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Kittie Evaline Pritchett Dixon 1851-1924

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Biography of
KITTIE EVALINE PRITCHETT DIXON 1851-1924
Great Grandmother of Kerry Dixon Strauss


Kittie Evaline Pritchett was the eldest daughter of Samuel Napoleon Bonaparte Pritchett and Mary Elizabeth McEntire. She was born at Smith County, Virginia, December 12, 1851. When Kittie was four years of age her mother and sister Eunice died, leaving her to care for her father and her grandparents, John Alexander McEntire and Elizabeth Morning Dean. While Kittie was still young, her father and grandparents became members of the church and migrated to Utah.

Note: Here we insert an account, taken from another imigration story, about Kittie's trip to Utah.
A story told by Kittie Evelyne Pritchett Dixon, copied from an account written of Elizabeth Letitia Higganbotham Perry in which the incident appeared. Kittie Evelyne Pritchett Dixon came to Utah in this company and was the niece of the Captain William Pritchett, Great-Grandfather's (Samuel Napoleon Bonepart Pritchett) brother. The Susan Pritchett mentioned was the cousin and daughter of Captain Pritchett.

"Our journey westward was started on the fourth day of June, 1864, with William Pritchett active in the capacity of captain of the company. Fort Kearney in Nebraska was the western outpost and our last civilized settlement. Facing west we started over the "Old Mormon Trail". One member of our company, through lack of understanding of the habits of Indians, exercised unwise discretion which almost resulted in a tragedy. Two Indians came into camp and this immigrant, jokingly asked them if they wanted to buy beautiful black-eyed Susan Pritchett. The redskins agreed to give two ponies for her and left camp to get them. A freighter nearby warned us that the Redskins were in earnest. Susan became terrified and concealed herself in one of the wagons. The Indians soon returned and Captain Pritchett attempted an explanation, but it was not accepted, the Indians leaving in a rage. Everyone realized that there was trouble ahead. The succeeding two days were filled with apprehension for the travelers. They were fired on in their camp; their cattle were stampeded by Indians, some of the men were struck with barbed arrows and much physical suffering resulted. The Indians, in order to protect themselves while harassing our people, would hang over the sides of their horses. Our main defense was the large number of freighters traveling with us, but for two weeks we had no feeling of security. One day 300 Indians attired for war swooped down upon us. Captain Pritchett ordered our wagons formed into a corral with the cattle and horses inside. Our tension was relieved however, when we saw one of the warriors approached, displaying a white flag, which indicated to us a truce. We all had a prayer of gratitude in our hearts as we watched them depart. We arrived in "The Salt Lake Valley" Aug 1,1864 and camped on Emigration Creek for a few days.

*This story was copied from the scrapbook of Alice Dixon Lee Burton in 1939, by Calpurna Burton Fluckiger, granddaughter of Kittie Pritchett Dixon. The biography continues:

Upon arrival here Kittie accompanied her father to Sanpete County where he established his home. Her grandparents located in Harrisville.

As Kittie grew into young womanhood, she frequently came north to visit her grandparents and their family. She was charming and attractive with heavy black hair, large dark eyes and a beautiful complexion. He voice was musical and sweet with a slight southern accent. She was loved and admired by both old and young who looked forward eagerly each year to her visits.

An increasing interest and affection developed between Kittie and Harvey Dixon (click for a website about him). They were married March 7, 1870.

Harvey built his home beside that of his brother Henry near their father's home. Here they began their new life in comfort, surrounded by relatives and friends. Here also their first child Mary Elizabeth was born, but lived only a few hours. Another daughter, Alice Evaline, came to them later, bringing joy and comfort.

Harvey, his brother Henry, Uncle George Lake and others had engaged in stock raising. As their herds increased in numbers they felt the necessity of expansion and better grazing pastures. Since the barren wastes of the Great Salt Lake region forbade any western movement, they began to move northward, finally locating and founding the present villages of Oxford and Clifton in southern Idaho. This move was a trying one for Kittie. She loved close friends and neighbors, and her southern hospitable nature craved companionship and activity. Into this barren sagebrush plain these sturdy pioneers brought the same courage, fortitude and perseverence that had characterized their earlier lives in Utah.

Harvey opened a sand quarry, built a saw mill and began to build a new home and to develop the land. Kittie watched with interest and concern the establishment of this new era in their lives.A son, Harvey Dixon, Jr. was born in the summer of 1874. Into the new home was woven dreams for the comfort, well being and happiness of her family.

The little town of Clifton grew rapidly bringing a need for school, church and community life. Harvey and Kittie chose a more desirable location and built a large, more substantial home close in the village, keeping the old home as a ranch house. Orchards, shade trees, gardens and close neighbors gave Kittie renewed interest and happiness. Beyond the village stretched the rich grain fields and grazing pastures. They prospered and life seemed good.

Kittie was always a leader in church and social activities and share the popularity of Harvey in his duties as Bishop of the ward and civic leader. She was a splendid housekeeper. Sewing, weaving, quilting kept her household supplies in stock and in the dairy butter, cheese, and fruit filled the shelves. Her ability as a homemaker brought comfort, cheer and happiness to her husband, children and friends. Here at Clifton four more children were born to Harvey and Kittie, making a family of six, three boys and three girls.When Harvey's activities convinced her that it would be wise to again move northward, Kittie accepted the decision with the same courage and fortitude that had always characterized her life. Like Ruth of old, she sacrificed her own interests and gave to others her allegiance, support and loyalty.

In 1885 Kittie and her family accompanied Harvey into Wyoming and established a home in the beautiful Star Valley. This was a splendid grazing country for cattle where they quickly developed on the rich green feed and were early ready for market. The summers were delightfully cool and pleasant, but the winters were long and severe with heavy snow for many months. The soil was rich and fertile but too frequently the early gardens and grain crops were destroyed by a late frost or harvest delayed by early severe frost in the autumn. Life was rugged, but the children were healthy and grew rapidly. Two more children, a boy and a girl were born here at Afton.

Fifteen years passed. The older children were maturing and making their own homes here in the valley. Kittie and Harvey began to grow weary of the strenuous life and to long for a location in a more moderate climate. Harvey made a tour of inspection into the Snake River Valley on the Pacific slope, choosing a homesite in the beautiful Hagerman Valley. Here he moved his family in 1900.

The scenery was beautiful, the soil fertile, the hills green. The climate was mild and to the great delight of the children there was no snow to be shoveled away and paths broken in the early mornings. A new era seemed to be opening and life ahead looked peaceful. Harvey found time for more active church duties and became Presiding Elder of the Fir Grove Branch of the Cassia Stake. Kittie found interest in the establishment of a new home for her family. But sorrow came to them in the death of their young son, Samuel Wilkinson in Bliss at the age of 15 and again in the death of their youngest child, Elsa May Dixon at the age of 13. During one winter Kittie took her children to Logan where they might enjoy the advantages of better schools and college.

In the summer of 1906, Harvey was stricken with a serious illness. He passed away at their home in Bliss, July 6, 1906.

As the years passed and her children left for their own homes, Kittie became lonely and gave up her home in Bliss. She found comfort and companionship in the homes of her children, sharing with them her vast knowledge of child life and homemaking. She carried into each home a spiritual uplift and found among her grandchildren an admiration and devotion to her beautiful personality, strength of character, patience and faith.

Kittie and Harvey Dixon were reunited July 18, 1924 when she passed away at the home of their daughter at Afton after a separation of eighteen years.

Linked toKittie Evelyn Pritchett

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