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Show STORIES OF LITTLE FOLKS. Ncalic when a little tot was visiting visit-ing a farmyard. His mother helped him up to look at a pen of small pigs. As he looked in, a little pig near him jumped up, putting his fore feet against the side of the pen, and gave a quick grunt. Ncalic turned quickly and said: "Oh, mama, tell him to say that again!" lie was five years old. On this particular day mother had dressed him with unusual care and was vciy much displeased to have him corns in with clothing dirty and torn. She had so often told him he must take his own part in the boys' scraps fight, should the occasion demand it. This he would not do. And now she intended to punish him. Bob became very indignant and said: "Well, mamn, I just told the boy I wasn't ready to fight, and when I got ready he was scttin' on me " Howard, four years1 of age, bit his lip for the first time and ran to his mother, crying, ".Oh, mother, my top teeth stcpp'cd on my face!" Swiped. Tn correspondence and dealings, kindly mention the "Deseret Farmer to our advertisers. |