(As written by herself January 1927, for the benefit of her children with later additions and compilations from other histories she wrote.)

I was born in a log cabin on a sagebrush flat on the banks of the Malad River, in Fairview, later known as Elwood, Box Elder, Utah, on March 13, 1887, to Allen Collins Hunsaker and Eveline Dunn. I was born of goodly parents, who taught me by precept and example, the way of life and salvation. I was named for my father.

My parents pioneered this little country village. We had no neighbors nearer than a mile. It was quite a treat to leave the farm. Here I spent my childhood days.

My father had two wives; mother was his second. I was only a month old when Father was taken to the penitentiary and served six months there. Later it seems as if I can remember how we used to watch and fear that every horseman or stranger that came along was the marshals. My earliest recollection was of Mother being absent a great deal. It was during the time of the raids on polygamy. My eldest sister, Louisa, was a second mother to me then. Mother would take me with her sometimes when I was about four years old.

Father was also very good to me. He kept small paper sacks in his trunk containing raisins, candy, and crackers. When I got tired and cross, Father would take me to his trunk and put something in the little sacks for me. I thought that trunk was a gold mine.

I recall vividly when our little Nephi died. He was just two years old, and Mother was in bed with another baby, Oscar, at the time. How sad Mother looked as she lay there in her bed when they carried little Nephi away.

Next, I seem to see when I was six years old, and my two oldest sisters were married. It was a double wedding, and I cried when Louisa was getting her things gathered together to take to her new home. It seemed like I was losing my mother, for she had cared for me so much when mother was away or so busy with her many children to care for. Louisa seemed to have taken care of me always.

Ours was only a branch of the Bear River City Ward, and Father was Presiding Elder. We were merely a handful of people and held church in a log house belonging to Father. I always attended Sunday School and Meeting. We had few amusements. I can remember when only about eight years of age, I always bore my testimony on fast Sunday, can well remember how I would sit and try not to look at Father; for, if I did, he would be sure to nod for me to get up. Throughout my life it has been hard for me to sit on my seat during a fast service. I always feel that I should rise and bear my testimony.

My first school attended was the old green schoolhouse. John P. Holmgren was my first teacher. I did love my teacher; he was so good to me.

Once, Father bought me a pair of ugly boy?s shoes and I frightened him so when I cried so hard because I didn?t want them, so he took them back and exchanged them for me.

There surely used to be lots of wild flowers growing by our house. I never see so many wild flowers anymore. We used to gather them just as soon as they bloomed in the spring.

We were taught to save bread and not waste anything. We children would take crusts of bread and hide them in the sage pile for the time when we should have a famine.

When I was six, Auntie made me a little pink dress all trimmed with wide lace. I was so proud of it. We didn?t often get pretty dresses. Father went to Brigham each fall to do ?fall trading.? He would bring home whole bolts of outing flannel, and we would all have dresses from the same bolt, sometimes two dresses just alike.

When I was eight years of age I wanted very much to be baptized. I had been to school and arrived home about 4 p.m. It was a bitter cold day, typical March weather, with a strong wind. Father was over to Auntie?s. I remember so well Mother telling me I would have to ask Father and see what he said about it. I did this and he said he was afraid it was too cold. I had best wait for a warmer day. I began to cry, so set was I on being baptized on my birthday. Finally Father consented, and I was baptized by my brother Lewis Hunsaker, March 13, 1895. The river was so high it had overrun its banks, and I was baptized in a pond by the Malad River. Yes, it was very cold, but I did not cry. Lewis told me if I cried he would never baptize me again. I was confirmed the same day by my father Allen C. Hunsaker.

My youth was spent in Elwood, and now as I look back over the short years of my life, it seems so strange in comparison with conditions surrounding us today. We had no cars then, "old Dobbin and the Shay" were our only means of conveyance; no picture shows in our country town, few in the larger towns. We did not go miles in a few minutes as we do today. Still, I believe we were just as happy and satisfied, yes, even more so than at the present time.

In 1901, when I was 14, I graduated from the district school. I had finished the eighth grade. That year Father decided to take his sheep and cattle to a ranch in Clarkston. Mother, Lorenzo, Amy, and I went also. We left early in the morning. How we kiddies hated to go! We had to walk part of the way and drive the sheep. Mother was the sweetest, most patient soul ever born. She never complained, and I know it must have been much harder on her than it was on us.

In September of 1902 I was going to Brigham City to attend Central High School. I was staying with my sister, Maud, who had no children. I didn?t know one soul at school. My clothes were not as nice as those of the other girls. This was my first stay away from home, and I got homesick and went home. I only went a few days. Mother was so sorry to have me leave school. I?ve been sorry ever since that I gave up that opportunity to improve myself. I always loved school and learned easily.

I earned my own clothing from the time I was 15 years of age until I was 23. I stayed with my married sisters and worked for them for $1.50 to $2.00 per week. Later, I worked for others at the same price and earned my own living. I well remember when wages increased to $5.00 a week for domestic labor. My, that was a lot of money. I saved what I could.

In the winter of 1907-1908, when I was 20, I attended Brigham Young College at Logan. I had worked hard to earn enough for clothing and tuition, books, rent, etc. Sister Maud went also. How I loved it, would have gone the following year, but couldn't get enough money, so didn't go any more.

The next year I lived in Brigham City, Willard, and other places. I had taken sewing at school and went around dressmaking. I would go out by the day at $1.00 and my dinner. That was big wages.

In 1909, I worked at the knitting factory in Brigham and earned $30 to $33 a month. Then my brother?s daughter, Laura, and I went to the Bar M Ranch at Blue Creek, where we cooked for from twenty-five to thirty men. We stayed there three or four months at $30 a month.

We had a very exciting horseback ride while we were there. Laura?s family was living about twelve miles from the ranch. On Sunday it was very lonesome, as there was no place to go, no Sunday School or anything. We wanted to go see her folks and finally persuaded her brother and his friend to let us take their horses to go see her folks. The horses had never been ridden by girls and were rather high-spirited, but we were so anxious to go that we didn?t care.

The boys held the horses while we got on and then let them go. They sure did go! We just clung to the saddle. We lost our hats, our hair came down, and all the hairpins were lost. Our dresses flew up around our waists and we were sights to behold. When we finally arrived at her father?s place, we were so sore we could hardly move.

On the way home it just poured down, and we were soaked through and trough. For days we could hardly move without a groan, and it was not easy to cook and wait on tables as if nothing had happened when every move was agony.

When I was 22 years old, I went to Burley, Idaho with my brother-in-law, Seymour L. Miller and took up a homestead (160 acres). He had been out there before and found the places we took out our entries on. This was in October 1909.

That winter we went to the Sugar Factory Hotel at Garland and worked. At the U&I Sugar Factory, I met John Nyron Thomas, and on June 22, 1910, we were married in the Salt Lake Temple. He was a native of Lehi, Utah. His mother had passed away when he was a lad of 13-14 years. He was employed at that early age at the Utah-Idaho Sugar Company at Garland, Utah.

We lived in Garland a year and there on May 14, 1911, our little girl Golda was born. She almost cost me my life, but the Father was good to us and we lived. Golda has ever been a good girl, full of faith and anxious to do right, and I have ever praised God for her.

I had previously homesteaded 160 acres in or near Burley, Idaho. The first of July we moved to Burley on the homestead and when winter came again we moved back to Garland. With the spring we moved again to Burley, and in the fall we moved into Burley proper where there was a sugar factory located. My husband worked for two winters.

They had told me I never could have any more babies. Doctor said it must not be. How I cried to think one little one was all that could come to me, but God willed otherwise, and on the 8 August 1913, our first son Nyron was born at Elwood. I was with Mother at the time. I went to the Logan Temple, was washed and anointed and truly received a blessing. Nyron is an exceptionally good boy, and I am so grateful.

I returned to Burley for the winter, and in the spring I moved out onto the ranch where I stayed with the children, while my husband worked in town at the sugar factory. It was rather hard times for us, and we had to get along the best we could.

My husband worked at the U.I. Sugar Factory. Here, while scraping the inside of the big syrup vats, his lungs became filled with rust, which caused a form of TB. In May 1914 he was taken sick and we went down to mother?s. He only lived sixty days. He died on 25 July 1914. He was only 27 years of age.

I was left with two children, one three years and the other hardly one. We had not finished proving up on the homestead in Burley, and after the funeral I took my babies and returned to the homestead. We were one mile from any neighbor, had no horse or any means of travel, but everyone was very good to us.

Yes, I have known hardships and troubles. The Lord has always been my comforter and protector.

I stayed there for a couple of months when I again returned to Elwood. "Home", "Mother and Father", oh what a blessing and a comfort to babies and me. How sweet and dear they were to us. Father and Mother were so good to me. I had no means and must work for a living. They took care of the children, and I worked at whatever I could. In the fall I worked in the apples, first picking then packing them. This gave me a little to live on through the winter months.

When spring came, I moved to the homestead. Seymour had proved up on his. They had moved away, but God cared for us. Though it was very lonesome, we were able to stay until we proved up on it, and then we moved away.

The state of Idaho allowed us $15 a month, and after we left Idaho, we only received $5 a month from the state of Utah. This did no go very far.

In 1917, I decided to take a business course and fit myself to support my children and me. I worked hard in the apples and saved all I could. On December 1, I went to Ogden and took a four-month course at the Smithsonian College where I took courses in shorthand, typing, and business spelling. I took a test in business English and did not have to take this subject, as I was able to pass on it. I also took a class in quick addition.

I paid $10 for a small-furnished room upstairs and had 11 blocks to walk to school. But I loved it. I ran out of cash, so returned home in April 1918 and in May got a position with the Consolidated Wagon and Machine Co. at Garland at $65 per month to start, with a promise of more to come if I stayed with them.

It was wartime, and all my brothers, Ren, Simeon, and Basil were in the service. Mother could do nothing with the farm. Father had died, after being blind for two years. Dear, patient, old father. He surely taught me many a lesson in his affliction. He would sit for hours and sing the songs of Zion, and never did he utter a word of complaint at his lot, hard though it was. Why should I feel that my lot was hard? Had not God blessed me with perfect health and strength?

Mother thought that if she was in Logan she could spend at least part of her time in the temple. Elsie and I went to Logan. We were successful in locating the very thing we thought she would like. Mother rented the home on the farm and bought the home in Logan. We moved over in September 1918.

I got work immediately with the Amalgamated Sugar Company at Logan as bookkeeper and stenographer, and received $85 the first month and $100 a month for the rest of the time. I surely enjoyed my work there. I lived three miles from work, but often got a ride. When the winter months came on, Mr. Clayton, cashier at the factory, took me down in his car every morning. I only worked eight hours and enjoyed it very much.

Mother's health was very bad. She didn?t seem to regain her strength after her operation. She worried a great deal about her boys at war. In October, we received word that Basel, the youngest, was very sick with influenza in New York. Poor mother was nearly wild. She could not bear to think of him away off there with none of us around and him so sick.

Mother wanted me to go back to him, but it seemed that I couldn?t make connections and was a little dubious about going alone, as I was not accustomed to traveling.

When we received word that Basel was dead, it was an awful blow to us all, especially Mother. A soldier brought his body home. Elsa and I went to the station to meet him. I shall never forget how I felt when we were almost to the station and saw the large box sitting there covered with the stars and stripes. We took the soldier home with us for the evening.

The next day the body was taken to Elwood for burial. Because the ?flu? was raging and some of the folks at Elwood were sick and unable to be present, few attended the graveside services.

Mother did not get any better and the following July on the 21st day of the month she left us. Dear Mother, how I missed her. We buried her in Brigham City by my father. Mother was buried on Wednesday, and I had to start work again the following Monday. I returned to Logan. Dear sister Maud went with me. Cannot imagine what I would have done without her. She stayed with me a week.

After sister Maud left us, Auntie came and stayed for a week. I surely appreciated this, as we were so alone and lonely. After Auntie left us, it was surely hard. I had to leave the children about 7:30 a.m. as I had to be to work at 8:00, and I wouldn?t get back until 5:30 p.m. Those two children stayed alone all day until I came home. Surely the Lord was good to us for no accident or anything happened during the two months they were alone. I never missed a day?s work.

September 25, 1919, I married James C. Hansen, and we moved to Randolph, Rich, Utah, where we lived for five months. It snowed October 5 and I never saw the ground bare from that time on. The two children could not go to school. From there we moved to Idaho, residing at Rockford, Bingham County, in the Thomas Ward. I was glad to move. I mortgaged my Burley property for $3,000 and bought a home there.

Here, on July 11, 1920, our son J.C. was born. Surely, God has blessed me with choice spirits, every one. J.C. has always been exceptionally bright in his schoolwork.

We loved the people of the Thomas Ward. While here I labored as secretary of Primary and Genealogical worker for four years.

On 14 September 1921, little Lenore was born to us. How we loved her also.

We were paying too much for the place in Rockford, the crash came, prices dropped. Lived here four years and lost everything we had.

We went to Moore, Butte, Idaho, in the Lost River country on March 18, 1924, with a few cows. While here, I labored in the Primary Association.

On 17 October 1924, Melvin was born to us, one more star in our crown. Our greatest possessions were our babies. We love our boys and girls.

It was a very severe winter. Our Moore venture was a failure, and we decided to return to Utah. My husband was able to get work with the Raleigh Company selling groceries in the western part of Weber County. He came alone to Utah in the early part of February. I milked the cows and kept the children in school and otherwise took care of things while he was away. We were blessed in his absence, and all kept well. He returned for us the early part of April, and we came to Hooper, Utah. We only lived in Hooper two years, working at whatever we could get. Then we bought the home in Kanesville, Utah in 1927, where we now live.

We acknowledge the hand of the Lord in leading us back to Utah. We have enjoyed being able to go to the temple and do work there for our dead. I have always been greatly interested in work for the dead, and I decided to go to the library and see if I could trace Mother's mother's people. I went February 1929 and succeeded beyond my fondest hopes. I have been able by 1931 to get out some 3000 names of our ancestors, and it has been a real joy to me. Many times I have been inspired of the Lord just where to look for names, and surely feel that he has blessed me.

April 15, 1930, our little Elaine was born. How we loved her. Sister Louisa came and took care of me. I surely went down into the shadows of death for this little girl, but she repays me every day. Six jewels in my crown.

April 18, 1931, our Golda was married to Joseph S. Decker of Snowflake, Arizona. They were married in the Salt Lake Temple by Brother Joseph Christensen. I rejoice that in this day she was able to get so good a man. He has been on a mission and seems a dandy boy. How we miss our girl. She has gone so far away, but she is happy.

September 1931, I was called to labor as 2nd Counselor in the Y.L.M.I.A. of Kanesville Ward. I was set apart by Second Counselor John A. Bartlett. I love the work. I also have the Bee Hive girls to teach. We have a splendid class. I am also a visiting teacher in Relief Society and secretary and Temple division worker in the Genealogical Society.

Times are very hard now. We can hardly make ends meet, but feel that the Lord has been good to us and we do not complain. We are blessed with wonderful health and strength and plenty to eat, and keep warm, for which we are thankful. Nyron is in Tremonton this winter at brother Hyrum's, helping him. We have sure missed him, also.

On the 8th of March 1932, I took the baby Elaine with me and we went to Arizona to stay a while with Golda. We went by bus. We left Salt Lake on Monday evening at about 5 p.m., and we arrived at Holbrook 8:30 a.m. Wednesday. Elaine was the dearest little thing ever. She never cried once on the whole trip, even though she had to be waked up so many times during the night.

Golda and Joe were glad to see us, and we were sure glad to see them. On the 19th of March, Golda gave birth to a little stillborn baby boy, William Carlos. They were almost broken hearted and I sure felt terrible. I did sympathize with them so much. But, they were dear, brave, and humble, and did not question the wisdom of God.

We stayed with Golda until Saturday, April 2. At 3:30 p.m. we started on our return trip. How my heart ached to leave my dear girl so far away from home. But, I felt that I was needed at home, where my husband was trying to get his spring work done, and take care of the family as well. We arrived home Monday evening and were very glad to be home again. We had traveled 2274 miles by bus and enjoyed the trip, long as it was.

January 1933. Times continue to be very hard. Cash is hard to get, but we have plenty of food to eat and clothes to wear, and can keep warm. The Lord is very good to us, and we keep so well.

Nyron is home with us this winter. He is sure a good boy, has had his endowments and loves to work in the temple. I am very grateful. He would love to go on a mission. How I wish we had money to send him. We hope to be able to some day.

I had my testimony strengthened the last time I went to the temple. I had been having such trouble with my jaw; it had been bothering me for almost two months. It kept getting worse until I could hardly stand it. It just jumped and jerked until I could not eat, sleep or talk. I went to the temple with Nyron. I had faith that if I went to the temple, I would be healed. Nyron put my name on the prayer list, and all the day I was in the temple, my jaw never jumped once. It has now been two weeks, and I have not had a bit of trouble with my jaw since that day. I was healed completely. How grateful I am.

My dear Golda is very miserable again. How I long to have her with me so I could take care of her. My heart aches, and I worry so much I can hardly endure it. All I can do is trust her to our Heavenly Father's care, and, oh, how I pray that all will be well with her this time, and her baby may live.

Golda gave birth to a baby boy April 1, 1933. He was a tiny fellow, weighing scarcely 5 pounds. How I should love to see him, my first grandchild. They named him Dorrel Leo.

January 1st, 1934. What a year has just passed, fraught with peril and uncertainty for the future. This year the people of the nation have made their choice between the repeal and non-repeal of the 18th amendment. The church, as well as the nation, have made their choice, and now booze will flow freely. What will the future bring? Time alone can tell, for the Bible tells us that when the people choose iniquity, they are ripe for destruction.

There has been a terrible disease among the horses, thousands have died. No cure seems available. The Lord has been very good to us and our horses still live.

The beets were infested with a terrible worm that almost destroyed the crop. The beets had to be sprayed, and, at that, they suffered greatly. Again, the Heavenly Father cared for us and our beets were not infested.

Our health has been exceptionally good. We gave been able to send our boy Nyron on a mission to New Zealand. Before he left, he was married in the Salt Lake Temple to Gerdie J. Barton, a good dear girl, and we love her.

Golda, Joe, and Dorrel came home October 1 and stayed until December 1. We loved to have them here. Dear Golda was so happy to be home, and we loved so much to have her. Little Dorrel was so sweet, we loved him so, I hated to have them go, but it had to be, and we must be reconciled.

Gerdie is with us this New Year's Day. It is raining. The winter is very mild, so far no snow. The year has been very dry. Will the future bring drought? Who can tell?

March 25th, 1934. The winter is past, no snow, no cold, the ground is very dry, no rain for a long time. The crops cannot start unless we get rain. We have not planted our garden yet.

We get a letter from Nyron every two weeks. He is enjoying his labors in New Zealand. Sister Lily isn't very well. She had a stroke. Doctors say she isn't long for this earth.

Last September 1933, I was set apart as First Counselor in the YLMIA by Bishop E. S. Green. We have had a satisfactory MIA season; the young people have been very good in their attendance.

In January 1934, I went to the Library in Salt Lake City and spent a day in research work. I procured some 300 names. I rented a room at the White Hall Hotel and stayed that night, then went through the temple twice the following day and returned home.

We have not done much temple work this winter. The children are all at school and we have no one to take care of Elaine.

An earthquake occurred about 8 a.m. Monday, March 12, 1934. It gave us quite a scare. It is the first one I have felt since 1909 and was much harder than the one at that time. The following is from a newspaper clipping: There were six major rents in the crust of the earth. One crack, which appeared above an old fault that slipped in the Salt Wells zone near Kosmo at the north end of Salt Lake has been traced for eight miles. It is as much as 14 inches wide and the displacement of earth as much as 19 inches. Many new springs appeared after the quake on the alkali flat southwest of Monument rock.

Sunday evening, March 25th, Bartons came and took us in to the Thirteenth Ward, where we listened to Elder Bennett, who had just returned from the New Zealand Mission. He left just two weeks after Nyron arrived. It sure seemed good to see someone who had seen our boy.

Monday, 26th, I washed, got two letters from Nyron. He was feeling fine. Monday night we held Genealogical meeting at Brother Henry Green's. We had a very nice time.

Tuesday 27th, I washed, went to Relief Society, had to give the Social Service lesson for Sister Bartlett. J. C. and I went to Mutual in the evening. We had Stake Board members. I had to take charge.

Wednesday 28th, I went with the Relief Society sisters (8 of us) to the hospital to sew. We went at 8:30 and finished at 3:30. Made 241 articles. I rode with Petersons.

Thursday 29th I planted garden.

Sunday, April 22nd. My but it is hot and dry; seems more like July than April. The crops cannot grow. North Weber Stake are having a fast beginning Saturday at sundown and lasting until sundown tonight. They are praying for rain. Daddy and I are fasting also. I have not eaten since 1 p.m. Saturday. It is 2 p.m. Sunday and I intend fasting until 6 p.m. We feel so helpless and very dependent on the Lord if we are to keep our boy on his mission.

Sunday, September 16th, 1934. So many things have taken place since last I wrote in my history. Our water was all gone in June. Our beets were taken by the white fly. We had to cut our hay and feed it as we cut it, as there was no pastures. My garden did fairly well, not half as good as usual though.

July 20th, I went with the M.I.A. girls to South Fork Canyon. We only stayed four days. There were seventeen of us. It rained quite hard one day while were there. We had a very nice time, never the less.

August 16th, I was blessed with my second grandson. Nyron's wife had a little baby boy born to her. He is a sweet little fellow. They named him Nyron Barton Hansen. I guess Nyron would love to see his son.

Sister Bartlett, President of the Y.W.M.I.A., died in August 18th, and on Wednesday, August 29th, Bishop Green asked me to be the President of the Y.W.M.I.A.

September 8th, Maud came up from Los Angeles.

Wednesday, September 12, (mother's birthday) we (mother's children) met at Margaret's at Elwood. We were all there but Vessie (11 of us).

Friday 14th, we all went to Logan to the temple. Went through twice, all of us but sister Lily. She only went once and was almost worn out. After we got out of the temple, we drove around and saw Uncle Oscar (mother's brother). Mother now has the following living descendants: 12 children, 96 grandchildren, and 108 great grandchildren.

The year has been filled with incidents that are fulfilling prophecies -- floods, tidal waves, earthquakes, thunder and lightning and drought. The winter is before us; we are poorly prepared for it. What will the future bring?

February 1935. The winter is almost over. It has been a very nice winter. We have had some snow but not much, just a little at a time, and it has not stayed on the ground long at a time and is all gone now. We have gotten along fine, have been able to send Nyron $15.00 a month and feed cows and keep the house going. We have had good health and feel that the Lord has been good to us and blessed us.

February 8th, sister Lily passed away at about 8 a.m. She suffered a stroke a few days before her death and suffered quite badly. She was 60 years old. They buried her at Penrose Friday, February 11th. It was a stormy day. One service was held in Syracuse Ward at 10 a.m. and another at about 3 in the afternoon at Penrose. Lewis, Louisa, Vessie, Ethel, Latitia and Lester, Margaret, Susie, Lorenzo, Martin, and Abe were there. Maud and Amy couldn't come. We had a very nice funeral. One more of us gone to rest. It's been years since one of mother's children passed away and 15 years since mother left us, 16 1/2 since father passed away.

I have been indexing the Hunsaker records, have put 4100 names on index cards. With the help of Elder Cole (Nyron's missionary companion) we have traced our lineage back to Adam on several lines.

We have had a very successful year in the Y.W.M.I.A. This year I have never missed one meeting, and the girls have been very interested.

March 17th 1935. The weather is lovely today. I planted some garden yesterday (Saturday). I am going to leave for Arizona on the 28 of March to stay a while with Golda. I am taking Elaine with me. It is hard to go and leave the folks with so much to do. The crops are not in yet, and our horses are so poor and old. We have had a hard time feeding our animals through the winter.

March 28th 1935, I went to Arizona to stay with Golda for her confinement. I took Elaine with me. We left Ogden at 7:40 p.m. and arrived in Holbrook at 8:45 p.m. March 29. We had a nice trip. Golda, Joseph and Dorrel were very glad to see us. We enjoyed our visit very much. We attended Sunday School in Snowflake one Sunday. They had an enrollment of 333 and an attendance that day of 307.

We went out to Aripine to see the ranch home. The pines and cedars grew right up to the house. It was very pretty there.

Golda's baby girl was born April 19th at 10:45 a.m. She was a tiny little thing and only weighed 6 1/2 pounds. We stayed with them until April 29th. Golda and baby were getting along nicely. We hated to leave them, Golda was so lonely and missed us so much. We reached home April 30th. Found all well at home.

June 2nd. We have been having a lot of rain this past week. It keeps cold and nothing seems to grow very much. We will be glad to get some warm weather now, so our crops will grow. Now, everything looks fine if we only get warm weather. It seems very strange, last year we had such terrible dry hot weather and this year it is just the opposite, cloudbursts, floods. Earthquakes all over the country, suffering and disaster. Here in our Rocky Mountain homes we have comparative peace. If only we could live right and keep the commandments of the Lord, we might hope for continued peace. But now with liquor flowing free and everyone seeking pleasure rather than seeking God, what can we expect.

I have finished checking Grandfather Hunsaker's records. I put 260 names on baptism sheets, copied all the record in a new record book. I also got some families on sealing sheets. We want to go to Logan on the 15th of June and have some baptisms done. I have about 600 names ready for baptism now.

June 5th. Daddy and I went to Salt Lake City. We caught the early session in the temple. I got out at 11:45 and had a meeting at 12 noon. I went down for MIA convention. I got a room at the White Hall Hotel and stayed until Sunday night. I went to eleven meetings and through four sessions in the temple. I also attended the drama presented by the MIA Board. They gave us guest tickets, which admitted one to any of the activities. It was grand. I enjoyed every minute.

June 15th, we went to the Logan Temple. We took J.C., Melvin, Lenore, and Lillian Potter. They were baptized for 493 persons: J.C. for 157, Melvin for 116, and the two girls for 110 each. We went and seen Uncle Joseph on the way up to the temple. I took my record book and showed him what I had done on Grandfather's records. We were baptized for 276 names out of Grandfather's record book. Uncle Joseph was so happy and thrilled he just cried. And I was so happy that I was able to do this work.

September 19th, 1935 my sister Margaret passed away. She had been ailing for some time. I had seen her at the Hunsaker reunion on the 14 of August at the Lorin Farr Park. I had not realized she was so near the passing. She has filled her mission faithfully and now is with Father, Mother, and loved ones. Two sisters in eight months. Who will be next?

January 2nd, 1936. New Year and what a day. Yesterday was the most beautiful day. It was so sunny and warm. Today, there is a regular blizzard.

Gerdie came over New Year's Day. She just had a letter from Nyron. He was in the hospital, had just had an abscess taken off his leg. It sure worries me. I know he is homesick and lonely. When one is well, they can keep busy and do not get so lonely, but when they are sick it is hard to keep cheerful and happy.

The Lord has blessed us and been good to us in the year that has just passed. We are not always worthy. How I wish I could be better. I get so impatient. I have been working hard to get Grandfather Abraham Hunsaker's record completed, but it's slow work, and I am a long way from finishing it yet. What will the New Year bring to us? Who can tell?

Last year I only did 14 endowments. The temple was closed from July until December. They were improving it.

Feb. 23, 1936. It has been raining and snowing so much that our land is almost under water. The cellar is full. I don't know when we ever had so much moisture. It will be nice to see the sun shine again.

We are quarantined with scarlet fever. Lenore has it. She has not been very sick and is feeling fine. We isolated her and none of the rest of the children has taken it. I hope they won't. I sure hate to keep the children home from school so long. It will be March 9th before we can get out.

Nyron will be coming home soon. We haven't heard from him for four weeks. I hope he is well. Golda is coming up when Nyron gets home.

August 30, 1936. My but time does fly. Nyron came home from his mission April 19th. We were sure glad to see him. Golda and her babies came up from Arizona, April 3rd. It was nice to have all of our children at home once more. Nyron didn't spend much time with us. He stayed over to Roy with Gerdie's folks.

He got work up to Elwood with Aldred Christensen, but his wife was not satisfied up there, so he is buying a home in Roy. Gerdie's health isn't very good. It sure makes it hard for them, but I guess every life has its own trials. I only hope they can make good and keep the faith.

Golda went home on the 7th of May. They held Nyron's "Welcome Home" party on the night of the 6th, along with the MIA Ward Honor Program. We sure hated to have Golda go, but she could not stay longer. We did so miss her and the babies.

Lenore went down to Golda's June 9th. She stayed until July 15th. We sure missed her. It seems like there has been so much work to do this year I just haven't had a breathing spell.

J.C. has worked away from home quite a bit.

Here it is almost time for school to start and it seems like it just let out. Elaine is going to school this winter, and I will be alone in the house.

The Lord has blessed us with health and the necessaries of life, for which we are very grateful.

I was released from working as President of the Y.W.M.I.A. this year. Edna Bartlett was put in my place. It is quite a relief to be free of that responsibility.

I have gathered the record of 900 of Grandfather Hunsaker's descendants. We have done quite a bit of sealing and temple work.

Golda and Joe and family moved up here to live in November. They are buying a home in Clinton. We are so happy to have them up here.

January 31, 1937. The Standard Examiner carried this editorial:

February 28, 1937, our Relief Society was reorganized with Sister Marguerite N. Green as president, myself as first counselor and LaVina Stokes as second counselor. We were set apart March 7. Brother George Green (patriarch) was mouth in setting me apart.

March 4th, nine of us Relief Society members went up to the hospital and did a day's sewing. We sewed 187 pieces.

Nyron and Gerdie's second son was born March 15, 1937. This makes my fourth grandchild, 3 boys and 1 girl.

April 23, we went to the temple. There were nine of us from Kanesville. We did 18 endowments and sealed 76 children to their parents.

Last Sunday, April 18th, we went to Honeyville to Uncle Joseph's funeral. There are only 15 of Grandfather Hunsaker's children living now.

J.C. graduated from Weber High School, May 1937. He was sixteen years of age. They held the graduation exercises May 21st. We had a very nice time and were proud of our boy. They also had Seminary graduation exercises. We were glad he had taken Seminary and graduated from that also.

Golda's baby was born June 13th in the Dee Hospital. They named him Joseph Golden.

Well, the summer of 1937 is past. Crops were not very good, but the folks worked Theron Peterson's place for him and got enough hay from it to winter the cows.

September 1937, Maud came up from California. She came to our place and stayed four days, then we went up to Elwood and held a family reunion in the Elwood church house. There were over 100 of Mother's family present. We had all of Mother's children there. Ten of us are all that is left now. The following week we all went to Logan and spent one day in the temple. It would all have been glorious, only I was feeling so very miserable.

My face had been bothering me for a long while and it just kept getting worse and worse until I could not eat, sleep, or talk without it almost sent me crazy. I went to Dr. Pincock, a specialist. He called it nerve spasms and said the only thing that could be done was inject alcohol into the nerve and deaden it. He said it would last from six months to a year, and then I would have to have it done over again. The operation cost me $33. It was a terrible operation. It made me sick for a few days, but it deadened the nerve and I felt good for four months, then it started again.

I felt very discouraged, but my husband insisted I go have it deadened again. I went and it almost killed me. My mouth was so sore afterward. It had destroyed so much tissue in the roof of my mouth, and, besides, he did not get the right nerve and I was about wild again.

Then I went to a Dr. Moffitt. He is a masseur. I took four treatments of him, and the pain left. Here's hoping it will not return. I am taking oil and praying that I may be entirely healed.

We have had a lovely winter, not very cold, and scarcely a snow at all. Our first snow came in February 1938.

I have had many church duties to attend to and have enjoyed it when my face has been well. Anyway, I have not missed my meetings though have been very miserable at times. I always go to Sunday School and Meeting on Sunday, Genealogical meeting, Monday night, Relief Society Tuesday and Mutual Tuesday night. I teach the Beehive class in Mutual. I have the sweetest class of girls. They had a surprise on me and gave me five sherbet glasses and saucers.

We have all kept quite well outside of my trouble.

May 28, 1939. It has sure been a long time since I wrote in my history. Many things have happened since that time.

In the first place, I had trouble with my face the following January - February 1938. I had to go to Dr. Pincock again. This time it lasted until September, when I had another bad spell and had to go to him again. It was terrible this time and it made me very sick when he injected the alcohol, but it has lasted longer this time, for which I am truly grateful.

We went fishing in Pine View Dam in September. I left my top plate of teeth in my purse in the car, and someone swiped the purse. I had to have a new plate made. It cost me $20.

I was judge of election in the fall. We had two elections, and I made about $13, almost enough to pay for my teeth.

Lenore and I made $119 off our beets. I was going to use my share and fix up the house a little. I had planned so much and was all ready for town when Daddy came in worrying because he didn't have enough cash to meet his bills. Well, goodbye fixtures for the house. I guess it will ever be that way.

In December, Daddy went for a trip to visit his children. He went before Christmas. He stayed north a little better than five weeks.

On December 29, Golda's baby, Neil, was born in the hospital. I kept the other three children for ten days, then Golda stayed eight days with us, so I was kept busy.

After Daddy came home, he only stayed a week, then he went south. It was nice weather on his first trip, but it was terrible on the second. J.C. was sure a brick. I never went out and helped him once. Melvin helped with the night chores.

Elaine has scarlet fever now so we are in for four weeks. She's better now.

During the winter I took a twelve-lesson course in first aid. I had to go in every Wednesday evening. The kids would go to a show. The course was very good. I completed the course and received a certificate. Later on I took a four-lesson course in leadership under Sister Olga Brown. It was fine and helped me a lot.

Lenore graduated this year. Her Seminary graduation exercises were May 20, her high school graduation exercises, May 25th. She looked lovely. She has been very smart in school. We want to send her to the LDS Business College next fall. We also hope to send J.C. on a mission if the Father wills and crops permit.

I went to the library recently. Spent three days doing research, mostly on the Richman family line. I went down another day and helped Vernon Willie do research on his line. I got a group of 17 to go to the temple in April. We sealed 111 children to their parents and 120 wives to their husbands, and did 40 endowments.

April 1940. Well we didn't send J.C. on a mission. He wasn't quite old enough to go, but we hope to send him this year.

Lenore went to college and has done very well. She was admitted into the Alpha Iota Sorority, which is quite an honor.

The war is raging terribly in Europe. It sure is a shame, do hope it will soon be over.

J.C. is renting eleven acres of ground from Bishop Green. I do hope he makes good. Daddy is running Theron Peterson's and Sam Fletcher's.

J.C. and me went to the library. We were very successful; we got about 300 names of our people. J.C. found another grandfather and grandmother.

This year I graduated 5 Beehive Honor girls, the first Honor Girls ever graduated from Kanesville Ward. I'm proud of them. I have one girl, Lavern Jones, who has never missed one meeting in three years.

May 19, 1940. We have had no rain this month and everything is sure dry. Crop conditions do not look very good.

War still rages in Europe, Hitler gains ground, conditions look serious. Oh, if America can just stay out of it.

We got a Hudson car. It sure rides good. Hope we can pay for it.

Lenore comes home tomorrow. Hope she can get work. We still hope to send J.C. on a mission this fall.

March 24, 1942. My it has been a long while since I wrote in my history. So much has happened.

Lenore was married to Jellette Brown, September 25, 1940. She did not go to the temple, but was married by Bishop Fox in the 22nd Ward chapel. Yes, it hurt me, but I am hoping and praying that they will go some time.

J.C. went on his mission December 12th, 1940. He is laboring in the Western States Mission. He is doing a wonderful work and the Lord is blessing him. Our crops in 1940 and 1941 were not very good, but we have been able to keep him in the field.

In March 1941, I had a bad attack with my face again. Dr. Pincock had been called to the service of the U.S.A. and there was no doctor in Ogden that understood the operation. I suffered terribly, could neither eat, sleep, talk or even move or lie still without that terrible pain.

Dr. Dumke advised that I go to San Francisco to Dr. Nafzigger, a specialist, who would sever the nerve and I would not be troubled any more. It looked impossible. We went to Dr. Dumke on Sunday, April 13.

Monday morning, April 14th at 9:45, we took the clipper train for San Francisco. I suffered untold pain all the way. Took morphine tablets every hour until my stomach was all upset. The hostess on the train was very good to me. My husband administered to me and prayed all the way. We got in San Francisco about 9:45 Tuesday morning. Dr. Dumke had written an air letter. They took me right in and put me to bed. They could not operate until the next morning. I suffered all day and night, but they gave me something to deaden the pain. They had to feed me through the arm.

At 7 a.m. Wednesday, April 16th, I was taken to the operating room. I felt the sweetest spirit of peace come over me. I had no fear. I knew the Lord would bless me and I would be healed. My many friends at home were praying for me, as well as my family. The doctor said he had never had a case respond as I did. All the doctors marveled. I had six and eight doctors a day in to see me. They couldn't believe I was doing so well. One week from the day I was operated on I came home alone. My husband came home the day after my operation. It was the power of God made manifest.

The war in Europe continued to rage, and in December 1941, the U.S.A. declared war. Japan made a surprise attack. So many of our boys are gone. God grant it may not last long.

Sunday, March 22, Weber Stake was divided and we were put in the new stake named Lakeview Stake. Hooper, Riverdale, Roy, Clinton, and Kanesville compose the new stake, with John Child, T. R. Jones, and Rulon P. Peterson as Stake Presidency. There are 3291 members in the new stake.

Lenore had a baby girl born September 1942. They named her Jennette.

Golda had a baby boy born June 1943. He only lived four months, died October 5, 1943. His name was Leon.

Gerdie had a baby boy born 1943 named David.

April 30, 1944. Two years since I wrote. Such a lot has happened.

J.C. came home December 23, 1942. My man left for a mission to the Southern States, February 20, 1943.

J.C. and Melvin rented J.D. Peterson's place, paid $1100 rent. Crops were not too good, hail, frost, etc. I worked in field all summer.

We milk 25 cows. Spring 1944, boys bought Ray Hamblin's milk route, $300. Melvin hauls milk. April rained all month. Can't get crops planted. War still raging.

Jan 31, 1945. The time sure passes fast. Here it is 1945 and it seems only a few days since 1900.

I was made President of the Kanesville Relief Society November 1942. Bishop John D. Peterson set me apart. I chose Iretta B. Hadley and Clara B. Fletcher as my counselors. And now, looking back over the years we have labored together, I know I made no mistake. We have worked so unitedly together and have accomplished a lot.

Melvin was married October 13, 1944 to LaWana Waite. They were married in the Salt Lake Temple. They are both very young, but they seem supremely happy. She's a sweet girl and we love her.

The boys bought a new truck this year (1944). Melvin hauls the milk. J.C. runs the farm. They rented J.D. Peterson's place again. Melvin helps on the farm when he gets home from milk. They haul corn, beets, pumpkins, tomatoes, etc., for most everyone in Kanesville. They sure work hard. I have not worked out much this summer. They have hired Mexicans for most of the handwork. I have cut a lot of hay. Elaine has raked and J.C. piled most of it.

Golda's baby was born in 1944. They named him Reed. He was tiny and had a hard time making it, but thanks to our Heavenly Father, he is getting along okay now.

I am in Birmingham, Alabama now. Went to the mission home December 4, 1944 and left for the mission field December 13, arriving in Atlanta, December 17. Met my husband there. We visited two weeks in Griffin, Macon and Milledgeville. I sure was lonely on Christmas day. Sure hated to leave my family, especially Elaine. She is so alone. Melvin and wife moved home to stay while I am away. J.C. has a girl, Donna Bodily, may prove fateful.

The war still rages. Keeps everyone uneasy all the time. Our boys may be called. How I dread it.

Feel like I am not doing too much good here in the mission field. Have tracted quite a bit, but find most people quite satisfied with what they already have. They do not oppose us, but are just not very interested.

It's been very cold all this week, and I haven't been very well. Monday, I didn't go out at all, and Tuesday, it was noon before we went, and today, I am at home again. Not much of a missionary, think? Thursday and Friday, worked all day and feel better. Sold three Book of Mormons this week. Daddy sold one, so we didn't do so bad.

Got a letter from LaWana. Melvin is re-classified in 2C instead of 1A. And I thank my Heavenly Father with all my heart.

It's very cold, wish it would warm up so we could work to better advantage. Been tracting Central City, so don't have to get out in cold much.

9 December 1950. It's been a long time since I have written anything in my history.

We came home from the mission field in April 1945. We came by bus. We visited Independence, Missouri, stood on the spot where the temple is to be built. Saw the old courthouse where the Prophet was tried 50 times for imaginary offences. We attended Sunday school in Denver, sacrament meeting in Cheyenne, Wyoming. Had enjoyed my labors while away. Spent the last few days doing or teaching others to do research work. Hope I did some good.

J.C. and Donna were married November 28, 1945 in the LDS temple, Salt Lake City.

Melvin and LaWana's first baby was born August 24, 1945.

I have made three trips to Illinois doing research work on the Hunsaker lines. The first time, Elaine went with me. We just went to Anna and Jonesboro in Union County. We had a grand time. Went to the Hunsaker reunion and met a lot of Hunsakers. We stayed three weeks and got about 400 names.

The second trip, Elaine also went with me. It was in 1949. We went to Quincy, Liberty, Timewell, and Marbelhead in Adams County. We spent some time in the courthouse. We visited a number of Hunsakers. We went to Springfield to the archives there, then to Union County to the reunion there, and spent several days in the courthouse. We visited the old Dunkard graveyard where so many of our ancestors were buried. We got about six hundred names.

Elaine was married August 3, 1950, so my sister Letitia went with me. We visited Mrs. Ruth Matthew?s in Kansas City, Missouri. She has done a lot of research work for us. We went to Quincy, Illinois. We spent eleven days in the court house. Found a lot of Collins and Broadys, besides Hunsakers. We went to Springfield again and found a lot of names in the archives there. Then we went to Lima, Ohio where we visited the descendants of Jacob Hunsaker who was taken captive by the Indians. We sure enjoyed our trip and got about 7-800 names.

I have had three grandchildren born this year, Lenore's, J.C.'s, and Melvin's. I now have 21 living grandchildren: Nyron and Gerdie 7, Golda and Joe 5, J.C. and Donna 2, Lenore and Jet 3, Melvin and LaWana 4. I love them all.

The Lord has blessed me through the years. He has never failed me, and I'm sure he never will if I do my part.

1951. Another year. Kenneth and Elaine built a home just south of us. They have four rooms. We think a lot of Kenneth; he's a fine fellow.

There's war again, this time in Korea. Kenneth has to go March 26. We hate so to have him go. We pray God will protect him and bring him safely home. It will be hard on Elaine, too. How my heart goes out to her. I pray for her that she may have courage and faith to carry through.

March 17, 1951, Elaine gave birth to a tiny premature baby girl. How they loved it and wanted to keep it. They kept it in the hospital in an incubator. It lived eleven days. They were heart broken.

Kenneth left for the army, May 28. Poor Elaine, she felt like she had lost everything. My heart ached for her. She went to him in Atlanta, Georgia, August 3rd. She was so happy to go. He has fourteen weeks school, then what?

Lenore had a new little baby boy born March 5. They named him Kent; he's a darling.

1953. Kenneth went to Korea in December 1951. He is now in Japan. We are anxiously awaiting his return. May God bless and protect him.

Elaine has been working at the Arsenal for a year. She'll be so happy when Kenneth returns.

1952 was a poor year. The beets were a failure. The boys bought steers in the fall of 1951, paid $8000 for them. Feed was high, had to rent pasture, prices on beef fell and they lost about $3000.

The winter has been very mild. It is nearing the close of January and no snow. The ground is not even muddy.

I have gathered many names of our people from the library this year. I am trying to make out two sheets a day. If I do that I will have 730 sheets this year. (Written by one of her children.) In the summer of 1954, Mother (Aleen) developed a wracking cough, although the doctor could find nothing wrong with her. Many months passed with the cough getting worse. Finally, the doctor decided it was lung cancer and operated on her.

January 15, 1955. This may be the last time I write in my life's story. I do not know how much longer the Lord would have me live. In October 1954, I was operated on for lung cancer. It was too far along for them to do anything but sew me up again and leave the rest to the Lord.

I'm so thankful for my family, all good LDS and working in the church. I'm so grateful for my grandchildren. They are very precious to me. This year I have had three more grandchildren added to the fold, making 32.

Coral was married in the temple to Alan East, a very fine man, and they have a lovely baby girl, my first great grandchild.

Nyron married, also in the temple, a lovely girl, Ilene Davis. They look for a newcomer in February.

Kenneth came home from the service in 1953, and was Elaine happy, as we all were. Their little son, Doran, was born 25 April 1954. He made their happiness complete.

I have done much research work and sent many names to the index bureau. There is yet much work to do.

Before Mother got too weak, she maintained an interest in all that was going on around her. During this time she managed to make Christmas gifts for all of her children and grandchildren. Each gift was brightly wrapped and precious to us.

She developed a great appreciation for our father at this time as he cared for her so lovingly and tenderly. She never complained and always talked of her love for her family. During her last weeks, her daughters took turns staying with her all night. She slept a lot those last days, didn?t eat and got down to about 7 pounds before she died. However, Lenore?s husband Jellette, took fresh oranges and made her fresh orange juice each time he went to see her. She really enjoyed that juice. In fact, just before she died, she woke up and asked for some fresh orange juice and we did not have any oranges. How sad that we could not grant her last wish.

Aleen Hunsaker Hansen died, in her home on the morning of June 27, 1955 at the age of 68. It was a blessed release for her; she had so much discomfort. So ended a life filled with love and service. She was buried in the Aultorest Cemetery.

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MY TESTIMONY

Shortly after the death of my first husband, I took my two small children back to the homestead. We had to live on it another year before we could "prove up" on it.

One evening, after putting the children in bed, about 7 p.m. I stepped to the window, and gazing into the distance it was as if the sun or moon were just rising. The shape was the same except it was black, and as I looked it grew larger and I could see it was wind, and coming our way. The children had fallen asleep. I started to sing, after a silent prayer, "The Lord is my Light, then why should I fear." A feeling of peace came over me. I watched the wind pick up a small building about the size of our homestead house, carry it almost to our house and drop it only a rod away, and it broke into splinters. My sister and brother-in-law had a four-roomed square house, unoccupied, just across the fence from us, and it slid the house four feet on the foundation. On the other side of our house, a great tree was uprooted. Our little cabin never moved an inch. Did the Lord hear our prayer? Oh yes he did and protected us from harm.

When my husband was on his deathbed, he had been so weak he could not raise his head from the pillows. Just before he died, he raised himself and leaned on his elbow; his eyes just sparkled, and with his other hand he pointed and said, "Oh see, aren't the flowers beautiful, Mother, Mother." He sank back on his pillow and was gone. His mother had passed away when he was only 13 or 14 years of age. I'm sure he could see beyond the veil and that he did see his mother.

Just shortly before his death he bore this testimony. "I know that this is the gospel of Jesus Christ. I have known it since I was a little child. I pray God that I may never lose this beautiful faith. I have faith in God. I know that he has all power, and I know that all will be well with us this day and I prophesy it in the name of the Lord Jesus." That day he passed away. All was well with him.

While we were living in Rockford, Bingham, Idaho, I had my prayers answered immediately. We lived about ten miles from Blackfoot, where we went to do our trading. We drove a surrey (topless). One day as we were coming home from town, we had to cross two sets of railroad tracks just as we turned to go on the road straight to our place. They were very rough. As we crossed the tracks, the end of the double tree came down causing the single tree to hit the horses' heels with every step. The horses became frightened and began to run. They were bad to run anyway and this time they sure did go. My husband was hanging onto the lines trying to quiet them to no avail.

We had our four children, Golda, Nyron, J.C., and Lenore, with us. As the horses began running, I started to pray out loud. The way the surrey was running, we would have missed the bridge covering a large irrigation ditch by eight inches, and this ditch was full of water and was a young canal. Across it, about a foot or two from the bridge, was a wire fence. The wires were stiff and held firmly. If we missed the bridge, we would either be drown or torn to bits. Just as I said "Amen" the wheel on the right hand side hit the bridge and the vehicle turned and stood crosswise of the bridge. The horses were loosed from the tongue and continued to run. We only lacked a couple of inches going off the bridge crosswise.

I turned to my children and said, "Don't you ever let me hear you say the Lord does not hear and answer our prayers." It was a miracle, and I am thankful to the Lord our lives were spared.

After moving to Kanesville, Weber, Utah, I was troubled with a nerve affection in my face, one doctor called it nerve spasms. Whatever it was all doctors agreed it was one of the severest pains known to man. It was like having a long darning needle run up and down in your jaw clear to the top of your head just as fast as it could be run. It would come on suddenly and when it did I could neither eat, sleep, speak or move without starting it. I found a Dr. Pincock and he would deaden the nerve by injecting alcohol into it. This would last from 3 to 6 months. I had this done for a number of years, then he went to war and there was no one around here that could do it for me. Dr. Dumke advised that I go to Dr. Nafzigger at the University of California Hospital for an operation.

I left Monday morning, April 14, 1941, arrived there Tuesday. My husband went with me. I suffered untold agony all the way, just lived on morphine pills. My husband administered to me many times on the way. Wednesday morning at 7 a.m. I was taken to the operating room and the nerves that had troubled me were severed. I was not in the least worried or afraid, but had the sweetest feeling of peace come over me. I knew everything was going to be all right and it was. The Lord had again heard and answered my prayers together with that of my family and friends, and one week from the time I was operated on I came home alone, my husband having gone on ahead. I was the marvel of all the doctors there; my recovery was so speedy. Thanks again Heavenly Father for thy care.

It was about four years later, in 1945 my right eye became very sore. Due to the operation on my head, the whole right side was numb. My eye did not pain me, but became very inflamed. I went to the doctor. He said I had an ulcer on the cornea, and he taped my eye shut and doctored it for five months. I entirely lost the sight of that eye and the doctor was afraid the other one would be effected. He could not get it to heal and was afraid he would have to remove the eye. I felt very badly about it and prayed earnestly.

Then a group of us, my sisters, brother Lewis, and I decided to go to the different temples to do work. We first went to the Logan Temple - Lewis, Louisa, Maud, Letitia, Sue, Amy, and myself. Then we went to the Idaho Falls Temple - Lewis, Louisa, Maud, Sue, and myself. Then Maud, Letitia and I went to the Canadian Temple. Lester, A.C. and Lucille went. A.C. took us in his car. It was a grand trip and I felt satisfied that I was going to get a blessing and would have my eye healed and my sight restored.

President Wood was blessed with the gift of healing and he promised that I would be healed. The following morning when I lifted the bandage, my eye was well and I could see. When I came home and called on the doctor, he could hardly believe it. Truly another miracle had been performed. The Lord has surely been good to me.

Now, in 1950, I have a still stronger testimony to bear. Early in February I found that I had a cancer on my breast. It was a shock at first, but not for long. Again I felt that sweet peaceful influence and the feeling that all would be well. I felt that if my work here was finished that I would be taken home, but if not I would be healed and be well again. I told my family, asking them not to worry, but to pray and with faith, and the Lord would make me well.

The Sunday before going to the hospital on Monday, my entire family came home, except Lenore and family. She had a tiny baby and we had not told her. We had family prayer. J.C. was mouth. Joseph anointed me with oil, and Nyron sealed the anointing. Then Nyron bore his testimony and asked that the rest do the same. We had five returned missionaries there besides myself. Well, the Spirit of the Lord was there as those testimonies were borne.

On the Saturday before, Lewis, Nellie and Una had come down to see me. Lewis had given me a wonderful blessing promising me a return to health and strength. All my sisters wrote that they with their husbands were praying for me.

Monday morning, before I went to the hospital, we had prayer, Father being mouth. J.C. anointed me with oil, Melvin sealed the anointing. The blessings given me were marvelous and we all felt that the Lord had heard our prayer and I would be healed. Donna took me to the hospital. I felt no fear, just that sweet peace that passeth understanding.

That night, Bishop Watkins, Brother and Sister Toone came to see me. They administered to me. My family all came often to see me during visiting hours. The Bishopric came the first three nights and administered to me. I came through the operation fine. Wasn't at all sick to the stomach as everyone, even the doctor expected. I stayed eight days, and though it was quite far advanced and a large incision was made, the doctor took out all stitches.

I took 15 xray treatments. I'm well, truly the Lord has been good to me. I'm trying to live worthy, but I'm weak, but I'll be trying.

God has been good to me, my life has been miraculously spared. May I make it worthwhile and accomplish some good.