Memories of the Outhouse

Here is a gift most practical, it's true;

The pages are soft, we sometimes use two. We know you'll find it most useful indeed, Not only for softness, but interesting to read.

As the pages are torn in the backward direction,

You'll find by fall, it is the harness section. That little house, you've often heard us say, Is very cozy, and far out of the way.

As you sit there alone, Quietly bowing your head The book will please you As the pages are read.

Now sitting on the seat so comfy, though cold; would be very well, if you'd not be too bold.

For sometimes you'll find the seat will pinch,

And your pleasure will end - that is a cinch!

Alice S. Caviness
Canon City, Colorado

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.