Volume: CBÉ 0220 (Part 3)
- Date
- 1936
- Collector
- Location
Archival Reference
The Main Manuscript Collection, Volume 0220, Page 0359
Image and data © National Folklore Collection, UCD.
See copyright details.
Download
On this page
(no title) (continued)
“There was a rich farmer wan time...”
(continued from previous page)it", says the child. "Ate it I tell you" says he and he shoved up nearer to him.
With that he flew out the door like a shot out of a gun.
In a few minutes after, a young woman came in the door with his two other children and the child that was just born.
He made them sit down and he wanted them to ate something. But they'd take nothing He went and locked the door and he got whiskey or tea or milk or something and put it down their throats.
When they tasted living food they could never again go back.
He kept the young woman as a servant in the house, and he had his three children wole and hearty again.
(no title)
“Out a Carty's there was a child born and Mrs Carty took bad after...”
Out a Carty's there was a child born and Mrs. Carty took bad after the confinement and she died. When she was dying she used to say I wont leave you Johnny. Well she died; and the child was for two years after and he never stopped but crying from morning to night. There had(continues on next page)