Harriette Taylor Treadwell

The Three Little Pigs

Part 2 of 2

Then the wolf said, "Little pig,

I know of a fine field of turnips."


"Where is it?" said the pig.


"Down in the field," said the wolf.

"Will you go with me?

I will call for you in the morning.

Then we can get some for dinner."


"I will be ready," said the pig.

"What time shall we go?"


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"At six o'clock," said the wolf.


The little pig got up at five o'clock,

and he went to the field.

He got some turnips and ran home.


The wolf came at six o'clock.

He knocked at the door and said,

"Little pig, are you ready?"


"I went at five o'clock," said the pig,

"and I have a pot full of turnips."


The wolf was angry, but he said,

"Little pig, I know of a fine apple-tree."


"Where is it?" said the pig.


"Down in the garden," said the wolf.

"Will you go with me in the morning?

I will come at five o'clock.

Then we can get some apples."


"I will go," said the pig.


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This time the little pig got up

at four o'clock.

He went to the garden,

and filled his bag with apples.

He was getting down,

when he saw the wolf.


The wolf was very angry, but he said,

"Little pig, are the apples good?"


"Very good," said the little pig.

"Let me throw you some."


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The pig threw the apples far away.

The wolf ran to get them.

Then the little pig ran home.


The next day the wolf came again and said,

"Little pig, let us go to the fair."


"I will go in the morning," said the pig.

"What time shall we go?"


"Let us go at three o'clock," said the wolf.


The next morning the pig got up

at two o'clock.

He went to the fair and got a churn.

He was going home when he saw the wolf.

The little pig was frightened.

So he jumped into the churn to hide,

and it rolled down the hill.

The wolf saw the churn rolling

down the hill.

He was frightened, too, and ran home.


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Next morning the wolf went

to the little pig's house.

He said, "Little pig, I went to the fair.

I met a great round thing on the way.

It was rolling down the hill.

It frightened me and I ran home."


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"I frightened you," said the pig.

"I went to the fair at two o'clock,

and I got a churn.

On the way home I saw you coming.

So I jumped into the churn,

and it rolled down the hill."


The wolf was now very angry.

"I shall come down the chimney," he said,

"and I shall eat you up."


The little pig made a fire.

He hung a pot of water over it.

Soon he heard the wolf coming

down the chimney.

He took the lid off the pot.

The wolf fell into it.


And the little pig had a good supper.


— English Folk Tale