A dear friend and neighbor Susan Arminda Johnson, wife of Luke S. Johnson, who was one of the first twelve Apostles, lived along Clover Creek also. Hannah and Susan Arminda had much to cement their friendship. They shared each other's good times and misfortunes.

[Editor's note - Probably during George's mission (1867 - 1868), the following incident occurred as found in Gospel Library/Who's Who in the Doctrine and Covenants/Luke S. Johnson* at http://www.ldsworld.com in the Infobase Library:

The wife of George Burridge recalled that one winter, when she came to his home seeking milk, "my feet [were] wrapped in gunny-sacks, to keep them warm. Luke looked at my feet and laughed and said, �Hannah, is that the best you can do for shoes?' I told him they were all I had. The next morning when I called for the milk Luke presented me with a good substantial pair of shoes."

Luke was, as stated above, one of the original twelve apostles in this dispensation. He was excommunicated April 13, 1838 in Missouri but was subsequently rebaptized in Nauvoo and was in the 1847 pioneer wagon train.]

Luke S. Johnson was a friend to most Indians. They loved him and called him "Papa". One day an Indian wanted Luke Johnson's under pants calling them shirt pants.

Luke Johnson often punished the Indians if they behaved badly.

Every day found the settlers facing Indians in their own homes or hearing tales of their depredations against the white people.

One night George and Luke S. were away from home. Hannah gathered up her children in the late afternoon and went over to the Johnson's home

[Editor's note - When the saints moved from Shambip (Clover) to St. Johns, they lived in dugouts again for a time. Luke Johnson was one of the first to have a home. Burridge family legend has it that this incident took place in the dugout before the home was finished.]

to spend the night with Susan Arminda and her little family so that neither would be alone. The two women made a long bed on the floor. The children were placed in the middle while the women were to sleep on the outside of the bed.

Hannah banked the fire while Arminda put things to right for the night. The door was closed, prayers were said and as the last light faded all was quiet in the little home.

Sometime in the deep hours of the night Hannah was awakened by someone stepping on her foot. She lay tense with fear but could hear no movement. At last she whispered "Arminda are you up? " Out of the inky blackness came back a soft whisper in Susan Arminda's voice, "Law, no !" Fear filled every cranny of that dug-out as with batted breath they both sat up in bed and peered into the dark with eyes that could not see, because of the blackness. At last there was a dull glow in the fireplace and there raking the ashes off the glowing coals sat a large buck Indian. Softly the young women lowered themselves back on the bed to decide what to do.

With bated breathe they watched him warm himself and recover the fire and leave. The two women huddled together in the cold and dark until daylight.

When it was light enough to see they went out and looked around. Some large cheese was taken from where they were stored in the chinks of the logs of the house.

The cloth Susan Arminda was weaving in the hand loom had been hacked out of the loom instead of unrolling it and taking the whole piece. The chickens and cow were gone.

While they were bemoaning the losses Luke S. Johnson came home. Excitedly they told of the night's happenings.

He immediately turned his horse while Arminda ran for his black snake whip, then he started to follow the tracks left by the cow.

Soon he overtook the Indian and used the whip to persuade the buck to return what he had taken which he sullenly did.

After calm settled on the families Luke S. Johnson moved both Susan Arminda and her family and Hannah with. her children and their livestock into a small fort he had built on higher ground.

Hannah's joy was great when on August 24, 1861 she and George went to the newly finished Endowment House and were sealed to each other.

[Editor's note - "The Latter-day Saints occasionally used a mountaintop as their temporary temple, and President Brigham Young dedicated Ensign Peak, a hill just north of Salt Lake City, Utah, as a "natural temple." Though Brigham Young designated a temple site in Salt Lake Valley on July 28, 1847, just four days after his arrival, the temple took forty years to build. In the meantime, the upper floor of the Council House, Salt Lake City's first public building, served 2,222 members of the Church as their Endowment house between February 21, 1851, and May 5, 1855. A more permanent Endowment house, designed by Truman O. Angell, Church architect, was soon built on the northwest corner of Temple Square. Brigham Young named it "The House of the Lord." It was dedicated on May 5, 1855, by Heber C. Kimball. The main structure was a two-story building 34 feet by 44 feet, with small one-story extensions on both ends. The first floor had a room for washing and anointing, and also "garden," "world," and "terrestrial" rooms. The upper floor was the "celestial room," with an adjacent sealing room. On the average, 25 to 30 endowments were given daily, for a total of 54,170 in the thirty-four years it was used. And an average of 2,500 marriages were also performed annually. In addition, the Endowment house served as a place for special prayer circles and the setting apart and instruction of newly called missionaries. As the Salt Lake Temple neared completion, the Endowment house was torn down in November 1889. The Salt Lake Temple was dedicated April 6, 1893. A long-anticipated holy place for temple ordinances was then permanently established in Salt Lake City. "

From Gospel Library/Encyclopedia of Mormonism/E/Endowment Houses at http://www.ldsworld.com InfoBase]

On the 2 of November 1861 another son Daniel was born while they were living at Shambip. When little Daniel was a year and a half old he contracted the whooping cough. He was very ill and died from the dread disease, on February 12, 1863.

Poor Hannah ! She had to bury one half of her wonderful family in their infancy.

Great was Hannah's rejoicing and happiness when her mother, Jane Norrie Shaw, her sister, Ann Shaw Moir and two children, Jamina and Charles Moir came across the dreary plains by covered wagon and a team of horses. They reached Hannah in either 1864 or 1865. What a wonderful reunion after all those years and thousands of miles in separation.