Sketch Of The Life Of Mary L. Morris
My dear Children and Grandchildren:—
In presenting these few collected thoughts, in the form of a sketch of my humble life as I have tried to live it, I do not claim for them any literary merit, or poetic fire:—but I do claim for them the dignity of truth and correct principles.
After having tried to mould my life according to the principles of the Gospel and the commandments of God, I can assure you, my precious children, in all soberness, that if you will seek to serve your God in all things He will surely bring you off conquerors.
Mary L. Morris.
Salt Lake City, Utah.
October 27, 1901.
Agreeable to the request of my children, I have endeavored to write this simple sketch of my life, and present the same, hoping it will prove acceptable, and of some profit to them in climbing the rugged path of life.
My paternal grandfather, James Walker, was born May 22, 1774, and I suppose, in the town of Leek, Staffordshire, England. I saw him for the first time when I was fourteen years old, in which year my mother and I returned to my native town of Leek to reside. He was small of stature and although quite aged, and unable to perform any manual labor and walked with a cane, he was still quite erect. He had keen dark eyes, refined