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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+