My great-grandmother knew a woman who had a terrifying experience when she was walking through the snow to nurse a sick neighbor. It was very cold, and the woman had dressed warm and was hurrying to try to make the neighbor's house before dark. Long before she got there, she heard a scream behind her. Looking back, she saw a big panther quite a ways back. She started running, but knew she would give out before she reached her destination.
Then she remembered that she had heard that if a panther found an article of clothing that had been worn by a human being it would stop and tear it to shreds before going on. Anything to slow him down, she thought. She threw down her scarf. Sure enough, when she looked back he was tearing it up. Every time he would start off again, she would throw down another garment. She reached safety wearing only her undergarments. The neighbor got a gun and put an end to the panther.
Mrs. R.D. Berry
Back in 1955 a call went out from the editors of the then CAPPER’s Weekly asking for readers to send in articles on true pioneers. Hundreds of letters came pouring in from early settlers and their children, many now in their 80s and 90s, and from grandchildren of settlers, all with tales to tell. So many articles were received that a decision was made to create a book, and in 1956, the first My Folks title – My Folks Came in a Covered Wagon – hit the shelves. Nine other books have since been published in the My Folks series, all filled to the brim with true tales from CAPPER’s readers, and we are proud to make those stories available to our growing online community.