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her five-year-old child ; it was near this spot that the ma- 

 rauders usually found entrance, and the child acted as a 

 detective. Often and often we would hear it cry out excit- 

 edly, "Mom, mom, pigs, pigs! " and then, as a hubbub of 

 squeals, barks, and shouts shortly followed, we would think 

 of David Copperfield's famous Aunt Betsey, and would 

 softly murmur, "Janet, donkeys!" 



Morning after morning we were roused from sleep by 

 the grunts and squeals of the invading razor-backs and the 

 barks and growls of a dog beneath our feet, the former 

 taking refuge beneath the house (like all Florida houses, 

 it was built upon blocks), and there holding their pursuers 

 at bay. 



Finally, in desperation, and with reluctance because of 

 the increased expense, a close board fence, fondly deemed 

 hog-proof, was erected in place of the rails ; but still, alas ! 

 the razor-backs put in an appearance. 



" The how and the where" of their entrance was a mys- 

 tery. That it was on the line of the new fence was certain ; 

 for, when pursued, they invariably, after tacking back and 

 forth over the fifteen-acre inclosure without either rhyme 

 or reason for such maneuver, ended by finding exit in that 

 direction. 



Well, we watched, sorely perplexed. What, think you, 

 did we finally discover ? 



Those wonderful razor-backs, not being permitted to 

 "grub" under the new fence, had actually climbed over 

 it ! Standing on their hind legs, they hooked their fore 

 legs over the second board from the base, raised their hind 

 legs to the top of the base-board, and then the smaller ones 

 pushed themselves through between the second and third 

 boards, while the larger ones climbed all the way to the 

 top of the fourth and last board, and came flying down on 

 the inside! 



