Squinty the Comical Pig - His Many Adventures by Richard Barnum
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"Well, I hope they will soon bring Squinty back," Wuff-Wuff said. "It is
lonesome without him." But, after a while, the other pigs found so many things to do, and they were kept so busy, eating sour milk, and getting fat, that they nearly forgot about Squinty. But, all this time, something was happening to the comical little pig. Toward evening of the first day that Squinty had been put in the new little cage, the boy, who had not been near him in some time, came back to look at his pet. "Now I have a larger place for you," the boy said, speaking just as though Squinty could understand him. And, in fact, Squinty did know much of what was said to him, though he could not talk back in boy language, being able to speak only his own pig talk. "And I guess you are hungry, too, and want something to eat," the boy went on. "I will feed you!" "Squee! Squee! Squee!" squealed Squinty. If there was one word in man-talk that he understood very well, it was "feed." He had often heard the farmer say: "Well, now I must feed the pigs." And right after that, some nice sour milk would come splashing down into the trough of the pen. So when Squinty heard the word "feed" again, he guessed what was going to happen. |
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