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Posted On 07/14/2008 10:38:05 by InTheDoghouse

Do you have a pioneer heritage?

With Pioneer Day fast approaching on the 24th of July.  I thought it might be appropriate to talk about the wonderful Pioneer heritage that we each have as members of the church.

The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints is made up of pioneers.  From the very beginning of its roots in New York, with Joseph Smith,  to the outer most reaches of the world, as people hear the gospel for the first time in their lives and join the church, pioneers can be seen. 

Pioneer Woman and Girl

Pioneers come in all shapes and sizes.  They can be all ages. They all have three things in common:

To be a pioneer it takes, faith.  Faith allows them to proceed into the dark and not look back.

To be a pioneer it takes hope.  Hope is what they need to keep going.

To be a pioneer it take charity.  Charity is the spirit that they have when they desire to make it easier for those who follow.

You don’t have to push a handcart,

Leave your fam’ly dear,

Or walk a thousand miles or more

To be a pioneer!

You do need to have great courage,

Faith to conquer fear,

And work with might for a cause that’s right

To be a pioneer!

We are marching, ever marching.

We are marching, ever marching,

Marching onward, ever onward.

We are pioneers;

Ruth Muir Gardner, 1927–1999

Are you a pioneer?

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From: InTheDoghouse
07/27/2008 09:25:57

Illumined,

What an awesome Pioneer story.  I thank you so much for adding it to the Blog post.  I am in awe at the sacrifices our ancestors made to have the gospel in their lives and for us.  Pioneers come from all over the world.  Thanks for your wonderful family story!



From: illumined
07/24/2008 15:55:27

Hi Doghousebabe!


My father was the Gospel pioneer for my family.  There were only two "accepted" churches in his village in his day (1930-1970)  The village was goverened by a main Chief called a Matai.  Each family has their own Matai, but then there is a main Village Matai. 


M father accepted the gospel while he was posted away in another village as a police officer.  He stayed with a family who were members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day-Saints.  He was very impressed by the spirit he felt in their home.  He started taking discussions and eventually was baptised.


He returned to his village and when he told them that he was now a member of the "American Mormon" church, he was ostracized.  The Matai of the village would not allow him to partake in any of the village ceremonies etc.   In village life, the whole village is your family.  If you do something to embarrass the family, you have embarrassed the whole village, and more importantly - Matai (big chief) of that village. 


 The Church Ministers from the only two churches accepted in my father's village at that time (L.M.S and Methodist) pronounced curses upon my father and his immediate family.   It would have been a very lonely and confusing time for my Dad.  Fortunately (for him and for us today) my father stood firm in his new belief and walked over 50 miles to the nearest village with an LDS chapel every Sunday so that he could attend Sunday services.  There were no tar-sealed roads at the time, and shoes were a luxury, reserved for work.  The sun and heat would have been stifling, but every single Sunday without fail, he would start walking in his clean white shirt with his ie faitaga and tie.  No matter which church you belonged to, and no matter how poor you were, you always wore your whitest, cleanest shirt to church.  Everybody looked so clean and well dressed on Sunday - even if they couldn't afford shoes.


My father's father (Papa) was a significant landowner in the village, and after a year, my father approached Papa and asked him for some land on which to build an LDS chapel.  The Matai (village chief) forbade this and the villagers wanted my father banished from the village.  Don't even get me started on the beatings he received.  My father continued to fast and pray.  One day, my father was summoned by Papa and was granted a prime piece of land on which to build an LDS chapel in the village of Sagone, Samoa.  There was a great division in the village after this.  My Papa had gone against the wishes of the other two church Ministers and against the wishes of the village Matai, but my Papa did not want to lose his son, and had seen the wonderful changes that this new "American church" had made in my father's life.  This piece of land was gifted to the church.  A beautiful LDS chapel was built on the site not long afterwards. 


That chapel still stands today and welcomes a stalwart congregation of diligent members of the Saviour's Gospel in Sagone, Samoa.  My father's legacy lives on in us, here in New Zealand.  I am forever grateful for the courage that my father showed in accepting and magnifying his testimony in the Gospel. 


My Papa did not accept the invitation to be baptised into the Gospel while he was alive, but we were so happy to be able to do his Temple work after he and Grandma passed away.  My father is still the only member of the church in his immediate family and we are still mocked at family reunions for our beliefs, but we  stand tall and sure of who we are because of the courage that my Dad passed on to us.  We also know that we'll get the last laugh lol 


 


Thanks for the opportunity to share this. 


 


 


Love to you and yours! 


 


ps:  Thank you to all of the experiences that people have shared.  It's been wonderful to read them and to celebrate in the beautiful legacies that we are all blessed to enjoy today.  Life ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!



From: InTheDoghouse
07/21/2008 11:39:16

Nana,

You are most definately a true pioneer and have forged a trail for your own family to follow, in faith and endurance.  That choice at 17 has made all the difference.  This better road is now available for your own children to follow in your footsteps and press forward in faith as well.

Happy Pioneer Day!



From: LdsNana
07/21/2008 09:59:42

Doghouse - very good reminder of the pioneer heritage of each member of the LDS Church. 

I adopt this early Saint heritage proudly.  For myself, I am a truer Latter-Day-Pioneer and forged the blessings of the gospel for my own family by the choice I made at 17 to become active in the Church and to marry in the temple.  This was not the tradition of my own parents unfortunately.

My Eternal Family...  A Love Story!

I will be eternally grateful for the example of faith in every footstep of those who have gone before us... and whom we strive to emulate as we press forward today and into the next generation.

tDMg

LdsNana



From: InTheDoghouse
07/16/2008 10:19:52

Joni,

I firmly believe that obedience to covenants made in the temple will eventually cover all those who have temporarily lost their way.  They are like tentacles stretching out and gathering in those who are scattered.  After all isn't that really "the gathering" we are talking about?  Thanks for your additional comments!




From: FayetteIA
07/16/2008 10:02:06

Your are so right it is not only incredible but a "Real Tough act to follow"  You see when the missionaries came to my door, I was a very confused  teen mom/ estranged wife.  Ergo I had involved myself in some of the more popular past-times of the early 1970's and late 1960's..after all..I thought I had friends mouing that group of peers.  "I Stand all Amazed" is my signature, because I marvel that the missionaries would..for several weeks..pass right by my well tended "plants" in my flower bed. I am so amazed that the missionaries bothered with me at all.  They had some background on me from a family member of the man I was with..who inactive and very immersed in the "culture"  I was able to walk away from all that..knowing I made the right choice.  I have never regretted or looked back at that life with longing.  So you see..when I "stumbled" upon this family information on the Fisk family line..it was so overwhelming to me.  Maybe in a small way I felt like Alma when he recognized his blessings..finally.  I still do not have words to properly express my emotion about this finding.  You see, the last 2 generations, my Mom's side..which is where the Fisk/Fiske ancestors are..is heavily immersed  all manner of abuses and addictions.  Including sisters who joined the church shortly after I did.  My Mom and her bio-dad both died young of alcohol induced problems. I do not know if you can understand how this touches my heart..to know that I have g-parents who crossed the plains..who accepted the Gospel from the very beginning as it was revealed to Joseph Smith.  I can only quote the book title "A Marvelous Work and A Wonder" to describe the joy learning of these ancestors has brought to me.  I am so happy to share them..I am so proud and grateful. Joni



From: InTheDoghouse
07/15/2008 15:52:05

Joni,

Now that is an incredible pioneer heritage.  I loved the stories and the pictures that you posted.  Thank you for sharing your Stout/Fisk ancestry with us.  Can you believe that they both knew the prophet Joseph Smith so intimately?  Isn't that the coolest thing ever!  Once again thanks for sharing!



From: FayetteIA
07/15/2008 15:38:28

I just recently learned of my pioneer heritage.  This is a gmother who was an earluer member of the church and her husband.  I was stunned to learn about this.  The Fisk/Fiske line that I am connected to are from western NY.  Particularly around Chautauqua county.  I am a pioneer too, I am the only female truck driver in my family for at least 6 generations!  I guess you could say I drag a wagon just like my pioneer ancestores did, however a bit of upgrading has been added


Joni


Amanda Melvina Fisk Stout







Husband:
Allen Joseph Stout

Children:
14 children, including
David Fisk Stout

Father: Alfred Fisk
Mother: Maria Sager
Show Pedigree Amanda Melvina Fisk, daughter of Alfred and Mariah Sager Fisk, was born in Silver Creek, Chautauqua County, New York, June 12, 1832. Silver Creek lies on the shores of Lake Erie in western New York. Her parents joined the L.D.S. Church soon after it was organized and moved to Kirtland Ohio. Amanda was given a blessing by the Prophet Joseph Smith. Her father Alfred made the long march in Zion's Camp to the banks of the Missouri River. Cholera took his life, which is mentioned in church history. He was buried June 29,1834. One year later his wife also died on the banks of the Missouri and she was buried near him. Amanda was only three years old when she was orphaned. She lived with her grandparents. They were driven out of Missouri in 1839 and her grandparents also died due to the exposure and suffering.


It was during a very difficult and dark time of Allen Joseph Stout's life that this lovely young girl. Allen had married Elizabeth Anderson in 1843. He had worked as a Policeman at Nauvoo and a body guard to the prophet Joseph Smith. He had helped with the building of the Nauvoo temple and had worked as a carpenter and teacher at the Masonry Lodge. After their third child, Martha Ann, was born in Omaha on January 25, 1848 Elizabeth died five days later.


Allen relates: "in a benighted condition without a wife, with three little helpless babies, and a journey of 1100 miles to perform without an animal to help me, and what to do I did not know. So I continued to pour out my soul in prayer to God day and night for him to open up some way for me to support my little ones and get them to the Valleys of the Mountains." That prayer was answered when Amanda came to his aid as hired help to watch over his children. She was only 16 years of age when she began to work for him on April 8, 1848. After a short courtship, Allen asked her hand in marriage and she accepted. They were married April 30th, 1848 by Brigham Young. They moved to Pigeon Creek, Iowa and planted a garden and prepared for the trek west with the help of the Perpetual Immigration Fund. When she met Allen, we are not sure who she had lived with but we assume it was some church members. She named all of her children with the Fisk middle name to keep her family's name.


By July, 1851, Amanda, Allen, and the children were ready to leave for the Rocky Mountains with Alfred Corden's company. On March 9, 1851 Amanda gave birth to her first baby, a son named Alfred Fisk Stout. He was only four months old when they started the long journey. It was October 2,1851 that they entered the valley of the Great Salt Lake. Amanda was so sick that she had to be carried into the house. She was endowed at Endowment House in Salt Lake City the following July 23, 1852. During the time of Johnston's army threat to peace, the Stouts resided at Pleasant Grove, Utah for a short while.


The Prophet Brigham Young called the young family on a Cotton Mission to Southern Utah. They took the long wagon trip. A darling boy, David Fisk Stout, was born at Centerville Utah before they headed south. Amanda lived in the Wagon box until they could build a cabin in St. George. Allen staked out a claim near a place we now call Mt. Carmel, and named the place "Lydia's Canyon" after his eldest daughter. It is still so named today. After arriving at St. George, Allen farmed and helped build the St. George tabernacle. Amanda made all the clothes for the family. She was a large woman who gave much for the settling and serving her husband and the church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day-Saints. She had fourteen of her own children and raised three step children. They ate cornmeal as their principal diet. She and Allen lived in Rockville for over 21 years and found the weather there good for their health. When Brigham Young came in 1974 he organized the United Order there. They accepted it and enthusiastically joined the order. His son, David was called on a mission to help build the St. George temple. Amanda and Allen spent many hours drying their produce as well as the weaving and farming.


Amanda died of a stroke on September 21, 1888 at the age of 56. Allen died just one year after Amanda on December 18, 1889 being true to the faith, valiant to the call of the prophets and very great parents to a wonderful posterity.




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Allen Joseph Stout







Wife:
Amanda Melvina Fisk

Children:
14 children, including
David Fisk Stout

Father: Joseph A. Stout
Mother: Anna Smith
Show Pedigree Allen Joseph Stout, was from Kentucky, raised by strict Quakers. Allen was born December 5, 1815, into a family that had just experienced extreme hardships. He was the tenth child, born in the American frontier of Danville, Kentucky. When Allen's mother died of consumption (tuberculosis), on July 28, 1824, Allen and his brother Hosea were passed from home to home as hired help. Her loss to the family was well described by Hosea: "By her death I lost the only unwavering friend that I had and our family was now left like a ship without a rudder to be the sport of misfortune, and I sure felt and realized her loss, and now when deprived of her could begin to see my own ingratitude and disobedience to her." Allen made the comment: "I was a very weakly child; this man (a Martin Myers) used to abuse me by whipping me for things which I could not help." Hosea took his brother Allen to live with his cousin Ephraim Stout, Jr., to attend Jesse Stout's school for a time. Allen says he was the meanest man he ever saw. It was in the year of 1837 that Allen's sister, Anna married Benjamin Jones, a Mormon. At first Hosea wanted to disprove the new religion but soon became convinced of its truthfulness. Hosea remained at the Jones's home several days during which time he met his old friend Charles C. Rich, who was now a Mormon Elder.


Hosea states, "It is not necessary to mention our investigation which resulted in all cases in the loss of my position, while he always sustained his on the fairest possible terms. The perplexity which this threw me into can only be realized by those who have been through the same thing with the same anticipations before them that I had. I saw plainly that my position was wrong, and did also verily believe Mormonism to be correct." Though Hosea did not have courage at first to be baptized, he returned to Stout grove to teach the new doctrine to his astonished relatives. In 1834 Hyrum Smith and Lyman Wight passed through Stout Grove. He states, "The effect of their preaching was powerful upon us".... but Hosea still did not join.


During these years of Mormon proselyting, Hosea's brother Allen and father returned from their six year scout trip in Missouri and Arkansas. On their arrival father Joseph and son Allen investigated Mormonism with vigor. Allen writes: "I read the book: Doctrine and Covenants. I could not get hold of a Book of Mormon. I went to a number of Sunday prayer meetings, but still the most satisfaction I could get was what Hosea would tell me, for he was as well acquainted with the Gospel as he is now, but had not obeyed it yet. Soon after we got here (Illinois) Lyman Wight and Charles C. Rich came on from Missouri and held a meeting, so we all went to hear, and I was well pleased, and so was father, but to my great astonishment, some were very mad and said they did not teach the scriptures, but I knew better for I was well acquainted with the Bible."


After two months of study, Allen was convinced to gather with the Saints and be baptized. Their father went with them to Far West, Caldwell County, Missouri. August 6, 1837 they arrived but in poor health. Allen was out of money and had no choice but to stay. At first it seemed he had to return to the South after being rejected on a loan. Hosea came to his rescue by buying land and providing Allen with employment and shelter. Besides suffering physically he also suffered mentally for "I had become satisfied of the truth of the gospel and wished to embrace it, but still lingered back and had not courage to go forward and be baptized until the 22nd of April, 1838." His sister Lydia was baptized the previous day which may have helped him. His father Joseph never joined the church but seemed favorably impressed with Mormonism. Hosea finally was baptized August 24, 1838. Allen was a young man of 22 years at this time.


At the time of Allen's baptism he was a sick man. Allen writes that after Charles C. Rich baptized him "It seemed to me that I could almost rise and fly. As soon as I was immersed I felt relieved of a seemingly great weight, and as I went home I felt as though I could almost walk and not touch the ground. I had the Elders anoint me and I was healed of both my breast complaint and fever sores after the bone had been nacked all winter on my leg." After his baptism, he proved true to the tribulation that came to the church from the anti-Mormon mobocracy.


It was Allen who gave Orson Hyde a trip back on his wagon after Orson had betrayed the Saints. "I also divided my morsel of bread with him, but I was not much in love with apostates, . . . but I saw that Brother Hyde was on the stool of repentance and he did repent good."


At the young age of 24, Allen was called on a mission. He was set apart by Hyrum Smith April 20, 1840. He left Nauvoo on foot to go south. His intention was "to try to preach the Gospel, young and unlearned as I was, but I had never spoke in public in my life ...I did call on the Lord for strength and wisdom to enable me to perform my duty with an eye single to his glory." A letter was written to Allen from Hosea reporting the sad news that the prophet Joseph Smith was in danger in Missouri. Allen hastened back to Nauvoo. He worked as a carpenter, a fisherman, and received a commission as Third Lieutenant in the Nauvoo Legion October 20, 1842. At the age of 27 years and working as a teamster for Miles Anderson, he fell in love with Elizabeth Anderson and was married by Charles C. Rich on July 17, 1843.


On July 8, 1843, Allen was promoted to Captain, First Company, Nauvoo Legion. Hosea and Allen were determined to protect the life of the Prophet Joseph Smith. In Martha Cox's journal, page 78, she relates the following story: While Allen was serving as a bodyguard to the Prophet, they (Allen and the Prophet) saw a man coming toward them. When he was near, the Prophet said to Allen: "Wait here while I speak with this man." Allen waited for sometime a short distance away while Joseph Smith spoke with the stranger. When the Prophet returned to where Allen was, Allen was very upset for being so negligent as his bodyguard. The Prophet said: "That man wouldn't hurt me, he was John the Revealer."


Allen writes that after Joseph and Hyrum were taken to Carthage and jailed, the Prophet wrote an official order to Jonathan Dunham to bring the Nauvoo Legion to Carthage to save "him from being killed, but Dunham did not let a single man or mortal know that he had received such orders, and we (the Legion) were kept in the city under arms not knowing but all was well, "till the mob came and forced the prison and slew Joseph and Hyrum Smith".


Allen relates that the dead bodies were brought to Nauvoo. There he "saw their beloved forms reposing in the arms of death, which gave me such feelings as I am not able to describe." After the martyrdom of the prophet, Allen joined the Nauvoo Police Department. His salary was one dollar per day in "city script." In January, 1845, when the Illinois legislature repealed the Nauvoo City Charter even this pay ended. This act also ended the existence of the Nauvoo Legion. Brigham Young explained that they no longer could be paid, but if they would render their service, the Lord would provide for them. He was soon offered a job which gave him income. In 1845, Brigham Young asked him to be his own personal body guard. He served in that capacity until the following fall when he became Heber C. Kimball's personal guard. At the Kimball home, Elizabeth and Allen were sealed for all time and eternity. It wasn't until December 20, 1845 that the Nauvoo Temple was completed and Allen received his endowments.


During the winter months of 1845-46 Allen writes that they could not remain "in Nauvoo any longer, without fighting all the time." The Stouts were preparing for their journey to the West. The journey was very challenging due to his rheumatism attacks and the difficult weather. On February 10 the Stouts crossed the Mississippi. The severity of the weather forced the family to camp at Sugar Creek for several weeks. It was a difficult day when Allen lost his wife after she gave birth to their third child, Martha Ann. Elizabeth died January 30, 1848. Since 1846, they had remained in Council Bluffs.


Allen was left in "a benighted condition without a wife, with three little helpless babies and a journey of 1100 miles to perform without an animal to help me, and what to do I did not know. So I continued to pour out my soul in prayer to God day and night for him to open up some way for me to support my little ones and get them to the Valleys of the Mountains."


He sent his three children to live with his sister Anna. He hired a girl named Amanda Melvina Fisk to look after his children. She began work April 8, 1848. On April 30, Brigham Young performed the marriage ceremony for Allen and Amanda for all time and eternity. They moved to Pigeon Creek, Iowa where they rented land and planted a garden. He taught masonry and guarded cattle at night. All money was saved for the great trip west. Amanda gave birth to her first child April 16, 1849: Lydia Mariah Fisk Stout. Though illness came their way and financial trials were their lot, they were able to leave for the Rockies in July, 1851. March 9, 1851, their first boy arrived: Alfred Fisk Stout. In late June 1851 Allen bought a wagon and hired three yoke of oxen from the "Perpetual Emigration Fund," and was ready to make the trek to the land of religious freedom by July 4, 1851. It was a difficult journey but to their great joy and relief they arrived at the Salt Lake Valley October 2, 1851 at Hosea's home. Amanda was so sick she had to be carried into the house.



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From: InTheDoghouse
07/15/2008 10:09:47


texasblu wrote:

Yes I am.


It's been fun to live in an area where the pioneers are celebrated - in Texas the locals had never heard of pioneers, unless you meant Laura Ingalls Wilder! Our little community up here is having a weekend long celebration - it's so much fun, and I love it that my children, although not decendants, get to participate in remembrance!

Texasblu,

Living in California we, like Texas, usually miss out on all the fun and celebration of Pioneer Day.  I think that wherever we are though, we as members of this wonderful church, should take this opportunity to celebrate  our pioneer heritage in any way we can.

If we are a member of the church... we all have a pioneer heritage.  This is one thing that we can celebrate in a unified manner, perfectly.

Thanks for your comments.



From: texasblu
07/15/2008 07:14:14

Yes I am.   


It's been fun to live in an area where the pioneers are celebrated - in Texas the locals had never heard of pioneers, unless you meant Laura Ingalls Wilder!  Our little community up here is having a weekend long celebration - it's so much fun, and I love it that my children, although not decendants, get to participate in remembrance! 




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