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his four feet all scratching along the ground like the 

 teetli of a harrow, he followed the boy evidently 

 altogether against his will; and the sight was so 

 strange, that I instantly galloped after the pig, to 

 watch his countenance. He was as obstinate as 

 ever until the lasso choked him, and he then 

 fainted, and fell on his side. The boy dragged 

 him in this state, at a gallop, more than three- 

 quarters of a mile over hard rough ground, and at 

 last suddenly stopped, and jumping off his horse, 

 began to unloose the lasso: — " Sta muerto !" (he is 

 dead,) said I to the boy^ really sorry for the pig's 

 fate. "Sta vivo!" exclaimed the child, as he 

 vaulted on his horse, and galloped away. I watched 

 the pig for some time, and was observing the blood 

 on his nose, when, to my great surprise, he began 

 to kick his hind leg : he then opened his mouth, 

 and at last his eyes ; and after he had looked about 

 him, a little like Clarence after his dream, he got 

 up, and very leisurely walked to a herd of ten or 

 twelve pigs of about the same size as himself, who 

 were about twenty yards off. I slowly followed 

 him, and when I came to the herd, I saw they had 

 every one of them bloody noses. 



