INDEX . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .1

PREFACE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 2

POEM . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .3

FIRST FAMILY GROUP PICTURE. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

WILSON LUND. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

ELIZA ANN BRACE LUND. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

ROBERT CHARLES LUND . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

WILLIAM WILSON LUND . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

BRIGHAM JAMES LUND. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

MARY AGNES LUND JUDD. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

ELIZA. ANN LUND FARNSWORTH. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

SECOND FAMILY GROUP PICTURE . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

ELLEN NIELSON LUND. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

ALFRED WILLARD LUND . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

ANNIE MARIA LUND TOPHAM . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

IDA JOHANNA LUND SMITH. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

WILSON LUND JR.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

ELLEN SOPHIA LUND BARTON. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

RICHARD NIELSON LUND. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

JOSEPH HANS LUND. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .


In the fall of 1949 we were awakened to the necessity of having a more complete record of Wilson Lund, his wives and their posterity. Many of you heard of us for the first time by receiving letters asking you to fill out family group sheets.

About this time Adolphus and Lura Lund of Yucaipa, California had the same thought concerning the search for our dead ancestors in England. The work has been slow and expensive, but progress is being made.

In our effort to bring the Lund family closer together and further the research we have had fine cooperation from most every family. We felt that the incidents in the lives of our parents and grandparents should be preserved so that those coming after us would know something of their Lund people. We contacted some member of every family to help out on this important task. In most cases it has been neglected too long and brief sketches are the result.

We are fortunate to have people still living who remember the original Lund families in Southern Utah and have given what information they could.

We are grateful to members of each family for adding more and interesting items to the sketches we first wrote. Also to those who are the sole contributors.

If you are looking for mistakes of different kinds, you no doubt can find them. Perhaps the little family stories haven*t been told just as you remember hearing them, but please don*t be too critical. We would ask that you think only of the valuable information that you are receiving in these pages.

All dates were taken from family records and are presumed to be authentic.

Our Sincere Thanks To You All

Terry and Nora Lund   Paragonah, Utah

Our Lund line started in England, over the sea,

With Richard; James, and Robert, our ancestors three.

Robert*s son, Wilson, was born in 1815,

His life is important as will be seen.

When he was young he went out for hire

While his parents lived in Westmoreland Shire.

One night Wilson heard Elders preach below stairs.

The next night he joined the circle of chairs.

He listened raptly to the message told,

And soon decided to join the fold.

His first thought was with the saints in Zion to gather,

The boat trip was pleasant

when they had good weather.

But, oh what a feeling when the beat rocked and tossed,

Sometimes it looked like all would be lost.


Wilson found happiness by selecting his wife,

He chose Eliza Ann Brace to share his life.

They were married at once when land was reached,

Then traveled to Nauvoo

where the Prophet still preached.

Wilson*s trade as a stone cutter

soon found him employ,

To work on the temple was a privilege and joy.

The mob persecutions they could no longer endure,

They were led westward to a desert for sure.

On reaching the Valley of the Great Salt Lake,

They vowed good hard work would it a paradise make.


In 1858 a Danish Hand Cart company arrived,

The walk o*er the plains Ellen Nielson survived.

She went to work for the Lunds

who were good and kind,

Her job was to help Elsa*s children to mind.

Then Wilson said to Ellen,

"If my second wife you*ll be,

For this life and forever

you will belong to me."


At the October Conference in 1862

Brother Brigham called Wilson to a mission quite new.

It was to go to St. George the cotton to raise,

If they could succeed Brigham surely would praise

The ‘Public Works Program* was started that fall,

To cut stone for the buildings Wilson answered the call.

Let*s mention Eliza’s children

giving each of their names.

Orson, Robert, Jane, William, and Brigham James,

Heber, Margaret, Mary, then little Fanny,

Eliza Ann was the last, making 10 in the family.

Those living to raise families we have in this book.

To survive those hard times real courage it took

Ellen was moved here and there her family to raise.

For her fine spirits her descendants give praise.

Her children were Alfred, Annie, Ida, and Ellen,

Wilson Jr. Richard, Joseph, and Stephen.


Then the Temple was completed,

Wilson*s mission was o*er.

He came to Paragonah to live evermore.

We, his descendants, owe a debt to his name,

To find our dead ancestors

and know each other the same.

May the pages of this book serve that purpose to us.

I*m sure we*ll succeed if in God we will trust.




1815 — 1889

By Nora Lund, Historian

Lest our grandfather Lund*s vigorous personality slip quietly away to join the forgotten myriads of the past, I am making this little study of this rugged pioneer.

In thinking of grandpa Lund, we must not think of him as some angelic idol on a pedestal, who in passing from mortal life, had his failures wiped away and retained for memory, only those things which brought pleasant results.

I have been told by some of his children that he had a fiery temper. He was a strict disciplinarian as far as his family was concerned, and allowed his children few privileges. But as Aunt Annie Topham laughingly said, "He was a good father when he wasn*t cross and every thing went to suit him."

I realize this story should not begin with Wilson Lund. I would like to reach back into the dim past and introduce some of the many progenitors that made the life of this man possible.

At this time, however, I am only prepared to say that he was born in Bethnal Green, Westmoreland County England, 9 February 1815. His parents names were Robert Lund and Mary Wilson Lund. His grandparents were James and Elizabeth Robinson Lund and Richard and Elizabeth Burton Wilson.

I would also like to tell something of his early life in England but that point has been neglected too long, as nothing has been written down. His only living child, Annie, the eldest daughter by his wife Ellen is 87 years old at the present time, 1949. Her mind is quite alert and she remembers vividly the happenings of the past.

I am able to acquaint you however, with the story of his conversion to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, as told to me by Terry*s Uncle Zera P. Terry, who was a good friend of Wilson and heard him tell this incident many times.

Grandpa Lund as a young man had employment away from home. He was boarding with a family of acquaintances, Mormon Missionaries had caused this family to become very interested in a new religion. On one occasion when they were holding a cottage meeting at this home, Wilson was asked to meet with them and hear the message of the Elders. He would have none of it and stalked importantly from the room, presumably to go to bed up stairs. However, he was blessed with a liberal amount of curiosity and remained on the steps to listen. The Lord touched his heart and caused him to know that every word he was listening to was true.

After this he sought out the Elders and asked for their literature. He was very humble and prayerful in his study and soon applied for baptism.

Family stories have it that one sister joined the church and came to America with him. Her name was Fannie, who later married a Mr. Kitchen.

He married Eliza Ann Brace, whom he met on the ship, as soon as they reached land. She was a convert to the church and came from Hereford, Hereford Shire, England. She was born Oct. II, 1821. They came on to Nauvoo, probably in the early 1840*s. Here Wilson worked at his trade, that of a stone cutter on the Nauvoo Temple which was used in 1846. He was also an active member of the Nauvoo Legion.

To the Lunds was born Orson Hyde Lund, 17, Sept. 1845, who only lived a short time, passing away 14, Nov. 1845.

Records show that Wilson Lund received a patriarchal blessing 8 Feb 1845, at the hands of Patriarch John Smith. He also received one 30 Jan 1875 from M. 0. Perkins, and another one 12, June, 1875.

The persecutions and mob violence the innocent Mormons were forced to endure were getting more severe all the time. The Prophet Joseph Smith and Hyrum had been killed, Brigham Young was at the head, directing the people. Word had been circulated that their only hope for safety lay in moving westward to the Rocky Mountains.

The Saints were seeking employment wherever they could to obtain money to outfit themselves for the westward journey. Wilson Lund had a friend, William Adams (later settled in Parowan) who was also a stone cutter. They took a contract to quarry and dress stone for William Champion of New Diggins, Wisconsin, which was about 10 miles from Galena, Illinois. Here they were allowed to live in peace.

Robert Charles was born at rew Diggins, 29 May 1947. The Lund family remained there for some time and they were successful in their work. They were careful to save their money until they had three or four hundred dollars. When the stone contract was completed, the men worked on the state house in Springfield, Illinois to get more money. In the spring of 1849 they traveled on. They stopped at Carthage and examined the jail where Joseph and Hyrum were assassinated and on to the city of Nauvoo.

It was hard for Wilson and Eliza to have to see their home in Nauvoo occupied by strangers, when they hadn*t received any pay for their property. Through Iowa they kept on the old Mormon trail, they passed many families who had stopped to rest along the way.

Near Council Bluffs the Lunds were also delayed for awhile because it was here that Jane Eliza was born, 23 April 1949. They eventually traveled on and joined the rest of the Saints at Council Bluffs. Here companies of 100 wagons were organized, then companies of 1st and 2nd fifties. The Lunds were believed to have traveled with Captain Alred*s 2nd fifty. Andrew H. Perkins was Captain of the 100, and Enoch Reese Captain of the 1st fifty.

They started on the 7th of July 1849. The journey was quite pleasant until they arrived in the Pawnee Country. Here they were obliged to corral their cattle at night to keep them from being stolen by the Indians. The cattle got restless and uneasy, broke out of the corral and stampeded, a few got killed and several were crippled. Hardly a day passed that part of the company didn’t have a stampede. Traveling on the road the cattle would get excited and run off with the wagon and contents. Brother Hawk*s wife was killed, and it is believed that she was the only person who lost her life in the dangerous trials the company passed through.

The plains from Fort Kearney were covered with Buffalo until they reached Fort Laramie. Thousands could be seen as far as the eye could reach. The company had to stop to let them pass for fear they would be run over. The company was traveling by tens on account of the danger in stampedes and made slow progress, taking them three and one half months to make the Great Salt Lake Valley.

In Salt Lake Grandfather worked at his trade as a stone cutter on the church buildings.

Aunt Annie Topham says she has heard her father speak of a Brother Robert who came to Salt Lake and hunted him up. He was rather a rough sort of a fellow and was not a member of the church. Consequently, grandpa was a bit relieved when he went on his way.

On 12 June 1852 the fourth child, William Wilson, was born to this couple. On the 14th of December 1854 another son, Brigham James was born. Two years later on 12 December 1856 Heber John cam along, but he died at birth. Then on Nov. 23, 1857 another girl was added to the family, Margaret Elizabeth, but she died in Salt Lake, 17 July 1862.

On Sept. 13, 1857 a twenty year old Danish girl, Ellen Nielson, arrived in Salt Lake City with Captain Christiansen’s Hand Cart Company. She went to work for the Lund family.

Plural marriage was being practiced by the church at this time. It wasn’t long until grandpa took Ellen for his second wife, March 1858. He made a home for her out west of the city near the Jordan river. Here their first son, Alfred Willard, was born 27 Oct. 1860. Then on 7 Dec. 1860 Eliza bore him another daughter, Mary Agnes. Next in turn was Ellen*s first daughter, Anna Maria, born 21 Oct 1862.

At October conference of 1861 a large company was called to settle St. George, so named in honor of George A. Smith, the official father of the Cotton Mission. They arrived on 2 December 1861.

These people were a progressive group and the old Social Hall was the first public building erected in St. George. Contributions for it were taken while the people were still in Camp before the townsight was surveyed.

The first years were hard, for the river was unmanageable and the soil was full of alkali. Only the public work programs ordered by President Brigham Young kept the town going. First it was the Tabernacle, begun just six months after the first wagons pulled into the Valley. Before it was finished work began on the Temple, and in the meantime the Court House was erected. All these called for donations of food from the northern settlements. This gave the people an opportunity to earn what they ate.

Now that the public work programs were being undertaken in the south, more skilled workers were needed down there. So again at October Conference of 1862 another group of people were called. Wilson Lund was among this group, no doubt because of his ability to cut stone, the main substance these buildings were made of.

As a part of this company, Wilson and his families arrived on New Year*s Day, 1863. They lived in their wagon boxes until homes could be built. Wilson set to work immediately on the ‘Public Works*.

In the spring of 1862 Apostle Erastus Snow found the Saints had a great amount of surplus stock. The church had a few tithing animals who were also in need of feed. He called John, Charles, and William Pulsipher to take them north thru the hills in search of feed. By the help of Nephi Johnson and the Indians they landed at Shoal Creek 50 miles north and west of St. George.

In May of 1863 Apostle Snow called Thomas S. Terry and families to join the Pulsipher boys. In the spring of 1864 we have record of Wilson Lund and one or two other families going to Shoal Creek. Family stories have told that it was Wilson*s second wife Ellen and her two children, Alfred and Annie who moved up there in company with Eliza*s oldest son Rob, then a young man. Later Will and Brig helped out with the cattle.

Some of their time in the summer was spent at Calf Springs where they would break wild cows to milk. They made butter and cheese. They sent a portion of it to St. George to help with the living of the other family.

On 23 February 1865 in St. George Eliza gave birth to her last child. She was named Eliza Ann after her mother. This made 10 children in all for Eliza. On January 18, 1866 Ida Johanna was born to Ellen at St. George.

For many years Wilson devoted most of his time to the ‘Public Works’, but to help out with the living of his families he made and peddled grind stones. He traveled thru Washington and Iron Counties and to some of the towns in Eastern Nevada. He was able to find just the stone he wanted up in Diamond Valley, north of St. George. He would block the stone and pick it out of the quarry. He would then take it home where he had meager tools to complete the stones for sale.

Some where around 1867 Wilson thought Ellen and the children could do better at Pine Valley, so he moved them there. Their first house was a little two room log affair, bettered later on.

Here the family struggled along with a bare existence for about seven or eight years. The increase to the family numbered three while they lived here. Ellen Sophia, born 21 June 1868, Wilson Jr. 10 June 1871, and Richard Nielson, 17 April 1874.

About 1875 they left Pine Valley and moved back to Shoal Creek, which was then called Hebron, quite a thriving little community. Joseph Hans was born in Hebron, 6 May 1876. Then Stephen was born 17 July 1878, but he only lived 3 days. That was the last child born to Ellen, making eight.

After the St. George Temple was completed and dedicated in 1877 President Brigham Young gave Wilson a blessing and told him to go and live where he could be most comfortable and happy. Through the years as he peddled his grind stones up and down the country he liked the little town of Paragonah in northern Iron County. He thought it would be a good place to bring his growing boys because land was still available for home steading. It was in 1881 that he brought his wife Ellen and family and came to Paragonah. He bought a lot with an adobe house on it from Hyrum Stevens. It was situated in the south part of town.

Later it was remodeled extensively, added to and lived in by Richard and his family. After Richard*s death it was vacant for a few years; then in 1949 it passed out of the hands of the Lund family who had possessed it for some 68 years to Jim Stones, a descendant of an old Paragonah family. Wilson also secured farming land which his boys were able to help care for and add to for their own livelihood.

It would be interesting to know the extent of his posterity at the present time, 1953. We know he was the father of 18 children, twelve growing to maturity. He also had 67 grandchildren.

His oldest son by his wife Eliza Ann was Robert Charles. He went to Salt Lake City and learned to be a telegraph operator when he was a young man. He worked in President Brigham Young*s office in this capacity for some time.

He married Mary Ann Romney, daughter of Miles and Elizabeth Gaskell Romney of St. George. They were the parents of 10 children. Robert joined partnership with Thomas Judd and Edwin Woolley in the mining and mercantile business at Silver Reef and St. George.

William Wilson, married Anna Elizabeth Wiltbank, daughter of Spencer Walton and Anna Sanders Wiltbank of St. George. They were the parents of 11 children. In 1879 they were called to go to the east central part of Arizona with many other families from St. George to strengthen the Mormon settlements on the Little Colorado.

Brigham James married Rosilla Polly Branch, daughter of William Henry and Emily Cornelia Atwood Branch of St. George. They became the parents of 10 children. Brig and his family have very successfully followed the mercantile business. First in Silver Reef and then in Modena and Enterprise.

Mary Agnes married Thomas Judd, son of Thomas and Mary Jane Ashworth Judd. She was the mother of one son. She was an outstanding leader among the people of St, George and accomplished much in her short lifetime. Eliza Ann became the wife of Reuben Joseph Farnsworth, son of Moses and Elizabeth Stewart Farnsworth. She was the mother of 7 children. She taught school before she was married. She was a dutiful daughter and a loving mother to her four children who grew to maturity.

Wilson*s oldest son by Ellen was Alfred Willard. He married Minerva Susan Terry, daughter of Thomas Sirls and Mary Ann Pulsipher Terry of the Terry Ranch near Enterprise. They were the parents of 6 children. He made his home in Paragonah. He farmed and freighted for a livelihood.

Annie Maria married Thomas Amenzo Topham, son of John and Betsy Baker Topham of Paragonah. They had a family of 5 children, 3 growing to maturity. She was noted for her life of service. She gave graciously of her time to her family, her church, and her community.

Ida Johanna married Seth William Smith, son of Richard and Tabitha Holroyd Smith of Beaver. Ida was never very strong but she worked what she could in the church and at home. She died soon after her first child was born.

Wilson Jr. married Sarah Jane Williamson, daughter of William and Martha Knowles Williamson of Paragonah. They became the parents of three children before he died at the age of 36. He was a hard working freighter and farmer.

Ellen Sophia married Stephen Alma Barton, son of John Samuel and Eliza Jane Gingell Barton of Paragonah. They were the parents of 7 children. Her main job was that of a homemaker. Her husband was a farmer and freighter.

Richard Nielson married Adelaide Abigail Lamoreaux, daughter of David Albert and Hulda Messenger Lamoreaux of Paragonah. They were the parents of six children. Richard was devoted to his family and farmed for a living.

Joseph Hans never married. He worked cooperatively with his brother on the farm and at stock raising. He was an ardent church worker.

It can be said of Wilson Lund that he left a fine posterity. His descendants have followed many professions and have been successful in their undertakings. Those who boast of the Lund blood in their veins are hard workers, dependable and fair in their dealings with fellowmen. These characteristics are made doubly strong by the fine mates the Lunds chose.

They have been outstanding church workers, holding offices of responsibility. Many have filled missions, paying the debt we owe to the early missionaries who took the gospel message to Wilson, our grandfather and his wives in the Old Country.

He died July 26, 1889 at the age of 74. He was well prepared to meet his Maker. There was no cemetery in Paragonah at that time, so he was taken to Parowan for burial.


1821 - 1908

Arranged by Nora Lund, Family Historian

It is regrettable that a more complete history cannot be included in these pages in describing the life of this wonderful woman. Records show that she was born 13. October 1821 in Hereford, Hertfordshire, England. Nothing of her early life is known to her family with the exception of a few little stories.

In the hope that her descendants may be stimulated to greater genealogical research I am going to include a little story which had been handed down by word of mouth in at least one particular Lund family. I understand some believe it and some do not.

The story is told that Eliza Ann was the daughter of Peter Grazen and Jane Brace Grazen. (In the records of another descendent of Eliza*s I find the name spelled Graton.) As a young girl she heard the Mormon missionaries from America preach the true gospel of Jesus Christ. Her heart was touched and she believed their message. When she was baptized, her father was so angry that he disowned her. He told her to ‘get out* and led her to feel that she was not worthy of baring his name.

Thus driven from her home she took her mother*s maiden name of Brace by which she was known from then on. Her grandparents on the Brace line were John and Jane Brace.

As soon as possible she set sail for ‘Zion* with a company of Saints. I am indebted to Eliza*s granddaughters, Elizabeth Lund Hill and Jennie Lund Brown, for most of the information that I am able to give from now on.

They tell that their grandmother was engaged to a certain young man before she left England. When she saw him wipe his nose by drawing his sleeve across it, she took her ring off and threw it into the ocean in disgust.

Perhaps we can imagine that she already had her eye on young Wilson Lund who was also a Mormon convert from Westmoreland, England and a member of the same group of Saints. She always told her family that she met Wilson on ship board and that they were married as soon as land was reached. So it was that two lonely people were united and to them, our ancestors, we owe a heritage debt for the fine family name which we bare.

The Lunds came directly to Nauvoo, the gathering place of the saints at that time. Wilson was a stone cutter by trade and worked on the Nauvoo Temple. When it was completed, he and Eliza received their endowments there and were sealed to each other for time and eternity.

Orson Hyde of early church history must have been a great friend of this couple because when their first son was born 17 September 1845 at Nauvoo, Illinois, they named him Orson Hyde Lund. The little fellow died 14 November 1945.

The Saints weren’t permitted to enjoy the comforts of their beautiful little city, for they were driven here and there by wicked men. The Lord made known to President Brigham Young after the death of the Prophet Joseph Smith that the people would have to move farther west in order to be out of reach of their enemies.

Eliza wanted to go along with the first company of Saints to have the honor of being among the original pioneers, a fact she was always just a little disappointed about. When the first company left, her husband had signed a contract with William Adams to go over the state line to New Diggings, Wisconsin to quarry rock for William Champion. By this employment they were able to get money to fit themselves out for the journey west when they did get ready to start.

It was here in Wisconsin that she gave birth to her second son 29 May 1847. He was given the name of Robert Charles, no doubt called Robert after his grandfather; Robert Lund. It was a relief to be able to live in comparative peace, but they weren*t entirely happy to be so far away from the main body of the Saints. As soon as the contract was satisfactorily filled, the Lund and Adams families in company with Thomas Judd and the Henry Barney families bought wagons, cattle, and supplies and started on their way to Utah, across the state of Illinois and into Iowa.

It was near Council Bluffs, Iowa where Jane E1iza was born 23 April 1849. She was given the name of Jane for her grandmother and Eliza honoring her mother.

Thus it was with her two little children and meager supplies she traveled along day after day courageously looking ahead to the life she could make for her growing family in the new land ahead.

The little city of Salt Lake was a welcome sight to her on that fall day of 1849 as the slow oxen came to a stop. She was happy to be ‘home* at last. The first thing she and her husband did was make a place to live.

When the Salt Lake Temple was started in 1853, Wilson Lund gave much of his time in helping cut the stone for the lower part of this fine building, just as he had on the Nauvoo Temple.

In June 1852 William Wilson was added to the family, named for his father. Brigham James came along in December 1854. Heber John came December 1856, but he died at birth. Margaret Elizabeth came in November 1857.

In the fall of 1857 Eliza welcomed into her home as a ‘hired girl* Ellen Nielson, a young Danish convert who had just arrived from the Old Country. Ellen could not speak English nor could Eliza understand Danish, but they managed to get along well together. It was early in 1859 that Wilson took Ellen as his second wife. Polygamy was being practiced and preached at that time in order to further the Lord*s work.

Eliza gave birth to Mary Agnes in December 1860, named for her grandmother, Mary Wilson Lund. She came just a few months after Ellen*s first child Alfred, born in October.

Eliza was again in delicate health in the fall of 1862 when her husband was called to go south to St. George. The trip was so hard on her that she was obliged to stop at Fillmore with friends to rest. She kept the two little girls with her and sent the four older children along to St. George in the care of Ellen.

It was in Fillmore that little Fanny Emma was born 14 January 1863. As soon as she could, she traveled on to join her family in Dixie. Her little daughter, Margaret Elizabeth died 19 July 1863 and little Fanny Emma passed away 23 September 1863. Her last child, Eliza Ann, was born in February 1865 in St. George.

She again put forth her efforts in helping to provide a home for her family. Life in this new locality was not easy, especially for Eliza and Ellen whose husband spent most of his time cutting stone for the Tabernacle, Temple, and other public buildings.

Eliza made her own soap for household needs, the lye being derived from the ashes of the cotton wood trees and saleratus. She was careful to bank her fire at night so she would have live coals in the morning to begin her cooking. The heat in the summer was intense with no shade to give relief. Flies and insects were prevalent to torment them, and the water was poor that supplied their needs . The soil was so alkali that it was hard to raise a garden. No doubt Eliza had many discouraging moments and real sorrow came when her 16 year old daughter, Jane Eliza, died 22 January 1866.

As the years went on the living conditions of the Lunds were much improved for they had a very comfortable adobe home situated in the south west part of town. These added comforts were much enjoyed and appreciated.

Eliza*s first thought was her family. Their religious teachings were never neglected and she realized the importance of education by helping to encourage them in every way she could to get what schooling was possible.

In due time the children started seeking companions and making homes for their own. Robert Charles married Mary Ann Romney. William married Anna Elizabeth Wiltbank. Brigham chose Rosilla Polly Branch. Mary married Thomas Judd, and Eliza Ann married Ruben Joseph Farnsworth.

When the St. George Temple was completed and dedicated in 1877, Eliza was chosen and set apart as one of the first ordinance workers. This position she filled faithfully and well. In fact she was at the Temple the day before she died.

Her granddaughters say she always took her grandchildren to the Temple and had them baptized when they were eight years old.

It was about the year 1881 when Wilson moved his wife Ellen and her family from Hebron to Paragonah where he spent the rest of his days there with her. He occasionally went to St. George to visit and do temple work. He died 26 July 1889 in Paragonah.

Elizabeth and Jennie recall how expert their grandmother was at washing and ironing, an art she had acquired by working in the laundry in the Old Country. She insisted on doing the washing and ironing for her son Robert and, family in return for the financial help he was able to give her. She was very independent and wanted no favors unless she could do a little in return.

Robert would buy her nice clothes, but these she wore only on Sundays and special occasions. She seemed to feel more at home dressed in a bascue waist, worn with a black skirt over which was a very neat blue and white checkered apron. Whenever she left the house, she always put on her sun bonnet. She was very witty and good company for old and young.

Eliza lived to the good old age of eighty-seven years, and she was active and alert to the last. She was cared for by her daughter, Eliza, and family who made their home with her. Death came on June 29, 1908. She was buried in the St. George cemetery.



Mary Phoenix-Granddaughter

The year of 1847 saw the persecuted Latter Day Saints begin their long trek across the plains to the land nobody wanted. In 1846 when the vanguard company reached the frontier, the leaders realized that their plans must hastily be revised. The great body of Saints both in this company and in those hastily assembling to follow, lacked cash. The leaders were practical men who knew well the fanaticism of their followers. They could not stop them until they were prepared, and the leaders knew the suffering and privations that were inevitable. As a compromise solution they proposed to ask the men of the group who had the most marketable talents to remain there – to serve on a type of mission. They would secure employment and turn their wages to the Church Immigration Fund. Among those so chosen was a young man, Wilson Lund, from Wales.

Wilson Lund and his wife, Eliza Brace Lund, accepted the order to work for the Church Immigration Fund, as they did any from their revered authorities. However, it was a great disappointment to them as they had wanted so to be counted among the first to reach Zion. It was a lifelong sorrow to them that they could not be honored as pioneers of 1847.

Wilson Lund was a first class mechanic and he found much to do in that frontier locality. In the spring of 1847 they were settled in Wisconsin. When their former travel mates were still six weeks from their destination, Eliza bore their second child, a blond curly headed son, who they formally christened Robert Charles and lovingly called Rob. He was born May 26, 1847 at New Diggins, Wisconsin.

In the year 1848 they were formally released from their work to help the Church Immigration. They joined a wagon train and crossed the continent to the Great Salt Lake Valley. They settled in Salt Lake City.

Wilson Lund found his trade much in demand in the new city and for 12 years they remained in Salt Lake. Young Rob had much the same life as any other pioneer lad of any age. There was little formal schooling and much maturing responsibility.

He was only twelve when the family was called to Southern Utah. He was old enough to realize the sacrifice it entailed, the giving up of the financial security that they had worked so hard to secure, leaving their friends and civilization to start over again. He was only 12, but he was second man on that torturous journey. His father had to have help and in the best frontier tradition he supplied it.

He felt an immediate kinship with this new country. The vivid colors, the heat and drouth, the elements that frightened others appealed to something deep within him. He never lost this feeling. Through the story of his life, we find the pattern of his devotion to Utah*s Dixie repeating itself over and over again.

His life did not distinguish itself from his fellows until he was in his mid teens.

Brigham Young was an aged and ailing man now and decided he would like to escape the severe northern winters. With the decision to build a Temple in St. George this seemed to be an ideal spot for his winter home. There was, however, one drawback. President Young must continue to carry on the Church business. Because of the slow and uncertain mails he must reply on the telegraph line which was in the process of construction. His business was private and not to be bandied about. He decided to have a young man trained for this telegraph work. He made discrete inquiries among the St. George church and business leaders. The man had to be young enough to learn readily, old enough to keep his own council, and he must have the natural gift of leadership. Their unquestioned choice was young Rob Lund. President Young took him to Salt Lake where he attended school. Somewhere around his 18th birthday he passed his tests and became the official telegraph agent for Southern Utah for Brigham Young and for the L. D. S. church.

During this period he became interested in the old Co-op store and throughly learned the mercantile business. He and his friends, Thomas Judd and E. W. Woolley, felt that their was a great opportunity for a general merchandise store. They managed to convey this idea to ZCMI, and with the backing of this firm they opened Woolley, Lund, and Judd. The business was an immediate success and played an outstanding part in the settlement of Washington County. It acted as a bank and credit agency for Southern Utah and Northern Nevada. When Silver Reef flourished, they opened a sister establishment there. They were official representatives for Wells Fargo.

Success did not make Robert Lund forget his interest in the welfare of St. George. He was a man of vision whose philosophy was 50 years in advance of his contemporaries. He believed that successful business was a never ending cycle. Whatever they could do to provide a local payroll to improve local conditions would reflect in better business.

A good example of this is the part he played in building the Washington Field Dam. Every year the men of the community barricaded the Virgin River with a dirt dam. Because of the lack of mechanical resources and financial assistance this had to be done with back-breaking physical labor. Every year the flash floods defeated them. A real crises confronted them. They must have a permanent dam or the agricultural foundation upon which the community was build would collapse. Perhaps the entire Dixie Cotton Mission would have to be abandoned. The question was ‘how*? Without money for large equipment it seemed impossible. R. C. Lund supplied the answer. Woolley, Lund, and Judd had had a contract to grade the railroad bed from Milford to Modena in Utah. This work had been completed, and the contractor found himself and his equipment idle for the winter months. Robert persuaded the man who owned the large equipment to come with his experienced men and large machines to build the dam. The small equipment needed by the farmers was supplied at a reduced price by Woolley, Lund, and Judd. Payment for the use of the large equipment was little more than food for man and animals. For this reason R. C. Lund was referred to as the ‘Savior of the Cotton Mission*. He was chosen as the first president of the Washington Field Canal Company.

Woolley, Lund, and Judd had contracts to build roads and carry the mails. For this they used local men to do the work. Providing employment for many.

When the price of silver dropped and the big silver interests left Silver Reef, Woolley, Lund, and Judd operated the mines with local help as long as it was feasible. Some local men discovered the rich Apex Mine west of St. George but were unable to work it because of lack of funds. Woolley, Lund, and Judd firm bought out other interests and worked the mine and built a smelter. These projects provided employment for the entire impoverished Southern Utah – Nevada area.

Albert E. Miller, illustrious Southern Utah historian, in his book, Immortal Pioneers, sums up the part he played this way: "If there was a person needed a wagon, harness, or mowing machine, with a promise to make payment in labor, hauling or farm produce, all that was required was to ask "Bob Lund" and the order to extend the credit was given. Thus was restored the almost exhausted resources of the people who had spent their all in an endeavor to establish themselves and build up the country."

He was a man of many interests and according to his diary his great desire was to bring the railroad to St. George. He worked unceasingly toward this goal. He was a director of the railroad company that extended the line south of Salt Lake and remained so until it was sold to the Salt Lake-Los Angeles Line.

The town of Lund in Iron County, Utah was named in his honor.

His picture labeled ‘Colonel* appears on the official rolls of the Southern Utah Militia.

Politically he was a life-long Democrat. He served his city as Mayor for two terms and also was city councilman a number of times. He also served as Commissioner for Washington County. He was a member of the Utah Territorial Council. When Utah became a state, the first governor, Wells, a Republican, chose R. C. Lund as chairman of the State Equalization Board. This position he held for the remainder of his life, being re-appointed by each succeeding governor regardless of party affiliations. Just as an interesting sidelight he set a record that has not been broken even today nearly a half century after his death. He is the only citizen of St. George to be nominated to a high state position. He ran for Secretary of State on a defeated ticket, headed by the late James H. Moyle.

Bob himself often said that the one factor that had the most influence on his entire life was his marriage which took place when he was 23 years old. His bride was Mary Ann Romney. Her life*s training was quite different from his. Her father, Miles Romney, was the master architect or carpenter for both the Tabernacle and Temple. Today distinguished visitors are constantly impressed by the likeness of the St. George Temple and England*s famed Westminister Abbey. It is no unusual coincidence. English born and trained, Romney knew the Abbey and everything of a cultural nature connected with England. His children all had fine educations plus this background.

As time progressed Bob came to share his wife*s interests and assisted her in collecting and enjoying a classical library, fine pictures, and music. His youngest son, Louis, recalls wondering how his father could spend so many hours with a dictionary. He never saw anyone else do it. He adds with a chuckle, "I am a man in my middle 60*s, and I never saw anyone else do it with the same enjoyment."

In later years Bob spent much time in the company of the prominent men of the west. When people marveled at the ease with which he conducted himself, he credited it to his wife*s knowledge of the manners of society.

To this happy union were born ten children; Robert Charles (Bob Jr.), Miles Romney, George Romney, Elizabeth Romney, Jane Eliza, Joseph Romney, Edwin James, Frank, Louis, and Mary Ann (Molly).

It is difficult to conceive of one man accomplishing so much in 59 years, for he was just that age when he was stricken with a fatal illness. He died January 30, 1906 at his home in St. George.

The community, state, and entire west recognized and mourned the premature departure of one of its giants.

To his decedents he left an unrivaled example of honesty, industry, of the capacity to think big thoughts and make them realities, of a love for the best and for his fellow men.



By Effie Wiltbank, Assisted by Joe & Minnie Lund Pearce

William Wilson Lund was born in Salt Lake City 12 June 1852. He was the first child of Wilson and Eliza Lund to be born in this new locality. When he was 10 years old his parents were called to settle St. George, some 320 miles to the south. They arrived on New Years Day 1863.

William did what he could to help with the family chores and other work. It was a hard place to make a living, but he was an industrious fellow. The advantages of education were meager in this new town, but he learned quickly in the school of experience.

The social activities were not neglected by those early pioneers and William enjoyed himself with the rest of them. The young lady of his choice was charming Annie Elizabeth (Nan) Wiltbank. She was the daughter of Spencer W. and Annie Sanders Wiltbank. After courting her for some time they were married 4 March 1876 in the St. George Temple. Their lives were made happier by the arrival of a baby boy, William Jr., born 21 July 1877. Then on 19 April 1879 Annie Elizabeth was born.

When the cotton wood leaves along the Virgin River were beginning to turn yellow in that Utah town of St. George, November 1880, it was to lose two of its most prominent citizens. A call came from President Erastus Snow for the Lunds to go to the little Colorado settlements in Arizona and help colonize a new country that was little known to the white man. It was well known to the Apache renegade, Geronimo, and his band, and the Apache Kid.

In company with Nan*s parents and others, Will and Nan and the two children left their home equipped with two wagons and two span of horses. Perched high on the spring seat with Uncle Will holding a tight line and Aunt Nan holding Will under one arm and Annie under the other, they started on the trek.

The night they reached the Lees Ferry and made camp they slept little. They were filled with much concern about crossing over the turbulent waters of the mighty Colorado River. Emma Johnson Lee who lived at the Ferry gave them a friendly greeting and assured them they would be taken safely across.

The next day they loaded their wagons on the ferry boat and proceeded to cross. The hugh waves ran swift and it was quite a thing to keep the boat right side up and maneuver it safely to the opposite shore.

The story is told how one of the horses which was tied to the wagon became frightened, pulled back and broke the rope, and plunged off into the swirling water. They had no means of saving him, so the horse tried to swim back to the original shore, but the swift waters took him down stream where he was seen no more. It was fortunate that the harness was in the boat. The loss of the horse caused much sorrow to the Company.

Upon reaching the south bank four Indians were there waiting, and the boat load wondered what they were after. When Emma Lee called an Indian by name, it was a great relief to the folks. The Indians wanted to exchange blankets with her for grapes and peaches which she grew in her fine orchard and vineyard.

To cross over Lees* Backbone the teams and wagons had to move slowly up a narrow half road, half trail where it was difficult for the driver to walk along the upper side of his wagon. On the other side was a precipice several feet above the river where the waters had worn a deep narrow gorge. After the wagons were pulled up over Lees* Backbone the third horse was used as a spike.

After weeks of travel through sand dunes, cacti, sage brush and Painted Desert, they reached the first settlement, Sunset, which is now the city of Winslow. It was a great spectacle to this wagon train from Utah to view the building of the Atlantic and Pacific Railroad which had pushed the frontier as far west as this small settlement.

They moved on up the Little Colorado River to what is now Joe City and Holbrook. A mile east of Holbrook, then called Horse Head Crossing, was an adobe house known as Barado Trading Post. It was managed by a Mexican and his wife who supplied goods to the Navajos and pioneer immigrants.

Water being very scarce they had to haul it in barrels many miles. At times the camp used rain water from tanks and pools filled with polliwogs and water dogs. This water was strained through a clean cloth and boiled.

They moved on up to the new town of Snowflake which had just recently been laid out. Here the Lunds wintered, and in February 23, 1881 Maggie was born. They then moved to Nutrioso, a new settlement tucked right under the towering Escudilla Mountains which thrust its head some 12000 feet above sea level.

It was here the Lund family lived for many years, having many and varied experiences. The rest of their children were born in this little community. Leonie was born 7 September 1882; Joseph 13 May 1884, but he died the same day; Minnie 8 June 1885; Marion 14 December 1887; Stefla 12 January 1891, died 14 February 1891; Ellis 27 April 1894; Mabell 27 September 1896; Mary 24 December 1900, died 3 March 1909.

On a bench land one mile below what is now Nutrioso Uncle Will, Heber, and Charles Jarvis, Adam Greenwood, and a few other families built a log stockade fort to protect themselves from the notorious Geronimo and his band. Geronimo raided through this locality quite frequently because the pioneers* horses were very much of an attraction to them. The log fort was built in an ‘L* shape with port holes sheltering several families.

On the 8th of June 1885 Geronimo and his band made a raid right near Nutrioso and Bush Valley which is now Alpine. That very night their daughter Minnie made her appearance upon this earthly scene. In later years her mother always said of her that her lifelong vice of arriving at places ahead of time had its beginning that famous June night when Geronimo made his raid.

Along in the early nineties Uncle Bill and Jacob Hamblin Jr. went to the big mining camp in Mogollon, New Mexico with their teams to haul ore to Silver City for a year. Next they hauled ore from the Kelley mine, eight miles south of Magdalena, New Mexico to the Magdalena R. R.

They would haul their hay and grain from Socorro on the Rio Grande, and on one trip they met Mariano Otero at Socorro who was a candidate for governor of New Mexico. Uncle Bill had a high load of baled hay. Mr. Otero walked up and said, "Mister, my name is Otero, and I am a candidate for governor of New Mexico. I wish to show the good people here that I am not too good to ride on a load of hay." Handing Uncle Bill a $5.OO bill, he said, "Drive me around town slowly while I make a political speech, one in Spanish and then one in English." The candidate stood up on the hay gesturing and roaring out boldly. When the votes were counted the next day, Otero had swept the other candidates off the map in Socorro and was elected governor.

Uncle Will was very proud of this little incident and often bragged how he had elected one governor in his life.

At the time of freighting in New Mexico Aunt Nan was spinning wool, making clothing, knitting socks, and weaving carpets which were sold in many places. She was a very clever dressmaker, having done custom work for the country folks all around. She was considered an authority in cutting and fitting dress patterns. Shoes were really a scarcity, so Aunt Nan made dress and work shoes for her family and many others from the leather tanned by Jerry Herridance. She was also handy at putting on half soles. Many times she would take her children and go into the hills and get the bark from the trees to be used in Brother Herridance*s tannery. (Annie says she still has a wooden last which her mother used to make shoes on.)

Aunt Nan was a well trained nurse and was in constant demand. When there was sickness, she was called upon to go for miles around and would stay until her services were no longer needed.

As a carpenter she was also good, having built their house at Nutrioso and at the ranch a mile south of Nutrioso. They moved to Greer in 1904, and there she built a very neatly finished house where they lived until about 1910. They next moved to Eagar and there built another five-room house which is now owned and lived in by Ellis. She made her own doors and windows when they were scarce. She could tongue and groove lumber and match a door as neatly as the very best of finishing carpenters of the day.

The trials and hardships endured while trying to reclaim this desert waste were many. Storage dams were made to conserve water for irrigation, the first one being the community dam in Nutrioso. Next Uncle Will helped to build a storage dam near Hulsey ranch, and later worked on the dam just south of his ranch a mile below town which he homesteaded about 1890.

The house at the ranch had a dirt roof, and during summer season sun flowers, grass, and weeds of many kinds grew on the roof.

Drouth periodically would take its toll of crops and cattle while the hungry timber wolf was working on the flanks of the herds. They were most destructive to calves. The wolves would come in packs of five or ten at a time and enter the corral or tackle calves turned out to graze at night. They would bite them in the ham usually, and the next morning they were dead. They did not attempt to eat them at first, but would return in two days to find their kill. Finally the wolf packs moved on.

During the drouth period Uncle Bill would freight to Holbrook and Magdalena. Many times the horses were worn out by the trips through deep snow with little feed. One trip freighting from Magdalena, New Mexico to Springville during the rainy season in company with Hy Wiltbank, Alma Allen, Joe Prisby, and Uzealous Averett, they used four and six horse teams with two wagons.

Uncle Bill was chopping and cording wood at Fort Apache in 1896 with two wagons and four good horses when an order came from the army commander for all teams available to proceed to haul food and supplies from the fort to Fort Thomas and Camp Geronimo on the Gila River. Geronimo and his band had been captured and they were being moved to Camp Bowie on the Southern Pacific Railroad for deportation to Florida and Oklahoma.

Some 100 of his band were hauled by wagons to Fort Thomas and were closely guarded by U. S. troops on the trip. The first day out from Fort Apache they camped at Dead Mans* Crossing of Blackriver. The river was high and first a few mules were guided across the river with chains and double trees. Then the wagons were pulled across by the mules using long chains fastened to each wagon. This took them several days to cross.

Upon reaching the rugged Nan Tack Range the road went down a steep winding hill so steep that brakes did little good. Pine trees were cut and fastened to each wagon at the rear which held them back with safety.

The colored drivers of the government mules refused to even try driving down the mountain, but the American white boys volunteered to drive the wagons down. The soldiers stood guard over the 100 men, women and children. These people were very sorrowful at the thought of leaving their homeland on account of the renegades in Geronimo*s band, even though they were peaceable themselves. They would have deserted if given the least opportunity.

One freighting trip that Uncle Will never forgets telling was with W. B. Eager, Sr., Hy Wiltbank, Johnny Gibson, Arthur Tenney, and Will Jones hauling grain to Ft. Apache for Gustav Becker, a contractor.

"Upon reaching Horse Shoe Springs on November 30, 1900 with all wagons heavily loaded with oats, we went to bed under heavy black clouds. In the morning we had to dig out of two and a half ft. of snow. We were marooned for five days before breaking camp and by that night we were down out of the deepest snow and drove on into the fort. It looked so good to be out of the white glistening snow where horses could hardly move their heavy loads. The aspen and spruce limbs were bent down with such heavy snow that piles of limbs had broken off into the road which we were obliged to move."

"While unloading freight at Fort Apache we read notices advertizing a sale of condemned government mules, and we were naturally anxious to look the mules over at the government stables. The government rules were very strict on account of thieves wanting to familiarize themselves with the stock with the view of driving them off at night."

"A tall 200 pound colored cavalryman on guard demanded to read our written permission to enter the stables which we did not have. We had obtained a verbal permission from a colored sergeant to look at the mules, but it seemed this did not count. He then ordered us out, but we were a little too slow about moving to suit him. He picked up a long handled pitchfork and rapped a few of us over the back and shoulders. We soon concluded that he meant business, and all hit a fast trot out of the stables. Johnny Gibson tried to pull his six shooter, but it was knocked out of his hands with the pitchfork.  A few bones in his hand were broken, so he wore it in a sling for several, months. Arthur Tenny was beaten over the head quite badly, so we soon hooked up and moved out of the fort. The only load we hauled home was Johnny Gibson*s and Arthur Tenny*s and a wagon bed full of experiences."

"1901 we moved our cattle, teams and wagons and lived in the Ballard house, renting his dry farm. We planted corn and beans, but it was a dry year, permitting only a half crop to be harvested."

Minnie tells that her father hauled logs and mining timber to Clifton during the winter of 1901.

In April we drove 15 cows and a few calves which wintered on scanty feed across the top of the divide between Alpine and Nutrioso. It snowed all night and by morning four cows had died. There was no feed for the grass was buried up in a foot of snow."

"We farmed the ranch lands with drouth hitting us about half of the time, and we all became discouraged with living there any longer. In 1903-4 father hauled salt for the slaughters on Blackriver, drove chuck wagon to Magdalena for Van Reagan, and threw hash for hungry cowboys."

"Father used a cradle to cut his grain for years until he and Jacob Hamblin, Jr. brought in a mowing machine which would cut the grain, but would not bind it. Annie, Maggie, and Minnie learned to bind the wheat and oats quite proficiently."

"The horse rustlers stole our very best work horse, Old Frank, and we were all so worried over the poor horse that had served us so long and faithfully that we girls were ready to help trail down the rustlers."

"Father with a few cowmen took the trail of the rustlers and followed them nearly to Alme, New Mexico where the rustlers were asleep. The cowmen went out and selected the horses that had been driven away from the settlers and quietly drove them back home. We all wept with joy when Daddy came back leading Old Frank. We all went out and hugged the old horse, talked to him, and he understood just what we said."

Annie reports that the Lund girls would take turns going out on the horse to bring in 10 to 15 milk cows each night and morning.

"Mother made cheese which was as tasty and rich as the imported cheese from New York or Wisconsin. We had a steady market for all mother*s cheese except that which we kept for ourselves."

"We would sometimes live in town and leave our milk at the ranch and go down each day to skim it to make butter. We left our milk in the cellar. One morning the three girls walked into the cellar and found Pat Trainor, an old Irishman and a neighbor who lived a mile above us on Colter Creek. He was in hiding charged with stealing calves. He said to us, "Faith and Be Jabors, please don*t tell anybody you saw me here, and I won’t steal your cream. I was hungry and just wanted something to eat, but couldn*t go home because the sheriff is watching my house for my return."

In 1904 the Lunds moved to Greer. It was here that little nine year old Mary contracted scarlet fever and died 3 March 1909. They lived in Greer five years then moved to Eagar where they spent the rest of their days.

A dear friend, W. D. Rencher paid them high tribute in the following lines: "Brother and Sister Lund were first pioneers in Utah*s Dixie, itself an extra hard country to subdue, and then Arizona during the most trying years of its upbuilding. In a period when Arizona was in its wild state and the rendezvous of renegades from Texas. Then there were the occasional raids of Geronimo and his band of Apache braves. The Lunds passed through every form of hardship and danger. They kept faith and raised a family that would do credit to any parents, pioneer or otherwise.

"They were both industrious, honest, honorable, and true to every principle of right. These and other desirable traits made them both strong characters in any community. If they had any weaknesses, they kept them under cover, and both of them had far more religion in them than was exhibited on the outside."

"Their home was always neat and clean for Sister Lund was one of the cleanest women I ever knew. They were very hospitable and seemed to have plenty to serve their many friends."

"When I pass the old homestead in Eagar and look at the beautiful blue fir trees transplanted from the mountains, I see these as typical of Brother Lund*s good taste and industry. They were both lovers of the beautiful and true. They were loyal and devoted to each other throughout their long life. A short time before Brother Lund died he said to his wife, "I am sure whichever one of us goes first, he or she will be working over there for the other."

Uncle Will died 13, April 1918, and Aunt Nan died 20 June 1923 in Eagar and were buried there.



By Lamar Lund - A Grandson, Assisted by Family Members

Brigham James Lund was born December 14, 1854 at Salt Lake City, Utah. He was the fifth child born to his parents, Wilson and Eliza Brace Lund. He was eight years old when he arrived in St. George, Utah with his family.

Brigham*s boyhood was much the same as that of other pioneer children. He was baptized on July 2, 1863. He helped with the chores around the home and was kind and considerate of his mother. He respected the rights of his brothers and sisters.

Though schooling in St. George was somewhat limited in those earlier days Brig took every advantage of opportunities for any schooling available. He was blessed with a bright mind and keen intellect which in the future was developed to a good insight into the field of business.

As a young man Brig*s social life wasn*t neglected, and he took a fancy to Rosilla Polly Branch. As a result of their friendship these two fine young people were joined in the holy wedlock in the St. George Temple by a servant of God on September 12, 1881.

For a short time Brig drove mail from St. George to Mesquite, Nevada. This trip required one day going and one day on the return. He carried a lunch from St. George and also a lunch from Mesquite. It seemed that eggs in Brig*s diet didn*t agree with his system, but Aunt Hepsie, Hephzibah Cornelia Hirst Branch, wife of Uncle Henry Branch, who made lunch when he left Mesquite didn*t think eggs should bother him. She made cookies in which she put just one egg and felt sure he wouldn*t know the difference. On his next trip to Mesquite, he immediately approached Aunt Hepsie. "What did you put in those cookies?" he asked. "Just one egg wrong," was her reply. So she then had to admit that the egg situation in his diet wasn*t just his own fantastic idea.

During the Boom Days at the Silver Reef mining town some 20 miles north and east of St. George near where the town of Leeds is now located the big store in this town was Wooly, Lund, & Judd Mercantile Establishment. The Lund and Judd at the head of this store were Brigham*s brother, Robert Lund and his brother-in-law, Thomas Judd (his sister, Millie*s, husband). Here Brigham was gainfully employed in the store and following the lines of business which in later life proved very beneficial for the business experience he obtained.

Here in Silver Reef Brigham and Rosilla made their home and started their family. Their humble home was made happy by the arrival of their first son who was named after his father, Brigham James, on October 18, 1882. This little fellow was not permitted to remain with them very long, and he passed away June 20; 1886. However, they were blessed with another son, William, June 16, 1884. Next came Minnie who was born April 20, 1886. Minnie also was not permitted to remain long with them, and she passed away September 7, 1887. The next little newcomer was Rosilla who was born ApriL12, 1888. She was followed by another sister, Eliza, born August 1, 1890. All of these, a beginning of a fine family, saw light at Silver Reef while Brigham was still employed in the business of merchandising with Wooly, Lund, & Judd.

During Brigham* s time at Silver Reef he saw the opportunity to better himself and a partner in the cattle business. So with much of the money he had saved and was earning each day of his employment in the store he financed his partner in the cattle business. The cattle and pasture lands in and around the areas of Parashant and Cainan were the investment of his partner.

Through some legal aspect his partner in the cattle business saw fit to break the partnership whereby Brigham would lose all he had put into the venture, and the partner would be much the better off. This was a very disheartening thing to Brigham who had many family responsibilities. He was, however, comforted by his ever faithful wife and companion when she made the statement, "Don*t worry Brigham. You have been faithful and honest in your dealings, and you have been done unfairly by. You can just wait and you will see the day that the man who wronged you will pay his debt to society." True enough were her words, because in a few years time this man was on the streets asking for help, and he died a very poor man.

In the early 1890*s Silver Reef became a ghost town owing to the depletion of the silver ore. Brig and Rosilla moved back to St. George and made their home there. After they were settled in St. George another son was born to them; Thomas, who came in April 19, 1892. Margaret was born February 1, 1894; died November 17, 1896. Next came Mary who was born July 10, 1897, and Robert was born November 26, 1898, died November 28, 1898. The last member to come to them was Cornelia who was born January 9, 1900.

During the early days in Silver Reef there was some very ill conduct of some nature. A band of mobsters were after the life of a man who was deserving of the punishment which they were going to deal him. The Marshall of St. George, Sherm Hardy, took the man prisoner and so jailed him in the St. George jail waiting fair trial. One night the mob came all masked and overpowered the Marshall, took his keys, and took the prisoner. The next morning they found the prisoner hanging from a tree in back of the court house.

After moving to St. George, Brigham was employed as a farmer. He did his farming in the Washington fields, and at that time he was the water master for that area. Much of his pay was in the form of wheat and molasses. He also traded hay for various other commodities. It was a big day for the children when their father, Brigham, came home with molasses in 50 gallon containers and also wheat to be taken to the mill.

Such things as going to Washington mill with the wheat was something that left lasting impressions on his growing family. They would take the wheat to be milled in the stone building that is still standing today. They would bring back ‘brand*, ‘shorts’, and flour from the wheat. The brand and the shorts were used to feed the livestock, and the flour for their own use.

During this time Brig had overcome many of his setbacks, supplied the needs of his family, and built them a nice home in St. George. Brigham was a good manager of his affairs and had a keen mind for values and business possibilities.

Having had much valuable experience with the business side of life Brigham desired to follow something in this line whereby he could supply a means of livelihood for his family and at the same time make for them a job to keep his family together.

With the advent of the first railroad to Southern Utah and Iron County, Brigham J. Lund could foresee an opportunity for a small business which in time could grow into something very stable. This was the starting of a venture which has lasted for better than a half a century and is still in operation. He desired to establish a small business at the railroad terminal in Modena, Utah located about 65 miles north of St. George. From this point he would freight to St. George, Pioche, and Delamar areas.

This first railroad was then under the construction of the Utah Pacific Railroad Company and then nearing the point of what is known as Modena, Iron County, Utah. This was in December 1899.

Brig took with him two partners, also very close friends, E. M. Brown, and Joe Price. These three-men set up their partnership and started in the forwarding business, Feed, Livery Stable, and Hack Line.

The first office of the new partnership was in a very large tent which stood near where the water tanks of the railroad are now standing. Soon after Brig moved his office into the depot of the Utah and Pacific Railroad Company.

His main business was the receiving and paying charges on, and rebilling and checking out to teamsters all incoming freight to various points out from Modena. Together with this line his feed business rapidly grew as there was a great deal of freighting out by teams and the hay and grain business soon required more help.

The livery business was also good as teams were required to transport men to various points so that the addition of a number of light teams and buggies and additional teamsters were required.

At this time the bookkeeper for the partnership was Alma A. Nelson, for whom the first house was built by Brigham here in Modena. Shortly after that another house was built where men were fed and various other living accommodations were furnished.

The United States Weather Bureau was operating at this time but the office was in the railroad depot. Mr. Kimball was in charge then. The railroad agent employed here in Modena at that time was Mr. Blackburn. There was a small railroad boxcar in which Mr. Darling operated a small store or exchange where he sold cigars, tobacco, sox, candy, and other miscellaneous small items.

After a short time Brig bought the interests of his two partners, and in the year 1903 he incorporated under the laws of Utah under the name of B. J. Lund & Company for which title it holds today.

By the year 1904 or shortly before the railroad had extended on southwest to Nevada some nine miles away to the place that is known as Uvada.. Due to the financial condition of the railroad it was taken over by the Oregon Short Line Railroad Company, and the road construction continued. This necessitating a greater water demand that Brig could foresee. He bought surplus water rights from the railroad and also hauled water from Desert Springs to sell to teamsters at l0 cents per team watering and l0 cents per barrel for the road.

With Modena established as railroad terminal assistance was rendered to the Utah & Eastern Copper Company which at that time was operating their smelter at Shem on the Santa Clara Creek mining their ores at the Apex mine out of St. George. This mining not only increased teaming and hauling to Modem but also opened the field of receiving and caring for the Copper Bullion being shipped out and the importing of coke for the smelter. With such increases the business also increased in size and wealth with its help and organization so covering a large field with also a larger payroll and a continued growth in the Modena settlement.

The demand for assistance through teaming, feeds, billing, etc. continued to grow with the opening of such mining towns as Stateline, Utah, and Fay, Nevada about 18 and 20 miles away respectfully with Modem as their center for teaming, trading, etc., and a center for shipping gold bullion and silver ores. Each camp averaging a population of 600 men with their wives and a good payroll.

Frank Knight was operating a store and saloon serving the mining camps around Modena. Mr. Knight suddenly died leaving heavy obligations to B. J. Lund & Company. By proper law and procedures B. J. Lund & Co. took over the store and turned the saloon to William A. Bond. The Company then started into general merchandising with the post office attached which was run by the bookkeeper, William DeFrieze.

Joe Farnsworth, a faithful employee of Brig*s and a brother-in-law, (Husband of Brig*s sister Liza Anne) hauled water and freighted to the mining camps from Modem. Young Tom, interested in his father*s business and interested in the fun attached to riding with the teamsters, joined Uncle Joe on many trips to the mining camps and learned the bumps and the nooks in the road. One morning before leaving for one of the camps, Brig asked Uncle Joe how the old wagon was holding up. He answered, "Brig, this darn front wheel has more play in it than a bull frog in Lake Erie." This little story stayed with Tom and was a source of amusement all his life.

Brig was well known for his generosity to people in need and such deeds were made or done by making very little light of them. It wasn*t until after Brig had passed away that it was learned that the widow with a big family, Mrs. Ida Morris Seegmiller of St. George whose husband was killed by his horse while plowing, was delivered 500 lbs. of flour from Brig*s warehouse without charge. Also the fine civic minded doctor, Silas Higgins who donated more professional advise and medicines to the citizens of St. George than he ever sold, was given such a liberal gift from Brother Brigham. Much of Brigham*s tithing was paid in this way.

As the girls would come out and spend a few days or a holiday from school with their father they would go back to St. George with exciting stories and experiences to relate to their friends. Lyle while visiting in Modena with her father was eating breakfast with some of the men and said, "hit me in the head with a piece of toast." The words had no sooner left her mouth when from the other end of the table came a piece of toast which hit and broke the skin on her forehead. She decided a person was taken for what he said and not what he meant.

Another story that stayed with Rosilla, another of Brig*s daughters, was when freighting to Fay to a Mr. Moody who was running a store there, she happened to be present at the time of a sale of a pair of hose to one of the women in town. After the woman looked the hose over quite thoroughly and hesitantly in fear of the price she asked Mr. Moody, a rough speaking Dutchman, "How high do your hose run, Mr. Moody?" "Just as high as any blasted hose is supposed to go, Madam," was the snappy reply from the storekeeper.

Trains were also a fascination to the people from the neighboring towns and often they would visit Modena to watch the trains pass and wave at the trainmen. Brig was very stern and would not permit anything what would in any way be indecent to his children. ‘Big-to-do* as it was said was made of it when some of the relatives of his family came and the girls were permitted to wave at the trainmen.

On one occasion a wire came to Brig to stand by if he desired to watch the first automobile to come to Modena on the railroad. The news, of course, was passed on to the town; and it was a real affair to witness the first automobile hauled into the little community.

Because of the standing and reputation of Mr. B. J. Lund with the railroad and the business which he gave the railroad he was honored by a permanent railroad pass which would entitle him to travel any place he desired on the system free of charge. This pass is still in the possession of B. J. Lund & Company at Modena (the mother store).

Brother Brigham was a fine man and carried a real fine reputation with all his business associates and a credit-rating which enabled anyone to take his personal checks to Salt Lake City, or Los Angeles and they were, as stated by Brother Arthur P. Jones, "practically as good as a money order or a cashiers check." In the development of this part of the state B. J. Lund was known as a servant to the settlers and banker to all with a personal interest in the welfare of the country as a whole.

Brigham is what might be called a self made man and by that he lived and taught by example the things he wanted his children to know. He was a firm believer in education. Even after his passing his children continued on to school. William attended the Brigham Young Academy just shortly before his father*s death. Rosilla also attended the same school in 1907 and was followed by Thomas who attended in 1910-11 and thereabout. Such education shows his desire for his family to gain a good education and a faith in God which is essential in the success of any man. His desires have been passed on even to his grandchildren, five of them having attended the Brigham Young University, two the University of Utah, and one to an Eastern bakers school.

Brigham*s brother, Robert Lund, after whom the town of Lund, Utah is named, worked in Salt Lake City on the State Board of Equalization. His wife was Mary Romney Lund. Robert arrived in Modena in route to St. George to spend the winter on September 17, 1905. Brigham accompanied his brother on his journey home. Since the trip from Modena to St. George was more than a days journey, they always made the over night stop at Chadburns Ranch or Chadburns Inn as it was so called near Veyo, Utah.

On that evening the party retired to their beds and Brig and his older brother Robert slept in separate beds but in the same bedroom. They visited until about 2:00 o*clock in the morning. The next morning when Mary called the two men for breakfast, they found to their sorrow that Brother Brigham had passed away in his sleep on September 18, 1905.

One might say that Brigham J. Lund*s death was very untimely since he was but 51 years of age. Indeed he was in the prime of life, but during his sojun he lived each day to the fullest. He left his six children the heritage of an honored name, also a pattern by which they have shaped their lives to become useful men and women in the different places they have resided.

Brigham and his wife were religious and their home was centered around the gospel teachings, a fact the children have appreciated and followed throughout their lives.

After Brigham*s passing the management of the company went into the hands of R. C. Lund Jr., who remained in the company for only a short time when he was bought out by the B. J. Lund heirs, and the management went over to William Lund, Brigham*s oldest son.

As time moved on and further development was made in the area in and around Modena the company opened up another store in the community of Enterprise which was just being settled by people moving down from the old town of Hebron. This store helped serve Enterprise people as well as people from the town of New Castle, made up of people moving from the town of Pinto. The Enterprise store being managed by William Lund and the Modena store by Thomas Lund after his return from his mission and service in the World War I.

One story often heard was on one occasion when a very fussy, hard to please customer came into the store and it fell to young Tom (before the death of his father) to wait on this person. But true to form the person left the store without buying anything after having the young clerk pull out boxes of about half the things in the store.

When Tom started cleaning up the mess his patience was about exhausted, and he felt like throwing the shoe boxes and other merchandise at the departing customer rather than straightening them back on the shelves. But his father in his kind but firm manner explained to him that any store clerk was a servant of the public no matter how annoying a person might be. The clerks were to be courteous and kind to their customer, making them want to come back again.

The two boys, Will and Tom, continued to manage the two stores with their sisters as stockholders in the company and their faithful mother to help guide them on.

Thousands of sheep were ranged on the open desert near Modena, and with considerable foresight on this matter William Lund and Thomas Lund built and operated the largest sheep sheering plant in Utah and one of the largest in the United States here at Modena. The plant sheered annually approximately 175,000 to 200,000 head of sheep from Iron, Washington, and Kane Counties. This was one of the first machine sheering plants in Utah. This made it necessary to operate a boarding house which the Lunds did to accommodate the shearers as well as the travelers.

Ever at the side of her beloved husband was the devoted wife and mother, Rosilla, who kept the home fires burning and gave confidence and assistance to her family. She carried on the important phases of holding the family together and resided in St. George until July 19, 1933 when she passed away. On the 21st of the same month she was lovingly laid to rest beside her husband in the St. George Cemetery.

Brigham James Lund, a prominent figure in the history of the development and growth of Southern Utah, has now been gone for nearly a half century, but his name lives on in the business that he established and in hearts of his children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren.



By Mary Grant Judd, Daughter-in-law, 1953

It was not my privilege to know my mother-in-law, Mary Lund Judd, since she died when I was but ten years old. True she had visited in Salt Lake City and had even rented a room from my grandmother, Rachel Ivins Grant, mother of President Heber J. Grant. Still I was too young to remember her at all. However, my older sisters, Rachel G. Taylor and Lucy G. Cannon say they remember her and have told me that she was a very lovely person. They both remarked about the joy she seemed to take in her baby and said he was a beautiful child and that she dressed him so nicely and kept him always looking so neat.

Next door to our home at 14th Second East Street was the home of Nelson A. Empey. He was our beloved bishop of the 13th Ward, one of the oldest wards in Salt Lake City. At the moment his old home on the corner of 2nd East and South Temple is being torn down by the Sons of the Pioneers. It is to be removed to their lot and rebuilt for it was originally built by Brigham Young. Sister Empey whom we affectionately call Aunt Emma is now in her ninety-fifth year, but her mentality is bright. She told me some interesting things in her own history which showed that Mary Judd was a sort of missionary in her behalf. It seems that Emma Adams, as she was then, had not joined the church although most of her family had. The Adams family resided in St. George, Utah and it was there that Emma first met Mollie. Later when the latter visited in Salt Lake, these two became warm friends. Mollie along with Lucy Strigham Grant, wife of President Heber J. Grant, encouraged Emma to investigate the gospel further. It was finally arranged for her to be baptized by Nelson A. Empey who was to be her future husband, he being a widower at this time. After the baptismal service Lucy Grant had a dinner for Emma at which Mollie and others were present.

One can always be judged by ones friends. Mollie had lovely friends. One of these was Rebecca Nibley. She invited Mollie to come to her home in Logan when the baby was expected, and here Robert L. Judd, my husband, was born. When I became engaged to him, Sister Nibley remarked; "1 was the first woman who held your husband in her arms as a new born infant." Sister Minerva Young, wife of Brigadier General Richard W. Young, was another wonderful friend; also her sister Annie, and Sister Empey*s sister, Annie Miner.

One person who knew Sister Judd very well was Edith Ivins Lamoreaux. But unfortunately she didn*t remember any distinct detail concerning her. She just said over and over how they all loved her, and what a fine woman she was.

From Maud H. Judd, wife of James Judd, I obtained some interesting details concerning Mollie.

I have heard not only from Maud but many others what an influence she had on the lives of the young people of the community. Maud said, "If we ever asked her if we could have a party at her home she always replied, "Oh Yes." She would help us plan the games and would go out in the kitchen and fix us some dainty things to eat. Most people gave us molasses candy and pop corn balls which were good, but she always gave us something different. Sometimes we would have surprises on Bert".

As Maud remembered her she was a very calm person who didn’t let irritations overcome her; but from Sister Stella Morris, another good friend of Mollie*s, Maud learned that she had not always been that way. It seems that as a young girl she had a quick temper. She realized it and determined to overcome the tendency. This was one of her hardest battles but in it she was successful.

As Maud related the circumstances of her death, I could just see it all. The fourth of July parade which started from Mollie*s home. She was on the committee, for at the time she was president of the YWMIA. She had helped with a pretty float which was contrived of a hayrack on which hay had been heaped and then covered with bunting. Little children rode on the float, and Mollie helped each one into his place with loving solicitude. She went to the meeting following the parade, and it was there she took sick. Her pain was agonizing; but when the doctor tried to give her something to ease it, she refused for she was expecting another baby and feared lest anything she might take to ease the pain would affect the baby.

Her husband at the time she was stricken was in Salt Lake City. Telegrams were sent to him, but he could not be reached and didn*t know of her illness until she had passed away.

Mollie Lund Judd was not only a religious woman, a fine citizen, and good mother, but she was a cultured person. She was sweet in countenance, dressed tastefully, and had nice things in her home. She was well educated by the standards of those days; and even though her son was only fourteen years old when she died, his life had been molded into one of high ideals which she had instilled into his character. Ideals of common sense, old fashioned honesty, and faith in God and his fellow men.

In Robert’s biography published in the "Encyclopedia of American Biography" it states: She was a born leader and exerted a marked influence upon the people of St. George, particularly the young people. To this day her name is remembered in the small community as instances are cited of the worthwhile projects she initiated. She possessed a pleasing personality being of a very sociable nature, but she had a will of her own.

Maud Judd remembers that she was of medium height, rather plump, as were most of the ladies in an age before dieting was the vogue.

In conclusion I would like to pay a word of tribute to the first wife of Thomas Judd, Aunt Mary Jane, as Bert called her. It was not easy for her to accept the doctrine of plural marriage, but she did. When Mollie was taken ill, Mary Jane was visiting in Beaver. She immediately left for St. George, never stopping until she had arrived. The horses were driven at great speed and changed as necessary so that the journey would not be interrupted. When she arrived there, Mary Jane donned her apron and went to Mollie doing everything she possibly could for her.

After Mollies death, Bert was made a member of Mary Jane*s household. He and Jim who was nearest his age of the Judd boys were like real brothers, Bert loved Aunt Mary Jane sincerely. I was acquainted with her and admired her very much.



By Hattie Woodbury Rusch

A Former School Pupil of St. George, Utah

In the early nineties my father, John T. Woodbury, taught school at the L. D. S. College in Salt Lake City, Utah. In the spring of 1896 he bundled his family and household goods into a new wagon drawn by a team of young mares given to him by his uncle, Angus Cannon, and started back home to prepare for a mission. After a two week trek we reached St. George and prepared to remain.

Shortly after arriving I had my sixth birthday and started my first year of school that fall. I was naturally timid and shy, more so in a new environment. However, I was fortunate to have as my first teacher Sister Mollie Lund Judd. She shed around me an aura of love and kindness that under her inspiration I was able to grow and expand, so that I achieved two grades in one year.

She had such a marvelous understanding of children’s needs that she granted us voluntary expression in the form of program every Friday afternoon. She was patient and appreciative of our childish efforts and made us feel that we were all loved and wanted.

To the end of her life she was an ideal of love and beauty to me. As I recall it, she represented the Goddess of Liberty at one Fourth of July celebration and was indeed beautiful.

Distinctly I remember the prayer circle we children formed during her last illness, praying if it were the Lord*s will that her life might be spared for we loved her. Aunt Nora Worthen had reverently said to us, "If you want to do anything for Sister Judd, now is your time." In the Worthen home next door to Judd*s we knelt and bowed our heads in sincere prayer, Lennie Worthen was older than the rest of us and was mouthpiece. Distinct in my memory are her words, "It will break Berties heart if she has to go."

Apparently it was the Lord*s will that she pass to another sphere to bless others with her radiant personality



Family Historian

Mary Agnes Lund was born December 7, 1860 in Salt Lake City, Utah. She was the eighth child born to Wilson and Eliza Brace Lund. Just before her second birthday her parents were called to St. George to make their home.

Her life as a child in those early pioneer days would be very interesting to read if we just knew of her experiences. She loved school and took advantage of every opportunity for an education. She obtained the necessary requirements to teach in the elementary school in St. George.

When she was seventeen years old, she became the plural wife of Thomas Judd, March 2, 1877. He was a successful merchant in St. George and Silver Reef. It was unfortunate that the happiness and home life of this young wife was interfered with by the United States Government passing a law against polygamy. In accordance with this the church leaders issued what was known as the Manifesto, milking it unlawful for man to take more than one wife. Severe difficulties arose when the Government sent out Marshals to enforce this law. These Mormon men loved their families; and, of course, it was their duty and responsibility to care for them. The Marshals on the most part were ruthless men who used every cunning method possible to try and catch these men or their plural wives.

A few years after Mollie’s marriage to Thomas Judd this trouble spoken of above was at its height. She didn’t dare to be seen at all. She had to live in the ‘underground’, that is in hiding. She would stay in one place until these crafty men would learn of her whereabouts. Then her family members would spirit her away in the night to some entirely different locality and friends for a period of safety.

Lyle Farnsworth Meacham, a niece, remembers hearing her mother tell this story. "On one occasion when Mollie was hiding out at her mother’s home, the Marshal watched the house all day. When Eliza came home from her day’s work at school teaching, a neighbor told her about the Marshal sneeking around.

It was decided if Mollie’s whereabouts had been discovered, she must be moved to a safer place. Eliza took the stage next morning to Silver Reef to where her Brother Brigham lived to see if it would be advisable for Mollie to be moved there. Imagine her utter bewilderment and concern when this same Marshal entered the stage and sat down beside her. She was afraid her cause was lost and he would start questioning her about her sister. When the stage stopped at Washington and the Deputy left the coach for a few minutes, Eliza quickly acquainted the driver who was a local man with the situation. She asked him to use an assumed name if he wished to address her during the trip. The ride was made without recognition."

Mollie’s only child, a boy, whom she called Robert Lund Judd, was born in Logan, Utah July 6, 1885 at the home of some friends while she was in hiding. With a child it made it doubly hard to escape notice.

One advantage that Mollie’s husband had which most of the others did not was the fact that he had sufficient means to move her from place to place. A niece, Elizabeth Lund Hill, recalls how Aunt Mollie spent a good share of her time in the east and even in England. It is said that her young son learned to walk on shipboard.

When everything quieted down again and Mollie was permitted to appear in public without fear of being molested, it was indeed a happy time. She quickly gained back her old spirit and confidence. She was a natural born leader. Her abilities were recognized to such an extent that she was given many responsibilities to perform. Her last public service was being in charge of the Fourth of July Celebration of that growing city of St. George.

She worked unceasingly to put over a fine program, this accomplished she became very ill. She suffered untold agony with what we know as ruptured appendix, and as the 8th of July 1889 dawned, her spirit took its flight. She was buried in the St. George Cemetery at the age of 38.

Robert made his home with his father and Aunt Mary Jane. In 1904 he entered the

U. S. A. C. at Logan and graduated with a B. S. Degree. He graduated from law school in Chicago in 1910. He was admitted to the Utah State Bar and began practicing in Salt Lake City.

On September 22, 1914 he married Mary Grant, daughter of President Heber J. Grant and Augusta Winters Grant. Mollie would have been very proud of her six grandchildren had she lived to enjoy them. She also would have reveled in her son’s accomplishments, especially his church work. He labored as a missionary in Chicago when he was going to school there. Then in 1919 he became a member of the Sunday School General Board. He was director of the Deseret News and President of that company. He was general law counselor for the Church, vice chairman of the General Church Welfare Committee, chairman of the General Finance Committee, and President of the Cooperative Security Corporation. He was active in civic affairs among which was a member of the State Legislature, a member of the Board of Trustees of the U. S. A. C. etc.

He died at the age of 59 in Salt Lake City, Utah.



1865 - 1918

By Nora Lund, Historian - Assisted by Lyle F. Meacham

To consider the life of Eliza Ann Lund Farnsworth is different and interesting. It is quite something to be the 10th child in any family. Another interesting fact was that she was the only child born to Wilson Lund and Eliza Ann Brace Lund after they arrived in St. George. This great event occurred 23 February 1865. The family had been in the new locality two years and by this time were getting a start, a home commenced and ground tilled.

You have already noticed the honor that was bestowed upon this little girl by being named for her mother, Eliza Ann. Like her mother she was known throughout life simply as "Liza".

She was a general favorite in the family because of her lovable disposition. Her brother, Will, especially was fond of her. His daughter Anne told me that when her father was called to leave St. George and settle in Arizona, he was reluctant to leave his little sister, Liza. As Annie remembers it, he talked more about going back to see her than any other member of the family.

Eliza’s childhood was in the main a happy one. Even though her parents felt keenly their responsibilities of rearing their family in the face of so much privation. Children have a way of enjoying their playmates and surroundings to the fullest.

Though the country was in its infancy of development, these stalwart pioneers were a high minded people. From the very beginning the education of the children was not neglected not withstanding the lack of suitable housing quarters for school. These people used the "next best" when the best was not available; consequently, the first school was held in a wagon box. It wasn’t long, however, until suitable buildings were erected. Even today the descendants of these pioneers are forging ahead to add new buildings to meet the need of the rising generations.

I speak of this in connection with Eliza’s life because of her great yearning for an education. She took advantage of every opportunity to enhance her knowledge. She had in mind a goal whereby she could be of the most service to her fellowmen. She received the necessary requirements to receive a teachers’ certificate and taught school for many years.

The entertainment of these growing pioneer towns centered around church activities. In St. George Eliza entered in wholeheartedly in all that went on. She was a likeable person and had many friends of both sex.

When this young lady was about 18 years old, one of her eyes became infected. All known home remedies were used as well as the best medical skill available at that time. The infection grew worse until she suffered the complete loss of that one eye. This one fact shows Eliza’s strength of character in her determination to succeed as a school teacher in spite of this handicap.

Eventually there came into her life a fine young man by the name of Reuben Joseph Farnsworth who was born in Kanab, Utah. His parents were Moses and Elizabeth Stewart Farnsworth. They were married in the St. George Temple 7 March 1889. As time went on their lives were enriched and their happiness made more complete by the arrival of seven children. The first one, a son, was still born as were the last two of the family. Those growing to maturity were Reuben Joseph Jr., named after his father, Frank Wilson, the only daughter, Eliza Ann or Lyle as she was always called, and Brigham Edward or Ted as he was known.

To make a livelihood for his family Joe did many different things. One that is remembered vividly by Louis Lund, a nephew of Eliza’s, was his ‘Hack service’. This was a passenger line from St. George to the railroad in Modena.

Eliza would get up in the wee small hours of the morning and have a substantial breakfast prepared for her husband so that he was never late to meet his schedule. He would leave St. George at 3:00 A. M. His first stop was at Chad’s Ranch where a team of fresh horses was hitched to the white topped buggy. At Mountain Meadows or Platt’s Ranch the horses were again changed so that good time could be made on the road. This trip through the mountains gave the passengers a brisk, interesting ride. They arrived in Modem in time to catch the incoming train.

Joe would bring the south bound passengers to St. George by the same short route. When he arrived home, his wife always had a good hot supper ready for him. He operated this strenuous passenger line for six or seven years.

When Eliza’s brother-in-law, Alma Barton had the mail contract from Lund to St. George, the drivers made their headquarters at the Farnsworth home. She gave them nourishing meals and good beds. Her fine hospitality was long remembered by those men.

Even though she was a busy mother she realized the necessity of doing her part in working in the auxiliary organizations of the church. Besides other duties she served faithfully and well as a counselor in the Primary Organization for many years.

Eliza had a love for the out-of-doors. She always found time to cultivate and care for a good vegetable garden from which much of the family sustenance was produced. One of the great joys of her life was the pride she experienced in her beautiful rose garden. She could boast of 30 different varieties of roses at one time. People came for miles around to feast on their exquisite beauty. Many of her sick or shut-in friends were made happier by a gift bouquet of Sister Farnsworth’s beautiful flowers.

Crysanthums, the late fall flowers of varied hues and sizes, were also grown and enjoyed by Eliza and her neighbors.

She was a dutiful daughter and gave her mother loving care through the years. As her life ebbed out at the ripe old age of 87, it was Eliza’s kind hands that eased her as she went to join her husband and other family members.

Too much cannot be said of her devotion to her husband and her children. She was very congenial with everyone, big hearted and sociable. Because of her jolly and good nature she was loved by the neighbors’ children and her nieces and nephews. She always made them feel that they were something special. She was also a good financier and had real business ability.

Eliza always enjoyed comparatively good health and her death came more or less as a shock to her family and friends. She was stricken with a cerebral hemorrhage and after a few hours of illness passed away 13 March 1918 at the age of 53.





1837 — 1902

By Nora Lund Family Historian

In attempting to write the history of Grandmother, Ellen Nielson Lund, I am indebted to our Father, Alfred W, Lund, who was Ellen’s oldest child for most of the information I am able to give.

Ellen was born 22 April 1837 in Sjelland (or perhaps Aaside) Presto Denmark. Her father was Hans Nielson, whose parents were Niels Jensen and Anne Marie Anderson. Anne Marie’s parents were Anders Michlelson and Karen Christenson. Ellen’s mother’s name was Ane Olsen and her grandparents on this side were, Ole Hansen and Else Pedersen. Ole’s father was Hans Frandsen. Else’s parents were Peder Trueson and Ane Jorgensen. That is as far back as the genealogy has been traced on the direct line. The temple work has all been done.

The family received the gospel in Denmark and, of course, their desire was to come to Zion. Ellen’s sister, Else Kirstine, came to America and Salt Lake City in 1856. Records show that she vas married to Hyrum Winter as his plural wife.

The next year, at the age of 20, Ellen came alone. Then in 1862 her parents set sail to join their daughters, but her mother took sick and died in May and was buried in the sea. Her father died in June soon after the company landed.

I was fortunate to have access to the diary of Jacob Bastian, who was a personal friend of Ellen’s having been in the same company from the time they left Denmark. Later they both came to Southern Utah to settle.

This little company of Danish Saints set sail April 20, 1857 on board the Westmoreland. After eight weeks at sea they landed in Philadelphia from which point they began their long and toilsome journey across the continent to Utah.

They journeyed by railway until they reached the state of Iowa. Then their money gave out. They put the material they had purchased in the east and brought with them on the train into hand carts for the journey.

It was the month of June when this little band of Scandinavian started from the state of Iowa to make the long trip without money or sufficient provisions. On half rations they had to pull hand carts through the defiles of the Rocky Mountains. They must reach Salt Lake City before winter set in or all might be lost, a sacrifice to the inclemency of the weather.

Their Captain, Christian Christiansen, was the idol of the company. When offered a horse to ride, he refused it saying, "How can I judge how much my people can do, or how far they can go when they walk and I ride." At night he would endeavor to keep up the spirits of his company by telling jokes, or singing songs to prevent anyone from becoming disheartened or despondent. Often at the end of the day’s travel, when the roll was called, some would be found missing. Volunteers would then be called to go back and search for them. Many times when the company would encounter streams, the men would stand in water up to their armpits for hours, passing women and children over head.

This was the year that Johnson’s army was sent to Utah, and it happened that they were coming close in the rear of Captain Christiansen’s company. One day a Captain of the army noticed that one of his oxen had become too sore footed to travel. Knowing this he sent a man to inform them they might have the ox if they would come and get him. Two men were sent to bring it, but just as they reached the army, the stage from the west arrived. The driver stopped and commenced shouting at the top of his voice, "News from Utah, the cursed Mormons have massacred at Mountain Meadows a whole company of people, men, women, and children." One of the Danish men could understand a little English though he could not speak it, but the other man could only sense that they were in grave danger. They both kept still, praying the Lord to deliver them from their perilous position.

The enraged soldiers on the spur of the moment crowed about the Danes saying, "Down with the Mormons. How shall we kill these wretches. Shall we run a knife through them, or shall we shoot them down like Dogs?"

Even at that moment when escape seemed impossible, God provided a protector. Sargent Anderson, a Swedish American, forced his way into the mob and motioned for silence and then said, "Are you Indians, or what are you? See they cannot even talk our language. They are even ignorant of their present danger. You know they have traveled peacefully ahead of us for miles. I will kill the first man who molests them." This caused the soldiers to think how foolish they had acted, so after a moment’s consideration they allowed the men to depart in peace.

This company arrived in Salt Lake City September 13, 1857. Ellen’s sister Kirstine was on hand to welcome her on her arrival. Ellen stayed with her sister for a short time, then she found work with the family of Wilson and Eliza Lund. Her children remember her telling how homesick and discouraged she would get because she couldn’t speak English and her employers couldn’t understand Danish.

It was about two years later that she consented to marry Wilson Lund as his second wife. He had property seven miles west of the city near the Jordan River. It was here that he made a home for Ellen, and here that she gave birth to Alfred in 1860 and Anna Maria in 1862.

When the call came to her husband to go south to St. George in 1862 to assist in the Dixie Mission, she was willing to go to do her part in pioneering a new locality.

What little is known of the trip south is given in other histories in this book, suffice is to say they arrived in St. George on New Year’s day, 1863. They lived in their wagon boxes and out in the warm sunshine until more suitable places of abode could be built.

It is also mentioned in other histories how Ellen and her two little children with Eliza’s oldest son Rob went out on Shoal Creek and established a ranch, if their poor make shifts could be called such. The hardships the mother went through these next few years made an indelible impression on her children, so they never forgot their experiences to their dying day.

In the fall of 1865 she went to St. George to spend the winter where she could have proper care when her daughter Ida Johanna was born in January of 1866. She never quite got her strength back from this ordeal, and the heat of the summer was about more than she could take. Her husband, therefore, moved her to Pine Valley where it was cool.

It was at this place that three more of her children were born. Ellen Sophia in June of 1868, Wilson Jr. in 1871, and Richard Nielson in 1874.

In July of 1952 Terry and I visited Pine Valley and found out from old residents where the Lund’s little log house had once stood so long ago. It was on the west side of town, down near the creek.

I don*t know just why Grandpa moved the family back to Hebron on Shoal Creek, perhaps it was because of the cold winters in Pine Valley. It was in Hebron that Ellen gave birth to Joseph Hans in 1876 and Stephen in 1878. The latter only lived three days.

This time on Shoal Creek the living facilities were much more pleasant, but she still worked hard, milking cows, making butter and cheese. She also raised a good garden for her family needs.

I don’t suppose she made any objection when her husband decided he wanted to move her and her children to Paragonah. At this time he was 66 years old and had been released from his mission on the "Public Works" in St. George, so he was able to spend the rest of his life with Ellen.

She was a woman of noble character, a good wife and mother. In due time her children chose their life’s companions from among the young people of Paragonah and other places. Her grandchildren were a source of joy and comfort to her.

I knew Albert Robinson with his parents, Uncle Tom and Aunt Susie, had lived neighbors to Grandma Ellen, so I asked him if he could tell me a little about her. He said she was a very kind and good neighbor, and that she used to visit quite often in their home. He liked to listen to their conversations because Sister Lund talked with quite a "broken Danish" brogue. He knew her to be a quiet and unassuming little woman, minding her own affairs and expecting others to do the same.

He remembers once her telling his mother about a little experience she had in meeting. It seemed that someone had furnished some bread for the sacrament which was rather sticky, and she had difficulty swallowing it. She said, "I tell ye, Susie, I got that bread stuck in the roof of my mouth and I choked and I choked, and I could hardly get that stuff down."

Another time three lads of the town, Tom Edwards, Little Alex Robb, and Tom B. Robinson came one night to steal cherries from Sister Lund’s trees east of the house. She heard a racket and went out and got right under the tree without them knowing she was there. Then she spoke in a mild voice. "Are those cherries good, boys?" As Albert described it, they were so startled they didn’t stop to climb down from the tree, they jumped from where they were and hit the ground running. They never bothered Sister Lund’s fruit again.

Her husband died July 26, 1889 after a lingering illness. She lived on with her sons, Richard and Joseph, and her last year with Richard’s wife. Wilts and his wife had also lived there with his mother for one year after their marriage.

Ellen was well along on her 65th year when death came, September 15, 1902 at her home in Paragonah. After a fitting funeral service she was taken to Parowan and laid to rest beside her husband.



By A. Terry Lund, A Son

My father, Alfred Willard Lund, was born 27 October 1860 near the Jordan River about seven miles west of Salt Lake City. He was the first child born to Wilson Lund and his second wife, Ellen Nielson Lund.

Grandfather had some property out in West Jordan where he built a little home and moved grandmother out there. She was a pioneer in very deed as the living conditions were very primitive in 1860. She had a few neighbors who were good and kind to her even though they couldn’t understand her Danish talk too well.

It was a joy to Grandma to know she would soon have a baby to keep her company in her lonely hours. Grandma was sick before her time, and when help was needed, Grandpa had to drive the long distance into the city with ox team to get the nurse. The kind neighbor lady not seeing Grandma around as usual sent her Alfred to see if she were ill.

When Grandpa finally got back with the midwife, Sister Richards, Father had already made his appearance. He was so small that a woman’s wedding ring could be slipped over his little hand onto his wrist. I have heard him say he could be fit nicely into a quart cup. He was carried around on a pillow. When he was named he was called Alfred Willard. Alfred for the little neighbor boy and Willard for Willard Richards, the husband of the midwife.

He was just two years old when a little sister, Ann Maria, was added to the family on 21 October 1862. It was on that day that his father with both families were called to go to St. George.

I don’t remember father telling anything about the trip south until their arrival at Coal Creek, just north of Cedar City where the pioneer company made camp. This was Christmas Eve. On Christmas Day some of the good brethren from Cedar City came to camp and invited the weary travelers into their homes to partake of a hot dinner. Brother John Gower invited the Lund family to go home with him. They gladly accepted and life long friendship was made.

It was a week later that this second company to enter St. George Valley drew to a stop beside the camp of those who had come in 1861.

The next thing that I remember father telling me about was the families experience at Calf Springs on Shoal Creek. His father was obliged to stay in St. George to Cut stone for the buildings under construction. Father has told us many times of his half brother, Rob, staying at this ranch to help with the cattle. He seemed more like a father to him than a brother. Father used to be very frightened and run and hide when the roving Indians would come to their shanty and beg for food. Oft times they weren’t too friendly.

He loved to tell how Thomas Sirls Terry, who later became his father-in-law, came and moved them into the little settlement of Shoal Creek. He always appreciated the fact even though Brother Terry had two growing families of his own, he often brought them food and other necessities.

His father came in the fall of 1866 and moved them back to St. George where his little sister Ida was born. The next summer they went to Pine Valley to live. The building spot that his father bought was on the west side of town near the creek. He used to recall how he carried little buckets of mud up the hill from the creek to chink the cracks between the logs of their house.

He was baptized by Sylvester Earl 2 November 1868.

The best times that he had playing with other children were while he lived in Pine Valley. He had two or three marbles with which he became quite an expert shot. He made a bow and a few arrows he enjoyed playing with. He learned to make a tuneful willow whistle in the spring.

It was great sport to go down by the Creek and have an honest-to-goodness battle whites against the Indians. There was quite a bunch of little papooses in the tribe of Indians who were camped close by. The Papooses would get on one side of the Creek and the white kids on the other side armed with pliable willows. To one end of these they would hold a daub of soft mud. Then their target was just right, they would let fly with the ammunition. The white boys would scream with delight when the gooey mud spattered the little black hides of the enemy.

In the winter the snow fell deep in Pine Valley. Sometimes it even covered the fences so they could walk right over them. The main enjoyment in winter was coasting down the low slope at the foot of old Pine Valley Mountain. Father claimed his sled was one of the best in the crowd. It was made of wood with mahogany runners. They couldn’t always stay on their run away sleds but that was part of the fun, to go rolling off into the snow.

Grandma Lund milked cows to provide milk, butter, and cheese for her family. It was Father’s job to take them out in the hills and meadows and let them graze during the day, then bring them in for milking at night. I have heard him say how Grandma would give him a piece of corn bread to eat along the way. Sometimes the cows would wander far from home, and it would be after dark when he returned.

His main companion on these excursions after the cows was a little orphan boy. They were very careful to look for Indians. If the boys saw the Indians first, they would hide. If the Indians detected them, they would try not to appear frightened. It was rather dangerous to be out because one man had been shot in the back with an arrow and another man was shot in the arm with one.

Father received what little schooling he had in this community. His teacher was a widow lady who taught the school in her own home for about three months during the winter.

Here the people lived the United Order for some time. It was his job to help cut the spuds for planting. This was a tedious job which went on for days at a time.

When he was about 15 years old, the family moved back to Hebron where they lived about six years.

Here my dad with the other men and boys would go out in Bull Valley and capture wild horses by trapping them in a wing corral. They would also get a supply of meat by killing wild cattle. Dad was a good shot with his cap and ball six shooter or with any other gun for that matter. I can remember once a bunch of us kids were held spellbound as he drove an eight penny nail in a board by shooting it on the head with his six shooter.

He made his own bullets and carried his own powder horn with the powder in for his guns. Up in Red Creek Canyon once, he killed two nice buck deer with one shot from his 40-70 rifle.

When the Lunds moved to Paragonah, Dad worked hard to help get established. They bought a little home from Hyrum Stevens and what land they could in the field.

Father was a very religious man, living his religion every day as he believed it. He never made a practice of working on Sunday. Before he was married, he was chosen president of the Y.M.M.I.A.

In March of 1888 he accepted a call to the Northern States Mission. He studied hard and did much good. I have heard him tell of two experiences he had that weren’t too pleasant. He and his companion were laboring in a Wisconsin town once where the people were very hostile to the Mormon preachers. Mobs threatened to tar and feather them if they didn’t get out of town immediately. Another time they were ‘rottened egged’ out of town, and they had a terrible time cleaning their suits.

Dad came home in October 1889. His father had died while he was away. As soon as he returned he was made president of the Mutual.

The next thing in order was to get him a wife. He went with a few girls around Paragonah, but the one he thought most of was Susie Terry out at the Terry Ranch west of Enterprise. He made a few trips out there and soon persuaded her that he was just the fellow she had been waiting for.

They were married in the St. George temple 12 June 1894 by David H. Cannon. They came to Paragonah to make their home. He had a wife now to keep him company, so he decided to increase his farm setup by homesteading 160 acres of land out at Little Creek. He built a little log cabin and later added a comfortable adobe room. Their neighbors were William and Lovina Barton, another young couple who were homesteading, too. Lyde Barton and her family and David and Eliza Ann Edwards were also their neighbors.

The Lund’s first child was born 28 October 1895. She was called Minerva and died 1 November 1895. Verna Ellen came next on 5 August 1897. She died of neglected medical attention following ruptured appendix 1 October 1915 at St. George, Utah. She was 18 years old and was going to school there. It was a great shock to Father, Mother and the rest of us when her untimely death occurred.

My parents moved back into town as soon as they had their homestead proved up on. They lived in a little log house on the lot later purchased by Uncle Wils. As soon as possible Dad built a nice two-story brick home on his own lot that he had purchased.

It was here that I was born 7 July 1900; Willard Hyrum, 31 December 1902; Mary Roxa, 2 February 1907; and Grace, 3 March 1911.

All this time father was working with his three brothers, Wils, Rich, and Joe. They would take turns doing the farm work and freighting to the mining towns in Nevada. I think Dad and Uncle Wils did most of the freighting, perhaps because they were older and took more lead.

On the freight road Dad drove four horses and two wagons. Old Snap and Prince, a pair of fine bays, worked on lead. Old Chris, a black, and Old Hooks, a gray, as wheelers. One time when he was going up over Panaca Divide which was a steep grade he dropped the trail wagon and took the lead wagon on top. He then went back for the trail wagon. In his effort to couple the two wagons together again he was crushed between them by the horses starting ahead unbidden. His chest was caved in and the bones in his shoulders and back were badly crushed. He was never too well after this terrible accident. He suffered much pain all the rest of his life.

Some years after this Father chanced to take a drink of water from the Little Creek stream after a flood. He became very ill. When the simple home remedies failed to cure him, he was taken to Cedar City to Dr. Robinson. His sickness was diagnosed as Typhoid Fever. He was confined to the hospital for several months with Lottie Haight as his nurse. He was later taken to the Haight home and cared for until he was sufficiently recovered to be brought home.

To keep Dad’s share of the farm work going Mother hired her nephew, Walter Windsor from Enterprise to come and work.

To hasten Father’s recovery by increasing circulation the Doctor ordered him to take a cold bath every morning as he got out of bed. He followed this practice implicitly for two years or three, even on the freight road when he had to break the ice in the bucket of water.

He was a strong supporter of all civic improvements. When a few citizens of the town decided to put in a water system from a side canyon up Red Creek, he took stock in the enterprise and did his share of the work on the pipe line.

The town was incorporated in 1916. He acted as town board member for two terms. He also served two terms as County Commissioner of Iron County.

All these years his church work was never neglected. He acted as Superintendent of the Sunday School for 21 years in this ward. When he was released, he received a beautiful gold watch as a token of appreciation for his faithful services. He was one of the seven presidents of the 69th quorum of Seventies for 15 years. In 1920 he again acted as president of the Y.M.M.I.A., serving this time about five years. He became a High Priest in 1916 and from then on was ward supervisor of that group for many years.

He was a member of the ward genealogical committee for a long time. In 1926 he was set apart to work on the Parowan Stake Genealogical Board. He and Mother were always interested in doing temple work. They traveled to St. George whenever they could.

Father was anxious to have his children obtain as much education as possible. Four of us went to St. George to school, and Willard attended the Murdock Academy in Beaver. At the close of Vera’s first year at the ‘Dixie’ Father went down to move her home. On the east side of Leeds he stopped to water the horses at a big ditch. To save time he didn’t unhitch them from the buggy, but just removed the bridles to let them drink. Something at the side of the road frightened the team, ‘Old Dick’ and ‘Snip’, who left on the run. Vera who had been sitting peacefully on the seat pulled back on the lines and tried to stop them, but to no avail because there were no bridle bits to govern the runaways.

A fellow on horse back saw the dangerous plight Vera was in and took out in hot pursuit. He succeeded in grabbing Old Dick by the halter rope and brought them to a stop before any damage could be done.

Barbara Adams told me a little story just recently to show father’s honesty. She used to clerk in the store in Parowan. One day Father came in and bought quite a bill of goods. He was given $5.00 too much in change. He didn’t notice it until he got home, but the next day he drove the distance of 4 ½ miles to Parowan to rectify the mistake.

It was around 1915 that father had an opportunity to make some extra money right at home by being agent for the Jensen Creamery Co. of Salt Lake City. Later it was known as the Mutual Creamery Co.

He shared this business with his brothers, Rich and Joe, because they were all working together. They would take turns gathering the cream from the people of Enoch, Summit, Parowan, and Paragonah. A sample was taken from each quantity of cream, then it was put together making an average of forty, ten gallon cans which made up the load hauled by team and wagon to the railroad at Milford. It would take the better part of four days to make the trip until Joe bought an International truck. Then the round trip could be made in one day.

They would load back with freight for the store and individuals. At regular intervals to their list of goods was added a gallon or two of Port wine for some of the good old brethren of Paragonah. This was purchased from the saloon in Milford. (Of course this was just taken as medicine. Ha, Ha)

The cream business was a great help to the people of these towns to be able to have a little pay check coming in regular.

Mother died June 30, 1922 of Brights Disease. This was a great sorrow to Father and, the rest of us, since his health had been so poor, she had taken a lot of the responsibility and made things as easy for him as possible.

There was one little incident that happened that eased our grief somewhat at her passing, however. She had been sick for about a week when she called me to her bedside one morning and told me that Grandpa Terry had been to visit her during the night. She said he gave her the choice of going with him or staying here. She chose to go because the work he had outlined needed her help on the other side, and it was much more important than what she was doing here.

Roxa at the age of 15 assumed the responsibilities of the home and did a fine job. That fall I went on my mission as had been planned. Willard married Mary Dunton and lived in the home. Father took Roxa and Grace and went to St. George where he could work in the temple and the girls could attend school.

Later when we all got married, father spent most of the winters in St. George and his summers in Paragonah helping Willard and I on the farm.

When Roxa moved to Salt Lake and Grace to Nevada, he spent most of his time in his later years with Roxa. He enjoyed attending the church meetings wherever he lived and made many friends. His greatest joy, however, was in doing temple work.

He had a burning desire to do research work and find his dead ancestors. He was liberal with his means in this important endeavor and had an expert researcher from the Genealogical Society hired constantly.

He loved children and derived a great deal of joy and pleasure from his 16 living grandchildren.

In January 1944 he went down to Henderson, Nevada to be with Grace where it was a little warmer to spend the remainder of the winter. He hadn’t been there very long until he took sick. He was taken to the hospital and operated on for strangulated hernia. He was recovering satisfactorily when pneumonia developed. He died February 27, 1944. He was brought home to Paragonah where a fitting funeral service was held. He was buried by the side of his dear wife in the Paragonah Cemetery.



As told to Bertha Topham Swindlehurst

I was born at West Jordan, Salt Lake City, Utah, October 21, 1862. I was the second child and eldest daughter in the family of eight. My father was Wilson Lund and my mother was Ellen Nielson Lund. I was born early Sunday morning, and that same day in the Sacrament meeting Wilson Lund, my father, received a call from President Brigham Young to go with a company of Saints to St. George.

Here he was to assist in the erection of the St. George Tabernacle and Temple and other public buildings. Father was a stone cutter by trade and had cut stone used in building both the Nauvoo and Salt Lake Temples.

When I was three weeks old, the family left Salt Lake City and started on the journey for Dixie. Since it was late in the season, the trip was a long, cold, and arduous one. On Christmas Eve the family camped just north of the bridge crossing the Coal Creek at Cedar City. The next morning the ground was covered with two feet of snow. Father cleared away the snow and placed a chair near the camp fire. Here he left Mother, Alfred and me while he went into town to buy flour and other supplies to take on to St. George.

Two brethren, Henry Lunt and John Gower, came out to the camp. Brother Gower invited us to come to his home and spend Christmas Day. This we did. The following morning we resumed the journey on to St. George, arriving there on New Years Eve. It took just one week to make the trip from Cedar City to St. George, a distance of 63 miles.

The family lived in the wagon box until spring when Father moved Mother and us small children to a place called Shoal Creek near what is now known as Enterprise. It was at this ranch where the cattle and sheep owned and operated by the Dixie Co-op herd were taken for summer as well as winter range. We took up a ranch at Calf Springs. It was a lonely place with no neighbors for miles around. Robert, Father’s oldest son, spent some time here with us. Mother and he milked cows. She made butter and cheese to supply the family of Eliza, or Aunt Lund’s family, (Father’s first wife) as well as for our own use.

While out here Mother made her first quilt. We helped her gather wool tags from the brush. She cleaned and corded the wool into bats to go inside the quilt. At the end of the third year Robert, my half brother, was called to Salt Lake City to learn telegraphy. He needed new cloths to wear. Mother corded wool and spun the yarn used in making the cloth out of which his pants were made. He later became Brigham Young’s telegraph operator in St. George.

While living at Calf Springs the only faces of human beings Mother, Alfred, and I saw were those of savage Indians who inhabited the mountains. Food supplies were scarce, and oft times Mother gave them the last pan of fresh milk to satisfy their demands. Scarcely a day passed that they did not knock at the door and ask for food.

In September of that same year President Erastus Snow came out in that vicinity to visit all the people who were living in that scattered and sparsely settled area. He made special mention of the Wilson Lund family. When told we were living about 6 or 7 miles beyond at Calf Springs, he demanded of the brethren that they did not sleep until Sister Ellen and her family were brought back into Shoal Creek. The house into which we moved had only three walls and part of a roof. Mother turned the table up to make a door and hung blankets around the windows. Yet many mornings we were awakened to find our bed covered with several inches of snow. Many were the mornings our good neighbor, Brother Thorns Terry, came to the cabin and called, "Are you all alive? Dress your children and come over to our house for breakfast." Brother Terry would carry Alfred through the snow, and Mother would carry me.

Just before Christmas Father was released from his public works mission long enough to come up and move us to St. George. On January 18, 1865 Ida was born.

When the warm and hot days of spring and summer came, Mother was in such a weakened condition it became necessary for her to be taken up to Pine Valley, a place some 20 miles north of St. George where a settlement had been established. Here Father purchased a small plot of ground, got out logs, and built a small house for the family to live in. During the time our house was being built we lived with a family by the name of Jacobson. Pine Valley was our home for 7 years. It was here Nellie, Wilson, and Richard were born. In the spring of the year Father came up long enough to plant the crop which consisted of wheat and vegetables. Mother and we children took care of them, milked cows, and made butter and cheese. These with a five gallon keg of molasses which Father brought up from St, George when he came in the fall to help gather the crops, furnished us our supply of food. The butter and cheese we divided with the other family who lived in St. George.

It was here in Pine Valley I had my first experience in school. My first teacher was Mrs. Julia Cox, a daughter of William Snow. Our school lasted three months out of each year. It was a typical pioneer school.

Another experience which stands out in my memory very vividly was that of assisting my father to quarry sand stone rock from which he made grinding stones and whet stones. We worked early and late during the short time he was not at work in St. George. These stones he brought to Beaver and Iron County and sold for flour, shoes, and other articles with which to feed and cloth the family.

From Pine Valley we moved to Hebron just up on the bench from Shoal Creek. Life there was not so different to that in Pine Valley. The family engaged in farming and stock growing on a small scale. Since Hebron was such a small community it took the united effort of all to carry on Church activities and furnish recreational functions for all. Church was the central feature. I sang in the choir and assisted in Sunday School and theatrical performances or exhibitions as they were usually called.

It was there that I first joined the Y.L.M.I.A. In those days we had no outlined programs to follow, so it was necessary for us to make up our programs. Each member wrote articles and contributed them to the officers. These were combined into a paper which was read in our weekly meetings.

One summer an epidemic of the dreaded disease diphtheria broke out. I was one of its victims, and it was only through the power of the priesthood that my life was spared. Well do I remember the blessing given me by Brother Charles Pulsipher. It was from then on that I began to get well. However, it was months before I recovered from the effects of the disease. (Three obsesses formed on my neck and Mother poulticed them for weeks before they broke.)

On March 1877 I went to the St. George Temple and was baptized for my health and received my endowments. While at Hebron I had many proposals to enter into plural marriage but did not wish to accept any of them.

While at Hebron Joseph and Stephen were born. Stephen lived only three days. The family became very dissatisfied there, the water dried up and the crops were a failure. At the completion of the St. George Temple in 1877 Father was released from the public service and given a blessing by President Brigham Young and told to go where he and his family could live and be most comfortable.

Father was in very poor health and unable to do scarcely any kind of work, as he had contracted a very severe type of asthma caused from the stone dust and steel from the tools he used in his work. Mother, too, was in very delicate health. She could not stand the hot climate of St. George, so Father decided it best to move farther north. After some deliberation he decided to buy a farm at Paragonah. This would furnish employment for the boys, and the climate was better for both him and Mother.

It was a sad day for me when we left Hebron. My girlhood friends and acquaintances were most dear to me, and they were loath to lose me because of usefulness in the activities and social life of the community.

In February 1881 we left Hebron and moved to Paragonah where we were received by many good and kind hearted people to whom we soon became attached and endeared.

Because of the poor health of my mother more of the caring of the children fell to me, ‘Mother Annie’, as the younger children called me.

All my life I had been desirous of getting a good education. I welcomed the time when school would begin, for I hoped to get some lessons in grammar and geography. School had been in session only two weeks when the teacher of the school, Mr. Zera P. Terry, asked me to teach the first and second grades. I felt very incompetent, yet I could not refuse for I felt it an honor and opportunity. School supplies were scarce. I had to make all my own charts. I received $30 per month. This was not all cash, but I took anything which could be used by the family.

I was also called to teach the New Testament Class in Sunday School. Later on I was invited to become a member of the Relief Society. On August 6, 1885 I was chosen and set apart by Brother Samuel P. Horsley to act as secretary of that organization. In the fall of that same year I was asked to act as president of the Y.L.M.I.A. I held this position for two years.

Soon after coming to Paragonah as a girl I met Thomas A. Topham whom I later married on February 17, 1887 in the St. George Temple. Our Honeymoon was spent at the ranch in Bear Valley where I cooked for ranch hands, made butter and cheese, and supervised indoor activities incident to ranch life.

When I was released from President of the Y.L.M.I.A., I was asked to act as a teacher and served in that capacity from 1896 to 1901. At that time I was chosen by Sister Emma R. Robinson to serve as Second Counselor in the Relief Society. I held this position until 1905 when I was asked to become president. I served as president for 8 years from 1905 until 1913. I chose as my counselors Aunt Jane Topham and Mary N. Stones. After being released from presiding I was chosen to act as Treasurer from 1913 to 1917.

During this time the Relief Society gathered and stored wheat. This wheat was loaned out to individuals to tide them over until harvest time. It entailed much work and anxiety for it was sometimes difficult to collect as good a product as we loaned out.

On February 4, 1917 Sister Farizine Robinson was chosen president of the Relief Society. She insisted that I act as her first counselor which I did from 1917 until 1925. In addition to carrying on Relief Society activities I was chosen Chairman and Supervisor of the American Red Cross in Paragonah. During World War I we did enormous amounts of knitting, sewing, and made thousands of bandages for our soldier boys. We also collected shoes, old clothing of all kinds, and remade them and sent them overseas to our Allies.

In 1925 I was chosen and set apart to take care of the dead and supervise the sewing for the same. This I did until the services of an undertaker became available. The day was never too cold not too hot, the night too dark and stormy, the hour too early or too late for me to go into any home when called to assist in caring for the sick; and when death came to help prepare the loved one properly for burial.

My church and public activities were not my main center of attraction. My home and family were most important. My husband and I were blessed with five children, two died in infancy. Three grew to maturity. The death of Karl in 1921 brought our first real sorrow. At this time Amenzo was serving as a missionary in the North Western States. Bertha also filled a mission in the Central States in 1929 and 30. In February 1925 my beloved husband died.

All my life I have taken the part of Mother Annie to my brothers and sisters. Joseph lived in my home from 1921 until his death in 1933.

Until the last few years I have spent considerable time working in the Temple and have enjoyed doing work for those who could not do it themselves I have always been a firm believer in the principle of tithing and have always tried to pay an honest tithe. I feel I have received many blessings from the Lord through obedience to that principle. I have also paid my fast offerings and have contributed as generously as possible to all worthy causes both Church and civic enterprises. Since I have been unable to work at the temple, I have spent my time at home here where my neighbors and friends have helped me pass the time by their frequent visits and also at Beaver where I have acquired many friends and look forward to their visits. I also look forward to the daily visits of Grandpa and Grandma Swindlehurst.

Aunt Annie fell and broke her hip on April 4, 1950 and spent her remaining days in the Iron County Hospital where her cheerfulness and patience endeared her to those who took care of her. She died April 29 at the age of 88.

Aunt Annie has gone to her well earned rest, and to her who has given so generously of her time and talents the words of the song could well be dedicated to her.

Rest, rest for the weary soul

Rest, rest for the aching head

Rest, rest on the hillside rest

With the uncounted dead.

Rest, rest for the battle’s O’er

Rest, rest for the race is run.

Rest, rest where the gates are closed

With each evening’s settling sun.



1866 - 1904

Arranged by Nora Lund - Assisted by Thelma S. Melling

Ida Johanna Lund was born at St. George, Utah 18 January 1866. She was the first child born to her parents after they arrived in Dixie. The Lund family moved to Pine Valley when Ida was just a baby. She was blessed by Robert Gardner in the summer of 1866. In July 1875 she was baptized by Harrison Burgess and confirmed by William Snow.

The family moved to Paragonah when Ida was 15 years old. She no doubt had some schooling here as well as in Pine Valley and Hebron.

One little interesting incident in her life concerns a beloved doll with a black China head. On one occasion her parents went to Salt Lake City on a business and pleasure trip. They brought a few special things home for the children. One was a beautiful doll. Annie the older sister, had never had much of a doll in her entire life, so she wanted it, but Ida teased so hard for it she got it. She was rather sickly, so sometimes she was favored by her parents.

When she became old enough and was able she worked around town some for different people.

Mary Robb Prothero told me about Ida being in their crowd of girls, although she was a little older. Those making up the group were: Agnes Horsley, Jane Williamson, Margaret Ann Owens, Carline Jones, Mary Robb and Ida Lund. These six girls used to have great times together. They made it a practice of going to each others places for supper. Mary vows she has eaten many a good supper in the Lund home. She remembers listening to the interesting stories that Ida*s mother told of the hardships in the early days.

One sport these girls enjoyed was to make tea and then have their fortunes told with the tea leaves left in the bottom of the cup. If they wanted to hear extra special things about their future, they would all trip over to Old Grandma Dunton’s who lived a block north of the Lunds. She was supposed to be an expert in the art; most usually though they would tell each others’ fortunes.

Mary laughingly recalled how one night they were all having supper together at the Lunds’. This was after Seth Smith started coming to see Ida. Mary was telling Ida’s fortune from the tea leaves. She told her among other things that Seth would come to see her that night. Ida giggled, saying, "You are wrong on that. " Sure enough not long after there was a knock at the door, and it was young Smith having just arrived from Beaver on horse back.

I tried to find out just how Seth and Ida started going together. Dave Prothero says he thought perhaps she met him as she would accompany her brother Wilts to Beaver where he received medical aid from Dr. Christenson. Thelma suggests that it could have been that the shoes for Ida and the rest of the Lund family were made by Seth’s father. Old Grandpa Smith made and sold shoes to the people all over this locality. Mary Prothero says that she just thinks Seth was like other young men. He was out hunting him a girl and found Paragonah a "green pasture". Be that as it may, the fact remains that he courted her in Paragonah quite a few years.

It was a very exciting occasion when Ida was permitted to go to Salt Lake City in company with her brother Alfred. While there she had an opportunity to take chances on a punch board. Her joy knew no bounds when she won a lovely music box. This box is described as being made of mahogany or some other fine wood, highly polished. Its size is about 8 X 14. It is wound with a little key or lever and it plays eight beautiful tunes. For fear it would get broken on the journey home, Ida carried it all the long way on her lap. (Thelma has this music box. To the joy of everyone the old songs can still be heard by winding with the key. She also has the doll spoken of above, as well as her mother’s wedding dress and many other priceless keepsakes.)

Mary also told of the night Ida and Seth were married. What a jolly time all the relatives and friends had together. The big front room of the Lund home was filled to capacity. Bishop William E. Jones preformed the ceremony, February 18, 1896.

I would like to go back now and tell a little of Ida’s life in regard to her church activities. Her friends who are still living today (1953) say that she was always faithful in her church duties. Sunday always found her attending her meetings. She was especially active in the Mutual Improvement Association work. Records show she was president of that Organization with Matilda J. Barton and Martha Owens as her counselors. She was secretary of this organization when Mary N. Stone was president. Then again we find she was first counselor to Matilda Barton Davenport, with Sarah Hanks as the other counselor.

When she married and went to Beaver to live in 1896, she was released from her position as counselor to Sister Davenport. No doubt she was just as active in the church organization over at Beaver.

It was June 20, 1896 that Seth and Ida traveled to the St. George Temple and were sealed for time and eternity.

This fine couple were blessed with a baby daughter, Thelma who came to them October 19 1901 at Beaver.

Ida had never been too healthy and robust. Her average weight was only about 105 lbs., and she was a bit more than 5 ft. tall. However, she was a very ambitious person and worked far beyond her strength. She was affected with a heart ailment which caused her death in Beaver, Utah, June 7, 1904.

Ida’s sister Annie brought little Thelma who was not yet three years old home to Paragonah to care for her. Then when Seth married the young widow Emma Josephine Robinson Jones of Paragonah. Thelma was taken back home again to live with her father and her new mother.

When Emma had children of her own there was no distinction between them. If any was favored, it was Ida’s child. Thelma was cared for and loved right along with her sister Ida, who died young, and her brothers Reed and Albert.

Thelma received her schooling in Beaver and graduated with the last class ever to graduate from the famous old Murdock Academy. It closed in the spring of 1922.

She came to Cedar to further her education at the B. A. C. in the fall of 1922. It was here she met and married William Lapworth Melling, son of Joseph Melling and Sarah Jane Walker Melling in the St. George Temple 21 December 1927.

To them have been seven children, Marie, Dee, Douglas, JoAnn, Allen, Joe, and Roma.

Recently Thelma received a letter from her Aunt May Smith Branch of Price, Utah in which was a little more information concerning her mother. Mrs. Branch is a sister of Seth.

It seems that Seth met Ida Lund of Paragonah while she was visiting her friend, Ninnie Farrer in Beaver. It so happened that the Farrers were neighbors of the Smiths. Seth thought Ida a very nice girl, but he wasn’t especially interested because he was keeping steady company with Jane LaFever of Panguitch. When he and this young lady quit going together, he immediately thought again of Ida Lund with serious intentions.

The home that Seth brought Ida to live in at Beaver after they were married was a three-roomed log house. Seth owned two lots extending along the west side of the block. This home stood nearly in the center of his property. It was in this house that Ida’s only child was born.

Plans for the big brick house on the corner were made even before Ida died; but of course, she never lived to enjoy it. However, she appreciated her comfortable home and always kept it neat and clean.

May tells of living with Seth and Ida while she was attending the Murdock Academy and how she enjoyed her stay with them. There was never a more congenial couple than these two. They never spoke a cross word to each other. That certainly is a fine tribute to Ida’s agreeable disposition. May mentions how poorly Ida’s health was all this time.

Another thing that would be worthy of mentioning here is in connection with the hospitable nature of Ida’s mother, Ellen Nielson Lund. May remembers going to Paragonah after Seth and Ida were married and spending two weeks at the Lund home. She never forgot how kind Sister Lund was to her and the fine young people she met and associated with.



1871 - 1907

By Roene Lund

Wilson Lund Jr. was born at Pine Valley, Washington County, Utah June 10, 1871. He was the son of Wilson and Ellen Nielson Lund. His father had come from England as a convert to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, and his mother, as a young Danish girl, had joined the Church and come to the United States. She crossed the Plains in Captain Christensen*s Hand Cart Company.

The Lund family had moved to Pine Valley from Shoal Creek around 1867. His father spent most of his time in St. George working as a stone cutter on the Tabernacle and Temple, living with his first wife, Eliza Ann.

When Wilson was born, the family was living in a small log house. There were already one boy and three girls in the family. Alfred, Annie, Ida, and Ellen.

He was blessed July 3, 1871 by William Snow.

About 1875 the family left Pine Valley and moved back to Shoal Creek, then called Hebron. At Hebron, Wilts was baptized by A. Perry Windsor, on June 3, 1880, and was confirmed on the 7th of June by his father, Wilson Lund Sr.

His boyhood days were spent in about the same way as other pioneer boys. His family was very poor and worked hard for a meager existence. He had some schooling, but most of his education was in the school of hard knocks.

After living in Hebron for about eight years the father thought Ellen and the children would do better in Paragonah, a small town in Iron County. Consequently, in 1881 they moved there. Records show that Wilts made advancement in the Priesthood. He was ordained a Teacher on January 24, 1892 by Stephen S. Barton and an Elder on November 6, 1898 by Richard Robinson.

He was a man weighing around 158 pounds, measuring about 5 ft. 10 in. tall. He had blue eyes and sandy hair.

Dave Prothero said he knew Wilts from the time the Lunds arrived in Paragonah. He said Wilts was sort of a quiet fellow. He didn’t care to go carousing around at night and playing pranks on people like some of the other boys did. In fact, that the Lund boys worked so hard in the daytime that they were glad to tumble into bed as soon as the evening chores were done.

When Wilts was in his twenties, he had a serious kidney infection and suffered a great deal of misery from it. He made regular trips to Beaver to Dr. Christensen for medical aid. Dave says he has accompanied him on some of these trips. They would go over one day and back the next, and sometimes would stay a day or two. Eventually Wilts got better and was able to live a normal life again.

He secured a job with the Paragonah Co-op Cattle Company, Simon and George Topham, Managers, who ranged their cattle in Bear Valley and surrounding country. It was Wilt’s job, along with the other men, to ride over the range every day in an endeavor to keep the Co-op herd of 1,000 to 1,200 head of cattle on their own range. Often times the cattle would get on the Panguitch side of the mountain where they would be taken into the stray pen by Panguitch men who would appraise damages. It was also the duty of these Co-op cow punchers to mark and brand the calves. During the hay season they would put up stacks and stacks of grass hay. In the fall the cow hands would round up all the cattle for the annual sale after which they trailed the rest to Mud Springs which was the winter range. He worked for the company for two years.

Wilts used to go to the dances and have a gay time. He started to go with Sarah Jane Williamson, the very pretty young daughter of William and Martha Knowles Williamson. She was always popular at dances, having patience to teach the younger boys how to dance as well as dancing with the older fellows. It rather surprised the crowd when she started keeping company with Wilts, because he was so quiet while she was so lively and full of pep. After courting the charming Jane for some time, they journeyed to St. George where they were married in the temple on November 16, 1898 by David H. Cannon.

They left Paragonah Sunday morning, November 13, accompanied by Uncle Seth and Aunt Ida Lund Smith, and arrived in St. George about 2:30 the following Tuesday. They went to the home of Wilt’s father’s first wife, Eliza Ann (known to them as Aunt Lund). The remainder of the day was spent in heating water, having baths and getting ready to go to the Temple the following morning.

At that time only one session each day was held in the Temple, so they stayed the following day and attended another session. Friday morning they started on their journey back to Paragonah, arriving late Sunday night, eight days from the time they had left Paragonah to be married.

That winter they lived with Wilts mother and family; but when spring came, they moved into the Williamson home so Jane could keep house for her father while her mother and the other children were at the ranch. In the fall of 1899 they purchased the lot now owned by his son Wilson from Dave Owens, for the sum of $95.00. This included the south half of the city block, the house, which was one large log room, a rocking chair, six chairs, a bed, dresser and commode. Later Wilson built a kitchen onto this room. He also built a fence around the property to protect the young apple orchard and plumb trees which Owens had planted earlier. The house still stands and is lived in by a granddaughter, Betty Jean Lund Smith.

Terry Lund remembers his Uncle Wilt coming up to his father’s home once which was one block east to discuss some matter of business. He was just sitting there relaxed on his black mare, when all of a sudden the mare was attacked by some of the Lund honey bees which Susie was robbing. The old mare lit out for home in a hurry taking the startled Wilts along with her.

Retta was born February 4, 1901.

Wilts was an ambitious man. He worked cooperatively with his brother Alf, Rich, and Joe on the farm, but its production was hardly sufficient to support his family. As there was no payroll job in or around town, he was obliged to turn to other means of making a livelihood. In company with his brothers and other men of the community, they made extra money by freighting to the mining camps in Nevada. These freighters would buy up eggs, butter, flour, grain, etc. load two wagons drawn by four horses or perhaps a single team and wagon and start out on the road. It required two or three weeks to make the trip.

Lola Ellen was born February 5, 1906.

Wilts continued to work on the farm and freight for the next year, but in the spring of 1907 Wilts had the grip or flu. He just couldn’t seem to get his strength back, so contacted kidney trouble. Years before it had bothered him some, but for years he had been free from it until he had the flu.

Retta broke her shoulder in April, so Wilts stayed home to help care for her as Jane wasn’t too well at that time. Wilson was born May 3, 1907.

Wilts health didn’t seem to improve regardless of what was done for him. On June 15, 1907 when his son was just six weeks old, he passed away at the very young age of 36 years.

This was a hard blow to the young wife and mother, but she had to carry on. Later assisted by members of her family in the care of her children, she was able to go to work to support them. She eventually married again.

The children are a credit to the memory of their father. They have been good upright citizens and assisted in church and civic affairs. The grandchildren too are fine young people. With the fine inheritance they possess, they will contribute much good in the communities in which they live.



1868 — 1947

Arranged by Nora Lund, Assisted by Family Members

Ellen Sophia Lund was the fourth child born to Wilson and Ellen Nielson Lund. Prior to her birth which occurred June 21, 1868 the family had moved to Pine Valley, Washington County, Utah. This little town was situated well up to the foot of the Old Pine Valley Mountains which kept a watchful eye over this handful of people who were trying to wrest a living from the fertile soil and graze a few cattle on the abundant grass on the meadows and hill sides.

When the object of this history was but two or three years old, she had a very close call from death. Her father had made a high chair for his smaller children. As Nellie was the youngest it was her chair. On this occasion she was trying to climb down the chair which was in front of the fire place. In doing so she lost her balance and fell into the fire. Her screams brought her mother who snatched her from the jaws of death, but not before her right side was badly burned.

In due time with careful treatment of home remedies the badly seared flesh finally healed, but left such deep scars on her body that later in life, especially during her childbearing, she suffered untold agony.

The adventures of Nellie’s early life took place here in this little town. The white children and Indian children sometimes played together, at least indulged in competitive games against each other. The older Indians were not so friendly and caused the white settlers much trouble. One man was shot in the back with an arrow and another man was shot in the arm with one.

About 1873 or 1876 the family moved back to Shoal Creek or Hebron and lived a few more years. Two more boys were born there, Joseph and Stephen. The family were still in rather poor circumstances as their father didn’t spend much time taking care of them.

Ellen was baptized June 7, 1877. Her schooling was very meager. It commenced in Pine Valley and was continued in Hebron. The first teacher taught the school in her own home so that she could care for her children. Later the teachers boarded around or were paid with whatever they could use that the parents could spare.

As soon as Nellie was old enough she was taught to work and to help out with the tasks around the home.

When the Public Buildings were completed and Wilson Lund’s services were no longer needed in St. George, President Young blessed him and told him to go wherever he could be happy to make his home. He decided Paragonah would be a suitable place to spend the rest of his days as the town of Hebron was being abandoned owing to insufficient water and land conditions.

In about 1881 when Nellie was 13 years old, the family came to Paragonah to make their home. Her father bought a lot from Hyrum Steven. It had an adobe house on it which was later remodeled.

To appease her ambitious nature as well as to help out with the living for the family and make a little money for herself Nellie would go up to the Old Co-op Ranch situated in the mountains east of Paragonah and work in the summers. She was employed by Brother Lyman of Parowan who was the manager of the Co-op dairy. She worked long hours and very hard for $1.50 per week. She helped with the making of butter and cheese. She became an expert cheese maker and when she had a home of her own, her family vowed they never tasted such good cheese as she could make.

Jennie says she remembers her mother saying that when she worked on a ranch in Bear Valley she milked 16 cows night and morning and carried the milk to the house. She made very little money, but what she did make she had to turn over to her father. She left the ranch just before she was married, but she saved enough to buy her wedding dress.

Nellie continued her schooling in Paragonah and later taught school there. She was always active in Church work. She was especially interested in M. I. A. work. Records show that she acted as Counselor of the Young Womans Mutual Improvement Association to Mary M. Stones during 1888 and 1890. Matilda Barton was the other counselor, and Ida Lund was secretary. In her later years Nellie was a faithful Relief Society worker in the different wards where she lived. She also taught in the Sunday School and Primary organizations. This all shows her love and devotion to her Church and her faith in God. She also did much temple work which afforded her much joy and satisfaction.

In her girlhood she was courted by young Stephen Alma Barton, Al, as he was called. He was the son of Samuel and Eliza Gingell Barton sturdy pioneer folks who were some of the first settlers of Paragonah. This young couple were married in the Manti Temple by John D. T. McAllister June 26, 1889.

It was a long journey to Manti in a wagon, but it was made more pleasant by the fact that another young couple, Sern Olsen and Emily Barton accompanied them.

Jennie relates that when her father and mother wanted to get married, grandpa and grandma Lund objected because father was partially blind, but her love for him was so strong that this handicap made little difference to her.

A few months after they were married they both were taken down with typhoid fever and went back to their separate parents. "Dad recovered sooner than Mother. They had thought Mother had lost her mind since the fever and pain had been so intense, so they made her knit a shawl. After completing the shawl she recovered her health and they were able to come together and live in Paragonah."

There wasn’t much of an opportunity for young people in this little town. The ‘move to Price’ bug had bitten quite a few of the local people, so Al and Sern thought they would see what they could do in the newly settled place. They worked there all winter; for pay they took real estate. They each acquired 2 city lots. Al’s two were situated in what is now the business district of the thriving city of Price. The bank building is the portion of one of the lots. The young husband returned home because of the delicate condition of Nellie.

On April 14, 1890 a fine baby boy came to bless their home. They named him Samuel Wilson.. On the 15th of July 1893 Stephen Alfred was born. Alma Ross came January 14, 1896 and Jennie Ellen, June 29, 1898. Glen Lund was born June 14, 1901, and Tessa Gay on April 7, 1905.

Al was a very industrious man and worked hard to provide for his family. To accomplish this he took to the freight road along with many other Paragonah men. He would load with butter, eggs, vegetables, grain, flour, and other available commodities that could be sold for cash at the mining towns of Nevada such as Pioche and Delamar. He would drive a four horse outfit in making these trips. It would take nine days to make the round trip, five out and four back. He also had some farming land here to which he attended.

As her husband was away from home so much of the time, most of the responsibilities of rearing the family were left to the mother.

One incident which occurred in July 1901 saddened the Barton family very much, one which they never quite got over. This was the terrible death of eight year old Stevie. The children were playing Hide and Seek around the lot, and Stevie was in the Grainery. In one of the grain bins his father kept a derrick fork. The framework was sticking up, and the four huge tines were resting on the floor. As the boy climbed up on the frame, it tipped up and some way one tine ran up through the soft part under his chin, protruding right through the tongue and with such force that the sharp point touched the brain. The screams of the mother and the children attracted the neighbor women, Sister Robb and Sister Lamoreaux, who came running. With much difficulty they were able to extricate the little fellow from this ugly murder weapon.

He was made as comfortable as possible on a cot under the apple tree, and Dr. Middleton came from Cedar City to aid in any way possible. But he never gained consciousness and bled profusely from the wound. He lived about 20 hours. A fitting funeral service was held for him in the Paragonah ward chapel, and the burial took place in the Parowan Cemetery.

Some time during the years 1905 and 1906 a group of Paragonah families thought they might better their living conditions by moving to Panguitch where they secured homes and farming land, Al. and Nell Barton were among this group. They bought 160 acres of farm land.

In February 1908 another baby girl was added to the family. She was called Arta.

The family lived in Panguitch for a number of years. Here Nell worked in the Relief Society six years. She also served as a general nurse and mid wife to this community during this period of her life.

When the boys were grown and became interested in making something for themselves, it was decided to try the mail contract business. In 1914 a bid was made and secured on the route from Lund to St. George by way of Cedar City. They also hauled passengers in the ‘Old Stanley Steamer’.

This necessitated the move of the family to Cedar City where they lived for five (or eight) years. During the years of the mail contract Nell had all the responsibility of keeping the books and records.

This was a job that Al and the boys could handle themselves, although they did hire a few drivers for their trucks at different times. The boys became quite efficient as mechanics. They were able to make the needed repairs on the trucks used. Ross became so apt at motor repair work that when he answered the call of his country during World War I, he was commended highly by his Commanding Officer for the speed with which he could tear down and re-assemble a part of the motor on the vehicles used in that branch of the service.

After their mail contract expired the Bartons again returned to Panguitch. They decided to move north to Murray in April 1920 and really go into farming, Al, and later his son, Sam, were especially involved in this venture. Nell was always a hard working, efficient woman. She worked as long as she could possibly drag around.

In her last illness she was patiently cared for by her children especially by her youngest daughter, Arta, at her home in Salt Lake City where she died January 17, 1947. A beautiful funeral service was conducted in the Grant Ward Chapel in Murray where her life was reviewed before a large crowd of relatives and friends January 20, 1947. She was laid to rest in the Murray Cemetery at the good old age of 79.

In 1927 Glen’s wife died and his mother cared for his four children. This was a hard task for her because of her advanced age, but she did it 2 years. When he remarried in l929, she still kept the second girl, Iona, until her marriage.




1874 - 1939

By Nora Lund, Historian, Assisted by His Family

The subject of this sketch first saw the light of day April 17, 1874 in the little town of Pine Valley which is situated at the foot of the majestic Pine Valley Mountains. His mother and the other children were largely left to themselves to wrest a living from the sources at hand, while the father worked in St. George.

The church leaders in Salt Lake City sent instructions throughout the church to establish the Order of Enoch, spoken of in the Bible, commonly known as the "United Order". This was that the people in each community would pool everything they had together and eat at one large kitchen; although they were allowed to have their own places of abode. The purpose of this plan was to have everything equal, share and share alike. No ambitious men could forge ahead and become more wealthy than his neighbor.

The leaders of the Pine Valley ward were ever ready to obey council; so the ‘Order of Enoch’ was started. I speak of all this because this Lund youngster was the very first child born in Pine Valley after the people there joined the United Order. Many friends made the suggestion to his mother that he be given the name of ‘Enoch’ after the Order, but she decided against it. He was blessed by William Snow in May 1874 and given the name of Richard Nielson Lund.

When Richard was a year or two old the father moved the family back to Hebron.. During the next few years that the family lived in that little community this young lad assisted what he could with the home chores. The children of that day made up their own games and played over the surrounding low hills as they herded the cow. Indians were troublesome at this time which kept the settlers ever on the alert.

In Paragonah, Iron County, land was available for homesteading. This seemed an ideal setup for Ellen’s growing boys, so about 1881 found the Lunds again with all their earthly possessions in a wagon coming to this town. On arrival they were able to purchase a lot with an adobe house on it and some land in the field.

Richard was about 7 years old at this time, and there was a school held during the winter months which he attended.

When be became 8 years old, he was baptized a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints on the 16th of July 1882 by William E. Jones and confirmed the same day by E. W. McIntire.

It was one of the most exciting times of Richards young life when he had the privilege of going to Salt Lake City when he was 11 years old. Of course, this was a long trip made with teams and wagon, but it was a never-to-be-forgotten adventure for this young lad. In the city they were able to purchase many needed articles for their home, among which was a cook stove for the mother. Rich loved to tell his children how he rode all the way back from Salt Lake City sitting on this stove.

Young Richard was always serious minded and he looked forward to the time when he could be ordained a deacon and officiate in the Aaronic Priesthood such as passing the sacrament and like duties. This honor was bestowed upon him June 5, 1892 under the hands of Stephen S. Barton. It might be well to mention here the advancements in the Priesthood as they took place to enrich his life. The date he was ordained a Teacher and a Priest or by whom are not recorded in the book I have access to, but he was ordained to the office of an Elder February 7, 1897 by Joseph P. Barton.. He was ordained a Seventy March 10, 1897 by George Teasdale. Anthony W. Ivans ordained him a High Priest on the 19th of September 1909.

Richard assisted his father and brothers on the farm.. When his brother Alfred was called on a mission in 1888, the extra farm work was assumed by the brothers left at home. The father; Wilson was getting along in years and was suffering greatly from disease incident to old age. Death came July 26, 1889.

Richard was always religiously inclined and when the call came for a mission, he readily accepted it. To get some extra money to help him get started on his mission he secured employment driving mail from Milford to Sulphur Springs in Beaver County. He departed March 11, 1897 for the South Western Mission. He received his endowments previous to this 15 February 1897 in the St. George Temple.

He worked hard to take the gospel message to the people he came in contact with. I have heard him say that memorizing scriptures came very hard for him at first, but he made up his mind he would master that mission requirement. With much prayerful study he was able to accomplish this and it stood him in hand throughout his life. He received an honorable mission release and returned home April 15, 1899. His certificate of release was signed by Wilford Woodruff, George Q. Cannon, and Joseph F. Smith.

He was at the age where his next thought was to find some nice girl to become his wife. He started keeping company with Adelaide Lamoreaux, daughter of Albert and Hulda Messanger Lamoreaux. In due time they were married in the St. George Temple on 29 October 1901 by President David H. Cannon. The trip, of course, was made in a covered wagon.

On their return to Paragonah he took his young bride to live at the old home with his mother, who died less than a year later 14 September 1902.

The Lund brothers continued to work the farm on a cooperative basis, but the revenue was not sufficient to justify full sustenance for their families. The one way of securing cash was by freighting to the mining camps in Nevada. The boys took turns working on the farm and on the freight road. They followed this procedure for many years.

Along about 1915 another means of making a little extra money was started. This was the gathering of cream from the people of Paragonah, Parowan, and Summit. They hauled this to the railroad in Milford where it was sent to the Jensen and Mutual Creameries in Salt Lake City. By team it took about four days to make these trips. When Joe bought a truck, the task was indeed simplified. Wilson was not in on this venture because he had died in 1907.

Rich was one of the main promoters of the water system to supply the town of Paragonah with a 98% pure culinary water. He sold stock and did more than his share of the labor. He acted as secretary of the company many years after its completion in 1912.

He was one of the founders of the Paragonah Irrigation and Canal Company. In 1916 the town was incorporated with William P. Barton as the first town president. Rich served on the town board where he always supported the measures that would make his town better.

No matter how busy he was with other things he never neglected his church duties. He was rewarded in his diligence by being appointed as a High Councilman of the Parowan Stake in September 1909. Then the stake comprised the towns of Paragonah, Parowan, Summit, Enoch, Cedar City, Kanarraville, New Harmony, New Castle, and Modena. He served faithfully and well in this capacity until his death. His wife states that many is the time that Rich would ride a horse to Parowan and get in a car with other Councilmen and go to Cedar City to attend meetings. On the return to Parowan he would ride his horse the 4 miles home. Many times it would be way into the night.

Among the family possessions is a certificate where Richard Lund was called and set apart to labor as a missionary for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints in the Parowan Stake of Zion under the direction of the undersigned, Henry Lunt, Myron D. Higbee, and William R. Palmer, Presidency, on December 16, 1923.

He also had many responsibilities in his own ward. In later years in the adult class in Sunday School he was considered ‘authority’ in answering questions. When questions arose that were a little hard to answer or understand, the teacher would immediately turn them over to Brother Richard Lund. They were always answered simply and correctly.

He was a firm believer in wholesome recreation. He loved to take part in plays as did his wife. He had a good singing voice. He got a lot of enjoyment out of dancing the quadrille, and he was graceful on the dance floor too. I well remember in his later years after one of his legs had been hurt and was a bit stiff, he knew just how to put the weight on his good leg and let the other one follow gracefully around as he whirled his partner into place.

The neighbors in his part of town had great love and respect for Rich Lund. Betsy and Will Boardman, later Leonard and Carman Topham, Aunt Suze and Uncle Tom Robinson and Sadie and Ray Stones, the latter were especially kind.

There were a few years when bad luck in the form of sickness and accidents seemed to follow the Lunds in continuous succession. I have heard Addie tell about how often Ray Stones came to the rescue with a little needed help.

Richard was the proud father of six children, namely: Richard Merrill, Althea, Donald, Iona, LaMar and Adelaide ( Addie).

He was a kind and considerate husband and an indulgent father. Anything he could do to assist in the education and progress of his children was a pleasure to him. He gloried in their accomplishments, such as acting in plays, giving readings, and Addie*s beautiful singing voice. He was also appreciative and helpful when his family were asked to fill responsibilities in the ward organizations. He enjoyed his grandchildren to the fullest.

When death came on the 2nd of October 1939 in the Iron County Hospital in Cedar City, it might be said he was well prepared to meet his Maker.



1876 - 1933

By Historian - Nora Lund

Joseph Hans Lund was born in Hebron, Washington County, Utah May 6, 1876. This little town was situated about six miles west of where the town of Enterprise is now located. His father was Wilson Lund and his mother was Ellen Nielson Lund. He was blessed on the 9th of July 1876 by Bishop George H. Crosby.

At the age of 8 years on June 4, 1884 he was baptized by Ruffus C. Allen and confirmed the following day by William E. Jones, Bishop of Paragonah.

He was a studious boy, eager to learn all he could in school. After completing the grades that were taught in Hebron and Paragonah he was able to attend the Murdock Academy at Beaver, Utah. This was a very fine institution for its time.

Joseph was always kind and considerate of his mother. When she died, he continued to live in the old home where his brother Richard and his wife were living.

Religion played a great part in Uncle Joe’s life. The church meant much to him . He followed its teachings almost to the letter. He had a clean body and mind. I don’t think that breaking the Word of Wisdom was ever much of a temptation to him..

I’m sure he always accepted any church job he was asked to do as a means in which his character could be strengthened. Records show that he received three Patriarchal Blessings to have as a guide for good throughout his life. One was given December 3, 1899 by Daniel Tyler at Beaver. He received another one from Harrison Sperry on June 6, 1919. The last was given by Hyrum G. Smith, the Presiding Patriarch of the Church, on April 19, 1921 in Salt Lake City.

I have no dates of his ordinations into the Aaronic Priesthood, but he was ordained an Elder by Charles Stoney, January 26, 1900 and ordained a Seventy by Charles H. Hart January 8, 1922.

He received his endowments at the St. George Temple June 2, 1920. From this date we may figure that it was approximately 1920 that he was called on a mission to California which he fulfilled successfully.

Upon his return from the mission field he was set apart as Superintendent of the Paragonah Ward Sunday School . He seemed to sense his responsibility keenly and worked hard to make the school a success. If the financial condition of the association was poor and insufficient to carry on their needs, he never hesitated to pay the expenses out of his own pocket. The children and older people alike enjoyed going to Sunday School with Joe Lund at the head, because he was so kind to everyone.

Uncle Joe was a farmer and stock raiser by occupation . He worked cooperatively with his brother Alf, Wils, and Rich . When Wils died the three of them carried on . When Joe wasn*t able to work for some reason or another he always hired a man to take his place doing the farm work. Nels Holyoak, Bill Frances Williamson, and Carl Thornton were some of the men that worked for him..

May I give a little description of him as I remember him. He was about 5 ft. 11 in. tall, weighed about 140 or 150 lbs. and had a chest size of about 40 in. He was quite tall but a bit stooped shouldered. His eyes were blue, and he had what would be called ‘Sandy’ hair. The general condition of his health was fair.

I imagine it was about the year 1924 when he got an idea that he could make good in the mercantile business. By this time Uncle Tom Topham, Aunt Annie*s husband had died and Uncle Joe was living with Aunt Annie and her children, Amenzo and Bertha.

Uncle Joe acted as manager with his nephew Merrill Lund, Uncle Richs boy, as assistant manager and clerk. His niece, Lola Lund, Uncle Wils girl, was a clerk also.

As I understand, the business was bought from Sade Savage, who had moved her store into the east room of the old Town Hall when her building and goods on main street were destroyed by fire.

I am not prepared to say why the business venture went on the rocks. Perhaps it was inefficient management, or perhaps the competition of another store ‘which I think was built at this time on main street. The depression hit everyone about this same time, also.

The nation was in a pretty bad fix financially. All the banks of the United States closed their doors, and the Bank of Iron County in Parowan was no exception. This worked a hardship on the Lund store business forcing it to close. Of course, the loss was heavy.

Uncle Joe being an honest man wanted to do the right thing by his creditors, and I think he was gradually pulling out of his financial upset when he met his death.

His death was accidental and very untimely. One day in the latter part of August 1933 Joe was driving a team with his brother Rich, bringing a load of hay along highway 91. It was about noon and they were nearly to town when they were struck by a fast speeding car.

It was thought that the driver must have dozed at the wheel. He had been driving for hours without sleep. It was discovered that he was a ‘boot-leggier’ having the back seat of his car loaded with ‘boot-leg’ whiskey. He had loaded up in Nevada and was anxious to get to his destination without a stop before he could be apprehended.

As it has been proven many times one cannot push the human body and mind too far without nature backfiring. This fellow paid dearly for his poor judgement. The lawyers, Morris and Matheson, of Cedar City handled the case which was settled satisfactorily out of court.

The car ran head on into the team of horses. Uncle Rich’s Bolly mare was working on the near side. It knocked her down and she received a terrible wound in her side. The force of the impact against the wagon caused Uncle Joe to fall to the ground.

He was rushed to the hospital at Cedar City where he was given the best possible medical attention, but it was of no avail. He passed away on the 30th of August 1933. He was brought home for funeral and burial services in the Paragonah Cemetery.

I*m sure it was a disappointment to Uncle Joe never to have married and had a family. He went with lots of girls, but somehow he just never got around to marrying any of them.

He had been quite friendly, however, with a Miss Ruth Lewis, a fine woman in Salt Lake City. After his death, arrangements were made for her to be sealed to him in the temple. The work was done in Salt Lake Temple. His brother Alfred stood with her as proxie for Uncle Joe. He will be assured of a mate in the next world, anyway.

Return to last page


16 Mar 2018