CHAPTER 8 -
The History of John Dalton’s Grandsons and Granddaughters
Our Dalton family first built cabins in Salt Lake City, then relocated elsewhere.
Charles Dalton moved to Centerville, Davis County, Morgan County and Weber County. Simon Cooker Dalton moved to Centerville, Davis Co. and then to Springville, Utah Co. John Dalton Jr. moved to areas of Southern Utah, then lastly to Rockville, Wash. Co. Charles W. Dalton moved to Beaver, then various places in Southern Utah, back to Beaver, then to Circleville, Piute Co. and then back to Beaver.
Edward Dalton moved to Parowan, Iron Co. Henry (Harry) Dalton moved to Parowan and then to Annabella, Sevier Co.
George Simon Dalton moved to Centerville and then to Ogden, Utah. Henry Simon Dalton moved to Centerville, Davis Co. John Luther Dalton moved from Ogden Utah to Pocatello Idaho.
The following histories are about the sons of Henry Dalton, John Dalton Jr., Simon Cooker Dalton and Charles Dalton. Also included is the story of Edward Meeks Dalton, grandson of John Dalton Jr., and son of Edward Dalton who was murdered by a law enforcement officer in Parowan, Utah in the late 1880's. Also added is some Dalton family material copied from my Dalton genealogy database.
Of note in this chapter I have added data from the official LDS Church records.
There are some errors with names and dates. Also the records are incomplete is which, I have not attempted to correct. The LDS Church doesn’t edit for mistakes.
Source: From the CD: LDS Family Suite 2, by Ancestry Inc. Orem Utah. Source.
23- Charles Wakeman Dalton; The first son of Simon Cooker Dalton and Anna Wakeman.
Charles Wakeman Dalton was born in 1826 in Pennsylvania and died in 1883 in Utah. He was to marry five wives. His first was Julietta Bowen and it is recorded by family records they were married on January 13, 1847 in New York State were Charles Wakeman was serving a mission for his church. Of note is that in other marriage records, Charles Wakeman Dalton was married somewhere on the plains of Wyoming. This was probably a LDS wedding because Julietta Bowen’s family was very much against the LDS religion in Genesse Co., NY.
Charles Wakeman then followed the teachings of his church and proceeded to marry 4 other wives in the practice of polygamy.
Below is listed the wives and all the children of each that we know by records passed on to us. As far as we know this is an accurate list of each child.
Charles Wakeman Dalton & Julietta Bowen:
1-Charles Albert Dalton, born August 26, 1848 in Devils Gate, Sweetwater, Wyoming.
2-Marvin Burke Dalton, born March 09, 1853 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
3-Frances Ann Dalton, born July 09, 1854 in Cedar City, Iron, Utah.
4-Juliette Dalton, born June 13, 1856 in Cedar City, Iron, Utah.
5-Erastus B. Dalton, born November 14, 1858 in Centerville, Davis, Utah.
6-Mary Rosetta Dalton, born April 23, 1859 in Circleville, Piute, Utah.
7-Myron Roundy Dalton, born September 11, 1861 in Centerville, Davis, Utah.
8-Morgan Pedon Dalton, born June 06, 1867 in Fillmore, Millard, Utah.
9-Sarah Louisa Dalton, born July 16, 1870 in Circleville, Piute, Utah
Charles Wakeman Dalton & Elizabeth Ann Heskett Allred:
1-Orson Allred Dalton, born November 17, 1851 in Parowan, Iron, Utah.
2-Brigham Wakeman Dalton, born January 03, 1854 in Cedar City, Iron, Utah.
3-George Franklin Dalton, born November 22, 1856 in Harmony, Washington C, Utah.
4-Ann Elizabeth Dalton, born December 20, 1858 in Centerville, Davis, Utah.
5-Monetta Dalton, born January 21, 1860 in Centerville, Davis, Utah.
6-Landon Dalton, born September 30, 1862 in Centerville, Davis, Utah.
7-Elvira Dalton, born February 09, 1865 in Chicken Creek, Juab, Utah.
8-Martin Carrell Dalton Sr., born February 17, 1867 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
9-Harriett Dalton, born January 27, 1870 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
10-Effie Pearl Dalton, born February 17, 1875 in Wild Cat Canyon, Washington, Utah.
Charles Wakeman Dalton & Sarah Jane Lee:
1-Heber J. Dalton, born September 12, 1853 in Cedar City, Iron, Utah.
2-William Dalton, born May 07, 1855 in Fort Harmony, Washington, Utah.
3-Henrietta Dalton, born January 13, 1857 in Fort Harmony, Washington, Utah.
4-John Doyle Dalton, born April 09, 1859 in Fort Harmony, Washington, Utah.
5-Agatha Ann Dalton, born April 05, 1861 in Centerville, Davis, Utah.
6-Mary Rosebell Dalton, born September 10, 1863 in Centerville, Davis, Utah.
7-Sarah Vilate Dalton, born August 10, 1866 in Fillmore, Millard, Utah.
8-Sadie Luella Dalton, born January 29, 1869 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
9-Thadeus Walter Dalton, born May 01, 1871 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
10-Lucy Underwood Dalton, adopted.
Charles Wakeman Dalton & Sarah Lucinda Lee:
1-Charles W. Dalton, born early in 1868 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
2-Rosette Dalton, born before 1869 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
3-Arthur Lee Dalton, born September 18, 1869 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
4-Belle D. Dalton, born June 01, 1871 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
5-Guy Annable Dalton, born April 21, 1876 in Circleville, Piute, Utah.
6-Ida Foscue Dalton, born February 04, 1878 in Circleville, Piute, Utah.
7-Ernest Raymond Skurlock Dalton, born May 28, 1879 in St. George, Washington, Utah.
8-Clifford Wakeman Dalton, born February 18, 1882 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
Charles Wakeman Dalton & Emma Roberta Lee:
There were no children.
The names of Charles W. Dalton’s children in order of their birth:
1.Charles Albert Dalton, born August 26, 1848 in Devils Gate, Sweetwater, Wyoming.
2. Orson Allred Dalton, born November 17, 1851 in Parowan, Iron, Utah.
3. Marvin Burke Dalton, born March 09, 1853 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
4. Heber J. Dalton, born September 12, 1853 in Cedar City, Iron, Utah.
5. Brigham Wakeman Dalton, born January 03, 1854 in Cedar City, Iron, Utah.
6. Frances Ann Dalton, born July 09, 1854 in Cedar City, Iron, Utah.
7. William Dalton, born May 07, 1855 in Fort Harmony, Washington, Utah.
8. Juliette Dalton, born June 13, 1856 in Cedar City, Iron, Utah.
9.George Franklin Dalton, born November 22, 1856 in Harmony, Washington, Utah.
10. Henrietta Dalton, born January 13, 1857 in Fort Harmony, Washington, Utah.
11. Erastus B. Dalton, born November 14, 1858 in Centerville, Davis, Utah.
12. Ann Elizabeth Dalton, born December 20, 1858 in Centerville, Davis, Utah.
13. John Doyle Dalton, born April 09, 1859 in Fort Harmony, Washington, Utah.
14. Mary Rosetta Dalton, born April 23, 1859 in Circleville, Piute, Utah.
15. Monetta Dalton, born January 21, 1860 in Centerville, Davis, Utah.
16. Agatha Ann Dalton, born April 05, 1861 in Centerville, Davis, Utah.
17. Myron Roundy Dalton, born September 11, 1861 in Centerville, Davis, Utah.
18. Landon Dalton, born September 30, 1862 in Centerville, Davis, Utah.
19. Mary Rosebell Dalton, born September 10, 1863 in Centerville, Davis, Utah.
20 Elvira Dalton, born February 09, 1865 in Chicken Creek, Juab, Utah.
21. Sarah Vilate Dalton, born August 10, 1866 in Fillmore, Millard, Utah.
22. Martin Carrell Dalton Sr., born February 17, 1867 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
23. Morgan Pedon Dalton, born June 06, 1867 in Fillmore, Millard, Utah.
24. Charles W. Dalton, born sometime in 1868 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
25. Sadie Luella Dalton, born January 29, 1869 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
26. Rosette Dalton, born before 1869 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
27. Arthur Lee Dalton, born September 18, 1869 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
28. Harriett Dalton, born January 27, 1870 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
29. Sarah Louisa Dalton, born July 16, 1870 in Circleville, Piute, Utah
30. Thadeus Walter Dalton, born May 01, 1871 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
31. Belle D. Dalton, born June 01, 1871 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
32. Effie Pearl Dalton, born February 17, 1875 in Wild Cat Canyon, Washington, Utah.
33. Guy Annable Dalton, born April 21, 1876 in Circleville, Piute, Utah.
34. Ida Foscue Dalton, born February 04, 1878 in Circleville, Piute, Utah.
35. Ernest Raymond Skurlock Dalton, born May 28, 1879 in St. George, Washington, Utah.
36. Clifford Wakefield Dalton, born February 18, 1882 in Beaver, Beaver, Utah.
So by looking at the above birth dates of Charles Wakeman’s children, we can see where he probably built cabins for his wifes at the time, or at least his wives lives
1851 in Parowan, Iron Co. with Elizabeth Ann Allred.
1853 in Beaver, Beaver Co. with Sarah Jane Lee.
1853 in Cedar City, Iron Co. with Julietta Bowen.
1854 in Cedar City, Iron Co. with Elizabeth Ann Allred.
1854 in Cedar City, Iron Co. with Julietta Bowen.
1855 in Fort Harmony, Washington Co. with Sarah Jane Lee.
1856 in Cedar City, Iron Co. with Julietta Bowen.
1856 in Harmony, Washington Co. with Elizabeth Ann Allred.
1857 in Fort Harmony, Washington Co. with Sarah Jane Lee.
1858 in Centerville, Davis Co. with Julietta Bowen.
1858 in Centerville, Davis Co. with Elizabeth Ann Allred.
1859 in Fort Harmony, Washington Co. with Sarah Jane Lee.
1859 in Circleville, Piute Co. with Julietta Bowen.
1860 in Centerville, Davis Co. with Elizabeth Ann Allred.
1861 in Centerville, Davis Co. with Julietta Bowen.
1861 in Centerville, Davis Co. with Sarah Jane Lee.
1862 in Centerville, Davis Co. with Elizabeth Ann Allred.
1863 in Centerville, Davis Co. with Sarah Jane Lee.
1865 in Chicken Creek, Juab Co. with Elizabeth Ann Allred.
1866 in Fillmore, Millard Co. with Sarah Jane Lee.
1867 in Beaver, Beaver Co. with Elizabeth Ann Allred.
1867 in Fillmore, Millard Co. with Julietta Bowen.
1868 in Beaver, Beaver Co. with Sarah Lucinda Lee.
1869 in Beaver, Beaver Co. with Sarah Lucinda Lee.
1869 in Beaver, Beaver Co. with Sarah Jane Lee.
1869 in Beaver, Beaver Co. with Sarah Lucinda Lee.
1870 in Beaver, Beaver Co. with Elizabeth Ann Allred.
1870 in Circleville, Piute Co. with Julietta Bowen.
1871 in Beaver, Beaver Co. with Sarah Jane Lee.
1871 in Beaver, Beaver Co. with Sarah Lucinda Lee.
1875 in Wild Cat Canyon, Washington Co. with Elizabeth Ann Allred.
1876 in Circleville, Piute Co. with Sarah Lucinda Lee.
1878 in Circleville, Piute Co. with Sarah Lucinda Lee.
1879 in St. George, Washington Co. with Sarah Lucinda Lee.
1882 in Beaver, Beaver Co. with Sarah Lucinda Lee.
If you look at the date of birth of Charles Wakeman’s last child, February 18, 1882 you will see he was 56 years old when this child was born.
By Dalton family tradition Charles Wakeman Dalton died while living with one of his sons in Beaver Utah on June 8, 1883. This son must have been John Doyle Dalton.
He is buried in the Beaver City Cemetery next to another son, Brigham.
Charles Wakeman Dalton
Charles Wakeman Dalton was a Farmer, Rancher, Mailman, Sheriff, Constable, Store owner, Sawmill operator and owned a freight company. He was also a polygamist. C.W. as his friends called him was an early Latter-day Saint and Utah pioneer that helped to settle some of the small towns in Southern Utah in the early 1850's. He married five wives. From all the reports we have, Charles Wakeman Dalton was a good father to his children and supported his wives until later on in his life when he started to have a drinking problem. Yes our Charles didn’t practice his religion, as he needed to. He attended Church often in his early life, but as the years went on he was on the road with his freighting company and couldn’t find the time to attend. We will assume that he prayed for himself and his family every night before he turned in to sleep, after all he had been taught by his father, Simon Cooker Dalton and his Uncles to follow the teaching of his Church.
Charles W. Dalton was divorced by at least three of his wives (See Lucinda Lee Dalton’s
History) for many reasons, but the main one’s was his heavy liking to the “grape” and his indifference to the needs of his extended family.
Charles W. owned the sawmill with others in Pine Valley Utah. He owned the freighting Co. with a man named Richard Clayton in which they operated out of Beaver City. The general store also in Beaver City was co-owned with some of his family. Charles W. hauled freight from Salt Lake City in the north, and as far south as the Arizona strip in the south.
The following was found in the Pacific Coast Directory, listing the Dalton surname:
1867 -- Occupation -- Location:
J. P., Clergyman (Roman Catholic), Grass Valley, Nevada Co., CA.
Henry, Fruit & Grain, Azuza Ranch, Los Angeles Co., CA.
Brigs & Dalton Livery, Ukiah, Mendocino Co., CA.
Bartlet-Hallett & Dalton Proprietors, San Francisco, CA.
Frank, Attorney, Lewiston Nez Perce, Idaho Terr.
Clayton & Dalton Merchants, Beaver Co., UT. (Charles Wakeman Dalton)
Edward, Iron Co. Selectman, Iron Co., UT. (Cousin of Charles W. Dalton)
Charles W. was also the son-in-law of John D. Lee. (See some history of the Mormon Meadows Massacre below)
One of his wives, Lucinda Lee Dalton tells us in her autobiography that she thinks some of the Dalton men were involved in this terrible Mormon tragedy. We know this not to be true! Charles Wakeman Dalton was somewhere in the north hauling freight when this event took place. Although all the Dalton men in Southern Utah probable know all the details that nobody else did, they kept their mouths shut.
Charles Wakeman Dalton:
Charles Wakeman Dalton was born July 10th 1826 in Wysox, Bradford Co. Penn. on a little farm called Dalton Hollow. He was the first son of Simon Cooker Dalton & Anna Wakeman (see source: “The Settler” newspaper article on the marriage of Simon and Anna Wakeman) In the late fall of 1835, the entire Dalton clan sold out, lock stock and barrel, packed up and moved to Washtenaw, County Michigan.
The Dalton's had heard about the Church of Latter-Day Saints, and Charles W. Dalton was the first Dalton to be baptized by the Saints on April 27th 1843.
We find Charles W. Dalton in New York State sometime before 1847, probably on a mission for his church, where he met and married his first wife, Julietta E. Bowen on Jan. 13, 1847 in New York. Charles and Julietta crossed Lake Erie by a large boat on there way west to Nauvoo to join the other saints.
They lived in Nauvoo during the good times, before the mobs drove them out. We really don’t know much about Charles W. Dalton while he was in Nauvoo, but it can be assumed he was right along side his uncle’s and cousins helping build the Temple.
Charles W. Dalton and his family crossed the plains in 1849 with the Samuel Gully/Orson Spencer Company. With him were his wife, Juliette and his son Charles Albert. They arrived in Salt Lake City between September 22-24 1849. Charles W. Dalton settled near the other Dalton's in Salt Lake City.
While living in SLC Charles W. Dalton married wife # 2, Elizabeth Heskett Allred on Nov. 2nd 1850. Charles W. Dalton owned Lot # 7, on block 40 in Salt Lake City. This is near the present day 7th, East and 4th, South.
In Salt Lake City in 1848, with the arrival of the last wagon train of the season, there were now approximately 5,000 saints in the Valley. There were at least three forts built at this point. Each of these forts was about half a mile long and 40 rods wide. Within these forts, the Territory of Deseret was organized. The first legislature met here and the first school was taught. For safety purposes, these forts is where all the Dalton's would spend they’re first winter in the Valley.
In Feb. of 1849 the residents of the Territory organized a temporary government which they called the "State of Deseret.” After many debates, in Sept. of 1850, an act of Congress created the "Territory of Utah." Congress did not make it a state because too many Southern States did not want another Anti-slavery State added to the union. Brigham Young was appointed Governor of the Territory.
Before we continue with the story of Charles W. Dalton, lets read an explanation about polygamy. Almost all of our Dalton ancestors after they joined the Latter-day Saints practiced plural marriage.
Polygamy, or plural marriage, was practiced by a small percentage of the Mormon pioneers and is perhaps the most misunderstood practice of all Mormondom. Supporting plural wives, financially and emotionally, was never an easy thing to do as many men now could attest from being married to only one. The members of the Church followed "the principle," as it was often called, for religious reasons.
Plural marriage served a practical purpose for the Mormon pioneers as well, allowing for women to be cared for even if there were not enough men, as well as lifting the burden of some household responsibilities. A pair of wives who shared a house, for example, shared household responsibilities.
Brigham Young explained part of the purpose of plural marriage in his response to the question: What is the largest number of wives belonging to any one man? Brigham Young said, "I have 15, I know no one who has more; but some of those sealed to me are old ladies who I regard rather as mothers than wives, but whom I have taken home to cherish and support."
The practice of polygamy was one that caused a great deal of controversy. Laws were passed against polygamy, and Utah was denied statehood for a time because it was still accepted.
Throughout the history of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints the subject of polygamy has been a burning issue. During the early 1840s the church’s founder, Joseph Smith, at first privately advocated the practice of plural marriage, calling it a most holy and important doctrine, and teaching that a fullness of exaltation in the hereafter could not be reached without obedience to the principle.
After Smith’s martyrdom in Illinois in 1844, a small group of church leaders who had been entrusted with the teaching of polygamy continued to practice it. When the Latter-day-Saints came to Utah in 1847, this group formed the nucleus of leadership for the colonization of the Great Basin. Here, they hoped to practice their religion free of persecution. But even in such a far-flung place they could not escape public outcry when the church officially announced its advocacy of polygamy in 1852.
Polygamy was one of the most memorable, if not flamboyant, tenets of the Mormon Church. Church leaders, after more than a century and a half of first defending, then rejecting and finally denouncing the controversial practice, would like to forget it ever happened. The curious thing about polygamy is that for all the anguish it caused, it was never practiced by more than 20 % of the Mormon population. "It was not a very easy system to maintain. There were practical difficulties--financial problems, personality conflicts, wives and children not getting along. It was always a difficult system."
Mormon leader Brigham Young had 56 wives, but the average number was three, and an "acceptable number" for men who wanted to get ahead in the church hierarchy was two.
Many men took a second wife just to satisfy the letter of the law, because you could not rise in the church-controlled community if you were not a polygamist."
However lukewarm most Mormons may have felt about polygamy, it became a hot political issue almost immediately when in 1849, the State of Deseret, the original Mormon name for Utah, sought annexation to the Union. Most accounts of polygamy in the press of the rest of the nation were inaccurate, portrayed, as "Mormon harems dominated by lascivious males with hyperactive libidos."
That sensational tableau so gripped the nation that the Mormons were in almost continual conflict with the federal government. In 1879, the U.S. Supreme Court delivered an opinion on polygamy. In Reynolds vs. the United States, the court declared that laws "cannot interfere with mere religious belief and opinions, but they may with practices.” Utah was admitted as a state in 1896, following a public pronouncement by the church president "advising members against contracting new plural marriages."
But church-sanctioned polygamy continued on a covert basis until 1904.
Continuing the Charles W. Dalton story:
On Jan. 14th, 1849, Salt Lake City was divided into 17 Church Wards, each containing nine city blocks. The Dalton's chose land a few blocks east and south of the old fort. It was here the 10th Ward was organized on Feb. 22nd, 1848. For protection, a fence was built around the Ward boundaries. 10th Ward records show: “John Dalton, Edward Dalton, Charles Dalton, Henry Dalton donated, self and teams for two days work"
The Census of Salt Lake County in 1851 shows:
House No. 46. Head of household, Occupation, age sex State Born
Charles W. Dolton (Blacksmith) 24 M Penn.
Juliet 22 F N.Y.
Charles A. 1 M Deseret
Merritt Bowen (Bro. of Juliet) 18 M N.Y.
Next we find Charles W. Dalton and his family living in Fillmore, Utah were Charles carried the mail by horseback. This work kept him away from home and family most of the time.
Julietta E. Bowen Dalton
Charles Wakeman Dalton was involved many of the other pioneers in helping to colonize “Dixie”
“The southern part of Utah was first colonized in the fall of 1849. It was ordered by the Presidency of the Church that Parley P. Pratt with a company of 50 men, should explore this area, which they called Dixie. Among these men were the following:
Charles W. Dalton, age 23, John Dalton Jr., age 49. Edward Dalton, age 22, (son of John Jr.) and John D. Lee, age 39.
Elder Parley P. Pratt was leading an exploring expedition in Southern Utah. His company consisted of about fifty men. In December they had visited the new settlement in Manti and then made there way south, reaching the site of present-day Parowan by Christmas Day. At that point, because of worn-out oxen, they divided into two groups. Elder Pratt took nineteen men with him to explore further to the south, while the rest of the brethren stayed with the cattle. Elder Pratt and his pack company explored the Virgin and Santa Clara River valleys.
The weather seemed like early spring. Buds were on the trees and new grass was springing up. During the previous week they started their return journey to the north and passed through the valley, which would later be named "Mountain Meadows." On Monday they were again reunited with the brethren at Center Creek, at the present-day site of Parowan. On Tuesday the company raised up a forty-foot liberty pool, flew a flag, and held a public dinner. They fired a cannon in celebration of the return of Elder Pratt's company. Later in the week the entire company began their long journey home. On Saturday they reached the present-day site of Beaver.
Elder Parley P. Pratt and his exploring company continued their journey back home. During the week they traveled between the site of present-day Beaver to Chalk Creek, the site of present-day Fillmore. At this point they encountered much snow. It continued to fall hard and made it impossible to travel any further with wagons and teams. It was decided to leave David Fullmer and some young men in charge of the wagons and cattle. Elder Pratt and twenty-three others would continue home on horses and mules. The bulk of the provisions would remain with the stranded company. They would have enough to be comfortable until the weather improved.
Elder Parley P. Pratt and his company struggled though deep snow, trying to make there way back to the Salt Lake Valley. At times the snow was waist-deep. Their horses became exhausted. They ended out the week camped three miles from Salt Creek. On Saturday Elder Pratt recorded: "In the morning we found ourselves so completely buried in snow that no one could distinguish the place where we lay. Some one rising, began shoveling the others out. This being found too tedious a business, I raised my voice like a trumpet, and commanded them to arise; when all at once there was a shaking among the snow piles, the graves were opened, and all came forth.
Conditions became desperate for Elder Parley P. Pratt's company returning from their expedition. They were almost out of provisions and were hampered in their travel by deep snow. It was decided to send Elder Pratt, Chauncy W. West, and Dimick B. Huntington ahead to Provo. They would then send back provisions. The snow was so deep that Elder Pratt and Brother West had to pound down a trail with their feet to make passage easier for the animals. On Sunday night they arrived at Summit Creek with frozen feet. On Monday morning they ate their last biscuit, traveled all day, and finally reached Provo at dark. A rescue party was quickly organized and sent south for the rest of the company. They found them at the site of present-day Payson.
Parley P. Pratt, after resting two days, continued his journey to Great Salt Lake City. He wrote, "After riding thirty-six miles on a mule, I took supper with a friend in Cottonwood, and, leaving the mule, started at sundown and walked the other ten miles which brought me once more to my home." On Saturday he gave a report of his expedition to Brigham Young.
Charles Wakeman Dalton returned to his home in Salt Lake City after this very trying exploration trip. In early January of 1851, Charles Wakeman Dalton again was in a group of men that was sent south to colonize Southern Utah. On Jan. 13, 1851, this company of men reached a spot near the present town of Parowan, on what was called Center Creek. On Jan 17, 1851 an election was held and the following town officials were elected: CHARLES W. DALTON as a Constable, John D. Lee as a Magistrate among others. William H. Dane, Edward Dalton and others laid out the town site, and then began surveying a location for a Fort. George A Smith officially named the new Fort, Louisa, in honor of Louisa Beaman, the first documented women to marry into polygamy among the Latter-Day Saints. Later that summer, Brigham Young and a large company arrived at the little Fort on the first annual tour of the Southern settlements. He renamed the new town site at Center Creek, Parawon. The Church Ward or Branch in Parowan at first was under the direction of the American Fork Stake.”
Source: Taken from a registry of names in Bishop's reports. G.S.L. City, Dec. 28th, 1852.
Charles W. Dalton married wife number 3, Sarah Jane Lee in Parowan on Dec. 31, 1852. Charles was in Salt Lake City when he married wife number 4, Sarah Lucinda Lee on Oct. 3, 1868. Charles also married his last wife, number 5, Emma Roberta Lee in S.L.C. on Oct. 9, 1871. Sarah Jane Lee was the daughter of John D. Lee of the Mountain Meadows Massacre fame. Sarah Lucinda Lee & Emma Roberta Lee were the Daughters of John Percival Lee.
In the spring of 1853 Brigham Young recognized the need of the Pioneers for clothing, food and iron ore for tools. Exploration in the early 1850’s confirmed the Southern half of Utah had the potently to grow cotton, grapes, figs, flax, hemp, rice, sugarcane, tobacco and produce iron ore. In May of 1854 Brigham Young sent a group of missionaries under the leadership of Rufus C. Allen to the South. This company arrived in Pine Valley, about 35 miles Northeast of St. George, Utah, on the headwaters of the Santa Clara Creek in early spring. Charles W. Dalton and family were in this company.
Some history of the Cotton Mission, taken from the book, “An Enduring Legacy”
Charles W. Dalton, was one of the many pioneers that helped build up this “Cotton Mission”
The successful culture of cotton at Santa Clara was the beginning of what came to be an important industry in the Virgin River Basin. In the spring of 1856 a body of converts from the southern states settled Washington Co. They were more or less familiar with the production of cotton in the south, but they were not familiar with irrigation and the alkaline soil which they were destined to encounter. The first group, under leadership of Samuel Adair, arrived on April 15, 1857.
Conditions for developing agriculture in Washington Co. were most difficult. By the time Brigham Young decided to augment the southern mission in 1861, nearly all of the original settlers of Washington Co. had left. The Virgin River taxed to the utmost the strength and patience of those who stayed. Summer floods and the high waters of the melting snows made their efforts to get the water onto the fine land on the left bank of the stream a perpetual nightmare. The first dam was built in 1857; it was washed out twice that season. This misfortune was repeated in 1858, and in 1859 the structure was destroyed three times.
The process was repeated for about thirty years with monotonous regularity. There may have been seasons when the dam stayed in, but if such cases occurred, they were certainly the exception, not the rule. A report of expenditures on dams and main canals from 1857 to 1865, compiled at the request of Wilford Woodruff, president of the Deseret Agricultural and Manufacturing Society, shows that Washington Co. had expended seventy thousand dollars and was at that time engaged in a project which when completed would bring the total to eighty thousand. This amount was nearly half the total amount expended by the entire county. In terms of today's values their expenditures ran into hundreds of thousands of dollars, since the usual amount allowed for a day's labor was two dollars; one-third more when working in the water. The amount spent up to 1853 when the dam and canal were finally completed is problematical, but it was undoubtedly a huge amount for so small a community to bear.
To make matters worse came the scourge of malaria. This dread affliction was present at Santa Clara, Heberville, and other settlements down the river, but at Washington it was most widespread and persistent. This sickness, coupled with the necessity for the hardest kind of labor, was enough to discourage the stoutest heart. Only the arrival of a new group of colonists in the year 1861 gave the people at Washington fresh courage to hang on. This undoubtedly prevented the abandonment of the place.
This small colony was in the nature of an experiment in cotton culture. Some say it was the first agricultural experiment station in the United States. At any rate, in January 1858 Brigham Young and others fitted out a small expedition under the leadership of Joseph Home, which arrived in February and commenced a dam in the Virgin River about a mile below the junction of the Santa Clara with the Virgin. The dam was completed by March 19, and crops of peas, potatoes and other garden vegetables were planted. About four hundred peach trees were set, and on May 6 the colonists began to plant cotton from seed they had obtained from the settlers at Santa Clara and Washington. In this work the men were helped by the Indians in return for plowing land for the natives farther down the stream.
There was the usual trouble with floods, and the river water made the men sick. Malaria added to their woes. However, in November 1858, Joseph Home and others left Heberville and took with them 575 pounds of ginned cotton and 160 gallons of molasses, which they delivered to the tithing office in Salt Lake City. The cost of this cotton was $3.40 per pound. Home returned again in 1859, and this time the company raised cotton for $1.90 per pound. While these costs were high, still it had been demonstrated that a good grade of cotton could be produced in Dixie.
Across the river from Heberville, or Price City as it was called from the time of the United Order, David H. Cannon and others began farming operations at Bloomington in 1870. Their ditch left the river at the site of the Heberville Dam. In later years the supply from this point was augmented by a small stream from the Santa Clara at a point where the Santa Clara joined the Virgin. Lars James Larsen successfully raised broom corn at Bloomington in 1875, and eventually broom making became quite an industry at that locality. Cooperative farming was tried there with varying success, but in 1880, the St, James company broke up, and the land came under the individual stockholders' control. The cost of water was high because of the trouble with the river, and farming there was an uphill business. Ben P. Wulffenstein, writing to the Deseret News in June 1886, said that already the water tax for that season was ten or twelve dollars per acre.
Farther up the river, Pocketville, or Virgin City as it came to be called, was settled, the town being laid out in April 1859. The river was dammed by the simple expedient of placing a big log across the stream, the ends of the log resting in slots cut in the sod of the river's banks. Smaller trees were then placed in the river with the butt ends resting on the log and the limbs pointing upstream.
The dam and ditch at Virgin were destroyed by the great flood of 1862, and much of the good farming land was washed away. In that same year the Upper Town Ditch, which tapped North Creek, was built at a cost of eighteen hundred dollars. When they turned the water into it, it would not run, for Chapman Duncan's surveys had evidently been faulty; the water simply refused to run uphill.
Newspaper article in the Deseret News, May 31, 1853. (This article tells about William M. Wall’s military inspection to the southern settlements in Utah.)
"Provo, May 31st 1853. At Harmony we received a hearty welcome from bros. John D. Lee and Charles W. Dalton, E. H. Grove and Solomom Chamberlain, and made to understand that we were at home, and had every attention paid to us that could be acceptable to a weary soldier. Our animals being weary, we thought best to tarry a day and rest. There were a dozen or more Piute Indians around. They appeared to be perfectly under control of Major Lee. They seemed honest, industrious and anxious to conform to the manners and customs of the whites. They excel all other Indians in these particulars, that I have ever met with in the mountains. I saw the son of the old Chief Toquar from the Rio Virgin, he seems well disposed and which to have the Mormons settle there and learn them to work; says they did know how to work once, but their fathers got to warring and became lazy and lost the art; said they were afraid of Chief Walker, and that he would kill their men and take their squaws and children prisoners. Fort Harmony is well situated on a commanding eminence on the north bluff of Ash Creek, and though small and few in numbers, it is secure and well stocked and the fort nearly all picketed in with ten-foot pickets. There is considerable timber, consisting of Pine, Cedar, Ash and Cottonwood. Here they made supper and had a dance in the evening in honor of our visit. The company was willing to do their duties, and we had prayers, morning and evening.
Harmony as a settlement dates back to the beginning of 1852, when John D. Lee settled, with his family, in a place subsequently known as Old Harmony. In December 1852, John D. Lee and others built a fort on Ash Creek called Harmony. At that time there were 15 men in the little colony capable of bearing arms, and six teams were constantly employed for some time in building the fort, which was surrounded by some excellent grazing land. Owing to Indian difficulties the settlement was temporarily abandoned in 1853, when the people moved to Cedar City, but in 1854, when the settlers returned, another location for a town was chosen and a fort called Fort Harmony built. This fort became a noted rendezvous for Indians who affiliated with the whites and John D. Lee was the Indian agent as well as the presiding Elder of the settlement at the beginning. This Fort Harmony was washed away in 1862.
On Jan. 4th 1856, the citizens of this large area sent a petition signed by thirty-two Men, the total male population, asking the Court for a County Government to be set up, with the county seat to be at Fort Harmony. The petition was granted and the Government was setup on Feb. 7th 1856, with John D. Lee as Probate Judge, Clerk and Assessor. The first order of business of the court was to try a case against Enos the Indian. The sheriff, CHARLES W. DALTON (sheriff from April 1856 to April 1857) was ordered to take Enos into custody and to summon 12 residents of the County to serve as jurors. Also some of the records of the Washington County Court held on Sept. 1856 tells of a application by Charles W. Dalton and others for the control of the timber in Pine Valley Canyons for milling of lumber. The Court was presided over by Judge John D. Lee and Lee made the following Grant. "Where as the control of water, timber and grass of Pine Valley is hereby granted to Charles W. Dalton. Loronzo W. Roundy, John Blackburn and Robert Richy for the purpose specified and the privilege of so much said water as will be necessary to irrigate two acres of land for gardens; also the control of the springs in Grass Valley for irrigation.”
History of Pine Valley Utah:
West of Cedar City there in the Pine Valley Mountains in southwestern Utah is the small town of Pine Valley at an elevation of 6700 feet. One of the camping places on the Old Spanish trail, Kane Springs, is not far to the west of Pine Valley, which would lead one to believe the fur trappers saw Pine Valley.
In 1846, Jedediah Smith and other explorers came to southern Utah trapping beaver. It would seem they might follow the Santa Clara Creek in search of those animals. In 1844 Fremont ascended the Santa Clara. There is, however, no apparent record of white men going into Pine Valley until the Mormons came.
Brigham Young sent exploring parties to find places for Saints moving west to settle. When Parley P. Pratt returned from one of these trips he reported there were acceptable valleys around Cedar City and Parowan and told of snow capped mountains near there. John D. Lee settled in Harmony in 1852. Soon, missionaries were sent to the Indians on the Rio Virgin. We do know that our Charles Wakeman Dalton was with Lee at this time.
Charles W. Dalton was to marry Lee’s daughter, Sarah Jane on Dec. 31, of that year.
The story of discovery goes that Gunlock Bill Hamblin, brother of Jacob Hamblin, and Isaac Riddle were in charge of mission cattle near Santa Clara, and as they moved the cattle north for summer grazing, Isaac tracked a straying cow over the hills and down into the lush green meadows of Pine Valley.
It was not very long until
the worth of the valley for its timber was determined, as the Deseret News
March 5, 1856 says:
“Jehu Blackburn and Co. have erected a splendid sawmill in Pine Valley about 25 miles southwest of Cedar City, and near an extensive tract of pine timber of superior quality, equal to that of Parowan.”
Robert Gardner Jr., in his
diary, indicates that in the latter part of 1861:
“I and Brother Snow went to Cedar City to attend a sale of the property belonging to the Old Iron Works, to pay a debt which was owing to the Deseret News Office. We came home by way of Pinto settlement and Pine Valley. That was the first time I had seen that place. I liked its appearance very much. Timber then grew all over the upper end of the valley, and all around the face of the mountains. There was good grass over the valley and hills with good black soil in the valley. There was a nice stream of soft running water and many nice cold springs. The valley was high and cold. There was one sawmill in Pine Valley. It had been making lumber, but was not running at that time on account of low water. The Springs were not sufficient to run a flutter wheel mill.”
James G. Bleak was the historian for the Dixie Mission and secretary to Brigham Young. He mentioned occurrences that took place in Pine Valley in his writings, “Annals of the Southern Utah Mission.” Some of those things that relate to this historical sketch are quoted here.
“In Sept. of 1856 a petition filed by Charles W. Dalton and Co. [Dalton, L. W. Roundy, Jeru Blackburn and Robert Richey] was presented, asking control of the water, timber and grass in Pine Valley canyons and for mill purposes and the privilege of so much of said water as will be necessary to irrigate two acres of land for gardens. Said Dalton and Co. under the sanction of this Act are hereby entitled to all the rights belonging to petitioners of the same nature, to have and to hold as the same as long as they continue to sub-serve the interests of the settlements.
1860 – This year the settlers who first located in Pine Valley in the fall of ‘55 and spring of ‘56, and who had confined their labor to the production of lumber and shingles to furnish Washington, Santa Clara, Pinto and Harmony were joined by Wm. R. Slade and family, John Hawley and family, George Hawley and family and Joseph Hatfield and shortly after by Robert L. Lloyd of Washington. Whereupon a LDS branch was organized on Monday, October 1, 1860, with Elder John Hawley as President, to be under the jurisdiction of Santa Clara Ward.
The lumber cut in Pine Valley was of excellent quality, and certainly the place was well-fitted for the main purpose of its settlement, namely, to furnish lumber for the needs of the Cotton Mission.”
The Deseret, May 12, 1863:
“Pine Valley is a delightful place. It abounds in large pines of easy access. The hills in almost every direction are covered with pines and cedars and in some places there are groves down to the level land where teams can pass through them without obstruction. There are 12 dwellings here with one good sawmill in operation and two more being built. A shingle machine is nearly completed. Grass is abundant and the soil and water is excellent; but not much will be done here in agriculture, as the design of this mission is to furnish lumber for building the new locations in the Cotton Mission.”
Continuing on with the story of Charles Wakeman Dalton:
Sometime during the year of 1860, the Dalton's probably received a letter from their sisters in Michigan announcing the death of their mother, Betsy Cooker Dalton. She was well into her 90's at this time.
Next we find Charles W. Dalton on June 26, 1865 as a settler of Chicken Creek, which was located about one and one half miles from the present site of Levan, Utah.
The Deseret News reports:
"The following settlers of Chicken Creek petitioned the Church Authorities for a branch government. These people were: Martin Rollins , Edsol Elmer, George Ellison, William Morgan, Robert Rollins, Seth Ollorton, Antomima Tidwell, Nancy Sly, Norman Wilson Hartley, Frederick Green, Jimer Palmer, James Kettleman and CHARLES W. DALTON. These people and others built homes, planted gardens, orchards and fields of wheat. As years went by however, they came to the conclusion that this was not a very good site to have their community. So after 6 to 8 years they decided to find another home site.
In the winter of 1856 George A Smith found an area that could potentially provide good pasturage for cattle and farming. Near by canyons also had abundant timber for lumber and available water for a mill. This place was named Beaver, for the many Beaver Dams that were abundant in the streams. In 1858 Beaver’s population received a boost from Mormons leaving San Bernardino, California, at the on set of the Utah War.
In 1865-1868 the inhabitants of Circleville, Utah abandoned their community because of the Black Hawk War and made their way to Beaver before returning to Circleville after the war was over.
The story of the Black Hawk
War of 1865 to 1867:
The Black Hawk Indian War was the longest and most destructive conflict between pioneer immigrants and Native Americans in Utah History. The traditional date of the war's commencement is 9 April 1865 but tensions had been mounting for years. On that date bad feelings were transformed into violence when a handful of Utes and Mormon frontiersmen met in Manti, Sanpete County, to settle a dispute over some cattle killed and consumed by starving Indians. An irritated (and apparently inebriated) Mormon lost his temper and violently jerked a young chieftain from his horse. The insulted Indian delegation, which included a dynamic young Ute named Black Hawk, abruptly left, promising retaliation. The threats were not idle - for over the course of the next few days Black Hawk and other Utes killed five Mormons and escaped to the mountains with hundreds of stolen cattle. Naturally, scores of hungry warriors and their families flocked to eat "Mormon beef" and to support Black Hawk, who was suddenly hailed as a chief.
Encouraged by his success and increasing power, Black Hawk continued his forays, stealing more than two thousand head of stock and killing approximately twenty-five more whites that year. The young Ute by no means had the support of all of the Indians of Utah, but he succeeded in uniting factions of the Ute, Piute, and Navajo tribes into a very loose confederacy bent on plundering Mormons throughout the territory. Cattle were the main objectives of Black Hawk's offensives but travelers, herdsmen, and settlers were massacred when it was convenient. Contemporary estimates indicate that as many as seventy whites were killed during the conflict.
The years 1865 to 1867 were by far the most intense of the conflict. Latter-day Saints considered themselves in a state of open warfare. They built scores of forts and deserted dozens of settlements while hundreds of Mormon militiamen chased their illusive adversaries through the wilderness with little success. Requests for federal troops went unheeded for eight years. Unable to distinguish "guilty" from "friendly" tribesmen, frustrated Mormons at times indiscriminately killed Indians, including women and children.
In the fall of 1867 Black Hawk made peace with the Mormons. Without his leadership the Indian forces, which never operated as a combined front, fragmented even further. The war's intensity decreased and a treaty of peace were signed in 1868. Intermittent raiding and killing, however, continued until 1872 when 200 federal troops were finally ordered to step in.
Peter Gottfredson, Indian Depredations in Utah (1919); Carlton Culmsee, Utah's Black Hawk War: Lore and Reminiscences of Participants (1973).
Although the Black Hawk War of 1865-68 had been settled, citizens of southern Utah were still concerned about Indian Hostilities. The Federal Government ordered a Military Fort Built just east of Beaver. It was located on the north side of the Beaver River, about one-mile from the mouth of the canyon. This Fort only had a life span of eleven years. The new Fort was named after Col. Cameron of the 79th Highlanders, who was killed at the Battle of Bull Run during the American Civil War. Contracts were signed by men to build the new Fort, and the rocks were hauled by men who had large teams & wagons. Charles W. Dalton had one of these wagons.
The following stories are
from the diaries of John D. Lee showing his many dealings with his son-in-law,
Charles W Dalton:
Sunday, June 1st 1867 -
"Was camped out at Chicken Creek, met Charles W. Dalton with a drove of beef cattle en route to the city (S.L.C.) The bridge had been washed out by high water hence the crossing was muddy. In crossing, Dalton’s wagon upset in the creek & wet all their bedding, clothing and supplies. Also $130 in green backs."
Wednesday, June 4th 1867 -
"Left a mare with Julia Dalton (Charles 1st wife) at Fillmore by request of Charles W. Dalton."
Sunday, June 8th 1867 -
"This morning I eat breakfast with Betsey Dalton (Charles 2nd wife) and I promised to dine with Sarah and her family. The dinner was tasty. Sarah presented me with a photograph of herself and Charles. Also one of Betsy, all of which I put in my album."
Wednesday, Oct. 16th 1867 -
"At Beaver City I left my son Samuel P. Lee to stay with his sister Sarah Jane to go to school. We spent the day with Charles W. Dalton and family."
Tuesday, Nov. 28th 1867 -
"The roads were almost impassable on account of the mud an it was still raining at Chickin Creek. We met Charles W. Dalton, my son-in- law, of the firm of Dalton & Clayton on their way to the city (S.L.C.) with a drove of cattle of several hundred head. They had their barrage wagon upset in the creek and everything had got soaked. They encamped to dry things out."
Wednesday, Dec. 4th 1867 -
"We reached Beaver and stayed over night with my daughter Sarah Jane. We were kindly received by her husband Charles and family."
Tuesday, Jan. 30th 1868 -
"At 3 o-clock PM we arrived in Beaver at Charles Dalton’s place and delivered up the pork he had ordered. We took dinner with Julia & Betsey Dalton and had breakfast with them the next morning. Also dinned with my daughter Sarah on Weds."
Sunday, June 1st 1873 -
"This morning we held a public meeting. After the meeting we responded to the River’s edge, where Elder James Grover baptized Heber Dalton, the son of Charles W. Dalton & my daughter Sarah Jane."
The personal history of Sarah Jane Lee; Charles Wakeman Dalton’s 3rd wife.
Sarah Jane Lee was born 3 Mar 1838 in Vandalia, Fayette, Illinois. Sarah died 27 March, 1915 in Panguitch, Garfield, Utah, and was buried 29 March, 1915 in Panguitch, Garfield, Utah.
From her childhood, Sarah Jane had a vivid memory of the occasion when the Prophet Joseph and his brother, Hyrum, were killed, as she lived near the Smiths. When their bodies were brought home from Carthage Jail, she cried bitterly. One day the Prophet's mother took her into a room of the Smith home, which had an unused fireplace with a curtain around it and showed her the Egyptian mummies Joseph had received.
She crossed the plains with her father's company at the age of nine or ten years, walking most of the way with her aged grandmother, Abigail Shaffer, who died on the trail soon after they crossed the Missouri River. The company eventually arrived in the Salt Lake Valley in 1848. She lived around with her folks, as circumstances would permit, until she was fifteen years old, and then was persuaded to marry a polygamist, as the third wife of CHARLES DALTON. The ceremony was performed by George A. Smith. She had three children before she was twenty. She was in love with a young man when she married Dalton, so was not very happy with him. Charles Dalton married three other women after he married Sarah Jane, one of who was Lucinda Lee, not related.
Sarah Jane wanted her children to attend school. In order to pay for their tuition, she cleaned Lucinda's home, as well as doing the washing, ironing, and other various jobs for her. Sarah Jane always had to work very hard to educate and support her growing family since her husband provided very poorly for them.
After many years of marriage to Dalton, and bearing almost every privation, she decided to leave him and make a go of it on her own. A bishop's trial was held and she was granted a divorce. He was present at the proceedings and gave his consent for the separation. He gave her a small one-room house, which she sold for $150.00, and applied the money on a $600.00 home. She found a job at Minersville, Utah as the manager of a hotel and finished making the payments on the home. Sarah Jane Dalton gave her boys a small piece of land, a team of horses, and a few cows, which they turned over to the United Order, and came out of it with nothing. This experience embittered the boys to the extent that they did very little for or in the church thereafter. They worked very hard however to help their mother until they married and made homes for themselves.
When her ninth child was about seven years old, she met and married George McCook Underwood, who had come to Beaver when the army was stationed at Fort Cameron, just outside the town. He was a blacksmith and worked for the soldiers at the fort. On June 29, 1869, she had her tenth child, whom she named Lucy. She still had to work hard helping to provide for her family. After George left the service of the army, they moved to Marysvale, Utah, to work in the mines, which were booming at that time. She divorced him while living they’re, because of his heavy drinking, and moved to Beaver. Underwood went to Panguitch and put up a blacksmith shop, the only one in the vicinity for many years. He was an expert in this line, and could have made money but he continued drinking. Not many years before his death, he quit drinking and threw away his tobacco, tea, and coffee.
Sarah Jane spent several summers on the Prince Ranch at Panguitch Lake, making butter and cheese, which she sold for tax money and provisions. Later she re-married Underwood and lived with him until his death. Her worldly possessions were limited. They lived in a small frame house first and then in a two-room house across the street from the church. The third home they bought was a small house one block west of the church where they lived until both had passed away.
Read more about Sarah Jane Lee Dalton’s history in Chapter 10.
The history of Sarah Lucinda Lee:
Charles Wakeman Dalton's 4th wife.
Sarah Lucinda Lee was the daughter of John Percival Lee and Elisa Foscue, born in Coosa County, Alabama, Feb. 9, 1847. She was the second child born in the family of eight children. Her father John P. Lee took the family to DeWitt County, Texas, before 1849, where they joined a group of Mormons going to Utah. Her family started across the plains with the company of Thomas Johnson but they finished the journey in the company of Shadrack Roundy and arrived in Utah in 1850. John Percival Lee was one of a group of families sent on the San Bernardino mission, but they returned to Utah during the Utah War in 1857-58. Shortly after the settlement of towns in Southern Utah, the Lee family moved to Beaver, Utah, where Lucinda married Charles W. Dalton, and became the mother of a large family. The greater part of her life was spent in the school room as a teacher. "Aunt Lue," as she was affectionately known, by her friends and pupils, was one of the outstanding educators of the period. She was the mother of a large family, which always included a baby.
Sarah's Father, John Percival Lee was one of the best-remembered teachers in early Beaver days. He began teaching in his own home. It was a 2-room log house. His family lived in one room and he held school in the other.
Sarah Lucinda Dalton was living in Circleville, Utah, in 1876 when she wrote a autobiography letter to Mrs. E. B. Wells discussing her problem of being an educated, liberated woman in a world dominated by men. She was a sincere and energetic worker, and at all times brought out the best efforts of her pupils, and encouraged them to seek a higher and better education. Her students speak of her with love, and remember her untiring interest in their behalf. In the crude and rough buildings and with little or none of the equipment belonging to a schoolroom, she carried on, and kept the spirit of learning alive and active.
In the latter part of the 1880’s, she moved to Manti, Utah, where she continued her work of teaching. Some time later she went back to Ogden, Utah where she again taught school. She returned again to Manti where she spent her last days working in the Temple and attending to Church duties. During and after her years of teaching, she did considerable writing. Many of her articles were published in the Church papers and magazines. Also her talent for poetry was known and accepted, a small volume of her poems have been published. Sarah Lucinda was also linked to the women suffrage movement in Utah in 1885. Read Sarah Lucinda Dalton’s history in her own words in Chapter 10.
The following article is taken from Books on the Mountain Meadows Massacre in which John D. Lee was involved.
From the Book, The Mountain
by Juanita Brooks.
"Not only did George A. Smith carry significant orders to both the military and the Indians, but his preaching to the people in general was of such an inflammatory nature that it roused them to a high emotional pitch. Because of this, the fatal relationship between this visit and the massacre which followed scarcely a month later can hardly be overemphasized. George A. Smith stayed with his family in Parowan until Sat. Aug. 15, 1857, when he started in company with William H. Dame, Colonel Commanding, Captains C. C. Pendleton, Jesse N. Smith, Ellis Silas Smith, CHARLES W. DALTON, D. Cluff Jr. and others to visit the settlements in the south and complete the military organization in each."
The events of Sept. 6th to the 11th at Mountain Meadows are shrouded in secrecy and conflicting testimony. It is generally thought that the first Indian attack on the Fancher-Baker wagon train, which consisted of 135 men, women and children from Arkansas (also called the Missouri Wild Cats) going to southern California, accrued because the Indians claimed that the men of the wagon had earlier given them poisoned beef and a few Indians had died because of this bad meat. John D Lee was soon called on to manage these Indians. Lee traveled south with a hundred more Indians an quite a number of militia men from the southern communities of the district, mainly Cedar City, Johnson’s Fort, Harmony, Washington and Santa Clara.
An extension of the famed Nauvoo Legion was formed at Cedar Fort in Dec. 31, 1852. John D. Lee was a Major of the 4th Battalion. Many of the men involved in the
Mountain Meadows Massacre had been closely associated with Joseph Smith and some had been his guards. These same men had close contact with Brigham Young and respected him.
On Thursday about noon they were joined by several men from Cedar City and that evening John M. Higbee and Phillip Klingonsmith with a large force arrived from the same place. The Indians could not be stopped, and so the fate of the emigrants was decided on Friday, 11, Sept. 1857; under a flag of truce, John D. Lee entered the emigrant camp and convinced them to lay down their arms by promising safe conduct back to Cedar City. The disarmed men and women marched to the spot where they were killed by both Indians and Militiamen acting under military orders. The Militia men who refused to kill were told they could shoot into the air and then let the Indians finish the savage work! Records show that quite a few young children were not killed. Almost all of these children were much later returned to Arkansas. A couple of these children were taken into Mormon Families and raised as their own.
Through it all, messengers
hurried back and forth between Isaac C. Haight at Cedar City, and his superior
military officer, William H. Dane at Parowan, and between Lee at the Meadows.
Every account mentions these express riders without naming then, but Jesse N.
Smith identifies himself as one:
"Tuesday, Sept. 8th 1857. Was harvesting at Paragoonah when a boy brought me word that Col. Dane wished to see me. Went home at once and Col. Dane informed me that he had word by an Indian boy that the Indians had attacked the Emigrant Company at Mountain Meadows, and he wished me to proceed to Cedar City and ascertain the truth about the matter. EDWARD DALTON accompanied me. On Weds. 9th Sept. Dalton and myself rode on to Pinto, where hearing the word unmistakable confirmed, we rode back to Cedar to report."
Afterward no one wanted to accept responsibility for this tragedy. The men swore not to tell what happened. Both the days immediately after the tragedy and over the next 140 years a variety of conflicting explanations of the participation of Southern Utah men. The Federal Government spent 2 decades trying to apprehend and punish the participants, but its efforts failed as the tight knit Mormon society closed ranks and protected its members. In Nov. of 1874 however, John D. Lee was arrested. He stood trial twice in the district court at Beaver, where his daughter Sarah and Charles W. Dalton lived. The first jury failed to agree on his guilt. In a second trial Lee was convicted and sent to prison. After a few years in prison John D. Lee was taken to the very spot of the Mountain Meadows killings and was executed in March of 1877. Other’s involved lived hunted and haunted and bore the remorse of their involvement. These men were considered leaders in their communities and churches. Did our ancestor Charles W. Dalton have anything to do with this Mormon tragedy? Remember he was in constant contact with John D. Lee and was an official of the town of Harmony. Was he a member of the Iron County Militia? He was supposedly miles to the North when the call came to go help his father- in- law John D. Lee. We can only assume he and the other Dalton’s in Southern Utah at this time were not there.
The article below has mention of our Charles Wakeman Dalton:
The following is the
testimony of Phillip Klingensmith who was involved along with John D. Lee in
the Mountain Meadows massacre. This was during the trial of John D. Lee in
Beaver City Utah.
Klingensmith went on to testify that he was in the militia ranks at the time when the order to halt and fire was given. "Every man fired as far as I know. I fired once," said he. He was about twenty feet from the nearest emigrant.
In response to an inquiry by the defendant's counsel, "You first shot over his head, I presume?" the witness responded, "I didn't think I did. I would not swear that I hit him or not. I might have hit him."
Question: "Didn't you make an effort to hit him?"
Answer: "Of course I did; obeying orders to the fullest capacity."
Whether or not Lee acted under Haight's advice in reporting to the Governor, it is certain that he did not relate the facts of the case. He placed the blame entirely upon the Indians, without intimating that any white man was connected with the crime. He explained the presence of the surviving children in the settlements by saying that the Indians had sold them to the whites.
The witness proceeded with his narrative, saying that he thought there were about fifty men among the emigrants. He further said that Higbee directed him to take charge of the children. One of these was wounded severely, and subsequently died. The witness did as he was commanded, and collected seventeen children, whom he afterwards distributed with families in Cedar City and other places. By instruction of Haight, he also took charge of some of the property of the emigrants which the Indians had not carried off. He did not take it, however, in the capacity of Bishop, but only to store it, awaiting orders. This property was afterwards disposed of at auction. It was arranged that John D. Lee should report the whole transaction, as directed by Isaac C. Haight, to Governor Young, and Lee informed the witness, in the following October, that he had done so. After this, the witness, with John D. Lee and Charles Hopkins, had called upon the Governor [Brigham Young] and the latter directed Lee, as Indian agent and interpreter, to take charge of the property left by the emigrants. Nothing was said at that time of the circumstances of the massacre; as the Governor remarked that he did not wish to hear it talked of. At the time of the massacre "the hills were full of Indians" who took part in the butchery.
In response to a question by Mr. Baskin: "Do you know whether any of those orders that led to that massacre emanated from George A. Smith, and if so state what it was?" Klingensmith said: "No, sir; not that I know of."
The witness admitted that he received and kept a span of mules and two wagons
which, had belonged to the emigrants. He had resigned the office of Bishop of
Cedar Ward in 1858 or 1859, and moved away shortly afterward. About 1870 he
heard that he had been cut off from the Mormon Church. Before he became a
resident of Nevada he had only stated the facts regarding the massacre to one
man—CHARLES DALTON, Lee's son-in-law. He had not conversed on the
subject with Jacob Hamblin, nor did he, when Hamblin said that he would rather
Buchanan should hear of all the men in Utah being killed than give his consent
to the killing of women and children, reply, "If you break out that way
around the mouth, we will have to take care of you." During the
consultations at the Meadows he had not raised his voice against the proposed
slaughter because he "had no authority to do so." He denied,
however, having advocated the commission of the deed.
James Pearce, a witness who resided in Washington County, testified that he regarded Klingensmith as "one of the officers, as he seemed to have a good deal to say about it frequently;" that "he was the biggest chief there."
Statements such as those made by Klingensmith, Lee and others have been the basis of charging the massacre to men "high in authority" among the Mormons, yet the highest officials which these accounts, in their broadest scope, can be made to implicate are Dame and Haight, Colonel and Lieutenant-Colonel of the Iron County militia, and the former is only included by hearsay testimony. Lee says that he received written instructions from Haight, and heard the latter say that his orders were from Colonel Dame—an assertion that the latter denied.”
History of Utah by Orson F. Whitney, Volume 2, Chapter XXVIII 1874–1875.
Because of the shadow cast by the killings, many Iron County families moved to other settlements including Charles W. Dalton who moved his family across the mountain to Circleville in May of 1874. Charles had probably heard about "Circle Valley" from the Circleville residents that had lived in Beaver during their exile, because of the Black Hawk War. He was the first Mormon to resettle in Circleville proper. There were only four other families living in the area, James Kettleman, Ransom Mitchell, Josephus Wade and James Whittaker. He was followed by his son, Charles Albert and wife, Sarah Jane Wiley in 1875.
We are continuing to look for any records that will show where Charles W. owned land in Circleville, Utah. We do know it was by the Sevier River and he must have built two houses for his two wives that he brought with him. He later also had his third wife, Sarah Lucinda Lee with him in Circleville. Julietta and Elizabeth both lived long, but lonely lives in this beautiful valley. Both are buried in the Circleville Cemetery.
Charles W. Dalton never stayed long in Circleville because he took Lucinda and Sarah St. George and Beaver to live. He was also on the road with his wagons hauling freight and at the end of his life he owned a meat market in Beaver.
From the Southern Utonian - 7-22-1882 newspaper:
CITY MEAT MARKET
C. W. DALTON,
Begs leave to announce to the residents of Beaver and vicinity, that he is now prepared to supply them with the choicest cuts of best grass-fed BEEF VEAL and MUTTON in the market, at the lowest prices.
CASH PAID FOR BEEF STOCK ON DELIVERY.
SHOP: Three doors south of Co-op. store.
Charles Wakeman Dalton, after a long and most of the time a very hard life, died on June 18 1883 in Beaver Utah after falling into a creek while on his way home from having a few rounds of drink with his friends.... so it is told. Charles Wakeman is buried next to his son Brigham, in the Beaver City Cemetery in grave A-6-2, forth row from the west fence.
Drowned. - A few days ago an aged man named Charles W. Dalton of Beaver fell into an irrigation canal near his residence being enfeebled at the time of the accident from having been effected with chills, he was unable to get got out of the water. When found, life was so nearly extinct that all efforts at resuscitation failed and he expired shortly afterwards. The particulars are given in the Beaver County record.
Source: Deseret News - 7-18-1883.
He was a true pioneer, very enterprising and was involved in many of the events of the settling of Southern Utah.
The Official LDS Church
records of Charles Wakeman Dalton:
Source: From the CD: LDS Family Suite 2, by Ancestry Inc. Orem Utah.
Dalton, Charles Wakeman.
Birth: Dalton, Charles Wakeman - Date: July 10, 1826 - Place: Wysox, Bradford, PA. Parents: Dalton, Charles Wakeman - Father: Dalton, Simon Cooker
Mother: Annabel, Anna
(Note: The last name of Annabel has been proven wrong. It is “Wakeman.”)
Death: Dolton, Charles Wakeman - Date: June 18, 1883
Church Ordinance Data: Dalton, Charles Wakeman
Baptism - Date: July 10, 1836
Temple Ordinance Data: Dalton, Charles Wakeman
Endowment - Date: February 2, 1846
Temple: Nauvoo, Hancock, IL.
On the day that Charles
Wakeman Dalton received his Endowments in the Nauvoo Temple:
The City of Joseph, Monday, February 2, 1846.
The weather was fine, but the streets were muddy. A record two hundred thirty-four people received their Temple ordinances.
At 10:00 a.m., the Twelve, Trustees and few others met in council to discuss starting the exodus from Nauvoo. It was agreed that they should start as soon as possible. Boats should be made ready to take the wagons and teams over the river. When a family is called to go, everything must be put into the wagon within four hours. They knew that their enemies had resolved to intercept them, whenever they started. They wanted to push on as far as possible before the mob was aware of their movements.
Hosea Stout and his wife went to the Temple to be sealed, but no sealings were being performed on this day. He had a talk with Brigham Young regarding the police. President Young was satisfied with some things but instructed him regarding areas of improvement. He gave him some good council regarding governing men. Later Brother Stout and a couple other men went to the river to procure boats.
At 4:00 p.m., a meeting of captains of hundreds and fifties was held at Father Cutlers where instructions were given by Brigham Young. Much activity started within the companies to actively prepare to leave Nauvoo.
At sundown, Brigham Young returned to the Temple and continued to work there until 9:00 p.m. Hosea Stout and his wife were sealed at 9:30. Before he left, he instructed the clerks to not stop recording until the records of the endowments were finished.
Heber C. Kimball and Brigham Young went to Willard Richard's office where they met in council. They also walked into the garden and examined his grove of chestnut trees and the grave of his wife, Jennetta who died July 9, 1845. They returned to the office and prayed to the Lord, asking for instructions regarding the saints and received answers. They retired around 1:00 a.m.
For the above history of Charles Wakeman Dalton.
History of the Church, Vol.7, Ch.38, p.578
Hosea Stout Diary (1846), vol. 2, typescript, BYU-S, p.137 - p.138
Thomas Bullock Journal, BYU Studies Vol. 31, No 1
"I was called to Dixie, the Virgin River basin" by Andrew Karl Larson;
"The pioneers of the Southwest ‘ by Joseph Fish;
"Mormon Chronicle" by John D. Lee;
"A history of Iron County" by Janet Burton Seegmiller;
"A history of Washington County" by Douglas D. Alder & Karl F. Brooks;
"John D. Lee’ by Juanita Brooks
"The John Dalton Book of Genealogy" by Mark Ardath Dalton
"The Black Hawk Wars" by John A. Peterson
Various Genealogy Programs of Rodney Dalton & Arthur Whittaker
Before we continue with the history of our Dalton family lets look at some of the history of the Southern half of Utah in which our Dalton ancestors had so much to do with.
Of note is that there is some repeat here, but again I want to inform the reader about the areas where some of our Dalton family lived and died.
John Dalton Jr. was the oldest of our Dalton’s and he was probably the head of the family so to speak. He also was a leader in settling “Dixie.” The other Dalton's to settle in Southern Utah were, Edward Dalton, Henry (Harry) Dalton and Charles Wakeman Dalton.
The Southwestern Utah we know today is a direct result of Brigham Young’s efforts to establish a Mormon “Kingdom of God” in the West. Within a month of arrival in the Valley of the Great Salt Lake in 1847, “Brother Brigham,” as the Mormons called him, sent exploring parties throughout the Great Basin. They were to find every possible spot where water could sustain farms. On each stream in this barren land he intended to establish a mini-Nauvoo, pre-empting the land by virtue of settlement. It was hoped the Mormons would never again be a persecuted minority.
The Mormons got off to a good start with the American Indians of the Great Basin. As exploring parties pushed in every direction, they shared freely of their sustenance with the native inhabitants and cultivated an amiable relationship. Late in 1849, Parley P. Pratt led an expedition to the south looking for potential settlement sites. During the hard winter, they passed over much of the same country crossed by Dominguez and Escalante in 1776 and Jedediah Smith in 1826 and 1827. They explored the area of Parowan and Cedar City, where they discovered a rich deposit of iron ore, then crossed over the southern rim of the Great Basin into country that would later become known as Utah’s Dixie.
During the summer of 1850, plans were laid for colonizing the newly created Iron County, with the seat at Center Creek, later called Parowan. After the harvest in 1850, colonists in the north were “called” by Mormon leaders to settle the region. The group formed in mid-December in Provo under the leadership of George A. Smith and traveled south for nearly a month over a wretched, snow-covered course.
Mormon villages such as the
one established at Parowan and thereafter at Cedar City were the result of a
conscious plan and not an accident of geography. As historian Douglas Alder
“They were the embodiment of a set of convictions the settlers brought with them to the Rocky Mountains. Brigham Young had watched Joseph Smith design his ‘City of Zion’ at Nauvoo, Illinois. There he witnessed the prophet’s concept of community come to fruition. When Young led the Mormons into the Great Basin he had the imprint of Nauvoo with its communal spirit on his mind. He was convinced that living in Zion was as much a group experience as one dependent on individual initiative. This vision of Zion was an inheritance from Joseph Smith, with some influence from the early New England village.”
Colonizers were selected from among those already living in the Salt Lake City area or Mormon emigrants just arriving themselves. Those called represented the various trades, skills and talents needed to establish a community — from shoemakers to blacksmiths to musicians. Most church members responded as if their move was a commandment of God.
By 1853, villages of adobe homes and farms had been established at Parowan, Paragonah and Cedar City. Parowan became the “mother town” for most of the subsequent settlements in Southwestern Utah, including Panguitch to the east in the 1860s. In Cedar City the pioneers built a blast furnace to manufacture much-needed iron. Despite its initial success, the Iron Mission faced many difficulties. Troubles with Native Americans, floods, heavy freezes and furnace failure took a toll. In addition, a crop shortage threatened starvation in those early years. The people persevered and eventually prospered, but the iron industry died out in the late 1850s. You can experience the entire story at the Iron Mission State Park in Cedar City.
Establishment of Utah’s
In the fall of 1851, a party of Mormons pushed south from Salt Lake City under the leadership of John D. Lee with the intention of settling on the Virgin or Santa Clara rivers. Before arriving, however, they got word from Young that they should remain in the Iron County settlements until a period of missionary work among the Southern Paiutes Indian’s could be completed. In the fall of 1852, Lee and several others settled a place called Harmony, 25 miles south of Cedar City, and a school was established there.
Meanwhile, missionaries had gone south among the Native Americans and began to establish a good relationship with the Southern Paiute, Tonaquints and Parusits living along the Santa Clara and Virgin. During the summer of 1854, the Harmony settlers found a better location a few miles upstream on Ash Creek, moved there, built a fort and called it New Harmony.
It was finally determined that a settlement was needed on the Santa Clara where the missionaries could live among the Native Americans. In December 1854, this settlement was started near what is now the town of Santa Clara, and missionaries helped the Native Americans construct substantial dams and ditches for diverting irrigation water.
The Santa Clara area, more connected to the Mojave Desert than the Great Basin, was significantly lower in altitude than other Mormon villages in Utah. The missionaries discovered a longer, warmer growing season, and the idea of producing cotton caught hold. With the first crop planted in 1855 along the Santa Clara, the cotton culture of Southwestern Utah began.
In the spring of 1857, 28 families went to the Virgin River to undertake cotton production on a larger scale. These were mostly converts from the American South who had grown cotton all their lives, hence the quick dubbing of the area as Dixie. They settled the town of Washington.
In May of 1861, Brigham Young made his first visit to the Dixie settlements. Near the confluence of the Virgin and the Santa Clara, close to the present-day Southgate Golf Course, he stopped his carriage and looked north. His gaze swept the valley bordered on the east and west by lava-capped ridges and the north by red bluffs and the tall blue mound of Pine Valley Mountain. As he stood there he uttered these words: “There will yet be built between those volcanic ridges a city with spires, towers and steeples; with homes containing many inhabitants.”
And Young helped the prophecy along. Under the direction of Mormon apostle Erastus Snow, he sent 309 families to settle the St. George Valley late in 1861. Meanwhile, a company of Swiss converts had settled in Santa Clara, and a cotton mill was built in Washington. Though many years of poverty and struggle lay ahead, Utah’s Dixie was on its way to becoming what its adopted poet laureate, Charles Walker, described as a place that; “people will long admire.”
The word "Dixie" has been painted on the red bluff north of downtown St. George for as long as anyone can remember. This they did, clearing a small piece of land and planting the seed carefully, one in a hill. The cotton grew and produced beyond belief. When the first pods exploded into a handful of snowy puff, they were sent to Brigham Young in Salt Lake City.
It was only natural that folks started calling the place “Utah’s Dixie.” This was the southern region of Mormon colonization. The climate was warmer here. The north was enjoying an ample supply of cotton, grapes and peaches produced here. Southerners from the “real” Dixie had settled here. And, more subtly, because of its isolation from the north and the difficulty of surviving here, residents of the southern part of Utah had developed a distinct sense of pride and even a bit of rebelliousness. The name Dixie fit perfectly and it has stuck for more than 150 years.
EDWARD DALTON The second son of John Dalton Jr.
Edward Dalton was born March 23, 1827, on a farm called Dalton Hollow in the Township of Wysox, Bradford County Pennsylvania. He was the son of John Dalton, Jr., and Rebecca Cranmer. He had gray eyes and black hair. He stood five feet ten inches tall and weighed 190 pounds. Edward traveled with his family to Michigan, Wisconsin and then to Nauvoo, Illinois about 1843. Edward was baptized on June 4th, 1843. He received his endowments in 1846 in Nauvoo.
Edward helped build the Nauvoo Temple in Illinois, and contributed and assisted in the erecting of every Temple up to the time of his death. When the call came from the President of the United States for 500 able bodied Latter-day Saints to march across the country to California to defend the country from Mexico, Edward and his brother Harry, and his cousin Henry Simon Dalton enlisted in the Mormon Battalion. Edward and Harry belonged to Company "D", known as the Santa Fe detachment. The Captain was John Brown; Edward and Harry were both privates. Edward was taken sick along the way so he could only make part of the trip. There being a numerous Mexican population in the Territory of Colorado, this detachment along with sick members were sent to Pueblo, Colorado. Here they were joined by a small company of Saints from Mississippi and Illinois. They spent the winter of 1846-1847 in Pueblo.
It was this group of Mormons who first established the Anglo- Saxon civilization there. They held the first religious service in English, taught the first school, and erected the first meeting house. The first white child born in Pueblo was a girl born to Mormon parents. This detachment of the Mormon Battalion arrived in the Salt Lake Valley and were greeted by Brigham Young on July 29, 1847. (Read the story about this in the Henry (Harry) Dalton section of this chapter.)
Edward Dalton was called by Brigham Young to assist the surveyors in laying out Salt Lake City. On March 6, 1848, Edward was married to Elizabeth Meeks by Brigham Young in SLC. His vocation being that of a farmer and lawyer. (Read the history of Elizabeth Meeks in Chapter 10, Vol. 3.)
In January 1852 they moved to Parowan, Utah, where he took an active part in the improvement of that community. He was a leader in governmental, church, and military affairs. Edward Dalton also married a second wife, Jane Benson and a third, Lizzina Elizabeth Warren.
The settlement of "Little Salt Lake" Valley - Parowan.
In December, 1850, a company which numbered 118 men, in which there were thirty families, with 101 wagons, left the Salt Lake colony for "Little Salt Lake Valley," to make a settlement. The "valley" takes its name from a small body of saline water on the east side of what is now Iron county, and just east of the Escalante wide, desert valley. This undertaking was in further fulfillment of the promise made to Walker, the Utah chief that settlers would be sent to his country. The party was under the leadership of George A. Smith, cousin of the Prophet Joseph Smith, and a very practical, sturdy character, henceforth active and prominent in nearly all the colonizing movements in southern Utah.
The company of settlers arrived in Little Salt Lake valley, over 200 miles south of Salt Lake City, on the 13th of January, 1851, and settled on a mountain stream "about three yards wide, one foot deep, with rapid current, and gravel bottom and banks;" afterwards called "Center Creek." The first site of the settlement, after thorough exploration of the surrounding country, was made permanent, and named Parowan, after a Utah Indian chief of the vicinity. The settlers were welcomed by Chief Peteeneet and his people, a miserable tribe known as "Piedes," who expressed themselves as pleased that the brethren were settling in their valley. Peteeneet said his tribes owned the country - a declaration afterwards confirmed by Chief Walker. The pipe of peace was smoked by the Indians and whites.
Canarrah, another Piede chief, having first sent in one of his braves to ascertain if it would be safe for him to venture into the settlers' camp, paid them a visit. "His apparel consisted of a pair of moccasins, short leggings, and a kind of small cloak made of rabbit-skins. He was tall and stately in appearance, though apparently suffering from hunger. His followers were not as well dressed, being really specimens of humanity in its most degraded form."
In March Chiefs Walker and Peteeneet and about seventy braves visited the settlement and smoked the peace pipe with President George A. Smith. Walker was very friendly and expressed the desire to build a house and teach his children to work. He represented that he had visited all the Indian bands in the surrounding country and advised them to be friendly with the colonists, and not disturb even a brute belonging to them. The object of his visit was to exchange horses for cattle as his people were in need of beef. Walker made known his intention of making a raid into California, but President George A. Smith persuaded him not to go, warning him of the likelihood of coming in contact with United States troops.
In the first year the settlers built a fort, at Parowan, enclosing a stockade for their cattle and horses, and on the bastions of the fort placed their cannon in such manner as to command two sides of the fort. Later other settlements sprang up in Little Salt Lake valley, but Parowan marked the southern limits of the settlements founded during the actual existence of the "State of Deseret."
In May 1851 the settlement
was visited by Brigham Young and a party of church leaders. They were met some
distance from the Center Creek settlement by a large company of horsemen and
escorted into the fort, amid the salute of cannons and the rejoicing of the
people. Public meetings were held through three successive days, the 11th,
12th, and 13th, of May. The counsel of President Young to these settlers was
of unusual interest, and is thus recorded by himself:
"I spoke upon the importance of the Iron county mission and the advantages of the brethren fulfilling it. I advised them to buy up the Lamanite children as fast as they could, and educate them, and teach them the gospel, so that not many generations would pass ere they would become a white and delightful people, and said that the Lord could not have devised a better plan than to have put us where we were, in order to accomplish that thing. I knew the Indians would dwindle away, but let a remnant of the seed of Joseph be saved. I told the brethren to have the logs or pickets of their fort so close that the Indians could not shoot arrows through. I recommended the adoption of the Indian name Parowan for the city."
Edward Dalton & Elizabeth Meeks Dalton
Edward Dalton and his family settled in Parowan, Iron County Utah after being called to the Iron County Mission by Brigham Young in 1851. Here their children Edward Meeks, Joseph Priddy, John Cranmer, Franklin Stephens, Ida Mary, and Ada Elizabeth Dalton were born. His family bore all the hardships of pioneer life without murmur, always keeping an open house and never turning anyone away. The visiting authorities from the north and most of the people that come up from Dixie to sell fruit stayed at his home. He was a man of great faith and a student of history. Edward surveyed and laid out the city of Parowan and took a prominent part in helping to divide the water of Center Creek, both for city and field purposes. He also surveyed the City of Panguitch. He was one of the first Mayors of Parowan and his name is attached to many original deeds for lots in the city.
Heart Throbs of the West, Volume 12.
Ranching in the Early Days in
“One of the first ranches was owned by Edward Dalton and Robert Miller, north and a little east of the Cheney meadow. They milked cows, made cheese and butter all summer, spring, and fall for many years. John West owned a ranch and dairy a little south of the Dalton Ranch. William Adams ran a dairy on his land east of the Dalton Ranch, right next to the Paragoonah fields. Zach Decker owned a pasture a little south and west of the Cheney Meadow, but did not do much ranching.
In Parowan, Edward took a leading role in all the labors for the improvement of the country, serving as alderman, mayor, probate judge, and being a representative in the legislature. He was a leader in the military operations in the Mormon War, 1857, and the Black hawk wars with the Indians. In June 1866 Indian raiders plundered Beaver of a herd of cattle. Edward Dalton's Militia Company routed the Indians and saved the cattle. Edward Dalton was Captain of the Militia for the protection of the people. He was noted for his fearlessness and was afraid of nothing, yet he would not go blindly into a trail.
On New Year's day, 1870, the
men were called out of a dance as the alarm was given that the Navajos had
rounded up about 500 head of horses. Among the men who started up Parowan
Canyon were the following:
Capt. Edward Dalton, Sydney Burton, Horace Smith, Samuel Orton, Peter Wimmer, Johnathan Prethro, Hugh L. Adams, Charles Adams, James J. Adams, Ed Clark, Ed Ward, Nels Holingshead, Wm. C. Mitchell, Henry Harrop, Oscar Lyman, Hy Paramore, Bill Lister, John Butler, Heber Benson, Tom Butler, Allen Miller and Tom Yardley.
There was so much snow in Parowan Canyon that after attempting to traverse it, they ascended Little Creek Canyon. The men did not overtake the Indians because of the deep snow. They went over to the East Fork of the Sevier River, with no success, so Captain Dalton gave the order to go home. Some of the men wanted to proceed further, but their captain was impressed to go home and all the men followed him. It was learned from scouting parties that they had avoided annihilation from hordes of ambushing redmen.
Luella Adams Dalton.
Muster roll of the Company C, 1st Battalion, 10th Regiment of the Legion of Nauvoo, Commanded by Captain Jesse N. Smith mustarded in the Iron County Military District, Parowan, 10th day of Oct. 1857; Edward Dalton.
“Once when Daniel Clark was sheriff, they got onto the trail of a bunch of cattle rustlers, who had driven off a large bunch of cattle from the north of the valley. William West and Edward Dalton offered to help Sheriff Clark. They rode hard to get on their trail, and the second day out spotted the cattle, just before sundown. They planned to camp for the night and surprise them early in the morning. They made camp in an old shack close by. Shortly after making camp William West became violently ill with a pain in his side. The men talked over what was best to do, and decided to send one of the men over to St. George for a doctor. With the snow completely covering all traces of the trail in the darkness, they decided to wait until daylight to go. Before morning Mr. West became so bad, that he passed away with what was most likely a ruptured appendix. When morning came they rolled him in a quilt, packing snow around him and bound him on his horse, and started home with him on his horse. He was a fine man. He left a wife and three children, one boy and two little girls to mourn his early death.”
Luella A. Dalton.
While in Parowan Edward served on the High Council. On Feb. 15, 1865, Erastus Snow stopped in Parowan on his way to St. George and organized the 9th Quorum of Seventies. He ordained seven Presidents, one of whom was Edward Dalton.
Parowan Stake House is one of the old-time structures erected less than fifteen years after the arrival of the first pioneers. It was built in 1862 of stone at a cost of $10,000, and, strange to say, has never been dedicated. The height of the building is 28 feet with 45 by 50 feet outside measurement. It has a seating capacity of 800, and has seven rooms. The architects were Ebenezer Hanks, Edward Dalton, and William A. Warren. The house stands in the center of an eight-acre block. An entrance to the building leads from each side of the block. On either side of the paths leading from the gates, are avenues of trees, some ornamental and some fruit. A man is paid to take care of the grounds and do the janitor work in the building. Part of the grounds is used for raising crops. The President of the stake, Lucius N. Marsden, in giving a description of the building, says: "If the people would now build a meeting house according to their means, as the people did in 1862, we would have a most magnificent building."
Edward Dalton was gifted in dramatics. He was the President and Director of the Parowan Dramatic Association for many years. They tell the story that Edward and James Adams were fighting a duel in the early plays, but they both were so stubborn that neither one gave up so they had to roll the curtain down.
As Mayor of Parowan City in 1874, Edward Dalton was a delegate to the Territorial Legislature, and while in this capacity, he entered a large tract of 760 acres for the first deeds to land in the valley, farms and city lots. After Fort Cameron was established at Beaver, there was some trouble about land rights. The settlers had held their farms and homes only by squatters rights. Now all the land they held had deeds. One of the first ranches was owned by Edward Dalton and Robert Miller. It was to the North an a little east of the Chimney Meadow, where they milked cows and made cheese and butter, all summer, spring and fall for many years.
A Mayor's Deed from Iron
THAT I, Edward Dalton, Mayor of Parowan City, in Iron County, Utah Territory, by an Act of the Legislative Assembly of the Territory of Utah, approved February 17, 1869, entitled, "An Act prescribing Rules and Regulations for the execution of the Trust arising under an Act of Congress, entitled, 'An Act for the relief of the Inhabitants of Cities and Towns Upon the Public Lands,' approved March 2, 1867," and in consideration of the sum of Two ($2.00) Dollars paid by John Wardell, of Parowan City, County of Iron, Territory of Utah, the receipt whereof is hereby acknowledged, the said John Wardell, on the Ninth day of May, A. D. 1872, having been adjudged by the Probate Court of Iron County, Territory aforesaid, to be the rightful owner and possessor of the following described Lots or Parcel of land, viz: The east part of Lots eleven (11) twelve (12) and thirteen (13) each part of Lot two (2) by eight and eleven-sixteenths (8 11/16) rods, and the east part of Lots fourteen (14) and fifteen (15) each part of lot two (2) by eight (8) rods.
(Signed) EDWARD DALTON
One of Edward's son Edward Meeks Dalton was murdered by U.S. Marshall William Thompson Jr. on Dec. 16 1886. (See below for this story)
His first wife raised eight children to maturity. His eldest son Edward Meeks Dalton went on a Mission to North Carolina, where he converted Martha Harrell Warren and her daughter Lizzina Elizabeth. They came back to Parowan with him. Edward Dalton took Lizzina Elizabeth Warren for a plural wife on the 14th of June 1882 in the St. George Temple. They left Parowan to live in Manassa, Conejos County Colorado. On March 7, 1886, he was set apart as first counselor to President Silas Sanford Smith in the San Luis stake presidency. While in Colorado, Edward’s first wife died and he had four more children by his second wife. He remained until 1892. He then returned to Parowan. He was a Patriarch at the time of his death, April 6, 1896, of stomach cancer.
Dalton, Edward, first counselor of the San Luis Stake presidency, Colo., from 1886 to 1892, was born March 23, 1827, in Bradford, Penn., the son of John Dalton and Rebecca Cranmer. He was baptized June 4, 1843. He was appointed first counselor March 7, 1886, and was set apart to that position June 27, 1886, by John Henry Smith. He died April 6, 1896.
The headstone of
Edward & Elizabeth Meeks Dalton in
the Parowan, Iron Co., Cemetery.
The Official LDS Church
records of Edward Dalton:
Source: From the CD: LDS Family Suite 2, by Ancestry Inc. Orem Utah.
Birth: Dalton, Edward - Date: March 3, 1827 - Place: Wysox, Bradford, PA.
Parents: Dalton, Edward - Father: Dalton, John - Mother: Cranmer, Rebecca Turner.
Death: Dalton, Edward - Date: April 6, 1896 - Place: Parowan, Iron, UT.
Buried: Parowan, Iron, UT.
Marriage Information: Dalton, Edward - Spouse: Meeks, Elizabeth -Date: May 13, 1852
Children: Dalton, Edward.
1. Dalton, Hulda Amanda, December 6, 1848.
2. Dalton, Sarah Cedenia, September 8, 1850.
3. Dalton, Edward Meeks, August 25, 1852.
4. Dalton, Joseph Priddy, September 17, 1854.
5. Dalton, John Cranmer, January 9, 1857.
6. Dalton, Franklin Stephen, February 26, 1859.
Marriage Number 2 Dalton, Edward - Spouse: Warren, Lizzina Elizabeth - Place: St. George, Washington, UT. - Date: June 14, 1882.
Marriage 2 Children:
1. Dalton, Randall Warren, June 9, 1883.
2. Dalton, James Edward, February 16, 1885.
3. Dalton, Martha Rebecca, October 3, 1886.
4. Dalton, Ida, February 13, 1888.
5. Dalton, Francis Marion, November 26, 1891.
6. Dalton, Harrell Warren, July 19, 1894.
7.Dalton, Harley Warren, July 19, 1894.
8.Church Ordinance Data: Dalton, Edward – Baptism: Date - June 4, 1843.
Temple Ordinance Data: Dalton, Edward – Baptism: Date - March 31, 1964 - Temple: Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, UT.
Endowment - Date: January 21, 1846 - Temple: Nauvoo, Hancock, IL.
Sealed to Parents - Date: March 31, 1951 - Temple: Manti, Sanpete Co., UT.
Sealed to Spouse - Date: May 13, 1852 - Temple: Endowment House in Salt Lake City
Sealed to Spouse - Date: June 14, 1882
Places of Residence: Dalton, Edward-Montpelier, Iron Co., UT. 1860, Parowan, Iron, UT. August 25, 1852.
Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, UT. December 6, 1848.
Mill Creek, Salt Lake, UT. September 8, 1850.
San Luis, Costilla, CO. 1886-1892.
Vocations: Dalton, Edward-Farmer.
Comments: Dalton, Edward. Edward was a Private in Company C of the Mormon Battalion.
Comments: #21. Edward was listed on the Daily Log of Persons in Nauvoo.
Comments: #31. In 1860, Edward had a household of 8 with $400 in real wealth and $700 in personal wealth.
On the day that Edward Dalton received his Endowments in the Nauvoo Temple:
The City of Joseph, Wednesday, January 21, 1846.
There were snowdrifts three to four feet high. It was warmer during the day but below freezing at night. A record two hundred eight people received their temple ordinances.
Brigham Young received a letter from Judge James H. Ralston of Quincy containing, "I have long known many of the Mormons, who I have always thought good citizens, let them now show that they can suffer and forgive, and that amidst oppression their patriotism grows the brighter."
At 8:00 p.m., a report came to Hosea Stout that some men had come into town under suspicious circumstances and that some writs had been sent in by two strangers, one for Hosea Stout and the other for Elder Orson Hyde. Hosea Stout immediately went to the temple. It proved to be a false alarm.
History of the Church, Vol.7, Ch.38, p.572
Hosea Stout Diary (1846), vol. 2, typescript, BYU-S, p.128
Thomas Bullock Journal, BYU Studies Vol. 31, No 1
Next we will tell the story of Edward Meeks Dalton, the first son of Edward Dalton & Mary Elizabeth Meeks. The life of Edward Meeks Dalton ended in his death because of his practice of polygamy.
EDWARD MEEKS DALTON:
Edward Meeks Dalton was born on August 25, 1852, in Parowan, Iron County, Utah. He was the second son of Edward Dalton & Mary Elizabeth Meeks.
Edward Meeks Dalton was a handsome man, 6 feet tall, weight 190 pounds, brown eyes and black hair. He married Emily Stevens on 10 April 1871 and later Helen Delila Clark. He was the father of ten children. They bought and lived in the Bishop Dame house on Main Street, Parowan, Utah. He was left-handed. During his teenage years, by accident the fingers of his right hand were partially cut off while cutting the tails off of young sheep with a knife. The Indians named him "Mat-tome" which meant man without fingers. In spite of partial loss of his fingers he learned to play the banjo quite well and was known in Parowan and Cedar City as the jolly singing caller for the old-time square dances. Edward M. Dalton hauled salt from Salina, Utah, to the Silver Reef Mine. The ore was crushed, then mixed with salt and water to extract the ore. Thousands of tons of salt were hauled from Salina to supply the three big Stamp Mills. Edward Meeks was a counselor to President Thomas J. Jones of the Parowan Stake in Utah. In October 1881
Edward Meeks Dalton and James J. Adams left Parowan on a L.D.S. mission to the Southern States Mission. There he labored in North Carolina.
In 1884 Edwards Meeks Dalton and others were indicted by a Federal Grand Jury for a misdemeanor under the Edmunds Anti-Polygamy Law. About 1884 the U.S. marshals arrested Edward M. Dalton at Parowan, Utah. They left him unguarded in front of the old Co-op store, while they went into the store to buy tobacco. While the U.S. marshals were in the store, Edward M. Dalton by the use of his toes slipped off his boots and ran barefooted and hid behind some big cottonwood trees. Waiting his chance, he made it to his father's home, got on a fast racehorse and left town. He made his way to Gila Valley, Arizona. In Arizona he found work on a big cattle farm. Emily, his wife, visited him in Arizona. He remained in Arizona almost two years. Edward M. Dalton had a mail contract in the Hela Valley, Arizona, but after so long an absence he became very tired and lonesome to be with his family once again. About December 8, 1886, he returned unexpectedly to Parowan, Utah, to enjoy the holidays with his family.
Next is the official story about his death by a Federal Marshall:
Unwilling Martyr: The Death
of Young Ed Dalton:
By Fae Decker Dix. (Edited by Rod Dalton)
“On a cold November day almost twenty years ago I stood by the grave of Young Ed Dalton in the century-old cemetery that shields the dead of my little hometown. Snow lay across the quiet graves—melting here and there where the red earth and the green juniper trees converge. It made a gentle scene.
I remembered how the townspeople walked or drove to the graveyard to place May flowers and paper wreaths on the resting places of their loved ones. They would stop at family plots to visit friends and talk in hushed tones of those long gone—taking great care when they left not to show disrespect for the dead by stepping on the graves. Then they would walk to Young Ed's grave.
Edward Meeks Dalton (called Young Ed to tell him from his father) enjoyed a special regard among the older families of our southern Utah valley, for Ed—a civic-minded Mormon and an idol of Parowan's youth—had been killed in 1886 by a federal marshal's gunfire during the government crusade against plural marriage.
The mounded graves at Parowan's burying place, in the days before the red dirt was laid smooth in green lawn, were surrounded by a scattering of native wild flowers dominated by the purple-blue of the stiff-stemmed iris which the people of our arid land called lilies. These flourishing plants, transplanted from town gardens, along with lilacs and wild yellow roses were a traditional part of the local landscape. Traditional, too, was the lore recalled on Decoration Day by townspeople as they strolled from grave to grave, stopping always by the headstone which was our valley landmark. This was the monument marking the burial place of Young Ed Dalton. Someone would always recall the sorrow
Parowan felt in losing this favorite son and point to the fine-chiseled words on the monument which reaffirmed that he "was murdered in cold blood."
The story was legend in our town. I had heard it often from my father who always spoke in grief of the memory; for father was one of those who helped carry Young Ed away from the old Page house as he breathed his last.
Father was eighteen at the time—an ardent worshiper of Young Ed whose athletic prowess and gay temperament fascinated young swains of the day. In relating the story, father would tell it to us from the beginning of the December morning when he was out in the corral doing chores. It was toward noon when he heard a gunshot ring out. The sound came from the south, and being young and curious he simply dropped his pitchfork and started out to find the trouble. Leaping the pole fence, he was crossing the quaint chip bridge which spanned the big ditch back of the corrals when someone ran by and cried out, "Run—we'll be needing you. They've just shot Ed Dalton!"
The dying Ed Dalton was carried into the nearby Daniel Page home. Temporarily reviving, he demanded to be taken from the house of a man he considered an enemy.
This was the home of Daniel Page, a disaffected church member and hotel owner who collaborated with the federal marshal stationed in the area.
By the time father ran the block and turned the corner west, Ed had been moved first to the porch and then inside the home. Father burst into the room and bent over his friend asking, "What have they done to you, Ed?" The dying man replied, "They've got me this time." Young Ed, suddenly recognizing that he lay in the home of his enemy, cried out, "Don't let me die in this house." The crowd took up his plea, delegating my father and two others to carry him up the street to his mother's home. They lifted him gently but were only a short distance along the "pathwalk" when he died. This my father could never forget. Whenever he reached this point as he retold the story, his voice broke and his eyes blurred. A slain son's image lingers long in a little town. If you asked any of the elderly what they recalled hearing of Young Ed's death, they'd start you back at the "old Page corner three blocks west from Main Street, where the blood still stains the porch and the parlor floors." For sixty years and more, they used to claim the house was painted red "because no one could wash Ed Dalton's death-blood from its floors." They would send you next to read the lettering on the tall monument in the cemetery.
Inscribed on the east panel
is the scriptural passage:
“And they cried with a loud voice, saying How Long, Oh lord, holy and true, thou not judge and avenge our blood on them that dwell on the earth?
The north side carries this
Here lies a victim of a Nations blunder,
Which many to untimely graves hath brought,
It nature's holy ties hath torn asunder,
And, untold suffering, woe, and anguish wrought,
By ruthless hand this man crossed death's dark river,
His was the sacred blood of innocence,
The taker of his life will meet the giver,
Before the Tribune of Omnipotence.
On the West Side of the
monument you read:
EDWARD MEEKS DALTON
Son of Edward & Elizabeth DALTON
Born, Parowan, Utah, August 25th, 1852
DIED December 16th, 1886.
And, on the south side are the words they always quote in Parowan.
“He was shot and killed December 16th, 1886, in cold blood by a deputy United States Marshal, while under indictment for a misdemeanor under the Edmunds Anti-polygamy law.”
Edward Meeks Dalton
Dalton family members say
they did not put in writing their own version of his death ("Grandmother
just couldn't bear to talk about it"). But there are bits and pieces: his
first wife Emily's old diary, a letter here and there, and a plethora of town
legends. They have read and reread the account of historian Orson F. Whitney
and found it near to their family legends. A few excerpts give the tone of the
“It was between four and five o'clock on the morning of the fatal day—Thursday, December 16th that Daniel Page admitted Marshals Thompson and Orton into his domicile. [The two had traveled the thirty-two miles from Beaver under cover of darkness after learning that Dalton had come out of hiding in Arizona.] About 8 o'clock, according to Page's statement, he went at Thompson's request, across the street to the house of John J. Wilcock, from whom he borrowed a gun - a Browning rifle.
Page's teen-age son, Willie, was sent to look for Young Ed, and reported that he had seen him near Edgar Clark's corral. He had probably learned also that it was Dalton's design to drive a herd of stock to the range that morning, in doing which he would come from the east and pass Page's house, situated on the northwest corner of a block. Just as Dalton was passing the house, Thompson and Orton went out at the back door on the south side, while the Pages . . . stationed themselves at the north and west windows and watched Dalton as he turned the corner to go south. He was riding a horse, bareback, was unarmed and apparently un-suspicious of danger. That he had no weapon was plainly to be seen, as his coat was off.... As Dalton was riding slowly in a southwesterly direction, . . . he was suddenly hailed by voices on his left and ordered to halt. The order was twice or thrice repeated but the calls were so close together as to seem almost simultaneous. Immediately afterwards, a shot was fired from Page's backyard and Dalton was seen to reel and grasp his horse's mane. The animal reared slightly and its rider fell to the ground, writhing in agony. He was mortally wounded. Thompson declared that the gun went off sooner than he intended. Then stooping down and tapping Dalton on the shoulder, he said, "I told you to halt; why didn't you stop?" The wounded man made no reply.
Dalton, whose life was fast ebbing away, was carried into Page's house, where he temporarily revived. Recognizing Thompson, who was holding his hand, he ordered him to "let go." Dr. King examined the wound and pronounced it fatal.
Dalton now seemed sinking, and forthwith the cry was raised, "Why let him die in the house of his murderers? Take him to his mother's." Strong arms tenderly lifted the dying man and bore him into the open air; but it was too late for him to reach home alive. It was a quarter past twelve o'clock when he breathed his last.
The funeral of the deceased took place two days later. The principal speaker was John Henry Smith, who, with his fellow Apostle, Heber J. Grant, happened to be in that part of the territory attending Stake Conference. Every effort was made by these Elders, on hearing of the tragedy, to prevent any possible tumult that might arise. Two-thirds of the population of Parowan followed Dalton's remains to their last resting-place.
Although Marshal Thompson, who had been an officer since 1874 and was a former Mormon, declared he had fired the gun "with the intention of shooting over him" the stunned residents of the little town called it a likely story and pronounced the tragedy "cold-blooded murder." Their descendants for decades supported this belief and expressed indignation over what seemed to them the total injustice that followed in the court trial at Beaver. Some who were there left their version of the sad day. If others could not remember it, they again told what their fathers had told them. Although the Salt Lake Daily Tribune took up the cause to defend Thompson against his Mormon detractors, there was no voice raised in the marshal's behalf in Parowan. Residents could not accept the incomplete and thus to them insincere, explanation in the telegram dispatched to United States Marshal Frank H. Dyer in Salt Lake.
PAROWAN, UTAH, December 16, 1886:
This morning at about eleven o'clock I undertook to arrest E. M. Dalton of this place, he having escaped from the officers last spring. He was on horseback. Myself and W. O. Orton both hailed him, but he turned his horse and started to get away. I fired with the intention of shooting over him. Called his name before I called to him to halt. Write you further from Beaver tomorrow
W. THOMPSON, JR.
There were threats of lynching. One quiet woman stated she could remember that the school principal dismissed his class and joined several friends who went weeping down the dusty road avowing revenge. But calmer voices prevailed. The town sheriff was the respected church and civic leader Hugh L. Adams, Sr., and he, with Bishop Morgan Richards and Young Ed's father, joined in a stern warning not to "make a move toward retaliation." Ed's father kept saying, "Two wrongs won't mend one."
Sheriff Adams found Thompson at the Parowan telegraph office and placed him under arrest. Together with Orton, the accused was taken before a local magistrate where the two of them waived preliminary examination. A coroner's inquest, meantime, had declared the shooting "was feloniously done." Adams offered the two deputies the shelter of his own home for protection. His wife cooked the evening meal, but with the shadow of the day's events hanging heavily over them, they declined her hospitality, instead waiting anxiously in an upstairs bedroom until Sheriff Adams brought further counsel.
Armed with a writ of habeas corpus from the district court in Beaver, a posse was already on its way to Parowan. The group of four included Thompson's sons, Oscar and Edward, and was followed by R. H. Gillespie, a grand juror sent by the court attorney. After Gillespie's departure ten more jurors, ignoring Judge Jacob S. Boreman's pleas, headed south. They were accompanied by the court clerk and six Beaver citizens. The first Beaver posse met no difficulty in securing Adams's hostage and were accompanied north that same evening by the sheriff and two Parowan men. This convoy soon met the party of grand jurors near Paragonah and continued their nightlong journey to Beaver, arriving near eight o'clock the next morning.
As the posse rode their horses through Parowan, the echo of hammer and saw followed them on the cold night wind. Ed Dalton's coffin was being finished at the old PUMI shop—Parowan United Mercantile Institution—where the coffin makers lined it with white muslin and trimmed the outside with black velveteen.
The funeral service was held on Saturday afternoon, December 18, in the muslin-draped chapel of the small rock meeting house. There were no flowers to carry to the church, but the women sent their houseplants to place against the draped pulpit. The men of the town rode their well-curried saddle horses on either side of the hearse as an honor guard for Young Ed. The hearse itself was a new wagon box on a freshly cleaned wagon gear. The Deseret Evening News reported that "about 600 people, being three-fifths of the entire population of the entire town" turned out to pay homage to their fallen son. Those remembering back claimed that not a wagon or a riding pony was left in the corrals and fields of the town.
A single file of Indians came down from their homes in the hills to join the solemn procession—for they were Ed's friends and protectors on many a flight from the federal officers, and they grieved in their own stoical way. When the last stone was rolled onto Young Ed's grave at the foot of the red hill, which once served him as a lookout, the mourning town went back to its way of life with new wounds to heal and new prayers to repeat.
Edward M. Dalton had been in violation of the Edmunds Act, passed by Congress in 1882. It gave the United States government the right to arrest, imprison and fine men with plural wives. This law focused national attention on the Mormon Church whose members had sincerely obeyed "the principle" for almost fifty years before one was to die at the hands of a federal marshal. Indeed, it was the only known death over polygamy during the fateful years of the crusade. That it occurred in a remote town nearly three hundred miles south of Salt Lake City could have been due to the clash of personalities involved. Young Ed was no easy man to catch. He had fled the officers in several daring escapes before that day when he drove a herd of cattle past the home where the two deputies lay in wait. In a telegram to U. S. Marshal Frank H. Dyer telling of the shooting, Thompson referred to Dalton's escape "last spring." Dyer reacted by promptly revoking Thompson's commission and dispatching another officer to the Parowan area. He told the Deseret Evening News: "He [Thompson] had no right to shoot . . . the man was only charged with a misdemeanor, and an officer has no right to shoot in such a case." Thompson was restored to his post, however, following the trial which, was covered in great detail by newspapers in Utah and in the East.
The grand jury at Beaver, which included the men who had gone to Thompson's rescue, brought out an indictment for manslaughter, and trial was set for January 6, 1887, at Beaver. Twelve jurors, non-Mormons from mining towns in southern Utah (Silver Reef, Marysvale, Star, and Frisco) heard witnesses describe E. M. Dalton as a "hard man" who would be difficult to arrest. The prosecution told the story of the shooting and declared that Dalton was charged with a crime punishable by imprisonment in the territorial penitentiary. This was significant; the penitentiary under territorial laws was to house crimes classified as felonies, and arresting officers could fire on persons thus charged. The Tribune had already taken this position, which would justify the shooting. The prosecutor, Assistant U.S. Attorney Charles S. Varian, was expected to follow the argument of the News that cohabitation under the Edmunds Law was only a misdemeanor. There were many surprised observers, therefore, when Varian argued that cohabitation was in effect a felony. The jury returned a verdict of "Not Guilty."
The Deseret Evening News, having prepared its case against Thompson by sending reporter George C. Lambert to interview witnesses, published their accounts before the trial commenced. In a January 10 editorial, following the jury's decision, the Mormon paper commented in language so fiery as to bring a $25,000 libel suit against it. But to avoid a trial the publishers effected a financial settlement, and Thompson accepted "a tithe of the sum, which the News Company paid, and thus the matter ended."
Young Ed had married two wives - Emily Stevens in 1871 and Helen Delila Lown Clark eight years later. His story was common to the times when hounded men sought means of flight as their places of refuge became places of fear. The Mormons, normally a zealous people filled with the secure sense of being "right," were by 1884 a harassed people haunted by the federal crusade to imprison and fine "religious law-breakers." Intense feelings gripped the men who championed or discredited the plural marriage doctrine. And, while adherents found it hard to live by and only a few were willing to attempt it, many of these were among the territory's most respected and influential citizens. Many Utahan’s, both Mormon and non-Mormon, sought compromise. Appeals were carried to the church president, Wilford Woodruff, "to exercise the authority conferred upon him by revelation and suspend thereby the further extension of plural marriage."
But it was six more heart-rending years before the official declaration known as the Manifesto would abolish the marriage custom. Many ingenious ways of "safe-hiding" the men being pursued were devised by the Mormons. Some heads of households sought work in Colorado, Arizona, and old Mexico. Others found hiding places in their own valleys and mountains.
Young Ed had vowed never to be taken prisoner nor to pay the fine. Others might languish for months in the territorial penitentiary, but it was not for him. Better he should use his own daring and stay free. Although some doubted the wisdom of this decision, he knew he could count on family and friends. And although out of this decision he became a martyr to a profound belief of his church, it can scarcely be said that he intended paying with his life. Full of wild abandon and good humor he was far more likely to make a quick getaway than to be caught in any marshal's trap. So he had made the decision to stay with his families and continue his ranching and livestock raising. He had finished homesteading a ranch in the lush "Chimney Meadows" northwest of Parowan and had dreams of breeding thoroughbred horses. He owned a home in the northwest section of town for Emily and their children, and he had purchased the Main Street home of Colonel William H. Dame for Delila and family.
Emily Stevens Dalton
Tall and dark and high spirited in his younger days, he would ride "hell-for-leather across the flats—whoopin' and hollerin,' his black hair flyin' for all git out," one old-timer told me. "There wasn't anything Ed wouldn't try. Once he broke a desert pony by clinging to it bareback with his legs wrapped 'round the trunk of a young sapling. Just let it buck itself out, and he got off fresh as ever.
Joseph E. Dalley, at ninety-four years of age, commented freely on the athletic prowess of Young Ed: "I remember Ed Dalton well, a large man, no coward, a brave man—good wrestler—good sport. They didn't give him a chance at all—he had eluded them so often."
In Young Ed's youth he had paid little attention to his church. Then he spent a year (October 1881 to November 1882) in the Southern States Mission field, returning early because of illness from chills and fever. Upon Ed's recovery, the ward bishop, it is said, called him to the superintendence of the Young Men's Mutual Improvement Association. This sparked his determination to teach the young people to come early to their belief. He would stride down the chapel aisle with his impressive gait, and the whole MIA was his.
"Ed had a way with him that made everybody want to cater to him," Sam Mortensen remembered:
We just liked him that's all. Wonderful speaking voice. Wonderful with the banjo—used to saunter out on his mother's front porch on summer evenings and start strumming. Pretty soon all the young folks in town would cross the town "Square" and they'd sit there singing all the old-time songs they knew. Later, many of these singers joined the stirring game of helping Young Ed outwit the United States marshals.
The most quoted tale of Young
Ed's bravado is recorded by Orson F. Whitney:
In the spring of 1886 Dalton was arrested by Deputy Marshal William O. Orton, but made his escape from that officer, or rather from R. H. Benson, City Marshal of Parowan, to whom Orton had temporarily entrusted his prisoner.
The deputy marshal had gone to the telegraph office to notify his superiors at Beaver of the capture, and had left Dalton standing with Benson and others in the street. The prisoner, a fine, manly fellow, brimming with health and good nature, six feet in height and weighing over two hundred pounds, was noted not only for strength and courage, but for activity and swiftness in running. As the shades of evening fell, and Orton delayed his coming, Dalton remarked jocularly to Benson that he wished the deputy would return as it was his intention to escape and he did not wish to get the city marshal into any trouble. He added with a smile, that if Orton did not come soon—he had been gone more than an hour—he would have to leave anyhow. Suiting the action to the word, he adroitly slipped off his boots, gave Benson a sudden slap on the shoulder, bade him "good night" and was off as on the wings of the wind. Benson, who was also fleet of foot, gave chase, in the darkness. He [Dalton] was seen about town the next day, but was not arrested.
Young Ed left for Arizona soon after this incident and for several months helped on a mail contract. With the approach of winter, he returned to his family, reaching Parowan about December 10. "Warned of danger by friends, . . . [he] impulsively replied: 'I must see my mother if it costs me my life.' Within a week from his return, he lay cold in his coffin, shot through the back with a rifle-ball."
During that last week in Parowan the town again took pride in seeing Ed ride his favorite horse, Red Man, a part-thoroughbred which his mother kept saddled and bridled day after day in her own corral ready for her son's escape on a moment's notice. He could dart from her home, leap in the saddle, snatch the reins which his doting mother was already loosening from the post, and be off through the back lot to the foothills and safety, for Red Man was known as the fastest brush horse in the countryside. His spirited mother, Elizabeth Meeks Dalton, had already signaled their Indian friends to help make the getaway safe for her much-loved son. And the Indians—who called him "Mat-tone," meaning "man without fingers," since he had lost the fingers of his right hand in an accident—were not only willing but waiting for him to flee "the feds."
And what of his wives who waited out his maneuvers to safety and before that his year's mission service? First there was Emily, the only daughter of English converts, a shy violet of a girl who wore her hair in waist-length ringlets and often dressed in white through her youth and early marriage. She changed to black and to subdued prints after his death and even removed the gold earrings from her pierced ears. To be loved by the dashing son of the town mayor when she was scarce seventeen and he twenty was enchantment for her. As the mother of three living sons and a daughter and suffering a deafness which steadily worsened, she faced a heartbreaking test when Young Ed in 1879 had taken a second wife, tall and fashionable Delila Clark who was given to a "worldly turn of mind." Still the young wives got along well and held Ed in a common bond of love. In Emily's diary, written while their husband was on his mission, she recorded under the date of April 1, 1882: "Lila has got a baby boy this morning they are both doing well we have sent word to Ed the first thing for he will be so anxious to hear." Sixteen days later she wrote, "Lila's baby is dead, Father in heaven help us to bare [sic] the trials of this life in a right way." And in July (no date), "Oh dear how my heart does ache we have got a letter from our dear Husband he is very sick."
She cherished a letter he wrote her from the mission field under the date of April 28, 1882: "Dear Wife I received your kind and welcome letter of 11th inst. and read it with pleasure especially the part that referred to your self." Mentioning that he had sent handkerchiefs to her and to Delila, he added that he had bought for himself a suit of clothes for $10.00 and had been to "every store in Farboro to get a coat that was large enough for me." He counseled her, "You must take good care of yourself and if you feel poorly get someone to come and do the work. Have Zina stay with you this summer if you go on the ranch and don't over do yourself."
The Tribune editorial of Jan. 11, 1887 saw the acquittal as a "foregone conclusion," and the shooting "a chance shot.... The officer had a gun with a hair trigger which was accidentally discharged." The Tribune also gloated over the libel charge in its February 25, 1887, edition.
According to records of his youngest son, John S. Dalton. This home is remembered as the first post office and first telegraph office in Parowan, and when Dame was stake president it held the distinction of sheltering President Brigham Young on trips south. Later it became the home for both Emily and Delila, lending itself well to polygamous living, since the two north doors represent separate entrances divided by a picket fence which still marches across the lawn and up the porch to the dividing wall. The two halves of the home today are owned separately by descendants of the two families. A gate on the porch provides the only access from one half to the other.
Delila, known locally as Lylie, had only two living children, a son and a daughter. Others were stillborn or died in infancy. She always carried her head high, wore clothes of the latest fashion, and was seen often at the racetrack and other "sociable places" in her well-remembered green velvet gown and sweeping plumed hats. After Ed's death she remarried and divided her time between southern Utah and California. For a time Delila ran an ice cream parlor on Sundays and holidays in her home on Main Street, serving ice cream with soda crackers at small tables in the parlor or, on sunny days, out on the lawn among the summer flowers of her yard. Young men of the day remember turning the freezer for a free dish of ice cream and a soda cracker.
Emily stayed on in Parowan, struggling against poverty, frail health, and her growing deafness which, she mentioned often in her diary. In later life she used an old-fashioned ear trumpet and was unable to hear except when friends and family bent to her ear and spoke loudly. Her skin took on a transparency and her figure such frailty that one wondered at her strength to work. She moved through out town softly as she worked at the tasks of her life.
Her four sons in maturity gave her love and respect. They were often seen at public celebrations walking her proudly down the church aisle or across the square, speaking tenderly into her ear trumpet—these men of the rough frontier who had known so much of life's grimness. When they were children they worried that she worked so hard. They knew she stayed up late into the night to braid the straw hat she would sell next day for a quarter. Often their only meal was water-gravy and bread she had baked in the night. By day she took in sewing, wove carpeting, and pressed suits for the pittance with which she supported her six children, all under fifteen years of age when their father was killed. Through all this adversity, the ward bishop always knew she would contribute a tenth of her income for tithing.
In time, the Mutual Improvement Association of the Mormon Church began sending her money for a suitable monument to be placed at the grave of Young Ed. It came in dimes and dollars from wherever Mormon youth lived. She saved it all and solemnly placed the order when there was enough. The years moved on and sorrow still haunted her door, for both daughters died in childbirth—one at eighteen and the other at age twenty-nine—and a son's wife and baby died, leaving a two-year-old daughter. Emily wrote pitifully of these tragedies in her diary and ended each account by recording a prayer. And, to her way of thinking, there was still to come the ultimate grief, for Lylie died first. Emily had lived with an abiding trust that she, the first wife, would be the first to meet Ed in another world. How could it be that Lylie should have this coveted reward? Emily sank into deep, almost bitter, mourning, refusing at first to attend the funeral or even the viewing which was to be held in her own son's front parlor when Delila's body was brought home from California. But yielding to the kind persuasion of her sons, Emily went timidly to the coffinside, bent over Delila, bade her greet Young Ed with her love, and then she quietly attended the funeral. However, she stayed by a solemn decision made some days before, that she should not be buried on the left side of their husband as was customary in polygamous burials. She should lie far right with space saved for Emily by his side and between them when her hour came.
Irises cluster at the base of Young Ed's monument in the Parowan cemetery. The chiseled words summarize the town's view of his tragic death.
So the three martyrs lie together under the monument by the red hill, where the blue iris bends in the wind. The sorrow which rested so long over a whole town has softened with time and echoes now the memory of the man who reveled briefly in his own daring, the two women who loved him, the children who scarcely remembered him, and the parents who could not forgive his death.
Pamphlet published by the Deseret News, Murder by a Deputy U.S. Marshal. E.M. Dalton Waylaid and Assassinated in Cold-blood. Sworn Testimony of Eyewitnesses.
Interview with Barbara Matheson Adams, daughter-in-law of the sheriff, November 1953.
Deseret Evening News, December 20, 1886; interviews with Mortensen, Barbara M. Adams, and John Benson, November 1953.
The Salt Lake Daily Tribune of December 23, 1886 called it the "only account of a Mormon killed by a gentile!"
Diary extracts in the possession of Shirley Dalton Mercer, a granddaughter. Location of the original diary is not known.
Typewritten copy in possession of author, made from original in possession of Shirley Dalton Mercer.
Interviews with Myra Dalton and Blanche Hammond, March 29, 1973; and Mark Ardath Dalton, The John Dalton Book of Genealogy. (Salt Lake City, 1964)
Interviews with Martha R. Dalton and Barbara M. Adams, November 1953.
Henry (Harry) Dalton; The first son of John Dalton Jr. and Rebecca Cranmer.
Harry Dalton was born on Jan. 10, 1826 to John Dalton Jr. and Rebecca Turner Cranmer
In Wysox, Bradford Co. Pennsylvania. He married Isabell Ferguson on Feb. 2, 1846 in Nauvoo, Hancock Co. Ill. They had 11 children, all born in Utah.
Henry Dalton was always called “Harry” to tell him apart from his cousin, Henry Simon Dalton.
He was with his father during their travels from Bradford Co. to Michigan, Wisconsin and to Nauvoo where he joined the Mormon Battalion in 1846. His children were:
1- Amanda Delilah, born May 10, 1849.
2- Melissa Jane, born Apr. 6, 1852.
3- John William, born Jan. 1, 1855.
4- Daniel Henry Jr., born Dec. 15, 1857.
5- Orson Nephi, born Apr. 29, 1858.
6- Albert Alonzo, born Mar. 25, 1860.
7- Susan Rebecca, born Feb. 26, 1862.
8- Ebenezer Amase, born May 7, 1863.
9- Isaac Ferguson, born Dec. 6, 1867.
9- Edward Milton, born Sept. 30, 1872
10- Matilda, born about 1874.
On April 2 1854, Henry and Isabella Dalton were sealed to each other by President Brigham Young in his office for time and all eternity.
Henry Dalton’s married a second wife in SLC Utah on Jan. 7 1855. Her name was Sarah Brunyer, born March 9 1832 in Sheffield, Yorkshire England. She later divorced Henry.
They had one child by this marriage:
1- Cornelius Dalton, born July 3 1856. (Died August 18, 1856)
A time line of Henry Dalton life:
The following are the names of the officers and privates who joined the Lot Smith Company in Salt Lake City, April 30, 1862, during the Civil War years:
Teamsters: Mark Murphy, Elijah Maxfield, Thurston Larsen, Henry Bird, Alfred Randall, Henry Dalton, Wid Fuller, William H. Walton, William Bagley, Lachoneus Barnard, George W Davidson.
In early 1854 Henry left SLC for Parowan with his family to serve a mission in the “Cotton Mission.” In late 1854 he returned north to SLC again to live for three years. In 1857 Henry once again packed his family and moved south to Parowan.
In the 1870 US Census we find Henry Dalton and family in Kanosh, Millard Co., Utah.
The 1880 US Census tells us Henry Dalton is now living alone with his two young boys, Isaac and Edward. Two older sons, Albert and Ebenezer lived with their older brother John. Henry’s married sons, Daniel H. and Orson N. were living close by.
The 1890 US Census shows Henry living with his oldest daughter, Amanda and her second husband, Ezra Penny in Kanosh.
Henry (Harry) Dalton was a member of The Mormon Battalion (1847- 1848) Company D along with his brother Edward. Cousin Henry Simon Dalton was a private in Company B. (John Brown was the Capt. of company D. with 14 people in the Company Headquarters and 90 privates including Henry and his cousin, Edward Dalton)
After Henry settled in SLC, he and his family settled in the little town of Parowan, Iron Co. and then in Annabella, Sevier Co. The first two families to settle in Annabella were of Henry Dalton and Joseph Powell.
The little settlement of Annabella was named after Ann S. Roberts, wife of Edward K. Roberts, and Isabella Dalton, wife of Harry Dalton, two of the first women settlers of the place. Harry Dalton settled in the Sevier Valley in the spring of 1871, taking up the springs (with adjacent land) which afterwards became known as Annabella Springs. Brother Dalton built the first log cabin there in the summer of 1871, and soon afterwards brought his family out. Other settlers arrived the same year. An irrigation ditch was commenced and many improvements made, though only a limited crop of grain was raised in 1871 by irrigating from the Annabella Springs. This, formerly known as Omni Point, was organized into an irrigation district in 1871, when the Annabella Precinct was also created. When the Sevier Stake was fully organized in 1877 Annabella was made a part of the Inverury Ward, and Tora Thurston was appointed presiding Elder of the Annabella district. He presided until May 24, 1885, when the saints belonging to the Annabella district, and who had belonged to the Inverury Ward, were organized into a regular bishop’s ward with Joseph S. Staker as Bishop. On the same occasion a schoolhouse, which had been moved to the town site, and also the town site itself, was dedicated. Bishop Staker was succeeded in 1893 by Joseph W. Fairbanks, who in 1911 was succeeded by William Spafford Daniels, who in 1920 was succeeded by Herbert F. Roberts, who in 1930, was succeeded by Glen W. Thurston, who presided Dec. 31, 1930. On that date the Annabella Ward had 352 members, including 60 children. The whole population of the Annabella Precinct in 1930 consisted of Latter-day Saints, of whom 180 lived in the village of Annabella.
From Heart Throbs of the West: Volume 9.
From the Encyclopedic History of the LDS Church.
Henry “Harry” Dalton was one of the first gold miners in the area of Annabella and Kanosh, Millard, County.
The Golden Curry Lead or Lode located in Ohio District North of Virginia City and running 3000 feet north west from north in the Curry Canyon. One hundred feet from the Curry dump pile south. Claiming all privileges granted by the United States Mining laws located by J. Hess, March 23 AD 1868.
1. J. Hess, Discoverer, 400 feet
2. Simeon Stewart, 200, feet
3. Hyrum Thompson, 25, feet
4. Robert Jackson, 200, feet
5. Harry Dalton, 25, feet
6. Ebenezer Hanks, 100, feet
Filed for Record Sept 7 1868 - Jacob Hess County Recorder.
First Recorded Mining Deed (Piute County Deeds and Mining Records, Book 1, Page 1)
Henry “Harry” Dalton was another of our Dalton family members to lead and lived a long, hard and dangerous life. He was another true Utah pioneer. Henry died on Feb. 3, 1906 in Kanosh, Millard Co., Utah and is buried in the Kanosh Cemetery.
The history of the Mormon
In July 1846, under the authority of U.S. Army Captain James Allen and with the encouragement of Mormon leader Brigham Young, the Mormon Battalion was mustered in at Council Bluffs, Iowa Territory. The battalion was the direct result of Brigham Young's correspondence on 26 January 1846 to Jesse C. Little presiding elder over the New England and Middle States Mission. Young instructed Little to meet with national leaders in Washington, D.C. and to seek aid for the migrating Latter-day Saints, the majority of whom were then in the Iowa Territory. In response to Young's letter, Little journeyed to Washington, arriving on 21 May 1846, just eight days after Congress had declared war on Mexico.
Little met with President James K. Polk on 5 June 1846 and urged him to aid migrating Mormon pioneers by employing them to fortify and defend the West. The president offered to aid the pioneers by permitting them to raise a battalion of five hundred men, who were to join Colonel Stephen W. Kearny, Commander of the Army of the West, and fight for the United States in the Mexican War. Little accepted this offer.
Colonel Kearny designated Captain James Allen, later promoted to Lieutenant Colonel, to raise five companies of volunteer soldiers from the able-bodied men between the ages of eighteen and forty-five in the Mormon encampments in Iowa. On 26 June 1846 Allen arrived at the encampment of Mt. Pisgah. He was treated with suspicion, as many believed that the raising of a battalion was a plot to bring trouble to the migrating Saints.
Allen journeyed from Mt. Pisgah to Council Bluffs, where on 1 July 1846 he allayed Mormon fears by giving permission for the Saints to encamp on United States lands if the Mormons would raise the desired battalion. Brigham Young accepted this, recognizing that the enlistment of the battalion was the first time the government had stretched forth its arm to aid the Mormons..
Also accompanying on 16 July 1846 some 543 men enlisted in the Mormon Battalion. From among these men, Brigham Young selected the commissioned officers; they included Jefferson Hunt, Captain of Company A; Jesse D. Hunter, Captain of Company B; James Brown, Captain of Company C; Nelson Higgins, Captain of Company D; and Daniel C. Davis, Captain of Company E. Among the most prominent non-Mormon military officers immediately associated with the battalion march were Lt. Col. James Allen, First Lt. Andrew Jackson Smith, Lt. Col. Philip St. George Cooke, and Dr. George Sanderson. Also accompanying Smith and his accompanying surgeon, a Dr. Sanderson, have been described in journals as the "heaviest burdens" of the battalion. Under Smith's dictatorial leadership and with Sanderson's antiquated prescriptions, the battalion marched to Santa Fe. On this trek the soldiers suffered from excessive heat, lack of sufficient food, improper medical treatment, and forced long-distance marches.
The first division of the Mormon Battalion approached Santa Fe on 9 October 1846. Their approach was heralded by Col. Alexander Doniphan, who ordered a one-hundred-gun salute in their honor. At Santa Fe, Smith was relieved of his command by Lt. Col. Philip St. George Cooke. Cooke, aware of the rugged trail between Santa Fe and California and also aware that one sick detachment had already been sent from the Arkansas River to Fort Pueblo in Colorado, ordered the remaining women and children to accompany the sick of the battalion to Pueblo for the winter. Three detachments consisting of 273 people eventually were sent to Pueblo for the winter of 1846-47.
The remaining soldiers, with four wives of officers, left Santa Fe for California on October 19, 1846. Henry “Harry” Dalton and his brother, Edward were not in this company of soldiers, but their cousin Henry Simon Dalton was.
From the Encyclopedic History of the LDS Church.
The Pueblo detachment that
arrived in the Salt Lake Valley in July of 1847:
The Pueblo detachments and remaining Mississippi Saints, under Captain James Brown, left Pueblo on May 24. They gradually gained on the vanguard company until they were only a day behind at the ferry on the Platte River. Finding a blacksmith, they decided to stop to get their animals shod. Next they followed the Platte River to the Sweetwater River on to Independence Rock. After they passed Devil’s Gate, they celebrated the anniversary of their enlistment. At daylight on July 16 there was a salute of small arms in honor of our enlistment and more especially the finishing of our one year’s service to Uncle Sam, and to let every one of Uncle Sam’s officers know we were our own men once more.
Although their period of service was up, there was no one to discharge them. They believed they had to go to California to be discharged and receive their mustering-out pay.
On July 28 they had their first view of Salt Lake Valley. Abner Blackburn and several others climbed a mountain crest and were impressed by "the grandest view that ever mortal beheld, the air was clear and perfect for a great view, the great Salt Lake glistening under the sun’s rays, range after range of mountains in every direction, the great desert to the west and Utah lake to the south east and the mountains beyond. A more sublime view was seldom seen from a mountain top."
On July 29, 1847, President Brigham Young, Heber C. Kimball, Willard Richards, George Albert Smith, Amasa Lyman, Wilford Woodruff, Ezra T. Benson and five other authorities rode on horseback to the mouth of Emigration Canyon, where they met the incoming Pueblo colonists. A violent thunderstorm prevented a grand welcome, but a fife and drum corps greeted the new arrivals. Thomas Bullock described the formation: "Council & Officers first, Infantry next with Martial Music, then followed the Cavalry—with baggage wagons bringing up the rear."
Captain Brown led 29 wagons filled with soldiers, their families, and Mississippi Saints to a campsite about one half-mile north of the Temple lot. The next morning, July 30, Brigham Young and the Council of Twelve Apostles met with the battalion officers and told them, "Your going into the army has saved the lives of thousands of people."
Since their enlistment period had expired, Brigham Young and the church authorities decided to disband the three detachments and not have them continue to California for severance pay as originally planned. That evening in a general meeting for the Saints Brigham Young spoke until he was hoarse. He expressed a warm feeling toward the soldiers and requested that the men build a bowery on the Temple lot so they could hold their meetings in the shade.
On July 31 Brigham Young assumed command and assigned the soldiers to gather brush for the bowery. They built a comfortable shelter forty by twenty-eight feet in size. During that week the soldiers continued to work under church direction, cultivating the soil and making adobe bricks for both living quarters and the fort. The addition of the men from Pueblo greatly aided in the heavy work in the valley during those early months.
“The Mormon Battalion” by Susan Easton Black.
So as you have read in the above article, the first of our Dalton men to arrive in the Salt Lake Valley were the two brothers, Edward and Henry Dalton, sons of John Dalton Jr.
Official LDS Church records for Henry (Harry) Dalton:
From the CD: LDS Family Suite 2, by Ancestry Inc. Orem Utah.
Dalton, Henry or Dalton, Harry.
Birth: Dalton, Harry - Date: January 10, 1825 - Place: Wysox, Bradford Co., PA.
Parents: Dalton, Harry - Father: Dalton, John II - Mother: Cranmer, Rebecca Turner.
Death: Dalton, Harry - Date: February 3, 1905 - Place: Annabella, Sevier Co., UT.
Buried: Annabella, Sevier, UT.
Marriage Information: Dalton, Harry - Spouse: Ferguson, Isabella, Date: 1850.
Children: Dalton, Harry.
Name: Birth date: Place:
1. Dalton, Amanda Delihah May 10, 1850 Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, UT.
2. Dalton, Melissa Jane April 6, 1852 Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, UT.
3. Dalton, Daniel Henry December 15, 1853 Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, UT.
4. Dalton, John William January 1, 1855 Parowan, Iron, UT.
5. Dalton, Orson Nephi April 29, 1858 Parowan, Iron, UT.
6. Dalton, Albert Alonzo March 25, 1860 Parowan, Iron, UT.
7. Dalton, Susan February 26, 1862 Kanosh, Iron, UT, USA
8. Dalton, Ebenezer Amasa May 7, 1863 Parowan, Iron, UT.
9. Dalton, Isaac Ferguson December 6, 1869 Kanosh, Iron, UT.
10. Dalton, Edward Milton September 30, 1873 Annabella, Sevier, UT.
Marriage Number 2 - Dalton, Harry - Spouse: Brunyer, Sarah - Date: January 7, 1855.
Temple Ordinance Data:
Dalton, Harry - Baptism - Date: March 31, 1964 - Temple: Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, UT.
Endowment - Date: February 2, 1846 Temple: Nauvoo, Hancock, IL.
Sealed to Parents - Date: March 31, 1959 - Temple: Manti, Sanpete Co., UT.
Sealed to Spouse - Date: April 2, 1854 - Temple: Endowment House in Salt Lake City.
Places of Residence: Dalton, Harry - Davis County, UT. 1850.
Vocations: Dalton, Harry. - Farmer.
Comments: Dalton, Harry was a Private in Company B of the Mormon Battalion.
Comments: #21. Harry was listed on the Daily Log of Persons in Nauvoo.
Comments: #31. In 1850, Harry had a household of 9 with $900 in real wealth. In 1870, Harry had a household of 12 with $200 in real wealth and $275 in personal wealth.
On the day that Henry Dalton received his Endowments in the Nauvoo Temple:
The City of Joseph, Monday, February 2, 1846.
The weather was fine, but the streets were muddy. A record two hundred thirty-four people received their temple ordinances.
Hosea Stout and his wife went to the temple to be sealed, but no sealings were being performed on this day. He had a talk with Brigham Young regarding the police. President Young was satisfied with some things but instructed him regarding areas of At 4:00 p.m., a meeting of captains of hundreds and fifties was held at Father Cutlers where instructions were given by Brigham Young. Much activity started within the companies to actively prepare to leave Nauvoo.
At sundown, Brigham Young returned to the Temple and continued to work there until 9:00 pm. Hosea Stout and his wife were sealed at 9:30. Before he left, he instructed the clerks to not stop recording until the records of the endowments were finished.
Heber C. Kimball and Brigham Young went to Willard Richard's office where they met in council. They also walked into the garden and examined his grove of chestnut trees and the grave of his wife, Jennetta who died July 9, 1845. They returned to the office and prayed to the Lord, asking for instructions They retired around 1:00 a.m.
JOHN LUTHER DALTON; The son of Charles Dalton and Mary Elizabeth Warner.
JOHN LUTHER DALTON, only son of Charles Dalton and Mary Elizabeth Warner was born 18 October 1843 in Nauvoo, Hancock County, Illinois. In the spring of 1846 when Luther was two years old, his parents, being loyal and true to the gospel they had embraced, left their home once more to follow their Church leaders across the Mississippi River into the wilderness of Iowa. They remained with the main group of people until the summer of 1848 when the family started across the plains, leaving the Elkhorn River on July 10th. They traveled with the Third Company under command of Willard Richards, arriving in Salt Lake Valley, 19 October 1848.
John L. was an only child, two younger sisters having passed away in infancy, one at the age of three months in Nauvoo, the other being born between the Pawnee Station and the Missouri River in the wilderness and then passing this mortal life seven months later.
They lived on the Church farm upon their arrival in Salt Lake City and later moved into the fort for the winter as a safety measure necessitated by troublesome Indians. They later lived in Farmington, Centerville, and Peterson, Weber Valley, Utah.
When he was eleven years old, his father Charles Dalton was called on a mission to the Indians in Idaho for the Church and Luther, as he was called, was left to care for his mother who died about 18 months later while his father was still on the mission. Luther had six brothers by his father's second wife, Eunice Daniels.
At the age of 19 John Luther was called on a mission to England by President Brigham Young, departing the 28th of April, 1865. While in England he did an extensive amount of research work in the fields of genealogy. He also met the girl that was to become his wife, Elizabeth Mary Studer. She with her family emigrated to America and Utah in early September 1866, and they were married on the 21st of September 1866.
Eleven children were born to this union. John Luther Dalton was a businessman in Ogden Utah. He owned and operated a music and bookstore, dealing in organs, musical instruments and books, later expanding to furniture, stoves and ranges. It was while in this business that he ruined his health through lifting these heavy articles of furniture.
WEST POINT WARD, North Davis Stake, Davis Co., Utah, consists of Latter-day Saints residing in a farming district in the north part of Davis County, Utah, the western boundary of the ward being the Great Salt Lake 1895. Soon after the organization of Davis County, that district of country now included in the West Point Ward was used as a herd ground by Capt. Wm. H. Hooper and others. The first actual settlers of the location were Levi Hammon and George Davis, who came with their families in 1867 and commenced to farm. Previous to this, James Hale had located at a point now known as Hale's Bend, where he built a cabin and boiled salt. Other settlers followed, among whom were Henry S. Gwilliam. L. D. S. meetings were commenced in private houses in charge of Levi Hammon, who acted under the direction of Bishop Belnap of Hooper Ward, located just over the boundary line, in Weber County. West Point was then known as the South Hooper district of Hooper Ward. An adobe meeting house was erected in South Hooper in 1876, in which day school sessions were also held, Luther Dalton being the first teacher.
On June 26, 1877, that part of Hooper ward lying south of the Weber County boundary line was organized as the South Hooper Ward. Soon afterwards a Sunday school was organized, with Peter Preece as superintendent, and a Relief Society was organized with Mrs. Elizabeth Gwilliam as president. A Y. M. M. I. A. was organized in 1878 with Levi V. Hammon as president and a Y. L. M. I. A. the same year with Mrs. Luane Hammon as president. A Primary Association was organized later. All these organizations have had a continued existence.
In 1896 a frame meeting house was erected in South Hooper, but in 1911 this was replaced by a substantial brick chapel, erected at a cost of $16,000. Adjacent to the building in 1930 was erected a modern amusement hall at a cost of about $25,000. The name of South Hooper Ward was changed to West Point in 1910, so named because it occupies the most westerly part of Davis County. From the time of its organization South Hooper (or West Point) Ward belonged to the Davis Stake of Zion, but when that stake was divided in 1915, it became part of the North Davis Stake. Bishop Henry B. Gwilliam was succeeded in 1883 by Edwin Parker, who in 1893 was succeeded by David Cook, who in 1895 was succeeded by Antone C. Christensen, who in 1898 was succeeded by Gilbert Parker, who in 1915 was succeeded by George R. Bennett, who in 1927 was succeeded by Amos Roy Cook, who presided over the ward Dec. 31, 1930. On that date the ward had 412 members, including 80 children. The total population of the West Point Precinct was 572 in 1930.
John Luther, in 1888 made another trip to England, this time for himself. The Dalton families are indebted to him and the efforts he put forth, leaving no stone unturned to gather data as far back as could be found on the Dalton progenitors. He found that Le Sieur de Dalton and two sons, John and Simon de Dalton, came from Normandy about 1153 A.D. at the time of King Henry II. The name Dalton is derived from the place where they lived, thus the name Dalton. Le Sieur de Dalton had three sons, two of them remained in England, the other went to Ireland with his father, hence came the names D'Alton, Daulton, etc., consequently the Dalton’s from Ireland and the Dalton’s from England are all from the same family even though their names are spelled differently.
The story of the home in
Ogden Utah that John Luther Dalton and his first wife, Elizabeth Studer lived
The article below was taken from a newspaper article written in April of 2000 and from a history of the restoration of this home by the present owner, Mr. Jim Love.
Friday, April 28, 2000
By DAVID TROESTER
OGDEN - A dollar and a dream can go a long way on Madison Avenue.
Just ask Jim Love.
He paid a buck for a rare Second Empire style house at 2622 Madison Ave. in 1992. After an eight-year restoration, the home is now valued at more than $100,000.
A glimpse of it can be seen at 8 p.m. Sunday on the TV program Restore America with Bob Vila, cable channel HGTV (Home and Garden Television). Vila and his camera crew filmed the segment last fall. The house is one of four historic Utah homes being featured. The others are in Park City and Salt Lake City.
The low purchase price was part of a city program to restore the 1886 house and make it a centerpiece of neighborhood revitalization. It is one of only a few Second Empire designs in Utah and is listed on the National Register of Historic Places.
The style originated under the Second French Empire (1852-1870) ruled by Charles Louis-Napoleon Bonaparte, nephew of Napoleon Bonaparte.
Second French Empire designs migrated to America beginning in the 1860s. The style is characterized by grand pavilions capped by concave mansard roofs with ornate crestings and cornices. Grounds are often meticulously landscaped with vibrant flowers, trees and gardens.
Love has labored for eight years, spending as much as $50,000 and thousands of hours, to restore the home. Work is about 80 percent complete.
He recently listed the 3,000- square-foot house on the market for $139,000 and plans to relocate to West Virginia to care for his aging mother.
"I had some friends who told me I paid too much money for it," Love said.
The home was vacant and boarded up when he took possession. It had been divided into four apartments. Love restored the original layout, replacing windows and doors, woodwork, flooring and more.
"I wanted to get it back to the basic bones," he said.
For six months, he lived in a motor home in the driveway while installing a bathroom and kitchen. Drop ceilings had to be torn out and wallpaper and woodwork stripped. The front porch not original was torn off and flaking bricks were meticulously removed and replaced.
"The brick is made of local clay that was just fired on the site," Love said.
Job Corps apprentices from Clearfield were brought in to aid the work as well as numerous friends and relatives. Grounds were landscaped with walks, shrubs and flowers.
People stand with their mouths open in awe of the restoration, said Elizabeth Love, Jim's wife.
"It gives people an idea that it can be done," she said.
The home was built in 1886 by John and Elizabeth Dalton. He was a partner in Dalton, Nye and Cannon Store at 2376 Main St., now Washington Boulevard.
In 1890, Dalton took a second wife, Amy, age 21, while in Mexico. The marriage was just before the birth of his 11th child with Elizabeth, and eight months before the LDS Church officially abolished polygamy.
The couple returned to Ogden, but left with Dalton's eldest son in 1892 on a church mission to preside over proselytizing in California. The couple never returned to Ogden, but relocated in 1894 to Pocatello, Idaho, where Amy's father lived. Dalton died in 1908.
Elizabeth Dalton remained in the Madison Avenue home until 1898 when she sold it for $3,500 and purchased a smaller house. She died in 1931.
The below item was written by
Jim Love and was taken from his Web page:
History - The house was built in 1886 by John and Elizabeth Studer Dalton (his first wife). Elizabeth bought the half-acre parcel in March 1886. Elizabeth stayed in the home until she sold it to James L. Porter in February 1898 for $3500 and purchased a small home at 1153 24th street for $700 where she lived until a few years before she died in 1931.
The east addition was built in 1915 and the summer kitchen was added after the main house was constructed. There were three porches across the front that were removed in the 1920s and replaced with a single large porch. This porch was removed by the current owner and an appropriate style porch replacement is planned.
The home was converted into four apartments (possibly in the 1940s). During this insensitive remodeling, ceilings were lowered with transoms removed and door height lowered. Holes were punched out in floors and walls without regard for load bearing surfaces. The house subsequently became run-down and a haven for vagrants and stray cats.
John Luther & Elizabeth Dalton home at 2622 Madison Ave. Ogden Utah.
Ogden City bought the property to protect it from the wrecking ball. Since most of the window glass was broken out, the city boarded up the doors and windows. Any lights, artifacts or valuables had been removed or looted. None of the current fixtures or furniture is original to the house. The city re-roofed the home, fixed the gutter system, and replaced the cornices. Only interior work done by the city was fixing the stairwell to make it safe.
The current owner purchased the home for $1 from Ogden City Neighborhood Development Agency with the agreement that he would restore the home and live in it for three years.
The house was first wired, plumbed, and new heating system installed.
Architecture Style -The house is (French) Second Empire that was popular from 1860 through 1880. This style is most popular in the east and Midwest. The home was built as popularity of this style was fading in other parts of the country but was popular in Utah from 1875 through 1890. Downtown development in the early twentieth century wiped out the greatest number of these highly decorative houses and today less than a dozen examples remain. The building is a two-story brick structure with a projecting central pavilion, highly decorative wall dormers, and a bell cast mansard roof. The lower rake of the mansard roof is covered with half round cedar shingles (owl feathers), while the upper rake is covered with flat seamed tin shingles. The owl feathers were replaced, but the original tin roof remains.
The brick walls are 12" thick using three courses of brick with an English bond. The brick was fired on site as evidenced by the pile of clay south of the addition; the exterior bricks have a very thin ceramic coating while the interior bricks appear to be sun-dried adobe. Handprints are visible in many of the bricks. It is unclear when the brick was first painted red. Several hundred bricks have been surgically replaced.
The house is made of mostly native materials with exception of staircase handrail. (Mormons wanted to be self-sufficient.) The house was one of the first homes in Ogden to be wired for electric light fixtures in the ceiling when it was built in 1886. It was heated with coal stoves (parlor stoves) in each room. There were never fireplaces (mantels) used in the home. The downstairs rooms show a flue entry near the ceiling and ports near the floor for fresh air entry. There was no interior plumbing. The house was constructed using square nails. The upstairs interior walls are lath and plaster. The floors were originally painted only around the edges; carpet covered the center—which is why we have to keep shoes on 100 - year - old splinters.
The exterior colors, while not all-original colors, are historically appropriate and from the Colonial Williamsburg collection of Martin Senour paints (Crittenden Paint and Glass in Ogden).
John Dalton was a partner in the firm Dalton, Nye and Cannon (a book and music store located at 2376 Washington, Ogden, Utah, that later expanded its inventory to include furniture).
John married Elizabeth Mary Studer, September 21, 1866. Elizabeth was born in England and met John while he was serving a mission there. John and Elizabeth had 11 children; seven survived to adulthood.
On the 17th of February 1890 John married his second wife Amy Edgely in Paso Del Norte, Mexico. John was called in August 1892 to preside over the California mission; he took with him Amy and their son. A second son was born in Calif. When the couple left the mission field in February 1894, they settled in the Pocatello area near Amy's father Joseph Edgely. John lived in the Pocatello area until his death in 1908.
Indications of acrimony in the Dalton family over the second marriage that was performed in Mexico some months after LDS church officials had officially ordered a halt to plural marriages. At various times before John's death, Elizabeth had herself listed as his widow in local directories. For additional information on the Dalton’s, see The John Dalton Book of Genealogy by Mark Ardath Dalton.
A portrait of John and Elizabeth Dalton currently hangs in the Daughters of Utah Pioneers Museum on Tabernacle Square in Ogden.
National Register of Historic Places - The home is on the National Register of Historic Places being placed there by Ogden City in 1986. The application for listing indicates, "The house is architecturally significant as one of the best surviving examples of the picturesque Second Empire style in Utah. The Dalton house, with its central pavilion, ranks beside the Devereaux house (NR 1971) and the Culmer house (NR 1974) in articulating the essence of Second Empire principles. For the most part, alterations have been minor, and reversible. The removal of the cornice is probably the most significant loss. Much of the significance of the John L and Elizabeth Dalton house lies in its retention of the axially which was critical to Second Empire design."
“John Luther took another wife on the 17th of February 1890. Her name was Amy Edgley. To this union four children were born. He served another mission, president of California Mission 1892-1894, taking his wife Amy and infant son John Luther, Jr., with him. A second son was born to them in Oakland, California. In the ensuing years after returning from this mission he engaged in dairying and he owned and operated a butcher shop in Pocatello, Idaho.
His health had been impaired and he was unable to do strenuous work so did such work as he could do. He passed away December 29, 1908, at Pocatello, Idaho. He gathered and assembled literally thousands of names of the Dalton and allied lines.”
Written by his daughter, Voyla Dalton Smith.
The Diary of John Luther Dalton:
From Monday August 8, 1892 to February 6, 1893.
Transcribed by Rodney Dalton from a copy of his dairy. (I have tried to copy this dairy as close to the original outline, style, text and spelling as I could. P indicates page. RD)
Monday 8, Aug. 1892 –
Wm. Studer, Lizzies brother came to me & said that he had just been talking with deputy Marshall Gill & that Gill had told him that they the Marshall’s had evidence that they I had a second wife & that her name was Amy Edgley. Her folks lives in Pocatello, & that the Marshall’s were going to Logan on Thursday to get her & that if there was anything in it that I had better get her out of the way. I thanked him & went to the bank & got $10, wrote Amy a letter & told her to come to Salt Lake City & go to bro. Torkelson’s.
I went home to dinner & Wm. was there & had told Lizzie the story. She said “you have got yourself into a pretty fix” “Bill” said the Marshall had told him they were going up on Wednesday & he thought it would be best for me to be out of the way. Fred & I went downtown & I got the letter out of the P.O. & it was thought best for me to go to Salt Lake & for Fred to go & get Amy out of the way in accordance with this arrangement
Fred to the 5 P.M. train to Logan & I took the 6 P. M. for Salt Lake but before starting I went up home. I am unable to describe Lizzies feelings. I put some books into a satchel &
then I went to find the children. Mary was in the parlor playing the piano. I went & kissed her & told her I would not be home that night. She wanted to know where I was going. I told her I would let them know later. Beatrice was asleep. Rosa was out on the front lawn. I kissed her, she asked where I was going. I told her downtown. I could not find Herbert & Lawrence, nor Audry. I did not know whether Audry simpathises (his spelling) with me or not. In arriving in Salt Lake City, I went to Br. T. E. Torkelsen’s 137 Oak Street.
Tuesday 9, Aug.
Between 11 & 12 A. M. Amy arrived from Logan, well & safe.
P.M. I went & saw Prest. Seymour B. Young & told him the situation & that I was ready for my mission. He was pleased to hear it. I met bro. John Watson of Z.C.M.I. Ogden. I told him the situation. I got him to go to the First National bank at Ogden & have them send me through the Deseret National bank S.L.C. my bank & Z. C. M. I. Stock.
The above is only a small excerpt of John Luther’s diary. Read the balance in Chapter 16 of the Utah Dalton history.
John Luther Dalton and Elizabeth Studer Dalton
John Luther Dalton was president of the California Mission from 1892 to 1894, was born Oct. 18, 1843, in Nauvoo, Ill., a son of Charles Dalton and Mary E. Warner. He was baptized April 15, 1852, came to Utah, and was set apart Aug. 10, 1892, for a mission to California. Having filled a successful mission he left San Francisco Feb. 23, 1894, for home, accompanied by his family.
Amy Edgely Dalton, 1869-1922
Official LDS Church records for John Luther Dalton:
Source; Ancestry. Com – LDS Family History Suite 2 CD Disk.
Dalton, John Luther
Birth: Dalton, John Luther - Date: October 18, 1843 - Place: Nauvoo, Hancock, IL.
Parents: Dalton, John Luther - Father: Dalton, Charles - Mother: Warner, Mary Elizabeth.
Death: Dalton, John Luther - Date: December 20, 1908 - Place: Pocatello, Bannock, ID.
Marriage Information: Dalton, John Luther Spouse: Studer, Elizabeth Mary.
Date: September 29, 1866 Place: Peterson, Morgan, UT.
Children: Dalton, John Luther.
Name: Birthdate: Place:
1. Dalton, John Charles June 6, 1867 Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, UT.
2. Dalton, Clara Estella March 26, 1869 Morgan, Morgan, UT.
3. Dalton, Audrey Elizabeth January 19, 1871 Peterson, Morgan, UT.
4. Dalton, Fredrick Fedel December 23, 1872 Centerville, Davis, UT.
5. Dalton, Mary Eunice February 15, 1876 Hooper, Davis, UT.
6. Dalton, Harriet May 28, 1878 Hooper, Davis, UT.
7. Dalton, Orson Luther June 23, 1879 Hooper, Davis, UT.
8. Dalton, Rosetta Louisa March 30, 1883 Ogden, Weber, UT,.
9. Dalton, Herbert Archie February 11, 1885 Ogden, Weber, UT.
10. Dalton, James Lawrence March 14, 1889 Ogden, Weber, UT.
11. Dalton, Alice Beatrice October 10, 1890 Ogden, Weber, UT.
Marriage Number 2 - Dalton, John Luther - Spouse: Edgeley, Amy - Date: February 17, 1890 - Place: Paso Del Porte, Mexico.
Marriage 2 Children:
Name: Birth date: Place:
1. Dalton, John Luther, Jr. November 22, 1891 Logan, Cache Co. UT.
2. Dalton, Joseph Edgley November 18, 1892 Oakland, Alameda, CA.
3. Dalton, Voyla July 14, 1897 Pocatello, Bannock, ID.
4. Dalton, Alvin William December 15, 1899 Blackfoot, Bingham, ID.
Church Ordinance Data: Dalton, John Luther.
Baptism - Date: April 15, 1852
Baptism - Date: February 1, 1852
Baptism - Date: April 15, 1851
Temple Ordinance Data: Dalton, John Luther - Endowment Date: September 2, 1866.
Temple: Endowment House in Salt Lake City
Endowment - Date: April 18, 1863
Sealed to Parents -Date: June 29, 1887
Sealed to Spouse - Date: September 29, 1866
Temple: Endowment House in Salt Lake City.
Places of Residence: Dalton, John Luther. UT. 1892. CA. 1892-1894
Salt Lake City, UT. 1867. Morgan, UT. 1869. Oakland 1892-1896.
Peterson, Morgan Co. UT. 1871. Carterville, UT. 1872. Hooper, Weber Co. UT. 1876-1882. Ogden, Weber Co.UT. 1883-1890. Logan, Cache Co. UT. 1891. Pocatello, Bannock Co. ID. 1897-1898. Blackfoot, Bingham Co. ID. 1899
Some of this history of John Luther Dalton was copied from the biographical story “Grandpa’s Legacy” by Leslie Dalton Crunk.
The below was copied from
Leslie Dalton Crunk’s book “The Descendants of John Luther Dalton and Amy
“John Luther Dalton died Dec. 29, 1908. From the memoirs of Aunt Voyla and Uncle Alvin, it appears that Grandpa was very sick for a number of years, which surly put a heavy financial strain on the family. With his generous sharing personality, this would have been extremely hard on Grandpa. Grandma Amy told her daughter-in-law, Audrey Baxter-Dalton, who was married to Joseph Edgley Dalton, that “John Luther could give $50 away easier than Edgley could give $5”
The grave of John Luther Dalton in the Pocatello Idaho cemetery.
Henry Simon Dalton; the second son of Henry Dalton and Elizabeth Green was born on April 3, 1824 in Conklin, Broome Co. New York, although the official LDS Church records shows he was born in Chenango, Broome Co. NY. The reason for this is that the original township was Chenango before it was Conklin. He was one of the sons of Henry Dalton and Elizabeth Green. He later grew up with his cousins near their farm in Wysox.
After his father, Henry Dalton, drowned in the Susquehanna River in 1833, he was "adopted" so to speak by his uncle, John Dalton Jr. He was with the Daltons when they moved to Washtenaw County, Michigan in 1835. Henry Simon Dalton accompanied his uncles to Nauvoo.
Henry Simon Dalton was a member of the Mormon Battalion, Company B. He joined the Battalion in 1846. The Captain was Jesse D. Hunter, with 12 men in Headquarters Company. There were 90 privates, Henry S. Dalton being one of them. Henry belonged to the Santa Fe. On this trek the soldiers suffered from excessive heat, lack of sufficient food, improper medical treatment, and forced long distance marches. The First Division of the Battalion marched to Santa Fe on Oct. 9th, 1846. Three detachments consisting of 273 people eventually were sent to Pueblo, Colo. for the winter of 1846/47. It was this group of Mormons who first established the Anglo-Saxon civilization there. They held the first religious service in English, taught the first school, and erected the first English meeting house.
Henry Simon Dalton left Santa Fe for California on 19 October 1846. They journeyed down the Rio Grande del Norte and eventually crossed the Continental Divide on 28 November 1846. While moving up the San Pedro River in present-day Arizona, their column was attacked by a herd of wild cattle. In the ensuing fight, a number of bulls were killed and two men were wounded. Following the "Battle of the Bulls," the battalion continued their march toward Tucson, where they anticipated a possible battle with the Mexican soldiers garrisoned there. At Tucson, the Mexican defenders temporarily abandoned their positions and no conflict ensued.
On 21 December 1846 the battalion encamped on the Gila River. They crossed the Colorado River into California on 9 and 10 January 1847. By 29 January 1847 they were camped at the Mission of San Diego, about five miles from General Kearny's quarters. That evening Colonel Cooke rode to Kearny's encampment and reported the battalion's condition. On 30 January 1847 Cooke issued orders enumerating the accomplishments of the Mormon Battalion. "History may be searched in vain for an equal march of infantry. Half of it has been through a wilderness where nothing but savages and wild beasts are found, or deserts where, for lack of water, there is no living creature."
During the remainder of their enlistment, some members of the battalion were assigned to garrison duty at either San Diego, San Luis Rey, or Ciudad de Los Angeles. Other soldiers were assigned to accompany General Kearny back to Fort Leavenworth. All soldiers, whether en route to the Salt Lake Valley via Pueblo or still in Los Angeles, were discharged at Los Angeles on July 16th 1847. The Mormon Battalion boys scattered out, some coming to San Francisco. Among them was Henry S. Dalton who went to work in a butcher shop.
The following is an article by Elizabeth Kittleman who married Henry S. Dalton.
From the Book; "Our Pioneer Heritage; the Brooklyn Ship Saints."
The Ship Brooklyn docked in Yerba Buena, California, arriving on a Sunday, so the Saints held a meeting to praise God for the safe journey. The William Kettleman family lived in San Francisco for three years. Elizabeth Kettleman kept a boarding house on Bush and Montgomery Streets, where the Mills Building now stands.
“On July 16th, 1847 the Mormon Battalion boys were discharged at Los Angeles and scattered out, some coming to San Francisco. Among them was Henry Simon Dalton who came to work in a butcher shop and boarded in our house. He stayed with us until the following March, when we were married by Elder Addison Platt.
(Note: Elizabeth kept a boarding house on Bush and Montgomery Streets, where the Mills Building now stands)
We left San Francisco in June of 1849 to come to Utah. We arrived on Oct. 1, 1849 and settled in the First Ward in Salt Lake City. In 1850 we moved north to Centerville, Davis County, Utah, which is about 15 miles from Salt Lake City.
In May of 1856 we were called on a mission to Carson Valley Nev. After serving for one year in the Carson Valley Mission, we returned to Utah, along with all the other Saints. When we arrived back home in Centerville, my husband sold the upper portion of the farm to the Cheneys and then built a new home for us on the other half. We left our home again in 1858 at the time of the Utah War and moved south to Spanish Fork. We got word that we could return again to Centerville in July of that year."
Elizabeth Kettleman Dalton passed away on Dec. 13, 1917 after living for 57 years on the land purchased in Utah in 1849. She was an active Latter-day Saint and was a member of the first Relief Society organized in Centerville.
There is an interesting story about Henry Simon Dalton's death and burial that I found in a State of Utah Cemetery record. It says that when he died in Salt Lake City on Nov. 10, of 1886, he was buried in the old Salt Lake City Cemetery. A few weeks later he was exhumed and taken to Centerville for reburial.
The Official LDS Church Records for Henry Simon Dalton:
Ancestry. Com – LDS Family History Suite 2 CD Disk.
Dalton, Henry Simon.
Birth: Dalton, Henry Simon - Date: April 3, 1827 - Place: Chenango, Broom, NY.
Parents: Dalton, Henry Simon - Father: Dalton, Henry - Mother: Greene, Elizabeth.
Death: Dalton, Henry Simon - Date: November 10, 1886 - Place: Centerville, Davis, UT.
Burial Date: November 12, 1886 - Buried: Centerville, Davis, UT.
Marriage Information: Dalton, Henry Simon - Spouse: Kettleman, Elizabeth Jane - Date: March 12, 1848 - Place: San Francisco, San Francisco, CA.
1. Dalton, John George December 16, 1848.
2. Dalton, Sarah Elizabeth May 5, 1851.
3. Dalton, Eliza Jane May 3, 1853.
4. Dalton, William Henry June 17, 1855.
5. Dalton, Mary Maria September 2, 1859.
Church Ordinance Data: Dalton, Henry Simon - Baptism - Date: February 7, 1857
Temple Ordinance Data: Dalton, Henry Simon – Endowment date: February 6, 1846 - Temple: Nauvoo, Hancock, IL.
Endowment - Date: June 12, 1941.
Sealed to Parents - Date: June 11, 1942.
Sealed to Spouse - Date: February 26, 1853.
What happened on the day
Henry Simon Dalton received his Endowments in the Nauvoo Temple:
The City of Joseph, Friday, February 6, 1846
The weather was fine. Five hundred, twelve people received their temple ordinances. Ordinances were being given around the clock. Bishop George Miller and family crossed the Mississippi River on flat boats with six wagons.
Brigham Young asked all the Captains of the Emigration Companies to have their extra teams meet at the Masonic Hall in the morning where he could give loading instructions. He also asked for a body of troops to be ready to march on foot whenever they were needed.
History of the Church, Vol.7, Ch.38, p.580.
Hosea Stout Diary (1846), vol. 2, typescript, BYU-S, p.140.
Thomas Bullock Journal, BYU Studies Vol. 31, No 1.
George Simon Dalton; Second son of Simon Cooker Dalton and Anna Wakeman.
George was born on Sept. 7, 1828 in Wysox, Bradford Co. Pennsylvania and died on Sept 25, 1906 in Ogden, Weber Co. Utah and is buried in the Ogden City Cemetery.
George Simon Dalton lived in Centerville after he settled in Utah.
The following event concerning George Dalton happened sometime in Nov. of 1857.
The story of George Simon Dalton involvement with Wild Bill Hickman.
Edited by Rodney Dalton from a book written by Wild Bill Hickman.
In 1872, Bill Hickman made a confession of his crimes to R. N. Baskin. Mr. Baskin, who later served as mayor of Salt Lake City and became a member of the supreme court of the State of Utah, and gave this report in his book, “Reminiscences of Early Utah.”
"The Danites were an organization in the Mormon church. Its existence was stated by Bill Hickman in his confession made to me. He gave me the names of more than a score of its active members, among whom were a number of reputed notorious Danite assassins. He stated that the members were bound by their covenants to execute the orders of the priesthood, and that when a direct order or intimation was given to 'use up' anyone, it was always executed by one or more of the members, according to the circumstances of the case. That such an organization existed is conclusively shown by the numerous mysterious murders, which were never investigated by the executive officers of the Territory, or any attempt made to prosecute the guilty parties. The Mormon sermons, the confessions of Hickman and Lee, and numerous other circumstances made plain its existence. Hickman confessed to me that he personally knew of thirteen persons having been murdered, some of them by him, and others by various Danites; that at one time he murdered a man by the name of Buck at the personal request of Brigham Young."
Bill Hickman was known to have killed many people in early Utah, yet he seemed to have been shielded from prosecution by the Mormon Church. Orrin Porter Rockwell was another murderer who received protection from the church. Rockwell was one of the first to become a member of the church and soon became one of Joseph Smith's intimate friends. In Missouri, he joined the dreaded Danite band, served as a bodyguard for Joseph Smith, and was initiated into the secret Council of Fifty.
Both Hickman and Rockwell participated in the Aiken massacre. Although this slaughter did not involve as many people as the Mountain Meadows Massacre, it was certainly one of the cruelest deeds the early Mormons ever perpetrated. J. H. Beadle gave the following information concerning this cold-blooded transaction:
"The party consisted of six men... on reaching Kaysville, twenty-five miles north of Salt Lake City, they were all arrested on the charge of being spies for the Government!... The Aikin party had stock, property, and money estimated at $25,000. Nothing being proved against them they were told they should be 'sent out of the Territory by the Southern route.' Four of them started, leaving Buck and one of the unknown men in the city. The party had for an escort, O. P. Rockwell, John Lot, ____ Miles, and one other. When they reached Nephi, one hundred miles south, Rockwell informed the Bishop, Bryant, that his orders were to 'have the men used up there.' Bishop Bryant called a council at once, and the following men were selected to assist: J. Bigler (now a Bishop,) P. Pitchforth, his 'first councillor,' John Kink, and ____ Pickton.
The selected murderers, at 11 p.m., started from the Tithing House and got ahead of the Aikins', who did not start till daylight. The latter reached the Sevier River, when Rockwell informed them they could find no other camp that day; they halted, when the other party approached and asked to camp with them, for which permission was granted. The weary men removed their arms and heavy clothing, and were soon lost in sleep... the escort and the party from Nephi attacked the sleeping men with clubs and the kingbolts of the wagons. Two died without a struggle. But John Aiken bounded to his feet, but slightly wounded, and sprang into the brush. A shot from the pistol of John Kink laid him senseless. 'Colonel' also reached the brush, receiving a shot in the shoulder from Port Rockwell, and believing the whole party had been attacked by bandits, he made his way back to Nephi. With almost superhuman strength he held out during the twenty-five miles... ghastly pale and drenched with his own blood, staggering feebly along the streets of Nephi.... his story elicited a well-feigned horror.”
Meanwhile Rockwell and party had reached the city [Salt Lake City], taken Buck and the other man, and started southward, plying them with liquor.... they reached the Point of the Mountain. There it was decided to 'use them up,' and they were attacked with slung-shots and billies. The other man was instantly killed. Buck leaped from the wagon, outran his pursuers, their shots missing him, swam the Jordan, and came down it on the west side. He reached the city and related all that occurred, which created quite a stir. Hickman was then sent for to 'finish the job,' which he did as related in the text." (Brigham's Destroying Angel, pp. 206-210)
Bill Hickman claimed that he was summoned to Brigham Young's office. When he arrived, he asked President Young what he wanted. Young answered: "The boys have made a bad job of trying to put a man out of the way. They all got drunk, bruised up a fellow, and he got away from them at the Point of the Mountain, came back to this city, and is telling all that happened, which is making a big stink. He said I must get him out of the way and use him up." Hickman goes on to say that the last surviving member of the Aiken party trusted a man by the name of George Dalton. Dalton was able to lure the man out to a secluded spot beyond "the Hot Springs three miles north of the city" where Hickman was waiting in ambush and shot him "through the head." The next day Bill Hickman "went to Brigham Young's, told him that Buck was taken care of, and there would be no more stink about his stories. He said he was glad of it. Buck was the last one of the Aiken's party..."
“I found them, and they told me O. P. Rockwell, with a party, had made a bad job and wanted help, and I had been sent for to wind it up. Said they: "Did Brigham tell you what was up?" I told them he did, and had sent me to arrange things. They told me they had things fixed; that when the party, to which this man belonged, first came into the territory, they had all stopped twelve miles north of the city, and remained several weeks in the neighborhood where GEORGE DALTON lived; that Dalton was in town, and they had got him to see this man (whose name I never heard, only he was and take him home with him, for he had confidence in Dalton. They said Dalton understood it, and they were waiting for me to come and meet him on the road. They then hunted up Dalton, and told him they had things all right now. Dalton was to leave town a little before sundown, and pass the Hot Springs three miles north of the city, and take the lower road on which there was not much travel, and I was to meet him. I was to know his team because both of his horses were white, and he was to drive very fast.”
From page 129-30 of " Brigham's Destroying Angel: Being the Life, Confession, and Startling Disclosures of the Notorious Bill Hickman."
Author: Bill Hickman.
The Obituary of George Simon
From the Ogden Standard newspaper, Sept. 26th, 1906.
“The funeral of George S. Dalton, who died at 10 a.m. Tuesday, will be held from the Second Ward meeting house at 3 p.m. Thursday. The remains may be viewed at the residence, 461 Twenty-sixth Street between the hours of 10 a.m. and 1 p.m. on the day of the funeral. The deceased was 78 years old and one of the pioneers of the county. The cause of death was paralysis from which the deceased had been suffering for a great length of time "
Added material found
on May 15th, 2001 at the LDS FHL in SLC Utah:
Charles Wakeman Dalton’s land plat records in Beaver City, Beaver County Utah:
Film no. 0485237 Pages 13 & 14 –
Lot 3, Block 27, Plat A, 12 x 12 rods = 144 rods and north half of lot 2, block 27, Plat A,
12 x 12 rods, East & West x 6 rods North & South = x 2 rods, Beaver City survey, situated in the North E ¼ of sec. 21.
Lot, 2 lock 53, Plat A, 12 x 12 rods = 144 rods, Beaver City survey, situated in the N. E.
¼ of sec. 21.
C. A. Dolton
Lot 1, Block 6, Plat a, 12 x 12 rods = 144 rods, Beaver city survey, situated in the N. ½ of S. E. ¼ of sec. 21.
Territory of Utah Probate Court in and for said County
County of Beaver June term A.D. 1871
Hon. John R. Murdock, Judge
In the matter of
Charles Albert Dolton
“Statement of claim filed March 20th, 1871 Charles Albert Dolton, having been duly served affirmed this day by his attorney John Ward Christian and made proof of his title of the land described in his statement of claim to the satisfaction of the court – whereupon it is ordered and adjudged by the court that the said Charles Albert Dolton, is thereby adjudged to be the rightful owner and processor of the following described tract or path of land, to wit – Lot one (1) Block six (6) Plat A of Beaver City survey, Situated in section Twenty-one (21) Township Twenty-nine (29) South Range seven (7) West, containing in all, one hundred and forty four (44) rods and that a certificate of ownership be awarded to him pursuant to law and in such case made and provided”
On page 89 is the following:
C.W. Dolton –
And afterwards to wit on the same day the cause of Charles W. Dalton was called and having produced to the court the necessary proofs of possessor title and an undisputed right of possession of the city lots and other lands described in the statement on file in said court, it is hereby ordered and adjudged that the clerk issue a certificate of judgment and an order to the mayor of Beaver City for the execution and delivering of deeds of conveyance for the city lots lands in his statement on file and recorded in the court.
Record of adjudicated land claim
Territory of Utah Probate Court in and for
County of Beaver said county. June term
In the matter
___of_____ Hon. J.R. Murdock, Judge
Marvin B. Dalton Land Claims
Statement of claim filed March 20th, 1871 Marvin B. Dalton having been duly served affirmed this day by his attorney John W. Christain and made proof of his title to the land described in his statement of claim to the satisfaction of the court, where upon it is ordered and adjudged by the court the said Marvin B. Dalton he and he is truly adjudged to be the rightful owner and processor of the following described tract or parcel of land to wit: Lot two (2) in block fifty three (53) Plat A of Beaver City survey, situated in section twenty one (21) township twenty nine (29) South, range seven (7) West, conforming in all one hundred and forty four (144) rods and that a certificate of ownership be awarded to him in as much to law and in such case made and provided.
Found in the same film, page 7:
Beaver City, Beaver County, March 10th 1871
The Clerk of the County Court
The undersigned claiming to be the rightful professor of Lots 2. 3. 4. On block 17 of Plat 6, each 17 & 16 rods, Beaver survey, wishes to file in this his statement notifying all persons that he will apply after being served with the necessary papers, as provided by statement to the Judge of the County Court, for a certificate of Judgement to the Mayor for a deed of conveyance.
Signed John P. Lee
This is John Percival Lee, the father of Sarah Lucinda Lee, who was the forth wife of Charles Wakeman Dalton.
Found on page 159 on same
Record of Adjudicated Land claims
Territory of Utah Probate Court in and for the said Co.
County of Beaver June Term 1872
Hon J R Murrdock Judge
In the matter
Simon Howd Land Claims
Statement of claim filed May 9th 1871. Having been duly served, appeared this day and having made proof of his title to the land described in said statement of claim to the satisfaction of the Court, whereupon it is ordered and adjudged that he is the rightful owner and professor of the following described track or parcel of land to wit. Lot 1 block 1 range 2 N & W 40 rods N & S by 10 rods E & W containing 2 ½ acres and west ½ of Lot 2 Block 1 range N & W 40 rods by 2.3 acres & Lot 5 Block 1 range 1 N & W 40 by 40 10 acres and S part of Lot 4 Block 1 range 1 N & W 6 rods N & S by 40 East & W 1 ½ acres in Beaver City survey situated in Sec. 21 T 29 S R 7 W containing all 19 acres and that a certificate of ownership be awarded to him pursuant to law in such case made & provided.
The Simon Howd described in the above statement is the father of my grandmother’s mother, Sarah Louise Howd, who married James Veater on June 2, 1873.
Material copied from Rodney Dalton’s genealogy database:
These are mostly obituaries copied from the ancestry.com Suite 2, C-D and from the Obituary Scrapbook of the Daughters of the Utah Pioneers.
Also some interesting stories collected about the Dalton family in Utah.
William Henry Dalton:
The son of Charles Dalton & Eunice Daniels. He was born on May 1, 1865 in Peterson, Morgan Co. Utah and died on Feb. 11, 1938 in Ogden, Weber Co. Utah.
He married Mary Elizabeth Jones on Dec. 12, 1886 in Hooper, Davis Co. Utah.
They had 9 children.
William Dalton was the last child of Charles Dalton, and he was a native pioneer. He cleared land, farmed when farming was desperately hard; used little machinery and worked primarily the hard way--by hand! He was taking every opportunity available for extra work; he helped build many roads, in fact nearly every road in and around Weber County, as well as Ogden and Weber Canyons; working with team and scraper, or with the shovel, mixing and working in cement on the Davis & Weber Canal, working on the Denver & Rio Grande and Bamberger tracks; helping with construction on building in Ogden, carrying bricks, and riding the "sprinkler wagons" to settle the dust in summer.
All these and many more, besides all the chores, of irrigating, plowing, cultivating, harvesting, haying, necessary to run the farm were the activities of the tireless William Henry Dalton. No matter what it was, he was always eager to be working; putting in long, hard, honest hours, never too tired to keep smiling, to be kind and loving to his family, full of fun and humor with all.
He had a superior disposition and an excellent philosophy for rearing his family. No quarreling was permitted. He set the perfect example. Never did he speak an unkind word to his wife, and only ruled the children with kindness. They were trained from the first to obey when they were spoken to. He told his married children to rear their families by telling them only once, but to make sure they understood, then to make sure they did it.
He always encouraged his family to live every principle and ordinance of the gospel, to always improve themselves and to serve the Lord with all their strength. Be examples! His children grew up with the desire to have a perfect attendance at all meetings, school or whatever group they might belong, and not only to always be there but to be there on time. His word was as good as a bond. There was no deceit, no fault-finding and no dislike for any human being.
He was a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, serving faithfully all his life. He spent two years in Home Missionary work, many years as a Ward Teacher and a High Priest in his hometown of Roy, Utah.
He organized the "Dalton Family Night" and was made president. For years, all the families met together each month for these lovely occasions. He started the Dalton reunions.
He was fond of beautiful horses, always taking good care of them, their harnesses and the carriages, that it was a pleasure to ride with him.
He held membership in the Weber County Farm Bureau as well as the Utah State Farm Bureau. His twenty-acre farm was among the best. All kinds of lush fruits, melons and tomatoes were especially delectable.
He often remarked that no one of his nine children ever displeased him or gave him cause to worry.
"Nay, speak no ill" should be the epitaph in the Roy Cemetery, as he lived and taught that all his life. "If you can't say good things, then don't say anything."
Obituary - William Henry
ROY- William Henry Dalton, 72, farmer and lifetime resident of this community, died at 7:30 a. m. Friday in an Ogden hospital following a 10-day illness.
He was born May 1, 1865, in Peterson, Utah, to Charles and Eunice Daniels Dalton. His parents moved to Roy soon after his birth, and he had resided there since. He was a member of the L. D. S. Church. At the time of his death he was a high priest in the Roy, Utah, L. D. S. ward. He also had served as ward teacher and for a number of years had been in the Roy M. I. A. presidency.
Surviving are his widow, formerly Mary E. Jones, whom he married December 2, 1886, in Salt Lake L. D. S. temple, and the following sons and daughters: Charles Dalton and Mrs. Ray Patterson of West Point, Mrs. Herbert Allen and Mrs. Juel Andreason of Los Angeles, Cal.; Mrs. Jack Drayer of Clinton, Mrs. Amos L. Schofield and Mrs. M. E. Steck of Roy, Mrs. Wilford Hardy of Portland, Ore.; 27 grandchildren and 11 great-grandchildren.
Funeral services will be conducted Sunday at 2 p. m. in Roy L. D. S. ward chapel by Bishop R. P. Greenwood. Burial will be in Roy cemetery, directed by Aultorest Memorial mortuary.
Friends may call at the family home here Saturday evening and prior to services Sunday
Orson Allred Dalton:
The son of Charles Wakeman Dalton & Elizabeth Allred. He was born on Nov. 17, 1851 and died on June 30, 1937 in Ogden, Weber Co. Utah. He married Frances Harriett Wiltshire on Sept. 29, 1871 in Beaver, Beaver Co. Utah. They had 4 children.
Obituary – Orson Allred
OGDEN--Orson Allred Dalton, 84, who came to Ogden 30 years ago from southern Utah, where he had engaged in farming and mining, died Wednesday morning at the family home, 2208 Monroe avenue.
Mr. Dalton was born in Parowan, November 17, 1852, a son of Charles W. and Elizabeth Allred Dalton. He married Frances Wiltshire in Beaver, September 29. 1871. At that time he worked as a wagon freighter from Kansas City to southern Utah and Nevada. He was a high priest in the L. D. S. Sixth ward here.
He is survived by his widow, five sons and daughters: George F. Dalton, Ogden; Mrs. Dick House. Ely, Nev.; Orson W. Dalton, Durango, Colo.; Mrs. Eleanor Ruby, Hollywood, Cal., and Mrs. Eva Matthews. Long Beach. Cal.; 19 grandchildren, six great-grandchildren and two sisters, Mrs. Elvira Morgan Circleville, and Mrs. Elizabeth Marks, Seattle, Wash.
Funeral arrangements will be announced later by Malan mortuary.
The article below is copied from “Treasures of Pioneer History” Vol. 2 - Dancing A Pioneer Recreation - Piute Co.
“Pioneering lasted for many years in Circleville. Piute County and many other settlements in southern Utah that could be reached only by team and freight wagons over pioneer trails until the coming of automobiles and the building of graded roads by the State. The scattered farming communities were several miles apart. The people united in work and play and took time for recreation in the culture of dancing. The first dances were held in the log schoolhouse that also served for a church in the early days.
In about 1892, Orson Dalton built a dance hall of lumber with a stage at one end. It has been said that this was the largest dance hall south of Spanish Fork. This hall was rented for dances as a private enterprise. People of all ages, including most of the population, were in attendance at dances. They came by team with wagons and white tops from the settlements of Junction, Kingston and Coyote, now known as Antimony, to enjoy dancing and mingle with the people of Circleville. Babies were sleeping on blankets placed on the front of the stage. Small children were usually quiet, soothed by the sweet strains of music. Musicians were few in numbers. There was Jimmy Nielson from Sevier County who played the violin and in company with a musician, who played the guitar, they traveled from one settlement to another playing music for dances. Sometimes they played in Circleville. Music for dances for a number of years was played by Ezra Bird with the piccolo; Thomas Thomas, the guitar; Will Thomas, the violin, and Lorin Fullmer, the organ. Later a piano was bought and was played by Lorin Fullmer.
Most of the dances in Circleville were held in the Dalton Hall for a number of years. The people were becoming more prosperous and some of the leading men in the community decided to build a better dance hall on a co-op basis. Stock was sold to local people and a large rustic hall was built. The dance floor was about forty by seventy feet with a large stage at one end for dramatic plays and a stage for the band at about the center of one side. Painted a light gray color on the outside, inside walls were finished with plaster with an elaborate ceiling. This stately building contained a basement that was used for banquets when a dance and supper was featured.”
Frances Wiltshire’s (wife of Orson Dalton) parents were Ann Chadney and William Wiltshire. They homesteaded in Council Bluffs, Iowa, farmed and had three children. William drowned in the Missouri River in June of 1850. Harriet Wilshire, was born on Feb. 20, 1851, eight months after her father's death. At the time, the eldest of the four children was just ten years old. (The spelling of Wiltshire is sometimes Wilkshire)
The following is Frances written account on an application for membership to The Society of Daughters of the Utah Pioneers, dated April 25, 1927. She was accepted.
"When I was seven months old my mother with her little family started for Utah driving an ox and a cow. This long, tiresome overland journey was made in sorrow and heavy heartaches for on the desolate prairie my dear mother was forced to lay away a darling little girl. She was placed in a rough box and buried by the side of the overland trail. In the summer of 51’ we arrived in Utah and mother located in Cedar City. From here she moved to Beaver City, Beaver Co, Utah, where we lived a great many years. My mother was a very independent woman, very industrious, thrifty and economical. She, with the aid of her children managed their little farm thus becoming self-supporting. She with her family suffered all sorts of privations and hardships incident to pioneer life. My parents left their native land in obedience to a satisfied condition that Joseph Smith was a prophet of God. She lived a conscientious true Christian life and died in January 1882 in Circleville, Piute Co, Utah. She was loved and respected by all who knew her."
"I, Harriet Frances Wiltshire Dalton am a Pioneer in my own right. I was born Feb. 21, 1851 in Council Bluffs, Pottawattomy Co., Iowa and have lived all my life in Utah. In 1871 I married Orson Allred Dalton. Our first home was in Beaver City where we lived for four years, afterwards moving to Circle valley. In 1898 we moved to Farmington, New Mexico, where we lived for a few years, from here we moved to Durango, Colorado. In 1907 we moved to our present address, Ogden City, Utah."
Almeron Ambrose Dalton:
The son of Simon Cooker Dalton and his forth wife, Mary Elizabeth Veach.
He was born on Jan. 12, 1858 in Centerville, Davis Co., Utah, and died on Oct. 5, 1934 in Sandy, SL Co., Utah. He married Ida Eliza Dack on Aug. 22, 1880 in Manti, SanPete, Utah. They had 6 children.
In the 1880s Mary E. Veach Dalton Palmer ran a boardinghouse in Chicken Creek, Utah. (Levan). Her son, Almeron Dalton had a stage line from Chicken Creek to St. George. At his suggestion, she moved to Fayette and established the Palmer House Hotel, about 1890. The house had been built by an early settler, of adobe, plastered both outside and inside. It had two large front rooms with a fireplace in each room and there were smaller rooms at the back. A front porch was built along the east side. The name "Palmer House" had been painted in black letters across the north side of the house, which lettering was so large and clear it could be read for a distance by travelers approaching from the north. This hotel was maintained for several years.
Obituary - Almeron Ambrose
Funeral services will be conducted Sunday at 12:30 p. m. in the Sandy L. D. S. First ward chapel for Almeron Ambrose Dalton, 76, who died in a local hospital Friday at 12:45 a. m. Mr. Dalton was born in Centerville January 12, 1858, a son of Simon C. and Mary E. Veach Dalton. For the past ten years he had been a resident of Sandy. He was formerly a foreman for the United States Smelting and Refining Company, from which he retired ten years ago. Surviving are his widow, Mrs. Josephine Peterson Dalton; five sons and daughters, A. E. Dalton, Mrs. Alice Hughes, Mrs. Thelma Park of Sandy, Mrs. Della Kenney of Salt Lake City and Philip Dalton of California; 17 grandchildren and 10 great-grandchildren; one sister, Mrs. George F. Stevens, Salina, and a half-brother, Guss Palmer of Idaho. Friends may call at the Deseret mortuary 36 East Seventh South street, all day Saturday, and at the home in Sandy Sunday morning prior to services. Interment will be in the Sandy cemetery. Bishop August Nelson of the Sandy L. D. S. ward will officiate.
Simon Eugene Dalton Sr:
The son of Simon Cooker Dalton & Elnora Lucretia Warner. He was born on Aug. 1, 1852 in Centerville, Davis, Utah and died on Dec. 1, 1933 in Springville, Utah Co., Utah. He married Elizabeth Jane Huntington on Feb. 22, 1877 in Springville, Utah. They had 7 children.
Obituary - Simon Eugene
Mr. Dalton was born in Centerville, Utah. August 1, 1852, a son of Simon C. and Elnora Warren Dalton. He has served in numerous capacities in the Church. He was a member of the ward bishopric of, the Second ward for 12 years; counselor to President John Johnson of the high priest quorum of Utah stake and has been president of the Kolob state high priest quorum since its organization. He acted as justice of the peace and precinct justice for a number of years. He was married to Elizabeth Jane Huntington, February 22, 1877, who died March 22, 1924. Of this union, seven children were born, six of whom survive as follows: Mrs. Ella Miner, Mrs. Jennie Whittaker and Oliver Dalton of Springville; Mrs. Emma Russell and Miss Hilda Dalton of Berkeley, Cal.; Dr. S. Eugene Dalton, Jr., of Atlantic City, New Jersey; nine grandchildren and four great-grandchild.
Funeral services will be held Sunday afternoon in the Second ward chapel, with interment in the city cemetery.
Simon Eugene Dalton Sr. is buried in the Old Springville Cemetery.
Joseph Alvin Dalton:
The son of Simon Cooker Dalton & Elnora Lucretia Warner. He was born on Dec. 12 1860 in Centerville, Davis Co. Utah and died in July of 1933 in SLC Utah. He married Mary Pauline Holmes on Sept. 22 1881 and they had 8 children.
Obituary - Joseph A. Dalton:
I am requested to send you the following account of the life of Joseph A. Dalton whose funeral services were held Sunday in the 8th ward, Salt Lake City.
Joseph Alvin Dalton was born Dec. 12, 1860, at Centerville, Utah. He was the son of Simon C. and Elnora Warner Dalton, Utah pioneers. His mother died when Joseph was six years of age and he was placed in the home of Mrs. Rosetta Robison, who later went to Montpelier, Idaho, where he served as bishop for many years. On Sept. 22, 1881, he married Mary Pauline Holmes, daughter of James and Harriet Holmes of Montpelier. Nine children were born to them, six sons and three daughters. His wife and children all preceded him in death. His last son, Kenneth, who was auditor for the Amalgamated Sugar Company at Twin Falls, Idaho, died in Salt Lake City four years ago. To Joseph Dalton, by a second marriage, was born three sons and three daughters, four of whom are still living. During his early life Mr. Dalton located on a ranch in Thomas Fork valley, Bear Lake County, where he resided for several years. In 1902 he moved his family to SLC Utah.
Joseph Alvin Dalton, 72, a stock salesman of Salt Lake, died in a local hospital Thursday at 3:45 p.m. of complication after a major operation. Mr. Dalton was born in Centerville, December 12, 1880, but had lived in Salt Lake 21 years. For the past several months he had been visiting with relatives in Idaho. He returned to Salt Lake about a month ago and since that time had been in the hospital.
Surviving are two sons, Neville J. and Halver F. Dalton of Salt Lake; two daughters, Miss Louene Dalton of Los Angeles and Miss Laurice Dalton of San Diego, Cal., and a brother, A. A. Dalton of Sandy.
Frank Heber Dalton Sr:
The son of Simon Cooker Dalton & Elnora Lucretia Warner. He was born on Nov. 4, 1856 in Centerville, Davis, Utah and died on Feb. 1, 1933 in Montpelier, Idaho. He married Annetta Nelson on Dec. 3, 1885 in Springville, Utah Co. Utah. They had 6 children.
Obituary – Frank Heber
SPRINGVILLE--Word reached relatives here Thursday of the death of Frank Dalton, 76, former resident of Springville, at Montpelier, Idaho.
Mr. Dalton was born November 4, 1856 in Centerville, a son of S. C. and Elnora Warner Dalton, pioneers of Utah. He grew to manhood here assisting in much of the pioneering of early days. He was married to Mrs. Nettie Nelson who died last November. About twenty years ago the Dalton’s left here to make their home.
Surviving are one son, and three daughters; two brothers, Simon E. Dalton, Springville and Joseph.
Funeral services and interment will be in Montpelier, Idaho, Saturday.
Daniel Henry Dalton:
The son of Henry (Harry) Dalton & Isabelle Ferguson. He was born on Dec. 11,
1857 in Sugarhouse, SL Co., Utah and died on Feb. 3 1933 in Moab, Grand Co. Utah.
He married Harriet Huntsman on Dec. 15, 1874 in Annabelle, Sevier Co., Utah. They had 15 children.
Obituary – Daniel Henry
MOAB--Funeral services were conducted in the L. D. S. chapel here Sunday for D. H. Dalton, pioneer of San Juan and Grand counties, who died Friday (Feb. 3 1933) at a local hospital of ailments incident to age. Burial took place in Moab City cemetery.
Born December 11, 1857, in Sugarhouse ward, Salt Lake, a son of Harry and Isabelle Ferguson Dalton, Mr. Dalton pioneered in Washington and Wayne counties while engaged in stock raising, farming and freighting. The family moved in 1890 to San Juan County, where he operated a store. He lived in Montezuma Valley, Colorado, before settling in Moab in 1907. His wife died several years ago.
Eight sons and daughters survive--Henry Dalton, Cedaredge. Colo.; Theodore Dalton; Benjamin; John Dalton, Cisco; Mrs. Ida Wade, Long Beach, Cal.; Mrs. Hattie Shumway, Mrs. Delilah Stocks. Earl and Bert Dalton. Moab; 70 grandchildren and 22 great-grandchildren.
Sadia Luella Dalton:
The daughter of Charles Wakeman Dalton & Sarah Jane Lee. She was born on Jan. 29, 1869 in Beaver, Beaver Co., Utah and died on Dec. 20, 1938 in Pocatello, Bannock Co., Idaho. She married Thomas Allen Richardson on Dec. 20, 1886 in Minersville, Beaver Co., Utah
Obituary – Sadia Luella
POCATELLO, Ida.--Mrs. Sadia Luella Richardson, 69, widow of Thomas A. Richardson, died in a local hospital Wednesday.
She was born at Beaver, Utah, on Jan. 29. 1869, daughter of Charles W. and Sarah Jane Lee Dalton. She had lived in Idaho 41 years, first making her home with her husband at Menan. Later they moved to Moreland and came to Pocatello in 1923. Mr. Richardson died 11 years ago.
Four daughters and three sons survive: Mrs. V. L. Leavitt of Blackfoot, Mrs. C. V. Peck of Carey, Mrs. Frank Decker, Mrs. C. D. Barrett, Stanley, Ambrose and Doyle Richardson of Pocatello; 27 grandchildren, including Denton Christenson, whom she had reared following the death of his parents when he was an infant; eight great-grandchildren; four brothers and sisters, John Dalton of Beaver, Utah; Walter Dalton of Minersville, Utah; Mrs. Lucy Pendleton of Panguitch, Utah, and Mrs. Rosetta Fulmer, residing in Canada.
Marvin Burke Dalton:
The second son of Charles Wakeman Dalton & Julietta Bowen. He was born on March 9, in Beaver, Beaver Co., Utah and died on Feb. 28, 1917 in Monroe, Sevier Co., Utah. He married Mary E. Hall on May 20, 1889 in Ashley Valley, Uintah Co., Utah. They had 6 children.
An Excruciating Death / Flames Kill James Kettleman - An Old Rancher Near Circleville Burned in His Cabin - Suspicious Circumstances:
"On the night of Thursday, Jan. 21st, James Kettleman, a bachelor ranch man who lived at the mouth of Circle Valley about four miles south of the hamlet of Circleville in Piute County and fifty-five miles south of Richfield, received injuries from the burning of his clothing that resulted in his death on Sunday morning, Jan. 24th. Deceased was a wealthy dealer in livestock and was about sixty years old. Soon after the tragedy, Max Parker, a neighbor, drove down to Monroe, the nearest telegraph station, to wire the news to Kittleman's relatives living in Centerville, Davis County. From them no answer has been received in person or by wire or mail. To the operator, Mrs. N. J. Bates, Parker related substantially the story printed below: On the ranch was a good house which Kettleman had leased to Marvin Dalton, a man of family, retaining a part of the dwelling for his own use. Kettleman and Dalton quarreled about this room and the former left the residence and went to his camp house a few yards away. Kettleman was a heavy drinker at times. He was in the habit occasionally of buying ten gallons of whisky, taking it home alone and remaining in a state of intoxication two or three weeks until the sprits were all gone. He was drunk on the night of Jan. 21st. On that night a little boy who had been in the camp house with Kettleman, left about ten o'clock and fastened the door on the outside. Later Dalton came from his dwelling and found Kettleman lying outside the camp house his coat and vest on fire and his breast and arms frightfully burned.
Kittleman had been unable to escape by the door and had so torn nailed boards from the window, which proved his means of egress. All over the floor straw was strewn to the depth of six inches but none of it was burned; neither was the bed upon which Kettleman was last seen reclining. Dalton carried the victim back into the camp house, stripped him and tossed his clothing into the fire that was burning on the hearth. Then Dalton left the injured man alone and went home. Later William Applegate came to the camp house and found Kettleman in fearful agony, his intense suffering making his mutterings unintelligible. His clothing was still smoldering in the fireplace where Dalton had thrown it. Parker stated that when Dalton was disrobing Kettleman the latter said: "Don't pour any more grease on me." Dalton's answer, according to Parker, was: "You d----d fool, who's pouring grease on you? There's no grease on you except what is frying out of you." Among the intelligible things Kettleman was heard to say shortly before death was: "It is pretty bad to be forced out of my own house and then burned up." Deceased was buried without the preliminary formality of a coroner's inquest"
8 September 1897:
Who Killed Kittleman - Marvin Dalton of Circleville is Accused - Old Man Burned to Death - Story of the Tragedy. Aged Ranch man Roasted Alive in his Own House Last January.
"Circumstantial Evidence against Dalton who is to be tried. At the present term of district court which convened at Junction, Piute County, yesterday Marvin Dalton will probably be tried or the murder of James Kittleman. The accused was indicted by the recently dismissed grand jury and was arrested at nine o'clock on Tuesday night of last week. On Wednesday morning, Sept. 1, he had a hearing before Justice Joseph Meeks and was released on $5,000 bail"
8 March 1917:
Marvin B. Dalton died last week in Monroe from cancer of the stomach after a long illness. A wife and five children survive him, also numerous relatives in this Piute County where he lived for many years.
Richfield Advocate: 3 February 1897, 8 September 1897 - Piute Chieftain: 8 March 1917. Ardis Parshell.
Heber J. Dalton:
The son of Charles Wakeman Dalton & Sarah Jane Lee. He was born Sept. 12, 1853 in Cedar City, Iron Co., Utah and died Feb. 23, 1923 in Phoenix Arizona. He married Nancy Emily Lee on Dec. 26, 1882 in St. George, Utah. They had 3 children.
Heber J. Dalton is found living in Camp Cooley, Apache County, Arizona in 1876.
Our Pioneer Heritage; Page 410, Family History Center, Ogden Utah
Heber filled a mission for the church in the Southern States where he labored for thirty months. He was blind for about two years before his death and his wife Nancy led him around wherever he went. One morning she went out into the yard to burn some trash and while doing so her clothing caught on fire and she was burned over most of her body, except her face and the lower part of her legs. The doctor knew she was burned beyond the possibility of living for any length of time, but she lingered for a month before death relieved her suffering. When Heber was told of her death he was immediately stricken with a heart attack and died twenty-four hours later. They were both buried in the same grave.
Camp Cooley, Apache County,
In 1870 Corydon E. Cooley, a government scout, and Marion Clark entered this valley and located ranches. Cooley built a log house on the hill. By 1876 many families came, including Alfred Cluff, David E. Adams. Thomas W. Adair, Heber Dalton and others. The settlement was called "Cooley," later changed to Showlow. Homes were built, acres planted to grain and the people prospered. A post office was established in 1880 with Cooley as postmaster. A fort protected the people from Indians. Wm. Penrod built a shingle mill. In 1887 the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints organized a ward with Hans Hansen as Bishop.
Our Pioneer Heritage, Volume 5, Showlow Valley Settlement.
The 2nd child of Charles Wakeman and Sarah Jane (Lee) Dalton and was born on the 7th of May 1855, in Fort Harmony, Utah and did not marry.
The following sketch was
submitted by, Lucy Underwood Pendleton.
“William (Bill) Dalton was a very good boy to his mother. After his parents separated he went to work and helped her all he could. When he was about sixteen he was working at a sawmill in Beaver and had two of his toes sawed off (the big toe and the one next to it). He worried about being "laid up" for a while and unable to help with the expenses. Then when his mother got the "Stage Station" contract in Minersville, Utah, the family moved there from Beaver and William put up a blacksmith shop, repaired the coaches and shod the horses for several years.
He was dissatisfied with the work and decided to go someplace where he could earn more money. He started to travel and worked as he went. He covered most of the United States, then went to South Africa. His mother received mail and money from him at intervals for a long time. Finally, after twenty years of rambling around he returned to the United States and went to Arizona to visit his eldest brother, Heber J. Dalton. After a visit with Heber, he decided his next visit would be with his mother who then lived in Panguitch, Utah, about 1906.
He bought a horse and saddle and a pack animal and started across the desert. He thought once he and his horses would die of thirst. He tied them to a large rock and then laid down and never expected to get up alive. Toward morning some Indians found him and directed him to water, which was only a short distance away. They said, "Why didn't you turn the horses loose? They would have found water for you."
He stayed in Panguitch a few years and went into blacksmithing with his brother-in-law, W. W. Pendleton, but they had disagreements and he left and went to Idaho where he bought a good farm. He worked on a large cattle ranch and saved his money. He loaned it all to his boss who cheated him out of it and never received a penny of it back.
The farm was located near his sister, Ella (Dalton) Richards son's place and had a good furnished house on it. He wanted W. W. and Lucy Pendleton to go there and help run the farm. They did not want to leave Panguitch, so he made Mason (Mace and Cecil Cannon) Sargent the offer and they accepted it.
While moving to Idaho the entire family came down with the “flu" and William only lived eight days. He gave or willed the farm to the Sargent’s.
In his youth, he had a sweetheart but would not marry until he had sufficient means to keep a wife, as he wanted to do. She waited for eight years then married another man.”
John Doyle Dalton:
The fourth child of Charles Wakeman and Sarah Jane (Lee) Dalton and was born on the 9th, of April 1859 in Ft. Harmony, Utah. He died in Beaver, Utah and was buried there on Jan. 5, 1940. He was married on Aug. 1, 1880 in Beaver, Utah, to Alice Mary, daughter of Charles and Mary Ann Wastell Williams. She was born May 18, 1857 in London England.
The following information on the life of John Doyle Dalton was submitted by Marsena Charles Dalton.
“His father had four wives other than his mother and there were twenty-three children, so father had little chance for an education. He was not too active in church as his work took him away from home most of the time.
He was an honest, hard working man and always willing to share what he had with his neighbors. He worked for "Big John" Murdock and P. T. Farnsworth for many years as cook on the cattle trail and during the winter months fed cattle for them for $50 a month.
Father worked as a blacksmith for years, with George Underwood, and shod all the horses that were brought to the shop. He loved fine horses and enjoyed this work. At one time he hauled lumber to San Francisco for the Horn Giler Mine and freight back from Milford.
When I was about one year old he filed on a homestead entry. Having lost his three oldest sons, my sister, Lois, helped him in the hay field.
He gave his children every opportunity to go to school and wanted each of us to have an education. He taught us to do an honest days work for an honest day’s pay. He wanted his children to be active in church duties at all times.
He provided well for his wife and family, after he started farming; always had a large supply of flour and meat on hand, vegetables and fruit of various kinds; enough for all and to spare.
We have very little record of mother’s early life, not even her father's name. She told us she sailed from England with her mother in an old sailing vessel when she was a small child.
Her mother, Mary Ann Wastell, married Charles Williams. Mother was adopted by him and "Williams" is the only name I ever knew her by.
She was not too active in church activities during her early married life as her eight children kept her busy and her hands were seldom idle. She was a dressmaker and made clothes for the family and also helped Sarah Woolsey make most of the burial clothes for many years.
In later years she was a Relief Society block teacher until her death. Lack of an education kept her from being more active in other departments of church work.
She taught her children to pray, to be active in church and to be honest. She was a neat, tidy housekeeper and was always home to take care of her family, always willing to help the needy and shared her earthly goods with others. She died of pneumonia at her home in Beaver.”
Don Carlos Dalton:
The forth son of Charles Dalton and his second wife, Eunice Daniels. He was born on Feb. 7, 1861 in SLC, Utah, and died on Oct. 28, 1909 in Ogden, Weber Co., Utah. He married Hannah Amelia Bitton on Oct. 22, 1883 in Ogden, Utah. They had 6 children.
Obituary - Don Carlos Dalton:
Found in the Ogden Examiner newspaper - Oct. 28, 1909.
D. C. DALTON DROPS DEAD: Was driving a team at the time.
He had been in the employ of the Allen Transfer Company for fourteen years.
This morning at about 10:30 0'clock while driving his express wagon along Washington avenue near Twenty-eighth street, Don Carlos Dalton was seen to fall backwards on the seat of his wagon. Nearby workmen rushed to the assistance of Mr. Dalton, whom they found lying in the bottom of the wagon in the throes of death. They started hurriedly for home with Mr. Dalton, but the afflicted man expired before the home was reached.
Dr. Edward Rich was called. When he arrived he pronounced Mr. Dalton dead, the cause being heart failure.
Mr. Dalton was born in Salt Lake City, February 7, 1861, but lived in Ogden a long period of time. He was employed by the Allen Transfer company of this city for 14 years and was under their employ when he died. He is survived by a wife, four daughters, Mrs. Peter Ingerbrtsen, Mrs. John Davis, Mrs. Stephen Blair, and Miss Nora Dalton, and two sons, Walter and Don Dalton, all of whom reside in Ogden.
The home of the deceased was at 475 Thirty-first Street. Mr. Dalton went to his work this morning in apparently good health. The men at the office state, however, that of late Mr. Dalton has complained of a distressed stomach and a choking sensation. The time and place for the funeral will be announced later.
The son of John Dalton and Ann Casbourne and was born on July 25, 1868 in a simple, one-room dugout in Virgin City, Washington County, Utah. He died on March 5, 1933 in Inglewood, Los Angeles Co., California. He married Lillias McNeil on Dec. 25, 1893 in Pinetop, Arizona. They had 9 children.
During his childhood, he lived at various times throughout most of the towns and settlements in southern Utah. Here he spent his boyhood years, working and playing--learning about both the hardships and beauties of this area. While still a small child he suffered a severe case of measles, which damaged his eyesight. When he became old enough, he began doing his share to support the family by herding sheep and cattle. He learned early in life to accept responsibility far above his age. He also learned how to play and how to find enjoyment in his environment so near to nature. For several years Zion's Canyon was his "playground," and he spent many of his leisure hours exploring the rugged terrain and enjoying the natural beauty. It was during this period of his life that David received most of his formal education. Because of the necessity of his working, he only had a few scattered years of school.
When David was twelve years old, he, his mother, his oldest sister Ann Susanna Williams and her husband Charles Brewer, moved to Taylor, Arizona. Here, and in Pinedale, where they later moved, David devoted most of his time to working. Many of his responsibilities at the age of twelve were the responsibilities of a man. He worked at farming, sheep shearing, and lumber milling until he was seventeen years old. It was then, in 1885, that David and his mother went to St. George, Utah, to do genealogical and Temple work for his mother's family. When this had been completed, they returned to Arizona.
David now began hauling freight between Pinedale and Fort Apache for the United States Government, and to Cibicue for a sheep man named Charles Brown. Hauling grain and supplies by wagon and an eight-span horse team over crude roads (when there were roads) was strenuous and at times extremely hazardous work. The cold winter months, when snow was high on the ground, and the temperature well below zero, were the hardest and most treacherous months. Some days he would cover less than a mile from pre-dawn to evening, and on one trip it took over thirty days to travel a one-hundred mile journey. Under such conditions the food supply often ran short and there were times when starvation was just around the corner. Some freighters were known to steal from the government supplies they carried when their own supply ran short. But not David. Some cursed his stubbornness and some praised him, but all who worked around him knew of his uncompromising sense of honesty. It was said that he would have rather starved to death than take food from the wagons he was hauling. And at times he almost did, but he was never known to give up his stubborn sense of honesty.
He also worked at the U. S. Mail Station, caring for the horses there. It was while working here that he met Lillias McNeil. It wasn't long before they fell in love and were married December 25, 1893, Christmas Day. From this union they were blessed with nine children. After their marriage they lived with David's mother until they bought a farm just outside Pinedale. In October 1895 they traveled by covered wagon to St. George, Utah to be married in the Temple. Bad roads made the journey very difficult and it took them three weeks to reach St. George. They were married in the Temple and sealed for eternity on November 26, 1895. Shortly thereafter, in December, they returned home to their farm in Pinedale.
In 1898 they sold their farm and decided to move to Colonia, the Mormon settlement in Old Mexico. But when they reached Bryce, Arizona, they were convinced by relatives not to go any farther. They lived in Bryce for a few years under very trying conditions. Here David worked at farming and on irrigation ditches. His average wage was about fifty cents a day. In the fall of 1903 David's wife, Lillias, became very ill. As soon as she was able to travel they returned to Pinedale where the climate was more favorable to her condition. Here he bought forty acres of land and began farming on his own again. But in 1910, fire destroyed the farm, and he and his family moved into town to live. He again took up freight hauling to support his family.
David had always taken an active part in the community life. Generally speaking he was a quiet and soft-spoken man, but in Pinedale and the neighboring communities he became known as the best square dance caller. He also had an excellent voice for ballad singing and often entertained at public events and dances. He was an excellent athlete and loved to play baseball and run foot races. He became known for his own special variety of a sport called Stake Racing; two opponents on horseback ride from the start to a given point, circle around the stake at that point and race back to the start. David, however, didn't use a horse, he raced on foot against his opponent on horseback--and he usually won.
In 1916 David and his family homesteaded in Clay Springs. Again he took to farming until 1925, when tragedy struck. His eyes, weakened early in life by a severe case of measles, had grown steadily worse during the past few years, and in this year 1925 he became totally blind. Fortunately the sight of one eye was partially restored through a special surgical operation, but David was never again able to work for a living.
In 1928 he, his wife Lillias, and his three youngest daughters moved to Inglewood, California. His life was fairly inactive. His poor eyesight kept him both from working and participating in most of the activities, which he loved. But even under these trying circumstances, he remained faithful, as he had throughout his life, to his responsibilities in the church. Although he was physically unable to fulfill many callings, he took his responsibility as a Ward Teacher very seriously. Only the most severe circumstances could keep him from doing this work. And even then, when he had no choice, he felt very badly. On one occasion in his life when a case of pneumonia forced him to bed, he felt so badly about being unable to visit the families that he wept. Thus we see that although David had his shortcomings and faults, as do all men, he had a great love for the Gospel and a strong desire to serve the Lord.
Here at Inglewood, on March 5, 1933, he died of pneumonia. His body was sent to Pinedale, Arizona for burial and there it rests today.
A Blessing by L.H. Hatch Patriarch upon the head of David Dalton, son of John
Dalton and Ann Cashbourn. Born July 25, 1868, in Virgin City, Utah Territory.
Given in Taylor, Arizona, Jan. 9, 1883.
“Bro. David in the name of Jesus Christ I lay my hands upon your head and seal upon you a Patriarchal and fathers blessing I bless you that you may grow to become a man filled with faith comprehending the mind and will of the Lord.
I rebuke sickness and disease from your system and say unto you cling fast unto your Mother that she may have a home with you for she has watched over you and provided for all your wants and you shall stand at the head of all your fathers house and every ordinance shall be performed requisite for the redemption of your departed dead And you shall become a father in Israel and have wives that shall honor the Lord be obedient to the holy Priesthood and you shall have great faith even to stand upon the earth and assist in the redemption of the center stake of Zion and receive a fullness of the Holy Priesthood behold thou art through the Loins of Ephraim born under the new and everlasting covenant I seal upon your head the blessings of Abraham Isaac & Jacob. Angels will administer unto you and turn aside the power of the destroyer and if occasion requires it you shall converse with them face to face. Seek the Lord in humble secret prayer and you shall prevail and overcome your weaknesses and possess riches and be enabled to feed the hungry and clothe the naked I seal these blessings upon you in the days of your youth and when you are cast down read your blessing and you shall have joy therein I seal upon you power to come forth unto Celestial Glory to become a King and Priest in the name of Jesus Christ Amen.”
Jemima Dalton Murphy:
The daughter of John Dalton Jr. & Ann Casbourne Williams. She was born on Nov. 15, 1861 in Salt Lake City, Utah, and died on June 4, 1959, in Phoenix, Maricapa Co., Arizona. She first married Charles Johnson, and they had 3 children. She married no. 2 –
Simon Frederick Murphy on July 5 1887 in Slowlow Arizona. They had 10 children.
Obituary – Jemima Dalton Murphy.
From the Arizona Republic - June 1959.
MESA- Mrs. Jemima Dalton
Murphy, 97, died in a Phoenix hospital Thursday. She was born in Salt Lake City and came to Arizona in 1880, settling in Taylor. She also lived in the southeastern part of the state for many years, coming to Mesa in 1949. She lived at 224 E. Kimball here.
She was an ordained worker in the Arizona State Temple of the Church of Latter-Day Saints, a post she held until she retired because of illness in 1955.
Survivors include a daughter, Mrs. Charles A. Johnson, Lakeside; Bert of Pine, Thomas of Payson, and Elmer of Twenty Nine Palms, Calif.; a sister, Mrs. Ellen Owens, Twin Falls, Idaho; 21 grandchildren, 34 great grandchildren; and 22 great-great grandchildren.
Funeral Services will be conducted at 10 a.m. tomorrow in the Meldrum Mortuary, with Bishop Martin Ray Young Jr. officiating. Burial will be in the Mesa Cemetery.
(Some of this is taken out of context, as Abe was her child, not Mrs. Charles A. Johnson, and also the street address is incorrect, as there is know street with those numbers, we believe the address may have been imposed)
The next article is about Jared Dalton, son of John Dalton Jr. and Marianne Catherine Gordial. He was born in SLC, Utah, on Jan 22, 1858, and died Dec. 24, 1928 in Ogden Utah.
The following is a story told
about this murder, copied from the Autobiography of Clara Wilhelm:
CLARA WILHELM AUTOBIOGRAPHY - Written 1934.
Transcribed from copies owned by Lydia Gibbons Hunsaker.
Transcribed March 26, 1988 by Corlyn Holbrook Adams.
"I was born in Rockville, Washington Co., Utah on March 27, 1870. My parents were Bateman Haight Wilhelm and Lydia Hannah Draper Wilhelm. I had six brothers and sisters, three brothers and three sisters, seven of us in all. I also had one half-brother and five half-sisters, as my father was a polygamist. My mother and father was married five years before he took his second wife, Grace Tibbits (Tippets) Jose. My father and Mother were very happy until this woman came into their lives. I was the first child born to mother after my father took the second wife. I had one brother and one sister older than myself. My mother's parents names were Zemira Draper and Amy Terry Draper. We lived in Rockville until I was 3 years old and then we moved to a little town called Mount Carmel. My father’s mother and his oldest sister moved there also. We lived there until I was 4 years old. Then the church started the United Order and they called father to help head the Order at Orderville, where we moved about two miles from Mount Carmel.
There was a terrible murder done while we lived in the little place. We were all out in the yard and one old lady named Mary Parker was passing. She stopped to tell mother that it was her birthday and that she was 63 years old. She had been down to the store (owned by Bishop Charles N. Smith, father of Eliza Morris here in Mesa) and had a small parcel with her. She said she was invited to Uncle Jacob Terry’s place for her birthday dinner and seemed to be very happy. I will have to go into the old lady’s history a little to make my story more clear; she only had one son and he had had some trouble with a certain party, and this party told him to get out of town and if he came back, he would kill him. Little towns were built up and down the river (it was the Virgin River) and there were 3 or 4 of them and they were from 1 1/2 to 3 or 4 miles apart, but the old lady used to go from one to the other as she pleased without saying anything to anyone. So it went on about a week and then someone missed her and started to inquire for her but nobody knew anything about her. They came to find out that she was last seen at Uncle Jacob Terry’s place (he was Mother’s uncle). There was a young man by the name of Jared Dalton had called there while they were eating dinner and told her that her son wanted to see her and that he didn’t dare to come into town for fear of being killed. He said to meet him out about 3 1/2 miles, upon a mountain. They started a hunt for her and about noon, they found her murdered body, with her throat cut and sticks run down her mouth. She had been raped and still had the little parcel with her that she had bought at that fateful morning.
When they found her, Jared offered to go for the Justice of the Peace to hold the inquest. He came to our house, the most unlikely place that he could have looked for him. He got off from his horse and sat down with his back against a tree, on the sidewalk and seemed to be in no hurry whatever. He talked calmly about the old lady and her case. While he was talking, another old lady by the name of Mrs. Stalks, came out to where mother and Jared were talking, and after talking a little while, she came right out and said "Jared, you killed that old lady!" He denied it of course, but mother was horrified and half out of patience with Mrs. Stalks and said, "He is the last one I ever would suspect of having done such a thing." He was a boy of 18 or 19 years old and always been good and steady and mother felt like it was impossible for him to have done such a thing. But he was tried and convicted and sent to prison for 20 years, but he was there 12 of them and was turned out for good behavior.
There was another party implicated, hut he wouldn’t tell who it was, so he was never brought to justice. Before they found out who it was that committed the awful deed, people were just simply terrified. Two or three families would pile up in one house to sleep, just scared to death and not knowing who to be scared of. For a while, one of mother’s sisters came and stayed a night or two, but mother thought it was too much trouble, so we stayed alone."
Jared Dalton served only seven months in prison and then was pardoned by the Gov. of Utah, who at the time was Eli H. Murray. After his pardon he moved to Ogden Utah where he was married to Matilda Horrocks and they had 6 children.
Now the really interesting thing about this Jared Dalton is that I, Rod Dalton, am related by marriage to his wife! My second wife was Evelyn Horrocks, born in Ogden, Utah, and she is the great-great granddaughter of George Horrocks, the father of Matilda Horrocks.
I have researched this story of Jared Dalton who was accused of this murder and found the following information that I think will show that he may have been made a scrape goat at the time, according to the language in his pardon.
On the next page is a copy of the pardon sent to me by the Utah States Archives. It’s one of 4 pages I received, in which there are other Dalton names that the State has pardons on. I will do some detective work and find who these other Dalton names are.
Translation of the pardon of
“WHEREAS, he was confined from August 11, 1880, until the end of March, 1881 awaiting trial, and where as said Dalton was at the time of the severance of the crime, an ignorant young man filled with superstition; and believing in witch-craft, and it also appearing that while he did not commit the murder, he was led into inducing the supposed witch to go into a canyon, where she was murdered by a party who fled this country, and whereas during his confinement, he has educated himself, has developed into another and different life and looks back in horror upon the condition of mind that could tolerate the thought of such barbarous conduct. Now, therefore in view of these representations made to me by E. A. Briland, U. S. Marshall and others of the urgent request of the Marshall forth pardon of Dalton in recognition of special and gallant services rendered by him in the conduct of the penitentiary, his universally good conduct and because of his opinion that the need of justice are fully met in his sake and said Dalton will prove to be a good citizen as he appears to be a changed man.”
"While doing genealogy research in Salt Lake City, I found a book in the Church History Center written about Kane County, or maybe it was about Rockville or one of the other towns. It was written by an elderly man from that area. I do not recall his name or the name of the book. He was not a very good writer and was very opinionated. He wrote a long story about this case and it was obvious he had studied the court records. As I recall Jared Dalton never admitted to murder, he was the person who found the victims body, and that was the reason he became a suspect. I was a FBI agent for 24 years and felt the case against Jared was very weak and if he were tried in this period of time, would never have been convicted. I am not saying he was innocent but it would be interesting to find this book, which may still be in the Family History Library in Salt Lake, and do some research. The writer of the book was very vocal in that Jared should have been executed instead of sent to prison." Raymond Johnson, 2002.
The son of John Dalton Jr. & his sixth wife, Marianne Catherine Gardial. Alonzo was born on Nov. 14, 1867 in Virgin, Washington Co., Utah. He died on Jan. 25, 1925 in Hurricane, Washington Co., Utah. He married Adelia Hall on Sept. 17, 1889 in Rockville, Washington Co., Utah. They had 9 children.
His father, John Dalton Jr., owned a farm at Dalton's Wash, a few miles east of Virgin. But at the time of Alonzo's birth, Indians were terrorizing the white settlements and everyone had moved into the fort for protection. As he grew up on the farm, he loved to romp and play in the newly plowed ground and help his father in whatever ways he could.
As soon as Alonzo grew old enough, he accepted his share in the responsibility of providing for the family. His parents moved the family to Zion Canyon where they owned land in the lower part of the canyon. For all of those sturdy, energetic pioneers life was a fight for survival. It took every member of the family to help prepare for each winter's ordeal.
While Alonzo was still a young boy he started riding their old white oxen to help his father and older brothers cultivate the corn. The following experience is recorded in his history:
On one occasion, Alonzo went with his mother in a wagon to Rockville for supplies. On their return to their home in Zion, they stopped at Crank, a small settlement between Springdale and Northrup, to water their horses. When they had stopped they noticed a Mountain Lion standing a short distance away, intently watching them. As frightened as they were, Alonzo and his brother moved slowly and cautiously as they unhitched their horses from the wagon and led them down to the stream to drink. They knew that they must not make any suspicious or unnecessary motions, so the lion would not be excited to attack them. The lion seemed unconcerned and eventually moved silently off into the trees and undergrowth. There were many wild animals in evidence in the hills and mountains near the pioneer settlements and communities, and much caution had to be exercised by those who traveled alone between the small town or rode the range with their flocks and herds.
When the older Dalton children were old enough to attend school, the family moved to Rockville. There Alonzo went to school until he reached the fourth grade. School conditions were not sufficient, to say the least. The children were all in one room, regardless of age. Books were scarce and those that needed extra help or were unusually bright were handicapped in their progress. Although his formal schooling was minimal, Alonzo acquired extensive knowledge throughout his life through practical experience.
When Alonzo was twenty-two years old, he approached the girl of his dreams and asked her to be his bride. She agreed, so Alonzo and Adelia Hall were married on September 17, 1889.
Adelia Hall had been born on January 28, 1870, the seventh child of John Charles and Kezia Hall. She was reared in a home where the Gospel was tantamount. Her father insisted that the entire family faithfully attended all Sunday meetings and read the scriptures all day Sunday. With such strict observance of the Sabbath, Adelia developed a deep respect and love for her parents and the Church. Throughout her life, she was a religious person who is respected and loved by all that knew her.
Adelia was a talented young woman. She played the guitar, harmonica and organ. Later in her life she played the organ in all of the church services. She had a beautiful alto voice and always sang in the church choir.
Adelia had an engaging
personality and spread joy wherever she went. Whenever anyone needed help or
assistance, Adelia was there. And whenever there was time for fun, she made
everyone happy. The following excerpts from her history portray her personality:
“On one occasion, when Adelia was a grown young woman, a very dear friend of hers was getting married. Circumstances had made it impossible for the young friend to have a new dress for the most important occasion in her life--her marriage. Adelia, sensing the disappointment of her friend, unhesitatingly insisted the girl wear a frilly, new dress which she, herself, had not worn. It was the dress Adelia had been keeping for the special event in her own life--her marriage--but she received happiness and satisfaction in knowing she had brightened the wedding day of her best girl friend just a little bit more by her unselfish gesture.
To Adelia, as to every young girl, marriage was the primary thought. So, when she married Alonzo Dalton at Rockville, Utah, when she was but nineteen years old, her happiness seemed complete.
After their marriage she and Alonzo entertained in almost all of the gatherings and programs in their community. They were blessed with nine children. With their children around them, the evenings were spent in singing and enjoyment or each other’s talents. In 1907 they moved to Hurricane. They were among the first families to move into the valley, which was a desolate flat covered with chaparral and sagebrush.
Adelia loved flowers and trees, so she immediately planted a little cottonwood tree on the ditch bank near her home. She protected and cared for the tree and it became the largest tree in Hurricane, becoming a landmark and gathering place for all of the children in the neighborhood. Before leaving Rockville, Adelia had served as first counselor in the MIA and as a Primary officer. In Hurricane, she had been asked to be the Relief Society President, but she died before the Relief Society was ever organized.
About one year after their arrival in Hurricane, their ninth child, Adelia Arvilla, was born. Their joy was short lived because Adelia died nineteen days after the baby's birth. Her funeral was held under the bowery, which was not yet completed. She was the first person to be buried in the Hurricane Cemetery.”
Adelia Dalton died on January 28, 1908.
Alonzo tried to be both father and mother to his large family. They went ahead with the responsibilities of living the best they could, but the joy was gone from his life. He never sang again. He was always sad. Alonzo lived until January 25, 1925.
Alonzo Dalton will long be remembered as a good man. He was highly respected and esteemed by those who knew him. He was known as an honest man and a square shooter. He and his Adelia had lived according to their convictions and are remembered because of their accomplishments.
Edwin was born on December 12, 1889, in Rockville, Utah, and was the first child of Alonzo and Adelia Dalton. On March 2, 1915, he married Margie Neagle. Margie Neagle's story actually began before her birth. George C. Neagle and his wife Sabra Higbee Neagle, originally from Toquerville, Utah, lost two of their young children. When the third and last one died, they were completely heartbroken. Hoping that it would help them overcome their terrible grief, the LDS Church authorities called them into the mission field. George became President of the Swiss and German Mission; Sabra presided with him as Mother of the Mission.
While in Germany, they became very close friends of Margaretta Eder Pope and Michel Pope who lived in Furth, Bavaria. When Margaretta became ill and realized that she was dying, she gave her consent for the Neagles to adopt her baby daughter, asking only that they take her to America with them when they returned. Although Michel grieved for the rest of his life, he granted his wife's dying request. Because of his great love and respect for his wife, he let the Neagies adopt his little daughter. So when she was one year old, Margie, who was born on July 22, 1894, went to live in the Mission Home.
A year and a half later the Neagles were released from the mission and returned to America. In Salt Lake City they had their little daughter sealed to them in the Temple. Throughout their lives, Margie brought joy and happiness to their lives. (It is interesting to note that four of Margie's brothers and sisters eventually came to America. Her brother Hyrum, an architect, designed three of the LDS Temples--the Canadian Temple, the Hawaiian Temple, and the Arizona Temple.)
The Neagles lived in a Mormon
settlement in Mexico. There young Margie grew up. The following are exerts
from her life history:
“Now directly below the town of Oaxaco is a box canyon, and as a result of heavy rainstorms in a large timbered area nearby, countless logs came sailing down the river to lodge in this box canyon and form a dam which caused the water to back up, threatening the entire town ... Adding to this cheery situation was the fact that all the local male citizens were away riding for cattle. This particular morning Sister Barber remembers going to do the milking. The corral was on a lower level than most of the surrounding ground, and at least 2 or 3 blocks from the river proper ... While doing the milking she could see that a flood was coming so she hurriedly finished the chores and opened the gates to let the cattle out. The water continued to rise and it wasn't long until all the land between the river and the corral was literally 'Roaring'. As the water continued to get higher, hopes that the 'Dam' might break and let the water recede were abandoned, and reluctantly everyone left their homes and fled to higher ground.
By nightfall nearly every house in town had fallen . . . Some families found shelter in the school house, which was on a nearby hill. What a day it must have been! Sister Barber recalls that after hours of frantically lugging furniture from place to place her mother made it to safety clutching a dry loaf of bread and a can of cayenne pepper, while her Aunt Jennie Neagle greatfully made the scene with a role of screen wire under one arm and a pot grasped firmly in her hand. However, cayenne pepper was widely used for medical purposes then, so it actually was valuable, much more so perhaps than the tithing cash box Bishop Neagle's family had left behind. Imagine the despair these women must have felt that night, and the heartbreaking sight it was the next day as they started digging into the mud to retrieve the few bottles of fruit that hadn't broken when the walls of the houses collapsed, and any other items that had remained intact. However, the Neagle family lost everything.
The Neagle family returned to Utah six months before the Mexican Revolution in 1911. They lived for a while in Toquerville and LaVerkin, then moved to St. George. There she met Edwin Dalton who had recently returned from an LDS mission. After their marriage in 1915, Edwin and Margie made their home in Hurricane. Edwin worked at a saw mill on Trumbull Mountain, then Anderson's Ranch. He also worked at Silver Reef and drove the mail from Leeds to Hurricane in a white-topped buggy in his spare time.
Margie sold milk to people at Silver Reef. She also made butter and cheese to sell there. The dairy goods manufactured in her kitchen gained a reputation for their high quality.
After a few years in St. George, they purchased farmland at Harrisburg, from barren, rocky land, he developed a productive farm.
Margie became the County Home Demonstration Agent. Although it took her away from home each day, her children were old enough by this time, to carry on during her absences. Later, after the family moved to St. George once again, she became the County School Lunch Supervisor. She also served many church positions, including being Relief Society President more than once.
On September 13, Edwin Dalton passed away. Later Margie married Frank Barber, also of Hurricane, and moved there. In Hurricane once again, Margie served as a counselor to Sister Hilda Bringhurst in the Zion Park Stake Relief Society. Later she was called to be the president, choosing Gladys Kleinman and Beth Humphries as her counselors Throughout their lives, these fine people made contributions and were true assets to the towns in which they lived. Their fine posterity is now carrying on the work which Edwin and Margie so nobly began.”
John Cranmer Dalton:
The son of Edward Dalton & Mary Elizabeth Meeks was born on Jan. 9, 1857 in Parowan, Iron Co., Utah, and died on Aug. 31 1906 in Manassa, Conejos Co., Colorado.
He married Hanah Daphne Smith on May 1, 1876 in SLC, Utah. They had 10 children.
John Cranmer Dalton was six feet tall, weighed 225 pounds, and had steel gray eyes and light brown hair. He was a jolly, affable, good man and an excellent athlete, especially in boxing. His intelligent mind and warm disposition made friends in religious and political circles. Hardly a person in Manassa, Colorado ever heard a disrespectful word from other religious faiths. Manassa was a mecca for polygamous families from Utah. No non-Mormon ever attempted to prosecute or arrest one of these polygamous families.
John belonged to the so-called "political gang" of Colorado. Three governors, one United States senator, and the presiding officer of the Colorado State Senate were elected from this small, predominantly Mexican Conejos County.
“Dalton, John C., Bishop of Manassa, San Luis Stake, Colorado, was born at Parowan, Iron County, Utah, Jan. 9, 1857. He grew to manhood on the farm and ranch, and received a limited education in the district school. May 1, 1876, he married Hannah D., daughter of Jesse N. and Emma Smith. In December 1878, he was called to accompany Pres. Silas S. Smith on an exploring mission through Arizona and northern New Mexico. He started on this mission the following April, returning in September. Soon after his return home, he was chosen a counselor in the Y. M. M. I. A. of the Ward. The year following he was called into the Stake presidency of the Y. M. M. I. A., laboring in that position until May, 1882. In February 1882, he was directed by Apostle Erastus Snow to again accompany Pres. Silas S. Smith to the small colony of Saints in Colorado. May 17th he bade farewell to his relatives and friends, and, leaving the home of his childhood, started on a life's mission. On the 22nd of the following month he, with his traveling companion, A. F. McGregor, arrived in San Luis valley, where the Colorado Saints had established three small settlements. In October he was joined by his wife, and they together labored to build a home and fill the mission to which they had been called. He was ordained a Bishop by Apostles Brigham Young and Heber J. Grant and Pres. Silas S. Smith, and set apart to preside over the Manassa Ward in February, 1883, with Silas S. Smith, junior, and Samuel Sellers as his counselors. Some time afterward, Bro. Sellers moved away and Martin Christensen took his place in the Bishopric. Side by side they have labored to build up the Ward. Bishop Dalton has represented the people in various State and county positions, and has always been zealous and energetic in the discharge of every duty enjoined upon him.”
Mark Ardath Dalton:
The son of John Cranmer Dalton & Hanna Daphne Smith. He was born on April 26, 1897 in Manassa, Conejo Co. Colorado and died on Nov. 10, 1971 in Long Beach,
California. He married Arema Goodwin on June 6, 1928 in SLC, Utah. They had 5 children.
Mark Dalton was the author of the Dalton family bible (as we like to say) “The John Dalton Book of Genealogy.”
Obituary – Dr. Mark
Mark Ardath Dalton of Long Beach, California, U.S.A. died on l0th November 1971 after a long illness, aged 74 years. He was born on 26 April 1897, son of John Cranmer Dalton and Hannah Daphne Smith. After graduating from the University of Utah he went to Columbia University Medical School, New York and was then a Roentgenologist at the University of California Hospital, San Francisco. He was a member of Long Beach Specialist Unit in the U.S. Navy and he received Letters of commendation from the Secretary of the Navy and Surgeon General for his outstanding service as a Naval Commander during World War II.
Dr. Dalton was a member of the American Legion Post No. 27, the Disabled American Veterans, the retired Officers' Association the Los Angeles County Medical Association, the California Medical Association and a High Priest in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.
Mark Dalton took a very great interest in genealogy and was author of “The John Dalton Book of Genealogy” which contains a very comprehensive record of the descendants of John Dalton and Elizabeth Cooker and also traces their ancestry back to the Dalton’s of Lancashire and Yorkshire recorded in Flower's Visitation. This was an invaluable contribution to the records of the family History. In addition to compiling his family's genealogy, Mark Dalton was the author of poetry collections and children's books.
He is survived by his wife, Arema Goodwin Dalton; by his son, Attorney Mark Ardah Dalton II; by his daughters, Mrs. Arlo Treeson (nee Gloria Daphne Dalton) Mrs. Richard Burns (nee Donna Marilyn Dalton), Mrs. Roger Dalrymple (nee Thelma Irene Dalton), Mrs. Jerry Robert Edgmon (nee Carol Olena Dalton); by his brother, Attorney Don Mark Dalton; and by twelve grand children-.
Don Mack Dalton:
The son of John Cranmer Dalton & Hanna Daphne Smith. He was born on May 12, 1895 in Manossa, Conjoes Co., Colorado and died in Jan. of 1979 in Pleasant Grove, Utah Co., Utah. He married Myrte Geneve Jorgensen on Dec. 28, 1917. They had 3 children.
Dalton, Don Mack, president of the South African Mission from 1929 to 1935, was born May 12, 1895, in Manassa, Colorado, the son of John C. Dalton and Hannah Daphne Smith. He was baptized May 12, 1903, and later ordained a High Priest. He was set apart as president of the South African Mission Jan. 2, 1929; returned July 14, 1935.
A letter from Elder Don Mack Dalton, former President of the South African Mission:
A cablegram dated Capetown, South Africa, April 6th, arrived before the conference meetings yesterday. They had held their services over there on the 6th of April and we received the word after they were over. It is from Don Mack Dalton, President of the South African Mission.
"I anticipated, my brethren and sisters, that I might be called upon, timid though I feel in this position. I hope I may be able to say something relative to the Lord's work in South Africa that may be edifying to the people who are gathered close to the authorities of the Church here in Zion.
The South African Mission, as you might understand, is the most distant mission in the world from the authorities of the Church. It takes thirty days to get a letter to an elder down there, and it takes even longer for an elder to travel that distance. We have not very many elders in that land, but I am sure that the ones who are there do about as much missionary work as any missionaries in the world.
I am very proud of the young men who have been sent to that far-off land to teach the people the principles of the Gospel. With them, my wife and I have been grateful for the splendid labors of our predecessors; and to my immediate predecessor, President Samuel Martin, I desire to pay a tribute of honor, because that man lost everything he had and his health and strength, after he returned home. I have not seen him since, but he did a marvelous and great labor. When I received word that I would be released and that President LeGrande Backman would succeed me, I felt greatly comforted, because he is a noble and good man.
I am sure President Grant acted under the inspiration of the Lord when he sent him there.
The people of that mission are wonderful and our members are loyal and faithful. About forty per cent of them pay tithing. During the six years I had the honor to preside there, there was 129 per cent increase in the mission membership. Upon my arrival there were 596 members on the records. This included children blessed. We rejoiced greatly because we felt that the people accepted our message.
We had various methods of doing missionary work. We used motorcycles to some extent. We realized that we had to get to the people in order to teach them the Gospel, and the quickest way was none too quick. We stressed Book of Mormon contests in various forms, such as reading contests. Many people there, like the people here, had never read the Book of Mormon through. We stressed Book of Mormon selling contests, and in this way we got the people to cooperate with us in spreading the Gospel. We also held a meeting contest between the Districts and likewise a membership contest. We formed small organizations in remote places, in order to give to all the privileges in the Church that they deserve. We had conventions of the elders every year, so that we would know exactly what we were counting as tracing, counting as visiting saints, and so forth. We tried to labor as one unit.
We found that in order to gain publicity we had to do something that was a bit different. On one occasion my wife and I was attending a football game. Two universities of that great nation were competing. The bands were playing; people were yelling; and all at once the athletes marched into the field. They stood in perfect alignment. Suddenly everything became silent, and a grave dignified gentleman marched forth to shake hands with the athletes. Who was he? The Earl of Athlone, the Governor General of South Africa, the brother of Queen Mary of England. The majesty of the great kingdom of Great Britain was present. This silence seemed to strike me and I thought, if only something could be done in some kind of way to get such a great man to recognize a few Mormons.
It seemed that as I looked for an opportunity, as time passed, all at once the thought of baseball came into the minds of the people. We organized a team among the missionaries and began to get write-ups. Suddenly baseball began to take precedence over the national game of cricket, until soon we were playing to nice crowds. The newspapers that previously would give us no recognition whatsoever, began to write about the Mormon missionaries, to tell the people something about us. What did it mean? It meant that we were gaining the confidence of the people. And then we had a great match game against Transvaal, the land of gold. The other team came to Capetown to play. All was ready. Here were six missionaries, with other baseball players, lined out in front of a tremendous grandstand filled with spectators, and amid the stillness that prevailed the Governor-General of that great land shook hands with six Mormon missionaries. A similar occurrence took place last March.
This impressed the people so much that upon my departure one of the big business men of that town came to my wife and me, and he said: "Mr. Dalton, you do not know what a great thing you have. It is the greatest thing in all this world. Anything that will make young men do as your young men do is the greatest thing on this earth."
I was very much pleased to find, as we went along in our work, that the Lord blessed us, and though we were far away from the authorities of the Church, and were lacking their advice in many particulars, the Lord answered the prayers of the missionaries and myself.
My wife and I, while returning home, made a trip around the world and visited very many nations. While in Italy we had the distinction of visiting the Pope of Rome and the Vatican, and seeing the marvelous earthly power of that great dominion. We also visited Greece and Turkey, and then went into Syria and Palestine and saw the Armenian saints, who are doing a faithful work, under President Piranian. We found in Palestine need for great improvement. Jerusalem is a hill of rocks, it seems to me. May the Lord bless that country, It needs it greatly.
While going over that great land of Africa I could appreciate how hard the authorities of this Church have to work. With the little presiding capacity that I had I sometimes felt fatigued with the constant roll of the car wheels under my ears as I traveled for thousands and thousands of miles, trying to reach the people. I thought of what the authorities of the Church have to undergo in order to reach the people as they do, visiting the wards and stakes and missions and holding meetings with them. Let me tell you that these great men are the hardest-worked men in all this world, I believe, and we should sympathize with them, and do what they say, and comfort them, and I am sure we will not go amiss.
In my heart there rings a melody. I am thrilled constantly with my testimony of the Gospel. I know that the Gospel is true, that Joseph Smith was a prophet of God, that President Grant is his legal successor in office. I know that Jesus is the Christ. I felt it in every part of my body when I visited his birthplace in Bethlehem.
Oh, if we could only realize more fully the truthfulness of the Gospel, and put it into our lives effectively, so that other people might recognize the truth by reason of what we do and say, I am sure that those not of our faith would have greater friendship for us. Why? Because they would have more confidence in us, and we cannot get friendship before we get confidence.
May the Lord bless us, I ask, in his name, Amen.”
Franklin Stephen Dalton:
The son of Edward Dalton & Mary Elizabeth Meeks. He was born on February 26, 1859, in Parowan, Utah and died on May 21, 1929 in Murray, SL Co., Utah. He married Louise Ratz, on Sept. 26, 1876 in Parowan, Iron Co.. Utah. They had 6 children.
Franklin Dalton was a shoemaker and worked at his trade for the Parowan Co-op for several years. Then he operated a shop of his own until 1903, when he and his family moved to Cowley, Wyoming. Franklin played a violin in the Cowley orchestra. He sometimes traveled 50 miles with a horse and cart to play for dances. Louise was an excellent seamstress and did considerable sewing for her family and others. She also did crocheting and knitting. Her table covers and doilies were beautiful.
The children were Lillie May, Mary Elizabeth, Ann Maria, Edith Gertrude, Franklin Edward, and Joseph Ernest. After Louise passed away March 1, 1907, Franklin moved to Colorado and married Vilda Christensen. They made their home in Murray, Utah, where Franklin worked for ZCMI in the shoemaking department. Later he operated a shop of his own until his death, May 21, 1929."
"With Book And Plow" by Mark N. Partridge – 1967.
Edward Milton Dalton:
The son of Henry “Harry” Dalton & Isabella Ferguson. He was born on Sept. 30, 1872, and died on Sept. 16, 1903, in Salt Lake City, Utah. He married Olena Matilda Olsen on April 15, 1903. They had one child.
Headline - Edward Dalton is
horribly wounded by premature explosion:
“Eleven o'clock, Monday night, Edward Dalton stood at the face of the Elephant tunnel, situated some 1,500 feet down the north side of the Bullion-Cottonwood divide. In the face of the tunnel were five holes charged with dynamite. The ends of the protruding sections of fuse had been split and each primed with a pinch of giant powder. It is the final act of the miner before applying the torch and which has sent so many unfortunate men over the Great Divide. A few feet behind Mr. Dalton stood John Deidrich. The holes are so drilled that in order to do the greatest execution it is necessary to fire a certain hole sequence. Each must follow in proper succession or the full strength of the blast will not be obtained. This is what kept Edward Dalton at the face until the first shot exploded and probably fatally mangled him.
Mr. Dalton had lighted three of the fuses, but the third split and went out. Mr. Dalton promptly cut off the imperfect end, split, re-primed and again lighted it. But precious time had been consumed. The fire in No. 1 was slowly but surely creeping deeper in towards the deadly dynamite.
The doomed man had split the fourth fuse and in a stooping position was in the act of lighting the last fuse down in the left corner when No. 1 exploded. A piece of rock nearly seven inches long, 2x3-1/2 inches at the larger end entered Dalton's right side just above the hip and passed backward completely burying itself. The exhibition of wonderful nerve and presence of mind on the part of the terribly wounded man was simply amazing. Dalton was knocked down and must have been partially dazed by the deafening explosion and numbed by the blow. But, in total darkness, breathing the poisonous fumes of nitrogen gas, and with those other cruel shots exploding behind him, Edward Dalton turned his face towards the tunnel mouth and crawled 75 feet before he sank exhausted.
Mr. Deidrich notified the men in the tent some 600 feet below, and the wounded man was carried there and made as comfortable as possible.
Then began a midnight race down the mountainside for medical assistance. John Eklund, a recent arrival in camp and but slightly acquainted with the trails, left the tent at 11:20. In his eagerness Mr. Eklund lost the trail and there was no time to regain it. Down into the timber and tangled undergrowth the racing man plunged, leaped over rocks, repeatedly falling and rising he reached the road in Bullion canyon, and thence to Marysvale. Mr. Eklund covered the ten miles in a little less than two hours.
Dr. Lyon was absent in Salt Lake, but, fortunately, Dr. Loring in Monroe was aroused by the telephone, and arrived in Marysvale at 4 a.m. having driven over the 18 miles of mountain road in about two hours. At 7:20 the injured man was reached, and the rock extracted along with two smaller pieces. A wad of clothing nearly as large as a man's fist was also taken from the wound. Dr. Loring stated that the right kidney was crushed and the intestines severed. After the wound had been dressed, Mr. Dalton was placed on a spring cot and four men tenderly bore him down to the Dalton mill where a conveyance awaited him. Mr. Dalton was conscious a portion of the time, and talked lucidly of the accident, but no groan nor word of complaint escaped him.
A Free Lance representative visited his room at the Bullion at about 10 p.m. Tuesday evening and found him awake but partly under the influence of opiates.
A few teaspoonfuls of water was taken and the patient said, "that is sufficient." Asked if the gaslight was not annoying, he answered "no" and wearily closed his eyes, awaiting the dawn when the train would carry him to the Keogh-Wright hospital in Salt Lake.
Early in the evening Dr. Loring had been summoned to Kimberly where the wife of Orson Keeler lay desperately ill.
Mr. Dalton has been working for R.B. Moon and Chas. Mathews, contractors on the Elephant tunnel, and they were indefatigable in their efforts to do everything in their power for their wounded employee.
Those who watched by the bedside of the injured man could discern a gradual diminishing of vitality.
From Eugene Parkinson, express agent on the D. &R.G., in whose car Edward Dalton was conveyed to Salt Lake, and who returned to the 'Vale last evening, it is learned that he endured the travel in a remarkable manner. A couple of tomatoes were eaten by Mr. Dalton and an occasional cigarette was smoked, but no word of complaint, pain or fear was spoken.”
Richfield Reaper, 10 September 1903.
Ed. Dalton - Does Not Survive Accident Dies of Injuries.
Death Came Yesterday Morning--In Addition to Injury of Intestines and Kidney, Liver Was Also Cut Away, Rendering Recovery Impossible.
“A telephone message received yesterday morning announced the death of Ed. Dalton at the Keogh-Wright hospital in Salt Lake. An operation was performed upon Mr. Dalton last week which showed, in addition to the injuries of the intestines and kidney, already mentioned, that the lower part of his liver was also cut away. Although the wound of the intestines was successfully treated, with a chance for his recovery, his injuries were of such a nature that recovery was impossible. T he wonder is that he survived so long. This is due to his excellent constitution and robust physique.
A fire occurred at the hospital the night previous, but this is not thought to have affected the wounded man in any way. The termination of Mr. Dalton's life as a result of the terrible accident brings deep regret to hundreds of friends. He was a popular man and highly respected by the mining fraternity. A very sad feature of the affair is that he leaves a young widow, after only a few months of married life. He was wedded to Miss Matilda Olson during this past winter, and she is now in bed sick and will hardly be able to attend the funeral services of her husband. The body will be shipped home, probably this evening, and will be interred at Annabella.”
Richfield Reaper, 17 September 1903.
Edward Dalton at Rest:
“Last Tuesday night in the Keogh-Wright hospital, Salt Lake, Edward Dalton surrendered to the inevitable. Notwithstanding the terrible wound received a week ago last Monday night in the Elephant tunnel, Mr. Dalton fought it out with death for nine days. It was a brave but hopeless struggle. His remains will be buried in Annabella cemetery, Sevier County. Mr. Dalton was thirty years old, and was married six months ago.”
The Free Lance, 18 September 1903.
William Henry Dalton:
CENTERVILLE.-William Henry Dalton, 81, Centerville's oldest native resident, died at his home here Tuesday at 9:15 p.m. of carcinoma.
Mr. Dalton was born in Centerville, June 17, 1855, son of Henry Simon Dalton, a member of the Mormon Battalion, and Elizabeth Jane Kettleman, who sailed Feb. 4, 1846, on the ship Brooklyn around Cape Horn to San Francisco as a girl of 15. His parents later came to Utah and settled in Centerville in 1850. He was born, raised and died at the family home here where he lived with his sister. Mr. Dalton was a broncobuster and great horseman and teamster as well as a farmer, but during his last year of life a great sufferer.
Surviving are his sister, Miss Maria Dalton, and several nieces and grand-nieces. among them Mrs. Bessie Wiedoeft. Mrs. Elizabeth Lyon and Mrs. Dora Wright who have assisted in caring for Mr. Dalton during his illness.
John Green Dalton:
John Green Dalton, the first son of Henry Dalton and Elizabeth Green was born in Wysox, Bradford Co. Pennsylvania in June of 1819.
Not much is known about the life of John Green Dalton except he became the head of the family after his father died in 1833. He traveled to Michigan with the rest of the Dalton family in 1835. How long he stayed in Michigan is not known, but he is next found in Wadsworth Co. Wisconsin on a land deed.
John Green Dalton married Minerva J. Parmenton on Dec. 12, 1842, according to the Wadsworth Co. Records. The Dalton family history shows that he died in Wheatland, Kenosha Co. Wisconsin sometime in 1845.
Sarah Elizabeth Dalton:
The daughter of Henry Dalton and Elizabeth Green.
Sarah E. Dolton (Dalton) married John A. Hale of New York. They moved to Tripoli, Bremer County, Iowa and both are buried in the Fremont Cemetery, in Tripoli, Iowa.
Three of their children were born in Tripoli, one set of twins, May and Minnie, and a son Frank Willard Hale. Another son, Samuel Parland Hale, is buried in that same cemetery, having married Emma Marie Kelsey, and she is also buried in that same cemetery.
A daughter named Lucretia Jane Hale married John A. Simpson in Tripoli. They were divorced in 1880. She died in Waterloo and is buried in the Harlington Cemetery, Waverly County, Iowa. She was married (2nd) to George B. Cook. Her son by Simpson is buried in the Manson, Calhoun County, Iowa Cemetery (Rose Hill Cemetery). His name was Guy Arthur Simpson.
This whole family is intermarried with other Iowa families and lived in the areas of Tripoli and West Bend, Des Moines and Smith land, Iowa.
John Melvin Dalton:
The third son of Simon Cooker Dalton and Elnore Warner.
John Melvin Dalton's mother died when he was just nine years old and his father shortly afterwards married Louisa (Durham) Bowen (widow of Israel Bowen). The family then moved to Springville on a farm. Here he grew to be a mature, versatile young man, and not only engaged in farming, but he and his brother Eugene established their own freighting company, running between Utah and Nevada. While living in Springville, he met Adelaide Chase and they were married there 20 Jan. 1879. Taking his bride to a small wooden structure located on a few acres of ground near the center of town, Adelaide and John began their happy life together. They had fourteen children (five boys and nine girls). He was a good father, an honorable missionary, a businessman with sharp acumen, and taught his children to get the most out of their lives.
John Melvin Dalton was a very active member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. On Sunday morning, 31 Oct. 1915, he had been to church and returned to his home from his Priesthood meeting early, complaining he did not feel well. The doctor was called. He died quietly several hours later, leaving his testimony of the divinity of the Gospel of Jesus Christ as an everlasting legacy to his family.
Joseph Edgley Dalton, Jr.:
The son of Joseph Edgley Dalton Sr.
On Tuesday, November 8, 1922, Joseph Edgley Dalton, Jr., was born in Salt Lake City, Utah. "Edgy" was his parents' firstborn son; his brother Barney would call him "Eggly." In turn, Barney was called "Google." His parents, Joe and May moved around quite a bit until they settled in Portland, Oregon.
Although his grandmother, Amy Edgley Dalton, died the same year he was born, Edgy had a strong sense of family. His grandfather, John Luther Dalton, was a practicing polygamist and supplied Edgy with seven aunts and seven uncles. His mother had three sisters and a brother. With eight uncles and ten aunts, there were many cousins. He felt particularly close to his Aunt Voyla Smith's children.
Edgy was raised in a Mormon household. Although throughout most of his adult life he did not attend his church, he was a religious man. People were often confused about his religious beliefs, however, because he would use God as an adjective much more than a noun. His language was colorful, but there was never a mistake interpreting what he meant.
As a child, Edgy was particularly close to his father. Joe Dalton was afflicted with heart problems that kept him at home while his wife worked. With his father ill and his mother at work, Edgy was closest to his brother Barney. They experimented with cigarettes, alcohol, and "borrowing" the family car. Their mother would correct the misdeeds with a “tune-up,” which she threatened them with well into their adult lives.
Edgy lied about his age in September 1940 in order to enlist in the Army. He stated his birth date to be August 21, 1921, and a civilian occupation of truck driver. War was already on the horizon and he thought he might be going to Europe to fight the Nazis. However, while on a train heading for San Francisco to ship out for Hawaii, the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor.
In spite of the December 7, 1941, destruction at Pearl Harbor, Edgy enjoyed the Hawaiian Islands. He was young, in uniform, and the girls were quite friendly. There must have been a lot of traffic while he was there, because he mentioned "honking horns" a few times. He was in Hawaii for about one year when he was shipped off to fight in the Philippines, the Northern Solomons, and Guadalcanal. He was wounded by an enemy bullet and had nightmares about the war most of his adult life. He did not talk about the fighting, but did share anecdotes about sleeping on beds of orchids, big lizards crawling under the covers to keep warm and hijacking alcoholic beverages from other platoons.
Edgy earned sergeant's stripes a couple of times, but lost them during altercations with superior officers. He earned a Purple Heart, Good Conduct Medal, Philippine Liberation Medal with one Bronze Star, Asiatic Pacific Service Medal, and American Defense Service Medal. He was given an Honorable Discharge in July 1945, with the rank of Private First Class.
Edgy's father died in 1943. Edgy was dodging and returning bullets in the Solomon Islands at the time. The Salvation Army got word to him sometime afterward. He held a grudge against the American Red Cross the rest of his life, because it hadn't let him know. Forty years after the fact, he complained that the Red Cross still hadn't informed him.
When Edgy returned home, his mother was dating Glen Hersel Cuddeford. He met and fell in love with Glen's daughter, Lois. They met in August; he bought her rings in September; and they married on October 7, 1945. Edgy had received $800 separation pay from the Army; $500 was spent on Lois's rings and $300 was used as a down payment for a 1940 Pontiac.
There were romantic moments. On one occasion, as they were driving around a much smaller Portland one night, Edgy stopped at the blinking red light at 92nd and Foster, turned up the radio, and got out of the car and began dancing in the middle of the street. The radio was playing Wayne King's "The Waltz You Saved for Me," which he sang along with and the song became special to both of them.
Edgy began driving truck within the first week of returning from the Army. His first job with System Freight Lines was driving within the Portland area. Then he began driving long haul for Pacific Coast Produce up and down the West Coast. He made friends wherever he went.
Edgy and Lois were expecting their first child on their first anniversary. They were living in Valsetz, a small community in the mountains, 29 miles up a logging road from Dallas, Oregon. Edgy was interested in buying a gun he had heard about, so he and Lois and some neighbors got into the car and drove over the bumpy, rugged logging road to check it out. Somewhere along the road, Lois's water broke and the group headed for Dallas where Michael Edgley Dalton was born five ½ weeks early on August 28, 1946.
When Michael was about eight months old, the family moved to Great Falls, Montana, briefly, then back to Oregon. Kathy Eileen was born May 17, 1948, and not long after that, the family moved to Kellogg, Idaho, to be near family. Lois had wanted to name her daughter Kathleen; Papa had other ideas. Edgy gritted his teeth when he heard his daughter called "Kate." Lois got her "Kathleen" in a round about way; Kathy's siblings still call her "Kate."
The family moved back to Portland when Lois was pregnant with Janice Elaine. Janice came along on October 2, 1949. Edgy was still gone much of the time, driving his truck up and down the West Coast. By the following summer, Lois had lost a brother in Korea, one was missing in action, and another had drowned in Lake Coeur d'Alene in Idaho.
It was in the summer of 1950 that Lois and Edgy moved their family to a farm in Tualatin along with her bother Kenneth Cuddeford and his wife and four children. Danny Ervin was born one year to the day after Janice on October 2.
Four adults and eight children moved into a small home on 10 acres of farmland. There was no running water or indoor plumbing. Edgy and Ken went to work almost immediately on making the cramped quarters into a livable situation. It wasn't too long after this that the two quit driving truck and went to work together building and finishing houses in the Tualatin-Sherwood area. They would work together for another ten years building homes in the area that are still standing in good shape.
Edgy was a hard worker with a strong work ethic. He believed that one had to make his own way and earn what he got. Nothing comes from nothing. He took this concept way beyond reason sometimes. Once, when his foot was too swollen to fit in his boot, he cut the toe out of the boot so he could go to work. He must have been in excruciating pain, because when he was taken to the hospital that night it was discovered that his toe was infected with gas gangrene.
Carpentry was ruled by the weather. Some years were very lean, but Edgy kept his family warm and fed. He had a passion for hunting and fishing, and there were times that hunger out ruled the confines of seasonal restrictions. Venison was sometimes referred to as government goat or hillside salmon--whatever it was it tasted good. Edgy had a pioneer spirit and took care of his family as best he knew how. Fishing and hunting trips were taken seasonally, and the family enjoyed pheasant, quail, goose, rabbit, deer, elk, and some game that we weren't quite sure of and probably would prefer that the answer remain secret.
In 1956, Edgy and Lois moved their family into the small town of Tualatin, which increased the population to just fewer than 190. They preferred to be away from the big cities to raise their children, and Tualatin was ideal. Everyone knew everyone else.
Christmas was always important to Edgy, more than any other holiday. As a rule, Christmas Eve was shared with his siblings and their families and friends at Grandma Dalton's home. There was no one more important to anyone in the family, especially to her first son, than Grandma May.
Edgy loved to sing and get his children to sing along. Lois was always there to caution him about the songs he had learned in the Army--their children listened eagerly, but "Edge!" censored all the good parts. No Christmas ride to Grandma's house was complete without a few bars of "Oh, I kicked old Nellie in the belly in the barn . . . ."
Usually, one of the uncles would place all the packages under and around the Christmas tree while the family was gone to Grandma's. For many years, there was no question but that Santa Claus was real; the kids at school just didn't know what they were talking about. This came to an abrupt halt one Christmas when there wasn't an uncle around to pull off the charade. Upon arriving home, Edgy and Lois sent the kids to their rooms to wait for Santa to come. "He can't come down the chimney if you're still up." It didn't occur to us that the fat man probably wouldn't fit in the potbelly stove's narrow pipes. The charade might have gone on for another year--maybe!--had Edgy not lost his footing carrying presents into the house from the trunk of the car. There's just no way that Santa would talk like that! Even Janice stopped arguing the possibility of Santa and his elves.
Education was important to Edgy and Lois. He was particularly talented with mathematics and was a prolific reader, reading as much as three books in one night. He would work with his children on multiplication and other math functions regularly, never acquiescing to their tears of frustration. Although it was not appreciated at the time, all his children later conceded that he knew what he was doing--about math, anyway.
Edgy was a strict disciplinarian. He never questioned the wisdom of not sparing the rod and spoiling the child. There was a certain tone in his voice that could cause any sane person to lose control of their bowels, and usually kept his children in check. When he felt corporal punishment was called for, he mercilessly would send the offender to find his own switch or suggest for himself an appropriate punishment. Punishment was not that frequent; however, it was never forgotten.
Although it was difficult for him to compliment his children, he was fiercely proud of their accomplishments. It was no secret that his daughter, Kathy, was his pride and joy. Nor was it a secret that he shared like interests in hunting and fishing with his son, Danny. It wasn't until years later that he confided to them his pride in Michael and Janice's achievements.
Edgy loved to have his hair brushed and his back massaged, and everyone took their turn appeasing him. He would appear to fall asleep in short order; one would think that snoring is a sign of being asleep. However, snoring was not an avenue of escape. "Where do you think you're going? I was just resting my eyes." Once, Kathy painted his toe nails bright red while he was "resting his eyes."
Edgy was a heavy smoker, at one time smoking three packs of cigarettes a day. his gave his children an opportunity to play a trick on him. Often, he would start his day in the bathroom with a book and a cigarette. One morning, before he got up, Michael took the dare to place a mildly explosive load in one of his father's cigarettes. Well, if you're going to put in a load, why not put in two? Why not put in three? Three it would be. With more than one cigarette in the pack, it would be--and was--the luck of the draw that he would pick the loaded smoke.
As he went into the bathroom in the house he had built for his family and locked the door, all four of his children sat within hearing distance to see what would happen. Did he pull the "right" cigarette out? The loud pop and assumed cursing confirmed our success. With muffled giggling, the four culprits moved a little further away.
The second loud pop brought cursing that was a little easier to understand as well as laughter that was much easier to hear, too. The third loud pop brought tears of laughter to the teenagers. Edgy thought for sure that there couldn't be more than two loads in that cigarette. He looked closely, he thought, for a third before lighting the questionable bomb. He thought wrongly. Boom! Luckily, he found humor in the situation and his children lived to see another day.
Edgy was well known for his strength. His arms were as big around as many others' legs. No one messed around with him or his family--more than once, anyway. He could hold his own with anyone and everyone knew it. Those who knew him respected him; those who did not, feared him.
He was also known for his generosity. Edgy would give someone the shirt off his back--on a couple of occasions he ended up in the doghouse for losing his pants, too. However, he was there for family, friends, and occasionally strangers when he was needed.
On his fiftieth birthday while on his way home from work, his truck was stopped in heavy traffic crossing a railroad. If it weren't for the train that hit and carried his truck down the tracks, November 8, 1972, might have been just another birthday. As his family waited for him at home with a surprise birthday, a friend called to say that a train had hit "Joe." "Likely story. Tell him to get home after he finishes that beer!" The sound of sirens brought the reality home. Ordinarily, such an event could be assigned to a worse experience; however, it seemed to have a calming effect on Edgy. He was never quite the same after that.
Edgy was becoming more aware of his own mortality. In spite of having quit his three-pack-a-day smoking habit, he had a heart attack--probably more than one. Although he successfully had multiple bypass surgery, his lungs were decimated, and he was not able to work again.
While recuperating from his recent surgery, Edgy was placed on a strict diet. Lois would weigh his food carefully and prepare it according to the doctor's orders. He would complain that the diet wasn't really food, but was not in shape to argue to strenuously. Instead, he would get up in the middle of the night and fix himself bacon and eggs or walk to a nearby grocery deli to buy chicken gizzards--just what the doctor ordered. At one point, Edgy's waist was 52 inches and his inseam was 26!
He refused to accept a medical retirement, because he would have had to accept rehabilitation, which he knew he could not do. He, therefore, accepted a smaller pension. He soon moved to Prineville, Oregon, with Lois where it was quieter, cheaper, and he could be closer to some of his favorite fishing holes. Little did he know that he was going to learn how to be a parent.
In his "retirement," Edgy and Lois became familiar with their grandchildren, particularly their daughters' sons. They were very fond of the grandsons, and Edgy had a nickname for each of them. Troy was "Buster." Joseph was "Peckywood." David was "Boob." James was "Mouse." Michael was "Turkey." He got to know these five boys quite well and loved to have them with him. He would take them around Eastern Oregon to see the painted hills, the ice caves (although it scared him to be underground), the lava-cast forest, and always fishing.
Edgy wished that he had gotten to know Danny's kids better; however, that didn't happen. He called Josh "Swede," because he spent most of his summers with his mother's family, the Sundbergs, in Spokane. Edge had always wanted a granddaughter, but didn't get to know Dani-Jo well enough to give her a nickname. After Danny's divorce from his first wife, the family lost track of their son, Russell.
In 1988, Edge and Lois took classes in parenting in order to become foster parents. They both passed their tests with flying colors. Edge wished that he had taken these classes before he had his own children. He was surprised that the rod could be spared without creating a totally rotten child. Better late than never?
Like his children and grandchildren, his foster children called him "Papa." The foster children, too, learned that he liked to have his hair combed. Papa loved children all his life and treated them all as though they were his own. He was always there for his nephews and nieces, especially his sister Alice's and brother-in-law Kenneth Cuddeford's children.
Edgy accepted loss throughout his life, beginning with the loss of his father. However, in 1982, the loss of his sister Alice began taking its toll on him. In 1986, he lost his younger sister Joyce and was devastated by the death of his brother Barney; Google had always been there. When his beloved mother died in 1989, Edgy could take no more and began to withdraw.
In his last weeks, Edgy opined that he did not have much time. He wanted to leave with a clear conscience and called everyone he knew to clean the slates and say his good-byes. He died in his sleep from chronic obstructive pulmonary disease brought on by years of smoking, while listening to a recording of "The Waltz You Saved for Me."
There was standing room only at our father's funeral. He was generous to his friends and family with his time and his talents. He always under evaluated his worth, but his friends never forgot him. He was a man of contradictions, but you seldom misunderstood what he was about. He was awesome in his strength, but was gentle and loving with children and kittens. He made things with his hands and gave them to us with love--it was much easier for him to make something than to express himself with words. Edgy used a most colorful vocabulary to get his point across, and there was never any confusion of what he was trying to get across. Everyone has a favorite story of experiences they had with Edgy--most of these stories invoke either a smile or belly-felt laughter.
This story was written using the combined memories of Edgy's wife, Lois, and their four children--Michael, Kathy, Janice, and Danny--with love.
The next 4 articles were sent to me by Cousin Leslie Dalton Crunk and with her permission I have included them in this chapter.
ALVIN WILLIAM DALTON
By Alvin William Dalton, December 9, 1974
I was born of goodly parents in the year of our Lord, 1899, on December 15, at 5:45 A.M. in Blackfoot, Idaho. John Luther Dalton, my father, was born in Nauvoo, Illinois. My mother, Amy Edgley Dalton, was born in London, England. My parents moved to Pocatello, Idaho in about 1901. We lived at 422 North Buchanan Street until I was about twelve years of age. I was the youngest of four, two brothers and one sister.
My first recollection was when I was about four years old. Father was running a dairy, which he didn’t keep very long. Later father had a butcher shop which burned down and then he managed a Studebaker wagon and buggy shop in Pocatello. Father died on December 29, 1908. I had just turned nine years old. I don’t know how long my father was sick. I do know he had a tumor break and was very sick at the time grandmother Edgley died in 1906 and he was sick in bed when the funeral was going on. Everything from father’s being sick was out on the porch soaking in some water and it sure smelled terrible.
We used to go barefoot in the summer dust up to our ankles. We used to go swimming by the Fremont Street Bridge. I was nine years old when I got typhoid fever from swimming in stagnant water; then my sister, Voila, got it; and then my mother was in the hospital for two weeks with it.
Mother used to go out to work as a midwife to earn money to support the family. If I wanted money for candy or a show (picture shows at that time were only a dime) I would go down the alleys and find empty bottles and gunny sacks and take them to a grocery store and sell them for a nickel each. While mother was out working she would have to leave my sister and I alone. When I was about twelve years old mother sold our house and bought a confectionery store. She sold candies, ice cream, crispettes (which were like our present day carmel corn) but these were pressed in pieces about 1" thick and 2" across and put five in a package, and we sold them for five cents each. We had a horse and wagon which I drove around town ringing a bell and selling the crispettes, candy and ice cream. Mother kept this business for about two years and then she sold out and bought a rooming and boarding house in Pocatello, Idaho.
I’m little ahead of my story...at about the age of 10 years I went to work for Lamb Dairy. I was to be paid at the rate of $15.00 a month. I lived right at the dairy farm. It was early summer and I slept in a shed with no stove and it was cool at night. My job required they call me about 5:00 A.M. and we had about twenty-five cows to milk. Mr. Lamb and I milked them all by hand. After milking, the cows were turned out to pasture. The milk was strained and bottled, then to breakfast. I washed all the dirty bottles, cleaned the barn and about 4:00 P.M. went to get the cows from the pasture and milk them and when all the chores were done we would eat supper about 9:00 P.M. and then to bed.
The next job I had was when I was thirteen years old. I went to work for the Mutual Creamery Company on South First and the building is still standing. I washed milk cans for $1.00 a day. I worked there for about three months.
In February 1915 I was still going to school. I was in the seventh grade. Some of my friends had gone to work for the Union Pacific Railroad. I decided that was for me. I quit school and went to work for the railroad as an apprentice machinist at the rate of 10-cents an hour. I worked there two years and got fired for fighting.
In the summer of 1915 the circus came to town, which they did in those days. Usually four big railroad trains filled with elephants, giraffes, tigers, monkeys, lions, etc. You don’t know what it is like unless you get to see them..the “Big Top!” I was working for a ticket to get in, or sneaking under the tent. I met a beautiful young lady there who was destined to become my wife; I met her at the circus. A young man by the name of Willard introduced us. I courted her for one and one-half years; we went to dances (I didn’t dance), and rollers skating (I did skate) and in between I had to get rid of two other suitors. We had fun. We were finally wed on December 23, 1916.
Grandpa McDonald didn’t like me or anyone else who was after his Margaret. At that time I was working at the Union Pacific Railroad as a machinist apprentice. I didn’t make much money--didn’t need much either. Grandpa McDonald finally decided I was good enough for Margaret. We had been wed just about nine months when we decided to go to Portland, Oregon. My sister, Voila, lived there and she wanted us to come out. We had about $50 over our train fare.
We got there in September 1917 and I went to work in the boiler shop and worked about two weeks and found out they were on strike so my brother-in-law, Joe Smith, and I quit. We got a job unloading a ship down at the docks. We were unloading pieces of coconut, or as they called it “copra” and it smelled to high heaven!
Next we got a job at Northwest Steel Company building ships. We got so we turned out a ship every thirty days. Portland is a beautiful city. We had lots of fun but no way to get around except on street cars. Joe had a Ford touring car and we called it a “tin Lizzie”. We would go on picnics, and up the Columbia River cat fishing. How that tin Lizzie carried all of us I’ll never know.
In the summer of 1914, Joe bought a Cadillac touring car. We went to Seaside, Oregon, for a trip about 100 miles from Portland. The sea was rough and the weather was cold so we didn’t go in swimming in the ocean. Coming home we had about one hundred flat tires--one every mile or so and it took us two days to get home!
In the winter of October or November I had an accident at work. I was working on the second deck laying deck plates of steel and one came down from the crane that carried them and knocked two of us down. I landed on the shaft alley about eight feet down and then to the front first deck about another eight feet. I hurt my right knee quite bad and it has bothered me all of my life. I hurt my right elbow, put a gash in my chin and it took five stitches to sew it up, and a big cut above my right eye which required three stitches.
By December 1920 we were living back in Pocatello, where we have lived ever since.
To go back to when I was a boy, we used to have to pack the water we used for two blocks up the hill. We used the water for washing, baking, cooking and drinking. I had a little red wagon I used to haul the water on. In those days I would have to leave school at the morning recess to turn the washing machine by hand for my mother.
We bought our first car about 1922, a 1917 Oldsmobile. In 1922 my mother passed away. February 9, 1923, Margaret and I were married for time and eternity in the Logan Temple, Utah.
My wife, Margaret, and I wanted children. We saw several doctors but to no avail. In July of 1927, we heard of a baby that was to be adopted when born. We put in our application. He was born July 13, 1927, a beautiful baby, and as it turned out he was talented in many ways. He had many trials and tribulations in his life and he passed away April 30, 1970.
We had a friend in the old General Hospital on South Johnson and West Center. There was a baby girl there who wanted a home--a little blue-eyed blond--a beautiful baby. My wife, Margaret, went to see her and it was love at first sight for both and we have loved her more and more each day. She has been a great comfort and joy to us ever since.
In 1933 I went to work for Garret Freight Lines and worked there eighteen years. I left here in September 1950 and went to work for the railroad for seven years and then work at the railroad was very poor and I was laid off.
In 1949 I was put in the Presidency of the 4th Ward MIA and was in for a couple of years. In 1950 I was made Assistant Ward Clerk over Ward teaching and about 1952 I was made Secretary of Welfare. These jobs I held for about seventeen years. About 1948 I was put in as Secretary in the Elders Quorum. About 1970 I was ordained to the office of High Priest by Bishop Wright Hanks and later served in the Bishopric.
In December 1957 I went to work for the Idaho State College as custodian and work as custodian for two years and was then promoted to custodian supervisor. I worked in this capacity until 1966, July, when I retired.
From about 1968 to 1973, my wife, Margaret, had several operations. She doesn’t get around very much but we have a good life together. December 23, 1973 will be our wedding anniversary--fifty-seven years wed. When we were married the people only gave us six months to live together! Someone asked me how to get along with one woman for so long and I said, “All you have to do is get ‘em young, treat ‘em rough, and tell ‘em nothin!” But my wife said she wouldn’t trade me for Rockefeller!
It is now December 9, 1974. Next Sunday, December 15, is my birthday; I will be 75 years young. I don’t know how much longer I will be allowed to tarry.
Alvin William Dalton tarried another two years, dying August 10, 1976.
by Voyla Dalton-Smith and daughters Amy Louise Smith Ebeling, and Audrey Smith Draper
I was born on Wednesday, 14 July 1897 at 10:05 p.m. in my grandfather Edgley’s home in Pocatello, Bannock, Idaho. My father, John Luther Dalton was born in Nauvoo, Hancock, Illinois on 18 October 1843 and my mother, Amy Edgley, was born in London, England on 19 December 1869. I had two older brothers, John Luther Dalton, Jr. and Joseph Edgley Dalton, and one younger brother, Alvin William Dalton.
Father bought some property and built a house. The first thing I can remember was the building of this house. I can remember mother laying the baby down on the floor up against a wall. I remember standing and watching the trains go by and counting the cars.
Father’s first business venture was a dairy or at least we had several cows. We sold the milk and my older brothers would oftentimes have to take milk to our neighbors who lived several blocks away. The boys always seemed to be afraid and wanted me to go with them (I don’t ever remember being afraid of the dark) and mother would always tell me to go along and said, “You can scare the boogers away”.
We had all sorts of contraptions to play with which were all homemade, of course, but it was fun. We had a merry-go-round made with a buggy wheel on one end of a board and the other end was fastened to a post about 2-1/2 feet high or just as high as the hub of the wheel. The rider would sit near the wheel. Another person would push it near the post. What a ride. We had a high swing about 12 or 13 feet high. The rope was fastened to a 1-1/2" pipe which fit into notches and was fastened on the top of the posts. When we tired of the swing my brothers made a ferris wheel of it by taking four long planks and drilling a hole in the center of them and putting the pipe on the top of the swing posts thru them putting two of them against each post making a cross. On the ends of the planks they put a rod across and a swing seat on each making four seats on the wheel. By using judgment in seating the passengers and by having one on the ground to give an occasional push it was quite thrilling.
About the time I started school, father went into the butcher business having a butcher shop at the corner of Fremont and Main Streets. He had a two-wheeled cart drawn by a horse that he delivered meat with. This cart was open on the back and the floor was about 8" to a foot from the ground when it was hooked to the horse. One day I had gone home from school for lunch and played around until the last bell rang for school, which was five minutes before the tardy bell. I had about 8 or 9 blocks to go so father said “Jump in the cart and I’ll get you there”. I had seen father step off the cart before it came to a complete stop and as we neared the school house he slowed down to stop and I stepped off. Poor me, I did it wrong and went flat on my face.
Pocatello is just 12 miles from Fort Hall Indian Reservation. The Indians would come to town and pitch their tepees all around our place. The squaws were always around wanting “bisucut”. I was never afraid of the Indians and many times I have taken some bread and went to their tepees and sat with them and watch them do their beadwork. They have given me many strings of beads. The Indians have always fascinated me and I have always had a friendly feeling toward them.
I was not yet 6 years old when the new chapel for Pocatello 1st Ward was begun. Until it was finished baptisms were performed in the Portneuf River. Father said if a person was baptized on their birthday when they were 8 years old they would always remember and so he broke the ice in the Portneuf River in November to baptize each of my two older brothers on their birthday. It wouldn’t have been so bad for me as I was born in July. The new chapel was finished when my turn came on 14 July 1905 and they filled the font especially for me and I was baptized on my eighth birthday by my father.
When I was about 10 years old my parents moved to Ione and my father went to work in a sugar factory there. Mother worked for Aunt Janie (Uncle Arthur’s wife) as a cook. She ran a boarding house for sugar factory employees. I was in 6A grade in school and, as it was a country school, I was the only one in that class so they put me back in the first part of the 6th grade. Before I had finished the year we moved back to Pocatello and I was afraid if I told them there what had happened I would be put back again so I told them I was in the 7th grade and that’s where I went. I always liked school and never missed a day sick or well, rain or shine, ice or snow, I went!
Father was not very well; in fact hadn’t been able to do hard work and finally went to the hospital in Salt Lake City for an operation. He had a cyst of some kind inside him, which they removed, which contained about a gallon of fluid. He was in the hospital for some time and was finally sent home as they said they couldn’t do more for him and he may as well die at home. Mother nursed him to be on his feet again although he was never well. I used to have to put his shoes and socks on as he couldn’t stoop over. It was after this that he worked in the sugar factory. After we came back to Pocatello father worked for Lindquist Mortuary as a night attendant. He used to play games with us kinds and the night he passed away he played checkers with us until 9 o’clock. At 1 o’clock he was dead, having had a heart attack from which he never recovered. He passed away 29 December 1908 and was buried 1 January 1909.
At Christmas time, up until the time Grandmother Edgley died, we all went Grandma’s. She always had a large Christmas tree and we, each one, had a gift under that tree. The gifts we received were not many or expensive but we always got something--sometimes just new clothes for the old dolls.
Mother had her home remedies and every spring we got sulhur and molasses and sassafras tea. If we didn’t feel good we got a dose of Jollep in some coffee which made it taste awful. Hall’s cancer medicine was another of her favorites, which I hated but it did the job. Another concoction she mixed up was a conditioner that we took as prevention against contagious diseases. One time I was exposed to small pox and then Alvin came down with diphtheria. As a preventative I was given this medicine so I wouldn’t get diphtheria (which I didn’t) and I had only about two “pox” break out on me and I was not even sick. That was after dad died in July. Because of these awful tasting medicines we had to take--I never complained when I didn’t feel good.
Mother went out nursing and we children stayed at home alone. I was 13. In the summer I worked at the laundry on the mangle. I made about $6.00 a week and always paid my tithing out of it first. Aunt Annie had an organ and I took two music lessons practicing on the organ.
In the fall of 1910, Alvin was taken ill. This was the beginning of a long siege of typhoid fever. For days and days I was kept alive with Laudanum. I’m told my life was despaired of. I don’t know how long I was so sick but finally through faith, prayers and administrations I regained consciousness. I started to mend. The mother, having become run down through nursing me contacted typhoid and was taken to the hospital. She was there for about three weeks--very, very sick and then she started to get better. The two of us had to learn to walk all over again. While mother was in the hospital I was taken to grandpa Edgley ‘s home. While convalescing and learning to walk, grandma also taught me to crochet. My first work was a pair of slippers for myself, which I needed very much. I was out of school a year and the following year I went back to school to the 8th grade.
Mother sold our home and we moved down on Clark Street. Mother operated a little confectionery store selling a few groceries, such as lunch goods, ice cream, homemade candies and in the winter time chili and tamales. It was here, while waiting on customers, that I met Joseph Frederick (J.) Smith (called “Joe”), my future husband. He, his brother, Sam, and another kid, Ben Jones, came in for some ice cream. His mother had moved into and was operating a room house upstairs next door. Soon after, Joe and Ben Jones went to Ogden to work.
Mother then bought the Wallen House taking in roomers and boarders. This was in the 500 block on North Main Street. Joe’s brother George had moved to Ogden and Sam was planning on marrying Nellie Birmingham in Salt Lake on June 25, 1913. Joe and I asked mother about going down to the wedding and mother agreed I could go. We were to go to Ogden, stay there with George and Josie, then on to Sale Lake where I was to stay with my Aunt Annie who lived there. Mother kissed us good-bye and told Joe to take good care of me. He did then and ever since. When we got to Ogden, George said, “Why don’t you kids get married”? George assured us we could and that they would go as witnesses. Well, under their coaching and encouragement, we went the next morning and got a license and looked up a church--don’t even remember the name of the church--found a man sitting at the back smoking a cigar. We told him we wanted to get married and he said, “Fine, we’ll open up the church”. He went and put his robes on or different clothes and we were married on 23 June 1913. Mother, of course, was very unhappy for which I don’t blame her--it was a mean thing to do. I have realized long since she would have had the marriage annulled had it not been for Grandpa Edgley.
Voyla Dalton-Smith’s writings end here with her marriage to Joseph Frederick Smith. Their daughters, Amy Louise Smith-Ebeling and Audrey Smith Draper continue the story with the following:
The railroad was a booming business now and dad stayed with this type of work as much as possible. The family moved to Salt Lake City, Utah, where dad got a job for the railroad.
World War I broke out in 1917. Father felt he could make good money working in the shipyards corking and riveting boilers on the ships so they moved to Portland, Multnomah, Oregon. Motorcycles were the new “in”. Father bought one and would drive to and from work. For a period of time it was the only mode of transportation the family had. Mother would climb on behind dad, put Della on one knee and Louise (Lou) on the other and away they would go!
Tragedy soon came to the family. Bud was three months old when the folks were in the process of moving to a rented a two-room farmhouse out Sunnyside Road in Southeast Portland. Dad was working and mother decided she would get started moving by taking a wash tub full of dishes to the farm house with other odds and ends that she could load in the car. Della was 5 years, Louise (Lou) 4, Barney 2-1/2. Mother put Barney and Lou in the back seat with the dishes and Della in the front seat to hold Bud on her lap. We were almost to the farm when Bud started sliding off Della’s lap. Mother slowed the car and reached over to pull the baby back up before he slid to the floor--caught her arm in the steering wheel turning the car upside down and into the ditch at the side of the road. Barney had been looking out the metal forks of the car’s top and the impact broke his neck. Bud was badly cut on the faced near the temple and mother received a broken arm. Lou and Della escaped injury. Barney was taken to the Portland General Hospital in the Sialoid District of Portland, Oregon. In those days there wasn’t much that could be done for a broken neck. Mother and dad kept asking Barney if he was going home with us and he would say, “No”. He passed away two days later, 19 September 1919.
Life on the farm was short for dad decided to return to Sale Lake City and work again for the railroad. In the meantime, Uncle Joe Dalton married Audrey May Baxter in 1917 and they, also, came to Salt Lake City. Both men went to work for the railroad cleaning boxcars. A fifth child was born here on 18 April 1921, a daughter, Evelyn Irene. Grandma Dalton came from Pocatello to be with mother when Evelyn Irene was born and to help with the children. Evelyn was a beautiful child. When she was six months old, Grandmother Dalton (Amy Edgley Dalton) came by train again to visit the family. Grandmother was so “English”, so prim, so neat and proper! She always wore a watch pin on her left breast. This was the last time the family saw Grandma Dalton alive.
In the Spring of 1924, dad and Uncle Joe Dalton decided to buy ten acres of land each in Tyghee, Idaho, a community about seven miles north of Pocatello. Each family built a 3-room house and one barn between them. They had a horse, cow, chickens, pigs and a garden and raised mostly corn, potatoes and alfalfa. We had no electricity and had to haul all of the water in big barrels. Lou and Della were the only children old enough to go to school. Most of the time we walked the mile-plus to the one-room Tyghee School, as there were no buses. Sometimes in the deep snow, dad would take us by horse and sleigh.
It was while on the farm, mother gave birth to her seventh child, Audrey. Aunt Audrey delivered the baby and thus Audrey was named after Aunt Audrey Baxter-Dalton. Audrey was a “living doll” with blond curly hair. Winters were so severe in Idaho and Audrey wasn’t strong enough to fight off the colds and flu. Every winter Audrey would get pneumonia. After 1-1/2 years on the farm, father and Uncle Joe sold out and moved to Pocatello again.
There were not many places to go on outings around Pocatello but when the Chokecherries were ripe, the family would pack a picnic lunch and go up Pocatello Creek and pick Chokecherries. Mom would make jelly and dad wine. Audrey added some insight into the “wine” story: “They tired of farming and moved back into town and finally settled in on South 3rd Street. This is where we were told Dad had a “still” going in the bathtub. Dad was noted for his home brew, peach brandy and choke cherry wine!!!”
After work Lou and Della would go swimming in the river paying no attention to the “Condemned No Swimming” sign posted on the banks. Once while swimming, both girls were carried down stream and pulled into a whirlpool--they nearly drowned. Little did they know the terrible consequences to follow. Lou and Della came down with typhoid fever with terrifically high fevers. They were taken to the Oregon City Hospital where they remained for six weeks critically ill. To bring the high fever down, several times a day and night, the doctors would wring blankets out of ice water and wrap Lou and Della in them. Mother and dad brought the Elders of the church to administer to us. They anointed our heads with oil and gave us both a great blessing. From then on we began to gain strength and get well and our fever began to drop. The high fever caused our hair to drop out.
Shortly after the siege in the hospital, mother gave birth to her ninth child, a boy, Donald Keith, on 10 September 1930. He was a blond “tow-head” born at Uncle Joe Dalton’s home and Aunt May assisted with the birth. Shortly thereafter, dad, mom and Aunt May went to Hood River to work in the apples. Another son, Voyla’s 10th child, Ralph Dee, was born in November 1934, in Portland, Oregon. Her last child, a little girl was born in September 1936; they named her Janet. Janet was premature and only lived six hours.
Mom and dad (Joe and Voyla) celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary in June 1963. At that time they had 9 living children, 31 grandchildren, 54 great grandchildren and 2 great-great grandchildren. Some have passed on but even more have been added in the ensuing 35 years. In April 1968, dad (Joe) died and a year later mom (Voyla) endured the terrible ordeal of hearing over the radio that their daughter, Louise, and her husband, Bud Ebeling, granddaughter, Roberta Croall-Hopkins, had been killed by a drunk-driver on the Portland-Scappoose highway as they were returning home from a church outing. Voyla’s daughter, Della Croall, was critically injured and great granddaughter, Sherry Hopkins (7 years old) was in a coma. Della and Sherry both recovered after months of medical treatment.
Mom (Voyla) spent many, many hours tirelessly devoted to genealogy, trips to the temples and work in the church--2 years mission to the Umatilla Indian Reservation and 3 more years on a mission in the Portland, Oregon Stake. She worked in Primary as well as being Primary President, Sunday School, Relief Society and Relief Society counselor, Sunday School Gospel Doctrine teacher.
Mom outlived Dad by 10 years, passing from this mortal world on August 9, 1978, in Pendleton, Oregon.
BARNEY FREDRICK DALTON:
by Barney F. Dalton and edited by Helen Shumway-Dalton (1998) and Leslie Dalton Crunk (2004)
The good Dr. Young's buggy rushed down the street and stopped at 926 N. Garfield, Pocatello, Idaho, and he hurried into the house. It was 9:30 A.M. and on the 18th of February 1924, when I entered this life and began my mortal existence. I was born into simple and unostentatious surroundings. It may have taken 5,924 years to get me here, but here I was! I was looking for attention and attention I got--as fate had decreed that I should not go unnoticed. Since I was born with a double inguinal hernia, I was not permitted to cry at any time and, according to my mother, I made the most of this "fortunate" quirk that nature had played upon me. I've been told they carried me around on a satin pillow but I have doubts about that!
My parents were Joseph Edgley Dalton and Audrey May (Baxter) Dalton. I was named Barney Fredrick Dalton. My middle name was after my Uncle Joseph Fredrick Smith (no relation to the Prophet, Joseph F. Smith). My cousin Alvin J. Smith (called "Bud") tagged me with the nickname of "Barney Google" in the comic strip. I have three brothers and three sisters as follows:
My father worked for the Union Pacific Railroad in Pocatello, Idaho as a boilermaker and made the fabulous wage of $8.00 per day.
When I was 18 months old, we moved to Portland, Oregon, where lived continuously with the exception of four years, 10 months and eight days spent in the U.S. Army. Aside from being pampered and not allowed to cry, I lived a normal existence. Finally, on the 17th day of October 1926, I was taken to the hospital in Pocatello and the double hernia was operated on. Needless to say, when I recovered from the operation, there was no longer a necessity to keep me from crying--my education in obedience began in earnest!
I had to help my father with our garden. My brother, Joseph Edgley, Jr., (Edgie) and I had the chore of getting in the stove wood for our old kitchen range and wood for the heater that warmed the rest of the house. We had to hoe the garden and take care of the chickens and cow; one week I would milk the cow and the next week Edgie would take his turn.
I attended Lents Elementary School, East Multnomah, Arleta, Gilbert, and then back to Arleta, and then to Woodmere. While attending Gilbert School, I won first place in a poem recitation contest. In grammar school I skipped the 2nd grade. This gave me a big head and I thought I was about the smartest kid in school--I was too! I was so smart I promptly flunked the 4-B grade and had to take it over! We walked about two miles to school each day during grammar school but in high school we took a city bus. We bought bus tickets to ride the bus, which cost 4-cents. I graduated from Woodmere Grade School, and Benson Polytechnic High School.
During some of the summer months I would sometimes work for a man named Mr. Young helping him hoe his garden, mow his lawn, and help him around his small farm. He paid me 10-cents per hour and he made sure I worked every minute of that hour! I also worked for a man named Izzie. He was in the junk business and he paid me $1.00 per day to help him haul scrap iron. This scrap iron was sent to Japan. Little did I realize then that this same scrap iron would come flying back at me shortly in the form of “bullets”.
The summer of 1940 my brother, Edgie, and cousin, Alvin J. Smith (Bud), joined the National Guard--the 186th Infantry Division. Edgie joined Company B and “Bud” joined Company G. I was in Pendleton and decided to join the National Guard even though I was not yet 18 (had to cheat on my age) and I was in Company G. I went to summer camp with them and in August the National Guard was called to active duty by President Roosevelt as he declared a “national emergency” and called all of the National Guard into the regular Army for one year (ha ha). I could not pass the physical in September of 1940 so I was not allowed to go with them. This made me feel very bad so when the impairment had been corrected I “volunteered” for a year under the Selective Service. I was inducted in the U.S. Army for one year on November 20, 1940. This one-year-hitch stretched into four years, 10 months and eight days of “war-time” duty. I thought the Infantry was the “he man” of all the various services and I wanted desperately to be in the same Infantry Division as my brother, Edgie, but try as I did I was put in the Medical Corps.
I was in San Francisco attending Letterman General Hospital for “oxygen therapy” instructions and the “Course for Medical Technicians” when we were called back to Fort Lewis, Washington. We left San Francisco by train on Friday night and arrived in Fort Lewis on Saturday night about 11:00 PM. Edgie had left Fort Lewis by train that same Saturday night to go to the Philippines. Our trains passed each other between Portland, OR and Tacoma, WA and that was the closest I came to seeing Edgie for three-and-one-half years. After arriving in Fort Lewis, Harry Anderson, my Army “Buddy”, and I hitchhiked to Portland, OR that same night. I almost waited until Sunday morning to go to Portland but it’s a good thing I didn’t wait to head out for Portland as the next day was December 7, 1941 and the “Japs” attacked Pearl Harbor, Hawaii!!! While stationed in Fort Lewis, WA, I was a “cook” in the hospital.
In the spring of 1942, I was shipped to the New Zealand and Melbourne, Australia. I spent about a year in the South Pacific including New Guinea and then went through the Panama Canal to Europe and North Africa; and then to the New York/Baltimore area for my “home port in the Army.” During my four years, 10 months and eight days stay in the Army, I managed to walk on every continent in the world except Asia. I have been clear around the world, back and forth across the Pacific once, through the Panama Canal, back and forth across the Atlantic 13 times, and all over the Mediterranean Sea from Naples, Italy to Oran, Algeria, in North Africa; plus Palermo, Sicily; Augusta, Sicily; St. Tropes, France; Marseille and Algiers. I have been in 18 foreign countries including: Bermuda, England, France, Germany, Italy, Morocco, Panama, Scotland, Tunisia and others. One ship I served on was the “Tristram Dalton” in the Mediterranean area.
One instance in New Guinea, which I feel is worthy to mention, is when I was on guard duty in a machine gun nest with another soldier. He had no water in his canteen and asked me to get him some from the lister bag. I had a .45 alongside of me and was about to go without it. I pulled the .45 out of the holster and stuck it in my belt. As I walked toward the lister bag, about 100 yards away, I thought I saw movement in the shadow. I stopped and looked but couldn’t see anything and was about to go on when the moon came out from behind a cloud and there in the moonlight, not 50-feet away, was a Jap soldier. He had a rifle--with a bayonet adhered thereto--I was petrified--I couldn’t move my arms--the canteens fell out of my hand and hit the ground! Without delay I grabbed for my .45 but could not find it! At this point both the Jap and I turned with each of us running in the opposite direction! I aroused the guard and we returned to the place where I had seen the Jap but all I could find was his rifle and bayonet with a full clip of bullets where he had dropped them in his haste to run.
On July 4, 1941, while on leave from the Army and visiting at home, I went to a river resort known as "Roamers Rest" on the Tualatin River and located 2-3 miles from Tigard, Oregon, and there I met Helen Shumway and we had a World War II courtship. I got home on December 18th and on the 19th I received a telegram to report back to New York at once for duty. We managed to hurry to Vancouver, Washington, to get the 3-day waiting period waived and get the marriage license. We were married at the home of my cousin, Marge Smith-Merryfield on December 20, 1943 in Camas, WA. and I left for New York on December 21--the next day. Helen came to New York to see me in November 1944 and we had a wonderful 30-day honeymoon after all. We were endowed in the Salt Lake Temple on 4 October 1954 and our two daughters. Leslie and Dayle were sealed to us at that time.
After the war I went right to work for McKesson & Robbins Drug Co. I quit there to go to work for Oregon Transfer Co. during the day and attended Northwestern College of Law three nights a week for four years. I received my Degree of Juris Doctor and Law Degree on 9 June 1953.
While attending law school I met an LDS Church member by the name of Leroy Bentley Skousen (the brother of Cleon Skousen) who was on the High Council of the Portland Oregon Stake. I would listen to Leroy when he was telling me about the church (I was an inactive member at the time). Leroy sent the Stake Missionaries over to see Helen (my wife) and they taught Helen the gospel, teaching me at the same time as I had been away from Church for so many years. Helen said she would not join the church until I quit smoking. On June 25, 1953, Leroy Skousen and I were studying to take the bar examination and when we got in my car to go home I dropped my cigarettes in the gutter and have never smoked since that day. Helen joined the church and we were very active. On July 19, 1954, I was called to go on a Stake Mission, and later served in the Portland Stake Mission presidency.
Helen and I have two terrific daughters, and they are: 1- Helen Laura Leslie Dalton, born 10 Feb 1947 in Portland, OR. She married Raymond Eugene Crunk on 8 Jan. 1966 in the Oakland Temple (California). Leslie was the taxi driver in getting Dayle to the doctor for cobalt treatments as Dayle had Hodgkin disease. Leslie never complained -- a devoted sister and daughter--we love her. 2- Dayle Audrey May Dalton, born 22 March 1949 in Portland, OR. She married Jeffrey Don Iverson on 31 May 1969 in the Oakland Temple (California). Dayle expired on 11 December 1970 from pneumonia, Hodgkin disease, and “Systreceemia due to Pseudomonas”. ”Until We Meet Again” we miss her very much, and we'll smother with love in the celestial kingdom. Dayle was mischievous--someone dared her to pull the fire alarm at Wilson High School--she took 'em up on the dare--pulled the alarm--and I had to go see the principal with her!
My hobbies included: Clamming, hunting deer, elk, pheasants and ducks. Once while duck hunting on "No Trespassing" property the owner came to my hunting partner to chase us off his property so I pretended like I was deaf and unable to hear his command for us to leave. When the owner figured out that I was deaf (which I wasn’t) and couldn’t hear him he just threw up his hands and gave us permission to hunt on his property (quick thinking, eh?). We had a couple boats and often went salmon fishing in the Pacific Ocean.
I loved reciting poetry. (The Charge of the Light Brigade, The Raven and are some of his poems I remember him reciting.) I liked to sing, especially “Mona Lisa”. There was a song about monkeys that our girls enjoyed and another one that I called the “Hobo” song. I also enjoyed a good chess match. While stationed at the Brooklyn Army Base in Brooklyn, N.Y., I managed to become the “Champion Chess Player” of the base! I wasn’t one for traveling just to see “the sites”. I had my fill while serving in the Army. But one trip I really enjoyed was when Helen and I made a trip to Washington, D.C. From there we went to the Wysox, Pennsylvania area and were able to see Church history sites and see “Dalton Hollow” where Grandpa Charles Dalton and his family lived.
Final note: Barney had open-heart surgery in February 1986 from which he never fully recovered. He was in the Veterans Hospital in Portland, Oregon when he “graduated” from his mortal proving-ground experiences on 9 July 1986. Barney knew this trip would crescendo with his dear Dayle-girl greeting him with loving arms and affection. He said many times he would smoother Dayle with hugs and kisses at his journey’s-end
George Franklin Dalton:
The third son of Charles Wakeman Dalton and Elizabeth Ann Allred.
George Franklin Dalton was born 22 November 1856, at Cove Fort, Beaver, Utah.
Married Mary Elizabeth Giles about 1881 in Fort Harmony, Washington Co., Utah
George and Mary Giles had 6 children.
Married on May 25, 1911 to Alice Marie Hall Manti, Sanpete Co., Utah
1.Georgia Rose Dalton, born 18 May 1912, at Marysvale, Piute, Utah.
2. Wells Wakeman Dalton, born December 06, 1914, at Marysvale, Piute, Utah.
2.Dale McDonald Dalton, born 1 October 1916, at Marysvale, Piute, Utah.
George Franklin Dalton died 3 November 1920 and was buried at Marysvale, Piute Co. Utah. He was a LDS church member.
Notes for George Franklin
1880: Living in Circle Valley precinct.
2 January 1897:
Obituary. At the home of Wm. Howes Sr. last Monday night, Mr. David Giles, an old time prospector and miner, passed into the realms of the unknown, cause heart failure. Deceased was one of the first men to strike the camp, and was active in the development of the mine for many years. He was father-in-law to Franklin Dalton of Dalton mine fame. Many surviving relatives mourn his loss.
26 March 1898:
Franklin Dalton is in town at present.
18 September 1903:
Geo. Romney Jr., of the Gold Vein company arrived from Salt Lake on Sunday's train, and with G.F. Dalton who arrived Saturday evening, will arrange to get the Wedge ore down to the Dalton mill. In pursuance of that object they made a trip to Monroe on Monday.
18 September 1903:
Mgr. G.F. Dalton came down from the Wedge yesterday and reports the ore as increasing in width, and holding its own in values.
25 September 1903:
Mrs. G.F. Dalton, Miss Para, Frank and Ralph Dalton arrived from Salt Lake Friday evening and are domiciled at the Grand; Mr. Dalton took the boys for an outing to the Wedge. (Note: This would be Mary Giles and her children, George Franklin Dalton’s first wife)
25 September 1903:
Mr. G.F. Dalton will make an examination of some ground in the Horse Heaven country in a few days for outside capitalists.
14 October 1905:
Franklin Dalton is conducting a campaign on the Twin Peak properties at Marysvale and reports that considerable capital is coming into his section and anticipates active development next season.
13 April 1916:
Geo. F. Dalton is now putting the Shamrock in shape for shipping ore in the near future having made no shipments for nearly one-year. He has been developing the Piute Chief joining the Shamrock. These were the early shippers in the camp and gave shipping values from the grass roots. It shipped for several years. There has been no shipping done for a year on account of development work. The snow slides have been cleared away and shipping will start in the near future. Dalton was the locator of the Dalton mine and shipped from it in the 90's $376,000 worth of ore, to the nearest rail point, Manti and later Salina.
20 April 1916:
G.F. Dalton is still pushing the work on the Shamrock.
4 May 1916:
G.F. Dalton and family have moved to the Shamrock mine for the summer, where Mr. Dalton will take charge of the work, and push it to a point where shipments can be made, which will no doubt be soon. There is about 1,800 tons of shipping ore on the dump.
5 September 1918:
Of Marysvale; real property on delinquent tax list to be redeemed or sold on 16 December 1918.
Farming 1 acre (value: $175), at Circleville.
Living at Marysvale. Goldminer. Can read and write.
October 31, 1920:
George Franklin Dalton dies in Marysvale, Piute Co. Utah. October 31, 1920
Piute Courant: 14 October 1905
Piute Chieftain: 13 April 1916, 20 April 1916, 4 May 1916, 5 September 1918
Piute Free Lance: 18 September 1903, 25 September 1903
Piute Pioneer: 2 January 1897, 26 March 1898
Brigham Dalton of Rockville:
The following sketch of Brigham Dalton, Son of John Dalton Jr. and Marianne Catherine Gardiol, is taken from Vol. 8, pages 15 to 19, in Utah Pioneer Biography, a W.P.A. project.
“I was born Feb. 9, 1863, in Parowan, Utah, in a covered Wagon, as my parents were on their way to Dixie to help settle this part of the country. I was three weeks old when we landed in Virgin, where we lived for two years in a dugout, then we moved to Zion and lived there until 1866,when we moved to Rockville, on account of the Indian uprising. Here I have lived ever since.
Our first home was built of big cottonwood logs that we dragged to the building spot with oxen. Later my father owned a big blue mare that we hooked with one of the oxen to plow with. Father would put the collar on the ox upside down in order to fasten it on, then put the harness on. After he got the horse we never used yokes.
The first crops we planted were mostly corn, cotton and cane. We raised almost all kinds of vegetables and planted orchards; there were not many years before we had plenty of fruit orchards, such as peaches apples, apricots and plums. We used to dry the fruit on large scaffolds then in the fall of the year father would sack the dried fruit and take it north, to buy clothing, flour and other things that we could use. He also took the molasses and traded for materials and food to use.
There was very little grain grown here at first, as we were sent here to grow cotton and cane mostly to supply the residents in the northern towns with clothes and molasses to sweeten their food with; a few of the residents later had bees and so had honey to sweeten their food.
Most of our bread was made or cornmeal at first, as flour was hard to get, the white flour was rationed out in those, days; what wheat we did raise we had to thrash out with horses or flail, then grind it with coffee mills or in the corn crackers, which made very coarse flour.
In those days we gathered greens of different kinds from the sides of the hills; they were eaten very extensive there. Our cooking was mostly done in pots and bake ovens over the fire place; some built what they called rock ovens, where their baking was done.
Some of us went barefoot until leather became more plentiful; the women used to make moccasins out of cloth to wear around the house. The raw cotton was seeded by hand, corded, spun and wove into cloth by the women folks and made into clothes.
There were no sewing machines at that time, so all sewing was done by hand. Nearly everybody had plenty of milk and butter; some stories were told of how people had to eat roots to keep alive but I knew of no one but who had plenty to eat, maybe not much or a variety but they had plenty of what they raised. Barrels made from pine staves with black willow hoops to hold them together, were used to store our molasses in; our dishes from which we ate were tin plates, iron spoons and forks.
Father was a blacksmith; he would take worn out horseshoes and made log chains of them. He made our first plow of wood and used sheet iron for the point. Our bedsteads were made of wood with holes bored through the sides, that we put rope or cord through and wove it back and forth across and lengthwise; we had no springs; we had feather beds in those days, on top of straw or shuck ticks, they were real soft too. Our tables were made of wood slabs, but our first chairs were made of lumber, until Samuel K. Gitrord came here, and made the rawhide bottom chairs, which we still have today. The first sawmill to make lumber was up in north Creek; above Virgin, the lumber was first made of cottonwood.
Our amusements consisted mainly of dances, ball games, swings; then we had Lyceums once a week or every two weeks when entertainment's or different kinds were staged by the local talent. We used to put on lots or plays. I took part in some. The first school I went to was held in a private home; school was only 3 months out or the year; the teacher was paid with produce; I only went to school 3 years.
In 1874 when the United Order started we moved to Rockville and have been here ever since. The order only lasted one year. Father worked hard to try to make it a success; he put all he had into it, but on account of the selfishness that existed, it was not a success and people had to give it up.
May Day was a great day for the children in our day; we always celebrated it and took trips, had a May Queen and programs, Swings and dances; Easter was celebrated much the same as it is now; the Fourth or July was always a big day, programs, parades, horse races, ball games and the dances and contests of all k1nds of sports. The 24th of July, we always had the Pioneer parade, the covered wagon, ox-teams, handcarts, and the mode of camping on the plains; also the attack and fighting with the Indians, then the peace Conference with the Indian Chief.
Most of the polygamists I knew were law abiding, loyal citizens, very congenial; in their home life of course, there's few exceptions, but most of them were successful in raising their families.
My brother Edward Dalton living a Parowan was a polygamist; the U. S. Marshall tried to get him, but he evaded them and hid out in the hills, but one of the neighbors, a Mr. Thornton told the officers that he came home a certain time each night so the officers hid behind the fence on the corner of the street he had to go to get home, and when Edward came up they called to him to halt, but instead of doing so he put spurs to his horse and was fleeing away; the officer shot and hit him and he and he died soon after. The officer did not shoot him intentionally, but did it to frighten him so he would stop, never thought of hitting him. Some of the polygamists here were leading citizens, well educated and were well liked by all.
Jacob Hamblin was a great friend of the Indians. I only met him once and that was when he was marrying a squaw as the boy she wanted was not strong enough to fight for her; he was about average size; but very strong. The first time I saw Brigham Young was when he came to our dugout in Virgin and I remember he ate cornmeal mush and milk in a tin cup with an iron spoon. He came there many times after that, as he visited us once a year from then on.”
Next is many pictures of our Dalton family.
Sarah Lucinda Lee Dalton death certificate
Martin Carrell Dalton Sr. death certificate
Above – View of the Manti Cemetery from the west hillside of the Manti Temple In Manti Utah. Below – The gravestone of Lucinda Lee Dalton, 1817-1925 in the Manti Cemetery.
The gravestone of George Simon Dalton and two of his wives. Ogden City
Cemetery. George was the second son of Simon Cooker Dalton and Anna Wakeman.
The Obituary of John Luther Dalton.
Published in the Ogden Standard newspaper in Ogden, Weber County
Tuesday, December 31 1908.
Harry Dalton's grave stone in the Kanosh, Utah cemetery
Elizabeth Heskett Allred Dalton, Rodney Dalton's great-great grandmother
Charles Wakeman Dalton grave in the Beaver, Utah Cemetery
Charles Wakeman Dalton is buried here
The grave of John D. Lee in the Pangitch, Utah Cemetery