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With that he made a grab for both the piggie brothers, but they managed to jump away. Off ran Flop with his middle-sized apple and the cornmeal, and after him came Curly, only he could not go so fast because his apple was so big. "Wait! Wait!" begged Curly of his brother. "I can't!" was the answer. "I'll send a policeman back to help you.

Pretty soon, in about as long as it takes to eat a lollypop if you don't hurry to get down to the stick part of it pretty soon the two piggie boys met Grandfather Squealer, who was the grandpapa of all the pigs in that part of the country. "Oh, ho!" exclaimed the old gentleman pig, "Oh, ho! How are you today, Curly?"

If you won't come back I'll chase after you!" barked the bad egg dog, and with that he began chasing after Curly. Faster and faster ran Curly, and faster and faster came the dog after him, until he had nearly caught the little piggie boy. Then Curly thought to himself: "Well, maybe if I roll one more egg to him he'll stop to eat that and let me alone.

"Perhaps I can pull it out," said Flop, and when the elephant held up his foot, which was nearly as large as a washtub, the little piggie boy could see the splinter as plainly as anything. "I'll get it out," he exclaimed and then he wound his kinky, curly tail around the splinter and pulled it right out of the elephant's foot as quick as a wink. "Oh, how kind of you!" cried the big creature.

I do wish she would, for I am hungry," and he looked at the bushes, and, all of a sudden, they began to rustle, and the piggie boys didn't know whether to run away or stay there. "Maybe it's the pie lady," said Curly. "Yes, and maybe it's the bad black bear," suggested Flop. "I'm going to run into the bungalow!"

His real name was Floppy, or Flop Ear, but I call him Flop for short you see. "Oh, you can bring me in the sticks to make the fire," said his mamma, and soon the three piggie children were working away as fast as they could, helping their mamma, who was busy sorting out the clothes.

"An apple pie," said the other little piggie boy, "I'll stick apples all over myself, and some bits of pie crust, and when we get through playing Hallowe'en we can eat them." "Fine!" cried Curly Tail. "I wish I was going dressed up like an ice cream cone, but then I'd melt so fast I wouldn't have any fun. So I guess I'll be a loaf of bread."

"And here is something for yourself," said the store man to the piggie boy, and he gave him a cookie, with caraway seeds and little candies on the top. Then Flop Ear was glad he had gone to the store, and he was walking along, nibbling on the cookie, and saving a bit for his brother and Baby Pinky, his sister, when, all at once he heard a voice say: "Here, little piggie boy, I want you!"

"What shall we get?" asked Flop. "Well, see if you can get a cabbage or a turnip for me," spoke the old gentleman rabbit, "and for yourselves whatever you like. Here is the money." "I want some sour milk," spoke Curly, for you know piggie boys like sour milk as well as you do sweet. "And I want a corncob cake," went on Flop.

But just as he said that and looked from the window, the little piggie boy gave a cry, and said: "Oh, here comes the bad animal now! But he can't get in my house, or blow it over, 'cause the book says he didn't." The wolf came up through the freezing rain and knocking on the third piggie boy's brick house, said: "Little pig! Little pig! Let me come in!" "No! No!