Rensselaer Republican, Volume 22, Number 19, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 9 January 1890 — HIS SAW THE FUN. [ARTICLE]

HIS SAW THE FUN.

How Wlokwfre Didn’t Perform a Simple Little Trick. To mak* an egg stand on end without breaking the shell, place a small looking glass level on the table, face upward ; take a fresh egg, shake it violently so that the white and. yolk mix, then place it upon the p <at and *.t will stand in equilibrium. This was a newspaper clipping young Wickwire read in an evening paper. A few days after that he was invited to a little private party ata friend’s, and Wickwire was always called upon to help entertain any crowd he might be in. That evening after the spirits of the party began to flag a little, Mr. Wickwire was called on to give a little exhibition of his parlor magic. After a suitable amount cf hesitancy he announced that he had an entirely new and novel trick that he was about to produce for the first time. At this everyone applauded, for they were ail heartily tired of the old tricks. “Will you please get me an egg and a small mirror?” «ked Mr. Wiekwiro of the hostess. “Certainly” was the reply. When Mie-hostess demanded an egg of the girl in the kitchen, she found that there ..was. not one about- the "house; so girl was sent over to the After one. Then he took the egg, held it up where all could see it, made r few mysterious passes and jumbles a*d began shaking it. After thought he held shaken it up eu. 'teh ba stood it on its point oh the mirror, bat for some mysterious reason the egg toppled over. Then his audience giggled and some one was rude enough to ask if that was his new trick and if he thought it all out himself. That made Wickwire a little hot, he said some one must have been shaking the table ; nevertheless, he thought best to take up the egg and ♦hake it again. Wickwire had about concluded that this egg must “be an abnormal monstrosity of some kind, but out of sheer desperation he grabbed it for another ♦hake. ‘ He has te shake it three times for tyck,” whispered some one audibly, and in the agony of despair, live a more desperate shake than ver. The final shako-settled it. The secret was out—and so was the . Verdone egg juice. The shaking up had generated enough gas, aided by Viekwire's hands, to. break the shell to smithereens. The fluid ran down .over Mr. WickTire’s person and over his full-bosom-ed shirt front in a way hat made him ook like a bilious Mikado. The agg also made its presence felt tn another way, that made ail the visitors we ry and want to go home without Hopping to t ike any refreshments. The majority of them did not start nto the gloaming to revel in the fresh %ir of the front yard, but they did get tut quick enough to see the neighbor’s imall boy go streaking over the fence !rotn his hiding place under the winlow. The small boy had merely loanid the servant girl the only ripe egg in- the house, and had. followed along After to see the fun. He saw it Peck’s Bun.