Wordless Wednesday -- Bear Lake Sunset

A Festival of Postcards -- 7th Edition

This is my first time participating in the 'Festival of Postcards', and hopefully it wont be the last.

I was fortunate enough to receive a box full of personal belongings of my great-grandmother's; and a handful of postcards was among them. There are probably more in the hands of other relatives because she saved everything (thank goodness!).

So this edition is a theme of ''light'. It took several sessions and some creative thinking to find one that fit the bill; let me tell ya!

See how the young lady is looking at the young man? It's as though she is thinking "You are the light of my life," which makes me wonder why great-grandma's sister sent this postcard to my great-grandpa. Did she just grab any old postcard, or did she put some thought into choosing one? Who sends postcards to their brother-in-law? No, really, curious minds want to know!

The postmark says Powell, Mar 25, 1912, Wyo. It is addressed to
Mr. Willie Piggott, Bloomington, Ida.
It reads:

Oh: You: Babydoll
tell your
old lady Ill
ans her letter
soon. How are
you and your
family coming? I feel
pretty tough. Went to
Byron last night to a da[nce]
had a swell time.
with love, Iva

Wordless Wednesday -- Blue Pond Spring, St. Charles, Idaho

Happy 101 Award

Once again I have been awarded the Happy 101 award (I have one for each blog now : ) thanks to Sheri over at TwigTalk. Let's see if I can name ten more things that make me happy (not in any particular order).

1. Sitting outside on a nice spring morning with my cup of coffee (or tea) watching and listening to the birds.
2. Road trips, near or far.
3. Cuddling up with a blanket and a good movie. (I know, I should have said book.)
4. Wandering through antique stores, especially when I see something that reminds me of my grandparents or my childhood years.
5. Going to yard sales with hubby.
6. Bear Lake County, Idaho, where my roots are planted firmly in the ground.
   
7. The sound of the ocean.
8. The smell of Jasmine.
9. Going for a motorcycle ride on a nice warm day.
10. The smell of gardenias.

Now the challenge of finding ten more blogs (that don't already have one) to pass this award to. (Again in no particular order)

1. Acadian Ancestral Home
2. Albany County Hilltowns
3. All My Branches Genealogy
4. But Now I'm Found
5. Call Me Shell
6. CanadaGenealogy, or, 'Jane's Your Aunt'
7. Find Your Folks
8. GenBlog
9. Genealogy Bug
10. Of Trolls And Lemons

Wordless Wednesday -- Mangiafico Family

Paul, "Lena", Joseph Bernardo,
Beatrice, "Nano"

Latest Newspaper Article Finds

Thanks to M. Diane Rogers over at CanadaGenealogy, or, 'Jane's Your Aunt' I have been scouring the Utah newspapers at the Chronicling America website the past two weeks and have found some very interesting articles mentioning my ancestors.

Who knew that my great-great grandfather was arrested for 'cutting timber on Uncle Sam's domain'? Certainly not I. That detail was left out of any written histories I have seen about him.

William Henry Piggott was born 15 July, 1841 in New Bedford, Massachusetts to George Washington and Catherine Allen Howland Piggott.

George, Catherine and their little family were among the mormon pioneers traveling with Captain C. Wheelock and arriving in the Salt Lake Valley October 16, 1853.

William married Elizabeth Edwards Cannon December 1, 1869. In 1870 William was working as a saw hand in a lumber yard in Salt Lake. He eventually worked his way to the position of buyer. After earning this new title he always wore a white linen suit starched to the hilt!

He was called by the church authorities to go to Liberty in Idaho Territory and set up a sawmill to furnish lumber for the Bear Lake area. Three years later he moved the mill to Bloomington Canyon and set it up at the foot of Paris Peak.

I have in my possession a partial sheet from his lumber business ledger.

Lumber from the Piggott mill was always in demand because of its high quality and even size. When William was called away in 1882 to serve as a missionary in Leeds, England, he leased the mill with the understanding that there would be enough money to take care of his wife Elizabeth and family as well as his needs while on his mission.

When he returned home twenty-two months later he discovered that the men he had leased the mill to were incompetent fools. All the boards were cut unevenly and did not sell causing the business to go under.

They got by for a while on farming and Elizabeth took in sewing as well as taught music lessons on her precious melodeon that was given to her by her step-father Charles B. Taylor.

Eventually he re-established his lumber business and worked there till he no longer could. He became the Bloomington Postmaster January 27, 1899 and delivered mail until June 18, 1908.

It was September 3, 1890, three months after Idaho Territory became the 43rd State in the Union that William was arrested by the U. S. Marshal for cutting timber on "Uncle Sam's domain". His business must have been doing well for him to give $1000 in bonds.

I haven't been able to find much information on this whole business of arresting sawmill owners, but I was able to find one more article in the Deseret News:

Sources:

1. Claude and Elma Reay, Edited by Beatrice Cannon Evans and Janath russell Cannon, Cannon Family Historical Treasury, George Cannon Family Association, 1967, Pages 295-298.
2. Salt Lake Herald, September 4, 1890 chronicilingamerica.loc.gov
3. The Deseret Weekly, Vol 41, page 494

I will be on the lookout for more info regarding Lumber or sawmills in the Bear Lake area and timber agent A. H. Tyner. Are there any Idaho historians out there who could shed some light?

Wordless Wednesday -- McCullough Siblings