Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1891-03-05
A LITTLE PIG.

1t IS not the little pig who only went
to market, and let another little PIC
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
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
pen could be, the little pig did not
like it at all. Where were her mother and
her brothers and sisters? Il will go and
see" said Piggy. She made very
small hole little larger, and crept
Through. Away over the hill behind
the hays ack she trotted, with her little
white tail in the air. She was soon out
of sight in the tall prairie grass, but 1
heard her say quite plainly:
'kwee, kwee, kwee, kweel | think |
can find my way home"
But she could not. could have told
her SO myself. if she would have stopped
20 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 haystaclIs | heard tired little
voice say, sadly:
"Kwee, kwee, kwee! l 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
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
aflittle colt. At night she soon found
opt better plan than cuddling alone in
the straw. The way | came to know
where she slept was this:
A pale little boy. out of breath with
running, burst into the dining-room
just after had lighted the lamp.
There was little tremble in his voice
when he said:
"Oh! there is something alive in Fan
ny's manager | was putting in more
hay for her to eat tonight, and felt
it..
He was sure it could not be the pig.
But when ! asked him if he really
thought it was bear or a wolf or a fox,
he grew Drawer with eacn laughing
shake of the head. and concluded to look
again. When he found that it was the
pig, after all, she was given another hay
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 that
they had gone out of it. She certainly
could not find them, so this little pig
stayed at home
! This was before she took her second
journey. One day buggy drawn by
black horse passed within Pggy's sight.
Never stopping to notice that this horse
did not have Fanny's brown nose, Pig
gy thought There goes Fanny. l shall
go, too" No dog in the land ever trot-
ted behind team more faithfully than
this funny pig. Two, four six, eight,
ten miles she had followed at the heels
of the horse she had mistaken for her
friend.
A week later we received a postal card
from another town. 1t said:
/ DEAR SIR am told that it is your pig
! which followed my buggy from F. last Tues.
\ dav. She is safe at my farm, where you can
call for her when it is convenient.
There was nothing for it but to make
the best of Piggy's blunder, and bring
her home again. But, as strange horses
looking somewhat like Fanny might
pass along at any time, we were obliged
TO make poor Piggy prisoner. She
minded the loss of her freedom less be-
cause of Thanksgiving and Christmas
times, when this little pig had roast
beef" or other dainties quite as good,
every day. But tho time came when
she had none. She was even obliged to
!, submit to having her ears of corn count
Aed out for her, because the pile was
growing very small.
The little boy who used to care for
her had another home now, where there
were little twin calves for him to feed.
He used to say that little boys were
good to keep milk from souring, but
Piggy could not see any more of it come
INTO her trough now he was gone. She
+, was once more at liberty, Fanny's
Z strong hoof having helped her out; but
! Fauny's next neighbor in the barn was
Jersey, the COW. If Piggy ever got into
y : - =. 1.