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Children's Stories of 1950s Ireland
by
Patrick Hughes
Contents
The Perfect Hiding Place
The Cannibal Chickens of IrelandDucks in a Pond
here !h here is "y Hurling Stick
ildbea# $oes to %#erica
These stories &ere &ritten in 199( and all e)ce*t for the last &ere *ublished+ ildbea# &as
ne,er sub#itted to a *ublisher because I had #y second by*ass in -o,e#ber that year( and &ent
on the .- Peacekee*ing "ission in %ngola /anuary 199+ hile there I &rote hu#an rights*lays for T and 2adio a#ong #any other *ro3ects that de#anded all of #y attention+
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The Perfect Hiding Place *ublished in Hodgepodge( &on the 199 riting for Children Contest S*onsored by
$oodin illia#s and $ood&in 6iterary %ssociates+
THE PERFECT HIDING PLACE
Thirty kids stood in the ,illage s7uare ready to *lay hide and seek or fo) and hounds as
&e called it+ I &as t&el,e and it &as #y first ti#e to *lay the fo)+ -o one kne& &hat I &as going
to do( not e,en #y sister( and I al&ays told her e,erything+
Surrounded by his *ack of 8hounds( big Harry Hogan taunted #e+ 8e:ll get you( too(
3ust like your brother+ Harry had ne,er been caught+ 8%re you ready; He shouted++
I ran u* the #ain road *ast the old courthouse+ !nce out of sight( I cli#bed o,er a &all
and doubled back through an orchard+ I took no notice of the ri*e *ears and a**les+ Soon I &as
in "r+ The fifteen
#inutes are u*+
% big cheer filled the s7uare( and the hounds &ere off+
I closed the door fir#ly( and cra&led through the darkness across the stra&?co,ered floor
of the loft to&ard the light+ 2eaching the edge of the loft I *ee*ed o,er+ @elo& #e the big
Hereford bull raised his head+ He had heard #e+
"r+
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that led to the barnyard+ His head s&ayed back and forth+ I stared at the flared nostrils( all #oist(
red and ugly fro# the ring that secured a hea,y chain+ I 7uietly &ithdre&+
Settling into a dark corner( I recalled ho& I had found this s*ecial *lace+ I &as &alking
through the yard one day and heard the loud cackle of the hen that had laid her egg in the loft+
She ca#e to the little door and fle& to the ground+ The thought #ade #e giggle( but then I heard
a dog bark+ It &as Harry Hogan:s %lsatian> He &as using Pete to track #e> I had often thro&n a
ball for hi#( but no& he &as barking outside #y lair+ He kne&> Hogan:s *ack ca#e to the gate+
Digging #y s*ecial #arble out of #y trouser *ocket I tossed it at the bull striking hi# in
the flank+ He began to t&ist and turn crashing his head against the iron gate+ The board tied to
his horns to di#inish his ,ision ga,e a loud crack+ 2aising his nose in the air( he released a dee*
sound that ended &ith an angry snort+ The dog barked e,en louder+ The bull roared again+ The
chickens ran fro# their nesting *laces+
8Co#e a&ay+ Co#e a&ay( Peggy Buinn called out( her ,oice filled &ith fear+
Then I heard "r+ $et a&ay fro# that cray bull>
Harry Hogan backed off+ 86et:s go e,erybody+ -o one &ould dare get in a stall &ith that
bull+
%s they #o,ed a&ay I heard the a&e in Peggy:s ,oice+ Did you see that big eye;
Soon there &as silence+
I began to rela) and ate so#e candy+ They caught #y brother three ti#es( I thought to
#yself+ !ne su##er he had cli#bed the highest oak tree+ -o& I kne& ho& Harry found hi#+
That dog *icked u* his trail+ I listened to the &ind as it lifted the branches on the trees and
brushed the dead lea,es along the gal,anied roof abo,e+ The bull &as 7uiet and #erely *a&ed
the cobblestones &ith his hoof+ There &as fresh hay in the feed bin+ It s#elled good+ I could hear
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little sounds in the stra&+ I fell aslee*+
aking u*( I heard the slo& s&ish of the bull:s tail+ The loft see#ed darker+ I cre*t o,er
to the little door and *ushed it o*en+ -ot a sound+ The sun &as setting+ It &as safe+ I 3u#*ed to
the soft earth belo&+
The kids( all but Harry that is &ere in the s7uare+ hen they sa& #e they cheered and
o*ened a corridor to let #e *ass through to #y house+
hen I &alked in the kitchen door "o# &as at the sto,e turning the eggs( 8I kne& you
&ouldn:t be late for su**er> She s*oke &ithout turning round+
I sat do&n 7uietly in #y chair+
8So( &here &ere you any&ay; she asked *utting a *late on the table+ 8Eour brother saysyou outfo)ed the# all+
8Hiding( I ans&ered( and she said no #ore+
THE CANNIBAL CHICKENS OF IRELAND
8I really #iss the fe& chickens around the house( Patrick( "o# said+ She had been
raised on a far#+
8ell( said #y to&nie father( 8Eou &on:t catch #e ste**ing around those dro**ings>
%ny chickens in this house &ill be on the table( roasted+
8I could hel* take care of the#( I said( kno&ing he &anted to kee* #e busy+
e ke*t u* the attack and finally Dad ca,ed in+
8%ll right( he said( checking the crease in his *ants+ 8@ut confine the# to the lo&er yard
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out back+
8Don:t &orry( Dad( I chi**ed in+ 8I:ll kee* the# under control+
8I al&ays &anted 2hode Island 2eds( "o# disclosed to #e on our &ay to the far#er:s
#arket+ Soon t&enty little chicks &ere chir*ing contentedly in a cardboard bo) on our &ay
ho#e+
8Patrick( don:t let the# near the kitchen door or #y &orksho*( Dad &arned #e+ 8Fee*
Ge# locked in the lo&er yard+
I fed the# &ell and soon( "o# &as collecting fresh bro&n eggs in the folds of her long
skirt+ Dad changed his tune about hens &hen those fresh eggs &ere siling in the *an+
"onths later( I noticed a chicken that &as *ecking feathers fro# another:s botto#+ I
re*orted the *eculiarity to "o#( our e)*ert in chicken affairs+
8-e,er heard of such a thing> she e)clai#ed+
$radually the &hole troo* took u* the *ractice( *ecking circles around e,ery hind 7uarter
&ith geo#etric *recision+ Stri**ed of their feather co,ers( the botto#s gre& ra& and bloodied+
8Its cannibalis#( "o# re*orted ha,ing consulted her sister+ 8ith no grass or
,egetables in the lo&er yard( they:,e beco#e cannibalistic+
8I:ll sol,e that *roble#( I said+ 8e ha,e *lenty of ,egetable scra*s in the garden+
Dad:s garden stretched out fro# the kitchen &indo& on one side of our house+ His
beanstalks( to#ato *lants( carrots( onions( cucu#bers( egg*lants and *otatoes &ere all arranged
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in neat ro&s+ I gre& cabbages and lettuce to #ake #oney for su##er ca#*ing and tri##ed
the# for the #arket+ To increase our su**ly of scra*s( I offered to tidy u* Dad:s section of the
garden+ He did not ob3ect+ He liked his garden shi*sha*e( and the eggs continued to be tasty no
#atter ho& those botto#s looked+
!ne #orning( "o# and I &ere gathering cabbage lea,es in the garden &hen &e sa& the
chickens *ass us by to ra#ble do&n the terrace &alk clucking( cackling and ga&king at their
strange surroundings+ .nfortunately the ,eggie change in their diet had not #ade a difference in
their a**earance+
G!h( no( #y #other #oaned+ 8The coal#an #ust ha,e left all the doors o*en &hen he
#ade that deli,ery+
!ne by one the bare?botto#ed &retches strutted along by the garden+ They &ere headed
for the #ain road>
86et:s get the#( I yelled+
8ait( "o# called out+ 8I don:t &ant anyone to kno& I e,er had anything to do &ith
such creatures+ They:re a disgrace to us all+
The 2hode Island 2eds *araded on( occasionally e)*osing the#sel,es e,en #ore
arrogantly as they bent do&n to *eck at &eeds or grass along the &ay+
Then I sa& the lace curtain #o,e in the front &indo& of the house across the #ain road
fro# our terrace &alk+
8e:re in trouble( I hissed+ 8It:s the 2ed Dooley>
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"rs+ Dooley had fla#ing red hair and a *enchant for &atching all the co#ings and goings
of her neighbors+ The lace curtain &ould fall into *lace &hen she finished her 8obser,ation and
analysis of the situation as Dad used to say+ This ti#e( she ca#e flying out( ar#s outstretched
to block the leading chicken+ "o# and I bolted for the house and got a full ,ie& of the s*ectacle
fro# the kitchen &indo&+
The 2ed Dooley &as triu#*hant> She herded the flock of &retched birds( controlling
e,en the #ost unruly that #ight other&ise ha,e esca*ed into Dad:s garden+
8She can:t kno& they:re ours> "o# said ho*efully+ 8She #ay think they belong to
so#eone further u* the terrace+
@ut the 2ed Dooley had her facts straight and shooed the# straight into our hall&ay+
8"rs+ Hayes> She called out+ 8I brought back your chickens+
8$o> $o to her( "o# ordered( holding her hands o,er her ears+
The 2ed Dooley blocked their retreat to the street( &hile I dro,e the ragged lot out the
back door( shutting it behind the#+
8Thanks( "rs+ Dooley( I called out( gi,ing her #y best s#ile and a &a,e+
It &as no good+
The 2ed Dooley stood her ground in the front door e)*ecting to be in,ited in for a cu* of
tea( &hich &ould gi,e her a first look at our inner sanctuary+ I &alked out to her and *ointedly
*ut a hand on the door+
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8"o#:s a little sick today( I lied+ 8She:s aslee* right no&+ Thanks for sa,ing the
chickens though+
2eluctantly( the 2ed Dooley retraced her ste*s do&n to her house( glancing o,er a
shoulder no& and then+
8$et rid of the#( "o# said &hen I got back to the kitchen+ 8I don:t care ho&+
8e could roast the#( I suggested+ 8Though t&enty chickens see#s a lot+
8-o( no+ I:# going to lie do&n+ I don:t &ant to see the# &hen I get u*+
!ne by one( I took the #iserable creatures into Dad:s &orksho* and choked the#+ The
bodies *iled u* on the bench as I carried out #y gri# task+
hat a &aste( I thought+ There:s nothing &rong &ith these chickens+ !F( so they ate
feathers+ That:s no cri#e+ Their eggs re#ained tasty+ These birds &ere *lu#*( too( &ith all that
feeding I did+ hy not sell the#; %fter all( I thought( they:,e done #ost the *re*aration+ Their
already half *lucked>
The 3ob co#*leted( I thought they looked 3ust *erfect for the dinner table+ I took the# to
"r+ @utler &ho ran the fo&l stall at the #arket+
8They:re great chickens( lad( he said &ith a &ink( thinking he had fooled #e into selling
chea*+
%rri,ing ho#e( I tucked the cash into #y ca#*ing *iggy bank+ I &as already looking
for&ard to a &eek in the #ountains+
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Dad laughed &hen I told hi# &hat ha**ened+ 8Patrick( I thought you &ere going to kee*
those chickens under control( he said+ 8@ut then( it:s an ill &ind that blo&s nobody good+ %nd
you #ade out real good in the end+
Poor "o#> She ne,er drea#t I:d sell those 8diseased &retches as she no& referred to
her *recious 2hode Island 2eds+ Dad said ha**ily( as &e
dro,e along the road by the #ountain to #y aunt:s far#+ 8It:s not far no&+
8Eou and your duck eggs( I re*lied &ith a grin+ 8"o# said her duck eggs lured you into
#arriage+ "aybe you:ll #arry %unt "ary no& that "o# is no longer in charge of the ducks+
8%nd di,orce your "o#( Dad laughed+ 8-o &ay( Patrick+ @ut I &ill let your %unt
"ary boil a fe& eggs before I lea,e tonight+
e turned into the long dri,e&ay flanked by leafy laurels+
8There he is( I yelled+ 8That:s Sa#( the shee* dog I trained last su##er>
hen I 3u#*ed out of the car( Sa# ca#e bouncing to&ard #e+ He rose u* to rest his
*a&s on #y shoulders( and licked #y face+
8elco#e Patrick> %unt "ary &as standing at the front door( a black kitten *ee*ing
out fro# behind her legs+ 8Sa#:s going to en3oy this ,acation as #uch as yourself+
8!h %unt "ary( I:# so e)cited( I said and ga,e her a big hug+
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8I bet you kno& &hat I &ant before I lea,e this e,ening> Dad chi**ed in as &e entered
the kitchen+
8I:# sorry /oe( but the bro&n ducks died of so#e disease( %unt "ary ans&ered sadly+
8I bought a score of &hite ducklings to re*lace the#+ They:re a right bunch of scally&ags+
$adding about all day( they ha,e no ti#e to lay eggs>
8!h &ell> Dad sighed his disa**oint#ent+ He had talked of nothing but duck eggs for
days+
They began to chat about this and that( but I &as not listening+ Instead( I thu#bed
through .ncle /ohnny:s collection of The
Sa# &aited *atiently by #y side &hile I read the scientific #ethod to be a**lied+ The
kitten ca#e *urring by( rubbed against #y leg( and then #ade Sa# into a scratching *ost(
dragging her nails through his long beige hair+
8%unt "ary( read this> I &as so e)cited that I broke in on Dad:s story+ 8The three D:s
??? disci*line( diet and detention ??? that:s &hat your ducks need+
8!h( I couldn:t lock the# u* in that stone house all su##er+
8@ut %unt "ary( I reasoned+ 8.ncle /ohnny( $od rest hi#( al&ays belie,ed in scientific
far#ing+ Ho& about a co#*ro#ise( for his sake;+ I:ll take the ducks to the *ond for an hour
e,ery #orning and e,ening+
8Ho& do you intend to get a score of rogue ducks out of that big *ond; Dad asked(
laughing+
8Sa#( I re*lied+ 8Eou sa& hi# at &ork %unt "ary+ !n a &et day I'd set hi# on to
those t&o geese out there and ha,e hi# try to #aneu,er the# in the kitchen door &ith us inside+
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!F( that &as i#*ossible( but he and I can handle those ducks+ %nd that's for sure+
=arly ne)t #orning( %unt "ary &ent for the s*ecial feed reco##ended in the 3ournal+
I o*ened the duck house door and let in the sunlight+ Their &hite *lu#age bristled as the
sca#*s *re*ared to i* out+
8Eou ha,e to learn &ho:s boss right a&ay( I said sternly( &agging a finger at the#+
8Sit( I ordered( and Sa# *arked hi#self in the door&ay+ They eyed hi# briefly and
backed off( t&itching their fluffy tails+
% short &histle sent Sa# across the court yard to block off the orchard( one of their
fa,orite snacking s*ots+ I co,ered the entrance to the bull:s field+ The ducks filed out looking
e,ery &hich &ay( but they had only one choice+ They toddled u* the cobblestone *assage by the
stables at the back of the far#house+
I *ointed to the to* of the hill( and Sa# &ent slinking *ast the ducks to barricade the
entrance to the barn?yard+ %unt "ary said the rascals lo,ed the #uddy *uddles and tidbits of
corn around the barn+
The long &hite line ,eered right( and the ducks &addled and 7uacked their &ay do&n the
stony hill+ They do,e into the *ond i##ediately( s*reading out in e,ery direction+ % fe&
re#ained ti**ing and dabbling by the edge+ !ne darted at a ri,al( sna**ing and s*lashing
,igorously+ "ost cut a trail into the dee* &ater( dunking their flat bills do&n under+ % loner
s&a# slo&ly out+ Her head tilted to one side( she &atched #e &ith a &icked left eye+
Three reached the far end of the *ond and disa**eared into a #ound co,ered &ith tall
grass and reeds+ -ot to &orry( I thought+ They &on:t dare take off into the &oods+
Then I s*otted the real danger+ "ore than ten ducks &ere already cli#bing o,er the
granite stones of a broken?do&n &all along the left side of the *ond( bent on esca*ing into the
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o,ergro&n disused orchard beyond> ith no *aths( and only bra#bles and thorny shrubbery
e,ery&here( neither I nor Sa# could go in after the#+
8Sa#( I called( *ointing to the ducks+ He 3u#*ed on the &all and raced o,er the grey
stones( cutting off the leaders+ The &ould?be truant gang slid back into the &ater+
Taking u* a central *osition o**osite Sa#( I &histled to get his attention( and &a,ed #y
ele,ated hand right and left+ Sa# had not forgotten his lessons( and &alked back and forth along
the &all( ears back( nose *ointed do&n&ards at the ducks+ They &atched hi# for so#e ti#e( and
then took off in different directions+ Sa# continued his stalking gait( a *ink tongue hanging out
the side of his #outh+
2ela)( I said to #yself as the &ater ri**led in the #orning breee and la**ed against the
shore+ Their anarchy is at an end> I can:t &ait to see Dad:s face &hen I bring ho#e a basket of
duck eggs+
I ga,e the# the hour( but not one second #ore+ 8Ti#e u*( I yelled triu#*hantly across
the &ater+
Pointing to the ducks in the reeds( a &histle sent Sa# cantering to the far end of the &all+
He ho**ed do&n behind the#+ The startled ducklings e#erged fro# their co,er( and Sa#
follo&ed the# into the &ater+ He &orked the ducks as he &ould shee* or cattle( s&i##ing to
and fro to kee* the# #o,ing for&ard( ni**ing at the heels of the #ost rebellious+
I &alked along the edge in unison( shooing on those that had re#ained by the #uddy
shoreline+ % fe& ducks tried to outflank Sa#( others thought of sli**ing o,er the &all( but he
headed the# off in ti#e+ Soon( Sa# had those unruly ,agabonds huddled together as he stood
behind the# like he &ould gather shee* on the #ountain+ % short &histle and he had the#
shuffling u* the hill+
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8$ood boy( Sa#( I said( rubbing his ears+ 8%unt "ary is going to be so ha**y &hen I
tell her ho& you out&itted these ducks+
Then I realied #y #istake+ The tra#*s had *icked u* s*eed and &ere racing into the
far#yard+ I had forgotten to send Sa# ahead+
The ecstatic truants scattered out( charging to&ard the co&?shed and barn( darting into
the *ig *ens( ducking under thorny bushes+
I &as done for+
8To#orro& is another day( %unt "ary consoled #e &hen I told her &hat had ha**ened+
8The i#*ortant thing is this+ e no& kno& that you can #anage those ducks+
8Eou're right+ I hadn:t thought of that>
S#iling( I *ulled a ball out of #y *ocket+ Sa# raised his ha**y?dog face( 3u#*ing to and
fro in antici*ation of the chase across the kitchen+
%unt "ary &as *ro,ed correct+ Sa# and I got our routine do&n *at in a cou*le of days+
The ducks &ere gi,en their freedo# and then( back to the duck?house for scientific grub>
% &eek later I checked for eggs in the fresh stra& I had stre&n all o,er the stone floor+
@ut days of &aiting turned into &eeks( and #y ,acation ca#e to an end &ithout an egg to sho&
for all our &ork+
8%unt "ary( I:# not going to gi,e u* yet( I said+ 8School does not reo*en for a &eek+
I:ll call ho#e+ "o# &on:t #ind if I stay+ Please>
"o# laughed so #uch &hen I re?counted #y e)*loits+ 8Eou:re ne,er short of a fancy
idea( Patrick( she said+ 8$o ahead( stick &ith it+
Three days later( I found fi,e big blue duck eggs in the hay> -aturally( it &as Dad &ho
dro,e do&n to *ick #e u*>
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WHERE OH WHERE IS MY HURLEY STICK?
They all &ent sho**ing after lunch+
"y birthday's to#orro&+ This is their last chance to buy #e a hurley stick+
I told the# t&enty ti#es that #ine &as broke+
That rat( /ohnny Dee is out *racticing e,ery day for the cha#*ionshi*+
Hey+ There:s the car+
-oooo+ It can't be+ They:re e#*ty handed+
hat:s that s#irk doing on big bro:s face;
They:,e hidden it+ @ut &here;
8Hi Patrick( "o# says( entering the kitchen behind the rest+
8Did ye buy anything; I ask ho*efully+
8I got a co#b( Sis offers+
8%nd;
8That:s all( she re*lies( dashing off to her roo#+
They:re gone fro# the kitchen+
I grab the keys and dash to the car+
In the back seat; In the front seat; .nder the seats; The trunk;
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-othing+
I *ut the keys back on the hook+
I hear "ike:s guffa& in the li,ing roo#+ hat:s Dad saying;
Think+ "aybe they left it outside the house+ I'd ne,er find it there+
6et the# see #e go do&nto&n+ $i,e the# a chance to hide the stick indoors+
I &alk noisily through the hall and bang the front door behind #e+
$oing u* the hill( I hear the clash of ash sticks in the school yard+ /ohnny Dee *racticing
&ith his big brother+
I run ho#e in the rain+
There all at the dinner table+
8Ha,e to go to the bathroo#( I shout( and close the door( but I a# not inside the
bathroo#+ I ti*toe to Sis:s roo# and lift the #attress+ Dig through her *ile of cuddlys on the
bed+ Take a look underneath+ Peek into her closet+ -othing+
8Dinner is getting cold( Dad calls out+
Is "ike laughing again;
I slide into the bathroo#( and *ull the chain+
I eat e,erything on the table( e,en the horrible cabbage+
I &ash the dishes+
Did "o# gi,e a little snicker;
I sli* u* the back stairs+ Darn it+ Sis is reading on her bed( the door o*en+ I can:t get
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*ast her to the other roo#s+
I cree* do&n the front stairs+ Dad:s &atching T in the li,ing roo#+ "o# and "ike
are batting a table tennis ball in the base#ent+
@ehind the *iano in the dining roo#; @ehind the kitchen sto,e; @ehind the skirting
board at the base of the cabinets+ ero+ I scout behind the bottles on the counterto*+ ilch+
There goes Sis do&n the front stairs+
-o&+
.* the back stairs+ The #aster bedroo#+ -othing+
I slide into bro:s den+ I o*en his big gy# bag+ Phe&+ I *ush a hand do&n dee* through
s&eaty yuckies+ I lift dirty clothes off the floor+ -ada+ I dig under a *ile of thingies in the
closet+ Eikes( it s#ells in here+
"aybe they ne,er bought #y hurley;
-o+ It has to be in the base#ent+ I hear a shar* *o* as "o# belts the ball o,er the net+
8hoo*ee( she yells+ 8T&enty one+
Here they co#e u* the rickety stairs+
I glide *ast the# as they &alk into the kitchen+
I *ull back the large ugly can,as *ainting Dad brought ho#e fro# so#e&here+
I look behind the refrigerator( behind the &ashing #achine( behind the dryer+ @ehind
Dad:s &ork bench+
-othing+
Ti#e for bed( Patrick+
8!F "o#( I s*utter through #y teeth+
as that a laugh; Sis giggling;
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It's here( so#e*lace+
ithout a &ord( I &alk by "o# to race u* to #y bedroo# on the third floor+
They:d ne,er hide it here; .nder the #attress; .nder the bed; I *robe the dee*
recesses of the tall oak storage cu*board Dad bought at an auction+
6ightening streaks by #y &indo&+ Thunder boo#s+ 6ights flicker a fe& ti#es and then(
darkness+
I thro& #yself on the bed+ I hate the# all+ =s*ecially "o#+ She kno&s ho& #uch I
&ant that stick+
I fall aslee*+
I &ake u*( and there she is>
"o#'s screa#ing( standing on a chair( a candle in one hand( sla**ing at her head &ith the
other+ Hair siling( crackling+ !n fire+
/u#*ing u*( I *ull a blanket off the bed to thro& it o,er her head+ The candle clatters
across the &ooden floor+
8ere you burned "o#; I ask( *icking u* the candle+
She *okes her head out fro# under the blanket+
8/ust singed+
% shee*ish grin s*reads o,er her candlelit face+
8hat on earth &ere you doing standing on that chair "o#;
8I &as getting your *resents on to* of the cu*board( and #ust ha,e leaned too close to
the fla#e+
8Eou #ight ha,e died+ The house could ha,e caught fire+
8Eour sister told us you &ere going crackers( that you didn:t trust us to get a stick for the
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cha#*ionshi* final+ "ike said &e had to teach our doubting Tho#as a lesson+ I bought your
hurley o,er a &eek ago( and Dad said to *ut it u* here+
8hat a lark you guy:s had+ I:,e been such a fool( and you could ha,e been hurt+
8It &as #ean of us( she a*ologies+
e hug+ "y eyes sting+ Ho& could I ha,e said that I hate her+
8%re there bald s*ots( like Dad; she asks( touching her hair+
8The fire brigade got here 3ust in ti#e+
I ste* onto the chair to reach o,er the to* of the &ardrobe and stick #y hand dee* into the
hollo&+
"y fingers close around the long s#ooth ash stick+
WILDBEAM GOES TO AMERICA
8Did you e,er hear of a CluricJun in %#erica; "r+ Harris asked his guest( &ho had
co#e all the &ay fro# -e& /ersey to Cork city+ 8These are a s*ecial kind of fairy+ They hide in
the #anor houses of the rich+ "ake #erry all night long+ orse+ They are de,ilish tricksters+
"r+ /ohnson( a &ine #erchant( laughed+ 8Eou:re 3ust trying to s*ook #e into gi,ing you
a better deal+
8-o( no+ "r+ Harris *rotested+ 8"y CluricJun( ildbea# is the na#e li,es in the
cellar+ He's su**osed to *rotect #y &ine stock fro# thie,es+
8Eou *ay this rascal; "r+ /ohnson in7uired+
8He eats and drinks #ore than he:s &orth( "r+ Harris scoffed+ @ut I can:t get hi# out
of the house &ithout bringing the CluricJun:s curse on #y head+
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8"aster( are you all finished dinner; The cook asked( interru*ting their con,ersation+
8Ees "olly( "r+ Harris re*lied+ 8@ring us brandy( and &hen you:re in the cellar be sure
to feed ildbea#+
That gluttonous ildbea# &on:t be ha**y &ith these bits of herring and cold *otato(
"olly #u#bled to herself as she descended the stone ste*s+
The CluricJun fairy &as slouched ato* a &ine casket( legs hanging by the sides+
8%slee* is it+ Eou drunkard( "olly s*at+ She took a si* fro# his &hiskey 3ar and *ut the
*late on the ground+ 8Don:t &ant to be around &hen he sees that dinner( she #uttered( grabbing
three bottles of brandy and #aking her esca*e+
ildbea# &oke u* at #idnight+
8hat:s this; he roared looking at the *late+ He raced to "olly:s roo#( dragged her
fro# the bed by the heels( and *ulled her do&n the stairs+ ith each knock of her head against
the stone ste*s( ildbea# &ould shout out ??
G"olly /ones ?? "olly /ones ??
Potato skins and herring bones>I:ll knock your head against the
stones>
"olly /ones ?? "olly /ones: ??
"r+ Harris and his guest staggered into the hall&ay( ga*ing at the s*ectacle+
8That does it( ildbea#( "r+ Harris said through his teeth+ 8I:# told on good authority(
that if I #o,e to another house( *utting running &ater bet&een #yself and a CluricJun( I can be
rid of you+ ell hear this( I:ll *ut the &hole %tlantic !cean bet&een us>
hen "olly reco,ered( they boarded a shi* and sailed a&ay to %#ericay+ -either
noticed the sto&a&ay>
ildbea# had *ulled the cork fro# a &hiskey 3ar and eased his si)?inch fra#e do&n( feet
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first+ He sli**ed a&ay Gtil his feet touched the botto#+ He &as u* to the neck in Irish &hiskey>
I:ll be the first CluricJun to set foot on %#erican soil( ildbea# said to hi#self+
They arri,ed at "r+ /ohnson:s ho#e at sundo&n( 3ust in ti#e for Hallo&een>
8This is #y son( Paul( "r+ /ohnson greeted his friend 8He:s ten( and a bit of a
scally&ag like your ildbea#+
8Don:t #ention that na#e( "r+ Harris groaned+ 8It:s been great &ithout hi# around+
ildbea# *ee*ed out of his e#*ty 3ar> ell look at that( he said to hi#self &hen he sa&
Paul( dressed u* as a ,a#*ire+
Soon Paul:s friends arri,ed+ ildbea# follo&ed along as they #ade their &ay do&n the
dark street+ This is #y kind of ga#e( he thought gleefully+
8Trick or treat( they yelled at e,ery door+
He &as a#aed &hen they didn:t *lay a trick on the skinflints &ho ga,e the# nothing+
They:re #issing the fun *art( he #uttered to hi#self angrily+ They're all treat and no trick+
They had co#e to a dark house+
8There:s no one here( Paul said( #o,ing on+
@ut ildbea# could see a &o#an *eering out fro# one side of the curtain+ I:ll teach her
not to turn off the lights( he thought+
The back door &as o*en( and there &as a bottle of brandy on the kitchen table+ He
sneaked into the front roo#+
There she &as( si**ing a&ay in the dark+
ildbea# took t&ine fro# his red *urse and tied one end around a ,ase full of flo&ers(
the other to the leg of a chair+ She's sure to tri* o,er this( he thought( a &ide &icked grin s*read
across his face+ He ran back through the kitchen( snatching the brandy bottle on his &ay out+
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Soon he heard the &o#an screa#( then a loud crash( and ski**ed off do&n the dri,e&ay+
ildbea# caught u* to the kids as they &ere knocking on a big oak door+
8Hello "r+ "ur*hy( Paul said+ 8"r+ Harris arri,ed today+
8$reat( "r+ "ur*hy re*lied+ 8I need his ad,ice right a&ay+
8hat:s u*; Paul in7uired+
86ast tri* to Ireland( I brought back a CluricJun lass that had no&here to go &hen 6ord
Dunsinay:s #ansion burned do&n+
8Can I see her; Paul asked+
8-ot this one> hat a #istake I #ade+ She:s either &ailing like a banshee in #y cellar
or breaking e,erything in the house+ 6onely( she says+
8I:ll sol,e your *roble#( ildbea# *i*ed u* cheerfully( ste**ing out in front of Paul+
8Cool( a boy &his*ered &hen he sa& the fairy trot u* to the *orch+
8%nd &ho are you; "r+ "ur*hy asked+
8ildbea#:s the na#e( Sir+ %t your ser,ice+ The fairy doffed his hat and bo&ed al#ost
to the ground+ 8%llo& #e to s*eak to the young lady+
"r+ "ur*hy ste**ed aside+
8Princess( I:# delighted to #ake your ac7uaintance( ildbea# greeted the fairy girl
lying on her bed+
The blotched face lit u* at the sight of her o&n kind+ She ran to e#brace and kiss
ildbea#+ 86et:s celebrate( she shouted+
8Hold your horses( "r+ "ur*hy yelled at the door+ 8Eou can celebrate &hen you:re
gone fro# this house>
8%ccording to CluricJun la&( ildbea# said softly( 8I:# obliged to #arry this young
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lady no& that she has seen #e+ %nd you Sir( ha,e no choice but to take #e in or suffer the curse
of a CluricJun+
8!h no( "r+ "ur*hy #oaned+ Ho&e,er being a keen business#an &ho could think on
his feet he soon thought of a &ay to best the #ischie,ous fairy+ 86isten here( young #an+ If I
ha,e to take you in( you t&o in turn &ill ha,e to li,e by %#erican rules+
8%nd &hat do you #ean by that( Sir; ildbea# asked belligerently+
8Eou can:t slee* all day and drink #y &hiskey all night in this country+ Eou:ll &ork for
your kee* and buy your o&n booe like the rest of us+
8Then &e:ll not stay in this house( ildbea# res*onded( taking the girl by the hand+
8e #ay be in %#erica( but &e:re CluricJuns+ ork is absolutely out of the 7uestion+
The cou*le #arched out the door+
8Don:t &orry girl( &e:ll ne,er be short of a dollar &hile I ha,e #y red *urse+ ildbea#
said( taking it out of his *ocket+ Digging in &ith t&o fingers he *ulled out a large coin+ 8See this
sil,er *iece+ % CluricJun can s*end it( and right a&ay there &ill be another to re*lace it in his
*urse+ So &e can in,est the sa#e coin o,er and o,er again in this land of o**ortunity( and &e:ll
be rich in no ti#e+
8Eou kno& ildbea#( she nudged hi# &ith her elbo&+ 8I too ha,e a little red *urse+ In
%#erica &o#en are e7ual to the #en+
8Then by god( &e:ll be doubly rich( he re*lied( gi,ing her &aist a s7ueee+