The following account is taken from a chapter of the book
Ancestors and Descendants of Andrew Lee and Clarinda Knapp Allen compiled by Gerald Ralph Fuller. In the words of an editor of that book, the “purpose in presenting these stories is to help strengthen family ties and faith in God. The love and sacrifice shown by these people help strengthen our testimonies of the truthfulness of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.” It is a witness to the gathering of the Saints in both a spiritual and temporal sense.
"Andrew Lee Allen acquired one hundred and sixty acres of land in Cattaraugus County, New York, where he made himself a very nice home. He planned to settle down for life and he soon owned a large grove of sugar maple trees besides his prosperous farm. He married Clarinda Knapp in December 1824. She was a refined, educated woman who was highly skilled in the arts of fine painting, sewing, tailoring, ladies’ leg horn hat designing, and homemaking. Her gentle upbringing had a great influence on the lives of those about her. She was a woman of true faith and was a Bible scholar. They had seven children, namely: Elijah, Lydia, Saphronia, Andrew, James, Sidney and myself, Charles, the second son.
"Andrew and Clarinda had not joined any religious society but were honest and upright with all men, waiting for something to come along that would give them better satisfaction than the religions of the day.
"In September 1833 there were two Latter-day Saint Elders who came through that part of the country and held meetings. Andrew Lee Allen was not at home at the time and did not hear them preach, but his wife, friends and neighbors did, and they were much impressed. When my Father came home Mother told him of the Elders and the Gospel that they preached and he became very anxious to hear them. He learned that they would preach at a place eighty miles from there and he concluded he would go hear them. This he did and he listened to the Gospel of Jesus Christ for the first time. He was much pleased and satisfied that it was true and he was baptized 3 September 1833 by Ezra Landing before he returned home. He received a testimony that never left him.
"He went home and began to arrange his business according to the spirit of gathering which he had. He sold his beautiful home for a low price and moved to Kirtland, Ohio. Here he met the Prophet Joseph Smith and the Saints and rejoiced with them. It was here that their daughter, Susan, was born 31 December, 1837.
"My father bought considerable real estate and paid a good price for it, but the price of land soon went down and he did not receive anything for it. He left and started West for Missouri. Because of sickness and the want of means, he stopped on the Illinois River at Bardstown and stayed through the winter. My father cut cordwood all winter and my brother Elijah hauled it. In this way we were sustained. We then moved back East to Virginia, Cass Co., Illinois, where we rented a farm from Mr. Levi Springer, who was a Methodist preacher. He treated us very kindly. There another son was born, 1 April, 1842. He was given the name of Levi, after the name of the good preacher. After farming there one year we moved about twenty-five miles farther East and rented a farm from a man by the name of Alfred Dutch, who lived on the road that led to Springfield. Mr. Dutch was very kind to our people. While we were living there, the Prophet Joseph was taken to Springfield to be tried on a false charge. The Prophet Joseph and his company stayed overnight on the 29th December 1842 with Captain Dutch.
"After living there one year, we moved back to Mr. Springer’s again and lived there one year longer. Then we moved west again toward Nauvoo and stopped with Mr. Roberts, ten miles east of Carthage, where the Prophet and Patriarch were murdered. We became acquainted with Miner T. Deming who afterwards became the High Sheriff of Hancock Co. He was very friendly to our people.
"Water became low in the streams while we were there which retarded the grist mill in grinding flour, so my brother, Elijah, and I were sent into Nauvoo to get our grist ground at the steam mill and it was there I saw the Prophet Joseph for the first and the last time. As we stayed in Nauvoo a few days we were looking around town and went near where the Prophet Joseph lived. He had a brick barn nearly finished and men were hauling hay into it. There was a gully or ravine washed out by the rain water running down by the side of the road next to the barn where the wagons had to cross with their loads of hay. The Prophet came along. I was standing nearby and heard what he said. He spoke to one of the boys and said, 'I think this ditch or gully ought to be filled up so the wagons could cross better,' In reply the brother said, 'I think, Brother Joseph, that it would be better to put a culvert or bridge in there so when it rains, the water will run under the bridge and will not wash it out again.' 'Yes, yes,' said the Prophet, 'That is better. Even though you can outwit me I can throw you down.' This made an impression on my mind that I have never forgotten.
"In the fall of the 1844 we moved toward Nauvoo, and stopped on Camp Creek, fourteen miles north and east of Nauvoo. Miner R. Deming had been elected sheriff and had moved up to Carthage, where he lived in the lower room of the stone jail. As we were moving up to Camp Creek, we passed through Carthage and were welcomed by Mr. Deming to stay overnight. We made several trips and stopped with him each time. My older brother Elijah and I were allowed to go through any part of the jail that was not occupied. We went into the room where the Prophet and Patriarch were when they were so cruelly shot and murdered outright without any cause. We looked at the blood stained floor and the ball hole through the door. The ceiling was knock- off in many places. It made us feel very sorrowful.
"We moved up to Camp Creek and rented a farm from Mr. Hibbert, where we farmed one year and raised a good crop of corn. We could not get anything for it there, but by hauling it to Nauvoo, fifteen miles away we could get ten cents a bushel for it. As I was the oldest boy at home, I started to haul corn to Nauvoo with two yoke of three year old steers. I hauled nearly all winter. My older brother, Elijah, had gone away from home to look for work. He started west and traveled a number of days, crossed the Mississippi River and traveled through the country for sometime and failed to get work. On his re turn he came to Nauvoo and called at President Brigham Young’s home and asked for counsel. Brother Young told him that he could stop with him and go to work, which he did, and lived with him until the Church moved West. He drove a team for President Young through to Winter Quarters on the Missouri River where he enlisted in the Mormon Battalion and went through to California. He served one year in the Government service, and was discharged at Los Angeles on 16 July 1847.
"When I was hauling corn to Nauvoo I stayed at President Young’s where Elijah w as living. I became well acquainted with the family and was much pleased and well entertained by the young ladies of the house. Vilate, who was Brigham’s daughter, and Susan Divine, who played on the piano and sang their beautiful songs, made the time pass very pleasantly during the long winter evenings.
"On 27 January 1846 my father and mother went into Nauvoo and received their blessings in the Temple of the Lord. In the spring of 1846 we crossed the Mississippi River and started west with the Saints. It was very rainy and muddy which made it slow traveling. My mother was feeble in health and my oldest sister, Lydia, was also afflicted with poor health (asthma) and they suffered a great deal as they were exposed to wet and cold with only one wagon for eleven in the family. As we had no tent some of us were obliged to sleep out on the ground in the open air in rain and storm.
"We traveled on and stopped at Mt. Pisgah where we built a log house and put in some wheat and corn. As our supply of food was about gone we were obliged to go on and leave our improvements for others to enjoy. We traveled to Winter Quarters on the Missouri River and were obliged to go down into the state of Missouri and work for provisions. We traveled about seventy-five miles down the river and stopped with Mr. Cole in a small log house where we stayed through the winter. We worked harvesting corn and splitting rails. In the Spring of 1847 we moved down on the bottom to farm with Mr. Jacob H. Rose and we raised a large crop of corn. There was a Government Post about sixty miles up the river and I started to haul corn to it expecting to sell it and get something to help us along. As the post was on the west side of the river, it was not convenient to cross the river during the winter on account of the floating ice that was floating most of the time. I decided to put the corn into the crib near the river and keep hauling until some time in February when the ice would freeze over sufficiently to bear up wagons. When it was frozen over, my younger brother, Andrew, and I went up and hauled corn over for a day and a half. Then it turned warm and the ice began to break. As we were hauling with cattle we hitched them three or four chain-lengths from the wagon, so if the wagon broke through, the oxen and wagon both would not go down. About four o’clock in the afternoon, we had gotten about one third of the way across the river with a big load of corn, when the wagon broke through the ice, and the corn floated down the river to make a good bait for the catfish. We got help and got the wagon out and went home. That was the last time we got across the river. We left the balance of the corn in the crib and got nothing for it.
"In the spring of 1848 we moved up towards Kanesville and stopped on Keg Creek, eighteen miles south of Kanesville where there was a small branch of the Church organized with Elder Libeus G. Coons presiding. We stayed there four years and opened up and improved two farms. My brother, Elijah, came home from California in the fall of 1849 while we were living on Keg Creek. The first summer it was thought best for me to go down into Missouri to work out and get some means to help the family out. I started out afoot and alone, and traveled about a hundred miles, then stopped at a little town called Aragon, and went to work in the harvest field. I worked all through the harvest binding wheat for seventy-five cents per day
"The next summer I went again but not so far down into the state of Missouri. I worked for wheat and went back and got the ox team and hauled it home for bread and seed.
"In the fall of the year before we started to Utah, Brother Elijah thought each of us had better take a team and go down into Missouri and buy up two loads of apples as they were selling in Kanesville for a good price. We started out and traveled down into Missouri some distance below St. Joseph and stopped at a Mrs. Thornton’s who was a widow. She was well-off and had a large plantation and lots of negroes. We were treated very kindly and were invited into the house to eat our meals with the family. We bought fifty bushels of apples from her and loaded our two wagons and started home. We stopped at St. Joseph on our return and called on General Doniphan who was a son-in- law to Mrs. Thornton, and also was a merchant in St. Joseph. He treated us very kindly and made us some presents from the store. We returned home after a long and hard trip. Levi, now seven, wanted an apple so badly but was told we must sell them for money to go to Utah. He was happy to get one very small apple. (Levi remembered this very vividly when he was 86 years old).
"Saphronia married Jacob Rose. They moved to the junction of the Missouri and Platte Rivers and established two ferry boats in 1849. Many were traveling through to California for gold so they did pretty well. My oldest brother, Elijah, and the younger boys established a saw mill near father’s farm and ran it one season before they sold it for $1,000.00. They used the money to get ready to come to Utah.
"In the spring of 1852 we sold out our farms and prepared for starting west with the saints. We went in the first company of 100 wagons. Our trip to Utah was a long and tiresome journey about two months and a half on the road. We arrived in Salt Lake City the 13th of August 1852. We stopped a few days in Salt Lake City and then moved south to Provo."
Andrew Lee Allen is my second great grandfather. His son Andrew Lee Allen, Jr. is the father of my maternal grandmother, Clarinda Ann (Allen) Cafferty.
Now let me add something regarding gathering from more recent family history. In August 1973 we went to the area conference in Munich. Explaining the purpose for holding area conferences President Harold B. Lee said
“… when people are baptized in the Church, they desire to be gathered where a body of Saints may be found, particularly where they can have the fullness of the blessings of the Church, including the blessings to be found in our temples. With this desire to gather on the part of our people so evidenced, we have thought to come to them with these area conferences. Here we are able to meet our leaders and to get acquainted with conditions of each country. Here we are able to communicate more fully than we could if we were to stay just at the headquarters of the Church.”
At the end of the conference, we heard President Lee instruct those who were at the conference from nations under communist control to return home. The reason, as we understood from his remarks, was to make their attendance at future conferences possible. I also received the impression that their return would facilitate a greater work in their own countries. With that in mind as I now think back on
President Monson’s effort with the government of the German Democratic Republic on behalf of the Saints in that country, I can see the Lord’s hand at work. The gathering, both spiritual and temporal, is now progressing rapidly.
(Click here for a report of
Munich Conference. When you read the report, look for a story about Pietro and Delicta Snaidero and Luigi Pittino. They are the members in San Tomaso my companion and I met with every Sunday.)