e hair of my chiny chin chin."

"Then I'll puff and I'll huff, and I'll blow your house in."

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Well, he huffed, and he puffed, and he huffed, and he puffed, and he
puffed, and he huffed; but he could not get the house down. When he
found that he could not, with all his huffing and puffing, blow the
house down, he said, "Little pig, I know where there is a nice field of
turnips." "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
before the wolf came--(which he did about six)--and said, "Little pig,
are you ready?" The little pig said, "Ready! 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 bustled up the next morning at four o'clock, and went off
for the apples, hoping to get back before the wolf came; but he had
further 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,
frightened him very much. When the wolf came up he said, "Little pig,
what! are you here before me? Are they nice apples?" "Yes, very," said
the little pig. "I will throw you down one;" and he threw it so far,
that, while the wolf was gone to pick it up, the little pig jumped down
and ran home. The next day the wolf came again, and said to the little
pig, "Little pig, there is a fair at Shanklin this afternoon, will you
go?" "Oh yes," said the pig, "I will go: what time shall you be ready?"
"At three," said the wolf. So the little pig went off before the time as
usual, and got to the fair, and bought a butter-churn, which he was
going home with, when he saw the wolf coming. Then he could not tell
what to do. So he got into the churn to hide, and by so doing turned
it round, and it rolled down the hill with the pig in it, which
frightened the wolf so much, that he ra