"Where?" said the little Pig.

"Oh, in Mr. Smith's home-field; and if you will be ready to-morrow
morning, I will call for you, and we will go together and get some for
dinner."

"Very well," said the little Pig, "I will be ready. What time do you mean
to go?"

"Oh, at six o'clock."

Well, the little Pig got up at five, and got the turnips and was home
again before six. When the Wolf came he said, "Little Pig, are you ready?"

"Ready!" said the little Pig, "I have been and come back again, and got a
nice pot-full for dinner."

The Wolf felt very angry at this, but thought that he would be _up_ to
the little Pig somehow or other; so he said, "Little Pig, I know where
there is a nice apple-tree." "Where?" said the Pig.

"Down at Merry-garden," replied the Wolf; "and if you will not deceive me
I will come for you, at five o'clock to-morrow, and we will go together
and get some apples."

Well, the little Pig woke at four the next morning, and bustled up, and
went off for the apples, hoping to get back before the Wolf came; but he
had farther to go, and had to climb the tree, so that just as he was
coming down from it, he saw the Wolf coming, which, as you may suppose,