ELIZABETH PATRICK (9 Dec 1793 – 25 Oct 1880) was born in Virginia the daughter of John Patrick and Sarah Elizabeth Kendrick. Elizabeth married William Taylor in Bowling Green, Warren County, Kentucky. Elizabeth and William had 14 children of record. Elizabeth died 25 Oct 1880 in Harrisville, Weber County, Utah. She is buried in the Ogden City Cemetery, Ogden, Weber, Utah.
Life History of Elizabeth Patrick Taylor (By Lella Marler Hogan)
Elizabeth Patrick Taylor was born in the State of Virginia on 9 December 1793, a daughter of John Patrick and Elizabeth Kindrick (Kendrick). She was of Irish descent and is thought to be of the line of the old American Family of Patrick. She was a large robust woman, of sandy complexion and was strong and fearless. She had two sisters, Nancy and Polly, and eight brothers. She moved with her family from Virginia to Kentucky and it was atBowling Greenin Warren County, Kentucky that she was married to William Taylor. She lived in harmony with him until the time of his death in 1839. She bore him fourteen children, seven sons and seven daughters. Their names were John, Allen, Julia Ann, Mary Ann, Louisa, Elizabeth Ann, Sarah Kindrick Best, Joseph, Pleasant Green, William Warren, Levi, Nancy Jane, Amanda Melvina, and James Caldwell.
In 1830 she left Kentucky and with her husband and children moved into Monroe County, Missouri, which at this time was a wild country of unbroken land over which roamed the Indians and many wild animals. She fearlessly accepted the hardships of the frontier and set her strength to the task of subduing the wilderness.
In the spring of 1834, when her husband accepted the gospel of Christ, she, too was baptized and she became a devoted worker in the cause. Through all of the persecutions that the Church endured, she stood steadfast. She gave up one home after another, sacrificing the comforts and blessings of her health and fireside in order to be with the Saints. Being of a domestic turn of mind, she took great pride n making her home a pleasant place in which to live. Through her thrift and ingenuity, she was able to surround her family with many little home comforts and to prepare for them nourishing and appetizing meals. Her skilled fingers spun the yarn from which she afterwards made suits of clothing for her husband and sons. At one time they were forced to leave their home hurriedly under stress of mob violence, and cutting the cloth from her loom, she carried it with her, never seeing the loom again. At another time in their journeying, they met an old couple who were grieved because their best horse had died, leaving them stranded. Without hesitation, she permitted her husband to unhitch her favorite mare from his own wagon and gave it to the old couple and told them to continue on their way in peace.
During the winter of 1836 while the Saints were camped in the streets of Farr West, more than once Elizabeth Taylor prepared food and carried it to the prophet’s friends who were held captive in prison.
Some of the mob tried to persuade her daughters to run away with them, telling the girls they would be destroyed if they stayed with the Saints. Elizabeth took a long stick from the fire and in no uncertain manner quickly drove the men from her camp. They did not return. Possibly the hardest trial she had to endure in those early days was the loss of her faithful and devoted husband. They had worked and sacrificed together through many long years. He passed away on 9 September 1839 while they were journeying from Missouri to Illinois, having been expelled from their home in the State of Missouri. He was buried on the main road between Lima and Warsaw, Illinois. They had been driven out and robbed so many times that the family were in destitute circumstances. Some of the older children helped her with the support of the family. But even though times were so perilous, she had no fear. She was ready to take up the burden where he had laid it down.
A short time after her husband’s death, a Mr. Gillum came and offered Elizabeth Taylor forty acres of good land if she would stay in Missouri after the Saints were driven out. It was no temptation to her. She scorned his offer and journeyed with the Saints to Nauvoo, Hancock County, Illinois. They had been robbed of their possessions and now were destitute. President Joseph Smith gave them a city lot and they built a log house on it. All of the children who were at home worked united together for the support of the family. By the force of her strong character, she held the family together notwithstanding the great hardships through which they passed and they all remained with the Church and all came to Utah except Sarah, who remained inIowa.
Elizabeth Taylor was in Nauvoo when the prophet went to Carthage to his doom. After the tragedy, she and her son and daughter went to Carthage Jail and saw the Prophet’s blood staining the floor. She was present at the meeting when the “Mantle of Joseph” fell upon Brigham Young and, like the others, she thought that Joseph had been resurrected and had returned to lead his people.
On 26 January 1846, she and three of her children were permitted to go into the Nauvoo Temple and receive their endowments.
It was a great trial for the Saints to have to give up their sacred temple, their homes so dear to them, and their beautiful city ofNauvoo, but when the order was given to them to leave, Elizabeth was one of the first to begin the long trek across the western plains. She drove her own ox team, going as far as Council Bluffs that year. In May 1849, she went on into the Salt Lake Valley. She made her first home in Kaysville. Her boys were good farmers and made a good home for her. She took part in all the homely pioneer tasks so essential to a well ordered home of those days, spinning, weaving, knitting, sewing, cooking, cleaning and many other labors, great and small.
During the last years of her life, she lived in the home of her son, Pleasant Green Taylor in Harrisville. On 25 Oct 1880, she passed on to her well earned rest at the age of 87 years and 10 months.
To the end of her life, she was true to the memory of her loving husband and to the faith that had proven to be a staff for her hand and a light to her path through all the years.