An elderly lady in the community was violently pro-Southern in sympathies. But when Yankee soldiers showed up at her house and demanded breakfast, she had to agree. She proceeded to cook scrambled eggs (taken from under the hens and containing half-hatched chicks). After calling the men, she went and locked herself in the cellar. Years later, one of the diners attended her church regularly. It is said that he was never able to look her in the eye without turning a pale green and covering his lips with a hanky.
New Franklin, Missouri
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.