Grandfather’s cousin and her husband lived in southern Indiana and operated a tavern during the Civil War. General Morgan’s guerrillas were coming, so her husband took their very fine mare way back in the woods, tied her in the brush and came home, where he hid under the bed. Cousin Mirandy took their money, of which they had considerable, and hid it in her voluminous clothes. General Morgan and his officers came stomping in and ordered her to get dinner. She told them if they wanted dinner to get it themselves. I don’t know how good a cook she was, but at least she had plenty of crust.
Glen Smith
Gridley, 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.
