Friday, July 31, 2015

Expanding Our Foote Horizons


I began this blog almost 8 years ago.  During those 8 years I have managed several posts every month.  July 2015 has come to an end and I am barely squeaking in a post although it is a long one.


For over a year I have been on the organizing committee for a Foote Family Educational Conference to be held in Salt Lake City.  My uncle, Keith Foote Nyborg, asked my husband and I (both from Foote lines) if we would like to join us in bringing the Foote Family west for their bi-annual meeting.  The organization board members are mostly from the east and that is where they have usually met in the past.

This has been a labor of love for me and it has been fascinating to watch it all come together.  We secured a block of rooms at the Plaza Hotel in downtown Salt Lake City.  We knew that all The Days of 47 activities in honor of the first pioneers coming into the Salt Lake Valley would add to the fun so we scheduled our conference for July 23 - 26, 2015.  Many were coming with a great love for family history and the Family History Library was just steps from the Plaza.


The views of Temple Square were beautiful from the upper floors of the Plaza.  Footes from sixteen different states began to descend on Salt Lake City by Thursday afternoon.  We spent the evening getting to know one another.


The Days of 47 Parade was staged right on the corner of West Temple and South Temple where the Plaza hotel was also located so parade watching was easy on Friday morning.


Those new to the parade thought it was wonderful.  This parade has been a pioneer tradition for over 85 years.



After the parade we loaded up two buses with Footes for a tour of the Salt Lake Valley.  This had been my major assignment and I researched and read and visited various locations in preparation for this tour.  I compiled a tour guide for added reading later with pictures of those we would talk about as well as interesting maps including the first early layout of Salt Lake City and the water shed of the Salt Lake Valley.  The tour guide book was a great hit with everyone and worth all the time it took to compile it.  Now I can check off "tour guide" from my bucket list although it really was never on my bucket list.


First bus tour stop was the Daughters of the Utah Pioneers Museum at the top of Main Street near the State Capitol Building.  They hold an open house on Pioneer Day so we were also treated to wonderful eats and a strings band plus the wonderful collection of pioneer memorabilia including the buggy which brought Brigham Young into the Valley for the first time on July 24, 1847.

My granddaughters are churning some butter in front of this beautiful stained glass window honoring the pioneers.
 
After the museum the buses drove by the location of Timothy Bradley Foote's first property after he arrived in the Brigham Young Company in September 1848 located between 200 and 300 North and 500 and 600 West.  We then entered the I15 freeway on 600 North and headed south to the location of Union Fort just south of the of the I215 on Fort Union Blvd.


It is now just a monument in a one acre park in the center of a shopping complex parking lot, but this painting shows what it might have looked like after it was built in 1853.  Warren Foote, captain of a wagon train of 100, helped to build this fort and lived in this area after entering the Valley in 1850 as did his sister, Almira Ferguson, and the orphan children of his sister, Betsy Clement, who had died in Iowa. We enjoyed lunch at the Paradise Bakery on Fort Union Blvd. and then followed the Blvd. north to the entrance of Big Cottonwood Canyon seen in the middle bacckground of the painting.


The buses took us all the way to the top of Big Cottonwood Canyon.  This is where the pioneers celebrated their 10 year anniversary of arriving in the Salt Lake Valley in 1857.  This monument honors that location.  Warren C. Foote and Darryl Foote, great grandsons of Warren Foote the pioneer, are standing by the monument.


 Many of the Footes also made the quick hike around Silver Lake just west of the monument.


The bus company told me that loading and unloading the buses would take a lot of our time.  Not my Footes!  They were on and off the buses in record time.  We made our way back down the canyon, to the I215, and then along Foothill Drive to "This is the Place" monument.  From the monument we headed west past Ft. Douglas, Rice Eccles Stadium where the 2002 Winter Olympic opening and closing ceremonies were held, and finally down South Temple past historic homes and buildings to the Plaza.


The Footes held their formal meeting and raffle that evening in the Aspen Room of the Plaza.


Early Saturday morning we were off for a walking tour of Temple Square and other important places.


Those from back east kept commenting on the beautiful gardens.


I learned a few things myself.  Those "marble" columns in the Joseph Smith Memorial Building are actually wood and faux painted to look like marble.


We walked into the Tabernacle just in time to hear the pin drop.


Then it was back to the Plaza for a presentation on the use of familysearch.org before going to the Family History Library for some hands on work of family history.


There is my hubby next to the wall and my son, Eric, in the blue shirt.


On the back row were my husband's cousins.  Remember, we are both descended through the Foote line from David Foote and Irene Lane.  I guess they are my cousins, too!  My husband Glen descends through David's and Irene's daughter Betsy Clement.  I descend through David's and Irene's son Warren Foote.


Later that afternoon we met at the Church Historical Library to view the journals of Warren Foote.


They had been brought out of storage for our viewing.  There were three journals and the emigration log of the Warren Foote Company which arrived in Salt Lake in 1850.


There were pictures of Warren, his wife Artemisia Sidnie, and his children in one of his record books.


He also kept two record books of his ancestors and descendants and his temple work.


Warren's hand writing was beautiful and clear.


This is a picture of Warren (on left) and his brother, David, who came by train from Michigan to meet his brother in Salt Lake in 1888.


Once again there was a large group gathered together for this once in a lifetime experience.


Because my husband and I are related, we named our middle son David Foote in honor of our common ancestor.  He in turn has named his son, Warren Foote.  The names of David and Warren seem to pass back and forth through the generations.


Warren C. Foote, grandson of David Foote , son of Warren Foote, also stood with those with these special names.


Warren C. Foote also spoke to us about our heritage.  As he has read through Warren's Journals,  now available to all of us by CD and printed copy and soon to be digitized, he has found a common theme of belief in God, support of our country and its founding principals, and the importance of family.


When Warren finished everyone came forward to view these priceless articles more closely.  They generously let my grandchildren come forward first.


The beginning of Warren Foote's autobiography.


This was a man who experienced most of early church history and was generous enough to write about it for those who would follow.


My youngest son and his family out in the hallway.  I am so glad that three of my children and their spouses and children were able to come see the original journals.  Warren includes his testimony and desires for his posterity in his journals.


Terryl Givens who is a Professor of Literature and Religion, and the James A. Bostwick Professor of English at the University of Richmond, was our banquet speaker on Saturday night.  He is also a descendent of David Foote and Irene Lane through their daughter, Melinda.  His remarks were the perfect capstone to our Foote events.  The banquet was held in the Energy Solutions Arena where we enjoyed a festive Western Barbeque complete with red gingham tablecloths and complimentary bandannas.  I am so glad that my son, Eric, managed a selfie.


After the banquet we entered the arena for the Days of 47 Rodeo.


There were even trained bison.  Yes,  trained bison who would eventually climb and stand on top of their trailer.


On Sunday morning, the official finish of our Foote Family Event was held in the Conference Center as we watched the Mormon Tabernacle Choir as they presented their Sunday morning broadcast of "Music and the Spoken Word."  It was lovely!


Once outside everyone began to line up.


We felt it was important to capture the final moments of our family conference with a group picture.  It was truly a memorable experience and one that I am grateful to have had.

Sunday, June 28, 2015

Joseph Guernsey Brown and Esther Brown




 Joseph Guernsey Brown


Joseph Guernsey Brown was the eldest son of Ebenezer and Ann Weaver Brown. His father's family became members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints soon after it was organized. While in Illinois in June 1842  Ebenezer's wife died leaving three sons and one daughter. A new baby sister, Ann, also died at this time in Quincy, Illinois. Later Joseph Gurnsey's father Ebenezer, married a widow, Phebe Draper Palmer, who had a large family. They were forced to endure the persecutions of the early saints and were driven from Nauvoo. Ebenezer and his second wife, Phoebe Draper Palmer joined the Mormon Battalion on June 26, 1846.

Joseph Guernsey at age 22, together with his 19 year old sister, Harriet, and her husband Oliver Stratton, brought the family (Guernsey's brothers, Norman 15, John Weaver 9, and Phebe's children) across the plains to Salt Lake City as Ebenezer, Phoebe, and her son, Zermia marched across the southern part of what would become part of the United States with the Battalion.

They met their father in Salt Lake in 1849. The cattle herd they had brought across the plains were taken south of Salt Lake for feed. Ebenezer and his family took up land south of Salt Lake City on what was called Willow Creek. They built the first house in Draper in 1850.

On December 31. 1851, Guernsey married 16 year old Harriet Maria Young, the daughter of Lorenzo Dow Young (youngest brother of Brigham Young) and Persis Goodall.

About five years later, in 1856, Guernsey along with others was asked to take provisions and meet the belated handcart companies of English saints who were struggling to reach the Valley before winter. These rescuers themselves had a hard time as well with a forced drive of 300 to 400 miles across wintry mountains. They crowded their teams day after day looking ahead for the vanguard of walkers but the mountain valleys reached on, snowy and empty, past Echo Canyon on until they saw the shining Uintah Mountains, and then the Wyoming plains. At Fort Bridger a new storm stopped them.

That night of October 20th, Captain Willie and one companion, frostbitten, exhausted and riding two worn out animals, appeared out of the blizzard at Fort Bridger. They told the men from Utah, storm or not, if they did not come at once there was no use to come at all. They broke camp at once and started again. They did not stop again until they reached the Willie Company. The night before the rescuers reached them, nine more had died. The rest had not eaten for 48 hours. 

Among those Guernsey brought back to the Valley were two young ladies, Esther Brown and Elizabeth White. Brigham Young had asked the settlers to open their homes and care for these Saints, so to his home he brought Esther. On January 18, 1857, Guernsey married Esther Brown. On March 22, 1857 Guernsey took his third wife, Lovina Manhard.

Guernsey was called on a mission to England in 1864 where he served for nearly three years without purse or script, leaving three wives with children. Soon after his return, President Brigham Young called Guernsey and his family to assist with the colonization of  what became the Moapa Valley in Nevada, known as the "Muddy Mission." In the fall of 1867, Guernsey and Harriet and their eight children ranging in age from 14 years to 8 months, made the journey to help settle the town of St. Joseph. Here they lost their baby daughter, Julliet, May 20, 1868.

This area was at that time a part of the territory of Deseret as mapped out by the early church leaders and was a part of Kane County. A warehouse had been built on the Colorado River at a point known as Call's Landing. It was intended that the church would bring converts from Europe by steamships through the Gulf of Mexico and up the Colorado River and unload them at this point to continue the journey overland. The towns on the Muddy would serve as way stations where emigrants could rest and procure provisions for the rest of the journey.

The Muddy Mission proved to be unsuccessful, so far as colonization of that area at that time was concerned, and due to excessive taxes, extreme heat, shortage of water and other problems, the saints were released from the mission and were free to return to their former homes if they wished to. However, President Young strongly urged them to remain in the southern Utah area and help resettle the town sites that had been abandoned during the Indian troubles in the 1860's. Guernsey had also  brought Lovina and her children, John, Delia and Will, to St. Joseph in the fall of 1870 while Esther and her children remained in Draper.

Lovina's son John gives an interesting account of their experiences while in St. Joseph. He said when they arrived Aunt Harriet and her seven children were living in a two-room adobe house with a dirt floor and a flag roof. The roof was made from cattails, ten to twelve feet tall, cut down in the swamps, tied in bundles about six inches in diameter and tied to the stringers and weighted down, making a water-tight roof. They had a chicken coop made of mesquite roots dug from the farm land. They used these roots for fuel also, as there was no timber closer than seventy miles and no willows for thirty miles. Flour was hauled from Draper; but the "muddy" soil was rich and the climate so mild that good gardens could be grown; sweet potatoes as large as small pumpkins and his father said in jest that the watermelons grew so fast they wore the vines out dragging them along.

When the settlers were released from their missions, the Browns along with other Muddyites, started for Long Valley. Guernsey left Lovina in the town of Washington, Washington County, and he and Harriet and their family moved on. Along the way they met Harriet's brother, John R. Young. He persuaded Guernsey to go to Kanab, and they arrived there in 1871 and lived in a tent bought from Johnson's Army. Lovina and family were brought out later in the spring.

In Kanab the Browns secured two lots by squatting on them and they cultivated another 30 acres of land and built a two-room house with a room for each wife. Getting goods into the Kanab area was very difficult because of geographical difficulties and consequently most of the food and dry goods had to be produced by themselves. Sugar was almost unknown to them for several years; but good molasses was made from sugar cane that grew well here. Guernsey set up the first sorghum mill in the northeast part of town. He planted orchards with all kinds of fruit trees, vines, berries, and shrubbery. The first year he lived in Kanab he planted one acre of alfalfa and it made pig and chicken feed. He also raised garden vegetables of all kinds and raised potatoes in the Kanab Canyon and at what he called Cottonwood Canyon, a nice little tract of land about twelve miles west of Kanab. He had a few acres of meadow land in the Kanab Canyon he could mow several tons of wild hay and the country was just a mat of all kinds of wild grasses and herbs, so much so it was not necessary to have but a few-tons of hay.

It was necessary to built not only dams and canals, but roads and trails in order to get in and out of the country. The people would arrange what they called road gangs and ditch gangs and go out and build roads leading to Long Valley where hundreds of people who left the Muddy Mission had settled. The only grist mill was at Glendale (Warren Foote helped to run this mill), some twenty-seven miles over a set of rolling hills and washes, with sand so deep for a distance of thirteen miles that it would take four horses of good quality to move one ton of anything as the wagon wheels would sink into the sand from four to eight inches.

He managed to get along well for several years. President Brigham Young paid them a visit and he told the people to come out of the Kanab Canyon and farm the Valley just south of the town. It was a large fertile valley of very choice land. He told them to open the canyon and turn out cattle in it and let them tramp the water out of the meadows and swamps. He predicted that in a short time they would have a flood that would come down the canyon and wash it down to bedrock. They could then build a canal around the town and have water to irrigate the town and to reservoir the water. They would be able to irrigate all the land in the valley and raise plenty of everything we would need in the shape of vegetables and cereals and hay.

It was a fact, for the flood came and washed out the sand and swamps and cleaned the canyon out so that the water increased in quantity sufficient to successfully irrigate some 1600 acres of land. Afterwards there was another large flood which tore out sand and rocks and mud down to a lower bedrock and increased the water still more. They were able to use all the land available and have plenty of spring water to irrigate all the land. It  produced good crops of hay and some hardy vegetables such as corn and potatoes. The people of Kanab felt that Brigham was a true prophet and saved them from having to move away from the place.

The Browns belonged to the United Order in Kanab as long as it lasted. While in Kanab each of the two wives added three more children to the family. Esther passed away April 21, 1881 in Draper.

In the 1880's during the raid in which the government officials were confiscating church cattle and other property, Guernsey was appointed to take over the church cattle and sheep at Pipe Springs and run them as his own. So Harriet and the children lived at Pipe Springs for several years and Lovina remained in Kanab. The Indians were hostile at this time and even though they lived in the fort, at Pipe Springs, they were in constant danger.

 Extended Joseph Guernsey Brown family in Kanab, Utah.  Joseph Guernsey with white bread on top row.

In 1894 Guernsey bought a large red brick home in the northeast part of town (we were told at our stop at the Kanab Museum that this home was on the corner of 200 West and 300 North). It had been built by Frank Rider and owned for a few years by Henry Bowman. The Brown's ran a hotel in the home with Harriet and the girls providing meals and taking care of the rooms and the men folk taking care of the teams in the large barn and corral on the lot.

During all the years from 1870, Joseph Guernsey Brown was a strong factor in leading out with the people and assisting in the general development of the whole country. He held responsible positions, being rather a religious man, not too much so as to hamper or hinder him from leading out in any honorable thing to be done. He was one of the very hardy, and what is called the rough-and-ready but not the boisterous type. He was a level-headed, good, honest man; a man who did everything possible to assist his neighbor, either in or out of trouble, and to pay his honest obligations. He was an American and believed in giving his undivided support to his country and the President of the United States, whether or not he belonged to his party.

Guernsey served in the Bishopric of the ward for several years and was always found willing to serve when the call came from the authorities. He also served well in civic positions as well, and in matters pertaining to colonization.


Joseph Guernsey Brown died of pneumonia at the age of 83 on    1907.


He is buried in the Kanab Cemetery.



Esther Brown

Esther Brown was born November 1, 1831 in Jerby, Isle of Man, England, the daughter of James Brown and Esther Moore.  They were of Patrick, Isle of Man. Her family was not well to do so she was apprenticed as a dressmaker and milliner in her teens.  Esther Brown heard the Mormon missionaries and joined the LDS Church in London, England in May of 1853. Esther loved her English home but she thought life could be better for her in America, with the Saints, so she left her home and came to America.

Packing her few belongings it is believed she came with her two sisters, Elizabeth and Jane and Jane's husband, and her brother John Moore to America. We find all these names on the list of saints that sailed on the ship Horizon. From Church Chronology by Andrew Jensen we find this entry; Sunday, 25 May 1856, the ship Horizon sailed from Liverpool with 856 Saints under the direction of Edward Martin. The company arrived safely at Boston, and reached Iowa City by rail July 8, 1856.


 Esther's sister Jane Brown Hunter

There just outside of the city, in the LDS Church outfitting station, Esther joined with the Hunt Wagon Train Company, to cross the plains to the Salt Lake Valley, on foot. It was not an easy trip, as we know from our LDS Church history but she was strong and young, 24 years and a good walker, as some accounts of the Brown girls have related and was able to endure the hardships of the trek west. The company was late leaving Iowa and plagued by troubles from bad handcarts, terrain and weather. Esther traveled with the Hunt wagon train, which was behind the Willie Handcart Company. After their long walk they were met by rescue wagons a days travel out of Fort Bridger, in a blowing snow storm. She and her family were able to endure the long walk and arrived in the Salt Lake Valley in the rescue wagons in November of 1856.

From Elizabeth White's History,  "When we got to the foot of the big mountain, the snow was so deep I had to put men's boots on. The teamsters were tall and so was Esther Brown and she could step in their tracks, but I could not in hers. The snow was so deep and drifted but they told us when we got to the top we would see Salt Lake City. We were so thankful and delighted that it seemed to renew our strength and energy."

In Harriet Y. Brown's history it states; "Joseph Guernsey Brown found Esther Brown and Elizabeth White walking ahead of the company. He put them in his wagon and took them back to camp. Later bringing them on to Draper, as Elizabeth had a brother living in Draper. Brigham Young had asked the settlers to open their homes and care for these Saints, so to Joseph Guernsey Brown's home he brought Esther." His wife, Harriet, took her in with her warm friendly way, caring for her until she again blossomed out in all her loveliness. There was no employment for girls except to work in homes. Esther must have reached Draper with some of her belongings from England for she had a little copper of brass sign she had made for herself in England when her apprenticeship was over in dressmaking and millinery. She placed it in a window and it was displayed this way the rest of her life, 

Esther became Joseph Brown's second wife  January 18, 1857 and was sealed to him in the Endowment House in April of 1865. Eight children were born to them; Martha Salina Brown born in 1857, died in 1858; Celestia Ann Brown born in 1859 (my husbands great, great grandmother); Esther Ellenor Brown born in 1861, died in 1866; Issac Osborn Brown born in1863; Rose Anna Jane Brown born in 1865; Elleymore Brown born in 1868, died in1881; James Arthur Brown born in 1871; and Harriet Luetta Brown born in 1874.

 
 Hand drawn map of old Draper marking the location of the "Hat Shop"

As she lived in Draper she pursued employment in her home as a dressmaker and milliner to supplement the family income of Joseph's farming and when he traveled on an LDS mission to England and to the Muddy Mission in southern Utah.

Esther spent the winter of 1875 in Kanab, living in a wagon box with the wheels of the wagon sunk in the ground making it easier for her to get in or out. She lived here with five children. Esther had her heart in Draper, she still had her little house and could get more work at her trade. So by the next fall she said goodbye to Kanab and went home to Draper. As the children became older, they tended her farm. Some of the land each year was planted to a special grain which she grew to make hats of the straw. Her son Isaac said his Mother had wooden molds the shape of heads in different sizes. She would gather the straw, tie them in bundles and hang to dry. When she was ready to make a hat the straw was soaked in water, then braided, the braids wound around this head mold of wood and sewed together. A brim was added by sewing the braid flat on a table. When the hat was completed it was trimmed with bits of satin, silk or feathers. On February 16, 1881 her invalid daughter Elleymore, age 12 passed away. On April 21, 1881, Esther Brown Brown died, not quite 25 years after her trek across the plains, leaving five children to mourn her passing. Esther's eldest daughter, Celestia Ann (called Lettie), was married and she cared for the younger children after they buried their Mother at the side of her three young daughters in the Draper Pioneer Cemetery. Some of the children eventually joined with the Brown family in Kanab.

Thursday, June 18, 2015

World War II Women with different perspectives


I found these two books at my local library.  World War II seems to the subject matter in a number of books recently including Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand and All the Light We Can Not See by Anthony Doerr.  I found these two very interesting because they were told from the viewpoint of women.  A World Elsewhere - An American Woman in Wartime Germany by Sigrid MacRae and G I Brides - The Wartime Girls Who Crossed the Atlantic for Love by Duncan Barrett and Nuala Calvi were both fascinating as we are introduced to the stories of women who marry those other than their country men for love but find adjustments to another country and culture more difficult than imagined especially when related to war.

A World Elsewhere is written by a woman who never met her father as he died while her mother was pregnant with her.  At her mother's death she is made aware of letters written by her father and papers which tell a broader story of both her mother and her father.  It is need to know her father which causes Sigrid MacRae to dig deeper into the unique marriage of a German Baron and an American girl from Hartford, Connecticut who meet in Paris, marry in Germany, and raise a family of six on a farm north of Berlin as Hitler comes to power.  The author begins with childhoods lived and follows a relationship formed and the family which follows.  As so often happens in life, time and chance change and even destroy expectations.  War brings great hardships and tragedy.  The reader experiences WWII through the eyes of an American living in Germany with six children considered as Germans and in wars aftermath the struggle to bring her family back to the United States.  This book brings to light a whole new perspective of what it was to have lived during WWII.

Did you know that there were 70,000 GI Brides who followed their men back to the United States at the end of WWII?  G I Brides follows in detail the stories of four women from Great Britain who meet an American soldier, fall in love, and follow them back to their hometowns.  The storytelling is real as are the locations and not all is happiness.  There are families, especially mothers, to win over; cultural expectations to meet; war trauma to deal with in their spouses; and homesickness to overcome.  I really liked the intimate sharing of what life was like in England during war time and well as each unique love story.  I despaired with the women as they went about getting their paper work in place and securing passage to the United States some toting along toddlers and babies as well.  Once again, a unique experience shared by women in war time.

My own life as been enriched by the war time stories of my mother who was in the Women's Army Air Corp  ( a WAC) during WWII.  She sang us marching ditties, showed us pictures, and told us stories.  We held her dog tags and read newspaper articles saved.  Her time was spent as a nurse in Oakland, California working in a hospital serving the wounded of the Pacific Theater.  I am grateful for the war time experience of a woman who I also knew personally.

Sunday, June 14, 2015

Ebenezer Brown and Ann Weaver





Ebenezer Brown
Treasures of Pioneer History, Vol. 4, p. 434

Ebenezer Brown was born in New York, December 6, 1802, the eighth child of William and Hannah Sweet Brown. The family moved to Crawford County, Pennsylvania where he spent much of his boyhood helping to clear heavily timbered land for farming.

On July 20, 1823 he married Ann Weaver by whom he had five children. He was baptized into the Latter-day Saints Church in 1835, and soon after, he with his family and a brother, William, came west with the Saints to Ohio and later to Missouri. Finally they settled in Quincy, Illinois where on the 20th of July, 1842 his wife died, leaving four children. Later he married a widow, Phebe Draper Palmer.


Ebenezer Brown was among the five hundred men who answered the call of the Mormon Battalion. His wife, Phebe, went along with them as laundress. His eldest daughter was married and the boys, Guernsey, Norman and John were left in her care. He was Second Sergeant in Company A.

After enduring the pangs of hunger and thirst, footsore from walking many miles without covering for their feet, making roads and building bridges as they went, they at last reached their destination. Gold having been found in California, he, with others, stayed there to work to get means to come on to Salt Lake. He arrived in Salt Lake the latter part of 1849 and found his family there to meet him.




In 1850 they came to Draper, then called South Willow Creek, where he built the first home. He was also the first postmaster and served in the first bishopric. He passed away January 26, 1878 a faithful and fearless Latter-day Saint leader. — Eunice Waibeck


There is a bit more to Ebenezer's story.  He and his wife Ann were a part of the Dryden, New York community in the early 1800's so they would have most likely known the David Foote and Irene Lane family also of Dryden and my ancestors.  Ebenezer and Ann are ancestors of my husband, Glen.  He was not only called and accepted into the Mormon Battalion but brought the Ebenezer Brown Company back to the Salt Lake Valley. Click on the previous link to see more.  I am including a history of his second wife, Phebe Draper Palmer, who also marched with the Battalion as it is also Ebenezer's history.  If you visit the revamped visitor center about the Mormon Battalion in San Diego, California, you will find that Phebe and her youngest son, Zemira, are highlighted in the presentation.


Phebe Draper Palmer Brown
 from the book Ebenezer Brown and Descendants

 Phebe Draper Palmer Brown, the daughter of William and Lydia Lothrap Draper, was born in Rome, Oneida County, New York on October 9, 1797. The Drapers originally came from England to America in 1645  locating near Boston. The family spread through the New England states. In 1800, Thomas Draper and wife moved to Canada. His son, William, had left New York and settled in Pennsylvania.

Phebe married George Palmer in 1815 in Canada when she was eighteen years old. To them were born seven children, Lovina, Osahel, William, Eliza, Lydia, Zemira and Rhoda. They joined the Church in 1833 and gathered with the Saints in Kirtland, Ohio. George died in 1835, leaving her with these small children. In the year 1836, Joseph Smith, Sr., gave her a blessing of comfort and promise. He told her if she was faithful and wise she would be blessed with a companion who would be a man of God, and that she would be able to bring up her family right; that she would have good, happy days.

She suffered the hardships of the Saints, being driven from Kirtland to Missouri, and from Missouri to Quincy, Illinois, where the one promise of her blessing was fulfilled by her marriage to Ebenezer Brown in 1842, his wife having died and left him with a family of four children. They were driven from their comfortable homes into the wilderness, where they were camping in the year 1846. The call came from the government for five hundred of their best men to fight in the war with Mexico. The men were gathered at Council Bluffs, Iowa, where they left from, and were known as the Mormon Battalion. Ebenezer Brown enlisted. His wife, Phebe, also went as a laundress. She made many of the soldiers' burdens lighter by her kindness to them. They were mustered out of service in San Diego, California, March 14, 1848.



Mr. Brown's younger children were left in care of a married daughter, Harriet, wife of Oliver Stratton. They arrived in the Valley before the parents.

Gold being discovered in California, the parents being without money, decided to stay and wash out gold. She helped wash gold herself to help them on their journey back to the Saints who had gathered in Utah. She rode a mule (whose name was Ginny), all the way from California. In 1849, Brother Brown settled in Draper. She moved from Salt Lake in the spring of 1850 with the rest of the children, they being the first family to settle in Draper.

In 1853, her husband married Samantha Pulsipher, and in 1854, he married Mary Elizabeth Wright. In 1870, Mary died, leaving a family of small children, which Phebe took care of, making three families she raised, her own and two of her husband's. She acted as first postmistress of Draper, held a position in the Relief Society and was a faithful member. She was a well read woman and had a fair education for that time. Her husband, Ebenezer Brown, died in 1878. She lived in Draper until her death on February 28, 1879, being 82 years of age, a faithful member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

Now back to Ann Weaver, the first wife of EbenezerA grave marker has been placed in the Draper City Cemetery in her honorThere is a discrepancy with the headstone. It shows her born in 1805 and the history shows 1806. The headstone was placed in the Draper cemetery next to Ebenezer even though she is buried in Illinois. It gives the family a place to leave flowers and honor her.




Ann Weaver
This information comes from, The Faith of Phoebe, by Beverly Thompson

 Ann Weaver was born August 5, 1806 in Saratoga County, New York. Her father John Weaver is of the line of the New England Weaver Family who settled in Rhode Island in the early 1620's. The ancestry of her mother, Catherine Reasoner, has not been found. Ann was one of thirteen children, she being the seventh child and the fifth daughter. Her family had moved to the Dryden area much the same time as Ebenezer's Family.

Ann Weaver married Ebenezer Brown as his first wife 23 July, 1823 when he was twenty years old and she had not yet reached her seventeenth birthday.

She had five children; Joseph Gurnsey and Harriet while in New York, Norman while in Pennsylvania, and John Weaver and infant daughter Ann while in Illinois.

Ann died 24 June 1842 in Quincy, Illinois, where she was buried on Honey Creek. A marker, however has been placed beside Ebenezer's in the Draper Cemetery.

Ann died right after giving birth to her last baby. The baby was placed in Ebenezer's arms where the baby died.  Ebenezer told Phoebe Draper Palmer, who was the midwife and a friend of the family. " This little girl will be named Ann after her Mother." Ann was buried with her baby daughter, Ann, in her arms on Honey Creek.


For a more detailed history of Ebenezer written by his son, John Weaver Brown, go here.
For even more enlightenment go here for the history of his son, Norman Brown.