and William DeWitt came from Holbrook with a load of freight, and I went to Holbrook and stopped with William Daines over night.
Sunday, July 29
Went to St. Joseph. Chloe, Sister Steel and their children went with me. This was their ward conference. Sister Smith, President of Relief Society, called for donations to get a small factory. I came home on Monday.
When in Holbrook, bought a small cart of Schuster. I am to pay $16.00 in hay for it. My health not good. The babe was buried on Monday at 9:00 A.M. Clarence Owens, father, got home Sunday night. Ella had been quite poorly. James Shumway and my daugher Nettie came from Taylor this week. He had a load of baled hay. I repaired a carriage for Brother Reidhead and commenced cutting my oats. Sunday, it’s a rainy day. I got a letter from H. E. Hatch requesting me to come to Utah and get me a set of teeth.
I went to Quarterly Conference at Snowflake. Ruth, May and dear Catherine went with me. I gave a blessing to Alice Young. Good day and I was called to speak on the sacrament. Gave a blessing to Littleton Perkins on Monday, and we had much good talk at the meetings from Brother Brown, Farley and Bishop Savage was the orator of this grand occasion. Next day, we left Taylor for home. I was much crowded for time but am thankful for what I do enjoy of good friends and my home.
John Hall and company came on Thursday, the 30th, about 8:00 P.M. No one here to receive them so I fed their teams and on Friday, these good friends decided to help me haul and thresh my grain. All went at it with a good will and at 6:00 P.M. the grain was in the bin. Brother Hall and the threshers went home.
Sunday, September 2
This week I worked on fixing up my wagon (for the journey) and arranging my shop so as to make it convenient. The hygiene class made a surprise for Ruth before she should leave for Utah. On Friday, President Smith and company came down and a grand surprise was gotten up for me. President Smith and company attended. I was highly honored. John, Ezra and families were with us. Next day, the boys and Brother William Frost helped me to get off. After dinner I again bade good-bye to dear Catherine, my sons and daughters. At 2:00 P.M. Ruth and I left my dear home for the long journey to Tuba and on to Idaho. My heart was full as I again began so long a journey. Drove to Holbrook and made some necessary purchases for the trip. Whilst there a cold storm came up but we drove on to St. Joseph and put up with President Richards.
At St. Joseph, we held two meetings. The next morning I wrote several letters and sent them by Father Gardner
to the folks in Woodruff. Camped near Winslow Monday night. Good feed. Tuesday, we drove thirty miles and camped near the river. [Little Colorado] Wednesday, camped four miles below Grand Falls and on Thursday, drove to where we leave the river. It was a very windy day. Killing frost came at night. Much damage was done to growing things. Next day, traveled thirty miles through sand. Camped with poor water and no feed. We tied up our horses for the night.
Friday, September 14
We left this fearful campground and traveled fifteen miles where we found a little feed but no water. The horses suffered much. Arrived at Tuba at 6:00 P.M. I stopped at Brother R. E. Sainsbury’s. He gave us every care that was in his reach. He had fine fruit, such as peaches.
On Saturday, we held three meetings. [Bishop Savage and Nora were in the party.] I felt that Ruth and Nora were greatly inspired. In fact, I felt that all the speakers were inspired. Before evening meeting, myself (and others) started up the reservoir canyon to visit Brother Lot Smith’s grave. We traveled about four miles when we came to a very wretched, lonely cabin made of cottonwood logs. Here Sister Mary Smith (widow of Lot Smith) lived with her large family of small children, eight in number. The oldest boy was fifteen years. She lived in this lonely spot. Her nearest neighbor was a mile away. She was very glad to see us and gave us a treat of one of the finest melons that we had tasted this year.
A few rods from the cabin a level grave is marked with small pieces of boards. This grave is near some plum trees. The water is near the surface. I believe the coffin must be under water part of the year. My mind has been troubled over this lonely place. High mountain cliffs stand perpendicularly by. It is a very narrow canyon. The land is swampy and rich. Large growth of vegetation. Peach orchard and apple trees are the only redeeming features of this sorrowful spot.
A mighty man was Brother Lot, a brave daring pioneer and soldier. History cannot say too much of this great man. When I arrived in Arizona, seventeen years ago, or in 1877, I was set apart, as was also Jacob Hamblin, as counselor to Brother Lot in the Presidency of the Little Colorado Stake. [The body of Lot Smith was later disinterred and moved to Cache Valley.]
I will now go on with our evening meeting where Bishop Decker and myself occupied the time.
Sunday, September 16
We held meeting until half past 2:00 P.M. and then set apart eighteen ward officers. Had dinner with Brother James and drove to Brother Bate’s place. Ruth stayed to get some fruit and bake some bread and I rode down to Brother Allen’s place with Bishop Brinkerhoff and we had a meeting. Monday 17, we started on our journey, having some nice melons, grapes and peaches which