The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1894-12-26
STORY Of AN EGG.
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IN Irus-ing Breeds.

Il see you had Christmas stories in
the Eagle this morning." said an hon.
est son of the Emerald Isle, as he took
a drop to wet his whistle yesterday af-
! ternoon.
After draining his glass, he smack
( ed his lips and bid a fellow boiler in
the western world "a very happy
Christmas to you and yours SIR with
salamm that would do credit TO the
grand vezier of the Sultan of Turkey
Il have a Christmas story sir, that
would make a novel" He then reIat-
| ed it as follows:
'.At midnight last night as the clock
was striking the hour there was a
knock at my door and / opened il. To
my surprise niece of mine, who lives
in Texas. and whom l have not seen
for thirty years, entered and fell on
my neck with joy. l did not know
who the woman was and was beside
myself with astonishment when she
told me who she was. She came I'M
expectedly on the Rock Island train
from the south. My surprise turned
to joy and l called my old woman
down stairs who was as surprised as
myself. We made a good fire and sat
down by it and talked about the old
home and Aunts Mary, Ellen, Kate
and Bridget, till the Cathedral bell
sohAoSd SliC Slad LII iStAldS
and called many of our people To the
mass"
"Uucle do you know what this day
is?"
Faith then 1 do WELL" replied. 1t
| is the day our Savior was born"
Don't it remind you Of any other
event" said she.
Il don't know says /.
Don't you remember that it is my
birthday"
II thought and thought and thought.
My mind ran back over many scenes
many strange scenes, too-and sure
enough / remembered IL was her birth
day
Yes" said he with a far away look
''and il was fifty years ago. My how
times have changed" said he as he
looked into the fine plate mirror of the
bar room and saw his white hairs.
That was long before you were born"
said he to the reporter and there is a
story connected with IL that calls to my
mind sad things. Let us take some
thing and if you are not in hurry III
tell you the story"
That's pretty good liquor, said he as
he laid his glass down and told the fol-
lowing story:
Fifty years ago was a boy in Ire
land. / was II years old then. Daniel
O'Connell was going through the coun-
try and stirring up the hearts OF our
people TO their rights which Were few
and their wrongs which were many. 1t
was a fine summer day and all my peo-
pie went TO one OF ais big meetings
and l was left at home TO mind the
COWS l followed them out in the pas,
ture land and while they were grazing
went up to the ruins Of the old house
before the new one was built fifty
years betore-the ruins OF that old
building where my forefathers lived
and died. There I sung ballads and
dreamt strange dreams about what
would do when / became man j
hoped I would be a great man like
O'Connell and II 1 would / would gath
CT all the people about me and then /
would show England that there was
usttle still in Ireland.
The crows and magpies were sweek-
ing and squalling on the tops Of the
ancient trees above me and being Of
that age when young philosophy first
begins TO assert itself began to specu-
late on things that / could not fatholn-
The process OF Matching an egg was
stu a mystery TO me and / thought
that IL had an effect on the kind and
character OF the fowl produced
knew that a mule came from a horse
and a donkey and / was eager 20 know
what a cross between a hen and a
maybe would be resolved 10 try IL
I went home, and getting a hens egg
! put II in magpie's nest II was near
~ dark when / returned with Il and
you bet was scared for the old ruins
were said TO be haunted Indeed J
heard my father and many oiher coed
men positively alisge that they saw
fairies and ghosts there and the priest
the good gray haired Father Sheehan
had :he reputation OF having seen old
Nick there one night as he was going
en- a sick call. ! believed everything
and did not tarry long
I waited very anxiOUsiy for the r.
lEired three weeks &c pass away and
fully expected 10 be the 6iscovercr OF
a new spices Of fowl. nice spec ksesi
blue and white hen When the three
weeks were W | went 70 the nest ard
found nothing but common every des-