Volume: CBÉ 0189

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1. Fishing

   

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   I was fishing wan day down at a placed called Coolcliff near Ballymitty.

   I wanted to cross the river for you could fish better from the other side. I came to this place where there were stones across the river. I saw this brown stone as I thought in the middle of the water. I stepped on it. What was it but a big Fluke (flat fish-kind of). Off with him like a shot out of a gun and he never stopped 'til he brought me to Shawstown. There was a tree across the river there and I caught on to that and came safe.
   (Shawstown is about eight miles from Coolcliff, where he stepped on the fish T.OC.)

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   Lore

   Language

   English

   Writing mode

   Handwritten

   Writing script

   Roman script

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   • Michael Foley