and took care of it most of the time, because the men were often too busy with the farm work to help. Some of the nice fresh vegetables she would give to relatives and neighbors. Caroline was happy in her work and never complained. She was very economical and frugal; nothing ever went to waste. At one time George worked for J. Williams and Sons in their merchandise store. The store was facing the train depot so when he was working, he would watch for the Federal Authorities to get off the train. They would usually come to Williams' store and ask where different people lived. If he knew the authorities were looking for polygamists, he would send someone to alert the family and the men would go into hiding. In 1892 George had the opportunity to go on the top of the Latter Day Saint Temple in Salt Lake and saw close up the gold-plated statue of the Angel Moroni. This was a very special experience for him. People said George was a brilliant man and when they had a legal problem they would come to him for help. When George carried an umbrella, people knew that most likely it would rain. Caroline had a good sense of humor and enjoyed a good joke and saw the funny side of about everything. Some high school students used to crawl over a fence and get into the raspberry patch. Caroline got tired of them tramping through the patch so she carefully pulled some raspberries out of their hulls, put a little cayenne pepper in the raspberries, and carefully put them back into the hulls. She marked the spot in the patch so the family would not get them. That afternoon she watched the school kids sneak into the berry patch. Soon they came running out, fanning their mouths and wondering what happened to the luscious berries. Jim, the youngest son, was a challenge to his mother. She could not convince him to keep his shirt tail tucked into his pants, so she sewed lace on the bottom of all of his shirts. He then made sure his shirt tail went into hiding. Jim used to sneak outside at night. His mother had repeatedly warned him that she didn't want him out after dark where she could not keep track of him. He continued to disobey her. One evening, she nailed his shoes to the floor. That stopped him in his tracks. Morgan Pioneer History Binds Us Together Caroline would go to quite a bit of preparation to have fun with her family on the morning of April Fool's day. The children would put their feet into shoes - lo and behold, they wouldn't get them on. The toes of the shoes were stuffed with paper. She sewed large coat buttons on their clothes so that when they tried to button them, the big buttons would not fit through the button holes. Another funny episode happened when Afton was just a little girl and had picked up a few swear words. Her mother told her that whenever she used those naughty words, she would put salt in her mouth. Well, this particular time, Afton let out some swear words and then turned to her brother Jack and said "Dammit, Jack, go get the salt." Everyone had a hard time holding back a laugh. When her son George was just a little boy, she had gathered a pan full of eggs and put them on a table. The room had a carpet with a floral pattern on it. Caroline had to leave the room for a short time and young George proceeded to break an egg in the center of each flower on the rug. Caroline was not too pleased. Caroline's daughter, Nellie, who was married and expecting her fourth child, caught the terrible flu in 1918, and along with her husband was very sick. There were three other young children to care for. Caroline came and cared for them even though she had just recovered from the flu. If it had not been for Caroline's excellent care, her daughter probably would have died. The love and deep concern that she showed in every situation was such a help to all involved. George was healthy most of his life, never suffering from rheumatism, or other ailments common to elderly people. He had a tooth that kept aching. The dentist pulled the tooth but it continued to bother him. The doctor found he had cancer of the jawbone and after suffering for about two years, he passed away at age seventy-nine. Before he died, his wife, Caroline, had a dream that his sister, Sarah Ann, who had passed on, came to get him. When Caroline Compton was frail and elderly, her children tenderly cared for her. She died in 1938 at age seventy-three after an illness of one week. ■©)©•