Lawrence democrat. (Lawrenceburg, Tenn.) 1884-1925, 1891-03-20
A LITTLE PIG.
Not the One That Went to Market, But
One Quite as Interesting.

A LITTLE PIG.
Not the One That Went to Market, But
One Quite as Interesting.
1t is not the little pig who only went
to market, and let another little pig
stay at home, and still another eat all
the roast beef. You have heard all
about those five pigs ever since your
pink toes were first counted, 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 lit
tie 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 squeal 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. Dressed 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 brothers and sisters? 81 will go and
see," said Piggy. She made very
small hole little larger, and crept
through. Away over the hill behind
the haystack 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, kwee! think /
can find my way home"
But she could not l 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 teacher, even
for little pigs.
When it had grown quite dark be-
tween haystacks heard tired little
voice say, sadly:
"Kwee, kwee, kwee! never can find
my way home"
For long time after this Piggy
seemed willing to make the best of it.
She was firmly set in her own mind
that well-behaved pig, who never did
any harm, should be allowed the free
dom of the barn-yard. At last she
brought us around to her way Of think.
ing, which saved her the trouble plan
ming out new way of escape, as she
had done every time she was fastened
In.
So, when Fanny went to the lake fol
water, Piggy always trotted behind like
a little colt. At night she soon fount
out a better plan than cuddling alone il
the straw. The way I came to know
where she slept was this:
A pale little boy, out of breath will
running, burst into the dining-roon
just after l had lighted the lamp
There was little tremble In his voic,
when he said:
"Oh! there is something alive in Fan
ny's manger. l was putting in NOR
hay for her to eat tonight, and l fel
it,"
He was sure it could not be the pig
But when l asked him if he reall,
thought it was bear or wolf or fox
he grew braver with each laughin;
shake of the head, and concluded to lool
again. When he found that it was tn
pig, after all, she was given another ha,
blanket for her funny bed under Fan
ny's nose.
| AS for all the other pigs in the world
our one all alone seemed to think tha
they had gone out of it. She certainl
could not find them, so 'this little pi
stayed at home"
This was before she took her secon
journey. One day buggy drawn by
black horse passed within Piggy's sight
Never stopping to notice that this hors
did not have Fanny's brown nose, Pig
gy thought: "There goes Fanny. shal
go, too" No dog in the land ever trot
ted behind team more faithfully tha
this funny pig. Two, four, six, eight
ten miles she had followed at the heel
of the horse she had mistaken for he
friend.
A week later we received postal car
, from another town. 1t said:
: DEAR SIR-I am told that it is your pi
which followed my buggy from F-last Tue:
, day. She is safe at my farm, where you ca
. Co. 10 he. IL .tn,,N
There was nothing for it but to max
the best of Piggy's blunder, and brin
, her home again. But as strange horse
looking somewhat like Fanny migf
pass along at any time, we were oblige
10 make poor Piggy a prisoner. Sh
|, minded the loss of her freedom less b,
cause Of Thanksgiving and Christina
! times, when this little pig had roa'
beef" or other dainties quite as goo,
every day. But the time came whe
4 she had none. She was even obliged
submit to having her ears of corn coun
: ed out for her, because the pile W;
! growing very small.
The little boy who used to care fc
!. her had another home now, where thel
= were little twin calves for him to fee
He used to say that little boys we
good to keep milk from souring, b
. Piggy could not see any more of it con
;. into her trough now he was gone. 81
= WAS once more at liberty, Fanny
4 strong hoof having helped her out; b
= Fanny's next neighbor in the barn W
. Jersey, the COW. If Piggy ever got in
y her manger by mistake, she was treat
y quite rudeiy
So, with one trouble and another, '