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1. Fionn Mac Cumhaill

   

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   Chuir righ as Albain sgéal anonn chuig Fionn Mac Cumhail go rabh sé ag cur troda air. Bhí a háthair beo an t-am sin agus nuair a chonnaic sé é ag teacht chuir sí isteach sa chliabhán é. Nuair a tháinig sé isteach chuir sé ceist cá raibh Fionn. D’innis sí do go rabh sé amuigh ag seilg acht thaisbean sí an leanbh do. Nuair a chonnaic sé go rabh an leanbh comh mór sin shíl sé go rabh Fionn an mhór ar fad. Nuair a d’imthighs é amach rith sé an méid a bhí in a chnámha le bheith ar shiubhal sul a dtiocfdadh Fionn abhaile. Thosuigh Fionn agus a mháthair ag gáire nuair a smaointigh siad gur chuir sé eagla ar an righ a bhí comh mór le cúigear fear i gcuideachta a chéile, agus go rabh cár air a bhí comh mór le claoidheamh ar bith.

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   Topics

   1. agents (~1)
      1. supernatural and legendary beings (~14,864)
         1. Fianna (~595)
            1. Fionn Mac Cumhaill (~137)

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   AT1149: Children Desire Ogre's Flesh

   Language

   Irish

   Collector

   Cáit Ní Bhreisleán

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Largy, Co. Donegal

   Informant

   Micheál Ó Baoighill

   Gender

   Male

   Age

   70

   Address

   Kill, Co. Donegal

2. Seanscéal

   “There was once a poor man, who had thirteen sons. He had no food to give them, and he planned to leave them away in a wood.”

   

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   There was a poor man, who had thirteen sons. He had no food to give them, and he planned to leave them away in a wood. One of the sons name was Jack, and when he heard what his father was about to do he filed his pockets with pebbles.
   The father took them to a large wood, and when they were in the middle of the wood he left them. Jack had dropped a pebble here and there, so he knew the way back.
   The father then took them to a wood farther away. When they were leaving the house he gave each of them a piece of bread. Jack did not eat his, but dropped a crumb here and there. When they were in the middle of the wood the father left them.

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