"It is
something just to be jolly."
"I wouldn't want a pig," said the other girl. "They grunt and squeal and
are not clean. I'd rather have a rabbit."
"Pigs are so clean!" cried the boy. "Squinty is as clean as a rabbit!"
Only that day Squinty had rolled over and over in the mud, but he had
had a bath from the hose, so he was clean now. And he made up his mind
that if the boy took him he would never again get in the mud and become
covered with dirt.
"I will keep myself clean and jolly," thought Squinty.
A few days after this Squinty heard the noise of hammering and sawing
wood outside the pig pen.
"The farmer must be building another barn," said Mr. Pig, for he and his
family could not see outside the pen. "Yes, he must be building another
barn, for once before we heard the sounds of hammering and sawing, and
then a new barn was built."
But that was not what it was this time.
Soon the sounds stopped, and the farmer and the boy came and looked down
into the pig pen.
"Now you are sure you want that squinty one?" the farmer asked the boy.
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