A life sketch of Susan’s great, great, great, great grandmother, Sally Tiffany Call. I wish I had a picture of Sally — but I will settle here for a sketch of rural dress in late 18th century America, when she was growing up.
Sarah ‘Sally’ Tiffany was born November 27, 1790, in Cambridge,Vermont to Christopher and Rebecca Ellis Tiffany. That was the year George Washington gave his first State of the Union address, and Mozart wrote his opera, Cosi Fan Tutti. All I know about Sally’s ancestry is that her father was said to be a German immigrant.
I do know that Sally herself attended the small school in Cambridge. One of her teachers, who was five years older than she, was a farmer named Cyril Call. Cyril and Sally fell in love, they were married in Cambridge on April 6, 1806, by his father, Joseph Call, who was a Baptist minister.
Cyril and Sally made their home in Fletcher, Vermont. Their children born in Vermont were Harvey, Anson, [my great, great, great grandfather] and Salmon. Cyril fought in the War of 1812. During this time, their little boy, Salmon, died.
After Cyril returned from war, the family moved to Ohio, near Kirkland, to claim homestead land and develop it into a farm. Ten more children were born in Ohio: Samantha, Fanny, Lucina Josiah, Mary, Sonora Rosaline, Sarah, Melissa and twins Omer and Homer. Sally worked hard to feed, clothe and educate her family.
The Call Family was introduced to The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints in
1830. Cyril became good friends with Joseph Smith, who visited their home often. Our family has stories of how the Prophet rocked the twins Omer and Homer on his knees, and prophesied that my ancestor, Anson, would one day be a great man among the Saints in the Rocky Mountains.
Sally and her family eventually followed the Latter-day Saints to Kirkland Ohio, Missouri and Illinois. They were present for much of the persecutions that occurred in the early days of the church.
Cyril once faced a mob, who offered to spare his home if he renounced Joseph Smith as a prophet. Sally and Cyril and their children watched their home burned to the ground. They made their beds in a corn field until help arrived.
Despite the trials, there were also good times, including helping to build the Nauvoo Temple, and being present for its dedication.
But by 1848, conditions in Illinois forced Cyril and Sally and their children to move again, following the Saints to the Salt Lake Valley. They suffered so many of the same hardships and challenges that are repeatedly told of our faithful pioneers in church history. They arrived in the Valley on October 27, 1849. Sally would turn 59 exactly one month later. They met relatives waiting for them at Sessions Settlement, which is now Bountiful, Utah.
Sally endured many illnesses and hardships as a result of being constantly driven from one place to another. Yet she was the mother of thirteen healthy children. All but one grew to adulthood. One grandson wrote, “ By day or night, in health or in sickness, she watched with attention to everything.”
After the long trek to Utah, Sally’s health was never good. She lived with her daughter, Samantha, who took care of her for the rest of her life. She died on March 15, 1856 at the age of 65.
As you can imagine, I am only one of hundreds, over eight generations of an ever-growing family, who can proudly trace my ancestry to Sally Tiffany Call.