"I heard my mamma saying the other day that she needed some
weight to keep the kitchen door from blowing shut. This stone will
be the very thing for her."
So over he ran to where he saw the thing that looked like a stone,
and he picked it up, no matter if it was cold. For there was frost
on the ground--white frost that made everything look as though a
little shower of snow had fallen--and everything was cold and
frozen.
Into the house ran Flop, the little piggie boy, carrying his black
stone, all streaked with yellow.
"Oh, see what I have found for you, mamma!" he exclaimed. "It will
keep the kitchen door from blowing shut."
"So it will," said his mamma. "What a kind boy you are." So she took
the stone and placed it where it would keep the kitchen door from
slamming, and going shut, and then she made a custard pie so that
Curly could have some when he came home from school.
Pretty soon the pie was done, and Flop was almost asleep in the nice
warm kitchen waiting for his piece.
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