Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1906-12-08

yard. he stood there and looked about
him and squealed.
What does he mean by that?
Qucricd Mrs. Bowser.
Its just his playful way, ma'anl.
That pig IS Ike 4 kitten. He'll be a |
Joy 70 the house You'll hear him the
first thing il tie morning and the last
thing al night. and there won't be
any need 10 keep parrots or canaries
around"
rs it q little German band that I'm
TO listen to all day long," asked the
cook Of Mrs. BowSer, hut the latter
made no reply. Sic couldn't think of
anything to say.
SqueaIs Attract Attention.
Two hours~1ateg Nj. Bowser dropped
off the car half a Lock from home. |
Pedestrians We're l1oA.lg and listen
ing There was sound in the air like
a bad boy drawing the teeth Of saw
across iron. The nearer he got 10
home the louder and more chilling the
sounds As he went up the front steps
his teeth were fairly on edge, and he
said TO Mrs. Bowser at the door:
For heavens sake. why haven't you
telephoned for policeman TO stop that
neise?''
She beckoned him to follow her down
the hall and TO back window in the
sitting room She threw il UP and
pointed TO the pigpen and said:
Your pig is there. and be has kept
this noise up for three long hours with
out a break"
"Oh. its the pig. Ell? Well, why
didn't you feed him?'
I'VE have carried out everything we
could think of, bat he won't even look
at food. Why on earth did you go and
buy pig?"
Come. now. my dear woman. don't
get excited. l was offered Wiltshire
pig at bargain. You know we have
quit buying bacon at the butcher shops.
If we have any for the winter we must
raise it for ourselves
She beckoned him TO come out and
look at the pig. Their presence was
greeted with a shriller edge to the
squeals, and the animal began leaping
up and gnashing its teeth.
Animal Was Lean.
How many years do you think il
will take you to get bacon out of that!'
asked Mrs. Bowser. He's like plank.
with four wooden legs under him.
But that's the way with all Wilt
shires, my dear. -Four weeks of food
and contentment will make a rolly poly
pig out of him. | want TO kill him
along about Thanksgiving time. Ill
make the sweetest. incest bacon out of
him you ever tasted. Think of sitting
at our own table and eating bacon Of
our own raising!'
and think of those squeals lasting
night and day for two mOnths!' she
replied as she put her fingers in her
ears
Yes. He wants sour milk
Mr.. BOwser went TO the dairy and got
sour milk He went to the feed store
and got corn. He went to the grocery
and got meal The pig would notice
none of them. He simply stood and
sQuealed and sQuealed, interrupting
himself now and then in an effort to
spring high enough TO bite Mr.. Bow
ser. Seven or eight boys gathered on
the alley fence. Four tramps entered
by an alley gate and prOffered advice.
A policeman came along and observed |
that what the pig was signing for was
about IL 900 whacks with a club.
The Bowsers went in TO dinner. |
They didn't have music by the band |
as they ate. but music from the pig. !
An African savage would have found |
sweet melody in those squeals. They |
were as mOnotOnOus as a deaf and |
dumb boy pounding on the bottom of
a dishpan.
"Well. what are You going to dO%
asked Mrs BOwser after half an hour !
of it.
Needed PettfnE.
when we have finished dinner l |
shall go ont and scratch his back with |
a chip. 1t has just occurred to me
that he has been raised a pet and is |
sQuealng because he misses the little |
attentions he is used to- The minute |
he feels a chip raking along his spine !
he will he as quiet as a lamb. You
know ! must have bacon for break |
fast, Mrs. Bowser. and you know that |
IL must be crisp and
The sQueals from the back yard had |
become heartrending. and the dinner
was left untouched. No sooner had |
Mr. Bowser made his appearance at
the back door than something ran
against him and sent him sprawling. |
1t was that pig. He had Jumped the !
pen at last and was taking a canter |
around the yard. His squeals had be-
come shriekS, and there were more |
than fifty spectators to applaud. Mr.. |
BOwser scrambled up and armed him |
self with a clothes prop and headed |
the procession. The pig circled the
yard three times and then went out of |
the alley gate with farewell squeal |
TO be seen never no, never. again. /
The crowd gave three cheers. the boys |
rushed in and tore the pen down and |