from American
Magazine
Pigs is Pigs
by Ellis Parker Butler
Mike Flannery, the Westcote agent of the Interurban Express
Company, leaned over the counter of the express office and shook his fist. Mr.
Morehouse, angry and red, stood on the other side of the counter, trembling
with rage. The argument had been long and heated, and at last Mr. Morehouse had
talked himself speechless. The cause of the trouble stood on the counter
between the two men. It was a soap box across the top of which were nailed a
number of strips, forming a rough but serviceable cage. In it two spotted
guinea-pigs were greedily eating lettuce leaves.