"John sheared sheep in the spring to help bring in extra income for the his family. While he was away, Sarah Jane would care for the cows. She would often bring their herd up Lake Canyon to feed during the day and return for them at night. One morning while she was taking cows to pasture, they shied away from a clump of bushes. When she approached, there were two Indians there." "One day when the air was dense with fog, another ship rammed into us and made a jagged hole in the side of the ship... On the 9th of June, an elderly Welsh woman seventy years old passed away. She was sick, but had chosen to die among her friends rather than be left behind ... An English sister was struck on the head by a piece of loose sail... A Swedish sister fell on the upper deck on account of the high seas. She was thrown back and forth, got a blow on the head and a crushed knee cap..." "In November 1851, a baby daughter was bom, and mother and child both died. The father found it a hard and desperate struggle to provide and care for three little boys, the oldest only six years old. Friends and relatives were kind and gave all the help they could, but times were so bad, food so scarce, and the tiny house so crude and comfortless; a mother in the home was badly needed " "There were no social activities for girls of Jane's age, so a group w would play a tine whistle and teach the girls how to step dance." <uld gather at her home and her father "The little fellow passed away March 1,1881, two months prior to his second birthday of diphtheria which was so rampant in the county. He was buried in the Milton Cemetery in a little wood coffin that his father made for that purpose. It brought back memories of baby Adolph buried so far away in their native Norway." "The next year the father made brick out of clay in the hillside and built them a house, which they enjoyed after spending one and one-half years in a dirt dug-out home ..." "The Indians continued to annually migrate through the valley and were never threatening. The Indian Chief presented William H. Toone with a pair of buckskin lined gloves with beautiful beaded cuffs. He gave them to his daughter, Elizabeth, who was my grandmother." "He was one of the volunteers to take a wagon back to meet the hand cart company and help them through to Salt Lake City, Utah. The weather was so severe, he froze his feet and was lame for the rest of his life." "We came with the Edward Martin Handcart Company... The emigrants that composed this company were from Europe, England, Scotland and Scandinavia ... they traveled at first joyously, but soon the winds of an early fall began to blow and their joys were turned to fears... Death often occurred until their path could be traced by a trail of newly made graves..."