Wonderful Hens

"Talking of hens," said the American visitor, "reminds me of an old hen that my father once had. She used to hatch out anything from tennis balls to lemons. One day she sat on a piece of ice and hatched out a liter of hot water."

"That’s nothing," said the Irishman. "I remember a hen that my mother once had. They had been feeding her by mistake on sawdust instead of oatmeal.

Well, she laid twelve eggs and sat on them, and when they hatched, eleven of the chickens had wooden legs, and the twelfth was a woodpecker!"