The daily banner. (Cambridge, Md.) 1897-2008, 1919-01-24
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TALK IN THE PIG PEN.
81 MARY GRAHAMBQNNEK

The pigs were granting and squeal-
ing as hard as they could for they
were very much excited.
Gan it be true?" sQuealed Grand
father POrky Pig, wiggling his little
crooked tail, which he finally left in q
most peculiar knot.
Its true if say it is" said Brother
Bacon, one of the Pig grandchildren.
Now there, there, don't be rude to
grandpa" said Mrs. Pinky Pig, the
mother of Pinky Pig and Master Pink
Pig.
asked Sammy Sausage. You admire
him when he gets anything away from
Grandfather Porky-that is anything
that is good to eat
"Ah," squealed Mrs. Pinky, raising
her eyes in Il happy expression as she
thought of things to eat, "ah." she re-
peated, that is very different. | adj
mire any pig who can get anything to
eat away from another pig. But most
of all admire myself when l get any
thing away from some of you young
upstairs"
Il admire other pigs as you do"
said her cousin, Miss Ham, "and, too,
like you, I admire myself most of all
when I can grab some delicious bit
from another grasping pig
II am glad to hear you say another
grasping pig" said Pinky Pig. "That
shows you are we'll aware of the fact
that you are grasping pig yourself,
Miss Ham,"
ITO be sure, to be sure" said Miss
Ham. Il wouldn't be a real pig if l
didn't try to get everything to eat for
myself, and l am real pig. My name
is good pig name, too; it's an aris-
tocratic name. There is nothing or
binary about me. No, indeed! I am
Miss Ham of the famous Pig family,
famous for centuries and centuries for
their. greediness-the clever dears."
"Greediness isn't supposed to be
clever" said Brother Bacon, 'but at
the same time I am in favor of il"
"What do you mean by centuries
and centuries?" asked Master Pink Pig.
HAS it anything to do with food? Is
it something to eat by any chance"
Now Master Pink Pig was very young
and he didn't know the meaning of
anything but hunger. He always was
hungry. No matter how much he ate
he always wanted to eat more.
mo, Master Pink Pig" said Miss
Ham, Centuries mean hundreds of
years, and years mean a great, long
time. What I meant to say was that
there had been pigs in the world for so
long a time / can hardly tell myself
how long! In fact, 1 couldn't think
back that long, for I'm not good at
arithmetic. Pigs aren't especially
good at lessons. We're too lazy. And
why should we study? For no special
reason, say"
There are pigs who are beins
taught to keep clean," said Brother Ba-
con.
"Xes," agreed Sammy Sausage, I've
heard about that, too. They say there
is no reason why pigs shouldn't be
clean, and so they're trying to bring
thena up like little boys and girls, max
1n8 them have clean faces extremely
foolish things. and nice. neat feet
utterly absurd. They say that pigs
simply need to be taught, and SO 1
suppose they are having sort OF
school for them. Pm glad don't have
to go to it."
$50 are all of us" squealed all the
pigs in the pig pen, and those who
were wandering around great muddy
patch.
"Ah," said Grandfather Porky Pig,
ut was never like that in my day.
They never talked of schools for pigs
or Of keeping clean. All, me ali, my;
oh, mercy, gracious sakes! The pigs
of this day aren't like the pigs Of my
day."
"a regular grandfatherly speech"
said Sammy Sausage.
"But we are like you. grandfather"
squealed Brother Bacon.
'sDon't you want to go to schoolf'
asked Grandfather Porky.
mo, indeed" said the pigs in the pig
pen.-
'Then you all do take after your
old Grandfather POrky and are pigs
after his old pig heart. That's fine,
simply fine. Let's give party to cele-
brate it and every pig in the pig pen
will try to make as much of pig OF
himself as possible. The one who
does the best in this way will receive
q prize"
"A splendid idea" squealed all the
pigs.
We'll have it soon, never fear"
said Grandfather POrky. "And I'll
give the prize-unless I decide to eat
Il myself"
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