Wednesday, August 8, 2012

MARIA HEAP (OLDHAM) 1816-1886

[Ancestral Link: Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow), daughter of Ellen Oldham (Bickmore), daughter of Maria Heap (Oldham).]

MARIE HEAPS OLDHAM

Written by Sarah Helen Lofthouse Tams
Read at Edith Baldey's D.U.P. May 21, 1936

Maria Heaps Oldham was born at Haslingden, Lancashire, England, December 28, 1816. She was the wife of John Oldham and mother of ten children, John, William, James Henry, Thomas, Samuel, Alice, Maria, Ellen, Margaret, and Eliza

She joined the L.D.S. church about the year 1844. In 1864 the whole family left England to come to Utah. Arriving in the central part of the United States, William joined the army to fight in the Civil War. He was never heard from again. Thomas and John becoming dissatisfied with the Church and remained in the "States." Later they married non-Mormon girls and located in Kansas. Years later, Henry one of John's sons came to Utah, joined the Church, married, and settled in Logan. Later in Salt Lake City his parents came to visit him and joined the Church before they returned to their home in Kansas.

John and Maria Oldham settled in Paradise and later moved to the present location of Paradise. Here one son Samuel was bishop for twenty-two years. He was also County Superintendent of schools. James Henry, Alice, Maria, and Ellen all lived and died in Paradise.

In England Maria's husband was a hand-loom weaver. The strictest economy was necessary to raise such a large family and to immigrate with them. Of course the children had to help as soon as they were large enough to earn anything. As an example of thrift, if a few apples were purchased, they were sized for making dumplings or other desserts. The children were not allowed to eat them between meals. Mrs. Oldham was very industrious. She was a good Latter-day Saint and raised her children to be good and loyal citizens.

She died in Paradise January 1, 1886 after being sick for two months of dropsy. Three sons and four daughters were with her during her sickness and death. Her husband had preceded her in death.
Found on FamilySearch.org.

Life of John and Maria Heap Oldham
From Autobiography of Samuel Oldham written about October 1920

My parental grandfather, William Oldham was born at Haslingden ,Lancachire, England, in the year 1783. His wife, whose maiden name, was Alice Barnes, was born at the same place in the year 1787. They were married, probably, in the early part of 1812. Their three children, of whom we have any record were John Oldham, born at Haslingden, England, on June 13, 1813. Mary Ann Oldham Heap was born at the same place on 22 December, 1815 and Alice Oldham Sharples was born at the same place, probably in 1818.

My grandfather died on the 26 August, 1856 and my grandmother on the 2nd April, 1867. I have a slight recollection of my grandfather although but a little over four years of age when he died. My grandmother I can remember quite well, as she lived with us for some time.

My grandparents were engaged in their own home in hand loom weaving. This was the only kind of cloth weaving that was then known. During the early part of their lives, power looms were invented, to run by steam. At one time, my grandfather had seven looms and employed people to manipulate them, all in his own house.

The introduction of power looms was accompanied by great opposition and destruction on the part of the people, who had been using hand looms to gain a livelihood for hundreds of years and who it now seemed would be deprived of that privilege.

My grandparents were both buried in St. James Church yard, Haslingden, England.

My father, John Oldham was born at Haslingden, Lancahire, England, on the 13th June, 1813. He married my mother, Maria Heap, a daughter of John Heap and Alice Howarth, both of Haslingden, on 4 January, 1836. They were also endowd and sealed in the Endowment Houre, Salt Lake City Utah, in November, 1868.

They had the following children:

William, born 5 June, 1836 at Haslingden, died 14 September 1862, killed in battle at South Mountain, Maryland.

Thomas, born 1 October 1838 at Edenfield, died 16 January 1916 at Atchison, Kansas.

Alice (Mitton) born 15 December 1849 at Bury Lanc. died at Logan Cache, Utah.

John born 12 May, 1843 at Bury Lanc.

Ellen (Bickmore) born 1 October 1847 at Bury, Lanc. died at Logan, Utah

Margaret A. (Crapo) borh 11 Deember 1849 at Bury, Lanc.

Samuel born 3 March 1852 at Bury Lanc.

James Henry born 2 December 1844 at Oldham, Lanc. died 26 May 1913 at Paradise, Cache, Utah.

Eliza (Remington) born 2 December 1858 at Oldham Lanc. died at Parker, Idaho.

My father and his family were most of them engaged in weaving. My father, first, on a hand loom and afterwards, he and his chidren, as they grew up, handling power looms.

He was baptized a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, in 1844 in Bury, Lancachire, England and emigrated with his wife and seven children from England to Utah, starting on the 18th of May 1864. We crossed the ocean on the General McClellan, a sailing vessel and were thirty one days reaching New York. We then spent nine days and nights on the railroad cars traveling to St. Joseph, Missouri. Then two days and one night on a steamboat traveling up the Missouri River, arriving at a village called Wyoming on the Missouri in July 1864. After remaing there about three weeks, we started on our journey across the plains in Captain Warren's ox train. We traveled for eleven weeks before arriving at Salt Lake City on October 4, 1864. It was a very arduous journey. My father and mother were both sick for about three weeks before we arrived at our destination. The Indians were very hostile during the first part of our journey and during the latter part nutritious food was very scarce. As soon as we arrived, however all commenced to improve until we were soon ejoying the best of health.

After remaining two or three weeks at Salt Lake City, the family removed to Paradise, Cache County, in the northern part of Utah. As their son, John, who had emigrated the year prvious, through the assistance of his parents, had purchased a lot with a log house upon it. To this crude home they came with grateful hearts, it being more than twenty weeks since leaving their home in England. Arriving there in the last days of October, 1865.

All work that the family could do to help in gaining a livelihood was completed. The fahter and tweve year old son, Samuel, however did succeed in getting a job at husking corn on shares, one bushel out of seven husked, being the compensation.

Arriving in their new home with no means whatever, and not being able to get employment by which any means could be earned except the corn before mentioned. It was a very serious question how a long winter could be tided over. This difficulty however was considerably lessened by the Bishop David James calling the men folks of the Ward together and asking them to make such advances to the incoming emigrants as they could afford. A very liberal amount of food such as meat, potatoes, flour, and etc. was advanced. All of which was subsequently paid for by my father. This was a great help and came at a most opportune time. It stirred up feelings of earnest gratitude to the Bishop and members of his Ward.

In the latter part of that Winter, my father was invited to follow his old trade, hand loom weaving, as cloth for men and women's clothing was extremely scarce and high in price. During 1865 and many succeeding years, his time was largely employed in that work. For many years he counted as his years work one thousand yards of cloth. When that was accomplished, he felt as though his vacation had been well earned.

In the latter part of the summer of 1866, great clouds of grasshoppers flew upon the town and the fields surrounding it. They commenced feeding upon the crops in the gardens and fields. Considerable loss was inflicted this first season of the appearance, and they also laid their eggs in great quantities. Next Spring the insects hatched from the eggs and destroyed practically all the crops that were planted. Thus it continued alternately for six years. One year the insects would fly upon us rather early and destroy perhaps half of the crops, and lay their eggs. The next year the eggs would hatch and the crops would be almost entirely destroyed before the grasshoppers attained sufficient growth to fly away. This was known as the grasshopper war. It had the effect to keep the people poor, and unable to build up their surroundings with as great rapidity as they otherwise would have.

In the early part of 1867, it was decided by the Church Authorities, that on account of the hostility of the Indians, and the isolation of the community, and the limited amount of land available, it would be best to move the people to a location about three miles North. So most of that year was taken up in plotting and surveying and getting materials for homes, barns, sheds, fences, etc. and very early in the Spring of 1868 this move was accomplished.

My father and mother endured the hardships and privations of those times, not with feelings of complaint, or discouragement, but with cheerfulness and gratitude for the blessings they did enjoy. This was Zion, in very deed to them, and they were willing to plow, plant, and build, to make it an enjoyable place to live.

In the latter part of October in the same year of 1868, my father and mother traveled to Salt Lake City by ox team, their 16-year-old son, Samuel, driving and caring for the team. There in the Endowment House were sealed as husband and wife for all time and eternity. They received their endowments under the hands of the servants of God. It was a journey of 180 miles and although they traveling was slow, it was quite enjoyable as the weather was exceedingly pleasant.

On the 24th November, 1874, my father died from Jaundice, brought on by being overpowered by heat while assisting in gathering hay during the preceding August. His age was 61 years and 5 months. My mother died on the 1st of January, 1886, having just passed her 69th birthday. They had lived an honest and an industrious life. They were faithful and true to their religious convictions, and had raised a large and honorable family. None of their children died before maturity.

Contributed by Vern Deakin 7 June 2014

JOHN OLDHAM and MARIA HEAP

[Ancestral Link: Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow), daughter of Ellen Oldham (Bickmore), daughter of John Oldham and Maria Heap (Oldham).]

Oldham, England - This is where John Oldham lived with his family before they came to America.

Inscription: Mother. Maria Heap Oldham, Born at Hasingdon, England December 28, 1816, Died January 1, 1886. Father. John Oldham, Born at Hasingdon, England July 1, 1813, Died November 24, 1874.

Burial: Paradise Cemetery, Paradise, Cache County, Utah, USA - Plot: L6

Birth: June 13, 1813, Lancashire, England
Death: November 24, 1874, Paradise, Cache County, Utah, USA

John was the son of William and Alice (Barnes) Oldham, he had an older sister, Alice. And a younger sister, Marie Ann. John was the husband of Maria Heap. John and Maria were married 4 June 1836 in the St. James Church, Haslingden, Lancs., England. They had the following children:
William
William Heap
Thomas
Alice
John Henry
Maria
Ellen
Margaret Ann
Samuel Heaps
James Henry
Eliza

Name Index - compiled by Maurine Carr Ward
Names of Persons and Sureties indebted to the PERPETUAL EMIGRATING FUND Company from 1850 to 1877 inclusive. Printed at the Star Book and Job Printing Office, Salt Lake City, 1877.

Oldham, John -- Alice, Ellen, Maria, Maria Jr., Mary A., Samuel, James, Eliza 1864.

JOHN OLDHAM
By his son, Samuel Oldham
(3 March 1852-24 July 1921)My paternal grandfather, William was born at Haslingden, Lancashire, England, in the year 1788. His wife, Alice Barnes, was born at the same place in the year 1787. They were married probably in the early part of 1812. Their three children, of whom we have record, were John Oldham, born at Haslingden, England, on June 13, 1813, Mary Ann Oldham (Heap), born at the same place on December 22, 1815. Alice Oldham (Sharples) born at the same place, probably in 1818.

My grandfather died on August 26, 1856, my grandmother on April 2, 1867. I have a slight recollection of my grandfather, although I was but a little over four years of age when he died. My grandmother I can remember quite well, as she lived with us for some time.

My grandparents were engaged in their own home in handloom weaving. This was the only kind of cloth-weaving that was then known. During the early part of their lives, power looms were invented to run by steam. At one time, my grandfather had seven looms, and employed people to manipulate them all in his own house.

The introduction of power looms was accompanied by great opposition and destruction on the part of the people, who had been using hand looms to gain a livelihood for hundreds of years, and who, it now seemed, would be deprived of that privilege.

My grandparents were both buried in St. James Churchyard, at Haslingden, England.

My father, John Oldham, was born at Haslingden, Lancashire, England, on June 13, 1813. He married my mother, Maria Heap, a daughter of John Heap and Alice Howarth (both of Haslingden) on January 4, 1836. They were endowed and sealed in the Endowment House, Salt Lake City, Utah in November 1868.

They had the following ten children:

William (June 5, 1836)
Thomas (October 1, 1838)
Alice Mitton (December 15, 1840)
John (May 12, 1843)
Maria Tams (June 14, 1845)
Ellen Bickmore (October 1, 1847)
Margaret A. Crapo (December 11, 1849)
Samuel (March 3, 1852)
James Henry (December 2, 1855)
Eliza Remington (February 27, 1858)

John, my father, was baptized a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints in 1844 in Bury, Lancashire, England. He emigrated with his wife and seven children from England to Utah starting on May 18, 1864. We crossed the ocean in the General McClellam, a sailing vessel, and were thirty-one days reaching New York. We then spent nine days and nights on the railroad cars traveling to St. Joseph, Missouri. Then two days and one night on the steamboat traveling up the Missouri River, arriving at the Village of Wyoming, on the Missouri River in July, 1864.

After remaining there about three weeks, we started on our journey across the plains in Captain William S. Warren’s ox train. We traveled for eleven weeks before we arrived at our destination (October 4, 1864) The Indians were very hostile during the first part of our journey and nutritious food was very scarce. As soon as we arrived, however, all commenced to improve until we were soon enjoying the best of health.

After remaining two or three weeks in Salt Lake City, the family removed to Paradise, Cache County in the northern part of Utah. Their son, John, had emigrated there in the year previous through the assistance of his parents, and had purchased a lot with a log house upon it. To this rude home they came with very grateful hearts, it being more than twenty weeks since leaving their home in England.

Arriving there in the last days of October 1864, all work that the family could do in gaining a livelihood was completed. The father and twelve year old son, Samuel, however did succeed in getting a job husking corn on shares, one bushel out of seven husked being the compensation.

Arriving in their new home with no means whatever, and not being able to get employment by which any means could be earned except the corn before mentioned, it was a very serious question how a long winter could be tided over. This difficulty, however, was considerably lessened by Bishop David James calling to the people in the ward to give as they could afford to the incoming emigrants. A very liberal amount of food, such as meat, potatoes, flour, etc. was advanced, all of which was subsequently paid for by my father. This was a great help and came at a most opportune time and stirred up feelings of gratitude to the Bishop and members of the ward.

In the latter part of that winter, my father was invited to follow his old trade, handloom weaving, as cloth for men’s and women’s clothing was extremely scarce and high in price. During 1864 and many succeeding years his time was largely employed in that work. For years, he counted as the year’s work, one thousand yards of cloth and when that was accomplished, he felt as though his vacation had been well earned.

In the latter part of the summer of 1866, great clouds of grasshoppers flew upon the town and fields surrounding it and commenced feeding upon the crops of the gardens and fields. Considerable loss was inflicted this first season of their appearance, and they also laid their eggs in great quantities. Next Spring, the insects hatched from these eggs and destroyed practically all the crops that were planted. Thus it continued for six years. One year the insects would fly upon us rather early and destroy perhaps half of the crops and lay their eggs. The next year the eggs would hatch and the crop would almost be entirely destroyed before the grasshoppers attained sufficient growth to fly away. This was known as the “Grasshopper War” and had the effect of keeping the people poor and unable to build up their surroundings with as great rapidity as they otherwise would have done.

In the early part of 1867, it was decided by the Church Authorities that on account of the hostility of the Indians, the isolation of the community and the limited amount of arable land available, it would be best to move the people to a location about three miles north, so most of that year was taken up in patting and surveying, in getting materials for homes, barns, sheds, fences, etc. and very early in the spring of 1868 this move was accomplished. My father and my mother endured the hardships and privations of those times not with feelings of complaints of discouragement, but with cheerfulness and gratitude for the blessings they did enjoy. This was Zion in very deed to them and they were willing to plow, plant and build to make it an enjoyable place to live.

In the latter part of October, in this same year of 1868, my father and mother traveled to Salt Lake City by ox team, their 16 year old son, Samuel, driving and caring for the team, and there in the Endowment House were sealed as husband and wife for time and eternity and received their endowments under the hands of the servants of God. It was a journey of 180 miles and although the traveling was slow, it was quite enjoyable as the weather was exceedingly pleasant.

On November 24, 1874, my father died from jaundice, brought on by being overpowered by heat while assisting in gathering hay during the preceding August. His age was 61 years and 5 months. My mother died on January 1, 1886, having just passed her 69th birthday. They had lived an honest and industrious life, were faithful and true to their religious convictions and had raised a large and honorable family. None of their children died before maturity.

The above was submitted to the Daughters of the Utah Pioneers by Delores Burton, P.O. Box 253, Sugar City, ID 83448 on 10-25-04.

Exact same was submitted to Daughters of the Utah Pioneers by L. R. Harris Ackerman, 5035 – 44 Avenue South, Taber, Alberta, Canada TOK2GO on October 13, 1992. He states the history was written by Samuel Oldham, 20 October 1920.

The only variation was as follows:

They had the following children:
1. William born June 5, 1836 at Haslingden, died September 14, 1862, killed in battle at South Mountain, Maryland.
2. Thomas, born October 1, 1838 at Edenfield, Bury, died January 16, 1916 at Atchison, Kansas.
3. Alice (Mitton) born December 15, 1840 at Bury, Lancashire, died at Logan, Utah.
4. John born May 12, 1843 at Bury, Lancashire, England
5. Ellen (Bickmore) born October 1, 1847 at Bury Lancashire, England died at Logan, Utah
6. Margaret A. (Crapo) born December 11, 1849 at Bury, Lancashire, England.
7. Samuel born March 3, 1852 at Bury, Lancashire, England.
8. James Henry born December 2, 1855 at Oldham, Lancashire died May 26, 1913 at Paradise, Utah.
9. Eliza (Remington) born December 2, 1858 at Oldham, Lancashire died at Parker, Idaho.
10. Maria (Tams) born 14 June 1845 at Bury, Lancashire, England.

My father and his family were most of them engaged in weaving. My father, first, on a hand loom and afterwards, he and his children, as they grew up, handling power looms.

Son Samuel writes: Source of Trail Excerpt:
Oldham, Samuel, [Interview], in "Utah Pioneer Biographies," 44 vols., 22:5-6.
U.S Army, Register of Enlistments, 1798-1914
Name: John Oldham
Birthyear: about 1814
Birthplace: England
Enlistment Age: 24
found on Ancestry Institution.com

Read Trail Excerpt:. . . .We then spent nine days and one night on a steamboat traveling up the Missouri River, arriving at a village called Wyoming, Missouri [Nebraska] in July 1864. After remaining there about three weeks, we started on our journey across the plains in Captain Warrens ox train.
We traveled for eleven weeks before arriving at Salt Lake City on October 4th 1864. It was a very arduous journey. My father [John Oldham] and mother [Maria Heap Oldham] were both sick for about three weeks before we arrived at our destination. The Indians were very hostile during the first part of our journey, and during the latter part, nutritious food was very scarce. As soon as we arrived in Salt Lake City, we all commenced to improve, until we were soon enjoying the best of health.

Source of Trail Excerpt:
Oldham, Samuel, [Interview], in "Utah Pioneer Biographies," 44 vols., 22:5-6.

Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868William S. Warren Company (1864)

Departure: 21 July 1864; Arrival: 4 October 1864

Company Information: About 329 individuals and about 65 wagons were in the company when it began its journey from the outfitting post at Wyoming, Nebraska (the west bank of the Missouri River about 40 miles south of Omaha)

Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868
Source of Trail Excerpt:
"Got In," Salt Lake Daily Telegraph, 5 Oct. 1864, 3.Read Trail Excerpt:
LOCAL AFFAIRS
GOT IN.—Captain W. [William] S. Warren's company of about 400 immigrants and 65 wagons, arrived in the city yesterday, having made a good trip from Wyoming since July 22d. The company we learn was composed of English, Scotch, Welsh and a few Germans and Danes. One birth and twenty-six deaths occurred on the journey, the sickness was chiefly dysentery. Thirty head of cattle also died on the road.
Elders Thomas E. Jeremy and G. [George Gwillym] Bywater returned with this company from four year's missions to Britain.

Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868
Source of Trail Excerpt:
Daybell, William, Autobiographical sketch, 3-6, in Histories and biographies written by members of Camp Sunflower, Daughters of Utah Pioneers of Center Utah County, Provo, Utah, vol. 4.Read Trail Excerpt:
. . . . then we went to Nebraska which was called the Camping Grounds for the Saints.
We then waited 2 weeks for the Ox teams to take us across the plains, it was very disagreeable while we were camping there. I have heard my mother say it would rain nearly every day and they had but little shelter. They were very uncomfortable having scarcely enough to eat.
But the time came when the teamsters with Ox teams came and the company of saints of 800 was divided and put into different trains, the company was so large it took 2 trains to bring them to Utah. We were put in the WARREN train, a train of 80 wagons, 2 yoke of Oxen at an average to the wagon and we started across the plains to Utah traveling from the 25th July until 4th October. During the journey we had some trying times from sickness but very few deaths. At night the train would be brought into the camp. The wagons all put in a circle, one wagon tongue run under the other until it made a correl or a safe place to yoke up the cattle. Fires were made within the circle and the young people would enjoy themselves, some times at dancing on the bare ground. My father would get some wood if there was any to be got, my mother and her children would go and pick up the buffalo chips then we would help her carry them to make our fire, so the time passed on.

We crossed the plains when the Indians were very bad. In fact, they killed a great many people, but they did not molest us as a general thing. Those who were known to be Mormon emigrants they used to visit our train in great numbers and talk to the people. So this was our experience as we traveled that dreary road day after day, and week after week, but the time came when we were nearing Utah, the word went ahead that Captain WARREN's company was nearing its destination.

Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868
Source of Trail Excerpt:
Edwards, Elizabeth, Reminiscences, in Biographies of Elizabeth Edwards Hanks, Pioneer of 1864, Sarah and Morgan Edwards, Pioneer of 1864, and George William Hanks, Pioneer of 1857.
Read Trail Excerpt:

Our outfitting station was Wyoming, Nebraska. Our date of departure for "Zion" was July 19, 1864. The Captain of our company was William S. Warren. Four hundred souls were in our wagon train of about 65 wagons. We arrived in Great Salt Lake on October 4th, 1864. Our leaders on the plains were George Bywater and Thomas Jeremy.
I walked all the way across the plains, a distance of about a thousand miles. I was not quite fifteen years old at the time. I wore out three pair of shoes and walked the rest of the way barefooted. Often I could see the blood from my sore feet in the sand as I walked. There was a boy in our wagon. His mother was too old to do any cooking. His sister had to do that. Tom was the boy's name. And he was such a grumbler. I told him to stop his grumbling and he pulled my hair. He was a boy about 19 years old. I lost my temper and jumped right at him and pulled his hair until he went right head over heels on the wagon tongue, and whoever was looking on said, "Give it to him. And shame on you Tom for striking a little girl like that." I went behind the wagon crying then. Mother laughed and said, "That was a good battle. That was as swift as the battle of Waterloo." Later on my brother William challenged Tom to a fight, saying, "I'll throw my coat for fifty dollars, and then you won't strike my sister again."
There was one time soon after this event that I remember well. Just after we passed Ft. Laramie we came to a little station. I had never seen and Indian. We came to this place and there were a lot of Negroes there. They were a band of minstrels and had all kinds of musical instruments with them. I stayed behind the wagons with the other walkers in our wagon train. The Negroes were singing and we listened to them. Then one of the walkers said, "Well, I think it is time we were making tracks. The wagons are way ahead of us out of sight." So of course we started out after them. Just as we came around the hill, our wagons had gone around the other hill. At the point of the trail we saw a drunken Indian as he came shooting his gun in the air. It just went to my heart so. There was a big band of Indians after him to capture him. The man with us said, "Don't be afraid. They are trying to capture him. He is drunk." I fainted away, and dropped right down. A man came by and said, "This child is scared to death." So he helped me along. Mother and the rest of our family had gone ahead with the wagons and they did not see the Indians.
I reached the wagon at last and the team was going, and I tried to get in the wagon without stopping the team. They move so slowly. There were three pair of oxen on each wagon. I was weak from being so ill and scared, so when I tried to climb in the wagon, this boy Tom, whom I had had the fight with, gave me a push until I fell right on the wagon tongue. Mother caught me by the dress and saved me from getting killed. Mother said, "That boy Tom tries me to death." It was then that my brother wanted to fight Tom, but Tom would not fight anyone his own size. That boy Tom and I never did like each other, and mostly because of him I walked the rest of the way to Salt Lake City. In all the miles from Omaha to Salt Lake I walked all but 25 miles.
The next day after leaving Ft. Laramie we met a family and they stopped to talk to the people in our wagon train. There was a man and his wife and family. We asked them where they were going. They were going to see some friends at the fort. Their home was way back on the trail and they were just going to meet their friends. The day after that we came to their home. The house was all on fire. The Indians had been there. The man they had left to guard the place was dead in the road. The corrals were on fire. As the man's body was right in the trail, our leader said, "Don't touch him." The soldiers would soon come from the fort to care for him. We made a track around him. There was a woman who arrived there just then, and she screamed, "I know it is my John," but it wasn't. We camped near that place that night. We didn't go very far in a day. During the night it looked like there were regiments of soldiers coming into camp. They said that there were seven men who had been killed by the Indians and that three women had been stolen. The soldiers had taken care of the bodies. The next day we came to the seven graves the soldiers had spoken of. It looked like there had been an awful fight. We were told by our leaders not to touch a thing, even though there were things that would help us. The soldiers would come back and get what provisions were left.
Our water captain on the plains was William Davenport, who later lived in Parowan[, Utah]. Our teamster was Ephraim Thompson, who later lived in Fillmore[, Utah]. My brother William Edwards was a hunter on the plains for our wagon train. Sometimes he would be gone for many hours alone hunting what little he could bring back for us to eat. Mother would worry about him. We had bought him a gun at the outfitting station in Nebraska. He was a very good shot for a very young man who had worked in a mine all his life.
I had walked and walked so much that the soles had come off of my shoes. I then went barefooted. The shoemaker was sick and he couldn't fix my shoes. He was always busy. I walked barefooted until my toes would bleed from walking through prickle pears. I walked through all the rivers but one, and that was the Platte. There was a young man by the name of Stephen who liked to be among the Welsh people. He had been in the Civil War and had lost his leg in battle. He used a crutch. When we would come to these rivers, he would say, "You are the smallest one of all, take hold of me." Being hold of him would help me. He had his crutch and wooden leg. I walked through all the rivers holding on to Stephen. The rivers were swift and deep. The water would come into the wagon box and over the oxen's backs and the oxen would make such a loud noise driving the water out of their noses. The teamster would have to ride on the back of the oxen to guide them in the water.
We soon came to one of the women who had been stolen by the Indians and had escaped from them. She was at a government station along the way. Her husband and two boys had been killed and her two girls had been stolen. Her mind was completely broken and she was nearly dead. She didn't want anything. She was right out of her head. We could look at her through the window of a cabin. I thought it was the most pitiful sight I had ever seen.
I remember one day in particular. I was barefooted and I couldn't follow the wagon because I felt so ill, and my feet were so sore and bleeding. The wagons got farther and farther ahead. My brother and mother were sick in the wagon and so were not with me. I gave out and sat down to rest a bit and I could see that they were a long way ahead. When they camped at night my mother saw that I wasn't with them. And, as sick as she was, she came back for me. I had been crying, but I dried my tears and go up to meet her. "Oh, Mother", I cried, "Why did you come back for me as sick as you are?" But she only smiled at me. She looked very ill when we got to camp. Thus we traveled along from day to day.
We arrived in Great Salt Lake City on October 4, 1864.
[Source: http://www.welshmormonhistory.org/index.php?/resources/view/1146]

Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868
Source of Trail Excerpt:
Fletcher, Eliza Duncombe, Life of Eliza Duncombe Fletcher, 1. (Trail excerpt transcribed from "Pioneer History Collection" available at Pioneer Memorial Museum [Daughters of Utah Pioneers Museum], Salt Lake City, Utah. Some restrictions apply.)
Read Trail Excerpt:We started across the plains July 10, with Captain William Warren in charge of oztrain [ox train]. I saw bodies lying where the Indians had killed them and left them, but we were a large company—150 wagons, 485 oxen—so the Indians were afraid to come too close to us. I saw where they had burned wagons.
One afternoon we saw a fire where they had camped. The next morning two boys went back with field glasses and saw that the whole camp had been wiped out.
One night the captain told the teamsters not to turn the cattle loose as he expected the Indians, so the men and boys stood guard and at midnight we heard them coming, shouting their warhoops. When they got about halfway round the camp the men fired on them and the Indians found we were ready for them so they fled.
I walked nearly all the way across the plains and one time layed down to rest and went to sleep. When I awoke it was nearly night, and I didn't know which way to go, but I suppose I was inspired to look for the oxen tracks and followed them until I saw a man going for water with a can like a big milk can. I hurried to catch him and went into camp and found they had had supper and had not missed me.
Of the family I came with, the father [Edward Chappell], mother [Agnes Boardman Chappell], my chum, their oldest son [Robert Edward Chappell; second oldest son], and their baby [Jemima Elizabeth Chappell] died with mountain fever, and were buried on the wayside. I am thankful I was too young to sense the sorrow very deeply.
These are a few thing we went through in coming to Zion but I am thankful to my Heavenly Father for his protection and care over me so that I came through in safety. I arrived in Salt Lake City 4 Oct. 1864.

Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868
Source of Trail Excerpt:
Hanks, Eliza Edwards, [Diary excerpt], in Josephine Peterson Hanks, Biography of William David Hanks, 4.
Read Trail Excerpt:Quoting Eliza, "I walked all the way across the plains—a distance of about 1000 miles. When we started, I had three pair of shoes but finally they wore out and so much of this way was bare-footed. Often I could see the blood from my sore feet that was left in the sand as I walked along. Sometimes I would set down to rest, and then the wagon train would go on and leave me all alone. Once I felt I just couldn't go any more but mother came back to find me after the wagons had stopped for the night."

Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868
Source of Trail Excerpt:
Jones, John Lee, Reminiscences [ca. 1900-1926], 12-14.
Read Trail Excerpt:In 1864, I was Called to fill another Mission to Drive 4 Yoke of Oxen & Wagon down to the Frontier of "Nebraska Territory on the Missourie River, to Pick up the Saints Coming from England who was Emigrated by the Perpetual Emigration Fund up to this Point, we was yet in rather destitute Circumstances, in Order to prepare me for the Journey of nearly 4000 Miles, my Wife was Obliged to take the Blanket from her Bed to make me a Shirt. My out Fit Consisted of the Following, a Small Bag of Flour, 20 lbs of Crackers, a Knife, Spoon, Tin Cup, & Plate, a Blanket & two Quilts, Pr of Buckskin Pants, the above Blanket Shirt, " A Gun & Pistol", the last Named was borrowed, from Bro H Lunt. Bros"Edward Parry" & Cha[rle]s Nye, was called to go on this Mission at the Same time. Our Steers & Oxen with Yokes Chains & Waggons were furnished by the Breathren of the "Cedar Ward", who furnished them until our return, & was Credited on Labour Tithing for their use.
We Started on our Long Journey April 10th 1864 nearley 4000 Miles, Our Steers were very Wild, wich retarded our progress in Traveling at first, we would be till 10. O.Clock in the Morning in Catching Some of the Wilder Cattle, we would only Make 6 Miles per Day, but we Soon got them Tractable, & proscuted our Journey with More Speed, & increased the Distance to 12 & 16 Miles a Day.
When we got into Wyoming Territory We found the Platt[e] River Runing & nearly one Mile Wide we had to Swim our Cattle & Waggons Over, Wich took us some 4 Days the Snow Water was Very Cold & Made us all very weary & Cold, being in the Water So long, but the Lord blessed us & our Bodyes & prepared us for the Occation.
We arrived in July on the Banks of the Missourie River, & Met the Saints who had been brought, from Europe, thence up the River to the City of Wyoming, wich was then the Outfitting Post, for the Emigration, (for this was before the Union Pacific Rail Road was Built.) Consequently these Deserts & Plains had to be Travesed by Oxen, Mules, & Ho[r]ses. Some Even Came to Utah With Hand Carts a few years prevous to this time. I think it was in the Years 1858-9
After resting our Cattle a Short time, We Loaded in the Luggage of the Saints, Souls was apportioned to Me to bring Home to Zion, there Names were as follows Mother [Mary Ann] Lord & 2 Daughters [Jane and Hannah], Bro [John] & Sis. [Amelia] Mills & three others I forget their names, in returning Home we lost Many of our Cattle, Dying of Poison.
We had a Stampeed Just after we Crossed the South Platt at Juelsburge On the Pole Creek Route, resulting in the loss of 5 or 6 Head of Our Cattle. Some of them had their Legs Broken others had their Hornes torn off from their Heads Others had their Backs Broaken, & as they was in Tolerable Condition in Flesh we Butchered two of them for Beef & distributed it among the Emigrants and Teamsters, this Act proved to be very bad for the Saints, as the Fresh Beef gave them the Cholera & Many of them Died. I Buried 3 Souls that was in My Waggon, Vis Sis Lord & Bro & Sis Mills, they were good Saints, & will be Resurrected When the first Trump Shall Sound, in the Morn of the Millennium. The Teamsters were Compeled to Sleep out Upon the Ground, in Consequence of the Waggons being Loaded up to the Bows, those in My Waggon had a Tent to Sleep in.
There was one circumstance on the way, the Weather was very Stormy it had been Raining all Night Our Bedding was Completely Saturated. On waking in the Morning I found we had been lying in two Inches of Water all Night, & two Large Black Reptiles about 2 feet Long, who no doubt Crawled in between us out of the Rain. I notified Bro. "Edward Purry," My Companion who Slept with me, of the two Black Inmates in Bed, he Soon gave them a wide Birth by Springing out, leaving them Sole Possessors of the Bed. But we Soon dislodged them. We then Wrung out the Water from our Cloths, Placed them in the Waggon & Prepared for the Days Journey, the Indians were very bad at this time Attackting Many of the Gentile Emigration, who was going to Montana & California in Search for Gold & Silver, but the Lord preserved us his Saints, we had a double Guard out every Night & Traveled in a Co of 110 Waggons, wich reached 5 Miles in length when all in Motion.
In due time we arrived in "Salt Lake City" Where the poor Saints were provided with Homes among the Saints in Zion, Untill they Could get Homes of their own.

Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868
Source of Trail Excerpt:
Rampton, Ada Alice McDuff, Reminiscence in "Called at the Age of Sixty," Davis County Clipper, 16 Sep. 1910, 1.
Read Trail Excerpt:
Mrs. Rampton emigrated to Utah in 1864 with her parents, crossing the plains in Captain Warren’s company. It was the time of the Civil War and the Indians were on the warpath. She relates that a number of times they came up to farms and ranches where the inhabitants had all been killed off; the Indians being scared away by the approach of their train. One small mule train, bound for California, that had been traveling in their company for protection, getting impatient at the slow progress of the ox teams, pushed on ahead. The next day the slower ox teams came up to a place where all the company had been massacred and horribly mutilated by the Indians, their mules killed and the wagons and property destroyed.

Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868
Source of Trail Excerpt:
Stannard, J. W. P., "The Journey Over the Plains," Deseret News [Weekly], 26 Oct. 1864, 27.
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THE JOURNEY OVER THE PLAINS. TO THE EDITOR OF THE DESERET NEWS:
"Ublest Libertas, ibl est Patria."-CICERO. [Where liberty is, there is my country.]
SIR:—Being advised that an account of the Emigrants' journey over the Plains, would be acceptable to many of your intelligent readers, I respectfully submit to their perusal, the following narration of a company's procedure under the supervision of Captain William S. Warren; and as I am a member of the Church of England, the statement by a "Gentile" may on that account be deemed impartial, respecting the judicious arrangements made for the Emigrants' welfare.
The "Agent of the Emigration," at Wyoming, Joseph W. Young, Esq., furnished the Emigrants with excellent provisions. The flour, hams, bacon, rice, sugar, apples, beans, etc., were the very best that money could procure; and the Emigrants generally concur with me in feeling grateful to that gentlemen, for supplying them so well. En passant, it seems not irrelevant to add, for the benefit of future Emigrants, that those who roasted the beans, then ground them into powder, and used it as coffee, were preserved from Diarrhoea, which attacked others, and proved fatal to some; as might naturally be expected among several hundred persons, in a journey of 1100 miles, and occupying upwards of ten weeks. "Tell me," said the Irishman, "the place where people don't die, and I will go and end my days there." The "Commissary" carefully superintended the distribution of the provisions, every alternate week; and saw that "every one had his portion of meat, etc., in due season." With such good provision for the body, the wants of the soul were not neglected. The "Chaplain" called us together, mornings and evenings, for public worship. The Prayers appropriate for the occasion, nullified the latter part of the following statement, which recently appeared in the Chicago Tribune: viz. "the Mormons believe in Joseph Smith, but do not believe in Jesus Christ!" Whether this latter clause proceeded from a penny-a-liner's gross ignorance of their religion; (which a perusal of any of their books, or an attendance upon any one of their services would promptly remove: or from his base pandering to the morbid antipathy against the "Mormons," and was overlooked by the intelligent Editors: it was very reprehensible in a public journal, and discreditable to its respectable conductors. Many of the Hymns sung, being compiled from Wesley, Watts, etc., were familiar to me: and I enjoyed the singing, especially of that fire old Doxology.
"Praise God from whom all blessings flow; Praise him all creatures here below; Praise him above, ye heavenly hostPraise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost."
Which reverberated on the extensive plains of Dacotah: and why not? Divine worship should not be confined to human buildings: the Universe is God's temple; the dome of heaven its lofty roof; the plane of earth, its wide basis; sun, moon, and stars its glittering ornaments; every devout heart, an altar; every upright man, a priest; and prayer and praise, the incense, which arises to heaven with acceptance, and draws down a gracious benediction. "Guards" were regularly set, morning and evening, for the protection of the passengers, Cattle, Wagons, etc.; and thus, like the ancient Israelites under Nehemiah; "we made our prayer unto God, and had a watch set night and day. In describing the various Officials, the "Teamsters" should not be overlooked. Coming, as many of them did, from various parts of Europe, the Teamsters' knowledge of the English language, was remarkable to an experienced Tutor, long accustomed to educate Scholars and train Teachers in English, inter alia. I remember at Bourbon College in France, when I was Professor there, a Parisian studying English, exclaiming, one morning. "Some thieves stole Mr. Durand, last night: they robbed his watch, and other articles:" instead of "some thieves robbed Mr. Durand, last night: they stole his watch, etc." No such error was made by the Teamsters, as was made by that Collegian. Their correct pronunciation too was gratifying. In adjacent wagons, were two young men, each eighteen years old; one was a native of Norway, who had been in Utah six years; the other was a North Briton, who emigrated from Scotland this year. The Norwegian's pronunciation of English was correct and intelligible. The North Briton's was in the broad Scotch dialect; which (like the Irish brogue) is difficult to be understood by the English or Americans. The superiority of the foreigner's pronunciation of English is to be ascribed to his long residence in Utah; for the Americans' orthoepy is remarkably good. Of course, well-educated Englishmen and Americans speak alike; but taking the vast majority of the people of Great Britain and America, the superiority of American's pronunciation is obvious; and forcibly impressed my mind during the last three years that I taught Private Families and Public Schools in Illinois, and held a "first-grade Certificate of Qualification." The Americans have no "patois," (as the French term it;) they never say "I wull" and "you shull:" they never speak of "hogs and happles;" " 'ouses and 'orses;" "wirtue" and "winegar;" "this vicked var," etc; which dialects and provincialisms disfigure the pronunciation of many Britons. The "Captain" ably superintended the whole; and at times seemed almost ubiquitous; and he was "here, there, and everywhere," when his presence was requested; and by wisely tempering authority with benignity, secured for himself general respect.
With such physical and spiritual provision; under such able guardianship; and with the beneficent protection of our heavenly Father, we at length arrived at this far-famed city; and here my expectations were completely surpassed. Much as I had read about Utah and its inhabitants, from the elaborate and masterly work of Captain Stansbury, (one of the earlier and best books on the subject,) to the recent publication of Captain Burton, I was impelled to exclaim with one of old, "the half has not been told me," and was reminded of the inscription on the tomb of Sir Christopher Wren, in St. Paul's Cathedral, London, and its celebrated Architect. That inscription is, "si monumentum quaeris, circumspice," i. e. "if you seek his monument, look around:" see the cathedral he has erected, &c. So, to any one desirous of knowing what the calumniated "Mormons" really are, I would say, "come hither, and 'look around.'" See the beautiful city, they have built; see the extensive fields they have cultivated; see the rich productions they have raised; see how they have made the wilderness and the solitary place to be glad for them, and the desert to become "DESERET," and to rejoice and blossom as the rose. Surely such a people; so industrious, as surrounding objects indicate; so religious as their crowded Bowery evinces, eminently deserve to have their "Territory" formed into a "STATE." For maintaining this truth in Illinois, I was assailed, defamed, maligned, and as the climax of my opponents' vituperation, I was called a "Mormon;" but the only answer I received was, "perhaps it would be made into a State, but for its peculiar institutions." Irrespective of the declaration, "Congress shall pass no law respecting religion, or the exercise thereof;—(which concerns Americans exclusively, and might be deemed presumptuous for a foreigner to intermeddle with)—I contended for the broad, grand doctrine that with "Institutions," whether "peculiar" or general, which emanate from Christian principles, no Government has any right to interfere. While as an Englishman, I readily concur with Dr. Watts.
"Let Caesar's dues be ever paid
To Caesar and his throne, As a Christian, I cordially add, with that poet,
But consciences and souls were made
To be the Lord's alone."
"Conscience," said an eminent judge, "is not amenable to human laws, nor subject to human tribunals." All that governments have a right to require is, that the inhabitants should properly perform their duties; and then they are justly entitled to possess their rights, as denizens of a Free State. The maligned "Mormons" have nobly discharged their duties; and therefore preeminently merit to enjoy their privilege, as citizens of THE FREE STATE OF "DESERET." I cordially rejoice in the prosperity of the Latter-day Saints, although, like the former day Saints, they are every where spoken against; (thus proving what Dr. Paley terms an "undesigned coincidence," thus Mormonism and Christianity are identical, by each meeting with the same reception;) and I heartily wish that their future progress may resemble "the shining light, which shineth more and more unto the perfect day."
I am, sir, yours respectfully,J. W. P. STANNARD,Professor of Languages and Mathematics.G. S. L. City, Oct. 13th, 1864.

Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868
Source of Trail Excerpt:
Stott, Edwin, "A Sketch of My Life," Utah Historical Quarterly, July, Oct. 1941, 187.
Read Trail Excerpt:In 1864, I was called to go back to the Missouri River after Mormon immigrants. Our company was composed of sixty wagons with eight head of oxen to the wagon, which made a total of four hundred eighty head of cattle in the company. My calling in the company, with three others, was the night herding of these cattle. It was a hard task, and I slept but very little night or day for six weeks. It was also a year of unusually high water, every creek and river being flooded. We had to swim our cattle and wagons in crossing the South Platte River. When we were on our journey about six hundred miles, we came to a section of country of much rain at that season of the year. We had rain and thunder storms every night for two weeks or more. We journeyed on and finally reached the Missouri River. The Mormon immigration was there ready to be loaded. We started back for Utah, but the Indians were very troublesome. A small company of three wagons, four mules to each wagon, bound for Oregon, traveled with us until we passed Fort Leavenworth, then they left us, as we were traveling too slow for them. But in two days we came upon the place where the Indians had killed them all, set fire to their wagons and stolen their mules. At this time the country was being settled to some extent. men were coming out and taking up ranches and building homes. Indians were killing them and setting fire to their homes and stealing their belongings. As we were traveling along at night we could see the homes burning on the horizon. When we were about five hundred and forty miles on our journey we camped about one half mile from some freighters, forty wagons in all. They had been to Denver, Colorado, with their loads, and were on their way back. In the night we heard yelling and shooting. Presently we saw the fire start burning. The Indians had set fire to all the wagons and driven their cattle away and killed all the men.
As night herders we had many narrow escapes from the Indians. But the blessings of the Lord were up on us, and we landed home in safety.

Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, 1847–1868
Source of Trail Excerpt:
Wilson, Stephen Fairchild, Reminiscence, 17-23 (Trail excerpt transcribed from "Pioneer History Collection" available at Pioneer Memorial Museum [Daughters of Utah Pioneers Museum], Salt Lake City, Utah. Some restrictions apply.)
Read Trail Excerpt:Early next spring 1864, my father said we must make a start for Salt Lake City on account of the persecution of our neighbors which grew more and more unbearable day by day. With all the haste we could command under the circumstances we got ready the best we could, and father fitted up his span of ponies and light wagon and one morning about 3 or 4 o'clock A.M. early in April 1864, he took us by surprise by driving the team into the door post close to the door and quietly said in a low voice make haste and load up no time to lose, and in less time than it takes to write it, Aunt Rebecca and her 6 children, my sister Sarah Alice and myself with our scanty bedding, clothing, a few dishes and small provisions we were packed into the little wagon all ready to start! Father said now—"Stephen is the teamster" and he held the lines while the "teamster" got firmly seated for the ponies were restless and seemed to catch the spirit of it and were impatient to start for Utah! It was about 4 a.m. and about the 5 of April 1864 when father handed the lines up to me saying "peace and good luck be with you" till father, mother, sister Elizabeth, brothers Ira Lyman, Oliver Cowdery and little Joseph Ellis Wilson mother’s baby and brother Sidney Smith, his wife Nancy Brizandine and baby boy 1 year old, with his light rig overtook us 50 miles from the old homestead which we left for the dogs to fight over!! I stopped at a place which father previously designated till they came up. That was indeed a happy reunion of a family of refugees fleeing from persecution which we suffered more or less since we fled from Nauvoo Illinois June 1846, a lapse of 18 years. We indeed felt to thank our Heavenly Father for our freedom in the pure fresh air of the prairies of western Iowa while on our journey to the promised land of Utah.
After several more day's travel of 150 miles taking turns riding and walking along side of the little rickety light family wagons, some of the family walking all the way. We arrived all well and safe at the Missouri River opposite the church Wyoming landing over to which we were soon ferried and said good bye to old Iowa and Ill. It was in the latter part of June 1864, when we crossed the River and were soon looked after at the church emigration headquarters. In a few days we were all baptized except father and mother and "aunt" Rebecca who were previously baptized in Illinois, prior to 1846. also little Joseph Ellis Wilson 6 years old. We were baptized in Weeping Water Creek which empties into the Missouri River near the Wyoming Landing by Elder George Bywater about the 1st of July 1864 and confirmed same day by whom I do not know. That baptism was one of the happiest days of my life. On coming up out of the water the spirit of testimony from above rested upon me in a manner that I shall never forget as long as memory lasts. It was a momentary joy I can not explain and a testimony to me that the ordinance of baptism by immersion is essential to salvation in the kingdom of heaven and that the Lord was pleased with what I had done. I felt that I entered the door of the kingdom of heaven which the Lord had set up in the last days through the prophet Joseph Smith the "choice seer" in fulfillment of the prophecy of Daniel II chapter and 44th verse.
Some time after the 4th of July a few days 1864, my father loaded mother and her children into Captain Warren's train of ox teams according to arrangement, Sidney my brother, wife and 2 children into Captain Canfield's train. Father took "aunt" Rebecca and her 6 children in his light pony wagon and traveled along with the trains till we arrived in Salt Lake City Utah about the 5th of October 1864.
About two weeks after we left the Missouri River and somewhere in Nebraska Territory—now a state—just as father and I were tieing the hame strings on his ponies they started in a second on the back road leaving their harness strung along the road for about two miles before they were overtaken by the horsemen belonging the two church trains of ox teams which both stampeded before you could say scat, and leaving broken wagon wheels, crippled oxen, wagons tipped over and mdse. provisions and all kinds of goods scattered along the road on the plains for about a mile or two. My mother was in one of the wagons which tipped over and a heavy goods box fell on her side and brok[e] two ribs. The effects of which made it uncomfortable for her to ride in the jolting wagons for a long time, but the Lord had a work for her to do in temple for the living and for the dead and He spared her life till it was done. We soon started on and soon passed some of our men repairing a wagon wheel which had been broken in the stampede. A few days after this incident our train passed by a small train of gentile freighters whose wagons were burning to ashes and all the provisions, bedding and clothing &c had been taken, also their animals, and 9 of the dead bodies of the freighters were lying stretched out side by side near the ruins, all of which was the work of the savage indians a few short hours before. I do not know whether our men buried them or not. Our trains did not stop, but I was among a number of the brethren who were walking and we saw the sight! Nothing more of importance transpired till nearly all of our family were down with the mountain fever a little before we reached the summit or south pass, where my sister Elizabeth died and was buried by the road side. The trains cannot stop for funerals; two or three persons have to stop long enough to bury the dead, hastily. Two or three days after that my teamster called me out of mountain fever stupor saying Stephen, look! there goes your father with your last full sister Miss Sarah Alice Wilson in his light wagon to the Echo grave yard. With great I looked over the side of the wagon box in which I was riding and saw the light wagon go by at the forks of the road just behind my wagon. In a day or two we arrived in Salt Lake City about the 4th of Oct. 1864 near fall conference.

MARIA HEAP

[Ancestral Link: Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow), daughter of Ellen Oldham (Bickmore), daughter of Maria Heap (Oldham).]

Copy of photo of family group of 4 men and three women with two oval inserts of two women between the three people standing on back row. Typewritten on top of photo John and Maria Heap Oldham Family Abt 1904 Utah. Typewritten on bottom of photo Seated; L to R -Thomas - Alice O. Mitton - Maria O. Tams - Samuel Heap Standing L to R - James Henry - Ellen O. Bickmore - John Oldham Jr. On the Wall L to R - Eliza O. Remmington - Margret Ann O. Crapo. Photo taken about 1904.

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

DAVID BICKMORE 1800-

[Ancestral Link: Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow), daughter of Isaac Danford Bickmore, son of Isaac Motor Bickmore, son of David Bickmore.]

Knox County, Maine
The Bickmores were among the first settlers in this town, being there by 1750 from Massachusetts. There has been controversy as to the identity of the mother. There is a Cushing, Maine record of the marriage of a David Bickmore to Margaret Dickey August 3 1793. However, the name is Martha Dixon on all early L.D.S. church records, and it is always Martha or Patsy (nickname for Martha) in Census reports and land grant records. It is possible that Margaret Dicke and Martha Dixon were the same person.

The David Bickmore family left Maine, probably from Kennebeck County, some time after March 1815. Their oldest child Anna was married to Daniel Pettingill 27 December 1818 in Madison County, Illinois, opposite St. Louis in the Great American Bottom. The family was not listed in the special State Census of 1818. David apparently had died before the taking of the Federal 1820 Census, in which his wife was listed as head of the household. During childhood play, William M Bickmore lost one eye playing Indians with bow and arrows, as can be noticed when viewing his picture.
found on ancestry.com

RESEARCH RECORD OF DAVID BICKMORE b. 1768

In 1800 David Bigmore and family were enumerated in Medoncook Plantation, Lincoln, Maine. In 1810 David Bickmore and family were enumerated in Beaverhill, Kennebec, Maine. It is interesting to note that a land patent warrant of 160 acres in Calhoun County, Illinois was acquired by John Bickmore, Jr. (David's brother b. 1758 d. 1832). Issued 15 Dec 1817. Land Office: Illinois. By authority of the ScripWarrant Act of 6 May 1812. It appears that John never did go to Illinois. Calhoun County was created in 1825 from Pike County. On 24 Dec 1818 Anna Bickmore, daughter of David, and Daniel Pettengill were married in Madison County, Illinois. In 1820 Martha Bickmore was enumerated as head of the family in Madison County, Illinois. The 1820 census lists one male age 45 and up. In 1830 Census Patsy Bickmore was enumerated as head of the family in Morgan County, Illinois. The 1840 Census with David Bickman (could be Bickmore) listed as head of household was enumerated in Winchester, Scott, Illinois. The oldest male is listed as between the ages of 50 and 60 which is too young for David. __________________ John Beckmore "of Medumcook in the county of Lincoln" sold land to David Beckmore "of a place called Swans Island in the county of Hancock" in Medumcook, Lincoln, Maine on 4 Apr 1798 & in the 22nd year of independency. Witnessed by John Beckmore Jun'r, and Sedate Beckmore on 20 May 1800. Rec'd 13 Jan 1802. The United States Direct Tax of 1798 lists: David Bigmore, Medumcook (Friendship) Maine, was taxed $70 for 70 acres. Deed of John Bickmore Sr. to Solomon Bickmore describes the property as running along side that of David Bickmore. Medumcook, Lincoln, Maine. 20 May 1800. David Bickmore and Martha, his wife, sold land to Samuel Wotton in Medumcook, Lincoln, Maine. 11 Oct 1805. Recorded 12 Nov 1805. __________________ "David Bickmore and son, Samuel, worked for Jonah and Robert Crosby in Albion from July to March 1815." --Mrs. Ruby Crosby Bickmore Wiggin from information found in a Day Book loaned to Ruby by one of the Crosby Family. ___________________ See Notes for Margaret Dickey or Dicke. It is possible that David married twice. It is unknown when his first wife Margaret Dickey died, except that it was before 11 Oct 1805 (per 1805 land deed). The children born after 11 Oct 1805 would certainly be the children of David and Martha Dixon. Cyrus Eaton, Annals of Warren, Second Edition, p 535-536, 11 Aug 1877 lists: "Dickey, John...md. Nancy Patten...Their children...5, Margaret, b. 1758; r. and d.W." See Sources for more information on these entries. New England Historical and Genealogical Register, Jan 1936, Vol 90 p 90 lists: "David Bickemore [Bickmore] of Meduncook and Margaret Dicks of Thomaston md 3 Aug 1793." Cushing, Maine Marriage Records copied by Judge Frank R. Miller. Ruth J. Aiken, Records of Lower St. George and Cushing 1605-1897, Driftwood Farm, Cushing, Maine, 1987, p 7 lists "Aug. 3, 1793 intention of marriage for David Bickemore of Meduncook and Margaret Dicks of Thomaston." __________________ From "A History of Swan's Island, Maine" by H.W. Small, M.D, p. 23-24. "James Swan, of Dorchester, appointed Joseph Prince resident on Swan's Island, formerly Burntcoat (this is the first time that the phrase Swan's island was used), with power of attorney to see and convey to David Smith, Joshua Grindle and Moses Staples one hundred acres of land each; to John Rich, William Davis, DAVID BICKMORE, Isaac Sawyer, and ____Knowlton thirty acres each, all to be taken on the Great Island; and to Samuel Emerson 60 acres on ......... To be theirs on the following conditions only: They shall live on said land seven years, counting from their actual settlement, with their stock and families; shall pay all the taxes.....; they shall cut no more wood or timber than to make good and farmerlike improvements; shall pay the expense of surveying; each shall lay out such roads through his land as the agent shall direct, and keep it in repair seven years. ....If the conditions are not complied with, the land that may be improved by settlers will go back to said Swan. "Swan had as a confidential agent a man named Joseph Prince.....He came here soon after the purchase of the islands and superintended Swan's business during the early days of their settlement.....The church and school-house were never built, as Swan, soon after his purchase here, failed in business and left this country before it could be carried into effect, and those into whose hands the property fell did not choose to fulfill Swan's agreement." __________________ From http://www.swansisland.com/history.html: "Swans Island history is closely associated with the romantic figure of its namesake, James Swan. It is one of a number of islands off Mount Desert Island known as the Burntcoat group. Swan bought the group in 1784. "On Swans Island, James Swan established saw mills and built a colonial mansion for himself. Lumbering was the island's major industry; fishing was second. Some of Swans's reckless ventures left him broke and forced him to leave the country. He traveled to France where he amassed another fortune and returned to America. But on one of his many trips to France he was arrested for a debt he claimed not to owe. Rather than pay it he spent 22 years in prison until Louis Phillipe ascended to the throne in France and freed all debtors. Swan died shortly after his release." _________________ From "Burnt Coat or Swan's Island" published by Bangor Historical Magazine, III (1887-1888) page 22-23. "Oct. 28, 1790, James Swan, late of Boston, by his attorneys Henry Jackson and Benjamin Hichborn, of Boston, sold the same purchase to Joseph Prince (Hancock Registry, Vol. I. pages 28.29) "resident on Burnt Coat Island for L300. Prince to convey to David Smith, Joshua Grindle and Moses Staples, 100 acres each; to John Rich, William Davis, David Bickmore, Isaac Sawyer and ____Knowlton, 30 acres each on Great Island, called Burnt Coat, or any other islands, and to any other Fishermen 10 acres each. "June 29, 1795. Joseph Prince and wife Joanna, sold the same purchase (Hancock Registry, Vol. III, page 258) to Henry Jackson, of Boston for L300. Sept. 28, 1796, Henry Jackson sold same purchase to James Swan. "Oct. 3, 1812, "James Swan of Boston, at present residing in Paris" mortaged the same property to Michael O'Nalley, O'Meally or Omealy, of Baltimore, as security for the payment of certain debts due or to be due O'Mally. This mortgage was executed at Paris at the Greffe of the prison of St. Pelagie, where Swan was then imprisoned and acknowledged before David Bailey Warden, U.S. Consul at Paris, Oct. 3 1812. It is recorded in Hancock County Registry of Deeds........ ...."As to the mortgage of Swan to O'Mally I am inclined to the opinion that it was given to a friend to protect the property from other debtors or claimants. ....It is said that "Ex-governor Edward Kent, was employed by O'Mally or his assignees, to bring suits against the settlers to recover possession of the islands, and then he prosecuted these suits for several years. Some of the settlers paid something rather than contend, while others absolutely refused to pay. In the end Governor Kent could not find his clients and returned the money to the islanders." It is more than probable that the heirs of Swan took this method to get something out of the Islands, but finding the matter was likely to be hotly contested gave up the contest. It is quite idle to suppose that Governor Kent did not know his clients." ___________________ Note: On Swan's Island, Prince the agent had long given up and returned to Massachusetts. After the group of islands had been mortgaged by Swan, given up, bought back ; no one seemed to know who owned anything. It is not clear when this condition was responsible for David Bickmore's return to Friendship or whether David ever gained clear title, after seven year's settlement, to his land. If he did not, this would explain why there is no record of it in Hancock County.--"The Maine Islands" by Dorothy Simpson. 1960, and "Maine Place Names" by Ava Harriet Chadbourne, 1957. ___________________ RECORD: 1. Transcribed & Edited by Melville Bradford Cook, Maine. Records of Meduncook Plantation and Friendship,Maine--1762-1899, Published by Shore Village Historical Society, Rockland, Maine. 1985. Printed by Courier-Gazette, Inc., Rockland, Maine, Page 3, FHL Call Number 974.153/F1 H2c . Gives Birth of David Bickmore. 2. Cemetery Records: Tenants Harbor Cemetery. 3. Family Records and Research of Esther Clark (now deceased). 755 Cleveland, Woodland, California 95695. Part of the research team of V.C.Rasmussen, Merle Belnap and others. Received 1968 from Mrs. C.A. Douds (Jessie Pettingill, great granddau. of Oliver Pettingill and Anna Bickmore: Short account in handwriting of one of Mrs. Douds' aunts, probably Mrs. Emma (Pettingill) Tulley Petrie, now in Caseyville Nursing Home, Illinois, at advanced age in 90's "Anna Bickmore Pettingill, wife of Daniel Pettingill-age at death 72. Her brothers, (no dates given for any) PHILIP died young; GEORGE died in Mill Tract (?) (the ? is Mrs. Douds'); THOMAS died near Rock Island (presume in Illinois); SAM became a Mormon, went with the Mormons from Nauvoo. 4. Land Deeds and Grants. John Beckmore to David Beckmore. Lincoln County. State of Maine. Vol 48 page 207. Book 10 page 111. Medumcook. 4 Apr 1798 & in the 22nd year of independency. Witnesses John Beckmore Jun'r, Sedate Beckmore. Rec'd 13 Jan 1802. 5. Land Deeds and Grants. David and Martha, his wife, Bickmore to Samuel Wotton. Lincoln County. State of Maine. Vol 58 Page 68. Book 12 page 31.11 Oct 1805. Medumcook. Rec.d 12 Nov 1805. 6. Bickmore Family Research Team. Researchers who contributed to and managed research of John and Anna Bickmore family and descendants: Vauna Louise Crane Rasmussen, Merle Crane Belnap, Esther Frances Bickmore, Cyril Stanford Allen, Charlotte Viola Mills Heninger, Jacqueline Allen Hyden, UT. Documents, letters and family histories in possession of Bonnie K. Taylor. Information transcribed by Bonnie K. Taylor, Salem, 807 Hazeltine, S.E., Salem OR 97306. This group contributed to " Ancestors and Descendants of Walter Covey" compiled by Mary Lancaster Quist, "History and Descendants of Jacob Scott -- John Scott 1782-1996" edited by Edith Colburn Scott, and A Genealogy of the Comish Family of the Isle of Man, Great Britain compiled by Verla Allen Comish Harris, Jacqueline Allen Hyden, Anna Allen Poppleton, and Floren Stocks Preece. The publications include many descendants of David Bickmore. Some compiling by Kathleen Belnap of Utah. 7. 1800 Medoncook Plantation, Lincoln, Maine, Page 537. David Bigmore head of family 2 male under age 10 1 male age 26-44 1 female under age 10 1 female age 26-44. 8. 1810 Census Beaverhill, Kennebec, Maine, Page 770. David Bickmore head of family 3 males under 10 3 males 10 thru 15 1 male 26 thru 44 2 females under 10 1 female 10 thru 15 1 female 26 thru 44. 9. H.W. Small, M.D, A History of Swan's Island, Maine, Ellsworth, Maine : Hancock County Publishing Company, 1898, page 23-25, Davis County Library, FHL Call Number 974.145/S3 H2s. 10. Juanita Leavitt Pulsipher, History of Sarah Sturtevant Leavitt, http://www.sanremolv.com/~wmpl/H_Sarah%20Sturtevant.htm. "History of Sarah Studevant Leavitt (Copied From Her History by Juanita Leavitt Pulsipher, June, 1919.) [Stamped November 4, 1948 by the Genealogical Society of Utah; written in pen from Luella Abbott Leavitt; cataloged at P.B.A. #49, and stamped by The Genealogical Society of Utah with a number 36933 - Lyman De Platt] "I have copied this history exactly as it was written by the hand of Sarah Studevant Leavitt in her record book. The original was very old, yellow and torn, and much of the writings dim; but I was able to decipher it. I have made no effort to revise it in any way, except to put in an occasional punctuation mark or correct an error in spelling. I hope that it may find a place in the hearts and homes of her descendants; that they may profit by her experiences." Juanita L. Pulsipher.". 11. Bangor Historical Magazine III (1887-1888). Burnt Coat or Swan's Island, page 22-23. 12. Family Records of Ruby Crosby Bickmore Wiggins of Clinton, Maine. Letters written to VCR in 1965. 13. Land Deeds and Grants, G.S. #3011 F Me L 10 pt 34 vol 60 p 31-32. John Bickmore to Solomon Bickmore. Lincoln County. State of Maine. Vol 60 p 31. Book 12 p 31. Meduncook. 20 May 1800. Witnesses James Malcom, John Bickmore, Jr. Property running alongside that of David Bickmore.
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MARGARET or MARTHA DICKEY (BICKMORE)1768-1852

[Ancestral Link: Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow), daughter of Isaac Danford Bickmore, son of Isaac Motor Bickmore, son of Margaret (Martha0 Dickey (Bickmore).]

MARGARET (MARTHA) DICKEY BICKMOREBIRTHDATE: 1768 Warren, Lincoln, Maine
DEATH: 6 July 1852 Loop Ford, Iowa
PARENTS: John Dickey Nancy Patten Dickey
PIONEER: 5 October 1852 John B. Walker Company Wagon Train
SPOUSE: David Bickmore
MARRIED: 31 August 1793 Cushing, Knox, Maine
DEATH: Before 1820
CHILDREN:
Annie 1794
Thomas 1794
Isaac Motor 6 June 1797
William 14 May 1799
David 1800
George 1802
Jacob 1804
Samuel David 4 February 1806
Eliza 1809
Jane Ann 1811
Martha Jane 1814

Margaret was born in 1768, in Warren, Maine. Her parents were of Scottish descent. Margaret married David Bickmore in Cushing, Maine in 1793. She had eleven children, all born in Friendship, Maine.

The family left Maine for Illinois probably about 1815/16. Margaret’s husband, David, must have died before 1820 as she was listed as head of her household in the 1820 census. Margaret was also known as Martha or Patsy in subsequent census reports and land grants.

Margaret and her son, Isaac Motor Bickmore, and his family joined a company of emigrants who were coming to Utah under the leadership of Captain John Walker. On the way, an epidemic of black cholera broke out among them. Margaret and her son, Isaac Motor, both contracted the disease. They died on 6 July 1852, and were buried at Loop Ford on the Platte River in Iowa. Margaret was 94 years old. Isaac’s widow, Martha Harville Bickmore, and children came on to Utah and settled in Wellsville.

MARGARET (or MARTHA) DICKEY BICKMORE
born 1768 Warren, Lincoln, Maine
died 6 July 1852 Loop Ford, Iowa
John B. Walker Company 1852

MARGARET (or MARTHA) DICKEY BICKMORE
Margaret Dickey was born in 1768 in Warren, Lincoln, Maine, to Scottish immigrants John Dickey and Nancy Patten.

Margaret married David Bickmore in Cushing, Knox, Maine on 31 August 1793. She had 11 children in Maine: Annie, 1794; Thomas, 1794; Isaac Motor, 6 June 1797; William, 14 May 1799; David, 1800; George, 1802; Jacob, 1804; Samuel David 4 February 1806; Eliza, 1809; Jane Ann, 1811; and Martha Jane, 1814.

The family left Maine for Illinois probably about 1815/16. Margaret‘s husband, David, must have died before 1820 as she was listed as head of her household in the 1820 census. Margaret was also known as Martha or Patsy (a nickname for Martha) in subsequent census reports and land grants.

Margaret and her son, Isaac Motor Bickmore, and his family joined a company of emigrants who were coming to Utah under the leadership of Captain John Walker. On the way, an epidemic of black cholera broke out among them. Margaret and her son, Isaac Motor, both contracted the disease. They died on July 6, 1852, and were buried at Loop Ford on Platte River in Iowa. Margaret was 94 years old. Isaac’s widow, Martha Harville Bickmore, and children came on to Utah and settled in Wellsville.

PIONEER WOMEN OF FAITH AND FORTITUDE

Margaret or Martha Dickey (Dicke, Dixon, Dison) Bickmore
Born: 1768, Warren, Lincoln, Maine
Died: 6 July 1852, Loop Ford, Iowa
Pioneer: 1852, Captain John B. Walker Company

Margaret Dickey was born in 1768 in Warren, Lincoln, Maine, to Scottish immigrants John Dickey and Nancy Patten.

Margaret married David Bickmore in Cushing, Knox, Maine on 31 August 1793. She had 11 children in Maine; namely, Annie (1794); Thomas (1794) and Isaac Motor (6 June 1797) were born in Friendship; William, 14 May 1799 born in New Bedford, David (1800), George (1802), Jacob (1804), Samuel David (4 February 1806), Eliza (1809), Jane Ann (1811), Martha Jane (1814) all born in Friendship.

The family left Maine probably from Kennebec County, after March 1815. The oldest daughter, Annie, married Daniel Pettingill 27 December 1818 in Madison County, Illinois. Margaret’s husband, David, must have died before 1820 as she was listed as head of her household in the 1820 census. It is interesting to note that Margaret was also known as Martha or Patsy (a nickname for Martha) in subsequent census reports and land grant records. Three of her sons were living in the same town in consecutively numbered households.

Margaret and her son, Isaac Motor Bickmore, and his family joined a company of emigrants who were coming to Utah under the leadership of Captain John Walker. On the way, an epidemic of black cholera broke out among them. Margaret and her son, Isaac Motor, both contacted the disease. They died on July 6, 1852, and were buried at Loop Ford on the Platte River, Iowa. Margaret was 94 years old. Isaac’s widow, Martha Harville Bickmore, and children came on to Utah and settled in Wellsville.

All of the above were submitted to the Daughters of Utah Pioneers by Jacqueline A. Hyden, 315 North 100 West, Providence, Utah 84332
Knox County, Maine

The Bickmores were among the first settlers in this town, being there by 1750 from Massachusetts. There has been controversy as to the identity of the mother. There is a Cushing, Maine, record of the marriage of a David Bickmore to Margaret Dickey August 3 1793. However, the name is Martha Dixon on all early L.D. S. church records, and it is always Martha or Patsy (nickname for Martha) in Census reports and land grant records. It is possible that Margaret Dickey and Martha Dixon were the same person.

The David Bickmore family left Maine, probably from Kennebeck County, some time after March 1815. Their oldest child Anna was married to Daniel Pettingill 27 December 1818 in Madison County, Illinois, opposite St. Louis in the Great American Bottom. The family was not listed in the special State Census of 1818. David apparently had died before the taking of the Federal 1820 Census, in which his wife was listed as head of the household. During childhood play, William M Bickmore lost one eye playing Indians with bow and arrows, as can be noticed when viewing his picture.
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RESEARCH RECORD OF MARGARET DICKE OR DICKS OR MARTHA DIXON

NAME: Margaret DICKS,DICKE,DICKEY or Martha DIXON. Are Margaret DICKE or DICKEY, and Martha Dixon TWO separate people?

It appears the NEHGR marriage record and the Cyrus Eaton death information were disregarded or forgotten upon finding the early LDS church records listing Martha Dixon and David Bickmore,and that the records listing Margaret Dicke was "quite a surprising bit of news" to those who were using the Martha Dixon name in their records. __________________ MARRIAGE: The New England Historical and Genealogical Register, Jan 1936. Vol 90 p. 90, states "David Bickemore [Bickmore]of Meduncook and MARGARET DICKS of Thomaston md 3 Aug 1793." (Cushing Maine Marriage Records copied by Judge Frank R. Miller.) MARRIAGE: Ruth J. Aiken, Records of Lower St. George and Cushing 1605-1897, Driftwood Farm, Cushing, Maine. 1987. Page 7, states "Aug. 3, 1793 intention of marriage for David Bickemore of Meduncook and Margaret Dicks of Thomaston." __________________ DEATH: Annals of Warren by Cyrus Eaton, Second Edition, 11 Aug 1877, p. 535-536 lists Margaret Dickey birth as 1758: "Dickey, John...md. Nancy Patten...Their children...5, Margaret, b. 1758; r. and d.W." The listing "d.W." taken from the text indicates Margaret Dickey resided and died in Warren. In correspondence among early Bickmore family researchers there is discussion of the "d.W." but in the context that they may have wrongly handcopied the "d." into their notes, which they did not. Throughout the body of Eaton's publication "d." means died and "d.W." means "died in Warren." See page 498 for a table of abbreviations. "Regarding the name of Margaret Dicke in the 'Annals of Warren,' we have checked both editions, 1851 and 1877. In both of the editions here in the library Margaret Dicke is listed as being born in 1758."--Olive M. Smythe, Reference Librarian, Bangor Public Library, Bangor, Maine. __________________ NAME: Land Deeds and Grants lists: David and Martha, his wife, Bickmore to Samuel Wotton. Lincoln County. State of Maine. Vol 58 Page 68. Book 12 p 31. 11 Oct 1805. Medumcook. Recd 12 Nov 1805. James Vickery, researcher from Maine and correspondent of family researchers, concluded "the 'family tradition' name transition from Margaret Dicke or Margaret Dickey to Martha Dixon is too drastic and is not probable. The name Dickey and Dixon are not close enough to be confused either in writing or pronunciation." __________________ DEATH: If there were two wives, Margaret Dickey Bickmore resided and died in Warren, Lincoln, Maine before 11 Oct 1805 (per Annals of Warren, and Land Deed and Grant of 1805). Martha Dixon Bickmore died 6 Jul 1852 along side the immigrant trail near Loup Fork, Platte River, Nebraska. __________________ Unresolved questions: When did Margaret die? The deed of 1805 lists Martha's name, not Margaret's name. If Margaret died before the deed of 1805 when did Martha and David marry? Which children belong to which wife? If we conclude that Margaret died before 1805, obviously, children born after 11 Oct 1805 are Martha's children. It is not known which children born before 11 Oct 1805 are Margaret's or Martha's, without a death date for Margaret and a marriage date for Martha and David. ___________________ Listed on the Pioneer Memorial on the Trail of Hope in Nauvoo, Illinois is Martha Dixon Bickmore.
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Monday, August 6, 2012

WILLIAM OLDHAM 1790-1856

[Ancestral Link: Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow), daughter of Ellen Oldham (Bickmore), daughter of John Oldham, son of William Oldham.]

William and his wife, Alice (Barnes) Oldham, were buried here.

Burial: St James Churchyard, Haslingden, Lancashire, England

JOHN OLDHAM
By his son, Samuel Oldham
(3 March 1852-24 July 1921)

My paternal grandfather, William was born at Haslingden, Lancashire, England, in the year 1788. His wife, Alice Barnes, was born at the same place in the year 1787. They were married probably in the early part of 1812. Their three children, of whom we have record, were John Oldham, born at Haslingden, England, on June 13, 1813, Mary Ann Oldham (Heap), born at the same place on December 22, 1815. Alice Oldham (Sharples) born at the same place, probably in 1818.

My grandfather died on August 26, 1856, my grandmother on April 2, 1867. I have a slight recollection of my grandfather, although I was but a little over four years of age when he died. My grandmother I can remember quite well, as she lived with us for some time.

My grandparents were engaged in their own home in hand loom weaving. This was the only kind of cloth-weaving that was then known. During the early part of their lives, power looms were invented to run by steam. At one time, my grandfather had seven looms, and employed people to manipulate them all in his own house.

The introduction of power looms was accompanied by great opposition and destruction on the part of the people, who had been using hand looms to gain a livelihood for hundreds of years, and who, it now seemed, would be deprived of that privilege.

My grandparents were both buried in St. James Churchyard, at Haslingden, England.

England Births and Christenings, 1538-1975 for William Oldham

Name:	William Oldham
Gender:	Male
Baptism/Christening Date:	15 Mar 1790
Baptism/Christening Place:	Haslingden, Lancashire, England
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Father's Name:	John Oldham
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Mother's Name:	Alice
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Indexing Project (Batch) Number:	C16086-5
System Origin:	England-EASy
Source Film Number:	1068835
Reference Number:	item 6

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England Marriages, 1538–1973 for William Oldham

Groom's Name:	William Oldham
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Bride's Name:	Alice Barnes
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Marriage Date:	1812
Marriage Place:	Haslingden, Lancashire, England
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Indexing Project (Batch) Number:	M16086-5
System Origin:	England-VR
Source Film Number:	1068835
Reference Number:	2:TFFSGS

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ALICE BARNES (OLDHAM) 1787-1867

[Ancestral Link: Mary Elizabeth Bickmore (Schow), daughter of Ellen Oldham (Bickmore), daughter of John Oldham, son of Alice Barnes (Oldham).]

Alice and her husband, William Oldham, were buried here.

Burial: St James Churchyard, Haslingden, Lancashire, England

Birth: March 18, 1787, Blackburn, England
Death: April 2, 1867, Blackburn, England

Alice was the daughter of Henry and Elizabeth "Betty" (Taylor) Barnes. Alice married William Oldham on 14 May 1812 in Haslingden, Lancashire, England. Their children were as follows:

John Oldham born 13 June 1813 in Haslingden, Lancashire, England and died 24 November 1874 in Paradise, Cache, Utah, USA.

Maria Ann Oldham born 22 December 1815 in Haslingden, Lancashire, England. And died 26 January 1889

Alice Oldham born 1817 in Haslingden, and died 29 November 1893.
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England Births and Christenings, 1538-1975 for Alice Barnes

Name:	Alice Barnes
Gender:	Female
Baptism/Christening Date:	18 Mar 1787
Baptism/Christening Place:	Haslingden, Lancashire, England
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Father's Name:	Henry Barnes
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Mother's Name:	Betty
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Indexing Project (Batch) Number:	C02174-8
System Origin:	England-EASy
Source Film Number:	1068835
Reference Number:	item 5

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Schow-Bickmore Histories

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

MARIA HEAP (OLDHAM) 1816-1886

JOHN OLDHAM and MARIA HEAP

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

DAVID BICKMORE 1800-

MARGARET or MARTHA DICKEY (BICKMORE)1768-1852

Monday, August 6, 2012

WILLIAM OLDHAM 1790-1856

England Births and Christenings, 1538-1975 for William Oldham

England Marriages, 1538–1973 for William Oldham

ALICE BARNES (OLDHAM) 1787-1867

England Births and Christenings, 1538-1975 for Alice Barnes

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