You see Squinty, like most little pigs, thought more of something to eat than of anything else. But we must not blame him for that, since he could not help it.
Pretty soon the wagon rattled over some stones, and then came to a stop.
"Here we are!" called the children's father. "Bring along your little pig, Bob. Here comes the train."
"Ha! It seems I am to go on a train," thought Squinty. "I wonder what a train is?"
Squinty had many things to learn, didn't he?
The little pig in the box felt himself being lifted out of the wagon. Then he could look about him. He saw a large building, in front of which were long, slender strips of shining steel. These were the railroad tracks, but Squinty did not know that. Then all at once, Squinty heard a loud noise, which went like this:
"Whee! Whee! Whee-whee!"
"Oh my! what a loud squeal that pig has!" exclaimed Squinty. "He can squeal much louder than I can, I think. Let me try."
So Squinty went:
"Squee! Squee! Squee!"