One late fall a family from New York state arrived in Kansas and joined a settlement. The only place they could find to live was an abandoned dugout. Here they spent the winter in comfort.
Toward spring the housewife decided the family should clean house – at least remove the top layer of dirt from the floor. To her surprise she discovered a reason for the warmth afforded by the dugout. Buffalo hides, she found, had been pegged hair-side-up to the dirt floor.
Mrs. Edgar L. Williams
Norton, Kansas
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.
