



I have posted about these very cool WHITE parts to my grandmothers house that was built back in the late 1800's BUT I want to do it again. I want you to understand how important they are to her home and to me and to my posterity.
A cornice is a hand made or machine made structure that is placed around the parameter under the roof of a house, church, or building of any kind. In this case it was placed under the roof of the front porch and back porch. It use to be considered only for the wealthy and it definitely is an extra expense. However, the architectural cornice is not just an aesthetic enhancement, it's also a wise investment. You can lower energy bills, divert rainwater, prevent streaking and staining and help stop potentially damaging water infiltration. You can make it as simple or ornate as you want, thus, controlling the cost. Very interesting to me that simple folk in Ephraim Utah in the late 1800's were using it.
My grandmother Allred (my mothers mother) was 12 years old when her family met the LDS missionary's while living in Denmark. One of the missionary's was from a place called, Manti Utah. I haven't been able to dig for the conversion story, but I will.
Grandma's family decided to move from Denmark to Utah. The missionary's helped them raise the money to travel and in 1907 they set sail for America. Grandma's youngest brother (Oggy) turned 5 while sailing on the ship. The ship landed in Boston and no one was allowed to disembark because of the Black's disease that had spread, (the skin turns black and it falls off). It was a few days before they decided that those that didn't have the disease could leave and Grandma's group was some of them.
From Boston they took a train to Manti where they were met by my great great grandmother. She had moved by herself from Denmark and had set up housekeeping in Manti. She was never married to my great great grandfather, I guess he didn't want to join the church - so - she left him and came to America.
She later married a JC Nielsen and had her children sealed to them.
A shop was build in front of my great great grandmas house for my great grandfather to work from. He was a Tailor. Shortly after their arrival to Manti, they all came down with the blacks disease, they all survived!
Grandma's house was torn down in the 1980's. I didn't know about it, but my beautiful cousin, who is living in Ephraim, saved these cornice's for me. I was off living in Georgia so it was several years before I got them. There are three reasons that I love them so: First, because my cousin Debbie thought of me and saved them and Second, because they belonged to my beautiful grandmother. AND Third, because they are a part of an architectural history that I love.
I look forward to all the times I will have to share what I know about these two cornice's off my grandmothers house.









































