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MY FRIEND THE PIG 



Is there a man among us who on running through 

 a list of his friends is unable to say that there is 

 one among them who is a perfect pig ? 1 think 

 not ; and if any reader says that he has no such 

 an one for the simple reason that he would not and 

 could not make a friend of a perfect pig, I shall 

 maintain that he is mistaken, that if he goes over 

 the list a second time and a little more carefully, 

 he will find in it not only a pig, but a sheep, a cow, 

 a fox, a cat, a stoat, and even a perfect toad. 



But all this is a question I am not concerned 

 with, seeing that the pig I wish to write about is 

 a real one a four-footed beast with parted hoofs. 

 I have a friendly feeling towards pigs generally, 

 and consider them the most intelligent of beasts, not 

 excepting the elephant and the anthropoid ape 

 the dog is not to be mentioned in this connection. 

 I also like his disposition and attitude towards 

 all other creatures, especially man. He is not 

 suspicious, or shrinkingly submissive, like horses, 

 cattle, and sheep ; nor an impudent devil-may-care 

 like the goat ; nor hostile like the goose ; nor 



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