Mikaleen and the Stone Soup

Mikaleen would recite poems, some of which he had made up himself.  Then he would play a few tunes on his tin whistle.  This made the people very happy and they would always give him a good meal. If it was getting dark, they would ask him to stay the night. They always gave him some money.

One day Mikaleen called at the home of Owen and his new wife Norah.  They had a nice house and a fine farm with cows, hens, ducks and lots of geese.  They never kept pigs. A pig had caused a lot of trouble to Owen when he was a single man and he never bothered with them after that.

Owen and Norah were starting to sit down to eat their dinner, and they immediately asked Mikaleen to join them.  Mikaleen told them the all the news, recited a poem and sang a few songs.  He also played some lovely tunes on his tin whistle.  Owen gave him a shilling.

Mikaleen said: ‘I want nothing but a little water.  I have a magic soup stone.  If I put it in water, it will make the loveliest soup you have ever tasted.’

The woman then opened the door.  Her husband stood beside her.

‘Show us this magic stone’ they said, ‘and let us see how it works.’

Mikaleen stepped inside.  He took out the stone from his pocket and told the Meaneys to put more wood on the fire.  He asked them to put water into a saucepan and to heat it.

‘This is the magic soup stone,’ he said as he dropped it into the saucepan.  ‘We will have nice soup very soon.’

While the Meaneys watched him, the water began to heat up.  Mikaleen tasted a spoonful of it.

‘It needs some pepper and salt,’ he declared.

Mrs Meaney gave him some pepper and salt and he put them into the water.

Mikaleen tasted the water again.

‘It needs meat,’ he said. ‘Have you any beef or mutton?’

Mrs Meaney gave Mikaleen slices of beef and mutton and he threw them into the saucepan.

Mikaleen tasted the water again.

‘It needs onions, carrots and potatoes,’ he said.

When Mrs Meaney gave him these, he added them to the soup.

‘It’s ready now,’ said Mikaleen, ‘put three soup bowls on the table.’

Mikaleen poured the soup into the bowls and the three of them sat at the table and began eating it.

The Meaneys were delighted with the beautiful soup and told Mikaleen that his magic stone was wonderful.

Then Mikaleen heard Mrs Meaney whisper to her husband:

‘Buy the magic stone off this beggar-man. Then we can have lovely soup every day at no cost.’

Mr Meaney offered Mikaleen a shilling for the stone, but the travelling man would not take less than five shillings.  Mr Meaney finally handed over the money with very poor grace and grabbed the stone greedily.

Mikaleen put the five shillings in his pocket and left the Meaneys’ house.

For the next few weeks, in all the houses  he visited, Mikaleen told the people about Mr and Mrs  Meaney and how they had paid him five shilling for a worthless stone. Everyone thought this was the funniest thing they had ever heard and they laughed and laughed.