Morgan Pioneer History Binds Us 'Together 1863 Peter and the Rasmussens were living in Richville, Morgan County. At this time, Peter and Karen's parents and others of the family emigrated from Denmark and came directly to Richville. In 1874 Peter married Anna Marie Nielsen. Three children were born to them: Annie Margaret, on August 8,1875; Emma, on March 10,1877; and Albert, on October 12, 1879. Albert died one day later. The mother died November 4, 1879. It was her request that her baby be laid in her arms. Her request was granted. Peter married Karen Marie Jensen on April 1, 1880. Five children were born to them. Twins, Peter Joseph and Josephine, were bom on January 29,1881. The boy died the same day and Josephine died on February 12,1881. John was born on April 30,1882; James was bom in 1890; and one more son, David, was bom to Karen Marie and Peter. In 1881 he married Annie Mary Jensen in polygamy. Three children were born to them. Mary, bom in 1882 and dying soon after birth; Pryntha Lovina, born September 10,1884; and Johanna, born on March 8,1890, and dying on March 23,1890. Peter assisted in building the West Porterville Canal and helped build roads in the canyon and worked at the saw mills in the early days. The roads were maintained and kept in repair by poll taxes. Each man had to do a certain amount of work each year. He worked on the railroad when it was built through Morgan County. In the early 1890's he was in the sheep business, but when the wool dropped to seven cents per pound, he had to sell his sheep. Peter built a two-room brick house east of the Richville school house. This is on Richville Lane. Later an upper story was added to the building. His parents lived in this house at one time. (The present address of this house is 1550 South 500 West.) His wife's nephews, James P. Jensen and Henry Warden lived in his home for many years. Peter homesteaded land at Lyman, Wyoming, and his wife, Karen Marie, and her two sons, John and David, moved there to make their home. On August 18, 1886, Peter was arrested for unlawful cohabitation and taken to Ogden, Weber County, where he was held on $1500 bond. He was sentenced to six months in the state penitentiary and fined $100 by Judge Henry P. Henderson of the First District Court. On December 30,1886, he began serving that sentence. He was released from prison on June 30,1887. Peter Peterson died on January 15, 1907, and is buried in the Richville Cemetery. His three wives and six of his children are also buried there. ©9- Matilda Neilson Peterson I was born in Copenhagen, Denmark, on October 25, 1855, the daughter of Andrew Neilson and Dorothea Poulson Neilson. When I was five years old, I used to "trot" over the old bridge to meet Father when he worked at the old flour mill. Then Father and Mother joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, commonly called the Mormons. In 1861 they started for Utah. It was a hard trip. I was sick all the way both across the sea and the plains. Many times when they looked in the wagon, they thought I was dead, but Father said, "No, she wilt get well, because they promised me I should take my whole family to Zion." On May 16, we sailed on the Monarch of the Sea from Liverpool. The old ship was loaded and we had to throw a lot of our clothing and bedding overboard. We arrived in New York on June 19. We went in cattle cars to Council Bluffs. Then Father bought an old wagon, three cows and a yoke of oxen. We were now ready to start the long trip across the desert. The hardships of this journey are impossible to describe. Mother was sick, but she walked all the way. The company arrived in Sat Lake City on September 22, 1861. We stayed there a few days, then moved to a little valley called Morgan County. We lived in a covered wagon most of the first winter, while Father was getting our log cabin built. On December 10, a baby boy was born in the wagon. Kind friends carried Mother to their cabin and cared for her and her baby. I remember a terrible rain storm came and they had to place pans around Mother on the bed to catch the water that leaked through the dirt roof. Our cabin had a dirt roof and dirt floor, but, oh, how happy we were to move into it. Our first cabin had a wooden latch and the hinges were made of leather. A gunny sack covered the opening made for the window. When we got up in the morning the first thing, we would look out to see where there was 128