A Pig Story

The latest pig story comes from "Canada." A stock train had just pulled out of the yard last Sunday, when a swarm of nine fine miniature porkers came con;entedly grunting down the track. The station dignitaries and oihers at once solved the mysteriousness of their apappearance. They had been hatched in one of the cara during transportaron, and providentially fallen out during the teinporary stop at this place. Such kind disposition on the part of providence does not occur to those around the depot every day, and they proceeded forti) with to take advantage of this dispensation. The agent gathered up five of the little stragglers into his net, and while he was carrying them home visionsofroast pig for Thauksgiving.no doubt, floated before his eyes; a big notel-keeper scooped up two for his hare, and put them into a nice little pen and fed them on the choicest ruilk; a heaver of coal captured one, and a hotel keeper'sson got one, and all were happy. But lack-a-day; no sooner liad everything become nicely sett'.ed than they became unsettled. Did the train come back after its pigs? Oh, no. Did the pigs really belong to the train? Xo. They belong to Charles Dentón, and he now trudges up to the depot with a bushei basket under his arm looking for his strayed property. We mercifully draw the curtain at this point in the drama, leaving to the imagination of our readers the snoek of consternation, surprise and bewilderment de. picted in the countenances of all parties concerned, and the expressions of delight on the part of the little piggies on getting back to their