I am the daughter of goodly
parents. My father, Henry W. Jackson was of
the Mormon Battallion and became acquainted with my mother
in Salt Lake City, who was Eliza Ann Dibble. She
was the daughter of Philo Dibble, Sr. They
were married February 3, 1850, the wedding reception being
held at the home of one of President Brigham Young's
wives. Father gave fifty dollars in California
gold for the supper.
From this union six children were born,
three of whom are living, namely, William Henry
Jackson, of Lewiston, Utah, age sixty-one, and
myself — Laura A. Barlow, age fifty-four, of Bountiful,
and Mary E. Marrill of Trenton, age fifty-two. My
father worked on the mail line, for which the United States
Government were owing him one thousand and four hundred
dollars. He went East in 1861 to try to collect,
but did not succeed but was enlisted in
the Civil War and was killed. Mother afterwards received
a pension. By its aid and her own labors she
clothed and educated her children with a good common school
education. My brother and I both taught
several terms of district school.
I married Wilford
Barlow, 1876 and have
had twelve children, eight boys and four girls, eleven
are living. My husband was the son of Israel
Barlow, St. and Elizabeth Haven.
Our parents went through all
the drivings of the Saints and they went with the famous
celebration in Cottonwood Canyon. They were
numbered with those that went South '58. |