Pretty soon a man came along and found him in the cornfield and said:
“Hello, pink pig, are you eating my corn?”
“Oh, no!” said the little pig. “I would not eat your corn.”
“Then you should keep out of my cornfield,” said the man. “I will take you home and shut you in a pen.”
And he took the little pink pig home and shut him up in a pen.
“I do not want to be shut up. Please let me out,” said the little pink pig.
But the man did not let him out. It was not a nice pen, and the little pig got all muddy and dirty in it. He wished he was at home in his own little house with his mama, and his spotted brothers and sisters.
“the big red thing tossed the little pink pig in the air.”
He ran round and round till he found a little hole in the fence. He was such a tiny pig that he squeezed through the hole and got out, though he had a hard time, for the buttons on his jacket got caught, and he could hardly get loose. He did not know which way to go to find his home, but he ran as fast as he could to get away from the pen.