He heard what the boy
said, and Squinty made up his mind.
"Well," said the little pig to himself, "if it is any fun for that boy
and his sisters to watch me jump over a rope, and dig up acorns, I don't
mind doing it for them. They call them tricks, but I call it getting
something to eat."
And they were both right, you see.
Sallie and Mollie, the two sisters, laid down their dolls in the shade,
and ran over toward their brother, who still held one end of the rope,
that was fast to Squinty's leg.
"Make him do some tricks for us," begged Mollie.
"Show us how he jumps the rope," said Sallie.
"First, I'll have him dig up the acorns, as that's easier," spoke Bob.
"Here, Squinty!" he called. "Find the acorns! Find 'em!"
While Squinty had been munching on the apple, the boy had dug a hole,
put some sweet acorn nuts into it, and covered them up with dirt.
Squinty had not seen him do this, but Squinty thought he could find the
nuts just the same.
There were two ways of doing this. Squinty had a very sharp-smelling
nose.
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