Nancy Ann (Hunt) Daley's parents were:
Capt. Jefferson Hunt, b. Jan. 20, 1803 in Bracken County, KY. and d. May 11, 1879 in Oxford, Franklin County, Idaho &
Celia Mounts, b. Sep. 19, 1805 in Lincoln County, KY. and d. Jan. 28, 1897 in San Bernardino, San Bernardino County, CA.

On Dec. 1, 1823, Capt. Jefferson Hunt and Celia Mounts were married in Albion, Edwards county, IL.

Jefferson & Celia Hunt's children were:
Jefferson Hunt, Jane (Julia) Hunt, Hyrum Hunt, Harriet Hunt, John Hunt, Gilbert Hunt, Marshall Hunt, Joseph Hunt, Parley Hunt, Mary Hunt, Nancy Ann (Hunt) Daley.

On Jul. 24, 1846, Nancy Hunt and Edward Daley were married in Bear Creek, IA.
They traveled to Salt Lake City, UT in 1851 and on to San Bernardino arriving June 1851.

Edward and Nancy Daley's children were:
1. * Moses Laomi Daley, b. Sep. 12, 1847 and d. Nov. 13, 1878 at age 31 after having his leg amputation following a wagon accident in Tooele, Tooele county, UT.
2. * Celia Elizabeth Daley, b. Jun. 6, 1849 in Council Bluffs, Pottawattamie County, IA. and d. May 12, 1940 at age 90 in San Bernardino, San Bernardino County, CA. Celia marr. Ballard Mitchell Wall.
3. * Edward Daley Jr., b. 1851 near St. George, Washington county, UT. and d. 1901 in San Bernardino, San Bernardino county, CA. Edward marr. Georgiana Elizabeth Strong.
4. * Charles Jefferson "Jeff" Daley, b. Feb. 3, 1855 in San Bernardino, San Bernardino County, CA. and d. Mar. 12, 1952 at the age of 97 in San Bernardino County, CA. Jeff marr. Edna Talmadge.
5. * John Arthur Daley, b. Nov. 13, 1856 and d. Jul. 10, 1885.
6. * Grace Daley, b. Jul. 25, 1859 and d. at the age of 4 on Aug. 6, 1863.
7. * Annetta Daley, b. Apr. 1853 in San Bernardino, San Bernardino County, CA. and d. Dec. 7, 1936 at the age of 83 in San Bernardino, San Bernardino County, CA. Annetta marr. Joseph Sherman Bright.
8. * Judge Frank Barber Daley, b. May 13, 1861 in Agua Mansa (Colton), San Bernardino County, CA. and d. Jan. 11, 1924 in San Bernardino, San Bernardino County, CA. Frank marr. Alma Marian Martin.
9. * Mary Elizabeth "May" Daley, b. Feb. 19, 1866 in San Bernardino, San Bernardino County, CA. and d. Jan. 25, 1943 in San Bernardino County, CA. May marr. George Edward Archer.
10. * Kate Burdick Daley, b. Aug. 2, 1868 in San Bernardino, San Bernardino County, CA. and d. Apr. 13, 1941 at the age of 72 in San Bernardino, San Bernardino County, CA. Kate marr. George Lincoln Bryant.
11. * Louise Daley, b. Aug. 29, 1863 in CA. and d. Apr. 10, 1957 at the age of 93 in Merced County, CA. Louise marr. Frank L. Higgins.

Edward and Nancy raised two lawyers, one becoming a judge and three daughters who became school teachers.

San Bernardino Daily Sun (San Bernardino, CA.), P. 1, Col. 5-6 and P. 4, Col. 3-5
Mon., Dec. 27, 1920
"Grandma" Daley, One of Valley's Pioneer Mothers, Takes the Long Journey
The blessing of her quiet life
Fell on us like the dew;
And good thoughts where her footsteps pressed
Like fairy blossoms grew." - John Greenleaf Whittier
"Grandma" Daley died yesterday!
And if you would walk in her garden at 796 Arrowhead avenue today you would feel somehow that even the flowers know it - there is that indefinable something in the atmosphere which seems to say that their Beloved has gone away.
Hundreds of people at one time or another have found their way over the doorway of the home where this kindly spirit reigned for 56 years, and they have never come away without receiving something from the little lady - if it were not whole-hearted hospitality that was uppermost, then it was that cheeriness of outlook which made the one coming away bring something more intangible and sweeter than the flowers in her garden, something which rather made one ashamed to repine in the full magnificence of youth which was his or hers.
There is something so inadequate about the written word when it comes to saying anything about the richness and fullness of the life that was "Grandma" Daley's. Who can hope to transmute anything so intangible? Who can hope to more than suggest the wealth of her womanliness, the triumph of her character over the near-defeats of life, no less than over the pettier troubles which are the heritage of all Earth People?
Yet for all this, her life was a quiet one - there were no heights of fame for her to scale, no especially unusual experiences perhaps, just the life of one of the pioneer women of the West - a life full of heartaches, discouragements, hardships of the builders of a country balanced against the simple joys of a real home and the knowledge that all was well with her and her dear ones, that she had in truth turned her house into a home - than which there can be no finer tribute given, for on such simple homes is based a country's greatness.
She Loved the Flowers
For many years of "Grandma" Daley's life, each birthday was made a sort of gala event, and only last year, 1919, on August 10, she received hundreds of people, who came to bring her flowers - wild flowers perhaps from the children, and rare garden blooms from the grown-ups, both mingled with the rarer blooms of affection. Her home was a bower of flowers, and in the midst of it the little lady with the silvered hair smiled and asked after some one - always after someone else. Just a few days before, she suffered a fall which prevented her from sitting up, but with the aid of her daughters and granddaughters, she dispensed the hospitality for which the Daley home has always been noted, and at the age of 92, was the interested center of the occasion. Over a year has slipped away since then and in August of this year, she was unable to receive many callers, but her birthday was remembered by her loved ones as usual and by many friends.
There is, of course, in the death of "Grandma" Daley the sorrow which inevitably comes with the passing of a dear one, but on the other hand, her passing is a rather wonderful thing. For it is the passing of one who has lived to the fullest, even though it might be in a quiet and unassuming way; the passing of one who to the last was interested, always in others rather than herself; one who kept in touch with the progress of the world events. She had been in gradually failing health for some months, though her mental faculties were ever alert and inquiring, and the only thing which concerned her at all was that she might be a burden to her loved ones - again thinking of others. And for that, she need not have worried at all, for her children and grandchildren loved her beyond measure.
As the End Approached
It seemed that she was sinking last May, on the nineteenth, and all her children who were away from here were telegraphed to. Then she rallied the next day, and grew gradually better through the months until the past few weeks when she suffered considerably. She had been interested in the plans for Christmas, and was unusually bright and happy Christmas Day, exclaiming over her gifts from loved ones with all the spirit of her younger years. Her children were in and out all day Saturday, spending a most happy time, and will have this day to treasure always in their memories. At midnight, she was restless and a physician was called, after her children here had been sent for. It seemed there was no immediate cause for anxiety, but in spite of this, her son, Frank B. Daley; her daughters, Mrs. Bryant Mrs. Wall and Mrs. Bright; her granddaughter, Miss Millicent Daley, and Mrs. George Daley, Mrs. Ed Laurance and Mrs. Frank Daley, were continual watchers until about noon yesterday, when Grandma Daley seemed to be resting easily, and they went home for a brief rest. At 2:30 Mrs. Daley roused and asked the nurse, Mrs. Reynolds, if she thought that was the end, and added, "I have so many blessings to be thankful for." Before the nurse returned from the telephone she had passed away. It is a singular coincidence that just 26 years ago to the day, Mrs. Daley's sister, Mrs. Sheldon Stoddard, died.
C. J. Daley was in the mountains yesterday and did not learn of his mother's death until his return at 4 o'clock. The other children, who remain, are F. B. Daley, between whom and his mother there were ties of affection that were unusually strong, for he was her "baby"; Mrs. Kate Bryant, who had made her home next door to her mother for the last few years; Mrs. B. M. Wall and Mrs. J. S. Bright, all of San Bernardino; Mrs. F. L. Higgins of Merced and Mrs. George Archer of San Francisco. One sister also survives, Mrs. Mary Black of Montana.
Nancy Hunt was the daughter of intrepid, clean-souled and God-fearing parents, Jefferson and Celia Hunt, and her advent into the world on Aug. 10, 1827 at Albion, Ill., on a farm near the Wabash river, was heralded with great joy, for she was the first daughter in the family. The family grew to be a large one, and perhaps it was the unselfish care of those younger than herself, perhaps in part, the close unstudied communion with nature, which laid the foundation later for that wonderful sympathy and love she had for all children.
When Nancy was but a little wondering-eyed girl of 9, her father bought a farm some 30 miles from Quincy, Ill., and with the family, she went there to live for the next eight years. Then when she was 17, they went to live on land acquired from the Pottawattamie Indians, near Council Bluffs, Ia. Nancy was a joyously wistful maiden, and skilled in all the housewifely arts, so that it was not strange that she should fall in love. But at this time the war with Mexico broke out, and there was much bidding of good-byes with a smile on the face and a tear in the heart. This happened at the Hunt home, too, and Nancy's father and two of her brothers enlisted in a company of which the former was made captain.
When the company reached New Mexico, Captain Hunt sent for his family, but Nancy did not go - she stayed at Council Bluffs and married Edward Daley. This occurred on July 24, 1846. Two children were born to them there, and then in 1849 came the insistent call to the gold fields of the glorious west. So, one bright day found the Daley family with provisions and their dearest treasures starting out in prairie schooners for the long, long trek across the plains and the desert to the promised Land. Adventurers a-plenty there were in those days, and in the intervals when traveling was impossible because off the winter slush and sleet and storms, there was always the Indians to have a round with - and later the bounty which came from the government.
Captain Hunt was with them on this journey. He had led an expedition up from New Mexico to Utah previously and accompanied a train of immigrants to California. So again he came, this time going back with his daughter and her family. They entered the San Bernardino valley on June 20, 1851, and were the founders of the city, and the men built the first roads to these nearby mountains in order to get the lumber to build the first houses.
Pioneer Recollections
Many a vivid tale has "Grandma" Daley told of the first years in this valley, and of the time when they lived in the old fort. This fort was made up of a number of log cabins set close together, and it was situated on what is now Arrowhead avenue between Third and Fourth streets. There were the times when it was attacked by Indians; the big time on the Fourth of July when Pioneer Park was first dedicated, as it were, by a celebration which included all the whites and all the Mexicans for miles around; the times when in her especial cabin Grandma Daley entertained many of the notables of the time, Judge de la Guerra of Santa Barbara, Don Pío Pico, one time governor of California, and others. And the Daley cabin was a particularly homelike one, because nothing would do but the ruling spirit of it must have woven rugs for the floor and furniture which reflected the sturdiness of the period. Always her home has been one of just such unstinted hospitality as she showed in those days toward all who should come within its walls.
Through the years which followed, there came to the Daley family children until there were 11, five sons and six daughters. One of the girls died when quite young, and three of the sons just at manhood, leaving seven who are still living. The beloved husband and father, Edward Daley, died in 1896.
Nancy Daley was a member of the Pioneer society, and often in the years when she was able to be about did she join in the celebrations held at the log cabin. And when she was made Queen of the May, never say the Pioneers, was there a merrier of more charming ruler, and never one who had a more devoted retinue. So today, the pioneers are thinking of her too, and remembering her for her many acts of loving kindness.
She was a member of the First Baptist church here, and though for many years she has been unable to attend, still she remembered always the members and activities of the church in her prayers.
So, in her old-fashioned garden where bloom the sweet-smelling narcissus lilies which she loved, the birds come and go and sing as they have done for all the years when she walked among them, and sat perhaps under the wide-spreading pepper tree which she planted some 50 years ago, and the lilies breathe of the spring which is coming in a few months, and even more insistently of the Eternal springtime into which the beloved little lady has just entered.
Funeral arrangements are pending the arrival of her daughters from the north and will be made later. She had always wished for Rev. Mark B. Shaw to officiate at her funeral, as she was a member of the Baptist church, but she had often remarked that she would also like an invitation sent to each pastor in town to be at the last service, for each of them had visited her and she thought much of their kindness to her. The Mark B. Shaw Company is in charge of arrangements.

*Photo courtesy of City of San Bernardino Historical and Pioneer Society