Obituary of Lillian Agnes Lowe Short
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Obituary of Lillian Short
Kaysville – Lillian Agnes Lowe Short, 77, of Kaysville, died Sunday, April 22, 1984 in Renton, Washington. She was born February 19, 1907 in Queenstown, South Africa. A daughter of Amner Eli and Gertrude Jessie Waynewright Lowe. She married Vivian Frank Short, March 21, 1934 in the St. George LDS Temple.
He died Aug. 9 1976. She came to the U.S. with her family at the age of 2. She was reared in Idaho, attending high school in Idaho and California. She had lived in St. George, Ogden, and Utah County. For the past six years she had been living in Kaysville. She was an active member of the Kaysville 15th LDS Ward. She held many teaching and leadership positions in the Sunday School, Relief Society, MIA and Primary. She had been a counselor and visiting teacher in the Relief Society. She had been junior Sunday School coordinator and she had also served on a Sunday School Stake board. She was president of the Lady Lions, of the Edgemont Literary Club and the Orem Women’s Club. She as a volunteer pink lady at the Utah Valley Hospital.
Survivors include two sons and two daughters: Stanley Lowe Short, Orem; Edward Lowe Short, Sandy; Mrs. Lloyd B. (Marjory) Morrill, Renton, Washington; Mrs. Grant (Valrie) Simons, Kaysville; 13 grandchildren, one sister-in-law, Mrs. Abby Lowe, Kaysville. She was preceded in death by one brother, George Lowe.
Funeral services will be held Friday, 11 a.m. in the Lindquist-Kaysville Mortuary, 400 N. Main where friends may call Thursday from 6-8 p.m. and Friday one hour prior to services. Graveside services will be held Friday at 3:30 p.m. in the Orem City Cemetery.
Letters from VF to his wife Lillian
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Bryce Canyon Utah
Nov 14 1933
Ain’t I the limit to write letters seems as tho it is some job for me to get a letter wrote.
I have sure been busy since we arove here trying to get enough right of way cleared up for the contractor to start to work on. Have done pretty good as I think I can keep way ahead of them now.
Mable is busy she has 11 men to cook for and expect to have a lot more next week. She says she likes it and seems to be enjoying it.
We will move camp up the line away next week. Will be way up on the mountain and I am afraid it will be plenty cold up there froze Ice. Last night wish you were here to keep me warm. Well must close now and go to work. Take care of yourself and BBY.
Lots of Love As Ever
Ruby Inn, Utah
Nov 20 1933
Ain’t I a fine one to answer how I froze up or something. Well to tell the truth the writer had been so fine. I haven’t left the job for the last two weeks. Have been trying to get as much done as possible this fall. I have never experienced such wonderful weather as we have had the past month.
We received Mother’s letter with yours enclosed. Am glad you have had a chance to come to the City occasionally. Only whose wedding was it?
There isn’t much news around here except the job, and I should be up there now, so will close for this time. Will try and do better next time.
With lots of Love as Ever
Salt Lake City
Jan 23, 1934
Will write a note to let you no I am able to write. Had a nice time in Cedar City. I suppose Mabel has told you about it. Not very exciting but had a good time.
We left Cedar Sunday P.M. only got about 15 mi. and I burnt out a bearing so had to be towed back to Cedar and have it fixed. Did not get here till late Monday.
The fellow that get the job I up to see about lives in Provo. I went down there to day with a M. Jones, “Machinery Salesman” so guess I will have a fob. When he gets going. So much for that.
Have had a little snow, wish you were here to keep me from freezing. Ain’t no fun here in town all by my self in the moon light. Reminds me of me and my shadow. Have some shopping to do here then will go to Ogden and load up and come home so I will be seeing you. Be a good girl and I‘ll give a kiss when I see you.
Lots of Love Dearest
Bryce National Park
April 18 1934
Well I am there a head of you now so you will have to step on it and catch up or I might say Dam. Sid Teach and I came down to night after water to Bryce after a few groceries. We have 5 to Board now and Pa is doing just fine as a cook he say ask Mabel why in H… didn’t she put in more dishes and cooking wanted. We worked to day all the new men went off yesterday and It is sure swell now. Warm and nice flowers in bloom Aspen starting to leaf out. Will be swell when you get here.
How is everything there hope you are getting along all rite. Can you milk yet?
How is mother feeling and Elaine has Mabel been to the dentist yet. Tell mother to take good care of her.
Well the water towels are full so must be on our way. Be sure and right and tell me all the news. So good night my Love and sweet dreams. Wish you all were here.
Your Loving hubby
***(Letter was written on the back of Ruby’s Inn menu)
June 26 1934
Just a line to say hi. And how are you? Hope you had a nice trip and are enjoying the warm weather or is it warm there? Come to town on business and just ready to go back. Say honey what did you do with my purse or did you put it up? I hunted the place up and down but failed to find it. That maybe you put it in your hand bag. If you have it, mail the checks in it to their respective owners. Lynn Watson at Glendale to Blain Liston to Escalante.
That’s all for business. Hope you are enjoying your visit and have a good time and Hurry back to your Ever Loving Hubby XXX.
Feb 27 1935
As per order and promises I am sending you a few lines of love and devotion. Hope you are having a nice visit and are enjoying yourself. Have been busy in Baskerville and Mosquito until this afternoon. Think I have sold a car to the store man at mosquito. And have some more good prospects.
Sure was a cold night last night in Baskerville froze ice and I sure missed my little hot water bottle. Think I will take her along next time. Bill Mc Mullin was down today and I think he was quite peeved to see me already here. He is going to get so mad he will blow a tube one of these days. Hope I am around to see the explosion I am going to give him a fun for his money just for fun any ways.
Looked for you yesterday after in Mosquito but guess you didn’t come down after all.
I am going on to Overton this evening and might get back Sat. might but am not sure will no more tomorrow when I see how things look. I am going to sell some cars or maybe I will blow a tube myself.
Well take good care of yourself my Beloved and rub your tummy good till I return. For I love you truly Dearest and always pray that the Rubs will give us what we want. So good night Dearest and think of your ever loving Hubby.
March 8 1935
Well I am in Bunkerville yet have been quite busy haven’t done much but things are looking better every time I come down some day will sell a lot of cars down here.
I suppose things are pretty sad in St. George now. It is sure hard to realize that so many are gone seems that we are more fortunate all the time. And dearest I don’t want you to worry about me as I will try my best to take care of my self for you. And you want to do the same and take good care of your self for me as I love you two xx.
Well close now as it is a long ways to Overton and must be on the way so good night sweet heart and lots of love and kisses from me to you.
As Ever Your Ever Loving Hubby. VT
(Postmarked Aug 21 1935)
I arrived here O.K. at 9:30 just in time for the program. Was quite good. One lady played a few selections o the piano I think one was the Reframe from Setting.
Had a nice trip car ran swell sure will be worth a lot on this job.
I will stay here to night and will be ready to start in the morning tell Elmer our grease fob on the car sure helped a lot many a squeak.
With lots of love to you Dearest. Take care of yourself.
Your hubby Frank.
Good night with kisses Mother
Cedars Hotel, Cedar City, Utah
Sept 21 1935
Dearest Lillian & Marjory
I did not have a chance to get to town last night so this is a day late. I hope you are feeling better and that you are able to eat something. How is my girlie hope she is a good girl and minds her mommy. Have been having rain up here, quite a storm yesterday afternoon and one this afternoon two. Lost a little time so will work some Saturday I expect.
I suppose you have your glasses by now. Sure hope they fit good. If they don’t we will send them back. I saw Mr. Mc____, foreman Sunday night guess there won’t be anything doing there as it is as I expected. It is starting to storm up here. They might not do very much this fall anyway. And I don’t think I would like to change as long as I can work for Harry. Well must close now my dearest. Give my love to all and will be seeing you soon. As ever your
Loving Daddy Man.
Kiss my pet for me and many for you when I see you
Cedars Hotel, Cedar City, Utah
Sept 24 1935
Dearest Lillian and Marjory
Just a line to say hi and hello. Wish I knew how were and how you were feeling. I am fine came to town to get my check and send some $ on to you. I will love to keep out a five to pay bills & ect. This week will pay the _____ man 3.20. Check was 25.00 after the board was deducted.
Have been expecting the ____ brothers in, I guess they will be in sometime this week. Everyone is arriving to get a job with them. All the crew wants me to get a job so I will give them a job.
How is father feeling hope he is better than Sunday. I had a good trip up on the stage. Was somewhat sleepy the next day. Hope mother is keeping well and went to the opening of the temple. Well honey must close now. I hope and pray that you are getting along all rite and that Marjory is being a good little girl sure miss my little family. Pay me a line dearest and say hi.
With lots of love as ever
Your hubby, xxxxx
Cedars Hotel, Cedar City, Utah
Sept 28 1935
I managed to get to town this evening so am writing you a line or two. Jonnie Jonson came to town to get his teeth Dock Beal is making for him. That is who I am with.
Wish I knew how you were my dear and that you are getting better that is what make the week so long is not knowing how you are. And the little chicken hope she keeps well and minds her mama.
Love to all, keep smiling until I come home, will work Sat. this week I expect.
As Ever Your
We are as busy as usual trying to get finished up before we get stormed out. Looks like it might snow or most everything up here now. However I don’t expect much storm this week.
I sure made good connections Sunday night I met Jonnie Johnson as soon as I got here and went right up to camp. Wasn’t that Luck? Parley was over yesterday took his stove, mattress, and spring. Is in a hurry for his cabin. Told him I guess he would have to wait until I could get to moving it. To Heck with him.
Has baby started to school yet? Hope he has. As I know we would enjoy him this winter especially Elvin. But I’m afraid he will get quite home sick. Tell him hello for me. Harry Remolds is in camp told us all about the convention, he had a swell time and said it was some show. Will close for now. With lots of love and pray that you are getting along all right. Kiss my pumpkin for me and one for you my love.
Your Daddy Man.
Cedars Hotel, Cedar City, Utah
Oct 5, 1935
Dearest Wife & Marjory
Well I am in town again to write you a few lines & send $. Hope you are feeling much better this week, and that you are able to eat what you want. You must try and eat what you can and get your strength back. I have thought of you a lot this week and pray that you will soon be over the worst part and begin to gain strength again. So remember dearest that I am with you in my hear thoughts and heart and so wish I could help you when you need it most. For you have the big part of the load to carry it won’t be long until I shall be with you. Then we can injoy our little family xxxxooo.
We are getting along pretty good now. The _____has been swell so far this week and by all indications will be good the rest of the week. The shovels will finish up this week so that will only have the finishing to do. I have wondered how Charley got along with the house. Maybe you had better pay him some on it. But be sure to keep enough for what you want to get. I hope you all got over your colds and that Mother did not get it.
I didn’t catch it so guess I’m immune. How dose Bobby like the school now? Hope he is contented at least in part. Tell our little chicken I miss her to beat the band. And hope to see you all sat. night well so long sweet heart and keep smiling give my love to all. And keep plenty for you two.
As ever you loving Daddy Man
From me to you xxxxxxxx
June 23 1936 6 A.M.
Dearest Wife and Baby,
I would sure love to see you both this morning and wish millions of times that you were with me. It is fine up here quite hot yesterday in Salt Lake but cool last night. We went to Eureka Sunday night. Slept in the back of the truck. Looked over that job and got in Salt Lake at 10 yesterday morning.
I could not find a jacket that I liked so sent you a dress with a kind of a jacket. I figured maybe you could set the buttons over a bit and use it double breasted. Will it be heavy enough and how are you taking care of yourself? And our best baby? I hope and pray that this heat won’t be to bad until we can do something. Mr. Knowlton is going to bid on that job at Eureka also on one at Astor Idaho. You remember this one I told you about? Then both come up for bids 2th July so it won’t be long till we hear about them. We got to Ogden at 4 o’clock yesterday. Pa saw the reluctant man about the place, then we went out to Cynthia’s, had supper then drove nearly here last night. Just got here and have had Hot cakes and coffee.
We slept at Knowlton’s place coming up from St Jake. He had just left for Yellowstone is coming back to salt lake nest Sunday so Pa decided to get up to the park and come back with him. He is having a great time sure likes to go some place.
Mrs ______ wanted me to get you a book at ZCMI on Baby feeding but they were fresh out of these. And I wasn’t sure enough which one to order it. So drop her a line and have her send for it.
Well Dearest wife of mine I better close off and be on my way. Please excuse paper as its all this place can supply.
Take care of yourself and Baby for me. As I might send for you most every time.
With all the love in the world to my Dearest Family
R #1, Salmon, Idaho
June 28, 1936
Dear Lillian, Frank & Baby,
I am ashamed for not writing before. I was so overjoyed to hear of the safe arrival of the baby & glad it was a girl. We think her name is just right & want to see her & her parents. Uncle Reg & I by this time we should all have liked to come but couldn’t have now. Kiss the baby for Aunt Nancy. I can’t tell you how glad I am that you have her.
We are all busy & well. We keep so busy we hardly have time to eat or sleep. Alice & I will both try to write a letter soon.
July 2 1936
I received your most loving letter today but am so sorry that you have been so sick. I hope and pray that you are better now dearest and that you will keep improving. I no the ______ will help and wish we had got it before this. Wish you were able to go see Doctor Mack, if you get stronger try and go soon but don’t take to much chance when you don’t feel strong. I will be able to send him some money this week and will explain why I didn’t send it before. We didn’t get either of the two jobs that come up to day so will have to be contented with this one for a while, I was in hopes we would get the one down by Eureka as it would have been so convenient. There is two more coming up on the 15 of this month one is near ______ and one is over by Castle Dale. I have a room here now and am boarding at “Hamilton Store” have a nice room.
Well my dearest I sure wish I could be with you and our sweet baby being so far away sometimes I can’t hardly realize that we have our sweet treasure but I no that she is doing fine and sure wish that I could see her I feel like calling you up some night just to hear her and to hear your sweet voice my dear so if I get two lonesome don’t be surprised if I do. But suppose I will have to wait till next pay day so make a date with me some evening.
Pa went down to Saint Anthony last week but haven’t heard from him yet. I guess he will stay there for the forth. He wanted me to come down there for the forth but it is to far and we might work every day. This job is behind time and are trying to get it finished up but there is month work on it yet. Expect to have something else by that time as there are lots of jobs coming up. The only thing to do is sit tight and wait until we get one. I was lucky enough to see the Grand Geyser go off this evening. Went down to the lower store to get Mothers card that a guy told me was down there. “Hamiltons have 22 stores counting gas stations here in the park so mail is out to go astray”. We had just left the store when the Giant started to go off. Sure is some sight. Wish you had been there it only goes off about every two weeks, at the start squirts steam and water over 200 feet high. It play for about 1 ½ hours but not over 100 feet most of the time. There are lots of little geysers here in geyser basin and some of them are going most of the time but not very high. I haven’t been everywhere else in the park except right around here so haven’t seen much of it. It is about 30 miles over to Yellowstone lake but it’s a one way road and have to go 85 miles to go over there and get back so guess I won’t get there very soon. Will close for now and get to bed. My thoughts and prayers are with you always Dearest so trust that you will be better soon. With all the love to you and Baby. I am ever your Hubby. Xxxxooo
Just a line this AM to say hi. I received your card last nite it had went to another store, but don’t believe I will have any more trouble with mail now as they no where I am to now. Well I haven’t been out by a Bare yet altho there is lots of them here. One old girl brings her cub rite into camp you aught to see the kids they sure get a kick out of them. Have just had breakfast and need to rush to work. Pa went to st Anthony have you heard from him yet? How is my Baby girl? Does she keep you up much? Sure hope Lillian is better. Will close now and rite more to tomorrow as we won’t work. I now hope everyone else is fine and now sizzling away in the heat. Lots of Love.
As ever your son VF
July 15 1936
My Dearest Wife,
I just received your great bit newsy letter and was sure glad to get it. Letters sure help a lot. Then I no my Dear family is getting along better. Am sure glad that you are improving darling and pray that you will continue to get well and strong quickly. Cause if we get another job I might get to come home any time. But don’t expect it will be more than this month at the most as we see getting this job.
I just read a letter from father he is visiting with Ezra at present then is coming back to park before he comes home. He is feeling fine and is having a swell visit.
Your storm there must have been a zing whizzer. Must have been fine to get cooled off. But am sorry the C.E.E. boy got drowned. It has been cloudy and a little ran occasionally all week here not enough rain to bother about but it makes it quite inconvenient for the tourist. There are sure flocks of them here. There were 10 trucks loads of kids from a school in Georgia came in last nite and most drove the clerks nutty at the soda fountain here at the store.
I am enclosing a pair of moccasins for my Little Papoose and hope she likes them. I don’t know whether they will fit or not but they are the best I could guess for size. I kept them under my pillow for a week just because.
Well must close now as it is sleepy time. I haven’t answered half of your letter but that will give me an excuse to rite again soon. You must now worry about me honey as about all I do is eat 3 big meals a day and work a few hours. Ordinarily we only work 7 hours a day so am not over doing. They have a program over at the Lodge every nite and I sometimes go to that other wise to bed. sure can sleep up here wish you were here too but it won’t ever be thus. Well nite nite sweety pie. Give my love to all and bushels for you and baby.
As ever from your love VF
St George Utah
July 30, 1936
My Darling Husband:
Received your two letters yesterday. Very happy as always to hear from you and know how you are. Yes, I should say you did write a business like love letter. Mighty expensive to buy love and kisses. But seeing as it is you it is O.K. for my love and affections are only saleable to you and you get an overflow measure. Only they should be delivered in person. You know they are will piled up when you get here. So furry and in the meantime, will send you all this letter will hold and give you the rest when you get here. Am glad you paid in advance – ha ha! Thank you so much for the beautiful heads. Honey they are so pretty. Too pretty and dainty color for me – but oh how I love them and everyone else does too. Mothers are beautiful too. I will thank for her until she can. Marie has been real sick so I missed two treatments. She came down this morning but still looks bad, but much better. It rained near here and cooled things off some. Think most of our hottest weather is over now. But then even tho that is a help and blessing, it still doesn’t alter my desire to be with you. I want you near me so bad and I know we should be together. Baby is still as sweet as anything could be even sweeter sometimes. Can hardly wait for you to see her. You’ll hardly know her I am sure. She is more than a baby, Jesse had a phone put in his home yesterday and makes them seem nearer, I am living as close to you as anyone could when one is so far away. I am getting much better in my body appearance, but still can’t seem to gain much strength and have such weak spells. I can be ready to pack up and go anywhere with you, only I’d have to have a place all ready to go to as I am not strong enough for any thing else. I feel so sorry to have to bw so helpless and so much on you, but will just have to keep on with our faith and work with Vivian and the compound too. I really feel it our only chance. Compound came yesterday. They say there is quite a reaction the fourth day, this is my first. Baby is going to take it too starting tomorrow. Marie told Cr. Gould about my care and he ways baby must have her two drops evertime I take it. She gets her first tonight. Olive has just called since I wrote this last line. Said she just found out I was here. That our girl was a oby till she saw her. She thinks she is fine, and she acted like she meant it. They are going on a trip to Grand Canyon in the morning. Have another new car and are doing fine. Going to finish their house this fall. She is having her goiter and tonsils out this fall too. Boy, I surely feel for her, as her heart isn’t any too good and her goiter account. She looks well and fat tho, but then can’t always tell by that how one feels. I can’t get anything definite on who is going up with you, if I go all I can say is that Marie says she will try and go with me for a month while I am taking the compound – and that we’ll have to gave a girl to help as I simply can’t do more than I do now. And that is pretty little to mention, but then why repeat that. Charlie says he can’t see how he can afford it and Mabel either to leave the place and Father’s place is really here. Tending to garden and ect. Hope we can persuade him to stay. Maybe you can help. Mabel says she will write a few lines to you concerning it all in the morning. I must finish this up to nite as Jesse is coming over about 8:00 in the morning to get Father to help him paste wall paper tomorrow and will mail this. There isn’t anything sure what time I’ll be up as sometimes when baby fusses, don’t get much rest and after her 6:00 am feeding we (her and I) often sleep until 8:00 – some nites she sleeps real well depends on how her tummy feels, tonight she feels uncomfy. Just got thru giving her enema. Mabel has her out in the vine yard at present and its 9:00 and I must get ready for bed, which takes quite a while it seems. Wish you were her right now, and everything was settled satisfactory, but when you come thru Huntington, you’d better find some kind of a furnished place to take me to (if I can go with you). Hope I can and not regret it – only I hate leaving Mabel and Mother and yet am so very anxious to be with you for I need you near me dear. Well so long for to-nite $17.oo doubled over again, of the very truest love and affection in the world. I am as ever and always your loving wife Lillian. –I hear baby crying now, for all she is worth. Talk about 5 dollar hollers. I think they’re $10 to one million at times. But then so are her smiles and dove like coo’s which I am sorry you have to miss.
Nite – nite. Love – Kisses & hubs – your own Lillian
Good Morning Sweetheart!!! - Baby slept fine after I gave her peppermint and so I didn’t oversleep. Rained last nite and freshened things. Wish I could enclose some of Baby’s morning smiles. Xxxxxx000 Love again, Lillian
Here’s Mable Dear VF there can’t be much left to say at the end of this long epistle – will say we have all enjoyed your interesting letters – wish we could all see some of the wonderful sights.
Glad you have another job and of course would love to go for a change and vacation. But Charley says he can’t leave and l can supervise canning of fruit and it’s a long trip for mother – heat has not been bad at all – this house is cool. Then have had quite a lot of rain. We are all getting better every day but not very peppy or strong – will be glad to see you – well have come to end of paper so bye.
Yellowstone Park Wyo
July 31 1936
Just a line this morning to let you no that I am going to start home Sunday Morning expect to get there some time Tuesday will have to stop a little while in Salt Lake Monday. But you can bet that I won’t linger along the road much.
We haven’t finished this job by quite a bit but I’m coming down so as to be ready to start the other. Just as soon as we get notice of award which should be most anytime. Now I’m glad you won’t have time to answer this letter so won’t ask you any questions. There isn’t any more news around here that is as important to me than I’m on my way home so won’t mention anything more than we had a nice rain last night.
Well so long for this time and be a good girl till I come home. We will probably go up to Hunnington Canyon next week. How do you like that.
Lots of love to you and Baby Kiss mother for me. As ever your loving Hubby
For baby xxxx
August 25, 1936
I will try and write you a few lines to nite before I go to bed. I had expected to be home to day but as things were did not think it best to come. But I sure wanted to. Sure have missed you. The park guys and the engineers are in an argument again about the guard rail. It might be that it won’t be put in at all. Ain’t that the luck? But they are having all kinds of trouble on this job. So fuss a little more can’t hurt much only us. I will no some time this week rather the guard rail or not.
I will have a few days work fixing up some of the rail that we put in last year. The fills have settled and twisted it out of shape. I started in on it Friday after noon but it rained to hard yesterday after noon and to day for us to do anything. And by the looks of things expect we will have lots of rain for a while same as last year. Sure has been cold and chilly up here wishes I had some body I no to deep me warm at nites.
I am staying here at Ruby. Got board and a back house room for 1.20 per day. They sure don’t put up the meals we used to last summer.
How are you all getting along? I hope ever thing is all right there and that you are feeling good. Jesse said that James and family had been in to see you hope you had a good visit. Well Dearest take good care of yourself. And maybe I will be down to see you before long. Tell J.E. not to plan on this job much more until we find out something definite. Will close now with lots of love your ever loving Hubby
### 000## oxoxoxoxooxx
June 18 1938
Dearest wife and Darling Daughter
Just a line to say Hello and how are you and the rest including my little sweetheart. Hope you are all OK and not to hot. Sure cool up here might freeze before morning. Started in to day got a lot of timber pulled over and chained up.
Have 10 min on the job don’t expect to put on very many more. I will have things fixed up so you can come up most any time. Maybe Tuesday or Wednesday. Will not work the crew tomorrow but will get saws sharp and axes fixed up. Wish I new how you all were and if everything is OK. Tell Elwin the cat sure runs fine we have pulled ever thing on a straight line. Got a fellow from Cedar to run it. Dose pretty good. Must close now or this won’t go. Lots of love and kisses to you and my little darling girl. Are you a good girl Marjory and mind mama. Give a XX to daddy. Well sweetheart will be seeing you soon o boy o boy. Give my love to Mother and Mabel and all.
As ever your loving daddy man, V.F.
Cedar City, Utah
June 28, 1938
Dearest wife and Daughter Marjory,
I am in Cedar City this afternoon on account of rain. Sure had one fine fain last night and today. Does not look much like clearing up yet either. Put out all my fires so can’t do much. I hope it clears up as I‘m afraid you won’t like it up here when it rains. Altho the little cabin in nice and cosey. Altho quiet small in proportion to your house. We have been working pretty steady since I came up. We – grambow and I started boarding at the cool house today. Better than batching as I don’t like to cook much. grambow isn’t much better.
But I still wish you were up here as I get lonely some for my little family. Hope you are all fine and that my big girl hasn’t forgot her daddy. Tell her daddy loves her and would sure like to see her and that goes for her mother too in a big way. Hope everyone is O.K. and all going along all right. I expected to get a pay day to day but didn’t. I didn’t have my social security no. and they can’t issue a check without it so guess I can’t get payed until I come down. Maybe you had better copy the number and send it to me as it will be sun or mon before I can come down. As I will have to keep the gang going ever day now to make up for the time lost in this rain storm. Just a few days now and I will have enough cleared ahead to keep them going for a month.
My security card is in the letter file. Take good care of it. Must close now or might get left. Give my love to all and lots to you dearest wife of mine. May God watch over you and my girl while I’m away and don’t worry about me as I am getting along alright.
With lots of love and xxxx
For Marjory oooxxx
March 8 1941
Dearest Lillian and my Girls
I had a nice surprise to night when I got home as two letters were here for me. Sure glad to get them even if one was a day late. Charlie was here this afternoon but I did not get to see him. Did not get home in time sorry I missed him.
Would sure like to see you all this weekend but no can do. Will know next week when I get my pay hope I won’t have to wait for 2 more weeks before coming down. Or my two girls sure won’t no me. Sure do miss them. I would have liked to have been on the other end of the phone when Valrie Jean called me up. Any way would have like to have seen her.
Marjory how are you I can’t see you for a few minutes, what have you been doing since I have been gone will be home to see you pretty soon and will bring you something maybe what do you guess so be a good girl with your mama and take care of Valrie Jean.
I went over to see the people who own the house. Haven’t heard from the people who were figuring on buying it so will not no fore sure until maybe Monday. Sure hope we can get it.
Well Father don’t be in two big a hurry to come up until it warms up a bit. Monday Tuesday and Wednesday were sure bad weather. We did not do anything the hole day. Was about 6 in of snow Monday morning has all gone now but the wind has sure been cold.
I haven’t had much time yet to look around for a house to build as I have been two busy getting next to my job. First two days was on the batch plant where all the concrete for the job is mixed but the weather was so bad we did not do anything so that was a good job. Wednesday I was put on the water distribution system we have complete charge of the insulation of the whole water system. A Mr. Jugel of pleasant Grove has the contract and has been working on it since the last of January. And has quite a bit of pipe installed. Well will close the ramble for to night. Maybe take a bath and go to bed will take this down town to mail tho.
Had the flat tire about 25 miles from Fillmore. Only took an hour to fix it as I had to wait until a fellow stopped who had a jack.
Well hope everything goes along all right and hope to see you soon. Tell Mabel wish I could have been more help. Well good nite will rite soon if everything develops. How were the films
As Ever Yours. Me.
Milner Hotel, Ogden Utah
Dearest and Family –
How do you like my now stationary. I have been out house hunting all evening so took this opportunity to answer your two most welcome letters that I received to day. So glad to no that you are all OK and that the kids haven’t forgotten me yet. you will have to show Valrie Jean that new picture once in a while so she won’t forget what I look like.
Well I getting a head of this first part of my letter I am still in hopes we can get the house on 6 st. that I rote about but they have a prospect to sell it so won’t no for sure until Wednesday I hope. houses are sure scarce. I go house hunting every evening and on Sunday but as yet haven’t anything definite. What I could get have either been to old or in a poor location hope we can get the one on 6th. It has a range – heating stove built in and linoleum on the kitchen and bath. Wo we would not need much else.
Have been quite busy on my job the last few days. Contractor was laying paper today so had to be Jenney on the spot. He didn’t get started till late so had to stay till 5 o’clock. Most days am off at 4:30 and have not . aft off so maby I can stand it. I am going to look around Clear Field tomorrow and see if there isn’t something out that way. I heard of a house out that way to night.
you had better take good – care of yourself or you won’t feel like coming up here when it warms up a bit. Weather has clear but chilley and the wind sure coldr.
Dear Mother, I was out to Cynthias this evening. They are all well was getting ready to go to union ____ said tell you hello and hope you come up soon. What are you doing to keep out of mischief.
Tell Jesse to take good care of the cow and she will give lots of butter cream & eggs. Will close for now. If I can get something definite on a house will be down sat. so hope we can get something fixed up.
So By By for tonight
As ever yours VF
June 17 1948
I am sending this Little wabbit with a nice loving letter two you. I received your letter and was glad to get it. And to no that you and my kids and all had a nice safe trip. I expect you are at the station now and having a good visit and am thinking all the time how nice it would be if I could just be there two and we could go hiking up the cliff and maybe find a nice soft rock under a juniper tree to snooze under for a day or two. Then maybe go down to the pool at Beaver dam and swim a while.
Well dearest I suppose you will be wondering what me and my Pal have been doing too. Valrie had been a real pal and quite Happy. Except when she gets tired though. She is just like her daddy wants to no when you are coming home seems as tho we get home sick for our sweet heart. I have been very busy and I went out to Mr. Wells new house two days and have the sewer pipe repaired. Then the mail man decided to take a water heater from us. So I delievered it yesterday. Chase took the Taylor job at the college yesterday so now all I have is Ray in the PM Maybe I can get a days work done.
Well there is so much to tell you will have to start on other letter right away. So lots of love and kisses for my loving wife and kids. Tell them Hello from daddy and give Edward a big Hug.
As ever your Loving Husband V.F.
Salt Lake City
June 8 1949
I will try and write a few line so can mail this letter here. We are at Mrs. Tingards office. Have had quite a day. But first I want to tell you how much we miss you and all wish you could be with us. If it were possible and a hope things turn out. So it will be in the near future I expect we will have a letter when we get home with all the details of your trip etc. I hope the _______ are improving so you can plan what is best to do. But I no you will do all that is possible and hope the strain and care wont be more than you can take. Was sure glad to talk to you for a few minutes and was happy to talk to Mother. Hope she could hear me to. The kids have been fine. And have taken pretty good care of the house. But this nice weather they can find more attractions out side, so is hard to keep them interested in house work when I am not there. Elwin and Jesse expected to have a fine trip wish we could have went too.
I will start the forms for the next two jobs tomorrow so will be busy. Mrs. Tingard is here with her costumes so well get some _____ for Valrie and then we will be on our way home. It is 3:30 now so I’ll be home early. Will write some more to night when I read your letter - then I will no more how to plan. George called Sat. night and I told him to call you at Mabels. Seemed quite concerned and wanted to help in any way he could. Expect you have written him. How is my guy Edward hope he is keeping well and Miss you Dear.
Just a not to say Hi hope you are feeling good and spunkey as ever. We are fine and think of you and wish we were closer so we could help.
Must close now as Mrs. Tingard is waiting. Lotgs of love to each and every one and pray that all will be well with you all.
Hi Mabel Lots of OOXX
I am going to write this and then go see if I can find a mail man to deliver it. I have been trying for the last two nights to get a car to come see you but no luck. We have been busier than heck all week with the crops. Had the hay and grain both to get in before they get two ripe. We will finish cutting hay to day. Finished cutting the grain last night. I got your letter last night and sure enjoyed it. I was down town trying to find a car but Mell was in Cedar City and couldn’t fine the guy that runs the ford garage at all I walked until 11 o’clock then came home
Mother has been fine until last night she had a pain in her stomach. But is better this morning. Please excuse this scribbling as I’m in a hurry to get it posted an am afraid it won’t go. Well dearest be a good girl and I will come see you soon. I hope your face hasn’t’ given you any bother you didn’t say anything about it in your letter.
Well lots of love and hugs until I see you. XX XX XXX
As Ever Your Loving Hubby
Am coming out as soon as I can get a car and a few minutes time.
Saw Mill Camp
Dearest wife of mine and my Baby
Just a line to say hi. Mr. Stout is just leaving for St George. I am fine as usual and have to planer working pretty good now have planed about 8 them and just so far this week.
Well honey I sure wish I new how yare are and hope to see you in a day or to. I decided to build us a new house and have the foundation down will work on it this afternoon and tomorrow and will be down just as soon as I can get it fixed up enough to move into. Maybe able to make it by Friday but it might take till Saturday. Hope it hasn’t’ been to awfully hot there. Hope Mr. Lameral is about ready to come up.
I am having Mr. Stout bring this so send a line back with him so I will no how your are.
Lots of love to you and baby and the rest tell them I sure wish he was here. How is mothers trip coming along
As Ever Your Hubby and Daddy V.F.
Letters to Lillian from her daughters
Contributor: JamesAnderson Created: 11 months ago Updated: 11 months ago
Oct 26, 1949
How are you I am fine. I went to the Halloween party at Primary I got dressed up and went and so did Stanley I fished pond and a little thing the made your clothes smell nice and lost some of it. Stanley got a balloon and popcorn balls free and I got two and one to Marjory. I took my Piano Lesson and it was fine and I got 3 new pieces too play. Stanley is writing a letter to you and Edward and Aunt Marjory. I am getting along fine. When are you coming home? I want to know.
Oct 30 1949
How are you I am fine I went down to the Library and got the book of The Secret Garden we went yesterday. I am on page 193, it is good. Today went out to Edgemont, out to the Lake and to the airport on the way home from the airport we got some cattails so Marjory could take them to school. How is Aunt Marjory and you and Edward and everyone down there everyone is fine here. Marjory and Stanley and I went to the show Father was a Fullback. Last night daddy went to the Massacre River at the Vinta Stanley Marjory and I went to the show at the Paramount. I got a little vace of pansie there are seven Marjory cooked dinner today it was good. At the Library I say Mrs. Thorn and Miss Harding. Out side the sky is blue and the clouds are pink it is Beautiful. Daddy got some apple cider. Stanley did not have a nap so he went to sleep on the floor. We have something for Edward in the passage.
Oct 30, ‘49
How are you this Sunday evening? Last night Valrie and I slept in your bed. Daddy slept in Aunt Marjory’s room. Daddy went to Salt Lake, Friday. Aunt Nancy went with him. As there was a ball game. Colleen and I came over here and made cookies. They were realy good.
Things have been going fine at school. I realy like our gym class now. Friday after Colleen left I cleaned the kitchen, while Valrie did the front room. Daddy came home about 9:00.
Yesterday we cleaned the house up a bit after breakfast then daddy took us to Spanish Fork. We took the Kitten with us. When daddy came out of the bank, he brought a sack of rolls. He threw one over the seat to us and it hit the cat right on the head. Tell Aunt Marjory the kitten sure is growing, even his whiskers. Yesterday afternoon we went to the show of “Father was a Fullback” it was a good show. Daddy got home about the same time we did. He brought some apple cider with him. Valrie didn’t like it but the rest of us did including the cat. Valrie didn’t feel well last night tho.
Daddy went to the show last night, but it was “Massacre River”. The morning after breakfast we tidyed things up abit. I started to fix dinner. I had wieners in sauce. I added a can of that hunts tomato sauce and some catsup I had salad with that dressing of yours and grapefruit on top. It was decorated with marachio cherries. I got some rolls from Lillys, with pineapple centers. I made some of the Rawely luchon desert. On top were a few cherries. Stanley didn’t get his nap today and he went to sleep on the floor by the radio. Poor little guy. We went to the lake today. He had a fine time throwing rocks. Then we went to the airport, but he wanted a airplane ride we stoped on the side of the rode and got some cattails.
The kitten is the funniest thing for crawling into sacks. Tell Aunt Marjory the kitten is O.K. but hes a cat now.
Very Lovingly your Daughter
Just a note as it is late and daddy is going to mail all our letters. We went to the dance last night. It was realy fun. There was a witch and goblin who took the whole show. They turned out to be Margaret D and Mr. Finlinson. There was a couple of 49rs who turned out to be Edwin D and Arlene F. I dressed as a Japanese and Daddy I don’t know what you’d call him with a red sash and big turban painted eye brows. Donna and Leo were chickens. The Bishop and Mrs. Hornson were Chinese. But it was realy fun we sure did miss you. Everyone did.
I took Stanley to the primary today. It wasn’t much, but he enjoyed it. We are going to send Edward a Halloween surprise pretty soon. I’ve got a lot of homework and no baby sitting jobs, so I better get to work, and get done.
I sure miss all of you
Jan 3, 1980
I’m wondering how you are today, & wish I could visit. Rose & I walked Steven to school, then we stopped at the post office for stamps & Skaggs for a pretty card for you. You are in all of our Prayers & hope you all well soon.
Steven & Rose enjoyed the airport yesterday. We watch some planes take off & then liked that. I always enjoy Stanley. He is so patient. I know he was really disappointed New Year’s Night to miss the plane, but was still optimistic. He got up yesterday when we got up with Clair & was all ready to go. He was really ready to go.
Rosie is writing to you too. She has just decided that she doesn't know how to write & wants to type. She wore the Brown velvet Bonnet you made for me when we went to the store, & looked so cute.
All of our Best Wishes to You
(letters copied as written, spelling errors were not corrected)
Autobiography of Lillian Agnes Lowe Short
Contributor: JamesAnderson Created: 11 months ago Updated: 11 months ago
Autobiography of Lillian Agnes Lowe Short (part 1)
(copied as was written by Lillian, no changes to grammar or punctuation)
I am the eldest child of Anmer Eli Lowe and Gertrude Jessie Wainwright. I am also the first grandchild of Edward George Wainwright and Agnes Ann Wiggill, on my Mother’s side of the Family. I am the 2nd grandchild and first granddaughter of William Jacobs Lowe and Frances Amelia Wiggill, on my father’s side of the family. I was born in Queenstown, South Africa, February 19, 1907. When I was almost 2 years of age I came to America with my parents, traveling by ship. We landed on this North American Continent March 15, 1909 in Montreal, Canada. We traveled from there to Salt Lake city, Utah by railroad. All of this I do not personally remember, but only what I have been told and taught by my people as I grew up. Much of this was of South Africa, making me feel like I grew up in America with South Africa.
At this point I would like to say a little of our being in South Africa, which involves my great-grandfather, Eli Wiggill. Now this is how it all began. Eli Wiggill came to South Africa from England at the age of eight years in 1819 with his father Isaac Wiggill and Mother Elizabeth Grimes Wiggill, his brothers, George and Joseph and sister Elizabeth. When he was 22 years of Age he married Susannah Bentley. In 1857 he heard of Mormonism, and one year later he and his wife and family were baptized member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. After 3 years of active church leadership and a strong testimony of the gospel he decided to leave South Africa and go to America to be close to church headquarters in Utah. They traveled by ship, train, riverboat, wagons and oxen reaching Utah and the Great Salt Lake Valley Sept. 1861, and making their first home in Salt Lake City, Utah.
William Jacob Lowe was a young man from Ilse of Wight, England, and being of considerable wealth, had a desire to travel, America being foremost and Utah, Salt Lake city being as an interest to him. This is where he met Eli Wiggill at his place of business, working at the same place and hearing much of South Africa from him.
In the same year he met Frances Amelia Wiggill, Eli’s youngest daughter, in her later teens. Being born in South Africa made her a special interest to Mr. Lowe. After he accepted the Gospel wholeheartedly they were married in the Endowment House in Salt Lake City, Nov 5 1866, and living in Utah for about 3 years. At this time Eli Wiggill decided to go back to South Africa. As William Lowe was so interested in South Africa, he decided to go with him taking his young wife and baby, Susanna Margaret, age 11 months with him.
When they arrived in South Africa they were surprised to find diamonds had just been discovered. William Jacobs Lowe got into the diamond rush, becoming very much involved near the fields he struck it rich by working out claims so stayed there. Eli Wiggill returned to America after a 2 year visit as planned. William J Lowe and Frances Amelia made several trips back and forth from South Africa to America, while they raised 12 of their fourteen children as 2 died in infancy. My grandmother, Frances, Amelia crossed the ocean by ship 7 times during her life. The 7th time being in 1908. My Grandfather, William J Lowe passed away after a short illness on May 1, 1900. She returned to America in the autumn of 1908 and settled with 10 of her children at home, in Salt Lake City, on Canyon Road. After a year my parents and I as a 2 year old came to Salt Lake City in March 1909. I am recalling how I’ve been told of how thankful all were to be here once again; this time to stay and be among Church leaders for my grandparents lived for many years in South Africa without being able to teach their children the Gospel or even let them know that they themselves were members of this great and true Church. This was done for social pressures. During part of the 40 years Mormon Missionaries were not allowed in South Africa. When the missionaries returned the 12 children were really surprised, but soon left the churches they had attended and all were soon converted to Mormonism. My Father easily converted my Mother and her testimony was so strong and wonderful. They were married June 28, 1904 making their first home in Queenstown where I was born on Feb 19, 1907, really a summer child. I was truly blessed to be born of such choice parents. I was also made to feel that I was extra special as families on both sides made a lot over me being a first grandchild or granddaughter. To my Mother tears of sadness came when she left her big family in South Africa and she was the only one of her family to join the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Her love for the Gospel was great as well as love for my father. She had the faith that she would someday convert her family in South Africa from over here in America.
However, the joy of Grandmother Lowe and Uncles and Aunts was really great to meet us again in Salt Lake City, Utah. We were soon settled near Salt Lake City in the Town of Layton, where on Sept 7, 1909 my brother George was born. I can just barely remember when they brought him home, blue eyes and fair, and me looking at him and saying “He has little ears and fingers and all” at which they all laughed at me.
Next my Father bought a piece of land in Bountiful, at five-points and built and operated a blacksmith shop in connection with our house. I used to watch Papa shoe horses and etc which interested me very much, especially the red hot horse shoes and anvil and forge. While there when George was about 2 years old he got very sick with what used to called summer complaint, like diarrhea, and he could not keep anything he ate down and got so thin that he had to be carried on a pillow. Doctors gave him up, but Mama and Papa didn’t and called the Elders time after time to help administer to him, but still no improvement. I clearly remember this on night when I awoke and heard Papa and Mama talking and saying that perhaps God wanted the baby, and at the same time trying to give up and laid him at the foot of the Bed. Then Mama said, “No. I can’t! Call the elders once more, Just once more.” So he got up and dressed and got the horse and buggy and went for the Elders who came and helped Papa give him another blessing. From that time on George started to get better quite fast and was soon well again. To me that was a great Testimony of administration and one experience I shall never forget.
From Bountiful, we moved to Centerville a short distance away. The thing I remember most there was the thick Oak brush and trees all around our house. George and I used to play house using acorns for cups and saucers, and also riding stick houses all around and in the oak foliage. It was while we were there in Centerville that our little sister, blue eyed and fair was born, named Marjory Frances for our twin Aunts, Marjory and Frances. We then moved to Salt Lake City near Grandma Lowe’s. Before this time I would often go visit them for a few days. George also being with me there at the time of Marjory’s birth. Soon after this time we moved to Blackfoot, Idaho where Papa did sales work in and around Blackfoot. He also had a feed store in back of the house, and Aunt Marjory came and helped Mama when Papa needed to be away on his trips. This was indeed one of the happiest times of my early childhood, playing with George with stick horses we make, and sometimes even imagined and clearing and making paths to ride on and etc. It was while here that I found my first real little girl friend. Her name was Jauneta Ramey. She lived next door to us and we were together most of the time playing dolls and house with George as the ‘Papa’ when he’d condescend to do so. WE even took turns sleeping together, Jauneta and I, at each other’s homes. But then sadness came when she got typhoid fever and died. This was the first sadness that came into my life.
Soon after we moved to Riverside, nearby. We missed the scary times in Blackfoot though, when the Indians would often come to our house for food, which Mama always gave them as it wouldn’t have been safe to do otherwise. They would come in numbers of five or six all wearing leather or feathers with painted faces which really scared us. Now we were out somewhat on the country in a small house with acres of alfalfa in back of it, about ½ mile from store, chapel and school. It was a nice little place and as always with a barn. At this time we had 2 horsed, a mare called Skidoo who was quite true to her name and we never knew when she would rear up on her hind legs just as we all got into the buggy and nearly scare us to pieces. The other horse was a young Morgan Male who was named Jasper. He was a sweet gentle one who was really a big colt. We always had a real nice buggy and Papa used to take us for rides real often.
I was 6 years old now and started school, but the teacher said that I was too nervous and advised keeping me out of school till I was 7. My Mother agreed and we did. Every time I did go anywhere it was with Mama, so perhaps I just needed to get used to being by myself. It was here that Mama used to do sewing for people as she was an excellent seamstress. I remember how much I used to enjoy helping her and caring for George and Marjory while she did this work, which was such a pleasure for her as she was so successful.
I realized so very much at this time of her wonderful testimony of the Gospel. She used to sing along with her work, especially when ironing when she would have the hymn book open on one end of the ironing board and sing hymns, thinking of her family in faraway South Africa, not embracing the Gospel. Also hearing her bear her Testimony in fast and Testimony meeting in regards to this, praying that the time would come that she would be able to convert them.
At Christmastime, no matter where we were living, we would always go to Grandma Lowe’s and meet Uncle Lionel and Aunt Jim (Celia) and boys, also all the other Aunts and uncles. The Christmas from here to Idaho Falls where Grandma lived was of course no exception, and what a happy time everyone had. My Mother was always so happy. This Christmas was when I finally found out that Santa Clause was really my Papa which was quite disappointing as well as surprising. This was a s always a happy time though for I found out the next day concerning the secret. My Mother sat as always at the piano sometimes even playing her own accompaniment on the Piano. She also joined with all as Aunt Marjory played on the piano. No one of course sensed the sadness that was to come a month from then, when our dear Mother was taken from us after a short illness of 2 or 3 days. We three children were taken to Smiths when she took ill. I can just see our Father when he came to tell us the sad news. I ran to him as usual then asked him why his eyes looked so red and sore. Then the awful shock came. I being seven years now the news cut deeper into my heart at first then it did to George and Marjory who were five and two years. I remember Aunt Frances rocking and trying to comfort me, but I felt almost numb to anything else but being Motherless and never being able to see and love her anymore. They did take me to the Church House to see her in her casket. She looked just like an angel, but so still and cold I could hardly feel it was true. But it was and I did realize it as was so brokenhearted I couldn’t tell. From then on Papa was different too, (in his grief) and we clung to him more than ever and sensed his feelings. I started school again, but never steady as we were so unsettled. Our twin Aunts, Marjory and Frances came into our house and tried to make it home and cared for us. We moved to Pocatello later that winter, then in the Spring we moved in with Grandma and family in Riverside where they had rented a farm a mile or so from where we had lived when Mama died. This was a larger place and beautiful big house, but oh so lonely without our Mama.
During the summer we got whooping cough. Uncle Eric, our youngest Uncle who was in his teens got it real bad. Papa had to work, so we stayed there. Goerge and I used to work around, gathering weeks and grass for the pigs, mostly big pig weeds piled high on our wagon.
Marjory adjusted sooner to being without Mama than George and I did, but used to cry for her, especially when things didn’t go well. Even though the Aunt’s trying to care and be understanding, no one or nothing could take Mama’s place. I used to think of her happy personality and how happy it made me to love her, and sometimes surprise her by doing something special. Then I too would be extra happy. George and I used to make mud bricks and try building a dolls house. She acted so thrilled in following us and that and in all our play.
When I was nine or ten years old we moved to Napa, Idaho, and Papa rented a big house near the big Dewey Mansion and Lake Ethel. We lived in the front part with Aunt Frances caring for us, and Uncle Lionel, Aunt Jim and their boys lived in the rear. It was while here that our dear little sister, Marjory was taken from us in death. She had Measles as we did but she caught cold and infection set in, going to her brain. We had been staying in Kuna with Grandma and family while we had the Measles, then came home to Nampa for only a short time when this happened to dear little Marjory so sudden. She was only ailing a few days and she was gone from our midst. She was a beautiful child, blue eyes and Golden Hair like Mama. This grieved us all, but Papa could hardly take it, and missed his baby so much, and especially so soon after Mother had passed away. He had to carry on and care for us. Then Aunt Frances met a man with four children and decided to get married. That was hard on us. Grandma Lowe got sick with the flu just before the time Marjory was ill, then she got pneumonia and Died in our home. This was the 3rd death in the family in less than 2 years, and so hard to endure. Just breaking hears one time after another. One never knows what life will bring to any of us. After all this sadness Papa rented a farm in what was called Deer Flat and we stayed there for one summer. Then after Aunt Frances was married we went to live with the Uncles and Aunts at Kuna, giving up our home. Uncles James, Cecil and Eric and Aunt Lillie and Marjory as hears of the home while trying to adjust to Grandma’s absence. Papa tried to find a good woman to marry to be another Mother to us.
Papa, being away a lot, trying to find a good woman to love and marry and be another Mother to us. The lady that he finally chose and loved was from Ogden, Miss Margaret Corliss, who Papa went often on train to see and court. Finally the time was set for the Wedding, and Papa took George and I on the train to Ogden to find on our arrival a great disappointment. As we arrived at her apartment as planned we were met by her sister Polly, saying Margaret was not there and would not tell us where she was. She only said that she had changed her mind about the marriage. We then went to a cousin’s home in Ogden, John Taylor, where we stayed while Papa tried to find Margaret. Then brokenhearted over the shocking circumstance we returned to Kuna Idaho, and again stayed with Uncles and Aunts while Papa went again to Ogen as he felt it was all Margaret Sisters doing. WE of course missed our dear Papa very much while he was away on these trips, and when he came back it was such a happy time for all of us. Words could not describe it fully. Then the time finally came when he told us that he had worked things out with Margaret Corliss and she was the same as ever. This in June 1918 just hay harvesting time. The next morning he went out to help in the Hay. He was so fond of horses and outdoor work. The farmers used to help each other to harvest and ll used to eat at whoever place they were helping. A big feast it was, each taking their turn. At this special time we were surprised when Papa did not stay to eat but come back to his children saying he wasn’t really hungry then and after his return the night before said he’d rather visit with his children. He laid down and rested on the bet with one of us on each side of him, and it was so good. While we were thus together in his arms I had a rather sad feeling (for some unknown reason) and bravely asked him what George and I would do if anything happened to him. He just hugged us tightly and smiled and said “Well you would just stay here with your Uncles and Aunts and they would take good care of you.” “But don’t be silly, nothing is going to happen to me. Everything is well now, and Miss Corliss will soon be your new Mother.” I remember this word for word so clearly, but I still felt uneasy not knowing why then. That was the last time we ever saw our Dear Papa. He went back to work in the Hay and George and I were sent out to a neighbors place to pick their currents. We walked off with our lard buckets and together we did our chore of picking currents into them. We were anxious all the time to get finished and go back and be with our dear Papa. On the way back we looked over the fields as we came to a hilltop and could see our Uncles farm. We noticed that all the hay workers had gone home, and it was only the middle of the afternoon. Further on we could see the white house where we were staying and many cars were parked in front of it. Then after we got on the main road our Bishop Furriman came along in his car and picked us up for a ride back. I asked him why the haying had stopped and why the cars at the house. He said there had been an accident and he was going there too, to administer to the injured. I began to sob, and said “oh it is our Papa, or is it?” But he said he didn’t know. I could hardly get there quick enough and ran to Uncle James and said “Is it Papa?” I knew it was by then. Everyone was standing around so tense and worried and the Dr. was just leaving. As soon as we entered the front door I was given an ice bottle and told to take it to the bedroom where our Father was. I could hear him breathing heavily but the instant I stepped on the threshold he stopped. Of course I knew what had happened, even before Uncle James sadly nodded his head and said “He is gone.” I shall never forget that moment I felt stunned and almost hysterical, “How could we live without our dear Papa, who had always meant so much to us, especially since he had tried to take the place of our dear Mother also.” I remember George throwing himself on the floor behind the door, and crying so loud and hard. I tried to comfort him but I couldn’t.
The Days that followed in that week were rushed sad days and hours. Margaret Coriliss came to the Funeral. She wanted to take me and raise me and promised very much, but Uncle James said No. Then Grandmother Wainwright wanted us sent over to South Africa, and Uncle James also refused. For this I was relieved and have been forever thankful for being able to stay here and growing up in the Gospel. I’m sure we would have been given all we needed and a very good loving care. But what is all that worth without the Gospel. They were quite prejudice against the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints as they couldn’t understand it all and didn’t care hard enough to try. They blamed it for my Mother coming over here and losing her life for it. If she could have only lived to convert them which she tried to do and lived 5 years for. After all this, life must go on. We must count our blessings and be thankful for our Uncles and Aunts who were so willing to care for us. So now we found a new part of life going to school, primary and Sunday School, making friends and finding interests in our local surroundings. All this helped our sadness in missing our Parents, sister and Grandmother. We had our duties which we did, even though it wasn’t always easy or pleasant, but nevertheless, perhaps good for us.
We lived very near to Uncle Lionel and Aunt Jim and Boys, Lewis being about my age. He was such a good pal and real confident. Kingsley was Georges age, then Jimmy, Ernest, Percy and Anmer were close for play and close association. Aunt Jim, or Celia, was a real Mother, and I used to be with her a lot along with Lewis. She was somewhat handicapped by being hard of hearing, but nevertheless a Mother and a very sweet person. She and my Mother were very close, like real sisters and we remembered that. I would enjoy her and find joy in helping her, especially when I would do something to surprise her. She would be so pleased, and call me her little fairy. That really did mean a lot to me. In summer she’d go swimming in the canal with me. Of course I couldn’t swim but she could and we would have lots of fun. Her home was also another home for me along with Lewis, my best pal and like a brother. We used to walk 2 ½ miles to school and 2 ½ miles back each day. No sidewalks or paved roads. Except in the winter when we would ride in a canvas topped van, and nearly freeze stiff, especially our feet. Or we would fear the team of horses would get stuck in the mud when it rained, as roads were only gravel and even that was thin in the mud. We would take our lunch in lard pails as many others did, and oh how good it tasted at noon, for our walking as well as play made us hungry.
Our school house only had four rooms, two down and two up for eight grades. We had 2 classes or grades in each room and four teachers including the principal, one for each room. They were excellent teachers, one being the principal. Lewis and I were in the same class which was great until he got promoted to a higher class because he was so extra good in math. This just about broke me up but in time I got used to it and we were still friends. George and I were top spellers and readers. George was usually to in Oral spelling and I did good in written also. I used to be in most of the school plays which I enjoyed yet it used to make me feel let down when all the Mothers and Daddy’s would come so proudly to see the children act but no one ever came in our interest to see us. I don’t know why, but they just didn’t. It was like it wasn’t important. I even got used to that in time and after a while didn’t expect it anymore.
Uncle Cecil was a quiet patient man, and he used to help me with my math quite a bit. This I appreciated as well as enjoyed. Aunt Marjory used to play the piano so beautifully, as she was a piano teacher at one time she started giving me lessons. Uncle James used to get impatient so I had to give it up, for this I have always regretted. I loved music and I always have. However I used to sing while Aunt Marjory played which we both enjoyed a lot. Aunt Lillie was the main housekeeper and cook. She was very quiet, dependable and neat. After grandma died she used to always say, “I can’t live with out Mother” Which she didn’t do very long. She died at age 48 after a long and painful illness, and most heartbreaking. She was always so patient and no complaining after several operations and all. Aunt Marjory used to be with her a lot while she was in the hospital. At such times Aunt Frances came with her children to help out at the home. After Aunt Lillie’s death, Aunt Marjory went to stay with Aunt Mary for awhile, and I went home with Aunt Frances for the rest of that summer. When Aunt Marjory returned, we again started school Aunt Marjory taking over even though she was not well or strong. Now were 5 in the family as Uncle Eric was married before Aunt Lillie died. Now, Uncle James, Uncle Cecil, Aunt Marjory, George and I lived together. George and I walked the 2 ½ miles to and from school except when we were lucky enough to get a ride with someone we knew. In the springtime and autumn it wasn’t hard, but in the winter it was very cold as well as muddy and windy. The school tried running a covered wagon type van but it just kept the storm out and cold that used to come up through the cracks between the floorboards was just freezing, especially to our feet and legs, and sometimes not being much faster than walking. We were so thankful to get into our schoolroom and warm up by the big heater in the corner before the bell rang for us to be at our desks.
When I was 12 I was the only Beehive girl, but I used to go anyway with the older ones and enjoyed the work of the building the hive. I was always in plays put on by the MIA which was especially fun when the other girls became MIA age. I also used to sing solo’s and give reading with the loving help of my dear Aunt Marjory in home preparation.
Our neighbor across the farm, Mark Davenport was good grinds of the family. It was about this time that the Shorts came to Kuna to visit Mark Davenport. The ones I met and were impressed with most was Mark Davenports Sister, Agnes Eudora Short, who was a midwife. I used to admire her in her white uniforms. I thought I’d like her for a mother most of anyone I knew. Then Jesse and Mable and Elaine came and later Vivian Frank who I knew of as their son and brother in his early twenty’s. Jesse, the oldest boy used to play his mandolin and sing to the children, me included especially his Father was a fine man too. I used to admire the older girls of the ward, Mabel Short and Ruth Davenport being most outstanding. She and her sister Elaine were just visiting and soon left. Then after a short time they all left Idaho, going back to Oregon. I never forgot them, especially Mother Short who always seemed somewhat like an Angel, But not thinking about ever seeing them again.
It was in June 1923 when I was 15 and George 13 that Uncle James finally gave up the farm and everything on it then after a big public Auction sale of house and Farm Equipment there we left for a trip to California. We had a bright red Oakland car, Uncle James’s first car. Aunt Susie just came down and joined us and we five plus our big Sheppard-collie dog, Jack who rode on the fender all the time. We stopped and visited relatives and friends along the way. When we got to St George it was so hot; windy and red dust. It was here that I tasted my first fresh fig, and quite disappointing. We stayed there 2 or 3 days and nights then on to Long beach California where Uncle Eric, Aunt Minnie, Russell and Gareth lived. Oh it was so beautiful, so cool and different. We had good appetites which were hard to satisfy especially for fresh oranges which caused me to break out in red rashes; however it was really worth the treat of having oranges so plentiful. It was at this time that I got my first Modern bathing suit, and I really thought it great even though it did take the money Uncle James gave me to last a long time (so he said). We finally got a house to rent which had been previously owned by Fatty Arbuckle. This was a great big house and just beautiful! It was quite rare and almost antique. Then soon school started. Soon after it started, just as it was time for me to go home one day, it started to rain. I ran all the way home in the rain soaked to the skin. Just as I got home it stopped I didn’t know it was a shower, but I did learn then that it is best to wait as California is different to Idaho especially being so close to the beach. We then moved to National City a small town near San Diego, where we started school again at Chula Vista, riding the school bus and taking our lunch. I was always on the girls basketball team being one of the tallest and it was fun except for keeping gym suits clean, which consisted of big black bloomers, and heavy white twill middy blouses. These were hard to wash and iron and the ball courts were always gravel, except inside the gym.
Our next move was to Compton, where I got smallpox. We didn’t get a Dr. and I didn’t know it was smallpox until it was all over. I sure was sick, however no one else got it. Our next move was to Grass Valley, near Sacramento, where we lived in a summer court and Uncle James worked in a Gold mine a mile deep as a Latheman. George and I went to school. I found a good girl friend, Gertrude Bolinger, and we had lots of fun. Finally just before school let out the schoolhouse burned down and we never got our grades. We then left for Idaho as Aunt Jim died and we knew we were needed to help. Uncle James bought a big old car, Peerless, it was called, and it rode easy and holds a lot besides us. For some unknown reason we kept having flat tires and blowouts which slowed our trip and cost a lot for repair work. It was a real scenic trip, going through forests, parks etc. I must say at this time that Aunt Susie stayed in California with Uncle Eric and Aunt Minnies boys as Aunt Minnie was not at all well. That was the last time we ever say her. She died with TB in St George, soon after their third son Alan was born just before they left California. She was a very lovely person and Loved by all who knew her, and was always extra special to me for I knew her well even before their marriage. I enjoyed in a thrilling way her hope chest, and their first home which was very near where we lived in Kuna. She was from Canada and was troubled of and on with Asthma, and used to change climates as it seemed to help. She would come to Kuna and visit her sister in Nampa and her Uncle, Mark Davenport who married her Aunt which was one way we have in knowing her. I used to feel that she was somewhat like an Angel, and I missed her very much and always will here on this Earth, I’m sure.
Excerpt from "Davenport Ancestry in America" by Dorothy D. Hall, p 442-443.
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Vivian Frank attended school in Portland and Fairfield, Oregon. He also attended Oregon State College at Corvallis for two years. In the summer of 1918, he joined the U. S. Army and served until the Armistice was signed at the end of the war, ninety days later.
He worked in logging camps for several years and then worked with his father and brothers in their own sawmill at Mill City, Oregon. On leaving Oregon, he went with the family to Arizona and then to Ogden, Utah. Later he did contract construction work on highways being built
in Bryce Canyon in Southern Utah. It was while living in St. George in the winter that he met and married Lillian Lowe.
They lived in St. George until 1941, when he moved to Ogden again, where he worked at Hill Field Air Force Base as a construction inspector for three years. He then moved to Utah County and worked as a steam fitter and plumber during the construction of the Geneva Plant of the Columbia Steel Company. He went into his own business
while he was living in Spanish Fork and Provo, Utah. He built homes in the Provo-Orem area and over a period of ten years built about sixty homes. At present (1962) he lives in Orem, Utah, where he is a real estate salesman.
Lillian was born in Queenstown, South Africa, and came to Utah at the age of two with her parents, who were converts to the L.D.S. Church. Her grandfather, William Jacob Lowe, was a wealthy Englishman who was born on the Isle of Wight. He had interests in diamond mines in South Africa. He was also a convert to the church, although he joined many years before his son. He was married in Salt Lake City, Utah, and made many trips from there to South Africa, living a few years at a time in each place.
After the death of her parents, when she was still a child, Lillian lived with her Grandfather Lowe and her many uncles and aunts. After her grandmother's death, she and her brother were raised by two of the uncles and an aunt, who were never married. They lived in Idaho and California, where Lillian attended school, before settling near St. George, Utah, where she married V. F. Short.
[Daughter] Valrie Jean graduated from the Brigham Young University, at Provo, Utah, June 1962, from the College of Family Living. This coming school year, she will teach in the Jordan School district.
Autobiography of Lillian Agnes Lowe Short (part 2)
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We had interesting experiences on our trip to Idaho, besides tire trouble, but one was quite outstanding. We were away out in a beautiful park like area – in a beautiful green forest. George and I wandered for a walk, when all of a sudden we saw a little bear cub. George tried to catch it an it was so cute, and seemingly lost or lonesome. Just as he got nearly to it we heard a rustle in the underbrush and there was a bug black Bear. I ran first but George ran faster and he luckily beat me to the car, where Aunt Marjory was waiting while Uncle got help in fixing the broken axel. Well it all ended well after a scary surprise. As it was all so sudden, but ended in laughs.
We continued on our trip, going through much beautiful country, and stopping in Sacramento and saw the capital building and etc. Then into So. Eastern Oregon and stopped at Klamath Falls and etc going into Idaho near Lewiston. Finally going to Emmett and Payette Lakes area, and to where Aunt Frances and Uncle John Hoagland lived on their farm at Donnelly Idaho. We stayed there with them for several days, where I re-met friends of my age that I had net when I was with Aunt Frances, at age 13 after Aunt Lily died and while Aunt Marjory was with Aunt Mary in Mackey Idaho.
I was now 17 and much had changed in my life since I was just 13 years – growing up to find new friends changed too. Never the less, we had fun, It was at this time that I first got a chance to drive a car, which I did along windy trails of roads to Sawmill and etc. Never even giving a thought of drivers license or such but just daring fun of my teenager years. Everything was so clean and clear, and free, with the scents of trees, new lumber, and farm lands and etc. The food all tasted so extra good to our large appetites. Perhaps it was seeing so much produced from dairy, garden, and fields of grain, hay and alfalfa and etc. Aunt Nancy and Uncle Reg had a summer cabin in nearby lumber yard – or timber, so we got to see them too. And I learned from Aunt Nancy how to make yeast sponge for making bread. So much to crowd into the time we were there, which of course was limited and time came for us to go to Kuna. And Aunt Nancy and Uncle Reg back to St. George taking Ernest and Lester with them. So on a Sunday Morning Uncle Games said it was the time to leave. I didn’t feel good about starting out on Sunday and told him, which he just laughed at – so we got loaded and left taking Percy and Anmer with us also including a milk separator which was put between the front and back seats of the big old car. But we were ever packed like sardines, with the 7 of us.
Now up to this time we had traveled on Highways – which were fairly wide and curves and so on were reasonably safe. However these little mountain roads were narrow, hilly and curvy, making them rather dangerous and causing much caution. Well, it was on one of these high, narrow and sharp curves, that the big long car failed to make and the car rolled over and over with all of us in it. I remember that I quickly thought we may be all killed, so I pushed the little boys down on the floor of the car, so as they would not be thrown out as the top of the car was just heavy canvas and rims and hooked windows curtains on top and doors were open on top for air. This time as we were rolling over and over, it as a terrible fear for us all. Finally the car came to a stop against a big rock, larger than the car itself. Otherwise we would have kept rolling down the hill and onto the railroad track. We all scrambled out of the car which had landed on its wheels, only to find that Uncle Cecil had been thrown out, and was badly injured. Help soon came and we called a Doctor from Emmett. We were all taken to a large summer home, clean and furnished, as owners had just left for their home, to get ready for the school year. So this was a blessing for us. It was after we got there that we became fully aware of each other’s injuries, as all we could think of in the shock was Uncle Cecil. Doctor came and asked of other injuries – which we found were minor compared to Dear Uncle Cecil. We all had cuts, bruises, big scratches, but so fortunate none too serious, also have to go to hospital for treatment. Uncle James had a cut on the forehead and Aunt Marjory had a badly skinned skin on one leg. All others were soon treated and comforted, we all realized what a miracle it was that we weren’t all killed. We sent news of the accident to Donnelly and soon Aunt Nancy, Uncle Reg and all came and helped us. Uncle Cecil was taken to hospital in Emmett as soon as we could recover enough to travel and get car in condition, we started again for Kuna. Never finding any more such dangerous curves, for our big long car to try and make. And soon we were safely at our destination, at Uncle Lionel’s, where we stayed for quite some time, helping care for the family of 5 boys of Uncle Lionel’s, plus George, and myself. It was so good to see them all again, but oh so sad to not have our dear Aunt Celia or Jim and as she was always called. She was the real Mother. And I had always felt this so keenly, she and my Mother had always been so close, as was Lewis and I and George and Kingsly were also near same age.
Lewis and I again became very close after our separation, in our Calif move and many confidences were shared between us too. We were able to find true comfort in it all.
Uncle James and Uncle Cecil decided to go traveling and find a place to settle down and left Aunt Marjory, George and myself with Uncle Lionel and boys. We all got on well together and I being a strong healthy girl, worked hard to help aunt Marjory who wasn’t well or strong. However I was always helped and considered by Lewis at all times for without this I would have found it extra hard.
When Uncle James left he said to Lewis, “Now you take care of Lily and don’t let her go out with any of these Mutts around here” for which Lewis did to the line, Mutts was to Uncle James – young men, and good ones too. But none would compare to Lewis, who was a real gem of a cousin. More like a brother at times. And oh! So loyal always. He never used to dance, partly due to his quiet bashfulness, but he’d always take me and would just sit and wait for me so patiently and bring me home so lovingly, I used to beg him to dance. And everyone wanted him to try and learn. But he would always decline in his pleasant sweet way.
Time went on and Uncle James and Cecil returned only to stay a short while, and left again. This time taking George with them to work for Aunt May’s husband, Willard Goff, in Mackey. This didn’t only leave us 5 boys and Uncle Lionel to keep home for, but it also left a sad lonely place in my heart. This being the first time in our lives that George and I had ever been apart. And it wasn’t easy but then what Uncle James decided had to be, so we had nothing else to do, and hoped it would be right and so it had to be.
This however brought Lewis and I even closer in many ways, as we continued to grow up together. Lewis used to go to Kuna to High School walking most of the time, so humbly and firm in all his studies, for he really wanted and needed to continue and finish his school. And being a boy with a Father and home, he could do it and he did. I just thought more power to him and his determination and faith. But with me it was quite different being a girl and obeying especially Uncle James, but then I did also honor him, and also my other Uncles and Aunts all through the years, who were interested in myself and George. I often thought of the blessing of being able to stay in this country and grow up in the gospel for this I gave thanks and appreciation to Uncle James, all of them who kept us here instead of letting us go to So. Africa, as was such a question at the time our dear father died. This has been a thankful relation to us always. And I did take part in the gospel teaching. I received in the Kuna Ward. We used to take part all we were asked to. And it helped our lives grow better. Besides responsibility we had lots of happy fun times with the youth of the ward. I didn’t only learn to dance but I also learned to ice skate. It wasn’t all work and no play for we used to find much pleasure in MIA and activities from time to time.
When I was about 19 I was asked to be a counselor in the Primary, which I accepted, trying to do my part, happily and gratefully. Until Aunt Marjory got really sick and I then had to apply much of my time and efforts to her for her health. Which I did to the best of my ability. Finally I had to take her to Nampa, where she could be closer to Doctors. We stayed with a friend there until Aunt Frances moved to Nampa. Soon after Uncle John died, then we stayed with her until Uncle James found a place to settle down. A place in a desert south of St. George, by a big high cliff, which he named Castle Cliff. He started a service station in a tent by the state highway but it used to be called the Arrow Head Trail.
Uncle James came and got us in the fall of 1928 in a big Mormon car. Aunt Marjory still sick and frail. We stayed with Uncle Reg and Aunt Nancy in St George, then New Harmony and Provo, until Uncle James could get us in a place of our own. This time was uncertain of what would come next, but finally Uncle James came and got Aunt Marjory and me and took us again to St. George where we got an apt. And Aunt Susie joined us. George had work in Provo and so stayed and boarded in homes of friends he had there.
This was another adjustment to make in our lives and again not easy, but possible and couldn’t be prevented. C.C. was a thriving spot. Good business, very low over head, but nothing to live in. Some continued to stay in St. George in apts. Aunt Susie, Aunt Marjory and I used to go to C.C. for a day or nite or so and it was real interesting.
Finally Uncle James started building a permanent building for business across the highway nestled almost against the cliff. They made a cellar into the cliff and the station in front. Built of beautiful old shapes of colored rocks. The front part was built of Petrified wood and jasper and lines of Turquoise brought from the mountains around there. It was a real work of art, plus hard labor, but it was very attractive – the floor was of large blat pieces of flagstone, cemented together artistically with earth colored cement. We had a store and counter in front with tables to serve and living rooms in the back. It took quite a while to complete and I used to go stay over a nite or so some times, sleeping under the counter on car cushions, being quite interesting at times when people would call in. Then when it was all finished Aunt Susie, Aunt Marjory, and I moved out. I really enjoyed meeting the customers tourists, and we all enjoyed meeting some very interesting people. People used to call me the “Desert Rose” or “Cactus Rose” – until they got to know my name.
We used to go out and gather tiny cactus plants and sell them. Also turtles which sold well, especially the smaller ones. Petrified wood was in demand for souvenirs and we would break pretty pieces, clean and stamp Castle Cliff on them and sold lots of them.
This C.C. finally with lots of work became a favorite tourist attraction, such a retreat after coming over the Desert where there was always cool breeze, and water and shade – and all kinds of cold Root Beer, and other light cool drinks. Lemonade which we used to make, but most was a big Root Beer Barrel to fill big glass mugs with the cold foamy root beer. Sandwiches and coffee with cake, cookies, candy, or any of such we may have had on hand. Made fresh and served with delight, and mostly served by me.
I had long beautiful hair to my shoulders and usually wore a white uniform. We also had cabins across the highway, 2 rooms in each to rent for the nite. Later in about 1932 – we moved into one cabin to sleep and it was so clear and cool and quiet, except for nite owls and roaming crickets. And often large trucks laboring up the long hill to points North from California. It seemed noisy, hearing this, but compared to the station, it seemed quite.
Uncle James used to go for rides to Beaver Dam and other places nearby and I would often go with him, when business wasn’t too busy, and travel not in full season.
We also had a big shelter down by the west side of the station, where the tourist could park and cool off and rest and was very popular during the hot days. And received much praise and appreciation from all.
We kept open at such time from 6 am to 2 am. At nite we used to be entertained by large moths, being attracted by the bright lights. We had an animal cage, Ringtail cats, wild cougar cats and a raccoon, plus turtles to interest tourist, which was the case all year. Once someone gave me a little white kid, who had lost its mother as there were lots of goats in the washes in mountains north east of C.C. This delighted me greatly, I used to tie a pastel ribbon around her neck and feed her milk from a bottle. This was also a big attraction to tourist, but one sad day it got loose from the leash and got caught in the deco motor and cause tears and broken hearts to all of us. But it was a joy to have had her, for it seems everything has a sad time, somehow, sometime.
In the winter time business was slow, but never the less interesting things happened to break the quietness. One rather cold and windy day in early spring two men came into C.C. to get warm. They said that they were from st. George and were out finding a load of Joshua wood, as they had heard it had nothing but white ashes, and no soot, which is of course true. They seemed real nice men and quite sociable and asking many questions about the surrounding country and etc., especially the one who was the eldest, it seemed. However they didn’t introduce themselves nor did they ask our name. After they left I just kept on talking about them, to which Aunt Marjory replied to me that she had never seen me so interested in such complete strangers as many came into C.C. all the time. I could not give any reason either, but there just seemed to be a different interest in them.
Well it all passed on and in about a week they returned with other members of their family, a sister and her little boy and also their Mother and Father to show them this unique place and also get to know who we were. This time they did introduce themselves, and in course of conversation found out we had met in Idaho when we lived at Kuna. Then I immediately recalled the time when I was about 11 -13 years of age. Mr. & Mrs. Short. Jessie, who used to play his mandolin and sing – and Sister Mabel who was then unmarried, Mrs. Short who was a mid wife at Kuna. Mr. Short was always real sociable, but the younger of the two who called in that first time, we could not place. For I nor others could not recall knowing him in Kuna for some reason – but all did recall Jesse and his music in Kuna. Time went by and we became again acquainted and good friends and finally found out that the younger man – who had first called in with Jesse, was their youngest son. Vivian Frank usually called V.F. There seemed to be quite an attraction between him and myself, but he was so quiet, and I can also be so at times so we never really got be acquainted, yet Mrs. Short and all of them in fact had much to say about him, and how good he was and how they all just seemed so proud and honorable of him. We used to make visits as families, back and forth to St. George and C. C. – V. F. (as he was called by the family) seemed really popular with all he met and especially with the girls, and he had many who he used to take out. I used to be very interested and almost wished I could be one of them, especially when I saw him go and come in his home from time to time when I happened to be visiting the family, his sister Mabel and her little boy were so sweet and enjoyable to be with, as also were the parents. I just really enjoyed them all. Then one evening he asked me if I’d like to go for a ride, of course it was al shocking surprise to me. And needless to say I accepted, so thrilled I could hardly believe it was true.
We drove down by the Virgin River and he said how he liked to watch the nite flyers in front of the car headlites. Which he proved to me as we just sat like strangers watching quietly hardly an uttered word. It seemed ages – then he started the car and we went home. I just couldn’t get over such and decided he was the oddest fellow I had ever heard of. And my disappointment was not mild. By summer things changed somewhat. I couldn’t get away from C. C. to visit in St George, as tourist brought a busy business and I was too busy and interested to leave. But the Shorts came out to see us often, as being cooler than St. George. They, Mother Short and Mabel would come for overnites and cool off.
By this time V.F. used to come and ask me for dated in turn with other dates, which I usually took each time quite out of the ordinary. He being so quiet. I questioned him once as to why and he said he was just thinking and couldn’t do both at once. One date I offered him a penny for his thoughts, and his answer was “I ain’t no slotting machine” and so I became very reserved when I was alone with him. One nite we got stuck in the desert sand and I got out of the car and started pulling mesquite branches (or oil plants) to put under the wheels and so we worked hard and silently and got out soon. Then on our way back he acted quite pleased about me help in to get out and said I was different which made me wonder in what way really was I different.
Then one August moonlit nite he came out alone again and for another desert ride, when he asked me the question “Who are you saving all your kisses for?” Surprised me to almost shock, but I answered quickly “well for the man I marry”. Then he asked who it was and I responded that I didn’t know – after a few quiet moments, he asked if he could be the lucky one. This really did surprisingly shock me of course. And from then on I found out that he really could talk as well as sing – which we did such a lot of. That nite lasted under the moon by the cliff until early morning until I said “yes”. Not knowing what Uncle James would say, but silently I knew he was the one, for I had prayed much regarding such times, if to when it might come, and my answer was a good light happy feeling, even though I could only dream and hope for the right time, if it was to be. I even knew Uncle James couldn’t stop me for when right is right it’s Right. The next thing was to tell our folks. Everyone was so happy, even Uncle James. In fact I think he may have been disappointed otherwise. So we set our wedding time to be last of Aug., but had to postpone that for as funeral of Jessie’s little baby, Delbert. Then a later date, postponed again for another funeral of Jessie’s little 4 years old girl Phyllis. Finely after these sadness’s we chose the 21, March 1934 (Wed.) and we were married in that morning in the St. George temple, by President of the temple, George F. Whithead, for time and all eternity. Aunt Susie and Aunt Marjory were the only ones of my family there, but Uncle James had been up the night before to see me in my wedding dress, just as I had finished it, with the help of Mother Short in fitting. It was made of Rayon Vaile over heavy satin. With hem stitched edges etc. I also made my temple clothes under direction of Mother Short (Agnes Dora Davenport Short). Uncle James, Cecil and Aunts had a big 23 # turkey dinner at C.C. for us and a big3 layer fruit cake prepared by Aunt Susie’s son, Wm Morgan, who was visiting these at the time and was a professional chef. I wanted to invite George – but was not permitted, a reason I could not see. It caused sadness to me.
We went that evening on a short 2 day Honeymoon, got as far as Beaver Dam Hotel, a beautiful rather new Spanish type building and so quiet and impressive. The next morning as we were traveling on to Las Vegas, Frank noticed I was extra quiet and asked me why? I said “I was just thinking” I was thinking how wonderful marriage is but also how awful it could be if there wasn’t true equal Love like ours and counting the blessings of our Love which was truly sincere and strong, and of our long courtship followed by Temple ceremony.
We went in and out and all over Boulder Home near Las Vegas, latter named Hoover Dam, which was built during early times when C.C. was also established and built on US Hwy 91 in Washington Country, Utah.
At this time VF (No – I must now call him Frank as that was his request) right after our return from Las Vegas, we all packed up and went to Bryce Canyon for the summer, Father and Mother Short, Mabel and son Elwyn Page 10 years, Lorana, Franks #2 sister and her husband Heber C Pratt and daughter Dora. Each couple had their own tents or trailers. Ours was a lovely trailer and all fixed up so darling in a real park like park of a beautiful meadow like slope with fir and beautiful quacking asps near and all around by it. One could just gaze out the sheer ruffled curtains and see and sense all this beauty and freshness and felt that perhaps it was even something like Heaven. I had a real spiritual experience in the little bit of heaven home and trailer, one I will always treasure and can never forget. VF and I used to go horseback riding and climbing to high scenic areas. We were quite near the big Bryce Canyon Lodge. I would real often go to the daces in evenings along with the tourists at the Lodge. It was a lovely place and we used to have such good times. Sometimes Mabel and her husband would go with VT and I. Mable was running the cook house for working men, for 2 meals a day and packed lunches. I used to help her sometimes but not much as she was so efficient with her hired girl.
The scenery from our big camp site was so beautiful, meadow after meadow just like it was planted for a park with Birds, deer and big bushy tail squirrels running about preparing for winter and storing their food. Flowers were many and little streamlets from hidden spring appeared everywhere. Our summer was beautiful during which we went on a second honeymoon trip to SL City in the new Buick car Frank had purchased – However the season soon ended at this high altitude, 9000 ft and we again returned to St. George.
At this time we found a house to rent quite near the temple and Sullivan. Father and Mother Short had the furniture, so we lived together, which worked out real fine for all 4 of us. This is where we spent our first Christmas in Marriage, Mother Short was real involved in Genealogy and we used to go to the temple as often as we could.
Now this is another spiritual miracle for one evening just as we were about to go to the temple, my Frank came in and said he had changed his mind about going to the temple as this was a very special nite for the oil well opening and just about everyone around was going. We were surprised and shocked as well as disappointed. But after some persuasion we got Frank to change his mind. Of course as he said there would be other temple nites, but only for this oil well celebration and how true it turned out to be. Well we all 4 got ready and went to the temple, which was a great blessing, not fully realized, until later that same evening when we were on the second floor of the temple we paused by one of the tall windows in line and all of a sudden we heard a rumble followed by a big blast – and wondered what it was only to find out on our return home after the temple session that is was the explosion at the oil well. Many people were killed and those who were on the front line around it were blown to bits and scattered for miles around the well. Frank said he would have been there on the front line if he had attended. Well!!! Words can’t describe our feelings and gratitude for doing the right thing and going to that Temple session like we did which was a “spiritual miracle” Tragedy after tragedy for those attending and the finding of parts of the bodies of those nearest the explosion took days and weeks. The injured were many, and many never fully recovered. Our hearts were so full of gratitude for each other. Frank just couldn’t believe it and be thankful enough along with us for this miracle of doing right. It was something beyond description. Blessings, Yes! for right actions on our part but terror and tragedy for those involved in the oil well and celebration. One of Utah’s tragedies never to be forgotten. Many of those who were not very close to the well were injured seriously beyond complete recovery, blinded, deafened and maimed for the rest of their life.
I used to see Uncles and Aunts often at C.C. and they used to come to St. George and visit some which we always enjoyed.
Frank worked in St. George now as a car salesman and also carpenters work. We seemed to have a continual honeymoon. Often attending dances in Dixie College. One time I particularly remember was when we went to a masquerade ball. Frank dressed as a Spanish dancer and really looked the part. I dressed in a long black dress, trimmed in black lace and shawl like scarf with a big red rose in my hair. They called us a “very striking couple”. During the evening just as we were in front of the orchestra, Frank suddenly picked me up and swung me around in his arms like it was part of the program. Everyone cheered and someone said “Who is the girl” not knowing we were married and couldn’t believe I was the girl from C.C. as they didn’t think my uncle would ever let me get married and asked how Frank had accomplished it. It was really funny and we had such an extra good time. But many good times we had just all the time.
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