The Monday Town Colony gave the name of Morgan to their new settlement. Among the first settlers were Joseph Dean, Robert Richard and Edward Griffiths, who lived on the hillside of Monday Town while Ethan Knight, Richard Fry and Daddy Budd, Charles Turner, Thomas Murphy, T. R. G. Welch and others lived a little farther East. At Monday Town in 1862 a post office was established and T. R. G. Welch was appointed postmaster by Abraham Lincoln. He held this position for seven years and received $56.00 for his services at $8.00 per month. The first store in the valley was at Monday Town and operated by a man named Sholes. Before the railroad goods had to be hauled in wagons from the Missouri River and prices were high. Wheat was $5.00 a bushel, flour $25.00 per hundred, shoes $5.00 a pair, sugar $1.00 per pound, matches 75c per box and tea $6.00 per pound. But the Monday Town colony thrived and people began to come more and more, month after month, until the small town would no longer accommodate them comfortably. There was no bridge over Canyon Creek where it is now and the people had to go down to the Bull farm to cross. Most of the settlers owned land east of Canyon Creek and were in favor of either moving to Littletown, the county seat of Morgan, or locating the town where South Morgan now stands. The land was offered them at a lower price than that ot Littletown so most of the people decided to move there and in 1865-66 most of the families in Monday Town changed their places of residence to the new Morgan and the town began to grow (South Morgan.) But the name of Monday Town is a dearly loved name to the people of Richville and South Morgan. One prominent lady who was born here says: "When I die please bury me in the dear old town of Monday Town." —30- A HISTORY OF MY MOTHER Mary Ann Simmons Smith Written by her daughter, Mina May Smith Ovard Mary Ann Simmons Smith was born at Brighton, England, July 18, 1853. Her parents, Mary Ann Ford and George Simmons heard a Mormon Elder preach the gospel and immediately knew it was true and they accepted it and were baptised into the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints less than a year before mother was born. At once they began to save money to come to America. At the age of two years, she with her parents and one brother, age four, went from Brighton to Liverpool and sailed for America on the ship Chamborazo, which was under the direction of Edward Stevensen Co. They sailed as steerage passengers and the journey was anything but pleasant. After landing at Philadelphia, they traveled by train in cattle cars ewer the Alleghany Mountains. They sailed up the Mississippi and Missouri rivers in boats and landed at St. Louis by night. The next day they went to the camping grounds called Mormon Grove. They were two weeks preparing for the trip across the plains and finally on their way west. Although mother was not old enough to remember the journey, she was told by her mother that while crossing the plains they were surrounded by Indians who wanted to trade ponies for white girls, but their parents persuaded them to leave and go on their way peaceably. They met the grasshoppers going east as they were traveling west, and for days they were so thick they could scarcely see the sun. The grasshoppers had eaten all vegetables in Utah, making it hard for the pioneers to exist. A baby brother was buried on the plains one half hour old on the 16th of August 1855. The hardships braved by these pioneers was neither colorful nor glamorous, but their profound faith and courage is a marvel- —31—