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"I never heard of sour milk," replied the girl squirrel. "But I know where to find some nuts. Do you like hickory nuts?" "I I guess so," answered Squinty, thinking, perhaps, they were like acorns. "Please show me where there are some." "Come on!" chattered Slicko. She led the way through the woods, leaping from one tree branch to another over Squinty's head.
Squinty walked around, as far as the rope tied to his leg would let him. The other end of the rope was held by the boy. Once the rope got tangled around Squinty's foot, and he jumped over it to get free. The boy saw him and cried: "Oh, I wonder if I could teach you to jump the rope? That would be a fine trick. Let me see."
And that eye squinted just as well as any eye ever squinted. Somehow or other, I don't just know why exactly, or I would tell you, the lid of one of Squinty's eyes was heavier than the other.
That eye opened only half way, and when Squinty looked up at you from the pen, where he lived with his mother and father and little brothers and sisters, why there was such a comical look on Squinty's face that you wanted to laugh right out loud again.
It was shady there, but over-head the hot sun was shining. Squinty's breath came very fast, just as when a dog runs far on a warm day. But the earth was rather cool, and Squinty liked it. He would much rather have been down by the cool brook, but he knew he could not have a swim in it until he found it. And, just now, he seemed a good way off from it. Poor Squinty!
And he liked the boy so much, and liked his new home, and the nuts and apples he got to eat were so good, that Squinty did not try to run away. "Up on your hind legs!" cried the boy, and, by taking hold of Squinty's front feet, Bob raised his pet up on the hind legs. "Now stand there!" the boy cried, but when he took away his hands of course Squinty came down on all four legs.
We must catch him!" and he whistled for the big black and white dog, who ran up, barking and leaping about. At first Squinty's brothers and sisters were paying so much attention to drinking their sour milk, that they did not notice what the farmer said, even though they missed Squinty at the trough. But when they heard the dog barking, they wondered what had happened.
So, when Bob called for Squinty to come and find the acorn nuts, even though the little pig had not seen just where they were hidden, Squinty felt sure he could dig them up. "He'll never find them!" said Sallie. "Just you watch!" exclaimed the boy. He pulled on the rope around Squinty's leg. At first the little pig was not quite sure what was wanted of him.
At first Bob held Squinty's front feet, and walked along with him so the little pig would get used to the new trick. Then one day Bob said: "Now, Squinty, I want you to walk to me all by yourself. Stand up!" Squinty stood up on his hind legs. The boy backed away from him, and stood a little distance off, holding out a nice, juicy potato this time. "Come and get the potato," called the boy.
Off he started, walking by himself on his hind legs, just like a trained bear. "Fine! That's the way to do it! I knew you could!" the boy cried when Squinty reached him, and took the potato out of his hand. "Good little pig!" and he scratched Squinty's back with a stick. "Uff! Uff!" squealed Squinty, very much pleased. And from then on the comical little pig learned many tricks.
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