David Evans (1804 - 1883) Profile

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Andrew Jenson, Latter-day Saint Biographical Encyclopedia, 3:626

Andrew Jenson, Latter-day Saint Biographical Encyclopedia, 3:626.

High Priests of Nauvoo and early Salt Lake City

High Priests of Nauvoo and early Salt Lake City, Page 130-131.

High Priests of Nauvoo and early Salt Lake City, Page 42.

High Priests of Nauvoo and early Salt Lake City.

Historical Department journal history of the Church

Historical Department journal history of the Church, 1830-2008, January 12, 1841.

Historical Department journal history of the Church, 1830-2008, May 3, 1835.

Historical Department journal history of the Church, 1830-2008, February 28, 1834, Page 2.

Historical Department journal history of the Church, 1830-2008, March 23, 1845, Page 1-2.

Historical Department journal history of the Church, October 7, 1841.

Historical Department journal history of the Church, April 15, 1844, Page 1-5.

“[Elders] will present before the people “General Smith’s views of the powers and policy of the General Government,” and seek diligently to get up electors who will go for him for the presidency.  All Elders will be faithful in preaching the gospel.” Appointed to serve mission to Pennsylvania.

Transcript for Historical Department journal history of the Church, 15 April 1844

Historical Department journal history of the Church.

Historical Record Book

List of Missionaries White Mountain Mission

"List of Missionaries White Mountain Mission", Historical Record Book, 1855.

Historical Record Book.

Manuscript history of White Mountain Mission

Manuscript history of White Mountain Mission, May 28, 1855, Page 3.

Manuscript history of White Mountain Mission.

Temple Records Index Bureau, comp., Nauvoo Temple Endowment Register, 977.343/N1 K29c

Temple Records Index Bureau, comp., Nauvoo Temple Endowment Register, 977.343/N1 K29c, Page 233.

Temple Records Index Bureau, comp., Nauvoo Temple Endowment Register, 977.343/N1 K29c.

Barbara Ann Eawell Evans autobiographical sketch, circa 1896, 2, in Daughters of Utah Pioneers collection, 1828-1963

Barbara Ann Eawell Evans autobiographical sketch, circa 1896, 2, in Daughters of Utah Pioneers collection, 1828-1963.

We stayed there three years had plenty of work made a good out fit and started for Utah May 15, 1850. My baby was ten days old when we started.



After the Company got together Bishop Evans was appointed captian[.] they were organized and on June 15th we made a start for Utah.



The cholera broke out in camp[.] people were striken down on evry side.



There were five deaths in our company.



My husbands oldsts daughter. Mrs Ira Hinckley was one among them. That was a trying time.



I had six small children none of them had the horrilbe deasease. Had it not been for that we would have had a pleasant journey.



After we arriaved at Larima [Laramie] we all enjoyed good health.



In the year 1850 Sept. 15—we arriaved at Salt Lake Valley and lived there until Feb. 15th, 1851.

Transcript for Barbara Ann Eawell Evans autobiographical sketch, circa 1896, 2, in Daughters of Utah Pioneers collection, 1828-1963

Hannah Isabell Fawcett Nixon, Library of Congress collection of Mormon diaries, 1935-1938

Hannah Isabell Fawcett Nixon, Library of Congress collection of Mormon diaries, 1935-1938.

after awhile they got their outfit and started for Utah in the spring of 1850. They joined a company that was going, they formed one ten in the company with Bishop David Eveans [Evans] as their captain. My father [William Fawcett] had a good new wagon and 2 yoke of cows and 15 head of sheep. Mother [Jane Corner Smith Fawcett] and Nephi started to drive the sheep but Nephi got sore footed and mother got the chills through wading creeks so father put the sheep out on shares. Our wagons had projections on the sides with boards across for our beds to lay on, and our luggage underneath. One day George was alone in the wagon when it was going down a hill and the boards slipped forward and caught him around the neck and nearly choked him before they could get him out and I remember one day my father putting me on one of the oxen’s back and holding me on while they crossed the creek, and I remember one day as we were traveling near a river and there was a herd of Buffalo drinking and they were frightened and ran for the hill as fast as they could go but the clatter they made was awful and the dust flew.



Sometimes the men folks would shoot a Buffalo and divided it up and dried the meat. I never tasted sweeter meat in my life. Well, we arrived in Salt Lake City in Sept. 1850.

Transcript for Hannah Isabell Fawcett Nixon, Library of Congress collection of Mormon diaries, 1935-1938

Hatch, Abram, [Reminiscence], in Edward W. Tullidge, Tullidge's Histories of Utah

Hatch, Abram, [Reminiscence], in Edward W. Tullidge, Tullidge's Histories of Utah, Vol. 2.

Early in the spring of 1850, my brother Lorenzo and I took up our line of march from St. Joseph to Council Bluffs, my brother Jerry [Jeremiah] having gone home to get ready for the journey. Our entire outfit consisted of three wagons five yoke of oxen and sixteen cows all of which we worked in the yoke. Our family consisting of myself and two brothers and our two sisters, Adelin[e] and Elizabeth, made a kind of "co-op" outfit; my brother Jerry was married and had with him his wife [Louisa Pool Alexander Hatch] and one or two children. 
Our company was organized at Sarpee's point, Apostle Orson Hyde giving us his "send off." The company consisted of fifty wagons; and Bishop David Evans was our captain. 
On the 15th of June, we crossed the Missouri River on flat boats and then commenced the journey across the plains. I drove my own team.
 The usual drives, camps, meetings, buffalo hunts, stops to set wagon tires, talks with Indians, (all trying to keep good-natured) were the incidents of the trip. I took great delight in the buffalo hunt, was considered quite an expert hunter, and assisted in killing several. 
On September 15th, 1850 we entered Salt Lake Valley by the way of Parley's canyon; and from the elevated bench, near the eastern foot-hills of the mighty Wasatch Range, on that lovely day, we beheld for the first time the valley and waters of the great basin of the Rocky Mountains, with whose history and people my life's labor has been so closely interwoven. The company disbanded and our three wagons passed on to the banks of the Jordan River.

Transcript for Hatch, Abram, [Reminiscence], in Edward W. Tullidge, Tullidge's Histories of Utah, vol. 2, "Biographies (Supplemental Vol.) of the Founders and Representative Men of Northern, Eastern and Western Utah, and Southern Idaho" [1889], 192-93

Hatch, Abram, [Reminiscence], in Edward W. Tullidge, Tullidge's Histories of Utah.

Historical Department journal history of the Church, 1830-2008. Supplement after 31 December 1850: Page 20.

J. Millet on Cape Breton Island, 1927, 89-92

J. Millet on Cape Breton Island, 1927, 89-92.

an Experience with mountain or large Timber wolves between Fort Bridger of Salt Lake City Sept 11. 1850.



I left Saint Joseph Missouri the fore part of May 1850 went up to the starting point oposite the mouth of the platt[e] river (Council Bluffs Iowa) on the Missouri river. There ingaged to help the Hatch brothers with their out fit going with David Evins [Evans] company of Emigrants and some gold seekers on the way to California. We left the West bank of the river early in June. The Cholery [cholera] broke out in the Companies. (That year was a big Emigration to the West for Utah, Oregon and California. That year the Emigrant trail was marked by their graves. We reburied some that the wild beasts had dug up. only 6 (six) died in our company. up on the platt river I left the Hatch brothers went into Mr. John Bairs Company to drive one of his teams relieving one of his daughters from the task. The Bufflo’s were very numerous that year on the Plains running through our trains causing many stampedes, brokin wagons and other accidents. We traviled on the South side of the Platt river up by Fort Curney [Kearny] on to the South Platt. then crost over and struck the North Platt river at ash Hollow[.] There we had much trouble with Bufflo. We – began to take in the sights, Chimney rock, Scotts Bluffs[,] Laramie Peak in the distance past fort Laramie (old Fort John.) Then our Road soon intered the black hills and some red hills. we past (crost) some nice stream coming down from the Larama [Laramie] Peaks[.] The Peaks had been in sight for several days. We recrossed the Platt to the North Platt side then to the West to the sweet Water [Sweetwater,] indepindince [Independence] rock[,] Devils gate[,] up the sweet water. We crossed through the South Pass, Pacific Springs[,] Past the two Sandys, Little Sandy &amp; Big Sandy. Then crossed to and over the green river. Travel being slow, provisions &amp; game being scarce.



on the 11, Sept. 1850 Samuel Hochkinson lift John Bairs Company on Hams fork of Green River in company with Joseph Millett a boy of 16 years old. Walked to Fort Bridger Stopped over night with George D. Grant and Charles Decker. They furnished us with one quilt[,] gave us supper and some breakfast and gave us each a buisket [biscuit] a peice to go on with. They said they thought we would overtake a company on Bear river. We walked on verry fast reached bear river before or about Sun set[.] Tho tired and hungry we trudged on expecting to over take the train very soon. Darkness come on. no matches to make fire. I had my gun but little amunition. Sam had one light blanket. When the night came on the big wolves set up their dismal howl. We walked the faster. Sam being right from England that same year I thought I would scare him by telling him some of the tirrible wolf stories I had &lt;heard&gt; the lumber men tell about the wolves and their fierce attacks on black river Wisconsin. The wolves ceased their howling for a while. (my feet had got sore I took of my shoes and carried them in my hands. We quickend our pace thinking to over take the train. We past Yellow Creek into Echo Canyon. We had heard cracking of bush at our left. all at once a loud doleful howl in the road behind us. Sam sprang forward and left me far in the rear. another loud howl ahead. Sam came back with a bound saying, what shall we do. There were some trees up at the left [“]let us run and climb them.” Just then another howl &amp; cracking of bush. Sez he, “What shall we do.” “oh come with me” We sprang acrossed the creek at the North saw some bad rocks that had rolled down the Mountain. we made for one and got on it just in time to save our selves. So the wolves lost their meat. There was one aproach would have reached us but I shot with gun.

Transcript for J. Millet on Cape Breton Island, 1927, 89-92

James Amasa Little, Biography of William Rufus Rogers Stowell, 1893, 32-34

James Amasa Little, Biography of William Rufus Rogers Stowell, 1893, 32-34.

In the winter of 1849-50, Apostle John Taylor and others arrived in the settlement on their way to Europe. He had occasion to spend a night in the home of Elder Stowell. At one time during the evening he sat with his head in his hands and appeared absorbed in meditation. Suddenly, he turned to Elder Stowell and said, “When are you going to the mountains?”



“Just as soon as I can, but I do not know when,” was the reply.



Elder Taylor continued, “If you will do just as I tell you, when the next emigration is ready to go, you will be on the banks of the Missouri River, ready to go with them. Let all your efforts, all your exchanges of property, in fact, everything you do, do with this object in view. Accept it in your faith that you are going and in talking with others on the subject, tell them you are going and you will be ready to go when the emigration starts.”



“I will do as you tell me, as near as I can,” Elder Stowell replied.



He accepted that prophecy in full faith that it would be fulfilled, centered all his energies in that direction. He commenced selling and exchanging property. Everything worked in his favor. He said men would come to him wanting to buy what he had to sell with cash to pay for it or property he wanted in exchange. This happened mostly unexpectedly. When Captain David Evans’ company was ready to go on the 15th of June, he was ready to go with it. He had four good yoke of cattle and a good outfit. Better still, he was out of debt. The prophetic promise of Elder Taylor had been fulfilled in every particular.



In these moves, there were many interesting experiences that showed how providence opened the way to the obtaining of means for gathering to the mountains. There was a considerable amount of cholera on the Platte Riuver [River] in 1849 and it caused a number of deaths. It was unfortunate that several companies of Saints, among them that of Elder Stowell, travelled the road on the South side of the Platte River. Elder Stowell’s wife and her sister both caught cholera but recovered. During this period of trial, the burdens on him were excessive. He said of them, “There was much mud along the Platte River which made the roads heavy and called for excessive labor on the part of the horses. It was disagreeable to the people. Night and day I had to wait on or care for the sick, prepare and cook food, drive my team, and stand my turn at guard nights. Under these conditions, there seemed no end to toil and so I got but little sleep. Sometimes I was asked why I was never sick. I usually replied I had no time to be sick. Often the sick died in their wagons and were buried hurriedly by the roadside. It was a time that required all the faith in God that could be exercised and all the bodily endurance we were capable of, to combat the evil that had us in its toils”



At Pacific Springs, on the west side of the south pass, Elder Stowell waded in the cold water of the marshy ground around the Springs to get the cattle out—a job many were reluctant to do. Shortly after, he was taken by Mountain Fever, but soon recovered. Nothing further of unusual importance occurred to him on his journey to Great Salt Lake Valley. He arrived about the middle of September.



On this journey Elder Stowell had a fairly successful experience shooting buffalo. This was not to enjoy hunting the noble game, but it was to supply the company with meat, an item which their excessive effort and poor rations caused them to crave. Often they had gone without meat for days at a time. On approaching the buffalo range, buffalo appeared near the camp in the morning. It created quite a stir. Of this he said, “Several men started directly after the buffalo. I saddled my horse, took my rifle, pistol, and a knife and gun. I followed up a ravine to head them on their course. After the others had given up the chase, I shot the leader and returned to camp for assistance to drag it back to where the wagons were. It was very fat.” His knowledge of cattle had told him not to try to follow the buffalo, but to cut to the side he thought they would take as they ran, since they seldom ran in a straight line.



He also said, “One morning, after traveling a few miles, three buffalo passed near the camp. The captain had a bulldog which soon chased them to their highest speed. They were fast going to the mountains. I saddled my horse quickly and took over the hills across their course, and soon came up with them. They were running in single file, something that made it difficult to get a good shot. I determined to take the chances of breaking their file and so made a dash at the center one. As he turned, I shot him. We had travelled a long time without seeing any buffalo and the people were very hungry for meat.”



Another hunting experience, he described as follows, “One morning the captain discovered a lone buffalo a long way off. He asked me if I thought I could get him. I said I would try, but I would have to have someone with me since it was too far from the camp to make it prudent for me to go alone. The captain said to take my pick, and so I chose young Abraham Hatch. We saddled our horses and started out. We kept the hills between us and the buffalo, hoping to get near enought to shoot before we frightened him. In this we were disappointyed because before we got near enought to shoot, he started off at full speed. I told Hatch we would have to find him in the open now. But Hatch’s horse shied and so I had to try alone. To make a reasonably sure shot, It would be necessary to check his speed, and so I crowded him out on a ledge of rock. Suddenly he turned and dashed at me. A touch of my spur and my horse sprang to the side, barely in time to be missed by the animal. As he passed, I shot him in the side. He was soon being dragged back to camp by a yoke of oxen.



“After the buffalo was dressed, the captain told me to take what I wanted for my family, and the rest would be distributed to the company. I told him that I had no desire to fare better than the others. It was a large, fine buffalo and it supplied meat for the camp for some time. Buffalo were scarce along that route and I believe I killed all that were used by that company. The other men killed deer, antelope, etc., along the way”

Transcript for James Amasa Little, Biography of William Rufus Rogers Stowell, 1893, 32-34

"Last Respects Paid to Pioneer Woman," Lehi Sun

"Last Respects Paid to Pioneer Woman," Lehi Sun, May 17, 1923.

"Last Respects Paid to Pioneer Woman," Lehi Sun.

Lorenzo Hill Hatch, Lorenzo Hill Hatch Journal (Provo: Brigham Young University, Adult Education and Extension Services, Extension Publications,1958), 12-13

Lorenzo Hill Hatch, Lorenzo Hill Hatch Journal (Provo: Brigham Young University, Adult Education and Extension Services, Extension Publications,1958), 12-13.

We worked with Brother List three months, after which I bought him out and sent for Jeremiah. He came. We worked through the fall and winter of 1849-50. All that we made was divided between the three of us. We made some fifty wagons in ten and a half months and sold them for $26.50 each. Then we gathered clothes, tools, and provisions for our outfit; three yoke of steers, fourteen cows and all necessary things for our journey, repaired to the Bluffs, fitted our wagons up and on the 12th of June 1850, we crossed the Missouri River with three wagons, five yoke of oxen and seventeen cows.



My brother Jeremiah and his family consisted of his wife [Louisa Pool Alexander Hatch], two children and Elizabeth (our sister). My family consisted of Abram, Adeline (our sister) and myself. Thus my anticipations were more than realized. We had gathered much around us in this year and through the blessings of God whom we praise for ever and ever. We traveled in the Company of Captain David Evans. We had some cases of cholera and buried five or six of our numbers. However the trip was a pleasant one and we arrived the 17th of September 1850. Jeremiah was very sick when we arrived but he soon recovered.

Transcript for Lorenzo Hill Hatch, Lorenzo Hill Hatch Journal (Provo: Brigham Young University, Adult Education and Extension Services, Extension Publications,1958), 12-13

Nelson W. Whipple autobiography and journal, 1859-1887, 79-92

Nelson W. Whipple autobiography and journal, 1859-1887, 79-92.

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1. Having made the best araingments I could for the trip, made my wagon laid in my flour Meal bacon Candles shugar coffee tea clothing &amp;c &amp;c. on the 9 day of June 1850: we Set out for the Grate[Great] Salt Lake Val[le]y the place We had long desired to See



2.My team was one yoak of good little oxen lond [loaned] me by my friend Alonzo P. Rament [Raymond] and one yoak of cows; a tolarable light wagon and a vary good fit out for the journey[.] my cows had never bin yoaked before an did not go vary well of corse but they soon got lirnt[learnt] so I could drive them without leading.



3. My fitout I made all in the spring of 50 not having any thing towards it 3 months before[.] the first night we stoped at Bro. Tiffanys 4 miles from wher we started from[.] The next morning We bid good by to our friends that was going with and went on down the river to a place cald Bethleham and camped to wate the arrival of others &amp; for to be organised for traveling &amp;c. Bro. Tiffany went along ways with us and when he turnd to go back our feelings ware such that we could not bid him good by but he knew our fealings, for he felt the same



4. the company That Left Springville when I did ware



Samuel Williams sen: 
Samuel E. Williams son 
Nurman [Newman] B Williams 
Mary Williams 
Wife of S.E. Williams 
and the Second wife of Samuel Williams sen: 
Jarymiah [Jeremiah] Hatch and family &amp; 2 sisters 
Lorenzo D. Hatch 
Abrham Hatch 
Phinius Pettegrew and Wife 
Alonzo P. Rament



5. In a few days Bro. O Hide [Hyde] and Bro. Joseph Young and some others came down and examond our wagons and our fitout[.] Organised us into 10s[,] 50s &amp; 100s apointed Captens. &amp;c. Bro. David Evins [Evans] was captin of the first 50. &amp; John Bair of the 2.d 50.[c] thier ware [were] 105. wagons in all.



6. We crossed the River vary well without axcedente [accident] except an Old Cow that was fool enough to jump over bord and came near upseting the boats and caused us to drift down Stream a long ways below the landing but we toed up and got a Shore



 



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7. The Omehaw [Omaha] Indians ware about thier vary plenty and some ware afraid of them but they manifested no disposesion to do any body any harm or their property[.] We went 6. miles from the river and campd on a small Creek whare the Musquetoes [mosquitoes] ware So thick they like to run us all crazy



8. On that knigh [night] the Colera [cholera] apeard among us[.] one Joe Millet that was with the Hatch Boys was taken sick about dark and was vary bad through the night but nobody seemd to tak much Notice of him and did not know what aild him[.] the next day he got prity near over it and we went on for sevral days.



9. We had not gone far before we saw a grave with the mame [name] of Charlote Thornton on the head bord[.] a young woman with which we was well acquainted. We soon came to a Camp whare 2 or 3 had died. one the Wife of D. B. Dilly [Dille]



10. at this many ware much alarmd but this done no good for we had to face the Colera[.] if we turnd back and if we went on we could [not] run away from it[.] after traveling a day or 2 we came to the old pawnee Village on the South side of the Platt[e]. River[.] heier[here] we Stoped Eirly in the after noon and Samuel Williams and his Bro and my self went to examen the Vilage and gut some wood for night &amp;c.



11. Thair Wigwams or houses ware built quite Substantial of Ceder wood they had floted Down the Platt[e] from grand island a good many miles above[.] thier was not timber in sight of the Vilage. thier ware peices of ground that they had cultivated and raised much corn but had no fences[.] thier ware large holes like wells dug into the sandy soil whare they had deposited thier Corn. The indians ware all gone having bin Driven away by the Sioux or Siows Indians



12. While we was looking about I began to feal cold and a dethly feeling came upon me and I got 2 small Sticks of wood and Started for camp a distance of perhaps forty or fifty rods. but before I got thier I droped my wood and made my way the best I could for the wagon and when thir I told my wife that something aild me and I thought it was the C[h]olera



13. She was alarmed at this of corse and thought she should be left a widdow in short order. She asked me if she could do any thing for me[.] we had a wooden match box full of some kind of pills[.] I told hur to give me Some of them[.] she gave me the box and I took one haf of them at once and had Father Williams come and adminester to me with some others and for a few hours I suferd much but after that I seemd to feal a little beter and told my wife I would take the balance of those pills and did so &amp; in the morning I was comfortable again but through the night I was so restless that I could not Lie in one posision a single minute but rold and tumbled in the wagon and finely that was not big anough[.] I got out upon the ground and rold thier for hours.



14. At the time I was the worst the day before Mr. Robart G. Williams a brother of Phinious Pettegrews Wife was lying in the wagon nere ours who had the Coleria and died[.] I saw him breath his last but it did not alarm me at all as I thought of dying while I was sick. In the morning I was able to letter a [t...] bord of Seader that Bro. P. Pettegrew had shaved out in good style for that perpos.



15. Thier was some 5. or 6. died of this Diseas in our Company on the fore part of our journey[.] the names of which I will give as far as I can remember



1. Chalette Thornton 
2. Sister D[avid]. B[uel]. Delley [Dille] 
3. Mr. Robart G. Williams 
4. Miss Emeline McArther 
5. Sister [Eliza Jane Evans] Hinkley[,] Wife of Ira Hinkley &amp; Daughter of Bishop David Evins [Evans].



16. As we past along the grate mumber [number] of new graves by the road side was truly astinishing[.] We met Scartring [scattering] remnents of companies going back as so many had died. the few that was left had tirnd back for home thinking that they had got quite enough of gold hunting



17. Many of the bodies of those jentiles ware Dug up and eatin by the Wolves (which ware most numerous in the Platt[e] country.) and eaton and their bones lay to bleach in the Desart[.] this was a litteral fullfillment of Some of the predictions of the Prophet Joseph as vary meny of those vary men ware the ones that had Driven the Saints from Missouri and murderd and plunderd them. thire the names of these ware on the bords at the head of their graves and I had the satisfaction of kicking thare skulls about and trampling upon thier ribs and other bones that the wolves had left bare



18. I Shall not indevour to give a vary perticuler account of the journey across the plaines but of any circumstances worthy of any note that might be interesting to my readers. After I had the Coleria we past on day after day[.] we saw many graves of the California Emegrants &amp; to many of our people that had Started before us.



19. Nothing of note accurd untill we got near the South fork of the Platt[e] whare one of the oxen of Bro. A.P. Raments that I had lay down while traveling along and died in five minutes[.] this left [us] in a bad situation as thair ware vary few spair cattle in the Company.



20. For a few days Bro. Rament put on another yoak of his oxen but soon found his load to heavy for to spare any team and the captin took a cow of Ethin Borrows [Barrows] that was able to work and let me have hur to work with the other ox for quite a long distance untill we got up to Scotts Bluffs whare one night as I was on gard an ox came limping in to our camp[.] I took him and tied him up and in the morning examond him but could see nothing the matter of his foot but he walkd quite lame.



21. Captin Evins told me to take him along to a traiding post that was a short distance ahead and traid him for a cow or something that would help out for a team[.] I did so &amp; got for the ox a cow and put hur into the yoak and worked hur on for abut 300 miles when hur feet got vary sore and I put hur into the loose hird and Bro. Evins let me have a two year old heifer untill we got to the Valy[.] all the cows feet got vary bad[.] I used to throw mine down and clean out the durt and gravel and cloth &amp; tur and nail on S...et iron shoes[.] those would Stay on about a week when I would have to do the same again



22. I had min [been] told of the vast hurds of Buffalos along the platt[e] so that the teams could hardly git along for them but we did not see any thing of the kind[.] Some few ware seen along the road and one or two kild but they ware verry wild and hard to ketch.



23. We expearenced some of the most terrable storms along the Platt[e] that I had ever known in any Country. but still we recived no particular damage by them. Vary few Cattle died out of the Company and the helth of the people was good after we got away from the Colaria [cholera] which was about 200 miles from the Missouri River.



24. We had jeneraly peace in the Camp &amp; vary little difaculty or contensions between Brethern as had in some instances accurd. After we past the South Pass as it is cald the captin told his Company that if they felt like dancing to dance and injoy themselves as he felt as though we was deliverd from under the hands of our Enimies who would not have the power to abuse us as they had before done.



25. Maranda and Mary was sick almost all the way through and requird the attension of my wife most of hur time but Rosette [Campbell] was a splendid hand to help on the way so that Jane had but vary little to do but see to the children and take care of hir self.



26 The distruction of property on the plains this year was emence in concequance of the much sickness and so many starting out that did not know any thing what they needed on such a trip or how they could git along best[.] I am speaking of the jentiles



27. Wagons wagon irons [-] guns chains beds shirts quilts pants tools of almost evry discription cays barrels &amp;c. &amp;c. &amp;c. vare strued along in grate abundance[.] I saw 12 Riffel barriels in one place that had bin broken and bent and the stalks nockd of to prevent the mormons from bing benefited by them



28. We ware just three monthes on our journey across the plains[.] a long tedious time of it as Every one will know that has crosst those plains with ox teams or hand carts as many have done. Our provisions held out well and our cows gave a little milch [milk] all the way. and in short we got along vary wel I supose but it was the hardist 3 months of my life up to that time.

Transcript for Nelson W. Whipple autobiography and journal, 1859-1887, 79-92

Nelson Wheeler Whipple, "Journal of a Pioneer," Instructor 82 no. 3

Nelson Wheeler Whipple, "Journal of a Pioneer," Instructor 82 no. 3, March 1947.

During the spring of '50 I was fully employed gunsmithing and earning some money, but had nothing towards an outfit for a journey of a thousand miles and did not think of going to the Valley that season, but to my surprise, Alonzo P[earis]. Rament [Raymond], who was a brother indeed, asked me if I was going to the Valley that summer. I told him that I had no team or anything else towards an outfit. As he passed on in a hurry he said that he would let me have one good yoke of oxen if that would do me any good.



I went into the house and told my wife and we made preparations from that hour to go that summer.



A large company of immigrants came early in the spring and camped near my house and I did a good deal of repairing for them and made some axel trees by which I got a good deal of money.



It was quite remarkable that there was but very little corn that spring that would grow. A good many after planting their corn two or three times found it would not grow so tried to sprout it, but it would not sprout. In consequence of the early emigration that depended on corn to feed their horses on the plains the corn became scarce and rose to two dollars and a half per bushel and the common price was fifty cents.



Soon after the Mormons went to Kanesville Brother O[rson]. Hyde came up and brought type and press and commenced publishing a paper which he called the Frontier Guardian. He edited this himself and in my opinion it was a very excellent paper.



Having made the best arrangements I could for the trip; made my wagon, laid in my flour, meal, bacon, candles, sugar, coffee, tea, clothing etc. and on the 9th day of June 1850, we set out for Great Salt Lake Valley, the place we had long desired to see.



My team was one yoke of good milch [milk] oxen, loaned me by my friend, Alonzo P[earis]. Rament [Raymond], and one good yoke of cows, a light wagon and a very good fitout for the journey. My cows had never been yoked before and did not go very well, of course, but they soon learned so I could drive them without leading.



The first night we stopped at Brother Tiffany's, four miles from where we started. The next morning we bid goodbye to our friends who were going back and went on down the river to a place called Bethleham [Bethlehem] and camped to await the arrival of others and to organize for traveling, etc. Brother Tiffany went a long way with us and when he turned to go back our feelings were such that we could not bid him goodbye, but he knew our feelings for he felt the same.



In a few days Brother O[rson]. Hyde and Brother Joseph Young and some others came down and examined our wagons and our fitout; organized us into 10's, 50's, 100's, appointed captains, etc. Brother David Evans was captain of the first 50 and John Bair of the second 50. There were 105 wagons in all. We crossed the river very well without accident except an old cow that was fool enough to jump over board and came near upsetting the boat and caused us to drift down stream a long ways below the landing, but we toed up and got ashore.



The Omaha Indians were about there very plentiful and some were afraid of them but they manifested no disposition to do anybody any harm or harm their property.



We went six miles from the river and camped on a small creek where mosquitoes were so thick they nearly ran us all crazy.



On that night the cholera appeared among us. One Joe [Joseph] Millet who was with the Hatch boys was taken sick about dark and was very bad through the night but nobody seemed to take much notice of him and did not know what ailed him. The next day he got pretty near over it and we went on for several days.



We had not gone far before we saw a grave with the name of Charlotte Thornton on the head board. We had all been acquainted with this young woman. We soon came to a camp where two or three had died, one the wife of D.B. Dilly. At this many were much alarmed but this did no good for we had to face the cholera if we turned back and if we went on we could run away from it. After traveling a day or two we came to the old Paunee [Pawnee] Village on the south side of the Platte river. Here we stopped early in the afternoon and Samuel Williams and his brother and myself went to examine the village and get some wood for the night.



The wigwams or houses were built quite substantial of cedar wood which they had floated down the Platte from Grand Island a good many miles above. There was no timber in sight of the village. There were pieces of ground that the Indians had cultivated and raised much corn on but there were no fences. Large holes like wells had been dug into the sandy soil where the corn had been deposited. The Indians were all gone having been driven away by the Sioux.



While we were looking about I began to feel cold and deathly. I got two small sticks of wood and started for camp, a distance of perhaps forty or fifty rods, but before I got there I dropped my wood and made my way the best I could for the wagon and when there I told my wife that something ailed me and I thought it was the cholera. She was alarmed at this, of course, and thought she should be left a widow in short order. She asked if she could do anything for me. We had a wooden match box full of some kind of pills and I told her to give me some of them. She handed me the box and I took one half of them at once, and I had Father Williams come and administer to me, and for a few hours I suffered much but after that I seemed to feel a little better and told my wife I would take the balance of those pills and did so.



In the morning I was comfortable again. Through the night I was so restless that I could not lie in one position a single minute but rolled and tumbled in the wagon, so finally that was not big enough so I got out upon the ground and rolled there for hours.



At the time I was the worst Robert G. Williams was lying in the wagon next ours. He had the cholera and died. I heard him breathe his last but it did not alarm me at all as to my situation, and I do not know that I thought of dying while I was sick. In the morning I was able to letter a tomb board of cedar that Brother [Phineas] Pettigrew had shaved out in good style for that purpose. There were some five or six died in our camp of this disease.



As we passed along the great number of new graves was astonishing. We met scattering remnants of companies going back as so many had died. The few who were left had turned back for home thinking they had had quite enough of gold hunting. Many of the bodies of those gentiles were dug up and eaten by the wolves, which were most numerous in the Platte country. Their bones lay to bleach on the desert. This was the literal fulfillment of some of the predictions of the Prophet Joseph [Smith]. Very many were men who had driven the Saints from Missouri and murdered and plundered them there. The names of these were on the boards at the heads of their graves.



After I had the cholera we passed on day after day and saw many graves of the California emigrants and of many of our people who had started before us. Nothing of note occurred until we got near the south fork of the Platt where one of the oxen of Brother A[lonzo]. P[earis]. Rament's [Raymond's] that I had lay down while traveling and died in a few minutes. This left us in a bad situation as there were very few spare cattle in the company.



For a few days Brother Rament [Raymond] put on another yoke of his oxen but soon found his load too heavy to spare any team and the captain took a cow of Ethen [Ethan] Burrows [Barrows] that was able to work and let me have her to work with the ox for quite a long distance. When we reached Scott's Bluff I was on guard one night and an ox came limping into our camp. I took him and tied him up and in the morning examined him but could see nothing the matter with his foot but he walked quite lame.



Captain Evans told me to take him along to a trading post that was a short distance ahead and trade him for a cow or something that would help out for a team. I did so and traded for a cow which I put into the yoke and worked her for about 300 miles. Her feet got very sore and I put her into the loose herd and Brother Evans let me have a two year old heifer until we got to the Valley. All the cows' feet got very bad. I used to throw mine down and clean out the dirt and gravel and cloth and tar and nail on sheet iron shoes. These would stay on about a week when I would have to do the same thing again.



I had been told of the vast herds of buffaloes along the Platte so thick that the teams could hardly get along for them, but we did not see anything of the kind. Some few were seen along the road and one or two killed but they were very wild and hard to catch.



We experienced some of the most terrible storms along the Platte that I had ever known in any country, but we received no particular damage by them. Very few cattle died and the health of the people was good after we got away from the cholera which was about 200 miles from the Missouri river. We generally had peace in the camp and very little difficulty or contentions between the brethren. After we passed the South Pass, as it is called, the captain told his company that if they felt like dancing to dance and enjoy themselves as he felt as though we were delivered from under the hands of our enemies who would not have power to abuse us as they had before done.



The destruction of property on the plains this year was immense in consequence of the much sickness and so many starting out who did not know anything what they needed on such a trip, or how they could get along best. I am speaking of the gentiles. Wagons, wagon irons, axes, guns, chains, beds, shirts, quilts, pants, tools of almost every description, kegs, barrels, etc. etc., were strewn along in great abundance. I saw twelve rifle barrels in one place that had been broken and bent and the stocks knocked off to prevent the Mormons from being benefited by them.



We were just three months on our journey across the plains, a long tedious time of it as everyone well knows that have crossed them with ox teams or hand carts as many have done. Our provisions held out well and our cows gave a little milk all the way, and we got along very well I suppose but it was the hardest three months of my life up to that time.



While we were on the Sweet Water [Sweetwater] we met Ansen [Anson] Call and others who told us to take the new road that was called the Golden Pass which turned up the Weber river from the mouth of Echo Canyon and over into Parley's Park and down Parley's Canyon. What object his was in telling us to go that way I do not know but the road was almost impassable, much worse we were told than the other way but notwithstanding we got over, and on the night of the 13th of September, 1850 came down Parley's Canyon into the Valley or near it camped.



I was Wet to my hips as I had to lead the heifers on the lead and wade at every crossing which was not a few. After we had camped, late in the night, they got up a dance and those who felt like dancing joined in but I did not but went to bed anxious for morning to come that I might see what was before me. In the morning I walked up the bluff on the bank at the mouth of the canyon to look about. The first thing I noticed was a good lot of snow on the vast mountains on the east of the Valley. I next began to look for Great Salt Lake City, as I was told I could see it from that point. I discovered something at a distance of about one mile to the north, that looked like a few low huts or cabins which I supposed must be the city or a portion of it. I saw a small part of the Great Salt Lake and the islands in it, which all looked barren, dreary and desolate and the whole view had the most lonely and isolated appearance that could be.



My feelings were the most singular that I ever had when I reflected for a moment on the condition of a handfull of people here located at least one thousand miles from all civilization in this sterile and desolate region of the Rocky mountains, to sustain themselves and become an independent nation, which I knew they had to do somewhere in these mountains.

Transcript for Nelson Wheeler Whipple, "Journal of a Pioneer," Instructor 82 no. 3 (March 1947): 121-124

Nelson Wheeler Whipple, "Journal of a Pioneer," Instructor 82 no. 3.

The Bishop David Evans Family Association, Bishop David Evans and His Family (Provo, Utah: J. Grant Stevenson, 1972), 51-52

The Bishop David Evans Family Association, Bishop David Evans and His Family (Provo, Utah: J. Grant Stevenson, 1972), 51-52.

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