Dear family: As Henry Walton Hall indicates here, he is the son of Job Pitcher Hall and Jane Dyson Walton, and the only surviving child of this couple. Job Pitcher Hall also had two other wives who disliked him bringing home another young and beautiful girl for a wife, and as a result, Job took her to another town where he built her a mud hut with no windows and doors, where she was left alone to raise Henry and his two sisters, but they died shortly after birth, and so Henry was the only child who lived to tell his story.
Job Pitcher Hall was not a good husband to her nor a good father to his son, and eventually Jane Dyson Walton plied for a divorce, to President Brigham Young, and he told her that it was up to Job to grant her that divorce, which he did, on the agreement that her newfound friend whom she fell in love with, and she would come and dig him a basement, which they did, and she was released from her marriage, so she could marry William Greene Bickley, our great-grandfather, and my mother's grandfather, and Grandma Woodbury's mother. For more of their story you may read William Greene Bickley's life story. It is really special.
HENRY WALTON HALL
1862-1946
I was born on June 12, 1862 in Toquerville, Utah. The momentous event took place in a wagon box with some straw and a buffalo robe for a bed. The weather was better than 100 degrees in the shade. My father’s name was Job Pitcher Hall and my mother’s name was Jane Dyson Walton. In the year of 1863 we moved to Santa Clara, where my sister Jane Dyson was born. The date of her birth was January 12, 1864. She did not live long, but died in November 1864. We then moved to Clover Valley, Lincoln Co., Nevada in the year 1864. Here my 2nd sister, Ida Matilda was born, on October 8, 1864. Her life was short and she passed away in September 1866.
The next move by my parents was to Pine Valley, Utah. It was here that my father and mother separated. Shortly after, my father gave my mother and myself to William G. Bickley and he also performed the ceremony. From Pine Valley we moved to Eagle Valley, Nevada where we lived until 1867. Then we moved to Beaver City, Utah. Here my mother lived for the remainder of her eventful life. Jane Walton Bickley was known in Beaver, Minersville, Milford, and Frisco as Grandma Bickley. She began a merchandising business soon after moving to Beaver, by making weekly trips in a buggy loaded with a variety of articles, somewhat like you find in the 10 and 15 cent stores today.
I did not like Beaver and ran away from home and lived with the Clayton family for several years. Later I lived with the Gillins family. There was another boy living with them named Simeon Ray. When the Gillins Brothers got a contract to furnish charcoal to the mines, I went to work for them. I learned the art of burning charcoal. It was made from pinion pines. The trees were cut and trimmed and placed in a kiln or pit. We selected a clear place, digging the pit in the center free from rocks. Logs of pine, 8 or 9 feet long, were placed in the pit, slanting them at about 30 degrees, to about 3 feet from the top. After the pit was filled with the pine and arranged so the air could circulate through, boughs were placed on top and covered with about four inches of soil so it would be airtight. Around the bottom were holes about every 10 feet for drafts, and some around the shoulders of the pit. A fire was started in the center and the heat was forced through the pit. The heat would char the pines thus making charcoal.
I worked in the mines in Utah and Nevada for some time. I took a job with Bill Smith, who was operating the Silver Reef Mine, near St. George, Utah, where silver was discovered in sandstone. This is the only mine, where silver was discovered in sandstone in the United States.
It was this time that I did my first freighting. I drove a four-horse outfit, hauling supplies from Milford to Silver Reef, with two wagons hitched together. The roads were very rough and sandy, and we made very slow progress with the wagons.
After I quit working for Bill Smith, I moved back to Minersville and started working for William Gillins on his farm. I lived with them for several years. I married Julia Gillins, daughter of William. She died shortly after our first child was born, a girl named Luella.
I married Lucy Ann Eyre on December 4, 1884, in the St. George Temple. To this union there were eleven children born, seven boys and four girls. I purchased a lot in Minersville on which was a small two room house. I added two brick rooms early in my married life to Lucy. I made my livelihood by freighting, mostly from the mines, hauling ore to Milford. I had the best team of horses in the valley.
A number of farmers got together and built a dam on the Beaver River to divert the water to their farms. I had considerable experience making brick, having made brick for several homes in Minersville, including my own. I filed on 80 acres of land about 2 miles west of Minersville and plowed it with a team and hand plow. The first crop was mostly taken by jackrabbits, but finally we fenced against them and was able to grow a crop. I was unable to make enough on the farm to support my family, so traded my 80 acres of water rights to the Delta Water Co., after they built a dam in the canyon above Minersville, and did freighting and working in the mines to supplement my income.
I took a surveyor to Las Vegas to survey the extension of the RR to Milford. The trip was in a buckboard with my good team, Doc and Port. We went down the Meadow Valley wash and as it rained most of the time, the trip was very difficult, taking 14 days to make. I also herded sheep in the spring to make some money. We used the hand shears to shear the sheep in a shearing corral near North Springs, Minersville.
In Minersville was formed a dramatic club, and I took part in many of the plays put on by the club. I was Justice of the Peace and held many offices in the church. I was also County Commissioner for some time. I was a counselor in the Bishopric two or three times. Mother and I were ordinance workers in the St. George Temple for many years. I went through the Temple for over 2000 people and mother went through for over 1500.
My wife and I moved to Compton, California where several of our children were living.
Henry Walton Hall died in Compton, California, June 2, 1946, and was buried in the Rose Hills Memorial Park, Whittier, California. Lucy Ann Hall died February 8, 1953, and was buried at the side of her husband.
This material was sent to Jennie Woodbury Lee by Reed Hall, son of Henry, July 23, 1966. I will add a little I have copied from a prologue given on their 60th wedding anniversary, held a t Compton, California, December 4, 1944, in the LDS First Ward Church. About 350 attended.
His boyhood days were no bed of roses, by any means as those were the years of pioneer life in Utah, where it was a constant struggle for the Saints to survive...a time when there were only scattered villages in Southern Utah. A few farms and ranches, few roads and many crop failures... a poor land and a poor people. As a boy he had little chance to go to school. However, he learned to read and as the years passed, he educated himself by reading what books he could borrow, reading by lamplight and candle light.
He had to work at anything and everything he could find to do to earn a living. As time passed, he became one of the leading citizens of the community. He was the first chairman of the town board; Justice of the Peace; and County Commissioner for many years. He was active in church affairs and was in the Bishopric for more than ten years.
He was a born actor and took leading parts in plays. His comic recitations are famous as you will soon know, as he will give some of them on this program. He has composed poems for many occasions and has written most of his life in poetry. They were married in the St. George Temple after driving all the way with team and buggy.
Henry Walton Hall
20 March 2007
Henry Walton Hall was the only surving son
Of Job Pitcher Hall, and he is the one
This story is all about, which he himself wrote,
And I am sharing it with you, along with my own note,
About his father and mother, both early pioneers,
Who came across the plains and shed many, many tears.
Job was a polygamist and had two other wives,
Yet married Jane Walton, yet lived separate lives,
For his two wives lived in another state,
And when they met his new wife, there was jealousy and hate,
And so Job took his new wife to live far away,
Where he built her a mud hut, and where she had to stay.
Life for her wasn't easy, and she had to earn her keep
By her very own industry, while her babies were asleep,
And though it was very hard, she survived the pioneer life,
Being Job Pitcher Hall's polygamist third wife.
And then one day a young man came and met this fair haired lass,
And helped her with some firewood, a chance he wouldn't pass,
And did what he could do for her, to ease her suffering,
And even shared his talents through the songs that he could sing.
Of course Jane Walton fell in love as did young William, too,
But there was not a single thing that either of them could do,
For she was married to Job, but wanted to be free,
So she could marry William, and raise a family.
And though she'd had three children, two of whom had died,
Yet Henry was her living son, who was always by her side,
Until the divorce was granted, and soon he went away
To live with another family, who told him he could stay.
Then William and Jane got married, and raised a family,
And spent their lifetime teaching their own posterity,
And Henry went about his life, and did many things
To bless the lives of others, and make his care take wings.
I'm glad Jane married William, and were faithful to the end,
And that their daughter Agnes, married her dearest friend,
Charles Robert Goddard Woodbury, who raised their family,
And that my mom was one of them, Jennie May Woodbury Lee.
By James Horald Lee Jr.
Son of James Horald Lee and Jennie May Woodbury Lee
and grandson of Charles Robert Goddard Woodbury and Agnes Isadore Bickley Woodbury, and great-grandson of William Greene Bickley and
Jane Dyson Walton Bickley
Toquerville, Utah. The momentous event took place in a wagon box with some straw and a buffalo robe for a bed. The weather was better than 100 degrees in the shade. My father’s name was Job Pitcher Hall and my mother’s name was Jane Dyson Walton. In the year of 1863 we moved to Santa Clara, where my sister Jane Dyson was born. The date of her birth was January 12, 1864. She did not live long, but died in November 1864. We then moved to Clover Valley, Lincoln Co., Nevada in the year 1864. Here my 2nd sister, Ida Matilda was born, on October 8, 1864. Her life was short and she passed away in September 1866. The next move by my parents was to Pine Valley, Utah. It was here that my father and mother separated. Shortly after, my father gave my mother and myself to William G. Bickley and he also performed the ceremony. From Pine Valley we moved to Eagle Valley, Nevada where we lived until 1867. Then we moved to Beaver City, Utah. Here my mother lived for the remainder of her eventful life. Jane Walton Bickley was known in Beaver, Minersville, Milford, and Frisco as Grandma Bickley. She began a merchandising business soon after moving to Beaver, by making weekly trips in a buggy loaded with a variety of articles, somewhat like you find in the 10 and 15 cent stores today.I did not like Beaver and ran away from home and lived with the Clayton family for several years. Later I lived with the Gillins family. There was another boy living with them named Simeon Ray. When the Gillins Brothers got a contract to furnish charcoal to the mines, I went to work for them. I learned the art of burning charcoal. It was made from pinion pines. The trees were cut and trimmed and placed in a kiln or pit. We selected a clear place, digging the pit in the center free from rocks. Logs of pine, 8 or 9 feet long, were placed in the pit, slanting them at about 30 degrees, to about 3 feet from the top. After the pit was filled with the pine and arranged so the air could circulate through, boughs were placed on top and covered with about four inches of soil so it would be airtight. Around the bottom were holes about every 10 feet for drafts, and some around the shoulders of the pit. A fire was started in the center and the heat was forced through the pit. The heat would char the pines thus making charcoal.
I worked in the mines in Utah and Nevada for some time. I took a job with Bill Smith, who was operating the Silver Reef Mine, near St. George, Utah, where silver was discovered in sandstone. This is the only mine, where silver was discovered in sandstone in the United States.
It was this time that I did my first freighting. I drove a four-horse outfit, hauling supplies from Milford to Silver Reef, with two wagons hitched together. The roads were very rough and sandy, and we made very slow progress with the wagons.
After I quit working for Bill Smith, I moved back to Minersville and started working for William Gillins on his farm. I lived with them for several years. I married Julia Gillins, daughter of William. She died shortly after our first child was born, a girl named Luella.
I married Lucy Ann Eyre on December 4, 1884, in the St. George Temple. To this union there were eleven children born, seven boys and four girls. I purchased a lot in Minersville on which was a small two room house. I added two brick rooms early in my married life to Lucy. I made my livelihood by freighting, mostly from the mines, hauling ore to Milford. I had the best team of horses in the valley.
A number of farmers got together and built a dam on the Beaver River to divert the water to their farms. I had considerable experience making brick, having made brick for several homes in Minersville, including my own. I filed on 80 acres of land about 2 miles west of Minersville and plowed it with a team and hand plow. The first crop was mostly taken by jackrabbits, but finally we fenced against them and was able to grow a crop. I was unable to make enough on the farm to support my family, so traded my 80 acres of water rights to the Delta Water Co., after they built a dam in the canyon above Minersville, and did freighting and working in the mines to supplement my income.
I took a surveyor to Las Vegas to survey the extension of the RR to Milford. The trip was in a buckboard with my good team, Doc and Port. We went down the Meadow Valley wash and as it rained most of the time, the trip was very difficult, taking 14 days to make. I also herded sheep in the spring to make some money. We used the hand shears to shear the sheep in a shearing corral near North Springs, Minersville.
In Minersville was formed a dramatic club, and I took part in many of the plays put on by the club. I was Justice of the Peace and held many offices in the church. I was also County Commissioner for some time. I was a counselor in the Bishopric two or three times. Mother and I were ordinance workers in the St. George Temple for many years. I went through the Temple for over 2000 people and mother went through for over 1500.
My wife and I moved to Compton, California where several of our children were living.
Henry Walton Hall died in Compton, California, June 2, 1946, and was buried in the Rose Hills Memorial Park, Whittier, California. Lucy Ann Hall died February 8, 1953, and was buried at the side of her husband.
This material was sent to Jennie Woodbury Lee by Reed Hall, son of Henry, July 23, 1966. I will add a little I have copied from a prologue given on their 60th wedding anniversary, held a t Compton, California, December 4, 1944, in the LDS First Ward Church. About 350 attended.
His boyhood days were no bed of roses, by any means as those were the years of pioneer life in Utah, where it was a constant struggle for the Saints to survive...a time when there were only scattered villages in Southern Utah. A few farms and ranches, few roads and many crop failures... a poor land and a poor people. As a boy he had little chance to go to school. However, he learned to read and as the years passed, he educated himself by reading what books he could borrow, reading by lamplight and candle light.
He had to work at anything and everything he could find to do to earn a living. As time passed, he became one of the leading citizens of the community. He was the first chairman of the town board; Justice of the Peace; and County Commissioner for many years. He was active in church affairs and was in the Bishopric for more than ten years.
He was a born actor and took leading parts in plays. His comic recitations are famous as you will soon know, as he will give some of them on this program. He has composed poems for many occasions and has written most of his life in poetry. They were married in the St. George Temple after driving all the way with team and buggy.
Henry Walton Hall
20 March 2007
Henry Walton Hall was the only surving son
Of Job Pitcher Hall, and he is the one
This story is all about, which he himself wrote,
And I am sharing it with you, along with my own note,
About his father and mother, both early pioneers,
Who came across the plains and shed many, many tears.
Job was a polygamist and had two other wives,
Yet married Jane Walton, yet lived separate lives,
For his two wives lived in another state,
And when they met his new wife, there was jealousy and hate,
And so Job took his new wife to live far away,
Where he built her a mud hut, and where she had to stay.
Life for her wasn't easy, and she had to earn her keep
By her very own industry, while her babies were asleep,
And though it was very hard, she survived the pioneer life,
Being Job Pitcher Hall's polygamist third wife.
And then one day a young man came and met this fair haired lass,
And helped her with some firewood, a chance he wouldn't pass,
And did what he could do for her, to ease her suffering,
And even shared his talents through the songs that he could sing.
Of course Jane Walton fell in love as did young William, too,
But there was not a single thing that either of them could do,
For she was married to Job, but wanted to be free,
So she could marry William, and raise a family.
And though she'd had three children, two of whom had died,
Yet Henry was her living son, who was always by her side,
Until the divorce was granted, and soon he went away
To live with another family, who told him he could stay.
Then William and Jane got married, and raised a family,
And spent their lifetime teaching their own posterity,
And Henry went about his life, and did many things
To bless the lives of others, and make his care take wings.
I'm glad Jane married William, and were faithful to the end,
And that their daughter Agnes, married her dearest friend,
Charles Robert Goddard Woodbury, who raised their family,
And that my mom was one of them, Jennie May Woodbury Lee.
By James Horald Lee Jr.
Son of James Horald Lee and Jennie May Woodbury Lee
and grandson of Charles Robert Goddard Woodbury and Agnes Isadore Bickley Woodbury, and great-grandson of William Greene Bickley and
Jane Dyson Walton Bickley
Pine Valley, Utah. It was here that my father and mother separated. Shortly after, my father gave my mother and myself to William G. Bickley and he also performed the ceremony. From Pine Valley we moved to Eagle Valley, Nevada where we lived until 1867. Then we moved to Beaver City, Utah. Here my mother lived for the remainder of her eventful life. Jane Walton Bickley was known in Beaver, Minersville, Milford, and Frisco as Grandma Bickley. She began a merchandising business soon after moving to Beaver, by making weekly trips in a buggy loaded with a variety of articles, somewhat like you find in the 10 and 15 cent stores today. I did not like Beaver and ran away from home and lived with the Clayton family for several years. Later I lived with the Gillins family. There was another boy living with them named Simeon Ray. When the Gillins Brothers got a contract to furnish charcoal to the mines, I went to work for them. I learned the art of burning charcoal. It was made from pinion pines. The trees were cut and trimmed and placed in a kiln or pit. We selected a clear place, digging the pit in the center free from rocks. Logs of pine, 8 or 9 feet long, were placed in the pit, slanting them at about 30 degrees, to about 3 feet from the top. After the pit was filled with the pine and arranged so the air could circulate through, boughs were placed on top and covered with about four inches of soil so it would be airtight. Around the bottom were holes about every 10 feet for drafts, and some around the shoulders of the pit. A fire was started in the center and the heat was forced through the pit. The heat would char the pines thus making charcoal. I worked in the mines in Utah and Nevada for some time. I took a job with Bill Smith, who was operating the Silver Reef Mine, near St. George, Utah, where silver was discovered in sandstone. This is the only mine, where silver was discovered in sandstone in the United States.
It was this time that I did my first freighting. I drove a four-horse outfit, hauling supplies from Milford to Silver Reef, with two wagons hitched together. The roads were very rough and sandy, and we made very slow progress with the wagons.
After I quit working for Bill Smith, I moved back to Minersville and started working for William Gillins on his farm. I lived with them for several years. I married Julia Gillins, daughter of William. She died shortly after our first child was born, a girl named Luella.
I married Lucy Ann Eyre on December 4, 1884, in the St. George Temple. To this union there were eleven children born, seven boys and four girls. I purchased a lot in Minersville on which was a small two room house. I added two brick rooms early in my married life to Lucy. I made my livelihood by freighting, mostly from the mines, hauling ore to Milford. I had the best team of horses in the valley.
A number of farmers got together and built a dam on the Beaver River to divert the water to their farms. I had considerable experience making brick, having made brick for several homes in Minersville, including my own. I filed on 80 acres of land about 2 miles west of Minersville and plowed it with a team and hand plow. The first crop was mostly taken by jackrabbits, but finally we fenced against them and was able to grow a crop. I was unable to make enough on the farm to support my family, so traded my 80 acres of water rights to the Delta Water Co., after they built a dam in the canyon above Minersville, and did freighting and working in the mines to supplement my income.
I took a surveyor to Las Vegas to survey the extension of the RR to Milford. The trip was in a buckboard with my good team, Doc and Port. We went down the Meadow Valley wash and as it rained most of the time, the trip was very difficult, taking 14 days to make. I also herded sheep in the spring to make some money. We used the hand shears to shear the sheep in a shearing corral near North Springs, Minersville.
In Minersville was formed a dramatic club, and I took part in many of the plays put on by the club. I was Justice of the Peace and held many offices in the church. I was also County Commissioner for some time. I was a counselor in the Bishopric two or three times. Mother and I were ordinance workers in the St. George Temple for many years. I went through the Temple for over 2000 people and mother went through for over 1500.
My wife and I moved to Compton, California where several of our children were living.
Henry Walton Hall died in Compton, California, June 2, 1946, and was buried in the Rose Hills Memorial Park, Whittier, California. Lucy Ann Hall died February 8, 1953, and was buried at the side of her husband.
This material was sent to Jennie Woodbury Lee by Reed Hall, son of Henry, July 23, 1966. I will add a little I have copied from a prologue given on their 60th wedding anniversary, held a t Compton, California, December 4, 1944, in the LDS First Ward Church. About 350 attended.
His boyhood days were no bed of roses, by any means as those were the years of pioneer life in Utah, where it was a constant struggle for the Saints to survive...a time when there were only scattered villages in Southern Utah. A few farms and ranches, few roads and many crop failures... a poor land and a poor people. As a boy he had little chance to go to school. However, he learned to read and as the years passed, he educated himself by reading what books he could borrow, reading by lamplight and candle light.
He had to work at anything and everything he could find to do to earn a living. As time passed, he became one of the leading citizens of the community. He was the first chairman of the town board; Justice of the Peace; and County Commissioner for many years. He was active in church affairs and was in the Bishopric for more than ten years.
He was a born actor and took leading parts in plays. His comic recitations are famous as you will soon know, as he will give some of them on this program. He has composed poems for many occasions and has written most of his life in poetry. They were married in the St. George Temple after driving all the way with team and buggy.
Henry Walton Hall
20 March 2007
Henry Walton Hall was the only surving son
Of Job Pitcher Hall, and he is the one
This story is all about, which he himself wrote,
And I am sharing it with you, along with my own note,
About his father and mother, both early pioneers,
Who came across the plains and shed many, many tears.
Job was a polygamist and had two other wives,
Yet married Jane Walton, yet lived separate lives,
For his two wives lived in another state,
And when they met his new wife, there was jealousy and hate,
And so Job took his new wife to live far away,
Where he built her a mud hut, and where she had to stay.
Life for her wasn't easy, and she had to earn her keep
By her very own industry, while her babies were asleep,
And though it was very hard, she survived the pioneer life,
Being Job Pitcher Hall's polygamist third wife.
And then one day a young man came and met this fair haired lass,
And helped her with some firewood, a chance he wouldn't pass,
And did what he could do for her, to ease her suffering,
And even shared his talents through the songs that he could sing.
Of course Jane Walton fell in love as did young William, too,
But there was not a single thing that either of them could do,
For she was married to Job, but wanted to be free,
So she could marry William, and raise a family.
And though she'd had three children, two of whom had died,
Yet Henry was her living son, who was always by her side,
Until the divorce was granted, and soon he went away
To live with another family, who told him he could stay.
Then William and Jane got married, and raised a family,
And spent their lifetime teaching their own posterity,
And Henry went about his life, and did many things
To bless the lives of others, and make his care take wings.
I'm glad Jane married William, and were faithful to the end,
And that their daughter Agnes, married her dearest friend,
Charles Robert Goddard Woodbury, who raised their family,
And that my mom was one of them, Jennie May Woodbury Lee.
By James Horald Lee Jr.
Son of James Horald Lee and Jennie May Woodbury Lee
and grandson of Charles Robert Goddard Woodbury and Agnes Isadore Bickley Woodbury, and great-grandson of William Greene Bickley and
Jane Dyson Walton Bickley
Eagle Valley, Nevada where we lived until 1867. Then we moved to Beaver City, Utah. Here my mother lived for the remainder of her eventful life. Jane Walton Bickley was known in Beaver, Minersville, Milford, and Frisco as Grandma Bickley. She began a merchandising business soon after moving to Beaver, by making weekly trips in a buggy loaded with a variety of articles, somewhat like you find in the 10 and 15 cent stores today. I did not like Beaver and ran away from home and lived with the Clayton family for several years. Later I lived with the Gillins family. There was another boy living with them named Simeon Ray. When the Gillins Brothers got a contract to furnish charcoal to the mines, I went to work for them. I learned the art of burning charcoal. It was made from pinion pines. The trees were cut and trimmed and placed in a kiln or pit. We selected a clear place, digging the pit in the center free from rocks. Logs of pine, 8 or 9 feet long, were placed in the pit, slanting them at about 30 degrees, to about 3 feet from the top. After the pit was filled with the pine and arranged so the air could circulate through, boughs were placed on top and covered with about four inches of soil so it would be airtight. Around the bottom were holes about every 10 feet for drafts, and some around the shoulders of the pit. A fire was started in the center and the heat was forced through the pit. The heat would char the pines thus making charcoal. I worked in the mines in Utah and Nevada for some time. I took a job with Bill Smith, who was operating the Silver Reef Mine, near St. George, Utah, where silver was discovered in sandstone. This is the only mine, where silver was discovered in sandstone in the United States.
It was this time that I did my first freighting. I drove a four-horse outfit, hauling supplies from Milford to Silver Reef, with two wagons hitched together. The roads were very rough and sandy, and we made very slow progress with the wagons.
After I quit working for Bill Smith, I moved back to Minersville and started working for William Gillins on his farm. I lived with them for several years. I married Julia Gillins, daughter of William. She died shortly after our first child was born, a girl named Luella.
I married Lucy Ann Eyre on December 4, 1884, in the St. George Temple. To this union there were eleven children born, seven boys and four girls. I purchased a lot in Minersville on which was a small two room house. I added two brick rooms early in my married life to Lucy. I made my livelihood by freighting, mostly from the mines, hauling ore to Milford. I had the best team of horses in the valley.
A number of farmers got together and built a dam on the Beaver River to divert the water to their farms. I had considerable experience making brick, having made brick for several homes in Minersville, including my own. I filed on 80 acres of land about 2 miles west of Minersville and plowed it with a team and hand plow. The first crop was mostly taken by jackrabbits, but finally we fenced against them and was able to grow a crop. I was unable to make enough on the farm to support my family, so traded my 80 acres of water rights to the Delta Water Co., after they built a dam in the canyon above Minersville, and did freighting and working in the mines to supplement my income.
I took a surveyor to Las Vegas to survey the extension of the RR to Milford. The trip was in a buckboard with my good team, Doc and Port. We went down the Meadow Valley wash and as it rained most of the time, the trip was very difficult, taking 14 days to make. I also herded sheep in the spring to make some money. We used the hand shears to shear the sheep in a shearing corral near North Springs, Minersville.
In Minersville was formed a dramatic club, and I took part in many of the plays put on by the club. I was Justice of the Peace and held many offices in the church. I was also County Commissioner for some time. I was a counselor in the Bishopric two or three times. Mother and I were ordinance workers in the St. George Temple for many years. I went through the Temple for over 2000 people and mother went through for over 1500.
My wife and I moved to Compton, California where several of our children were living.
Henry Walton Hall died in Compton, California, June 2, 1946, and was buried in the Rose Hills Memorial Park, Whittier, California. Lucy Ann Hall died February 8, 1953, and was buried at the side of her husband.
This material was sent to Jennie Woodbury Lee by Reed Hall, son of Henry, July 23, 1966. I will add a little I have copied from a prologue given on their 60th wedding anniversary, held a t Compton, California, December 4, 1944, in the LDS First Ward Church. About 350 attended.
His boyhood days were no bed of roses, by any means as those were the years of pioneer life in Utah, where it was a constant struggle for the Saints to survive...a time when there were only scattered villages in Southern Utah. A few farms and ranches, few roads and many crop failures... a poor land and a poor people. As a boy he had little chance to go to school. However, he learned to read and as the years passed, he educated himself by reading what books he could borrow, reading by lamplight and candle light.
He had to work at anything and everything he could find to do to earn a living. As time passed, he became one of the leading citizens of the community. He was the first chairman of the town board; Justice of the Peace; and County Commissioner for many years. He was active in church affairs and was in the Bishopric for more than ten years.
He was a born actor and took leading parts in plays. His comic recitations are famous as you will soon know, as he will give some of them on this program. He has composed poems for many occasions and has written most of his life in poetry. They were married in the St. George Temple after driving all the way with team and buggy.
Henry Walton Hall
20 March 2007
Henry Walton Hall was the only surving son
Of Job Pitcher Hall, and he is the one
This story is all about, which he himself wrote,
And I am sharing it with you, along with my own note,
About his father and mother, both early pioneers,
Who came across the plains and shed many, many tears.
Job was a polygamist and had two other wives,
Yet married Jane Walton, yet lived separate lives,
For his two wives lived in another state,
And when they met his new wife, there was jealousy and hate,
And so Job took his new wife to live far away,
Where he built her a mud hut, and where she had to stay.
Life for her wasn't easy, and she had to earn her keep
By her very own industry, while her babies were asleep,
And though it was very hard, she survived the pioneer life,
Being Job Pitcher Hall's polygamist third wife.
And then one day a young man came and met this fair haired lass,
And helped her with some firewood, a chance he wouldn't pass,
And did what he could do for her, to ease her suffering,
And even shared his talents through the songs that he could sing.
Of course Jane Walton fell in love as did young William, too,
But there was not a single thing that either of them could do,
For she was married to Job, but wanted to be free,
So she could marry William, and raise a family.
And though she'd had three children, two of whom had died,
Yet Henry was her living son, who was always by her side,
Until the divorce was granted, and soon he went away
To live with another family, who told him he could stay.
Then William and Jane got married, and raised a family,
And spent their lifetime teaching their own posterity,
And Henry went about his life, and did many things
To bless the lives of others, and make his care take wings.
I'm glad Jane married William, and were faithful to the end,
And that their daughter Agnes, married her dearest friend,
Charles Robert Goddard Woodbury, who raised their family,
And that my mom was one of them, Jennie May Woodbury Lee.
By James Horald Lee Jr.
Son of James Horald Lee and Jennie May Woodbury Lee
and grandson of Charles Robert Goddard Woodbury and Agnes Isadore Bickley Woodbury, and great-grandson of William Greene Bickley and
Jane Dyson Walton Bickley
Compton, California where several of our children were living. Henry Walton Hall died in Compton, California, June 2, 1946, and was buried in the Rose Hills Memorial Park, Whittier, California. Lucy Ann Hall died February 8, 1953, and was buried at the side of her husband.
This material was sent to Jennie Woodbury Lee by Reed Hall, son of Henry, July 23, 1966. I will add a little I have copied from a prologue given on their 60th wedding anniversary, held a t Compton, California, December 4, 1944, in the LDS First Ward Church. About 350 attended.
His boyhood days were no bed of roses, by any means as those were the years of pioneer life in Utah, where it was a constant struggle for the Saints to survive...a time when there were only scattered villages in Southern Utah. A few farms and ranches, few roads and many crop failures... a poor land and a poor people. As a boy he had little chance to go to school. However, he learned to read and as the years passed, he educated himself by reading what books he could borrow, reading by lamplight and candle light.
He had to work at anything and everything he could find to do to earn a living. As time passed, he became one of the leading citizens of the community. He was the first chairman of the town board; Justice of the Peace; and County Commissioner for many years. He was active in church affairs and was in the Bishopric for more than ten years.
He was a born actor and took leading parts in plays. His comic recitations are famous as you will soon know, as he will give some of them on this program. He has composed poems for many occasions and has written most of his life in poetry. They were married in the St. George Temple after driving all the way with team and buggy.
Henry Walton Hall
20 March 2007
Henry Walton Hall was the only surving son
Of Job Pitcher Hall, and he is the one
This story is all about, which he himself wrote,
And I am sharing it with you, along with my own note,
About his father and mother, both early pioneers,
Who came across the plains and shed many, many tears.
Job was a polygamist and had two other wives,
Yet married Jane Walton, yet lived separate lives,
For his two wives lived in another state,
And when they met his new wife, there was jealousy and hate,
And so Job took his new wife to live far away,
Where he built her a mud hut, and where she had to stay.
Life for her wasn't easy, and she had to earn her keep
By her very own industry, while her babies were asleep,
And though it was very hard, she survived the pioneer life,
Being Job Pitcher Hall's polygamist third wife.
And then one day a young man came and met this fair haired lass,
And helped her with some firewood, a chance he wouldn't pass,
And did what he could do for her, to ease her suffering,
And even shared his talents through the songs that he could sing.
Of course Jane Walton fell in love as did young William, too,
But there was not a single thing that either of them could do,
For she was married to Job, but wanted to be free,
So she could marry William, and raise a family.
And though she'd had three children, two of whom had died,
Yet Henry was her living son, who was always by her side,
Until the divorce was granted, and soon he went away
To live with another family, who told him he could stay.
Then William and Jane got married, and raised a family,
And spent their lifetime teaching their own posterity,
And Henry went about his life, and did many things
To bless the lives of others, and make his care take wings.
I'm glad Jane married William, and were faithful to the end,
And that their daughter Agnes, married her dearest friend,
Charles Robert Goddard Woodbury, who raised their family,
And that my mom was one of them, Jennie May Woodbury Lee.
By James Horald Lee Jr.
Son of James Horald Lee and Jennie May Woodbury Lee
and grandson of Charles Robert Goddard Woodbury and Agnes Isadore Bickley Woodbury, and great-grandson of William Greene Bickley and
Jane Dyson Walton Bickley
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