The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1873-05-29
Who Owns that Pig!

l do not like pork as an article of diet,
but as means of promoting an appetite l
feel no hesitancy in recommending it.
Who owned the particular pig which
promoted my appetite most could never be
found out. Every few days an insane
man would be raving around with
Ratchet, and gun, and dog, inquiring
who owned that pig, and nothing was
ever found out about it, except that the
pig belonged to one of the ncighbors One
of the neighbors ought to be ashamed of
himself, whoever he is I never knew
what that pig wanted around our house.
He seemed to he looking for something;
in the flower beds, among the potatoes, in
the poultry yards, and once or twice he
walked in at the front door, He was look
ing for something, and he found every
thing, should think, except the cellar
drain; but he still wore sadly dissatis-
fed air. 1t finally occurred to me that
the pig thought the fence ought to he fixed,
and as wanted to do something to satisfy
him, went out the next morning and col
lected all the broken boards and things I
could find and fixed the fence, and after it
was all done the pig was following me to-
ward the house for breakfast. I did not
know where lie got in, and he did not
know, but made up my mind he must
find the place. He was willing enough to
| look for it, and | chased him through the
currant bushes and over table.cloth
spread out to bleach, and in among the
| dahlias and over the onions, and every
| where else, but he didn't find the hole he
came in at, nor did l. However, had an
| appetite for breakfast
Then Maria came out and stood on the
back steps, like female Napoleon, and
issued orders and proclamations and gen.
eral directions with the rapidity of chain
lightning, and, with a beautiful and i'm
plicit trust in Providence, threw fire.
bricks and coal-shOvels and sad-irons and
stove wrenchcs and broken crockery with
her LETT hand in every possible direction,
except where the pig was, and if her right
hand knew what the left was doing it
knew pile more than could keep track
Of The pig upset hen coop and stepped
on three chickens, and made maniac of
the old hen, who blamed me for the whole
affair, and acted accordingly, and then
the pig got into the corn and refused to
come out under any circumstances, al
though had given up the idea of finding
where he came in, and had opened the
gate and let down the bars. Maria went
into the house for some furniture
to throw, and I tried to set the
dog on the pig. The dog had
learned to regard the pig as
one of the family, and could not under.
stand my illusions, and finally got out of
patience and inserted fine set Of natural
teeth in my left leg. He did not get the
wrong pig by the ear, but it amounted to
the same thing so far rs was concerned.
Maria came out with a broom, and ex-
planned the situation to the dog, and the
dog went into the corn after the pig, and
came back in thirty seconds bankrupt
community. had appetite enough for a
week. Finally borrowed two boys from
a neighbor, and the grocer's man, and we
drove the pig out, after he had tramped
down all the corn, and he made for place
in the picket fence where there had never
been hole, and just made one and got
out. My appetite would have justified me
in eating that pig, but circumstances
would not allow. There used to be some
poetry about "Who is my neighbour" and
that's what want to know-the neighbor
who owns that pig.-Utica IN. ~ Her.
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