"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.
He could stand up a long time, on his hind legs, with an apple on his
nose. And he would not eat it until the boy called:
"Now, Squinty!"
Then Squinty would toss the apple up in the air, off his nose, and catch
it as it came down. Oh, how good it tasted!
Squinty also learned to march around with a stick for a gun, and play
soldier. He liked this trick best of all, for he always had two apples
to eat after that.
Many of Bob's boy friends came to see his trained pig. They all thought
he was very funny and cute, and they laughed very hard when Squinty
looked at them with his queer, drooping eye. They would feed him apples,
potatoes and sometimes bits of cake that Bob's mother gave them. Squinty
grew very fond of cake.
Then one day something happened. Bob always used to lock the door of the
new pig pen every night, for, though he knew his pet was quite tame now,
he thought, if the door were left open, Squinty might wander away.
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