Daughter of James L. Lane and Jane
Married Heman Hyde, 6 December 1856, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah
Sketch - At the age of forty-four, Elizabeth Lane became the third wife of Heman Hyde. After his death, thirteen years later, she still made her home ever welcome to his children and grandchildren, who particularly stayed there at conference time.
Some of Rosel's children called her "Granny Hyde," at her request; and William's children called her "Aunt Elizabeth." Rosel's daughter, Mary Ann Hyde Mortensen remembers "Granny Hyde" well, and that htey had to go up a "lot of steps" to get to her home. "Granny" would go to Kaysville at Christmas time and spend the holidays with Rosel's family. She always brought a big package of peanuts for the children, because she didn't they should have to wait 'til Christmas for everything. Mary didn't like peanuts and used to wonder why Granny didn't bring something else.
Another incident that Mary remembers is a time when she was at Elizabeth's home at conference time. It was a little chilly and Mary was about to light a fire to the papers in the stove, when Granny stopped her saying, "Oh, Mary, don't light that paper. I have a five dollar bill hidden in it." Whereupon she rummaged and found the five dollar bill.
Leona Cowley Olson remembers her mother, Abigail Hyde, William's daughter, telling about living in "Aunt Elizabeth's home while she and her brother attended the University of Utah. Rosel Hyde, now aged 87, son of Rosel, remembers Elizabeth and said about her. "We had Aunt Elizabeth out at the farm. She would come at different times and stay weeks or a month or so. I did not know, but I always thought that she was grandfather's wife. She belonged to one of the Hydes but I didn't know who.
In the days of polygamy we never questioned people. No one had much money, but Aunt Elizabeth always had enough to go back to Salt Lake City whenever she wanted to. She was a nice looking woman and straight as a bean pole; she was always dressed very neatly."
When Elizabeth got older (probably about 1981) Rosel built a room onto his house in Kaysville for her. She prepared to move into it, but when she arrived in Kaysville, Rosel's wife Hannah was quite ill, so Elizabeth would not stay. She died in 1897 and was buried near her husband Heman Hyde in Salt Lake City Cemetery.
Hyde, Elizabeth Lane, "Autobiagraphy [sic] of Elizabeth L. Hyde," Woman's Exponent, 15 Aug. 1896, 29.
Captain Edward Bunker was appointed to conduct us through. We started on our way West June 24, and arrived safe at Florence, and stopped there two weeks, and left for the plains July 30. I had always been isolated from the Church, so that I had not one particular friend; I seemed to travel all alone. I was allowed to bring 15 pounds of baggage; this was put on the cart with a man and his wife. This man had a wooden leg, his name was Thomas Evans, and he lives at Spanish Fork. He soon gave out in the deep sands of Nebraska, and his wife and myself took the cart all the way to Laramie.
When the man got better, I became lame while we were traveling in the Black hills, I had rheumatism in my ankles and had to give up pulling the cart. I made a friend of one of the teamsters, and he put a small bundle on the wagon for me, after Captain Bunker had refused to do so, and then I was free to walk alone. There was one man in the camp I shall always remember with gratitude, his name is John Cousins, he lives at Bear Lake. He has carried me on his back through many rivers, and when Captain Bunker put me out of the wagon at Laramie River, he picked me up and carried me through the water.
We finally came to Green River, and I was behind the camp; there was no one in sight and it was near sundown. I sat down and thought this is the last. After a while I began to ask myself what brought you here? I called myself a coward. So I got up and asked the Lord to help me, and prepared to wade the river; and the Lord did help me, and I got safe to the camp just as they were preparing to come after me. But the next morning I could not stand; I had been chilled through. Brother David Grant, then the Captain of our one hundred, was sent for and had me lifted into one of the wagons for the forenoon, and gave orders to the teamster that I should wade no more rivers, and the order was obeyed.
We arrived in Salt Lake City, Oct. 2, and camped on what is now the University Square, where we partook of a good supper after a fast of thirty hours.
Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, Edward Bunker Company (1856); Age at Departure: 44
Married Heman Hyde, 6 December 1856, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah
Sketch - At the age of forty-four, Elizabeth Lane became the third wife of Heman Hyde. After his death, thirteen years later, she still made her home ever welcome to his children and grandchildren, who particularly stayed there at conference time.
Some of Rosel's children called her "Granny Hyde," at her request; and William's children called her "Aunt Elizabeth." Rosel's daughter, Mary Ann Hyde Mortensen remembers "Granny Hyde" well, and that htey had to go up a "lot of steps" to get to her home. "Granny" would go to Kaysville at Christmas time and spend the holidays with Rosel's family. She always brought a big package of peanuts for the children, because she didn't they should have to wait 'til Christmas for everything. Mary didn't like peanuts and used to wonder why Granny didn't bring something else.
Another incident that Mary remembers is a time when she was at Elizabeth's home at conference time. It was a little chilly and Mary was about to light a fire to the papers in the stove, when Granny stopped her saying, "Oh, Mary, don't light that paper. I have a five dollar bill hidden in it." Whereupon she rummaged and found the five dollar bill.
Leona Cowley Olson remembers her mother, Abigail Hyde, William's daughter, telling about living in "Aunt Elizabeth's home while she and her brother attended the University of Utah. Rosel Hyde, now aged 87, son of Rosel, remembers Elizabeth and said about her. "We had Aunt Elizabeth out at the farm. She would come at different times and stay weeks or a month or so. I did not know, but I always thought that she was grandfather's wife. She belonged to one of the Hydes but I didn't know who.
In the days of polygamy we never questioned people. No one had much money, but Aunt Elizabeth always had enough to go back to Salt Lake City whenever she wanted to. She was a nice looking woman and straight as a bean pole; she was always dressed very neatly."
When Elizabeth got older (probably about 1981) Rosel built a room onto his house in Kaysville for her. She prepared to move into it, but when she arrived in Kaysville, Rosel's wife Hannah was quite ill, so Elizabeth would not stay. She died in 1897 and was buried near her husband Heman Hyde in Salt Lake City Cemetery.
Hyde, Elizabeth Lane, "Autobiagraphy [sic] of Elizabeth L. Hyde," Woman's Exponent, 15 Aug. 1896, 29.
Captain Edward Bunker was appointed to conduct us through. We started on our way West June 24, and arrived safe at Florence, and stopped there two weeks, and left for the plains July 30. I had always been isolated from the Church, so that I had not one particular friend; I seemed to travel all alone. I was allowed to bring 15 pounds of baggage; this was put on the cart with a man and his wife. This man had a wooden leg, his name was Thomas Evans, and he lives at Spanish Fork. He soon gave out in the deep sands of Nebraska, and his wife and myself took the cart all the way to Laramie.
When the man got better, I became lame while we were traveling in the Black hills, I had rheumatism in my ankles and had to give up pulling the cart. I made a friend of one of the teamsters, and he put a small bundle on the wagon for me, after Captain Bunker had refused to do so, and then I was free to walk alone. There was one man in the camp I shall always remember with gratitude, his name is John Cousins, he lives at Bear Lake. He has carried me on his back through many rivers, and when Captain Bunker put me out of the wagon at Laramie River, he picked me up and carried me through the water.
We finally came to Green River, and I was behind the camp; there was no one in sight and it was near sundown. I sat down and thought this is the last. After a while I began to ask myself what brought you here? I called myself a coward. So I got up and asked the Lord to help me, and prepared to wade the river; and the Lord did help me, and I got safe to the camp just as they were preparing to come after me. But the next morning I could not stand; I had been chilled through. Brother David Grant, then the Captain of our one hundred, was sent for and had me lifted into one of the wagons for the forenoon, and gave orders to the teamster that I should wade no more rivers, and the order was obeyed.
We arrived in Salt Lake City, Oct. 2, and camped on what is now the University Square, where we partook of a good supper after a fast of thirty hours.
Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, Edward Bunker Company (1856); Age at Departure: 44
Daughter of James L. Lane and Jane
Married Heman Hyde, 6 December 1856, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah
Sketch - At the age of forty-four, Elizabeth Lane became the third wife of Heman Hyde. After his death, thirteen years later, she still made her home ever welcome to his children and grandchildren, who particularly stayed there at conference time.
Some of Rosel's children called her "Granny Hyde," at her request; and William's children called her "Aunt Elizabeth." Rosel's daughter, Mary Ann Hyde Mortensen remembers "Granny Hyde" well, and that htey had to go up a "lot of steps" to get to her home. "Granny" would go to Kaysville at Christmas time and spend the holidays with Rosel's family. She always brought a big package of peanuts for the children, because she didn't they should have to wait 'til Christmas for everything. Mary didn't like peanuts and used to wonder why Granny didn't bring something else.
Another incident that Mary remembers is a time when she was at Elizabeth's home at conference time. It was a little chilly and Mary was about to light a fire to the papers in the stove, when Granny stopped her saying, "Oh, Mary, don't light that paper. I have a five dollar bill hidden in it." Whereupon she rummaged and found the five dollar bill.
Leona Cowley Olson remembers her mother, Abigail Hyde, William's daughter, telling about living in "Aunt Elizabeth's home while she and her brother attended the University of Utah. Rosel Hyde, now aged 87, son of Rosel, remembers Elizabeth and said about her. "We had Aunt Elizabeth out at the farm. She would come at different times and stay weeks or a month or so. I did not know, but I always thought that she was grandfather's wife. She belonged to one of the Hydes but I didn't know who.
In the days of polygamy we never questioned people. No one had much money, but Aunt Elizabeth always had enough to go back to Salt Lake City whenever she wanted to. She was a nice looking woman and straight as a bean pole; she was always dressed very neatly."
When Elizabeth got older (probably about 1981) Rosel built a room onto his house in Kaysville for her. She prepared to move into it, but when she arrived in Kaysville, Rosel's wife Hannah was quite ill, so Elizabeth would not stay. She died in 1897 and was buried near her husband Heman Hyde in Salt Lake City Cemetery.
Hyde, Elizabeth Lane, "Autobiagraphy [sic] of Elizabeth L. Hyde," Woman's Exponent, 15 Aug. 1896, 29.
Captain Edward Bunker was appointed to conduct us through. We started on our way West June 24, and arrived safe at Florence, and stopped there two weeks, and left for the plains July 30. I had always been isolated from the Church, so that I had not one particular friend; I seemed to travel all alone. I was allowed to bring 15 pounds of baggage; this was put on the cart with a man and his wife. This man had a wooden leg, his name was Thomas Evans, and he lives at Spanish Fork. He soon gave out in the deep sands of Nebraska, and his wife and myself took the cart all the way to Laramie.
When the man got better, I became lame while we were traveling in the Black hills, I had rheumatism in my ankles and had to give up pulling the cart. I made a friend of one of the teamsters, and he put a small bundle on the wagon for me, after Captain Bunker had refused to do so, and then I was free to walk alone. There was one man in the camp I shall always remember with gratitude, his name is John Cousins, he lives at Bear Lake. He has carried me on his back through many rivers, and when Captain Bunker put me out of the wagon at Laramie River, he picked me up and carried me through the water.
We finally came to Green River, and I was behind the camp; there was no one in sight and it was near sundown. I sat down and thought this is the last. After a while I began to ask myself what brought you here? I called myself a coward. So I got up and asked the Lord to help me, and prepared to wade the river; and the Lord did help me, and I got safe to the camp just as they were preparing to come after me. But the next morning I could not stand; I had been chilled through. Brother David Grant, then the Captain of our one hundred, was sent for and had me lifted into one of the wagons for the forenoon, and gave orders to the teamster that I should wade no more rivers, and the order was obeyed.
We arrived in Salt Lake City, Oct. 2, and camped on what is now the University Square, where we partook of a good supper after a fast of thirty hours.
Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, Edward Bunker Company (1856); Age at Departure: 44
Married Heman Hyde, 6 December 1856, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah
Sketch - At the age of forty-four, Elizabeth Lane became the third wife of Heman Hyde. After his death, thirteen years later, she still made her home ever welcome to his children and grandchildren, who particularly stayed there at conference time.
Some of Rosel's children called her "Granny Hyde," at her request; and William's children called her "Aunt Elizabeth." Rosel's daughter, Mary Ann Hyde Mortensen remembers "Granny Hyde" well, and that htey had to go up a "lot of steps" to get to her home. "Granny" would go to Kaysville at Christmas time and spend the holidays with Rosel's family. She always brought a big package of peanuts for the children, because she didn't they should have to wait 'til Christmas for everything. Mary didn't like peanuts and used to wonder why Granny didn't bring something else.
Another incident that Mary remembers is a time when she was at Elizabeth's home at conference time. It was a little chilly and Mary was about to light a fire to the papers in the stove, when Granny stopped her saying, "Oh, Mary, don't light that paper. I have a five dollar bill hidden in it." Whereupon she rummaged and found the five dollar bill.
Leona Cowley Olson remembers her mother, Abigail Hyde, William's daughter, telling about living in "Aunt Elizabeth's home while she and her brother attended the University of Utah. Rosel Hyde, now aged 87, son of Rosel, remembers Elizabeth and said about her. "We had Aunt Elizabeth out at the farm. She would come at different times and stay weeks or a month or so. I did not know, but I always thought that she was grandfather's wife. She belonged to one of the Hydes but I didn't know who.
In the days of polygamy we never questioned people. No one had much money, but Aunt Elizabeth always had enough to go back to Salt Lake City whenever she wanted to. She was a nice looking woman and straight as a bean pole; she was always dressed very neatly."
When Elizabeth got older (probably about 1981) Rosel built a room onto his house in Kaysville for her. She prepared to move into it, but when she arrived in Kaysville, Rosel's wife Hannah was quite ill, so Elizabeth would not stay. She died in 1897 and was buried near her husband Heman Hyde in Salt Lake City Cemetery.
Hyde, Elizabeth Lane, "Autobiagraphy [sic] of Elizabeth L. Hyde," Woman's Exponent, 15 Aug. 1896, 29.
Captain Edward Bunker was appointed to conduct us through. We started on our way West June 24, and arrived safe at Florence, and stopped there two weeks, and left for the plains July 30. I had always been isolated from the Church, so that I had not one particular friend; I seemed to travel all alone. I was allowed to bring 15 pounds of baggage; this was put on the cart with a man and his wife. This man had a wooden leg, his name was Thomas Evans, and he lives at Spanish Fork. He soon gave out in the deep sands of Nebraska, and his wife and myself took the cart all the way to Laramie.
When the man got better, I became lame while we were traveling in the Black hills, I had rheumatism in my ankles and had to give up pulling the cart. I made a friend of one of the teamsters, and he put a small bundle on the wagon for me, after Captain Bunker had refused to do so, and then I was free to walk alone. There was one man in the camp I shall always remember with gratitude, his name is John Cousins, he lives at Bear Lake. He has carried me on his back through many rivers, and when Captain Bunker put me out of the wagon at Laramie River, he picked me up and carried me through the water.
We finally came to Green River, and I was behind the camp; there was no one in sight and it was near sundown. I sat down and thought this is the last. After a while I began to ask myself what brought you here? I called myself a coward. So I got up and asked the Lord to help me, and prepared to wade the river; and the Lord did help me, and I got safe to the camp just as they were preparing to come after me. But the next morning I could not stand; I had been chilled through. Brother David Grant, then the Captain of our one hundred, was sent for and had me lifted into one of the wagons for the forenoon, and gave orders to the teamster that I should wade no more rivers, and the order was obeyed.
We arrived in Salt Lake City, Oct. 2, and camped on what is now the University Square, where we partook of a good supper after a fast of thirty hours.
Mormon Pioneer Overland Travel, Edward Bunker Company (1856); Age at Departure: 44
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