How the Pigs Can See the Wind
O NCE upon a time, Mrs. Pig lived in a fine house of her own with her five little pigs. Four of the little pigs were black, but the smallest pig was white and he was as the apple of his mother's eye.
Around the hill from Mrs. Pig's house
lived Brother Wolf, and Brother Wolf had
a mighty good mouth for pig meat. Every
But Mrs. Pig always locked her door fast, and Brother Wolf had to go home without any pig meat.
One night Brother Wolf thought of a
trick. He put a very high hat on his head.
He put shoes on his feet. He tied a necktie
around his neck, and he looked just like
Then he put a bag of corn over his shoulder,
and he walked, TRAMP, TRAMP, up
the brick walk that led to
"Who knocks?" asked Mrs. Pig, peeping through the window, the little white pig under her arm.
"Mr. Man, come to put a mark on your little pigs," said Brother Wolf.
Then Mrs. Pig opened the door, and she turned out the four little black pigs. But the little white pig was as the apple of her eye, and she hid him in the cupboard.
So Brother Wolf emptied all the corn out of his bag, and he put in the four little pigs, and he toted them home with him.
By and by, Brother Wolf was hungry for
more pig meat, so he dressed himself in his
clothes again. He put his bag of corn over
his shoulder, and he rapped loudly at
"Who knocks?" asked Mrs. Pig.
"Mr. Man, come to put a mark on your little white pig," said Brother Wolf.
But Mrs. Pig barred the door, and locked the window, and hid the little white pig in the dresser, for he was as the apple of her eye.
Then Brother Wolf was very angry, and
he took off his hat and his shoes and his
necktie. He hurried up and down the roads
until he met
Brother Wolf told Mr. Wind how he had
a mighty good mouth for pig meat.
So Mr. Wind and Brother Wolf went to
But never a word did Mrs. Pig say.
"Blow, Mr. Wind," said Brother Wolf.
Then Mr. Wind began to puff himself out
bigger and bigger. He huffed and he puffed
and he blew a mighty gale. He blew round
the garden, and he pulled up the corn and
threw it down on the ground. He slammed
the gate and he rattled the window. He
shook the door, and he cried,
Brother Wolf was so frightened that his
hair stood up straight on his back. Out of
the garden he ran, and around the hill. He
never stopped, nor looked behind him, and
no one ever saw him in
"WHE-EE, WHE-EE, let me in," called
Mrs. Pig opened her door a crack, and peeped out with the little white pig under her arm, for he was the apple of her eye.
HUFF, PUFF, the door blew open wide.
And that is how the pigs first came to see
the wind. If you do not believe it, just
watch them run when