Information from the obituary of Elaine Peterson Mann has Christian's
middle name as Andrew.BIOGRAPHY: Have 1930 US census in Farmington, Utah - Maybe him on second marriage.
Have 1910 US Census in Idaho - maybe with his parents - if so then the above person is NOT him.
Article in: Davis County Clipper 1941-07-25 Woods Cross Man Dies Sunday of Heart Attack
Christain Edgar Peterson 52 of
Woods Cross died Sunday at 6
pm. of a heart attack at his home
Born in Ephraim April 3 1889
he was a son of Andrew CC. and
Gunda Peterson He was married
to Olive Braithwaite of Arco Idaho
25 years ago She died in 1918
Ill health forced his retirement
from the trucking business which
he had followed for many years He came to Woods Cross one
month ago
Funeral services were held in
Salt Lake City Wednesday with
Bishop Walter Moss of South
bountiful ward conductingDEATH: Certificate of Death - State of Utah [State File No. 51, Registrar's No. 48 dated: July 25, 1941]
Name: Christian Edgar Peterson
Date of Death: July 20, 1941
Immediate cause of death: Coronary Occlusion
Duration before death: one hour Due to blood clot
Other conditions: none
Autopsy: no
Place of Death: Woods Cross Hospital, Woods Cross, Davis, Utah
Length of Stay: n/a
Usual residence of deceased: Woods Cross, Davis, Utah
Veteran: No Social Security number: No
Male, White, Married
Name of spouse: Olive Braithwaite Peterson
Age of Wife: deceased
Birth date of deceased: April 3, 1890
Age 51 years, 3 months, 17 days
Birthplace: Ephraim, Utah
Occupation: Farmer - self employed
Father: Andrew C. Peterson Birthplace: Denmark
Mother: Gunda Olsen Birthplace: Oslo, Norway
Informant: Florence Waddell 1540 W. 9th South
Removal on July 26, 1941 Place: Boutiful, Utah Cemetery
Mortuary: Deseret Mortuary Company
Body was embalmed.DEATH: Rich Braegger has a copy.
R. H. Braithwaite Source Notes
Birth source - Manti So Wd Rec F 026133. Marriage, Baptism
and Endowment source - SL Slg Rec, 22 May 1952. Death
source - Arco Advertiser, 6 Dec 1918.BIOGRAPHY: Jack Braithwaite - 2009 Braithwaite Reunion - said Olive had the flu she gave birth and the female child lived over 24 hours and died one day before Olive. They were buried together in same coffin. No inscription on the tombstone. Arco has no record of this. Arco says so many people during flu of 1919 that birth and death records not always done. I can not find a baby Peterson dying in 1919.
BIOGRAPHY: Biography on her says she was visiting her parents and expecting a child, in Arco during the flu epidemic and caught the flu. Her and her newborn died. Mary (Olive's mother) raised Olive's daughter, Olive.
DEATH: Olive died of the flu after giving birth of a girl. 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
DEATH: She died 24 hours after her birth. Her mother died of the flu the next day. 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
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R. H. Braithwaite Notes:
Birth, marriage, and death source - have cert. Baptism
source - So Snpt Stk Rec F 027320. Endowment source -
SL female Living Endow F 184078.BIOGRAPHY: Recieved endowments to go on a mission
R. H. Braithwaite Notes:
Married #2, Jesse Maxine Atkinson on 22 Mar 1946.
Birth and marriage source - have cert. Baptism source -
Manti So Ward Rec F 026133. Endowment source - SL Male
endowment F 184072.BIOGRAPHY: Eldred worked at Safeway in Rexburg in the 1940's, when the store in Moore, Idaho came up for sale by Tom Young in 1946, Gwendlen (she grew up in Moore, Idaho) and Eldred purchased it and moved to Moore, Idaho. Nine months later Gwendlen died from a stroke 9 months later.
BIOGRAPHY: Eldred Luzon Braithwaite
Life Sketch by Mary Ellen Braithwaite CopeBIOGRAPHY: Eldred Luzon Braithwaite was born December 24, 1905, in Manti, Sanpete County, Utah, to William Francis and Mary Christine Nelson Braithwaite. He was the fourth of six children. His mother referred to him as “for little howling Christmas present”.
The family moved to Sterling, six miles from Manti, several months after daddy was born and they lived there until he was eight years old.
Daddy had the usual boyhood experiences - selling carrots door to door for a nickel a bunch, jumping over sagebrush - especially ones with big rattlesnakes under them, falling on a can that left a scar on his hand that he carried all his life, falling off the corral which resulted in a concussion, and rafting on a lake. One very special event in his young life was his baptism into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in the temple at Manti when he was eight years old.
In April of 1914, daddy accompanied his family on their move to Arco, Idaho. Francis, his older brother, was old enough to drive the wagon to bring a load of belongings. This took approximately two weeks. The rest of the family came by train. Even though he wasn’t old enough, Eldred rode in the boxcar with his father, the animals and the bees.
The Braithwaite family lived in a house located near the present County Road and Bridge buildings. His mother planted the two cedar trees that are still there. Daddy carried many buckets of water from the canal to tho9se trees. The house now sits on the left of the first turn in the highway between Arco and Moore, across from the Search and Rescue Firing Range on the Lew Rothwell property.
While in Arco, daddy helped with the farming and the cows. The family had one of the first dry farms in the Arco Pass. One of the stories we were told was about the dances at Bernice. He would leave home after the chores in the evening, play the trumpet in the dance band most of the night, and get home in time to do chores the next morning. It was all right for him to do this, but it was a totally different story when his kids did it.
In 1923 daddy graduated from the Arco High School, which was located in the old Junior High building that was damaged in the 1983 earthquake and subsequently razed. He was a member of the Arco Drum and Bugle Corp, and played in Arco and MacKay on many occasions. After graduation, he attended Brigham Young University in Provo for a year and was homesick most of the time.
Daddy served a mission for the LDS Church in New Zealand for three and one-half years. He traveled by boat to and from New Zealand, while there, he bicycled more than 10,000 miles, and often traveled by horseback. He learned the Maori language and could still speak the language fluently.
On October 3, 1928, dad married Gwendlen M. Jensen, a sister of Reuben Jensen. Gwen died in November of 1946. They had one son, William Jensen Braithwaite.
In August of 1929, daddy started working for Safeway. He worked in Montpelier and Idaho Falls. In 1938 he moved to Rexburg to manage the Safeway store there.
Daddy was a charter member of the Rexburg Lions Club and was a member of the Idaho Volunteer Reserve during World War II.
In February of 1946, daddy bought the Valley Mercantile, more commonly known as the Valley Merc or just “Eldred’s”, in Moore, Idaho, from Tom Young.
On March 23, 1948, he married Maxine Atkinson. This marriage was a two-fold blessing, for he acquired a wife and another son, Jon Atkinson Braithwaite. Later three daughters joined the family; first Mary Ellen, then Diane, who passed away at age six months, and lastly, Karen.
Daddy was active in civic affairs all his life. He served as President of the Moore Town Ditch, and in May of 1947, he was appointed as one of the members of the Board of Village Trustees of the newly incorporated Village of Moore. In May of 1951, he was elected as chairman of the board and 1959, daddy was appointed as permanent Fire Chief of the Village of Moore. At that time the fire truck was a chemical tank on a trailer, pulled by a pickup.
In 1959 the Lost River Fire District was formed, a modern fire truck was purchased and daddy served as the first Fire Chief. He also served as Board Treasurer for two years.
During this time, William a “Postmaster” Jones came excitedly into the store and said the post office at Moore was to be discontinued. Postmaster Jones supplied the names of people to contact and daddy did the telephoning. As a result of his efforts, we still have a post office today.
In 1968 the Village of Moore became the City of Moore and daddy served as Mayor from January to August. At that time, he resigned from city government due to health problems.
On June 10, 1949, daddy was appointed to the board of the Lost River Electric Cooperative, to fill the expired term of Henry C. Moore. He was first elected to the board on November 13, 1950, and has served continuously since that date. On January 6, 1955, he was elected to serve as Secretary-treasurer of the board, a position he has held to date. I still remember all the different people who met at our house to ride to MacKay for meetings. This has been going on for 37 years.
Since his retirement in 1974, daddy has been very busy. He weighed trucks at the Hi-Alta Certified Seed Warehouse and for the past four years has been caretaker at the Lost Ricer Cemetery, where he enjoyed visiting with his many friends.
Daddy loved being outdoors. We spent many hours driving through the valley, enjoying the scenery and the animals. He and mother would pack a little lunch and go looking for fireplace wood. It was always an experience to go with him, since the best wood was always across the creek or a mile from the main road.
Daddy always looked forward to and enjoyed the hunting trips to the Selway and Big Creek. He enjoyed being outdoors and wouldn’t shoot a deer until the last day of the season so he could have lots of hunting trips.
One of his very favorite things to do was to ride for the cattle with Reuben, Vaughn, and Jack Jensen. It didn’t matter whether they were putting out salt, taking the cattle to or from the summer pasture, or checking the calves. He was always ready and excited to be going.
Daddy loved music. He sang in many choirs and quartets and was always whistling or singing as he worked in the yard or drove around in the pickup.
Daddy was a High Priest in the Moore Ward. He has served as President of the Ward Choir, president of the Young Men’s organization, a Scoutmaster, and a teacher in various organizations. He was Ward Finance Clerk for fourteen years, serving under four different Bishops. For the last two years, he served as the Stake Finance Clerk.
He enjoyed family gatherings at birthdays, holidays and other occasions. He especially enjoyed his grandchildren.
Daddy passed away Thursday, May 23, 1985, while working at the Lost River Cemetery. He is survived by his wife, Maxine, of Moore; two sons, Jon, of Moore, and Bill, of the Hague, Netherlands; two daughters, Mary Ellen of Blackfoot, and Karen of Idaho Falls; fourteen grandchildren; a brother, Hillard, of Ogden, Utah; one niece, Elaine Peterson Mann, who was raised as a sister, and many other nieces and nephews. His first wife and a daughter preceded him in death.
Daddy will always be remembered for his helping hand, cheery smile, and big hello that he had for everyone.
We, the family of Eldred L. Braithwaite, have enjoyed remembering all the experiences and stories that daddy has been part of. We considered putting them into the life sketch, but there were just too many.
We hope that you will pause for a moment and remember your favorite experience with daddy. He was loved by many and will be missed by all.BIRTH: Birth Certificate says 24 Dec 1905
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BIOGRAPHY: Gwendolyn was from Moore, ID and her husband, Eldred, and her lived in Rexburg, ID at a store. When the store in Moore, ID was for sale - they moved to Moore, ID and took over. Gwendolyn died a year later of a stroke.
FUNERAL: The Post Register (Idaho Falls, ID), Sunday, 10 NOV 1946
Braithwaite Rites Held At Moore
Funeral services for Mrs. Eldred Braithwaite, 41, who died at her home in Moore last Friday, were held Wednesday in the LDS Church in Moore.
Born Gwendolyn Jensen in Blackfoot, Idaho on March 26, 1905, she was united in marriage to Eldred Braithwaite of Arco in the Salt Lake LDS Temple in 1928.
They were stationed at Rexburg and at Montpelier with the Skaggs Stores until eight months ago when they returned to Moore where they purchased the Valley Mercantile Store.
R. H. Braithwaite Notes:
Married #2, Jesse Maxine Atkinson on 22 Mar 1946.
Birth and marriage source - have cert. Baptism source -
Manti So Ward Rec F 026133. Endowment source - SL Male
endowment F 184072.BIOGRAPHY: Eldred worked at Safeway in Rexburg in the 1940's, when the store in Moore, Idaho came up for sale by Tom Young in 1946, Gwendlen (she grew up in Moore, Idaho) and Eldred purchased it and moved to Moore, Idaho. Nine months later Gwendlen died from a stroke 9 months later.
BIOGRAPHY: Eldred Luzon Braithwaite
Life Sketch by Mary Ellen Braithwaite CopeBIOGRAPHY: Eldred Luzon Braithwaite was born December 24, 1905, in Manti, Sanpete County, Utah, to William Francis and Mary Christine Nelson Braithwaite. He was the fourth of six children. His mother referred to him as “for little howling Christmas present”.
The family moved to Sterling, six miles from Manti, several months after daddy was born and they lived there until he was eight years old.
Daddy had the usual boyhood experiences - selling carrots door to door for a nickel a bunch, jumping over sagebrush - especially ones with big rattlesnakes under them, falling on a can that left a scar on his hand that he carried all his life, falling off the corral which resulted in a concussion, and rafting on a lake. One very special event in his young life was his baptism into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in the temple at Manti when he was eight years old.
In April of 1914, daddy accompanied his family on their move to Arco, Idaho. Francis, his older brother, was old enough to drive the wagon to bring a load of belongings. This took approximately two weeks. The rest of the family came by train. Even though he wasn’t old enough, Eldred rode in the boxcar with his father, the animals and the bees.
The Braithwaite family lived in a house located near the present County Road and Bridge buildings. His mother planted the two cedar trees that are still there. Daddy carried many buckets of water from the canal to tho9se trees. The house now sits on the left of the first turn in the highway between Arco and Moore, across from the Search and Rescue Firing Range on the Lew Rothwell property.
While in Arco, daddy helped with the farming and the cows. The family had one of the first dry farms in the Arco Pass. One of the stories we were told was about the dances at Bernice. He would leave home after the chores in the evening, play the trumpet in the dance band most of the night, and get home in time to do chores the next morning. It was all right for him to do this, but it was a totally different story when his kids did it.
In 1923 daddy graduated from the Arco High School, which was located in the old Junior High building that was damaged in the 1983 earthquake and subsequently razed. He was a member of the Arco Drum and Bugle Corp, and played in Arco and MacKay on many occasions. After graduation, he attended Brigham Young University in Provo for a year and was homesick most of the time.
Daddy served a mission for the LDS Church in New Zealand for three and one-half years. He traveled by boat to and from New Zealand, while there, he bicycled more than 10,000 miles, and often traveled by horseback. He learned the Maori language and could still speak the language fluently.
On October 3, 1928, dad married Gwendlen M. Jensen, a sister of Reuben Jensen. Gwen died in November of 1946. They had one son, William Jensen Braithwaite.
In August of 1929, daddy started working for Safeway. He worked in Montpelier and Idaho Falls. In 1938 he moved to Rexburg to manage the Safeway store there.
Daddy was a charter member of the Rexburg Lions Club and was a member of the Idaho Volunteer Reserve during World War II.
In February of 1946, daddy bought the Valley Mercantile, more commonly known as the Valley Merc or just “Eldred’s”, in Moore, Idaho, from Tom Young.
On March 23, 1948, he married Maxine Atkinson. This marriage was a two-fold blessing, for he acquired a wife and another son, Jon Atkinson Braithwaite. Later three daughters joined the family; first Mary Ellen, then Diane, who passed away at age six months, and lastly, Karen.
Daddy was active in civic affairs all his life. He served as President of the Moore Town Ditch, and in May of 1947, he was appointed as one of the members of the Board of Village Trustees of the newly incorporated Village of Moore. In May of 1951, he was elected as chairman of the board and 1959, daddy was appointed as permanent Fire Chief of the Village of Moore. At that time the fire truck was a chemical tank on a trailer, pulled by a pickup.
In 1959 the Lost River Fire District was formed, a modern fire truck was purchased and daddy served as the first Fire Chief. He also served as Board Treasurer for two years.
During this time, William a “Postmaster” Jones came excitedly into the store and said the post office at Moore was to be discontinued. Postmaster Jones supplied the names of people to contact and daddy did the telephoning. As a result of his efforts, we still have a post office today.
In 1968 the Village of Moore became the City of Moore and daddy served as Mayor from January to August. At that time, he resigned from city government due to health problems.
On June 10, 1949, daddy was appointed to the board of the Lost River Electric Cooperative, to fill the expired term of Henry C. Moore. He was first elected to the board on November 13, 1950, and has served continuously since that date. On January 6, 1955, he was elected to serve as Secretary-treasurer of the board, a position he has held to date. I still remember all the different people who met at our house to ride to MacKay for meetings. This has been going on for 37 years.
Since his retirement in 1974, daddy has been very busy. He weighed trucks at the Hi-Alta Certified Seed Warehouse and for the past four years has been caretaker at the Lost Ricer Cemetery, where he enjoyed visiting with his many friends.
Daddy loved being outdoors. We spent many hours driving through the valley, enjoying the scenery and the animals. He and mother would pack a little lunch and go looking for fireplace wood. It was always an experience to go with him, since the best wood was always across the creek or a mile from the main road.
Daddy always looked forward to and enjoyed the hunting trips to the Selway and Big Creek. He enjoyed being outdoors and wouldn’t shoot a deer until the last day of the season so he could have lots of hunting trips.
One of his very favorite things to do was to ride for the cattle with Reuben, Vaughn, and Jack Jensen. It didn’t matter whether they were putting out salt, taking the cattle to or from the summer pasture, or checking the calves. He was always ready and excited to be going.
Daddy loved music. He sang in many choirs and quartets and was always whistling or singing as he worked in the yard or drove around in the pickup.
Daddy was a High Priest in the Moore Ward. He has served as President of the Ward Choir, president of the Young Men’s organization, a Scoutmaster, and a teacher in various organizations. He was Ward Finance Clerk for fourteen years, serving under four different Bishops. For the last two years, he served as the Stake Finance Clerk.
He enjoyed family gatherings at birthdays, holidays and other occasions. He especially enjoyed his grandchildren.
Daddy passed away Thursday, May 23, 1985, while working at the Lost River Cemetery. He is survived by his wife, Maxine, of Moore; two sons, Jon, of Moore, and Bill, of the Hague, Netherlands; two daughters, Mary Ellen of Blackfoot, and Karen of Idaho Falls; fourteen grandchildren; a brother, Hillard, of Ogden, Utah; one niece, Elaine Peterson Mann, who was raised as a sister, and many other nieces and nephews. His first wife and a daughter preceded him in death.
Daddy will always be remembered for his helping hand, cheery smile, and big hello that he had for everyone.
We, the family of Eldred L. Braithwaite, have enjoyed remembering all the experiences and stories that daddy has been part of. We considered putting them into the life sketch, but there were just too many.
We hope that you will pause for a moment and remember your favorite experience with daddy. He was loved by many and will be missed by all.BIRTH: Birth Certificate says 24 Dec 1905
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Death: SSDI
Name: Maxine A. Braithwaite
SSN: 518-24-9884
Last Residence: 83255 Moore, Butte, Idaho, United States of America
Born: 4 Jan 1919
Died: 27 Jan 1988
State (Year) SSN issued: Idaho (Before 1951)Cause of Death: Congestive Heart Failure
OBIT: On Find-a-GraveMaxine Braithwaite Services Held Saturday
Jessie Maxine Atkinson Braithwaite, 69, Moore city treasurer and former merchant, died at her home in Moore, Idaho January 27, 1988, of congestive heart failure.
She was born January 4, 1919, at Rexburg, Idaho, to John Newlove Atkinson and Jessie Archibald Atkinson.
She attended elementary, high school and Ricks Academy in Rexburg, Idaho. On June 10, 1938, she was married to Ted H. Carlson at Rexburg and they were later divorced.
She was married to Eldred L. Braithwaite March 22, 1948, in the Idaho Falls LDS Temple. They owned and operated the Valley Mercantile at Moore from 1948 until their retirement in 1970. Mr. Braithwaite died May 23, 1985.
She was an active member of the LDS Church and also active in civic affairs, including service on the Butte County School Board and the PTA. She was a charter member of the Daughters of Utah Pioneers. She was currently serving as Moore city treasurer.
Survivors include two sons, Jon A. Braithwaite of Moore, and William J. Braithwaite of the Netherlands; two daughters, Mary Ellen Cope of Blackfoot and Karen Kuck of Idaho Falls; a brother, John A. Atkinson of Hollister, California; and a sister, Dorothy A. Clark of Rexburg; 14 grandchildren and three great-great-grandchildren.
Besides her husband, she was preceded in death by a daughter, her parents, twin brothers, and a grandson.
Her funeral was conducted Saturday at 2 p.m. in the Moore LDS Stake Center by Bishop Merlin Waddoups. Burial was in Hillcrest Cemetery at Arco, Idaho under the direction of Marvel Memorial Chapel.
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R. H. Braithwaite Notes:
Buried in Hillcrest cemetery at Arco, Butte County, Idaho
Birth, marriage, baptism and endowment source - have cert.R. H. Braithwaite Notes:
Buried in Hillcrest cemetery at Arco, Butte County, Idaho
Birth, marriage, baptism and endowment source - have cert.MARRIAGE: Karen Braithwaite has this marriage for Robert Hillard Braithwaite:
MARRIAGE RECORD
a. Western States Marriage Index; ID number: 358428
Groom: Robert Hillard Braithwaite
Residence: Arco, Butte, Idaho
Bride: Betty Belle Brown
Residence: Odgen, Weber, Utah
Marriage Place:
Marriage Date:
County of Record: Weber
State: UtahBIOGRAPHY: LIFE HISTORY OF ROBERT HILLARD BRAITHWAITE
I was born 26 December 1907 in Sterling, Sanpete County, Utah, the seventh child in a family of eight, having three brothers and three sisters preceding me and one sister younger. When I was six years old my parents, William Francis Braithwaite and Mary Christina Nelson, and their family moved to Arco, Butte County, Idaho where they lived all the remainder of their life. I do not remember much of my one year of schooling in Sterling. My first teacher in the Arco School was Miss Shanafelt (later Mrs. Fox). She only passed one student in a class of 20 or 30 that year and he was her pet. It was necessary for us to take the beginner’s grade over again. However, in my second year I passed into the second grade at Christmas time and into the third grade at the end of the school year. A girl by the name of Ora Anderson also graduated with me at Christmas time and we continued on thru high school together graduating in May of 1927.
This part of my history was written on the 8th of December, the anniversary of my employment in the U.S. Post Office. As I stated previously, we moved to Arco, Idaho in 1914 and in 1915 took up a dry farm (160 acres) in the Arco Pass. While we were traveling up to the dry-farm one morning in a wagon, by brother Eldred and I were taking turns in jumping off the wagon onto the ground along the side of the road. There was a nail sticking up in the edge of the wagon box and my overalls caught on it one time when I jumped and it pulled me back and I fell down under the hind wheel of the wagon and the wheel ran over my hips. I did not seem to be hurt to bad but as time progressed we found that the injury had cut off the vein that fed the bone of the right hip and it started to decay. It gave me much trouble in the months that passed and in January of 1917, upon the advice of Dr. Fox, I was operated on for appendicitis. Of course this was not the trouble so it did not relieve the pain. In the spring of 1917, my mother took Elda and I to Manti to her old family Doctor (Dr. Sears). He gave me tests and treatments but it did not do any good, so on our trip home we stopped off in Salt Lake City where I was examined by a group of doctors at the clinic. They diagnosed my trouble as T.B. of the hip joint so after going home my Father took me back to Salt Lake where I was put on crutches on 22 June 1917. I remember this date, as it is my Mothers birth date. I walked on crutches for a year to the date, 5 o’clock P.M. The day I got off crutches I ran down the road to Decoria’s corner to show the kids how smart I was to be able to walk without crutches. My leg has given me much trouble and I have limped all my life. While I was in high school, I did not attend the dances nor chase around town very much, but rather enjoyed going off by myself with my 22 rifle and hunting either on the hills or in the fields along the river. I did this very much and at times stayed out all night by the side of a fire. During my last two years in high school and later I spent much of my time with the bees. It was my job to take a one-horse buggy and some beehives to the old Murray place about 4 miles north of home. It is the Marlin Felton place now. When the bees would swarm, I would put them in a new hive and they would start a new colony. I would sometimes have as many as ten swarms in a day in the spring during the months of May and June.
One great event in my life was when I was baptized. In the morning of 1 July 1916, I rode an old work horse bare-back for 6 miles from the dry-farm in the Arco Pass down to Arco. In the afternoon, I was baptized along with five or six other children in a hole in the Lost River in what was then known as Collins pasture south of town. My Uncle Robert F. Braithwaite baptized me and I was confirmed a member of the Church on Sunday, 2 July 1916, by Bishop William B. Lowry.
I graduated from grade school in 1923, having lost about 6 months of schooling because of my lame leg. I graduated from Arco High School in 1927. About 18 graduated from grade school and 4 girls and myself graduated from High School. During the winter of 1927-28, I attended Ricks College at Rexburg and during the winter of 1928-29, I attended B.Y.U. at Provo. In November of 1929, Paul Johnson, a friend and neighbor and I bought an old Ford car and took a trip to California. We only had one flat in Richmond Utah but when we were going up the hill from Nevada into California, the low clutch band wore out and we had to turn it around and back up the hill. It was slow going and we did not know which side of the road to stay on. Were we coming or going? Finally, a fellow came along with a new convertible and offered to pull us to the top. We hooked on and went on our way to California. We spent a month there seeing the sights and working whenever we could find work that paid. We picked maize and cotton but did not make enough to pay for our grub. We went south from Bakersfield into Los Angeles, stayed a few days, sold our car for 25 dollars and came home on the bus. We had lots of fun and many laughs. In January of 1931, I took a trip to Denver and spent three months in a Cafe in partnership with a fellow from Cheyenne. I returned home in May. I was married to Ella Barnes from Ogden, on 2 Sep 1931 in the Salt Lake Temple. After the ceremony, we slipped away from our parents and took a three-day tour of the Parks in Southern Utah.
After Ella and I were married, we lived in a little house about a mile north of Arco. We farmed and worked with the bees until the fall of 1943 during the second World War when I went down to Ogden with my brother-in-law, Emory Barnes, and had to go into the hospital with my back. It seemed to get better so I started to work for the U.S. Post Office at Hill Field (Air Force Base). I worked at Hill Field until the fall of 1945 when we moved back to Arco to take care of the farm. We had to sell the bees, as we could not take care of them with my back the way it was. In the spring of 1944, I was operated on in Salt Lake on my back to straighten the lower three vertebrae and the Doctors fused them together. I had to wear a corset type cast for six months but went back to work in the Post Office at Hill Field and used to hook it over the top of the counter when I would get tired standing. I worked most of the time on the parcel post window. I was operated on in July of 1968 for my hip in Ogden. They made a ball out of the bone that was left there and put it in a steel socket and I have walked that way since. It took away the pain in my hip that used to be there but it left my right leg two inches shorter than the left. We had to sell the cattle in the fall of 1949 and I went to work for the Post Office in Arco on 10 October 1949. I had only worked for the Post Office at Hill Field for 1 year and 11 months but it gave me some good experience, which helped me when I went to work for the Department in Arco. I advanced to a regular clerk in Arco and in July of 1958, when the Postmaster W. O. Putnam retired, I took his place as Postmaster and held that job until 22 June 1973. This date I remember well as it was my Mother’s birth date, 22 June 1868.
In April of 1931, I was set apart as 2nd counselor to J. Courtleigh Toombs in the Lost River Stake M.I.A. I held this position until October 1931 when I was set apart as president of the Arco Ward M.I.A. Later I was set apart to the office of 2nd Assistant to Aaron L. Quist in the Arco Ward Sunday School. Later I was a teacher of the Deacon’s Quorum and supervisor of M-Men in the Stake. On 26 January 1936, I was sustained as Clerk of the Arco Ward. On 31 October 1937, I was sustained as Chairman of the Junior Genealogical class.
INCIDENTS THAT HAPPENED IN MY LIFE
(Not necessarily in chronological order)
In my teen-age years, I spent many ours hiking and hunting in the fields and on the hills around our home in Arco. I used to do a lot of hill climbing after my leg got well enough to walk without crutches. I had a 22 Special Rifle, which I used in my hunting and I always prided myself that I was a pretty good shot. I hunted jackrabbits mostly as they were the most plentiful. I remember more than one winter my Dad said he would buy the ammunition for me if I would get a rabbit for each shot. I stayed even most of the time. When I did miss one I had to get two of them lined up along a trail and get two with one shot in order to keep up my score. Of course I got plenty of shooting, as the rabbits were thick. I always thought I was a pretty good hill climber until the summer of 1956 just before I was 50 years old. I decided that I wanted to climb to the top of Mount Borah, which is 12655 feet. My son David decided that he would go with me so on a beautiful summer morning 24 July 1956 we left home before daylight. It was just coming light when we left the car in the canyon to the north of Mount Borah. We found out later that we did it the hard way as we had to climb about two miles farther from that side than if we had gone up from the West Side. We decided to go up the big canyon on the north side but after looking over into it we found to much rocks and shale so we came back and started up the ridge. The only thing that was interesting in the first part of the climb was that we saw a buck deer running in the early morning light. I guess he wondered what fools we were for being up there that part of the day. After climbing for some time we looked across the valley and could see the Willow Creek summit. It looked like we were about on a level with it so we had hardly got started as that summit is just a little over 7100 feet. We were getting hot and tired by this time so we left our coats and some of our food and armed with a sandwich or two and a half inch rope we started for the summit. I have often wondered why we took the rope, as we did not use it much, but such is the whims of the uneducated mountain climber. After we got above tree level, which I think is about 10,000 feet, we were on sharp granite rock, which cut our shoes badly, and made it rough to fall down. When we arrived at what I thought was about 11,000 feet we came to the ledges and I was never so scared of climbing in my life. I remember sitting on the side of the hill with nothing to hold on to but shale rock, and made myself so scared that I would have called the trip off if it had not been for David. He would walk out on the edge of the gulleys and throw rocks off and it seemed two minutes before we could hear them hit the bottom. I have done a lot of hill climbing but at this level I saw a sight, which I have never seen in my life. The large canyon on the South side of Mount Borah is a deep gulley and the West side of the gulley is ledges lying at about a 45-degree angle. These ledges lay in seams with cracks in between and when the snow melts and freezes these layers of rock break off and fall down into the gulley which is filled with rocks the size of cars and smaller. I have never seen anything like it in my life before or since. When we started climbing up the ledges from this point, David would go ahead and call to me that it was easy after you got up as far as he was. I finally tried it but it seemed it was just another set of steep ledges until we reached the upper saddle, which you can see from the road sign, which advertises Mount Borah. After we reached the upper saddle the ascent to the top is not as steep and we made it to the top about 2 o’clock in the afternoon. On the way up from the upper saddle we found an oxford sitting on a ledge of rock. It was worn some and had a hole on each side just in front of the heel. We decided it must have belonged to a boy who was climbing there the previous summer and was killed by the lightening. We left the oxford on the ledge where we had found it. When we reached the top we found a steel box with a book in it to write the date and your name. After staying up there for about half an hour, we decided to start back as it was a long way back to the car. The trip down through the ledges did not seem as scary as going up. The way down seemed harder on me than going up because of the jar, jar, jar on my legs and after we got down into the trees again I spent a lot of my time on my rump sitting down and sliding down on the pine needles. We made the trip down without any mishap and arrived back at the car at 7 P.M. having taken 13 hours for the trip. It will always be a happy memory in my life and I am glad I did it when I did.
During the years from 1929 to 1940, there was not only a bad depression in the land but also a
drought in Lost River. It was hard to raise any crop on our land because of the lack of water. My Dad used to say he could track a jackrabbit across the whole farm by the tracks it would make in the dust. We used to haul hay and straw from the Lost River area and from the Utah Construction Company on the flat West of Arco as they had some water in those areas. During the Winters of 1934 and 1935, we ran short of hay and grain during the Winter so in February we drove our strongest cows up on top of the hills East of Town so they could feed on the dry grass and the snow banks. We lost some of them as they were to weak to find food until the grass got green in the spring. One summer the range was so bad we decided to take a railroad carload of them down to Springfield on the Snake River and put them on the Blue Grass pasture. We gathered up 31 head and started out one afternoon driving them on foot and one of us driving a hayrack with some hay and a water tank. As it was not very cool in the daytime, we decided to drive them mostly at night. My Father put a bell on one of the cows so he could follow them in the night. The first night we tried to get them bedded down for the night but they started back for home so my Father told me to go to bed and meet him down the road the next morning. He drove the cows all night on foot and it was mid-morning before I caught up with him. Earl Waite, a neighbor boy, had agreed to help us drive them down on his horse and he caught up with us the next day. During the day while the cattle were moving along, Earl and I spent some time looking under rocks for Rattle Snakes and Blow Snakes. I have never seen snakes so thick as they were that summer. When we killed one we would throw it on the hayrack and told my Father that we were going to skin them that night and make hatbands and belts. However, as we went along we saw that the snakes kept disappearing from the rack. My Father said that they were not entirely dead and had crawled off the rack. However, I have always suspected they had a little help from my Father and the pitchfork. We made it to Springfield in two days and were glad to get there as the cows were getting tired and thirsty. We left them in the blue grass pasture for 60 days and by that time they were really fat. My Dad then sold them to a Blackfoot cattle buyer for 2 cents a pound or 20 dollars a head. My Dad decided to take the 20 dollars a head as we were supposed to drive them into Blackfoot in the bargain. We started out again with them one late afternoon and drove all night. A boy from one of the ranches was supposed to help us drive them on his horse but about midnight he got sleepy and said he wanted to go home. So my Dad gave him a dollar and he went home. We arrived in he streets of Blackfoot just after sun up and it seemed that each house on every street had a dog which wanted to run out and bark and chase the cows. It was hard to keep them bunched on foot but we finally got them to the stock yards, got the 20 dollars a head, but we had to pay $6.00 for each for the pasture so we only realized 14 dollars on the deal, but it was better than letting them die on the range in Arco.
At the time I was growing up as a boy, my life was not one of luxuries but I always had plenty to eat and clothes to wear. My Father always had a bunch of milk cows. He even kept one Guernsey cow to milk after he retired and moved to town. During the years he had a bunch of range cattle (white face and a mixture of Holsteins and Jerseys). He brought some Jerseys from Utah when he moved to Arco in 1914. He always had some pigs and killed two or three each Fall for meat for the winter and next year. Mother always had a bunch of chickens and raised her own fryers and eggs. We also had all the honey we needed and Mother used to make vinegar from the capping she cut from the combs of honey. She also used to separate the cream from the milk and make butter and cheese from the cream and milk. Father always had a granary full of wheat and oats to feed his family and his stock. He used to have a good garden and Mother took care of the weeding and watering. One year Father took a prize in the County fair for the largest pumpkin that was raised in the valley. As I remember it weighed 44 pounds.BIOGRAPHY: THE GOLD DIGGER
All my life I have lived near the mountains, the most of it in Idaho. I find that I have always been trying to find gold in “THEM THAR HILLS” and for the most part I have found it in one way or another. I remember Ella and I were camped on our lot on the Salmon River one summer and Wayne and Sharon and their two children came to visit with us. We decided to go hiking to a lake up in the hills one day so we started out and had to ride in Wayne’s truck for about 8 miles till we came to the trail and had to walk the rest of the way. Wayne started up one trail on his trail bike and as I had been up to the Lake a good many years before I thought I knew the trail so Sharon and I and Barbara and John started up another trail. It so happened that I got them off on the wrong trail and we had to back track and go up another canyon after about an hours hike. We climbed up a ridge and finally got in the right canyon. Grandpa had sure led them on a wild goose chase. However, I showed Barbara and John how to warm a can of vegetable soup by putting the can on a flat surface and building a fire of twigs around the can. I don’t think John and Barbara were very impressed but we had fun anyway. After about another hours hiking we found Wayne who had found the lake and was coming back to find us as we had the fishing poles. We went on up to the lake and caught some fish but could not stay very long as the day was coming to a close. Well, even if we did not catch many fish, I found some gold that day in the companionship of my children and I will never forget it.
I remember, David and I went on an Elk hunting trip with Tom Brower on Spring Creek about 20 miles down river (Salmon River) from North Fork (Idaho). We drove up the creek 11 miles and camped near the Idaho-Montana border. It is beautiful, wild country. It was snowing on us when we went in and by next morning our tent was loaded down with snow and still snowing. David and I decided we would take a hike up on the hill and try to find an Elk. After climbing for about two hours we came to a peak and decided to go around the peak and then go back to camp. As we were going around the peak, David heard something in a grove of trees and went in to investigate. It turned out that it was not an Elk but just a big white mountain goat. We went on around the mountain and started back for camp. It stopped snowing but the fog came in so thick that we could not be sure which way we were going. We went on for some time and decided that we must be pretty close to camp but we could not find it. We finally decided to sit down and rest and wait for the fog to lift. After waiting for some time we heard what sounded like a truck coming up a hill so we headed in the direction that the sound came from and soon found a road and that we were only about two hundred yards from our camp. I found a lot of Gold that day in getting lost and found with my son David and I will never forget it.
One summer, Ella and I were camped at Flat Rock campground on Yankee Fork of the Salmon River. We were camped there in our trailer for about two months. During that time different members of our family came up and stayed with us for a few days at a time. Kay and her girl friend came out from Washington D.C. and one morning I was in to the store in Yankee Fork when I ran on to a young man I used to know in Arco. I told him that Kay wanted to go panning for gold so he said he knew some neighbors who had some pans. I went back to the trailer and told Kay to get ready that an old prospector was coming up to take her panning gold. It did not take Kay and her friend very long to get ready and when he arrived they found out the old prospector was the son of Earl Waite one of our neighbors in Arco. Well, he took us up on a creek where people had been digging for gold and we panned for a couple of hours. We did not find much gold but I found a lot of it in being out in the hills with Kay and her friend. I will never forget it.
On Fall I was up on the Salmon River hunting deer on a little creek that empties into the Salmon just across the river from Robinson Bar. I do not remember the name of the little creek but I was up about a mile from the main river. I kneeled down to get a drink when I noticed the top of a wooden barrel sticking out of the mud in the creek. I went home and told Ella and the children what I had found and that someone had put it there to catch the gold that came down the creek. The next summer, Ella and I and the children took a lunch and climbed up the creek to where the barrel was. It was a beautiful canyon and we enjoyed the climb up. When we arrived, I dug around the barrel. It was so badly rotted that it fell to pieces when I pulled on it. We did not get any gold out of the barrel but I found plenty of it in taking a lunch and climbing up the canyon with my wife and children. I have found gold on top of Mount Timpanogos in Utah and on top of Mount Borah in Idaho. It has always been a thrill for me to get to the top of the highest hill in the vicinity and look out on the top of the other hills and valleys below. Gayle and I took a little trip to Herd Lake on the East Fork of the Salmon River, which I shall never forget. Brent and I went hunting Elk one year near Henrys Lake above Ponds Lodge, with Francis. It was Brent’s first hunt when he was able to carry a gun. We saw some Elk but could only see their legs as they were running through the trees so we did not get a shot at them. We did not get any Elk but I found a log of gold in being out with my son Brent and tramping around in the hills. I will never forget it. This type of gold I am talking about is no good for buying cars or furniture or any of the physical things of life. But I can spend it on long afternoons on the patio and I can spend some of it on long nights when I cannot sleep. The good thing about this gold is that the more I spend it the more valuable it becomes. After I retired from the Post Office, Ella and I bought a trailer and were going to travel around the U.S. and see some of the sights but in October my eyes started going bad. The lids started to fall down over my eyes and made it so I could not see. We went to a lot of Doctors in Washington and California but they did not seem to do me any good. We moved from Arizona to Ogden in the spring of 1974 and have lived here since. I had both of my eyes operated on in 1975 by cutting the nerves behind my ears but it did not seem to do much good and I am still bothered with my seeing. The past 4 years I have been doing some genealogical and temple work. 8 January 1979
Death: SSDI
Name: Ella Braithwaite
SSN: 518-38-8853
Born: 21 Apr 1911
Died: 22 Nov 1989
State (Year) SSN issued: Idaho (1951-1952 )
OBIT: Ella Barnes BraithwaiteElla Braithwaite Rites Held Here Saturday
Ella Barnes Braithwaite, 78, of Ogden, Utah, formerly of Arco, died November 22, 1989 at Eastern Idaho Regional Medical Center in Idaho Falls of causes incident to age.
She was born April 31, 1911, in West Weber, Utah, to Edward Alfred and Barbara Ellen Mckay Barnes. She received her education at Ogden, where she lived until the time of her marriage.
She married Robert Hillard Braithwaite on September 2, 1931, in the Salt Lake LDS Temple. They farmed in the Lost River Valley near Arco until 1943. During World War II they returned to Ogden where he was employed at the Hill Field U.S. Post Office. In 1945, they returned to farming in Arco. In 1950, both she and her husband were employed by the U.S. Post Office, where they remained until they retired in 1973.
She was an active member of the LDS Church. She was musically talented and served as ward organist and chorister for many years. Other interests included sewing, needle work, traveling, and genealogy.
Survivors include her husband of Ogden; two sons, Brent H. Braithwaite, stationed in Germany and David B. Braithwaite of Idaho Falls; three daughters, Gayle Smith of Ammon, Kay Braithwaite, of Medford, Oregon, and Sharon Knight of Arco; one sister, Ena M. Barnes of Ogden; two brothers, Donald M. Barnes of Ogden and Angus W. (Bill) Barnes of Arco; 23 grandchildren; and 20 great-grandchildren.
She was preceded in death by one son, one daughter, six brothers and one sister.
Funeral services were held Saturday at 2 p.m. at the LDS Church in Arco. Burial was in the Hillcrest Cemetery in Arco.
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: DAVID B/BRAITHWAITE/ (2079536) JOYCE/BRADFORD/ (2240494)
R. H. Braithwaite Notes:
Marriage #2, James Broadhurst, 7 Sep 1963.
Birth and death source - have cert. Baptism and Endowment
source - CFI MO 475.BIOGRAPHY: Rose Elda Braithwaite
(By her nephew Jack Braithwaite)
Rose Elda Braithwaite was born 16 Sep 1909 in Sterling, Sanpete County, Utah, the eighth and last child of William Francis and Mary Christina Nelsen Braithwaite. Her first name, Rose was the same as an aunt and her Grandmother’s mother, but we all called her Elda.
In 1913 William, and his brother, Robert, and William’s oldest son, Francis, went to Arco, Idaho, to see about locating there, encouraged by Robert who had worked there. They chose the Arco pass and purchased 160 acres. This is located East of Arco behind the hills and can be entered from a road just north of the Arco cemetery. That year William, Francis, and Robert built two cabins, one for her family and one for Robert’s family.
They returned to Utah and the following year, 1914, they moved both families to the valley. Francis with his Uncles Robert and John Bartholomew drove two teams of horses with wagons loaded with farm machinery and feed for the horses, which took three weeks. The road ran east of the big butte. Elda came with her immigrant family by train, bringing bees, cattle, hogs, chickens, and furniture. Uncle John decided to return to Utah.
For lack of sufficient water the decided to relocate and purchased property along the canal on the north part of Arco. The house was part stockade and part frame. Eventually they cut and brought lo9gs from the mountains and, with the help of a Mr. Sutton, built an English styled home in which they lived for many years, along with a bee houses, barns and many other buildings. Water was pumped from a well just outside the door.
Shortly after moving to Idaho, Elda’s oldest sister Olive and baby died during the flu epidemic of 1918. Her grandmother Braithwaite also died while visiting in Arco and her body was hipped back to Utah. Olive’s small daughter, Elaine, not quite 2 years old, was left for William and Mary to rise. Elda and Elaine were like sisters and got along very well.
Elda loved the out of doors and worked hard on the farm. She worked in the garden, with the animals and harvesting the hay. She, Elaine (her niece) and her oldest nephew, Jack (me), who was born in the two-room bee house on this property, helped to stack the hay. Elda loved fishing and was very good at it. Jack would often carry the fish for her as a little boy.
She and her mother helped extract the honey from the honeybee cones. They always did the uncapping of the cones. The house often had the sweet smell of the honey.
Elda became a lovely tall girl. She was very talented in music, both piano and had a beautiful cultured contralto voice (deepest female singing voice). She played the piano in church meetings and played for the ward choir for a time. She was called on a lot to sing for funerals and weddings. When she sang with the choir she always sang tenor in the men’s section.
Handiwork was one of her talents. She was very fast with her hands. She sewed and crocheted from the time she was young.
Elda attended the Arco Public School. She was talented in sports. She played on the High School ball team. The colors they wore were gold and blue. She also played on the town team in a building on the corner east of the movie house. The girls word shirts and baggy bloomer pants, which came to the knees. They had elastic at the waist and knees and were colored black and orange. Fred Rich purchased the building and remodeled it for business and his residence. The Baptist Church was newly built using lava rock, and the games moved to the basement of that church.
Elda loved people and loves to help them. This was probably a trait learned from her parents who were always leaving food and honey on other people’s steps. She could tease and talk with anyone. Her nieces and nephews loved her outgoing personality too, as she often babysat and cared from them.
When Valois (her niece) was born, it was a snowy Sunday evening during Sacrament Meeting. Elda came to take Melva Dean (her niece) to church. The smaller children were left to go to bed. Walking home, Melva Dean turned to Elda and said, “I hear a bird singing”. Was she surprised to come home to find the ‘bird’ was a little baby sister crying.
She became a telephone operator as a young lady working nights. The office was in a building on the corner one block north of Main Street, across from where the A&A Market now stands. She worked the night shift and would have to get up, answer the phone and record the call. Often she would not remember recording the calls. Jack quite often spent the night with her for protection. Later the location was moved to a room in the Dee Hotel on Main Street and she worked there.
Elda dated several young men, but especially liked one by the name of Bert Mecham, whose family purchased the property just north of her home. Bert had a sister Wilma. Bert and Elda had fun together. He bought an airplane motor, mounted it on frames and put it on skies. She would ride on this behind him like a motorcycle, and it could go forward or reverse. He also owned a motorcycle, which they liked to ride. He was not a church member, so her parents wouldn’t consent to let her marry him. Her parents later regretted it for they would probably have had a good marriage.
Elda married Clark Stearns and to that union two children were born, Carma and Marvin. The couple’s childhood lives had been very different. It was little thing like her wanting a garden and he was raised buying produce from the store. Eventually a separation took place.
As the war began, Carma and Marvin were left with her parents to rise, and she moved to Pocatello, Idaho to work in a radio factory, which was part of the war effort. Jack was attending Idaho State College between 1941 thru 1943 and at times Elda would borrow his car. She remained there for some time.
Elda worked in cafes a lot. One was next to Fred Boyer’s Market on the south side of the Main Street. Jack went in one day when customers wanted to know her age. She said, “I don’t mind telling people that I’m 29 years old”. Jack said something about her having two children, one 13 year old and one 15 years old. Jack got a cup of coffee in the face.
She changed to another café east of the post office on the north side. Jack’s sister, Clevon, started there as a dishwasher and worked up to waitress along with Elda. One day a man was waited on by Elda, but he slipped Clevon a 50-cent tip. Elda was a little upset, but he said, “Look under my plate”. She found a top also. He was just trying to butter up the new “Red Head” (Clevon).
In 1944 Elda’s parents sold their farm to his nephew Alton Braithwaite. Alton traded his house on the south highway as part of the payment. They moved there along with Carma and Marvin.
After her mother died, Elda came home to care for her father in his latter years. He went to his daughter Jennie’s house the last weeks of his life, because Elda had to work and couldn’t care for him. He died while there.
Elda remained in the home and in her later years married a man named James Broadhurst. Elda was quite a coin collector and had many old and rare coins she had saved through the years. James got into the house and took the coin collection after Elda died.
Elda passed away after quite an illness on 2 June 1973. Typed by Valois Braithwaite Hartley (sister to Jack and niece to Elda)BIRTH-Christening: Certificate of Birth - State of Utah, County of Sanpete, Town of Sterling - File#447
Name: Rose Elda Braithwaite
Sex: girl Full Term Legitimate: Yes
Date of Birth: September 16, 1909
Father: William Francis Braithwaite - White, age 40 - Farmer
Mother: Mary Christina Nelson - Whte, age 41 - Housewife
Residence: Sterling, Utah
Number of children of this mother:
Born alive and now living: 6
Born alive but now dead: 2
Stillborn: 0
Certificate of Attending Physician or midwife:
Born alive at 6 PM signed: Geo. L. Sears date: September 20, 1909
Manti, Utah
Rich Braegger has a copy
R. H. Braithwaite Notes:
Marriage #2, James Broadhurst, 7 Sep 1963.
Birth and death source - have cert. Baptism and Endowment
source - CFI MO 475.BIOGRAPHY: Rose Elda Braithwaite
(By her nephew Jack Braithwaite)
Rose Elda Braithwaite was born 16 Sep 1909 in Sterling, Sanpete County, Utah, the eighth and last child of William Francis and Mary Christina Nelsen Braithwaite. Her first name, Rose was the same as an aunt and her Grandmother’s mother, but we all called her Elda.
In 1913 William, and his brother, Robert, and William’s oldest son, Francis, went to Arco, Idaho, to see about locating there, encouraged by Robert who had worked there. They chose the Arco pass and purchased 160 acres. This is located East of Arco behind the hills and can be entered from a road just north of the Arco cemetery. That year William, Francis, and Robert built two cabins, one for her family and one for Robert’s family.
They returned to Utah and the following year, 1914, they moved both families to the valley. Francis with his Uncles Robert and John Bartholomew drove two teams of horses with wagons loaded with farm machinery and feed for the horses, which took three weeks. The road ran east of the big butte. Elda came with her immigrant family by train, bringing bees, cattle, hogs, chickens, and furniture. Uncle John decided to return to Utah.
For lack of sufficient water the decided to relocate and purchased property along the canal on the north part of Arco. The house was part stockade and part frame. Eventually they cut and brought lo9gs from the mountains and, with the help of a Mr. Sutton, built an English styled home in which they lived for many years, along with a bee houses, barns and many other buildings. Water was pumped from a well just outside the door.
Shortly after moving to Idaho, Elda’s oldest sister Olive and baby died during the flu epidemic of 1918. Her grandmother Braithwaite also died while visiting in Arco and her body was hipped back to Utah. Olive’s small daughter, Elaine, not quite 2 years old, was left for William and Mary to rise. Elda and Elaine were like sisters and got along very well.
Elda loved the out of doors and worked hard on the farm. She worked in the garden, with the animals and harvesting the hay. She, Elaine (her niece) and her oldest nephew, Jack (me), who was born in the two-room bee house on this property, helped to stack the hay. Elda loved fishing and was very good at it. Jack would often carry the fish for her as a little boy.
She and her mother helped extract the honey from the honeybee cones. They always did the uncapping of the cones. The house often had the sweet smell of the honey.
Elda became a lovely tall girl. She was very talented in music, both piano and had a beautiful cultured contralto voice (deepest female singing voice). She played the piano in church meetings and played for the ward choir for a time. She was called on a lot to sing for funerals and weddings. When she sang with the choir she always sang tenor in the men’s section.
Handiwork was one of her talents. She was very fast with her hands. She sewed and crocheted from the time she was young.
Elda attended the Arco Public School. She was talented in sports. She played on the High School ball team. The colors they wore were gold and blue. She also played on the town team in a building on the corner east of the movie house. The girls word shirts and baggy bloomer pants, which came to the knees. They had elastic at the waist and knees and were colored black and orange. Fred Rich purchased the building and remodeled it for business and his residence. The Baptist Church was newly built using lava rock, and the games moved to the basement of that church.
Elda loved people and loves to help them. This was probably a trait learned from her parents who were always leaving food and honey on other people’s steps. She could tease and talk with anyone. Her nieces and nephews loved her outgoing personality too, as she often babysat and cared from them.
When Valois (her niece) was born, it was a snowy Sunday evening during Sacrament Meeting. Elda came to take Melva Dean (her niece) to church. The smaller children were left to go to bed. Walking home, Melva Dean turned to Elda and said, “I hear a bird singing”. Was she surprised to come home to find the ‘bird’ was a little baby sister crying.
She became a telephone operator as a young lady working nights. The office was in a building on the corner one block north of Main Street, across from where the A&A Market now stands. She worked the night shift and would have to get up, answer the phone and record the call. Often she would not remember recording the calls. Jack quite often spent the night with her for protection. Later the location was moved to a room in the Dee Hotel on Main Street and she worked there.
Elda dated several young men, but especially liked one by the name of Bert Mecham, whose family purchased the property just north of her home. Bert had a sister Wilma. Bert and Elda had fun together. He bought an airplane motor, mounted it on frames and put it on skies. She would ride on this behind him like a motorcycle, and it could go forward or reverse. He also owned a motorcycle, which they liked to ride. He was not a church member, so her parents wouldn’t consent to let her marry him. Her parents later regretted it for they would probably have had a good marriage.
Elda married Clark Stearns and to that union two children were born, Carma and Marvin. The couple’s childhood lives had been very different. It was little thing like her wanting a garden and he was raised buying produce from the store. Eventually a separation took place.
As the war began, Carma and Marvin were left with her parents to rise, and she moved to Pocatello, Idaho to work in a radio factory, which was part of the war effort. Jack was attending Idaho State College between 1941 thru 1943 and at times Elda would borrow his car. She remained there for some time.
Elda worked in cafes a lot. One was next to Fred Boyer’s Market on the south side of the Main Street. Jack went in one day when customers wanted to know her age. She said, “I don’t mind telling people that I’m 29 years old”. Jack said something about her having two children, one 13 year old and one 15 years old. Jack got a cup of coffee in the face.
She changed to another café east of the post office on the north side. Jack’s sister, Clevon, started there as a dishwasher and worked up to waitress along with Elda. One day a man was waited on by Elda, but he slipped Clevon a 50-cent tip. Elda was a little upset, but he said, “Look under my plate”. She found a top also. He was just trying to butter up the new “Red Head” (Clevon).
In 1944 Elda’s parents sold their farm to his nephew Alton Braithwaite. Alton traded his house on the south highway as part of the payment. They moved there along with Carma and Marvin.
After her mother died, Elda came home to care for her father in his latter years. He went to his daughter Jennie’s house the last weeks of his life, because Elda had to work and couldn’t care for him. He died while there.
Elda remained in the home and in her later years married a man named James Broadhurst. Elda was quite a coin collector and had many old and rare coins she had saved through the years. James got into the house and took the coin collection after Elda died.
Elda passed away after quite an illness on 2 June 1973. Typed by Valois Braithwaite Hartley (sister to Jack and niece to Elda)BIRTH-Christening: Certificate of Birth - State of Utah, County of Sanpete, Town of Sterling - File#447
Name: Rose Elda Braithwaite
Sex: girl Full Term Legitimate: Yes
Date of Birth: September 16, 1909
Father: William Francis Braithwaite - White, age 40 - Farmer
Mother: Mary Christina Nelson - Whte, age 41 - Housewife
Residence: Sterling, Utah
Number of children of this mother:
Born alive and now living: 6
Born alive but now dead: 2
Stillborn: 0
Certificate of Attending Physician or midwife:
Born alive at 6 PM signed: Geo. L. Sears date: September 20, 1909
Manti, Utah
Rich Braegger has a copy
Marriage date showed over, no reverse side of resource document available.
Archie R./Teeples (Div) William Earl/Goodhue
Marriage space shows word -over-, back page not copied and attached with resource document.
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Inf from Braithwaite Book
BURIAL: Genmayle.com has burial in Odendale, Crosby Ravenswor, Westmoreland, England
BIRTH: Genmayle.com has birth: Abt 1711 Clapham, Lancashire , England
Inf from Braithwaite Book
paf insight 2007
BIRTH: Genmayle.com has birth as: Abt 1715 of Crosby, Ravensworth, Westmorland, England