Although technically perhaps not fitting the true definition, this story can come close to being called folklore. The feature, as written by Minnie E. Porter in the June 1919 issue of "Junior Soldiers of the Soil," the monthly magazine published by E. T. Meredith and Successful Farming "as a service for Farm Boys and Girls and the Federal Club Work," documents the story that had been passed from word of mouth throughout the township of Dover, the entire Tuscarawas County and many points beyond. Major segments of the story are being related here:

On a still Sunday morning in late Summer, the children were gathered for Sunday school at the little country church of Ruslin Hills, near Dover, Ohio. All ready for his Sunday school lesson Henry Maurer joined the little group. All at once Henry heard a familiar grunt outside and he knew well enough what it meant. Henry's pig had followed him to Sunday school.

But a moment and all was confusion in that quiet church yard. The children flocked around that pig and all thought of that Sunday school lesson was forgotten in the excitement. The pig did not mind it at all. He seemed quite content to have so much fuss made over him. But for Henry it seemed different. He must take the pig home, the teacher said, and the pig wouldn't go. It was some distance across the fields to his home. Henry coaxed and the children shouted and the pig wouldn't go. Finally Henry walked away for some distance. The pig suddenly missed him. When the pig caught sight of Henry in the field, away he went.

The story of the pig that went to Sunday school spread from one end of the county to the other. Henry's pig became the best known pig club pig in all the country 'round.

From the time that it was brought home to Henry, this pig received the best care and every attention. Henry's father is known among the farmers of the region as a man who knows how to feed. Henry's feeding methods were the result of his father's advice as well as his instructions from the university. This Sunday school pig, so round and sleek, was fed on milk with a small quantity of middlings mixed with it, from the time that it was brought to the farm. The amount of milk was increased until the pig had one quart three times a day. Henry was watching his cost. To the milk and middlings he added in increasing amounts some chop made from oats and corn ground together. As the chop was mixed with the milk Henry was quite carful to see that all the feed was consumed by his pig and not one bit wasted. Very little corn was fed until the last days before th exhibition at the fair. The pig roamed about the farm and had his choice of pastures all summer long.

One other factor in the happy life of this Sunday school pig on the Maurer farm was his regular bath, which usually came on wash day. The pig made some objections at first but grew to like it. He even knew that wash day came the day after Sunday school... When the club pigs were exhibited at the fair, Henry's pig attracted considerable attention. "Where is the pig that went to Sunday school?" was the query heard again and again as visitors from all parts of the county filed thru the exhibit. When the judges made their report it was found that the Sunday school pig had won second prize with a score of 92.3, a very close second to the winner of first place with 93 as the score. Henry was a proud boy, for his prize was to be a trip to Farmers' Week at the university...

It was just a short time before Farmers' Week at the university that Henry's father appeared at the office of the Farm Bureau with the announcement that, as he had been summoned on the jury, Henry would not be able to leave home to go on the prize trip. Henry's only brother was in the service and there would be no one at home to do the feeding and the chores for the mother.

As the county club leader was leaving the office one day with this message, the juryman Maurer appeared on the street just as the jury was adjourned for dinner. "What is to be done about Henry?" the club leader inquired. "Nothing at all," replied the father, "unless you can get me excused from the jury. Judge Mitchell can do it and he's up there now." And the father pointed knowingly to the windows of the jury room in the court house. It took but a few minutes for the club leader to lay the case of Henry and his pig before the grave and dignified judge, whose kindly eyes reflected a heart filled with human sympathy. "Have you not heard about the pig that went to Sunday school?" "Oh, yes," replied the judge," everybody in the county knows about that pig." And when the club leader had finished with an eloquent plea for Henry and his pig, the judge announced his decision with great dignity. "The pig that went to Sunday school must be represented at Farmers' Week and Henry shall go to the university. His father is excused from the jury for one week."

And Henry went. This trip opened Henry's eyes wide. It was his first trip away from home by himself and the longest journey he had ever made on the train. At the university Henry was known as the boy whose pig went to Sunday school. And there wasn't anything that Henry missed in the entire week. A happier boy could not have been found than Henry, when it was all over and he was ready to take the train for home. His big brown eyes looked so very much larger. It seemed that if he should ever close them he might forget something that he had seen.