good names, don't they? Come, Brother, run into your wheel now and turn it for us as fast as ever you can," and with her finger she chased the little white fellow about the cage and at last through the opening and into the wire wheel; and in a moment the wheel was spinning around and around as fast as the little pink feet could make it fly.
Just then Mamma and Aunt Beth came out and sat down on the steps in the sunshine, to wait until breakfast was ready; and Cheery and The Chum sat on the step below them to listen to Aunt Beth telling about the ducks and the new duck-pond; when around the corner of the house came Mr. Cann, carrying, very carefully, something wrapped up in a red bandanna handkerchief. He came straight to Cheery, and stopping in front of her, held out the bundle. "I've got something for you," he said; and leaning over, he unrolled into her lap the littlest, tiniest white pig that anybody ever saw.
