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Show MARY GR&HAM BONNER. IN THE BARNYARD. "Quack, qtinck," said Mrs- Duck, "lliesc warm days do muUe me feel like swimming." . -yes," wild Miss Duck, "they make me foci the same way." "They don't make me feel like swimming, swim-ming, grunt, grunt," said Ornndfntl.er Porky Pig. "They make me feel like lying down In the mud and resting ami dreaming sweet pig dreams." "What In the world nro sweet pig dreams?" asked Miss Duck. "Vcs. quark, quack, wliot in the world are they? I've never heard of sweet pig dreams though I hove heard of sweet dreams." "Sweet pig dreams nnd sweet dreams nro tho same," snld Grandfather Grand-father Porky Pig; "except that sweet pig dreams are the sweet dreams which a pig has. Do you see?" "Rut how si range It Is, Porky, to think that you don't care to go In swimming. It cools ono oft so beautifully, beauti-fully, It makes one feel so cool and fre.h and clean nnd pleasont." "I'm smarter than you arc then, grunt, grunt," said Grandfather Porky. "What makes you ny that?" asked Mrs. Duck. "Yes, qunck, qunck, whnt makes you say that?" asked Miss Duck. "Because," said Grandfather Porky, "I can be pleasant nnd 1 can be cool without having to be clenn. Oh yes, I can feel most extremely pleasant nnd cool nfter having had a nlco rest on some cool mud. "And sometimes too, when It Is very warm, It Is all right to lie under a tree or two or threo and havo the leaves of tin tree shndo one from the sun, or shade the sun from one. "I don't need to bother to go swimming. swim-ming. - Resides It would bo such an effort. "I don't llho to make such nn effort. It Is qulto too much. I don't like to do that nt all. I'd rather stay quiet. That will make me cooler than rushing rush-ing about. Yes, keeping quiet Is a great help towards keeping cool." "Perhaps you'ro right," snld Mrs, Duck, "hut I don't ngrco with you. Even though swimming may be exercise. exer-cise. And besides ono can rest in tho wntcr. "Oh, I ennnot ngrco with you. Water on n hot day Is what I want nnd what "Do You See?" I should think nil sensible creatures would wnnt. "Swimming Is the Joy of my duck life, qunck, qun;k." "It Is tho Joy of my duck life too, qunck,- quack," snld Miss Duck. "And of mine," sold nil the llttlo ducks. "Qunck quack, we all love to swim."' "Grunt, grunt," raid nil the pigs, "wo like the mud better nnd wo lltco the old ig pen better tl.an nny pond. "Grunt, grunt, squeal, jrqueal, that Is tho truth Indeed." "Of course," snld Mrs. Duck, "every creaturo to hlo or her own taste." "Yes. and my tasto Is excellent," said Grandfather Porky Pig. "I mvo never spoilt my taste by anting too much or too little. I have never done that "I havo never eaten too much bemuse be-muse I hove never hnd too much to at. "And t have never eaten too little lecnuse I am always given good meals by tho farmer. "Hut I Hnd It Is always good for -no to cot more If I can, for though I am not given so little ns to muko me tarvo I'm never given enough to satisfy my pig heart, and so I always nick up some moro myself.'1 "I wouldn't spenk of my ;lg heart f I were you, qunck, qunck," said Mrs, Duck. "I'd speak of my pig tummy" "Oh, very well." snld GmndrnUier "orky, "I do not object lint I must i0 off fcr my rest ns I want to feei It for my next meal. "Don't you always feel fit for yout ncals?" nBkcd Mrs. Duck. "Alwayo," said Grandfather Porky 'but I Ilko to talk that way. li itnuses me," he ended with a luughluj queal nnd a twist to his tall. i nniMiMi- imrnasjM ifmi r |