Volume: CBÉ 0220 (Part 1)
- Date
- 1936
- Collector
- Location
Archival Reference
The Main Manuscript Collection, Volume 0220, Page 0024
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- (continued from previous page)wan flew wan way and all the rest flew off in the opposite direction. Well" says Patsy "I took up my gun and let blaze at the wan crow. She was up about a thousand feet in the heavens but it made no difference. I drove the bullet right through her and killed her stone "could." Well the chap run over to where she was after fallin' and picked her up and brought her over to me and says he all wonderful "Begor Patsy" he says ye needn't have fired at all the fall would would have killed her." "Well" says Patsy was he a bright fella."
"I was strollin' along the road another day" says Patsy "and begor a man, I was dying for a smoke, I had plenty of tobacco but I had no knife to cut a bit to fill me pipe so I was wondering what I would do. I heard a fella mowing would a seythe in the fild beside the road and begob I went to the gate and stopped there till he had mowed over to where I was. He was mowing a meadow, a big strong able fella he was but I knew by by him he had no edge on the blade. I wailed till he came over anyhow and I asked him for a loan of his pen(continues on next page)
