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HOW THE PIGS WERE RAISED. 



shoe, — which she forgot to put away, behind the pictures, — on 

 the cord, under the broom, on the floor, around the door-knobs, — 

 cocoons, cocoons, everywhere; countless numbers were also hung, 

 like pretty birds' eggs, in the straws. From these, after a few days, 

 came beautiful white moths, not at all like the ugly worms. 



From the cocoons in which we killed the worms we reeled the 

 delicate threads from which all our silk is made. Is it not indeed 

 a curious story? 



HOW THE PIGS WERE RAISED. 



A FAMILY of ten little pigs was suddenly left motherless. 

 What a misfortune! 



Farmer Clough had raised a great many pigs, but he wondeied 

 what was to become of those wee grunters. Their mother would 

 have known just what to do with them. The man almost wished 

 her babies had died with her. 



He would try to take care of them. Farmer Clough turned down 

 a barrel on its side. Then he filled it half full of clean straw. 

 The ten piggies sank out of sight in their bed. They cuddled all 

 in a heap and went to sleep. A pretty good beginning. 



WTien Farmer Clough went to the barn with some warm milk to 

 feed them, he called "Piggy, piggy, piggy! " 



The straw in the barrel began to move. The ten little fellows 

 came scampering out. 



