Person:Agnes Hogensen (1)

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- Autobiography of Charles Rodwell Pearce in possession of Lucile Hales Agnes H. Pearce family records in possession of Nettie Pearce Pearce family records in possession of Douglas Pearce Church records of Montpelier, Idaho 2nd Ward FHL Films 007176 page 331,336,338,414,684, 1395900 Mariage Cert. 095271 MA 899303 Birth Cert. #BX 689471 Somerset House, London, England History book: Pioneers and Prominant Men of Utah 8th Handcart party, lead by George Rawley Sailing Records 4 Jun 1863 Amazon, 3 Jun 1864 Hudson, 12 Apr 1882 Nevada, 29 Nov 1900 SS Commonwelth.

  In the fall of 1863 Christian Hogensen and Petre Larsen Hogensen were called

by President Brigham Young to help settle Bear Lake Valley. They arrived in paris on Novermber 2 and Agnes was born November 9 --- in a dugout her fater hastily constructed near the creek just south of Paris.

  There were no doctors, only the other sisters of the company, with the help

of the Lord --- attended her birth.

  Her parents were natives of Norway and were used to cold weather, but when

the snow melted away from the hills on the east side. Later this village was called Clover Creek. When president Young came to Bear Lake to visit the settlements, he changed the noam to montpelier, after his home state capitol, Montpelier, Vermont.

  They really had hard times with frosts and grasshoppers. After five years

they moved back to Richmond and lived there about a year then they returned to Montpelier to live the rest of their lives. Grandfather said they had been called to Bear Lake and that's where they would stay.

  At that time there was no bridge across Bear River, but they did have a

ferry boat down below Bennington. Some years the water was so high that it came up to sixth street and they could get in a boat and row over to Paris.

  Agnes was taught to knit when she was very young and had to knit so many

rows before she could go out to play and two rows before shen went to bed. One thing she disliked was scraping the hair off the hides so they could be used for shoes and other things. They would sprinkle wood ashes on the hide and then roll it up for a time and that would lossen the hairs.

  Agnes and her younger sister herded calves on the hills near their home, and

had to keep the weeds out of a big potato patch. When their parents went to October conference, they hired a man to help get the potatoes out. He would plow a row an then sie down to rest wile the girls picked up the potatoes. Grandfather's cousin, Martha Carlsen came to stay with the girls while their parents were away.

  Agnes learned to card wool and some spinning. She also learned to be a very

good housekeeper. When any of the neighbors needed help her mother sent her to help out.

  She loved to run along the top of the pole fences and made up her mind to

always do it. She learned to read before she went to school and read the newspaper to her parents. She helped all the boys in school with their reading. She went to school in a little log school house located where the Forester's home and warehouse are at present located. She went only about three or four years.

  When Agnes was fourteen she joined the relief society and was made a

visiting teacher. She went with an older woman. She carried the basket for the donations which in those days consisted of butter, eggs, soap, thread, woolen patches and tallow candles.

 She was taught to work and to enjoy working. Her motto in later life was,

"You drive your work, don't let your work drive you".

  The boy who became her husband lived with her folks several years and worked

on the farm. he always said what a wonderful home she had and what devout Latter-Day her father and mother were.

1. Autobiography of Charles Rodwell Pearce in possession of Lucile Hales 2. Agnes H. Pearce family records in possession of Nettie Pearce 3. Family records in possession of Douglas Pearce 4. Church records of Montpelier, Idaho 2nd Ward 5. FHL Films 007176 page 331,336,338,414,684, 1395900 6. Mariage Cert. 095271 MA 899303 7. Birth Cert. #BX 689471 Somerset House, London, England 8. History book: Pioneers and Prominant Men of Utah 9. Deseret News 12 Oct, 1942 Page 3, Obit. Died 12 Oct 1942 10. 8th Handcart party, lead by George Rawley 11. Sailing Records 4 Jun 1863 SS Amazon, 3 Jun 1864 SS Hudson, Apr 1882 SS Nevada, 29 Nov 1900 SS Commonwelth.

  In the fall of 1863 Christian Hogensen and Petre Larsen Hogensen were called by President Brigham Young to help settle Bear Lake Valley. They arrived in paris on Novermber 2 and Agnes was born November 9 --- in a dugout her fater hastily constructed near the creek just south of Paris.
  There were no doctors, only the other sisters of the company, with the help of the Lord --- attended her birth.
  Her parents were natives of Norway and were used to cold weather, but when the snow melted away from the hills on the east side. Later this village was called Clover Creek. When president Young came to Bear Lake to visit the settlements, he changed the noam to montpelier, after his home state capitol, Montpelier, Vermont.
  They really had hard times with frosts and grasshoppers. After five years they moved back to Richmond and lived there about a year then they returned to Montpelier to live the rest of their lives. Grandfather said they had been called to Bear Lake and that's where they would stay.
  At that time there was no bridge across Bear River, but they did have a ferry boat down below Bennington. Some years the water was so high that it came up to sixth street and they could get in a boat and row over to Paris.
  Agnes was taught to knit when she was very young and had to knit so many rows before she could go out to play and two rows before shen went to bed. One thing she disliked was scraping the hair off the hides so they could be used for shoes and other things. They would sprinkle wood ashes on the hide and then roll it up for a time and that would lossen the hairs.
  Agnes and her younger sister herded calves on the hills near their home, and had to keep the weeds out of a big potato patch. When their parents went to October conference, they hired a man to help get the potatoes out. He would plow a row an then sie down to rest wile the girls picked up the potatoes. Grandfather's cousin, Martha Carlsen came to stay with the girls while their parents were away.
  Agnes learned to card wool and some spinning. She also learned to be a very good housekeeper. When any of the neighbors needed help her mother sent her to help out.
  She loved to run along the top of the pole fences and made up her mind to always do it. She learned to read before she went to school and read the newspaper to her parents. She helped all the boys in school with their reading. She went to school in a little log school house located where the Forester's home and warehouse are at present located. She went only about three or four years.
  When Agnes was fourteen she joined the relief society and was made a visiting teacher. She went with an older woman. She carried the basket for the donations which in those days consisted of butter, eggs, soap, thread, woolen patches and tallow candles.
 She was taught to work and to enjoy working. Her motto in later life was, "You drive your work, don't let your work drive you".
  The boy who became her husband lived with her folks several years and worked on the farm.

he always said what a wonderful home she had and what devout Latter-Day her father and mother were.

  Agnes and Charles Rodwell Pearce were married September 22, 1882.
  Agnes and Charles often talked about the fun they dad at ward dances. They

took produce to pay their tickets. The hall was lighted with candles and the music was made by a fiddler and someone cording on the organ.

  Charles hauled logs from St. Charles and some from Georgetown canyon to

build a better house, barn and grainery.

  Agnes and Charles often talked about the fun they dad at ward dances. They took produce to pay their tickets. The hall was lighted with candles and the music was made by a fiddler and someone cording on the organ.
  Charles hauled logs from St. Charles and some from Georgetown canyon to build a better house, barn and grainery.

       === Following is a short description of the old home ===

  This morning Nellie, Nettie, Mabel, and I, along with a nephew Gary Perkins

and with Lowells sons Danny and Timmy, drove out to the farm our parents homesteded in 1882. There was a good sized barn and a grainery and the house all built of logs.

  I remember my father saying he hauled part of the logs from Georgetown

Canyon 17 miles and part of them from St. Charles Canyon 23 miles. Even after seventy four years they still stand sturdy and strong a monument to our fathers industry and thrift.

  The house faced south, the main room or family room as it is called now is

about eighteen square with a large double window, 2-3x6, in the east and a single window, 3x6, on the south. From this family room, a door opened into the bedroom which was about forteen feet square and had a window in the south. Father had petitioned off four feet to make a nice clothes closet off the bedroom and what I think was a pantry opening off the kitchen. There was a small lean-to on the north that had a door into the pantry and on into the kitchen. The logs on the inside had been sawed flat and were well chinked. They proably white washed it at first, but later musllin was tacked on the walls and wall paper applied.

  Two more little daughters were born in this house, Nettie and Mabel, and it

was here that little Freedonia passed away from complications following whooping cough.

  It must have been lonely for Mother when Father had to go to town for

provisions and to the banyon ofr wood. There was no radio or TV and no getting the car for a quivk trip to visit a neighbor or her nother or other relations. Those were rare occasions. They were just building the railroad tract and there were eight Mexicans and Negroes working on it.

  It was a beautiful farm with eighty acres of flat fertile land.  It must

have been rather a disappointment to sell it, and it must have been a disappointment to have four girls that wouldn't be much help on the farm.

  In the summer of 1849 they moved into Montpelier where Irene was born, July

27, Uncle Ole Swensen was on a mission so Aunt May was alone with her two boys, Clarence and Lorenzo. Charles had arranged to do the chores for her while Ole was gone so they moved in with her and she helped take care of Agnes and the children. Then Agnes took care of her and her children when JEdna was born Aug 5. Charles chopped all the wood and furnished the food for both families.

  They had many more exciting experiences with, gice out teams, cars that

wouldn't go, rain, snow and mud.

  The blessings of the lord were with them for which they were all very

thankful.

  Her husband never  objected to her going night or day and provided

transportation and took her himself many times when it was too far to walk.

  This morning Nellie, Nettie, Mabel, and I, along with a nephew Gary Perkins and with Lowells sons Danny and Timmy, drove out to the farm our parents homesteded in 1882.  There was a good sized barn and a grainery and the house all built of logs.
  I remember my father saying he hauled part of the logs from Georgetown Canyon 17 miles and part of them from St. Charles Canyon 23 miles.
  Even after seventy four years they still stand sturdy and strong a monument to our fathers industry and thrift.
  The house faced south, the main room or family room as it is called now is about eighteen square with a large double window, 2-3x6, in the east and a single window, 3x6, on the south.  From this family room, a door opened into the bedroom which was about forteen feet square and had a window in the south. Father had petitioned off four feet to make a nice clothes closet off the bedroom and what I think was a pantry opening off the kitchen.  There was a small lean-to on the north that had a door into the pantry and on into the kitchen.  The logs on the inside had been sawed flat and were well chinked. They proably white washed it at first, but later musllin was tacked on the walls and wall paper applied.
  Two more little daughters were born in this house, Nettie and Mabel, and it was here that little Freedonia passed away from complications following whooping cough.
  It must have been lonely for Mother when Father had to go to town for provisions and to the banyon ofr wood.  There was no radio or TV and no getting the car for a quivk trip to visit a neighbor or her nother or other relations. Those were rare occasions.  They were just building the railroad tract and there were eight Mexicans and Negroes working on it.
  It was a beautiful farm with eighty acres of flat fertile land.  It must have been rather a disappointment to sell it, and it must have been a disappointment to have four girls that wouldn't be much help on the farm.
  In the summer of 1849 they moved into Montpelier where Irene was born, July 27, Uncle Ole Swensen was on a mission so Aunt May was alone with her two boys, Clarence and Lorenzo.  Charles had arranged to do the chores for her while Ole was gone so they moved in with her and she helped take care of Agnes and the children.  Then Agnes took care of her and her children when JEdna was born Aug 5. Charles chopped all the wood and furnished the food for both families.
  They had many more exciting experiences with, gice out teams, cars that wouldn't go, rain, snow and mud.
  The blessings of the lord were with them for which they were all very thankful.
  Her husband never  objected to her going night or day and provided transportation and took her himself many times when it was too far to walk.
  He helped her all the way in both ward and stake work.
  Agnes was the mother of eight daughters and two sons.  Two daughters died in

infancy. She did all the sewing ofr her family wear, petticoats, dresses and coats. There were ruffles, fucks, and embroidery that must have made hours of ironing.

  She bottled hundreds of quarts of fruit and made her own soap besides giving

help to anyone who needed it.

  The last years of her life her hearing became impaired and she had

arthritis. She missed Relief Society very much but she still took the magazine and read all the lessons and tried to keep up with the work.

  She sat and pieced a quilt top for her oldest grandson, Lowell Perkins, who

was married the 8th of Sept. 1942.

  She passed away Oct 12, 1942.  Her children all honor her name and rejoice

in the memory of the long and useful life she lived.

  Agnes was the mother of eight daughters and two sons.  Two daughters died in infancy.  She did all the sewing ofr her family wear, petticoats, dresses and coats.  There were ruffles, fucks, and embroidery that must have made hours of ironing.
  She bottled hundreds of quarts of fruit and made her own soap besides giving help to anyone who needed it.
  The last years of her life her hearing became impaired and she had arthritis.  She missed Relief Society very much but she still took the magazine and read all the lessons and tried to keep up with the work.
  She sat and pieced a quilt top for her oldest grandson, Lowell Perkins, who was married the 8th of Sept. 1942.
  She passed away Oct 12, 1942.  Her children all honor her name and rejoice in the memory of the long and useful life she lived.

A letter Agnes wrote to her first granddaughter befor she was married

Dear Lucile:

  While sitting here quilting, I thought how different it was when I got

married on the 22 Sep. 1882. We went to Salt Lake in a heavy lumber wagon with a cover over the bowes on it. It took five days. We only made it to St. Charles the first day, for we had to have the horses shod there. The next day we drove to Rex's Spring in Logan Canyon, not on good roads like now, but rough and dusty, the worst road I had ever seen sidling and rocky. The third day it rained all day. We only go to Wellsville. It took two and half days more before we got to Salt Lake City.

  We camped in the tithing yard, (where the Hotel Utah now stands.)  There

were four wagons in our company. We had a dear old lady with us as far as Logan. We all three sat in the spring seat when the road wasn't too sidling. Then she would get back under the cover so she couldn't see how bad it looked.

  We were married in the Endowment House; and rented our temple robes there.

They were made of bleach that didn't look very good, but our dresses weren't very much either. We went into the Endowment House at seven and got out at six p.m. I had a white waist and petticoat with a pleated ruffle at the bottom. (That was my wedding dress) I did have two best dresses. One was a steel gray poplin; and the other was a blue brilletine trimmed in black. I also had a black coat and shawl, hat and gloves, and thought I was just rigged out fine. The other couple had about the same.

  (The Men didn't have trousers like they do now in the Temple.  They wore

long legged garments and long shirts to the knees. It would be shocking to them like that nowdays.)

  I must tell you what I had to keep house with for I felt that I was well.

While in Salt Lake, we bought our stove (Charter Oak No. 7) dishes, (twelve plates, six cups and saucers, six glass tumblers, and a pitcher---I still have my pitcher, a set of black handled knives and forks, six teaspoons, three tablespoon, two buckets, milk strainer and churn, and six milk pans. I already had three tablecloths, one coarse linen and two made out of factory, fringed on the ends by raveling out the filling threads. Dishwipers were made from the sides of worn out sheets, and backs of old shirts. I had four handtowels of crash.

   I also had four unbleached bed sheets, four pair unbleached pillow cases,

two pair bleached ones with lace on - that I had crocheted out of spool cotton for the top of the bed, four quilts, (one made out of pink and green print, three made from the best parts of dress shirts.) They were all filled with wool bat that I had washed and carded. Mother told me in the spring that I could have the rags, all the rags I would tear and sew, for a carpet. It was a big job, but I tore and sewed rags enough for 25 yards of carpet, and made it - had it woven for me. I had a straw mattress and feather bed. Two feather pillows, two straw ones for the top of the bed daytime.

  It took us nearly six days to come home from Salt Lake as it had rained and

snowed in the canyon. We were alone, as the young couple went to Tooele, and the others who were coming with us stopped in Harrisburg (Harrisville) with some people they knew. We waited for them to meet us at Willard until we though they had gone on, expecting us to overtake them during the day.

  The day after we got home we went out to the farm papa had bought. It was a

log house with a dirt roof on it, one big front room and a leanto for a kitchen at the back. We put up the stove, slept on the floor that night. The nedt day we went to Paris and bought our furniture; a bed, six chairs, and a fall leaf table. It took all day with our heavy wagon. Then we cleaned (whitewashed) the walls, cleaned windows, scrubbed the floors, put my new rag carpet down, fixed a dry goods box for a dressing table or dresser, put a white curtain around the sides, bought two lamps, one a little one, and one a little bigger to sew or knit by, or read. I had a lot of work to do, as I taught school for three months. The first winter I had milk and butter to see to besides getting meals, baking bread, knitting sox and mittens for papa. I washn't as good at it then as now; it took me so long to knit a pair of sox papa would wear the heels out before I could get the next pair done.

  I am thankful that the times have changed; that girls don't have so much to

do. I sure appreciated the auto and the way we can go places without being shook to pieces. I hope we all appreciate the blessing we enjoy.

  I had no wedding supper or reception of any kind.  I only had one set of

glass tumblers, two pickle dishes, a bread plate, and six sauce dishes given to me as wedding presents. But I was happy. And while we never had too much of this world's goods we always had plenty for ourselves, and some to help those less fortunate. Your grandfather always said, "Never turn away anyone that is hungry." I think we have fed hundreds of tramps when the railroad first came through.

  I have had just enough of the bitter to appreciate the sweet.  I am happy to

come to your wedding, and wish you a long life of happiness

  While sitting here quilting, I thought how different it was when I got married on the 22 Sep. 1882.  We went to Salt Lake in a heavy lumber wagon with a cover over the bowes on it.  It took five days.  We only made it to St. Charles the first day, for we had to have the horses shod there.  The next day we drove to Rex's Spring in Logan Canyon, not on good roads like now, but rough and dusty, the worst road I had ever seen sidling and rocky.  The third day it rained all day.  We only go to Wellsville.  It took two and half days more before we got to Salt Lake City.
  We camped in the tithing yard, (where the Hotel Utah now stands.)  There were four wagons in our company.  We had a dear old lady with us as far as Logan.  We all three sat in the spring seat when the road wasn't too sidling. Then she would get back under the cover so she couldn't see how bad it looked.
  We were married in the Endowment House; and rented our temple robes there. They were made of bleach that didn't look very good, but our dresses weren't very much either.  We went into the Endowment House at seven and got out at six p.m.  I had a white waist and petticoat with a pleated ruffle at the bottom. (That was my wedding dress)  I did have two best dresses.  One was a steel gray poplin; and the other was a blue brilletine trimmed in black.  I also had a black coat and shawl, hat and gloves, and thought I was just rigged out fine. The other couple had about the same.
  (The Men didn't have trousers like they do now in the Temple.  They wore long legged garments and long shirts to the knees.  It would be shocking to them like that nowdays.)
  I must tell you what I had to keep house with for I felt that I was well. While in Salt Lake, we bought our stove (Charter Oak No. 7) dishes, (twelve plates, six cups and saucers, six glass tumblers, and a pitcher---I still have my pitcher, a set of black handled knives and forks, six teaspoons, three tablespoon, two buckets, milk strainer and churn, and six milk pans.  I already had three tablecloths, one coarse linen and two made out of factory, fringed on the ends by raveling out the filling threads.  Dishwipers were made from the sides of worn out sheets, and backs of old shirts.  I had four handtowels of crash.
   I also had four unbleached bed sheets, four pair unbleached pillow cases, two pair bleached ones with lace on - that I had crocheted out of spool cotton for the top of the bed, four quilts, (one made out of pink and green print, three made from the best parts of dress shirts.)  They were all filled with wool bat that I had washed and carded.  Mother told me in the spring that I could have the rags, all the rags I would tear and sew, for a carpet.  It was a big job, but I tore and sewed rags enough for 25 yards of carpet, and made it - had it woven for me.  I had a straw mattress and feather bed.  Two feather pillows, two straw ones for the top of the bed daytime.
  It took us nearly six days to come home from Salt Lake as it had rained and snowed in the canyon.  We were alone, as the young couple went to Tooele, and the others who were coming with us stopped in Harrisburg (Harrisville) with some people they knew.  We waited for them to meet us at Willard until we though they had gone on, expecting us to overtake them during the day.
  The day after we got home we went out to the farm papa had bought. It was a log house with a dirt roof on it, one big front room and a leanto for a kitchen at the back.  We put up the stove, slept on the floor that night.  The nedt day we went to Paris and bought our furniture; a bed, six chairs, and a fall leaf table.  It took all day with our heavy wagon. Then we cleaned (whitewashed) the walls, cleaned windows, scrubbed the floors, put my new rag carpet down, fixed a dry goods box for a dressing table or dresser, put a white curtain around the sides, bought two lamps, one a little one, and one a little bigger to sew or knit by, or read.  I had a lot of work to do, as I taught school for three months.  The first winter I had milk and butter to see to besides getting meals, baking bread, knitting sox and mittens for papa.  I washn't as good at it then as now; it took me so long to knit a pair of sox papa would wear the heels out before I could get the next pair done.
  I am thankful that the times have changed; that girls don't have so much to do.  I sure appreciated the auto and the way we can go places without being shook to pieces.  I hope we all appreciate the blessing we enjoy.
  I had no wedding supper or reception of any kind.  I only had one set of glass tumblers, two pickle dishes, a bread plate, and six sauce dishes given to me as wedding presents.  But I was happy.  And while we never had too much of this world's goods we always had plenty for ourselves, and some to help those less fortunate.  Your grandfather always said, "Never turn away anyone that is hungry."  I think we have fed hundreds of tramps when the railroad first came through.
  I have had just enough of the bitter to appreciate the sweet.  I am happy to come to your wedding, and wish you a long life of happiness
                              Your Grandmother   Agnes Hogensen Pearce