Born in Wales, joined the Mormon church, crossed the ocean and the plains and came to Utah with wife, Elizabeth Cadwallader Davies. Lived in the Sugar House Ward in Salt Lake City.
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John Davies
Copied from records of Leigh William Clark
Our Grandshire, John Davies, was born at Manmouthshire, South Wales. His mother died at his birth, and his father's name is unknown, as he was at sea at the time of his birth, and the nurse, whose name was Alice Davies, adopted the little one and called him after her. It is not definitely known if she was married, or a spinster, or whether the father returned to claim it but we hope by our efforts to discover the true circumstances of his birth and however, we do know he must have been born of goodly parents and was well taught, as he was full of principle. Honest, virtuous, industrious, religious and firm to his convictions. Through his conversion to the faith of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and by his faithfulness and zeal he converted his wife, and family; his youngest child, being 12 years of age when they all came into the church and later immigrated from Pembrokeshire, South Wales, to join the body of the church in Salt Lake City, Utah. He and his wife crossed the plains and suffered the privations and trials of the company of saints with ox teams and his wife had typhoid fever but was spared to join their children who had proceeded them three years before and arrived in October 1865.
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John Davies and Elizabeth Cadwalader Davies
By Bessie Clark Butterfield
(Niece of William George Davis)
Reminiscence of my grandparents: Grandfather John Davies was a man of great modesty; would never undress before a man, his word was "By gause I'll let no person see my naked body." He was very regular in his habits, always cut his nails on Friday night and shaved on Saturday night and cleaned his shoes.
Was very particular about his clean underwear and would not put on a sock with a hole; he always spoke the plain truth and despised fibs and excuses; he was also strong on punctuality and reliability; he had the name of being dependable. If john gave his word he would do anything, or go anywhere, John would be "on the job"; much of this I learned from friends of his, whom we met in Wales, and, who spoke of his characteristics and his staunch friendship; he also stoutly defended the gospel.
His family being the only one who belonged to the church in the village of Manorbier, he walked three miles to meetings with his two boys and later with mother (Frances) who was twelve when she was baptized.
Aunt Alice was the last to join the church; she lived with a family of distant relatives by the name of Rogers on Caldy Island near Tenby, so was much away from home. Grandmother Elizabeth Cadwalader Davies was baptized just before emigrating.
Uncle Joseph, and William, Uncle James Crane and Aunt Alice came first and stayed in New York for some time before coming here. Mother came all alone when a girl of seventeen, three years later in 1865. Grandfather and grandmother arrived in the called, I think in the fall.
Grandfather Davies was a careful, painstaking laborer, he was expert in quarry work and in drilling, also ca coal miner; he was also good at mason work and a basket and chair bottom weaver; he was combative and tho small in stature a brave fighter; he was light hearted, and had a vein of humor. I've heard grandma say many times, "John, thou art a fool". She was very sober and serious minded, positive, and could not endure any foolishness, a woman full of charity and mercy, very generous, but frugal in her own wants; she was not as religious as grandpa but always lived up to the golden rule and truly her neighbors really better than herself.
Grandfather Davies was very humble and had no pride except in his work, which he sought to do better than anyone else. Grandmother had the pride and dignity of an Indian, and could not endure anything slipshod or careless, or work half done; she loved peace and order, disliked confusion or outward show, and never bragged; her motto "Let not your left hand know what your right hand doeth". She never spoke of her charity; had great pity and kindness to a fallen woman. She always honored her sex; a true royal descendant of King Cadwalader.
She was a wise counselor to her husband and children; if the children wanted any foolish pleasure they went to their father, then ‘Twould be "John surely thou ou'tn't encouraging such a thing?" He would plead, "Oh, Betsey let the little maid have it"; such was the difference.
Grandmother was tall and moderately built, large dark grey eyes, dark brown wavy hair, and dark complexion; grandfather very fair, blue eyes, thick hair, small nose; square chin, short in stature and muscular; a kind indulgent father; grandmother affectionate, but sensible.
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The following is copied from a letter by a woman who was raised in the same household where Alice Crane lived. Alice was the daughter of John Davies and Elizabeth Cadwalader and sister to William George Davis. She married James Crane.
Herriman, Utah
July 16, 1923
Mrs. E. E. Huffaker,
Dear Cousin Ettie, I received your letter a few days ago. I was unable to see Annie till last night so I will write this morning.
Grandfather Davis was born in 1801, died at our home in 1881, as to the date I cannot locate it.
He died early in the morning, while Auntie was getting breakfast, he went outside without his cane. Mother met him and asked him how he was feeling. He just looked at her, making no answer. So mother came in from the house, asked Auntie if she'd noticed her father going outside without his cane, with that he came in, looked at them, passed into the room where slept.
He was gone sometime so Auntie stepped in to see if he was all right; he was kneeling as she thot in prayer so she left him. He was such a long time so mother went and touched him on the shoulder and shook him. His head dropped. Mother called to Auntie and told her he was dead. Mother took him by the shoulders, laid him out on the floor. Aunt Rachel ran to the hay field where father was working and brought him to the house.
The following day father and Auntie took him to Salt Lake City to be buried.
This is all the information I can get, I hope it will be of some use to you.
Love from your cousin
Mary C. Jensen (Mrs. Mary C. Jensen was formerly Mary Crane, daughter of James Crane and Alice Davies)
Mrs. Elizabeth Cadwalader Davies, wife of John Davies, died shortly before in the same year, without having any previous illness incident thereto. These, the parents of William George Davis, both died while William was on his mission in England, as before noted herein. They were dependable sturdy people, endowed with longevity.
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John Davies
Copied from records of Leigh William Clark
Our Grandshire, John Davies, was born at Manmouthshire, South Wales. His mother died at his birth, and his father's name is unknown, as he was at sea at the time of his birth, and the nurse, whose name was Alice Davies, adopted the little one and called him after her. It is not definitely known if she was married, or a spinster, or whether the father returned to claim it but we hope by our efforts to discover the true circumstances of his birth and however, we do know he must have been born of goodly parents and was well taught, as he was full of principle. Honest, virtuous, industrious, religious and firm to his convictions. Through his conversion to the faith of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and by his faithfulness and zeal he converted his wife, and family; his youngest child, being 12 years of age when they all came into the church and later immigrated from Pembrokeshire, South Wales, to join the body of the church in Salt Lake City, Utah. He and his wife crossed the plains and suffered the privations and trials of the company of saints with ox teams and his wife had typhoid fever but was spared to join their children who had proceeded them three years before and arrived in October 1865.
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John Davies and Elizabeth Cadwalader Davies
By Bessie Clark Butterfield
(Niece of William George Davis)
Reminiscence of my grandparents: Grandfather John Davies was a man of great modesty; would never undress before a man, his word was "By gause I'll let no person see my naked body." He was very regular in his habits, always cut his nails on Friday night and shaved on Saturday night and cleaned his shoes.
Was very particular about his clean underwear and would not put on a sock with a hole; he always spoke the plain truth and despised fibs and excuses; he was also strong on punctuality and reliability; he had the name of being dependable. If john gave his word he would do anything, or go anywhere, John would be "on the job"; much of this I learned from friends of his, whom we met in Wales, and, who spoke of his characteristics and his staunch friendship; he also stoutly defended the gospel.
His family being the only one who belonged to the church in the village of Manorbier, he walked three miles to meetings with his two boys and later with mother (Frances) who was twelve when she was baptized.
Aunt Alice was the last to join the church; she lived with a family of distant relatives by the name of Rogers on Caldy Island near Tenby, so was much away from home. Grandmother Elizabeth Cadwalader Davies was baptized just before emigrating.
Uncle Joseph, and William, Uncle James Crane and Aunt Alice came first and stayed in New York for some time before coming here. Mother came all alone when a girl of seventeen, three years later in 1865. Grandfather and grandmother arrived in the called, I think in the fall.
Grandfather Davies was a careful, painstaking laborer, he was expert in quarry work and in drilling, also ca coal miner; he was also good at mason work and a basket and chair bottom weaver; he was combative and tho small in stature a brave fighter; he was light hearted, and had a vein of humor. I've heard grandma say many times, "John, thou art a fool". She was very sober and serious minded, positive, and could not endure any foolishness, a woman full of charity and mercy, very generous, but frugal in her own wants; she was not as religious as grandpa but always lived up to the golden rule and truly her neighbors really better than herself.
Grandfather Davies was very humble and had no pride except in his work, which he sought to do better than anyone else. Grandmother had the pride and dignity of an Indian, and could not endure anything slipshod or careless, or work half done; she loved peace and order, disliked confusion or outward show, and never bragged; her motto "Let not your left hand know what your right hand doeth". She never spoke of her charity; had great pity and kindness to a fallen woman. She always honored her sex; a true royal descendant of King Cadwalader.
She was a wise counselor to her husband and children; if the children wanted any foolish pleasure they went to their father, then ‘Twould be "John surely thou ou'tn't encouraging such a thing?" He would plead, "Oh, Betsey let the little maid have it"; such was the difference.
Grandmother was tall and moderately built, large dark grey eyes, dark brown wavy hair, and dark complexion; grandfather very fair, blue eyes, thick hair, small nose; square chin, short in stature and muscular; a kind indulgent father; grandmother affectionate, but sensible.
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The following is copied from a letter by a woman who was raised in the same household where Alice Crane lived. Alice was the daughter of John Davies and Elizabeth Cadwalader and sister to William George Davis. She married James Crane.
Herriman, Utah
July 16, 1923
Mrs. E. E. Huffaker,
Dear Cousin Ettie, I received your letter a few days ago. I was unable to see Annie till last night so I will write this morning.
Grandfather Davis was born in 1801, died at our home in 1881, as to the date I cannot locate it.
He died early in the morning, while Auntie was getting breakfast, he went outside without his cane. Mother met him and asked him how he was feeling. He just looked at her, making no answer. So mother came in from the house, asked Auntie if she'd noticed her father going outside without his cane, with that he came in, looked at them, passed into the room where slept.
He was gone sometime so Auntie stepped in to see if he was all right; he was kneeling as she thot in prayer so she left him. He was such a long time so mother went and touched him on the shoulder and shook him. His head dropped. Mother called to Auntie and told her he was dead. Mother took him by the shoulders, laid him out on the floor. Aunt Rachel ran to the hay field where father was working and brought him to the house.
The following day father and Auntie took him to Salt Lake City to be buried.
This is all the information I can get, I hope it will be of some use to you.
Love from your cousin
Mary C. Jensen (Mrs. Mary C. Jensen was formerly Mary Crane, daughter of James Crane and Alice Davies)
Mrs. Elizabeth Cadwalader Davies, wife of John Davies, died shortly before in the same year, without having any previous illness incident thereto. These, the parents of William George Davis, both died while William was on his mission in England, as before noted herein. They were dependable sturdy people, endowed with longevity.
Born in Wales, joined the Mormon church, crossed the ocean and the plains and came to Utah with wife, Elizabeth Cadwallader Davies. Lived in the Sugar House Ward in Salt Lake City.
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John Davies
Copied from records of Leigh William Clark
Our Grandshire, John Davies, was born at Manmouthshire, South Wales. His mother died at his birth, and his father's name is unknown, as he was at sea at the time of his birth, and the nurse, whose name was Alice Davies, adopted the little one and called him after her. It is not definitely known if she was married, or a spinster, or whether the father returned to claim it but we hope by our efforts to discover the true circumstances of his birth and however, we do know he must have been born of goodly parents and was well taught, as he was full of principle. Honest, virtuous, industrious, religious and firm to his convictions. Through his conversion to the faith of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and by his faithfulness and zeal he converted his wife, and family; his youngest child, being 12 years of age when they all came into the church and later immigrated from Pembrokeshire, South Wales, to join the body of the church in Salt Lake City, Utah. He and his wife crossed the plains and suffered the privations and trials of the company of saints with ox teams and his wife had typhoid fever but was spared to join their children who had proceeded them three years before and arrived in October 1865.
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John Davies and Elizabeth Cadwalader Davies
By Bessie Clark Butterfield
(Niece of William George Davis)
Reminiscence of my grandparents: Grandfather John Davies was a man of great modesty; would never undress before a man, his word was "By gause I'll let no person see my naked body." He was very regular in his habits, always cut his nails on Friday night and shaved on Saturday night and cleaned his shoes.
Was very particular about his clean underwear and would not put on a sock with a hole; he always spoke the plain truth and despised fibs and excuses; he was also strong on punctuality and reliability; he had the name of being dependable. If john gave his word he would do anything, or go anywhere, John would be "on the job"; much of this I learned from friends of his, whom we met in Wales, and, who spoke of his characteristics and his staunch friendship; he also stoutly defended the gospel.
His family being the only one who belonged to the church in the village of Manorbier, he walked three miles to meetings with his two boys and later with mother (Frances) who was twelve when she was baptized.
Aunt Alice was the last to join the church; she lived with a family of distant relatives by the name of Rogers on Caldy Island near Tenby, so was much away from home. Grandmother Elizabeth Cadwalader Davies was baptized just before emigrating.
Uncle Joseph, and William, Uncle James Crane and Aunt Alice came first and stayed in New York for some time before coming here. Mother came all alone when a girl of seventeen, three years later in 1865. Grandfather and grandmother arrived in the called, I think in the fall.
Grandfather Davies was a careful, painstaking laborer, he was expert in quarry work and in drilling, also ca coal miner; he was also good at mason work and a basket and chair bottom weaver; he was combative and tho small in stature a brave fighter; he was light hearted, and had a vein of humor. I've heard grandma say many times, "John, thou art a fool". She was very sober and serious minded, positive, and could not endure any foolishness, a woman full of charity and mercy, very generous, but frugal in her own wants; she was not as religious as grandpa but always lived up to the golden rule and truly her neighbors really better than herself.
Grandfather Davies was very humble and had no pride except in his work, which he sought to do better than anyone else. Grandmother had the pride and dignity of an Indian, and could not endure anything slipshod or careless, or work half done; she loved peace and order, disliked confusion or outward show, and never bragged; her motto "Let not your left hand know what your right hand doeth". She never spoke of her charity; had great pity and kindness to a fallen woman. She always honored her sex; a true royal descendant of King Cadwalader.
She was a wise counselor to her husband and children; if the children wanted any foolish pleasure they went to their father, then ‘Twould be "John surely thou ou'tn't encouraging such a thing?" He would plead, "Oh, Betsey let the little maid have it"; such was the difference.
Grandmother was tall and moderately built, large dark grey eyes, dark brown wavy hair, and dark complexion; grandfather very fair, blue eyes, thick hair, small nose; square chin, short in stature and muscular; a kind indulgent father; grandmother affectionate, but sensible.
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The following is copied from a letter by a woman who was raised in the same household where Alice Crane lived. Alice was the daughter of John Davies and Elizabeth Cadwalader and sister to William George Davis. She married James Crane.
Herriman, Utah
July 16, 1923
Mrs. E. E. Huffaker,
Dear Cousin Ettie, I received your letter a few days ago. I was unable to see Annie till last night so I will write this morning.
Grandfather Davis was born in 1801, died at our home in 1881, as to the date I cannot locate it.
He died early in the morning, while Auntie was getting breakfast, he went outside without his cane. Mother met him and asked him how he was feeling. He just looked at her, making no answer. So mother came in from the house, asked Auntie if she'd noticed her father going outside without his cane, with that he came in, looked at them, passed into the room where slept.
He was gone sometime so Auntie stepped in to see if he was all right; he was kneeling as she thot in prayer so she left him. He was such a long time so mother went and touched him on the shoulder and shook him. His head dropped. Mother called to Auntie and told her he was dead. Mother took him by the shoulders, laid him out on the floor. Aunt Rachel ran to the hay field where father was working and brought him to the house.
The following day father and Auntie took him to Salt Lake City to be buried.
This is all the information I can get, I hope it will be of some use to you.
Love from your cousin
Mary C. Jensen (Mrs. Mary C. Jensen was formerly Mary Crane, daughter of James Crane and Alice Davies)
Mrs. Elizabeth Cadwalader Davies, wife of John Davies, died shortly before in the same year, without having any previous illness incident thereto. These, the parents of William George Davis, both died while William was on his mission in England, as before noted herein. They were dependable sturdy people, endowed with longevity.
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John Davies
Copied from records of Leigh William Clark
Our Grandshire, John Davies, was born at Manmouthshire, South Wales. His mother died at his birth, and his father's name is unknown, as he was at sea at the time of his birth, and the nurse, whose name was Alice Davies, adopted the little one and called him after her. It is not definitely known if she was married, or a spinster, or whether the father returned to claim it but we hope by our efforts to discover the true circumstances of his birth and however, we do know he must have been born of goodly parents and was well taught, as he was full of principle. Honest, virtuous, industrious, religious and firm to his convictions. Through his conversion to the faith of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and by his faithfulness and zeal he converted his wife, and family; his youngest child, being 12 years of age when they all came into the church and later immigrated from Pembrokeshire, South Wales, to join the body of the church in Salt Lake City, Utah. He and his wife crossed the plains and suffered the privations and trials of the company of saints with ox teams and his wife had typhoid fever but was spared to join their children who had proceeded them three years before and arrived in October 1865.
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John Davies and Elizabeth Cadwalader Davies
By Bessie Clark Butterfield
(Niece of William George Davis)
Reminiscence of my grandparents: Grandfather John Davies was a man of great modesty; would never undress before a man, his word was "By gause I'll let no person see my naked body." He was very regular in his habits, always cut his nails on Friday night and shaved on Saturday night and cleaned his shoes.
Was very particular about his clean underwear and would not put on a sock with a hole; he always spoke the plain truth and despised fibs and excuses; he was also strong on punctuality and reliability; he had the name of being dependable. If john gave his word he would do anything, or go anywhere, John would be "on the job"; much of this I learned from friends of his, whom we met in Wales, and, who spoke of his characteristics and his staunch friendship; he also stoutly defended the gospel.
His family being the only one who belonged to the church in the village of Manorbier, he walked three miles to meetings with his two boys and later with mother (Frances) who was twelve when she was baptized.
Aunt Alice was the last to join the church; she lived with a family of distant relatives by the name of Rogers on Caldy Island near Tenby, so was much away from home. Grandmother Elizabeth Cadwalader Davies was baptized just before emigrating.
Uncle Joseph, and William, Uncle James Crane and Aunt Alice came first and stayed in New York for some time before coming here. Mother came all alone when a girl of seventeen, three years later in 1865. Grandfather and grandmother arrived in the called, I think in the fall.
Grandfather Davies was a careful, painstaking laborer, he was expert in quarry work and in drilling, also ca coal miner; he was also good at mason work and a basket and chair bottom weaver; he was combative and tho small in stature a brave fighter; he was light hearted, and had a vein of humor. I've heard grandma say many times, "John, thou art a fool". She was very sober and serious minded, positive, and could not endure any foolishness, a woman full of charity and mercy, very generous, but frugal in her own wants; she was not as religious as grandpa but always lived up to the golden rule and truly her neighbors really better than herself.
Grandfather Davies was very humble and had no pride except in his work, which he sought to do better than anyone else. Grandmother had the pride and dignity of an Indian, and could not endure anything slipshod or careless, or work half done; she loved peace and order, disliked confusion or outward show, and never bragged; her motto "Let not your left hand know what your right hand doeth". She never spoke of her charity; had great pity and kindness to a fallen woman. She always honored her sex; a true royal descendant of King Cadwalader.
She was a wise counselor to her husband and children; if the children wanted any foolish pleasure they went to their father, then ‘Twould be "John surely thou ou'tn't encouraging such a thing?" He would plead, "Oh, Betsey let the little maid have it"; such was the difference.
Grandmother was tall and moderately built, large dark grey eyes, dark brown wavy hair, and dark complexion; grandfather very fair, blue eyes, thick hair, small nose; square chin, short in stature and muscular; a kind indulgent father; grandmother affectionate, but sensible.
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The following is copied from a letter by a woman who was raised in the same household where Alice Crane lived. Alice was the daughter of John Davies and Elizabeth Cadwalader and sister to William George Davis. She married James Crane.
Herriman, Utah
July 16, 1923
Mrs. E. E. Huffaker,
Dear Cousin Ettie, I received your letter a few days ago. I was unable to see Annie till last night so I will write this morning.
Grandfather Davis was born in 1801, died at our home in 1881, as to the date I cannot locate it.
He died early in the morning, while Auntie was getting breakfast, he went outside without his cane. Mother met him and asked him how he was feeling. He just looked at her, making no answer. So mother came in from the house, asked Auntie if she'd noticed her father going outside without his cane, with that he came in, looked at them, passed into the room where slept.
He was gone sometime so Auntie stepped in to see if he was all right; he was kneeling as she thot in prayer so she left him. He was such a long time so mother went and touched him on the shoulder and shook him. His head dropped. Mother called to Auntie and told her he was dead. Mother took him by the shoulders, laid him out on the floor. Aunt Rachel ran to the hay field where father was working and brought him to the house.
The following day father and Auntie took him to Salt Lake City to be buried.
This is all the information I can get, I hope it will be of some use to you.
Love from your cousin
Mary C. Jensen (Mrs. Mary C. Jensen was formerly Mary Crane, daughter of James Crane and Alice Davies)
Mrs. Elizabeth Cadwalader Davies, wife of John Davies, died shortly before in the same year, without having any previous illness incident thereto. These, the parents of William George Davis, both died while William was on his mission in England, as before noted herein. They were dependable sturdy people, endowed with longevity.
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