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She
just
sat
and
stared
out
of
the
window
,
thinking
what
a
blissful
world
it
was
and
how
lucky
she
was
to
have
entire
charge
of
a
pig
.
By
the
time
the
bus
reached
school
,
Fern
had
named
her
pet
,
selecting
the
most
beautiful
name
she
could
think
of
.
"
Its
name
is
Wilbur
,
"
she
whispered
to
herself
.
She
was
still
thinking
about
the
pig
when
the
teacher
said
:
"
Fern
,
what
is
the
capital
of
Pennsylvania
?
"
"
Wilbur
,
"
replied
Fern
,
dreamily
.
The
pupils
giggled
.
Fern
blushed
.
Fern
loved
Wilbur
more
than
anything
.
She
loved
to
stroke
him
,
to
feed
him
,
to
put
him
to
bed
.
Every
morning
,
as
soon
as
she
got
up
,
she
warmed
his
milk
,
tied
his
bib
on
,
and
held
the
bottle
for
him
.
Every
afternoon
,
when
the
school
bus
stopped
in
front
of
her
house
,
she
jumped
out
and
ran
to
the
kitchen
to
fix
another
bottle
for
him
.
She
fed
him
again
at
suppertime
,
and
again
just
before
going
to
bed
.
Mrs
.
Arable
gave
him
a
feeding
around
noontime
each
day
,
when
Fern
was
away
in
school
.
Wilbur
loved
his
milk
,
and
he
was
never
happier
than
when
Fern
was
warming
up
a
bottle
for
him
.
He
would
stand
and
gaze
up
at
her
with
adoring
eyes
.
For
the
first
few
days
of
his
life
,
Wilbur
was
allowed
to
live
in
a
box
near
the
stove
in
the
kitchen
.
Then
,
when
Mrs
.
Arable
complained
,
he
was
moved
to
a
bigger
box
in
the
woodshed
.
At
two
weeks
of
age
,
he
was
moved
outdoors
.
It
was
apple
-
blossom
time
,
and
the
days
were
getting
warmer
.
Mr
.
Arable
fixed
a
small
yard
specially
for
Wilbur
under
an
apple
tree
,
and
gave
him
a
large
wooden
box
full
of
straw
,
with
a
doorway
cut
in
it
so
he
could
walk
in
and
out
as
he
pleased
.
"
Won
’
t
he
be
cold
at
night
?
"
asked
Fern
.
"
No
,
"
said
her
father
.
"
You
watch
and
see
what
he
does
.
"
Carrying
a
bottle
of
milk
,
Fern
sat
down
under
the
apple
tree
inside
the
yard
.
Wilbur
ran
to
her
and
she
held
the
bottle
for
him
while
he
sucked
.
When
he
had
finished
the
last
drop
,
he
grunted
and
walked
sleepily
into
the
box
.
Fern
peered
through
the
door
.
Wilbur
was
poking
the
straw
with
his
snout
.
In
a
short
time
he
had
dug
a
tunnel
in
the
straw
.
He
crawled
into
the
tunnel
and
disappeared
from
sight
,
completely
covered
with
straw
.
