Capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1919-1980, 1920-04-05

brought to my attention whiA deter
mined me to find out at first hand lust
how much the boys and girls did really
known about pig raising.
Here is the story which was told me:
One Of u old fogy farmers had
a SOW which presented with six little
~squealers. Also he had a son; a young.
ster of perhaps Il years.
Dad" said the boy, "can I have two
of those pigs when they are weaned?p
You have EN-? What for? Do YOU
known bacon is worth hard cash this
year?"
You bet I do. That's why I want
them. Call them my birthday gift.
please dad"
"oh, well; 1 suppose it'll mean two
dead pigs. but You can have EN- since
you put it that way"
When weaving time came Mr.. Old
Fogy found Sonny building a pen with
boards from a torn down shed. He was
busy mailing down a floor and fire.
quently consulted a pamphlet, and
didn't hear his father come up.
What. you maxim? A new tangled
playhouse %
The boy jumped. He was SO lost in
his interest in his work that for the
time he forgot there was anyone else
in the universe.
why. I'm making my pig PEN" he
replied.
Your what?" exclaimed Old Fogy
incredulously.
Yes sure; my pig PEN repeated
the boy.
What's the bright idea of the
floor?"
"well, the government bulletin says
to make it this way, and I've Joined a
pig club and l am going to do the way
they say"
do you mea to tell me the gov
eminent says to put a floor in a pig
penn
Sure. They say a pig don't have 10
be dirty and gets along better if he
amt"
where's Your wallow goin' to be %
continued the skeptic, with a thinly
disguised sneer in his voice.
Amt going to have any"
"Aint a goin' TO have none, Ell
Whatn your pigs do on a hot day?"
The boy was growing pretty nervous
but was determined to defend his new.
ly eSpoused doctrine.
Gee whiz, dad" he cried, you ant
don't have to yvallow in the mud tc
keep cool. We get in the shade. In
going to rig a shade when the weather
gets hot!'
"a. sunshade fer pigsl Haw-haw,
What kind, a pink one with greer
fringe? Haw-haw! Glory! A sunshadt
fer pigs. Say, kid, what dye reckon
them fellers a-settin' in their whirligig
chairs at Washington knows about pig
anyhow"
That was too much. The boys face
famed. you gave the pigs to me
didn't your"
"Oh, yes, sure. l give 'em to ye.'
Well" and the ring in the lad
voice sobered the old fogy.
We'll, I'm going to raise my pig
the, way the club says. What Uncl,
Sam says is good enough for me-"
He returned to hammering down tn
floor with increased vigor and present
ly his skeptical side slid off the fenc,
and went back to the barn, -mutterinl
to himself about fool new-fangled no
tons. But when the selling time came
the man received the equivalent of
good electric shock, for the two birth
day pigs, raised by the boy, brough
more in the market than the othe
four of the same hitler which he ha,
brought up in the old fashioned way.
So the pluck of the boy was reward
ed; one more old fogy educated, an,
the methods of the pig club fully Wind
Gated. Also, my curiosity was aroused
and armed with my camera, l went t
the state fair to see for myself thes
renowned porkers and to discover
the children really raised them unaid
ed, or if their elders did it for them.
l was speedily satisfied as to VIII
raised the pigs, for those youngster
could talk pig by the yard, or pound
or hoof, or any old way. They kne,
almost to a cent how much their pi
had cost them, how much they ha
cleared on prize money, what to fee
and when to feed to obtain the bes
results; how to bring back the frisk
kink to piggy's tail if he had a fey
days in indisposition; the best hair O.
to keep him shiny and free from lice
and took pride in every part Of tn
work, whether it was grooming tn
animal or being able to say their re