School: Fota Island, Belvelly, Cóbh (roll number 11646)

Location:
Foaty, Co. Cork
Teacher:
Pádraig Ó Coileáin
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    Topics
    1. agents (~1)
      1. supernatural and legendary beings (~14,864)
    Language
    English
    Informant
    Jack Mac Carthy
    Gender
    Male
    Age
    60
    Occupation
    Carpenter
    Address
    Foaty, Co. Cork
  2. {Erected at main entrance to Fota Demesne}
    The Dogs' Lodge
    The sculptor who made the dogs was told by many that he had not finished them but he said "Yes I did".
    One day a dummy told him that the dogs had no tongues. It was the first time the dummy spoke. The sculptor cut his throat.
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    Long ago here in Belvelly was a platform for dancers attended by crowds every night...

    Name. Mick Twomey (60)
    Farmer. Native Belvelly.
    Long ago here in Belvelly was a platform for dancers attended by crowds every night.
    A priest came along - the people ran away but the old fiddler said "Step out". The priest answered "I will step you out". After that there was no more dancing.
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