A John Deere elevator powered by a 3 hp John Deere Model E gas engine dumped ear corn into a metal corncrib. From the other end of the crib, a Minneapolis-Moline elevator fed ears into a MM sheller (powered by a John Deere 730 Diesel tractor) stationed nearby.
He made Uncle Billy take Dutch's knife away from him; poor Uncle Billy had to whip Dutch, out behind the corncrib, and then take him into the house for Aunt Jennie to read the Bible to him.
In the fall we gather the nuts, spread them out on the floor of an empty portion of the corncrib which was squirrel-proof, and after the outside shell had turned black and dry, we ran the nuts through our hand-cranked corn sheller.
One of my favorite farm "buildings" has always been the round wire corncrib. These simple structures always seemed so elegant in their design and purpose.
For those two hogs we saved for breeding, however, we relied on the remnants of grain left in the corncrib. Those two went on short rations--very short--which we tried to supplement with acorns gathered in the woods and scraps from our table.