Part 2
One day as Grandma was home alone (because Grandpa was working somewhere in his fields), she heard a noise outside the house, and before she could get to the door to open it, two burly, half naked Indians burst open the door and stood glaring at her. Grandma had just baked a batch of bread and had barely taken it out of the oven and placed it on the kitchen table. She was frightened but she grabbed two loaves of the hot bread and handed each Indian a loaf. They looked at her in astonishment for a few minutes and then left. Later she told Grandpa that it was better to feed them than try to outwit them.
Times were not easy for these early pioneers, and they were a united and brave bunch of settlers.
(She is in the picture that I posted last week. She and the her husband are the old people in the front of the picture. I'm most anxious that you see who the stories are about).
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