he had to go get it so he missed a half day of school and the girl got the prize. The book was The Pilgrims Progress. The girl's name was Miss Annie Geary. In 1874 he married Miss Geary, so he won the girl and the book. They were married in July, 1874, in a little log house in Round Valley of Miss Geary's parents; there was a dance and supper. They had two custard pies and some chicken. There was about twenty present with the two families. When there were first married, Grandpa went to work and made a bed and three stools and a butter paddle, because they had to make butter. Her father gave them a cow for a wedding present and Grandpa bought one. They lived in a little log house. He worked cutting cedar poles and loading them in cars. That winter he bought three small chairs and a rocker. They lived very happily, but quite poorly, until 1881 when she died. She left a young husband and three small boys. The youngest followed her in death. With his young family and caring for them, he saved enough money to (assist the immigrants). One girl by the name of Margaret Cottom, my grandmother, wanted to come from England and her father had asked Grandpa if he would pay for the immigration and, if when she got here and he cared to marry her, would pay him for the immigration. But if they didn't like each other enough to be married, her father would pay Grandpa back in due time. In 1883 Grandpa married this young girl from England and they lived in a little log house on a six acre farm. Margaret's health was poorly from the time she was a young girl. Seven children were born to them. Margaret, my grandmother, was called home following childbirth. Grandpa's sister, Jane, took the two week old baby. He kept the four boys home with him; Anne's two boys and Margaret's two boys. The girls were cared for by other members of the family. His baby daughter lived just six months, then she was laid to rest by her angel mother. Grandpa plodded along trying to be both father and mother and earning a living while still alone. He still found time to serve his maker, spending much time with the sick and those in need. From the time Porterville was settled, it was customary to have the Morgan Pioneer History Binds Us Together 24th of July (celebration) in a grove. On July 24, he got his four boys ready to go to the grove. He stayed behind to wash the dishes and straighten up a bit before going to the grove. He was lonely and weary. There was to be a new bishop chosen that day. When he entered the grove poorly clad, Apostle Teasdale from Salt Lake City was there and as Grandpa walked by, he said, "There goes your next bishop." It was a great shock and Grandpa couldn't see how he could possibly assume his responsibility of taking care of his family without a helpmate. But with his knowledge of the importance to serve when a call came, he accepted it and with the help of his Heavenly Father he did the job. He was confronted with the great task of consolidating the East and West Porterville wards, which was rather difficult because of the different opinions of the members of each ward. The new ward house was built while he was bishop and he devoted much of his time and means to its growth. On August 9, 1900, he married Hattie Carter in the Salt Lake Temple. To them were born seven children, all being spared to grow to manhood and womanhood. My mother, Eliza Katherine Durrant Porter, helped raise the children. After her (Hattie's) seven children were bom, Hattie was stricken with appendicitis and was operated on at home, because it was too far to travel to the hospital in Ogden. Grandpa wondered as he watched his seven little children leave home to go to their aunt's home for a while if he should be left again with seven small children. Hattie lingered at death's door for three weeks, but through the elders and her great faith and that of Grandpa's, she was spared to raise her family. Twenty five years of Grandpa's life was spent in the bishopric of the Porterville ward. He sent two boys on missions and contributed to the missionary fund. He walked to Salt Lake eleven times to conference. He enjoyed good health all his life and in his seventy-eighth year, February 6,1930, he was called home. His illness was brief, stricken with acute cancer of the throat. He was survived by his wife and thirteen children, four preceding him in death. He was buried in the Porterville Cemetery, the town he loved. ©19-