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Richards, Jane Snyder
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1823-1912
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MSS SC 2964
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Jane Snyder was born on January 31, 1823 in Pamelia, Jefferson County, New York to Isaac and Louise Comstock Snyder. At eight years old, her family moved to Canada where they learned about the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Jane married Franklin Dewey Richards in 1842, just one year after her family made their way to Nauvoo, Illinois. When they left Nauvoo, her husband was called on a mission, her newborn died, and she was left will with her surviving child. In 1848, Jane reached Salt Lake City and in 1869 she moved to Ogden, Utah. Jane presided as the first president of the Relief Society in the Weber Stake for thirty-one years and then served as first counselor in the General Relief Society Presidency for twenty-two years. She was one of Utahs representatives at the Nation Council of Women in 1891 and the Vice President of the Utah Board of Lady Managers of the Worlds Fair in Chicago, Illinois in 1893 at age seventy. Jane died on November 17, 1912 in Ogden, Utah.
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This folder contains a book by Karen M. and Paul D. Larsen titled Remembering Winter Quarters. The book is a collection of first-person writings from sixteen pioneers who lived temporarily at Winter Quarters, Kanesville, Nebraska and other nearby locales between 1846 and 1852. The book is organized in sixteen chapters, one for each individual, ranging from the well known to the obscure. An introductory note for each chapter gives a brief history of the writer before the personal history begins, and ends with a short note summarizing the pioneers experience after Winter Quarters. The chapters are composed of one official epistle by Brigham Young, eleven autobiographies/reminiscences, and four journals. The excerpt from Janes life is taken from a microfilm of the holograph at the Church Historical Department Archives. Jane describes her time in Winter Quarters as a gloomy one, and [one] needed all the faith and hope that could be mustered to sustain us under the circumstances, for death was sweeping away its victims, and want and suffering seemed staring us in the face. She also recounts, That was among the saddest chapters in my history.