Yet of all things to eat,
Paws and milk are a treat
To her sister, Fern by name;
For shame!
Shall we send her to bed with a crust?
—LAVINIA S. GOODWIN.
A PIG CAUGHT IN A SLY TRICK.
My story is about a potato field in "Old Virginia." It had around it "a stake and rider fence." The potatoes grew and grew, in sunshine, dew, and rain. They were now as big as liens' eggs.