Chapter Nine: Rescuers
“About
this time….two men rode into our camp,..”
From “Hunger and Cold”
Oh, whence came those
shouts in the still, starry night,
That thrilled us and filled us with hope and delight?
The cheers of new comers, a jubilant sound
Of triumph and joy over precious ones found.
Life, Life was the treasure held out to our view,
By the "Boys from the Valley," so brave and so true,
The "Boys from the Valley," sent out by their chief,
Brought clothing and food and abundant relief.
That thrilled us and filled us with hope and delight?
The cheers of new comers, a jubilant sound
Of triumph and joy over precious ones found.
Life, Life was the treasure held out to our view,
By the "Boys from the Valley," so brave and so true,
The "Boys from the Valley," sent out by their chief,
Brought clothing and food and abundant relief.
O'er mountainous steeps, over drearisome plains
They sought us, and found us, thank God for their pains!
They sought us, and found us, thank God for their pains!
Hurrah! and hurrah! from the feeble and strong.
Hurrah! and hurrah! loud the echoes prolong.
They were saviors, these men whom we hardly had seen,
Yet it seemed that for ages, acquainted we'd been.
When Fate introduces Compassion to Need,
Friendships quickly are founded and ripen with speed.
Weatherworn were our friends, but like kings in disguise
Their souls' native grandeur shone out of their eyes.
Hurrah! and hurrah! loud the echoes prolong.
They were saviors, these men whom we hardly had seen,
Yet it seemed that for ages, acquainted we'd been.
When Fate introduces Compassion to Need,
Friendships quickly are founded and ripen with speed.
Weatherworn were our friends, but like kings in disguise
Their souls' native grandeur shone out of their eyes.
Oh, soft were their hearts who with courage like steel,
left their homes in the Valley our sorrow to heal.
left their homes in the Valley our sorrow to heal.
And soon as they sensed our deplorable plight,
Like children they weeped, 'twas a pitiful sight!
What e'er was combustible quickly they found
And speedily kindled, gleamed brightly around.
And nourishing food was prepared in a trice,
Oh, never were dainties more tempting and nice!
For helpful and kind, as a woman or Saint,
These men cheered the feeble, the frozen and faint.
God bless them for heroes, the tender and bold,
Who rescued our remnant from hunger and cold. (Woodmansee)
Like children they weeped, 'twas a pitiful sight!
What e'er was combustible quickly they found
And speedily kindled, gleamed brightly around.
And nourishing food was prepared in a trice,
Oh, never were dainties more tempting and nice!
For helpful and kind, as a woman or Saint,
These men cheered the feeble, the frozen and faint.
God bless them for heroes, the tender and bold,
Who rescued our remnant from hunger and cold. (Woodmansee)
Franklin D. Richards, after passing the
Handcart Companies, had arrived in Salt Lake October 4, and reported to Brigham
Young that same day. This was when the
Martin Company was close to Scotts Bluff, before they had reached Fort
Laramie. They had traveled 472 miles
from Florence, (and 270 across Iowa) and were still 559 miles from Salt
Lake. (See Olsen p 310) President Richards reported to the presence
of two handcart companies, and two wagon companies, 1200 people, still on the
planes. Brigham Young immediately knew
they had left too late in the season to make it without problems. This may have been from experience, or from
inspiration. A journal kept by
missionaries on the plains “The Shoshone Mission” described this as
inspiration. “The Lord showed Prest. [President]
Young the situation of those handcart cos [companies] & told him to call
out 500 teams to go forthwith & bring them in.” (Shoshone, CH)
That evening he called a meeting to discuss
what would be needed to mount a rescue effort:
…Brigham
Young’s concern was immediate… He did
not delegate the fact finding to his Presiding Bishopric but himself called a
meeting, the very evening of Richard’s arrival, to ascertain the location and
condition of the handcart companies. At
this meeting were the First Presidency; eleven returning missionaries; managers
of the tithing store, church store, and church herds; several local bishops;
commander of the territorial militia Daniel H. Wells; and several clerks. (Cornwall and Arrington p 5)
This meeting was practical. It involved drawing up specific needed
supplies to bring in the Saints still on the plains. The next day happened to be the semiannual
conference of the Church. Brigham Young
introduced the theme:
I will now give this people the subject and
the text for the Elders who may speak today and during the conference. It
is this. On the 5th day of October, 1856, many of our brethren and
sisters are on the plains with handcarts, and probably many are now seven
hundred miles from this place, and they must be brought here, we must send
assistance to them. The text will be, “to get them here.” I want
the brethren who may speak to understand that their text is the people on the
plains. And the subject matter for this community is to send for them and
bring them in before winter sets in.
That is my religion; that is the
dictation of the Holy Ghost that I possess. It is to save the
people. This is the salvation I am now seeking for. To save our
brethren that would be apt to perish, or suffer extremely, if we do not send
them assistance...
I will tell you all that your faith,
religion, and profession of religion, will never save one soul of you in the
Celestial Kingdom of our God, unless you carry out just such principles as I am
now teaching you. Go and bring in those people now on the
plains." (See Hafen and Hafen p
120-21.)
Franklin
Richards also spoke at the conference, of the storms abating:
The Saints that are now upon the
plains….feel that it is late in the season, and they expect to get cold fingers
and toes. But they have this faith and
confidence towards God, that he will overrule the storms that may come in the
season thereof, and turn them away, that their path may be freed from suffering
more than they can bear…
When we had a meeting at Florence, we called
upon the Saints to express their faith to the people, and requested to know of
them, even if they knew that they should be swallowed up in storm, whether they
would stop or turn back. They voted,
with loud acclamations, that they would go on. Such confidence and joyful performance of
so arduous labors to accomplish their gathering, will bring the choice
blessings of God upon them. (Hafen and
Hafen p 122)
I have written a duet summarizing the
attitude of Brigham Young and President Richards at the conference:
(Brigham Young) I will now give you the
subject for those who speak today;
Our
brethren are on the plains far from the safety of this place.
They must be brought here.
We will send them aid.
(duet) This is pure religion; the dictation
of the Holy Ghost.
(Brigham Young) Attend to your duties so your
faith be not in vain.
Go and bring those brethren from the
plains.
Get them here! Get them here! (both) Get them here! (Wardle,
Billy)
Brigham Young spoke again, calling for
volunteers as quickly as possible, and allowing for all to participate either
by going, helping in preparations for those who were to go, and donating teams,
food and linens. Conference continued on
Monday, and Brigham Young dismissed the blacksmiths to go and ready the horses
and wagons. On Tuesday they were ready
to start with “sixteen wagonloads of food and supplies.” (Hafen and Hafen p 124) Initially there were 27 men, with more to
follow.
The Hafens gave a summary of the help
offered:
Families of moderate means and the poorest
individuals contributed from their meager stores. One lent a horse, one a wagon, one a tent;
another, two bales of hay and a sack of barley.
Some gave iron camp kettles, Dutch ovens, brass buckets, tin cups and
plates. Women darned socks and shawls;
patched underwear, trousers and dresses; faced quilts, sewed together pieces of
blankets; and took clothes from their own backs. Families brought out from their scant cellars
sacks of flour, sides of home-cured bacon, bags of beans, dried corn, packages
of sugar and rice. (Hafen and hafen p
124-25)
Harvey Cluff summarized the response to
Brigham Young’s request:
I
attended the October conference of that year which opened on the 6th as usual,
having walked from Provo to Salt Lake City. On that day President Brigham Young
at the opening of the first Session made a call upon the people to furnish
teams provisions and clothing to aid the late Handcart companies in as the
winter Season was fast hastening on. Snow having already fallen upon the
mountains. The response to the call of President Young was most remarkable. On
the following day, October 7th, 22 teams – two span of mules or horses to each
wagon and each wagon loaded to the bows. There were about fifty young men in
the company. Being in Salt Lake City and of an ambitious turn of mind I
volunteers to go. (Cluff, CH)
Many of the rescuers came to the rescue
through inspiration, whether when they heard Brigham Young’s pleas for help, or
later when they prayed:
Grandfather
Allen told of one time when "Brother Brigham" had called him to
accompany several other young men in going out to meet the Hand Cart Company,
to take them some provisions and assist them into the Valley. As he knelt in
prayer the evening before going, he said that he told the Lord that it was a
foolish thing to do, going out in such weather and with no roads to follow. But
while he was still in the act of prayer, it was made known to him that he
should go. It was also made known that he would be able to save many of their
lives. (Housley, CH)
Even though Ephraim Hanks wasn’t with the
original group of rescuers, he joined the rescue by miraculous means:
In the fall of 1856, I spent considerable of
my time fishing in Utah Lake; and in traveling backward and forward between
that lake and Salt Lake City, I had occasion to stop once over night with
Gurney Brown, in Draper, about nineteen miles south of Salt Lake City. Being
somewhat fatigued after the day's journey, I retired to rest quite early, and
while I still lay wide awake in my bed I heard a voice calling me by name, and
then saying: “The handcart people are in trouble and you are wanted; will you
go and help them?” I turned
instinctively in the direction from whence the voice came and beheld an
ordinary sized man in the room. Without hesitation I answered “Yes, I will go
if I am called.” I then turned around to go to sleep, but had laid only a few
minutes when the voice called a second time, repeating almost the same words as
on the first occasion. My answer was the same as before. This was repeated a
third time.
When I got up the next morning I said to Brother Brown,
“The handcart people are in trouble, . . and I have promised to go out and help
them;” but I did not tell him of my
experiences during the night. I now
hastened to Salt Lake City, and arrived there on the Saturday, preceding the
Sunday on which the call was made for volunteers to go out and help the last
handcart companies in. When some of the brethren responded by explaining that
they could get ready to start in a few days; I spoke out at once saying, “I am
ready now!” The next day I was wending my way eastward over the mountains with
a light wagon all alone. (Hanks)
The experience of Dan Jones, in joining the
rescuers was not so dramatic:
I ATTENDED the October conference of 1856.
When conference was opened President Young arose and said: “There are a number
of our people on the plains who have started to come with hand-carts; they will
need help and I want twenty teams to be ready by morning with two men to each
team to go out and meet them. If the teams are not voluntarily furnished, there
are plenty of good ones in the street and I shall call upon Brother J. C.
Little, the marshal, to furnish them. Now we will adjourn this conference until
to-morrow.” Brother Young was in earnest; he seemed moved by a spirit that
would admit of no delay.
A few days before this a number of elders
had arrived from the old country reporting that the hand-cart people were on
the road, but they did not know how far they had advanced. In those days there
was no telegraph, and mails from the east only reached Utah monthly, they being
many times delayed by high water, Indians or other causes.
Brother Young called upon every one present
to lend a hand in fitting up these teams. As I was going out with the crowd,
Brother Wells spoke to me saying: “You are a good hand for the trip; get
ready.” Soon after Bishop Hunter said the same thing to me. Also Brother Grant
met me and said: “I want you on this trip.” I began to think it time to decide,
so I answered, “all right.” (Jones, Dan)
Shortly after leaving the Valley, the
rescuers elected George Grant to be their captain. (Jones)
One of the rescuers, William Broomhead, kept a diary. He describes the singing and dancing around
the campfire. This was a group of men
with no female partners. Even after the
snow began to fall, they still sang at every opportunity. Singing and prayer were common entries. “I sang some Songs for the boys.” “Singing after supper…three of us set up
singing and talking till half past 11.”
(Broomhead, CH) Dan Jones
described the rescuers. “…Those going
were alive to the work and were of the best material possible for the
occasion. (Jones)
Jones also provided a list of those rescuers
with the original company, although many others, including Ephraim Hanks, would
join the rescue later:
George D.
Grant was selected captain, with Robert Burton and William Kimball as
assistants; Cyrus Wheelock, chaplain; Charles Decker, guide. I was given the
important position of chief cook for the head mess. I was quite proud of my
office, for it made me the most sought after and popular man in the camp. The
rest of the company was made up of the following persons Joseph A. Young,
Chauncey Webb, H. H. Cluff, D. P. Kimball, George W. Grant, Ed. Peck, Joel
Parrish, Henry Goldsbrough, Thomas Alexander, Benjamin Hampton, Tomas Ricks,
Abe Garr, Charles Grey, Al Huntington, “Handsome Cupid,” Stephen Taylor,
William K. Broomhead, Ira Nebeker, Redick Allred, Amos Fairbanks and Tom
Bankhead, a colored man. These are all the names that I remember, if there were
any more I have been unable to find them.
(Jones)
It is interesting to note that Tom [Nate] Bankhead
was African American. As near as I can
tell he helped the Willie Company get into Salt Lake.
Early on, the storms missed the
rescuers. A rescuer wrote, “Clear and
fair, storm passed to the right and left us.”
(Burton, CH 1) Later, at Devil’s
Gate he wrote, “After prayers, ceased snowing.”
(ibid) “…It looked as if we were
going to have a heavy storm but the clouds Divided to the right and left… (Broomhead, CH)
The rescuers did not have an easy time of
it. Upon reaching the Sweetwater a very
severe storm began. “At the South Pass,
we encountered a severe snow-storm. After crossing the divide we turned down
into a sheltered place on the Sweetwater.
(Jones) Harvey Cluff added:
This
relief party proceeded eastward as rapidly as possible and in due time passed
over the “Southpass” [South Pass] the backbone of the continent, being the
divide point of the waters flowing into the Atlantic Ocean east and the Pacific
Ocean west. Nine miles brought us down to the Sweetwater River where we camped
for the night. On arising in the following morning snow was several inches
deep. During the two following days the storm raged with increasing furry until
it attained the capacity of a northern blizzard. For protection to ourselves
and animals, the company moved down the river to where the willows were dense
enough to make a good protection against the raging storm from the north. (Cluff, CH)
The snow was so high the rescuers had to lay
over a couple days:
But I
desire to state that at one time while we were traveling down the Sweet Water
[Sweetwater] about 300 or 400 miles east of Salt Lake City, the snow was so
deep that the axle-trees of our wagons dragged and we were compelled to remain
camped at the same place for one or two days in consequence of the severity of
the storms, but with no idea other than resuming our journey when the weather
would permit, until we found the companies we were sent to relieve. (Burton, CH 2)
Captain Willie found them in this spot the
next day, and they were able to help in the rescue of the Willie Company. Elder William Kimball and a few others
remained with this company to help them get into Salt Lake.
The rescuers continued east, sending a fast
search team ahead. The main body
traveled 100 miles in five days. (Hafen
and Hafen p 126)
Captain Grant, in his letter to Brigham Young
noted:
We had no
snow to contend with, until we got to the Sweet Water. On the 19th and 20th of
October we encountered a very severe snow storm. We met br. [James G.] Willie's
company on the 21st; the snow was from six to ten inches deep where we met
them. They were truly in a bad situation, but we rendered them all the
assistance in our power. Br. Wm. H. Kimball returned with them, also several
other brethren. The particulars of this company you have doubtless learned
before this time. (Grant, CH)
“The
greater portion of our company now continued on towards Devil’s Gate, traveling
through snow all the way. When we arrived at Devil’s Gate we found our express
there awaiting us. No tidings as yet were received of the other
companies.” (Grant, CH)
They met
the advance scout team at Devil’s gate.
They still had not come upon the handcart pioneers. The advance team was sent forward to the
Platte River. They found the Martin
Handcart Company and the two wagon companies at Red Buttes, about 18 miles to
the west of the Platte River. They were
able to rally them and get them moving, and returned to Devil’s Gate and
encouraged the rescue teams to move forward.
The rescue wagons met the handcart company at Greasewood Creek October
31. From John Bond we learn that the
“Valley Boys’ had a “theme song.” As
they approached Greasewood Creek he noted:
All were
anxious to see the valley boys as their musical voices could be heard getting
closer and closer as the saints sat by large sage brush fires. Finally arrived
in camp sing their much loved song to cheer them on the way.
It's
every Sunday morning
When I am by her side,
We'll jump into the wagon
And all take a ride.
Chorus
We'll
wait for the wagon,
We'll wait for the wagon,
We'll wait for the wagon,
And all take a ride. (Bond, CH)
Heber McBride described the rescuers in this
fashion, pointing out they had come so far, they did not have a great deal of
provisions, “But they were workers. They
put the tents up and got wood and took care of mother and the three little
ones.” (McBride, Heber, CH 1) The
rescuers put their lives in jeopardy, but had faith Heavenly Father would see
them through. “Those who have gone back
never will be sorry for or regret having done so… If they die during the trip, they will die
while endeavoring to save their brethren; and who has greater love than he that
lays own his life for his friends?´ (Kimball, CH)
From Greasewood Creek, the next day’s trek
brought them to Devil’s Gate. While at
Devil’s Gate and Martin’s Cove, the rescuers supported the immigrants not only
physically, but also spiritually.
“During our stay here, we had meetings ever evening to counsel together
and ask the Lord to turn away the cold and storm so that the people might
live.” (Burton, CH 1) “No power could save the people from death
but that of God. To our rescue O Lord God Almighty seemed the fervent prayer
constantly offered to our Heavenly Father.”
(Cluff, CH)
The Hafens summarized this period as a time
of frequent prayers by the Saints for the rescuers and the pioneers. “Prayers at all public meetings and in
private homes petitioned the Almighty to avert the storms, strengthen the
rescuers, and spare the trapped emigrants.”
(Hafen and Hafen p 125) Captain
Grant expressed the belief that prayers were general from the entire church:
I never felt so much interest in any mission
that I have been sent on, and all the brethren who came out with me feel the
same. We have prayed without ceasing, and the blessing of God has been with us…
I have never seen such energy and faith
among the 'boys,' nor so good a spirit as is among those who came out with me.
We realize that we have your prayers for us continually, also those of all the
Saints in the Valley.” (Grant, CH)
This effort included frequent prayers by the
rescuers. “During our Stay here, we had
meeting to counsel together and ask the Lord to turn away the cold and storm,
so that people might live.” (Hafen and
Hafen appendix D) Another Rescuer added
this testimony:
I am
setting not on the stile. Mary. But on a sack of oats with the paper on my
knee, by the side of a blazing Camp fire, surrounded by some eight hundred
persons, one old lady lays dead within twenty feet of me, babies crying. Some
singing some praying, &c &c. but among all this, I feel to rejoice. For
the hand of the Lord has been continually with us. Almost every day angry
Storms arise very threatening, and judging from this appearance one would think
that we should be unable to withstand the tempest but the prayers of the holy
men of God are heard, the clouds, divide to the right and left, letting the
saints pass through in safety. The suffering of the camp from frozen feet and
various other causes, I will not attempt to describe, suffice to any bad. Bad.
[We have] faith of our heavenly Father being continually with us, Staying the
storm as in the past for without the help of high heaven, we should have been
Snow bound in the mountains long ago.
(Hunter, CH)
At one point President Young had started
toward the East to help in the rescue.
“He said that if they did not go that he would go himself and he started
out himself with the brethren. He got as
far as the big Mountain. He took cold
and the brethren prevailed on him to return back home:” (Archer, CH)
However his mind was still with the stranded pioneers:
…My mind
is yonder in the snow, where those immigrating Saints are, and my mind was been
with them ever since I had the report of their start from Winter Quarters
(Florence) on the 3rd of September. I cannot talk about anything, I cannot go
out or come in, but what in every minute or two minutes my mind reverts to
them; and the questions whereabouts are my brethren and sisters who are on the
plains, and what is their condition, force themselves upon me and annoy my
feelings all the time. And were I to answer my own feelings, I should do so by
undertaking to do what the conference voted I should not do, that is, I should
be with them now in the snow, even though it should be up to the knees, up to
the waist, or up to the neck. My mind is there, and my faith is there; I have a
great many reflections about them.
(Young, Brigham, CH 1)
The rescuers where empathetic to the
strugglers. Harvey Cluff explained:
Every
possible assistance from the boys from Utah was freely given. And these young
hardy men from the Rockies were a mighty force and power in the salvation of
that people. No more efficient help could have been furnished. They had crossed
the dreary plains knew what hunger, thirst, starvation, weary travelling with
sore feet meant; hence with the subsequent experience in the valleys gave them
the vim to endure and they did endure and they worked valiantly for the poor
emigrants. (Cluff, CH)
Dan Jones said, “We did all we possibly could
to help and cheer the people. Some writers have endeavored to make individual
heroes of some of our company. I have no remembrance of any one shirking his
duty. Each and everyone did all they possibly could and justice would give to
each his due credit.” (Jones)
Patience Loader Archer offered this
description of the rescuers, “I am told they are all good men but I daresay
that they are all rather rough in there manners, but we found that they all had
kind good hearts.” (Archer, CH) Rough in their manners, but all with good
hearts is a fitting description. Patience would later add, “What brave men they
must have been to start out from Salt L[ake] City in the middle of winter in
search of us poor folks that was away back camped near the last crossing of the
Platte River. When they left the city
they did not know how far they would have to travel in the snow before they
would find us.” (ibid)
The members at Salt Lake had donated supplies
liberally, and there was an effort to keep track of donations and disbursements:
The
weather was cold, the snow deep, the people poor and nearly destitute of
clothing, and some provisions. These supplies had been donated by the people in
Salt Lake, and these people had been very liberal in their donations, (for they
were all in straightened circumstances) but had given such articles as they
could and such as would aid the suffering imigrants. Most of the supplies were
given to Capt. Edward Martin’s Hand cart company, whose sufferings were intense
and necessities very great. A strict account was kept of all these
disbursements. The lives of the people were too precious to permit of our
carrying anything in the wagons which could possibly be dispensed with. We
consequently cached at Devil’s gate all freight that, in our judgment, could be
left so as to relieve the company.
(Burton, CH 2)
Ephraim Hanks joined the rescue effort late,
but had a big impact on the pioneers. He
actually did not meet the Martin Handcart Company until after they had left the
Martin’s Cove:
The terrific storm which caused the
immigrants so much suffering and loss overtook me near the South Pass, where I
stopped about three days with Reddick N. Allred, who had come out with
provisions for the immigrants. The storm during these three days was simply awful.
In all my travels in the Rocky Mountains both before and afterwards, I have
seen no worse. When at length the snow ceased falling, it lay on the ground so
deep that for many days it was impossible to move wagons through it. Being
deeply concerned about the possible fate of the immigrants, and feeling anxious
to learn of their condition, I determined to start out on horseback to meet
them; and for this purpose I secured a packsaddle and two animals (one to ride
and one to pack), from Brother Allred, and began to make my way slowly through
the snow alone.
After traveling for some time I met Joseph
A. Young and one of the Garr boys, two of the relief company which had been
sent from Salt Lake City to help the companies. They had met the immigrants and
were now returning with important dispatches from the camps to the headquarters
of the Church, reporting the awful condition of the companies. In the meantime I continued my lonely
journey, and the night after meeting Elders Young and Garr, I camped in the
snow in the mountains. As I was preparing to make a bed in the snow with the
few articles that my pack animal carried for me, I thought how comfortable
buffalo robe would be on such an occasion, and also how I could relish a little
buffalo meat for supper, and before lying down for the night I was
instinctively led to ask the Lord to send me a buffalo. Now, I am a firm
believer in the efficacy of prayer, for I have on many different occasions
asked the Lord for blessings, which He in His mercy has bestowed on me. But
when I, after praying as I did on that lonely night in the South Pass, looked
around me and spied a buffalo bull within fifty yards of my camp, my surprise
was complete; I had certainly not expected so immediate an answer to my prayer.
However, I soon collected myself and was not at a loss to know what to do.
Taking deliberate aim at the animal, my first shot brought him down; he made a
few jumps only, and then rolled down into the very hollow where I was encamped.
I was soon busily engaged skinning my game, finishing which, I spread the hide
on the snow and placed my bed upon it. I next prepared supper, eating tongue
and other choice parts of the animal I had killed, to my heart's content. After
this I enjoyed a refreshing night's sleep, while my horses were browsing on the
sage brush.
Early the next morning I was on my way
again, and soon reached what is known as the Ice Springs Bench. There I
happened upon a heard of buffalo, and killed a nice cow. I was impressed to do
this, although I did not know why until a few hours later, but the thought
occurred to my mind that the hand of the Lord was in it, as it was a rare thing
to find buffalo herds around that place at this late part of the season. I
skinned and dressed the cow; then cut up part of its meat in long strips and
loaded my horses with it. Thereupon I resumed my journey, and traveled on till
towards evening. I think the sun was about an hour high in the west when I
spied something in the distance that looked like a black streak in the snow. As
I got near to it, I perceived it moved, then I was satisfied that this was the
long looked for handcart company, led by Captain Edward Martin. I reached the
ill fated train just as the immigrants were camping for the night. The sight
that met my gaze as I entered their camp can never be erased from my memory.
The starved forms and haggard countenances of the poor suffers, as they moved
about slowly, shivering with cold, to prepare their scanty evening meal was
enough to touch the stoutest heart. When they saw me coming, they hailed me
with joy inexpressible, and when they further beheld the supply of fresh meat I
brought into camp, their gratitude knew no bounds. Flocking around me, one
would say, “Oh, please, give me a small piece of meat; “another would exclaim,
“My poor children are starving, do give me a little;” and children with tears
in their eyes would call out, “Give me some, give me some.” At first I tried to wait on them and handed
out the meat as they called for it; but finally I told them to help themselves.
Five minutes later both my horses had been released of their extra burden the
meat was all gone, and the next few hours found the people in the camp busily
engaged in cooking and eating it, with thankful hearts.
A prophecy had been made by one of the
brethren that the company should feast on buffalo meat when their provisions
might run short; my arrival in their camp, loaded with meat, was the beginning
of the fulfillment of that prediction; but only the beginning, as I afterwards
shot and killed a number of buffalo for them as we journeyed along. When I saw
the terrible condition of the immigrants on first entering their camp, my heart
almost melted within me. I rose up in my saddle and tried to speak cheering and
comforting words to them. I told them also that they should all have the
privilege to ride into Salt Lake City, as more teams were coming. (Hanks and Hanks p 48-49)
The next chapter we will talk more about
Ephraim Hanks’ service. He is one of the
two rescuers Isaac mentioned in his history, he and Joseph Young. (Wardle, Isaac, 1)
Brother Redick Allred, already mentioned by
Ephraim Hanks, became known as the “bulldog” for his efforts with the handcart
companies. He had been left in charge of
seven men at a forward resupply point along the trail. Most of those with him became discouraged and
headed back to Salt Lake. “Those men said
the reason they turned back was because they could hear nothing from the last
hand cart co – & supposed they had gone back to the States or made
their winter quarters in the Buffalo country.”
(Shoshone, CH) They were turned back
around again, with much exhaustion to their teams.
Brother Allred said when he met Captain Grant
on 17 Nov, 30 days after being left, that Captain Grant said, "Hurrah for
the Bull Dog—good for a hang on." (Allred, CH) Allred, a former member of the Mormon
Battalion made this comment about his efforts.
“Thus ended one of the hardest & most successful missions I had ever
performed, for although the mission with the Mormon Battalion was long hard
& tedious, & therefore very severe, yet this was short & sharp in
the extreme.” (ibid)
As they approached the valley, more and more
young men came to their aid. These were
known as the “Valley Boys.” “As we
neared the valleys—younger men—boys in their red shirts, their trousers thrust
well down into their boot tops made their appearance felling the dry timber for
our fires—& even trying to make merriment to cheer up our gloomy &
sorely tried people.” (Jones, Albert, CH
3) They would often have fires and
meals waiting for them when they arrived in camp. This would sometimes include a drink made
with burnt wheat, which would warm the pioneers:
When dinner was ready, the valley boys place
the tin plates, cups, knives, forks & spoons on the canvas cover and then
brought the brown wheat the mothers had made ready to make coffee to warm the
saints who had sunken eyes and emaciated cheeks to help their pale and frail
systems. The coffee smelled delicious when cooking as had not had such a thing
for a long time, but thanked God for the donors of such. As soon as the food
was cooked ready the Valley Boys took the same to the weak ones, those who were
unable to be out of their beds were supplied, and comforted them the best they
could and many of those noble hearted boys deprived themselves of many
necessaries their loved wives and sisters had made ready for them while gone on
an errand of mercy, but gave to the needy saints with loving and contrite
hearts.
Many times their eyes were full of tears as
they returned from taking food to the sick ones. As they handed them the food
or medicine it would invariably be, brother, sister or child "I have
brought you something strengthening and the best we have brought from the
valley what our dear mothers, wives, sisters, and friends sent to help strengthen
you, as they have had severe trials to contend with while journeying in the
valleys of the mountains." Now brethren and sisters cheer up as will soon
be in good houses in the beautiful valleys you all wish to be in and see. (Bond, CH)
Jedediah M. Grant, of the first presidency,
in a discourse the first part of November, explained that the rescue effort to
that time had included 200 wagons. More
wagons were needed to help with the rescue of the wagon companies, and to
supply forage for the wagons already out.
(See Grant, Jedediah, CH) Taylor
indicated that eventually there were over 250 teams playing a part in the
rescue. (Taylor, P.A.M. p 240)
The Deseret News complemented the rescuers
for their response. “For never have we
witnessed a greater general alacrity in answering to the calls of the First
Presidency, and in turning out at such a time of the year with animals,
provisions and clothing in abundance, to rescue brethren and sisters that the
most who went forth had never seen.” (Deseret News, CH)
John Jaques would later include a message of
gratitude in his series of articles published in the Salt Lake Daily
Herald. He thanked not only those who
came out for them, but others who donated items and sacrificed in other ways:
A most commendable
spirit of liberality was manifested by the residents of this valley, not only
in hospitable and kindly attention to the emigrants after their arrival here,
but in making donations of provisions and clothing and in sending hundreds of
wagons, with horse, mule, and ox teams, to the relief of the snowed-up and
winter bound company. Too much can hardly be said of the self-denying exposure,
privations, and labors of those who went with the teams from this city to help
the emigrants along. Everybody who went out to meet the company, or who
contributed anything to relieve it, might pardonably wish his or her name
inserted herein to that effect. But if so, and if I and you were anxious to
accommodate all such, how could I find the time or you the space for this friendly
detailed acknowledgement. (Jaques, CH)
There are a couple more declarations of the
heroism of the rescuers: Heber C
Kimball, an apostle said. “These brave men by their heroism—for it was at the peril of their own lives
that they thus braved the wintry storms on the plains—immortalized themselves,
and won the undying gratitude of hundreds who were undoubtedly saved by their
timely action from perishing.”
(Whitney) Another was published
in the Improvement Era:
Probably no greater
act of heroism was ever recorded in the annals of history than that performed
by the twenty-seven young men [and the many more who followed] who, on the
morning of October 7, 1856, went from the city of Great Salt Lake to the relief
of the 1,550 belated emigrants, who were caught in the early snows of a severe
winter, hundreds of miles from human habitation, without food and without
shelter. By their indefatigable labors
these brave mountain boys were instruments in the hands of the Lord in saving
1,300 of that number. Had it not been
for their heroic efforts, not enough emigrants would have been left to tell the
dreadful tale. (Kimball)
A modern-day historian has added these words
as testimony of their sacrifice. “The
scores who answered the call to help the emigrants in the Willie, Martin, Hunt
and Hodgetts companies all did so at the peril of their lives… The rescuers were exposed to conditions
similar to those that trapped the handcart pioneers. For those rescuers with the Martin Company,
there was….more than three weeks’ exposure to snow, cold, and wind after the
crossing and before they reached the Salt Lake Valley.” (Orton)
Later, in writing of Isaac’s experience, his
granddaughter would write, “They never could have arrived in Utah if this help
had not been sent. They all knew God had
heard and answered their prayers.”
(Rupp)
The rescue of these handcart pioneers did not
end with their arrival in Salt Lake City.
Many were still invalid, and in need of succor. Brigham Young happened to be giving a
discourse for Sunday services on the morning of November 30, the day they
arrived:
When those persons arrive I do not want to
see them put into houses by themselves; I want to have them distributed in this
city among the families that have good and comfortable houses; and I wish the
sisters now before me, and all who know how and can, to nurse and wait upon the
new comers and prudently administer medicine and food to them. To speak upon
these things is a part of my religion, for it pertains to taking care of the
Saints…
The afternoon meeting will be omitted, for I
wish the sisters to go home and prepare to give those who have just arrived a
mouthful of something to eat, and to wash them and nurse them up. You know that
I would give more for a dish of pudding and milk, or a baked potato and salt,
were I in the situation of those persons who have just come in, than I would
for all your prayers, though you were to stay here all the afternoon and pray.
Prayer is good, but when baked potatoes and pudding and milk are needed, prayer
will not supply their place on this occasion; give every duty its proper time
and place…
Works have been most noble when they were needed;
we put works to our faith, and in this case we realize that our faith alone
would have been perfectly dead and useless, would have been of no avail, in
saving our brethren that were in the snow, but by putting works with faith we
have been already blest in rescuing many and bringing them to where we can now
do them more good.
We are their temporal saviors, for we have
saved them from death…. Now that most of them are here we will continue our
labors of love, until they are able to take care of themselves, and we will
receive the blessing. (Young, Brigham,
CH 1)
Brigham
Young’s requests were again exceeded.
Isaac made this comment, “President Brigham Young with many other
brethren and sisters bid us welcome and took us to their homes. By night we all had places to lay our heads
down, rest in comfort, to rest our weary body.”
(Wardle, Isaac 1)