go into one home was the same as being in the other, and both women were immaculate housekeepers. When Sarah was confined, Ellen cared for her and the new baby; and Sarah did the same for Ellen. One week Great Grandfather ate and slept in Ellen's house, and the next week he ate and slept in Sarah's. It mattered not at whose the table the children came to eat their meals, some one home, some in the other; often Sarah's children in Ellen's and Ellen's in Sarah's. Great Grandfather served as bishop of West Porterville Ward for twenty years. In 1893 their son, Hyrum Carter, was called to fulfill a mission in South Carolina when J. Golden Kimball was mission president. Prejudice and persecution were rampant in the South. One time all of his clothing except his garments were stripped from his body; and he was given twenty-two lashes over his back and loins with a harness tug while he was bent over a log. In a letter home after he partially recovered from this whipping, he said, "Mother, after the first two lashes I didn't feel the rest of them, for God with- held the sting." Sometime later, still suffering from the effects of the whip- ^^p ^ ping, he became ill ' with a fever and died in the mission field. It was fourteen days before his body arrived home. His death was a terrible blow to the Carter family. Great Grandmother never got Hyrum Carter over his death. In her patriarchal blessing she had been told that she would have the privilege of receiving visitations. Through one of these signs, she knew that one of her sons had died. Another son Heber was also very ill at this time. Early that morning three knocks were heard, but no one was on the other side of the door. Great Grandmother said to Great Grandfather, "Dad, it's either Hebe or Hyrum." It wasn't until four o'clock in the afternoon that she knew which son had passed away, but the warning had come at the exact time of Hyrum's death. In 1898 Great Grandfather died still relatively young at sixty-two years. His physical body was worn Morgan Pioneer History Binds Us 'Together out from overwork and days of toil and sacrifice in meeting and caring for the needs of his families. His health failed him and he passed away June 21, 1898. His widows were left to comfort each other. Bishop Samuel Carter's funeral was held in Phillips Grove where Parley Carter's home now stands. Neither the East nor West Porterville Meetinghouse was large enough to accommodate those wanting to attend the services, so the funeral was held outdoors. "In front of the stand that was made of plank where the speakers sat, was a large armchair. It was vacant, and on either side of the chair sat his wives and their youngest sons Thomas and Benjamin. The Primary children marched around the casket and viewed his remains. I shall never forget that funeral setting and the empty armchair," writes Wealtha P. Heiner. In 1903 Great Grandmother lived with her daughter, Jane, and her husband, Alma Porter. But it was not for long, for she longed to go "Home" where her husband and loved ones were and that longing was soon realized. She said, however, that she did not want to die until she had seen her "Baby's baby." Violet Carter Ovard writes, "My father, Thomas, was her baby and her son my oldest brother, Gilbert, born October 24, 1903." Great Grandmother saw and held him once. She died on November 4, 1903, at the age of sixty- seven years. She was the mother of eleven children, six sons and five daughters. The following poem is so typical of her and was written by Wealtha P. Heiner. Her gentle presence filled a home with comfort and delight. It radiated from her soul like a soft celestial light. She realized her noblest call, in toiling for her own. A benediction fell on ail within that hallowed home. No greater love hath none than this; For every life she gave, she put her own upon a rack Serenely faced the grave. Her cup of sorrow oft ran o'er Her days were filled with care But she lived to bless the lives she bore With love and tears and prayers. God bless her memory; May she forever rest in ®&-