My father has been writing his history. I am helping edit it so I get to read it as we go along. I read about living in various places and realized I had not seen or was not familiar with many of the locations. On 25 April 2020 I loaded him up and my sister, Andra, and we made a trek to eastern Idaho, western Wyoming, and northern Utah. We made various stops. Unfortunately we didn’t get as many pictures as we probably should have.
For a couple of years my Dad worked at a site in Leefe, Wyoming. While there, he lived in a trailer on the site and two other homes, both in or near Randolph, Utah.
The home in Randolph is no longer there.
Dad said he rented this house from the Argyle Family. He talked about the spring on site. The leather harnesses and buggy he has out at his house now came from the barn that used to be on this location. Old man Argyle said they were garbage and not worth anything and Dad could have them. He helped himself and are still in possession of the family today. We pulled into the driveway and snapped a couple of photos on the way through.
Dad says the porch is different than it was then and that the wood sizing was not there and changes the look of the house quite a bit.
Dad talked about the snow being so deep one winter that he could ride the snowmobile from this house to the mine about 7 miles away.
In the distance in this photo you can see Rex Peak. Dad talked about the mining operation that surface mined off Rex Peak in the 1970s and took the ore via the haul road to Leefe, Wyoming to the plant there. He talked about the access through Brazier Canyon going up to the strip mining off the peak.
Dad talked about the spring to the east of this house and how beautiful the water was that came out of the spring. On the maps it shows as Crystal Spring.
While trying to find their home in Randolph, Dad pointed out this house that Larry & Louise Aslett lived in while they lived there.
We attended the Jonas Reunion near Huntsville, Utah earlier this month. After playing for a couple of days, we headed home. My poor family knows no trip is complete without a stop at a cemetery. Here are some photos for our Ogden City Cemetery stop.
The first set of graves in this picture above are of William Scott Donaldson and Mary Elizabeth Williams Donaldson. I have previously written part of their story. William Scott Donaldson was born 18 June 1865 in Joyceville, Frontenac, Ontario, Canada and died 12 September 1913 in Ogden of cancer. Mary Elizabeth Williams was born 7 April 1869 in Ogden and died 29 March 1951 in Ogden. They married 2 October 1890 in Slaterville, Utah. Their son, David Delos Donaldson, is my Great Grandfather.
The second set of graves in this picture above are of David Delos Donaldson and Berendena “Dena” Van Leeuwen Donaldson. I have previously written part of their history. David Delos Donaldson was born 26 March 1894 in Evanston, Uinta, Wyoming and died 24 September 1953 in Salt Lake City of emphysema. Dena Van Leeuwen was born 28 December 1898 in Ogden and died 5 March 1959 in Ogden. They married 16 July 1919 in Salt Lake City, Utah. Their daughter, Gladys Maxine Donaldson, is my Grandmother.
The third set of graves in this picture above are of Gerhardus Hendrik Van Leeuwen and Hermina Janzen Van Leeuwen. I have previously written part of their account. Gerhardus Hendrik Van Leeuwen was born 16 October 1856 in Oldenzaal, Overijssel, Netherlands and died 5 January 1932 in Provo, Utah. Hermina Janzen was born 19 August 1860 in Gorssel, Gelderland, Netherlands and died 9 June 1921 in Ogden. They married 31 March 1880 in Arnhem, Gelderland, Netherlands. Their daughter, Berendena Van Leeuwen, is my Great Grandmother.
I am a member of a Cache Valley Group on Facebook. After some people posted a number of old photos, I asked if anyone knew if Brigham Young College had yearbooks and if someone had one for roughly 1915. Within a day, Jennifer Johnson, a cousin of mine had found a copy of the Brigham Young College Crimson yearbook and made it available to me. Here is a copy of the full 1915 Brigham Young College Crimson Annual if you are interested.
Sure enough, there on page 31 is my great-grandfather, Joseph Nelson Jonas (1893 – 1932).
Here is the full-page. This is page 31 of the pdf. The front of the yearbook says Crimson Annual 1915. Page 4 shows that it includes the classes of 1915, 1916, 1917, and 1918.
Here are two copies of his diploma.
I also found Joseph’s 1st cousin, once removed, Paul Ernest Nelson (1888-1970), was one of the teachers at BYC. An interesting side note is that the page below states he, “Likes his Ensign.” He and Martha Eunice Ensign were married 19 August 1914 in the Salt Lake Temple. It also states he “[e]xpects to be a professor in psychology.” Their first son, Paul Ensign Nelson, was born 26 June 1916 in Berkeley, California while he was attending school.
Here is a dedication to the Presiding Bishop of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints Charles Winder Nibley (1849-1931).
Charles W Nibley was the Presiding Bishop from 1907 to 1925. He was a kind benefactor to Brigham Young College and as Presiding Bishop was involved with the school. Bishop Nibley was released in 1925 and became a counselor to Heber Jeddy Grant until his death in 1931. He is one of the few people to serve in the First Presidency of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints who was not an Apostle.
Brigham Young College was located in Logan, Utah. It was founded by Brigham Young shortly before his death. The college was meant for individuals from Northern Utah, Idaho, and Wyoming. When The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints closed all its academy’s in 1926, except Brigham Young University, it suffered the same fate. The buildings were sold and became Logan High School.
As records become more and more available, who knows what else we may find of our ancestors.
Another entry from “We of Johann Christoph Nuffer, also known as: Neuffer, Nufer, Neufer,” The book was published in April 1990 by Dabco Printing and Binding Co in Roy, Utah. I will quote from the book itself.
“Being in my 80th year and inclined to reflection I have a desire to put in writing some of the events of my life. My memory is very clear, even back to the earliest years, and consequently few happenings are left out. For this reason I am able to go into detail beyond which might be expected.
“I was born January 20, 1864, in the little city of [Neuffen], County of Nurtingen, State of Wuerttemberg, Germany. My mother died when I was about 2. I have one brother, John, a year older than myself, still living (1943). Father married against so we were raised by a stepmother. She was a very sincere and Christian woman and a good mother. In 1870, when I was 6, I started in school and graduated from 8th grade in 1878. When I was 14, my father bound me over to learn the trade of glazier and carpenter to a man by the name of Christian Selter in Stuttgart, the capital of Wuerttemberg. I didn’t learn much the first two years as I had to do all of the errands throughout the city until a younger boy took my place so I could stay in the shop.
“In 1880, my parents were converted by the Mormon missionaries and wanted to emigrate to Utah. Stuttgart was about 20 miles from Neuffen. I received a letter from Father asking if I wanted to go with them. I did, but my master would not release me. The folks had to come through Stuttgart on their way, so I started to smuggle my things away and intended to join them. My master found my trunk empty and suspected my intentions so he offered to let me go for 200 Marks. I told Father and and he sent the money. I doubt if my master could have held me by force as I was under age. Three other families emigrated at the same time from the same town.
“From Stuttgart we went to Mannheim, down the Rhine River, to Rotterdam, then cross the North Sea to Grimsley, England. From there we went to New York and then to Logan, Utah. Father bought a house and lot in Providence, a suburb of Logan.
“The first summer I went to work for a man named Oslob painting houses for 25¢ a day and board. All he did was take the jobs and mix the paint. In the fall, he sent me home and the next spring he offered me 40¢ if I would come back. I told him I had something better.
“There was a man by the name of Thomas Ricks in Logan who had a contract to lay the rails from Dillon, Montana, to Butte City on the Utah and Northern narrow gauge line. I asked for a job, although I was only a kid. But he took me with him and gave me a job dropping spikes along the rails. I got 75¢ per day and board. I learned the English language very fast that summer as I got away from the German people.
“Dillon, at that time, was the terminus of the U & N. It was a very small village. By fall we got to Silver Bow, 7 miles from Butte. I grew very fast that summer and was promoted to bolting the rails together on one side, and my wages raised to $1.05 per day. It was late fall and winter had started, but we had to get to Butte with the track. The last 4 miles laid we had to shovel a foot of snow off the grade. We got the Butte on Christmas Day, and it was the first railroad to that city.
“Mr. Ricks also had a grading job on a railroad along the Jefferson River. He sent a crew of 6 men over there with a team. I asked him to let me go along but he said I was too young. It was about 75 miles south of Butte over a range of mountains. When the wagons were loaded and they were ready to start, I crawled under the tarp and went with them. When we got out about 8 miles, I showed myself but they couldn’t do anything about it. We had a large horse tied to the hind end of the wagon. He broke loose and ran back toward the camp at Butte. I, being a boy, was sent back to catch him. They thought that would be a good way to get me back to camp.
“In fact, I was the cause of the horse breaking loose. I chased the horse all the way back to camp, caught him, put a bridle on him without anyone noticing me, and started after the wagon again. I had never ridden a horse. He was quite frisky and I fell off several times and had to find a high place to get back on. I didn’t catch the wagon, but got off on the wrong road and landed in a wood camp. They told me the road was about 10 miles east. I started out over rough ground and got on the right road. At that point the road started through a canyon. There was much snow and ice on the road as it was between Christmas and New Year’s. It was getting late and was very cold. I had to keep going to keep from freezing to death.
“About 12 miles further, that night, I came to the halfway house and found the wagon and men. They had just gotten there ahead of me and were in the house talking. They also had had a hard time pushing the wagon up the hills through the snow. I gave them a good cussing for not waiting for me. I guess it sounded funny in my broken English. They said they thought the boss would keep me at Butte. They couldn’t understand how I ever got through, it being so cold.
“The next day we came to our camp on the Jefferson River. My job was to drive two single dump carts out of a deep cut. I took one out and dumped it while 4 men loaded another with shovels. The men were kind to me and corrected my speech whenever I didn’t pronounce words right. We worked there until spring when the projected suddenly was stopped from headquarters. The road was completed some years later. We went back to Dillon by team from there. With the advent of the railroad, Dillon had grown fast and had become a division. I took the train back to Providence, Utah.
“As soon as I got home, I went to work for the Jessop brothers, Tom and Tet. They were railroad grading contractors. Their campe was located where Lava Hot Springs is built now, in Idaho. I became a night herder. My job was to take the horses and mules out on the range in the evening and come back with them at 6 a.m. in time for the teams to start the day’s work. I got $1.75 per day and rode my own horse. The next two years I spent most of my time in the saddle.
“I began to master the English language. I seldom heard German spoken during this time. This was the spring of 1882. In this campe, I had a pal of my age by the name of Mark Golightly. He was a nephew of Joe Golightly of Preston and a near relative of Mr. Jessop, my boss. He was a privileged character in camp and didn’t have to do anything if he didn’t want to. He claimed to be a fast foot racer and kept bantering me for a race. I finally told him I’d run if he accepted my distance. He said he would run any distance. I named the distance between our two camps, about 2 miles apart. I put up my saddle and $15. He put up a new $40 shotgun. There was a great commotion in camp when the men heard of it. They wanted to go right after dinner so they could all see us start. Some called me a darn fool and said Mark was a professional foot racer. But after we got started they all bet something on one or the other. A man went along on horseback. I had my mind made up to win. I made it in 14 minutes, Mark in 25 minutes. Mr. Jessop said I shouldn’t take the gun from the boy. I said all right, I didn’t want it, but Mark made me take it saying that I had won it fair.
“Our next move was to McCammon on the U & N coming up from the south. The road we were working was the Oregon Short Line, starting from Granger, Wyoming, and running west through Idaho to Oregon. McCammon was the western-most point in the construction. We pitched our camp where the depot now stands. I got acquainted with the late H.O. Harkness who owned all the land around McCammon and a hotel and saloon. He had the land fenced for about 3 miles square. He had put a gate on the further side and wanted me to drive the herd outside every night, but by the time the herd got feeding close to the fence it was time to lead them back to camp since I had to be back so early. The land was all sagebrush and greasewood and he did no farming at all. Harkness tried to raise the devil with my boss, insisting on me going outside, but I never did. Thirty years after this happened, I met Harkness at McCammon. He was sitting on the porch of his hotel in a rocking chair. He had aged and was fat. He didn’t know me but when I told him I was Jessop’s night herder he shook hands and was very friendly. I asked him if he remembered when I refused to take the herd outside of his land. He said, “Well, I ‘ll tell you, the land wasn’t mine.” He called his man, told him to hitch up the cart and took me all over his land, showed me his crops. It was a different place from 30 years earlier. He treated me like a lost friend. Invited me to dinner. Then a year after that he died.
“I might say the way Harkness got his start was by marrying the widow of a man that owned the toll bridge across the Portneuf River at McCammon. Before U & N was built there was much freighting by team from Corrine, Utah, the closest railroad point to Butte. They all had to cross the toll bridge. It was at McCammon where the Oregon Short Line met the U & N. The railroads intended to make McCammon a division and build their shops there, as plenty of water and suitable land was about. But Harkness owned all the desirable land. He got too greedy and wanted to hold up the price. The railroads refused and went through the canyon on the same grade with U & N to where Pocatello now stands and made their division point and built their shops (in 1887 – after a year in Eagle Rock). This land was on the reservation and they got it cheap from the Indians. McCammon is still a very small settlement and Pocatello is the second city in Idaho, thanks to Mr. Harkness.
“Our next move was to the desert between American Falls and Shoshone, about 75 miles without water. It took many 4-horse teams to haul water for the camps. There were dozens of camps in that lawless country. Many horse thieves and all kinds of bad men. Whenever one was caught in the act they would raise the wagon tongue, prop it up with a doubletree and hang them on it, dig a hole under their feet and bury them and nothing was said about it. There were many occasions of that kind, for a man without a horse rarely lived long and for one man to steal another’s was just the same as taking his life and the penalty was also life. The nearest authority was Boise City and they didn’t care anything about it. The most general conversation in the camps was about horses and mules, pulling matches, foot races, riding wild horses, penny ante, and stud poker.
“When late fall came my job was ended. About December 1st, I rode my horse home. While riding over the desert, I had to buy water for my horse and dog at 25¢ per bucket. Some distance from American Falls I met some tracklayers who were constantly following the grade builders. I met several spike drivers whom I dropped spikes for the previous year in Montana. At Pocatello I went to the section house and got a square meal. It was the only building in the vicinity. Not being able to get any feed for my horse, I went over to the river and turned him out and then slept out as usual. The horse would not leave me and the dog to go very far.
“I stayed in Providence until about March 1. This was the first time I took any notice of the dear girl who became my wife. I was beginning to get of shaving age.
“About that time Jessop brought some more grading outfits from George Maler of Providence who was also a railroad contractor. We loaded the outfit on flatcars at Logan and shipped them to Shoshone. We rode in covered wagons on the flatcars. At Battle Creek, near Preston, we stopped several hours, it being a terminal and a very tough place. Several of the boys got drunk, especially one by the name of George Hovey. He was continually climbing from one car to another until we missed him. When we got to McCammon we got a message that the section hands had picked up the remains of a man on the tracks. It turned out to be George Hovey. Jessop went back and sent what was left of George to his mother who was a widow. George had been working with us the previous year and was a very good boy.
“We could go to Shoshone on the train. The tracks had been laid during the winter. During the time that American Falls was the terminus there was a tent city across the Snake River with the usual quantity of bad men. Several men who were known to have money disappeared. The gamblers were under suspicion of having done the job. They were ordered out of town and told that it would be too bad if they came back. While they were gone the lawful citizens organized a vigilante committee. After a few weeks, the gamblers, Tex and Johnson, came back and were seen going into a bakery. They were surrounded in a gun battle. Tex got his arm shot off. Johnson wasn’t hurt. A rope was placed around their necks and they were led out on the railroad directly over the falls. They tied the ropes to the bridge and told them to jump. Tex jumped and Johnson had to be pushed off.
“In connection with this incident, I happened to be placer mining in 1919 on the Snake River about 5 miles below American Falls. One day I was walking to town and when I got close to the bridge I saw a bunch of men close by. I went up to them and asked what the excitement was. They had been digging post holes for an electric line to a brick yard. They said they had dug up two men with their boots on. I told them they were Tex and Johnson. They had been buried there in 1883. They asked me how I knew. I told them I was there at the time. They said, “You must be right because old Doc Brown, an old settler, told us the same thing.” They had taken the bodies to town and were told to bring them back and bury them in the same place. They were in the act of covering them up when I came upon them. The old grave was on the edge of the rim rock with good drainage and they were in recognizable condition.
“The tent city of American Falls was now moved to Shoshone on flatcars. While Shoshone was the terminus I believe it was the toughest and most lawless city that ever existed in the west. There was no authority of any kind. men gathered there from all the camps, at times about 2,000. There were stores, gambling houses and dance halls. Men got killed nearly every day.
“We were camped about half a mile from town on the banks of the Little Wood River. I had a large, black, curly-haired dog, my constant companion and a coyote killer. I rode into town one day when a large dog jumped onto mine. My dog was getting the best of the other when a man ran out of a shack with an axe to kill my dog. Just as the axe was being lifted I pulled my .44 and just in time. I told the man to drop the axe or I would fill him full of holes. He dropped it and ran. I came within a few seconds of killing a man at that time and I believe I surely would if he had touched my dog. And there would not have been anything done about it. I carried a .44 Colt night and day by request of my boss as there were many horses being stolen nearby, but against me and my dog they had no chance.
“By the end of May, we got as far as Glenns Ferry, Idaho. The first part of June we moved to Burnt Canyon above Huntington, Oregon. During that trip I had a difficult time as I had to keep the herd out at night and then sleep in the wagon traveling over rough roads during the day. The herd fed wherever night overtook us. Sometimes there was very little feed. One night we were camped where the Weiser grist mill now stands. I took the herd out on what is now the Weiser Flats. It was all sagebrush. Now it is one of the best farm locations in the west. There were a few log cabins where the Weiser Court House now stands and nothing more.
“Huntington had one store and one saloon. It was tame to what we had seen. We got too far ahead of the track gang which caused some delay. At our camp in Burnt Canyon we had a China cook and a sort of person to cause trouble, it soon became evident. Jessop’s wife and his grown daughter were the cook’s helpers. The cook had a sore hand and wanted to lay off. He said he had a friend in Boise that would be glad to come and take his place. The boss told him to send for him. In due time he arrived, about 7 o’clock one day. The woman was in her tent at that time. This new Chinaman went into the tent to talk to her. She was just leaving to go to the cook tent. She supposed he was following her out, but he didn’t. Shortly after she went back to the tent to see where he was and caught him in the act of attempting to rape her 7-year-old girl. She ran toward the dining tent and met me coming out. She said, “Catch that Chinaman – he ought to be hung.” I asked what he had done. She wouldn’t tell me. Just at that time her husband, Jessop, came riding in from the works. She ran to him, told him something, then they both hurried over to me and said we got to hang that Chinaman. He told me what he had done. The Chinaman’s blankets that had been by the cook shack were gone and so was the Chinaman. By that time the men had all come in from work for dinner. No hell was popping. The boss sent me up the road and he went down.
“There was a China camp up the road one half mile. These men were working on a rock cut. All the Chinaman were just coming out of the dining tent. I ran up to the boss, an Irishman, and asked if he had seen a stray Chinaman. He said no. I decided he had not come this way as there were no tracks in the road either. I arrived back at camp just as the boss did. He said no one had been down the road so the Chinaman must be in the brush around camp. All the men were called to hunt. There were many acres of brush all around the camp, mostly hawthorn. It was almost impossible to get through them. Before long we found his blankets in the brush, it being too thick to get them any farther. Then the hunt was on. The only way to get him out was to burn him out and that is what was done. There was much dry brush and it was in the dry season. I got out on high ground on my horse where I could look over the brush and could see them waving as the Chinaman crawled through. I directed the men to the spot by yelling the direction to go. The Chinaman soon came out of the brush and jumped in the creek. A bunch of men were there waiting for him and took him in charge. From that point I took no active part.
“They abused him terribly. One man took his queue over his back and dragged him. The boss came running on his horse and said they had found a place to hang him. Previously I had cut a trail through the brush to drive the herd night and morning to the other side of the creek into the hills. There was a large hawthorn bowed over the trail and the boss had seen that so that is where they hung him. They dug a hole under his feet and buried him in the center of the trail. I drove the heard over his grave night and morning.
“There was a Chinaman who was the head of all the China camps in the vicinity. He happened to be in the camp that I searched. The fire could be seen for miles and caused some excitement. This head Chinaman came to our camp to see what was going on. He saw the Chinaman hanging on the hawthorn. He had three of what he called our ring leaders arrested. They were taken to Baker City, Oregon, for trial. They all denied having a hand in the affair, claiming they were working on the grade at the time. The timebooks showed full time for all, although no one had worked that afternoon. So the case was dismissed. During the hanging, an Irishman in our camp had pulled for the Chinaman saying that we had punished him enough without hanging him, too. If the Irishman had not got out of their way they would have hung him, too. That shows how crazy a mob can be. It is not healthy to interfere.
“The country at that time was waving with bunch grass two feet high, with plenty of elk and deer and other wild animals. Night herding was an easy job but there were rattlesnakes everywhere. I could sleep in the grass from 10 p.m. to 4 a.m., then round up the herd and get to camp by 5:30; that is if I didn’t mind to sleep with the rattlers. But I actually did. I found it was too hot to sleep in the tent in the daytime, so I cleaned a place in the brush and made my bed on the ground and for a week every time the dinner bell rang, I stirred, a big rattler crawled from under the blankets and got away in the brush. When I think of it I must have been a foolhardy kid as I didn’t pay any attention to the snake. When I told the boys about this they called me a damn fool. One day a friend stood by my bed when the dinner bell rang and, with a forked stick, he caught the snake. He took it to the chopping block and cut off its head. It still kept rattling. I cut off about two foot more and it still rattled. I put it in m pocket with the rattles sticking out, then walked into the kitchen. The woman folks though I had a real one and all scattered.
“One night I was sleeping in the grass when my dog by my side growled. As I raised up, the dog grabbed a rattler from the front of my face. He caught it too far back from the head which permitted the snake to bite the dog several times on the side of the mouth. It was moonlight and I could see it very plain. He dropped the snake and walked around shaking his head which had already started to swell. I took him to camp and tied him to a wagon wheel and went back to the herd. In the morning, his head looked like a calf’s head. He laid in the creek all day but went out with me every night. I chopped up some meat and stuffed it down his through to keep him from starving. The boys wanted me to kill him. They said he might get mad, and if I did not kill him they would. I told them the first one that hurt the dog would be a dead man. They took my word for it and left him alone. On the 12th day I heard the first faint bark. The dog was getting well.
“Sometime in November, I bought two fine large horses and told my boss I was going to ride them home. He said I’d never get there as it was over 400 miles of unsettled country. I told him I would get there if I started, and start I did. I went straight south of Snowville, just over the Idaho line into Utah. I then back-tracked some and went east to Malad. From there I went across the mountains to Franklin, Idaho, then south to Providence, Utah, the trip taking 12 days.
“Many things happened on this trip. I camped wherever night overtook me and bought something to eat whenever I could. Sometimes I had nothing but jackrabbit fried on the sagebrush. It was harder on the dog than on me or the horse. It was warm and dusty for that time of year. Near Glenns Ferry, Idaho, I came to a house there. He let me put my horse in the stable and I slept in the stake yard. During the night the dog growled and as I peeped out from the blankets I saw the man pulling hay out of the stack. I went to sleep thinking nothing of it. Next morning my saddle was missing. I accused the man of stealing it. He denied it. He said he hadn’t been out of the house all night. I knew he was guilty and said so. I marched him all through the house ahead of my gun, but found nothing. I told him I’d kill him if I didn’t get the saddle. It had cost me $50 and I had a long ways to go. I stayed there a few hours and then he sent his boy off on a horse. I supposed he went to get help as there were several cowboy camps throughout the country. I figured that I had better be going so I made some rope stirrups for my pack-saddle, which was an old riding saddle, and put the bedding on the other horse without any saddle. I started off. I crossed at Glenns Ferry at about 4 o’clock that evening and went on into the desert. Next day was a warm one and the dog gave out. He traveled with his head close to the ground in the dust. I couldn’t do anything about it. The horses were getting dry and dying for water. It wasn’t long until the road went downhill and I came to Snake River again. I had to lead the horses to water three times before I dared to let them have all they wanted. After awhile I saw the dog crawling down the hill. He made it to the river.
“There was a stage station there and I got a square meal. This place is now called Thousand Springs, and the country is well settled.
“I went through Franklin because I had a letter from my brother, John, telling me that the folks had moved from Providence to northeast of Franklin. I went up Cub River a ways as that was northeast but found nobody that ever heard of the folks, so I turned south to Providence. I had my reason to go to Providence. My charming girl was there.
“John found out I was in Providence and came to get me. They were located on Worm Creek on a homestead. I stayed with the folks until spring, 1884, when I went to work on a gravel train and sometimes on a section between Montpelier and Granger. That fall I took a herd of sheep for George Horn to the winter range on the promontory north of Salt Lake. The spring of 1885 I met my old chum, Abe Kneiting, in Logan, and we decided to go to Butte. We worked in a sawmill for awhile, about 8 miles west of Butte. From there we went to Anaconda to drive a team in a wood camp for W. A. McCune. I worked a few months in the Anaconda smelter but didn’t like it there. I got to know Marcus Daly who was head of the smelter. The wages at the smelter were from $3 to $6 per shift, according to the job. That fall Daly cut the wages to 50¢ to $1 for the same work. The way he did it was to shut the smelter down entirely for repairs, as he claimed, and started up one furnace at a time. In a month, the smelter was in full force again with the wages cut and Daly got a $50,000 Christmas present. The company wanted him to do the same thing in the mines at Butte. He said it could not be done. The union was too strong and he valued his life.
“The mines and the smelter were owned by the same company. They also had a railroad that ran between the two places. Mr. W. O. Clark was the head man for the mines. The general talk by the men around Butte and Anaconda was about Marcus Daly, W. O. Clark and John L. Sullivan. There was a mill and concentrator west of Butte called the Bluebird Mill, owned by the company. This New York firm sent a man out to cut the wages in the mill. The mill and smelter men had no union at that time. Once, when the New Yorker was strutting along this street at the corner of Main and Clark, a bunch of men were standing there and they were whispering. All at once they closed in on the New Yorker from all sides. A few policemen came running. The mob took hold of the police and told them to walk on down the street and that it was not healthy for them to stop or look back. They went. They dropped a rope over the New Yorker and threw the other end over a telegraph pole. He begged so hard for his life that they told him if he would go back to New York and promise never to come back to Montana they’d let him go. He promised. About 100 men escorted him to the depot and put him on the first train. They say he has never been seen in Montana since. I worked for A. W. McCune until the spring of 1887 in the mines at Lion City. The camp was called Hecly and the mine called Cleopatrie. It was about 15 miles from Melrose, in the mountains.
“In the spring of 1888, I took a layoff for two weeks. My boss said if I was back in two weeks my job would be ready. I went to Providence and met my charming sweetheart, Anna Rinderknecht. I had courted her for the last 4 years. I told her I came to get married. She said all right. We called the local Justice of the Peace, Alma Mathius, to the house. He married us with her mother and two neighbors for witnesses. Licenses weren’t necessary at that time. She was raised in the Mormon Church. I was baptized into the church when I was 16. We were married under the condition that she would go with me to the mining camp where my job was waiting. She said she would go anywhere I wanted her to go and be glad of it. We were married on April 4, 1888. We lived happily together for 55 years and 6 days. She passed away April 10, 1943, at 15716 Saticoy Street, Van Nuys, California.
“Now I am due to tell the story of my married life which was altogether different conditions from my single life.
“We stayed in the mining camp until November, 1888, and went back to Providence. That winter I went to Idaho and homesteaded 160 acres adjoining my father’s place. It was between Cub River and Worm Creek. I got out logs and built a one-room house. I got a team and farming implements, moved into the log house and started farming in the spring of 1889. We had a hard going for awhile. The Cub River-Preston Canal circled our place. I got a job ditch riding the canal which was great help.
“There was a large cliff of grey sandstone on my father’s place. I started a rock quarry and got out stone in dimension sizes. It was used for trimming on the better buildings going up throughout the neighboring towns. It was much in demand. The Academy at Preston was started about that time, with my brother, John, as supervisor of construction. I got a contract to supply stone for this building which called for 2,000 cubic feet at 25¢ per foot at the quarry. The stone was used for corners, sills and watertable. The next year I furnished stone for nearly every town in Cache Valley. That was before the cement age.
“In 1891-92, the Agricultural College at Logan was expanding. I made contract with Mr. Venables of Ogden to deliver about 3,000 cubic feet of cut stone. He had tried to get some stone somewhere south of the valley but found it unsuitable. As I had furnished stone for several buildings in Logan he came to me. I lived near the quarry at that time. he inspected and approved the stone. The quarry was about 10 miles up Cub River Canyon from Franklin, on the left side slope going up the river, on a small tributary of Cub River called Sheep Creek.
“All work was done by hand. The main ledge was about 20 feet above the ground about 20 feet wide and 400 to 500 feet long. We used 12 foot church drills and blasted large rocks loose from the main ledge. We had to be careful how much powder we used so as not to shatter or cause seams in the stone. We usually had to put second charge in the opening made by the first charge to dislodge the block from the main ledge. The block so dislodged was from 6 to 7 feet thick and about 20 feet long. From then on all tools used were hammers, axes, wedges, and squares. Grooves were cut with axes wherever we desired to split the block, then wedges were set in the grooves about ten inches apart and driven in with hammers. Then we dressed them down to the right measurements, allowing one half inch for the stonecutters to take out the tool marks we made. Venables furnished bills for stone in dimension sizes as needed in the building.
“My brother, Charles August Nuffer, worked on the job the whole time it lasted. I also had a man by the name of Ed Hollingsworth of Preston, also Mr. A Merrill and Mr. Abel Smart of Cub River, and Mr. Robert Weber of Providence.
“It took part of two years for the job. The hauling was all done with wagons and horses; 30 to 35 cubic feet was a good load for two horses. These men did the hauling, John McDonald of Smithfield, Jean Weber of Providence, and Jake Rinderknecht of Providence who hauled more than any other. He used to leave home at 3 a.m., load up the same day and get back to Logan by 3 p.m. the next day. It was very hard on the horses. I also hauled a good many loads with my own team. All loading was done by hand on skids. It seems the miles were not so long when we traveled with horses as it does now when we travel in cars.
“I got 40¢ per cubic foot, of which 20¢ was paid for hauling. We had a hard time handling the name stone to go on the front of the building. When it was ordered it had 30 cubic feet in it and only one foot thick. When the stonecutters got through with it they found it too big to be hoisted in place so they made it smaller until there wasn’t much left.
“The most difficulty I had was in not getting my pay from the Superintendent. We overlooked a large 4-horse load at the final settlement. A few minutes after I had signed a receipt for the final payment in full I discovered my mistake. He refused to pay for it, although I produced the bill of lading signed by him. He didn’t dispute the debt, but said he had a receipt paid in full. He didn’t have anything and the government property couldn’t be attached, so I was the loser of about $15, which seemed a lot of money to me at that time. (Mr. Nuffer wrote this part in 1938 – excerpted here – at the request of college officials; it was part of a historical cornerstone insertion to be opened at the centennial in 1988.)
“About 1895 the Mink Creek – Preston canal was being dug. I got the job to do all the rock work for a stretch of about 10 miles. Later on, the Utah Power and Light Company built a large canal on the opposite side of the river from the Preston canal. I had several large jobs on that work. I was watermaster for one term on both the Preston canals. From 1896 to 1898 I was occupied mostly with farming, horse raising, and cow milking. In 1898, I traded my homestead for a farm nearer Preston on the brow of the hill near Battle Creek. I bought a house and lot in Preston and moved the family there. I had a few hundred head of sheep and leased 2,000 more from Joe Jensen of Brigham City. I had them two years when wool and lambs went so low I had to give them up at a loss. One of my mistakes.
“About this time the cement industry came into being. I went into the cement business and built the first cement sidewalks in Preston. I also built culverts, bridges and all kinds of cement work for the city and county. When cold weather came all cement work was stopped. Being an old timer, and always on good terms with the village Board, they gave me the job of special police in the winter. As I had a big family to support it was a great help. The city of Preston at that time had about 3,000 population and at times an unruly element visited the city and its three saloons. It kept the policeman very busy, especially at night. I was on duty mostly at night.
“In 1905, I built the first two-story hollow cement block house in that part of the country which I used for myself. We lived in the cement house for 4 years. About that time I heard from my friend who was living in Mexico, near Tampico. He was raising sugar cane and told me how we could all get rich quick raising it at $400 an acre. I and a friend went down to look it over. Mr. Tomlinson, the real estate man at the colony, offered me 87 acres of choice jungle land very cheap if I would move my family down. There was a large American colony at San Diegeto. I sold our home in Preston for $5,000 and moved the family down there. Another mistake.
“I intended to stay 5 years and get the place all planted in cane and then lease it out and come back a rich man. I bought a lot and built a house in San Diegeto. The town was 10 miles from the plantation, which was on lower ground along the river. A bunch of us Americans went down tot he plantation every Sunday evening by train to look after our Mexican workers. We would come back Saturday evening. I had from 5 to 15 Mexicans working the clear the ground and do some plowing. We had to plant tomatoes or corn first to get the ground in good condition for cane. The second year I had 5 acres in cane and 30 acres ready to plant the next year. I would have made it in 5 years if it hadn’t been for the Mexican revolution. We came to San Diegeto in April, 1909. That same year Mexico had a presidential election. Diaz was elected again which started the revolution to run him out, and trouble began all over the country. By 1911 it got so bad we had to leave as it was not safe there any more.
“I gave an old American, name of Tigner, a contract for 5 years. He was to have the place all planted in cane and return all the implements and animals in good condition. He thought he could stay on. He made very good progress for two years when Villa moved in with his band, arrested all the Americans and gave them their choice to stay in jail or leave the country. Tigner went to Tampico and left on a refuge ship. I got a letter from him from New Orleans asking me to release him from the contract. We were in our home town, Preston, when I got the letter. I couldn’t do anything but release him, so I lost all my investments and was a broke man with a large family. By that time I was in the cement business again and made a living at it.
“About 1924, a few hundred of us Americans from San Diegeto put in a damage claim in Washington against the Mexican government. My claim was for $30,000. The Mexican government agreed to pay $10 million at the rate of $500,000 per year over a period of 10 years. I was allowed $1,500 and that was cut 50 percent because there wasn’t enough to go around. Our lawyer in Washington gets 20 percent and our secretary, Mr. Tomlinson, gets 5 percent, so there isn’t much left. (*The script may have meant 20 years.)
“In 1920, we left Preston and went to Weiser, Idaho, on a farm. We stayed there 4 years when I got interested in an irrigation project in Butte Valley, Siskiyou County, California. We did quite well there for a few years until we got in several lawsuits over the water and lost some at every suit. So we always ran out of water about June 1st each year.
“There was a large cattle ranch in the south end of the valley called the Bois ranch. This had exclusive right to all the water in the creek called Butte Creek. The irrigation district bought the ranch for $50,000 in order to get the full rights to all the water. The district started to take some of the water further down the valley. The cattlemen and settlers above the valley said if the district can take the water away from the ranch they could do the same. So they started to put dams in the creek. As I was the only one that could use dynamite they always sent me to blow out the dams, which I did.
“A rich cattleman defied the district and put in a dam that a few sticks of dynamite could not blow out, as it was built with logs and large rocks and was about 25 feet across. Our president asked me how many sticks it would take to blow it out and I told him about 100. He said he would get it, as the dame must come out. I told him I would not take the responsibility as the man had too much money and could cause me trouble. He said he would send an officer with me to take the responsibility. To this I consented. They sent the local constable with me. I tired 100 sticks of dynamite in a bundle, put it under the dame on the upper side near the bottom. It did a good job. There was no more dam nor a place to build another one near.
“The owner of the ranch wanted $1,000 damage. About that time we had another lawsuit over the water with the other fellows and this man wanted to bring his case in at the same time. We all attended court at the county seat at Yreka. Everybody knew who had blown up the dam. Between the trials the lawyer asked the constable if he blew up the dam. He said no, Mr. Nuffer did that. The lawyer turned to me and said, “Did you blow up the dam?” I said I did. He asked who ordered it done and I said our district president, Mr. Snider. The lawyer turned to Mr. Snider and asked, “Did you order Mr. Nuffer to blow out the dam?” Snider said he did.
“That was the last we heard of the case. But the cattleman put in another dam. In the end, we had so many lawsuits and lost so much water every time that we could not farm successfully. I went to milking cows and raising chickens, turnkeys and pigs, and did fairly well.
“In 1936, my son, Leon, living in Los Angeles, bought two and half acres in Van Nuys with a house and some chicken equipment. He came to Mt. Hebron where I was located and asked me to sell out and take charge of his place. I hesitated but my wife wanted to get away from Mt. Hebron. I sold at a loss and moved to Van Nuys. The place had been neglected but I worked hard and made it one of the best places in the valley. It is now December 30, 1943, and my dear wife has passed away. We had one daughter and many sons.
“A short time before our first child was born we went to the Logan Temple where the ceremony was performed, our previous marriage being on a civil rite. This was on January 3, 1890. On May 4 our first child, Emma was born. She married George Nelson and died in January 28, 1919, when the flue was raging. She left two girls, Lucille, 3, and Virginia, 18 months. We raised them until they were 4 and 5 when their father married again (Anna Rinderknecht, Emma’s cousin). Our boys were Fred Jr., Leon, Bryant, Raymond, Lloyd, Glenn, Harold and George (who died in 1914 at the age of two).
One of the fun and frustrating parts of family history is how it keeps changing on you. There are always more records, there is always more documentation on your ancestors. Most of it is mundane and useless, even if it does give you a partial hint on your family. But sometimes you stumble upon a gem. As I did with this newspaper clipping.
I thought I had scoured Ogden’s Standard Examiner pretty thoroughly for familial references. Nevertheless, I was searching for something entirely different and found this article. I don’t know if I missed it before or if search capabilities have improved and caught now what I could not catch 5 or 8 years ago when I went through the Standard Examiner records.
Here is the entire page of the paper.
A couple of thoughts about the entire page.
100 Gladiolus bulbs for $1.69!
I love when they reference someone in the paper they give their home address.
Sears Roebuck & Co. May soon be another thing of the past, despite being an institution of the American way of life for over 150 years.
Mattresses seem to be pretty much the same as they were 67 years ago. Not that I expect lots of change, but other than these new foam mattresses, things appear to be much the same.
Call Sears at 2-5331!
Combination Offer, box springs and mattress only $42.88!
Utah’s Senator, Elbert D. Thomas has a new book out, “One Nation Under God” only $2.75. I don’t think I can see a Senator now out selling a religious principles book.
Washers have changed a great deal since 1950.
Alcoholics Anonymous is still going strong today.
Anyhow, on to the reason why I am writing this post. Mary E Stoker is my Great, Great Grandmother. I have written about her previously. But this little newspaper article tells us some things at least I had never known.
“An open house to honor Mary E. Stoker, old time resident of Weber county, on her 81st birthday anniversary, will bbe held Sunday, Apr 9, at the home of her son, J. E. Donaldson, 120 E street, Salt Lake City. Relatives and friends are invited to attend.
“Mrs. Stoker was born April 7, 1869, in Ogden, a daughter of David D and Gwendolyn Jordan Williams, pioneer converts from Wales. She spent her early childhood in Slaterville and moved to Ogden when she was 15 years old.
“She was married to William Scott Donaldson in Ogden, October 1890. They had six children, William George Donaldson, and John Edmund Donaldson, Salt Lake City; David Delos Donaldson, Ogden; Ellis Donaldson, Pocatello, Idaho; Irvin T. Donaldson, West San Pablo, Calif.; Alvin Donaldson, Green River, Wyo. Mr. Donaldson died Sept. 12, 1913.
“In 1918 she was married to Anthon Edward Peterson in Ogden. Several years after Mr. Peterson’s death she was married to Thomas Stoker of Huntsville. She has six sons, 22 grandchildren and 14 great-grandchildren. She also has three brothers, Hyrum Williams, John H. Williams, and Joseph Williams, Ogden, and one sister, Mrs. Louise Layman, Ogden.
“Mrs. Stoker remembers when there were not over 10 houses east of Washington, when mud was hub deep to wagons in stormy weather. She remembers the first street cars, the first street lights and the first volunteer fire department.
“She went to Salt Lake City with her moth to attend Brigham Young’s funeral. She was personally acquainted with Lorin Farr, first mayor of Ogden, D. H. Peery, Job Pingree, Franklin D. Richards, John Scowcroft, John Guthrie, W. H. Wright, George Kerr, Bernard White, Winslow Farr, Robert McQuarrie, and their families. She knew most of the early settles of Weber county.
“Mrs. Stoker says there has been so much progress since her childhood that she takes great interest in new developments, inventions and methods of doing things. She is so sure that many more wonderful inventions are just a few years away and she wants to live to be at least 100 years old because she enjoys seeing progress.
Much of that seemed standard and information we knew. But she went to Brigham Young’s funeral when she was about 8 years old. Why did her mother take her to the funeral. Brigham did not serve any of his missions in Wales, so I doubt they were converts or knew him while he was a missionary. But Gwenllian had enough regard for him that she traveled to Salt Lake City to say farewell. Enough that she even took her daughter. But that is an interesting side note to Mary.
The other information is more history of Ogden. I am curious how well she knew the people listed in the article and how she knew them. Now about half of the list does not mean anything to me. As a non-Ogdenite, only a few of the names I am familiar. Farr, Peery, and Richards. The rest of these are lost on me and I will have to research their significance to her and the paper for another time.
Just a few more interesting insights into the lady I know as Mary Elizabeth Donaldson.
Here is a much better copy of the photo from the newspaper article. She died 29 March 1951.
I need to give some background before I post this journal. The past few weeks I have posted some stories of Theodor & Christiana Andra. As the stories relate, Theodor died in 1902 due to a quarry accident. Christiana and the children converted to Mormonism and the family moved to Utah. After being in Utah for a few years, she met and married a widower, John Wendel on 22 May 1914 in the Salt Lake City Temple.
John became a father to her children who were teenagers. William Fredrick Andra, the middle born knew him toward the end of his teenage years in this home.
Johann Wendel was born 27 September 1856 in Wasserberndorf, Mittlefranken, Bavaria and died 20 January 1930 in Salt Lake City, Utah. He married Elisabeth Streckfuss 19 October 1880 in Wasserberndorf. Elisabeth was born 21 February 1850 in Buchheim, Mittlefranken, Bavaria and died 31 August 1913 in Farmers Ward, Salt Lake, Utah. Christiana Wilhelmina (going by Mina in Utah) was born 24 October 1869 in Radebuel, Dresden, Saxony and died 25 December 1957 in Salt Lake City.
Missionary Journal of Johann Wendel ENGLISH TRANSLATION OF THE GERMAN MISSIONARY JOURNAL OF JOHANN (JOHN) WENDEL. HUSBAND OF ELIZABETH STRECKFUSS WENDEL (and 2nd wife: Christiana Wilhelmina Knauke) ALSO FATHER OF ANNA BARBARA W. MAUERMANN, LEONARD MICHAEL WENDEL, JOHN WENDEL, GEORG FRIEDRICH WENDEL. MISSION TO GERMANY FROM JANUARY 25, 1922 TO OCTOBER 31, 1923
PREFACE This Grandpa Wendel is a Grandpa to all his living descendants in the year 1978. The younger descendants may have to put 2 or 3 “greats” before the “Grandpa”, but he is indeed a Grandpa to all of us. Grandpa John Wendel was born September 27, 1856. He married Elizabeth Streckfuss on September 17, 1880, lacking ten days of being age 24. He joined the Church in the Nuremberg Branch on October 4, 1902, just past his 46th birthday. He emigrated with his wife to Salt Lake City, arriving here in August 1905 — not quite 49 years old. His dear wife was killed by a car in Aug. 1913. when he was almost 57 years old. He was in the Church a few months over 19 years when he was called on a Mission to his Native Land of Germany — a few months past the age of 65. He had re-married to Wilhelmina Christiana Knauke on the 22 May 1914 at the age of 57. He died in January 1930, a few months past the age of 73.
This Missionary Journal is written in the Gothic German handwriting and in the German Language. The average American missionary who has served a mission to Germany has not learned to read this Gothic German handwriting. Ursula Hilbert Wendel, an emigrant from Germany, the wife of John A. Wendel, a grandson to Grandpa Wendel, was able to read this journal. Uncle Leonard Michael Wendel brought this journal to Ursula about 1966 or 1967. Ursula’s children were quite small at the time and she had the constant care of her father and part of the time her father-in law. Consequently she was unable to translate the journal as rapidly as Uncle Leonard had hoped, because Uncle Leonard had desired that his oldest grandson should be given the journal, he requested his grandson, John Richard Wendel go to Ursula’s home and get the journal. At the Grave side of Leonard Fredrick Wendel in early June 1977 Pearl Wendel, a sister-in-law to Ursula approached John Richard Wendel and asked him to please bring the journal to the Wendel Family Reunion in July 1977, so that Ursula may finish the translation of it. This he did. God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform! At this time Ursula’s oldest son Ronald was on a Mission. So, to help out financially, Ursula obtained a job with one of the schools in Bountiful to help with the hot lunch program. In January and February 1978, Ursula was forced to quit her job and spend much time in bed because of trouble with her legs. During this time she was able to complete the translation of Grandpa’s Missionary Journal.
She then gave the completed work to Pearl Wendel, who had volunteered to type it and have copies made for as many of the descendants of Grandpa Wendel who desired them. This Journal should be of particular interest to the families in the Leonard Michael Wendel Line, because one of the first people whom Grandpa called on was the father of Frieda Johanna Neuner (Uncle Leonard’s wife). He also mentions finding Fredrick Kohles completely blind. I tried to find how he fit into the Kohles line, but from the Genealogy sheets which I have I was unable to fit him in. He may have been a cousin of Grandpa’s. I, as typist, have tried to put the translation into the American way of saying things without destroying the real meaning Grandpa meant to say. I have worked very closely with Ursula on this so that the translated Journal will tell the story Grandpa wrote.
The reader of this Journal should keep a few thoughts in mind to get the true understanding of Grandpa’s Mission. Apparently In the late 1800’s and early 1900’s the field of converts in Germany was ready to harvest. Many converts came into the Church and many emigrated to Utah to help build up the Kingdom here and enjoy the full blessings of the Gospel including Temple Work. World War I came along from 1914 to 1918. Germany and France were both hit hard by this war. To try to pick up the pieces and carry on as Nations was a great task. In 1922 and 1923 Inflation hit Germany so hard that it took bushel baskets of money to buy very little. The Spirit of Conversions seemed to have left this fruitful field. By the time Grandpa returned in 1922, it was an achievement and a fullness of joy just to have a long Gospel Conversation, let alone a Conversion. The Church also had grown fairly strong in Western U.S.A., so they were trying to encourage the members who were left and those newly converted to remain in the foreign countries and try to build up the Kingdom there. Elders often worked alone, and the discouraging moments often far exceeded the encouraging ones. The Great Grandsons and Great Grand-daughters of John Wendel, who have had the privilege of filling missions in the 1960’s and 1970’s when once again the Spirit of Conversion reigns upon the earth, will find that their mission journals and experiences were almost opposite to Grandpa Wendel’s. The number of Mission Fields have doubled many times since the early 1920’s. The Missionary Force is probably 10 or 20 times what it was then. Foreign Stakes are being created as rapidly as leadership will allow. Temples are being built in many Foreign Lands as rapidly as they can be built. The Modern Prophet’s Counsel “to widen our strides and hasten our pace” is being accomplished by the 1978 Missionaries. We hope the time spent in translating, typing, correcting and copying this journal will prove to be time well spent, by all those who will find true enjoyment in reading it, owning a copy, and having their testimonies strengthened by the testimony and experiences of Grandpa John Wendel. Sincerely, Pearl Wendel, 175 East 2nd South, Bountiful, Utah 84010
THE GOLDEN RULE DO UNTO OTHERS AS YOU WANT THEM TO DO UNTO YOU.
DIARY Missionary Journal of Johann Wendel MISSION TO GERMANY FROM JANUARY 25, 1922 TO OCTOBER 31, 1923
On January 25. 1922. 5:OO P.M. I left Salt Lake City, through Wyoming, Nebraska, Illinois, arrived in Chicago, January 27, 7:OO P.M. sight seeing on the 28th, like Museum, Post Office, Michigan Lake, climbed the highest building and in the evening at 7:OO P.M. on the 28th, leaving for Buffalo. We arrived here on the 29 of Jan. at 4:00 P.M. One hour delay and then on to Montreal, where we arrived Jan. 30 at 8:00 A.M. From Vermillion till Buffalo, we traveled on the big river to Niagara Falls. In Erie we saw a lot of cultivation of grapes. After our passport was inspected by the German Consulate in Montreal and $10.00 paid for, we left on the 30 of Jan. at 12:OO o’clock noon for St. John. We arrived there on the 31st of Jan. at 7:30 A.M.
On February 1st at 11:00 A.M. we got on the ship “Montcalm”. In the afternoon 3:30 P.M. the ship left the Harbor. On Feb. 2nd. 9:OO A.M. we arrived in Halifax, where the boat laid all day and night till 2:OO A.M. and loaded 16,000 barrels of apples, a lot of sugar and cheese. I could hardly believe what such a ship could carry. The boat is 560 feet long and keeps going by oil. The City of Halifax is very mountainous and was covered by snow.
On the 3rd of Feb. 1922 at 5:00 A. M. the ship left. Everything is very noble and modern and we are 212 man. in First Class.
On Sunday. February 9, 1922. we held Church Service from the Church of England in the Dinning Room.
On Feb. 9th, we passed the Coast of Ireland, where the water looks light green compared to the Atlantic Ocean’s dark blue or even black.
On Feb. 10th at 3:00 A.M. we arrived in Liverpool. We the German Brothers Pitsch, Pohlmann and I, together with 3 others had to stay here one day, because our Passports haven’t been inspected, by the English Consul.
On Feb. 11 at noon, we left the boat, took care of our luggage and at 2:00 P.M. left Liverpool for Grimby Dock, where we arrived at 6:20 P.M. At once we went to the boat for Hamburg, Germany. In the Evening at 7:30 P.M. the ship left and we arrive in Hamburg, Feb, 13th at 8:00 A.M. We stayed in Hotel Stein. The Voyage till Hamburg, Germany, with Passport difficulties, food and tips cost $274.00. In Liverpool, we stayed half an hour in the passenger train, where Apostle Whitney and two other Elders visited us.
On Feb. 15th. I saw the Exotic Garden, but because of snow, I didn’t see very much. Then I visited the Volksmuseum (People’s Museum) and there was a lot to see. With a guide, it cost me 6 Marks and 50 Pfennige (cents). In the evening I went to the Bible hour and I liked it very much.
Feb. 16th Today I shall study.
Feb. 17th At 12:30 P.M. I left Hamburg for Berlin and arrived here at 8:30 P.M. A few good women I met on the train, looked after me. They showed me the way to a lodging and carried my luggage. I met here Brother Stoddard, he is the Conference President.
On the 18th of Feb. he sent me to a family, where only the woman is a member of the Church. The first night, I slept in Brother Stoddard’s Lodge Samariter Str. 38.
On Sunday the 19th. I visited Sunday School and got invited for Dinner with another Elder. I had a good time. In the Evening, we went to the meeting, where I had to speak for the first time. Afterwards we blessed oil and a sick person. The members were all very good to me.
On Feb. 20th It is very cold in the lodge.
On Feb. 21st I received word from Swiss that I was transferred to Nuremberg. Tomorrow I shall leave. The name of the sister where I’ll stay is Anders, Guntenerstreet 24.
On Feb.22nd at lO:OO A.M., I left for Nuremberg by D Zug (fast Train) thru Wittenberg, Halle, Jena Saaletal (River Saale Valley) up to Lichtenfels, Bramberg and arrived in Nuremberg 8:30 P.M., where Brother Strebel picked me up from the station. He took me right from there to a farewell for Sister Keil and Brother Ludwig. On Feb. 23rd. I visited Brother and Sister Adelemann and a family Harold, where I found Friedrich Kohles completely blind. A sad fate.
On the 24th. I visited Carl Neuner in Failhof in the poor Hospital. He is very weak, but was very glad when I introduced myself as Father-in-law to his daughter and gave him $10.00 from his Son-in-law. I spoke a long time with him about the Gospel.
On the 25th. I visited the Eckardt Hamer family. He recognized me at once, but not his wife. I had a very warm welcome here. Afterwards I made a visit in Birkenwald, where I was strongly welcomed and fed well by the Hartmann family.
On the 26th. I went to Sunday School in Nuremberg, Bucherstrasse 90 and noon meeting. They welcomed me good and I had to speak.
On the 27th, I went tracting, but had no success.
On the 28th of Feb., we have been by Brother and Sister Schneider’s place.
On March 1st, I have been in Birkenwald, where I explained the Gospel to Hartmann.
On March 2nd, we have been in Fuerth by Brother and Sister Habermann, and in Feucht with the Dannenfelzer family. On the 1st Brother Strebel and I were in Ziegelstein too, a colonie 2 by Brother Mueller, who was ill.
On the 3rd of March, I have been to Mrs. Hartmann in Birkenwald and Janitor Schwarm and Hass, where I was welcomed friendly.
On the 4th, I stayed in bed, and on the 5th, we had Ward Conference. Brother Stoof (Stover) Conference President, from Stuttgart was present and we had four meetings.
On March 6th, I visited Mr. Baurner and L. Gruensteidel. I was welcomed good.
On the 7th to the 11th, I visited some friends and had opportunity to preach the Gospel and did tracting.
On the 12th of March. Sunday School and after that meeting, I went with Sister Saum and wrote some addresses down. I visited then ‘Gg.’ and Kath. Schmidthammer, where I stayed over night.
On March 13th, I visited Conrad Hassler, Geutherstr. 1. Here I was welcomed good also.
On March 14, 15, and 16th. I was ill and stayed in bed. In the evening on the 16th, I got up from bed and visited Anna Schmied. She is married to a man named Lechner. I didn’t recognize her anymore, with her 35 years she is an old woman.
Today March 17th. I received my eviction. Such a dangerous Individual has no right to be in the civilized City of Nuremberg.
On the 18th and 19th, I was in bed again.
On the 21st, I got up and received another eviction. I visited Walz and Ditsch. Ditsch wanted to convert me.
On March, 20th….thru the 23rd, I was in bed.
On the 23rd, much snow and wind.
Until April 1st, I visited several inactive members.
April 2nd, I have been to the meeting and Sister Huber was sustained as a Sunday School Teacher.
Yesterday, April 6th, I attended a meeting in the Hercules Veledroon, a very good one, arranged by the inter-National Jehovah Witnesses. The Lesson was: “Can men talk with the dead?” They pointed out, that the dead ones with whom the Spiritualists communicate, are not our dead persons, but the spirits who were cast out of Heaven. “Rev. John 12:4,9” They want to show off and tempt mankind.
April 11. I was busy a half a day in the city hall because of my eviction. I made a petition.
On April 18. 19t and 20th, I was ill at Brother and Sister Schneider’s.
On the 22nd, I went to Frankfurt for Conference. I feel better. I arrived in Frankfurt at 5:00 P.M. I stayed with Brother and Sister Anton Huck, Schillstreet 5, 2nd story. A place where I was welcomed good.
Sunday morning — Sunday School and 3:00 P.M. Meeting.
Monday from lO:OO A.M. till 3:00 P.M. Missionary meeting. Present were President Balif and President Stoof. Twenty-one men received good instructions how to tract. In the evening at 7:30 P.M. Priesthood Meeting until 10:00 P.M.
On Sunday I had to speak briefly and I mentioned by the way, that I would like to see from our big branches here a compliance for our German Wards in Zion, so that they may receive the blessings of Temple Work with us, and so on. After the meeting President Balif said to me, if I speak again about emigration, I would be released from my mission at once. Now I don’t understand how to reconcile this with my opinion, but I’ll try as much as possible to obey.
On Tuesday, we went home, 6:00 P.M. in Munich, in Wuerzburg some hours delay and so we could go and see the city. Twelve of us were from Nuremberg. Brother Strebel, myself and two Sisters Strecker drove home together, but first I came alone. The trip to Frankfurt and back cost 200 Marks. Frankfurt is a beautiful city and I liked it very much.
Today, Rain April 28th. I walked all day and visited four friends and explained the Gospel to them. Afterwards I visited 5 astray members, who didn’t want to know anything anymore, because they know already enough. The whole day I didn’t eat anything. So, late in the evening, I visited The Schmidthammer’s, they were just thru eating. They did not invite me, Well, the Gospel creates not all the time friends. On the way back home I wanted to buy something to eat, but all the stores were closed. When I reached home, my landlord, Brother and Sister Strebel had gone to bed already, I went to bed, the first time hungry and I felt very weak, and wished I were home and my mission complete.
On the 29th, I bought with Sister Ceder’s help a Fur for my Mina (2nd wife, Wilhelmina Christiana Knauke). Sister Strebel will send it to her. The price is 2600 Marks. Today I received my sanction for my stay until July 15th, and payed 442 Marks for it. Sometimes I feel very sad because people have so very little interest for the Gospel. We have rain again.
The weather suits my mood I am in today, May 1st.
May 6th. I visited several lukewarm members, and invited them to a special meeting, where they will have to declare if they are for or against the Church, concerning excommunication.
May 7th The divorced Mrs. Wieleitner got excommunicated from the Church today because of adultery. President Stoof was here today and we had all day long meetings, where I had to speak too. I administered to Sister Ceder also today because of her headache and blessed a child of Brother and Sister Wieleitner, which received the name of Bruno Wieleitner. The weather is beautiful today and it seems as Spring is coming.
May 8. Today Sister Stern’s son Bruno got buried at the Johannis Kirchhof Cemetary. He was a member, fallen away from the Church. The Sermon was given by a Priest. He was 20 years old. (Translator’s note* I guess the son was 20 years old, it is not quite clear, who; Priest or son.) Afterwards I visited some members and friends and talked with a Catholic nurse in the Hospital, about the Gospel but without success.
May 9. I visited Mrs. Hartmann’s family Reichel in Birkenwald and bore my Testimony; also to Hempfling and Hefner, where the women were very attentive.
May 13th. Today I went to the Cemetery (Sudfriedhof) where a former Co-worker, Work Master Schlegel from Birkenwald is buried. I visited him several times before his death. He associated with the International Bible Investigators and was buried from them also.
May 14th. Today was Mothers’ Day. It was appropriately celebrated and. the Mothers received flowers from six girls dressed in white. Brother Dinse remembered the Mission Mothers especially. It was a splendid Sabbath and we had a beautiful time.
May 25. In the morning 4:45 A.M. I drove to Steppach (I assume by train the only transportation possible) passed Strullendorf. Till here the fare was 18 Marks, and till Steppach 6 Marks. At noon I visited Gg (Georg) Holler in Pommersfelden the Castle. There was much to see, like wonderful paintings and a Hall that was completely adorned with sea shells, a herd of Deer with antlers, (Steinbocke) and so on.
May 24th I moved out from Mullner Street 23, Brother and Sister Strebel and moved in with Fritz Hefner, Peter Henlein Street 25 third floor.
May 25 to 26. I stayed over night in Steppach with Lisie Grau. I visited then Mrs. Vogel at the Hutzolmill, then preached the Gospel to the Holler Family afterwards traveled by train to Simmersdorf, paid 2 Marks for the ticket. Then I traveled to Horbach and to Weingartsgreuth, where I went to the Parson’s (Minister’s) Office, and received Genealogy from the Wendel families and paid 20 Marks for it. Then I went back to Weingartsgreuth and preached the Gospel to a family by the name of Kronester and tracted in this town. In Horbach I stayed over night with Blacksmith Master, Matthaeus Rost and preached the Gospel and gave him tracts also.
On the 27th. I went on to Wagenroth, where I looked up the minister for Genealogy and received some. Then I asked the Minister “What do you think about the Mormons?” He answered, “Well, you teach the Bible also, but the Bible contains many unclear passages, where one without a leader cannot understand what is said and therefore every Sect interprets it differently.” I wanted to give him tracts, but he refused to take them. Then I rode to Schluesselfeld, paid 3 Marks for the Ticket, from here I went to Ashbach and Wasserberndorf, visited on my way Blacksmith Matthaeus Hassler in Heucholheim; then Vogelsfrieden in Aschbach. In Wasserberndorf I lodged with my godmother.
May 28. I went to Wasserberndorf, my birthplace, and I found many changes there, my people and the town itself. Most of the old people are dead and the young ones grew up.
May 29. I visited F. Wendel in the Hutzol mill and the old Ritzau and many other acquaintances.
On the 30th, I went to Langenberg and Abtswind, where I stayed over night by F. Herrmann, visited the Wendel families in Langenberg and was here well received.
On the 31 st of May. I returned and had a long conversation with J. Uhl and also with Mrs. Doctor in Geiselwind.
On June 1st, I went to Fuettersee Kleinbirkach and Grossbirkach, Gg.(Georg) Kleinlein accompanied me. We had great joy as well as all others I met. With Mr. Teacher in Grossbirkach, we stayed a longer time and talked about the Gospel.
On the 2nd and 3rd, I made several visits in Wasserberndorf and preached the Gospel, but had not much success. I gave the teacher of Wasserberndorf tracts and explained the Gospel to him.
On June 5. I was in Church in Fuettersee. At noon Gg. Kleinlein visited me and we talked half the day about the Gospel. What kept him interested, June 6, I was in Burghasslach with H. Dekon for Genealogy and visited F. Paul and conversed with him for a long time about the Gospel.
On June 8. I went (by train) with Fritz to Ziegenbach and visited Gg. (Georg) Wendel and there I tried to explain the Gospel.
June 9 and 10. I stayed in Breitbach with Martin Kohles. There I met a man from Altenschoenbach and we talked for a long time about the Gospel. His name is K. Lamprecht and he is a Blacksmith.
On June 14. I went to Kirchrimbach and Taschendorf to get Family Records and in Taschendorf I had a conversation about the Gospel with the Minister for one hour. He don’t believe in a pre-existance. Furthermore, he could not understand how blessings can result in having a big family (many children).
June 17. I went back to Nuremberg.
June 18. We had a nice meeting, Brother Stoof gave a good speech. The branch was re-organized because the Branch President, Brother Strebel is emigrating to America (United States). Two Brethren were ordained in the Aaronic Priesthood. I ordained one of them, Brother Schneider, as a Teacher.
June 25, Today we had a beautiful meeting in the Forest and Sunday School in Erbanstegen. The Branch from Fuerth was present also.
July 6, We had a great Conference July 2nd in Stuttgart, where all the Missionaries from Holland, Swiss, Austria and all Germany were present. We received good instructions and it would be desirable if all the instructions could be followed. About 112 American Missionaries went to Oberammergau (The town for the Famous Passion Play in Germany). Most of the German Missionaries stayed in Stuttgart, probably because of lack of money. I went with Sister Zeter sight-seeing in Stuttgart and I liked it very much. I stayed three days in a Hotel, but it was too expensive; I paid 102 Marks the night. The last two nights I moved to Sister Zeter’s Landlord, which let me stay without any pay. They were real nice people, their name is R. Hald and they live in Strohbergstrasse 36, three stories high in Stuttgart.
July 5. We returned to Nuremberg and had there photographic pictures made.
July 9. Today the Branch Moegeldorf-Hammer was organized and the first meeting was held 3:00 P.M. In Nuremberg at Sunday School the following brethren from Salt Lake City were present: Brothers H. Rueckert, L. Schobert, Gasser and Little. In the evening we had a beautiful meeting in Nuremberg, and I blessed a child of Sister Buchholzer and gave her the name Bertha Edeltrude Buchholzer. In Stuttgart, I met many friends (acquaintances) from Salt Lake City. The first one I met was the son of Brother Curtis. I stayed there in one room with Brother Glissmeyer (Glissmaier) and saw Brother Pitsch and Brother Pohlmann, The first time again, since we departed from each other in Hamburg.
July 13. Today I was at a Catholic funeral. The wife of Mr. H. Popp, a past job-colleague, was buried at the South Cemetary. She was 39 years old.
On July l6th, We had some well attended meetings. . In the after noon at 3:00 P.M. I went from here to Moegeldorf with Mr. Hiltmann and his wife to her sister and brother-in-law whose last name was Fink. While there, we had a long conversation about the Gospel. We had a beautiful time. In the morning I visited M. Huegelschaefer and was invited for Dinner, and had opportunity too to explain the Gospel.
July 27. This morning I went with the Brethren Dinsi, Schmidt, Karl Weiss to Brother Binder to bless him. He has to go to the “Martha Haus” (Hospital) for a nose operation, because of probable cancer.
July 29. Today I went to Fuerth and visited Maria Klein of Holzberndorf. She lives with her daughters, one of them is married and lives in Marien Street 5. She is divorced, but her husband is married again.
July 30. I was laying in bed at night and had a toothache and was thinking about something, when suddenly someone called out loud “Hauner” Mr. Wendel. At once I recognized the voice of Woodworker Uhl from the Hutzelmuehle. I thought at once, why is he coming here. He probably came by train and has no night lodge (a place to stay for the night). At once, I jumped out of bed in my room, went to the window where I called out: “What is the matter?” I got no answer. I leaned out of the window and saw nobody. After a few minutes there came a few pedestrians. I turned on the light and it was 10 minutes before one o’clock in the morning. I layed down again. Now, I can understand when people have so many visions.
August 6. We had Fastmeeting. We had six meetings on Sunday. One before Sunday School, Brother meeting, Priesthood meeting, Fast meeting, and afterwards a short meeting, where a brother by the name of Foerster got excommunicated, who was against the Church and probably asked for his excommunication. Afterwards we visited Sister Ancon who is ill.
August 12. We drove to Munich for a Sunday School Conference and we arrived there at noon. In the evening we had Priesthood Meeting with President Stoof conducting. There was a Brother by the name of Spengler ordered to come, who was accused of adultery and therefore was to be excommunicated. But because he showed remorse and promised to improve and seriously repent, they forgave him.
Sunday, August 13, The Elders fasted for him. We had that Sunday three meetings and returned home in the evening at 9:00 P.M.
August 14th. We visited the Industrial Exhibition and the “Bavaria”.
On the 15th, We viewed Starnberg and Schlossberg. It was really nice there. But when we enjoyed the Observatory the most, did we get surprised by a rainstorm and got quite wet. Afterwards in the evening we returned to Munich. It was very cold on the ship and we did freeze very much.
On the 16th we drove back to Nuremberg and in the evening we had a meeting too. My hostess (or housewife for renting a room) baked a big Goloph (I guess a cake) for our return, that we enjoyed. Besides, there was a letter waiting for me from my Mina with five dollars in it.
On August 19. I went to Reusch to visit my friends there. I had opportunity, a Mrs. Rike Hahn, Stusdamm(?) was in the train who visited her Sister in Reusch. I saw my relatives again after a long time. My brother-in-law Gunder (?’) looks proportional good with his 82 years. With a daughter of my sister-in-law Geissendorfer, who is married to a man named Schumann in Reusch, I stayed over night. From Reusch I went to Ippesheim, where I stayed with M. Herrmann. I visited my old friends and afterwards I went to Gallhofen and Rakenlohr and visited all acquaintances and preached the Gospel to them as good as I could. I didn’t think that there are so many people who had never heard about Mormonism. M. Herrmannn, Gg. Serbi and two girls from my brother-in-law were interested about the Gospel.
On August 25th I went back to Nuremberg. In Ippesheim I registered for my stay.
On August 30th. I was in Fuerth with Brother Habermann where I was invited for dinner. In the evening we had a Bible hour (meeting) here in Nuremberg and from here we went to Sister Baer, who doesn’t feel good, and administered to her. She has a baby. Today, September 1. Gg. Friedrich Kohles was buried. He died August 30.
September 3rd We had 5 meetings. The evening meeting was well attended by friends. In the fast meeting Brother Piclo and myself blessed the child of Sister Baer and it received the name Dorothea Baer. We had a very good time there.
September 12th. Today I have to report a great joy. I received from my good wife a package. In it was: 6 cans of milk, sugar, one box crackers, candy, one dollar and 50 cents, a beautiful shirt, and a tie, I was very happy about it and also happy, Sister Fetzer let me know, she will send a full basket of clothing for our children at Christmas celebration, God helps all the time again.
Today the 23rd of September, we buried in Fuerth, Brother Ernsberger’s sister, Mrs. Beck. She wanted to be baptized, but got ill and died without being baptized. Brother Hans Schmidt and Brother Hofmann were the speakers at the grave and I dedicated the grave. The choir sang two songs.
September 25th. We rode to Frankfurt, where a Missionary Meeting was held, President Balif and President Stoof and all the Missionaries of Frankfurt were present.
On September 26. We had a meeting from 2:00 P.M. until 6:l5 P.M. and received good instructions and admonitions from the Presidents. In the evening 7:30 was a big meeting for members and friends which was very well attended.
On September 27. I stayed with Brother and Sister Gg. Schloer, Franken Allee 59. Here they Congratulated me on my Birthday. I received delicious pastry and Dinner.
On the 25th, I stayed over night with the family Wolfermann, Spahr Street 33- Besides I visited Elise Walz, who is married to a certain Mr. Wuenschbach, a Jew, and lives in Finkenhof Street 28. We had good weather and a pleasant time.
On the 28th. In the evening we rode back to Nuremberg again. By Gemuenden happened a big Train Accident and we saw many smashed train wagon (cars) and freight railroad wagon and had a delay of some hours till the rail road was cleared and we could pass. President Stoof rode with us to Nuremberg.
On September 29th. I visited together with Brother Stoof, some of my investigator families, which will get baptized in the near future.
On September 30. We had early in the morning 8:30 A.M. a small Missionary meeting with Brother and Sister Hofmann, KoernerStreet, where I was asked to ordain Brother E. Otto Holstein an Elder.
October 1. Was Fast meeting. We had five meetings. Brother Stoof was in Fuerth in the morning, and in the afternoon in Nuremberg, where he was present in the Priesthood meeting and Sacrament meeting. After the meeting, two brothers got ordained. Brother F. Georg Leupold became a Priest and Brother Bayerlein a Teacher. I ordained Brother Leupold and Brother Bayerlein was ordained by Brother Holstein.
On September 30th, we celebrated my Birthday with my landlord Hefner. They had baked and cooked a lot of food. Brother Stoof, myself, and my landlord’s family had a good time.
On October 3rd We had here in Nuremberg 18 Baptisms. They were performed in “Wild-Swimming pool”. Ten friends from Fuerth which were baptized by Brother Otterson and eight friends were from Nuremberg: Marie Walter Regina Schneider Babetta Walter Grethe Walter Elise Walter Elise Anna Walter Babatta Maria Zader Anna Katharina Eysser which I baptized I confirmed Marie Walter and Elise Anna Walter. We had a very good blessed time and many friends and members were present. And I am very grateful to my Heavenly Father for the great mercy I received that I may work in His Gospel.
October 4th was my 20th anniversary of my baptism and I was in Fuerth where I was baptized 20 years ago. Brother Habermann invited me and we had a good time together. In the Evening I went to the Bible Hour in Fuerth and I liked it very much.
October 5 I received a big package from my Anna which gave me great joy. Everything are Blessings of the Lord.
October 16. We had Relief Society, Two sisters were urged to come, Sister Amon and Sister Seykauf. Sister Amon claimed that Sister Seykauf did steal about 600 Mark from her. She surprised her when Sister Seykauf was busy with her purse. But Sister Seykauf denied it and threatened to leave the Church. Her excommunication was granted.
November 1. President Stoof was the Brethren and afterwards 7:15 a main meeting (like Sacrament Meeting). There were three branches, Nuremberg, West-Moegeldorf and Fuerth were present. Prosident Stoof gave us once more some good instructions and mentioned afterwards that this is his last meeting as Presiding Conference President because he will soon be released. Afterwards all the missionaries gave a speech, Brother Gardner spoke as successor of Brother Stoof, then Wendel, Brother Otteson, Brother Bigolow, then the three Branch Presidents, Holstein, Hofmann, and Weiss. After the meeting four Brethren from the Moegeldorfer Branch were ordained as Deacons. Brother Kuefner, Weiss, Loscher and Strecker. Brother Schwemmer from Nueremberg was ordained also. The Hefner family were present too, as friends.
November 4. Missionary meeting at Brother and Sister Hofmann.
November 6. Missionary meeting with Brother Hofmann
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November 20 and 21. In Munich my Passport was extended.
On December 23. my Mina and Otto arrived here in Nuremberg.
Sunday the 24th, we had a Christmas celebration for the children in the Buchenstrasse 90. On the 25th, we went to Dinner at Brother Habermann in Fuerth,
On the 26th, we went to the Christmas celebration in the Tulnau Hall. It was everywhere real nice.
On December 27th, we both went to Stuttgart where a Missionary Conference was held. We stayed with Brother Mueller over night and also with the Hald family, who are good people.
On December 30th in the evening my Mina went by train to Meissen.
JANUARY 1923 On the 13th, 14th, and 15th. Conference in Frankfurt. Saturday Priesthood meeting from 7:00 until 9:30 (probably evening). Sunday, Sunday School from l0:00 until 12:00. Afternoon from 2:00 P.M. until 4:00 P.M. Meeting. Evening from 8:00 P.M. until l0:00 P.M. Meeting on Monday from 9:00 A.M. until 11:30 A.M. Missionary Meeting, then from 2:30 P.M. until 7:00 P.M. another Missionary Meeting.
On the l6th. at noon we went back home by train.
On the 23rd, Bible Hour in Hammer with Brother Schobert, with Heinrich Weis we ate and had Bible hour.
On January 28, I went to Meissen. My Mina was a little ill with influenza but she recovered again. In Meissen we were invited on the 29th by several friends; Zinka, Backer, Koehler.
On January 30, we went by train to Freiberg, passing through Dresden, and visited Hugo Mauermann’s relatives. We found there much poverty.
On the 31st, we went to Chemnitz and visited there the relatives. In the evening we attended Bible Hour, which was well attended and we liked it very much.
On February 1, I went back to Nuremberg and by train I passed through Hof and Bayreuth and arrived in Nuremberg at night 1:00 A.M. Mina went back to Meissen. I had some difficulties with my train ride. The Conductor said to me I should transfer in Hof, but I went naturally in good moods till Pirk. There a Conductor said to me, I should have transferred in Plauen. Then I rode two Stations back to Plauen and had to pay fair once more. From Plauen I went to Hof where I transferred again, came through Bayreuth to Nuremberg. The Railroad Company had several Trains restricted and also the Express train, because of occupation of the Ruhr Area by France, the coal is quite limited.
On February 6, I went to Ippesheim where I was expected by my relatives and was well received. I stayed over night with Karl Almoslechner, and the second night with his sister Wiesen. The Mayor by name of Doeller went with me to the City Hall in Uffenheim, where the District Official read to me, that a new law is effective since January 11, 1923. All Foreigners in the City or County have to be treated equal and a three week’s stay permit will be 35,000 Mark, more than three weeks till two months will cost 70,000 Mark. I induced my leave.
On the 12th of February, I received a letter from Anna, she informed me about a prescription for Gallstones.
On the I5th of February. I went early in the morning to Wuerzburg and from Sanitaetsrat Dr. Sprins, I received the prescription. I sent it to the drug store (Schwanenapotheke) to Steinbuehl with a letter and was able to receive the medicine. The medicine expenses were 750 Mark, the Doctor expenses were 3,000 Mark and the train expense was 1,680 Mark.
On February 16, we went to Berlin by train. There was a great conference. Apostle (David 0.) McKay was present. From the German Mission there were 207 Elders present.
We had on February 17th a Missionary Meeting from 9:00 o’clock A.M. until 5:00 o’clock P.M., Everyone was called on to speak.
On Sunday, February 18, we had meetings, Sunday School at 10:00 A.M. and so on! Saturday we had another evening meeting from 7:30 until 9:30 P.M. Sunday afternoon there was a general meeting from 2:30 until 6:00 and in the evening from 7:00 until 9:00 P.M. another meeting was held.
(NOTE: At the time of the typing of the mission diary of Johann (John) Wendel by Pearl Wendel in July 1978, it was revealed that Otto had been living in Preston, Idaho at the time Grandpa, John Wendel, received a Mission Call while living in Sugar House with Elder LeGrande Richards as his Bishop. Otto moved down to stay with Mina (Grandpa’s Second wife and Otto’s mother). In November 1922, Bishop LeGrande Richards then had a call for Otto to go to Germany on a Mission. Otto informed him that he had come to take care of his mother while her husband filled a mission. Bishop Richards just suggested that he take Mina with him. Even though it did take them a little longer to get ready, Otto did accept his mission call and his mother went with him. Part of her time was then spent with Grandpa in visiting various places, relatives and conferences. The remainder of her time was spent in Meissen visiting her sister and other relatives.)
MISSION JOURNAL CONTINUED: My wife was present, she came alone from Meissen, also our son Otto was here, he works in Stettin. We had dinner in a restaurant Sunday together with Brother Kraemer, Brother Hirschmann from Wien and Brother Mauermann. In the evening I lodged in a Hotel with my wife and several Brothers. Most of the brethren lodged in the hotel.
On Monday, my wife and I went to Lauchhammer where we stayed over night with brother-in-law Kamprathen, and were welcomed very friendly there. I saw here big manufacturers and a Priket (brown coal) factory. The brown coal is laying openly and maybe only 3 feet deep is cleared and then the coal is ready for processing; it gets ground up and then is pressed into the form of a Priket (which is about 12 inches long, 4 inches wide and about 6 inches high).
On February 20th, we went by train to Meissen, where my wife stayed with her sister.
February 22, I went by train back to Nuremberg again and arrived here safely in the morning at 9:00 o’clock. All expenses must have been about 70,000 Mark, February 24. I registered my stay in Nuremberg for three months and had to pay a fee of 210,100 Mark. They told me that I couldn’t do any more Mission Work. Today.
March 8th, the 3 month old daughter of the Kail family, living in Zirkelschmiedsgasse was buried. The father of the child is a member of the church, but the baby was not blessed by our Church. Our choir sang 2 songs, Brother Waldhaus gave a speech and I dedicated the grave.
Friday, March 9. Brother Schoberth, Brother Waldhaus and myself were invited to a wedding by Brother and Sister Hofmann. The son, Hans Hofmann married Sister Olga Kail, There were about 30 persons present, good dinner, music and dance and we had a good time.
March 13 Brother Schobert is ill. I conducted the Bible Hour in the home of Brother and Sister Adelmann.
On March 17 we had a celebration and Bazaar in Relief Society (I guess a Birthday Party of the Relief Society organized in 1842). It was held in the Bucherstrasse. There were several members from Fuerth and many friends present. It was pretty well attended. We had a good time. Many handmade items were displayed which the Relief Society had made and were selling. The proceeds were more than 97,000 Mark. Besides a good program was also presented.
On March 19. we had missionary conference in Stuttgart. Brothers Schobert, Waldhaus, Otterson and Brother Barri from Fuerth and myself went by train 8:30 from here and arrived in Stuttgart 1:00 P.M. We went right away to the meeting house. There we got a meal, afterwards was meeting held until 6:00 P.M. Then we went back to the Railroad Station, but we were too late. I went back to the meeting house and the Brethren Hamon and Braun went with me to Sister Christina Scholl, Schloss Strasse 57 first floor. I was welcomed here and stayed over night. In the morning at 6:30 we went by train.
On March 26, Brother Schoberth, Brother Otterson and myself administered to a friend by the name of Wilhelmine Carl, rossweidenmuehl No.31 Room 19, who has been ill for ten years already and cannot do anything and presumably was possessed by spirits.
On March 27. my Mina arrived from Meissen and March 28. we went by train to Wasserberndorf. We stayed here until the 2nd of April and then returned to Nuremberg. We received one round loaf of bread from G. Senft and sausage and eggs, which we shared with Hefners. April 7. I didn’t sleep very good last night, woke up at 2:00 o’clock in the morning. I ate in the evening one bowl of soup and two soft boiled eggs.
On April 14. I moved from my lodging people Hefner, Peter Henleiri Strasse 25 to Brother and Sister Hofmann, Koernerstrasse 58, third floor, I hope I can stay here until I go back. (To Utah.)
On April .15. We had a beautiful meeting in “Goldenen Schwan” ( a room in a Restaurant). The Sunday School got re-organized. Brother Huinrich Weiss as Superintendent was set apart by Brother Schobert. Brother Johann Leipold as first counselor was set apart by me, and Brother Willeithner as second counselor was set apart by Carl Weiss.
April 24. One day missionary meeting in Stuttgart.
May 10th. Mother and I went to Eichstaedt to visit Mrs. Fetzer, Friedhofstrasse 54. We were welcomed very well. Eichstaedt is a city with 3,000 Population, the majority is Catholic, and is surrounded by mountains. We visited several churches to look at, and in the Walburga, Church there is an Alter, the bones of the corpse of the holy Walburga rested in a tomb like place covered with stone plates. I was told, nobody could enter the tomblike place. The stone plates develop a moisture (caused from heat in the tomb) which they catch in containers and is used as holy Walburga oil. It is said the oil has a great healing power. There are many pictures which indicate the great healing power in miracles.
Today, May 12, Mother went to Kaubenheim.
May 19. We both went by train to Windsheim. In Neustadt, we had five hours delay, and we reached Windsheim at 10:00 o’clock. We stayed in Windsheim over night and had a good lodging for 2,800 Mark.
Penecost Sunday, we went to Buchhoim, Monday to Rudolshofen, where we were welcomed.
Tuesday we left by train from Ermetzhofen where Georg Streckfuss accompanied us to Hernbergtheim, from there we went to Ippesheim and we were made welcome by Wiessner, Herrmann and Almoslechner.
On May 23 we went back again to Nuremberg.
On May 24 in the evening 8:OO o’clock, we had baptisms in Wildbad. The following people were baptized: Georg Walther, Simon Genthner, Miss Seiferth, Luise Seiferth, Miss Haeberlein, Mrs. Genthner and Mrs. Grauf. Brother Schoborth executed the baptisms and I blessed the baptismal water. I confirmed Brother Genther and Sister Luise Seiferth, Brother Schoberth confirmed Brother Walther and Sister Haeberlcin, Brother Sinsul confirmed Sister_____________ Brother Kufner confirmed Sister______________ May 28. I went to Wasserberndorf and registered there, made several visits in town and attended a war monument dedication in the Churchyard of Hohn in Berg for the dead soldiers from 1914 until 1918.
June 3. We had Fast meeting, from 8:30 in the morning until 4:00 P.M. we had meetings. Brother Binder got ordained a Priest by J.W. Me.
On June 4. I went to Munich and had my Passport extended for six months. I had no good time there, it rained all the time. I visited the Hofkirche (famous Church in Munich), the Hofbrauhaus, the Art Museum and several other places.
June 9 until June 12. Conference in Stuttgart. I stayed with a Hald family, StrohbergStrasse 36, third floor, where I was made very welcome. I had a good bed and very good meals. Sunday morning I went on a walk with Mr. Hald. Tuesday, he accompanied me to the railroad station. Sunday, we had Sunday School, Priesthood meeting and in the evening Sacrament Meeting. Monday, we had from 9:00 A.M. until 1:00 P.M. and from 3:00 P.M. until 5:00 P.M. Missionary meetings.
Tuesday at noon, I arrived again in Nuremberg. With Brother Schoberth, I made some visits and in the evening we went to Hammer, where we had a small cottage meeting with the Weiss Family. Wednesday and Thursday, I didn’t feel very good and stayed in bed.
Friday, the 15th of June, I got up again and made several visits with Mina. The weather is always very cold and rainy.
June 21. I am ill and Minna is sick too, she has a rash on her face for eight days already, July 1st.
Fast meeting, Sunday School in the forest near Klettschen Fabrik. Brother Otto Baer was ordained a Deacon by me in the Bucherstrasse, July 1, 1923.
On July 9. Sister Haeberlein was set apart a teacher in the children’s class by me in the “Goldenen Schwan” (Resturant).
On July 25. Mina and I visited Brother Habermann in Fuerth. Afterwards, we went to the Klein family, where we had a good time. In the evening, we visited Brother and Sister Schneider and then we went to the Bible Hour where I received my release from Brother Erdil.
On the 27th. I visited with my Minna and several friends in Johan’s ——-. In the evening 5:00 o’clock, we went by train to Roethenbach, where we had a Bible hour (cottage meeting) with the Hahn Family. Brother Schugk gave the lesson. It was the third time I was in Roethenbach for the Bible hour. When we returned home at 9:00 o’clock in the evening, Brother Hofmann and myself went to Fuerth where we administered to Brother and Sister Plesol’s two children age one and one-fourth, and three years old. They were very ill. One o’clock in the morning we returned back home.
On July 31, We had 16 baptisms in the “Wildbad”. I baptized seven persons and Brother Schoberth baptized nine persons: M. Wilhelm Baer from Roethenbach Babetha Geist From Roethenbach Konrad Geist from Roethenbach Hahn from Roethenbach Frieda Naehr from Nuremberg Michael Oberseider from Nuremberg Margaretha Weis from Nuremberg Those are the persons I baptized. Anna Geist from Roethenbach Kunigunda Geist from Roethenbach Walburga Hahn from Roethenbach M. Margaretha Hofmann from Nuremberg Johanna Gak from Nuremberg Cristonsia Gak from Nuremberg V. Franz Stiller from Nuremberg Helena A. Stiller from Nuremberg Those are the persons Brother Schoberth baptized. *Angela Stiller from Nuremberg Page 46 was left blank.
On August 1, Our Otto came to visit us from Landsborg and we went to Fuerth to Brother Habermann’s home and had dinner at noon.
August 2. We visited the Naehr family, afterwards we visited Otto. Brothers Schoberth, Kanfild and myself then viewed the Klettsche Fabric (Plant).
August 3. We, Minna, Otto and I went to Streitberg and Muggendorf, where in Streitberg, we visited the Bing-Cave. The cave is 396 meters long and 70 meters under ground level and very interesting, because of its drop formations.
On August 12, We had a meeting in Erlenstegen in the forest and there we took a branch photograph.
Last Friday, we had a Farewell meeting for me and for Brother Schoberth, who went then to Breslau as Conference-President. August 19. I received word from Leonard, he paid for the (Schips ticket) Ship’s ticket, American Line, for Mother and F. Naehr.
(NOTE by Pearl Wendel: The Frieda Naehr who came home with Grandpa and Grandma Wendel was a niece to Frieda Johanna Neuner, who was the wife of Leonhardt (Leonard) Michael Wendel, the oldest son of Grandpa John Wendel.)
August 24. was farewell for Brother Dotzler, who received a Mission Call. August 28. We had in Nuremberg, a wonderful conference. The mission President, Brother Tadge was here and Brother Hueckert, from Fuerth, who is now released, was the first speaker, followed by Brother Erdli, Conference-President, and Brother Tadge was the last speaker. Brother Mueller conducted the meeting. There were more than 300 persons present. A great part of the attendance were investigators (friends). On August 27. Conference was in Fuerth. There were 400 persons present.
On August 29 We went with Frieda Naehr to Munich, American Embassy (Consulate) to obtain a Visa for Frieda. We have no idea yet, when we can leave here.
Today, September 1, I received a letter from Brother Schoberth from Breslau. September 1, 1923. There were seven Baptisms in Fuerth, but I could not attend,
On September 2, I was with my Mina in Fuerth, attending Fast meeting and afterwards visited Sister Igelhaud and the families of Klein and Goissler.
On September 14. Brother Canfild, Brother Cunningham and myself administered to Sister Leupold. She has (Ischias) like Arthritis, and is in great pain.
On September 15. We arrived by the Hefners and had a good dinner and supper.
On September 16, I blessed the oil in Sunday School (consecrated the oil). After Sacrament Meeting, Brother Canfild, Brother Sus, Brother Mueller and myself blessed the child of Brother and Sister Baer, which was born August 30, 1923, and gave it the name of Otto. I administered the blessing.
On September 17 at 9:00 o’clock in the morning, my Minna went by train to Meissen to say “Good bye” to her relatives.
On September 18. I went by train to Neustadt and visited there an old friend by the name of Vogel (Liessweth) (I guess Liessbeth), whom I hadn’t seen for about 33 years. Then I went by train to Windsheim and then to Buchheim, where I stayed for three days by Georg Streckfuss. They gave me a warm welcome. From here, I went by train, with Johan to Ermetzhofen and visited Mrs.______ Donner, who told me all about her suffering, but she was happy to see me. She went with me to Rudolshofen, where we visited my Brother-in-law Streckfuss. But I was not welcome here. The old ones and the young ones had a quarrel and Brother-in-law H. Georg said it would be the best for us to leave at once, because he cannot accommodate me, and the young ones would look upon me like a pig in a Jew court yard. It was raining real hard at this time, and so I stayed until the rain got less; and then I left without shaking the hands of the young ones. In the night I reached Uffenheim and went to the Busch family. His wife is a twin sister to Reuscher Gundel. They gave me a warm welcome and they were happy I visited them. Here I stayed overnight and in the morning I went to Gallhofen and I visited first the Serbin family. They were just butchering a pig. I didn’t go in the house, said “Good bye”, and went to the Herbst Family, who married the youngest daughter of Gundel. But they had not much time for me. Then I went away and walked in the Street. It was raining a lot and I opened up my umbrella and walked without turning around. It was one and one-half hours until I reached Oberruekelsheim. I had to turn around and walk half way back. After half an hour’s walk on a very dirty road I reached Herrnbergtheim and then to Ippesheim, where in the evening I reached cousin Wiessnar, very tired and stayed overnight. They gave me a very warm welcome. I stayed here until September 25th. There was an American visiting with his wife, who came from Wienna (Vienna). They visited his parents. We had a good conversation together.
On Sunday, he traveled back home to New York. Sunday I attended a funeral and Tuesday I went to Reusch and visited Brother-in-law Gundel. Here I met a son of the Busch Family, who is enrolled in the Technical College in Nuremberg. Then I went to W. Geissendorfer and her daughter, who is married to a certain________________ in Reusch. Then I went back to Ippesheim and from there bo Herrnbergtheim. From here I went back home by train to Nuremberg, and arrived in the evening at 8:00 o’clock.
On September 27, My Birthday, I was invited at noon by the Hefners and in the evening for Dinner by Brother and Sister Schneider. Later on at 9:00 o’clock in the evening came all the choir members and youth and gave a serenade of three songs “Befehl Du Deine Wege” – “Trust Your Ways In The Lord” “Du Was Ist Recht” – “Do What Is Right” and “Nocheinmal Will Ich Singen” – “Once More I Will Sing”. It made me very happy.
October 4, 1923. My Minna came back from Meissen.
On Friday, we went by train to Helmmitzheim and from there to Ziegenbach to Georg Wendel. They gave us a warm welcome and we stayed over night. The other day, Saturday, we went to Wasserberndorf. We arrived there in the evening. I gave notice of my leaving at the Registrar, and we visited several friends and stayed over night with the Rodammer’s. Next day at noon we went back to Nuremberg again by train.
On October 9, We left Nuremberg by train at 2:30 P.M. Anna Herold helped us carrying our small luggage to the Railroad Station. The Elders and several members and Sister Naehr accompanied us to the platform. There they wanted to give me a helping hand, but I refused. We rode then all night thru and arrived in Hamburg in the morning. There we came to the emigration building and stayed in one room with other people like a herd of sheep. One after another got called out and the emigration papers brought in order. Our turn was finally at 4:00 P. M. The other day we got vaccinated and that lasted almost all the day long because all the passengers for three ships were all together.
On the 12 of October, we all had a physical examination by an American Doctor. It lasted until noon. In the afternoon, we went into town for a little while. There are three mealtimes: at 8:00 A.M., 12:00 Noon, and 5:00 P.M. The food is good and enough of it. But the quarters I cannot praise. In our hall are forty-eight beds. The beds are very hard and cold. Men and women are separated and also the different races. With me, there are only Germans. There are four halls in those quarters. The Poles and the Jews are by themselves.
October 13. We all had to gather and then we received our Passports. Afterwards several formalities were settled and 12:00 o’clock, after we received a good bread and a piece of sausage from the barracks, we entered the ship. The bigger luggage was transported, the small ones we had to carry. From this ship, we all were transported to a Hall, where again, we got treated like a herd of sheep. Here again, several formalities were settled. Then, we were transferred again to another ship, which took us, after showing our papers, to the huge ship “Bayern”, which was pretty far away in the ocean. Here one had to show the passport to a German Officer, who put a seal on, and then one was allowed to enter the ship. We had difficulties. When our turn came, the officer put our Passports aside and said, we have to wait, probably to wait for the next ship, because we have not paid the consumption tax. Mina got real mad and scolded the Officer. The Officer said cold-hearted, “What will you do when I don’t let you go? It is the Americans fault that we have a bad life.” She gave him a Dollar and after the Captain from the ship came, we paid the consumption tax 240,000,000 Million Mark, he let us go. When we were on the Ship and got our cabin, the dining room, served coffey and cake. I have cabin No. 100 and Mina and Frieda have No. 58. In my cabin, there are 14 beds, and in Minna’s are 4 beds. In the evening was served goulash, potatoes, Tea, bread and butter. After the meal we had a concert. The mealtimes are arranged in three, one after another following divisions. We three are in the first division, at table No. 1 in front at the first chair.
October 14. Morning. Today is Sunday. The morning is quite calm, some fine rain, but the sun is always shining again. It is a little windy. In the morning was served fried eggs, bread, butter, coffee and rolls. Many people are sea sick and have to feed the fish. Some had to get up during the night to go on Deck, even one man from my cabin, who is from Nuremberg ______________________(probably space for his name). We feel so far, pretty good. Only I think a lot back on Nuremberg. At 10:00 o’clock I went to bed, as I was tired. At Noon we had noodles, red cabbage, Roast with sauce and coffee. In the afternoon it was raining quite a bit. We were mostly alone in the room. We were together with a man from Saxony, Leipzig, by the name of _________________________he is 56 years old. In the evening they served Potato salad, sausage, and meat balls, Tea and butter and bread.
October 15 Today, I slept very well, got up in the morning at 6:45 A.M. It is a beautiful morning. We went at once to the Deck. It is a little windy, but otherwise nice. The sun was a little hidden in the clouds when he came up, but then at once, it was a clear morning. Just now, we passed England and could see very close the English white coastline, like white rock. With the telescope, we could see English Towns and many fishing boats. For breakfast we had Coffee, Rolls, Hash (like fried cornbeef) delicate pickels and bread. It is a beautiful day today. The ocean seems so calm and the sun is shining so warm. Everybody Is on deck today. At noon we had pea soup, potatoes, lamb roast, sauce, green beans mixed with white beans, coffee and cake, bread and butter. After the meal, we saw at the English Coast seven English battleships maneuvering. Oh it is beautiful. Now I think of all those beloved ones we left behind in Germany, could they not be with us now? But it had to be farewell. At Noon, I had a conversation with a man from my cabin. He is from Berlin. He don’t think much about Religion, but was quite interested in the Gospel and wants to hear more about it.
October 16. Today I saw a Sunset. It was a bright sky and splendid to see how the sun disappeared in the water (Ocean). He went down European time 6:20 until 6:25 P.M. Our supper was fried or baked fish, potato salad, Sausage, bread, butter and Tea. In the evening, 9:00 P.M. I went to bed.
October l6.(?) The morning is beautiful. The Ocean is smooth like a mirror. I feel good, Breakfast Coffee, Rolls, Meatballs, butter and bread, Potatoes, and Schelle?
(NOTE by typist Pearl Wendel: page 25 under the date of October 16th where he is giving the breakfast menu, we now think the last food mentioned was “jelly”. However, if that is what he meant he misspelled it.)
Noon meal at l:00 P.M. Hamburg, Germany time: Potatoes boiled, beefbreast with Kohlrabi (German vegetable) cut in little squares, soup and coffee. The afternoon is a little windy. Now we are a short distance out of the Channel (between England and France). The time difference is one hour and 10 minutes. Evening meal: Potatoes, white cabbage, beef meat, bread, butter, cheese and tea. The Ocean is a little restless. The sunset was very beautiful from 7:50 until 7:55 P.M. Hamburg time.
October 17. This morning is very gloomy weather. The Ocean is still pretty calm. Breakfast: Rice, Macaroni with meat, coffee, bread with butter, I feel quite good. At noon: bread, peas, mash with meat, coffee, rolls, butter, meatsauce, potatoes, and pudding. Evening: Potatoes with beefbreast, sauce, coffee, bread, butter and pudding.
October 18. In the morning, I slept well, feel good, the weather is a little stormy and some rain. Breakfast: eggs fried with potatoes, coffee, bread, butter, and wek? The weather is very windy. The water splashed to the Deck. Noon Meal: Soup, potatoes, white cabbage, beefmeat, sauce, butter, bread, coffee, and cake. Afternoon sleep. The wind is pretty strong and the water always uplashes over the rail. Evening Meal: Ricemash with meat, frank furter Liverwurst, bread, butter, tea. I have not a good appetite.
October 19, slept good. The weather is gloomy and unfriendly. Breakfast: fried meat, potatoes, rolls, butter, I didn’t eat much. Noon Meal: Vegetable soup with sausage, potatoes, fish marinated with sauce, coffee and pudding. The weather is windy.
October 20. The weather is windy and gloomy. I layed down all day long. I have a temperature from my vaccination, evening meal: I ate herring (fish) and potatoes and went right after in bed again. Pain at the bladder.
October 21. In the morning the weather was rainy, later on it cleared up. Breakfast: fried eggs, coffee. Noon Meal: noodles with chicken soup, boiled chicken with sauce, rice, sweet rolls and coffee. At Evening Meal: Potatoes with sauce, Livercheese sausage, butter, coffee and bread. Afterwards there was a program in the Dining Hall, it was decorated. Several plays and productions were presented. I went to the Doctor, too. He bandaged my arm which is inflamed. I have pain.
October 22. I got up early and feel a little better. The weather is rainy and gloomy. In the night the Foghorn made noise every few minutes. Breakfast: mashed potatoes with cornbeef, pickles, coffee, rolls, butter, and one apple. Mina is not feeling well. Noon Meal: Potatoes, beef stew-roast, beets, sauce, noodles with vanilla and Coffee. The Ocean is wonderfully calm, but the fog is all around us. The foghorns shake the air uninterrupted. Mina is not feeling well. Evening mealt Rice, sauce, canned meat, tea, bread, and butter.
October 23. In the morning rainy. The Ocean is calm, the fog is decreasing. Mina is still sick . The Doctor gave her some medicine. My appetite is not big, but I feel good. Breakfast: Meatballs with sauce, coffee, bread, butter and raisins, Noon Meal: red cabbage with porkmeat, potatoes, sauce, and Coffee. Today I took up a collection for the Steward, but didn’t got very much, Mina is up again.
October 24. It is Mina’s Birthday, She feels a little bettor. Breakfast: Porkchops, one Apple, Coffee, rolls, butter, and jelly. After the meal we were all counted. Then we went on Deck, It is beautiful weather. The sun is shining warm and the Ocean is beautiful, beautiful mirrored in the sunlight. We stayed mostly on Deck. Supper: Soup with Livermeatballs, Sausage, Rolls, butter, and pudding with vanilla. Afterwards, we went once more on Deck. It was a beautiful warm and bright night.
October 25. In the morning 6:00 o’clock a tidal wave. One big wave came through our open port hole and flooded our cabin completely. It is raining and we have fog. Breakfast: coffee, two eggs, one apple, rolls, and butter. I have no appetite. Mina did not come for breakfast, she is in bed, I dreamed today about last Dec. 29 and 30th and about 2 Saturday and Sunday of February.
(It is a little confusing as to whether he meant two Saturdays and Sundays in February, or whether he meant the 2nd Saturday and Sunday of February. At the time of typing this I do not have that part of the diary here to look up and see if some outstanding things happened then.)
October 26, I got up this morning at 5:00 o’clock. At 5:30 Coffee, and then I went to the Deck. When the sun came up, we could already see land. It is a glorious morning. The sun came out of the Ocean in blue-red color. After awhile, we could see many ships. About 7:00 o’clock the Pilot ship picked us up and the German flag was taken down. The American flag and the Mail Flag were put up. Afterwards, another boat came and picked up the mail, and the mail flag was taken down again. Then another little boat came with the Doctor on it. Now, once more, there was a physical examination. Men and women had to disrobe separately and walk in front of the Doctor. When I noticed that this procedure was not done thoroughly, I didn’t follow it. There is a lot to see all around us. The ship is standing still at this time. It is 9:00 o’clock in the morning, American time and 3:00 o’clock P.M. Nuremberg time. At noon, we had once more a meal on the ship, then the amusement started. First, the people from second class could leave the ship, after them all American citizens. We had to go to the Custom hall and go through all the struggle, because Frieda was with us. We were once more counted and had to go from one room to the other again, then back to the ship where all the luggage was and then we went to the Island. Here, we came to a big building where we had to run up and down stairways. Each time we were sent from one place to another. All the time, there were three or four men, who looked at us and searched through our belongings, and with everyone we had to show different papers (like ship release papers, emigration papers). One had to follow the correct procedures. But we could not leave before we got another certificate, because we had no ticket for further traveling. We had to go back to New York, to the American Express Company and get our money. And so, we were sent from one place to the other, until we had permission to travel to New York. We went with several “suffernden” companions back, and there we ended up in a big hall. Afterward, we went with three other people to a Hotel, where a bellhop showed us the way. We had to climb stairs again to the elevated railway. Soon we could not drag our luggage anymore. After we rode a distance, we had to travel by foot again to the hotel, “The New Hotel Keller” 385 West Street, New York City. We had a pretty good place with a comfortable bed, which was pleasant after all those exhaustions. We paid five Dollars for three persons without meals.
On October 27. In the morning, I called President Roberts and Brother Ina was at the telephone. They sent a Missionary by the name of Carl B. Wever, 2825 Lincoln Ave., Ogden, who brought my ticket and our money, 200 Dollars, which was paid by the American Express Company. He helped us to get the two tickets for Mina, and Frieda. It cost $171.54 from New York City to Salt Lake City. We then went back once more to look after our basket luggage to get them to the railroad. Afterwards, we went again to the hotel and paid our bill and to eat something. Then we crossed the Street and entered a ship and went directly to the railroad Station. We did not have much time and left by train at 2:30 P.M. We had beautiful weather.
October 28. Sunday, we arrived in Chicago at 6:00 o’clock P.M. and held a delay until midnight 12:00 o’clock. In a Restaurant, we strengthened us a little, and the rest of the time we stayed in the Railroad Station. It is the most beautiful Railroad Station, I have ever seen.
October 29. Early in the morning (just past midnight) at 12:15 A, M. we left Chicago and arrived in Omaha (Nebraska) in the evening at 4:30 P.M. We had here a delay of 45 minutes. We had beautiful weather until we reached Council Bluff, then it started to snow violently. Now the train wagon (cars) starts to be shaky, so much so, that I can not write anymore, besides the ink is all gone, too.
October 30. The sun got up really beautiful and bright and it is a sunny day. We came to Juliusburg. There is a little snow cover and it is very cold. Even though the sun is shining so warmly, icicles and snow are hanging on the train wagon. By 11:00 o’clock A.M. we reached Cheyenne, (Wyoming). Here, we had a delay until 2:25 P.M. We went sight-seeing at the Capitol and the Museum. We saw here much Indian-war-equipment and works. Also several German war-equipment from 1870 and from World War I from 1914 until 1918. Afterwards, we got some food.
October 31 We arrived in Salt Lake City at 8:00 o’clock in the morning. Anna came with Loni to the Railroad Station and picked us up with the car. We went first to Fetters, where Leonard took Frieda home by car. Afterwards Loni drove us and Anna to her place, where we had a good meal. After that we went to Frieda, (probably Frieda Greaves— Mina’s daughter) then to Klara, then home to our paradise.
END OF MISSION FINAL NOTE by typist Pearl Wendel: A call made to Otto Andra — At the time of the typing of this diary by Pearl Wendel in July 1978, it was revealed that Otto had been living in Preston, Idaho at the time Grandpa, John Wendel, received a Mission Call while living in Sugar House with Elder LeGrande Richards as his Bishop. Otto moved down to stay with Mina (Grandpa’s Second wife and Otto’s mother). In November 1922, Bishop LeGrande Richards then had a call for Otto to go to Germany on a Mission. Otto informed him and he had come to take care of his mother while her husband filled a mission. Bishop Richards just suggested that he take Mina with him. Even though it did take them a little longer to get ready, Otto did accept his mission call and his mother went with him. Part of her time was then spent with Grandpa in visiting various places, relatives and conferences. The remainder of her time was spent in Meissen visiting her sister and other relatives. The Frieda Naehr who came home with Grandpa and Grandma Wendel was a niece to Frieda Johanna Neuner, who was the wife of Leonhardt (Leonard) Michael Wendel, the oldest son of Grandpa John Wendel.
I thought I would write about Edward William Sharp today (some also list him as William Edward Sharp, I am not clear which is correct), known to the family as Uncle Ed. He has a tender, yet thorny, position in the family.
Edward William Sharp was born 25 October 1887 in Plain City, Weber, Utah, the seventh child to Milo and Lilly Sharp. My Great Grandmother, Ethel, was Ed’s younger sister, number 11 in line. I have written more of Ethel’s marriage to Jack Ross. Ed Sharp comes into the family line more closely when Ethel died in 1925. She left behind five children, namely: June, Milo, Paul, Harold, and Earnest. The four children were taken back to Paul, Minidoka, Idaho in 1925 to be raised by their Ross grandparents, James and Catherine Ross, while Jack got back on his feet. As winter came and progressed the family struggled. Earnest passed away the fall of 1925 in Rupert, Idaho. Jack was gone for unknown reasons and James and Catherine called Ethel’s family to come get the four children. Starting that winter of 1925-26, Milo Ross was raised by his Uncle Ed. June went to live with her paternal grandparents, the Streeters in Ogden. Paul and Harold were raised by Ed’s siblings, Vic Hunt and Del Sharp respectively. Sadly, Paul fell from a loft in a barn in 1932, broke his arm, and suffered a concussion that would take his life in 1932.
Edward Sharp met and married Lillie Elva East 13 May 1909 in Plain City. She was born 16 February 1888 in nearby Warren, Weber, Utah. Together they had 10 children.
Edna Louise Sharp born 11 January 1910 in Plain City.
Florence Evelyn Sharp born 30 June 1911 in Plain City.
Marjorie Lillian Sharp born 23 June 1913 in Plain City.
Ethel Sharp born 8 July 1917 in Plain City.
Elmer George Sharp born 15 June 1919 in Plain City and died 12 November 1923 in Plain City.
Ruby Elaine Sharp born 13 February 1922 in Plain City.
Milo Riley Sharp born 27 November 1927 in Ogden.
Josephine Sharp born 18 March 1927 in Ogden.
Edward Junior Sharp born 24 January 1930 in Ogden.
Dean Sharp born 28 April 1935 in Ogden.
As a reminder, Grandpa, Milo Ross, was born in 1921 in Plain City. He falls right in the middle of the entire family and became one of the siblings. To tell the difference between Milo Ross and Milo Sharp, I will use their last name.
Unfortunately, things were not quite that easy. Ed farmed a nice little farm in Plain City. He also had some cows, pigs, and other animals. The family grew up in the Depression with all the anxieties and difficulties that came with it. Fortunately the farm was mostly paid for and the farm provided for itself and the family.
Despite technically being blood to Ed, Milo Ross was treated differently than the other children. Milo Ross was not allowed to eat with the rest of the family. When the family was done with the meal, then Milo Ross could eat. Often alone. Milo Ross was expected to work longer than the rest of the family, into the time while the rest of them ate. Milo Ross was also expected to arise earlier and get things in order for the day before the rest of the family. He did not often get to eat with the rest of the family for breakfast and often only got some bread and milk. He was also given some of the more undesirable jobs around the farm. For example, it was his job to tend the onions which often left him smelling of them and he found that embarrassing.
Ed also had some drinking issues and had a certain temper. Of course his family saw the issues that arose as part of the alcohol, but it was Milo Ross who felt it. He was the one who suffered the wrath of Ed’s drinking bouts at the end of a belt or sometimes worse. While Milo Ross loved his cousin-siblings, the relationship was not as kindred with Ed.
Milo Ross was only one year in age from Ruby who he ran around the countryside with. They were close enough that they would hold hands. They did quite a bit together. He was also close to Milo Sharp, but he was still three years behind him in age. The older siblings, Edna (who went by Louise), Florence, and Ethel were good to him, but were close to each other and did mostly their own thing. Ed kept Milo Ross busy that he did not get as much time with the younger children but he grew close with Josephine and Edward (known as Eddie in the family). Dean was young enough that he was around him some, but did not have as close of a relationship.
As I mentioned in the story of Ed’s parents William & Mary Ann Sharp, she also went by Lilly, the Sharp and Stoker families came to Utah as converts to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. A number of issues arose in Plain City and families left the church. Ed’s parents followed that suit remaining with the Episcopalian faith. Ed and Lillie did as well, but were not very active. The Mormons continued to work on bringing the families back to the church. The Sharp family started to work through Delwin’s family first and the faith spread through Ed’s nieces and nephews and into his own family. Only one of Ed’s siblings joined the LDS faith while alive, and that was Vic in 1975.
Marjorie, Ethel, and Ruby all joined through the waters of baptism on 12 May 1939. Milo Ross joined 2 July 1939 (only after 18 as Ed would not give consent otherwise). Louise, Florence, Milo Sharp, Josephine, and Eddie all joined 3 January 1943. Dean was the last on 31 October 1943, he was not 8 in January to join with the remainder of his siblings.
As soon as Milo was of age, he looked for opportunities to get out. He eventually married, moved in with his in-laws, and then the impending war took his services abroad.
Milo Ross did not tell only negative about Uncle Ed. Grandpa regularly told of how he learned to work hard under Uncle Ed. While somewhat an outsider, Ed kept in contact with the extended family and Grandpa’s position in the family meant he was regularly tending to his Grandmother, Lilly Sharp mentioned above. While it was his strict duty to clean out his Grandma’s bedpan, keep the kitchen and house wood split and stocked, and whatever else she needed or wanted. Grandpa relished those moments in her home and with her.
Lillie East Sharp died 4 September 1942 while separated from her husband. She had started divorce proceedings but died before they completed. She was buried in Plain City. Milo Ross remembered her as a beautiful lady who he sometimes told his woes, but she acknowledged the issues but took no steps to resolve them.
Ed died 24 August 1962 in Othello, Adams, Washington. The family brought him home and buried him in Plain City too.