The Calumet news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 1907-1938, 1912-04-29


"Shoo"' at the pig. just as a woman
would have done. but tue pig only
dropped his snout TO the ground ana
charged at him.
Observation-Disclosures made-thls--wa
-quite-s-o-highr' painted Frank Brls-
toll as he lodged sudden feint of the
pig and was finally compelled to jump
clear over the animal.
'T-wlsh = A-Ann DANGER would
bring-out that gru-u-e"' he said later,
as he stumbled over the trough ana
arose with one hand dripping with
milk. This time the pig nearly reached
him. He managed to jab again at the
pig. and the pig stopped ia front Of the
patent gate 10 take stock of his wounds
and grunt defiance at his owner. 1t
was at that moment Frank heard
voices outside the high stone wall of
the plgpen.
One voice was the shrill utterance OF
Ann Dangler; the other voice belonged
TO the girl but for whom he would
never have become a farmer. He had
once been engaged TO Violet Sloan. but
Vfolet's lovely auburn head had been
turned by the worship of dozen other
admirers. and they had quarreled, and
Frank had closed up his real estate OF.
flee and taken to scientific farming.
Getting next TO nature" was one way
OF describing the case.
Hes In the pigpen most likely
Ann Dangler was saying in hostile
voice.
"Pigpen! shrieked Violet Sloan's ac-
cents. What on earth is he doing ia
such filthy placer"
"Filthyv' returned Ann Dangler al
guess you never see pigpen that
wasn't filthy except this one 'Tain't
natural for pig to live so clean, 1
say. Why Mr.. Bristol even turns the
hose on him once week. and that's
what's the matter now. The pig has
caught cold from being too clean"
Nonsense" returned Violet. "Who
ever heard OF any one thriving In dirt?
II Frank must raise pigs I'm glad they
are nice clean pigs in a cement pig
pen"
"Humph!" was AIMS reply as she
followed the daintily dressed girl to
the cement wall. fB
"Ah, here is gatel Shall we go and
look inside?" asked Violet, and with
out waiting for AIMS reply she moved
toward the patent gate. Ann trotting
close behind. The sight that met their
eyes glued them to the patent gate.
Around and around the circular pen
raced the weary form Of the model
flrmer. Behind him trotted with dog
red persistency the dyspeptic pig.
Whenever Bristol showed tendency
10 slacken his gait the pig, grunted and
cantered faster.
Once the pig darted into the covered
sleeping pen, and Bristol shot TO the
Coor and endeavored to roll the sliding
I crtal to its place. but in vain. 1t
s .uek, and ere Bristol could move 1t
tie pig dashed out again. shooting the
Lodel farmer to an ignominious posi-
ton on the straw OF the pen.
Thoroughly angry, Bristol swung the
boat hook at the beast only to have the
slippery handle slide through his hands
TO the far side of the pen.
Now he was without weapon. Then
the pig charged him again. grunting
angrily.
He did not dare look at the gate.
though he was conscious of feminine
forms standing there. He was too ex-
cited to wonder what Violet Sloan was
doing there. He was mentally COM
posing a letter TO be written to the au-
thor OF the article in the farm manual
ON Dyspepsia In Pigs" In this i'm
lginary letter there were many under
scored words and countless exclama-
ton points and innumerable interroga-
ton points.
He was still doing this humiiating
around the scientifically
built pigpen when he heard an in
iignant cry from Ann DANGER. From
The corner OF his eye, as he ran ahead
of the pig. he saw Violet Sloan snatch
Ann DANGERS pink sunbonnet from
her tow colored head, saw violet's
1.-THE form slip inside the patent gate.
saw her intercept the pig with one
lash of the pink bonnet and witness
I'd an instant later that animal rush
ng TO the far side Of the Enclosure
With frightened squeals, while the
link sunbonnet was tied over his snout
md eyes. .t;G
Hurry thropgh-dearr cried Violet
Sloan, holding the gate open for her
me time lover to escape.
AS the gate slammed behind them
Ann Dangler fiounced toward the
louse, her sunbonnetless head held
Ugh In the ARA very model OF scan
lalized virtue. et
Dear" she shifted contemptuously
IS she rocked to and fro in the calico
overed kitchen rocker. "Call him
iear-a man wouldn't look at twice,
wonder who she is?"
At that instant Mr. Bristol appeared
{ the door, leading Violent Sloan by
he hand. They both looked very
Apply. II suppose You wonder who
his lady is, Ann Danger." remarked
Bristol pleasantly. This is now Miss
loan. Later on she will be Mrs. Bris-
81 and the boss OF the model farm
But no more dyspeptic pigs" said
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