184 GARDENING WITH BRAINS ^ 



Jumbo and Sambo are less fastidious and less 

 partial to white clover than their predecessor 

 was, but they have their preferences all the 

 same, and when I throw an armful of weeds 

 into their pen I know exactly which ones they 

 will eat first. I am a little worried about their 

 indifference to suckers, for when the corn 

 ripens stalks will be the bulk of their food a 

 most economic fodder. I'll have to starve them 

 a day to make them realize how delectable 

 young corn stalks are for pigs. (In parenthesis, 

 have you ever seen a cow take hold of a six-foot 

 cornstalk and swallow it in about six seconds? 

 Another reel that would earn a fortune. With 

 cattle it is never an acquired taste, and I 

 didn't know till recently that it ever is with 

 Pigs.) 



In their drink Sambo and Jumbo are quite 

 as fastidious as in their fodder. They like to 

 have the children pour bottles of cold water on 

 their backs on hot afternoons, but for water 

 internally though they were born in an old- 

 time prohibition state they have little use 

 unless it is well flavored. If the trough is filled 

 with plain water they poke their snouts in it, 

 make bubbles, and, with a disgusted look, pass 

 on to the corn I have scattered about in the 

 grass for them. If the water is flavored with 

 scalded cereals they drink some of it slowly; 

 if with plenty of milk or boiled meat from the 

 soup kettle, they drink it eagerly. If I gave 



