Upper Level: Jonathan Smith 1824-1899 and Nancy Jane Taylor 1833-1900

Thursday, October 3, 2013

Jonathan Smith 1824-1899 and Nancy Jane Taylor 1833-1900

Jonathan and Nancy

Jonathan Smith
Parents Jeremiah Smith and Abigail Sasson DeMont
Birth 24 Nov 1824 Perry, Gennessee, New York
Occupation (1870) Farmer
Married 11 Jul 1847 Monroe, Missouri
Death 15 Jul 1899 Weston, Oneida, Idaho
Buried Weston City Cemetery Plot: Section C, Lot 45, Grave 1
Sources
1870 US Census Farmington, Davis, Utah (age 40)
1880 US Census Harrisville, Weber, Utah (age 54)
Picture and Headstone:
https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/33016332/jonathan-smith

Jonathan and Nancy headstone

Nancy Jane Taylor Smith

Nancy Jane Taylor
Parents William Taylor and Elizabeth Patrick
Birth 17 May 1833 Monroe, Missouri
Death 19 Mar 1900 Weston, Oneida, Idaho
Buried Weston City Cemetery, Weston, Oneida, Idaho Plot: Section C, Lot 45, Grave 2
Sources
1860 US Census Davis County, Utah (age 27)
1870 US Census Farmington, Davis, Utah (age 37)
1880 US Census Harrisville, Weber, Utah (age 47)
Pic and Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/33016334/nancy-jane-smith

CHILDREN

Permelia Jane Smith Johnson

Permelia Jane Smith
Born 12 Jul 1850 Farmington, Davis, Utah
Married Warren Marshall Johnson
Children: Mary, Warren, Melinda, Polly, Nancy, Permelia, Laura, Jonathan, Leroy, Joseph
Death 5 Nov 1919 Kanab, Kane, Utah
COD: Cerebral Hemmorhage

Permelia and Samantha headstone
- wives of Warren Johnson

Informant: S.A. Judd
Buried 9 Nov 1919 Kanab City Cemetery, Kanab, Kane, Utah Plot 16-3-1
Sources
1860 US Census Farmington, Davis, Utah page 44 (age 10)
1870 US Census Farmington, Davis, Utah (age 21)
Utah Death Certificate
Picture and headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/13059582/permelia-jane-johnson

Joseph Jeremiah Smith

Joseph Jeremiah Smith
Born 22 Mar 1854 Farmington, Davis, Utah
Married Julia Elenora Smith Merrill
Children: Joseph, Elnora, Henry, Wells, Jonathan, Julia Warren, Alzina, Bardina
Death 5 Mar 1893 Smithfield, Cache, Utah

Joseph and Julia's headstone

Buried Smithfield City Cemetery, Smithfield, Cache, Utah Plot B-76-13
Sources
1860 US Census Farmington, Davis, Utah page 44 (age 6)
1870 US Census Farmington, Davis, Utah (age 18)
Billion Graves Index
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/179741/joseph-jeremiah-smith
Sarah Elizabeth Smith
Born 24 May 1855 Farmington, Davis, Utah
Died 25 Feb 857 Farmington, Davis, Utah
Sources
FGS

Jonathan Heber Smith

Jonathan Heber Smith
Born 7 Sep 1856 Farmington, Davis, Utah
Occupation: Night Watchman at Amalgamated Sugar Factory
Married Alice Done 26 Oct 1878 Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah
Children: Mary, Nancy, Permelia, Alveretta, George, Coral, Maria, Floyd, Helen, Floss, Jessie, Thomas
Death 4 Mar 1923 Smithfield, Cache, Utah
COD: Cerebral Hemorrhage
Informant: Ralph Lewis (son-in-law)
Buried 8 Mar 1923 Smithfield City Cemetery, Smithfield, Cache, Utah Plot A-132-4B

Jonathan Heber Smith headstone

Sources
1860 US Census Farmington, Davis, Utah page 44 (age 3)
1870 US Census Farmington, Davis, Utah (age 14)
1880 US Census Harrisville, Weber, Utah page 489C (age 23)
Note: name given as Heber
1900 US Census Smithfield, Cache, Utah (age 44)
Note: name given as Heber
1910 US Census Smithfield, Cache, Utah (age 53)
1920 US Census Smithfield, Cache, Utah (age 63)
Utah Death Certificate
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/182075/jonathan-heber-smith

Nancy Alzina Smith Shurtliff headstone

Nancy Alzina Smith
Born 23 May 1858 Farmington, Davis, Utah
Married Charles Shurtliff 1875
Children: Charles, George, Warren, Llewellyn, Joseph, Ray, Eva, Leon, Myrtle, John, Olive
Died 7 Dec 1906 Ogden, Weber, Utah
COD: Liver Cancer
Informant: C Shurtliff (husband)
Buried 10 Dec 1906 Lewisville City Cemetery, Lewisville, Fremont, Idaho
Sources
1870 US Census Farmington, Davis, Utah (age 11)
1880 US Census Harrisville, Davis, Utah (age 21)
1900 US Census Lewisville, Freemont, Idaho (age 41, mother of 14, 11 living)
Utah Death Certificate
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/11009940/nancy-alzina-shurtliff

Abigail Arilla Smith and Josiah Taylor headstone

Abigail Arilla Smith
Born 8 Nov 1861 Farmington, Davis, Utah
Married Josiah Loran Taylor
Children: Abbie, Loran, Junius, Marion, Laura, Laverna
Death 30 May 1906 Harrisville, Weber, Utah
COD: Heart disease
Informant: W.B. Lake
Buried Ogden City Cemetery, Ogden, Weber,Utah Plot F-1-14-4E
Sources
1870 US Census Farmington, Davis, Utah (age 8)
1880 US Census Harrisville, Weber, Utah (age 18)
1900 US Census Harrisville, Weber, Utah (age 38, mother of 6, 5 still living)
Utah Death Certificate
Billion Graves Index
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/68051538/abigail-arilla-taylor

Marzella (Zella) Smith
Born 21 Jul 1863 Farmington, Davis, Utah
Married Rolla Anderson Hicks 10 Oct 1881 Utah
Children: Elmer, Zella, Lawrence, Florence, Oran, Chester, Jessie
Died 25 Oct 1908 Ogden, Weber, Utah
Buried Ogden City Cemetery, Ogden, Weber, Utah
Sources
1870 US Census Farmington, Davis, Utah (age 6)
Note: Name on Census is Maryetta
1880 US Census Harrisville, Weber, Utah (age 16)
1900 US Census Ogden, Weber, Utah (age 36)
Note: name given on census was Zella
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/67659398/marzella-hicks

Mary Ann and Orson headstone

Mary Ann Smith
Born 14 Oct 1865 Farmington, Davis, Utah
Married Orson Olsen 1886
Children: Orson, Annie, Nancy, Urcle, Mary, Agnes, Thomas, Elmer, Zella
Death 24 Nov 1927 Weston, Franklin, Idaho
Buried Weston City Cemetery, Weston, Franklin, Idaho Plot B-122-2
Sources
1870 US Census Farmington, Davis, Utah (age 3)
1880 US Census Harrisville, Weber, Utah (age 14)
1900 US Census Weston, Oneida, Idaho (age 35, mother of 6, all still living)
1910 US Census Weston, Oneida, Idaho (age 43)
1920 US Census Weston, Franklin, Idaho (age 54)
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/39007924/mary-ann-olsen
Jessie Evelett Smith
Born 1 Aug 1867 Farmington, Davis, Utah
Died 3 Oct 1868 Farmington, Davis, Utah
Sources
FGS

Thomas and Celia's headstone

Thomas Allen Smith
Born: 2 May 1869 Farmington, Davis, Utah
Married: Celia May Dees 1894
Children: Twins Joseph and Hyrum, Vernon, Zella, Alsvan, Eldon, Willis, Lilly, Fay, Elna
Died: 22 Feb 1922 Twin Falls, Twin Falls, Idaho
Buried: 25 Feb 1922 Sunset Memorial Park Cemetery, Twin Falls, Twin Falls, Idaho
Sources
1870 US Census Farmington, Davis, Utah (age 1)
1880 US Census Harrisville, Weber, Utah (age 11)
1900 US Census Weston, Oneida, Idaho (age 31)
1910 US Census Preston, Oneida, Idaho (age 42)
1930 US Census Twin Falls, Idaho (age 60)
1940 US Census Twin Falls, Idaho (age 70)
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/117059475/thomas-allen-smith

Ida Darleska Smith
Born 7 Apr 1872 Farmington, Davis, Utah
Died 20 Nov 1879 Utah
Sources
FGS

Flavilla Smith
Born 6 Jun 1875 Harrisville, Weber, Utah
Married Lorin Higbee 14 Oct 1893 Oneida County, Idaho
Children: Jesse, Calvin, Leon, Raymond, Arvil, Joseph
Died 8 Feb 1907 St Anthony, Fremont, Idaho
Buried Wilford Cemetery, Fremont, Idaho
Sources
Marriage: Idaho, County Marriages
1880 US Census Harrisville, Weber, Utah (age 5)
Billion Graves Index
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/23253141/flavilla-higbee

Loretta and Joseph headstone

Loretta Smith
Born 24 Aug 1877 Harrisville, Weber, Utah
Married Joseph Olsen 24 Jan 1894 Logan, Cache, Utah
Children: Agnes, Bertha, Ivan, Joseph, Earnest, Ellis, Hyrum
Died 12 Oct 1963 Brigham City, Box Elder, Utah
Buried 15 Oct 1963 Weston City Cemetery, Franklin, Idaho
Plot: Section C Lot 51 Grave 6
Sources
1880 US Census Harrisville, Weber, Utah (age 2)
1900 US Census Weston, Oneida, Idaho (age 23)
1910 US Census Weston, Oneida, Idaho (age 32)
1920 US Census Weston, Franklin, Idaho (age 42)
1930 US Census Weston, Franklin, Idaho (age 52)
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/33016189/loretta-olsen

William and Effie headstone

Effie Estella Smith
Born 17 Feb 1881 Harrisville, Weber, Utah
Married: William Edward Dawson 11 Oct 1899 Logan, Cache, Utah
Children: Carlisle, Jenesie, Permelia, Eva, Gale, Nina, LaRee, Dona
Died 27 Jan 1960 Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah
Buried: 30 Jan 1960 Weston, Franklin, Idaho
Plot: Section C Lot 45 Grave 4
Sources
1900 US Census Weston, Oneida, Idaho (age 19)
1920 US Census Pauline, Power, Idaho (age 38)
1930 US Census Blackfoot, Bingham, Idaho (age 49)
1940 US Census Rexburg, Madison, Idaho (age 59)
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/33015598/effie-e-dawson

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From a Funeral Program

When I come to the end of the road

And the sun has set for me

I want no rites in a gloom-filled room

Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little - but not for too long

And not with your head bowed low

Remember the love that we once shared

Miss me, but let me go.

For this is a journey that we all must take

And each must go alone

It's all part of the Master's plan

A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick at heart

Go to the hills we know

And bury your sorrow among the trees

Miss me, but let me go.

The Line

Every minute someone leaves this world behind.
We are all in “the line” without knowing it.
We never know how many people are before us.
We can not move to the back of the line.
We can not step out of the line.
We can not avoid the line.

So while we wait in line -

Make moments count.
Make priorities.
Make the time.
Make your gifts known.
Make a nobody feel like a somebody.
Make your voice heard.
Make the small things big.
Make someone smile.
Make the change.
Make love.
Make up.
Make peace.
Make sure to tell your people they are loved.
Make sure to have no regrets.
Make sure you are ready.

I'm My Own Grandpa

Many, many years ago when I was 23,
I got married to a widow
who was as pretty as could be.
She had a grown up daughter
who had a hair of red.
My father fell in love with her
and soon the two were wed.
This made my dad my son-in-law
And changed my very life.
My daughter was my mother,
for she was my father's wife.
To complicate the matters worse,
although it brought me joy,
I soon became the father
of a bouncing baby boy.
My little baby then became a brother -in-law to dad
and so became my uncle though it made me very sad.
For if he was my uncle,
then that also made him brother to the widow's grown-up- daughter,
who of course, was my stepmother.
Father's wife then had a son,
who kept them on the run.
And he became my grandson, for he was my daughter's son.
My wife is now my mother's mother
and it makes me blue.
Because, although she is my wife,
she's my grandma too.
If my wife is my grandmother,
then I am her grandchild.
and every time I think of it,
it simply makes me wild.
For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw.
As the husband of my grandmother,
I am my own grandpa!

Quotes from the Prophets

President Gordon B Hinckley: "It is good to look to the past to gain appreciation for the present and perspective for the future. It is good to look upon the virtues of those who have gone before, to gain strength for whatever lies ahead. It is good to reflect upon the work of those who labored so hard and gained so little in this world, but out of whose dreams and early plans so well nurtured, has come a great harvest of which we are the beneficiaries. Their tremendous example can become a compelling motivation for us all, for each of us is a pioneer in his own life."

President Spencer W Kimball: "I hope to see us dissolve the artificial boundary line we so often place between missionary work and temple and genealogical work, because it is the same great redemptive work!"

President Joseph Fielding Smith: " The responsibility on behalf of our kindred dead rests with equal force on all, according to our individual ability and opportunities...the greatest and grandest duty of all is to labor for the dead."

The Passing of the Pot (Chamber Pot)

As far back in childhood
As memory may go
One household vessel greets me
That wasn't made for show
Beneath the bed twas anchored
Where only few could see
But served the entire family
With equal privacy
Some called the critter Peggy
And some the thundermug
And others called it badger
A few called it jug
To bring it in at evening
Was bad enough no doubt
But heaven help the person
Who had to take it out
Our big one was enormous
And would accomodate
A watermelon party
Composed of six or eight
When nights were dark and rainy
It was a useful urn
On icy winter mornings
The cold rim seemed to burn
At times when things were rushing
And business extra good
Each took his turn a waiting
Or did the best he could
Sometimes when in a hurry
To our disgust and shame
We fumbled in the darkness
And slightly missed our aim
The special one for company
Was decorated well
But just the same it rendered
That old familiar smell
Today this modernism
Relieves me a lot
And only in my vision
I see that homely pot.
(author unknown)

Poem about ancestors

Though steep is the path I follow today,
The footprints of time will show me the way.
For many have traveled a smiliar road,
And carried an equal of heavier load.

No troubles I face are new to this earth,
That man has not faced from time of his birth.
The route has been charted and roads have been paved
By legions before me who were stalwart and brave.

Their steps never faltered nor courage grew dim,
For they trusted the Lord and let Him led them.
If my faith and my trust remain steadfast and true,
God will guide and protect me in all that I do.
- Dolores Karides

The Elusive Ancestor

I went searching for an ancestor.
I cannot find him still.
He moved around from place to place
and did not leave a will.
He married where a courthouse burned.
He mended all his fences.
He avoided any man who came to
take the US census

He always kept his luggage packed,
This man who had no fame,
and every 20 years or so,
This rascal changed his name.
No one else inthis world is
searching for this elusive man,
so I play "Gene-solitaire"
To find him, if I can!

I'm told he's buried in a plot,
with tombstone he was blessed;
but the weather took engravings,
and some vandals took the rest.
He died before the county clerks
were appointed to keep records
No family Bible has emerged -
In spite of all my efforts.

To top it off, this elusive ancestor
who has caused me many groans -
left me even one more challenge:
He brothed a lady,
by the name of "Jones"!
(Got this from a publication
put out by the DUP organization
that names the author: Merrell Kenworthy)

Poem: Heaven's Door

If I should go before you,

If life on earth were through;

I'll stop just inside Heaven's door,

and there I'll wait for you.

You've but to look 'cross star filled skies,

Past the moon and then beyond;

To know my leaving could never break,

This heart's undying bond.

And if you should go before me,

If your journey on earth were through;

You know I will be close behind,

I'll never be far from you.

Across the span of time and space,

This love will reach this far;

For you'll always carry a bit of my heart,

No matter where you are.

Allison Chambers Coxsey©1995 ~ All Rights Reserved

Which Shall It Be? by Adelaide Proctor

Which shall it be?

"Which shall it be? Which shall it be?
I looked at John and John looked at me,
And when I found that I must speak,
My voice seemed strangely low and weak:
˜Tell me again what Robert said,"
And then I, listening, bent my head.
This is his letter:˜I will give
A house and land while you shall live,
If, in return, from out your seven,
One child to me for aye is given."

I looked at John's old garments worn;
I thought of all that he had borne
Of poverty, and work, and care,
Which I, though willing, could not share;
I thought of seven young mouths to feed,
Of seven little children's need,
And then of this.

˜Come, John,said I,
We'll choose among them as they lie
Asleep. So, walking hand in hand,
Dear John and I surveyed our band:
First to the cradle lightly stepped,
Where Lilian, the baby, slept.
Softly the father stooped to lay
His rough hand down in a loving way,
When dream or whisper made her stir,
And huskily he said: ˜Not her!"

We stooped beside the trundle bed,
And one long ray of twilight shed
Athwart the boyish faces there,
In sleep so beautiful and fair;
I saw on James rough, red cheek
A tear undried. E'er John could speak,
He's but a baby, too," said I,
And kissed him as we hurried by.

Pale, patient, Robbie's angel face
Still in his sleep bore suffering's trace.
˜No, for a thousand crowns, not him!"
He whispered, while our eyes were dim.
Poor Dick! bad Dick! our wayward son”
Turbulent, restless, idle one”
Could he be spared?
Nay, He who gave
Bade us befriend him to the grave;
Only a mother's heart could be
Patient enough for such as he;
˜And so," said John, ˜I would not dare
To take him from her bedside prayer."

Then stole we softly up above,
And knelt by Mary, child of love;
˜Perhaps for her ˜twould better be,"
I said to John. Quite silently
He lifted up a curl that lay
Across her cheek in a wilful way,
And shook his head: ˜Nay, love, not thee,
The while my heart beat audibly.

Only one more, our eldest lad,
Trusty and truthful, good and glad,
So like his father. ˜No, John, no!
I cannot, will not, let him go."

And so we wrote, in courteous way,
We could not give one child away;
And afterward toil lighter seemed,
Thinking of that of which we dreamed,
Happy in truth that not one face
Was missed from its accustomed place;
Thankful to work for all the seven,
Trusting the rest to One in heaven."

Thursday, October 3, 2013

Jonathan Smith 1824-1899 and Nancy Jane Taylor 1833-1900

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