Agnes Sarepta Heywood Prince
Contributor: Anne Ryan Created: 1 year ago Updated: 1 year ago
Agnes Sarepta Heywood Prince
I, Agnes Sarepta Heywood, ninth child of Joseph Leland and Mary Bell Heywood, was born November 29, 1875. I was the first one of the Heywood children to be born outside of the Fort after the family moved to Panguitch, Utah. The family had just moved into the new Heywood home, which was on the lot where the S&C Mercantile Store now stands on Main Street in Panguitch. (1951) Grandmother Imlay was the only midwife, or nurse, in the community at that time, and she took care of Mother and baby for nine days --- for total sum of $3.00.
Among the earliest recollections of my childhood is that I used to ride with my father to the pasture on a horse they called “Old Croppy”. The horse acquired this name after a bear had chewed off one of its ears.
During the early years of my life, I did the necessary things the children had to do in those days, such as picking up potatoes, picking peas, picking up rocks. I recall the Foy and Heywood lots were nothing but rock beds, but later they brought the most money of any two lots in the country. As children we followed the binder with our brother, James B., Brother W.P. Sargent owned the first binder. The children would pick out the longest stalks of the wheat and one or two of these were used to bind the bundles, before the era of using twine. I remember when they used the cradle and scythe to harvest grain. I also remember the first Burr Mill that ground the wheat with rocks. Brother Dickenson owned it and it was located on Dickenson Hill, and right near there was a creek where most of the children were baptized.
I was about ten years old when I made my first trip to Salt Lake City, UT. There were eleven in the party. Besides the children, who were at home, my married sister Mamie, and her first child (who is now District Judge “John L. Sevy, Jr.) went with us. My brother James B. drove the horses. We went in a wagon and it took about a week to go (250 miles). We had a very pleasant time, and spent a dime and brought home a cute little glass dish. During this trip I saw the first tomatoes I had ever seen, saw a star fish that Mrs. Sarah M. Kimball (Frank’s mother – Frank was Keeti’s husband), brought home from the Islands. We rode on a mule drawn train out to Garfield to see the Great Salt Lake. As I remember, it cost 25 cents each for the round trip. While in Salt Lake we stayed with aunt Sarepta and were treated royally. I saw Nana, the nurse, who was one of Father’s wives. “Auntie” Sarepta had requested my Mother, (Mary Bell Heywood), to bring the children up to Salt Lake so we could all get acquainted.
My early school days were spent in the frame schoolhouses in both the north and southwards. Mrs. Sarah Price, Mrs. Maria L. Sargent, and Miss Kate DeLong were among my first teachers. Kate DeLong later married my brother David L Heywood. Mr. William Lewman was one of the first teachsr after we moved into the upstairs rooms in the Page Building “uptown”. The last school I attended was the Panguitch academy, held in the old Stake Tabernacle, with John Swenson and Samuel Crosby as teachers. The Cameron, Jim Proctor, Jesse LeFever and Joe Crosby. The one comfort of the primitive schoolroom in the North Ward was a box stove with a crack in it, and we children stood around it to keep warm. There was only one bench for all to crowd onto.
While in the Academy in the lower grades in Sam L. Crosby’s room I shared a seat with Annie Schow (Riggs). Among my other friends were Lyda Haycock, Dick (Duck) DeLong (Showalter, Louie Worthen (Henrie), Loretta Imlay Clayton, Sarah E. Prince (Aunt Sadie Hall), Net Brown, LaVisa Bell Miller.
On November 16, 1890, during my fifteenth year, my formal education was brought to a climax when I entered the employment of the Garfield Exchange Mer. As a salesclerk. My brother was the superintendent of the store then. I remained in this position for five years. (Brother James B. Heywood)
Clerking in those days was very much different from what it is nowadays. The general store dealt in merchandise, ranging from lamp black to silks and laces. Wheat was also sold. Lots of freighting was done between Panguitch and Kanab, hauling wool to Marysvale and merchandise back. Instead of money, for years we used “script”. A great deal of money was brought in by buying buckskin from Indians. They received merchandise and money for it. I learned to talk a little with the Indians. After they got their money for the hides, they would turn around and pay for each individual item they would buy.
George Haycock and Tom Lambert and my brothers Ed and Dade clerked some when they were needed.
I packed eggs in oats to go to the sheep herds for 8 cents a dozen. Lots of business was done in those days when men came here from northern Utah for sheep business the Cahoons, etc. There was very little work in the winter, but lots in the spring when the sheep men came back with their flocks.
Dr. Garn Clark and I sometimes played “Guinea” out in the street while waiting for customers. Twice while I was clerking I was subpoenaed into court because of men stealing from the cash register, and once because people stole from the Post Office some marked coins which I had to identify.
I clerked in the store until I was twenty-one years old when I married Joseph Oscar Prince. After I was married my brother James B. Gave me $10.00 in cash which I used to buy a cane bottom rocking chair, three straight chairs, and a clock. My brother Dac gave me two pretty china vases, John and Edna gave me six hens and a rooster, Mamie and her family gave me lots of household things, including dishes, and Mother gave me a rag carpet.
When I began going with Oscar he owned the prettiest, fanciest pair of horses in the country and another man, George Crosby owned the cutter that we went riding in. His girl was a school teacher (Laura Lyman). We double dated, as you would say today. We had good times riding in the cutter over the snow in the winter and in the buggy in the summer time. Soon after we were married, Oscar bought his own buggy. When he went on his Mission we had a little one seated buggy.
We didn’t do much as young people do today except to go to a few parties, ride and talk. There were no picture shows, and few dances, I never learned to dance. J. Oscar was a good dancer and always loved to dance. I just didn’t care to dance and never learned.
All the money that the fellows earned, they saved to get married on. Father bought us a cook stove in Parowan on our way home from getting married.
I went with Oscar about five years. Only we never went any place. We had fun though, and a few parties. Never any boxes of candy or jewelry, just fun and lovin’.
I was Secretary in the M.I.A. five years before I was married.
We went in a buggy to St. George to be married. Oscar’s mother went along too, as did a load of cheese to be “peddled”. It took us four and one half days to get there. We slept on the floor at his house on our return. I never did feel good about that. I thought the Prince girls could have slept on the floor and given us their beds.
Very soon after we were married we moved into our present home. The kitchen was finished first. Alice was born there with a sheet up in the South West corner to keep the draft out. I was in labor 56 hours and thought she would never get here. The midwife had tried everything she knew to help me.
Father soon built the rest of the house around us. Most all the work was done by him, or he traded work with others. It all made extra work for me having a house built all around, but we were glad to have it.
Aunt Ollie Norton brought all the children down to see Rulon. Dr. Garn Clark laughed when he was born and said that all it took was a Dr. to bring a boy as the midwife had brought 6 girls before Rulon came. There were 3 other girls born the night Della came. We all had aunt Ollie. We paid her $3 to $8 – Rulon cost $25, Howard $25, Florence $30. I clerked for two weeks after I was married which helped us out such a lot, as money was scarce. I had the first store bought shirts in Panguitch for Alice as I was the clerk and could get them. I was proud too of the wicker buggy we got for her. Mildred our 2nd child was to enjoy these things as well, for we had quality then. When Cecil, our 3rd child was about 6 months old, Oscar was called to go on a mission for the L.D.S. Church to the Western States. He had two weeks training at the B.Y.U. and then left to be gone for 2 years. He did all he could to make it as comfortable for us. We owned some sheep, cattle, horses, etc. We trusted in the Lord to look after us and to provide for Oscar while he did his work.
The greatest hardship, other than loneliness of being alone to care and provide for three children, was the drawing of the water from the well, to be used to water the stock in the wintertime. That well was always a nightmare. Once I looked out to see Cecil sitting in the little trough we poured the water into before it ran into the trough for the cattle. I knew I must remain calm and not excite her, for one quick move and she surely would end up in the well.
Many people were good to help me but still there was much to do and I often wondered after how I did manage to get the wood hauled, cut and carried for 2 stoves, care for pigs, chickens, horses, and cows and look after my 3 children. But, the time came when Oscar was to be released and I made a new dress for Cecil and one for myself and we went to Salt Lake to welcome him home. Cecil reached out her arms to her Daddy as if he had never been away. This pleased him and he often told how she loved him.
Life ran more smoothly for us after that. I was proud of my polished, well-groomed, handsome husband and of the advancement a mission had brought to him.
Materially, we prospered. Oscar bought and sold cattle, usually making a fair profit. He was a farmer, a sheep and cattleman and every summer for about 25 years or more we ranched. We were able to provide for our every increasing family for after Cecil came a girl, Della, another one Grace, ditto Sarepta—then Rulon and after I was 40 years old I gave birth to (2) sets of twins, Howard and Helen, Helen died with pneumonia following a whooping cough spell, and at 43 I had Florence and Lawrence. The later being dead upon arrival. Eleven children in all came to bless our home –nine of whom are alive at this writing, 1956, and I am in bed waiting for the release of my spirit to return to my Heavenly Father’s Home. I am too tired and weary to even return my thinking to those hard long hours of work and life, but my children keep asking me to relate some of my life experiences.
How many summers did I go to the ranch at Panguitch Lake they ask? Oh, too many I use to think. First we took up a homestead at the mouth of Parowan Canyon. Well, I recall trying to prove up on it while my husband was in the Mission Field. With 2 teenage boys, Parley Ipson and Roy Lee – with my 3 little girls and a load of furniture we slowly, oh so slowly left town for the ranch. Mud and snow and ice were battled, but we got to the ranch, only to find Indians there. Yes, we were really frightened! We piled furniture at the door of the house and place pitchforks and shovels nearby for weapons in case of trouble. Most of the trouble was our fright. I had to appear brave, not only for my children’s sake, but for the 2 young boys as well.
In the morning we loaded the furniture back on the wagon and went to town to stay until some of the other ranchers moved up to the Lake. That was only one of the scares of living away from town people. We lost the homestead, because of false testimony, after years of hard work and hardships. Then we spent several years at the old Prince Ranch and had many meals to prepare for cattlemen, sheep men and herders. They always planned on getting a free meal if anyone was at the ranch and they were near. It was a custom of the times and a good one except for the one who had to worry about what to fix and the one who had to do the work.
Story written by Val Jennings on Jan 31, 1984, in his writing, also scanned
Contributor: Anne Ryan Created: 1 year ago Updated: 1 year ago
I began school in the 5th grade at Milford, Utah in the Fall of 1926. Cecil Prince began her teaching at Milford that same year and I was assigned to her room. As that was over 57 years ago there is little that I remember, but there is one story that I've repeated several times. Cecil kept Jim Fernly and me after school as we'd been lax on our homework. We were goofing off and accomplishing nothing. Cecil had to leave, but insisted that we finish our assignment and bring it to her apartment that afternoon. Other students had told us that Cecil Prince and Cecil Tebbs, who roomed together, were just softies and if we took them some sugar they'd make candy. We got a thin box about the width, length of this paper filled with with sugar, tied it with ribbon and labeled it "completed assignment." We spent an enjoyable afternoon making candy. Our family left Milford in 1929 and moved to Murray. I next met Cecil in 1938 after I started dating her sister Sarepta. One very memorable occasion was Easter of that year. Cecil and Omer invited Sarepta and I to go with their family to Easter services at Zion Park. It was my first trip there. We stopped at the window areas in the tunnel where we could see the switchbacks on the road, we visited and hiked a little at the "Narrows." It was very enjoyable as "Spring" was there and would be long coming to Panguitch. After Sarepta and I were married we visited with kids quite often as they were so hospitable to us as they were with all their relatives. When the Reids (Cecil and Omer) were in their first home at Springville, Utah, we'd stop there on our way to and from Salt Lake. I remember one occasion when Cecil and Omer lived in Vegas that we planned a trip to the Rose Bowl in Pasadena. We traveled with Quint and Marg Adair, to see our band boys in the parade. Cecil and Omer not only invited us to stay there with our friends, but entertained us at the night clubs. On another occasion when my sons, Val, John, and Doug were with me, they took us out to the Hoover Dam - Insisted on taking their car, so I could rest. After moving to Price, we'd go through Springville very often, and especially the last several years we've stopped there quite often and stayed over night many times. We've always been made to feel so welcome. Over the years, I've been closer to Cecil and Omer then I have been with any of my own brothers and sisters. Cecil and Omer have been our lifelong friends and companions. I love them very much. -Val B. Jennings