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Show Morgan Pioneer History Binds Us Together The water was waist deep and had ice on the edges. Three of us got in the water up to our waists to get the grain out. The other teams passed us and went on over to Cash Cave where there was another deep creek. When we got there, there were three wagons in nearly tipped over. I drove up to the creek between two of the wagons on which mules were hitched. They said, "What are you going to do?" I said, "I am going to cross." Said he, "You can't make it across." I said, "I can," Then he said, "Throw me your whip, and I said, "No, get out of the way and let me go." I drove in and then jumped on to the tongue of the wagon and from there to the ground on the other side of the creek. From there I began playing the braid, but I did not hit a steer. I made an awful noise with my whip and scared them a bit and I got through all right. Then two of the other ox teams followed and they got through all right, but the fourth ox team couldn't make it. I took two yoke of my team and two yoke of the other teams and put on the big wagon which already had five teams on it, or rather five yoke of oxen, and we pulled him through. Then we put four yoke of oxen on each of the mule teams wagons and pulled them through. When we got our teams unhooked, it was nine o'clock and three of us fellows hunted all over the place and couldn't find a stick of wood any place or anything that would burn. We even went a mile from camp and it was awfully dark, so we came back and went to bed in our wet clothes and no supper. Well, these are some of the things we had to pass through in those days. In the fall of 1863,1 drove team for Thomas Roads of Roads Valley to Pipe Springs where Kanab is now. There were seven of us boys in the bunch, moving the family south. On the way there, before we knew what was the matter with us, we were alive with graybacks. I had never seen any before and I didn't know what to do and I didn't get rid of them until I got home. Since then I have learned what to do. When I would go away, I would take a cake of camphor gum in my pocket and when I would go to bed, I would rub it in my bed clothes and under my pillow and graybacks would leave at once if there happened to be any there. ©19 Elisha Philbrook Hardy and Flora Worlton Hardy Elisha Philbrook Hardy EHsha P. Hardy, an early pioneer settler of Morgan County, was born July 26, 1837, in Siersmont, Maine. He was the son of Zachariah Hardy and Eliza Philbrook Hardy. His parents first heard the gospel preached by Elder Hyde and were baptized by him in 1840. They joined a company of Saints and left for Nauvoo in May 1841, leaving their comfortable homes and all they possessed. Elisha Hardy knew the Prophet Joseph well from the time they reached Nauvoo until the death of the Prophet. Elisha was baptized in Nauvoo by his uncle Joseph Hardy in 1845. His father died February 13, 1846, leaving a sick wife, a young baby and seven other children. The family continued on under the leadership of Brigham Young and Captain Day, leaving Nauvoo May 10, 1851, moving from one small place to another with the Saints. He hired out as a mule team driver during the California gold rush to help support his mother and her family. At one time he was a stage driver. His route was from Green River, Wyoming into Oregon over the old Oregon Trail. While driving stage he had some very dangerous experiences with the Indians and stage coach robbers. He came to Morgan in 1865 and on January 13, 1866, he married Flora Worlton. They lived in Morgan until 1868 and then moved to Hooper, Utah. When the Union Pacific Railroad was being constructed through Echo and Weber Canyon, they moved back to Morgan where he took a subcontract from Brigham Young to build part of the roadbed and furnish for the same. They lived in dugouts on Sharps Flat where the Taggart Camp is now located. In 1869 they watched the first Union Pacific train pass over the new road. He moved his family back to Hooper in the spring of 1870. In October he met with a very serious accident through the discharge of a shotgun. He lost his right |