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Show The Ogden Valley news Volume XXVII Issue II Page 9 June 1, 2020 Biography of Christine Burt Marshall: Part I By Jennie C. Neal, from notes given to her by her mother. Note: This information is from “Early History of Liberty and the People,” by Mary Chard McKee. One of the earliest memories I have of my mother is that of being with her in the yard of our home at Liberty, Utah. It was late summer and we had sought the cool shade of the trees which surrounded our house. The following are some of the beautiful thoughts she impressed on the family. There were some jobs which were distasteful. If one of the children hesitated, she would say, “If the job does not dignify you, you must dignify it.” Others were: • Do not fly too high; you might light in a mud puddle. • Do not boast of what you are going to do; the devil will hear you and try to prevent you from accomplishing it. • Handsome is as handsome does. • Don’t count your chickens before they are hatched. • If you want something, reach for it and keep on reaching. While you are reaching, give. But by the grace of God, that might be you. • Step lively or you might get stepped on. • It is as important to accept graciously as it is to give freely. • That which is yours will come to you. • Share and share alike. • We must accept the inevitable. • If you see a fault, be not the first to make it known. Christina Marshall age 16. Christina Marshall with her first son John Thomas (June 23, 1875 ~ April 9, 1876). • Smile and the world smiles with you; weep and you weep alone. • What kind of seeds are we sowing? • Faith is being and doing. • If a job needs to be done, the one nearest to it does it. • When you give something, be sure you give yourself along with it. As we sat under the trees, four well-dressed men drove up to the front gate in a fine Viele, top buggy, got out, and tied their horse to the hitching post. As they entered the gate, and came toward us, mother rose up to greet them. The men were William Glassman and Frank J. Hendershot who had come up to our little town to hold a political meeting that evening. They had driven from Ogden, over roads that were not paved, nor even graded. The journey of eighteen miles had been a long one over hot, rough, dusty roads. Although they were well dressed, they looked hot, dusty and tired. Mother invited them to be seated. She sent my brother to take their horse to the stable and to feed it. It was not very long before these men were satisfying their hunger, and praising the appetizing luncheon that mother had set for them under the trees, especially the rich cool milk that had been brought from the cellar. Later, as they left—washed, cooled and refreshed—they assured Mother that they fully appreciated her kindness and hospitality, which they seemed to feel sure they would receive. I can recall many other occasions when people came to our home, anticipating a rest and something to eat for their horses, as well as themselves. Our home was near the meeting house (in Liberty) where all kinds of religious, business, and social meetings were held. It also served as a place for public schools. Our village was eighteen miles from Ogden, and whenever visitors came in any capacity—religious, educational, political, or business—they knew there was a place nearby where they would be welcome, and receive refreshments. Whenever church officials came to visit, by appointment or unexpectedly, my mother always entertained them. If they came for Sunday School, they would need luncheon before they left on the long trip back to Ogden. If they came to Sacrament Meeting, they would need dinner before they started back home; or, if they came to an evening meeting, they would arrive early enough to have their horses fed and cared for in order that they, too, could make the long journey back to Ogden. If there was a conference, or it was known that visitors were coming, others in the ward would frequently entertain them, but my mother’s home was open to care for all emergency visitors, weekdays or Sundays, daytime or nighttime, she was called upon to give entertainment, and it was always given ungrudgingly. In fact, it was a source of education for us, and we had many rich experiences and happy times. Whenever plays, entertainments, or ward parties were given, all the forgotten necessities were furnished by mother at the last minute. No matter how carefully the committee had planned, they would need a bucket or a dish, a quilt or a chair, or some curtains or a picture. Immediately, someone would suggest, “Run over to Sister Marshall. She will let you have it.” Many times the young girls would call to put on finishing touches before a dance. After having ridden a mile or two in a buggy, or wagon, there was sure to be a curl out of place, some dust to brush off, or a skirt or dress to press. Someone would often rush over during a dance for a needle and thread to re-patch some part of their apparel that had met with disaster. The door was never locked. Everyone knew where the sewing machine was. On Sunday after church, the young folk would gather at our home. Usually some of them would stay for supper. In later years, as mother told me of many incidents, and experiences that had occurred during her early life, I was able to reason out why she always felt that it was not only a duty, but a pleasure and a privilege to be hospitable. She often quoted her father as saying, “You will always have friends, because you have always been a friend. You will never want, because you have always given.” He held these ideals before his family always. From The Past . . . GEnEral STorE 1949 Can you identify those shown in the photo? 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