tretched first one leg and then the others, and
said:

"Ha! Ho! Hum! Uff! Uff! I guess I'll have some acorns for my breakfast."

It was a very easy matter for Squinty to get his breakfast. He did not
have to wash, or comb his hair, or even dress. Just as he was he got up
out of his leaf-bed, and began rooting around in the ground for acorns.
He soon found all he wanted, and ate them. Then he felt thirsty, so he
looked around until he had found another spring of cool water, where he
drank as much as he needed.

"And now to go back home, to the boy who taught me tricks," said Squinty
to himself. "I guess he is wondering where I am."

And indeed that boy, Bob, and his sisters Mollie and Sallie, were
wondering where Squinty was. They saw the open door of the pen, and the
boy recalled that he had forgotten to lock it.

"Oh, Squinty is gone!" he cried, and he felt very badly indeed. But I
have no time to tell you more of that boy now. I must relate for you the
wonderful adventures of Squinty.

Squinty went this way and that through the woods, but he could not find
the path that led to his pen. He tried and tried again, but it was of no
use.

"Well," said Squinty, at last, sitting down beside a hollow log, "I
guess I am lost. That is all there is to it I am lost in the big woods!
Oh dear! I almost wish Don, the dog, or the farmer would come and find
me now."

He waited, but no one came. He listened but he heard nothing.

"Well, I might as well eat and go to sleep again," said Squinty, "Maybe
something will happen then."

Soon he was asleep again. But he was suddenly awakened. He heard a great
crashing in the trees over his head.

"Gracious! I hope that isn't a dog after me!" cried the little pig.

He looked up, Squinty did. He saw coming down from the sky, through the
branches of the trees, a big round thing, like more than ten thousand
rubber balls, made into one. Below the round thing hung a square basket,
with many ropes, and other things, fast to it. And in the basket were
two men. They looked over the edge of the basket. One of them pulled on
a rope, and the big thing, which was a balloon, though Squinty did not
know it, came to the ground with a bang.

"Well, at last we have made a landing," said one of the men.

"Yes," said the other. "And we shall have to throw out some bags of sand
to go up again."

Squinty did not know what this meant. But I'll explain to you that a
"landing" is when a balloon come