Hannah was an excellent housekeeper. Her home was spotlessly clean. She had a place for everything and every thing was kept where it belonged. She sprinkled damp steeped tea leaves on her carpet and swept them up, thereby cleaning the carpet and keeping the dust down at the same time.

On a little table in each room she kept a small covered bowl of peppermint candy. In her parlor on a center table was a bowl of rose leaves. This kept the room smelling fresh and fragrant.

She loved flowers and had a lovely garden and green lawns. Being a women from the British Isles she was especially fond of roses.

They had a fine orchard and very plainly in it could be seen a row or two of gooseberries and red currents and the children were allowed to go out and eat all they wanted of the berries.

Hannah was the leader of the town. She set the styles in clothes and actions. She chose the best of people for her friends.

Every week found her making calls to see the sick and homebound. Taking a little treat, and kind loving and encouraging words, turning hot pillows, adjusting a tired body, bringing comfort and cheer to everyone. She was ever loving, kind and helpful to all she knew.

She was always where sickness and trouble entered a home, administering to and caring for the sick and injured. She went to help the expectant mothers and was there to greet the little newcomer and help where needed.

She loved beautiful dishes, linens and clothes and everything about her home reflected her good taste and careful grooming.

Hannah was a perfect hostess and many were the meals, that were prepared by her and her girls for high church officials, close friends and families. Never a Thanksgiving Day passed that a bounteous dinner wasn't cooked and served by Hannah's kind hands for all of the poor of the ward.

In George's business many business men and overland travelers found a nourishing, tasty, hot dinner ready for them, with Hannah presiding over the serving, helping to keep conversation as stimulating as the food she had so painstakingly prepared, Hannah was a person who loved promptness. Whenever she was going any place she insisted on being early. If it was the train she was catching, an hour before train time suited her fine to arrive at the station.

One time Hannah had been visiting in Cache Valley, on her way home she stopped in Salt Lake City and purchased quite a few groceries. She had them delivered to the Lion House where she was staying. About two hours before train time she had her eighteen year old grand-daughter, Ivie Neddo, get a gunny sack to carry the groceries in. Then the two of them lugged that sack full of groceries the five blocks to the depot where they waited almost an hour for the train to come.

Another time she was visiting a granddaughter Esther Steele Nelson in Draper On the day she was to go home she arose early packed her bag and dressed ready to go. Esther's husband Antone was to take her the mile or so to the train. Antone harnessed his fastest team hitched them to the buggy and drove around to the front of their lovely home There he tied the horses to the hitching post, Hannah was ready and waiting and urged Antone to "Let's get started". But Antone loved to tease her. So he dawdled ground while Hannah begged and pleaded for him to hurry. Finally exasperated beyond enduring Hannah went out. and climbed into the buggy where she and the horses waited impatiently for Antone to make his appearance. Finally when the train whistled at. the point of the mountain Antone dashed from the house, sprang into the buggy, gathered up the lines while some one untied the team. Away they sped toward the station with still plenty of time to meet the train.

Hannah always worked in the church in the different auxiliary organizations as Primary and Relief Society. On February 15, 1884 she was set apart as President of the Relief Society.

Hannah was an excellent sewer. She did especially beautiful fine sewings Of course, it was all hand sewing as there were no sewing machines at that time. Her hemming and button holes were never surpassed in beauty and strength.

She and her daughter Pauline made the burial clothing for the dead of the ward, As Hannah grew older her eye sight lost some of its keenness and she depended on others to make her beautiful dresses and. clothing.

One time Esther Steele was sewing for her and the hem was a fraction of an inch off. Careful not to hurt Esther's feelings Hannah said, "My eye sight is not as good as it used to be but it seems to me that it needs a little longer right there " just a trifle more. "

On February 27, 1833 a few years after the L.D.S. Church was organized the Prophet Joseph Smith received a revelation concerning what was called the Word of Wisdom, about abstaining from drinking alcohol, tea, and coffee and from using tobacco.

Because Hannah was from the land of Scotland where it had been her daily habit to drink tea several times a day, she found it extremely difficult to even think of giving up drinking tea.

But as she grew in wisdom and knowledge and faith she knew she should obey this word from the Lord. Finally on December 16, 1886 she made up her mind to obey in full the pattern set for her, by the Lord, So she gave up drinking tea. entirely - her teacups were put away and ever afterward she lived the Word of Wisdom.

This was twenty-two years before this was given as a commandment on October 4, 1908 by President Joseph F. Smith, that Hannah made it a commandment for herself.

About 1887 George and Hannah took their children to the

Logan Temple and had them sealed to them. Hannah was so happy and thrilled that day. She always remembered they sang "Oh Say What Is Truth".

December 20, 1886 Hannah was given a fine fat turkey by the Saints of the ward.

George liked Hannah to be at home where he could talk with her but was willing that she go visiting and have a, break from the daily routine.

One time she had been in Tooele for a few days. When she returned George was most grateful to see her. He said she came like a Honey Bee loaded with good things.

Many times both George and Hannah were healed through the power of the Lord, On 18 February 1891 Hannah had been very sick all night. In the morning her son Thomas and Bishop H. D. Caldwell [who succeeded George as bishop] administered to her and she was instantly healed.

Hannah always turned to the Lord in time of trouble. On May 12, 1889 she stepped on a stone, it turned with her and hurt her ankle very badly. She cried with the severe pain. She asked George to anoint her with consecrated oil and administer to her which he did and again she was instantly healed although they thought the ankle was either broken or badly sprained. The pain stopped and she was able to walk unhindered.

At one time when her grand-daughter Ivie Neddo was staying with Hannah she sent Ivie to dip water while it was clean from the ditch, into three big barrels. These were kept by the ditch full of fresh water for washing and such. There were wood ashes in one barrel to make lye by pouring water on them. This was a good water softener.

Because their well was dry Ivie went to carry drinking water from David McIntosh's well for drinking and cooking purposes. One time a young man accompanied Ivie on her water carrying trip. After getting the water back to the house they sat down on the step to chat before taking the water into the house. When the water was finally taken in, it was dirtied and Ivie had to go back for more clean water.

When Hannah's grand-daughter, Hortense Steele, was about thirteen years old she stayed a while with Hannah. One evening Hannah allowed her to go to her first grown-up dance. Hortense promised to be home not a minute after eleven o'clock.

But child-like, she forgot the time until she was already five minutes late. She ran all the way home because Hannah had impressed upon her the importance of keeping a promise she had made.

When Hortense went panting into the house after running the block from the hall to Hannah's house, she found Hannah fully dressed with a stick in her hand ready to come after Hortense" Many times Hortense remembered that lesson and her promises were kept exactly.

Hannah loved to read. She was a great lover of poetry and tried her hand at writing some herself. During the long winter evenings the family gathered in their cozy living room and read together. They read from magazines, or a book of fiction but always before retiring for the night they read a chapter from the Bible or Book of Mormon and they had family prayers.

After George died and left her a widow in 1891 she went on in her own sweet, serene way. Her life was one of peace and beauty.

She was unfortunate enough to slip and fall and broke her right shoulder. It was poorly set and never again could she raise her right arm to her head or reach backward with it. From then on she must depend on some one else to help her dress. Family or friends were always willing to see that she was helped and cared for. Often they were rewarded with a round peppermint candy which she kept in a striped sack in her hand- bag for just such a purpose.

One evening when she was nearly seventy years of age as she sat in .he twilight a knock came at the door and when the door was open Samuel Lee of Tooele came in.

He said, "Sister Burridge, as I drove past your house on my way home, I was prompted to turn around and come back and give you a blessing. " So he laid his hands upon her head and gave her a blessing. It was a beautiful and sacred occasion. He sealed her spirit and body up to peace and health and happiness throughout her remaining years.

The days of her golden years were spent in her parlor where large gilt frames on the wall held the likenesses of her loved ones. There she would sit in her well-used rocker by the window reading or greeting passers-by with a smile, a wave of the hand or a pleasant word. Her shining silver hair combed smooth and nice, a white apron over a pink dressing sacque.

Her son Thomas proceeded her in death having died April 12, 1891 and George died September 26 of the same year as Thomas left them.

Hannah died at her home in St. John on the soft spring day of 22 of April 1909.

Her two daughters, Charlotte and Pauline were at her bedside at the time of her going.

Charlotte Burridge Steele, Hannah Shaw Burridge, and Pauline Burridge Neddo

The following letter was written by Hannah Jane Shaw Burridge to her daughters Charlotte and Pauline.

My Dear Girls:

The whole of my life may be regarded as a great school of experience in which men and women are the pupils. I have been a dull scholar. I may not have understood them and possibly have been hard, but we have to learn them; especially where the teachers are trials and sorrows, temptations and difficulties, and yet we must not only accept the lessons but recognize them as divinely appointed. The results of experience are only to be achieved by living, and living is a question of time.

The women of experience learns to rely upon time as her helper. Time has been described as a beautifier and as a councilor, but it is also a teacher. It is the food of experience, the soil of wisdom. It may be the friend or enemy of youth. To you[,] how bright the world looks; but as the years pass, we find the world to be a place of sorrow as well as joy. Happy are they who can pass through trials with a firm mind and a pure heart, encountering trials with cheerfulness and standing erect beneath even the heaviest burdens. Dear Girls, Oh how often have I wished I could have been more easy, but it must have been a rule of the head and not of the heart. The path of duty in this world is the road to salvation in the next world.

She lived a faithful true life and passed through many hardships and died full in the faith of the Gospel, This history is taken from diaries, family histories, old letters and family legends. The research was made and the history written by her youngest grand-daughter Ann Neddo.

In 1967 she has had 650 + descendants.