School: Baile an Londraigh (C.) (roll number 14306)
- Location:
- Ballylanders, Co. Limerick
- Teacher: Eibhlís, Bean Uí Shíoda
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“Pat Hannan told me also about a man named Bill Griffaun who used to fish for salmon in the Morning Star river and in Garrynalina...”
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“John Harty of Ballyfruta about a mile from the village was a poet and also a great mower...”
John Harty of Ballyfruta about a mile from the village was a poet and also a great mower. One day when mowing hay for a neighbour called Mungo Dalton, Dalton was telling him to cut close to the ground. It was an outside meadow that is one he had taken for the crop from some other farmer - John answered
Lay down your scythe, John Harty,
Put leather to your tree,
Cut low for Mungo Dalton,
and he'll set you on a spree.
In another piece of poetry John described his own son Roger - A kind deformed boy- thus :-
I have a son one only one
He's both humpy short and small
He's not the makings of a man
Nor never will at all.