Elizabeth Bradbury

Elizabeth Bradbury was born on Jan 25, 1840 in Manchester, England to Joseph and Sarah Standring Simpson Bradbury. Elizabeth is a Pioneer of Richmond.

History

When Elizabeth was eight, her parents converted to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Elizabeth was baptized when she was nine. Soon after, the Bradbury family began to make means to cross the Atlantic and join the other Saints in the United States of America. To ensure the whole family could move west, the family split. Elizabeth and her mother left first. 

They left Liverpool on May 30, 1866 on the Arkwight, arriving in New York City, New York on July 6. They continued on boat and train to Wyoming City, Nebraska Territory, and joined the Daniel Thompson Company on July 24, 1866. They arrived in the Salt Lake Valley on Sep 28.

Elizabeth married Thomas Titensor on Aug 3, 1867 in Salt Lake City, Utah as his second wife entering into the practice of polygamy. They moved to Cove soon after where she served as its third Relif Society President from 1885 - 1914.

"In the very early days, wheat flour was very hard to come by. One day, Elizabeth wanted to mix a batch of bread. She really scraped the bottom of the barrel so to speak, and barely had enough flour to mix. Just as she was finished kneading the dough, three big [Native American] braves walked into her kitchen. They could talk and motion enough to let her know they wanted some flour, and she tried to make them understand that she didn’t have anymore, that she had used it all in the dough she was mixing. Well, one of those [Natives] leaned over and spit in that precious dough! Tiny Elizabeth was so angry that she picked up the broom and started to hit this one “brave coward” in the face, or any place she could reach. He was so surprised he rushed through the door with Elizabeth still hitting him with her broom. He couldn’t see where he was going, so he fell into the middle of a very thorny gooseberry patch with her still beating him. The other two [Natives] backed away. They laughed and clapped their hands and kept yelling, 'heap brave squaw.' Those gooseberry thorns had done a good job of punishing that [Native] brave."

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