Volume: CBÉ 0406 (Part 1)
- Date
- 1937
- Collector
- Locations
Archival Reference
The Main Manuscript Collection, Volume 0406, Page 0160
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You are not logged in, but you are welcome to contribute a transcription anonymously. In this case, your IP address will be stored in the interest of quality control.By clicking the save button you agree that your contribution will be available under the Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License and that a link to dúchas.ie is sufficient as attribution. - Bodysnatchers - There was a man buried in [?], and there was an old man by the name of Fown Ryan and a couple o' more fellows [?] to mind him at night - for a few nights. For at that time the bodysnatchers were whipping the bodies wholesale. They had a bottle of whiskey and they drank it between them [?] the night, wasn't long til the devils jacket [?] at the gate. They called out "who's there", and they got no answer. "If you don't answer this time", says [?], "I'll shoot you." So he fired and what the devil [?] hill but a big [?] is [?]. they had [?] away with the ass and [?] or there'll be war
- The black pig was seen pass through [?] and Shamale we time.
