Indiana Corn

It was a wide river, with many great curves in it, and in one of these there lived a large number of wild pigs. Nobody could remember how they had got there, but they managed to live through floods, fires, ice and attacks by hunter.
Then one day a stranger come to the nearest village and asked where he could find the wild pigs. Somebody told him, and he went off. He had no weapons with him, and the village people wondered what he was going to do with the pigs.
When he came back a few months later and said that he had caught all the pigs, the villagers were still more surprised, but some of the man agreed to go with him when he asked for help in bringing the pigs out. They wanted to see whether he was telling the truth.

They soon discovered that he was. All the pigs were inside an enclosure which had a fence round it and a gate in one of its sides.
‘How did you do it?’ they asked the stranger.
‘Well, it was quit easy really,’ he answered. ‘I began by putting out some Indiana corn. At first, they would not touch it, but after a few weeks, some of the younger pigs began to run out of the bushes, take some of the corn quickly, and then return back. Soon all the pigs were eating the corn I put out. Then I began to build a fence round the corn. At first it was very low, but gradually I build it higher and higher without frightening the pigs away. When I saw that they were waiting for me to bring the corn each day instead of going and searching for their own food as they had done in the past, I build a gate in my fence and shut it one day while they were all eating inside the enclosure. I can catch any animal in the world in the same way if I can get into the habit of depending on me for its food.’