Louis Paul Cardon

17 Mar 1868 - 15 Jun 1947

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Louis Paul Cardon

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I, Ella Cardon was born on September 14, 1903 in Dublan, Chihuahua, Mexico. My parents were Lucinda Hurst Cardon and Joseph Elmer Cardon. I was their second child to the oldest and the oldest daughter and was born in a brick house that my uncle Louis Paul Cardon built. My Mother’s family had moved
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Louis Paul Cardon


City of Mesa Cemetery

North Center Street
Mesa, Maricopa, Arizona
United States

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Brief Autobiography of Ella Cardon Goodman

Contributor: lightech Created: 1 year ago Updated: 1 year ago

I, Ella Cardon was born on September 14, 1903 in Dublan, Chihuahua, Mexico. My parents were Lucinda Hurst Cardon and Joseph Elmer Cardon. I was their second child to the oldest and the oldest daughter and was born in a brick house that my uncle Louis Paul Cardon built. My Mother’s family had moved to Mexico from Fairview, Utah, when my mother was nine years old. I was just turning nine when we left Mexico on July 7, 1912. I call it a “generation of Mexico.” I was blessed November 1, 1903 at Dublan by Miles P. Romney. I was baptized on September 14, 1913 by my father, in a lake six miles east of Dublan and confirmed October 1, 1911 in Dublan by Albert E. Thurber. I well remember how frightened I was as I went to the stand to be confirmed. When Brother Thurber said, “I say unto you receive the Holy Ghost,” I felt a strong tingling go all the way through my body. Nowadays it isn’t said quiet the same. I always notice that all the children look very happy as they take their seats after being confirmed. I know just how they feel. My first years of school were rather hectic. We lived at a ranch six miles from town and my brother, Joseph Phillip, and I rode on horseback or in a small one-horse cart to school. Part of one winter I stayed in Dublan with my Aunt Lois Hurst McClellan. I didn’t start school til I was seven because of an illness of my mother. We enjoyed living at the “Pasture” as the ranch was called. The stars were always very bright and clear The place was called the “Pasture: because my father had charge of cattle belonging to the people of Dublan. Other men would come at set times for roundups which made a lot of excitement as they branded the cattle. We lived in a frame house my father built I remember the ceilings were made of strips of unbleached muslin, factory sewn together. One day my mother went into the bedroom to see about the baby, my sister, Mildred, and found the ceiling on fire. It had just started to go through the roof. My brother, Joseph went up on the roof and my mother managed to hand him buckets of water. We were able to put the fire out. It had started from the wood heater we used. We rode into Dublan on Sundays to church, etc., on a hay wagon covered with straw, with a quilt over it. We children were usually asleep by the time we arrived home in the evening. I remember one night a storm was approaching and my father whipped up the horses to get home before the storm hit. He told my mother to hurry the children in while he took care of the team. Just as my mother got to the steps leading to the door, a bright flash of lightening revealed a huge rattle snake curled in the doorway. She called to my father who thought she might be mistaken, but he too saw the snake by another flash of lightening. I have often wondered how he managed to kill the rattler with no more light than that from the sky. In those days we milked several cows, separated the milk and made butter and cheese. Our warm drinks were made from roasted barley, boiled for a time and mixed with milk and sugar. Sometimes we had “crust coffee” made by dark brown crusts of bread heated in milk and strained into our cups. Milk and sugar were added. This tasted like our “Postum” of today. During the year 1910 while we were at the ranch, the most famous of all comets could be seen plainly from our yard. It is Halley’s Comet, named for an English astronomer, Edmund Halley. It circles the sun every 76 years and should be back on schedule in 1986. I hope some of our grandchildren and great grandchildren will be living where it can be seen. All this came to an end when the Mexican Revolution started. We left our home to live in town for a time. Soon the rebels took everything they wanted from our home, then burned it to the ground. We were told to prepare to leave for El Paso, Texas at a moment’s warning, which came during the night of July 7, 1912. I remember walking to the railroad a short distance from where we were staying. It was a bright moonlit night. By morning we were piled into baggage cars on top of rolls of bedding. With my grandfather Phillip Harrison Hurst in charge of the women and children. We were on our way to El Paso. Many of the people of Juarez and Dublan were on the train. The men folk, my father included, stayed to try to protect their property and stock. Most of the people leaving took a few clothes and a blanket or two, thinking they would be back home in a short time. Most of us never saw our homes again. My father was able to, later on, go back and get some teams and wagons. Many tears were shed at leaving beautiful gardens, orchards, barnyard animals, as well as lovely homes. Most of the men turned all animals loose as they left. We arrived in El Paso late the next day. About a thousand people had been crowded on the train, some in open cattle cars. The weather was very hot, so many hardships were endured. About 4,500 refugees were crowded into El Paso. Six hundred people were settled into a lumber yard for a time. My grandfather was among them. He had two large families. Grandfather was made Presiding Elder. He helped to find houses for all he could. We were provided rations from the U.S. Army This was the first time many of us had tasted canned milk, prepared cereals, and cans of sardines. We were also told to be vaccinated for smallpox. Our family had already had the vaccination before leaving, but many had not, so there were a lot of sore arms, and some quite ill. When my father arrived, arrangements were made for us to go to Arizona. There was work, clearing land at a railroad station called Jayne’s Station near Tucson. We all lived in tents till small lumber houses were built, just two bedrooms, with a “boarded-up tent” for a kitchen and eating area. We were able to move into these houses before my mother gave birth to her sixth child, a beautiful little girl we called Gladys. My mother’s trials had been harder for her because of her expected child. A midwife delivered the baby. Her name was Sister Nardy. We children all had chicken pox and measles that winter. My brothers, Joseph and Ernest, and I went to school at Jayne’s Station that winter also. Water supply failed so we moved on the next year to Binghampton, a little town also near Tucson, where a number of families from Mexico had settled. There we lived for our growing up years, which is another story. When we left El Paso my grandfather Hurst was still Presiding Elder and my grandmother was President of the Relief Society. I never saw them but once after leaving there. My father’s parents had been dead for some time before the exodus, so we grew up without grandparents. It’s a great loss for anyone. Binghampton was a good place to grow up. We made our own amusements such as “shows” we put on ourselves, hikes to the hills nearby to gather wild flowers. We had candy pulls, etc. There were good show houses in Tucson. Of course they were silent and no color as today. After 8th grade we all went to Tucson to high school. After several years, there were buses to ride. I remember part of one winter riding from school holding on to the running board of a truck. Another part of a winter I was privileged to ride in the car of our neighbor, Gordon Kimball, a brother of President Kimball. President Kimball at that time was going to Tucson University. They all moved into Tucson after that, and President Kimball soon went back to Thatcher. My mother had three additions to her family while living in Binghampton. Eugene Hurst, Udell Wilson and Lloyd Woodruf. After my parents moved to Virden, New Mexico, Lois, number ten, was born January 25, 1926. I well remember my first teaching experiences in Sunday School and Primary. The year I turned 12 was the year the Church lowered the Mutual age from 14 to 12, so I thought it was something to be a Beehive girl two years early. I was Sunday School organist for several years. In the spring of 1922 there was a gathering of all the nearby Mutuals for sport’s contests, programs, etc. These were always enjoyable times. At this particular one, I met a returned missionary from St. David by the name of Howard Arthur Goodman. We saw one another several times that summer. Then after a whirlwind courtship, we were married on September 16, 1922, by the Presiding Elder of the Branch of Tucson. We were a part of the California Mission at that time. In January of 1923, Grandpa Goodman accompanied Uncle Ed, Aunt Rosa, Howard and I to the St. George Temple to receive our sealings. Ed and Rosa had been married in July of that summer. That was quite a trip, part of the time in six inches of fine dirt. Deep mud filled chuck holes on the way back. Shortly before we reached St. George we slid off the road part way down a canyon. It took several hours to get a good Indian with his team to pull us up again. We arrived in St. George on time to go straight to the temple. The session started at nine a.m. and was through at five p.m. We were happy to get a good meal and bed in St. George that night. We were so glad we had been able to go to the temple. Our first son, Ervin Howard was born at St. David on June 13, 1923. We were living in Mesa when our second son, Joseph Clyde, was born June 10, 1925. We were at Virden to be with my folks at the time of his birth, so that is why the records show him being born at Virden. We did the same thing a little over two years later when our third son, Thomas Arthur was born. It was so nice to go to Virden in the summer and get out of the heat of Mesa. At that time, none of us had even an electrical fan. Our cooling of foods was an icebox. Cooking was done on coal-oil stoves mostly, or wood burning ranges. Our first little girl, Geneva, was born on November 16, 1929. By then my parents had moved to Kirtland, New Mexico. We were so happy to have a girl. We had lived near the new Arizona temple from start to finish. Daddy had worked there hauling supplies. We were at the dedication on October 23, 24, 25, 26 of 1927. We had the privilege of going to the Arizona Temple many times. We were there in October, 1977, to the 50th anniversary commemoration of the dedication. So we feel this is our temple. When the big depression of the 1930’s hit the country, work was hard to find, so we moved to New Mexico, first to Kirtland then to Farmington. Here our family grew up. The boys served in the armed forces and went on missions. Our second daughter, Erma Ruth was born, February 5, 1935, and our family was made complete when another girl, Alice Lynn was born November 27, 1945. Her oldest brother, Ervin, got home from the army on time to carry his little sister out of the hospital. He was 23 years old. The following years were very busy for us, with a good sized family to care for and holding many positions in the Church. For four years, Howard served as Bishop of Farmington 1st Ward, being the first bishop after the ward was divided. He was released as bishop and became first counselor in the Stake Presidency to President Hilton. We went to all of the general conferences in Salt Lake during that time and to all of the regional welfare meetings. One winter we were privileged to have Apostle Adam S. Bennion and Brother Stover stay at our home. Several general authorities stayed with us on different occasions. I was class leader of the gospel doctrine class for seven years after moving to Farmington. One year, I was counselor in the MIA. I taught in Primary and Senior Sunday School. For two years I was first counselor to Georganna Lillywhite in the Relief Society. When the ward was divided, I became literature leader of the Stake Relief Society for three years. Then I was first counselor in the Ward Relief Society with Sister Helen Foutz. Later I was counselor to Bessie McGee and Ora Christensen as they were presidents. A number of years I was stake work director, then second counselor to Helen Stock. Our stake covered many miles, so we traveled a lot. Sister Stock was home economics teacher in the high school and county economics leader, so we in the stake board learned a lot from her. Minnie Stock was her other counselor. She had many homemaking skills and was a wonderful person to work with. After we were released from that, I was teacher to the ward adult class in the M.I.A. and was serving in that position when we moved to Mesa in the spring of 1966. After coming to Mesa, I have been a visiting teacher continuously, making about 40 years as a visiting teacher. I have taught classes for homemaking days, sewing, quilting, and nutrition. With my husband, I filled a temple mission of four years at the visitor’s center. We go to the temple as often as we can. We are glad we were here to be with Grandma Cardon (my mother) the last seven years of her life. She was a wonderful person to be around. I did all her personal sewing but she still made many quilts almost to her last breath. She passed away on August 3, 1973 after a very short illness. The highlight of 1977 for us came at Thanksgiving time when we had a reunion of our own family. All our children were here except Erma. She was far away and getting ready to move. Many of our grandchildren and six of our great grandchildren were here. We had a wonderful time. Plans for another reunion next year was made. (editor's note: one of the highlights were delicious chicken tamales that she and Howard had perfected, I'm still craving them.) We are thankful for all our family and for the 55 years we have had together. We send love to all of you. December 9, 1977 Ella passed away November 24, 1983 from the effect of an airplane that crashed into their home in April, 1978. Howard, her husband was so severely burned he lived only hours passing away April 14, 1978. Ella survived her burns but was infected with Hepatitis from a blood transfusion which finally took her life Thanksgiving Day, 1983. They were buried close to Ella’s parents in the Mesa Cemetery in Mesa, Arizona (near the corner of 5th and A).

Louis Philip Cardon - Susette Staley Cardon

Contributor: lightech Created: 1 year ago Updated: 1 year ago

by Edith Cardon Thatcher (a grand-daughter) The ancestors of Louis Philip Cardon and Susette Staley have been traced back several generations in the Piedmont Valleys of Italy to 1644. Some of the maternal lines have been traced to the middle of the 1500s. Connections have not been made out of the valleys, but they were of French extraction, since French was the main language they spoke. These people were known from the twelfth century as Vaudois, Waldense, or Walloon and were driven to various parts of France, Switzerland, and Germany, then to the final refuge in the High Alpine Valleys of the Piedmont. They sent preachers out, first openly, then as opposition grew, disguised as tinkers and various other occupations, gaining many adherents. They were constantly pursued as heretics and had two Crusades directed against them. They were subject to unjust taxation, many persecutions, and as late as 1848 the law forbade them entrance to any of the universities or the professions. However, they owned their own homes and in 1848 were permitted to enjoy civil and political rights but were still restricted in their religious worship. This background built character, and they were ready to accept the Gospel as preached by the missionaries of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints when they finally heard it. Philippe Cardon had accumulated enough money by 1836 to purchase a large vineyard and an orchard in the valleys of the Piedmont, and there he built a good, comfortable home. Unfortunately this was shortly destroyed by fire. His eldest child was seriously ill upstairs at the time and they felt fortunate in being able to save her. It was the middle of the winter, so there was even more hardship. However, they were able to rebuild, and by the time the Mormon Elders came were in good circumstances. Louis Philip Cardon was the fifth child of Philippe Cardon and Marthe Marie Tourn. He was born March 9, 1832, in Prarustin (Prarostino), Torino, Italy. The other children were: Anne, Jean, Barthelemy, Catherine, Marie Madelaine, Louise, Jean Paul, and Thomas Barthelemy. Louis Philip’s young sister tells in her autobiography of a dream she had as a very young child. Three men came to her and told her they were the servants of God. They related the story of the restoration of the Gospel, about the Prophet Joseph Smith and his vision, along with many other truths. Continuing, they said the day was not far off when her parents would embrace the Gospel. Many things concerning their departure from their home and the long tedious journey they would take as they went to Zion were also mentioned. When she awoke she felt so strange that her mother wondered what had happened. When the father came in she told him how strange the child was acting. He listened to her as she told him the whole story. The mother also listened and stored up every word she heard. Relieved, the child then forgot all about it, as a young child would. The father, Philippe Cardon, was an architect and was directing the building of a large house one day about 1851 when a man came from La Tour, quite a distance from his home. This man said some strangers were teaching and preaching some very strange doctrine and related what he had heard. Philippe listened intently and knew then that these men were teaching and preaching the very things his young daughter related to him as a child from the three strangers in her dream. He immediately put down his tools, saying he would go find the strangers. He walked all Saturday afternoon, all night and the next morning over the mountains and down the valley. He reached the Palais de La Tour in time to find these men and hear them preach. After the meeting he went to them and invited them to come to his home and make it their headquarters. At the October Conference in Salt Lake City in 1849, many missionaries had been called to go preach the Gospel to the nations. President Lorenzo Snow, Elders T. B. Stenhouse and Joseph Toronto were sent to Italy. After checking around, President Snow felt impressed to go to the Piedmont Valleys. When they got there, there were about 22,000 Protestants and 5,000 Catholics. They had been but a short time at the Palais de la Tour and were laboring hard. While they were allowed to preach in the streets it was hard to get contacts so they were glad to accept the invitation to the Cardon home. Marie Madelaine was now about eighteen years of age. She was reading a book and did not see them approaching. When she heard her father say, “This is my daughter who ha the vision I told you about,” she looked up quickly, and recognized them and the dream came back to her memory. Philippe, his wife, their son Louis Philip and his brothers were soon converted to the Gospel of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and were baptized. The sisters were slower, studying more but all joined except one whose husband forbade her to even listen to her sister. Their minister tried to stop the conversions but could not. The congregation grew to about fifty faithful members. Meetings were generally held in the Cardon home, but as the crowds came from far and near, a bowery was built and meetings were held there. The Cardon family often served food to those who came so far. Opposition became strong and, on occasion, mobs threatened them. When Philippe Cardon received word to prepare to go to Zion, he decided in February, 1854 to sell his home. Since he was in a hurry, he did not get full value, but enough was raised to leave. A few days before they started the Elders held a meeting, giving instructions for the journey over the great ocean and the desert places and gave them a blessing saying if hey obeyed the principles of the Gospel faithfully they would reach their destination safely and in good health in spite of the dangers. Three days before they left, friends came to bid them goodbye knowing full well they would never return. Eight of the Cardon family left for Zion. They had with them a family of five who had no money of their own. They could neither understand nor speak English but soon met Elders who spoke French as the Cardons did, so gradually they picked up the language. First they went to London where two weeks were spent making the necessary preparations. Then they went to Liverpool where they waited seventeen days for their ship to be completed. There were 485 passengers, all Latter-day Saints, except the crew and captain. The first few days out were good sailing. Then a terrible storm arose. The ship rocked to and fro and finally the captain ordered the anchor to be dropped as they were about onto “the Rock of Providence” as he called it. The captain said no ship ever hit that and had survivors. However, calm weather finally came, and drawing up anchor, they sailed on. On reaching New Orleans, they were transferred from the sailing ship to a big steamer. Some of the company who went ashore to view the City of New Orleans contracted cholera. In a short time cholera broke out on ship and they were quarantined on an island not far from St. Louis. Quite a number died. The father, Philippe, contracted the disease. For a time it seemed that death would come. But through faith and prayer he recovered. When the cholera abated, the family and Saints continued their journey up the Mississippi and camped above Kansas City. Here they began final preparations for the journey across the plains. However, cholera struck again, worse than before. Many died, sometimes as many as fifteen or twenty a day were buried. This too finally passed. The Cardons left with a few others as soon as the oxen, cattle and covered wagons could be readied. Louis Philip and his two brothers had a wagon with three to four yokes of cattle each. The roads were rough and there were many steep dug ways, so they often had to stop for repairs. At times they were frightened by Indians but the captain of the company was crossing the plains for the third time so he knew how to deal with emergencies as they came up. They finally arrived safely in Utah. Susette Staley was born February 12, 1837 in Angrogna, Torino, Italy, in the Piedmont Valleys, and was the daughter of Jean Pierre Staley and Jeanne Marie Gaudin. Her parents, being thrifty became quite prosperous, having two homes, one in the mountains and one in the Valley at Prarustin. They spent summers on the mountain with their sheep and cattle, the winters down where it was warmer. They lived mostly on their own produce. Susette had a long way to go to church. She was religious and learned her catechism so well she was always able to quote long passages from the Bible. When the missionaries came she went wherever she could to hear the Gospel preached. Opposition arose as the Church grew, with mobs trying to break up the meetings. On one occasion in 1855, Elder Franklin D. Richards and two other missionaries were forced to hide in the high mountain passes from the mob, going without food for three days before being found by the Staley family. Elder Franklin D. Richards was instrumental in getting members of the family to emigrate. They were in the company overseen by Elder Canute Peterson and sailed from Liverpool, December 12, 1855, on the Ship John J. Boyd. There were a number of other families from Italy and some 500 saints from Scandinavia and Great Britain. Immediately after their departure, the Italian Mission was closed and was not reopened again for forty years. They arrived in New York on February 15, 1856 and went from there to Florence, Nebraska by rail, stopping at Chicago and St. Louis on the way. They were delayed for three months waiting for the handcarts to be completed, then joined the first handcart company which left on June 9, 1856 with 273 in the company. Many things have been written of the trials and tribulations, acts of faith and heroism of those who came in the handcart companies. The father, Jean Pierre Staley was not well when he left Winter Quarters and became progressively worse. It is said that he did not eat all the food issued for him, saving it for his children. Susette and her brother Daniel did most of the work after he became ill. He told his wife he would never reach the valley, but that she and her children would, and that they would never want for the necessities of life. The second morning that he had to be helped into a wagon, he died. His body was wrapped in a sheet placed between layers of sagebrush, and was buried on the banks of the Platte River, opposite Ash Grove. His death was entered in the diary of the handcart company, August 17, 1856. A bonfire was built over the grave to keep the Indians and coyotes from finding it. The company arrived in Salt Lake Valley on September 26, 1856 and was met at Willow Springs by President Brigham Young and many others. The Cardons from Ogden met the widow and her younger children and helped them to get settled in a dugout. Susette and her sister Mary went to work to help the family. The trials and tribulations made her faith grow stronger and dearer. The twenty-fourth of July was sacred to her and took precedence over all other celebrations. Louis Philip first married Sarah Ann Wellborn. No children were born to this union. In 1857 at Logan, Susette and Louis Philip Cardon were married. Their first two children, Joseph Samuel and Emanuel Philip, were born in Ogden. The daughter, Mary Katherine, was born in Logan. They next moved to Oxford, Oneida (now Franklin) County, Idaho where Louis Paul Cardon and Isabelle Susette, who died when about two years of age, were born. The persecution because of plural marriage became so persistent that Louis Philip traveled to Salt Lake City to ask advice from President Brigham Young. President Young arose from his chair, smote the palm of one had with the fist of the other, and said, ”Brother Cardon, it is about time for the Saints to move to Arizona, as I have been thinking about. Be here in a week with your wife and belongings. The Company will be ready to leave.” Again there was a long journey. They settled first at George Lake’s Camp on the Little Colorado in Northern Arizona. The camp was later called Obed. In February, 1877, he and his family moved to Tenney’s Camp. Here they lived in the United Order, being on the first roll taken. This called for sacrifice as the Cardons had ample supplies for two years. They were active in church and building up the community. After two years they moved from Woodruff to Taylor. The Woodruff Ward was organized on September 26, 1879 when the name was changed to Tenney’s Camp. They had hoped to make Taylor their permanent home but peace was not possible for those practicing plural marriage. In 1885 President Taylor advised Louis Philip, his firs wife Sarah and his son Joseph, to move to Mexico. Emanuel and Louis Philip went along to help the families move, but Louis Paul returned to Taylor where he had married and stayed there with his mother, Susette, until 1896 when he was called to go to Colonia Dublan to help with the church school. Susette and her daughter Mary Katherine Cardon Clawson, wife to Joseph I. Clawson, accompanied him and his family The father Louis Philip, had settled in Colonia Juarez, where he stayed until a couple of years before his death. The town of Dublan was blocked out in the Mormon way: A mile square, divided into blocks of ten acres each, minus a large street all the way around. Louis Paul and his sister Katie were able to purchase a block across the street from their brother Joseph, so once more the brothers and sister were together. They were active in church, community and civic affairs, in addition to teaching and supporting the schools. Louis Paul led the choir too. The farms of the colonists were in town. Irrigation was a problem so it was decided to build what was called “The Big Canal.” Louis Paul did all the surveying and his brother Joseph was the chief engineer. The men of the community worked hard to get the project completed. When the new irrigation system was laid many shook their heads saying, “he can’t make water run uphill.” Both Louis Paul and Joseph contracted typhoid fever before the project was finished, and Joseph died. Later, the whole town turned out for a parade and dedication service when the canal was finished. Susette said she felt as though she was going to her son Joseph’s funeral, as to her, the work seemed like a monument to him. The water was turned into the canals and they worked perfectly. Plentiful water made the farms produce more and prospects for the colonist and their future were more encouraging. The industrious and thrifty habits of Susette kept her family well clothed and well fed. She wove her own cloth from wool, coloring it with plants and indigo. She even made suits for her husband and sons. These clothes were durable and beautiful, and some were good thirty-five and fifty years later. She lived to be eighty-six years old and many of her grandchildren remembered her dresses. They were old-fashioned then but on her they looked very beautiful. She always preserved meats, vegetables, and fruits. But her specialty was strawberries and cream. She planted strawberries both in Arizona and Mexico. Her Strawberry Parlor was a popular place to gather. She was successful in drying strawberries and after her move back to Arizona, the University of Arizona Economics Department asked for samples of the, saying they had never heard of strawberries keeping in places like Arizona and Mexico. She was very generous, and many a friend received strawberries from her. Louis Philip Cardon died and was buried in Dublan on April 9, 1911. Susette continued to live near her son, Louis Paul, as she had done since the days in Taylor. Her testimony of the Gospel never wavered, and she always did whatever she was asked by those in authority. When the Saints were driven from Mexico during the Madero Revolution, she had over six thousand dollars in stocks in the Union Mercantile store. One of the greatest trials of her life must have been to be reduced from a condition of easy independence. She never complained or mentioned what she had left behind as so many of us did. When the colonists finally knew they were going to have to leave Mexico and would not be able to take their treasured possessions, many tried in various ways to hide them so they would not be stolen. Some dug holes and buried things that would not rust. Susette was asked by someone if she wasn’t going to try and do something of the kind. She replied, “No, they will never touch any of my things.” Her son Louis Paul’s home, a large two-story home, at one time housed twelve Mexican families, and was badly misused and stripped. The large parlor and living room were used to stable the horses of the Revolutionists, planks being put on the front steps to bring them in. Her home, a neat little three roomed adobe, stood just a few yards away. When the first war storm passed over, Louis Paul sent some teams down to the colonies and told the driver to bring back anything of hers he could find. When he came back that was all he had on the wagons, for nothing had been molested. She had trunks of clothing, bed linen, and table linen, quantities of dried fruit, and preserved fruit. Elmer said that it did not look as though the door had been opened, although it was unlocked. She was a brave woman. The afternoon the Rebels came into town, one of them went to her clothesline, which was made of rope, and cut it so he could lead away a horse belonging to Roy Clawson. Disregarding the fact that the rebel had a gun and a knife in his hand, she went out and demanded that he return it. He did. The Exodus occurred in late July, 1912. The Saints went first to El Paso where they received temporary help. They were then encouraged by the government to go where their relatives were or some place where they could start making a living. Her son Louis Paul moved his family to Binghampton near Tucson, where some of the refugee Saints were making a colony. He built a nice one-room place for her near his own. She didn’t want to be a burden to anyone. Although she spoke English, she did all her reading and praying in French. She was intuitive, and at times would ask us if something had happened. When we asked her how she knew, she would say, “I knew it. I dreamed it.” She died on July 19, 1923 at Binghampton (now in Tucson), Pima, Arizona and is buried in the Binghampton cemetery.

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Louis Paul Cardon was born on 17 Mar 1868
Louis Paul Cardon was 7 years old when Winston Churchill, English colonel, journalist, and politician, Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, Nobel Prize laureate (d. 1965) Sir Winston Leonard Spencer-Churchill was a British politician, army officer, and writer, who was Prime Minister of the United Kingdom from 1940 to 1945 and again from 1951 to 1955. As Prime Minister, Churchill led Britain to victory in the Second World War. Churchill represented five constituencies during his career as Member of Parliament (MP). Ideologically an economic liberal and British imperialist, he began and ended his parliamentary career as a member of the Conservative Party, which he led from 1940 to 1955, but for twenty years from 1904 he was a prominent member of the Liberal Party.
Louis Paul Cardon was 17 years old when Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain is published in the United States. Adventures of Huckleberry Finn is a novel by Mark Twain, first published in the United Kingdom in December 1884 and in the United States in February 1885. Commonly named among the Great American Novels, the work is among the first in major American literature to be written throughout in vernacular English, characterized by local color regionalism. It is told in the first person by Huckleberry "Huck" Finn, the narrator of two other Twain novels and a friend of Tom Sawyer. It is a direct sequel to The Adventures of Tom Sawyer.
Louis Paul Cardon was 25 years old when Electrical engineer Nikola Tesla gives the first public demonstration of radio in St. Louis, Missouri. Nikola Tesla was a Serbian American inventor, electrical engineer, mechanical engineer, physicist, and futurist who is best known for his contributions to the design of the modern alternating current (AC) electricity supply system.
Louis Paul Cardon was 38 years old when Albert Einstein publishes his first paper on the special theory of relativity. Albert Einstein was a German-born theoretical physicist who developed the theory of relativity, one of the two pillars of modern physics. His work is also known for its influence on the philosophy of science. He is best known to the general public for his mass–energy equivalence formula E = mc2, which has been dubbed "the world's most famous equation". He received the 1921 Nobel Prize in Physics "for his services to theoretical physics, and especially for his discovery of the law of the photoelectric effect", a pivotal step in the development of quantum theory.
Louis Paul Cardon was 46 years old when Archduke Franz Ferdinand and his wife, Sophie, Duchess of Hohenberg, were assassinated by a Yugoslav nationalist named Gavrilo Princip in Sarajevo, sparking the outbreak of World War I. Archduke Franz Ferdinand, Archduke of Austria-Este was a member of the imperial Habsburg dynasty, and from 1896 until his death the heir presumptive (Thronfolger) to the Austro-Hungarian throne. His assassination in Sarajevo precipitated Austria-Hungary's declaration of war against Serbia, which in turn triggered a series of events that resulted in Austria-Hungary's allies and Serbia's declaring war on each other, starting World War I.
Louis Paul Cardon was 61 years old when Babe Ruth becomes the first baseball player to hit 500 home runs in his career with a home run at League Park in Cleveland, Ohio. George Herman "Babe" Ruth Jr. was an American professional baseball player whose career in Major League Baseball (MLB) spanned 22 seasons, from 1914 through 1935. Nicknamed "The Bambino" and "The Sultan of Swat", he began his MLB career as a stellar left-handed pitcher for the Boston Red Sox, but achieved his greatest fame as a slugging outfielder for the New York Yankees. Ruth established many MLB batting records, including career home runs (714), runs batted in (RBIs) (2,213), bases on balls (2,062), slugging percentage (.690), and on-base plus slugging (OPS) (1.164); the latter two still stand as of 2018. Ruth is regarded as one of the greatest sports heroes in American culture and is considered by many to be the greatest baseball player of all time. In 1936, Ruth was elected into the Baseball Hall of Fame as one of its "first five" inaugural members.
Louis Paul Cardon was 72 years old when World War II: Nazi Germany and Slovakia invade Poland, beginning the European phase of World War II. World War II, also known as the Second World War, was a global war that lasted from 1939 to 1945, although conflicts reflecting the ideological clash between what would become the Allied and Axis blocs began earlier. The vast majority of the world's countries—including all of the great powers—eventually formed two opposing military alliances: the Allies and the Axis. It was the most global war in history; it directly involved more than 100 million people from over 30 countries. In a state of total war, the major participants threw their entire economic, industrial, and scientific capabilities behind the war effort, blurring the distinction between civilian and military resources. World War II was the deadliest conflict in human history, marked by 50 to 85 million fatalities, most of whom were civilians in the Soviet Union and China. It included massacres, the genocide of the Holocaust, strategic bombing, premeditated death from starvation and disease and the only use of nuclear weapons in war.
Louis Paul Cardon died on 15 Jun 1947 at the age of 79
Grave record for Louis Paul Cardon (17 Mar 1868 - 15 Jun 1947), BillionGraves Record 1508042 Mesa, Maricopa, Arizona, United States