Volume: CBÉ 0220 (Part 1)
- Date
- 1936
- Collector
- Location
Archival Reference
The Main Manuscript Collection, Volume 0220, Page 0037
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“There was a fellow wan time and he was called nothing only Silvy. ”
(continued from previous page)"Why not" says the woman. "Well" began Silvy "They'd eat all I have in a day or so, and then they might starve."
So Silvy walked up and down the fair like a gentleman for the rest of the evening, making bargains here and there and not spending any himself.
Another day he was going to the fair of Wexford, and he had a dog at this time and he was no use for anything except ateing where he got. March came anyhow when he had to pay the ? but Silvy wasn't going to pay, so he said that he would drown the dog on his way to the fair of Wexford. So he caught the dog and put him into a sack and when he was crossing over ? bridge he fired the dog bag and all into the water. This relieved him of a good lot. Coming to the ferry he met a couple of young swanks walking out from the down and they asked him could he tell them the pedigree of that dog behind the car. Silvy looked around and there to his surprise he saw the old dog again. The fellows started elbowing one another as(continues on next page)