In summer of 1909 father purchased a home. My visit at Pearl's home were too few and brief to bear much importance. Than Pearl moved to on other house, across the lane from Mother's home, not long before Pearlie was born. It was here that Hyrum and I spent more time together playing, running and walking holding hands, his hands always seemed so different and nice and I did enjoy his company. I remember the Sunday when Pearlie was born, Hyrum and I went into the house together and sister Mortenson was inside talking to Pearl, counselling on subjects of birth expectency. Very soon thereafter Pearl and family moved to Juraez where her mothers Aunt Sis Taylor lived, and about that time father began his railroad grade construction work in the mountains south of Pearson, Mexico. Pearl spent some time at one or more of the camps and also Sis. Taylor was with them for a while at one camp site during pregnancy when Pearl was carrying Earnest, which was late spring of 1912. After school was out, Mother and I also Ben spent summer of 1912 with Father on his last project southeast of Pearson, toward Pachicco; until the uprising of the Mexican Revolution, when we were forced to go back home and then out of Texas and El Paso. From July through about August 16 we stayed in El Paso then took the train to Modena Utah, then in wagon transportation to St. George. About the 20th of December we left for Benson, Arizona. Ernest was born in a two-story adobe house in St. George Oct. 15, a big baby weighing 12 pounds and Pearl was so unhappy and spent all the time inside upstairs. After our journey to Benson, so much continual contentions between the family factions because of varied difficulties and for innumerable causes, which might be termed purely misconstrued misunderstanding, were caused of many hardships and hurt feelings which have continued to hamper family relations and associations. Pearl's children were taught to call my mother "Aunt Fanny" but when ever mother spoke of Pearl her term was always a curt "Her Ladyship".

December 22 1918 Mother and I left El Paso for Monticello utah where George and Sam were, we traveled by train through a narrow gorge to Dolores, Colorado by Santa Fe. While still in Monticello, father called to tell us, at George's home of Pearl's sudden death on March 21, 1919. Mother left immediately the next day to take train at Thompsons, Utah and to Denver and on to Texas. Mother and Father moved with Pearl's children with exception of Bessie to Guadalupe and later to Dublan where Father died.

Bessie was born at or [unable to read last line, continued where I could read] I well remember Father's look and expressions of special pride whenever I saw him holding "Little Bessie". Father was deeply grieved ath the loss of Pearl as well as the little boy son besides the fact that he was unable to keep little Bessie, as she stayed with her Aunt Bessie in El Paso. Thereafter Pearl's children were seperated and different ones being with families in different places. After these many years, each of Pearl's children are well able to give creditable account of themselves and all of them are very defintable a credit to themselves, and I'm sure Father and Pearl would be very proud of all of them.

To go back a time, I want to mention a factor of fact, which held a great deal of import. In the summer of 1916 Father negotiated for a small 14 cow dairy. The last 2 years after acquiring the dairy the debt of $3,000.00 indebtedness was paid. Lehi, Joe, Ben and myself did all work required except when butter was churned, then mother worked and molded the butter. Then the dairy was moved to the ranch outskirts of Benson near the old smelter and round-house. Where Dad and Pearl's family did the dairy work. During the early years of our lives in Arizona and soon after leaving Mexico Father spent the 2nd winter at El Paso to earn money for both families to keep alive. He could not fimd employment at Benson and could only get the job at night as a night watchmen at El Paso. His salary was $ 30.00 a month and he sent each wife, Mother and Pearl, 15.00 for grocieries and other needs. He also found a small part time odd jobs. It was at this time that Father's health began to fail, because of the fact that he could not afford to eat proper meals. He used to tell how he could go to a chinese restaurant after his shift was over, early mornings, for a bowl of soup or whatever he got for 10 cents, then about once or twice a week eating a good meal at Aunt Sis Taylor where he also slept part of the time in an upstairs room. The rest of the time his nourishments consisted fo hard tack candies which he got at Kress's store and kept in his pocket to eat when he felt hungry. Later sugar diabetes was found to be the cause of his ill-health from which he died Feb 7, 1922 at Dublan, Chi. Mexico. One final note: once he told us finding what he felt certain of and appeared to be a baby's wrist and forearm in the soup which was served to him El Paso at the chinese resturant where he frequently ate soup and etc.

Written by Ester - Summer of 1977
Trancribed from original handwriting by Jimmie Macdonald
Nov. 16, 1979.

GUADALUPE MEMORIES

By Mary Ester Jarvis Young

In 1918 (Dec.) I, Ester had worked at the telephone office in El Paso. Uncle Lee was working in El Paso for the American Laundry. So Grandmother went there to be with Lee and Ben instead of staying at Pomerene Ranch. They sold the Pomrene ranch between Benson and Pomrene to Parley and Grace. The whole family went to El Paso. F.G.D. Jarvis, Nellie and Ester lived near the Brick yard in El Paso and Ben married Mabel Farnsworth, who had lived in part of the house. Grandpa and Pearl's family went to the Pear Ranch South of Ysleta. Mother gave me the choice of going down on the Pear ranch with Dad or coming or Monticello with her. Nellie was left with them at the Pear Ranch. So we went to Monticello in Dec. 23, 1918. My letters to my boyfriend, Amos Kenworthy, were intercepted from the Post office at Monticello. I recieved 2 letters afterward. We all had the flu right after Christmas. Little old Grandmother was not well and didn't weigh over 90 pounds. Because Aunt Pearley Dean Taylor Jarvis died 21 March 1919, so Mother left late in March to take care of the family, via Denver, Colorado. Grandmother F. G. D Jarvis was not well and didn't feel able to take care for all the family. Hyrum was 16, Edwin was 13, Brig 11, Pearl 9, Ernest 6, Bessie 3. She was kept by Aunt Bessie Taylor.

This appeared in the daily Herald, Provo Utah, Sunday, Oct 15, 1978.

Funeral services for Mary Ester Jarvis Young, 76 who died at her home Friday, will be held Monday at 11 AM in the Orem 68th LDS Ward Chapel, 400 N 400 E.

She was born April 7, 1902 in Colonia Morales Sonora, Mexico, a daughter of Samuel Walter and Frances Godfrey DeFriez Jarvis. On May 1928, 1919 she married Ernest Leslie Young. They later were divorced.

She lived in Monticello, San Juan County; in California and for the last nine years in Orem.

Survivors include four sons and four daughters, Howard Leslie Young, San Jose, Calif.; Melvin Jarvis Young, Palo Alto Young, Calif; Ernest Albert Young, St. George; Joseph Don Young, Pleasant Grove; Ethel Pritchard, Sonoma, Calif; Frances Nelson, Hanford, Calif; Alberta Nicholas, San Jose, Calif; and Mrs. Stan (Dorothy Ann) Stanley, California; 30 grandchildren and 10 great grandchildren; Five brothers and two sisters, Benjiman Jarvis, Edwin Jarvis, both of Mexico; Hyrum Jarvis and Ernest Jarvis, both of Whitter Calif.; Bud Jarvis and Mrs John (Bessie) MacDonald both of Hemet, Calif.; Mrs C. L. (Pearl) Augustus, Provo.

Friends may call at Sunberg Mortuary, tonight from 7 to 9 o'clock and Monday at the chapel an hour prior to services. Burial will be in the Orem City Cemetery.

These are two poems written by Mary Ester Jarvis

What a lively winter scene!
The over-all expanse, a glistening white shroud!
This - a new day of a New Year -
Dawning with a purposeful promise.

The sun's gleaming rays of early mourn
Cast their splendor on an unusually vivid
Array of stately, spectral designs,
Like brilliant geometrically prismatic lights
And subdued shadows on the varied heights;
With intermingled angular blends,
Which, to the roving eye, often seems unrecognizable
As a masterpiece of the handiwork
Of God's eternally wondrus system and creation!

(In fine, only a minute portion of
The sublime greatness, beuty and wonders -
Given man to enjoy and pepetuate.)

To Some, looking through the spectrum of vision,
This outstanding landmark of grandeur
Is a thing of which to make idle talk.
Of some mysteriou image of a fabled Indian Maid.
Another may view these same extraordinary
Vertical spires and shapely slopes
As special indications of a new birth,
Holding certain promise of unfulfilled dreams.
Still another's eyes may see these same shapes and forms
In an unending variety; or from a western view,
Suggesting numerous structural tiers
Of multi-gables upon multi-gables.
Truly an unmatched work of art, That is ever changing in its seasonal obliqueness,
Yet, Never-ending numerous attractions
Of superimposed signficance and appaling magnitude
On which to gaze; with much awe and benevolence.
For all that it implies, and inspires
In the minds and hearts of those so privileged
To behold or latently extoll -
This wholly indescribable rare bit
Of our vast, earthly abode,
So profoundly designed, do beautiful arranged;
For this perfectly organized universe,
Let us give solemn thanks to God.

CHOSEN WORDS WE LIVE BY

Words are lovely, Virile things,
Even borne on gossamer wings,
Given to a friend in need --
Words may fulfill more than decreed.
Words are mighty, powerful seeds,
They can be the kindlest deeds;
Carried by the power of speech,
To the greatest minds beseech.

Words might soften hardened hearts,
When their meaning thus imparts,
Truth upon the scaffoldings.
Words bear messages of kings,
Or a hope renewed, to reach
Heights unknown, or souls to teach.
Thrones in error thrust the sword,
But may crumble by a word.

He who speaks with any tongue,
Given by command -- far-flung,
May unite men of goodwill
Or the opposite fulfill.
Sown in love, words build a glow
Only lovers see and know;
Even when life's sin is set --
Happiness leaves no regret.

"When the word is given", -- hear?
-By who's command, men? Lend an ear!
Now, listen to the word of God,
Who created man from sod;
Or be doomed to list and die,
If His word you dare defy.
Blessed be the men who concieve
God's commandments and believe.

Pens can write, tongues speak God's word
These are mighter than the sword.
Simple truths confound the wise
And resound from earth to skies!
When in truth, men learn God's word,
Then "Hosannahs" will be heard
From the corners of the earth;
Then indeed, men prove their worth.

From notes in the PAF (genealogy) file by Pearl Jarvis Augustus.