Harry said that if he had been a girl, he would have laughed
and cried at the same time when he discovered that pig. He must have
been asleep or exhausted when we arrived, for there was not a sound out
of him, but shortly afterward he had set up a yelling that attracted Mr.
Harry's attention, and made him run down to him. Mr. Harry said he was
raging around his pen, digging the ground with his snout, falling down
and getting up again, and by a miracle, escaping death by choking from
the rope that was tied around his neck.
Now that his hunger had been satisfied, he was gazing contentedly at his
little trough that was half full of good, sweet milk. Mr. Harry said
that a starving animal, like a starving person, should only be fed a
little at a time; but the Englishman's animals had always been fed
poorly, and their stomachs had contracted so that they could not eat
much at one time.
Miss Laura got a stick and scratched poor piggy's back a little, and
then she went back to the house. In a short time we went home with Mr.
Wood. Mr. Harry was going to stay all night with the sick animals, and
his mother would send him things to make him comfortable.
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