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Updated: June 7, 2025
Sleek, unwieldy porkers were grunting in the repose and abundance of their pens, whence sallied forth, now and then, troops of sucking pigs, as if to snuff the air.
The flowing locks of hair with which this bacon was sometimes adorned has convinced one that a number of farmers fatten their porkers on "Thatcho" it could be combed with a fork! Bully Beef is, ugh! IT was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be ... NEVER AGAIN. Bread! "Something attempted, someone done, A one-pound loaf among twenty-one."
The farm-wife's apron draws a rout Of greedy porkers round about; And eagerly the tender lamb Waits the filled udder of its dam. With plenteous logs the hearth is bright. The household Gods glow in the light, And baby slaves are sprawling round.
We, the smaller ones, in addition to the comfort of studying with our mouths full, had every now and then two other delights, which were quite as good as cracking nuts. The back door communicated with the yard where the hen, surrounded by her brood of chicks, scratched at the dung hill, while the little porkers, of whom there were a dozen, wallowed in their stone trough.
She stood for a few moments looking down at her noisy charges with calculating eyes. It was a fine muster of young porkers, and the old lady was estimating their bacon-yielding capacity. Suddenly her reflections were interrupted by the sound of footsteps, and turning, she saw Hervey crossing the yard in the direction of the creamery.
"And there was a good reason for their takin' on," said Jerry, "for their next winter's meat was in that pen a sow and five plump little porkers. "'Oh, Aunty Sally, cries one of the bigger boys, 'What shall we do? What'll father say when he comes back and finds the pigs killed? "Ye see," continued Long Jerry, shaking his head, "it was a tragedy to them.
When that matter had been settled, there were the live creatures to visit the calves in their stalls, the rows of milch kine, and the great piggery, where porkers of every kind and colour were tumbling about in great excitement awaiting their morning meal.
Finally a plan was arranged: Two of the men were to stand sentry, while one, with axe in hand, and another with keen, glittering blade, were to knock on the head, and cut porkers' throats. This done, they would be thrown out to the sentries, when they would at once drag them off into the field, where the initiated were to be lying in wait to receive them.
Before Uncle Mark could make answer, the howl was answered by another; and presently, others joining in, the whole forest reverberated with a melancholy and spirit-depressing chorus. "Wolves!" said Uncle Mark. "The frost has driven them from the high ground, and they are contemplating a raid on our porkers and cattle. We must send them to the right-about, or they will become audacious."
But that raucous "hrumph! hrumph!" that cacophonous yell! 'Tis Pig-noise, and Irish I know it so well. It is right in the road, it is plump in the gap. Steady, Dobbin! Don't halt for this hullaballoo Gee up! and go steady, now there's a good chap. What, the same plaguy Pig! Nay, by Jove, there are two! And they're fighting each other, these porkers perverse, In the gap we must pass!
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