Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Hansine Rebecca Jorgensen Frost - my Great-Grandmother

My uncle, Vernon Parent, wrote his memories of his grandmother, Hansine Rebecca Jorgensen Frost (1865-1935):

Dear Family,

My memories of Grandmother Frost are fleeting, but I reverence the great work she accomplished in rearing her family and supporting Grandpa Frost in his mission to Denmark with her small family and a farm to manage up in Cache Valley just South of the Benson ward chapel. She had limited help from her Jorgensen brothers, but accomplished most of the farming by herself while tending 3 small children. She was a great help to my mother who had challenges with my older brother, Joseph, and Grandmother tutored Joseph in their Riverton home for a year to allow Mother more time to make a better adjustment to life on our Minnesota farm, and overcome the undercurrents in our Grand Forks branch of the church, from sister who had eyes on dad as a future husband, only to have a Utah girl snatch him up in a surprise manner! Grandmother Frost received inspiration that mother would marry Dad the first time she met him when he came to her Bluffdale home seeking the young lady he had seen in his dream, and she told mother that he was her intended mate to which Mother exclaimed, "Mother, I do not even know the man." She visited our farm home in Minnesota, pitching in to help Mother during 1931 when Virginia was on the way, and so I am blessed to be in a photograph with both of my grandmothers!

Grandmother Parent, Grandmother Frost, Vernon, Elaine, Virginia, and Marilyn Parent

Grandmother Frost accompanied Peter on their mission to the Grand Forks district, and so was able to give loving support to Mother and we children during their 1934-1935 proselyting mission, until a short time before her death in 1935. This last visit was always a great comfort to Mother who felt isolated from her family in Utah!

Aunt Geneva inherited most of the belongings from Grandfather and Grandmother Frost and our cousin helped Aunt Geneva organize and type up copies of some of their family history materials. Now cousin Sherrie Burdick has acquired some of those history documents, and is sharing with the Frost family members. Thus I am forwarding the attachment she shared with me, so you will know and remember what a great and spiritual and loving grandmother I know and appreciate. Not only was she spiritual, sensitive, and caring, she was also one of the hardest workers for her family, but also very caring and diligent to serving others, even hobos who came to their home in Salt Lake City asking for a handout. In fact, Grandfather was continually trying to remove the "good for a meal" markers left on their property, informing the hobos that this house was always good for a kind and generous handout. All of Grandfather's Danish converts also enjoyed Grandmother's good cooking and generous heart staying in their home for extended periods until they established themselves in Zion.

Grandfather Frost, Vernon Frost Parent, Grandfather Parent


The following is a letter from a Benson Ward, Cache Valley, friend Celestia Rogers, who attended Rebecca Jorgensen Frost's funeral in Riverton, Utah:

Logan, Utah, June 26, 1935

Dear Brother Frost and children,

You, no doubt, have decided I was not going to keep my word in writing when I returned home from the funeral of dear Sister Frost. No! Never could I forget. I have had you all in my thoughts and prayers, many, many, times.

My love and sincere sympathy go out as a true friend and comforter. I must say, outside of my own family, she has been more to me than anyone in my life - to encourage me in my trials and sufferings, and strengthen me when weak, giving me hope when faint - a true mother and sister indeed.

I felt during the funeral that half had not been told, and I never felt in my life more of a desire to speak of one's true virtues and goodness than there. Since coming home, I can't think of her as gone from us, for I seem to feel her sweet influence more than before.

I feel as though I had been down there on a very brief visit with you and saw nearly all of your family, and had a few words with you all.  Only she was sleeping, and I dare not disturb her sweet rest, but that sweet countenance is so clear in my mind that it will never be erased from my  memory.

As I told our girls, it hardly seemed that death had come because her spirit was felt so plainly. She has filled her mission here completely, and I feel that her good deeds will ever go on here through her fine family of boys and girls. May each of them remember her good counsel and live over again all the wonderful examples she set for them to follow.

The older they grow, the more they will understand how to follow her footsteps. May they all have that desire and ever pray for guidance to obtain the goal she has won. I feel with all my heart, that I have ever walked by her side, a most worthy husband and father.

May our Father in Heaven, who is all merciful and loving, comfort and cheer us in our loneliness, that we may understand and feel in our souls that he has given us one of the most precious gifts he could possibly bestow upon his loving children.  She was a true, devoted wife and loving mother for time and all eternity, and I feel I have in her a true friend....

Now, I am writing this to all. I hope the children will all be able to read it, for it is my Heart Sentiments and Sympathy and love to all.

I would love to have a short letter of acknowledgment from all of you, for you are all near and dear to our hearts. Mark and our girls join in love and friendship.

From true and loyal friends,
Brother and Sister Rogers and families
Come and see us (Celestia and the girls)
I trust this finds all well.

(Note from Aunt Geneva: Celestia Rogers was our close neighbor in Benson ward. I was named for her - Celestia Geneva Frost).

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Elder Elisha H. Davis in Philadelphia - 1839

The following article is about Edward Hunter, the third Presiding Bishop in The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. He was an amazing man from Chester County, PA, right outside of Philadelphia. I am copying an article from the July 2004 Ensign Magazine, archived at lds.org. Elder Elisha Hildebrand Davis is mentioned in the first and third sections. He was my great-great-great-grandfather.


Edward Hunter: Generous Pioneer, Presiding Bishop
By LaRene Porter Gaunt

Prior to serving as Presiding Bishop for 30 years, Edward Hunter opened the way for missionaries in Chester County, Pennsylvania.

When the schoolhouse in Chester County, Pennsylvania, burned to the ground in 1833, wealthy Quaker Edward Hunter offered to replace it on land he would donate if residents “would allow all persons and persuasions to meet in it to worship God.” 1 This requirement was included in the articles of agreement for the donated land and building. The finished building was called the West Nantmeal Seminary.
Quaker and Scotch-Irish Presbyterian farmers populated Chester County, which is located about 12 miles west of Philadelphia. In the spring of 1839, Latter-day Saint missionaries Elijah H. Davis and Lorenzo Barnes arranged to use the West Nantmeal Seminary building to teach the gospel. When residents became outraged, Edward Hunter reminded them of the agreement made in 1833 allowing people of every religion to have the privilege of meeting there to worship God. He told the people that the “Mormons” would have their rights or he would take the building back. Such were the circumstances that surrounded the first visit of the missionaries to the valley that would eventually become known as “Mormon Hollow,” circumstances that prepared Edward Hunter to be an advocate for these early Saints.

An Ancestor’s Influence

Born on 22 June 1793 in Newtown Township, Delaware County, Pennsylvania, Edward Hunter was the second son and seventh child born to Edward and Hannah Maris Hunter (p. 227; see note 1 for complete reference). As a youth, he was strongly influenced by stories of his stalwart ancestors from England and Ireland. Of particular influence was the story of his second great-grandfather, Robert Owen of North Wales, also a man of wealth and power. Ancestor Robert was imprisoned for five years because he refused to take the oath of allegiance when Charles II was restored to the British throne. After his release, Robert immigrated to America and purchased land in Philadelphia amid other Quakers such as himself.
As an adult, strong-willed and tenacious, Edward Hunter was fond of referring to this incident in the life of his ancestor. He would tell the story and then end by repeating, “Oath of allegiance—yes, yes—refused to take it—imprisoned for five years.” Then, lifting up his hands, throwing back his head, and half shutting his eyes in a sort of dreamy ecstasy, he would exclaim, “Beautiful! beautiful!” (p. 228).
No doubt Edward drew upon this example of integrity shown by his ancestor when he stood firm in behalf of the Latter-day Saint missionaries in 1839.

Light Filled the Room

Soon after the missionaries taught the gospel in 1839 in the West Nantmeal Seminary building, Edward heard that missionary Elijah H. Davis was going to speak in Locust Grove, a few miles away, and that there were plans to treat him badly. He mounted his horse and rode over to Locust Grove. Of Elijah Davis and his teachings, Edward said: “He was a humble young man, the first one that I was impressed was sent of God. … He spoke well on the subject [of the Atonement], but before he was through [Robert] Johnson interrupted him and ordered him to quit preaching. I sprang up and said: ‘He is a stranger and shall have justice shown him and be respected; we will hear him and then hear you speak.’ I was informed that there were many present opposed to the ‘Mormons,’ but I resolved as I lived that Mr. Davis should be protected, if I had to meet the rabble on their own ground. I kept my eye on them and determined to stand by him at the risk of person and property. I had friends, though Mr. Davis had none. Mr. J. Johnson, brother to Robert Johnson, came to me as I was going out and apologized for his brother’s conduct. I walked out of the crowd, got on my horse and rode home alone” (p. 229).
After going home and retiring for the night, Edward lay awake for some time thinking about what had taken place. “My reflections were,” he said, “why have I taken such a decided stand for those strangers, and I asked the Lord: ‘Are those Mormons thy servants?’ Instantly, a light came in the room at the top of the door, so great that I could not endure it. I covered my head with the bed-clothes and turned over to the wall. I had exerted my mind and body much that day and soon fell asleep” (p. 229).

Baptisms in Chester County

On 8 October 1840, Edward Hunter was baptized by Elder Orson Hyde. Edward’s wife, Ann, was also baptized. Of Edward’s baptism, neighbor H. W. Vallette said, “I only felt that if a man like Edward Hunter, whose name was a synonym of upright probity, of sound sense and discernment, could be brought to believe in these things, what right had I or others of less understanding to … ridicule them.” 2
Hearts were softened among these Quaker residents, and soon about 200 were baptized, sometimes at the rate of eight to ten a week. The Prophet Joseph Smith stopped in “Mormon Hollow” for about two weeks in January 1840 in connection with a trip to Philadelphia and Washington, D.C. The Prophet spoke to the Saints at the West Nantmeal Seminary and stayed with the Hunter family. During the autumn of 1840, Hyrum Smith visited Edward. They attended conference in Philadelphia, and Brother Hunter “subscribed liberally to the building of the Nauvoo House and the Temple” (p. 229).
On a subsequent visit, Hyrum walked with Edward along the banks of the Brandywine River, and Edward told Hyrum about the death of his young son George Washington Hunter. Hyrum taught him of the plan of salvation. This brought great comfort to Brother Hunter, who had been “devotedly attached” to his son. About a year later, Brother Hunter had a dream wherein he saw his young son. “In appearance he was more perfect than in natural life—the same blue eyes, curly hair, fair complexion, and a most beautiful appearance,” said Edward. Edward begged him to remain, but George said “in his own familiar voice” that he had many friends in heaven (p. 230).

Exodus to Nauvoo

Edward had found financial success from the time he was a young man because of his hard work and good business sense. But he was also generous. In September 1841 Brother Hunter visited Nauvoo, Illinois, and purchased a farm and several town lots. He then returned to Chester County and sold two of his farms. In June 1842 the Hunter family moved to Nauvoo. Once there, he cheerfully donated $7,000 in cash and nearly $5,000 in goods to the Prophet Joseph for the building of Zion. He continued to donate generously, so much so, that the Prophet Joseph Smith told him he had done enough and to reserve the rest for his own use (p. 230).
In Nauvoo, as persecution against the Saints began to mount, Brother Hunter was arrested with others on the charge of treason and taken to Carthage Jail in June 1843. Now Edward had been wrongfully imprisoned as had his ancestor. Fortunately, the imprisonment was short, and all were soon sent free.
When the Prophet was put on trial in Springfield, Illinois, Brother Hunter was there. After the Prophet’s acquittal, Edward offered his home to the Prophet as a place of safety. Loyal and devoted, Edward became one of Joseph’s bodyguards. During this time, Brother Hunter enjoyed the confidence and friendship of the Prophet.
Among the revelations the Prophet received in the Hunter home were sections 127 and 128 of the Doctrine and Covenants concerning baptism for the dead. Of this time, Brother Hunter said, “The two years I was in Nauvoo with Joseph, it was one stream of revelations.” 3
As a member of the Nauvoo City Council, Edward voted to put an end to the Expositor, a libelous paper created by apostates and enemies of the Saints to encourage mob violence. Soon after the destruction of the press, the Prophet Joseph asked Brother Hunter to go to Springfield to represent the Church’s position to the governor.
“You have known me for several years,” said the Prophet to Edward. “Say to the governor, under oath, everything good and bad you know of me” (p. 230).
Brother Edward and two other men did so. They returned to Nauvoo late in the afternoon on 27 June 1844—about the same time Joseph and Hyrum were killed at Carthage Jail. Of the events following the Martyrdom, Edward wrote: “Next day, [Joseph and Hyrum’s] bodies were brought from Carthage to Nauvoo. We formed two lines to receive them; I was placed on the extreme right, to wheel in after the bodies, and march to the Mansion. As we passed the Temple, there were crowds of mourners there, lamenting the great loss of our Prophet and Patriarch. The scene was enough to almost melt the soul of man. Mr. Brewer, myself and others took brother Joseph’s body in to the Mansion House. … At midnight [we] carried the body of Joseph from the Mansion House to the Nauvoo House, and put him and Hyrum in one grave. Their death was hard to bear. Our hope was almost gone, not knowing then that Joseph had prepared for the Kingdom to go on, by delivering the keys to the Twelve and rolling off the burden from his shoulders on to theirs” (p. 231).

Ordained a Bishop in Nauvoo

Five months after the Martyrdom, President Brigham Young, assisted by Elder Heber C. Kimball and Presiding Bishop Newell K. Whitney, ordained Edward Hunter a high priest. He was then set apart as a bishop of the Nauvoo Fifth Ward. When he was promised that he should “have power to raise up the drooping spirit,” he felt simultaneously “a remarkable sensation thrilled through his being, confirming the truth of the speaker’s words” (p. 231).
Elder Orson F. Whitney wrote of Bishop Hunter’s character: “Honest, straightforward in his dealings, and candid even to bluntness in his speech, his heart overflowed with kindness and he enjoyed the love and confidence of all. Childlike and humble, he was nevertheless shrewd and discerning. He was charitable and open-handed to all. … He was a great exhorter to faithfulness, particularly in the payment of tithes and offerings. His familiar speech at the Bishop’s meetings: ‘Pay your tithing and be blessed,’ has passed into a proverb” (p. 232).
When the Saints were forced from Nauvoo, Bishop Hunter and many of the “Mormon Hollow Saints” left together in the spring or summer of 1846 and joined the main body of Latter-day Saints in Winter Quarters. Bishop Hunter had suffered from sickness in Iowa, but upon arrival at Winter Quarters, he again served as bishop.

Winter Quarters to Salt Lake Valley

As the hard winter of 1846–47 ended and the exodus to the Salt Lake Valley began, President Young appointed Bishop Hunter captain of 100 wagons. The group arrived on 29 September 1847. Once in the valley, Bishop Hunter again served as bishop.
In the fall of 1849 President Young sent Bishop Hunter back to the Missouri River to supervise the immigration of the poorer Saints to Zion. Bishop Hunter played an integral part in the implementation of the Perpetual Emigrating Fund (PEF). Under the direction of the First Presidency and as a member of the PEF committee, he helped “set in motion the vast emigrating enterprise which has peopled with souls from two hemispheres the mountain vales of Utah” (p. 231). Bishop Hunter’s generous donation of $5,000 of his own money literally helped build Zion.
On 7 April 1851, following the death of Newell K. Whitney, second Presiding Bishop, Edward Hunter was sustained as the third Presiding Bishop of the Church. At the time, “they were responsible for Church temporal affairs, for local bishops, and for stake Aaronic Priesthood quorums. Bishop Hunter met every two weeks with northern Utah bishops to coordinate efforts regarding public works, tithes, resources, immigration and immigrants, and the needy. However, the First Presidency, not the Presiding Bishopric, made finance and resource policy and called and released bishops.” 4
Two years later, during general conference on 6 April 1853, he laid the southwest cornerstone of the Salt Lake Temple.


Bishop Hunter’s Death

For 62 years Bishop Hunter watched over the temporal workings of the Church. He succeeded in his desire to magnify his calling in the Church and was a loyal and loving husband and father to his wife and children. He once said he hoped his life’s work was acceptable “in the sight of God and those who preside over me in this Latter-day work” (p. 232).
Bishop Hunter died on 16 October 1883 after a long illness. According to Elder Whitney: “His health had been feeble for a long time, though his mind was unimpaired, and for the last month he had frequently been absent from his office. Among those who visited his bedside during his illness were President John Taylor and Apostle Erastus Snow. So passed from this stage of action, where for over 90 years he had acted well and faithfully every part assigned him, a man of God as noted for his uprightness and integrity, as for his genial nature and overflowing kindness of heart. His memory will live as long as the great work with which he was identified, and which he labored so long and faithfully to establish” (p. 232).