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 Henrietta <I>Keyes</I> Hales

Henrietta Keyes Hales

Birth
Waverly, Pike County, Ohio, USA
Death 23 Feb 1901 (aged 78)
Kaysville, Davis County, Utah, USA
Burial Kaysville, Davis County, Utah, USA
Plot 2-49-B-10
Memorial ID 121137 · View Source
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Daughter of Samuel Keyes and Nancy Ann Delgarn

Married Alonzo Wells Newcomb Whitney, 1839, Palmyra, Union, Ohio

Children - Don Carlos Whitney, Samuel Alonzo Whitney

Married Newell Kimball Whitney, 26 Jan 1846, Nauvoo, Hancock, Illiois

Married Stephen Hales Jr., 23 Dec 1851, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah

Children - Henrietta Hales, Elmyra Louise Hales, George Washington Hales, Zelnorah Jane Hales

History - Henrietta, who crossed the plains with the first company, came into Salt Lake on July 24, 1847. She was born on the December 25, 1821 at Chilicothe, Ohio in Pike Co. She lived there until a young woman.

Her mother died in 1832, leaving two daughters. She was the youngest one at two years of age. She grew to womanhood there and went out to work. She was very bright and quick to learn. She could recite any verse in the Bible at the age of six and was well educated with the schooling at that time.

She went to New York, where she met Alonzo Wells Newcombe Whitney. They were married in 1839. The LDS missionaries visited their home soon after. One of them was Alonzo's uncle, a Brother Rich. They asked permission to stay there over night or two. Alonzo told them yes. They were welcome to stay, but they wanted not one word of religion spoken of in his house.

Time went on, and one day Alonzo came home and said to his wife, "Well I am going to join that church. What are you going to do?" She was quite surprised to hear this, for he had been so bitter against it. She listened to him for quite a while. Then said to him, So! You have decided to be baptized and join the church. Yes, he said, I have. She was a Methodist and he was a Presbyterian so it was not long before they both became a member of the LDS church.

There was a great deal of excitement when this conversion became known. Ministers came from far and near to dissuade them but to no avail. She went to visit her father and he was very pleased to see her, but was so displeased when he learned that she had joined the Mormon Church. When she left she told him that she would do all she could to save him, and he said no you won't. If I can't save myself you can't. But after he died he came to her and asked her to be baptized for him. They lived in New York until their second son was born in 1842. Then they moved to Nauvoo, Illinois.

Her husband filled two missions for the church in connection with his Uncle Charles C. Rich. He came home from the second mission and lived just six weeks and died. He was buried in Nauvoo. He left his wife and two little boys; Samuel Keyes Whitney and Don Carlos Whitney.

On Sept. 13, 1845, the people of Nauvoo were attacked by a mob who tried to drive them from homes, and at this time William Anderson and one of his sons Harold and another man was killed at Hauns Mills, on September 17, the mob succeeded in their purpose.

How well my grandmother remembered that horrible journey. They were driven straight down the street, which they lived on to the Mississippi River. How they carried only a few of their belongings with them. They could look back and see their doors standing wide open and all their furniture and everything they owned in their houses. Never to see them again.

When they got to the Mississippi River and got on the ferry and crossed the river they were out of the United States Territory. There was a lot of sickness and suffering among the people. Some of the people were so destitute. She related how the quail were so tame, that the women and children could pick them up without any trouble. It seems as if the Lord provided a way for them.

Henrietta's youngest boy, three years old, took very sick and she had to carry him in her arms and walked all the way from the Mississippi River to Mt. Pisgah, then on to the Missouri River. Four days after they arrived at Winter Quarters, Don Carlos died and was laid to rest as a little martyr.

The Prophet Joseph Smith promised Alonzo Whitney on his death bed, that he could go in peace and that he would see to it that his wife and children would be sealed to him, and his temple work done. At that time a women had to marry a man before he could stand as a proxy, for her husband. So the prophet Joseph Smith, saw to it that this work was done in 1846.

Henrietta Keyes Whitney married Bishop Newel K. Whitney, who furnished a good team of oxen, a good milk cow, also a good driver by the name of Archie Hill to take her and her child to Utah. One of her oxen died and she had to put her cow with her other oxen to pull her share of the load.

Henrietta would milk her cow in the morning and strain the mild into a churner, and then put it into the back of the wagon. By night it would be churned into butter. She would help with the sick many times. The mothers would give birth to their babies and they would be delayed a few hours on their way, but were able to catch up later with their train with everyone coming along fine.

When they stopped for the night they would make a big circle with their wagons and turned the oxen out to feed. They would have a jolly time when everyone was well. Playing their instruments and singing. Sometimes the Indians would try to stamp their oxen and caused a lot of trouble for them.

She related how she arrived in Salt Lake on July 24, 1847. They lived on Immigration St. in the Seventh Ward, which is now 32nd South adjacent street to Pioneer Square. She endured all these hardships with our beloved pioneers coming from across the plains.

She witnessed so many of the dear souls who died with the cholera wrapped in a sheet or a blanket and laid in the grave, dug with a stick not to deep because they only had sticks to dig with. No caskets or a box and covered up with very little dirt. They would look back many times and saw the coyotes pawing at the graves left behind on the plains. The cholera was very bad.

She has told us many times that they have had meetings the evenings and they would all seem so well, but by three or four o'clock in the morning there would be some of them dead. They would take it so quick.


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  • Maintained by: SMSmith
  • Originally Created by: Utah State Historical Society
  • Added: 2 Feb 2000
  • Find A Grave Memorial 121137
  • Find A Grave, database and images (https://www.findagrave.com : accessed ), memorial page for Henrietta Keyes Hales (25 Dec 1822–23 Feb 1901), Find A Grave Memorial no. 121137, citing Kaysville City Cemetery, Kaysville, Davis County, Utah, USA ; Maintained by SMSmith (contributor 46491005) .