Foam—A Razor-Backed Hog 
rowly out of his white-rimmed eyes, with distrust 
and a little jealousy. But they proved pleasant 
persons to sleep with; they kept him so warm. 
And soon he devised means of enjoying them as 
playthings; for the lamb’s tail was long and pull- 
able, and the duck could be tossed over his back 
by a well-timed “root!” 
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The box stall was now too small, but a fenced-in_» 
yard gave ample runway. Here in the tall weeds 
little Foam would root and race, or tease his play- 
mates, or hide from his foster-mother. Yes, many 
a time when she came and called she had no re- 
sponse; then carefully, anxiously searching about 
she would come’on the little rascal hiding behind 
some weeds. Knowing now that he was discov- 
ered, he would dash forth grunting hilariously at 
every bound, circling about like a puppy, dodging 
away when she tried to touch him, but at last when 
tired of the flirtation he would surrender on the 
understanding that his back was to be scratched. 
Many a circus has shown the wondering world a 
learned pig, a creature of super-animal intelligence, 
and yet we say of a dull person, “‘He is as stupid as 
a pig,” which proves merely that pigs vary vastly. 
Many are stupid, but there are great possibilities 
in the race; some may be in the very front rank of 
animal intelligence. The lowest in the scale of 
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