So he did it again. Over the
rope he went, with a little jump, coming down on the side where the
apple was, and, in a second he was chewing the juicy fruit.
"There!" cried the boy. "Didn't he jump the rope?"
"Oh, well, but he didn't jump it fast, back and forth, like we girls
do," said Mollie.
"But it was pretty good--for a little pig," said Sallie.
"I think so, too," spoke the boy. "And I am going to teach him to jump
real fast, and without going for an apple each time. I'm going to teach
him other tricks, too."
"Oh dear!" thought Squinty, when he heard this. "So I am to learn more
tricks, it seems. Well, I hope they will all be eating ones."
"Make him do it again," suggested Mollie, after a bit.
"No, I haven't any more apples," the boy answered. "And at first I'll
have to make him jump for an apple each time. After a bit I'll not give
him an apple until he has done all his tricks. Come on now, Squinty,
back to your pen."
The boy lifted up his pet, and put him back in the pen that had been
especially built for the little pig.
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