The following was submitted anonymously to sup Online by Robert Brown
Elizabeth Collett. A name that has taken me a lifetime (well 30 years) to discover and a story that has to be revealed. A story of her life filled with, Love, Dedication, Hardship, Poverty, unshakeable Faith and Determination, Bravery, Sorrow and Tragedy. It is with great pride and pleasure to know that this courageous woman is my Great, Great Grandmother.
1982. Thirty years is a long time but I can clearly remember looking at the Microfiche of the International Genealogical Index (IGI) for Redmarley, Gloucestershire. (Put together by LDS members over many years of work).
For the uninitiated and younger more recent researchers, in other words before computers and the Internet, this Index was one of the sole research vehicles available.
I was searching for Rucks (my mother’s maiden name), in the village of Redmarley, Gloucestershire (or Worcestershire, depending on what period). I suppose the one unusual name was Wilford. At the time I thought it was a transcription error for Wilfred. But what was puzzling and nagging me were all the names that appeared twice.
The names I was seeing were indeed my Ruck’s but with different dates against them. I had the correct family all right as the names on the microfiche matched exactly my census records but it was the name Wilford that confirmed it for me.
But why were they on the index twice?
An enquiry to the desk was at first fruitless. ‘You will need to ask the Authors of the IGI’. In other words the Church of Jesus Christ and Latter Day Saints, to give them their full title.
‘Where might they be’, I enquired, mischievously, already knowing the answer but which would inevitably be forthcoming?
It did and I was not disappointed. ‘Salt Lake City’ it came, over the desk from a head that never looked up.
So, I wrote, and as I have already said, no email or computers then, just a typewriter. My letter flew forth via Airmail. It seemed a lifetime for the reply to present itself but when it did it was intriguing (I still have the original copy). They could indeed help, the LDS always did and with a hint of pleasure thrown in. The files I needed to look at were the ‘Minnie Margets’ files (I think she transcribed them). These would be sent over to the LDS Mission in London and from there would be made available to me.
A phone call to the Mission put things in motion. I quoted a reference number from my letter from across the Ocean. They would phone when they were in. Within days I received my promised phone call.
Again I was not disappointed. A most helpful couple (man and wife, I suspected) received my presence at the London Mission with genuine friendliness and interest and I was set up with the film and machine. I merely had to scroll.
There before me, I was elated to discover, that Robert and Elizabeth Ruck nee Collett had been baptised into the Mormon Church in the 1840’s. What I did not know then was how very important this small episode in my research was to become 30 years later.
A little voice started.
Things started to fall into place. The English Census of 1851 showed robert ruck’s Occupation as what I first thought was Occasional Poacher but was in fact Occasional Preacher. This had been crossed out and Agricultural Labourer inserted.
My Microfilm from afar showed that Robert had been baptised by a Wilford (that name again) Woodruff into the LDS and later was to become an Elder. His wife Elizabeth Ruck nee Collett was also baptised with Robert. (How significant the name Collett was to become.
In 2012 our magnificent trip to Salt Lake City and my visit to the Church history Library there, I was able to confirm Robert and Elizabeth’s place of Baptism. It was at the pond at Haw’s Crof (Cross now). On the date from Wilford Woodruffs Diary, 9th April 1840, 5 people were baptised. 3 women and 2 men. Benjamin Hill, Mary Bundy, Elizabeth Ruck, Robert Ruck, Elizabeth Collett (Elizabeth’s mother, until now, not thought to have been Baptised LDS). It was here that wilford woodruff had a stone thrown at him by an angry mob which hit him on the head nearly causing him to fall with the man he was baptising. Robert Ruck?)
So, with a career and bringing up a family, I gave what time I could to our family history and our Ruck’s over the subsequent years. Sadly it was not much. My saddest part is that my Mother and Father are not here to share my recent discoveries. Discoveries that to me are of earthquake proportions. One does of course wonder if my mother knew of the events that I have discovered. After all Robert Ruck was only her Great Grandfather.
Having gained older years with no grace at all I suffered a minor stroke in 2009, when I returned to work I decided to then retire. I am one of those eccentrics who believe that all things happen for a reason. I was now at home full time and with a brain that was still very, very active.
I am not sure when I first heard it again, but after 30 years my small nagging voice started again. There was work to be done. It was at this point I picked up Our Family History with a renewed vigour. I, a few years earlier, had decided on a web site to trust our Family History with, ‘Ancestry.com’. I also purchased the latest version of their software ‘Family Tree Maker’. I had an older Broderbund version but it was quite ancient and had its roots in the earlier computer software for Genealogists.
My new software and Ancestry were from the same maker and were compatible. But not until after a lot of pain getting them to work together correctly.
However, I joined Ancestry and paid my money. It turned out to be a significantly wise investment. I had uploaded my history via a Gedcom file.
My renewed vigour paid great dividends and I was able to research at leisure from my computer. However, I have to make this very clear. It was easier yes, but absolutely no substitute for the immense pleasure of ‘finding’ documents at the numerous County Records Offices in the appropriate County. Handling the original documents once handled or in the presence of my Ancestors was one of the most satisfying things I have ever done. I saw and handled (carefully) documents that I will never handle again and some I have forgotten about. Suffice to say I still carry a white pair of gloves to my Record Office visits, just in case.
Modern technology is a huge benefit but it has its downside.
It was while I was on Ancestry that Darcy Slaughter (a descendent of Ann Oakey nee Collett of the famous Willie Handcart Tragedy) and I met. Contact was made as we were both researching the Ruck/Collett line. Darcy is one of my wonderful cousins I now have in the USA.
For quite some time I was puzzled by my inability to ‘find’ death registers in England for both Robert Ruck and Elizabeth Ruck nee Collett. Having a very inquisitive mind I started to put things together. Darcy sent me an account of Ann Oakey nee Collett. (Sister to Elizabeth). She and her family had travelled on the now famous Willies Handcart Company of 1856, which has gone down in history as one of the great tragedies of the pioneers. However, I will not dwell upon it here. Enough to say I shed many, many tears when I read it. A full account is in the ‘History’ and available on line and was recently serialised on the Collette web site.
I became convinced that Robert and Elizabeth had emigrated to America. I put it to Darcy, who at first felt it was not feasible but after my insistence (and my continual nagging voice) her investigations over her side of the Pond and with the help of Kari Kruger (another wonderful cousin) produced, to me, the most significant information of 30 years research.
Emails came in fast succession containing not only Robert’s ship details but also his burial details in Smithfield, Cache County, Utah thanks to ‘Find a Grave’. Jackpot. He was sadly buried in an unmarked grave. My nagging voice went into a high pitch. This was followed quickly by the 1880 census details of him. He travelled with his Daughter Sarah Ann by the recently completed Union Pacific Railroad, all the way to the Great Salt Lake in 1870.
But where was my Great, Great Grandmother, Elizabeth?
My little voice took on even more urgency, it screamed ever louder. She was not listed with Robert in 1870. Something was very wrong.
It was not long before my cousins again came up trumps. She, for some mysterious reason, had travelled completely alone in 1864; she sailed in the Hudson from London and had joined the William Hyde wagon Train out of Wyoming (same name as the state), Nebraska. I have carefully traced its long, long journey through Nebraska and across Wyoming, every single day I have logged. It was during this research that I found that she had died on the 10th October 1864. However, the source of this information remains a mystery. I obviously did not know my Great, Great Grandmother but feel so very close to her, I am not ashamed to admit that this news brought my tears again. The news of her death was not reported until much later apparently by her daughter Sarah Ann Merrill nee Ruck who emigrated with Robert, although no firm evidence has been found to support this reporting of her death.
This is where I got suspicious. I can find no further information about her at all. On Ancestry the death information is attributed to the ‘Millennium File’ and is classed a Citation. Despite numerous emails they, as yet, have not resolved my enquiries. It does bring into question the integrity of their Citations. Someone must have recorded her death date and her family told. Surely her brother Daniel Collett and sister Anne would have met the train. There is no mention of her death in all of the accounts I have read. It of course was not unusual for people to die on the journey, sadly, many, many did. The William Hyde train had more share of deaths than other trains. There was also an outbreak of Typhoid, which was reported. It would also have been desperately cold in Wyoming in October. My Great, Great Grandmother was 58.
On the day of her death it was reported that the train started out late due to missing cattle.
She would have been buried along the trail, with a simple marker, long lost to the elements. I have also read that she was buried three days later (13th October 1864) but cannot find the source of this information either. I find this most tragic that she travelled to within days of her journeys end only to die alone, 4,000 miles from her family. I remained suspicious and my small voice was at it again. There is more to find me thinks. I owe that to my courageous Great, Great Grandmother. May she rest in peace.
I realised that I would not be satisfied until I made the journey to Wyoming and Utah.
My objectives were two fold.
To erect a headstone on the unmarked grave of Robert Ruck, my Great, Great Grandfather (he had lain there for 130 years) and include Elizabeth in this memory of him.
To visit Point of Rocks, Wyoming, which I suspect, was the place of my Great, Great Grandmother, Elizabeth Ruck nee Collett death in 1864.
So, in July 2012, we flew to Utah on a journey of discovery, a family mission for me. Our journey, thanks to Jo Foster of the Bureau of Land Management took us to the deep wilds of Wyoming and later, thanks to David Thomas, my new found cousin, to the beautiful Smithfield Valley.
I stood at the Overland Trail Stage Coach Station at Point of Rocks. My little voice was silent. Elizabeth was dead here. We travelled further, back from where the train had come, deeper into wild, rugged, hostile, beautiful country.
It was at the Fort Le Clade Overland Stage Coach Station that my little voice returned. I knew then that it was here that my courageous Grandmother had still been alive.
Both objectives were achieved much to my satisfaction and the bonus was an emotional meeting of long lost cousins. David Thomas, Darcey Slaughter and Renee Spong. We also took the opportunity to visit the Temple in Salt Lake City and sat in wonder at the incredible Mormon tabernacle choir. The incredible voices and my emotions brought my tears again. My thoughts were with another soul, singer and cousin, our little Rhoda Rebecca Oakey that tragedy befell, of the Willies Hand Cart Company. She with the beautiful Soprano voice who sang in the evenings and gave so much pleasure to her fellow Saints.
Research in the Church History Library, a very welcoming place, was very productive. Elizabeth had travelled with the help of the Perpetual Emigration Fund. Wilford Woodruff’s Diary confirmed Robert and Elizabeth’s place of baptism, Haws Crof (now Cross, Redmarley) in 1840 and the likelihood of him being the man being baptised when Wilford Woodruff was struck on the head by a stone thrown by an angry mob.
However, nothing further was found on Elizabeth’s death or burial.
It was on my return to England with requests from my American cousins that I look deeper at other descendants of Robert and Elizabeth. My voice was also insisting that I look into Elizabeth’s life and why, in 1864 Elizabeth Ruck nee Collett, 58 years old, a Mother of ten (one, her daughter of 14) and a Grandmother to two, having lived in the same place for nearly 40 years, suddenly uprooted and completely alone started on an epic journey to Utah.
She seemed like a woman driven.
To try and discover more I have gone back to her very humble beginnings to find out about Elizabeth the woman and mother and what drove her to make that tragic journey.
In England civil records started in 1837. Before this date it is mainly only Parish Records, Bishops Transcripts and Wills that research is possible. Therefore we are looking for Baptisms, Marriages and Burials (not Births, Marriages and Deaths).
Elizabeth Collett was born in 1805 and was baptised into the Established Church of England on 22nd December 1805 in the small Parish Church in the Worcestershire village of Tirley, which sits at the bottom of the beautiful Malvern Hills. This was ten weeks after her parents, William and Elizabeth, married in the same Parish Church on 7 October 1805.
She was the eldest child of William Collett and Elizabeth (often called Betty) Bromage. There is speculation that she was born in 1806, the earlier date being an older sister who passed on. However, I have copies of the registers for Tirley (both Parish Records and Bishops Transcripts) along with Transcribed records by William Good for Tirley, Worcestershire. None of which record a second baptism in 1806 or indeed a burial. (Bishops Transcripts were a report sent to the bishop each year listing all Baptisms, Marriages and Burials carried out in that Parish during the year. A sort of Annual report to the Boss).
William, Elizabeth’s father, was an Agricultural Labourer, working all his life, like his ancestors on the Land with the extreme hardships that kind of life brought.
To put things in perspective in 1826 William Cobbett visited Wiltshire. A county similar to Gloucestershire and Worcestershire and reported the following in ‘Rural Rides’.
I have to express my deep shame, as an Englishman, at beholding the general and extreme poverty of those who cause this vale to produce such quantities of food and raiment. This is, I verily believe it, the worst used labouring people on the face of the earth. Dogs, hogs, and horses are treated with more civility; and as to food and lodging, how gladly would the labourers change with them. This state of things never can continue many years! By some means or other there must be an end to it; and my firm belief is, that this end will be dreadful’.
Wages would have been very low. Virtually on the poverty line. All lived in tied cottages (owned by the employing farmer or landowner), no running water (a communal well was the best to be had), rainwater for washing would have been collected in barrels, cooking would have been done over open fires in the living area; a wall oven was a luxury. No more than two rooms downstairs with a ladder to the second floor meant a shared bedroom for ALL children of all ages and sex. Illness or injury meant eviction, followed by abject and total Poverty. The term used if this happened then was ‘Pauper’. It was against this harsh way of life that Elizabeth grew up.
They were all simple God fearing people and very, very poor.
William Collett and his wife Elizabeth had four known children. However, one, Amy, was born and died in 1815. She is buried in Tirley Parish Church Cemetery in an unmarked Grave. Costs of headstones or such were simply not affordable. Elizabeth was Ten years when her baby sister was lost.
There were three surviving children of William and Elizabeth Collett. Elizabeth’s brother Daniel Collett (Corse, Gloucestershire, 1808) and her sister Anne Collett (Pendock, Worcestershire, 1812) who both later entered Mormon and Pioneer folk law.
I think given the hardship of those times all three children grew up very, very close.
The Collett family remained in and around the surrounding villages on the Herefordshire, Gloucestershire and Worcestershire borders.
Elizabeth would have been brought up according to the Established Church of England (there is no evidence she joined another denomination. All the Collett children were baptised into the Established Church of England.
Little else is known of Elizabeth during her early life until her marriage to Robert Ruck on 2nd April 1825 in the Parish Church of Redmarley, Worcestershire (later Gloucestershire). Elizabeth was 20 years old.
On the arrival of Wilford Woodruff from the Potteries the biggest mass conversions to the LDS in history took place. All but one of the United Brethren was baptised by Wilford Woodruff into the LDS along with countless others. To my knowledge it has not been surpassed.
I have found no evidence that Elizabeth or Daniel joined the United Brethren (Although Thomas Oakey, Ann’s husband, had). Indeed, in Wilford Woodruff’s accounts of that time Daniel is referred to as Church Clerk. This was Church of England.
Ann, Elizabeth’s sister had married Thomas Oakey on 30 September 1836 who was not a well man and was deemed a ‘Pauper’ by 1839 due to his inability to work.
Daniel was the man sent by a local priest (Church of England) to report on Wilford Woodruff but instead was baptised by him on 6th April 1840 at Eldersfield (a Monday).
Robert Ruck is also mentioned in the Diary of Ann Weston (baptised 2nd April at Leigh): One Sunday afternoon while some were being baptized a man threw a dog in the pond saying he would baptize the Dog. There was a man standing near me that had walked 8 or 10 miles that morning to be baptized. He had a bundle of clothes in his hand. I saw a man from the other side of the pool come up to him and asked to borrow his clothes. They were willingly lent. The man went away, put them on, was baptized and returned them and Brother Rock carried them home wet. He afterwards joined the Church and we have laughed about his carrying his clothes so many miles and not using them.
This tells me that Robert wanted to be baptised earlier than he actually was or he attended the Baptism of his Brother & Sister-in-Law. In fact from the above I can put the date as Sunday 5th April 1840. That is the date when Wilford Woodruff was at Leigh (about 9 miles from Redmarley) baptising Thomas and Ann Oakey (Elizabeth’s sister) among others (9 in all) when the dog was thrown in the pool as recorded by Wilford Woodruff himself. Now, let me speculate. The above tells us that Robert lent the dry clothes he was carrying to another man, a stranger or his Brother-in-Law Thomas Oakey?
Either way if Robert was there then I am sure Elizabeth would have been as well, although in April 1840 she was carrying George who would be born in July 1840. The above also tells me Robert had a sense of humour.
They both attended Wilford Woodruff’s meeting on 9th April 1840 (a Thursday) at Haws Crof and were baptised. At that same time, according to Wilford Woodruff’s Diary, Elizabeth’s mother Elizabeth (Betty) Collett and two others, Mary Bundy and Benjamin Hill were also baptised. As already stated it was here that the stone was thrown that hit Wilford Woodruff on the head, nearly knocking him down.
Thomas Knighton (recorded as Kington by Wilford Woodruff) formed the United Brethren in the mid-1830’s in a break away from the Primitive Methodists. This new fledgling group (approximately 600) was spread across many small congregations scattered throughout Herefordshire, Worcestershire and Gloucestershire. There were in the region of 50 preachers.
In 1836 they built their own chapel in Gadfield Elm near Eldersfield. Set in a beautiful place at the very foot of the Malvern Hills. It still stands today after magnificent renovations by local LDS. It is the oldest surviving LDS Church in the world. (I have visited Gadfield Elm three times and have a compulsion to visit again).
There were no schools for the poor, so no formal education. However, Daniel as a Church Clerk must have somehow obtained a rudimentary education himself to hold such a position.
From Parish Records and Bishops Transcripts I found that Elizabeth and Robert’s first child was Judith, baptised in 1826 in Redmarley Parish Church.
I also found, only recently, that Robert and Elizabeth had another son also named Robert, born in 1827 in the Parish of Birtsmorten, Worcestershire (on his marriage certificate Robert is named as father). He was their eldest known son. They also had another Daughter, Ann, born in 1829 (Redmarley). When writing this I have yet to find what became of her.
She was followed by John in 1832 (Corse), Charles 1835 (Redmarley), Thomas (my Great Grandfather) 1837 (Redmarley), George 1840 (Redmarley), Michael 1843 (Redmarley), Wilford 1845 (Redmarley) and Sarah Ann 1849 (Redmarley). The family is recorded as living in Haw Croft, Redmarley (today called Haws Cross) in the 1841 census. John, Thomas, Charles and George are shown. Judith and Robert would have left.
In the census of 1851 Robert’s occupation shows occasional preacher (he was by then an elder in the LDS), but crossed out and Agricultural Labourer written in.
To try and put things in perspective. Elizabeth’s Father, Mother, Brother, Sister and Husband were all now LDS. I later found that her in-Laws (Robert’s wife, Pamela Gaskins parents were also LDS). Nearly all of Elizabeth’s children were LDS.
Elizabeth and Robert are shown, at the same location, in the 1841, 1851 and 1861 English census returns for Redmarley.
William Collett, Elizabeth’s father was later baptised into The Church of Jesus Christ and Latter Day Saints on 25th May 1840. Elizabeth (Betty), his wife, having been baptised on 9th April 1840, as I have already stated, on the same day as her daughter Elizabeth Ruck and son in law, Robert Ruck. All by Wilford Woodruff.
I firmly believe that my Great, Great Grandmother, Elizabeth, was a very deeply religious, God fearing woman. She was surrounded by her family all of the same convictions. All but two of her children living at home were baptised LDS. Her father, mother, brother, sister, husband (an Elder) and future in-laws were all LDS.
On 25th February 1850 their son Robert married Pamela Gaskins in Redmarley Parish Church (why not LDS?). Both put their mark on the register. Robert Ruck is shown as the Grooms father.
Pamela’s father William Gaskins had been baptised into the LDS on 15th April 1840 at Apperley, Gloucestershire. Pamela’s mother had been baptised on April 8th at Leigh.
According to the 1851 census Robert and Pamela also lived in Haws Cross just a few properties from his parents Robert Ruck and Elizabeth. Important for my future assumptions.
Robert and Pamela had their first child, a daughter, Mary Ann, born in 1850 but who tragically died that same year.
In 1851 Elizabeth Ann Ruck, another daughter of Robert and Pamela, was born, she also tragically died in 1852.
In 1853 they had another daughter, Emily, this child survived. Robert’s first surviving child.
However, on 9th April 1854 it appears that Elizabeth and Robert (who by then was an Elder) were ‘cut-off’ (ex-communicated) from the LDS.
It is possible that Robert and Elizabeth was one of a few ‘cut-off’. The historical church records for the Branch stated there was a situation in the branch where several members appeared to be “indifferent respecting the priesthood”, and it was noted that the Cheltenham Conference President stated “that he had counselled the branch president to cut off all those who would not obey counsel,” and that 11 people were cut off (which was a pretty significant portion of the branch at the time). Interesting though that Robert was an elder himself.
It seems that the problem was short lived as Robert re-joined in June 1854. There was obviously a clash of personalities as both Robert and Elizabeth were then in the Clifford’s Mene (Mesne?) branch. A few miles from where they lived.
One wonders why there was a rift.
I have searched with no success for evidence of Elizabeth’s son Robert his wife Pamela or their children joining the LDS. In 1855 another daughter was born also named Mary Ann. She also survived.
Tragically also in 1855 Elizabeth’s son Robert died. His death certificate says he died from ‘Fever of the Brain-3 days’. He was 28 years old.
This must have had a devastating effect on Elizabeth. Her eldest son, living so close, with 2 young children, dying so young in the prime of his life.
However, events then took a rather different turn. In 1858, Pamela Ruck, Roberts’s widow of just three years, gave birth to a girl who she named Ellen. On the birth certificate there is no named father.
By the census of 1861 Pamela Ruck, Roberts widow is living right next door to her father and Mother-in-law, Robert and Elizabeth. In the same census their other son John is living on the other side of Pamela as a visitor. One wonders why he is not staying with his parents. There was plenty of room.
Then in 1863, just one year before Elizabeth’s departure to America, Pamela had another child who she named George. Again on his birth certificate no father is named.
So, by 1863, Elizabeth had her widowed daughter-in-Law living next door with two bastard born children.
These events were then compounded in May 1863 by the death of Elizabeth’s father, William.
William had, according to the census returns for Eldersfield lived there in 1841. With him were his Daughter Ann, Son-in-Law Thomas Oakey and 5 grandchildren.
By 1851 he was living as a Lodger but still in Eldersfield. Thomas and Ann were living now with 5 children. Two additions, 2 had left since 1841.
In 1856 Thomas and Ann emigrated to Utah, leaving Elizabeth the only remaining child of William in England.
By the 1861 census William was in the Union Work House (Poor House). He was 83 years old and to be there would have been deemed a Pauper. He died there in 1863.
This would have been devastating news for Elizabeth. She was without her brother and sister and had now lost her father.
Pamela, still living next door did not have any of her children baptised LDS. They were all baptised into the Church of England.
I believe all these events proved just too much for a very deeply religious woman. A long-time member of the LDS believing totally in the restored Gospels.
Her pain at losing her father, alone to grieve (brother and sister emigrated) and no real way of communicating with them forced by her emotions to ‘find’ her Zion. A woman who felt shamed by her dead son’s wife. Elizabeth needed, no, was compelled, to emigrate. She, being LDS for over 20 years, would have qualified for help from the Perpetual Emigration Fund (I have the entry and amount taken). She would have gone with Roberts blessing possibly to set up a family home for them all with Robert following later as best he could.
A woman driven by grief and possibly, in her eyes, shame to seek solace with her brother and sister. To seek a new life for her and her family. To find her Zion, 4,000 miles away.
Elizabeth left with hope and faith in her heart to leave behind the poverty and hardship for a revitalised start for her family and to once again be with her siblings in a new promised land.
Sadly her dream ended. Completely alone, just a few hundred miles from her dream at Point of Rocks, Wyoming.
All that is left is a memorial of her on the headstone of her husband of 40 years, Robert Ruck in Smithfield Cemetery, Utah.
All that is left is for me or one of my descendants to ‘find’ the details of her death and burial.
However, in 2015, quite by chance, I obtained details from the ‘Special Collection’ housed in the Church History Library, 2nd floor), Salt Lake City.
There is very, very limited access to the 2nd floor due to there being records of ‘living people’ stored there. I am sure that the death details and records of persons over 150 years ago could and should be made available.
What was found was the following:
Logan Temple Record No. 436, Book A, Page 10
born 10 December 1806
Tinley, Gloucester, England
died 10 October 1864
Father, William Collett
Mother, Elizabeth Bromage
married, Robert Ruck
Heir*, Sarah Ann Ruck Merrill, daughter
Baptized, 9 April 1840
Endowed, 11 June 1884
(corrected from Elizabeth Collet Ruck)**
**This means that the spelling of Collett was corrected.
Let me quickly go through the information and give my view on it.
So, it would seem that the details of Elizabeth’s death were probably conveyed to Ann (Elizabeth’s sister) and Uncle Daniel Collett (Elizabeth’s brother). I am sure that both Ann and Daniel would have met the William Hyde Train on its arrival in Salt Lake City in October 1864 when details of the tragic news would have been conveyed.
This would have been given to Ann and Robert Ruck on their arrival in 1870 if not before.
I am not sure if the information is from the ‘ORIGINAL’ or an edited version. I suspect an edited version. Her birth date is incorrect here but is still wrong throughout LDS records relating to her. Tirley is incorrectly spelt as Tinley.
It’s interesting that the story of her burial, 3 days later on the 13th October 1864, still cannot, as yet, be substantiated. Where did that originate?
Sarah would have given these details when her parents were joined in 1884 a year after (1883) her father Robert’s death.
So, 6 years after my visit in 2009 AND my many enquiries since at the Church History Library it transpires I was correct, the information IS there.
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