Now I think I'm going to tell you in the next story about Brighteyes and
Sister Sallie--that is if no one takes our door mat to use for a pen
wiper.




STORY V


BRIGHTEYES PIGG AND SISTER SALLIE

Brighteyes Pigg had finished doing the dishes, and had put on her clean
dress, her new tan shoes, which matched her brown and white fur, and her
hair was tied with a pink ribbon--you know the kind--the ones that stick
out so with a bow on each side. Well, she looked just too nice for
anything, and she asked her mother:

"May I go out and take a walk?"

"Yes," replied Mrs. Pigg. "Where are you going? Is Buddy going with
you?"

"No, he has gone off to play ball again. I guess he thinks the fish hawk
will catch up the ball once more and help him to make a home run. No,
I'm not going with Buddy. I thought I'd go over and see Sister Sallie, I
haven't called on her in some time."

"Very well," said Mrs. Pigg, and Dr. Pigg called to his little girl: