Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1860-06-01

20, yes replied Wilson, conidingIy.
1t was the pigs breakfast-time, and
Wilson scrutinized the little grunters, as
they tugged and rooted at the maternal
udders
That's he, sure as the world !
(which? said the deacon.
THAT one. on the top of the other two
How P The deacon counted. Il
can't make out but seven. just my
number, neighbor Wilson,
She must have laid on one some
where, and killed it in the night suggest
ed Wilson
Possible sighed the deacon.
Il know my pig, by the spot on the
left ear added Wilson.
well, if you are positive that is the
pig you bought of me, you can take it,
said good Deacon Brown.
Wilson was positive, and took it ac-
cordingly He plucked the little grunter
from the mothers udder, as it sucked,
and sprang over the fence with it, while
the sow, jumping to her feet, snorted
furiously at his heels. No wonder Will
son was excited. No wonder bis hand
trembled, as he tied the pig in the bag,
Don't smother it, neigbbor, said the
good deacon, softly,
Ike whittled.t the fence industriously.
with his jack-knife, all this time, and
Charley rolled his quid knowingly in his
cheek, and spit expressive tobacco-juice.
Wilson rode away with the pig.
FBoysp said the deacon, you have
done well to hold in, and now if you want
to laugh, you can. But l can't. 1t is
too serious thing to see a neighbor de-
liberately break the command of God
and debase his manhood by lie.'
The deacon spoke with solemn earn.
estness. The laugh Of the boys dice
, away upon their faces, and they wen
, back quietly to the grindstone, while the
: good deacon walked down the road.
Hes gone to see if the dead pig il
there whispered Charley.
, 1t was even so. The deacon satisfied
) himself by climbing the roadside fence
and looking under the bushes.
The next morning Wilson opened hi
door, and found dead pig lying on th
threshold. He stood aghast at the spec
e tacle. Some person had taken thi
means to let him know that his guilt wa
discovered. 1t certainly was not goo
: Deacon Brown.
5, Thenceforward Wilson was change
1t man. He became a sort of monomania
:, on the subject of pigs, and any allusion t
K the porcupine race, in his presence, h
i considered as personal insult.
is One day a stranger appeared at
% house-raising in the neighborhood, ant
e having spoken to several persons presen
introduced himself to Wilson.
N l am purchasing hogs bristles, for
le brush factory; and l am told you hay
large quantity for sale
Id Its lie lie and you know i
cried Wilson. And finging down h
It pike-pole, he went home, sweating ar
Dr. quivering, as if there had been g
~ attempt to take bristles from his ow
back.
re Not long after, he went to purcha
re some raisins at the village store. We
sn out of raisins,' said the clerk, but we
very nice article Of pigs
us Pigs, pigs, you coundrel! w
asked for pigs?' cried Wilson, in fur
IN, to the amusement of the bystanders.
From that time he could not pass
'n' group of loungers, but some one was su
e. to grunt. If the boys coughed in
IN hearing, it was always with signifca
he ham, Once, on going home from
nd village, be found pigs tail in his pock
'ys More than once he was enraged to {
ed picturesque swine, sketched with cha
lp- on his barn-door or wagon-box.
at one evening attended ventriloquist's
The hibition in the town hall, when the p
tended killing of the pig in tn box p
ut' duced tremendous applause, amid CT
t? of Wilson Wilson,
'nd Such was-or such has been-the n
| was now going to visit. He had L
ing since ceased to have any intercourse "
go' his neighbors recluse and consumpt
living almost alone, his youth, hope, co
ing age, health, all gone; hating the wo
al distrusting every body, brooding bite
'est over the most wretched side of his II
ses' wretched life. His daughter Mary
Ike married and removed to the West.
and other children had died, or deserted /
the His wife still clung to him, mop
disconsolate creature. once the daupl