Volume: CBÉ 0485 (Part 1)

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   “In oulden times beggars war very plentiful in this disthricht...”

   

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   Well ta show ye the the dhrop o' a devil, that was in Jack, fot di ye think he ought ta do, when he discovered the plight that his friend was in, well he bent down to the ground, an' he kep' laughin, until he laughed himsel sober o' the dhrink, an' the poor ould man could only keep sthandin watchin him, wit his back turned to him, until Jack thought it was time ta lade him along on his journey
   Jack paid for his thricks for the time being, until his friend got ushed o' wearin' his head the wrong way, for he ushed ta have ta howl the pipe in his mouth, when he wanted ta smoke, an' do several other kinds o' jobs for him, but when he got ushed to himsel, he was a great help to Jack, for when ever they'd have ta run from the Revenue, or anywan else that id be in pursuit o' them, both o' them could clasp hands, an' run for their lives. Jack, id lade the way, an' the other thramp, id be able ta tell him how near their pursuers war, without any o' them havin ta luk round, an in that way, they'd be able ta save time for themselves, an' know where they war goin themselves, an' got thricks their enemies war up to. An even though they fought a wicked fight itsel They war great friends afther, an' wondherful help to each other

   

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   History Edit

   Date

   21 April 1938

   Item type

   Lore

   Language

   English

   Writing mode

   Handwritten

   Writing script

   Roman script

   Informant

   • James Flynn