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1. Wake in Camross

   

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   There was a Protestant woman waking in Camross wan night, and there was a big crowd there.

   'Twas a terrible place of whiskey the same night. I got whiskey, and I wanted to mix some water through it, and what did I mix through it but more whiskey. I went out the back of the house where there was an orchard. I only went a few yards when I fell down on some black soft hairy thing. I got up and ran and struck my head against the bough of an apple tree and fell. I lay there for a few seconds and the next thing I felt was an ass snuffing and snorting at me. Well, I was full sure 'twas the devil was in it.

   Recorded from James Carroll, Taghmon, 60 yrs., Shopkeeper

   

   Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.

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   Item type

   Lore

   Language

   English

   Writing mode

   Handwritten

   Writing script

   Roman script

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   • James Carroll