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"Oh dear!" cried Curly one morning, before his papa, Mr. Twistytail, the pig gentleman, had started for work. "Oh dear, how dreadful I feel!" "Why, what is the matter?" asked his papa, as he looked in the back of the shiny dishpan to see if his collar was on straight. "Oh, my arm hurts so!" went on Curly. "It all seems swelled up, and it has a lump under it and I don't feel a bit good. Oh dear!"

Well, every one thought that was a fine plan, and they did just as Flop said. The wolf came rushing to his back door when he heard the noise there, and maybe he wasn't surprised to see Curly and the puppy dog! Then Flop and Peetie rushed in the front door, and there, inside the den, they found poor Mr. Twistytail tied to the table leg. "Quick!" cried Flop. "Bite the ropes, Peetie."

Twistytail did not hear the piggie boy, so no one stopped Flop Ear. Maybe if mamma had known that he had a bonfire she would not have liked it, and I want you children especially you little ones to promise Uncle Wiggily that you will never, never make a fire unless some older person is there to watch you. Fires are very bad, you know and burns Bur-r-r-r! How burns do hurt!

"Believed what, mamma?" asked Pinky, the little baby pig, who had been in the hospital, but who was now much better. "Why, there isn't a bit of bread for supper!" went on Mrs. Twistytail. "And your papa will come home from the office so hungry as never was! Oh, my! I must run right out to the store and get a loaf."

Well, if I were to tell you all that happened at the Twistytail house that day, and about all the presents the children got, I'm sure I would be so long finishing that you would get hungry. But oh! everything was lovely! "I've got my toy steam engine!" cried Flop Ear. "And I have my toy auto!" said his brother.

Pumpkin pies, and sour milk pudding, and apple cake, to say nothing of cornmeal lollypops with chocolate in the middle. Mrs. Twistytail was as busy as anything, and as for Papa Twistytail, he had stayed home from the office on purpose to help decorate the house. Flop Ear and Curly Tail and Baby Pinky had written letters to Santa Claus the night before, and put them near the chimney.

"My goodness me! sakes alive and a corn cob," exclaimed Mrs. Twistytail. "The children must have done this to help me. My, but I am surprised. But I wonder where they are?" Then she saw Flop and Pinky playing tag, but she couldn't see Curly. "Oh, Curly, Curly, where are you?" she called, and her little boy answered: "I'm up in the tree with the pillow-case!"