David Miller, son of Charles Stewart and Mary Miller, born October 20 1827 in
the town of Rutherglen Parish, Scotland. He was baptized September 1846, by Andrew
Ferguson, and was confirmed by September 12, 1846. He died May 8, 1890 in Greenville,
Beaver County, Utah.
He married Margaret Fife, daughter of Adam and Ellen Fife, born July 25, 1829, in
the town of Deavin Clockmanan, Shire, Scotland. She died January 1, 1915, in Greenville.
The Miller family came from Scotland to St. Louis Mossouri
about 1849. During the year of 1849, there was an epidemic of
Cholra in St. Louis, both Great Grandfather and Great
Grandmother Miller died from it, she in June and he in July,
just one week apart. Leaving the family to finish the journey to
Utah alone. David was 23 years old at that time, his sister,
Ellen, was only five years old. It fell to his lot to care for
this tiny sister.
We next find them in Parowan, Iron County, Utah, then Ogden,
Weber County, Utah, then Greenville, Beaver County, Utah. During
this time he met and married Margaret Fife.
Margaret has a story equally as interesting as David's/ Her
parents Helen Sharp and Adam Fife, were married in
Glockmananshire, Scotland in 1825. When she was sixteen years
old, they were converted to the Gospel of the Church of Jesus
Christ of Latter Day Saints while they were in Scotland.
However, they had to wait until they had sufficient means before
they could travel to the promised land. They kept sacred the
teachings of the Lord, and labored hard to enable them to bring
their families to the promised land for the sake of the Gospel.
Margaret was a very affectionate mother and had sixteen
children, three were buried in Scotland and one at sea. They
came to America in 1849 with Captain Wilkies Company. While on
board, Cholera broke out and it took all the weights and pieces
of coal they could spare to weigh down the bodies of the dead
before they were thrown into the sea. When little Helen died,
there were no weights left to put on her body, so far into the
night they could see her body floating on the ocean.
They lived in St. Louis for two years and in 1851, enduring
all the trials and hardshipe of Pioneer life, she walked and
carried her baby all the way across the plains to Salt Lake
City, Utah. Arriving in Salt Lake in September of 1851, they
made their home for two years before moving to Iron County where
they lived for three years. In 1856, they moved to Riverdale
near Ogden Utah and Margaret accompanied her parents on this
During this time David and Margaret met and were married.
They must have spent some time in Ogden, as the records show
some of their children were born in that vicinity. Charles Adam
in 1856 in Ogden and Margaret Agnes on February 4, 1860. In
March of that same year, they moved to Greenville, Utah.
They bought a log house in Beaver and moved it to Greenville
along with three other families and their houses; namely George
Horton, Samuel Edwards, and William Richards. These houses were
located along Dry Creek, close together too, for protection from
David Miller was 34 years old at this time.His little
sister Ellen had grown into a beautiful girl of sixteen, and
after two weeks of courtship, she married William Edwards, the
nineteen year old son of Samuel Edwards.
Soon David built the rock house now owned by the Blaine
Blacketts. Sometime later he built an addition to the house and
established the first store in Greenville. In 1880, he was
appointed Postmaster aned this new room served for both store
and post office. The post office section was shelves on the
south wall with a table nearby that was used as a desk and
counter. On the west side was the store part, shelves were
nailed on the wall to hold the bolts of bright colored calicos,
denimins, bed ticking, as well as groceries. Butter, eggs, and
grain were exchanged for merchandise which he would freight out
to the mines at Frisco along with fresh garden produce from his
own gardens in the summer. The piece of land across the street
from my Mother, now owned by Lorette Thompson was Grandfathers
garden spot. His skill as a gardner was outstanding, the huge
heads of red lettuce and big white onions, with all other
vegetables were freely given to his neighbors as well as trucked
He also farmed, he owned ten acres near Kent Morgan's farm,
fractions of acres known as the "Garden Lots", which were later
owned by the Thompson Brothers. Two acres joining the fFrank
Morris property, two acres where my mother now lives, except
where the house stands.
Twice each year, in the spring and in the fall, David would
go to Salt Lake City by team and wagon for merchandise for the
store. The trip would take two weeks. Members of the family
would accompany him on these trips and would visit Margaret's
family. On one of these trips one of the children fell over the
front of the wagon and was kicked to death by a horse.
Fletcher Barton, a grandson of David Miller, told me his
mother had related many interesting stories about her trips to
Salt Lake City in the covered wagon with David.
He was Postmaster from 1880 to 1886, the second Postmaster in
Greenville. He was superintendent of the Sunday School for many
years. Being very religious, he took an active part in all
church and community activities. He was honest to a fault, his
son Charles related many instances when his father would walk
two miles to return a stamp he owed.
The children of the neighborhood would take an egg to the
store and exchange it for candy. Uncle Will Miller has told
about when he was a boy they would play ball in the next room,
and when their father refused to give them more candy, they
would make it a point to knock the ball into the store behind
the counter and snitch a few pieces of candy on the way.
I am very happy to have a herritage such as this, and I am
very happy of the opportunity to compile this history. Some of
these incidents were told to me by my mother, Julia King
Griffiths, who at this time is 85 years old. She is the wife of
David Miller and Margaret Fife's son, David James Miller.
I am happy to deposit this history in the treasure chest for
the future generations, that they might know of the goodness and
greatness of these courageous Pioneers.
Mary Priscilla Miller McQueen
July 24, 1960