The following is a transcription of:
Lucy
M. Allen autobiographical sketch, undated (CHL call no.: MS 6106)
Having been requested to write a
short
sketch of my early life I will
try in my
free way to do so
I was born in the town of
Kirtland State of Ohio
in the year 1857 1815 on
October th 4 my Fathers
and Mothers names were Isaac and
Lucy Morley
they were honorable and virtuous
parents and always
taught their children to
honor and obey them and
always strove to do they gave us
as their means allowed of in them
being of a religious turn of mind
we
believe Mormonism in the year
18[covered]
October I went to work for a widow
[covered]
of Abigail Daniels she was
weaving for
I was doing her house work and
winding
for the weaving; on the day of
the 10 of that mo[covered]
work all done up and sat winding
quill ne[covered]
to the door when there came a
knock at the door
three well dressed nice looking
gentlemen came in
I arose from my seat sat them
some chairs took their
hats and when they were seated
they began to talk
to us of the about the
Gospel as had been revealed in
these last days how an angel had
appeared to one
Joseph Smith and had given them
authority to preach
this gospel to all the world when
the Lady of the house
turned on her loom bench shuttle
in hand which
she shook in them faces told them
to leave her house
as she would not have her
children polluted by any
such doctrine she called them impos
imposters and deceivers
they tried to reason with her but
to no effect they told
her they were verry hungary had
not had any thing to
eat that day she told them there
would have nothing to eat in
her house I have plenty but
nothing for you she said
I had been siting there all this
time listening to her
foul tongue I could stand it no
longer for I feilt that
they were the servants of God as
they said they were
I said gentleman my Father lives
one mile from here
he never turns any one hungary
from his door go there
and you well be fed and cared for
I gave them their hats
and then showed them the road
that lead to my Fathers
house and they were soon out of
sight when I
went back into the house the Lady
said to me I hope you
feel better now yes I said I do
and when I get these
quils all wound and the rest of
the work done I
will leave and hear them talk
~~go and stay if you ~~ want
to
do not until my work was done
Parley P Pratt Oliver
Cowdary
Peterson they staid to my Fathers
and preached until there was a
large
of the church of the
church raised up
all of my Fathers family that
were old
enough joined the church our
neighbours came
every night to hear these elders
talk often
instead of going home all
but my poor old Grand Father
he would not receive the Gospel
he was verry old
and full of his old tradition he
thought there
need be nomore revelation and
would not hear
what Father had to say but turned
a deaf ear to
all that my Father could say to
him and told
him to leave his house and never
darken his
door again and he never did but
we have been
baptized for him and Grandmother
in the St
George Temple and had their
washings and
annointings done for them and had
them
sealed for Eternity
L S A
