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Show il Everi!r3 Fairy Tale ?yARY GRAHAM BONNER, - --' rr vtuitN N'wt uwion - " FAINT FOR FOOD Pinky Pig's mother was quite frightened. fright-ened. She was always frightened .. vy.yV-if f when Pinky was kqjrjjy Each tima she y3l?E fyj made a &reat fuss fSf j-- . -j and if anyone told JenM ner W3S because ttjjJSj3 her child had eat- SSr " iig. v en too much, she jaVs$f A would be very an- ' cKXij aPProve ofhi3 akv?arS?H eating too much." Vi ?! hls mother would 'JrLwt,: say' "Hes a pig and should act like jjYQfift ' -A ne- 1 nate tnese ya j creatures who put WSW-r1:; on airs." "' a So no one could give Mrs. Pig ad-She ad-She Would Be flg tQ h(fw M Very Angry. This time he was 111 she was quite upset Of course, that was the way she always got, but each time he was sick she was certain he had never felt so -upset before. "Oh dear, oh dear," she squealed, whatever will I do?" "Just let him stay quiet and not eat for a day or two. Ue'U be all right," said Mr. Rooster, as he strutted about the barnyard. "You nre so heartless, Mr. Rooster," said Pinky's mother. "You don't understand un-derstand that my precious pig child is very ill. very ill, Indeed." "No more so than usual," said Mr. Rooster. "He Is usually very well, and I don't understand what you mean by such a remark." "Yes. It ls true," said Mr. Rooster, "that Pinky can stand a great deal. Much, much more than most animals even most pigs for that matter I" "Ah, the dear pig love," grunted his mother, "such a healthy pig. But now, oh dear," and she wailed and squealed some more. "But," said Mr. Rooster, "what I meant was that he was not any worse than he usually is when he is ill. Now do you understand?" "No," grunted Mrs. Tig crossly. "You're stupid," said Mr. Rooster. "How can you say such a thing, Mr. Rooster, when my darling Tinky is ill. "I can't think of anything else. You may call me stupid If you like. "But I'm only a true mother. When my child Is 111 I can think of nothing else In the whole wide world." "Oh," said Mr. Rooster, "I suppose you couldn't think of a little food, could you? "I see the farmer with your breakfast." break-fast." "Well," grunted Mrs. Pig, with a hungry look at the food, "it's not the food I want. "But I do feel the need of a little nourishment. I've been so fearfully worried. "And what bothers me so Is that Doctor Frog Is asleep and won't see any of his patients i -pr. 1 today. He Is such , . ifvl n good doctor, Vv' Cx4 t0-" V;'r "Oh, mother." '--. pfrp squealed Pinky, "1 .f-., & h feel very faint for rifv-! ."-H fooii." ra it "You poor dear," '-j1 gVJH said Mother Pinky Je Pig, "here are fS 0 ey--J some delicious Ci-1sf things for vou- busks of corn, and eAJiil nil sorts of dcltca- tV""1' A "I dont want del- ) 1 trades." said Pin- ?f.jrj ky. "I want a good H'-A lot of food. ' " " "Fin .lust faint Cocka-Doodlo. for food.". , Do'" "Well. cock-a-dooille-do," crowed Mr. Rooster. "I don't believe that pig Is III. "lie Just wanted a little sympathy so that bis mother would give him a bettor breakfast than ever. "Faint for food! Hid anyone over bear anything to equal that. Cock-a-doodle-do 1" But the pigs were paying no attention. atten-tion. They wore oaling right heart llyl |
