What was it like to sail from England to America with the Harvey Family?

This article from the Ensign, May 2015 tells the story of the Saints crossing the ocean on The Amazon, which is the ship the Harvey sailed on with other members of the church bound for Utah. Click on this link to read more.

Hometown of Hannah Smuin Harvey

Click here to see Smuin hometown in Radley, Abingdon, England

James' half brother, George

  According to  Selma Hazel Harvey and Myrtle Harvey Service, James Smuin Harvey had a half-brother, names Geroge Wooten Harvey, the son of Daniel and Ellen Wooten Harvey.
  
Ellen Wooten was born July 1st 1850 to William Wooten and Ruth Smuin in Summerless, Buckinghamshire, England.  As a young girl she became converted to Mormonism and had a desire to gather with the Saints in Zion.  She was encouraged by her mother's sister, Hannah Smuin Harvey and her husband Daniel Harvey, who according to the book "Pioneers and Prominent Men of Utah" came to Utah Oct. 13th 1863 with the Rosel Hyde Company. They settled Kaysville, Utah.

Ellen went to live with her Aunt Hannah upon immigrating to Utah from England.  When Ellen arrived at her aunts home in Kaysville, polygamy was in full swing.  Daniel Harvey had not yet taken a plural wife. We do not know the circumstances that led to Ellen's marriage to her Uncle Daniel, but they were wed in the Salt Lake Endowment House Dec. 17, 1868. Ellen was 18 and Daniel was 30.
   
Ellen and Daniel had one son, George Wooten Harvey, who was born Jan 8, 1870.

George was 18 and he and his mother left Kaysville and moved to Cedar Fort, UT where George was employed on the new railway being built to Toplift and Mercur. From then on George cared for his mother.  Ellen always worked hard to help sustain them.
 
 They moved to Lehi where George became engaged to a young girl in the community. She died shortly before they were married. After a time he met Mary Rachel Baker, the daughter of James and Permelia Rice Baker. George was 28 and Mary was 18 when they were married in Provo, Utah, Oct. 26, 1896.

More info is available at https://familysearch.org/photos/stories/1043057?returnLabel=Hannah%20Smuin%20(KWNR-XFC)&returnUrl=https%3A%2F%2Ffamilysearch.org%2Ftree%2F%23view%3Dancestor%26person%3DKWNR-XFC%26section%3Dmemories

Marshall pulls gun on Bosworth

James Bunting Bosworth, in the picture above, is an uncle to Mary Ogden Bosworth Harvey. The picture appeared in the Hometown Album, by Newell Hart, which is no longer in print. While Mary's father, William Bosworth settled in Kaysville, Utah, James went north to Preston, Idaho.
Following is an interesting story involving James Bosworth. It was written by me for The Preston Citizen in 2013.

Businessman’s smart remark results in first print of Preston

By NECIA P. SEAMONS

for the Preston Citizen

            About 30 years before Franklin County, Idaho, became its own entity, politics and religion churned as it did in Nauvoo, Illinois, before the exodus West. Local government discovered they could erase the Mormon voting block by making it illegal for anyone believing in plural or celestial marriage to hold public office – that was 87 percent of the populace in the area now know as Franklin County (of which Preston, Idaho is the county seat)!  In the scramble to fill public offices, some interesting characters were roped into service.

            A.J. Simmonds, late Cache Valley historian, wrote about John W. “Black Jack” Nelson, whose long criminal record was no barrier to his election as local justice of the peace. He’d rustled cattle in 1866, robbed a stagecoach in 1873 and stolen a horse in 1885, but with few non-Mormon options in 1892 in Preston, Idaho, he got the vote.

            Simmonds also recorded that rumors of Mormons resigning from the Church on Monday, voting on Tuesday and rejoining the church on Wednesday, floated around. If it is true, there still weren’t enough votes to get sympathetic men into office.

Animosity abounded, and federal marshals hunted practicing polygamist men. They were driven into hiding or caught and jailed, making it difficult for them to provide for their families - something some federal marshals felt they weren’t doing anyway, once said a local descendant of one of those marshals. Dav Frew is the grandson of Marshal James Frew who often worked with U.S. Deputy Marshal Fred Bennett.

Once, Dav retells, his grandfather and Bennett went to Weston to arrest a guy who slipped out a back window leaving another fellow sitting at a table laughing at the marshals. Frew and Bennett asked the fellow what was so funny and who he was. Upon identifying himself, the marshals replied, “You can come with us because we have a warrant for you, too.”

Because of this Bennett’s memoirs, Simmonds records that the first print of a scene in Preston was recorded in a book. Bennett had gained a healthy respect for Nahum Bisbee Porter, a bishop in Preston. Porter proved a wily prey.

But his luck ran out one day and as Bennett and the captured Porter visited on their way back to town Porter asked Bennett what he thought he should do.

“I thought his best plan was to waive the preliminary examination, and give bond for his appearance in the United States Court at Blackfoot,” recorded Bennett.

Porter agreed, saying “As far as having two wives is concerned, I don’t deny it … and I don’t propose to go back on them.”

Bennett then advised Porter to find a couple of bondsmen, and said he would accompany his captive to do so. One of them was a James Bosworth, a postmaster and store-owner in Preston.

The location of Boswoth’s store comes from a hint in the Trail Blazer, written by the Daughters of the Utah Pioneers in 1930, that led to several conversations, and a brother and sister, Quinton and Jody Crockett, of Boise and Preston. They said their grandfather, E. A. Crockett, owned the Blue Light companies in Preston, one of which was a warehouse that sat east of the Franklin County Grain Growers [now called Valley Wide] at 264 S. State, Preston. It was there that Bosworth’s building stood in which Bennett waited outside for Porter, but within earshot of the ensuing conversation:

“Arrested! Why in hell didn’t you shoot the damn marshal? I’d like to see him come around after me. Where is he?” blurted Bosworth on learning the bishop’s errand.

“Right here!” answered Bennett as he entered the door with a pistol aimed at Bosworth. “Throw up your hands if you want to say anything to me.”

According to Simmonds, the illustration of the encounter in Bennett’s memoirs of July 13, 1885, is the first published picture from Preston, Idaho.

 

Hannah Smuin Harvey's rocking chair

"This is the rocking chair that was brought with the older folks from England (Daniel and Hannah Smuin Harvey).  It traveled by wagon to Utah.  I do believe it began with Hannah Smuin Harvey. Somewhere it morphed to what and where it is today. I for absolutely sure know it did belong to Great Grandma Charlotte Olive Welker."

-Charlotte Kirscht

Charlotte Kirchst is the descendant of Daniel Harvey, Jr. and Charlotte Welker. Daniel was the son of Daniel and Hannah Smuin Harvey

Grandma Hannah's Little Secret

 

This little poem describe's an experience had by Hannah Smuin Harvey, as she and her family crossed the plains. It was written for a chapter meeting of the Daughters of the Utah Pioneers
"when they were hard up for pioneer poetry," said the author, Vilate B. McDonald. Vilate is one of Hannah's descendants. Her mother, Doritt Harvey Brough, is the daughter of James Smuin Harvey and Mary Ogden Bosworth. James was the son of Daniel Harvey and Hannah Smuin.

Grandma Hannah's Little Secret

By Vilate B. McDonald

I'm going to tell you my little secret.

I have kept it all these years.

I was ashamed and being found out

was one of my greatest fears.

The wagon train rolled along

the dry and dusty trail

I was hot and tired, glad

to see the yellow sun pale.

After the wagon circle was made

and hungry stomachs fed,

prayers were said, kisses given

and children tucked into be.

Daniel was on watch that night

so I quickly closed my eyes.

Everyone was tired

to stop early had been wise.

As I lay upon my blanket

sleep was slow to come

The temperature in the wagon

had gathered from the sun.

I knew the ground beneath the wagon

could not be this hot.

So I took my blanket and found

what I thought was a perfect spot.

The soft cool breeze filled my soul

with gentle sweet delight.

My eyes grew heavy with desired sleep

and everything seemed alright.

Just as mind and body were drifting

off to rest,

next to my ear I heard a sound.

I knew I had an unwanted guest.

A horse from the herd was munching

grass right next to me.

No matter what I said or did

he refused to flee.

I took my hand and hit him hard

right across his face.

He jumped back, made a terrible noise

and started to run round the place.

He scared the horses and the cows

and they all joined the stampede.

Soon the wagon tongues fell down and

they escaped, running with great speed.

Men jumped from their beds and

worked throughout the night.

They had found most of the animals

before the morning light.

But some animals still roam the plains

They'll never find their way.

And tired men hooked up their teams

and started another day.

Why the animals acted that way

no one ever knew.

That is still my little secret and now

it is your secret too.

(Hannah Smuin Harvey was born Sept 28, 1834 at Radley, Berkshire, England.  Hannah, her husband Daniel and three children left England June 4, 1863 on the ship "Amazone."  They crossed the plains with the Rosel Hyde Company.  She died 22 Aug. 1915 at the age of 82 and is buried in the Kaysville, Utah Cemetery. This story was told to my mother by Hannah.)

Listening in on our pioneer past

Pioneer Songs

By clicking on the link above you will be treated to several songs sung by the pioneers as they carved civilization out of the West, as sung by their descendants in 1947, when they were recorded for the Library of Congress's Archive of Folk Culture.  These examples were recorded in 1946 and 1947 by Austin Fife and his wife Alta as they gethered songs passed on in the folk tradition—either learned firsthand from the writer or passed down in families and communities.

Mystery: Who did Daniel work for?

Mystery: The family history said that Daniel worked for the King of England. However, Daniel was born in 1830. King George IV died in 1830, King William IV died in 1837 and Queen Victoria took over for the next 44 years, until long after the Harvey family immigrated to Utah. ...... hmmmmm.

Daniel married Hannah in 1853, so he surely must have worked for the QUEEN, not the king.
Queen Victoria ..... however, her husband, Albert exerted such influence over her, that it is possible that people considered him the King.

Here's some info on them from : http://www.historic-uk.com/HistoryUK/England-History/KingsandQueens.htm

VICTORIA    1837 - 1901
Victoria was the only child of Princess Victoria of Saxe-Coburg and Edward Duke of Kent, fourth son of GEORGE III. The throne Victoria inherited was weak and unpopular.  Her Hanovarian uncles had been treated with irreverence.  In 1840 she married her cousin Albert of Saxe-Coburg. Albert exerted tremendous influence over the Queen and until his death was virtual ruler of the country.  he was a pillar of respectability and left two legacies to England, the Christmas Tree and the Great Exhibition of 1851.  With the money from the Exhibition several institutions were developed, the Victoria and Albert Museum, the Science Museum, Imperial College and the Royal Albert Hall.  The Queen withdrew from public life after the death of Albert in 1861 until her Golden Jubilee in 1887. Her reign saw the British Empire double in size and in 1876 the Queen became Empress of India, the 'Jewel in the Crown'. When Victoria died in 1901, after the longest reign in English history, the British Empire and British world power had reached their highest point. She had nine children, 40 grand-children and 37 great-grandchildren, scattered all over Europe.

Daniel and Hannah Smuin Harvey

Daniel and Hannah Smuin Harvey were the parents of James Smuin Harvey.  They homesteaded the Harvey Farm, the area of which is pictured at the bottom of this blog. These pictures are found in the book, East of Antelope Island, which tells the histories of early Davis County residents.

The following narrative comes from a history on Daniel. The author is unknown to me.

DANIEL HARVEY

Daniel Harvey was the son of John and Elizabeth Eastwood Harvey.

He was born at Stanford Le Hope, a small town near the sea, in Essex Co. England, on May 29, 1830.

He, and his twin brother spent their childhood and youth working with their father and brothers as farm hands. There were 10 children in tile family; four brothers and two sisters older and one brother and one sister younger than the twins. He spent his boyhood working on farms carrying plow shears to the blacksmith to get them sharpened, and driving crows off the fields. He told a story about that time.

He had a gun to shoot crows and he would put a small piece of rag, or paper in the gun and when he shot, the paper would get on fire, then he would light the tobacco in his pipe. One day he thought how bad smelling the tobacco was, and resolved to quit using it. He threw his pipe on the ground and set his foot on it and never smoked again.

As a young man he worked in a saw pit for builder Jarvis making lumber, and in London he carried milk by means of a wooden yoke across his shoulder, with a can of milk hanging from each end. The milk was measured out to the customers.

While in London he met and married Hannah Smuin, who was a member of the L.D.S. church. They were married in May, 1853. He soon heard the gospel preached and accepted it in full faith to the sorrow of his brothers and the scorn of his friends. His faith was tested when the elder who converted him, robbed the saints and disappeared with the money. He trusted the Elder so much that he said he would have gone through fire for him. The shock made him doubt the truth of what the elders taught. He prayed for light and received it. That he had put his trust in a mortal man and had been deceived should not his faith in the principles of the Gospel.

He told another little story, which shows that though he had a very humble, peaceable disposition, he could be riled up to a point of fighting. After he joined the Church, a man who was a competitor in the milk business, sneeringly called him a destroying angel, and made a pass at him, but Daniel was too quick and knocked him over his cans of milk and spilled the milk. Then the man wanted him to pay for the milk, which he refused to do. Some men who witnessed the scrap decided that Daniel was right, and should not pay for the milk.

They had three children born to them in London; Ann, James and Daniel, Jr. When Ann was seven, Jim five, and Dan three, they left with a company of Mormon emigrants, with George Q. Cannon in charge, on the ship Amazon, bound for America.

There were 920 (882) passengers, mostly Mormons. It was the first ship to sail down the Thames River into the open sea. The ship left on June 4, 1863 and was six weeks on the ocean. The family consisted of five Harveys and two nieces, Rachel and Matilda Smuin, who were very seasick. Hannah was ill all the way across. Daniel did not suffer that way so had to wait on all the others.

They landed at Quebec and came by boat down the St. Laurence River to New York, then by train to Omaha. The Civil War was on and they were hindered by the railroad being torn up by the rebels. They were met at Winter Quarters by teams and wagons, and they started their journey across the plains in the Rosel Hyde Company. Daniel paid part of their emigration by driving one of the ox teams across. They walked a great deal of the way. They arrived in October 13, 1863.

They stayed a few days with Hannah's sister, Harriet Clark. Then Daniel walked to Kaysville where he found work at Winnell’s flour mill. Their first home was in a dugout near the mill, then the family soon moved to Kaysville where they made their home on the mountain road.

Near their home was the barn where the horses were kept and changed on the old stagecoach line from the east to S.L.C. They lived there about eight years then homesteaded 160 acres now the home of Brigham Harvey (1942) east of Kaysville City.

He worked at various things, sawing lumber in Bear Canyon, helping neighbors on their farms, herding sheep and working his own farm.

He married Ellen Wooton in 1867 to whom one son, George W. Harvey, now of Lehi, was born. Ellen. He died Sept. 13, 1899, at the home of his wife. He was a quiet even-tempered man. Always willing to help others without complaining.

Hannah Smuin Harvey

Hannah Smuin was born at Radley Berkshire England Sept 28, 1834, a daughter of Thomas and Esther Hannah Pearce Smuin. She married Daniel Harvey May 21, 1854 when she was 19 years old. Agustus Gurney performed the ceremony in the Parish Church of Paddington County of Middlesex, England.

They went to live at London in an apartment in one of the row houses which were in vogue at the time and which are still lived in with very little change. She has told me how she mixed her bread at home then took her raised loaves to the cook house in the rear of the apartments to be baked.

She also took meat, potatoes, cakes, or any other food there to be cooked. No apartment was equiped with cook stoves with ovens at that time. They had three children born to them while in London, Anne, James, and Daniel.

Her husband worked for the king and was lucky to have a job that was steady and that he enjoyed. He helped care for the kings horses and the ones used in the changing of the guard. This custom still exists at Buckingham palace.

While they were in London, the Mormon missionaries came to them and they joined the church. This was a turning point in their lives as they began saving every penny so they could pay for transportation to America. They took their new religion very seriously and although they, like other Englishmen, had enjoyed their cups of tea, they never drank it again. They kept the word of wisdom absolutely. They also kept the other teachings. Grandma was devout about her church attendance. She never missed a meeting or a general conference.

On June 4, 1863, they left the London docks for America, on the ship Amazon, which was carrying a very large number of Mormon emigrants. And it was this group of emigrants that Charles Dickens made the statement about “The flower of England is on that ship.” He was so impressed with that group of Mormons that he made several observations all in praise of their orderly and excellent behavior.

Six weeks later they arrived at Montreal. Grandma wasn't feeling well on their arrival and had to be carried off the ship. They went to St. Louis by train, and then to Winter Quarters. Sometimes they took detours by boat since the train tracks had been disrupted by Civil War soldiers.

Rasel Hyde had been sent by Brigham Young to meet them at Winter Quarters. He had wagons and oxen to take them to Salt Lake City. On this long journey they walked much of the way. Even the children did considerable walking, except Dan who was too small. It was tiresome to ride so many hours and besides it lightened the load if they walked. It was hot and dusty walking or riding - and camping at the end of the day was always welcome. Here is one story that grandma told me about one night on the trip:

The day had been hot and dusty, and we were glad to see the sun sink beneath the western Nebraskan horizon. The wagons were drawn into the usual circle, the tongue of each resting on the rear axle of the one in front of it. This formed a corral for the oxen and other animals that the company had. Everyone was dog-tired and as soon as the evening meal was over everyone went to bed expecting to get an early start the next morning before the heat of the day. The night was warm and sultry. Many were spreading a couple of blankets under the wagons thinking it would be cooler sleeping there than inside. I didn't know whether to try it or not.

Daniel had guard duty that night and the two children and I would be there alone with all that livestock running around in the enclosure and I'll have to admit the idea made me nervous. Not even the zoo had this many animals in London, and what they had, were behind strong iron fences.

However, ten minutes in the hot wagon persuaded me to try it, so gathering up my pillows and blankets, we crawled under the wagon. Jimmie and Annie were soon asleep, but I was not so lucky. I heard every mouthful of grass as it was torn loose from the roots, and you could even hear the breathing every time they got within ten feet of the wagon.

Finally, exhaustion took over and I fell asleep. Then I was suddenly awakened by a loud snort not to far from my ear. I sprang up raising a goose egg on my forehead where I collided with the wagon running gears. There before me in the dark night was a still blacker great animal which in reality was the company mule. I grabbed the long willow that I had brought with me for just such an emergency, and I slashed that mule down the side with all the energy I could muster.

He squealed and gave a lunge backwards scaring all the animals near him, which started a stampede. Hey all hit the wagon tongue on the opposite side of the enclosure at the same time. The tongue went down and every animal was loose on the prairie and running. Immediately every man in camp was up pulling on his shoes and out after the fleeing herd. One or two of those good saints were even saying a few half naughty words.

Needless to say every animal was not found that night or even the next morning. A day’s layover was necessary to get them back and in shape to travel again. Me--I heard everyone’s version of how it happened and whose fault it was because they had not fastened the tongue securely and what should happen to such careless people. But no one saw me pop that whip or crawl back under that blanket and pretend that I was so sound asleep that even that bellowing herd could scarcely wake me up. That has been my little secret for a quarter of a century.

They stayed at Ebenezer Williams place when they arrived in Kaysville. He had a log room and although the chinking was getting loose in spots it was considered in good enough condition for early fall living. But it snowed and blew that night and sifted snow over the beds and floor. It was grandma's first introduction to snow, but it was nothing compared with all the snow they would see before spring.

Daniel got a job at Wenall's grist mill and made him a dug-out in the side of the hollow near the mill so that he would be close to work. Here they were warm and snug the first winter. The next year they lived in a small house near what is now the intersection of the Green Road and Highway 89.

While there, Daniel built a large log room with a fire place in it about where the Rock Loft now stands. This was a real comfortable place and they lived here until they got a farm farther south down the Mountain Road. This place was later used for a school and the Harvey children and other Mountain Road children went to school there. They needed a larger house now as Hannah had given birth to four more baby girls since they had arrived in Utah, Susannah, Mary, Martha, and Mercy. Mercy died while still a baby.

Hannah helped her husband plant flowering shrubs around the new place and helped with the silk worms as soon as the mulberry trees were old enough to bare leaves to feed the worms. She helped train the honeysuckle and woodfine vines to climb over the house and helped water all these plants to get them started, which was no small job with the water scarcity situation as it was.

She also made rugs, braided, flocked, and curly yarn rugs out of old sweaters and stockings. She even made rugs out of dog hides which she tanned and mounted on felt herself. She was an expert tailor and dress maker and she did sewing for the "best ladies" in all the towns near by and many in Salt Lake City. She could make a man’s Sunday suit and no one would know it hadn't been purchased at a high priced store.

She could cut her own patterns and it took very little snipping by her scissors to make it a perfect fit. When it came to making something she had a trained eye and intelligent hands. What her eye perceived her hands conceived.

When she was 80 years old she got first place on a hem-stitched handkerchief. She always got first place on whatever she entered at the fair. They say her mother used to sew for the queen in England and that she went along to thread needles for her when she was a small girl. She made all the clothing for our family. She even made the suit my father was married in. (They were married in the temple, but the suit he wore on the day that he was married was made by Grandma.)

I remember the day that my father bought all the ground on the north side of the road from Grandma. He paid her $800 for it. Uncle Dan had just moved down from Bear Lake and was going to live here. Grandma had been living with us, but she thought that she would like to live closer to church and so she decided to buy a place in town that was for sale.

She let Uncle Dan and his family live there with her, but she had a life lease on it. I think that she got homesick for the familiar things. She still kept her bed and all her things in the old house after my folks had built the new one; and she was soon back and stayed at our place until after my father died in 1910. After father died, she spent a little more time at Uncle Dans, and then she went to her daughters Suez and Mary in Layton where she died at the age of 82 on the 22 of August 1915. She is buried in the Kaysville Cemetery.

Grandma was an early riser. You could see her out under the mulberry trees walking around in the first pearly gray light of the dawn. She would have a little shawl around her shoulders and she would be enjoying the coolness. Her hair was always brushed down tight to her head with a part in the middle and a knot in the knap of the neck.

I never could see how she could manage a smooth hair style with one arm. She had been hurt in an accident in front of Sheffeld’s store. Father had left her in the sleigh to hold the horses reigns while he went into the store a minute. The horses became frightened and bolted tipping the sleigh over on a pile of sand on the road side. It threw her out of the sleigh and broke her shoulder; so that she could never raise that arm again.

This article appeared in the Davis County Clipper on February 7, 1908.

"James S. Harvey says that quail are wintering well this year."

Son - Brig hosts ASC tour

To see all of this article, click on it for a larger view.

Kaysville Kinks

The February 4, 1898 edition of the Davis County Clipper included in its column, Kaysville Kinks, the following:

"James Harvey and Miss Mary Bosworth were married on Wednesday."

Son- Brigham Harvey seeks new road

An article in the March 5, 1965 edition of the Davis County Clipper states the following:

"Brigham Harvey and Ray Phillips of Fruit Heights, this week, discussed the possibility of building a three mile strip of road from Compton Bench in Farmington to the Fruit Heights town limits. 


Commission Chairman Glen W. Flint suggested that the two men contact all 16 of the property owners who have land in that area to get a release of property for a right -of-way to build a four-rod road. He said that after this has been accomplished, H. Glenn Austin, county surveyor, would then be asked to make a survey of the property needed."

James Smuin and Mary Bosworth Harvey's family

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"Pig King" of Davis County

The pig business is still in the family. These piglets were raised by my husband and son.

James Smuin Harvey was the "Pig King." Dorrit Brough Harvey wrote that she doesn't know whether anyone else in the state had as many pigs as her father did, or not, but that she was certain that no one in Davis County did.

He had over 100 pigs, and more during farrowing season. He was pretty well equipped to take care of the. He had a row of pens where expectant sows were put. These pens had a roof over the rear of the pen and the front was open where there was a trough for food and water. A new litter of pigs had to be watched closely to see that the mother didn't lay on them and smother them.

They always lost a few this way, even with the best of care. It wasn't that the mother didn't care for her babies as she would fight if anyone got in the pen with them, but it seemed she could be laying on one and not even know it was under her. The west end of spring hollow (now under the road) was fenced with combination wire (pig mesh) with a barbed wire strung tight about an inch off the ground and two of them above the mesh. This prevented them from rooting under.  This provided a 20 or 30 acre pig pasture with plenty of running water, grass, shade and lots of acorns in the fall. After the grain was cut, James would haul loads of the bundled grain and throw it over the fence to the pigs and let them thresh it themselves. 

When he put them into the fattening pen, which was a small enclosure with lots of feeders in it, he fed them barley that he had choppd at the mill. He thought chopped barley made top grade pork. He was proud of his superior pork and on returning from a hog selling trip, would say, "Well, I did it again, I topped the market." He always sold his pigs in February and August, as this was the high point of the year, price-wise. The Stewart boys, Al, Roan, and Clarence (Walt) always came to help him butcher his hogs for market. He thought they were extra efficient at it.

He had a metal vat about 10 feet long, which was set in the ground with a hole under it for a fire. Water was heated in it to boiling and the pig rolled in it on ropes until it loosened the bristles. It was then  put on a low table and scraped clean. Then it was taken by block and tackle and hung to cross arms on poles where the insides were removed. The livers and hearts were kept and the intestines were run to remove the fat. There were several buckets full of this which Mary, his wife, rendered into lard in the oven and poured into lard buckets provided her by the Salt Lake butcher shops. She sold it or gave some it away, but never used a spoonful of it in her own cooking, or did the family use any of the pork.

James had to be up at 4 a.m.  in the summer-time, in case a pig got out of the pasture and went "visiting." If there was anything unwelcome among the neighbors, it was a pig. This was quite understandable as it only took a few minutes for a wandering pig to dig a whole row of potatoes if he found a garden. The family was upset once themselves,  when one dug their row of beets when they were ready to pickle.

James also had 35 or 40 head of stock cattle and three or four milk cows. The family used a lot of milk, cream, and butter. Sometimes Mary sold eight or 10 pounds of butter a week to the store.

The Daniel Harvey Homestead

by Doritt Harvey Brough

I'm grieved when I look at those mulberry trees,
Limbs broken, some branches bare.
Because it is more than a hundred years
Since grandfather planted them there.

They were large, very large when I was a child
In their tops hung an Oriole nest.
And grandmother, then gray and aged
Paused in their shade for a rest.

From a branch hung a couple of swings
Where we children would float with the breeze
And eat a few purple berries
That dropped in our laps from the trees.

Gone is the old log home
Where they grew each side of the door.
Yes, sad to me, will be the day
When those trees are not there anymore.

James Smuin Harvey

James Smuin Harvey was born November 1, 1858, in Middlesex, England. He is the son of Hannah Smuin and Daniel Harvey, who were married on May 21, 1854, in Paddington, Middlesex, England.
Daniel was born May 29, 1830, in Stanford-Le-Hope, Essex, England and died September 15, 1899 in Lehi, Utah,. Hannah was born September 28, 1834 in Radley, Berkshire, England, and died August 22, 1915 in Layton, Davis, Utah.
James is the second child of Daniel and Hannah. His older sister, Ann Harvey, was born June 25, 1856, also in Middlesex. She married Lyman S. Conley.
James was followed by his only brother, Daniel Harvey, Jr., who was born on November 21, 1860, in London, England. He married Olive Welker, November 2, 1896.
The Harveys immigrated to Utah at this time and their last three girls were born in Kaysville, where they homesteaded. Susannah Harvey, was born June 29, 1865. She married Joseph Henry Morgan on November 6, 1884.
The couple’s fifth child was Mary Elizabeth Harvey, born on January 8, 1868. She was followed by Martha Harvey, born March 30, 1870. They also had a daughter, Mercy, who died within the year she was born.
James married Mary Bosworth February 2, 1898.

Son- Brigham Bosworth Harvey

Brigham Bosworth Harvey, was born Jan. 2, 1909, in Kaysville, Utah. He was the youngest living child of eight children. His parents were James Smuin Harvey and Mary Bosworth Harvey. James was born in England. His parents were Daniel Harvey and Hannah Smuin Harvey. Mary’s parents were Esther Emily Ogden Bosworth and father was William Bosworth. Mary was born in Kaysville.

Brigham (Brig) finished the 8th grade. He went to Kaysville elementary. He worked so his brother Alpheus could go on a mission.

He started out with 1 sheep, it had a baby. After he got 100, he had to take them to the Richins' property by Morgan. Alex was the Greek sheepherder who watched them on the hills. He raised Rambouillet Sheep.

Brig met Ruth Leone Hill (pictured together at right) at the Lagoon dances. He came out to Syracuse with a brand new 1935 Grey Plymouth Coup. He paid $600 for it. Mom was walking home. He came looking for her He carried a .22 rifle with him. They went up Weber Canyon shooting. This was the end of July. They went dancing a lot at Lagoon, and Como Springs in Morgan. He dated her for 3 years. When he was 29 years old he married Ruth in the Logan Temple. He had 5 children. Katherine, Elaine, Helen, Howard and Marilyn.

History of Brigham B. Harvey written by his daughter, Elaine Harvey Palmer.

James Smuin Harvey

James Smuin Harvey was born 1 Nov 1858, at London, England. He is the son of Daniel and Hannah Smuin Harvey. The area in London where his parents lived had two story houses built in one continuous row, all around the block, except for openings in the middle of each block where hacks could enter with coal and other supplies. These buildings had numerous apartments, each being a living unit for a family, with ah kitchen and living room down and two bedrooms upstairs. A front door opened onto the cobblestone street and the slate floored kitchen had a door to the back yard and was also handy to the cookhouse. Food could be prepared at home and for a very small sum it could be taken to the cook house to b cooked or a whole hot meal or any part of a meal could be purchased for just a few pence and taken home to eat. These homes were built of stone and roofed with slate. James and his sister, Ann, and brother Dan, lived here with their parents until Jim was five years old.

Excerpt from James Smuin Harvey History document written by Doritt Harvey Brough.