Mary Ware Gates
BIRTHDATE: l9Feb 1844
Culmstock, Devon, England
DEATH: 7 Jan 1909
Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah
PARENTS: Samuel Ware
PIONEER: Homer Duncan
SPOUSE: Jacob Gates
MARRIED: 25 Oct 1862
Provo, Utah Co., Utah
DEATH SP. 14 Apr 1892
Mary Ware, 9 Oct 1863
Jacob, 28 Oct 1866
Heber Ware, 15 Feb 1869
Charles Henry, 16 Jan 1872
Claudius Ware, 19 Dec 1875
Mary Elizabeth, 2 Jul 1878
Lillian Josephine, 8 Sep 1882
Mary Ware was born in England in 1844, the fourth of five children born to Samuel and Elizabeth that survived infancy.
Samuel, Elizabeth and their young family became converts to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, Samuel was baptized, May 12, and his wife, June 25, of 1848.
Elizabeth became ill in December of the next year and with in ten short days, at thirty-eight years, she died, leaving five children from ages three to thirteen in their fathers care. Samuel, thirty-nine, married again.
In 1861, on the ship "Underwriter," Mary nineteen years old, and her sister, Harriet, left Liverpool, England, with the destination being Utah.
Mary met Jacob Gates as he proselytized in England between 1859 and 1861. Their marriage was October 25, 1862, in the Endowment House in Salt Lake.
The Jacob Gates family was called to the Dixie Mission and they spent the next twenty years in the St. George area. The 1870 census records list Jacob Gates (age sixty-nine), his first and second wife, and Mary Ware (age twenty-six), with their respective children.
Mary was called to use her ability to nurse the injured and sick and was known as a veritable sister of mercy.
Jacob and Mary returned to Provo to live and that is where Jacob died, 1892, and Mary lived the last stages of her life in Sugarhouse in Salt Lake City, with four of her children.
A letter to her sister Harriet reveals the love she feels for her family and the exasperation with the unfaithful members of the Church.
"My dear sister Harriet, You just saved yourself from a good scolding. I have been thinking for a week what I could say to make you write me, I hope and pray that while we live nothing on this earth will ever mar the peace and good feelings that as always existed between us. I always thought it was cruel that we lived so far apart. (about Jacob's wife Emma) "eight weeks ago she was taken sick and they telegraphed Brother Gates to go home immediately, they did not think she would live. . . I am glad she is getting better, she is one of the best little women that ever lived, she would do anything for me and my children, . . Brigham thinks I am hard core because I dare speak what I think, If I could see you I could tell you lots of things but cheer up, never mind there is a God and he will do what is right.