Andrew and Hannah – A Hard and Happy Life

AndrewHannahAnderson“Hannah gave Andrew to understand that her husband had to be worthy to take her to the temple. So he set about preparing himself…” At last the happy day arrived. He borrowed a team and sleigh and they drove from St. John, Idaho to Logan, Utah. Living near their extended family, “they had good land, flowing wells, excellent horses and fat cattle.” On urgings from “a sharp real estate salesman,” the large group sold-out and went to Canada to start a ranch with their “100 head of cattle and 14 sheep camps.” It was the coldest winter on record and, “they lost most of the herd.” In the spring, with much sorrow and homesickness, Andrew and Hannah returned to Idaho to homestead 160 acres at “the head of the Big Malad River.” The high sagebrush indicated good soil but required “long, tiresome work” to clear the land. In the summer, they lived in a log cabin; in the winter they lived in St. John where their five children attended school. In later years, he broke his ankle and also had a stroke but remained cheerful. Hannah learned to drive when he no longer could. When grandchildren, Ferril and Rex, came to visit, Hannah drove them around town to show them off. Before his death, Andrew said, “It is my advice to all young people to read and learn all they can about this wonderful church we have and never turn down an opportunity to labor in this great work that we as Latter-day Saints have accepted.” Andrew died on his 80th birthday. Hannah said, “We had a happy married life. We never had a quarrel… I am thankful I had such a good man and such good children.”

(By Kenneth R. Hardman, based on Losee, Ferril A., South, Betty, The Anderson and Josephson Family History – Ancestors and Descendants of Lars Anderson and Anna Andersdotter, Lars Charles and Anna Isaacson Josephson, 1999, pages 57-65, photo from same reference) #AncestorClips

Charlotte Hannah Dearden – Hard Work, Love, and Smile

CharlotteHannahDeardenHardmanIn 1924, eleven months after returning to Utah from difficult homesteading in Canada, my great-grandmother Charlotte Hannah Dearden Hardman was widowed with eight children when her hard working husband died of a broken ulcer. They had previously lost and buried two children in Utah, and two more in Canada. As he died, Jacob’s last words to his older children were, “take care of your mother and the kids.” Charlotte was a strong lady, a hard worker, and taught her children to be obedient. While her sons took care of many things, Charlotte and the girls took care of the home and the furnaces at the local Seminary. Charlotte outlived her husband by forty-one years, having supported her eight children in special events. She cared for her home and family until 1965. My heart is touched by her smile, her love, and her faithfulness to her family and the character she passed on to her children, and to her posterity.

 

Jacob Hardman – Horses and Homesteads

JacobHardmanFamilyPortraitDon’t ever tell Jacob Hardman that he couldn’t ride a horse. He was once bet $25.00 that he couldn’t ride a tortured big black mean one, but he did. He bred and broke horses, ran cattle, herded sheep, and hauled granite to the Salt Lake Temple. When he learned of free land and homesteads up in Canada, he transported family and belongings, and settled on 300 acres of hay and 80 acres of grain, raised potatoes, pigs and chickens, hunted goose and dear, and caught fish by drilling holes in the ice. While in Canada, gas lamps and coal stoves were replaced with natural gas. In the winter, they rode sleds, skated and danced. One Sunday father and son went to see if the grain was ready to cut. It was, so they pulled the binders out at one o’clock but at three-thirty, the hailstorm hit. It took all but about ¾ of an acre, so bare there wasn’t any straw left. After 3 years of hail, people begging them to stay, offering deals, but he hauled his family back to Utah for a job promised by his uncle, a contract with the Salt Works. On the way, Jacob and Charlotte in the Model T, the boys driving the teams, a train came through the tunnel, no whistle, shooting right between the two teams. The little black team which son Leonard was driving swung a bit and just sat there and held. The Lord was watching out for this family. On arrival in Utah, Jacob’s uncle died so the contract at the Salt Works fell through; no work. Jacob didn’t have much, but he had his family, his horses and his equipment, and took work hauling the gravel and cement for the Magna to Garfield road and worked ten acres of hay. Eleven months after their return, while making a hayrack, Jacob broke his ulcer. After an operation, gangrene set in. As the family rushed to the hospital to bit him farewell, the Model T frosted up Sid swung the car around and the family just missed a streetcar. Jacob’s last words to Charlotte, Sid, Ethel, Marie and Leonard were, “Take care of your mother and the kids.” (Ref. “Jacob and Charlotte Hannah Dearden Hardman by Sidney Lehi Hardman) https://familysearch.org/photos/documents/3489120 #AncestorClips