Father was gone for the day when
Mother saw a cattle stampede bearing down on their frail little shack and the
precious garden she had tended so lovingly. She snatched a red-checkered
tablecloth and ran toward the garden waving the cloth. The herd separated and
went on either side of the house, missing the garden. Mother was deeply grateful
for deliverance, not only for herself and the garden, but for the tiny twins in
their double cradle and the 2-year-old daughter watching out the window.
Ella Bedsaul
La Mesa,
California
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.