School: Scoil an Chlochair, Dún Bleisce (roll number 14625)

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Doon, Co. Limerick
Teacher:
An tSr. Regis
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  2. Up chip cherry, down chip cherry and all the men in Derry won't climb chip cherry. - Smoke.
    As I went out a slippery gap, I met a boy with a red cap, iron nose, timber toes, and upon my word he'd frighten the crows - A gun.
    What goes around the house + stops at the door. A brush.
    Chapter V
    Local Heroes
    Amendment of this story atend. See fly-leaf.
    Michael Hayes; He was the granddad[?] of Patrick Ryan (Bawne), he lived near Tipperary in Doon
    The Landlord was not satisfied with his rent so Michael Hayes shot him. He then escaped and spent most of his time roaming through the woods. On his way he passed through 'Oola', here his son shot a man named 'Quinlan' from hense[?] he went to Dublin and then to America. After many years he returned to Ireland again where he was shot. One of his friends composed a song about him:-
    "When Bradell[?] they mortally wounded, Michael Hayes rushed out in the street;
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