Gamboling with Galatea Author:Curtis Dunham Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: Pig-Malion and Galatea ALATEA!" hailed the Poet from the bottom of the stairs. "Yes, George?" "There's a letter from Arthur. Come down." " I can't, this ... more »moment. Je suis en deshabille." "I thought so; your voice sounds full of pins. But you don't need to air your Vassar French. The pig is n't listening." " My French prose is better than your English verse. What does Arthur say ?" "He '11 be out here early." "What for?" " Girl, have a care 1 While you are about it, make the most of the small charms with which the good Lord has endowed you." " I will, brother mine; I 'm expecting Reginald to have his back scratched." Truth to tell, the pig was already contemplating a call with that object in view. Since early morning Cleopatra and her yearling colt, Mrs. Cowslip and Gustavius, and William, the big-horned one, had diligently cropped the dewy grass of the lower lawn until their sides bulged, while Reginald was so replete with artichokes that he was constrained to sit on his haunches and grunt stuffily while making occasional rude comments on the gluttony of his comrades. "You have often reproved me for being greedy," grunted Reginald as the colt harvested a luscious bunch a yard from where he sat, "yet I have never tried to eat up the whole pasture between sunrise and noon." "Don't give me any of your impudence," retorted Clarence, with his mouth full, "or I '11 shut my teeth on one of your ridiculous, flapping ears." " If you gave milk," commented Mrs. Cowslip, " you would understand the necessity of a stomach filled with something better than artichokes." " Ha! ha!" laughed the pig, with his mouth wide open. "The sides of your son bulge like the sides of the barrel in which Gabe keeps your breakfast of bran. Ha! ha! does Gustavius give milk?" "Let ...« less