Volume: CBÉ 0407 (Part 2)
- Date
- 1937
- Collector
- Location
Archival Reference
The Main Manuscript Collection, Volume 0407, Page 0125
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“This night myself and Mat Duggan were going home from cuarduigheacht...”
(continued from previous page)milk that night but I happened in between Pat & Dick or Bill & Joe, I couldn't tell you which on my book.
When I lay down the 3 men appeared groping for me in the bed & they'd have me took one, for one man. He put out his hand & saved me from the other two
Who was he? says I
George Lyodd, says he mentioning a Protestant neighbour that was long dead.[Sequel. The clerical student got injured in a football match following Sunday & died of broken ribs R.I.P.
Bhí [?] mí aith agam ar. toghá fir a [?] [?] [?] ]
(D'éas 1917)I was coming from town another night. It 'ud be making our for twelve when I reached Ceathrú na h-Aille. When I was passing to school-house I saw the person coming towards me. the figure disappeared behind the big wide rock. "Kitty Forestall, says I to myself. She used to be out every night listening behind the ditches & rising ructions(continues on next page)