Volume: CBÉ 0485 (Part 1)

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   “There was always something quare about ould Pether D- Micky the Smith's brother.”

   

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   There was a man livin in Curlisheen at that time, an' he had a nice black horshe, an' he never worked him too hard, but fot ushed ta puzzle him was that he could never knock any longer out o' a set o' shoes, than a cupla days. O courche that was solid robbery Ora Boboo who could be keepin' sets o' shoes on a horshe an' him kickin' them off at that rate, an fot was quarer sthill every mornin' when he'd g'out to the field he'd find the horshe in his laddhers o' sweat, an' he' be like is if he was fatigued out afther a journey.
   That bushiness went on for a good file until this evenin' begorry, if he doesn't go to the Smiths to get a set o' shoes on the horshe, an' is he was sthandin waitin in the forge for his turn, if another man didn't come in. They war sthandin chattin' for a while, when the nexht thing was if Pether didn't spake down out o' the room, an' sez he to the lasht man that came in "Will ye lend me yer horshe for tonight."
   "Fot di ye want o' him?" the man asked
   "I want ta go a bit o' a journey wit him, maybe beyant Mayo" sez Pether.
   Well thats that sez the man you won't get him.

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   Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.

   History Edit

   Date

   3 March 1938

   Item type

   Lore

   Language

   English

   Writing mode

   Handwritten

   Writing script

   Roman script

   Informant

   • Sean O Dhuibhir