1893 Clipper

Barton, Mrs.
Byard, Charles
Corbett, Sariah
Dunlop, William
Gwynn, Mary Ida
Kendell, Ann
Kirkham, Mary Jane
Page, William
Pearson, Annie
Sessions, Peregrine
Simmons, Harlon
Smith, Samuel
Waddoups, Hannah Briggs

Barton, Mrs.
Death of Mrs. Barton
     The very sad news reached here on Sunday afternoon of the death, at Ogden, of Mrs. Barton, wife of Joseph Barton, which occurred at 11:30 on Sunday morning.
     The deceased has been a patient sufferer from a cancer for years, and on several occasions her almost immediate death has seemed inevitable. Friends of the family were pleased to hear last week that she appeared to be recovering, but the hopes thus raised were soon dashed to the ground by the announcement that the end had come; that she had finally succumbed to the relentless malady, and that her spirit had been called to the peaceful vales of a happier world.
     Mrs. Barton was for years a resident of Kaysville, and was a sister of our townsman, William Allen. The bereaved family have the profound sympathy of all who were acquainted with the deceased in life.
     The interment is to take place in Kaysville, at one o’clock tomorrow (Wednesday).

The Little Clipper - April 1893

Byard, Charles
Charles Byard Passes Away
     Last Wednesday morning at 3 a.m. one of our eight-six year old veterans, Charles Byard, passed into the great beyond, from which no one ever returns.
     He was born at Salem, Mass. Nov. 11, 1806, and was the youngest of four children, two boys and two girls. At the age of six he lost his father and brother, who went to sea and never returned.
     His boyhood days were spent at Salem where he also learned his trade as cooper. Later he worked in Boston, but still lived at Salem
     We understand that he was a townsman with Benjamin Ashbey.
     In fifty-one or thereabouts, he came to Utah, having previously joined the Mormon church. After having resided in Salt Lake City a number years he went back to his home as a missionary, returning back to the “valleys of the mountains” about 1877.
     He had scarcely reached his seventy-seventh year of age when he began to think of matrimony and in the fall of 1883 was married to Harriet Wood, a widow woman, whose acquaintance he had made in Salt Lake City. In Sept. of that year the family moved to Bountiful where they resided up to the time of his death.
     Eight-six years and six months was his age at the time of his death.
     Funeral services were held at the east Bountiful Tabernacle, Thursday the 11 of May, at 2 p.m. and the remains interred in the Bountiful cemetery immediately after the services as is customary.
     The following named brethren spoke on the occasion: Counselor Henry Rampton, Samuel Bryson, Samuel Naylor, Ianthus Barlow and Samuel Smedley.
     As far as we know, Bro. Byard was a good industrious townsman and a faithful member of the church.

The Little Clipper - Thursday, 25 May 1893

Corbett, Sariah
Sketch of Sariah Corbett’s Life
     According to last weeks promise, we present a sketch of the life of Sister Sariah Corbett, who was born in Sotery, England Nov. 2, 1832, and received the Gospel at her old home of a local elder when she was about twenty years of age, and immigrated to St. Louis about one year later, where she mourned the loss of a loved one, which rendered her dependent upon her own resources, to come to the mountain valleys as best she could.
     The captain being a very wicked swearing man and very overbearing, caused her many hardships. But still he had a humane heart within him. And at one time came back twenty-five miles to find her when she got lost.
     Notwithstanding her trying experience she landed in Salt Lake in Aug. 1855 without acquaintance or relative, as there were those around in the train with whom she dare not leave her luggage, she slept four nights on the ground and received but very scanty rations, when she was approached by one of her own faith who opened the way for her to get a more comfortable logging [sic] place. In which place she lost all her earthly possessions except the cloths she stood up in by an accidental fire.
     In March 1856, she married Joseph E. Corbett, with whom she lived very lovingly for nine years. Which marriage resulted in the birth of three boys and two girls, all of whom still live.
     Her husband was a locksmith and a good mechanic in other lines. But lock smith work was his favorite. While in Salt Lake a safe needed picking and a large reward was offered, and he succeeded in getting it, after which a larger offer was made to open a safe in San Francisco which reward he was successful in getting also.
     He expected to be back to his family in three months, but his wife predicted that she would never never see him again. Which proved to be too true, for another offer was made to open a safe in New York which he opened. After this he was employed by the government to manufacture locks and after this he manufactured locks for himself.
     Although absent a long time, he did not forget his family, but from time to time sent them money for their support, the last of which was a P. O. order for $50 and lots of other nice presents in the way of clothing sent in 1872, and this was the last word his family ever heard of him.
     Sister Corbett has been living with her daughter, Mrs. Morris, in Bountiful, for about three years from where she went this spring to visit her other daughter.
     She was taken sick and her children sent for, Saturday May 20^th; she died at 11 a.m.
     Her son Joseph E., knocked a wheat bin to peices [sic] and made a rough box, in which they laid his mother and they had her in Salt Lake at noon Sunday. The funeral services were held in the Nineteenth Ward Meeting house, Monday at 2 p.m.
     The following speakers addressed the many friends who had assembled, Joseph Wattson, Bro. Durbridge, J. L. Holbrook, Col. Smith, Bishop Rawly and Bishop Barton from whose remarks we learned that the deceased, being alone, had had an exceptionally hard time in rearing her family, and that she had been a very hard worker both in spiritual and temporal affairs and she had considered nothing to good for her children. Her course was illustrated with a log house with the chinken, knocked out as a temporal kitchen abode, but she has left and stepped into the parlor.
     Four white horses drew a carriage in which rode her son’s shop mates. This with the hurse [sic] and about twenty carriages comprised the procession. It was an exceptionally spirited funeral.

The Little Clipper - Thursday, 1 June 1893, page 1

Dunlop, William
Father Dunlop Goes Beyond
     On Monday morning last, one of our oldest and most faithful veterans bid this world adieu at 4:30 after an illness of about two weeks.
     William Dunlop was born on the 13^th of March, 1806, in Thornbreahead, Renfrewshire, Scotland.
     Brother Dunlop was a sailor on a vessel that transported soldiers for the Crimean war. He married Ellen Comberath (who died here, on the 11^th of Feb. 1882) a lady who spoke the Gaelic language. When the marriage took place, we were unable to learn, but the fruits of it were eight children, only one, however, is left to mourn the loss of the father.
     The family came to Utah in 1873, but had been baptized into the church on the 31^st of October, 1841 by Robt. Hamilton.
     Deceased was taken to the Tabernacle, where services were held on Tuesday at 10 a.m. and the remains to their final resting place.

Gwynn, Mary Ida
A Beloved One Departed
     Mary Ida Gwynn, one of Bountiful’s most respected young women died last Monday morning, after an illness of three and a half years. She is the daughter of Sariah Gwynn _______, who were the progenitors of thirteen children, only four, however were reared to maturity, and one of them died about ten years ago at the age of nineteen of consumption.
     The father died twelve years ago, of the same disease. Ida leaves a sister, Margaret Lewis, with a nice family, a brother Wm., in Wales, who has about seven children.
     Her invalid mother who was rendered so by strokes, which have ruined her memory and reduced her from a strong and hearty condition to an almost helpless one lives to mourn her loss.
     Sister Gwynn, who was our neighbor ever since they came to the country (eight years ago), has proven herself one of the most obliging and kind women the town affords.
     Ida partook of the kindness of her mother, and was loved by all who knew her. And now after her long sickness, which they think was brought on by over work in the city, and by catching cold, has reduced her once robust form of 140 pounds and rosy cheeks to a mere skeleton of eighty pounds. She leaves many friends to mourn her loss.
     We especially have cause to mourn, as she worked in our office about nine months ago in a benificial [sic] and very agreeable manner.
     While her health was not good she expressed herself as feeling better here than at home, and could always relish her dinner, and often went to the house for a piece between meals.
     She has suffered much from consumption during her long illness, and died suddenly at last. She was twenty-one the 15th of last Feb.
     Funeral services will be held in the Tabernacle today at 2 p.m.

The Little Clipper - Thursday, 6 Apr 1893

Kendell, Ann
Ann Kendell Passes Away
     After an illness of many months and after being confined to her bed for six days, Sister Ann Kendell passed quietly away at her home at twenty-five minutes to twelve, on Monday last. The deceased has always been a very hard working woman and had to pass through many trials and difficulties; this is, no doubt, one reason that her mortal “coil” gave out in its sixty-sixth year of existence.
     Ann was the daughter of Joseph and ---- Bradford, the second oldest of the children, and was born at Esterwood, Nottingham Shire, England, Mar. 24, 1828. Her father was a stockener and lace maker, and she remained at home until at the age of seventeen she was married to Charles Kendell (a collier) of the same town. Her privileges to attend school were very limited as she was obliged to help to support her father’s family.
     She joined the church in her native town shortly after marriage, and a few weeks ahead of her husband.
     Left old England in the spring of 1862, arriving in Utah the fall of that year, crossing the plains with an ox team. She buried a child at Florance [sic]. Immediately after the familie’s [sic] arrival in Salt Lake they moved to Bountiful where she and her husband have lived ever since, however twenty-one years. She was the mother of eight children four of whom survived her.
     The family, like many others who came to this country, had to change there occupation, and also experienced the difficulties of pioneer life in the early settlement of these valleys. Her burden became still more oppressive after the death of her husband, she having to support two her youngest children.
     Funeral services were held in the Tabernacle yesterday, July 5^th.

The Little Clipper - Thursday, 6 July 1893

Kirkham, Mary Jane
M. J. Kirkham Passes Away
     Last Thursday morning a gloom was cast over our city, by the sad but not wholly unexpected news of the death of Sister Mary Jane, the wife of Benjamin Kirkham, who passed away at the hour announced in last weeks local.
     She was the daughter of John and Mary Jane McNeil, and was born on May 29^th, 1858, in St. Louis, Mo., making her age at the time of her death 34 years, eight months and eighteen days.
     That dreaded disease, consumption, had preyed upon her system for many years, when shortly before her death dropsy also set in and hastened her death.
     When only a little over one year of age, she crossed the plains with her parents who came here with an ox team.
     Mary Jane, at the age of twenty three, was married to Benjamin Kirkham. During the eleven years of their marriage, they were blessed with three girls and one boy, the youngest child being four months old at the time of her death.
     Funeral services were held at the Tabernacle last Sunday.
     The speakers were Thomas Howard, Thomas Briggs, Israel, Lamoni and Bishop Call, all of whom spoke well of her character, and of her desire to live her religion.
     Six of her brothers carried the plain white coffin, into and out of the Tabernacle.
     The large audience that assembled on that stormy day was sufficient evidence of the fact that the bereaved have the sympathy of the whole town.

The Little Clipper - Thursday, 23 Feb 1893

Page, William
Suddenly Dies of Heat [sic] Failure
     The cause of education and the public in general loses a very earnest and zealous worker in the death of Wm. Page, who passed away of heart failure last Sunday evening about half past six o’clock, near Burns’ brick yard, while performing his duties as watermaster. He was talking to Mr. Shafer when suddenly he started to fall, Mr. Shafer catching hold of his coat easing him to the ground; death insued [sic] almost instantaneous. He took sick on Christmas eve and had had several severe attacks since, but he thought he was gradually improving while the opposite seemed plain to the family.
     Wm. Page was born on the 4^th of August, 1838 in Birmingham, England, being the son of James and Louisa Page, and the oldest of a family of fourteen children. He spent his early days in the city of his birth, his labors being in a gun factory.
     In 1856 he immigrated to the United States, leaving England in February and arrived in Utah in December, four years ahead of his father’s family. He was a member of the last handcart company that ever crossed the plains.
     On arriving in Salt Lake City, he found employment in the Union gun shop, where he labored until he went to meeting Johnson’s army.
     March 24^th, he was married to Mary Ann Clark, and from that time on his home has been at Bountiful. In 1873, he and others, they being the first ever called for that purpose, went to Arizona to look for places for the people to make new homes, but three months later he returned home again.
     June the 6^th, 1848, he was baptized in the church and later became a great Sabbath school worker. When the south Bountiful Sunday school was organized he was called as the first Ass’t to the superintendent of that school, which position he held up to the time of his death. He was one of the first home missionaries sent out from South Bountiful.
     In politics, he was always deeply interested, being at one time chairman of the central committee for Davis county, and served a number of years as justice of the peace, and also as district coroner. When the old political party desolved [sic] he joined in the Democratic ranks.
     Much of his time was spent looking after the wants of the common schools, serving as trustee for five years. He was a trustee that teachers and pupils alike will miss.
     His wife, eleven children – three boys and eight girls – together with seven of his brothers (one of whom is now in England on a mission) and two sisters are left to mourn his loss.
     We feel to sympathize with the bereaved.
     The funeral services will be held today at 2 p.m. in the south Bountiful Meeting house.

The Little Clipper - Thursday, 1 June 1893, page 1

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Page, William
Noteworthy Funeral Service
     Never before in the history of South Bountiful has there been such a large attendance at a funeral as there was at William Page’s which was held last Thursday at 2 p.m. The south Bountiful Meeting house was so crowded that many people could not gain admittance.
     Elegant wreaths and bouquets with other appropriate floral tributes adorned the casket and the house.
     Mahonri Brown, Starns [sic] Hatch, B. H. Roberts, Counselor Hyrum Grant and Pres. Smith were the principal speakers, and spoke well of the deceased.
     Some prominent men give it as their opinion that Brother Page made more visits to the “pen” and did more for the brethren who were imprisoned than any other man in the county.
     There were from seventy to eighty vehicles in the funeral procession, and the remains were placed in the Bountiful Cemetery.

The Little Clipper - Thursday, 8 June 1893, page 1

Pearson, Annie
Has Gone to the Great Beyond
     Bountiful has lost one of her best citizens in the death of Annie Pearson which occurred on the evening of July 5, 1893.
     Annie Stuart Cowie Pearson was born in Stonehaven, Aberdeenshire, Scotland, October 1842. Baptized into the church in Edingbrough [sic], Scotland in the spring of 1861; emigrated to Utah in the summer of 1863, crossing the plains with an ox team. Was married to C. E. Pearson, Sept. 25, 1863, in Salt Lake City.
     She leaves a husband, two sons, one daughter and the public to mourn her loss.
     The funeral services over the remains of Mrs. Chas. E. Pearson were held in the South Bountiful Meeting house, Sunday afternoon, July 9^th.
     The first speaker was Pres. Wm. R. Smith, he said: “My Brothers and Sister and friends, I am pleased to see the manifestation of the respect that is manifest here this afternoon to her who has departed this life, one of our number, and many of us have been long acquainted and consequently, know those circumstances that prove the worth of the individual who we come here to pay our last respects to.
     [“]I desire to speak of all men as I find them and as I know them to be, whether they are members of our church or any other church, as neighbors, as fellow citizens, having a common interest in view for all. There are a few instances that I have known of people’s funeral sermons being preached before they were dead, but as a rule, we do not hear this; we do not hear a great deal of good, or at least one hears the most after they are dead; we can see all their virtues and we forget all their weaknesses as far as the past is concerned, when they are dead. We might improve upon this for the encouragement of others, if we would speak of the good that we see in each other as we go along, to give encouragement and help us to persevere and forget the weaknesses that beset our pathway.
     [“]So far as Sister Pearson is concerned, she came into this county, I think, in 1862 with her husband and family; it was a very hard struggle; she came as many others came, destitute of this world’s goods, and had to start and make a living with their family. With all her friend, she was very generous, good to the poor and willing to donate to those who were in need, this was a characteristic of Sister Pearson and the family throughout.
     [“]Sister Pearson embraced the gospel in the old country and came here for the sake of her religion, for the truths she had embraced, and she never lost her faith, it was as strong at her death as it ever was. She believed if she or any of her family were sick, she would send for the elders of the church, and that the Lord, would raise them up, and if they died they should die to the Lord, whether they lived or whether they died it should be to the Lord, and she held to that to the last. She sent for the elders of the church, and they administered to her and she was relieved from time to time of her suffering according to her faith. Sister Pearson, as far as she had an opportunity, I believe, complied with all the ordinances of the gospel according to the principles she had embraced. I believe she did. I learned that she did. I would say in relation to Brother Pearson, although he does not hold a standing in the church today, that his faith, I do not believe, in the gospel has over wavered, and I have never heard, nor has any one of him saying one word against this people.
     [“]He has been a peacemaker. He held a position in the county for nine years. He would say, ‘what can I do that will promote the greatest peace among the people.’ He sought this counsel and he carried it out, and blessed are the peacemakers, whether they be Mormons, Jews or Gentiles, blessed are the peacemakers for they shall receive their reward.
     [“]I have been acquainted with Sister Pearson for a number of years and I have looked upon her as an estimable lady, one who was ready in trouble to assist and always ready to give a kind word, and I do not know what more could be asked of anyone. This is the kind of a report I like to make of my brothers and sisters who are called to depart this life, and especially those who have lived to an old age; their works are before them, and those who have proven themselves faithful up to a middle age, there is but little danger of them doing differently.[“]
     Brother Stoker, the next speaker said: “Brothers and Sisters, it is with very solemn feelings that I stand before you this afternoon, and I can say that I truly sympathize with Brother Pearson and family in the loss of a wife and mother. I think that the last hymn that was sung by the choir was very appropriate in Sister Pearson’s case, ‘Sister thou wast mild and lovely.’ I have been acquainted with her for a number of years, and I think that was as true of her as could be said. She was not a woman that made much noise or trouble, she was a woman that was always found at home, a woman that was very charitable to the poor, and a woman that tried to live her religion, and I do not think that the remarks that have been made by President Smith were exaggerated at all.[“]
     Brother Smedley said: “It is twenty-nine years since I became acquainted with Sister Pearson and from that time to this, she has been a friend to me, a friend when such was needed, and ‘a friend in need is a friend indeed.’   I have been more intimately acquainted with Sister Pearson than anyone in this house, I believe. I have worked for them, and lived in the same house with them, I knew that she was a saint of the Most High God, and she was a lady in very deed; not that she made any show, but those who needed her assistance always got it.
     [“]I am pleased to see so many here showing their regards to this their departed sister, she was young, being just a little over fifty years of age, it seems hard to those who are just beginning to be comfortable in life to be called away.”
     Brother Thomas Hull said [“]a great many testimonies have been born here today in regard to our departed friend, Sister Pearson. Just now we heard it said that in very deed she was a Saint of the most High God, that to all she was a friend, that her heart went out in sympathy and loving kindness to all who needed help and that she lived her religion and served her God faithfully to the end of her days.
     [“]Now, my friend, what more can be said of any of us when we have passed away than this? Who has reached a greater height than those of whom this can be safely said? We may gain the wealth of the world, we may become great among men, become loaded down with the honors of this world, and perhaps there cannot be said of us what has been truthfully said of our departed sister.
     [“]There comes a time when we shall live again. When these bodies, this very body shall rise again and live forever. I know that the science of the world; today tells us that this is absurd that this is contrary to all the teachings and discoveries of science, that this body came from the earth and will return to earth again and they claim that is the end of it.
     [“]Science has been proven many and many times to be a falsifier. Science has taught false doctrine many and many times. God has said that man should live again, he has said that this very body of ours shall stand upon the earth and shall receive life again and shall live forever.
     [“]Science cannot tell us whence comes life or where it has gone after it leaves this mortal body of ours, what creates life, except that life begets life, that life comes form life itself, that is all they can tell us of it.[“]
     At the close of the services more than thirty vehicles followed the remains to the cemetery.

The Little Clipper - Thursday, 13 July 1893

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Mrs. Pearson
In Memoria
     A tribute of love and respect, I wish to pay to Mrs. Pearson, who has lived long among us, and who has just passed to the great beyond, having solved the problem that we all must solve.
     She was a most generous, kind, and loving friend, a devoted wife and mother. It can be justly said of her, “She was a stayer at home and attended well to the ways of the household.” She was ever ready with a helping hand and kindest sympathy for those in sorrow and distress.
     Our sympathy and the sympathy of all must be with those whose presence will know her no more until we meet again, where partings cease, where true friendship and love are eternal, and the many trials of this life disturb not the peaceful rest and joys of the one to come.
     Good night my friend, but soon ‘twill be “good morning.” – S.C.

The Little Clipper - Thursday, 13 July 1893

Sessions, Peregrine
Last of the Three Pioneers of Bountiful, Passes Away – Crossed the Plains Six Times
Fifteen Years Devoted to Missionary Labors, Traveling Over 50,000 Miles - Father of Fifty-Five Children
     Peregrine Sessions, last of the three pioneer settlers of Bountiful, passed away of old age last Saturday, June 3, 1893 after an illness of many months.
     Peregrine was the son of David and Patty Sessions, the oldest of a family of eight children, and born June 15, 1814, in Newry, Oxford Co., Maine. His early life was spent working on a farm of 400 acres with his father, attending the district school during the winter. Sept. 21, 1834 he married Julia Ann Kilgore of Newry, Maine. Was baptized into the church by the first bishop Patridge on the 17^th of Sept. 1835. June 5^th 1837, he and his family started for Kirtland - here they arrived in November of the same year. Later the family moved to Farwest with the Saints and after the family’s arrival there he made a trip to Maine to attend to some business. Feb. 18^th, 1839, he was ordained a Seventy by Brigham Young and Heber C. Kimball, and on the 17^th of June of that year he went on his first mission, which was to the state of Maine, being absent from home until June 14^th, of the following year. In April 1842, he started on his second mission to Maine arriving home again in June 1844. He served as Joseph’s and Brigham’s body guard for three years. Lost his first wife, Jan. 5, 1845. Left Farwest and moved to Nauvoo and in Feb. 1846, left the last named city for Winter Quarters, finding his father and mother in Council Bluffs. He built a log house in Winter Quarters and during the winter made a trip back to Missouri after provisions; also went out on several hunting expeditions to supply the camp with meat and honey which he was very successful in getting.
     June 5^th 1847 a traveling outfit was secured and the great journey across the plains commenced in the way of provisions, three hundred pounds of flour was allowed each individual.
     There were 660 wagons in the entire train, the first eight-seven being in his charge.
     P. G. Sessions and P. P. Pratt traveled ahead of the company to select camping places, suitable places to ford rivers, etc. He arrived in the valley of the great Salt Lake on the 24^th of Sept. Of the same year.
     He made the first wagon track north of the Hot Springs, locating in Bountiful the same fall of his arrival here.
     The following spring (1848) he sowed seven acres of wheat and planted fourteen acres of corn, but later that year, for about seven weeks, the crickets threatened their crops, but still they had a good harvest; wheat being as high as $10 per bushel. This year he built the first house that was ever erected in this town, which was later named after him.
     On Oct 15^th 1849, started back east after his sister Sylva, returning to Utah on the 26 of June 1850 with a company of 149 men who were on their way to California to hunt gold. These miners left considerable money with him for provisions which they bought to supply them on their journey, flour then being $50 per cwt.
     In 1851 he built his large adobe house (57 x 57). Sept 1852, left on a mission to England, returning three years later. The year of fifty-seven was spent in Nevada on a mission. In sixty-nine and seventy-two he went to Maine doing missionary work and gathering genealogies.
     Much of the latter part of his life was spent in laboring in the temples for the dead and much means was used for that purpose.
     Six wives and forty-one children are left to mourn his loss; two wives and fourteen children having preceded him.

FUNERAL SERVICES.
     Funeral services were held in the Tabernacle on Tuesday, June 6^th, were an unusually large audience composed of old and young, assembled to show their last respects to the highly esteemed pioneer and leader.
     Davis Stoker, E. B. Tripp, Apostle John Henry Smith and Prest. Joseph F. Smith were the speakers.
     The speakers dwelt upon the great amount of good the deceased had done for this country and for mankind in general.
     The casket, which was made of oak and nicely polished, was carried from the residence to the Tabernacle by his sons and was preceded by the High Priests quorum, while the mourners followed.
     After the services, over fifty vehicles followed the remains to the Bountiful cemetery.

– Sketch of Portrait included with obituary --

The Little Clipper - Thursday, 8 June 1893, page 1

Simmons, Harlon
An Error in Obituary
     Editor Clipper: I wish to correct an error in obituary notice of Harlon Simmons. Father Simmons and family emigrated to Utah in the year 1849 (instead 1854); and his family consists of fourteen children (instead of nine); seven boy’s and seven girls of which nine are now living. Hyrum Simmons, Lyman, Idaho, March 27, 1893

The Little Clipper -

Smith, Samuel
Breaks His Neck
Samuel Smith of Centreville Fall Four and a Half Feet and is Instantly Killed
     A gloom was cast over Centreville and the neighboring towns last Friday morning when the sad news spread that Samuel Smith, the nurseryman, had met with an accident that resulted in his death. He and one of his sons were shingling a summer kitchen, which stands just back of the old house, and were standing on a scaffold, supported by the ordinary knee brackets used by carpenters, when it gave way, and the deceased being a cripple was unable to gather himself and fell to the ground striking the back of his neck on a plank or a two by four. He tried to speak, but could not be understood; death insued [sic] almost instantaneously. It should be stated that the scaffold was only about four and one half feet high from the ground.
     The following is from a letter written us by the county coroner, John Wayman, in speaking of the appearance of the neck of the deceased, he says: “We suppose he must have broken it as there was but a very slight cut through the skin, and his death was so sudden he never uttered a word, except, Oh! when following a groan or two and then expired. He was still warm when I arrived. The evidence showed that it was not necessary to hold an inquest so the family and friends took charge of the body. The people of Centreville deeply sympathize with the bereaved family. He was a man of sterling worth in a community.”
     Samuel was the son of John and Sarah Smith, and was born in a small town in Essex, England; the 22^nd of April, 1833. The schooling he was favored with was obtained in the town of his birth, and at the age of fourteen he commenced working at the shoemaker trade in the adjoining town of Danville, where his apprenticeship lasted through a period of seven years.
     In fifty-one, he was baptized into the church by Elder Charles Penrose; six years later he started for Utah, stopping in Boston and vicinity about four years, arrived in Utah in 1861. Francklyn was the name of the town were he made his first home.
     In sixty-two, he married Rosetta Livermore, and from that time to the spring of 1881, the family resided in Logan keeping a furniture store.
     Six year’s experience as agent for the Geneya Nursery company with the knowlege [sic] he had previously gained from experimenting with trees, convinced him that a nursery could be started and successfully run in this country, so in the spring of 1881, he begun his labors in the Davis County nursery, which has gained a territorial reputation for good trees.
     Brother Smith was always deeply interested in vocal and instrumental music and tryed [sic] to encourage it by joining the choirs and bands of the different towns that it was his lot to reside in.
     He leaves two wives, eight sons, five daughters, eight grandchildren and the public to mourn his loss.

The Little Clipper - Thursday, June 1, 1893, page 1

Waddoups, Hannah Briggs
Bids Earth Farewell
It becomes our painful duty to record the death of one of our friends Hannah Briggs Waddoups, who had been ill for severl [sic] months, and sick a be[d] for upwards of four weeks previous to her death which occurred 45 minutes past six o’clock last Thursday morning, Feb 2^nd.
Hannah was born on the 3^rd of April, 1867, here in Bountiful, where she spent her school days and grew up to womanhood.

She was a young lady who was much respected by her school mates and in fact by all who knew her. Her father gives her great credit for a trait of character that is so often found wanting in the young people, and that is obedience.
     It is needless to say that she leaves a host of relatives and friends to mourn her loss.
     FUNERAL SERVICES were held at the Tabernacle Sunday afternoon, Feb, 5.
     The corpse was taken to the Tabernacle shortly before 3 o’clock.
     In spite of the very stormy weather, a large audience assembled to show their last respects to their departed friend.
     Floral decorations on the stand were elegant and appropriate for the occasion. The house nicely warmed and ventilated.
     Joseph E. Taylor, of Salt Lake City, spoke the funeral sermon. He related that he and Brother Briggs were old friends, that they were baptized by the same person; and that it was on account of acquaintance that he was present. His remarks were on general principles and very consoling to the devout listener.
     William Man, Jr. Spoke a short time stated that he had been her teacher and had always found her willing to do what was right. He spoke well of her character.
      Just as the services were dismissed it began to snow severly, but still quite a number of vehicles followed the remains to the cemetery.
     Her relatives may lie assured that they have the sympathy of this jurnal [sic].