shortly after William’s arrival in Manti, he was sent to help settle Richfield. It was during this time the settlers were digging a canal. Each man was assigned so much of the canal to finish according to the amount of land they owned.
While working on the canal, the drum sounded which called everyone to town in case of trouble with the Indians. He saw a young mother with two children and he picked up the smallest one in his arms to hurry them. He jumped the canal and injured his ankle, throwing it out of place. A Sister Hill, with whom he was living, as he was not yet married, nursed him.
The winter he broke through the ice while chasing an ox across the Sevier River. He fell into the water and was carried down stream several yards before finding ice strong enough to support his weight. This caused him to catch cold in the ankle and the bone began to decay.
During the time he was in Richfield, William met and fell in love with Elizabeth Francis, a young girl who had come from England with her brother and was living in Richfield with her sister and husband.
The were married March 18, 1867, and shortly thereafter went tot Manti to live.
William’s injury steadily grew worse. A Sister Hamilton doctored it in Manti until July when they went to Salt Lake City by ox team. Dr. Andrews amputated the leg about 2 inches above the ankle on July 18, 1868. It was cut again twice more, 2 inches each time until they could get it to heal. When his leg was sufficiently healed, he and Elizabeth went to he Endowment House and were sealed to each other on August 8, 1868. They then returned to Manti.
Fourteen children were born to William and Elizabeth at Manti; only nine of whom they raised to maturity and saw go into homes of their own.
William was called to Salt Lake City and told to take a second wife as he was prospering and could afford one. He and Elizabeth talked it over and decided on a young girl who had worked for them on several occasions. This girl was Rose Ellen Walker. The Braithwaites went to her parent’s home and asked for Rose to join the family as a second wife. They had prayers with the family and left asking her to give them her answer. She felt it was a call from the Lord, so William and Rose Ellen Walker were married in the Endowment House March 2, 1882, with Elizabeth accompanying them. To this union seven children were born, three of who died of prematurely and one of pneumonia, leaving only three to grow to maturity. William had twelve children to live and carry on his name.
Through the years, life at the Braithwaite homes were busy. Along with his shoemaker trade he had a large garden and nursery. He also had an apiary (bee yard), the first in Utah, from which he extracted tons of honey. All twelve children learned to work and hold responsibility early in life.
William was a High Priest and for years before his death, being loyal to his callings, he was faithful. He seemed to have a special gift for healing and was often called to heal the sick or give a troubled person a blessing or to help in some way.
Perhaps it was with his music that he gave his greatest service. All of the Braithwaite brothers had fine voices and he, together with George, Robert and Joseph were known as the Braithwaite Brother’s Quartet and gave of their talents generously to church and community.
For years he and his wife Elizabeth were members of the Stake Choir. While in this capacity they participated in the Dedication of the Manti Temple. Here they had an experience that they related to the family many times. The choir sang the first song and they heard many heavenly voices join them. The prayer was given. When the second song was announced, it was sung by a heavenly choir with a heavenly band accompanying it. They said never had they heard before or since such beautiful music. Many manifestations of the spirit were experienced at that dedication.
The last years of William’s life were spent in ill health. His bad leg gave him trouble and he was afflicted with palsy (loss of feeling and uncontrolled body movements such as shaking), besides other minor ailments, which made it impossible for him to work. He died at the home of his wife, Rose, on October 2, 1909, and was buried in the Manti Cemetery.
One by one the twelve children grew to maturity and established homes of their own throughout the world, holding positions of responsibility of civic as well as of church.BIOGRAPHY: History of Sanpete County: FHL book call# 979.25 H2h, page 105
" BRAITHWAITE, in 1863 this family came to Utah crossing the ocean in the Amazon, the first sailing vessel chartered from London to carry Mormon emigrants. They crossed the plains in Capt. Daniel McCarthy's company, an ox train, arriving in Manti in October 1863."
Historic Resource Study: Mormon Pioneer National Historic Trail; Document 6 page 148
Pioneer Companies which crossed the plains 1847-1868
Outfitting post: Florence, Nebraska
Date of Departure: 6 Aug 1863
Capt. Danial D. McArthur
No. leaving post abot 500
No of wagons 75
Date Arrived: 3 October 1863
No roster of people.
William Braithwaite 1842 -1909BIOGRAPHY: Taken from the History of Sanpete County Book written in 1898
William Braithwaite, one of the largest beekeepers in Utah, son of Rowland and Hannah Askew Braithwaite, was born in Kendal, Westmorland, England, May 7, 1942. He learned the shoemaker’s trade, joined the Latter-day Saints Church (before 1852) and in 1863 came to Utah with the family, crossing the plains in Captain Daniel McCarthy’s ox train reaching Manti in October 1863. He followed his trade for about ten years, and then engaged in the nursery and apiary business, having the first nursery in Manti and the largest apiary (bee yard) in Utah started from one swarm of bees. In 1896 he had eight tons of honey. Also has a small market garden and is a successful man in all his undertakings. Took part in the Black Hawk war and indirectly lost his right leg through the war. In July, 1865 he went to assist in settling Richfield, Utah but was compelled to return on account of Indians. He studied entomology (scientific study of insects) in England under Professor Butler and is a thorough entomologist, having a large collection of specimens. He is a member of the High Priests quorum. He was married in Richfield, Utah 18 March 1867, to Elizabeth, daughter of John and Rose Hannah Francis, born in Wednesbury, Staffordshire, England, 29 October 1850. They have nine children: William Francis, Rose A., Robert Francis, Charles, Elizabeth, Frank, Kate, Mary and Martha. His second wife was Rose E., daughter of James and Margaret Walker, born in Mt. Pleasant 14 May 1865. She has three living children, Rebecca, Sarah Ellen, and Ruth.gy (scientific study of insects) in England under Professor Butler and is a thorough entomologist, having a large collection of specimens. He is a member of the High Priests quorum. He was married in Richfield, Utah 18 March 1867, to Elizabeth, daughter of John and Rose Hannah Francis, born in Wednesbury, Staffordshire, England, 29 October 1850. They have nine children: William Francis, Rose A., Robert Francis, Charles, Elizabeth, Frank, Kate, Mary and Martha. His second wife was Rose E., daughter of James and Margaret Walker, born in Mt. Pleasant 14 May 1865. She has three living children, Rebecca, Sarah Ellen, and Ruth.BIOGRAPHY: Newspaper article: HONEY (also can read article in PHOTO section of William)
Beeman cared for are profitable
MANTI sanpete county
august 30 1888
editor deseret news
11 very lliitttllee has been said about Tees
or honey of late there is an old saying
anything far brought and dear
bought is of high esteem and eagerly
sought we have sseeeena the time when
honey tfarr brought from california
was I1 sought and bought I1 at the enormous
price of 1 per pound we have
paid that price tfoorr it for medicinal
purposes after a time it was reduced
to 75 cents then to 50 cents and so on
down to the low price of from 6 to 8
cents per pound at which price it
now goes begging not because it has
depreciated in its medicinal healthful
and life giving qualities but it has
become so cheap and easily got
my advice to Dbeeeekkkeeeeppeerrss is to store
up their honey it will egers I1 not spoil as it
soon becomes candied and solid I1
have a pound can and a 6 00 pound
barrel three years old the contents
co- ntent 8 of which are solid
honey may be congealed in large
wooden tanks made tight we may
see the time here when it it will bring
50 cents per pound and wheat 5 a
bushel ttommaakkee bread to spread the
honey upon utah has become one of
the best ooft honey fields and I1 fear
from the carelessness of so many who
pretend to keep bees but sadlyy neglect
them that there will be criminal aaccss
countability connected with bee keep
iinnglay many lack underrssttaanddiinngg concerning
the
WINTERING OF BEES
which Is one of the greatest arts in the
science of bee farming I1 was lately
conversing with one ooft the oldest bee
keepers of utah who is now becoming
converted to a different mode of wintering
since last winters loss of
swarms out of you well know
he said to me how I1 make my hives
tight neat and ililke a palace but here
are braithwaite brothers who have
hives of bees and lose none at all
in wintering and they simply nail
rough boards together llaisstt january said william
braithwaite 1I1 felt alarmed about my
bdees when the thermometer ran down
to 40 1I got up in the night ran my
hand down through the chaff next to
the cloth which covered my bees trhey
were warm and dry I1 retired my
care and anxiety were calmed 1 have
not lost any bees wintering for the
past ten years and iift I1 had not sold
many ooft wmy bees my lot would not
hold them
the process of wintering with success
is using chaff as an absorber of
moisture or sweat from the bees in
a close hive with sfactracrceellyy aanny ventilation
the sweat becomes ccoondennseeedd and
as a consequence frost and even ice
forms in the hive which is made to
contain a frozen lot of bees with a
large supply of frozen honoey on hand
brother brraaiitthhwwaailttee adopted the
plan of covering bhis bees with muslin
gunny sack or something of the sort
then he put five or six inches of chaff
over them and also some chaff around
the sides and back of the hives and bhe
has learned to have no tfearrss of the
coldest weather
he makes a bhole in the hive and
cloth end puts a small piece of wire
cloth over it sao as to prevent
the chaff from passing
down among the bees now iift this
plan is adopted and foul brood is kept
down we will be able to ship our
honey to england with good success
when railroad competition beczeomeess
what it soon will as honey in england
brings at retail from 24 to 36 cents a
pound
now we will conclude this article on
sweet by giving some facts relative to
one hive of our own make in 1885
containing 23 frames 9 in the lower
story and 14 in
the upper story the amounts of honey
extracted were as follows june 25 45
pounds july 3 70 july 8 40 july 14
55 july 23 60 july 30 50 aug 10 50 aug 14 27j aug 22752266 sept 16 21
sept 2412 total pounds worth
at that time 10 cents per pound making
realized from one hive
now are not ades worth as good care
as a frugal husbandman gives bhis
hboerrssee cow and other useful aanniimmaallss
why should we neglect our uusseeffuull
66deseret 11 or hhoonneeyybbeeee it was carefully
introduced into america by the
Jared ites when they came over the
great waters in barges hundred of
years before the coming of our savior let us bee keepers thinks of these
things and reform in wintering bees jusatt consider the thousands of swarms
sacrificed to cold frozen weather ESBIOGRAPHY: Newspaper Article: Deseret News Mar 9, 1889 (See PHOTO section to read article)
United States vs. Wm. Braithwaite, charge of unlawful cohabitation and adultery: the sentence was suspended by the court upon a promise of the defendant to live exclusively with his first wife.TO-DO: Sent email to:warnkejohn@hotmail.com contributor for FindAGrave.com
5/6/08 with question 'Does the gravestone say the birth date is May 7, 1842?'Comments: DEATH: William F. Braithwaite h/o Elizabeth Francis
DEATH: The Manti Messenger, 4 OCT 1909
William Braithwaite Dead
Pioneer Who Came To Utah In Early Days, Expires
(Special to The Herald-Republican)
EPHRAIM - October 3, 1909 William Braithwaite of Manti died at his home yesterday afternoon. He had been a resident of Manti for many years. He became a convert to the Mormon religion in Great Britain and came to Utah shortly afterward. He leaves a widow and the following children: Mrs. Lizzie Dickson [Dixon], Mrs. J. Braithwaite, Mrs. Ed Lowry, Robert, Charles, William, Nellie and Ruby Braithwaite
R. H. Braithwaite Notes:
Rebaptised on 6 SEP 1877 with husband when son William
Francis was baptised - ref Manti So Wd Rec F 026133.DEATH: Arco Advertiser (News Paper), 6 Dec 1918
BAPTISM: Manti So Wd Rec F 026133
ENDOW: F 25165 Pt 2 5 EHOUS Rec
SP: Manti Sealing Film 23052, p. 2, Film 23049 Pt 8
SS: F 25165 Pt 2 5 EHOUS RecDEATH: Death of flu while visiting her sons in Arco, Idaho. The 1918 flu pandemic (commonly referred to as the Spanish flu) was an influenza pandemic that spread to nearly every part of the world. It was caused by an unusually virulent and deadly Influenza A virus strain of subtype H1N1. Historical and epidemiological data are inadequate to identify the geographic origin of the virus. Most of its victims were healthy young adults, in contrast to most influenza outbreaks which predominantly affect juvenile, elderly, or otherwise weakened patients. The flu pandemic has also been implicated in the sudden outbreak of Encephalitis lethargica in the 1920s. The pandemic lasted from March 1918 to June 1920, spreading even to the Arctic and remote Pacific islands. It is estimated that anywhere from 50 to 100 million people were killed worldwide
BIOGRAPHY: Life History of Elizabeth Francis Braithwaite
Compiled and written by Ella Barnes Braithwaite
Elizabeth Francis Braithwaite, daughter of John Francis and Rose Hannah Titley, was born October 29, 1850, in Wednesbury, Staffordshire, England. She was baptized at twelve years of age in 1862, by William Kendrick. The entire family embraced the gospel in England and as their finances were short, the members emigrated as finances became available.
Elizabeth with her older brother, Samuel, left England on May 2, 1866. They sailed on the ship Arkwrits, and were in Captain Thompson’s ox train. There were 60 teams in the company. When they reached the mountains, Elizabeth contracted Mountain Fever and was so ill she had to ride in the wagon part of the way. She became so thin and frail that the motion of the wagon caused the hipbones to come through the flesh, which left scars, which she carried through life.
They arrived in Salt Lake City, Utah, the first part of October 1866. When she recovered sufficiently, she went to Richfield to join an older sister and husband. They had been called to help settle that part of the country. She lived in Richfield about a year. It was during this time she met and was courted by William Braithwaite, who was also sent from Manti to help settle Richfield. They were married March 18, 1867, in Richfield.
They had a wedding dance the same night. A girl by the name of Mary Smithie and her grandfather attended the dance. They had come to Richfield for a load of flour. They left for home the next morning and the news came back that they had been killed by the Indians and their bodies rolled in the flour.
They went to live in Manti shortly after their marriage. A few months before her first baby, William Francis was born; her husband had his right leg amputated. He had jumped a ditch and injured his ankle and it would not heal; also partially caused from an injury during the Black Hawk War. They had to travel 150 miles to Salt Lake City by team for the surgery. Elizabeth held her husband’s leg in her lap I the bottom of the wagon to cushion the pain.
After her husband had gone through the operation, they went to the home of a Brother Musser to recuperate. She nursed him and washed the white rags used as bandages on the leg. White cloth was very scarce at this time. It was a very hard task for her because of her delicate condition and being such a young expectant mother. When her husband had recovered sufficiently, they were endowed in the old Endowment House on August 8, 1868.
They went back to Manti and settled in their little adobe house with its dirt floor and willow roof. She did her cooking in a Dutch oven or in the open fireplace. She was overjoyed by a new stove they earned by picking up potatoes. William would crawl along the rows and put them into sacks.
She was a real helpmate to her husband when they built a new home. Their family was growing and they need more room. The two front rooms were built of brick and the two back rooms of adobe. There were also two bedrooms upstairs. William made the adobe and had part of them burned into brick. Elizabeth turned and stacked the brick.
They were the parents of 14 children, William Francis, James Askew, John Samuel, George Kendall, Rose H., Robert Francis, Rowland, Charles, Elizabeth, Milton, Frank, Kate and twins Mary and Martha. Rowland died of diphtheria at the age of 10. He was the boy who took the village cows to pasture. The morning he died they raised his head to see the cows go by but he said, “I cannot see them, but I can hear the bells”. He was dead and buried before the cows returned that night. Elizabeth prepared the body for burial because everyone was so frightened by the disease they wouldn’t come near. When her daughter Rose died, leaving a small family, she had the same experience as she also died of the disease.
The couple prospered and William was called to take a second wife. He and Elizabeth discussed it and decided upon a lovely young girl who had worked for them and helped when Elizabeth had her children. Together they went and asked Rose Ellen Walker to become his second wife. On March 22, 1882, they were married in the Endowment House with Elizabeth attending. The two women had a great love for each other. To this union seven children were born. Three lived to maturity.
Elizabeth had a beautiful soprano voice and her husband sang a lovely tenor. Together, they san many beautiful duets. Their home was full of love and music. They sang with the Manti Tabernacle Choir under Professor A.C. Smith for 25 years. They sang with the choir at the dedication of the Manti Temple. Here they had an experience they retold many times to their children. The choir sang the first song and they heard heavenly voices join them. The prayer was given and the second song was announced. A heavenly choir accompanied by a heavenly band sang it. They acclaimed they had never heard anything so beautiful. Many manifestations were seen and heard that day.
On the day of her eldest daughter Rose’s marriage to John E. Bartholomew on February 19, 1896, began one of the most harrowing experiences of Elizabeth’s life. Her son, Charles, age 14, disappeared. He was a very good singer and played the guitar well. His parents found out later that he and his friends would go down to the railroad depot and play for the tramps. In return they would tell the boys of the wonderful world of travel. He didn’t show up at the reception for his sister or for a long time after. He left without a word to friends or anyone. The anxiety, sorrow, and uncertainty turned Elizabeth’s hair white. The boy’s friends finally told the parents of visiting with the tramps and maybe he had gone with them. One day several months later they received word from officers in Portland, Oregon, that they were holding a young boy until they could hear from his parents, and if they would send his train fare he would be sent home. The tramps were caught stealing and sentenced to the State Penitentiary.
On the 2nd of October 1909, her husband William passed away. By now all of her children were grown and all but three were married.
Elizabeth enjoyed nursing and did a great deal of it for family and friends. She was called in whenever needed and she willingly went. She also had great faith in the gospel and went to church and conference with her husband. Besides singing, she love Relief Society work and was a block teacher for many years. She frequently bore her testimony of the truthfulness of the gospel and her great love of it.
In 1914 her son William Francis moved to Arco, Idaho to establish his home and in 1918, Elizabeth went to spend a few weeks with him and another son, Robert Francis. While there, the influenza epidemic struck and she became a victim. She passed away the first day of December 1918. They returned her remains to Manti and buried her there. No gathering of people was allowed, no funeral was held, just a prayer and a burial.
Aunt Rose, the second wife, told of their last parting. Elizabeth came over to say goodbye. After she had been there a while, she said, “Rose, kiss me before I go”. They kissed and she walked a few steps and came back and said, “I want you to kiss me again”. They parted and that was their last earthly meeting. Great was their love.
The gospel was her guide and she was a true and faithful Latter-day Saint to the end of her life.
Fritz Emanuel Nelson was chr. Fritz Emanuel CHRISTIANSEN but took fathers last
name as his own last name in United States. Baptised and married as
NIELSEN and by common usage became NELSON.R. H. Braithwaite listed sources for Fritz Emanual Family Group Sheet:
1 - Manti So Wd Rec F 026133
2 - F 183-395 Special Rec. Section
3 - F 183405 EHOUS p. 162
4 - MANTI Living Endow. #3333 F 170485
5 - Birth, Marriage or Death Certificate in possesion
6 - TIBCame to America on ship "Forest Monarch" with first emigrants to come from Denmark. Elder John Erik Forsgren,missionary from Brigham City, Utah, was captain of this group from Denmark. Story held by Naoma Braithwaite. Fritz was 11 years old. His future wife Caroline Domgaard was 6 years old and was on same ship.
BIOGRAPHY: (The Danish spelling of last name was Nielsen, after arriving in Manti, Utah, the spelling was changed to Nelson.)
This individual has the following other parents in the Ancestral File:
Neils P /DOMGAARD/ (AFN:GK7D-3J) and Elsie K /NIELSEN/ (AFN:9V3S-5K)
Neils P /DOMGAARD/ (AFN:GK7D-3J) and Elsie C /NIELSEN/ (AFN:GK7D-4P)Came to America on ship "Forest Monarch" with first emigrants to come from Denmark. Elder John Erik Forsgren,missionary from Brigham City, Utah, was captain of this group from Denmark. Life story held by Naoma Braithwaite. Caroline Domgaard was 6 years old. Fritz E. Nelson (Nielsen) who was 11 years old was on same ship. He became her husband years later.
BIOGRAPHY: A Short History of Caroline Domgaard
[Taken from Family Records, the book ‘Homeward to Zion’, and recollections ob her Grandson, Francis Herbert Braithwaite. Compiled by Francis’ wife, Emeline Braithwaite.]
(The Danish spelling of last name was Nielsen, after arriving in Manti, Utah; the spelling was changed to Nelson.)
Caroline Domgaard was born at Hals, Denmark, 29 August 1846. She was the eldest of six children of Niels Peter Domgaard and Elsie Kristine Nielsen. The other children are, Laurice Eliase (Lewis Elisha) born 4 July 1851 at Hals, Denmark. Those born in Manti, Utah, were Elizabeth born 13 July 1854, Elsie Christina born 28 March 1857, Petrina born 19 May 1859 and Marianne born 14 December 1861. The parents joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints among the first when the gospel was taken to the main land of Europe. When Caroline was six years old the family left Denmark with the first organized group of converts to the church to join the body of the church in America. Elder John Erik Forsgren of Brigham City, Utah, serving as a missionary in Denmark at the time, was captain of this group from Denmark. They left their homeland 20 December 1852, joining others in England to sail to the United States. At last, on 16 January 1853, with the weather fair, the ‘Forest Monarch’ under the command of Captain Brown set out to sea headed for New Orleans, Louisiana, USA. They arrived in New Orleans, 17 March 1853. They went up the Mississippi River to Keokuk, Iowa, and from there they headed west leaving Kanesville, Iowa, 12 July 1853 for Zion. They arrived in Salt Lake City, Utah. In their journals they recorded 30 September 1853, “This day we entered the valley and camped in the center of the city”. (This evidently was the same company in which her future husband Fritz Emanuel Nelson came to Utah.) He was eleven years old at the time and she was six. Each adult member of the party was re-baptised to free him from all sins committed since the previous baptism and to renew their covenants with their Heavenly Father.
Elder Forsgren returned to his home in Brigham City and the Danish emigrants were sent to Sanpete County by way of Nephi. They were to make their home in Spring City but Indian troubles were so intense they were compelled to move into Manti before Christmas of that year. There was a snowstorm on when they made this trip and 20 inches of snow lay on the ground as they struggled into the fort in Manti.
From then on the permanent home was Manti, Sanpete County, Utah. Here Caroline grew to maturity with other children of the family and with friends and relatives. Caroline Domgaard and Fritz Emanuel Nelson were married 14 April 1863. Later they received their endowments in the Endowment House in Salt Lake City, 18 October 1865. They were parents of 10 children. Francis’ mother, Mary Christine Nelson Braithwaite is the third child in the family. As Francis recalls, his grandmother was tall and straight. She always carried herself or sat very erectly. In an inserted pocket in the seam of her long full skirt she usually carried candy - hardtack or peppermints - as a little treat for the grandchildren. When dress up, she always wore a panama hat with a straight brim trimmed with a bouquet of artificial flowers. The waist (blouse) she wore, always had a high collar that fit snugly around the neck.
Grandpa, Fritz Emanuel Nelson died 23 February 1886. That left grandma a widow to carry the responsibilities of the family and her self. She loved chickens and kept a good-sized flock to assist with the support of the family. The price she received for eggs varied from 10, 12, 121/2, 13, to 15 cents per dozen. Sometimes she gave Francis and his older sister, Olive, an egg each for their very own. Most usually they would take them to the store and trade them for candy. The Nelson family home was in the south end of town. Grandma would hitch ‘Prince’ a beautiful black horse, to the blacktopped, bone-seated buggy to haul the eggs to the railroad depot to be shipped to Salt Lake City. On her way to the depot she would collect eggs from other families with smaller flocks of chickens. In the seat beside her in the buggy she would have an egg crate another was on the floor beside her feet and a third in the back of the buggy behind the seat. Prince knew the route to follow in collecting these eggs. He needed no guiding or driving. He would pull up to each appointed house, stop and wait for the transaction of receiving the eggs, then proceed on his way. This was a weekly procedure lasting for number of years. Caroline Nelson was not inclined to show much affection for the children. Her affection and love was demonstrated by presenting the little sweet bits with a very gracious smile. Her cookie jar - a little kettle - was always well supplied with cookies for the children and their friends. A common sound was the voice of children at play around the place. Her barn particularly the hayloft, was a most interesting place to play. Corrals and old machinery and the orchard were fascinating attractions. And how the children loved the apples, pears, plums, etc in their season.
What a lonesome place it was when grandma died. All the fantasy and fascination was gone with her. Caroling Domgaard Nelson died 10 February 1908 and was buried 13 February 1908 in the Manti Cemetery in Manti, Sanpete County, Utah, at the age of 61 years 6 months and 10 days. She left a large worthy posterity.
This person's information was combined while in Ancestral File. The following submitters of the information may or may not agree with the combining of the information: PRENTICE EUGENE/SMITH/ (2065092) CAROL G./NELSON/ (2075722) DAVID B/BRAITHWAITE/ (2079536) REED MORONI/MECHAM/ (2082026) ALICE S./ASHCRAFT/ (2091692) GRANT N/STUBBS/ (2094111) TESSIE DELL/RICKS/ (2130019) BESSIE B./MOWER/ (2142396) DAVID E./SMITH/ (2143452) MELBA NELSON/REID/ (2168359) ELIZABETH/OLSEN/ (2172661) WILLIAM E/SCHIESS/ (2199422) WILLIAM G./TATTON/ (2223476) BRAD C/SMITH/ (2230554) JONATHAN/WALKER (2233869) EDWIN WAYNE/SCHIESS/ (2272412)
inf from David Braithwaite - Idaho Falls, Ida. has name written Caroline Elizabeth Nelson.