Volume: CBÉ 0485 (Part 1)
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- 1938
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The Main Manuscript Collection, Volume 0485, Page 0122
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“Ora Begob, sure Kingsborough was always a quare place...”
(continued from previous page)if something didn't tempt her ta turn her head in the direction of an ould gate, that was leadin into afield, along be the side o' the road, an if she didn't see a man sthandin there, an' only jusht the baresht coverin' on him, some kind o' a white garment, an it only comin' to his knees.
She sthared at him for a minnit thryin ta make out who was in it, an' thinkin maybe that he was a neighbour or some wan from round the place, that maybe had anight-mare, she thought ta take pity on him an ta bring him somewhere for shelter, for she was sure that he munsht be perished wit the cowld, an only all the clothes that he had on "Ara amhie" she sez, an' her stheppin over is far is him, ye might is well come along wit me, or y'ill perish wit the cowld there. She stretched over her had ta pull him along wit her, when she saw that he wastn't movin', an' jusht is she was about ta grip him he vanished.
Well God between us an' harm where was the ould woman then, well she never moved from the spot where she sthood, an' in two hours afther when her son, who was gettin' abit uneasy, when she wastn't comin' home, was comin' in to meet her) he found(continues on next page)