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There are two sets of dates for her baptismal and Endowment. 12 and 20 of June 1881 and E. 27 and 28th of May 1890.
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Sent by Eva Armitage. D/o Ray James Cooper and Bertha Annettie Adams.
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There are several families of Cottrell located in the little cemetery of
Morrill.
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Sent by Connie Dabel.
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Sent by Mildred Wynes, Olive Agazzi
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D/o George Goad Jr and Mary Ellie Scott
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Sent by George Moore and Myron Robbins
D/o Floyd A. Graham and Florence Olive Hubbartt
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Sent by Ferron Hiatt
D/o Castulo Banos Guzman and Teresa Cordy.
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D/o John Franklin Hall and Emma Lou Inman
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Sent by Kay Hiatt, Marshalltown, Iowa. D/o Manoah Harrison and Millicent.
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Sent by Barbara A. Hawkins HIATT D/o Joseph Hawkins and Ruth Lindholm
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Horace never married. Sent by Velta Cleverley.
I was born in Plano, Fremont, Idaho on 6 April 1895. My parents were
Reuben Hiatt and Amanda Jane Rawson Hiatt.
When I was a little boy, I got mad at my sister Edna, and threw a hammer at her doll and broke it's head.
In the year 1902 at the age of nine years, I moved with my parents to
Nibley, Oregon. The night we arrived there, it was raining and was very dark. My uncles, William and James Rawson met us at the station in Union and took us to Grandpa Rawson's place in Nibley.
We rode in a big, white top hack, I was sitting in the back on the bottom
and the curtains were drawn and it was so dark, we couldn't see where we were
going.
We bought us a place there and Grandpa built us a house on it. On the 29
Aug 1902, my little sister Lenora Pearl died and on the 24 April 1903 my Little sister Viola was born.
On 1 Aug 1903, I was baptized by my uncle, William J. Rawson and on
Sunday, I was confirmed by my father, Reuben Hiatt.
On 8 Dec 1904 I received a patriarchal Blessing from my Grandpa Rawson.
I went to school about three years, my first teacher's name was Mrs. Webb.
She was nice to me and we all liked her very much. My second teacher was Lyman McBride and we all liked him too. He would take us for a long walk we went up in the hills one day for a May walk, and was gone all day and had a big time.
My next teacher was Mr. Louis, but he was as mean as sin and the kids never liked him at all.
Then we moved to Union, Oregon on the Hyrum Lucas ranch. I walked all the way and helped my brother William drive the cows. We had lots of fun on the old ranch. My sister Edna and I would go after the cows in the hill every night. There were lots of rattle snakes there and we were always afraid we would run into one. There was a grass that we called rattle snake grass. It would rattle when you touched it just like a rattle snake. One day, father and I were going down to the barn and I stepped out of the path into that grass and it made such a noise that father jumped and turned around. He thought it was a snake.
One day I was running down to the barn and a big rattle snake crossed the
road in front of me. I was running so fast I couldn't stop, so I gave a big
jump and jumped right over him and he rattled and went on.
On day, my brother William and I went up in the hill hunting and we stopped at a choke cherry bush and were eating cherries. Will happened to look down and there was a big rattle snake right by me curled up ready to strike. Will shot him in the mouth and killed him.
Then we moved from there into town. When I was twelve years old, I was
ordained a Deacon by my father. There I had the chicken-pox. I went to school again and got the mumps and had to stay in the house for three weeks The first week they were on the left side, the next week they were on the right. I thought I would soon by over them but the next week, I had them under my chin, so I had to stay another week, and then brother Will got them.
One day, I went with father to the saw mill after lumber, when we got back to the planning mill, Father let me hold the horses while he went to see where the lumber piled and while he was gone, the horses got frightened and ran away. They ran into the railroad track and stopped. Nobody was hurt, but badly scared.
In the spring of 1909, we moved to Nampa, Idaho there we farmed 160 acres of and for two years. I drove my horse and a section of harrow and Father plowed, my sister Ellen and family lived in a tent there on the place, and my nephew, Francis and I would quarrell about who would drive the horses to the barn and then, his father would let him drive them to the barn. My, I thought I was big.
In the fall of 1910 we moved by team and wagon to Rupert, Idaho. We
arrived here on Mother's birthday 14 Oct. We bought some lots south and west
of town and Grandpa Rawson and Uncel Will helped build us a house.
I started school again that winter. My teacher's name was Miss Mitchell.
She was a very good teacher. All of my teachers were good to me here in
Rupert.
Father and brother Will hauled baled hay from the farms to town and loaded it in the cars.
There was lots of small pox here that winter, they had a tent pitched just east of the railroad where we were loading hay. One day, I stayed by the car while they went after a load of hay. There was a poor fellow came out of the tent and asked me if I would go to the store and get him a plug of tobacco, he said he would leave a dime there on the ground by a tree and I could come and get it when he went back into the tent. But I was afraid to go for fear I'd get the small pox. I stood there wondering what to do and something told me not to be afraid of the small pox or I would get them sure. So, I ran over and got the dime and went to the store and bought the tobacco for him.
In the winter of 1911, I was ordained a Teacher, and Brother Hasty and I
visited the Ward as Ward Teachers, we had a good time.
We moved out on Dr. Higgins ranch and farmd his place. We had to haul
water in the winter. We tried to fix the well on that place. One day, I was
pulling down on the pry, we had to pull a pipe up and the pry came loose and
came down on my head. I had a pretty sore head for some time.
Then, we moved to the old man Huggins place and farmed it for one season.
Then we moved back to town and farmed C.A. Jones place went of town for two
years, while he was on his mission. Then, we moved out east of town about two and one half miles.
I was ordained a Priest by my uncle, Charles W. Wethreston.
In 1917, the big World War started over in France and in 1918, all of the men twenty-one and over were drafted. I was twenty-one so I was called to go. In Jun 1918, I lefthome for Camp Louis Washington. When we left, they gave me a big cigar. I put it in my pocket and when we got out amoung the hills in Oregon, I threw the cigar away out of the window.
Something went wrong with the train and it stopped. There was a man out in the field shocking grain and the boys got out and went over there and started to help shock. The train started out again, and they had to run and catch it.
The Red Cross girls in every town would meet the train with a little treat for us until we came to Le Grand, Oregon and they never gave us a thing and the boys called them stingy because they didn't give them anything.
We arrived in Camp Lewis, they sent us to the Depot Burgrade, and there we received our uniforms and guns.
Camp Lewis was sure a pretty place, the camp built by the hills and there
were big pine and fir trees there.
I stated int he Depot Burgrade awhile, then I was transferred to the 1sdt
Infantry in Company K. In June, July, and August we never had any rain and it sure was dry, the dust was about six inches deep on the drill grounds. Then, in Sept, it started to rain, and it rained off and on all winter. We never saw any snow there.
I was transferred to Company G., 1st Infantry and there we did most of our
training. We would take long hikes through the hills and they would show us
how they would advance on the enemy. They would fire one of their big guns and you could hear the bullets whistle over our heads. They would light out ahead of us and would burst and leave a big hole where it bursed, then we would go over there and find the little steel balls.
They had the Y.M.C.A. Camp there, and we would go there to the picture show and they would give lectures on the war and tell us what they were doing over there in Frances.
Then, I was transferred to Company R., 1st Infantry. We went through the
gas house. We had to put masks on in seven seconds and, believe me, we had to move fast. They took us through a building full of tear gas, and when we got in there, they made us take our masks off. When we tood the masks off, the gas got in our eyes, and we couldn't see where we were going.
One day, they took us to the barber shop and had our hair cut short. We
heard we were going to leave for France in about two weeks. But, on 11 Nov
1918 the Armistice was signed and we never had to go. On 5 July 1919 I
recieved my discharge from the Army and arrived home about 8 July. It sure
seemed good to get home again.
On 1 Spent 1920, Father died. We lived on the ranch a year after that, then we came to town, we bought a house and three lots.
I went to work for D.W. Mancur, I worked for him for several years, then he rented a big ranch over on Raft River and I worked over there for two years. While there, I was hauling a load of woven wire in from the field and went to go through a ditch and the wire slid forward and pushed me off on the tongue between the horses and scared them and they started to run. I fell off the wagon and the wagon ran over me. I was hurt pretty bad and they brought me home and I never went back.
I then worked for Mr. Stilwell in Emmerson for the rest of the summer.
Then, in the fall of 1929 Mr. W.C. Dawson came here from Blackfoot and wanted
me to take the agency for the Deseret News. So, on 1 Sept 1929 I started
delivering papers.
I am now delivering the Deseret News, the Salt Lake Tribune and the Idaho
Daily Statesman. I have been in the paper business for a little over four
years and still going.
B&Bap-Early Union OR ward rec F #20327
End-Idaho Falls Temple end slip
Uncle Horace never married
D-State of Idaho cert F #4479