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Fern
was
enchanted
.
It
relieved
her
mind
to
know
that
her
baby
would
sleep
covered
up
,
and
would
stay
warm
.
Every
morning
after
breakfast
,
Wilbur
walked
out
to
the
road
with
Fern
and
waited
with
her
till
the
bus
came
.
She
would
wave
good
-
bye
to
him
,
and
he
would
stand
and
watch
the
bus
until
it
vanished
around
a
turn
.
While
Fern
was
in
school
,
Wilbur
was
shut
up
inside
his
yard
.
But
as
soon
as
she
got
home
in
the
afternoon
,
she
would
take
him
out
and
he
would
follow
her
around
the
place
.
If
she
went
into
the
house
,
Wilbur
went
,
too
.
If
she
went
upstairs
,
Wilbur
would
wait
at
the
bottom
step
until
she
came
down
again
.
If
she
took
her
doll
for
a
walk
in
the
doll
carriage
,
Wilbur
followed
along
.
Sometimes
,
on
these
journeys
,
Wilbur
would
get
tired
,
and
Fern
would
pick
him
up
and
put
him
in
the
carriage
alongside
the
doll
.
He
liked
this
.
And
if
he
was
very
tired
,
he
would
close
his
eyes
and
go
to
sleep
under
the
doll
’
s
blanket
.
He
looked
cute
when
his
eyes
were
closed
,
because
his
lashes
were
so
long
.
The
doll
would
close
her
eyes
,
too
,
and
Fern
would
wheel
the
carriage
very
slowly
and
smoothly
so
as
not
to
wake
her
infants
.
One
warm
afternoon
,
Fern
and
Avery
put
on
bathing
suits
and
went
down
to
the
brook
for
a
swim
.
Wilbur
tagged
along
at
Fern
’
s
heels
.
When
she
waded
into
the
brook
,
Wilbur
waded
in
with
her
.
He
found
the
water
quite
cold
-
too
cold
for
his
liking
So
while
the
children
swam
and
played
and
splashed
water
at
each
other
,
Wilbur
amused
himself
in
the
mud
along
the
edge
of
the
brook
,
where
it
was
warm
and
moist
and
delightfully
sticky
and
oozy
.
Every
day
was
a
happy
day
,
and
every
night
was
peaceful
.
Wilbur
was
what
farmers
call
a
spring
pig
,
which
simply
means
that
he
was
born
in
springtime
.
When
he
was
five
weeks
old
,
Mr
.
Arable
said
he
was
now
big
enough
to
sell
,
and
would
have
to
be
sold
.
Fern
broke
down
and
wept
.
But
her
father
was
firm
about
it
.
Wilbur
’
s
appetite
had
increased
;
he
was
beginning
to
eat
scraps
of
food
in
addition
to
milk
.
Mr
.
Arable
was
not
willing
to
provide
for
him
any
longer
.
He
had
already
sold
Wilbur
’
s
ten
brothers
and
sisters
.
"
He
’
s
got
to
go
,
Fern
,
"
he
said
.
"
You
have
had
your
fun
raising
a
baby
pig
,
but
Wilbur
is
not
a
baby
any
longer
and
he
has
got
to
be
sold
.
"
"
Call
up
the
Zuckermans
,
"
suggested
Mrs
.
Arable
to
Fern
.
"
Your
Uncle
Homer
sometimes
raises
a
pig
.
And
if
Wilbur
goes
there
to
live
,
you
can
walk
down
the
road
and
visit
him
as
often
as
you
like
.
"
"
How
much
money
should
I
ask
for
him
?
"
Fern
wanted
to
know
.
"
Well
,
"
said
her
father
,
"
he
’
s
a
runt
.
Tell
your
Uncle
Homer
you
’
ve
got
a
pig
you
’
ll
sell
for
six
dollars
,
and
see
what
he
says
.
"
