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MOTHER HOLLE THERE was once a widow who had two daughters, one of whom was beautiful and industrious, whilst the other was ugly and lazy. But she was much fonder of the ugly and lazy one. Every day, the other, poor girl, had to sit by a well in the highway, and spin, spin till her fingers bled. Now it happened, one day, that the shuttle was stained with her blood. She dipped it in the well to wash the stains off, and it dropped out of her hand and fell to the bottom.

THE PIGGIES AND THE PUMPKIN "Well, well!" exclaimed Mrs. Twistytail, the pig lady, as she went to the cupboard and looked in. "Whoever would have believed it?" "Believed what, mamma?" asked Pinky, the little baby pig, who had been in the hospital, but who was now much better. "Why, there isn't a bit of bread for supper!" went on Mrs. Twistytail. "And your papa will come home from the office so hungry as never was! Oh, my!

PIGGY BOYS AT SCHOOL One day Curly, the little pig who had such a funny shaped tail, said to his brother, Flop Ear: "Say, let's run off and look for adventures as Uncle Wiggily, the old gentleman rabbit, used to do!" "Where shall we run?" asked Flop. "Oh, almost anywhere," answered Curly.

FLOPPY GETS HIS NAME One day, oh, I guess it must have been about a week after Curly Twistytail, the little pig boy, had the adventure with the bear, and his brother rescued him, as I told you in the story before this one,—one day Curly's brother, who hadn't any name as yet, said: "Oh, Curly, let's go out for another walk, and maybe something will happen to us." "All right," agreed Curly, "only I hope a bear doesn't happen.