Just the Old Gal to Write the Stuff

Hancock, Ann Eliza2

Ann Eliza Hancock, my great-great grandmother, was born nearly 100 years before my own birth.  She was well known in Panguitch, Utah and considered the oldest resident at age 86-years when she died.  Her obituary (see below) describes her many abilities… her ability to teach and lead the young folks… her charitable feeling for those in need… her strong will power to do good at all times and to accomplish any undertaking she took upon herself… her extensive work in the Relief Society.  Specifically, the obituary states that “her journalism and poetry will not be forgotten.”  To that end, I write this post in tribute to my Grandma Lida.

Ann Eliza married Elias Hatch in 1882.  They had a total of nine children, five of whom preceeded her in death.  Elias, or Lyle as she called him, died in 1934 leaving her a widow for the next sixteen years.  I believe most of her poems were written during this time.  This gem is one of my favorites:

Hatch, Elias2
UNTITLED
I am glad I left that little town
And came to this dear place
For if I had stayed I would never of seen
My husband's smiling face
For fifty years I lived a happy cheerful life
For fifty years I am proud to say
I have been Lyle Hatch's wife

 

I love the charming grammer and the words that just don’t quite fit at times.  I admire her boldness and willingness to put herself out there.  Her positive influence in that small town cannot be calculated!  However, unfortunately, time has a way of erasing our lives… unless we leave behind documents that can be treasured by descendants.  So, here they are for you to treasure!  You can see her despair and loneliness in these tributes to her husband.  Read the worries between the lines of her thoughts on the War.  Get a glimpse of small town life in these many tributes to friends and neighbors and personal experiences she shares.

Hatch, Ann Eliza Hancock3

At one time she submitted poems for publishing and received a rejection letter.  She was crushed.  You can read about it in her “personal experiences.”  Here’s another gem about that:

CRUSHED HOPES
I think that I shall never be
A great writer of poetry
Of that there seems to be no hope
I can never rise to pull the ropes

My name will never be so great
That I will ever nab the bait
For this I am not great enough
Just the old gal, to write the stuff

 

These poems are an insight into Grandma Lida’s soul and personality.  My heart has turned to her… she’s gone but not forgotten!!

Obit- Hatch, Ann Eliza Hancock2

 

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Meltiar Goes to Court

Page 1United States of American vs. Meltiar Hatch, case #518 filed 30 Mar 1888

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Meltiar Hatch… between 10 Dec 1885 and 6 Dec 1888… “did unlawfully claim, live and cohabit with more than one woman as his wives, to-wit: with one Permelia (Snyder) Hatch and one Mary Ann (Ellis) Hatch.”

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*Meltiar married Permelia on 27 Dec 1845 at Hancock, IL.   Meltiar married Mary Ann on 6 May 1856 at Salt Lake, UT.

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Page 2Witnesses examined before the grand jury on 7 December 1888 included:  Mary Ann Hatch, Meltiar Hatch, and three children: Elias, Margaret, & Rhoana

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7 Oct 1891… “Now on this day the defendant appears in person and withdraws his plea of Not Guilty, and pleads that he is guilty as charged in the Indictment time for sentence waived.  And the defendant being asked if he had any legal cause to show why sentence should not be passed against him and he giving no sufficient reason and cause: It is therefore ordered adjudged and decreed by the Court, that sentence on defendant be suspended for two years.”

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Page 6*Meltiar Hatch, my 3rd great-grandfather, died on 8 Jul 1895 and was buried at Hatch, Garfield, Utah.  Both wives were eventually buried next to him.

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