I had an experience in the outhouse
I’ll never forget.
A few years back when we still
lived on the farm I was working in my garden one evening. I needed to go to the
bathroom, and to save time rather than walk to the house I went to the old
outhouse, which was closer.
I didn’t know that one of our many
farm cats had made a maternity ward under the floor boards of the outhouse.
When she heard me unroll the toilet paper it scared her and she came clawing up
out of the hole I was sitting on. I got up real fast, but not before I had
several good scratch marks. From then on I never used the outhouse again.
Mrs. O. Willour
Ransom, 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.
