Married Philena Washburn 21 Jun 1883 in St. George
William Adam-Irvin-Marie
Died 10 Oct 1930 in Sigurd
Buried in Monroe
1870 Census
1880 Census
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1910 Census
1930 Census
You can read more about William in Stories from My Family Tree.
TROUBLE AT SEA
The air was crisp as William Warnock and his wife Susan boarded the ship "Monarch of the Sea," bound for New York City. This would be their first stop on their way to live with the Saints in Utah. They had joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and now yearned to live among their fellow Saints. Earlier that morning they had bade a tearful farewell to their native land of Scotland, doubtful that they would ever return.
Among the nine hundred passengers aboard about one-half were Latter-day Saints, one of them John Smith, the Church patriarch.
The five-week voyage was an exceedingly rough one. Over seventy-five died on shipboard: a few adults, but the balance children.
The wind howled one night as a terrible storm raged on the open sea. The wind blew so hard that the sails were torn to shreds. The sailors scurried to their different jobs defiantly trying to hold the ship together and keep her afloat. At times, the safety of the ship was held in doubt.
The storm raged through the night and hit its peak just at the break of day. At this period, when objects could scarcely be observed, John Smith, the patriarch, was seen to go to the prow of the vessel and petition God for His protection. Half an hour later all was quiet. The hand of the Lord had intervened and the safety of the ship and its passengers was granted.
William Adam Warnock was the father of Irvin Leroy Warnock, who was the husband of Lexia D. Wamock. This story came from a history entitled A Brief Sketch of the Life of William A. Warnock (p.66), from the booklet Stories Of Those Who Preceded Us, compiled and written by Lexia D. Warnock.
BARE FEET AND PRICKLY PEARS
(*84)William woke up to the cry of the herdsman. The night was dark as pitch. He could hear the captain calling for six of the teamsters to take a gun and a quilt and go herd the cattle for the rest of the watch.
William was one of the teamsters. He got up and reached for his one and only shoe. When he had started on the journey across the plains headed for Salt Lake City, he was equipped with two good pairs of shoes, but through the effects of mud, water, sand and dry traveling, he had only one shoe left. With that single shoe covering one foot and the other left bare, William grabbed his gun and his quilt and joined the other five men as they headed up to the plateau where the young herdsman had first made his cry while herding the cattle for the first watch.
They had gone but a quarter of a mile from camp when William stepped upon a bed of prickly pear with his bare foot. The pain was instant, rendering him unable to continue. He sat down and picked out the spines in the darkness. He started following his comrades again. He had covered only a few short yards when again his sore bare foot struck prickly pears. The other men hollered for him to "come on." William hollered back his condition and told them he was going to camp there till light.
At daybreak William started for camp. It had been dark when he left the camp and he wasn't sure of its exact location. He headed out in the direction he thought would take him back, only to find himself on the edge of the plateau about a mile from camp. As he scanned the area looking for the best way to return, he spied a pair of horses that had wandered during the previous dark night. Each horse had a halter, so it was an easy job for William to catch them. He rode one and led the other back to camp. William's boss, Mr. Hall, was delighted because one of the horses was his prize racing mare for which he had paid $500. William told Mr. Hall about his foot problem, so the boss promised him a pair of new boots at the first trading station. William asked him to get size nines, although this was bigger than he normally wore, because his feet were swollen and thought the bigger size would fit better.
Mr. Hall stopped at the next station to make purchases. He caught up with the wagon train about three miles from the (*85)trading post. When William asked for his boots, he admitted that he had forgotten them but at once wheeled to go back. He had a swift mare and soon returned with the boots. William was delighted and sat down immediately to put them on. When he opened the box and examined the boots, he found one was a number nine as he had ordered but the other was a number eleven. There was no going back again, so William padded the extra large boot and found that even at that they were much more comfortable than bare feet.
William Adam Warnock was Irvin L Warnock's father. This story was adapted from A Brief sketch of the life of William A. Wamock (p.66 + 67) in Stories Of Those Who Preceded Us, compiled and written by Lexia D. Wamock.
Transcript of part of a letter written by William Adam Warnock to Lexia Warnock, August 5, 1916:
You want some special incidents of my history.
I will try to get Data later.
Two or three things have struck me Comical--
1st I never went to school.
2nd I was employed to teach school. (Monroe )
3rd I was appointed School Supt. of the
County after the resignation of Dan
Harrington (for unexpired term.)
4th I was member of Constitutional Convention at
Salt Lake in the 8O's
5th I have lived thru it all.
6th What poor timber they had in those days.
You need not record this.
Best wishes to all--
As ever Father
Wm A Warnock
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