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Charlotte'sWeb
ByE.B.White
I.BeforeBreakfast
"Where'sPapagoingwiththeax?
"saidFerntohermotherastheyweresettingthetableforbreakfast.
"Outtothehothouse,"repliedMrs.Arable."Somepigswerebornlastnight."
"Idon'tseewhyheneedsanax,"continuedFern,whowasonlyeight.
"Well,"saidhermother,“oneofthepigsisarunt.It'sverysmallandweak,anditwillneveramounttoanything.Soyourfatherhasdecidedtodoawaywithit."
"Doawaywithit?
"shriekedFern."Youmeankillit?
Justbecauseit'ssmallerthantheothers?
"
Mrs.Arableputapitcherofcreamonthetable."Don'tyell,Fern!
"shesaid."Yourfatherisright.Thepigwouldprobablydieanyway."
Fernpushedachairoutofthewayandranoutdoors.Thegrasswaswetandtheearthsmelledofspringtime.Fern'ssneakersweresoppingbythetimeshecaughtupwithherfather.
"Pleasedon'tkillit!
"shesobbed."It'sunfair."
Mr.Arablestoppedwalking.
"Fern,"hesaidgently,"youwillhavetolearntocontrolyourself."
"Controlmyself?
"yelledFern."Thisisamatteroflifeanddeath,andyoutalkaboutcontrollingmyself."Tearsrandownhercheeksandshetookholdoftheaxandtriedtopullitoutofherfather'shand.
"Fern,"saidMr.Arable,"Iknowmoreaboutraisingalitterofpigsthanyoudo.Aweaklingmakestrouble.Nowrunalong!
"
"Butit'sunfair,"criedFern."Thepigcouldn'thelpbeingbornsmall,couldit?
IfIhadbeenverysmallatbirth,wouldyouhavekilledme?
"
Mr.Arablesmiled."Certainlynot,"hesaid,lookingdownathisdaughterwithlove."Butthisisdifferent.Alittlegirlisonething,alittleruntypigisanother."
"Iseenodifference,"repliedFern,stillhangingontotheax."ThisisthemostterriblecaseofinjusticeIeverheardof."
AqueerlookcameoverJohnArable'sface.Heseemedalmostreadytocryhimself.
"Allright,"hesaid.”YougobacktothehouseandIwillbringtheruntwhenIcomein.I'llletyoustartitonabottle,likeababy.Thenyou'llseewhattroubleapigcanbe."
WhenMr.Arablereturnedtothehousehalfanhourlater,hecarriedacartonunderhisarm.Fernwasupstairschanginghersneakers.Thekitchentablewassetforbreakfast,andtheroomsmelledofcoffee,bacon,dampplaster,andwoodsmokefromthestove.
"Putitonherchair!
"saidMrs.Arable.Mr.ArablesetthecartondownatFern'splace.Thenhewalkedtothesinkandwashedhishandsanddriedthemontherollertowel.
Ferncameslowlydownthestairs.Hereyeswereredfromcrying.Assheapproachedherchair,thecartonwobbled,andtherewasascratchingnoise.Fernlookedatherfather.Thensheliftedthelidofthecarton.There,inside,lookingupather,wasthenewbornpig.Itwasawhiteone.Themorninglightshonethroughitsears,turningthempink.
"He'syours,"saidMr.Arable."Savedfromanuntimelydeath.AndmaythegoodLordforgivemeforthisfoolishness."
Ferncouldn'ttakehereyesoffthetinypig."Oh,"shewhispered."Oh,lookathim!
He'sabsolutelyperfect."
Sheclosedthecartoncarefully.Firstshekissedherfather,thenshekissedhermother.Thensheopenedthelidagain,liftedthepigout,andhelditagainsthercheek.AtthismomentherbrotherAverycameintotheroom.Averywasten.Hewasheavilyarmed--anairrifleinonehand,awoodendaggerintheother.
"What'sthat?
"hedemanded."What'sFerngot?
"
"She'sgotaguestforbreakfast,"saidMrs.Arable."Washyourhandsandface,Avery!
"
"Let'sseeit!
"saidAvery,settinghisgundown."Youcallthatmiserablethingapig?
That'safinespecimenofapig--it'snobiggerthanawhiterat."
"Washupandeatyourbreakfast,Avery!
"saidhismother."Theschoolbuswillbealonginhalfanhour."
"CanIhaveapig,too,Pop?
"askedAvery.
"No,Ionlydistributepigstoearlyrisers,"saidMr.Arable."Fernwasupatdaylight,tryingtoridworldofinjustice.Asaresult,shenowhasapig.Asmallone,tobesure,butneverthelessapig.Itjustshowswhatcanhappenifapersongetsoutofbedpromptly.Let'seat!
"
ButFerncouldn'teatuntilherpighadhadadrinkofmilk.Mrs.Arablefoundababy'snursingbottleandarubbernipple.Shepouredwarmmilkintothebottle,fittedthenippleoverthetop,andhandedittoFern."Givehimhisbreakfast!
"shesaid.
Aminutelater,Fernwasseatedonthefloorinthecornerofthekitchenwithherinfantbetweenherknees,teachingittosuckfromthebottle.Thepig,althoughtiny,hadagoodappetiteandcaughtonquickly.
Theschoolbushonkedfromtheroad.
"Run!
"commandedMrs.Arable,takingthepigfromFernandslippingadoughnutintoherhand.Averygrabbedhisgunandanotherdoughnut.
Thechildrenranouttotheroadandclimbedintothebus.Ferntooknonoticeoftheothersinthebus.Shejustsatandstaredoutofthewindow,thinkingwhatablissfulworlditwasandhowluckyshewastohaveentirechargeofapig.Bythetimethebusreachedschool,Fernhadnamedherpet,selectingthemostbeautifulnameshecouldthinkof.
"ItsnameisWilbur,"shewhisperedtoherself.
Shewasstillthinkingaboutthepigwhentheteachersaid:
"Fern,whatisthecapitalofPennsylvania?
"
"Wilbur,"repliedFern,dreamily.Thepupilsgiggled.Fernblushed.
II.Wilbur
FernlovedWilburmorethananything.Shelovedtostrokehim,tofeedhim,toputhimtobed.Everymorning,assoonasshegotup,shewarmedhismilk,tiedhisbibon,andheldthebottleforhim.Everyafternoon,whentheschoolbusstoppedinfrontofherhouse,shejumpedoutandrantothekitchentofixanotherbottleforhim.Shefedhimagainatsuppertime,andagainjustbeforegoingtobed.Mrs.Arablegavehimafeedingaroundnoontimeeachday,whenFernwasawayinschool.Wilburlovedhismilk,andhewasneverhappierthanwhenFernwaswarmingupabottleforhim.Hewouldstandandgazeupatherwithadoringeyes.
Forthefirstfewdaysofhislife,Wilburwasallowedtoliveinaboxnearthestoveinthekitchen.ThenwhenMrs.Arablecomplained,hewasmovedtoabiggerboxinthewoodshed.Attwoweeksofage,hewasmovedoutdoors.Itwasapple-blossomtime,andthedaysweregettingwarmer.Mr.ArablefixedasmallyardspeciallyforWilburunderanappletree,andgavehimalargewoodenboxfullofstraw,withadoorwaycutinitsohecouldwalkinandoutashepleased.
"Won'thebecoldatnight?
"askedFern.
"No,"saidherfather."Yourwatchandseewhathedoes."
Carryingabottleofmilk,Fernsatdownundertheappletreeinsidetheyard.Wilburrantoherandsheheldthebottleforhimwhilehesucked.Whenhehadfinishedthelastdrop,hegruntedandwalkedsleepilyintothebox.Fernpeeredthroughthedoor.Wilburwaspokingthestrawwithhissnout.Inashorttimehehaddugatunnelinthestraw.Hecrawledintothetunnelanddisappearedfromsight,completelycoveredwithstraw.Fernwasenchanted.Itrelievedhermindtoknowthatherbabywouldsleepcoveredup,andwouldstaywarm.
Everymorningafterbreakfast,WilburwalkedouttotheroadwithFernandwaitedwithhertillthebuscame.Shewouldwavegood-byetohim,andhewouldstandandwatchthebusuntilitvanishedaroundaturn.WhileFernwasinschool,Wilburwasshutupinsidehisyard.Butassoonasshegothomeintheafternoon,shewouldtakehimoutandhewouldfollowheraroundtheplace.Ifshewentintothehouse,Wilburwent,too.Ifshewentupstairs,Wilburwouldwaitatthebottomstepuntilshecamedownagain.Ifshetookherdollforawalkinthedollcarriage,Wilburfollowedalong.Sometimes,onthesejourneys,Wilburwouldgettired,andFernwouldpickhimupandputhiminthecarriagealongsidethedoll.Helikedthis.Andifhewasverytired,hewouldclosehiseyesandgotosleepunderthedoll'sblanket.Helookedcutewhenhiseyeswereclosed,becausehislashesweresolong.Thedollwouldclosehereyes,too,andFernwouldwheelthecarriageveryslowlyandsmoothlysoasnottowakeherinfants.
Onewarmafternoon,FernandAveryputonbathingsuitsandwentdowntothebrookforaswim.WilburtaggedalongatFern'sheels.Whenshewadedintothebrook,Wilburwadedinwithher.Hefoundthewaterquitecold--toocoldforhisliking.Sowhilethechildrenswamandplayedandsplashedwaterateachother,Wilburamusedhimselfinthemudalongtheedgeofthebrook,whereitwaswarmandmoistanddelightfullystickyandoozy.
Everydaywasahappyday,andeverynightwaspeaceful.
Wilburwaswhatfarmerscallaspringpig,whichsimplymeansthathewasborninspringtime.Whenhewasfiveweeksold,Mr.Arablesaidhewasnowbigenoughtosell,andwouldhavetobesold.Fernbrokedownandwept.Butherfatherwasfirmaboutit.Wilbur'sappetitehadincreased;hewasbeginningtoeatscrapsoffoodinadditiontomilk.Mr.Arablewasnotwillingtoprovideforhimanylonger.HehadalreadysoldWilbur'stenbrothersandsisters.
"He'sgottogo,Fern,"hesaid."Youhavehadyourfunraisingababypig,butWilburisnotababyanylongerandhehasgottobesold."
"CalluptheZuckerman’s,"suggestedMrs.ArabletoFern."YourUncleHomersometimesraisesapig.AndifWilburgoestheretolive,youcanwalkdowntheroadandvisithimasoftenasyoulike."
"HowmuchmoneyshouldIaskforhim?
"Fernwantedtoknow.
"Well,"saidherfather,"he'sarunt.TellyourUncleHomeryou'vegotapigyou'llsellforsixdollars,andseewhathesays."
Itwassoonarranged.FernphonedandgotherAuntEdith,andherAuntEdithholleredforUncleHomer,andUncleHomercameinfromthebarnandtalkedtoFern.Whenheheardthatthepricewasonlysix