The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-04-21

and seven nights continuous travel in
a stage coach with her three young
children to care for. without protection
other than that afforded by rough min
ing men, through the dangers that
menaced the road to Denver in the COS,
was the next great experience of the
young wife.
Since then their life has been peace
full. Fifty beautiful, golden years." is
Mrs. Royles description of it.
Back to Wedding Day.
1T scarcely seems possible that it
was fifty years ago." she says. why,
I am all a-flutteT. just as if 1 were a
young girl. 1 have just had a letter
that takes me back to our wedding
Gay. My dearest girl friend, whose hus-
band was Mr.. Royle's close friend when
all of US were young together, will be
here Tuesday. She is Mrs. Lee ]. Sharp
of Butte, formerly of Salt Lake, and
we knew her as Mary Chadwick first.
She was married a few weeks before
we were, was present at our wedding,
at our silver wedding twenty-five years
ago. and now she is coming to our
golden wedding. See. here is one of
our wedding cards she has kept all
these years and has Just sent to me-
MI anu MIS- my lAACh MISC 4-AiHoh
Kirtley. were married in the PTesby-
terrain church at Lexington, Mo-, April
%, 1857. Mr.. ROyle was then a young
lawyer and, except for the time ne was
in the army, he has followed his pro-
fession ever since.
Mr.. and Mrs. RoyIe both belonged to
southern families. Mr.. Royle enlisted
in the confederate army and acted as
Judge advocate of Prices army. He
was in the engagement at Lexington
when his family passed through the
dangers in the town.
Feeling Was Strong.
q shall never forget that day. says
Mrs. ROyle. "Mr. Royle was off in the
fight somewhere, and we were left at
home almost helpless. Our three oldest
children were babies then. / remem-
Der we went down into cellars to keep
out of the way of the bullets. Several
houses around us we're struck by cam
non balls, but none hit our house. The
next day I gathered quantities of mimic
balls in the yard.
Mr.. Royle's period of enlistment ex-
pired in 1863 and he decided to move
away from Missouri. as it was not safe
for us at home. They even arrested
me. They did not put me in prison, but
accepted my parole. The feeling was
very strong there, as the population
was divided between the north and the
south in sympathy, and L believe my
arrest was due chiefly to spite work.
Mr.. Royle went to Colorado in a pri-
vate conveyance and sent for me later.
4 shall never forget that terrible
stage trip. 1t lasted seven days and
seven nights, with no stops except for
meals. 1 had three children to care for.
I ho q INV h.
er and my husband before, and it just
seemed as if I couldn't undertake the
journey. But the situation at home
was sucn that I decided to start.
A Memorable Trip.
'T left Atchison with the three little
boys and a servant girl of II years. The
western mines had caused great excite
ment at that time, and every coach
was loaded. There were nine of US in
the one I rode in. So great was the
demand for transportation that a half
dozen men stood with their grips at the
coach door ready to take our seats if 1
should decide not to go. They tried to
dissuade me, saying l could never
make il in the world. oh. can l ever
take this trip?' 1 cried. At that mo-
ment a big, burly administered man
inside the coach said: Come on,
madam. This coach is full of honest
men. l don't know how to tell you
who we are. but We are going to the
mines near Salt Lake City, and We'll
take care of you. My name is McGuf-
fey, and I'm a nephew of the reader
and speller man.
Il shall never forget that splendid,
big administered McGuffey. He was
a Virginian, and had the kindest voice
and smile one could imagine. / was
the only woman in the coach and he
looked after me Until we reached Jules
burg, l think, where the roads divided.
l had never Travelled alone and would
forget to pay for my meals along the
road, causing the station-keepers to cry
after me when l started to leave. Final
ly, just turned my purse over to Nc
Guffey and I was not bothered again
while / was with him. He took care of
me until we parted at Julesburg.
Dreaded the Journey.