LISTON, Lillie^{[1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7]}

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• Name	LISTON, Lillie
  Birth	28 May 1884	Escalante, Garfield, Utah, United States   [2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7]
  Gender	Female
  WAC	15 Nov 1911	MANTI
  _TAG	Reviewed on FS
  Death	4 Jun 1960	Escalante, Garfield, Utah, United States   [7]
  Burial	7 Jun 1960	Escalante Cemetery, Escalante, Garfield, Utah, United States   [7]
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  Family	BAKER, Claude Vincent ,   b. 20 Mar 1881, Richfield, Sevier, Utah, United States Richfield, Sevier, Utah, United Statesd. 9 Feb 1945, Payson, Utah, Utah, United States (Age 63 years)
  Marriage	17 Dec 1902	Escalante, Garfield, Utah, United States
  Children	+ 1. BAKER, Vonda Lillie ,   b. 21 Apr 1926, Boulder, Garfield, Utah, United States Boulder, Garfield, Utah, United Statesd. 16 Sep 2000, Richfield, Sevier, Utah, United States (Age 74 years)
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  Daughter of William Hayward and Ruth Hughes Born 23 February 1839, Sheerness, England Died 14 March 1918, Richfield, Utah Married William George Baker (A brief sketch of the life of my grandmother Baker, as told by Claude Vincent Baker, my father, to me, Ruth Baker Thompson) Grandmother Baker spent her girlhood in England. She had one full sister, Emma, who died in infancy. Her father was a cook in the Royal Navy and was absent from home most of the time. Hannah was seven years old before her father ever saw her, as he was away at sea during that time. When he returned he found that his wife had accepted a new religious faith, Mormonism, to which he also became converted. He was baptized 20 April 1851, and after working and saving for two years he was able to buy passage for his family to Utah. They sailed 23 March 1853, for New Orleans. Hannah would have been a girl of 14 at that time. My father didn’t know any details of their trip to Utah. He knew they came with a wagon company and supposed they had a wagon of their own, but in ReVon Hayward Porter’s account of William Hayward’s life, in this book, she states that: (They) “left Kanesville, Iowa, on July 14, 1853 in the Appleton M. Harmon Co. to cross the planes…There were 200 people in the company with 20 wagons. The Haywards finished this part of the trip by walking…arriving in Salt Lake City, Utah on October 16, 1853.” Mabel Baker Haycock says of her Grandmother Baker and her parents: “They had no oxen of their own, so of course, walked…across the planes. Their luggage was left at Council Bluffs.” They went to Ogden to live. About a year later my grandmother was a guest at a wedding. After the couple was married, the Elder who had performed the ceremony made the remark that there might as well be another wedding performed, since there was another couple present who would be married within the year anyway. He then pointed out Grandmother and Grandfather Baker. They were complete strangers, but I suppose they then got acquainted. They never could have spanned the class barrier had they still been in England. The Haywards were poor, lower class Englishmen, while the Bakers were wealthy, cultured, well-educated. Hannah had the education of the common people, while William George was educated to be an English gentleman. Grandfather’s mother, Jean or Jane Rio Griffiths Baker, was disappointed and opposed to seeing her son marry the poor immigrant girl. She disinherited him. They were married in Ogden where they lived with the Haywards for about five years. Their first two children, William George Jr., and Ruth Jean Rio (Aunt Jane), were born during that time. Grandfather Baker and his father-in-law, William Hayward, spent the winter of 1857-58 in Echo Canyon helping to try to keep Johnson’s Army from entering Utah. I suppose they were gone during the fall months, because father said that his mother and grandmother did the best they could at harvesting the crops and storing the grain. He said he had often heard them tell how they had kindling arranged in one corner of their home, so it could be easily set on fire if the army came. When the people were asked to move south while the army passed through, they loaded their wagon and went along. Grandmother’s first two children, William George and Ruth Jean Rio, were born in Ogden. From there they moved to Moroni where Henry and William Hayward were born. William Hayward was born 17 August 1863 and died 9 July 1865. They were then called to settle Sevier Valley. They, with Grandfather and Grandmother Hayward were among the first who entered Richfield and commenced a settlement there. Grandfather, who was an exceptionally fine mason and carpenter, built many of the first houses in Richfield. He built for himself a two-room adobe house, (these two rooms still stand today, as the front rooms of the fine home he built later). But Grandmother had scarcely begun to keep house when they were forced to flee for safety from the Indians during the Blackhawk War. Grandmother had a large chest which Grandfather had made as part of the furniture for their new home. Into this chest went all their bedding, clothing, and household goods which could be moved. When they reached Nephi, Grandfather unloaded the chest and leaving his wife and four babies in the middle of the street immediately started back for Richfield with a company to help bring more families to safety. The city of Nephi was overflowing and grandmother finally found lodging in a granary. She spread her quilts on the soft grain and made a fine bed for herself and children. They had a hard time to get enough food to eat in Nephi the first year. Uncle Frank was born about that time, and all his life he claimed that he was born so hungry he never did get all he wanted to eat. They lived in Nephi for about six years—1867 to 1873. When they returned to Richfield, everything they had left except the house and land had been carried away by the Indians including the wheat he had had stored in the house for flour. Once more they must begin anew, and food was very scarce until they could raise a crop. Grandfather soon prospered again and until just before his death he was considered one of the wealthiest men in that country. He was soon able to provide grandmother with a comfortable home which he himself built. He also made most of the furniture. Her home was furnished with stoves, sewing machine, and a fine organ when such articles were very scarce there. Grandfather and Grandmother Baker were sealed and received their endowments in the Endowment House. Grandmother became the mother of thirteen children—a Bakers “Dozen”, she called them. They were: William George, Ruth Jean Rio, Henry, William Hayward, Frank Arnold, Mary Hannah Hayward, Walter, John Richard, Charles Fredric, Elizabeth, Eugene Hayward, Claude Vincent, and Edward Lester. All except William Hayward and Charles Fredric she raised to adulthood. All of them married and have families of their own. An outstanding characteristic was her supreme faith in the healing power of the Priesthood. It stood her well in the gigantic task of rearing a large family in pioneer circumstances. At one time father was severely burned. He fell into a tub of boiling soap. He was a child of seven at the time, was running backwards and fell headfirst into the boiling lye and fat. He was so badly burned that some flesh fell from the bones on his right arm. Grandmother’s only treatment consisted of olive oil and administration by those holding the power of the priesthood. It could only have been through her faith that my father was spared, no organs of his body left weak, nor any disfiguring scars on his face or hands. During the last years of grandmother’s life she was ill much of the time. The only relief she could find was through the laying on of hands by the Elders, and that was sure to bring relief if she could have the Elders whom she chose. More than once she had them go to the second time for other Elders who were more faithful. Grandmother knew her religions and lived it. She was sincere and humble, loving everyone, and being dearly loved by all who knew her. Her life was a busy one, with a large family for whom to cook and sew. She must make all the clothing, even underclothing and overalls. The stockings were knitted by hand, and her children’s clothing must never be torn nor soiled. In addition to this, a good life’s work for anyone, she kept hotel. They opened the first hotel in Richfield or Manti while Grandfather was mail contractor, and kept it open for sixteen or eighteen years. It was kept in their home. Grandmother cared for the rooms and served three good meals doing all the work herself, with the help of her children. I have her dinner bell. She used it to call her family and hotel guests to their meals. She took it to Boulder with her. There was no bell for the school, so she let them take it. It was still in use when I taught school there and I called the children into school with it, not knowing it was my grandmother’s bell. Then the old schoolhouse burned down. One thing that was saved was the bell. My father told me it was his mother’s bell. Ken Memmott who was principal of the school had it and when I asked him for it he gave it to me. I can remember seeing Grandmother Baker but twice when I was four and again when I was about nine years old. At that time Father was building our home and made several trips to Richfield with wagons and teams to get materials. Mother went out one trip and took me along. I remember Grandmother as seeming to be the most wonderful person I had ever known. The “fuss” she made over me gave me the impression that I must be quite an important little girl at least in her estimation. I remember her taking me by the hand and leading me into her own room. “Grandmother’s child must sleep with her.” I felt very timid in her bed. I have a little purse she sent me. It is a tiny money purse with a chain handle and a picture of a lady riding in a buggy on one side. It was the first purse I had ever owned and I thought it the most wonderful thing in the world, and I haven’t changed my mind yet, because she sent it. Did I use it? No! Never! It was too precious. I put it carefully in my trunk to go and look at it occasionally and then tuck it safely away again. In addition to raising her own large family, Grandma raised two granddaughters, May Baker Oldroyd and Mildred Maker Self. They were both the daughters of her son, Frank, who lost two wives. May was the daughter of his first wife, Nettie Spencer. After her death, Grandma took the baby girl and raised her as her own. Then Frank married Kate Hawley and four children were born to them, Arnold, William, Mildred, and Kate. Grandma took Mildred after her mother died. Grandma Baker believed in a big family. There were six years between my two brothers Burnell and Ariel. Mother made the remark that whenever she went to Richfield during that time, Grandmother would say—“You are looking fine, Lillie, but you should have another baby in your arms.” My mother also told about one time when the family sat down to dinner at Grandma’s home and there was a cracked plate at Grandma’s place. She picked up the plate, struck it on the edge of the table, breaking it into half a dozen pieces. At the same time she said, “I’ll never eat from that cracked plate again.” That tells me that she was particular about her surroundings. I remember when we received word of Grandmother’s death. Father immediately mounted a horse and started for Richfield. Other members of the family couldn’t go. I felt like something very precious had gone out of my life, and my memories of her became sacred. I regret that I could not have known her better. In June of 1983, Mildred sent me a copy of her life story. In it she tells of her life at Grandma Baker’s which to me seems significant to our understanding of Grandma’s character and how she lived. I am, therefore, including some of Mildred’s life story here, even though I shall include a complete copy in this book. “After our Mother’s funeral I was moved across the street to live with Grandma Baker. Grandpa Baker had died in 1901, so she was a widow, age 70 years, when she took me. She had also raised May after her mother died (Nettie) besides her own family of eleven. (She had 13 but 2 died in infancy)… “I had the best home of all of us. Grandma always seemed to have money. She had cattle in Boulder that her sons, Claude and Eddie, looked after. Grandma and I went to Salt Lake to L.D.S. Conference several times on the train, D.&R.G. Heber J. Grant was president of the Church then. We stayed at nice hotels and ate at restaurants. Once we stayed at Hotel Utah on the 10th floor. I remember kneeling on a chair by the window and looking down on South Temple. In the evenings we went up on the “Roof Garden”. Then two or three summers Grandma and I went to LaGrande, Oregon, and stayed most of the summer at Aunt Mary Hannah’s, Grandma’s daughter, Ethel and Erma’s mother. We took the sleeper out of Pocatello, Idaho, and had breakfast in the dining car. Those trips were wonderful to me and I always had nice dresses, (sometimes made by a dressmaker named Edo Cody), nice shoes (Mary Janes) and pretty hair ribbons. Our hair ribbons always matched our dresses. “I had started taking music lessons on Grandma’s organ when I was about eight…Father had had a good wheat crop in 1915 which was selling for $4.50 a bushel as World War I was on. So in 1916, when he came home for the winter, Grandma was after him to buy me a piano, and he did. Not too many people had a piano in those days. “…I was 13 by then. On hot summer evenings, Grandma and my Aunts used to sit out on our front porch and listen to me play the piano…Grandma thought my piano playing was the wonder of the world. She especially like the hymns: “Come, Come, Ye Saints”, “I Know That My Redeemer Lives”, and “Hard Times, Hard Times, Come Again No More”. My father liked “Red Wing”, “Snow Dear”, and “After the Ball”. “…I had long hair—Grandma was proud of my hair and she used to brush it and brush it when I’d have much rather gone out to play…Every afternoon after dinner I had to get ‘cleaned up’—I could play in the mornings—clean dress (usually starched), hair brushed and combed, hair ribbons, etc., then practice my music.”

  
  

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