Los Angeles herald., 1909-03-14
cLARASTELLE TRIES
LIVING WITH THE PIGS

whose mother had washed and
dressed her up clean, went OUT
doors and got so dirty in less than
half hour that she was afraid to so
back into the house.
"oh, dearl'' thought the little girl to
herself. elf I could only go and live
with somebody who wouldn't be ever
lastingly trying to scrub and wash
me;y and then she Travelled around
trying to find such a one. The first
one she met was an old COW, and she
said: please, Mrs. Cow. won't you
let me live with you, so that I may
never have to be washed and scrubbed
AGAIN."
Moo! Moo!" said the COW, "if You
lived with me I'd wash you every day
as do my own little one" and she
thrust out a red napkin from her
mouth and carefully rubbed 1t over
her calf.
The little girl fed in disgust. The
next. one she met was the old house cat.
please, Mrs. Cat" said she, "if
come and live with you, will 1 ever
have to be washed?"
New! mew," exclaimed Pussy
Whitefoot, In surprise. II wash before
and after each meal and as many 9TH
er times as feel that need it."
The little girl did not wait TO hear
any more.
.'pIl try the BIRDS" said she. She
found them In great abundance down
in the woods.
please, dear BIRDS" she said, i've
come to live with you where / will
never have to be washed or cleaned"
''You can't live with me-" said the
meadow lark. as she flew away and hid
In the grass.
"Haw! haw! haw!" laughed the crow.
from his high perch in the top of a
tree. Whoever heard of bird not
washing? Haw! haw! haw!"
"Kill deer! kill deer! you can't live
with me-" said the little kill-deer, as
he rose toward the clouds.
.'Nor with me! Nor with mel cheei
chez! cheei" said sparrow, flirting his
tail in disdain. my birds all wash and
like to splash around in the water. No
such an example for our brides as
that"
Then the little girl turned around and
on her way passed pig sty. On a
litter of stray lay an old mother pig
with six pinky-white little pigs.
please, Mrs. Pig. do you ever wash
your little pigs?"
NuRnt nuBHI odia na4S. = 49,
my little ones can lie down in all the
dirt they please and I don't care.
Nugh! nugh! nugh!"
..Then I'm coming to live with you,"
and the little girl went into the sty
and lay down with the pigs to take a
nap After she walked up they all went
out to take a walk and when they
came to a mud puddle Mrs. Pig and all
her little pigs lay down in 1t and so did
the little girl. She did not see much
fun in 1t, but then the fun was In not
having to be washed after 1t.
But when they got up and went on
little Clarastelle felt very uncomfort-
able indeed. Her clothing was an
stuck fast to her skin and there was
mud in her hair and ears. How she
longed to go to her mother and ask
for a bath. 49,.
There was no fun in being a little
pig IL you had to wear such dirty
clothes, and then the food made little
Clarastelle shudder. for there were no
plates to eat off of, but just slops were
thrown into a trough and the pigs all
stuck their noses in 1t, some of them
even their forefeet.
"Oh. deari II could only have some
thing to eat, for am as hungry as
can be-" and then the little girl began
to sob, and the next moment she felt
herself taken up In her mothers arms
and heard a gentle voice saying:
"what is the matter with mothers
little darling?"
II don't want to be piggie. want
to be a little girl" walled the child.
Then the mother laughed and said
she had been dreaming. "and don't
wonder" she added. you thought you
were q little pig. as dirty as you are.
IL you don't want such disagreeabio
dreams you must try to keep cleaner.