Litchfield enquirer., 1829-04-16
Uncle 'Byah o,d the Wonderful Egg.
A TOUCH q TEE MARVELLOUS.

My Uncle 'Bijsh, an honest old soul as ever broke the wo'ld's bread, as the saying is, but a little gwen to cracking a joke when an opportunity offered, lived, and if his breath has ndt failed him, still lives in the town of B., Mass. Uncle 'BVah once boarded in the family of good, pi- ous old lady, little superstitious withal, who saw and interpreted every extraordi- nary appearance and occurrence, as some phenomena, given as an ominouS warning from heaven, to betoken the coming judg- ment of the Almighty, on the children of men for their iniquities. One morning ear- ly, as my Uncle was repairing to his place of business, he accidentally discovered a hens nest, containing goodly numbei of eggs. Immediately the odd thought struck him that he would make food of one of them, to feast the superstition of Aunt Charity. Accordingly he took some li- quor and wrote on the shell Woe, sooe to the inhabitants of B--' By expo sure to tho action of "a gentle heat, tho let- ters assumed the appearance of having been written with blood-the egg was again deposited where it was found. In the course of tho day, Aunt Charity also dis covered the nest; but judge her astonish- n,ent and consternation, on beholding the awful and fatal sentence! Her pious soul appealed to heaven, and offered a nasty. though fervent petition that she might not be involved iu the general calamity b. A. gain and again she perused with horror- stricken feelings the portentous sentence, till at length she mustered courage to re- move the sacred deposit from its resting place, and to bear it to the house for safe keeping. But its import was of too much consequence to be long concealed. Not doubting the Lord had adopted this meth- cd to communicate the tidings of his dis pleasure to the people ofthe town, the old lady considered herself as being appointed his herald, and remembering and dreading the fate of poor Jonah, she mounted hood and bonnet, and with the egg in her hand, as her indubitable divine authority, away she trudged on her important mission. By the time of her return home, tho whole town was in a state of agitation, and alarm --terror and consternation were visible in every countenance, and the Parson was requested to visit the house of Aunt Char ity, to examine the fatal egg, to explain its import, and give his advice on the mos mentous occasion. Accordingly the next morning, tho Parson, the Deacon, the Squire, and hundred other characters, great and small, were on the spot, and with all due solemnity the fatal relick was produced, and underwent formal sxami- nation, while the whole congregation wait- cd the issue in breashless and painful anxi- ety. Atleng.h the writing was pronounced to be the work of the Lord, and the only thing now necessary was, to devise means to avert the awful judgment threatened.
 At this solemn juncturc, my Uncle 'Bi- jak stepped up, and requested to sec the egg. It was handed him. The next question was, whether the Lord would not bc like to speU the words light. Granted unanimously. 'Well,' says my Uncle. 'this may bo the Lords handwriting, bu, he has not spel. the name of our town right This put new face on the affair -the fears of the people were relieved- the knowing ones hung their heads-Un- cle 'BVah laughed in his sleeve-and Aunt Charity found that the wonderful egg was as good for nut cakes as any one in the nest.-Genesal Intsligencer.