"Sakes alive!" his mother shrieked. "Somebody ought to tell Farmer Green! This farm is not a safe place to live, with a bear prowling about it."
"Do you want me to go and tell Mr. Green?" Grunty inquired.
"You?" his mother exclaimed. "No, indeed! You stay right here with me! Don't you dare stir out of this yard!" And to Grunty's astonishment, Mrs. Pig bowled him right over, to show him that she meant what she said.
He jumped to his feet in a jiffy. And he was all ready to slink away into a corner of the yard; but his mother bade him wait.
"This bear—" she said—"what did he look like?"
X
A QUEER BEAR
Grunty Pig's little eyes fell away from his mother's when she asked him what the bear looked like—the bear that had chased him.