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Updated: May 6, 2025
The pertness, the liveliness, the humor, the love of mischief, the fiendish ingenuity and perversity of which pigs are capable, can be fully known to the careworn pig-minder alone. When they are running away, and when are they not running away? they have an action with the hind legs very like a donkey in a state of revolt. But they have none of the donkey's too numerous grievances.
"Oh, no, sir," said Jan, civilly; and he added, "I liked that you were saying." "Are ye a bit of a poet as well as a pig-minder, then?" and waving his hand with a theatrical gesture up the wood, the old man began to spout afresh:
When Jan returned to the windmill, and gravely announced that he had hired himself out as pig-minder to Master Salter, Mrs. Lake was, as she said, "put about." She considered pig-minding quite beneath the dignity of her darling, and brought forward every objection she could think of except the real one.
Strange gleams under a stormy sky, sunshine on some kingfisher's plumage rising from the river, and all the ever-changing beauties about him, stirred his heart with emotions that he could not have defined. There was much to see even from Dame Datchett's open door, but there was more to be imagined. Jan's envy of the pig-minder had reached a great height when the last school-day came.
Much he envied the freedom of the happy pig-minder, whilst the vagaries of the pigs were an unfailing source of amusement. The degree and variety of expression in a pig's eye can only be appreciated by those who have studied pigs as Morland must have studied them.
"'Twas the only blue I could find," he said, looking ruefully at the fading flowers. "And what for did ye want blue, then, my lad?" "To make the sky with," said Jan. "The powers of the air be good to us!" said the stranger, setting his broad hat back from his face, as if to obtain a clearer view of the little pig-minder. "Are ye a sky-maker as well as a swineherd?
But that's not a miller's coat ye've on," said the old man, with a twinkle in his eye. Jan looked seriously at it, and then explained. "I be Master Salter's pig-minder just now, but I've got a miller's thumb, I have." "That's well, Master Pig-minder; and now would ye tell an old man what ye screamed out for. Did I scare ye?"
Though Rufus told him in so many barks that there was a stranger within, and that, as he smelt respectable, he had allowed him to wait, the schoolmaster was startled by the sight of Jan. "Why, it's the little pig-minder!" said he. On which Jan's face crimsoned, and tears welled up in his black eyes. "I bean't a pig-minder now, Master Swift," said he. "And how's that?
"My father didn't send me," said Jan, gravely. "I come myself. Do 'ee want a pig-minder, Master Salter?" "Ay, I wants a pig-minder. But I reckon thee father can't spare Abel for that now. A wish he could. Abel was careful with the pigs, he was, and a sprack boy, too." "I'll be careful, main careful, Master Salter," said Jan, earnestly. "I likes pigs." But the farmer was pondering.
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