Connecticut western news., 1873-11-07
Among the Pigs.

Among the Pigs.
 Two families in Slawson, says the
 Danbury Ne,Os, have had an experience
 somewhat similar to that suffered by
 MT. Cobleigh several weeks ago. These
 families live in double house, and
 each had 8 pen with two pigs. Last
 Friday the woman in one part discov-
 cred that her two pigs were free from
 their pen, and looking after geological specimens at the foot of the yard. She
 also discovered at the same time that
 the gate to cabbage yard adjoining was open, and that the pigs might at any moment become ravished by a view of the glories within. Her husband
 being away, she hurriedly secured the gate, and then set about to return the truants by the following ingenious plan. Taking a shovelful of corn, she ap- preached as close to the animals as pos sible, and, holding the tempting morsel near enough for them to learn its invi- ting character, she screwed her face into an expression of winning sweet ness, and backed slowly toward the pen. It was a beautiful illustration of wo- mans faith, and we regret to write that 1t did not work. The pigs took one snuff at the contents of the shovel, just to show that tRey took some interest in the matter, and, being convinced thereby that there was nothing injurious in the experiment, fell to roofing about again with renewed fervor. The nearer the woman came to the pen the straighter her face grew, and presently lost every vestige of solicitude, and assumed in- stead an expression of medium ferocity.
 What she may have done will never be known, as at this juncture her hus- band made his appearance on the back stoop, and, her eye resting upon him, she commenced to apostrophise him in the language married people alone are adopts at. After requesting some body to show him the idiot who had let those hogs out, that he might punch his head, he drove straight at the tru- ants, and missed them, of course. Then he drove at them again with a clothes pole, and missed them again, although he made another pole by hitting that on stone. Any one who has helped to drive one or two pigs will readily un- derstand the number of articles that passed through the air, and the style of conversation the man kept up during the chase. Finally, he got one of the animals in corner, and, being by this time utterly regardless of personal ap- pearances or consequences, threw him. self upon the brute, neatly seraping the fence with the top of his head, and fall ing upon the pig in such way as to hold in abeyance every one of his mus cles except those in the throat. These were at once put in active operation, and the man for moment thought he had captured planeing mill. Then he raised slowly, keeping a tight hold of the animal, and getting on his feet, and the pig in his arms, struck out for the pen, preceded by his wife and the other woman, and closely and anxionsly ob- served by all the neighbors for a half mile around.
 In this way the procession laboriously moved, the pig, having worked it's head to within two inches of the mans ear, was pouring therein tale of unparal- leled distress, which, if not calculated to melt the stoutest heart, actually threatened to split open the stoutest head. The man was utterly powerless to remedy the horror, having both hands engaged, and could only twist his ear little out of range, and scream at the top of his voice his plans for the future of 'them hogs." On reaching the pen, and while in the act of dump. ing the bowling viper ove1 the side, the woman next door made an unfortunate discovery. Their hogs were in the pen the, truants were hers. The man, who was still holding the pig, and might have, with reason, taken prominent part in the debate, contented himself by merely expressing a hope that he might be damned, and then trudged around to the other pen, where he ar- rived after much unlocked for tribula- tion, and again hoisted the bowling monster up to the top, when the woman next door made another and still more remarkable discovery. Her pigs were in their pens. "What's that ?" scream ed the man, who was so fixed he could not very well see into the pen, and was obliged to lift his voice to make him. self heard above the din. "Them ain't my pigs" screamed the woman. "Why ain't they ?" he yelled. "Cause my pigs are here," she shrieked back. It is needless to add that the strange ami mals were urged out of that garden without the use of subterfuge.