Now the wolf was very, very angry, and he thought and thought and finally thought of a plan to catch the little pig.
Coming to his house the next morning, he said, “Little pig, there is a fair in town this afternoon. Will you go?”
“Oh, yes,” replied Brownie. “I will be very glad to go. What time will you want me to be ready?”
“At three o’clock,” said the wolf.
But Brownie went off to the fair at one o’clock and bought a great big copper kettle. Alas! On the way home with the kettle, he saw the wolf coming up the hill.
Poor little Brownie. He didn’t know what to do. And then suddenly he jumped into the copper kettle and gave himself a push. And the kettle went rolling over and over, with the little pig in it.
When the wolf saw the kettle coming rolling toward him, he was so frightened that he turned and ran back home without going to the fair.
