John Wright and Sarah Wright Family Messenger

Reporter, Emerson A. Rowley

Born to Mr. & Mrs. Arthur Rowley of Kittery, Main, a girl named Laurie Lee. She weighed 6 lbs. 10 oz. She also served as a birthday present for her brother, Lawrence Arthur, who became 1 year old on the same day of December 17, Arthur was very lucky and the Father in Heaven saw fit that he received a 10 day leave from the ship USS Thor, which started the same day, December 17, so he was home with his family during that time. Arthur is in the Navy and is the son of Emerson A. Rowley, Eureka, California and a grandson of Hugh Thompson Rowley and Grace Davis.

Mrs. Sarah Rowley, wife of your reporter is reportedly in ill health and has been the last several months. It is the wish of this publication to extend to her our sincere wishes for a new bill of health.

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John Wright and Sarah Wright Family Messenger

We are sorry to have to make this history in two installments, but we are short of space and will continue this interesting history in the next edition.

Now we will conclude the history of Hugh Thompson Rowley, which we began in the November issue.

HUGH THOMPSON ROWLEY
son of John Thompson Rowley and Jane Paul
Written by David William Rowley

In the spring of 1933, Dad (Hugh Thompson Rowley) rented the old Webster place, 1 ½ miles west of Rigby, which we operated one year. It was very rocky and very hard to get enough to raise a crop. There was a very fine house on the place. While living there we attended the Shelton Ward. Francis and I were ordained Priests, 1 April 1933, by Bishop Edmond Lovell. Emerson Adis and Walter Illithattended grade school down by Moore’s place.

In the fall of 1933, Dad, Hugh ‘Francis’ and I went to work in the Utah Idaho Sugar Co. plant at Lincoln, Idaho where we worked out the fall campaign. Dad sacked sugar, Hugh ‘Francis’ and I worked on the batteries. We rented a house in Lincoln and Verda May went down and cooked for us and took in other boarders, she made pretty good along with us.

My cousin, Charles Galloway came up to Lincoln to see me and we decided that he and I would go to Salt Lake City, when the campaign was over and work for an oil company. Charles is a very good welder, I was going to learn welding and we were going to travel together, but when we got to Salt Lake City, I was unable to get on with the same company as they were full handed. So I went to work for the Jacobson Construction Company. I helped remodel the Episcopalian Church and then went over to the Temple Grounds, where we put in some cesspools north of the tithing offices and the assisted in putting in a high cement wall with a marble finish, from the north side and up between the Temple and Tabernacle. It was while working here that I got a letter from Mother telling me they were moving to Montana and wanted me to go with them.

I packed up and went back to Idaho, arriving there 28 March 1924. The folks were packing and getting ready to go.

Dad had been to Montana and looked it over and rented a place from a Mr. A. S. Lohman, at Lohman, Montana. The place had 160 acres in it but some were taken out for roads and ditches.

Hugh Galloway, the brother of Charles, was going with us. He loaded the ten horses in one end of the box car and the equipment and what furniture we took with us in the other end. Hugh Galloway and I went to Montana in the box car with the stock. This was quite an experience, caring for the stock, seeing that they got plenty of water and feed on the way when we would stop over. We arrived there in the forepart of April and got a wagon from Lohman’s and got the box car unloaded.

Dad, Hugh ‘Francis’, Emerson Adis and Walter Illith left Rigby two days after we did and went as far as St. Anthony, where they had Dad’s cancers treated by Reese Richards. He treated them with a medicine made up into a poultice, which was applied on the cancerous spots and when they came off, they brought out the cancerous roots and all. It was a horrible sight, looking like an octopus only having more legs and each left a hole where it had come from. This made Dad pretty sick while they were coming out.

 They came on and arrived in Lohman about a week after Hugh and I. Dad was still pretty sick from the cancer treatment after Dad arrived we made arrangements for seed, food and etc., and started to get the crops in. we put in grain, beans and beets.

Hugh Galloway rented another place about a mile and a half north of our place, from Mr. A. S. Lohman.

Mother and Verda May got to Lohman about the middle of May.

Dad bought our potatoes seed from Winfield Hurst, at Zurich. Hugh Galloway and I took two wagons and went to Zurich and got the seed. The highway was new and very soft. We had such heavy loads we got stuck and had to hire a dray outfit to help pull us out and we didn’t get home until one o’clock in the morning. Dad got worried about us and walked out to meet us. He got heated and overly tired. When he got home he had such a nose bleed, that he nearly bled to death.

Hugh ‘Francis’ went back to Idaho as soon as the crops were in and stayed most of the summer, working there around Rigby, Idaho.

Dad and Mother were always very hard workers, but never seemed to get ahead very far financially, mostly because of the lack of investment and having to live to near our income, leaving no margin for investment.

We farmed two years on the Lohman place. We raised beets, grain, beans and etc. mother always raised a good garden and this helped a great deal in our living costs. She always did a lot of canning of fruit and vegetables.

We found that they were holding Sunday School at Zurich. We would drive there as often as we could to attend those meetings. We enjoyed them very much and appreciated the privilege of attending them.

I was called on a short local mission for three weeks. Hugh Murphy was my missionary companion, we labored around Chinook.

On the 9th of September 1925, Hugh ‘Francis’ married Erma Thornton. They moved in with us.

In the spring of 1826, they moved to the Christensen place in Zurich. Soon after, however, they found that they could not agree on some points. They moved from there to Harlem and rented a place from Roy Colgrove,  and then moved on down to the place which they farmed for one year. They raised beets, grain, flax, potatoes and a fine garden. They did all right there.

I went to work for Butler and Harrison who were sheep men. I met a girl, Lillian Alcorn, at a dance and was impressed much by the way she acted.

We attended the new Harlem Branch Sunday School and Sacrament Meetings. A. L. Johnson was Branch President, Angus Young, and Chris Stuker were counselors, and A. L. Stoddard was Branch Clerk. James Shupe was Sunday School Supt.

Dad bought the old Jake Everett place of 150 acres on the south road out of Harlem, about 3 ½ miles west of Harlem. We moved there in the spring of 1927, where we built a log house, straw sheds and dug a potato cellar and then planted a small orchard and built ditches to irrigate the place. We raised a very good crop, without irrigation. We were unable to get the ditches made in time.

The Latter-Day Saints Church house was built on one corner of Dad’s place before he bought it.  We all enjoyed our services and recreations and all of our quarterly conferences.

Clark Alcorn bought the old Leslie Taylor place neighboring Dad’s on the north. This was another very good ranch.

Lillian and I were married on the 14 of July 1927 at Chinook, Montana by Branch President W. B. Peterson. Her father, Clark Alcorn, and my father, Hugh Thompson Rowley were the witnesses.

After the ceremony, we all had supper, went to a movie and came home in a rainstorm.

To help pay expenses Hugh ‘Francis’, Emerson Adis and I weeded beets. Dad took care of the place. Mother as always raised a good garden and chickens and turkeys each year.

In the spring of 1928, Verda May was called on a mission to the Central States where she labored for two years, teaching the Gospel from door to door…”A Priceless Pearl”, it is to those who believe and try to serve and keep the commandments of our Savior. Mother and Father were very proud and happy to have one of their children fulfill a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints.

They were also very glad to have her come home again for they were getting rather homesick to see this only daughter of theirs. They were proud and happy to hear of her missionary experiences.

Shortly after Verda May’s return from her mission, she started to go with Bert Lund Murphy, the son of Thomas E. Murphy and Margaret Camilla Lund. Bert was born 2 December 1903 at Chapin, Freemont Co., Idaho.

Bert had also just returned from a mission, having labored in the North Central States Mission. They were married 17 December 1930 in the Cardston Temple, at Cardston, Canada.

They immediately started farming with his father, just out of Zurich, Montana. Shortly after this they were set apart as MIA president in the Harlem Branch of the LDS Church.

Later, Bert was set apart as Branch President. They were hard workers and lived the Gospel and taught it.

Father did a lot of work on the old ranch trying to fix it up. Mother was a great help. Mother suffered a lot from gall stones and a goiter for many years, until she died on 1 March 1935 at Idaho Falls, Idaho following a goiter operation.

Dad took her death very hard and brooded over it for a long time. He tried very hard to carry on for the children’s sake. Mother was buried at Harlem, Montana, 5 March 1935, on plot 16 at the Harlem Cemetery.

Emerson, married Sarah Marie Alderson, 19 August 1934 at Chinook, Montana. She was the daughter of Arthur Alderson and Gladys Violet Alderson. She was born 6 March 1915, Kamloops, British Columbia, Canada.

Though Dad did not go to Church very much, he had a strong testimony of the truthfulness of the Gospel. In the fall of 1935, he sent his youngest son, Walter Ilith, on a mission. Walter Ilith filled a two year mission and enjoyed it very much. He gained a lasting testimony of the Gospel and had many trying experiences in the mission field that proved to him the power of prayer and showed him a great deal about human nature. He learned much about other churches. He was given an honorable release and returned home in the fall of 1937.

In the spring in 1938 he went to helping Dad on the home place. They farmed the place together. In the Spring of 1938 Walter Illith also met Lois Chapman, a daughter of Early Loyal Chapman and Thea Sirene K. Haugen, born 7 March 1919 in Pierce Co., North Dakota.

They were married 30 July 1938 at Zurich, Montana. Later on 8 February 1939 they were sealed in the Temple at Cardston, Alberta, Canada.

They continued on farming with Dad on the old home place for several years. They farmed together until the spring of 1943, when Walter Illith moved to Malta, Montana and rented a place.

Then Dad and Hugh ‘Francis’ farmed together and took care of the old place.

Dad often went back to Idaho Falls and Shelley and spent a few weeks with old friends and relatives. He enjoyed himself so very much on these trips, renewing old acquaintances and visiting. He liked to visit Emerson Rowley, his nephew, at St. Ignatus, Montana. Grant Rowley, another nephew, and Lucy Stout a niece, at Bynum, Montana. He enjoyed his association with them.

Dad died of heart ailment, 14th of March 1948 leaving five children:

Hugh Francis, Harlem, Montana
David William, Gridley, California
Verda May Murphy, Zurich, Montana
Emerson Adis, Eureka, California
Walter Ilith, Fairview, Montana

(These residence were at the time of his death, and some of them have changed)

Hugh Francis, Kalispell, Montana
David William, Bountiful, Utah
Walter Ilith, Eureka, California

Mother and Dad never gained any earthly wealth. They raised a family to man and womanhood and gave them the right precepts of life. They taught them the truth of the restored Gospel, as brought by the Angel Moroni and received by the Prophet Joseph Smith. For these teachings, we children will ever be grateful to our most wonderful parents.

I pray always that we may be found worthy of their teachings and association and that when this span of life is over we may rejoin them in that family association for all time.

This history was written by David William Rowley, Bountiful, Utah

How Are You Related To Me?

Maternal Great-Great-Great-Grandfather: David Peter Davis – 207
David Peter 207 – Grace 86 – David William 30 – Grace Harriet 10 – Lillian Lorraine 3 – Kellie Jeanette 1

Maternal Great-Great-Great-Grandmother: Caroline Ann Coles – 208
Caroline Ann 208 – Grace 86 – David William 30 – Grace Harriet 10 – Lillian Lorraine 3 – Kellie Jeanette 1

Maternal Great-Great-Grandmother: Grace Davis – 86
Grace 86 – David William 30 – Grace Harriet 10 – Lillian Lorraine 3 – Kellie Jeanette 1

Maternal Great-Great-Great-Uncle: Parley Davis – 209
Parley 209 + David Peter 207 – Grace 86 – David William 30 – Grace Harriet 10 – Lillian Lorraine 3 – Kellie Jeanette 1

Maternal Great-Great-Great-Aunt: Hannah Davis – 210
Hannah 210 + David Peter 207 – Grace 86 – David William 30 – Grace Harriet 10 – Lillian Lorraine 3 – Kellie Jeanette 1

Maternal Great-Great-Great-Uncle: ‘Son’ Davis – 211
‘Son’ 211 + David Peter 207 – Grace 86 – David William 30 – Grace Harriet 10 – Lillian Lorraine 3 – Kellie Jeanette 1

Maternal Great-Great-Great-Uncle: David Reuben Davis – 212
David Reuben 212 + David Peter 207 – Grace 86 – David William 30 – Grace Harriet 10 – Lillian Lorraine 3 – Kellie Jeanette 1

Maternal Great-Great-Great-Uncle: ‘Son’ Davis – 213
‘Son’ 213 + David Peter 207 – Grace 86 – David William 30 – Grace Harriet 10 – Lillian Lorraine 3 – Kellie Jeanette 1

Maternal Great-Great-Great-Aunt: Charlotte Davis – 214
Charlotte 214 + David Peter 207 – Grace 86 – David William 30 – Grace Harriet 10 – Lillian Lorraine 3 – Kellie Jeanette 1

Maternal Great-Great-Great-Uncle: Evan Davis – 215
Evan 215 + David Peter 207 – Grace 86 – David William 30 – Grace Harriet 10 – Lillian Lorraine 3 – Kellie Jeanette 1

Maternal Great-Great-Great-Aunt: Polly Davis – 216
Polly 216 + David Peter 207 – Grace 86 – David William 30 – Grace Harriet 10 – Lillian Lorraine 3 – Kellie Jeanette 1

+: Parent
-: Child
=: Spouse

History: Lillian Alcorn

Well, along in March, Mr. Eppler sent us a statement that we were $2.50 overdrawn and he wanted Dave to come in and pay it up. However, according to the account Dave kept, he still owed us over $18.00. So Dave jumped on a saddle horse and went in to see him. Dave took the receipts and they figured out the same as ours. Dave told him so and he said that we had made a mistake or didn’t have all the tickets and that he wanted us to pay the $2.50. Dave told him that he still owed us some $18.00 and Mr. Eppler got pretty mean about it, so Dave threatened to take it down to the courthouse and let the court figure it. Mr. Eppler pretty quickly changed his tone and offered to do anything, but he didn’t want the matter brought before the court and made public.

Well after losing all we had in the Lee Morgan episode we moved back to the farm with Dave’s folks on the old Jake Everett place. Francis and my brother Leonard rented the Thomas Everett place below Harlem.

In the spring of 1933, on 14 April, we had another arrival. A little red-headed boy we named Ralph Alcorn Rowley. He was very cute, but he cried quite a bit. He found out early in life that he could get much of what he wanted by crying for it and it became a habit that later was hard to break. He always seemed to like to lead and had a great determination to do what he thought was right. Ralph was born in a little house on Dad Rowley’s place and Dr. Hoone was our Doctor again. He came out to the house and took care of us. A little to the east of the house and across the fence was the Branch Chapel. While back from the road a ways was Dad Rowley’s house, buildings and yards.

On the west ran the sleepy Milk River. Sleepy, that is except when the ice broke up in the spring and we had many ice jams and much high water from heavy rains and melting snow in the spring. It was during one of these high waters and floods that all of the music I had collected over the years was destroyed, which upset me very much because some of it could not be replaced.

The soil here was very sandy and wonderful garden soil and again we raised a wonderful garden. It seemed so hard to get back on our feet again financially that it was really discouraging at times. I was very blue part of the time, but I had only to look at my growing children to spark a smile. Douglas and Ralph were fast becoming bosom pals and David was the “big brother” and was a big help in keeping them happy and content. The children certainly help to brighten my outlook many times.

Dave trapped in the winters and took care of stock and continued farming in the summer. Then in the spring of 1934 Dave started to work for A.L. Johnson on his farm. Mr. Johnson was working for the government on the Indian Reservation and Dave and the Johnson boys took care of the farm. They irrigated, put in crops, harvested and took care of a herd of sheep, a herd of cattle and other stock.

On 6 October 1934 another blessed event took place. A little red-headed boy was born. He was named and blessed Clayton Alcorn Rowley. He wasn’t as healthy and robust as the others had been and for a long while we thought we were going to lose him. Once while Dave was in town, Clayton became quite ill. I had no way to contact Dave to have him bring something home from town for the baby and I was nearly frantic with worry. When Dave arrived home he had some milk of magnesia with him. He had felt that something was wrong at home and felt impressed to get some milk of magnesia so he did. We gave some to Clayton and it was just what he needed. It settled his stomach and he quieted down and slept.

To be continued…

How Are You Related To Me?

Maternal Great-Great-Grandfather: Hugh Thompson Rowley – 85
Hugh Thompson 85 – David William 30 – Grace Harriet 10 – Lillian Lorraine 3 – Kellie Jeanette 1

Maternal Great-Great-Grandmother: Grace Davis – 86
Grace 86 – David William 30 – Grace Harriet 10 – Lillian Lorraine 3 – Kellie Jeanette 1

Maternal Great-Great-Uncle: Hugh Francis Rowley – 87
Hugh Francis 87 + Hugh Thompson 85 – David William 30 – Grace Harriet 10 – Lillian Lorraine 3 – Kellie Jeanette 1

Maternal Great-Grandfather: David William Rowley – 30
David William 30 – Grace Harriet 10 – Lillian Lorraine 3 – Kellie Jeanette 1

Maternal Great-Great-Aunt: Verda May Sperry – 88
Verda May 88 + Hugh Thompson 85 – David William 30 – Grace Harriet 10 – Lillian Lorraine 3 – Kellie Jeanette 1

Maternal Great-Great-Uncle: Emerson Adis Rowley – 89
Emerson Adis 89 + Hugh Thompson 85 – David William 30 – Grace Harriet 10 – Lillian Lorraine 3 – Kellie Jeanette 1

Maternal Great-Great-Uncle: Walter Illith Rowley – 90
Walter Illith 90 + Hugh Thompson 85 – David William 30 – Grace Harriet 10 – Lillian Lorraine 3 – Kellie Jeanette 1

+: Parent
-: Child
=: Spouse

History: Lillian Alcorn

David was a busy little boy and had to be doing something all the time. We bought him a new pair of shoes and put them on him. But the next time we looked for them we couldn’t find them anyplace. Later Dave found them out in the field in an irrigation ditch. Another time Grace had a pretty little doll and David threw it down the outside toilet. My sister Melva said she would get it out for us and went down one whole head first, but the poor girl got stuck! We couldn’t get her out and finally had to call Dave from the fields to get Melva out. We did get the doll too. Still another time I bought myself a new hat and laid it on the table to wear to Relief Society and it disappeared. We could not find it anyplace. When Dave carried the slop out to the pigs that night, it was in the bucket. Yes our little David was surely mischievous and had to be doing something all the time.

Grace was a mild, sweet-dispositioned child and always wanted to be doing something to help me. She soon learned to do many things that were very helpful to me. Mother Rowley had a Maytag power washing machine. We had an old Speed Queen and ours broke down so I took my clothes down to Mother Rowley’s to wash. Sometimes we were home alone and Dave would harness up old Babe before he went to the fields. My sister Melva and I would hitch her up and bundle up the children and then with the clothes off we would go on the sleigh down to Mother Rowley’s to do our washing. We did this part of the summer and into the winter. One day the sleigh slid off the road and dumped all of us in the snow. But old Babe was very quiet and gently stood there until we got things straightened up and then we went on and got the washing done.

In November 1931 we lost 13 head of cattle through the ice. Even though Dave got them out they froze to death before we could get them dried off. That winter we again had severe weather. There were blizzards and very cold and miserable weather to endure. The drifts sometimes blocked the road and no one could get into town or anywhere. Feeding our stock during these bad spells was very difficult. It was also hard to keep many of the homes warm enough and people had been known to freeze to death in their sleep. Life wasn’t too pleasant in the wintertime.

Our winter brightened very much, however, with the addition of another baby to our little family. On 14 December 1931 another boy was born and Dr. Hoone of Chinook took care of the baby and I. He was a very healthy, good-natured baby. He was blessed by Dave and named Douglas Alcorn Rowley. He had blonde curly hair and was really cute. His Grandfather Rowley called him his little “goldilocks.” His hair was naturally curly and I just assisted it a little and made it look more uniform in the curl.

Douglas was born while we were living on the old Merrill place across the road from the Milk River, and dead water channel. During that 1931-32 depression, when it was difficult to get money out of anything we sold our beet for $4.00 a ton and hat at $4.00 a ton. Wheat sold for $0.08 a bushel and other things accordingly, which didn’t even pay the expense of production. When Dave took our best check into the bank to deposit it and went back the next day to pay off our best labor the Bank had closed its door and couldn’t issue a check.

To be continued…

History: Lillian Alcorn

The farm work was hard and oft times required long hours away from home for Dave. I had to spend much of my time alone with the baby and Dave’s parents. My own folks lived only across the road and I saw them quite often, but it still meant many lonely hours alone with little Grace. I certainly looked forward to evening when Dave would come in from the fields to be with us. I kept busy, though, and that helped to pass the time more quickly. The baby took a lot of care and her bath time was always a fun part of the day for both of us.

During the next year the time passed more speedily, but in another eleven months and seven days we were blessed again. This time Dave made arrangements with Doctor McConnell at Harlem to take care of us. But when Dad Rowley went after him, he couldn’t find him anyplace in town so Dave sent for Sister Southwick and she and Dave took care of me and the baby. We learned later that the doctor was found playing cards in the basement of the New England Hotel.

The baby was born 27 August 1929 in Harlem and was a very lovely little boy. He was blessed and given the name of David Alcorn Rowley after Dave and using my maiden name. This was wonderful, now we had a beautiful little girl and a wonderful little boy. We were very happy and enjoyed our little family very much. We lived in a small two-room frame home with a small storage cellar underneath. We had a nice large garden spot surrounding the house where we raised much of our livelihood, vegetables and some fruit.

The Branch Chapel was about 200 feet from our door, so it wasn’t too difficult to get the family to and from the Church meetings.

In the spring of 1930 Dave rented the Victor Bottomly place. It was straight north on the highway. It wasn’t a very good place, but we were getting to ourselves. It was a wonderful venture for us as we had always lived with or very near some of the folks, either Dave’s folks or mine. It was wonderful to be to ourselves.

We had a few cows, chickens, pigs and horses and some machinery so we felt we had a pretty good start and we really worked hard. The children were such an inspiration to us and because of them we wanted very much to make good. Dave again worked long days in the field much of the time it was before daylight when he left the house and after dark when he would come home.

It was while living here on the Bottomly place that I lost a baby because of miscarriage, which made us both very unhappy. I was confined to bed for a while but before long I was blessed to be up and around again. I needed to be up, with two small children to care for.

Shortly after this we with another family, the Hammers, from our Branch decided to take a vacation and go to Cardston, Alberta, Canada to the temple and have our marriage sealed for time and all eternity. It had long been our desire to alter our wedding vows from “until death we do part” to “for time and all eternity.”

To be continued…