Robert J Samples wrote:
This is a family story, often repeated and handed down to my wife, Jean by her grandmother who related it to her. It seems that Jean’s great grandmother and her family were early settlers in Texas and were living somewhere around the present location of Austin, Texas. They were farmers and had planted a corn crop which was absolutely an essential crop both for feeding their livestock and for their own survival.
The great grand mother was constantly after her husband and boys to get out in the crop and thin it. Without the necessary thinning of the corn plants, there would be no suitable harvest of the corn they desperately needed. The husband kept saying he would get to it, but always had other more pressing chores.
One early morning, he and the older sons saddled up and rode off to round up some of their stray cattle. Probably the last thing the great grand mother said to them, “don’t forget you have got to thin the corn” as they rode off. Sometime later, either that, or in the following days, one of the younger boys, while outdoors tending to his chores, came running back into their cabin and yelled, “there is a band of Indians coming!”
The great grandmother had not choice for her and her small children but to run out the back of their cabin and go out and hide in the corn field. They stayed hidden there until the Indians left their property. The great grandmother was quoted as saying “the corn field never seemed so thin as when they were hiding from the Indians.” One never knows when a change in circumstances can radically change one’s point of view. Just Sayin…RJS
This is a family story, often repeated and handed ... (
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Do you have carp in Texas? If so they could have been thinning the corn Two kernels at a time, yuk yuk