Showing posts with label Mary Jane Ingham. Show all posts
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Saturday, April 6, 2013

Ingham Family Photos

The Inghams were Mary Jane's side of the family.  Several captions were written on the backs of the pictures.



Alfred Ingham & Margaret Dawe

Mary Jane Ingham's parents
taken about 1881 (according to Mary Evelyn (Bullock) Hess


For Aunt Lizzie and Uncle Andrew
from Lavinia
Margaret (Dawe) Ingham & Lavinia Dean



With Mr. & Mrs. Hannah Compliments to Mr. & Mrs. Dean
probably written by Mrs. Ann (Ingham) Hannah

Mary Jane Ingham Dean with her Mother and Sisters
Martha Ann, Dinah, Emily or Annie?
Taken spring 1907
Emily standing in the middle
written by Mary Evelyn (Bullock) Hess

Sitting, left to right:  Mary Jane (Ingham) Dean, Margaret (Dawe) Ingham.
Standing, left to right:  Dinah Ingham or Ann (Ingham) Hannah?, Emily (Ingham) Varty, Dinah Ingham or Ann (Ingham) Hannah?
Missing:  Elizabeth (Ingham) Jensen was probably in Idaho; Martha (Ingham) Cheetham Scanlon was probably in Massachusetts.



With Mr. & Mrs. Hannah Compliments to Sister Lizzey
probably written by Mrs. Ann (Ingham) Hannah

This picture seems to have been taken the same day as the one above.
Sitting, left to right:  Margaret (Dawe) Ingham, Mary Jane (Ingham) Dean
Standing, left to right:  Dinah Ingham or Ann (Ingham) Hannah?, Emily (Ingham) Varty, Dinah Ingham or Ann (Ingham) Hannah?, Joseph Dean?
Missing:  Elizabeth (Ingham) Jensen, aka "Sister Lizzey," was probably in Idaho; Martha (Ingham) Cheetham Scanlon was probably in Massachusetts

Small Family Groupings

Mary Jane (Ingham) Dean
"Bessie" Margaret Elizabeth Dean or Edith Vilate Dean
"Jim" James David Dean

postcard
Mary Jane (Ingham) Dean
son [which one?]
Joseph Dean

Mary Jane (Ingham) Dean and Myrtle Dean
at their home -- 763 East 100 South, Salt Lake City
Alvin Richey, a friend / suitor of Bessie's
Buster, the dog

Mary Jane (Ingham) Dean, Margaret (Dawe) Ingham,
son John Ingham "Jack" Dean?  or son Joseph Henry "Harry" Dean?
baby Helen Dean? or baby Margaret Foulds Dean?


The son's and baby's names are guesses based on who had children before Margaret (Dawe) Ingham died in 1909.
If you can help identify the son and / or the baby in this picture, please contact me.  Thanks!

Dean Family Photos in Wyoming

Almy, Wyoming Chapel
Effie Dean (d. 10 Dec 1897) was buried from here.

Dean Residence in Almy, Wyoming, 1897
L to R:  Mary Jane (Ingham) Dean, Myrtle Dean (child), Mrs. Bowns, Tina Mae Bowns, Lavinia Dean, Minnie Mae Bowns, Edith Dean, Fred Reese, Margaret Elizabeth Dean.
The Dean house was the dark red one where the laundry is hung.  The white house was Bishop Bowns'.
"Harry" Joseph Henry Dean and Effie Eliza Dean

Effie Dean

Mary Jane (Ingham) Dean

Hotel in Spring Valley, Wyoming
This is the hotel the Deans operated.  Joseph Dean served as the postmaster here, and the first LDS  ward, over which he was bishop, met in the basement.


Spring Valley Bishopric
[I need to double check this.]



Pictures of Joseph Dean & Mary Jane Ingham

Joseph & Mary Jane (Ingham) Dean
This might be their wedding picture.

Mary Jane (Ingham) and Joseph Dean
postcard to Mr. & Mrs. David Stafford 
"with compliments of season from Uncle Jos & Aunt Mary"

Joseph and Mary Jane (Ingham) Dean
at their home – 1130 Bueno Avenue, Salt Lake City

Joseph Dean Letter about LDS Conversion

1932 Apr 20
Letter from Joseph Dean to his granddaughter, Margaret Foulds Dean, describing his conversion to
The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
  The letter is four handwritten pages, but is incomplete.


Transcript


To My dear Grandaughter,
Marguerett Folds Dean

Salt Lake City
April 20th, 1932

A short history or of my life or how I become a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of latterday Saints.

I was born in Vernon Street, Hyde, Cheshire, England, 78 years ago on March 23st 1854. Soon after my birth my parents moved to Apethorn were my Mother died after a short illness, and was soon followed by my Father, leaveing me an Orphan at the tender age of three year, with a Sister two years my senior, also a Brother who was the oldest of the three. I went to live with my Aunt, and when old enough I was put to work in the cotton mills at Apethorn were i stayed untill I was 18 years old. I went from place to place untill I got a position as stripper and grinder at Giberalter Mills. It was while working at these mills that I first heard and read of the doctrines of the Church of Jesus Christ of latter day Saints, better known as Mormons.

After a thorough investigation, and a bitter fight trying to prove the doctrines false, I became satisfyed in my own mind, that the teachings were just the same as those laid down by Jesus Christ and his apostles. I could do nothing less then obey them.

I was Baptized Nov 2 1878, by James Barton in the public baths in Stockport, England, and Confirmed, Nov 3rd at Stockport by Adam Lees. After being Baptized, was when my troubles began.

I tried to keep the fact from my wife and the public, but it was only a very few days before it was talked of far and wide, as the saying goes. My wife had been told of the fact, at the mill. The first thing she said when she come in from work, before she took her clothes of, was had I joined the Mormons. I did not answer for a short time but she was very presistent and I had to give her an answer. And as I could not denie what she had heard I therefore said yes, I had been baptized into the Mormon Church, if that was what she ment.

She did not answer but got busy gathering up her clothes and all the furniture, and everything that she thought was her properity. When she got everything that she called hers there was nothing left for poor me, only my clothes. After she had gathered everything together, she then went to her parents home which was close by and asked her Father if he would fetch all her things away from our home as she was leaveing me. Her father at once wanted to know what the trouble was. Then she told him that I had joined the Mormons.

Her father being a man of good sound judgement asked her if that was all that I had done. She said is not that enough? He told her no, and he also told her to come back home and waite untill I should give her cause to leave. Then she began to cry and told her Father that he was very cruel. I went to her Fathers home and asked my wife if she would come with me and have some tea, as we had not had anything to eat since coming home from work.

So after a time she come home but there was no eating by eather of us. It sure was a miserable time for us at home, because we both loved each other dearly and we had a little boy about two years old, who was quite delacate.

The next day when I went to work I found that the news had spread considerable. My sister and her husband and most all our friends would call to have a talk with me and beg of me to quitt the Mormons and go back to the Methodest Church. The leaders of the Church would call and ask me to pray with them which I readily did. They would pray that the Lord would open my eyes so that I might see the error of my ways. I said, Amen, to their prayers because I surely did want to know if I was wrong, but instead of being convinced that I was wrong, my faith was strengthened so that I was able [to] defend the principls of the Gospel.

Several ministers of the Churches would call on me and in their prayers would promis me that our dear little boy should get better if I woul only renounce Mormonism and not bother the principle of that man Joe Smith.

The mean and false stories that was put in circulation after it become public gossip that Joe Dean had joined the Mormons. The gossip go[t] so bad that my Friends and quite a number of my relatives would pass me up on the street and refused to speak to me. I would be pointed out when going to and from work. I did not mind it so much because it had a tendency to induce me to call upon the Lord for strength.

Being of a relegious turn of mind I ready turned to my Father in prayer. I prayed very earnestly that God would be with my dear wife and give her strength that she might withstand the gibes &c that was hurled at her; and like myself, she was pointed out on the street as the wife of one of those dispised Mormons. It was for her sake to save her from all this that I almost repented.

She was in delecate health she haveing being pragnent. She had alwas been very sick dureing this period and it was worrying me considerabe. So much so that I went to the man that had introduced the gospel to me or me to the Gospel, for advice as to what I should do in regards to my wife. Then to my surprise he sprund a new subject on me. He told me when the Mormon Elders come around he would ask them to administer to her and lay hands upon her for her health, &c. Well things got quite serious.

Well to make a long story short, the traveling Elders come around and held meetings in the open air, about a block from our home and I, along with a couple of other young men, was called upon to speak, in defense of the Mormon relegion. You should have seen the scorn on the faces of a number of neibors and some of the audance that was my nearest and what I thought among my best friends &c.

After that meeting the Elders give us some tracts to pass out from door to door, and then to go around the next week and collect them in again and leave another, all treating on the first principles. We also was expected to answer any and all questions that should be asked. This was quite an experance to me, also very educateing as I was often called upon to answer so meny questions, that I myself had asked when I was first investagateing, &c.

Time was fast moveing right along when low and behold I was asked If I could take a couple of the Elders to sleep at my home. Now my dear wife had not as yet shown any desire to forgive for joining the Mormon Church, but was still on the look for an axcuse to leave me. So if you can place yourself in my position, and go and ask a Mormon hater if you can take a couple of Mormon Elders to sleep at your home. After considerable time and talk she give her concent for them to sleep, but they must not preach any of their Mormonism to her but get up in the morning and go. It did not make any [...]


[Typed from the original, handwritten letter. Punctuation and paragraphs have been added to aid in readability. Spelling has been retained as in the original. Unfortunately, the four pages we have do not contain the entire letter. Held in 2011 by RayDean Hill.]

50th Anniversary Letter, Joseph Dean to Mary Jane Ingham


1925 May 22     
Letter from Joseph Dean to his wife, Mary Jane (Ingham) Dean,
on their fiftieth / golden wedding anniversary.





Salt Lake City, Utah,
May 22, 1925.


A Remeniscent of My Married Life, dedicated to my Dear Wife, on this the fiftieth Anniversary of our wedding.

It is fifty years ago today since we covenanted with each other to take each other for better or for worse in sickness or in health, to love, honor and cherish each other until death doth us part.  ‘Tis fifty years go today since we gave authority to the world to pronounce us man and wife.  How faithful or otherwise we have kept those covenants, we will leave to a higher tribunal to pass judgment.

In looking back over that period of time, I fail to find one regret of ever making that covenant.  In allowing my mind to wander back over a period of fifty years, I see a beautiful picture of a young man standing by a bedside, a smile of satisfaction resting on his features as he was looking down upon a beautiful woman laying upon the bed holding a beautiful baby to her bosom, as she raised her face beaming with smiles and full of joy and satisfaction looking at the young man, and gently placing her hand in his and drawing him down towards her until their lips met in a lingering soul kiss.  Thus, my dear wife, did we renew the covenants at the birth of our first born, which we had previously made, and thus has it ever been on down the stream of life, happy in each other’s society and in the society of our dear children, when a new light burst in upon our lives, which threatened for a time to disrupt a happy and beautiful home.  It came in the shape of a message as it were, from God, borne by his servants, the missionaries of the Church of Jesus Christ, bearing the everlasting Gospel truths.  I very readily accepted the Gospel and was baptized, which was a hard blow for you.  You fought it and threatened to leave me if I did not renounce my faith and quit attending the Mormon Church.  I will not dwell upon this part of our lives, but will say that in a very short time you also, accepted the Gospel and was also baptized into the Church, for which I was very thankful to My Heavenly Father.

Things went along very nicely until we decided to emigrate to Zion.  Then you decided to leave the land of your birth, and leave all that was near and dear to you by the ties of nature, amidst pleadings and persuasions of friends and relatives, and stand by me through good and evil.  Oh, what love, what confidence, for a young and beautiful wife to place in her husband, to forsake everything and go with him to a new country to start life anew among strangers.  No wonder that my love grows every day stronger towards such a confiding and faithful wife.  Then again, instead of waiting for the time that death should come and part us, we have taken a step ahead of death by going into the house of the Lord and there being sealed to each other for time and eternity, thus proving to the world and to each other that after fifty years we stand ready and willing to renew the covenants we made with each other and go on hand in hand unto the end.

My Dear Wife, I do not write these lines to you to flatter you nor to cause you to build up any false hopes, nor yet boastingly, but I thought this, our fiftieth or Golden Anniversary of our wedding, a suitable time to let you know that my love has grown stronger with each succeeding year.  I did not wish to wait until you had passed to the great beyond, then cover your grave with flowers, but I felt that I must let you know while you were in a condition to understand and realize just how I felt towards you.

Now, My Dear Wife, I hope and pray that you will receive these few lines in the spirit in which they are written, that is, the spirit of love and charity, because I realize that I have a great many weaknesses and shortcomings, but my desire is to do good at all times, and I must say that I feel this to be the happiest day so far that I have experienced.

Here we are at the fiftieth mile-post of our married life, surrounded by our children and their children.  Truly, we ought to be happy and give thanks to our Heavenly Father and pray that we may be spared to live in peace and comfort through the rest of our days.  Amen.



Mary Jane Ingham's Naturalization

1888 Nov 6
Mary J. Dean's Declaration of Intention to become a citizen of the United States of America

1890 Jun 23
Mary Jane Dean's Declaration of Intention to become a citizen of the United States of America.



I don't know why there are two of these.

Introduction / Purpose

My ancestors were real people!

This blog is a place to preserve and share information about the Joseph and Mary Jane (Ingham) Dean family -- documents, pictures, stories, and more.  Because all  families are inter-connected, there will also be information about the Deans' ancestors and descendants.

Many of the basic facts about family members (birth, marriage, and death dates and places, etc.) are available on FamilySearch.org's Family Tree.  Please visit that site for those kinds of details.  Joseph Dean's PID # is KWJ7-456 and Mary Jane Ingham's PID # is KWJC-HPV.  For ease of reference, I will refer to married women by their maiden names, even though several documents will list their married names.

Back in 2011 I tried setting up a website for this purpose, but found it too cumbersome.  I need a format where it will be easy to share, because I have SO MUCH to share about this family.  Hopefully the labels will make navigation easy enough for readers.

If you are related to the Deans, I'd love to hear from you.  I was named after my two grandfathers -- Ray and Dean, so for a long time I've been drawn to those who came before me.  (Just for fun, one of my sisters was named after our grandmothers -- Mary + Edith = Meredith!)

Please keeping checking back because I will continue to add updates.  Thanks!