Imleabhar: CBÉ 0485 (Cuid 1)
- Dáta
- 1938
- Bailitheoir
- Suíomhanna
Tagairt chartlainne
An Príomhbhailiúchán Lámhscríbhinní, Imleabhar 0485, Leathanach 0074
Íomhá agus sonraí © Cnuasach Bhéaloideas Éireann, UCD.
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Íoslódáil
Ar an leathanach seo
(gan teideal) (ar lean)
“I'm a great ould seanachaidhe, am I, well ta tell ye the thruth, girleen, it reminds me o' ould times when ye come in an' sit here...”
(ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)the lock on it, an' takes the anvil off wit her on a wheel-barrow, an' she brought it is far is the Owen More river, an' she dumped it in, an' o courche it sunk to the bottom an' never was found.
Twas a good file afther anyway when wan night Brian Hayden came home from ramblin, ta find his house on fire wan night, an' there was poor ould Corcoran that was dead, an' gone seven yhears thryin ta quench it. The minnit he saw Brian, this is, is thrue, is I'm sittin here, if he didn't run up to him, an' shake hands wit him, an' devila hate more Brian could do, he was so moidhered at the sight o' him, but jusht ta give him his hand, an' between the both o' them they put out the fire. He appeared very often ta Hayden afther that, an' would ye believe it, the ghosht an' the man, became the besht o' friends, jusht the same is they war, when the poor ould Corcoran was alive.
An; wait'll I be tellin ye the nexht bit, if ould Corcoran didn't tell Hayden that durin' the seven yhears that he was dead, he sthayed on the loft in his house, over the room, where he ushed ta shleep, an' he tould him too that it was Scanlon's wife (the ould Blacksmith's) that sthole the anvil, (she died a file afther she performed that deed) an' that she was now mindin it, an' her sthandin(leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)