Not so long ago, near Tipperary, there lived a family of farm labourers - the Muldoons. The parents were decent, kind and hardworking and were blessed with four sons. The first three sons were tall and strong, healthy and as handsome as you have ever seen. They had thick flaxen hair that waved like corn, honest natures and even tempers. But the fourth child was different. He was the most miserable, ill tempered brat that God ever made.