Photograph by G. Heurli 



"SPEAK FOR IT 



Many of the pig-club boys and girls manifest the keenest affection for their pork-pro- 

 ducing pets, and occasionally there is a most pathetic note in some of the letters received by 

 the pig-club agents when lightning, a train, or hog cholera kills the animal upon which time 

 and labor have been lavished. "You can mark my name out," wrote one boy. "My pig is 

 dead ; I ain't got no money to start with again and no feed. I am in a bad fix for starting 

 and I will have to give it up." 



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