"Not quite. You saw him turn up the cent, and knew what to do with it; he didn't."
"Yes, father."
"And Squire Burchard saw the cent, and knew what to do with it; you didn't."
"Yes, father."
"And the lady saw your puppy, and knew what to do with it, and you didn't, nor I either. And I saw the gray horse, and knew what to do with him; the rest didn't."
"But I don't know what to do with the pig's town lot."
"No, nor Mr. Corrigan didn't, nor I either; but the man from town that's just bought the old tavern is going to build it over new, and wants to buy that lot to build on. I tell you what, Ben, my boy, there isn't much in this world that's worth having unless somebody comes along that knows what to do with it."
"Ben!" suddenly exclaimed his mother, as she looked out of the window, "there's that pig out in the garden!"
"Jump, Ben," said his father. "If he gets into your patch of musk-melons, he'll know just exactly what to do with them."
Before Ben got the pig out of the garden, the pig learned that Ben knew exactly what to do with a big stick.