School: Baile Thomáis, Gabhailín (roll number 15407)

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1. The Big Fortune (continued)

   

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   and a great wedding took place and in them days there were no motor-cars nor carriages at weddings only horses and pillions. So when the wedding was over he took his bride home on his horse a rale skin and bone. He rode across the fields and the first ditch he came to he put the horse to it to lep it and the horse was not able to jump over a straw he was so thin but the young farmer did not care as long as he had the money. Then he told her to get off the horse until he would put him over the ditch and he hit the horse a few strokes across the head with the riding whip and the horse fell dead. Then he made his wife take the pillion on her back home to his house and he took the bridle and she never said a word. When he reached his own house he met his own old ass into his shoulders in a stack of corn. He went to hunt him out and he struck him right and left with his whip and killed him and is what he said to the ass "You will not go into the corn anymore and his wife never said a word and she looking on. Then he went a little farther and he met his own sow and she eating his pit mangels. And he done the same thing to

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   AT0901: Taming of the Shrew

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Patrick O' Dowd

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Moatquarter, Co. Tipperary

   Informant

   Mrs O' Donnell

   Gender

   Female

   Age

   76

   Address

   Moatquarter, Co. Tipperary