Parents-Christen Poulsen Bak & Cathrine Elsabeth Peirath
Brother-Anders Poulsen
Grandparents-Johan Frederik Peirath 1798- & Else Nieldatter 1799-1875
They were all born in Denmark.
Else Marie Peirath – Her Story
by Geneva Frost Gilbert
Else Marie Peirath. Tante Else, to our family. Tante (prounced Tanta) told us that when she was a little girl she had scarlet fever and her temperature was so high it caused her to lose her eyesight. Her parents had a little house next to the Lutheran church. They made an agreement with the priest of the Lutherans that they would take care of Tante Else as long as she lived, then they should keep the house.
My father, Anders Peter Frost and Soren Rasmussen from Utah were both serving missions in Denmark at that time. Father was there from 1899 to 1901. They knew Tante. She was baptized in the LDS Church. This angered the Lutheran priest who told Tante to get out and that she could no longer live in the house. Two missionaries took Tante to the ship where she was put on lower class and the Elders were put in upper class. Tante said she was so seasick she vomited and had a time finding her way to the bathroom, as no one assisted her.
When in Chicago they kept her on the ship for a long time. The missionaries left and took Tante's passport with them. Tante was almost returned to Denmark. Tante, at that time, spoke no English and was acquainted with no one. She prayed hard to the Lord for help. She heard a cabin boy speak Danish and called to him to come, in her Danish language. Tante asked him to call the Church in Salt Lake City which he did. My father Peter Frost and Soren Rasmussen signed to be responsible to care for her. She came to our home to live with us.
At that time we lived in the Benson Ward in Cache County, Utah. We had a two- story home on a farm. Tante and some of us children had a bedroom upstairs. Father, Mother and babies slept downstairs.
When I was about four years old we moved to Salt Lake City where Father had a hay, grain and seed business across from the temple grounds where Utah Woolen Mills now stands. Our home was 61 West Fourth North. It was a light-colored brick house on the hillside so our main living quarters were on ground level but up and to the front of the house we had a living room and a couple of bedrooms. Father had a stairway built up to the outside to the apartment where Tante lived. Dorothea and I slept in a room across the little hall from Tante. Her home was always warm.
Tante did a lot of temple work. We children would take turns getting up and before school, taking her to the temple in the street car. After school someone would go for her and take her up to State Street to the public library where Tante learned many things. She knew geography, history, literature, etc. She also learned to type on a typewriter and write braille. Letters were formed by punching them on the braille background. She read them by running her finger over the bumps on the pages.
Often at nights, Dorthea and I would go and stand by Tante's door. She would say "come now". We would go in and Tante would put us in her featherbed. She would slide in between us with her braille book under the covers and proceed to read stories to us in the dark. We loved her like our own sister but always treated her with respect.
I remember one time at the table when the food was being passed around. I said, "Tante, do you want some potatoes?" She said, "If you please". I did not dish anything for her. My mother said, "Geneva!" I said I didn't know if she wanted any or not. One look from my mother and I quickly dished up the potatoes. I knew my place at once.
We all loved Tante. She also had many Danish friends from Salt Lake City. Different children grew to love her as they were all eager to help take her places. I remember taking her down in the annex of the Salt Lake Temple where there were the old, long church benches of solid wood. They were heavy and painted to look like hardwood. The patrons would put their suitcases, purses, coats, etc. on the bench. I would take Tante to the entrance of the temple, I could see inside but I could not go in. I left Tante there alone, but the temple workers were always there to escort her inside. I remember standing there looking in and thinking someday I'm going to be married there, and I was, on June 29, 1927 by Joseph Fielding Smith who was then an apostle. He later became president of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
Tante was good to all who helped her. In the summer we always had "Old Maids' Day" at Liberty Park. What a day! We took boat rides around the little lake, played on the slides, etc. It was so much fun. She treated us with a nickel ice cream cone.
As the children grew older, father sold our Salt Lake home and moved to Oakley, Summit County, Utah where we had a farm with milk cows, pigs, chickens, etc. When we moved we found a family who lived a block south of us in Salt Lake who made a home for Tante. Sister Shephards was her name. Tante was still in the same ward with Bishop Osborn JP Widtsoe and she did have to walk a block further to church.
Our family visited Tante often and she came to stay with us during the summer. She was always knitting or doing some kind of handiwork. She had a frame with nails around it that she would weave yarn around on the back and then tie each cross with heavy thread. We would cut part of the top yarn threads so it looked like little balls all over it. She made beautiful American flags, etc. They made lovely pillows for couches, etc.
She was truly a wonderful friend. After we children were married and in our own homes we visited her Salt Lake home and she in turn visited our homes during summer vacations.
Mother died May 2, 1935. Tante was concerned how father would manage without his life companion. It was very difficult but he lived with us children. We loved him deeply and learned much from him. He died of heart failure February 1, 1942.
Tante died Tuesday April 6, 1943, valiant, brave, courageous, faithful and true to all her friends. We all love and honor the memory of her. She will always be remembered as part of our family.
Note: The word tante is the Danish equivalent of Aunt.
"Tante" Else Marie Peirath
Author unknown
Born in Holdbjerg, Denmark June 4, 1863. Resident of Salt Lake City, Utah for forty years. Worked in the Salt Lake Temple. Blind, yet had taken many prizes for her fine sewing, weaving and handwork.
Survived by a nephew, Carl Peirath, of Detroit, Michigan.
Tante died at the age of 76 on Tuesday, April 6, 1943. She resided at 100 West 3rd North. Although blind 70 years, she was the Utah State Fair prize exhibitor. She never missed an exhibition at the fair from the year 1909, nor failed to win less than eight blue ribbons and six red ribbons from that time on. Today she has more than 200 ribbons of which some were made into pillow tops for her friends. On Tuesday morning in 1939, Peirath journeyed to the fairgrounds to enter her exhibits which consisted of a sleeveless, crocheted sweater made from old unraveled yarn, an afghan of old woolen yarn, a knitted lace buffet set of three pieces, a table runner and centerpiece, and knitted lace for a pillow case. She accomplished thirty years of display.
Native of Denmark, blind since the age of six as a result of scarlet fever. She came to the U.S. traveling alone. At the port of entry in Boston, Peirath was held for sixty days by immigration ending approval for admittance to the country. She has lived in Salt Lake City ever since.
To the little old lady, the advent of passenger cars and automobiles has brought semi-retirement. After years of traveling abroad, alone and unafraid, she cannot risk waiting for buses on auto-thronged streets, and cannot distinguish between the sound of a motor car or train.
She lived in the old Nineteenth Ward with Osborn JP Widstoe presiding as bishop.
(This is possibly an obituary)
Brother-Anders Poulsen
Grandparents-Johan Frederik Peirath 1798- & Else Nieldatter 1799-1875
They were all born in Denmark.
Else Marie Peirath – Her Story
by Geneva Frost Gilbert
Else Marie Peirath. Tante Else, to our family. Tante (prounced Tanta) told us that when she was a little girl she had scarlet fever and her temperature was so high it caused her to lose her eyesight. Her parents had a little house next to the Lutheran church. They made an agreement with the priest of the Lutherans that they would take care of Tante Else as long as she lived, then they should keep the house.
My father, Anders Peter Frost and Soren Rasmussen from Utah were both serving missions in Denmark at that time. Father was there from 1899 to 1901. They knew Tante. She was baptized in the LDS Church. This angered the Lutheran priest who told Tante to get out and that she could no longer live in the house. Two missionaries took Tante to the ship where she was put on lower class and the Elders were put in upper class. Tante said she was so seasick she vomited and had a time finding her way to the bathroom, as no one assisted her.
When in Chicago they kept her on the ship for a long time. The missionaries left and took Tante's passport with them. Tante was almost returned to Denmark. Tante, at that time, spoke no English and was acquainted with no one. She prayed hard to the Lord for help. She heard a cabin boy speak Danish and called to him to come, in her Danish language. Tante asked him to call the Church in Salt Lake City which he did. My father Peter Frost and Soren Rasmussen signed to be responsible to care for her. She came to our home to live with us.
At that time we lived in the Benson Ward in Cache County, Utah. We had a two- story home on a farm. Tante and some of us children had a bedroom upstairs. Father, Mother and babies slept downstairs.
When I was about four years old we moved to Salt Lake City where Father had a hay, grain and seed business across from the temple grounds where Utah Woolen Mills now stands. Our home was 61 West Fourth North. It was a light-colored brick house on the hillside so our main living quarters were on ground level but up and to the front of the house we had a living room and a couple of bedrooms. Father had a stairway built up to the outside to the apartment where Tante lived. Dorothea and I slept in a room across the little hall from Tante. Her home was always warm.
Tante did a lot of temple work. We children would take turns getting up and before school, taking her to the temple in the street car. After school someone would go for her and take her up to State Street to the public library where Tante learned many things. She knew geography, history, literature, etc. She also learned to type on a typewriter and write braille. Letters were formed by punching them on the braille background. She read them by running her finger over the bumps on the pages.
Often at nights, Dorthea and I would go and stand by Tante's door. She would say "come now". We would go in and Tante would put us in her featherbed. She would slide in between us with her braille book under the covers and proceed to read stories to us in the dark. We loved her like our own sister but always treated her with respect.
I remember one time at the table when the food was being passed around. I said, "Tante, do you want some potatoes?" She said, "If you please". I did not dish anything for her. My mother said, "Geneva!" I said I didn't know if she wanted any or not. One look from my mother and I quickly dished up the potatoes. I knew my place at once.
We all loved Tante. She also had many Danish friends from Salt Lake City. Different children grew to love her as they were all eager to help take her places. I remember taking her down in the annex of the Salt Lake Temple where there were the old, long church benches of solid wood. They were heavy and painted to look like hardwood. The patrons would put their suitcases, purses, coats, etc. on the bench. I would take Tante to the entrance of the temple, I could see inside but I could not go in. I left Tante there alone, but the temple workers were always there to escort her inside. I remember standing there looking in and thinking someday I'm going to be married there, and I was, on June 29, 1927 by Joseph Fielding Smith who was then an apostle. He later became president of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
Tante was good to all who helped her. In the summer we always had "Old Maids' Day" at Liberty Park. What a day! We took boat rides around the little lake, played on the slides, etc. It was so much fun. She treated us with a nickel ice cream cone.
As the children grew older, father sold our Salt Lake home and moved to Oakley, Summit County, Utah where we had a farm with milk cows, pigs, chickens, etc. When we moved we found a family who lived a block south of us in Salt Lake who made a home for Tante. Sister Shephards was her name. Tante was still in the same ward with Bishop Osborn JP Widtsoe and she did have to walk a block further to church.
Our family visited Tante often and she came to stay with us during the summer. She was always knitting or doing some kind of handiwork. She had a frame with nails around it that she would weave yarn around on the back and then tie each cross with heavy thread. We would cut part of the top yarn threads so it looked like little balls all over it. She made beautiful American flags, etc. They made lovely pillows for couches, etc.
She was truly a wonderful friend. After we children were married and in our own homes we visited her Salt Lake home and she in turn visited our homes during summer vacations.
Mother died May 2, 1935. Tante was concerned how father would manage without his life companion. It was very difficult but he lived with us children. We loved him deeply and learned much from him. He died of heart failure February 1, 1942.
Tante died Tuesday April 6, 1943, valiant, brave, courageous, faithful and true to all her friends. We all love and honor the memory of her. She will always be remembered as part of our family.
Note: The word tante is the Danish equivalent of Aunt.
"Tante" Else Marie Peirath
Author unknown
Born in Holdbjerg, Denmark June 4, 1863. Resident of Salt Lake City, Utah for forty years. Worked in the Salt Lake Temple. Blind, yet had taken many prizes for her fine sewing, weaving and handwork.
Survived by a nephew, Carl Peirath, of Detroit, Michigan.
Tante died at the age of 76 on Tuesday, April 6, 1943. She resided at 100 West 3rd North. Although blind 70 years, she was the Utah State Fair prize exhibitor. She never missed an exhibition at the fair from the year 1909, nor failed to win less than eight blue ribbons and six red ribbons from that time on. Today she has more than 200 ribbons of which some were made into pillow tops for her friends. On Tuesday morning in 1939, Peirath journeyed to the fairgrounds to enter her exhibits which consisted of a sleeveless, crocheted sweater made from old unraveled yarn, an afghan of old woolen yarn, a knitted lace buffet set of three pieces, a table runner and centerpiece, and knitted lace for a pillow case. She accomplished thirty years of display.
Native of Denmark, blind since the age of six as a result of scarlet fever. She came to the U.S. traveling alone. At the port of entry in Boston, Peirath was held for sixty days by immigration ending approval for admittance to the country. She has lived in Salt Lake City ever since.
To the little old lady, the advent of passenger cars and automobiles has brought semi-retirement. After years of traveling abroad, alone and unafraid, she cannot risk waiting for buses on auto-thronged streets, and cannot distinguish between the sound of a motor car or train.
She lived in the old Nineteenth Ward with Osborn JP Widstoe presiding as bishop.
(This is possibly an obituary)
Parents-Christen Poulsen Bak & Cathrine Elsabeth Peirath
Brother-Anders Poulsen
Grandparents-Johan Frederik Peirath 1798- & Else Nieldatter 1799-1875
They were all born in Denmark.
Else Marie Peirath – Her Story
by Geneva Frost Gilbert
Else Marie Peirath. Tante Else, to our family. Tante (prounced Tanta) told us that when she was a little girl she had scarlet fever and her temperature was so high it caused her to lose her eyesight. Her parents had a little house next to the Lutheran church. They made an agreement with the priest of the Lutherans that they would take care of Tante Else as long as she lived, then they should keep the house.
My father, Anders Peter Frost and Soren Rasmussen from Utah were both serving missions in Denmark at that time. Father was there from 1899 to 1901. They knew Tante. She was baptized in the LDS Church. This angered the Lutheran priest who told Tante to get out and that she could no longer live in the house. Two missionaries took Tante to the ship where she was put on lower class and the Elders were put in upper class. Tante said she was so seasick she vomited and had a time finding her way to the bathroom, as no one assisted her.
When in Chicago they kept her on the ship for a long time. The missionaries left and took Tante's passport with them. Tante was almost returned to Denmark. Tante, at that time, spoke no English and was acquainted with no one. She prayed hard to the Lord for help. She heard a cabin boy speak Danish and called to him to come, in her Danish language. Tante asked him to call the Church in Salt Lake City which he did. My father Peter Frost and Soren Rasmussen signed to be responsible to care for her. She came to our home to live with us.
At that time we lived in the Benson Ward in Cache County, Utah. We had a two- story home on a farm. Tante and some of us children had a bedroom upstairs. Father, Mother and babies slept downstairs.
When I was about four years old we moved to Salt Lake City where Father had a hay, grain and seed business across from the temple grounds where Utah Woolen Mills now stands. Our home was 61 West Fourth North. It was a light-colored brick house on the hillside so our main living quarters were on ground level but up and to the front of the house we had a living room and a couple of bedrooms. Father had a stairway built up to the outside to the apartment where Tante lived. Dorothea and I slept in a room across the little hall from Tante. Her home was always warm.
Tante did a lot of temple work. We children would take turns getting up and before school, taking her to the temple in the street car. After school someone would go for her and take her up to State Street to the public library where Tante learned many things. She knew geography, history, literature, etc. She also learned to type on a typewriter and write braille. Letters were formed by punching them on the braille background. She read them by running her finger over the bumps on the pages.
Often at nights, Dorthea and I would go and stand by Tante's door. She would say "come now". We would go in and Tante would put us in her featherbed. She would slide in between us with her braille book under the covers and proceed to read stories to us in the dark. We loved her like our own sister but always treated her with respect.
I remember one time at the table when the food was being passed around. I said, "Tante, do you want some potatoes?" She said, "If you please". I did not dish anything for her. My mother said, "Geneva!" I said I didn't know if she wanted any or not. One look from my mother and I quickly dished up the potatoes. I knew my place at once.
We all loved Tante. She also had many Danish friends from Salt Lake City. Different children grew to love her as they were all eager to help take her places. I remember taking her down in the annex of the Salt Lake Temple where there were the old, long church benches of solid wood. They were heavy and painted to look like hardwood. The patrons would put their suitcases, purses, coats, etc. on the bench. I would take Tante to the entrance of the temple, I could see inside but I could not go in. I left Tante there alone, but the temple workers were always there to escort her inside. I remember standing there looking in and thinking someday I'm going to be married there, and I was, on June 29, 1927 by Joseph Fielding Smith who was then an apostle. He later became president of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
Tante was good to all who helped her. In the summer we always had "Old Maids' Day" at Liberty Park. What a day! We took boat rides around the little lake, played on the slides, etc. It was so much fun. She treated us with a nickel ice cream cone.
As the children grew older, father sold our Salt Lake home and moved to Oakley, Summit County, Utah where we had a farm with milk cows, pigs, chickens, etc. When we moved we found a family who lived a block south of us in Salt Lake who made a home for Tante. Sister Shephards was her name. Tante was still in the same ward with Bishop Osborn JP Widtsoe and she did have to walk a block further to church.
Our family visited Tante often and she came to stay with us during the summer. She was always knitting or doing some kind of handiwork. She had a frame with nails around it that she would weave yarn around on the back and then tie each cross with heavy thread. We would cut part of the top yarn threads so it looked like little balls all over it. She made beautiful American flags, etc. They made lovely pillows for couches, etc.
She was truly a wonderful friend. After we children were married and in our own homes we visited her Salt Lake home and she in turn visited our homes during summer vacations.
Mother died May 2, 1935. Tante was concerned how father would manage without his life companion. It was very difficult but he lived with us children. We loved him deeply and learned much from him. He died of heart failure February 1, 1942.
Tante died Tuesday April 6, 1943, valiant, brave, courageous, faithful and true to all her friends. We all love and honor the memory of her. She will always be remembered as part of our family.
Note: The word tante is the Danish equivalent of Aunt.
"Tante" Else Marie Peirath
Author unknown
Born in Holdbjerg, Denmark June 4, 1863. Resident of Salt Lake City, Utah for forty years. Worked in the Salt Lake Temple. Blind, yet had taken many prizes for her fine sewing, weaving and handwork.
Survived by a nephew, Carl Peirath, of Detroit, Michigan.
Tante died at the age of 76 on Tuesday, April 6, 1943. She resided at 100 West 3rd North. Although blind 70 years, she was the Utah State Fair prize exhibitor. She never missed an exhibition at the fair from the year 1909, nor failed to win less than eight blue ribbons and six red ribbons from that time on. Today she has more than 200 ribbons of which some were made into pillow tops for her friends. On Tuesday morning in 1939, Peirath journeyed to the fairgrounds to enter her exhibits which consisted of a sleeveless, crocheted sweater made from old unraveled yarn, an afghan of old woolen yarn, a knitted lace buffet set of three pieces, a table runner and centerpiece, and knitted lace for a pillow case. She accomplished thirty years of display.
Native of Denmark, blind since the age of six as a result of scarlet fever. She came to the U.S. traveling alone. At the port of entry in Boston, Peirath was held for sixty days by immigration ending approval for admittance to the country. She has lived in Salt Lake City ever since.
To the little old lady, the advent of passenger cars and automobiles has brought semi-retirement. After years of traveling abroad, alone and unafraid, she cannot risk waiting for buses on auto-thronged streets, and cannot distinguish between the sound of a motor car or train.
She lived in the old Nineteenth Ward with Osborn JP Widstoe presiding as bishop.
(This is possibly an obituary)
Brother-Anders Poulsen
Grandparents-Johan Frederik Peirath 1798- & Else Nieldatter 1799-1875
They were all born in Denmark.
Else Marie Peirath – Her Story
by Geneva Frost Gilbert
Else Marie Peirath. Tante Else, to our family. Tante (prounced Tanta) told us that when she was a little girl she had scarlet fever and her temperature was so high it caused her to lose her eyesight. Her parents had a little house next to the Lutheran church. They made an agreement with the priest of the Lutherans that they would take care of Tante Else as long as she lived, then they should keep the house.
My father, Anders Peter Frost and Soren Rasmussen from Utah were both serving missions in Denmark at that time. Father was there from 1899 to 1901. They knew Tante. She was baptized in the LDS Church. This angered the Lutheran priest who told Tante to get out and that she could no longer live in the house. Two missionaries took Tante to the ship where she was put on lower class and the Elders were put in upper class. Tante said she was so seasick she vomited and had a time finding her way to the bathroom, as no one assisted her.
When in Chicago they kept her on the ship for a long time. The missionaries left and took Tante's passport with them. Tante was almost returned to Denmark. Tante, at that time, spoke no English and was acquainted with no one. She prayed hard to the Lord for help. She heard a cabin boy speak Danish and called to him to come, in her Danish language. Tante asked him to call the Church in Salt Lake City which he did. My father Peter Frost and Soren Rasmussen signed to be responsible to care for her. She came to our home to live with us.
At that time we lived in the Benson Ward in Cache County, Utah. We had a two- story home on a farm. Tante and some of us children had a bedroom upstairs. Father, Mother and babies slept downstairs.
When I was about four years old we moved to Salt Lake City where Father had a hay, grain and seed business across from the temple grounds where Utah Woolen Mills now stands. Our home was 61 West Fourth North. It was a light-colored brick house on the hillside so our main living quarters were on ground level but up and to the front of the house we had a living room and a couple of bedrooms. Father had a stairway built up to the outside to the apartment where Tante lived. Dorothea and I slept in a room across the little hall from Tante. Her home was always warm.
Tante did a lot of temple work. We children would take turns getting up and before school, taking her to the temple in the street car. After school someone would go for her and take her up to State Street to the public library where Tante learned many things. She knew geography, history, literature, etc. She also learned to type on a typewriter and write braille. Letters were formed by punching them on the braille background. She read them by running her finger over the bumps on the pages.
Often at nights, Dorthea and I would go and stand by Tante's door. She would say "come now". We would go in and Tante would put us in her featherbed. She would slide in between us with her braille book under the covers and proceed to read stories to us in the dark. We loved her like our own sister but always treated her with respect.
I remember one time at the table when the food was being passed around. I said, "Tante, do you want some potatoes?" She said, "If you please". I did not dish anything for her. My mother said, "Geneva!" I said I didn't know if she wanted any or not. One look from my mother and I quickly dished up the potatoes. I knew my place at once.
We all loved Tante. She also had many Danish friends from Salt Lake City. Different children grew to love her as they were all eager to help take her places. I remember taking her down in the annex of the Salt Lake Temple where there were the old, long church benches of solid wood. They were heavy and painted to look like hardwood. The patrons would put their suitcases, purses, coats, etc. on the bench. I would take Tante to the entrance of the temple, I could see inside but I could not go in. I left Tante there alone, but the temple workers were always there to escort her inside. I remember standing there looking in and thinking someday I'm going to be married there, and I was, on June 29, 1927 by Joseph Fielding Smith who was then an apostle. He later became president of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
Tante was good to all who helped her. In the summer we always had "Old Maids' Day" at Liberty Park. What a day! We took boat rides around the little lake, played on the slides, etc. It was so much fun. She treated us with a nickel ice cream cone.
As the children grew older, father sold our Salt Lake home and moved to Oakley, Summit County, Utah where we had a farm with milk cows, pigs, chickens, etc. When we moved we found a family who lived a block south of us in Salt Lake who made a home for Tante. Sister Shephards was her name. Tante was still in the same ward with Bishop Osborn JP Widtsoe and she did have to walk a block further to church.
Our family visited Tante often and she came to stay with us during the summer. She was always knitting or doing some kind of handiwork. She had a frame with nails around it that she would weave yarn around on the back and then tie each cross with heavy thread. We would cut part of the top yarn threads so it looked like little balls all over it. She made beautiful American flags, etc. They made lovely pillows for couches, etc.
She was truly a wonderful friend. After we children were married and in our own homes we visited her Salt Lake home and she in turn visited our homes during summer vacations.
Mother died May 2, 1935. Tante was concerned how father would manage without his life companion. It was very difficult but he lived with us children. We loved him deeply and learned much from him. He died of heart failure February 1, 1942.
Tante died Tuesday April 6, 1943, valiant, brave, courageous, faithful and true to all her friends. We all love and honor the memory of her. She will always be remembered as part of our family.
Note: The word tante is the Danish equivalent of Aunt.
"Tante" Else Marie Peirath
Author unknown
Born in Holdbjerg, Denmark June 4, 1863. Resident of Salt Lake City, Utah for forty years. Worked in the Salt Lake Temple. Blind, yet had taken many prizes for her fine sewing, weaving and handwork.
Survived by a nephew, Carl Peirath, of Detroit, Michigan.
Tante died at the age of 76 on Tuesday, April 6, 1943. She resided at 100 West 3rd North. Although blind 70 years, she was the Utah State Fair prize exhibitor. She never missed an exhibition at the fair from the year 1909, nor failed to win less than eight blue ribbons and six red ribbons from that time on. Today she has more than 200 ribbons of which some were made into pillow tops for her friends. On Tuesday morning in 1939, Peirath journeyed to the fairgrounds to enter her exhibits which consisted of a sleeveless, crocheted sweater made from old unraveled yarn, an afghan of old woolen yarn, a knitted lace buffet set of three pieces, a table runner and centerpiece, and knitted lace for a pillow case. She accomplished thirty years of display.
Native of Denmark, blind since the age of six as a result of scarlet fever. She came to the U.S. traveling alone. At the port of entry in Boston, Peirath was held for sixty days by immigration ending approval for admittance to the country. She has lived in Salt Lake City ever since.
To the little old lady, the advent of passenger cars and automobiles has brought semi-retirement. After years of traveling abroad, alone and unafraid, she cannot risk waiting for buses on auto-thronged streets, and cannot distinguish between the sound of a motor car or train.
She lived in the old Nineteenth Ward with Osborn JP Widstoe presiding as bishop.
(This is possibly an obituary)
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