On the birth registration certificate from the GRO (General Register Office) it gives the birthplace for Mary Glover as New Town, Pemberton, Lancaster (now Lancashire), England
This is the information from the certificate:
Registration District: Wigan
1869 birth in the Sub-district of Pemberton in the County of Lancaster
#482
Date & Place: Thirtieth January 1869, New Town, Pemberton
Name: Mary
Sex: girl
Father: James Glover
Mother: Mary Glover, formerly Atherton
Occupation of father: Laborer at Colliery
Informant: The mark (X) of Mary Glover, Mother, New Town, Pemberton
Registered: Fifteenth February 1869
Jeffery Baynes, Registrar
I REMEMBER GRANDMOTHER [MARY GLOVER] JOHNSON
by Bertha Jolley Heaton
She was ever so small in stature and always looked so neat and clean. It's funny, but I can't remember anything about grandmother that wasn't just right. I think she worried a lot about business transactions and they were not a few throughout her years. I never heard her sing a solo or give a speech, but she was an artist in her work. Some would say she had a "green thumb", or that she was and expert seamstress and cook--her accomplishments were many. Her life was spent in caring for her family and making the little things in life more beautiful. The joy of work was her entertainment.
When I think of grandmother, many pleasant scenes that happened while I was young come to mind. I was always happy to go to Grandmother's to sleep. Each time I had a wonderful experience. Eating supper with her...the first celery I ever tasted grew in her garden. I can still remember how delicious it was--and her butter--it had a special flavor. During the summer when her cows were fresh, she would put the butter away in a crock jar in the cellar. Grandmother was a wonderful cook. I remember how I loved the quiet peaceful evenings when we were sitting before the fireplace watching the firelight flicker on the beautiful braided or crocheted rugs which she had spent so many hours in making.
Christmas at Grandmothers--I can still see the Christmas tree with sparkling tinsel and lighted candles, the fragrant smell of pine and fresh popcorn. Once while Santa was reaching for the gifts on the tree, his sleeve caught on fire. What excitement! But no harm done. Grandmother's houseplants were rare--her Wandering Jew, Star of Bethlehem, and many others did so well. She always raised a garden and had a cow and chickens to care for, with orchard, lawns and flowers. Also she had some sewing project such as quilts, rugs, knitting or crocheting.
Most of her family moved away from Tropic. Uncle Joe, Uncle Amasa and Aunt Karma went to St. George, Aunt Maggie to Nevada, and Mother to Salt Lake City, so she was left alone and decided to move to St. George where Aunt Karma and Uncle Leo built her two rooms on their home. She spent her remaining years busy with her housework and although almost blind, she cared for herself until January 22, 1950, when she passed away.
----
MY VALENTINE
To Joseph--
When I am with Thee
I know perfect peace,
Storm seemeth sunshine
With our love to increase.
Trials are the locks
That make thee more my own.
All earth seems fashioned
For us two alone.
The flowers breathe and then
Give again thy sweetness.
The sun absorbs thy rays
Again but to release--
Thy soul's great beauty
Is thy soul's completeness.
When I am with thee
I know perfect peace.
With all my love, Mary
Tropic, Utah
Feb. 14, 1903
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[Joseph Johnson's reply to Mary Glover Johnson Feb. 20, 1903]:
DEAR WIFE
The loving words of kindness that you composed for me,
Are what I've long desired, just words of Love from thee.
They say that you, dear Mary, with children all at home
Are thinking of me daily, while away from you I roam.
The time that you have longed for is the great wish of my heart
When I can always stay at home and no more from you depart.
When first in life we started together as if one--
I thought it would be easy to obtain for you a home.
I've worked both late and early and tried to do my best
But our home is very small yet, although we have been blessed.
You know that I have loved you as man doth love his own,
And through this life I'll labor for your comfort and a home.
I love you, dearest Mary, you are my darling wife;
For you on earth I'll labor, and for you I'd give my life.
If I but had the power and wealth at my command
I'd build for you a mansion so beautiful and grand.
I'd furnish it with plenty and finish it complete.
And if all the world was mine, I'd place it at your feet.
I've often wished, dear Mary, that you could happy be
And always love me truly as I have loved but thee.
Now if you could but do so, that happy I might be,
Please, will you just remember to manifest your love to me.
I pray that God may bless you and fill your heart with Joy,
And bless our loving children, our girls and darling boy.
Your ever loving husband Joseph.
This is the information from the certificate:
Registration District: Wigan
1869 birth in the Sub-district of Pemberton in the County of Lancaster
#482
Date & Place: Thirtieth January 1869, New Town, Pemberton
Name: Mary
Sex: girl
Father: James Glover
Mother: Mary Glover, formerly Atherton
Occupation of father: Laborer at Colliery
Informant: The mark (X) of Mary Glover, Mother, New Town, Pemberton
Registered: Fifteenth February 1869
Jeffery Baynes, Registrar
I REMEMBER GRANDMOTHER [MARY GLOVER] JOHNSON
by Bertha Jolley Heaton
She was ever so small in stature and always looked so neat and clean. It's funny, but I can't remember anything about grandmother that wasn't just right. I think she worried a lot about business transactions and they were not a few throughout her years. I never heard her sing a solo or give a speech, but she was an artist in her work. Some would say she had a "green thumb", or that she was and expert seamstress and cook--her accomplishments were many. Her life was spent in caring for her family and making the little things in life more beautiful. The joy of work was her entertainment.
When I think of grandmother, many pleasant scenes that happened while I was young come to mind. I was always happy to go to Grandmother's to sleep. Each time I had a wonderful experience. Eating supper with her...the first celery I ever tasted grew in her garden. I can still remember how delicious it was--and her butter--it had a special flavor. During the summer when her cows were fresh, she would put the butter away in a crock jar in the cellar. Grandmother was a wonderful cook. I remember how I loved the quiet peaceful evenings when we were sitting before the fireplace watching the firelight flicker on the beautiful braided or crocheted rugs which she had spent so many hours in making.
Christmas at Grandmothers--I can still see the Christmas tree with sparkling tinsel and lighted candles, the fragrant smell of pine and fresh popcorn. Once while Santa was reaching for the gifts on the tree, his sleeve caught on fire. What excitement! But no harm done. Grandmother's houseplants were rare--her Wandering Jew, Star of Bethlehem, and many others did so well. She always raised a garden and had a cow and chickens to care for, with orchard, lawns and flowers. Also she had some sewing project such as quilts, rugs, knitting or crocheting.
Most of her family moved away from Tropic. Uncle Joe, Uncle Amasa and Aunt Karma went to St. George, Aunt Maggie to Nevada, and Mother to Salt Lake City, so she was left alone and decided to move to St. George where Aunt Karma and Uncle Leo built her two rooms on their home. She spent her remaining years busy with her housework and although almost blind, she cared for herself until January 22, 1950, when she passed away.
----
MY VALENTINE
To Joseph--
When I am with Thee
I know perfect peace,
Storm seemeth sunshine
With our love to increase.
Trials are the locks
That make thee more my own.
All earth seems fashioned
For us two alone.
The flowers breathe and then
Give again thy sweetness.
The sun absorbs thy rays
Again but to release--
Thy soul's great beauty
Is thy soul's completeness.
When I am with thee
I know perfect peace.
With all my love, Mary
Tropic, Utah
Feb. 14, 1903
--------
[Joseph Johnson's reply to Mary Glover Johnson Feb. 20, 1903]:
DEAR WIFE
The loving words of kindness that you composed for me,
Are what I've long desired, just words of Love from thee.
They say that you, dear Mary, with children all at home
Are thinking of me daily, while away from you I roam.
The time that you have longed for is the great wish of my heart
When I can always stay at home and no more from you depart.
When first in life we started together as if one--
I thought it would be easy to obtain for you a home.
I've worked both late and early and tried to do my best
But our home is very small yet, although we have been blessed.
You know that I have loved you as man doth love his own,
And through this life I'll labor for your comfort and a home.
I love you, dearest Mary, you are my darling wife;
For you on earth I'll labor, and for you I'd give my life.
If I but had the power and wealth at my command
I'd build for you a mansion so beautiful and grand.
I'd furnish it with plenty and finish it complete.
And if all the world was mine, I'd place it at your feet.
I've often wished, dear Mary, that you could happy be
And always love me truly as I have loved but thee.
Now if you could but do so, that happy I might be,
Please, will you just remember to manifest your love to me.
I pray that God may bless you and fill your heart with Joy,
And bless our loving children, our girls and darling boy.
Your ever loving husband Joseph.
On the birth registration certificate from the GRO (General Register Office) it gives the birthplace for Mary Glover as New Town, Pemberton, Lancaster (now Lancashire), England
This is the information from the certificate:
Registration District: Wigan
1869 birth in the Sub-district of Pemberton in the County of Lancaster
#482
Date & Place: Thirtieth January 1869, New Town, Pemberton
Name: Mary
Sex: girl
Father: James Glover
Mother: Mary Glover, formerly Atherton
Occupation of father: Laborer at Colliery
Informant: The mark (X) of Mary Glover, Mother, New Town, Pemberton
Registered: Fifteenth February 1869
Jeffery Baynes, Registrar
I REMEMBER GRANDMOTHER [MARY GLOVER] JOHNSON
by Bertha Jolley Heaton
She was ever so small in stature and always looked so neat and clean. It's funny, but I can't remember anything about grandmother that wasn't just right. I think she worried a lot about business transactions and they were not a few throughout her years. I never heard her sing a solo or give a speech, but she was an artist in her work. Some would say she had a "green thumb", or that she was and expert seamstress and cook--her accomplishments were many. Her life was spent in caring for her family and making the little things in life more beautiful. The joy of work was her entertainment.
When I think of grandmother, many pleasant scenes that happened while I was young come to mind. I was always happy to go to Grandmother's to sleep. Each time I had a wonderful experience. Eating supper with her...the first celery I ever tasted grew in her garden. I can still remember how delicious it was--and her butter--it had a special flavor. During the summer when her cows were fresh, she would put the butter away in a crock jar in the cellar. Grandmother was a wonderful cook. I remember how I loved the quiet peaceful evenings when we were sitting before the fireplace watching the firelight flicker on the beautiful braided or crocheted rugs which she had spent so many hours in making.
Christmas at Grandmothers--I can still see the Christmas tree with sparkling tinsel and lighted candles, the fragrant smell of pine and fresh popcorn. Once while Santa was reaching for the gifts on the tree, his sleeve caught on fire. What excitement! But no harm done. Grandmother's houseplants were rare--her Wandering Jew, Star of Bethlehem, and many others did so well. She always raised a garden and had a cow and chickens to care for, with orchard, lawns and flowers. Also she had some sewing project such as quilts, rugs, knitting or crocheting.
Most of her family moved away from Tropic. Uncle Joe, Uncle Amasa and Aunt Karma went to St. George, Aunt Maggie to Nevada, and Mother to Salt Lake City, so she was left alone and decided to move to St. George where Aunt Karma and Uncle Leo built her two rooms on their home. She spent her remaining years busy with her housework and although almost blind, she cared for herself until January 22, 1950, when she passed away.
----
MY VALENTINE
To Joseph--
When I am with Thee
I know perfect peace,
Storm seemeth sunshine
With our love to increase.
Trials are the locks
That make thee more my own.
All earth seems fashioned
For us two alone.
The flowers breathe and then
Give again thy sweetness.
The sun absorbs thy rays
Again but to release--
Thy soul's great beauty
Is thy soul's completeness.
When I am with thee
I know perfect peace.
With all my love, Mary
Tropic, Utah
Feb. 14, 1903
--------
[Joseph Johnson's reply to Mary Glover Johnson Feb. 20, 1903]:
DEAR WIFE
The loving words of kindness that you composed for me,
Are what I've long desired, just words of Love from thee.
They say that you, dear Mary, with children all at home
Are thinking of me daily, while away from you I roam.
The time that you have longed for is the great wish of my heart
When I can always stay at home and no more from you depart.
When first in life we started together as if one--
I thought it would be easy to obtain for you a home.
I've worked both late and early and tried to do my best
But our home is very small yet, although we have been blessed.
You know that I have loved you as man doth love his own,
And through this life I'll labor for your comfort and a home.
I love you, dearest Mary, you are my darling wife;
For you on earth I'll labor, and for you I'd give my life.
If I but had the power and wealth at my command
I'd build for you a mansion so beautiful and grand.
I'd furnish it with plenty and finish it complete.
And if all the world was mine, I'd place it at your feet.
I've often wished, dear Mary, that you could happy be
And always love me truly as I have loved but thee.
Now if you could but do so, that happy I might be,
Please, will you just remember to manifest your love to me.
I pray that God may bless you and fill your heart with Joy,
And bless our loving children, our girls and darling boy.
Your ever loving husband Joseph.
This is the information from the certificate:
Registration District: Wigan
1869 birth in the Sub-district of Pemberton in the County of Lancaster
#482
Date & Place: Thirtieth January 1869, New Town, Pemberton
Name: Mary
Sex: girl
Father: James Glover
Mother: Mary Glover, formerly Atherton
Occupation of father: Laborer at Colliery
Informant: The mark (X) of Mary Glover, Mother, New Town, Pemberton
Registered: Fifteenth February 1869
Jeffery Baynes, Registrar
I REMEMBER GRANDMOTHER [MARY GLOVER] JOHNSON
by Bertha Jolley Heaton
She was ever so small in stature and always looked so neat and clean. It's funny, but I can't remember anything about grandmother that wasn't just right. I think she worried a lot about business transactions and they were not a few throughout her years. I never heard her sing a solo or give a speech, but she was an artist in her work. Some would say she had a "green thumb", or that she was and expert seamstress and cook--her accomplishments were many. Her life was spent in caring for her family and making the little things in life more beautiful. The joy of work was her entertainment.
When I think of grandmother, many pleasant scenes that happened while I was young come to mind. I was always happy to go to Grandmother's to sleep. Each time I had a wonderful experience. Eating supper with her...the first celery I ever tasted grew in her garden. I can still remember how delicious it was--and her butter--it had a special flavor. During the summer when her cows were fresh, she would put the butter away in a crock jar in the cellar. Grandmother was a wonderful cook. I remember how I loved the quiet peaceful evenings when we were sitting before the fireplace watching the firelight flicker on the beautiful braided or crocheted rugs which she had spent so many hours in making.
Christmas at Grandmothers--I can still see the Christmas tree with sparkling tinsel and lighted candles, the fragrant smell of pine and fresh popcorn. Once while Santa was reaching for the gifts on the tree, his sleeve caught on fire. What excitement! But no harm done. Grandmother's houseplants were rare--her Wandering Jew, Star of Bethlehem, and many others did so well. She always raised a garden and had a cow and chickens to care for, with orchard, lawns and flowers. Also she had some sewing project such as quilts, rugs, knitting or crocheting.
Most of her family moved away from Tropic. Uncle Joe, Uncle Amasa and Aunt Karma went to St. George, Aunt Maggie to Nevada, and Mother to Salt Lake City, so she was left alone and decided to move to St. George where Aunt Karma and Uncle Leo built her two rooms on their home. She spent her remaining years busy with her housework and although almost blind, she cared for herself until January 22, 1950, when she passed away.
----
MY VALENTINE
To Joseph--
When I am with Thee
I know perfect peace,
Storm seemeth sunshine
With our love to increase.
Trials are the locks
That make thee more my own.
All earth seems fashioned
For us two alone.
The flowers breathe and then
Give again thy sweetness.
The sun absorbs thy rays
Again but to release--
Thy soul's great beauty
Is thy soul's completeness.
When I am with thee
I know perfect peace.
With all my love, Mary
Tropic, Utah
Feb. 14, 1903
--------
[Joseph Johnson's reply to Mary Glover Johnson Feb. 20, 1903]:
DEAR WIFE
The loving words of kindness that you composed for me,
Are what I've long desired, just words of Love from thee.
They say that you, dear Mary, with children all at home
Are thinking of me daily, while away from you I roam.
The time that you have longed for is the great wish of my heart
When I can always stay at home and no more from you depart.
When first in life we started together as if one--
I thought it would be easy to obtain for you a home.
I've worked both late and early and tried to do my best
But our home is very small yet, although we have been blessed.
You know that I have loved you as man doth love his own,
And through this life I'll labor for your comfort and a home.
I love you, dearest Mary, you are my darling wife;
For you on earth I'll labor, and for you I'd give my life.
If I but had the power and wealth at my command
I'd build for you a mansion so beautiful and grand.
I'd furnish it with plenty and finish it complete.
And if all the world was mine, I'd place it at your feet.
I've often wished, dear Mary, that you could happy be
And always love me truly as I have loved but thee.
Now if you could but do so, that happy I might be,
Please, will you just remember to manifest your love to me.
I pray that God may bless you and fill your heart with Joy,
And bless our loving children, our girls and darling boy.
Your ever loving husband Joseph.
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