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Show go first and the rest of the family would follow. While in Benton Fort their oldest daughter, Clarissa, married Jack Martin, a very wealthy man. He gave the Higleys two span of oxen and two wagons, also some provisions to help them on their way. He was not a member of the Church. The family acquired a pony and two of their daughters, Abigail and Adelia, were able to ride most of the way across the plains. The Higleys had left on their journey in the Spring of 1852. When they arrived at Fort Laramie, Wyoming, their son, George, was there to greet them and help them the rest of the way. Upon reaching Salt Lake City they were advised to go to Centerville. However, the family only lived there a short time and then moved to Mountain Green. Here Myron engaged in farming and turning out his wooden bowls, which they traded to others for food and clothing. While living in Mountain Green Myron became involved in community affairs. Active in the little LDS Branch, he also helped to establish a school for the children there in the 1870's. In fact he served at one time as chairman of a committee when it voted to charge a tax of one fourth of one percent for a school fund. Priscilla, like most wives, was very busy establishing a comfortable home, and caring for her family. Myron had bought a farm from Abiah Wadsworth in East Weber (Uintah) and they lived here for a while, then moved to Hooper, where they spent the remainder of their lives. Myron died in Hooper in 1887 and Priscilla lived another five years, both are buried in Hooper. Names of their children were Nelson, who died as a child; Clarissa, George Washington, Edwin, Adelia, Abigail, James, Dorcas, Mary Jane, Elisabeth Ann and Myron Jr. Mabel Higley, Ogden, Utah TO THE LADIES, BLESS 'EM! Brigham Young, April Conference 1871, gave the ladies a bit of sage advice, something he loved to do: "If only I had time I would teach you how to knit stock¬ings. Some of the stockings are made with the leg only big enough for a 10 year old boy, while the foot is big enough for any miner in the country. You know this is extravagant, but it Is a fact that the art of knitting stockings is not nearly so generally understood among the ladies as it should be. Brigham Young, p. 470 115 |
