Our young folks [serial] . strides, and leaving my flying coat-tails farther behind,than I ever did in any other race before or since. I reached the place justas the snorting sow, with her mouth open, came plunging at my heels. Iwas never so light in my life;I went up on the roof of thathut as if I had been a there I clung on myhands and knees, lookingback at the wild sow and herpigs champing and squealingfor me, and racing about thehut, as if searching for someconvenient place to get was never in all my life soterrified. I expected everymoment to go the way of thepoor negro chil
Our young folks [serial] . strides, and leaving my flying coat-tails farther behind,than I ever did in any other race before or since. I reached the place justas the snorting sow, with her mouth open, came plunging at my heels. Iwas never so light in my life;I went up on the roof of thathut as if I had been a there I clung on myhands and knees, lookingback at the wild sow and herpigs champing and squealingfor me, and racing about thehut, as if searching for someconvenient place to get was never in all my life soterrified. I expected everymoment to go the way of thepoor negro children I hadheard about. But I soon saw that thesow had no notion of leapingupon the roof, and that therewas not much danger of itsfalling with me. GraduallyI got over my fright. Mydickey, which had stood soproudly erect in the morning,began to wilt with perspira-tion, and my hair, which hadstood up quite as straightfrom the effects of fears, re-sumed its natural position. Isat on the poles, and watchedthe enemy tramping and. Cousin Tim in a tight place. squealing about my fortress, and wondered how long I should be able tostand the siege. It was no relief to my anxiety to see more wild hogs ap-proaching, — wild boars, wild sows, wild pigs, all grunting and squealingwith hunger. In a little while I was surrounded by a drove of twenty ormore ; and others were still coming. Then the horrible thought occurredto me, that even though I should stay where I was until the first comershad grown weary of the siege and retired, fresh comers would take theirplaces, and finally starve me out. Why did nt you yell for help ? asked Rufus. Because I was too far from home to hope to make my cries heard. Then how did you ever get away ? asked Ella. Cousin Tim smiled. In a very simple way. Before I had been half an vol. viii. — no. x. 39 610 Hippopotamus and Company. [October, hour in that interesting situation, I heard a negro singing in the was coming towards me. Then I shouted. Ho, d
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