Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1888-04-30
allomth' Column.
"This Little Pig


heard all sbout those five pigs ever
since your pink toes were first count
ed, as you count baby's now. The
one real little pig this true story is
about was smart enough to do all five
things herself And this is how it
happened.
We four, and no more, went to ride
one day. On the way home, who do
you think had come into the buggy,
to make five for Fanny to draw? 1t
was this little pig, then hardly larger
than your pussy. She had two black
spots on her round white body, but
YOU would not have seen them if you
had been riding with her. How she
did suueal when the man tried to tie
her kicking little legs So she was
first wrapped in an old shawl, that
the cords might not hurt her. Dress
ed in this way, and riding in a buggy
she looked so much like the picture
in your book that we all said, ''This
little pig went to market"
Though her new home was as nice
as a pen could be, the little pig did
not like it at all. Where were her
mother and her brother and sisters
q will go and see" said Piggy. She
made very small hole little larger,
and crept through. Away over the
hill behind the haystacks she trotted,
with her little white tail in the air.
She was soon out of sight in the tall
prairie grass, but l heard her say
quite plainly
"Kwee, kwee, kwee! I think |
can find my way home"
But she could not. could have
told her so myself, if she would have
stopped to listen. For Piggy's first
buggy ride had been three miles long.
However, experience is the surest
U6acueE, even lOI 1IUOlC
When it had grown quite dark be-
tween the haystacks, I heard a tired
little voice say sadly =
"Kwee, kwee, kwee ! | never can
find my way home
For a long time after this, Piggy
seemed willing to make the best of it.
She was firmly set in her own mind
that a well-behaved pig, who never
did any harm, should be allowed the
freedom of the barn-yard. At last,
she brought us around to her way Of
thinking, which saved her the trouble
of planning out new way Of escape,
as she had done every time she was
fastened in.
So, when Fanny went to the lake
for water, Piggy always trotted be-
hind like little colt. At night, she
soon found out better plan than
cuddling alone in the straw. The
wav 1 came to know where she slept
was this -
A pale little boy, out of breath with
running, burst into the dining-room
Just after l had lighted the lamp.
There was a little tremble in his voice
when he said -
"Ohl there is something alice in
Fanny's Manager. l was putting in
more hay for her to eat tonight, and
L felt it,
He was sure it could not be the
PIC. But, when asked him if he
really thought it was bear or wolf
or a fox, he grew Drawer with each
laughing shake. of the head, and con-
cluded to look again. When he found
that it was the pig, after all, she was
given another hay blanket for hel
funny bed under Fanny's nose.
AS for all the other pigs in the
| world. our one all-alone seemed tC
think that they had gone out of it.
She certainly could not find them, sc
"this little pig stayed at home"
This was before she took her sec.
ond journey. One day, a buggy
drawn by black horse passed within
Piggy's sight. Never stopping tc
notice that this horse did not have
Fanny's brown nose, Piggy thought
''There goes Fanny. | shall go, too. ;
No dog in the land ever trotted be-
hind team more faithfully than this
funny pig. Two, four, six, eight
ten miles she followed at the heels Of
the horse she. had mistaken for hel
friend.
A week later, we received a posta
card from another town. 1t said =
Dear Sir,-I am told that it il
your pig which followed my buggy
from r last Tuesday. She il
safe at my farm, where you can cal
for her when it is convenient.
There was nothing for it but t.
make the best of Piggy's blunder
and bring her home again. But, a.
strange horses looking somewhat like
Fanny might pass along any time, W.
were obliged to make poor Piggy ;
prisoner. She minded the loss of he
freedom less because of Thanksgiving
and Christmas times, when ''this lit
tie pig had roast beef" or othe
dainties quite as good, every day
But the time came when she had none
She was even obliged to have he
ears of corn counted out for her, be
cause the pile was growing yer,
small.
The little boy who used to care 70
her had another home now, witt
little twin calves for him to feed. III
used to say that little boys were goo'
e