Alanna Author:Helen Coale Crew Alanna stood looking at the big pig after the group of neighbors had walked away. Mrs. malone and her neighbors had been wondering how they could ever get such a bad-tempered beast to the cattle market. — "Were I in your two shoes, Mrs. Malone, dear, I'd wash him before I send him. You'll get a better price and him clean," suggested Tim Riley. — ... more »"I could easier kill myself than wash him," replied Mrs. Malone.
Presently Alanna called to her brother Larry and they talked a long time and became quite excited. Why did Alanna carry the kitchen knife and some lengths of clothesline to her room; and what was that mysterious something that kept them so busy?
"Saints keep us! whyspered Mrs. Malone, as she was wakened att early dawn by a tremendous grunting and shuffling and bumping. But the noise stopped and she fell asleep again. At breakfast she remembered all the noise and ran out to the pigsty.
"Saints help us!" she cried, "The pig is gone!"
Alanna and Larry giggled and led her to a plot of grass where the pig lay so spotlessly white that he actually looked pink. His front legs were tied together, and also his hind legs; and around his neck was one of Alanna's hair ribbons. But how do you suppose they ever got him to market, and him dashing about in the wildest way as soon as his legs were untied?
Alanna waa a little Irish girl whose adventures will thrill you, for they were very different from the kind that you have had.« less