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Sarah Halkins, Holkins or Hawkins
Byington
1808 to 1870

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Thank you, Jay for your contribution to this web
page. Jay also sent me this photo of the headstone on our Grandmothers
grave.
Written by Fay
Byington (used with permission.) The information is Taken from the Byington
Family History Book. Optical character recognition was used to copy this
document.
The history of the
Byington family would not be complete without a sketch on Sarah Hawkins or
Holkins, the wife of Hiram N. Byington.
Since I have not researched this family it will be difficult to write a history
of Sarah. The sources I have had to work from are very sketchy, but I will give
some information of the area at the time our family lived there.
In the Western Reserve records when it mentions our family they are using the
name Hawkins. In all records searched in Ohio the name is always written
Hawkins. Family researchers write it Holkins or Hawkins.
Enfield, Hartford Co., Connecticut at the time the Holkins and Terry families
settled there was “Mohawk” county and was a continuous forest with an occasional
bald peak. The wild, rugged woodland dotted here and there by silvery lakes and
traversed by swift running streams and gurgling brooks made a strong appeal to
the hunter and lover of nature. The mountains rising higher and higher toward
the west afforded the most fascinating, panoramic scenery and made one wish to
venture forth to see what was beyond. The country was not impassable for the
underbrush was frequently cleared, by fires kindled by the Indians. There were
trails over which the red man and animals traveled from one lake ‘or stream to
another in single file. The forests were filled with game and beasts of prey.
Quail, partridges and song birds were found in abundance. The waters swarmed
with fowl and fish. Bears lumbered down the mountain sides. The howling of
wolves was heard echoing across the valley. Wild cats infested the forests and
racoons, rabbits and squirrels were common sights. Into this region the Indians
came in the spring and set up their wigwarms beside some pond or river, where
they spent time hunting and fishing. The white settlers built a number of forts
as protection from the ravages of the Indians, especially from the raids of the
Mohawks.
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There was considerable
good farm land and much timber land with hard woods and forests of hemlock and
pine.
It was at this place
that the Holkins and the Terry families decided to make their homes.
The town was founded
by Captain John Pease in 1654. He was the father of the first girl born in the
town. Her name was Margaret. The first boy born in the town was Isaac Kibbe.
Isaac Kibbe built the first meetinghouse which is now the town hall.
Dr. Ebenezer Terry was
the first native physician of Enfield. He married Mary Helme a daughter of
Sargeant Christopher Helme. His daughter, Penelope Terry, as her fathers pupil
assisted him in his profession. In her obituary it stated that she practiced for
thirty-three years and was present at the birth of 1,389 children.
The first marriage in
the town was that of Captain Samuel Terry to Hannah Morgan, daughter of Captain
Miles Morgan who fought against the Indians in 1675.
The first
Congregational Church is looked upon by architects as one of the finest examples
of the Colonial style in New England. It reminds the traveler of those beautiful
parish churches in
London, England.
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THE TOWN HALL OF EN
FIELD
FIRST CONGREGATIONAL
CHURCH.
Legally known as the First Ecclesiastical Society 01 Enfield. This is the fourth
structure In which this congregation has worshipped.
However, the first
house of worship was built of logs in 1684 and stood in or close to the
cemetery.
Jonathan Edwards, on
July 8, 1741 preached his famous Enfield sermon, “Sinners in the Hands of an
Angry God”. This sermon was the high tide in a revival known as “The Great
Awakening”.
At that time they paid
the preachers in beef, pork, grain and tobacco. In this payment in kind wheat
was rated at 4 shillings (one dollar) per bushel, rye at 3 shillings (75 cents)
Indian corn at 2 shillings (50 cents), beef at 2 pence (4 cents) pork at 3 pence
(6 cents) and tobacco at 18 shillings ($4.50) per hundred pounds.
Joseph Holkins, Joel
Holkins, Samuel Terry, Selah Terry and the Sweetland family names are mentioned
many times in the town and vital records of Enfield.
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Joel Holkins was paid
$5.62 for helping build the bridge over Grape Brook Joel Holkins married
Elizabeth Sweetland of Bolton, Tolland, Conn. They had the following children
who were all born in Enfield:
Sarah Holkins
Joel Holkins
Betsy Holkins
Samuel Holkins
Lydia Holkins
*Joseph Holkins
11 July 1856
15 Aug. 1758
25 apr. 1761
1 Oct. 1763
18 Nov. 1766
mar. Huldah Allen died
1767 mar. Hannah Olmstead
1795
These are the brothers
and sisters of our Joseph Holkins. In the History of Enfield, a public
document gives the settlement of Joel Holkins’ estate by the administrator on 20
Jan. 1807. It mentions children Samuel, Joseph and Lydia (Chandler).
Joel died in Enfield. The town cemetery records record this:
“Sacred to the memory of Mr. Joel Holkins who died 16 Oct. 1801. On his stone is
written: Behold God taketh away! who can hinder him?! Who shall say unto him!
What doest thou.
Joseph Holkins, son of Joel and Elizabeth married Mehitable Terry both of
Enfield-3 Nov. 1790. Mehitable was the daughter of Selah Terry and Michal Terry.
Joseph and Mehitable were found in Colebrook, Coos, New Hampshire in 1792 where
their first child was born. They had nine children. All of the children were
born in Colebrook. No complete birth dates are on the family group sheet, so
this has not been proven. The children were:
William Holkins
Mehitable Holkins
Ira Holkins
Sylvester Holkins
Henry Holkins
Joseph Holkins
Susan Holkins
Sarah Holkins
Samuel Holkins
born abt. 1792
born abt. 1795
born abt. 1797
born abt. 1799
born abt. 1801
born abt. 1803
born abt. 1805
born 3 May 1808
md. Hiram Norton Byington born abt. 1810
We have no record of
this family until we find them in the records of the Western Reserve in Ohio. In
these records it states that Joseph and Mehitable came from Enfield, Connecticut
in 1821. mar. Joseph Chandler 1789
1768 mar. Mehitable Terry 3 Nov. 1790
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Sarah would have been
about thirteen years old when they made the perilous drive from Buffalo on the
ice. They arrived at Erie, where they were taken in by the Olmstead family
The daughter Mehitable
did not come until 1822 when she arrived from Lima, New York with her husband
John Titus. John died and she married John Brown of Ashtabula.
We know that some of
the other children came with Joseph and Mehitable to the Western Reserve. We
find them mentioned in an early census. They are living in Klngsville, Ashtabula
County in the 1823 census. It lists white males over the age of twenty—one.
Those appearing are
Joseph Hawkins
Joseph Hawkins Jr
Sylvester Hawkins
Zina Byington (Hiram’s brother)
Zachariah Olmstead
Hiram’s brother, Zina,
married Huldah Webster in Kingsville
16 Feb. 1818. Ira Hawkins (Sarah’s brother) married Esther Gillet
12 Sep. 1827. Samuel Hawkins went to Vicksburg, Michigan before
1850
Ira Hawkins was listed
as an invalid in one of the census records. He died and his wife Esther married
Doctor Ensign and moved to Madison and lived to a ripe old age.
Joseph Hawkins Juniors
first wife was Lucia Pond. They were married in 1830 in Ashtabula. He married
second a girl named Julia. They were in the 1850 Census.
These tidbits of
information prove that our Hawkins and Byington families were living near each
other in the early times in Ohio.
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The early settlers of
the Reserve were a rough, hardy intelligent set. They believed in God, in good
order and education. They were always ready to start a church or a school, and
to help each other on any and every occasion. Books were scarce, but the Western
Reserve boy did not think himself a man until he• had at least mastered the
three R’s. The early Reserve teacher was usually from the best blood and talent
of the New England states
Most of the settlers,
by this time, had log cabins with huge fire—places which would take a log of
almost any thickness and from six to ten feet in length. Over the chimney was
set a pair of deer-antlers on which hung the rifle, powder horn and bullet
pouch. From the joists above hung bunches of dried herbs, little bags of dried
fruits, pumpkin, sacks of nuts and jerked-venison.
The soap of the
pioneer had to be made by himself or family. The wood ashes were leached. The
lye obtained was boiled with fat in large iron kettles until the soap was of the
proper consistency
The soap-boiling, the
hog killings, the log rolling, the wood chopping and quiltings and a little
later the corn husking and parin bees were red letter days to the young people.
These were days full of excitement and good fellowship-- the only recreation
they had together. Men and boys would cheerfully walk from ten to twenty miles
to attend a cabin raising, returning often after night, through the woods with
their lighted torches of pine knots or hickory bark. There were no classes in
those days. The rich and the poor dressed alike. The clothing of the men
consisted of homespun, or deerskin hunting frocks, and pants made of buckskin.
The women attired alike in homespun of their own making
Near most of the
settlements, the pioneers built a stockade where they could go in case of an
Indian raid.
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When the pioneers
first came, the Indians controlled the country. The ones around Ashtabula County
were under the charge of the great chief Ottokee.
General St. Clair and
his army were sent to protect the forts which extended to Lake Erie. They were
met by the combined Indian forces under the command of the chiefs Tecumseh,
Little Turkey, Turkey Foot and Blue Jacket, who were closely watching and
concentrating their forces in advance of the army. The General did not expect to
meet any great force until he arrived at the Maumee Rapids, but they were
surprised by an overwhelming force of savages at what is now called Fort
Recovery, where he met a most unfortunate defeat. Every officer and more than
two-thirds of the men engaged were killed or wounded. The official report
showing 550 killed and 200 wounded, the remainder scattered in the forest.
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Scattered through the
Reserve in its earliest days were many professional hunters who were “Indian
Slayers”. These were men of strong passions, whose hate of the Indian race had
been engendered by wrongs received either to themselves or their relatives and
friends. These men never hesitated to put an Indian “out of the way” as they
called it.
One of the most noted of these Indian Hunters was Jonathan Williams. He was a
remarkable man; he was six feet tall and his movements were as noiseless and as
graceful as a panther. He lived for short periods in several of the townships.
The distinguishing element of his character was the intolerable and murderous
hate he bore the Indians. To account for his hatred of the Indians, the
tradition is, that all of his relatives were murdered by the Indians before he
came to Ohio. In consequence of which he is said to have sworn “to kill just as
long as he lived.” Williams could neither read nor write. The only lesson he had
learned by heart was to love his rifle and hate an Indian.
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One old Indian was a
bitter and unrelenting enemy of the whites. When drunk, he would take out a
string of 18 dried, white linens tongues and shake them. This he did at a place
where Williams was camping. After the Indian had left camp William said I think
I’ll go and kill a buck. The report of a rifle was soon heard but William’s
brought no game. The old Indian was never seen again. Many old settlers declared
that toward the end of William’s life he was afraid to go out after night,
through fear that spirits of some of the many savages he had killed would
capture him.
Indians were plentiful from 1800 to 1830 and were generally friendly when sober.
There were some drunken, quarrelsome Indians who were proud of boasting of the
number of pale faces they had killed, as were the Indian Hunters of the number
of red skins they had slain.
When the Hawkins family arrived they were taken into the home of Zachariah
Olmstead, but before long I’m sure they had a cabin raising and had a cabin of
their own.
Father Joseph had several grown sons who were a help to the family. William was
age 29 and probably married. Daughter Mehitable age 26 and her husband were
there, and son Ira, age 23, son Sylvester age 22, son Henry age 20, son Joseph
Jr. age 19, our Susan age 16, our Sarah age 13, and son Samuel age 11.
When they first arrived they must have lived in Kingsville because they appear
in this town in the early census. Towns as well as children have a right to be
well born, and it has been said that “Kingsville was well born”.
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“To dress it and keep
it” providence gathered a select people from New England and eastern New York to
settle this beautiful wild area. It is on the southern shore of Lake Erie, first
settled in 1803 by Eldad Harrington and his wife Samantha.
Octavia Fobes was the
first white child born there. She later had sisters Amanda, Rosamorid and
Louisa.
These were possibly childhood playmates of our Sarah. Louisa Booth taught school
in the log school house.
Other early settlers were the Gillette family, Osborne Hazzel tine, Sanders and
Olmsteads. All of these families had the same problems and experiences as our
Hawkins family. They were neighbors and friends.
In Ashtabula County, you were fined if you worked on the Sabbath. This article
appeared 12 July 1812 from Kingsville.
By virtue of a
warrant, Jonathan Warner appeared before the judge, and after witnesses being
heard, it is my opinion that the said Warner pay the sum of seventy-five cents
and costs, for raking eight cocks of hay on the Sabbath, notwithstanding the
said Warner hay might have been injured by a heavy thunder shower.
To visit one another the women went upon horseback. Our pioneer mothers rode for
miles through the woods, jumping their horses over logs and going down into the
great gulfs. Wild beasts were numerous and snakes and Indians were ever a source
of danger.
Emily Newton Whitman
of Ashtabula recorded this episode:
One day when my husband was gone I rocked the baby to sleep and going to lay him
down met a large black snake coming toward me. She put down her baby and calling
her little boy to hold the candle, she grasped a stick of wood and a shovel and
soon killed
it. The snake measured four feet and four inches in length.
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All of these families
suffered the same hardships of this time and became prominent citizens in the
community. In 1814, Jonathan Hart and his wife Anna Webster and White Webster
and his wife Phoebe Hart came to the Reserve from Litchfield Conn. The next
winter Elijah Webster and his wife Martha Clark, the father and mother of Anna
and White and their daughters, Olive, Huldah and Maria, followed with horses and
sleigh, crossing from Buffalo on the ice. Huldah, the daughter of Elijah Webster
and Martha Clark was the one who married Zina Byington the brother of our Hiram
Norton Byington. The Webster family was an influential and prominent family of
Kingsville. Jesse Byington came as a surveyor of land in 1808. He did not stay
in Ashtabula but moved on to Plain Township in Franklin County, Ohio.
David Hall married Sophia Handcock. He built a cabin surrounded by deep woods,
where wolves howled through the night and where bear and other wild creatures
lived. David cleared ten acres of land. To raise money Sophia would leach ashes
from the wood, boil it down to black salts of lye; this they sold by the
hundred- weight, receiving for it about two dollars and fifty cents a hundred.
To raise enough for one season to buy seed wheat, David chopped forty cords of
wood for ten dollars; much of the time the snow was a foot and a half deep. The
ten dollars earned bought only three bushels of wheat. This is one example of
the struggles and hardships our Hawkins family and their neighbors endured.
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These were only a few
accounts of the happenings in the area where Sarah Hawkins and her family lived.
The people who converted this wilderness into a land of happy homes were our
ancestors.
The pioneers who first broke ground here accomplished a work unlike that which
will fall to the lot of any succeeding generation. The hardships they endured,
the obstacles they encountered, the life they led, and the traits of character
developed by their work stands alone in our history. The generation that knew
these first pioneers is fast passing away. It is our duty as their descendents
to study carefully and reverently, the history of the great work which they
accomplished.
These settlers knew well that the three great forces which constitute the
strength and glory of a free nation are the family, the school and the church.
These three they planted here. The glory of our country can never be dimmed
while these three lights are kept shining with an undimmed luster.
As soon as the settlers arrived they built a church. Thomas Benham Sr. organized
the first Methodist Church in Ashtabula.
Rev. Roger Searle arrived and organized the first parish of the Episcopal Church
in Ohio. It was called Parish of St.. Peter’s. This was doubtless subsequent to
the time when the woman was asked if there were any Episcopalians in the
neighborhood and replied that “she never saw any but had heard there were
animals in the woods that were called that”.
I wonder if our Hawkins family attended one of these churches?
Did they walk with others through the woods in the evening with a torch to light
the way, to prayer meeting?
Sarah lived in this area until she was age twenty. When did she meet Hiram
Byington? Did they meet at church, at a cabin raising, a husking bee? This would
be nice to know.
They were married in 1828. In a history of the Western Reserve we find this
simple paragraph Sally daughter of Joseph and Mehitable Hawkins married Hiram
Byington; joined the Mormons during the early settlement of the sect at
Kirtland; later went to Sal t Lake City, where she died. Her union with the
Mormon Church was much deplored by the family.
I wonder if Hiram and Sally ran away to be married? If her parents did not
approve did they have the usual wedding feast? Did they have a cabin for
themselves when son Joseph Henry was born? What made them decide to join the
Mormons? Where would we, their descendants be if they had stayed in Ohio or New
York?
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Wouldn’t it have been
nice had they (Oh, so many questions) kept a journal?
Sidney Rigdon came
into the area in 1828 preaching the Mormon faith. Some of the first persons to
be converted were Oliver Snow and his family, Symonds Ryder, Ezra Booth and many
others.
Eliza Snow, afterwards
so noted as the Poetess among the Mormons, led the way. Her parents and sister
were also made members.
It must have been
around this same time that Hiram and Sarah heard about the church. They could
have been converted by Sidney Rigdon while he was preaching in the area.
They were there until
1830 when son Hyrum Elliott was born. We do not know the exact date they left
Ashtabula. Their next move was to Kirtland, Ohio, at the time the heart of the
Mormon Church. We find them living there near brother Zina and his wife Huldah.
Zina owned a farm. I did not find any land deeded to Hiram and Sarah. They lived
here while the church was growing and they were building the Kirtland temple.
The persecutions in
Kirtland were so great that the Saints were required to flee the city.
Sarah must have packed
the wagon with their few belongings and with her husband and children left the
area. What great faith she must have had. Her family had not wanted her to join
the Mormons. What did she think now about joining with this sect that were being
driven from their homes?
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They joined the
Kirtland Camp on the 6th of July. The company consisted of 515 souls, 27 tents,
59 wagons, 97 horses, 69 cows, and one bull. They all started together and every
wagon kept its place. Sometimes the weather was good, sometimes bad. At times,
the tents would blow over in rainstorms at night then all within beds, people
and all, would get as wet as drowned mice.
The people in the towns they passed through would stop and gaze at them as they
marched along. Sometimes they tried to stop them. Once they threw eggs at them
just because they were Mormons. At one city in Missouri they placed
artillery in the street and were determined to fire a cannon at them. One of the
leaders talked to them and they were let pass unmolested except a few of the
head men who were taken and cast into prison.
The company were 251 miles from Kirtland in Bath township, Green County,
Ohio-when this was recorded: Thursday 9 Aug. Brother Byingtons’ child was buried
at 12 o’clock. What a sad experience for our Sarah, leaving one of her precious
little ones, buried in an unmarked grave along the way.
When they reached Nauvoo, would it be a happier time for the family?
Nauvoo was a beautiful
growing community. The Saints were building another temple. The women were busy
drying and preserving food for winter, spinning and weaving the wool into yarn
for clothing. In the houses friends and neighbors sat together peeling apples,
peaches and pumpkins. These were strung on strings and hung in the loft or at
the ceiling to dry. The children had time to play games. Singing games were
popular at this time London Bridge is falling down, This is the way we wash our
clothes, and Here we go around the mulberry bush.
The temple had been
completed and stood majestically on the highest point in the city.
The peaceful time in Nauvoo was shortlived. Mobs again began to persecute the
Mormons. It became a city under pressure. They burned their homes and their
property was destroyed. On several occasions members were killed.
In the life history of Elizabeth Jane Bybee Smith she tells of this experience
at the time Joseph Smith and his brother Hyrum were murdered: Joseph Smith’s
enemies were after him, he had to flee. He started across the river to Iowa when
some of his friends persuaded him to come back, calling him a coward. He said If
my life is of no value to my friends, it is of none to myself. He turned and
went back, and told them he was going like a lamb to the slaughter. In June 1844
they took the Prophet and his brother, Hyrum, to the Carthage jail, where a mob
was raised and both were killed.
After the Prophet fell
from the curb a man stepped up with a long, glittering knife to behead the
Prophet. As he raised his arm to commit the awful deed, a flash of lightning
came from heaven and paralyzed him. He could not move, and had to be carried
away inert as a corpse and the mob fled from the scene in terror. The Prophet
and his brother were taken home and I saw them lying side by side in their
coffins.
Again our family packed a wagon and left a beautiful peaceful city.
The trip from Nauvoo to Winter Quarters was cold and miserable. As soon as they
arrived they built dug-outs or log cabins. One of the pioneers wrote this in her
journal We have taken possession of our log house today. I feel extremely
thankful for the privilege of setting by a fire where the wind cannot blow it in
every direction and where I can warm one side without freezing the other. Our
house is minus a floor and many other comforts but the walls protect us from the
wind and the sod roof from the rain.
On 27 December 1847 in the log Mormon Tabernacle at Kanesville, Iowa, Brigham
Young was sustained to the position of President of The Church of Jesus Christ
of Latter-day Saints. Prior to this time, he had acted as President of the
Quorum of the Twelve Apostles in leading the people in their migration. No doubt
Hiram and Sarah were there at this time.
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In 1848 Sarah packed
another wagon to start the trek westward 1500 miles over the uncharted plain and
mountain trails. They had been driven from their homes and all they wanted was
the right to worship God according to the dictates of their own conscience.
The Winter Quarters of
1846—47 is no more. The hill on which there once stood the temporary homes of
this people reflects only the peace and quiet of a beautifully landscaped
cemetery where 600 of the valiant Saints lie buried men, women and children who
succumbed to the rigorous trials of a frontier migration. Here is enshrined the
story of tragedy, faith and indominitable courage. On September 20, 1936 a huge
crowd of people witnessed the dedication of a magnificent statue which was
erected near the entrance of these hallowed grounds
The central figures in
this Winter Quarters Memorial portray a grief stricken father and mother
standing by an open grave where they have just placed their baby wrapped in a
blanket. The weeping mother supported by the protective arm of her husband takes
a last look at the little body, while the father, with shovel still in hand,
demonstrates the impelling action of the pioneer spirit which moved the migrants
on to their promised land
This memorial is
symbolic of the sufferings of 6000 emigrants ill-equipped, who died en-route
from exposure and travel hardships. It will honor and keep alive the memory of
these courageous souls who gave their lives in the cause of religious devotion
The year Sarah arrived
in the valley they lived in the fort. She was here during the times of great
hunger and hardships of the earliest settlers
She lived in Salt Lake
Temple.
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When Johnston’s Army
was sent to destroy the Saints here in Utah, she with her faithful husband had
to again hitch up the wagon and move to American Fork, Utah. Someone was left
behind to burn their homes rather than let the soldiers take them over.
At this time son Hyrum
Elliott and son Joseph Henry and his wife Nancy joined them in this area. They
were still there in 1860 when they were living near each other according to the
census When the danger was over, they returned to Salt Lake where they lived
until they joined their children in Eden, Utah. Grandmother Sarah was sixty-two
years old when they were living in the Ogden Valley. She died 27 Jan. 1870 and
was buried there.
The poem "Pioneer
Woman" by Margaret R. Swapp, printed in Legacy by the Daughters of the
Utah Pioneers, best describes our wonderful grandmother
- Unmoved, she watched with
dust-rimmed, tired eyes
- The far-away horizon of the plain
She did not see the yellow,
- threatening skies, Nor hear the
nearer din of wagon train
Her thoughts reached
far beyond the dusty scene;
How dream-like now the old life seemed to be.
For she had cast her lot with humble souls
Whose firm belief would guide their destiny.
How great the need
that drove the people westward,
How great the faith that bound them to their creed;
Defying both the danger and the hardship,
Their final search for freedom must succeed.
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