My father was counselor to the bishop in North Morgan for a number of years. He was also superintendent of the Sunday School for some time. He lived an honest life and died at his residence in North Morgan, after a lingering illness, on March 25,1907, a faithful Latter-day Saint. My mother was president Morgan Pioneer I lislory Binds Us Together of the Primary for sixteen years and a counselor to the Stake Primary President for twenty-four years. She was the mother of twelve children. She passed away very suddenly on September 4,1905, at the age of sixty-nine years. She was survived by five children - George, Brigham, David, Margaret and Lucy. ©9 — Ephraim Robison I will try and relate to you a little of my experience of early days in this country and the Handcart Company of 1860. I left home in Franklin County, Pennsylvania, in company with my father's family. I was sixteen years of age at that time. We left home on May 7, 1860, and traveled by rail and water a Ephraim Robison ,. . c . r distance of two thousand miles. We landed on the Missouri River at a place called Florence. We camped there about two weeks, while arrangements were being made for the Handcart Company. When all was ready, the outfit consisted of 240 people, old and young. There were forty carts, ten tents, thirty-six oxen, six wagons, when all was called to line up. The six teams were first in the lead and the carts in the rear. Those carts were painted up beautifully with boughs over the top and covered with heavy canvas. The tongue of the cart had a cross piece mortised in the end about two and one half feet long, so as to allow two persons to stand on either side of the tongue leaning their bodies against this crosspiece. We called it pushing, instead of pulling. Some of the carts had from four to seven to a cart, old and young. Some pushing, some pulling, drudging along all day in the hot sand and sun; and hardly enough to eat to keep soul and body alive. My brother Daniel was appointed captain of the Company. He took great pains in avoiding and disturbance that might arise. He was well thought of and liked by all. We also had what we called a grumbler. If any disturbance arose, the grumbler was called. He could make more noise than ten mad geese and soon their grievance was settled and they went on their way. Very often at night, twenty or thirty or more would form a circle, offer up prayer, then sing hymns and songs. They seemed just as happy as though they were in New York with a million dollars in their pockets. The wagons were not so heavy loaded, but there was always room for the lame, sick and lazy which was the case very often. Chuck full to the top, I worked on a cart with one of my brother-in- laws and a sister. They had four children which made seven in all. Provisions were weighed out to us all through the camp once a week. This we had to haul in the cart besides our bedding, cooking utensils and most of the time our children. Once in a while along side of the road, we would notice a low, boggy place where there might be water. Spades and shovels were soon made use of, and after digging two or three feet, water was struck; many waiting their turn to come to get a cup. The water was the color of alkali. Some were afraid to drink it, others would holler out, "Drink it; if s wet." In those days the women wore long aprons such as some of the old ladies wear now-a-days. When nearing a camp ground, some of the women would go on both sides of the road sometimes a half mile, to gather in their aprons what is called buffalo chips, to make the fires. Wood was out of the question. For hundreds of miles, you couldn't find a stick the size of a riding whip. The chips were set afire with dry grass; there was more smoke than fire. The bread turned yellow; it looked as though it had been dropped in soda. It gave the bread such a flavor we could hardly swallow it. At night, as soon as we reached a camp ground, the wagons and carts were immediately brought into a circle, being a space of about ten or twelve feet open. This was used for a corral for the oxen, their yokes taken off, and two men drove them to feed. Sometimes the feed was very scarce, owing to so many immigrants going to all parts of the country. At twelve o'clock at night, two men were sent