Reporter and farmer. [volume] (Webster, Day County, Dakota [S.D.]) 188?-1946, 1912-08-01
BriSt0l'S
Dyspeptic Pig
Story Of. an Up to Date
Farmer
By CLARISSA c

did there appear to be gladness in the
soul OF the owners pig. That stout,
black bristled beast lay inertly on a
bed Of clean straw against the clean
wall Of its scientifically built cement
pen.
Tka model farmer sat on the top Of
the cement wall watching his black
pig with anxious eyes. The pig had
been lying there since morning. scarce
ly noticing the trough full Of sweet
milk and potato parings that Bristol's
housekeeper had reluctantly placed
there.
Sweet milk's too good for pigs, Mr..
Bristol" Ann Dangler had said as
sharply as she dared.
Sweet food makes sweet pork" re-
piled the model farmer coolly, and Ann
had tossed her head and returned to
her kitchen to bang the pots and ket-
ties about.
1T looks rs If 1t was going to make
dead pork this time," she grumbled-
Quite regardless of Ann DANGERS
opinions, Frank Bristol continued to
sit on the wall Of his pigpen and con-
template the PROSTATE form of its soli-
tary occupant. He was a handsome
pig, sleek and clean, as befitted a pig
living In a scientifically built and clean
ly pen. But he was ailing. For two
days he had moped around the pen
and refused to eat Of the delicious
food set forth by the highly scandal
ICED housekeeper.
Its Indigestion" concluded the
model farmer, again consulting the
farm manual issued by his alma mater
the agricultural college he attended.
This book say to compel the ami
NAL to take exercise-prod 1t with a
stick until 1t runs violently around
its Enclosure. This mode Of treat
ment, combined with a feeding Of thin
Cruel, formed Of two parts Of white
cornmeal to n part of skimmilk. will
o o restore the pig to normal health
Hum! l guess I'll go and tell Ann to
make the Cruel"
Make cruel for a sick pig-never"
cried Ann Dangler when Mr.. Bristol
mildly made this suggestion, waving
the farm manual as authority.
why not. Amir"
Because it's all nonsense. Leave
him alone. Mr.. Bristol, and he'll be
all right. He's too clean to be real
healthy. Why. pigs has been raised
for years and years in all kinds of
pens, and I never heard Of one being
sick before. This ones took cold from
your turning the hose on him the other
day"
IF you'll have the Cruel ready at
A O'Clock I'll come In for it." was Mr..
Brtstors reply to this pointed ha-
rangue.
When she was alone Ann DANGER
meekly stirred the fire and set IN a
kettle Of skinned milk. That was al
ways the way these arguments with
Frank Bristol ended. It was apparent
that there was room for only n
BOSS on the model farm
Meanwhile Bristol had provided him
self with the necessary prod in the
shape Of a boathook and had made
his way to the pigpen-
The animal was breathing heavily.
now and then g~runting a bass note.
Frank Bristol opened the patent
gate and stepped inside. closing the
gate behind him. BE went up be-
hind the unsuspecting porker and prod
ded him gently with the sharp end
of the boathook-
With an astonished sQueal the pig
bounded from his bed and ran to the
farther corner Of the pen
What are you doing In thereY' de-
manded q nasal voice. =
Bristol turned around. "Ah. MI.
Daley. bow are you todayY
Pretty fair. Don't seem to be moth
ing the matter with your pig.
"Tm forcing him to take a little ex-
e~rcise." said Bristol, once more jab-
bing the pig with the boat hook and
s~idestepping as the animal raced
around the pen Hes got q bad case
Of indigestion. and I'm trying to cure
it
Ben Daley opened a capacious mouth
and roared WHO ever heard Of a pig
having Indigestion be questioned be-
tween roars III he's RELY sick, Mr..
Bristol you better make him up a mess
Of hog fennel and make him drink II.
ThatI do him more good than running
around hike that Hawgs waren't Gre
ated to take vilent exercise. rTain't
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