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Show id.mn as nif 1'lfC mince. i: is the same as r pen only It is cleaner than most pens are apt to bp. "But do your suppose I prplpnrl Hint I never saw a pen? Not a bit of it. I'm glad to have been born in a pen. It shows that I'm a regular pip." "You're a regular pig, all right." said Sir Benjamin Bacon. "Yes, you're a regular pig, squeal, squeal." "And you are too," said Sir rerclvnl Tork. "Grunt, grunt, you are most certainly, a rpgular pig." "And I'm proud of It," said Sir Benjamin Bacon. "I, too, would never put on airs. "Though I should become a King Pig I would never give up being a regular pig. "People and creatures who try to pretend they're so fine and who like to forget their old homes don't have any fun. They're always being so "A Pig I'll Always Be." afraid that some, one wiJl say, 'Ha, ha, you came from the pen five miles down the road,' or, 'Ha, ha, you used to live in a little hut.' "If they were still proud of their old pen home or their old hut home they wouldn't be afraid all the time that some one was going to make them feel ashamed. "I think a creature should be ashamed of such shame !" "Do you imagine you will ever be a King Pig?" asked Sir Fercival. "No, I don't imagine I ever will be,'' said Sir Benjamin. "But even if I were I wouldn't forget that I was a pig. I would he the same good, natural, na-tural, old pig I had always been. "I would have Court Scratching Parties." "Grunt, grunt, squeal, squeal, what would you have?" askad Sir PercivaJ. "I would have Court Scratching Parties.", said Sir Benjamin "and we'd all have n beautiful time having our backs scratched and rubbed. "We love to have our backs scratched-or rubbed and I wouldn't put on airs and pretend to be above such things even if I became a King." "Good for you, Sir Benjamin," said Sir Percival. "You're a pig after my own heart. "Just because you might have a higher position would be no reason why you should put on airs. "Now I don't believe Sir David Duck's cousins who live in a marshy swamp in a beautiful and famous river, put on any more airs than Sir David and his family who live near here. "Sir David has told me that his cousins are good,1 sensible, quacking ducks. That's the right idea, I think. "What a time the wind clouds are having today by the way ! They look like a windy day, all right, and that is what they mean by looking as they do. "But oh, I shall not think about clouds, for I am on the ground and It is foolish, they say, to dream one is living in the clouds when one is on the earth. People they say such a thing of are people who aren't paying pay-ing attention to what is going on about them. That is what I believe ii means at any rate. "Oh well, I will talk no more. For I am a regular pig and X must eat. Yes, Sir Percival Pork must eat. He Is famous for eating I" .j . 1 wi 1 'i.'i .v.... GRAHAM. BONNER. CQ'niOHT t vu jlx N!TVIH UM'ON SIR PERCIVAL PORK. "Grunt, grunt," said Sir Percival Pork, "I'm a fine pig. But Just because be-cause my name Is Sir Percival Tork I do not put on airs. "I've no use for creatures who get ' up In the world and who put on airs. They like to pretend that they've always been up in the world and they look down on their friends they've always bad. "They aren't really up In the world, for people who'rf really and truly up in the world, or who really and truly amount to something, don't need to put on airs. "Xow I've never done that. I've always been a pig and a pig I'll always be. "I'm not ashamed tn say that I came j frm f t2 tho"?h Ejr home herej |