History of the George Swallow Family
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History of the George Swallow Family
(This history is found in Chapter 3 of “Our Swallow Heritage, Volume I, History of the Thomas Swallow Family.” It was written, compiled & published in 2006 through www.lulu.com by Russell M. Robison, a great grandson of George Swallow and a 2nd great grandson of Thomas Swallow)
The local Parish Record Book, St. Mary’s Church, Stebbing, Essex, England shows George, son of Thomas and Caroline Swallow, born July 11th 1851 and baptized September 7th 1851 by M. D. Duffield, vicar. Thomas Swallow’s occupation is shown as a labourer living at Stebbing.
George Swallow was the second child born to Thomas and Caroline Crow Swallow. George’s parents became members of the L.D.S. church in 1854 and George was baptized and confirmed a member of the L.D.S. Church July 12, 1859, at eight years of age, by William Clark. He worked as a farm laborer with his father until he was sixteen.
The Mormon Immigration Index shows George Swallow, age 16, as the only member of his family who departed from Liverpool, England on the S. S. Colorado July 14, 1868. They arrived at the Port of New York July 28, 1868. (Three days before leaving England, George turned seventeen).
“Notes:"DEPARTURE. -- The steamship Colorado left this port for New York, on Tuesday, 14th instant, having on board a company of Saints numbering 600 souls. At 11 A.M. a meeting was called on deck, when President F. [Franklin] D. Richards addressed the Saints upon the great blessings conferred upon them by the Almighty, in delivering them from bondage and opening the way for their escape to Zion. They had long talked of the changes and difficulties which would attend their journey, and had been exhorted to prepare for them by laying by a good stock of patience; they were now beginning to experience the realities of the journey, and had an opportunity to exercise their patience and all those good qualities which should be possessed by Saints of God. He exhorted them to cleanliness, order, forbearance, and obedience to proper authority. Said this was the last company of Saints for the season, and expressed his gratitude to God for the great deliverance which had been wrought out for so many of his people, this company swelling the number to about 3,170 souls. He then appointed Elder William B. Preston president of the company, and the returning missionaries on board his counselors. This appointment was unanimously sustained by the vote of the people. Elder W. B. Preston made a few remarks, congratulating the Saints upon their present favorable position. Elder C. [Charles] W. Penrose dedicated the ship and its company to the service of God on this voyage, by prayer. Several hymns were sung, many cheers were given, and all on board seemed filled with joy and gratitude. The following named returning missionaries took passage on the Colorado: -- Elders William B. Preston, Aurelius Miner, Griffith Roberts, Moses Thatcher, Richard Benson, Barry Wride, John D. Rees, and John Barker. About 4 P.M. the noble vessel steamed out to sea, the sun shining brightly, the sky without a cloud, and no sadness appearing on a single countenance, except of those who returned to shore after bidding their friends farewell. By letters from Queenstown, dated 15th July, we learn that all on board were well, the sea was as calm as a mirror, and no one had experienced any symptoms of seasickness."
The group took the train from New York to Benton, Wyoming. Then the Daniel Duncan McArthur Record Book shows: (Found on Immigration - Overland trails at www.lds.org)
“George Swallow age 16 was listed on Daniel D. McArthur's Company. Departed Laramie Wyoming 14 Aug 1868 and arrived in Salt Lake City 2 Sep 1868. Source: Daniel Duncan McArthur Record Book.”
George then proceeded to Fillmore, Utah where he lived and worked for Chandler Holbrook for two or three years. The 1870 U.S. Census shows George Swallow, age 18, single, occupation - laborer, living with Chandler Holbrook in Fillmore, Utah.
George sent money back to his family in England to help them immigrate to Fillmore, Utah. Frederick, his older brother, came in August 1871; Joseph and James came in June 1872; and his Father, Mother, sister and youngest brother came in September 1874.
Freighting, Cattle Drives and the Ranch at Shoshone, Nevada
From a very early age, George knew he wanted to make something out of his life. He had a strong faith in God and was not afraid of hard work or facing what others thought impossible as his life illustrates. This may have been the reason he was the first of his family to immigrate to America.
The valley where Fillmore, Utah is located was known as Pahvant Valley. In about 1871, George began driving freight from the Pahvant Valley and Milford, Utah to Pioche and other mining towns in Nevada. In the wintertime, while in Pioche, George cut wood, piled it into cords and sold it to the neighboring mills around Pioche.
In his travels George Swallow was always looking for a ranch he could settle down on so he could work hard, make a living for his family, and build up something for the future.
Effie O. Read states in White Pine Lang Syne, Published in 1965 by Big Mountain Press, Denver:
“Shoshone is the only part of White Pine County immortalizing its friendly tribe of Indians. It is located at the southern end of Spring Valley, where several canyons on the west side of Mt. Wheeler (13,000+ feet high) carry streams of water to the valley floor
“One unusual formation at the base of the mountain above, that later became the Swallow Ranch, is thought to be an underground reservoir which at times overflows and acts like a geyser. Here Benjamin Kimball settled in 1869. It was a verdant, inviting spot for (a) cattle business. Others who settled here were Bob Stead and Daniel Rutherford.”
Roland Swallow wrote the following in the paper Birth of the Swallow Ranch dated 1951.
“While in Pioche, during the spring or summer of 1872, he (George Swallow) met a man from Eagle Valley, Nevada, who wanted him to help drive a herd of cattle from Eagle Valley to EIko, Nevada to the Southern Pacific Railroad. While on this trip, they passed a ranch owned by a Mr. Kimball (Benjamin Kimball) in Spring Valley (at Shoshone, Nevada). On his way back, he stopped at the Kimball Homestead. He knocked at the door of the cabin and an elderly man came to the door. George Swallow asked if he could get accommodations for the night. In the morning, Mr. Kimball said, “I like the looks of you...I wish you would look after my place while I take a vacation.” George said he was in no particular hurry to get home, so he stayed there while Mr. Kimball went on a three-week vacation, the first he had had in years.”
“Buying the Ranch at Shoshone and Lots of Hard Work
When he returned home, he was so pleased with the way George had taken care of the homestead that he asked him to come into a partnership with him.
“During those early years, they rose early, around 4:30 A.M., and worked until dark. All the fencing was done with posts set closely together in a deep narrow trench. They were held together at the top with rawhide strips. Generally it was green cowhides cut into strips.
“George Swallow raised potatoes the first years he was on the ranch and in the fall, hauled them to Ely, Pioche, Hamilton, Ward, and Taylor which were all mining camps then.”
In 1872 George just worked on the ranch at Shoshone for a few months and then returned to freighting, etc. Effie O. Read states, in White Pine Lang Syne, that “They (Benjamin Kimball and George Swallow) formed a partnership in 1873 which lasted until Swallow bought Kimball out seven years later.” – In 1880.
In Alfred M. Swallow’s history of his father dated January 1965, he writes:
“A short time after Dad bought the half interest in the ranch; he found out that Kimball was badly in debt. This was something Dad did not know about when he bought in with Kimball, but they farmed the place together, and if I remember correctly in about three years they paid off the loan. A short time after the loan was paid off, Kimball got dissatisfied and did not want to farm any longer so Dad decided to buy Kimball's interest in the farm or ranch and operate by himself, as the partnership was not very satisfactory. (In the spring of 1880, the U.S. Census shows Benjamin Kimball still living on the ranch at Shoshone, Nevada. George Swallow bought Kimball out in the latter part of 1880.)
“Kimball left Spring Valley a short time after Dad bought his interest in the ranch, and Dad never did hear from him so he never did know what became of Kimball.
“I have heard Dad say a lot of times, that after he bought Kimball out, that he farmed and raised hay, grain and potatoes during the growing season. When winter came, he would take a four horse team and two freight wagons and hauled most of the crops that he had harvested to market, which was Pioche, eighty miles from the ranch, and Taylor and Ward which were thirty miles from the ranch. These were all mining towns and Taylor and Ward were ghost towns by 1895.
“I have heard Dad say a lot of times that he got out in his fields and cleared sagebrush off the land by moonlight. He did not have time to do this in the daytime, as he was too busy irrigating and raising crops. This was real pioneering.
“In 1871 (Based on Effie O. Read’s record in White Pine Lang Syne and the 1880 U. S. Census, the date was 1873 not 1871) when Dad first bought in with Kimball on what is now known as the Swallow Ranch, there were only a few acres under cultivation. From then on and after he bought Kimball out, he took up more land under Homestead and Desert Entry. He also bought a lot of land on the mountain ranges. Over a period of about thirty-six years the ranch grew from a small farm to quite a large ranching and livestock outfit.”
Roland Swallow continues in the paper Birth of the Swallow Ranch dated 1951.
“As the years went by, more land was acquired and as other homesteaders wanted to sell, George Swallow bought them out; such as Daniel Rutherford, Bob Stead, and Murphy and Hill.”
Melvin A. Robison wrote this about George Swallow, his grandfather:
“He must have surveyed his ranch himself, because there were several little ranches that he bought to make his one, big, fine ranch. And he probably didn’t do that “overnight” either, because back on the summer range there are still little places that had been homesteaded many, many years before. They were just dugouts for a house.
“By all measures, that was probably one of the better ranches in all of White Pine County. Grandfather Swallow ran a “tight ship.” He controlled, with government land and everything, from a half to three-quarters of a million acres.”
Heritage of Anna (Ann or Annie) Day Swallow
Gloucester, England. As a young girl, Anna learned how to cut, dry, and corn beef in her father’s Anna Day was born November 4, 1850 to Richard Day and Elizabeth Smith Day in Waterloo, butcher shop. Anna had ten brothers and sisters: Mary, born May 6, 1846; John, born September 17, 1847; James, born January 20, 1849; Albert and George born March 6, 1852; David, born January 23, 1856; Martha, born June 3, 1958; Jessie, born January 14, 1860; Charles, born July 4, 1862; and Miah born April 9, 1865. All the children were born in England. The Day family immigrated to Utah and settled in Fillmore in 1874.
Anna had a lovely singing voice, and she used it to the fullest advantage in her community.
It was while living in Fillmore that Anna met her future husband, George Swallow. They were married on January 16, 1878 in Salt Lake City. She moved to George’s ranch in Eastern Nevada, where life was isolated and hard work. In Spring Valley, Nevada, they had no schools and no L.D.S. Church to attend. They started a school, on the ranch, in 1893 and the first L.D.S. Church, in the area, was organized in 1924.
In Birdie E. Swallow Robison’s personal history as compiled by members of her family on April 1, 1977, it states:
“Ann Day's entire family came later as a group from Cowley, Gloucester, England, and settled in Fillmore, Utah. In Mother's history she recalls the following about her mother:
“As a girl in England, Mother (Anna Day) worked very hard. Grandfather Day was a butcher. Whether or not he owned the shop he worked in; I do not know. She learned how to cut meat up and dry it, and how to make corned beef. Just before leaving her homeland, she worked in a cheese factory. After arriving in America, she went to Fillmore. She (Anna Day) come by train most of the way and was not alone because her family was with her. After arriving in Fillmore she worked in different homes. One home she worked in was the home of Sister Birdie Robison. Many years later when I (meaning Birdie Swallow Robison) was born, my mother named me for that good woman; and that is how I came by that name.
“I can remember Mother telling me that once she worked for twenty-five cents a week with room and board when her family lived in Fillmore. Another experience she told me about was when she bought a can of salmon with her week's pay, and being so hungry for fish, she ate the entire contents all by herself. When she got home she had no money, and Grandmother Day was very angry with her for not realizing how much that money was needed in the home.
“Mother had a lovely singing voice and went about her work singing. She sang in the choir in Fillmore before her marriage to George Swallow.
Ann Day’s oldest sister, Mary Day, married James Rowley. Their daughter, Elizabeth Rowley, married Thomas D. Dearden. He was the brother of Charlotte and Isabella Dearden who married James and Charles Swallow. James and Charles Swallow were the youngest brothers of George Swallow.
Marriage and Children of George Swallow and Anna Day
Alfred M. Swallow’s history continues:
“ Dad lived on the ranch alone for five or six years, with the exception of one man whom he employed. During this time he made a few trips to Fillmore to visit his Father, Mother and the family, and during those visits he met my Mother, Ann Day, in Fillmore; and they were married in the St. George Temple January 17, 1878 (George was 26 and Ann was 27), and they went directly from there to the ranch in Nevada and they lived there for almost thirty years.”
In Birdie E. Swallow’s Personal History as compiled by members of her family on April 1, 1977, it states:
“Mother (Birdie) wrote in her life sketch that her eldest brother, George William, died when he was a little over three years of age. (He is buried in the old mining town of Osceola, Nevada which is about twenty miles north of the Swallow Ranch.) William and Alfred were born in Fillmore, Utah, and the other five children (Richard, May, Ray, Birdie, and Pearl) were born at Shoshone, Nevada, at the Swallow Ranch. Those children born on the ranch were delivered by a midwife. One, though, was born with an Indian woman assisting her mother.”
Alpha Robison Lambert, a granddaughter, wrote:
“George and Ann Swallow were pioneers in every sense of the word. Life on the ranch in those early days was not easy, but they, with their children (even the three girls), learned to work hard.”
It required all members of the George Swallow family to work hard for them to make a living in this isolated but beautiful place in Nevada. The three girls worked very hard along with the three boys. But even with all the hard work and isolation, George and Anna taught their children to be gentlemen and ladies. They never forgot their English heritage, and they never forgot the L.D.S. Church that brought them to this land of opportunity.
The three daughters of George and Anna Day Swallow were very close growing up and remained so their entire lives. A foster daughter, Mamie Swallow, was with the family for five years and very close to Birdie Swallow.
Traveling L.D.S. Missionaries Visit the George Swallow Ranch at Shoshone
Excerpts from the Allen Russell Journal show that Allen Russell, a Traveling Missionary to the Fillmore Ward Members living in Snake Valley and Spring Valley, visited George Swallow and his family at Shoshone, Nevada.
Tuesday 29 - We drove up to Mr. Gragerie's (Margaret “Retta” Robison Gregory, wife of William T. Gregory, was the half sister of George Samuel Robison and daughter of Peter Robison.). He put two shoes on our horse and gave us some apples to eat on the road. We drove to Osceola and asked Mr. Glasscock for the dancing hall to preach in that evening. He said we could but was afraid there would not be many present as most of the men were away in the mountains. We had dinner at the Scofield Restaurant then drove to George Swallow's and stopped over night where we had a good visit with George and his wife talking upon the principles of prayer and the sacrament. With the assistance of the spirit of the Lord, we explained these two principles seemingly satisfactory to all.
“Wednesday 30 - George being ready to thrash, went ahead with it. The morning was very cool but the day quite pleasant. We had a little talk with his wife, but she had to cook for the thrashers and did not have much time to listen to us. Brother Ashman wrote two letters home, and I wrote one. In the afternoon, we drove up near the mountain along the spring; and in the shade of a cotton wood tree we offered up prayers of thanksgiving to our Heavenly Father for his blessings that we enjoyed. We sang three hymns and administered the sacrament one to the other. We returned home and then read the bible, then exchanged our ideas one with the other. At 7 p.m., we preached to George's family and the men that were there helping George thrash, upon the first principles of the Gospel. All seemed to be interested. After meeting we had a sociable chat with George and his wife and had family prayers.
Thursday Oct 1, 1896 - Fast Day. Brother Ashman, George's wife and I fasted. We spent time talking upon fasting and prayer. Because of George having to thrash, we were not satisfied and concluded to stay another day so we could talk to him. He finished about noon. We held a meeting with Swallow's family and administered the Sacrament to George and his wife. There we explained to the children the subject of Faith, repentance, and baptizing and the laying on of hands for the gift of the Holy Ghost. We blessed their baby, Brother Ashman being mouth. After meeting we explained to them the law of tithing according to the best of our ability. They appeared to be well satisfied. The men were still there and wished us to hold another meeting which we did that evening and explained the principles of our Church as plain as we could especially on Faith and also the manner in which our Sunday School wards were conducted.
“Friday 2 - We bade them a due and drove on to Osceola . . .
“Thurs 15, Oct 1896
I will give an account of the labors we did in the mission field in Snake Valley and Nevada in White Pine County:
Sho Shona (Shoshone) Nevada - Oct 1, 1896
Ida Pearl Swallow (My grandmother and the youngest daughter of George Swallow and Anna Day Swallow) born April 23 1894 - Blessed Oct. 1, 1896 by John Ashman, Allen Russell and George Swallow assisting.”
George and Ann Continue to Buy and Sell property in Fillmore, Utah
The Millard County Recorders Office shows that George Swallow was also active in buying and selling property in Fillmore, Utah.
George Swallow purchased 1 1/4 acres – Block 41, West halves of Lot 4 & 5 -- on July 2, 1871 from Fillmore Mayor and then sold this property to Henry Davies & Thomas Dearden July 26, 1873 for $225. (According to Millard Milestones pg. 34, the first land patents were issued in 1871. Settlers may have been living on land for sometime, but been unable to obtain title until land was surveyed.)
George Swallow purchased 1 1/4 acres – Block 48, Lot 5, Plat “A”, Fillmore -- on July 26, 1873 from James and Sophia Dolby of Fillmore and then sold this property to Mary Ann Lavern April 5, 1889.
George and Annie Swallow purchased 19.6 acres – Commence SE Corner NE 1/4 SE 1/4, Sec 20, Twp 21, Range 4 West – on October 20, 1885 from Jonathan P. Smith for $600. George and Annie sold this to James Swallow (George’s brother) May 30, 1895 for $700. This land was the James Swallow’s homestead after James bought it.
George Swallow purchased 6 ¼ acres of farm land – Location: Starts 60 rods W. of SE corner of lot 4 of Sec 21 Twp 21 S R5 then W 520 rods, thence W. 10 rods, thence S 40 thence E 20 rods, to beginning – from Peter Huntsman of Fillmore on May 13, 1876.
George’s Brothers Work on the Swallow Ranch
Alfred M. Swallow’s history of his father continues:
“Sometime soon after Dad and Mother were married, Uncle Fred (Frederick Swallow 1859 - 1893), that is Dad's oldest brother, came to the ranch from Fillmore to work for Dad. I am not sure how many years he worked there, but I am almost sure it was part of two or three years. I can just remember him as I was probably three or four years old. After that time, Uncle James, another brother of Dad's, came out to work for him and he worked there off and on for several years, until he got married, and I remember he worked at the ranch one summer after he got married, as he and his wife Aunt Charlotte (a Dearden) were both out there at the ranch one summer. Uncle James decided not to work on the ranch after he got married.
(George’s brother, James, bought an interest in the Swallow ranch at Shoshone in about 1885 and sold his interest back to George in 1891 after he got married. James loved the ranch and wanted to move there to raise his family, but his wife, Charlotte Dearden, did not want to live in such an isolated place -- without church or schools.)
“ Uncle Charles, that is Dad's youngest brother, came out from Fillmore to work on the ranch, and I am sure he worked six or eight months each year for three or four years and then he got married. He also worked one summer after he got married, and he and Aunt Isabella (also a Dearden and a sister to Charlotte) were both out on the ranch one summer.
“The only close neighbor to the ranch was an old gentleman by the name of Ruthorford and he had a son, Dan, who also was quite old and unmarried. They lived about two miles from where Dad and Mother lived. Dan sometimes worked for Dad on the ranch for a few days at a time, but they had a small ranch of their own and Dan had to do the farming on it as his father was not able to do much. The Ruthorfords sold the ranch to Dad later on.
“I remember very well, before Dad bought the Ruthorford Ranch that the two of them went away somewhere on a short vacation and Uncle James and Dad were doing the chores and looking after the ranch for them. One day when they were doing what had to be done, they found a wild cat in the house and they had nothing but a stick or club to kill it with. So Dad said to Uncle James, "You go over there by the door and do not let the cat get out, and I will try to kill it." So Uncle James goes to the door and goes on outside of the house then pulls the door shut and left Dad in the house with the cat to fight it out. The cat came after Dad and scratched him up quite badly before he could kill it. I remember Uncle James always got quite a kick out of telling about locking Dad in the house with a Wild Cat or Lynx Cat as they are sometimes known by. The cat had gone down the fireplace chimney to get into the house and could not get out again.
Melvin A. Robison said:
“A bobcat can weigh about 25 lbs., but that is all dynamite. You corner a bobcat; he can jump 25 feet easily. Oh, they are wild to be around.”
Alfred M. Swallow continues:
“Dad had two more brother’s, William and Joseph, living in Fillmore and a sister Eliza Esther, who passed away when she was quite young (age 12). I do not believe that these two brothers or sister were ever at the ranch.
“The 1880 U.S. Census shows Joseph and James Swallow at Shoshone, Nevada with their brother George. So we know that all of George’s brothers except, maybe, William spent some time working on the Swallow Ranch. William did not come to Utah from England until 1885 so most likely did not ever work on the Swallow Ranch in Nevada.”
The Word of Wisdom
Lois Robison Rowley, a granddaughter, writes in her Personal History:
“Grandfather Swallow always asked for a cup of hot water, and he added sugar and cream. This took the place of the tea he always had growing up in England before he joined the Church.”
In Birdie E. Swallow’s personal history as compiled by members of her family, she continues:
“Life on the Swallow Ranch
Life on the ranch in those early days was not easy for her parents, but she (Birdie) and the other children learned to work hard because their father was gone periodically hauling freight with team and wagon to the mining camps near and far from the ranch.
“Mother (Birdie) tells in her history:
‘We were all kept busy; there was no place to go for amusement. We had to make our own fun and that was by playing checkers, Old Maid, and the general run of games that we had in those days. There were always plenty of horses to ride. We had such beautiful mountains and creeks nearby; the canyons were so lovely and our family enjoyed camping and picnicking in them. The highest mountain in the State of Nevada was just north and east of our home and it was called Mount Wheeler. Spring Valley was a long and wide valley; we lived at the south end of it on the Swallow Ranch with its many acres of meadowland, waving grain, and alfalfa hay. When I was a girl, the valley was covered with patches of Wild Iris and Bird Eye flowers; cattle and sheep grazed all over Spring Valley.
‘The famous Swallow Ranch was my home--I loved it. I can't remember my mother cooking over a fireplace, but I do remember the fireplace, the iron kettles, and brass buckets that she used when she was first married. I remember the large earthen crocks she packed butter in for storing. All of the utensils sat on the flat rocks in front of the fireplace.’
“The Original Log Cabin
The first home on the ranch was a large log cabin with only curtains to divide the bedroom from the other part of the house. This log cabin was later used as a schoolhouse.
“Birdie grew up attending school only four months out of each year; her teachers were hired by her father. Her closest girlfriend when she was a child was an Indian girl. Many times during her adult life she expressed her love and concern for the Lamanite people.
“Next to the first log cabin, there was later built a large potato cellar. Mother states that "it was not like the potato cellars of today or even forty years ago. It was a large hole dug in the ground with large pine logs set up to hold the roof on, and many bins were built, in which to store the potatoes. The potatoes were raised and sorted to sell to the mining camps at Ward, Taylor, and Pioche. Much grain was grown and harvested which was also sold to the miners."
“The sorted potatoes were loaded on a lumber wagon, and her father would hitch a four-horse team to it and be gone sometimes for a week or more to make the trip to the mining camps. Her dad would take food and a heavy bedroll and camp out--much of it during cold weather. She remembers how worried her mother would become when her dad was late returning or when storms would occur.
“Father’s Long Trips Away From Home to Sell Farm Goods
She remembers a trip her father made to Ward and Taylor with a load of grain in the dead of winter, and a heavy snowstorm came up and a blizzard developed. The snow piled up along the side of the house, and it was so deep that the boys and her mother had to shovel paths to the stables and corrals to feed the stock. The wind blew so hard it would blow the hay off the forks they were using to move the hay. When the outside cattle had to be fed, it took hours to get the hay to them, and some never had feed for days. She (Birdie) says:
‘I remember that I was really small then and had to stay in the house alone. Not knowing where Father was, or even if he was alive, so frightened us that we could hardly stand it. Three days later we could see a dark spot coming slowly over the ridge three miles away; what a rejoicing, for we knew it was Father coming home! He was on his way home when the storm started, and he made his way to Conner's Pass and stayed until the storm was over. There was a house, stove, and food, and Father had feed for his horses that he carried on his wagon. To get home he had to shovel his way through every gully, and at times he followed ridges with no roads where the snow had blown off them. Overshoes were not enough; he had to wrap his feet and legs in gunnysacks to keep from freezing to death.’
“Mother (Birdie) recalls that hard winter of 1893 when two to three cows froze to death standing in the fields because it was impossible to get feed to them or move them due to the deep snow. She expressed her feeling about this event by saying.
‘There were many other frightening experiences that happened, but with faith and prayers the Lord protected us. But I cannot forget how my mother suffered perhaps more than my father did. She had to go out in the weather which was thirty to forty degrees below zero and help the boys with the livestock; when she would get back in the house, she would be completely exhausted. As a result of these difficult tasks, she suffered from rheumatism the rest of her life.’
“Work On the Ranch, Even For the Girls
Because there was much livestock to care for, Birdie was assigned the task of watering a stallion which her father owned. She relates that she always rode horses and loved them; but when it came time for her to untie the stallion and lead him to water, she was always frightened.
“She (Birdie) loved the out-of-doors and helped with the chores as well as helping with the housework. Her mother would send her each day in the summer to gather vegetables from the garden which was several miles away. She would ride on her horse bareback to the garden and put the vegetables in a gunny sack; but the problem was that she was not tall enough to jump up on the horse, so she would lead him into a ditch and from the bank jump on his back and ride home. She mentions in her history that when she was a girl, she owned two saddle horses; and just before she was married, she sold them to buy a sewing machine.
“The Home George Built on the Ranch
To the original log cabin, her father added on a front room, two bedrooms, a large kitchen, and a porch. The family used the new addition and the old log cabin was used as a school and as a storage place. In the kitchen a stove was placed--the first their mother used. The logs in the new addition were hewn so they would fit together and would keep more of the cold out during the very cold winters.
Osceola, Nevada, was the nearest town; it was a mining town which had a small hotel, two stores, two saloons, a restaurant, and a livery stable. Mother (Birdie) tells that, "I remember on a Fourth of July, we (meaning her father, mother, and the children) went up to Osceola for the celebration. I was a small child about nine years of age. It was so cold, and it snowed so hard that there was not room in the small hotel for the crowd that had gathered for the celebration, so the stores and saloons were opened so all could keep warm.”
Osceola was the economic and social center at this early date. It was a two-day event for the families who attended, and parents would pack their children in the back of a wagon with hay or straw on the bottom and then cover them with canvas and quilts to make the journey more pleasant.
In Birdie E. Swallow’s personal history as compiled by members of her family, she continues:
“Many Laborers Were On the Ranch
Mother (Birdie) recalls that most of the hired labor on her father's ranch was done by Indians. She relates that during harvest time or when the cattle were rounded up her mother would have Maggy, Jennie, and Ada (Indian squaws) help in the house. There were always many men to feed during those periods, and she recalls that her mother, with the help of May and herself, would do all the cooking and the squaws would do the washing, scrubbing, ironing, and vegetable gathering. There were always two large tables set for the men and family and a third one for the Indian helpers.
“Her (Birdie’s) father had sheep also and when shearing time came around in the spring, she would go out and herd a bunch of sheep during the afternoons. She learned to work on the ranch as well as in the home. She led the derrick horse during the haying time and picked potatoes at harvest time. She did this each year until the family moved to Salt Lake City (in 1907).
“Learning to Work
She (Birdie) learned to ride horses, drive a team of horses, cook, sew, and crochet. All the bread, pies, and cakes were all homemade; the yeast used for the bread and rolls was made from a start and kept for years; the shortening used was lard rendered from their own pigs. She remembers her mother as an excellent cook and a good seamstress; her mother made all the clothes for the family and knitted all their stockings. She says she remembers her mother telling the children once that she even made a suit of clothes for their father.
“In her home as a girl, she remembers the straw ticks which were slept on in the summer and the feather ticks used in the winter. Candles were used for light in the bedrooms and coal-oil lamps were used in the front room and dining room.”
“Traveling Over 80 Miles to Get Groceries and Farm Supplies
From her life story she (Birdie) writes:
“When I was around nine years of age, I remember my father going to the railroad at Frisco, Utah, to get groceries and farm supplies and bringing home a pump organ. That next year we had a teacher that could play the organ and also the banjo. This is how I learned to play the chords for dance music. I learned the notes and scales and was able to play a few waltzes. I was too much of an outside girl to take interest in reading or music. My children and grandchildren, I am sure, will doubt that I had a good singing voice and played my own accompaniment. I played hymns and easy songs on the organ and also learned to play the harmonica.
“As a little girl and as I grew older, I can't remember of ever being lonesome or being unhappy. There was always something to be done. I was my father's shadow; I followed him in the fields and watched him in the blacksmith shop. He repaired all of the machinery that he used such as a reaper, mowing machine, and plows. The first year my father settled on the ranch, he cut his grain with a scythe; for years he had only a hand plow, but later he bought what they called a sulky plow that he would ride on rather than walk behind all day.
“Dad’s Accident and Other Close Calls
I can remember one of the serious accidents Father had when he fell out of the sheep camp door and down by the horses' legs. It frightened them and one wheel ran over one of Father's legs and broke it four or five inches above the ankle. The horses ran away and made a circle near where father was laying, and he called to them and they stopped, and then he crawled into the wagon. How he did this we will never know. He used a splint or rather a thin board he had for kindling, tore the dishtowel and bound up his leg and drove home. Never can I remember of seeing anyone so white and look so badly as Father did when he drove into the yard. The hired man saddled up the best horse on the ranch and rode fifty miles to get a doctor. The doctor had his own buggy and team and this hired man drove the doctor out from Ely. It took hours to make the trip in and back. Father lay without a painkiller all that time before the leg was set. He was in bed for a long time and when he did get out of bed the leg was not set properly and it had to be straightened. With all the suffering and expense, his leg was never quite straight, but he got along well on it. There were no neighbors to come in and help so all the nursing fell on Mother; and with the help of the Lord, she did a fine job of nursing him.”
Another experience of her father's that she (Birdie) remembers and wrote in her history is as follows:
“One evening he left Ward, Nevada, a mining camp where he sold potatoes and grain. He was returning home, and in the dusk he noticed two horsemen following him. He felt sure he was being followed, so he stopped, rolled his bed out on the ground and rolled an extra blanket to give the appearance of two men being in the bed. He threw his money that he had received from his produce out into the sagebrush. Those two fellows came up and rode around the wagon and the place he was pretending to be asleep; the men soon rode away but Father was sure they knew he had money with him.”
“There were no Mormons in that area at that time and there was much hatred for them, so father and mother had to keep quiet about their religion. But he often told his family that he never once doubted the truth of the Gospel; he was always faithful in paying his tithing each year and of observing the Word of Wisdom.”
T. Frank Swallow tells us this about his father:
“ On one occasion when George Swallow was freighting from Pioche to Ely, Nevada, he noticed that some men were following him, about a mile behind. He was concerned about being robbed. After stopping for the evening and then going to bed, as soon as it got dark he rolled up a blanket and put it in his bed. He then sneaked away into the dark and hid. When these men came into his camp and saw it was a blanket in the bed, they took off as fast as they could, because they knew they had been tricked, and they did not know where Dad was hiding.
“ I remember my father, George Swallow, telling me of an experience he had with a beautiful cat that had become a nuisance on the ranch. So he decided to put it in a gunnysack and take it in the wagon on his next trip to Ely and give it to someone. After he traveled some distance, he noticed that the cat had gotten away. A few days later as he was eating his breakfast, he was looking out the window at a grain field that had recently been thrashed, and he saw something tumbling over the grain stubble. Upon closer examination, he realized that it was that cat still in the gunnysack that he was taking to Ely. He said, to himself, "If that cat wants to be here that much, it can stay here.”
Melvin A. Robison, a grandson, wrote this about George Swallow:
“Grandfather Swallow was one of the finer men that ever lived. He was honest, he was good, and everybody loved him but, he didn’t have a lot of personality. When it came to kids and his grand children, he didn’t have a way with them. In fact, we drove him absolutely “zany,” Elwin, Newal, Lenard and I. Bertha and Alpha, and Annabelle (three cousins) didn’t help either.
“When Grandfather came up to Baker Creek or came to visit, I tell you, he was going to have it by us kids. He always wore a pressed suit with a vest, his hair was just combed right and he had his straw hat on. Oh, he was something!
“I remember he was up on Baker Creek one time, and we were horsing around and he said, “Don’t tip any of that water on me!” We were having a little water fight. So, the first thing, we poured a whole washbasin full over him. And, of course, Mother (I. Pearl Swallow Robison) got mad--I never could understand why she got upset! (laughter)
“But, I will say this: Grandfather was a strong willed man. Grandfather was a hard, hard worker, but a very serious man. There was no horsing around, going on around him. That was true with his hired help. He expected something done, and it got done. That is why he had a great outfit too, no question about it. But, I always figured there was room for a little fun. As kids we were not afraid of him, but I suppose he held a great deal of respect in the eyes of most.
George Swallow and his family were very patriotic. They always celebrated the Fourth of July at the Swallow Ranch.
The Impact of the Transcontinental Railroad on the George Swallow Family
George Swallow experienced, first hand, one of the greatest changes the world has seen - the coming of the transcontinental railroad and the telegraph.
In the summer of 1868 George Swallow came by train from New York as far as Benton, Wyoming. The telegraph expanded with the railroad. The transcontinental railroad was completed on 10 May 1869 at Promontory Summit, Utah. Then in January 1870 the national rail system was completed to Salt Lake City, Utah. In May 1871 they started railroad construction south from Salt Lake City; and it was completed to Draper, Utah by 1872 and American Fork, Utah in 1873. The rail line between Salt Lake City and Milford was completed in 1880, with a rail line to the mining town of Frisco, Utah; and in 1905, the railroad was completed from Salt Lake City to Los Angeles, California. The first trains arrived at Ely, Nevada on September 29, 1906.
Stephen E. Ambrose wrote in his book Nothing Like It In The World on pages 356, 357 and 369:
“Hyperbole was common in the nineteenth century. In part that was because people had had so little with which to compare inventions, advances, or changes, in part because they just talked that way. Words like “the greatest achievement ever” came naturally to them. Thus the transcontinental railroad was called the Eighth Wonder of the Word. The building of the road was compared to the voyage of Columbus or the landing of the Pilgrims. It was said that the road was “annihilating distance and almost outrunning time.” The preacher at the Golden Spike ceremony, Dr. John Todd, called it “the greatest work ever attempted.” In 1883 General Sherman, in his last annual report as head of the army, called the building of the road “the most important event of modern times.”
“They may have exaggerated, but for the people of 1869, especially those over forty years old, there was nothing to compare to it. A man whose birthday was in 1829 or earlier had been born into a world in which President Andrew Jackson traveled no faster than Julius Caesar, a world in which no thought or information could be transmitted any faster than in Alexander the Great’s time. In 1869, with the railroad and the telegraph that was beside it, a man could move at sixty miles per hour and transmit an idea or a statistic from coast to coast almost instantly. Senator Daniel Webster got it exactly in 1847, when he proclaimed that the railroad “towers above all other inventions of this or the preceding age.”
“In the twenty-first century, everything seems to be in a constant flux, and change is so constant as to be taken for granted. This leads to a popular question, What generation lived through the greatest change? The ones who lived through the coming of the automobile and the airplane and the beginning of modern medicine? Or those who were around for the invention and first use of the atomic bomb and the jet airplane? Or the computer? Or the Internet and E-mail? For me, it is the Americans who lived through the second half of the nineteenth century. They saw slavery abolished and electricity put to use, the development of the telephone and the completion of the telegraph, and most of all the railroad. The locomotive was the first great triumph over time and space. After it came and after it crossed the continent of North America, nothing could ever again be the same. It brought about the greatest change in the shortest period of time.
“Of all the things done by the first transcontinental railroad, nothing exceeded the cuts in time and cost it made for people traveling across the continent. Before the Mexican War, during the Gold Rush that started in 1848, through the 1850s, and until after the Civil War ended in 1865, it took a person months and might cost more than $1,000 to go from New York to San Francisco.
“But less than a week after the pounding of the Golden Spike, a man or woman could go from New York to San Francisco in seven days. That included stops. So fast, they used to say, “that you don’t even have time to take a bath.” And the cost to go from New York to San Francisco, as listed in the summer of 1869, was $150 for first class, $70 for emigrant. By June 1870, that was down to $136 for first class, $110 for second class, and $65 for third, or emigrant, class. Fist class meant a Pullman sleeping car. Emigrants sat on a bench.
“Freight rates by train were incredibly less than for ox- or horse-drawn wagons, or for sailboats or steamers. Mail that once cost dollars per ounce and took forever now cost pennies and got from Chicago to California in a few days. The telegraph, meanwhile, could move ideas, thoughts, statistics, and words or numbers that could be put on paper, from one place to another, from Europe or England or New York to San Francisco or anywhere else that had a telegraph station, all but instantly.”
Ranch Turned Over to Sons - Family Moves to Salt Lake City
Alfred M. Swallow’s history of his father continues:
“In 1907 when Dad decided to turn the ranch and livestock over to Richard and myself on a buy and leasing basis, he was running 1,200 cattle and from 5,000 to 6,000 sheep, and was probably putting up 1,000 tons of hay and 75 tons of grain per year, and he owned from 6,000 to 7,000 acres of farming and grazing land. I believe this was one of the better sheep and cattle outfits in the state of Nevada.
“Dad and Mother and the four youngest members of the family moved from the ranch to Salt Lake City, Utah in October 1907. They bought two homes, No. 327 and 329 East First South St. At the time the family moved to Salt Lake City, they lived in one of these homes, and the other was rented.”
Alfred M. Swallow said that he believes it was in the years 1910 and 1911 that his dad built the Swallow Apartments, at 333 East First South St., Salt Lake City.
The George Swallow Family Go to England
George, Ann and Pearl Swallow went to England for four months in the summer of 1913 when Pearl was 19. This information was confirmed by the 1913 Ellis Island Immigration records that show all ship passengers arriving in the U.S.
Melvin A. Robison, a grandson, wrote this about the trip to England in 1913.
“Something that meant a great deal to Mother “Pearl” was when she, Grandfather and Grandmother Swallow went to England for a month, sailing over on a ship. It was a wonderful thing for a young lady at that time.”
While in England they visited a number of relatives. William Crow, a cousin, wrote the following, about George, Ann and Pearl Swallow’s visit with him, in a letter to Charles Swallow dated March 7, 1934.
“I am sorry to hear Cousin George is passed on. We had a good time with him and his wife and Pearl. I can see him now when we parted at Brighton station, that is on the South Coast. My wife stayed with them a month at Brighton. She often speaks of them.
“I wrote to Cousin George (George Swallow) when I was at the Warren Farm. I could not say what year. It has been a good many years as I have been here eight years last September. We often speak of them, and we have been patiently waiting for a letter.
“How is Pearl? As I know her so well. She promised me faithfully she would never forsake writing to us, but, I am sorry to say, she has.”
George and Ann Day Swallow Visit Family in Fillmore
The Fillmore newspaper reported the following;
“July 16, 1915
George Swallow and wife, of Salt Lake, arrived here last Friday for a visit with relatives and friends.
“July 30, 1915
George Swallow, Sr. and wife, of Salt Lake, left for their home in that city on Tuesday.”
The Death of Ann Day Swallow
The Fillmore, Utah newspaper reports the following:
“December 3, 1915
Mrs. George Swallow, of Salt Lake, who was taken seriously ill of spinal meningitis in San Francisco the other day, was brought home to Salt Lake immediately after being taken sick. It is not known at this time what her present condition is, but we hope for the best.
“Mr. George Day left for Salt Lake yesterday to be with his sister, Mrs. George Swallow, while she is ill.
“Former Fillmore Woman Dies in Salt Lake City. Mrs. Anna Swallow was born in Manchester, England in 1850 and came to Fillmore in the year 1874. She lived here until 1878 when she became the wife of Mr. George Swallow and moved to Shoshone, Nevada, where they remained until 1907. In that year they moved to Salt Lake City where they lived until up until the time of her death.
“Mrs. Swallow was the mother of seven children, six of whom survived her. They are Richard of Shoshone, Nev.; Alfred of Garrison, Utah; Ray of Shoshone; and Mrs. May Kerr of Roy, Utah; Mrs. Birdie Robison of Garrison; and Miss Pearl Swallow of Salt Lake.
“Mrs. Swallow was taken sick while in San Francisco at the Fair, where she intended to spend the winter, two weeks ago. On account of her health she expressed a desire to return home. After arriving in Salt Lake (about December 1, 1915), she came down with a very violent headache. Drs. Bower, Ewing, and Richards were called immediately, pronounced it a case of Packa-Meningitus. After about five days sickness, death occurred, Monday, December 6th (at her their home, 329 East First South.)
“The body was brought to Fillmore for burial. The funeral took place on Thursday, December 9th at the Ward Chapel. The speakers were Christian Anderson and Alonso F. Robison. By request of her immediate family the Choir rendered “O My Father” and “Some Day We’d Understand.” A beautiful solo, “Face to Face,” was rendered by Mrs. E. K. Bassett after which internment took place in the City Cemetery. The funeral cortege was followed by a large number of sympathizing relatives and friends. Her family has our sincere sympathy in their bereavement.”
The George Swallow Family Reunion
There was a George Swallow Family Reunion at the Swallow ranch in the latter half of 1916. All the children, their spouses and the grandchildren were present at this reunion. The following was recorded in a local Nevada newspaper about this reunion. The exact date and the newspaper’s name are unknown.
“Reunion of Swallow Family – A reunion of the Swallow family was held at the Swallow ranch in Spring Valley on Tuesday of this week. George Swallow, father of the family, came over from Salt Lake City last Saturday to attend the reunion. He was accompanied by his daughter, Mrs. David R. Kerr, and her husband and two children. Two other daughters, Mrs. James Robison and Mrs. Doyle Robison, came over with their families from their homes in Snake Valley for the occasion and the three sons, Richard, Alfred and Ray Swallow and their families were also present. Eleven grandchildren, ‘enough to start a kindergarten’ as Richard Swallow remarked were also on hand to enjoy the day’s festivities.
“The only break in the family circle was caused by the death of the mother (Anna Day Swallow), which occurred in Salt Lake City some months ago.
“George Swallow was one of the pioneers of Spring Valley; where-by many years of hard work and good management, he built up a great ranch property which is now managed by his sons while he himself makes his home in Salt Lake City.
“As an illustration of the remarkable increase in the use of automobiles among the ranchmen of this county, it might be noted that six automobiles were parked at the Swallow ranch at the time of the reunion while at the time when Richard Swallow bought his first car five years ago he was one of the first if not the very first ranchman in the country to adopt the innovation.”
Marriage and Child of George Swallow and Matilda Chesley Madsen
On March 29, 1917 George Swallow (Sr.) married Matilda “Mattie” Chesley Madsen (known as Aunt “Mattie” by all the Swallow family). To this union was born a son named T. Frank Swallow on February 27, 1918. George, Mattie and Frank Swallow visited the ranch every summer for a few weeks. As Frank Swallow grew older, he spent most summers working on the Swallow ranch for his half brother, Richard T. Swallow. Richard’s boys used to tease Frank by calling him Uncle Frank. This made Frank mad because all of them were older than he.
Melvin A. Robison, a grandson, wrote this about George Swallow.
“Grandfather Swallow and Aunt Mattie would come and visit every summer for about two weeks, and it was during one of these visits (in 1930) that he learned he had prostate cancer. I remember the disturbance over that, when they took him to a doctor in Ely and found this out. Then, they immediately took off for Salt Lake and home.
“Frank, their son, was with them on these visits. But, he spent more time at Shoshone than he did any place else. He loved to spend most of the summers there and once he lost some of his fingers in a set of cables for a derrick at the Swallow place.”
George Swallow visited the Swallow ranch several times a year from 1917 to 1925. Richard M. “Dick” Swallow, a grandson, remembers when he was about 8 (1923) he (“Dick”) would get up early and have breakfast with the hired hands in the cook house (the original home built by George Swallow). His grandfather, George Swallow, would stay in the new house and get up about 7 or 8 a.m. and have breakfast there. Richard M. “Dick” would sit on the front steps of the new house and about 9 a.m. George Swallow would come out fully dressed in his suit and say with an English accent, “Good morning Dick, how are you this fine morning?”
Both Richard M. “Dick” Swallow and Darlene Swallow Whitlock remember their grandfather as warm and kind but formal. Dick and Darlene admired their grandfather and his fine example of integrity and honesty. They both wanted to grow up and make their grandfather proud of them. George N. Swallow, another grandson, remembers how much he liked “Aunt Mattie.” She had a good sense of humor, and George N. always got along great with her.
T. Frank Swallow told this, about his father, to one of Birdie or Pearl Swallow Robison’s children:
“George Swallow was a very quiet person. To my knowledge, he did not hold any church positions. As a young boy, I always attended church with him. He did not hold any church positions in my youth. He attended the temple and kept the standards of the Church, such as the Word of Wisdom, tithes and offerings, etc., in fact he was a very generous person with his money to those in need. He must have lacked confidence in Church matters because someone else blessed me, baptized me, confirmed me and ordained me a deacon and teacher, which all took place during his life.
“George Swallow was an extremely hard working person during the time that his children were growing up, the children born to Anne Day Swallow. I remember when I was young, your mother and her sisters telling me that I was the only baby our Dad ever held on his lap and rocked to sleep.
“George Swallow was a very generous person. There was a Sister Berrett that lived in the ward. She was widowed and had no means of income. He had her doing genealogical research for him. Later it became evident that the work she did, did not prove to be acceptable to the Church. I do not know whether he was aware of this or not, but I do know that, that was secondary because he knew she needed the money to live on.
“George Swallow was a generous person as was mentioned above. He helped many, many people by loaning (giving) money to those in need. My mother told me after my Dad's death, that before he died he went through his records; he was a meticulous record keeper, and destroyed all the papers and records of people who owed him money so that the estate would be unable, to make any claims against these people.”
Death of Matilda Chesley Swallow
Darlene Swallow Whitlock said that in early 1944 Aunt Mattie Swallow) was in the hospital in Salt Lake City at the same time Matilda Mortenson Swallow (Richard T. Swallow’s wife) was there. Since they were both named Matilda Swallow on the hospital records there was great confusion among the hospital staff. It took some time for the family members to help the hospital staff, sort it out.
Matilda Chesley Swallow passed away February 26, 1944. Her obituary from the Deseret New dated February 28, 1944 follows:
“Matilda Chesley Swallow”
“Funeral services for Mrs. Matilda (Mattie) Chesley Swallow, 68, 333 E. 1st S. St, who died in a Salt Lake hospital at 9:30 p.m., Saturday of a cerebral hemorrhage, will be conducted Tuesday at 11 a.m. 124 4th E. St.
“Mrs. Swallow was born Jan. 14, 1876, in Provo, a daughter of William A. and Matilda Robertson Chesley. She moved to Salt Lake from Provo in 1913 and was an active member of the 13th Ward, where she was secretary of the Relief Society for many years. She was married to Brigham Madsen March 23, 1896 in Provo and upon his death was married to George Swallow March 29, 1917. He died several years ago.
“Survivors include three daughters, Mrs. Irma M Mitchell, Provo; Mrs. Leah M Kirk, Twin Falls, Ida.; and Mrs. Grace M. Gosling, Portland, Ore.; four sons, Thomas Frank Swallow, Fort Ord, Calif.; Stanley A. Madsen, Blackfoot, Ida.; and Grant G. Madsen, Grand Junction, Colo.; twin sisters, Mrs. Myrtle Foulger, Los Angeles; and Grace Gordon, San Francisco; four brothers, James A. W. Graham; Elmer and Paul R. Chesley, all of Salt Lake; 22 grandchildren and 12 great grandchildren.
“Friends may call from 6 to 8 p.m. Monday and from 10 to 11 a.m. Tuesday at place of services. Burial will be in Provo City Cemetery.”
Death of George Swallow
In the summer of 1930, George Swallow was diagnosed with prostrate cancer while on one of his summer visits to the Swallow ranch. He was rushed back to Salt Lake City and put under a doctor’s care. Over the next two years, his family spent as much time with him as they could. George Swallow passed away May 20, 1932 in Salt Lake City, Utah and was buried in Fillmore, Utah.
The Millard County Progress, Friday, 27 May 1932 ran this obituary:
“George Swallow Passes Away - George Swallow, son of Thomas and Caroline Crow Swallow, passed away at his residence in the Swallow Apartments, 333 East 1st South St., Salt Lake City, May 20, at the age of 80 years. Death was due to cancer.
“Mr. Swallow was born July 11, 1851 in Stebbing, Essex, England, and emigrated to Utah in the year 1868, locating in Fillmore. Here he married Miss Annie Day, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Richard Day, and to this union six children were born.
“He later moved to White Pine Co. and engaged in ranching and stock raising, establishing the famous Swallow Ranch at Shoshone, Nevada.
“ In 1907 he moved to Salt Lake City and purchased the Swallow Apartments. His wife died in 1915; and he later married Mrs. Mattie C. Madsen of Salt Lake.
“Besides his widow, he leaves to mourn his loss the following sons and daughters: Alfred M. and Richard T. Swallow, Mrs. Doyle C. Robison, Mrs. James F. Robison, Mrs. D. R. Kerr, all of White Pine Co., Nevada, and Ray G. Swallow of Mayfield, by his former marriage; and Thomas Frank Swallow of Salt Lake by his second marriage. He is also survived by four brothers: William, Joseph, and James Swallow of Fillmore and Charles Swallow of Meadow, and 28 grandchildren.
“ Funeral services were held in Salt Lake City on Sunday, May 22. Monday the body was conveyed to Fillmore, where it was viewed by relatives at the home of Mr. and Mrs. J. W. Swallow from 10 A.M. to 1:30 P.M. The floral offerings were many and beautiful. A large cortege followed the remains to the Fillmore Cemetery, where interment took place.”