Imleabhar: CBÉ 0407 (Cuid 1)

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1. Finn Mac Cool's Thimble (ar lean)

   

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   and catch it on his finger at the other side before it reached the ground"

   

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2. A Cake for Finn's Baby

   

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   A CAKE for FINN'S BABY Finn ran home as far as his legs would carry him and got into the cot beside the fire. He told his wife to bake an oat-meal cake and to put the griddle in the middle of it. When the cake was baked who came in but the Scotch Giant. He asked for Fionn but the woman of he home said he out pulling up a few trees to make skittles. "Sit down, poor man", says she "and eat a bite. Then just after making a little cake for the baby, but the creature is asleep". The giant was mad with the hunger and he attacked the cake with a will but the first bite he made at it, he broke 3 teeth in his head. He threw it from in a rope and left in a hurry saying "I seriously doubt the baby can eat bread like that, this is no place for me". He went away home to Scotland and never came after Finn anymore.

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   11 Lúnasa 1908

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3. The Mummers' Band

   

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   M'athair: When I was a young man, living in Castletown, we had a Mummers' Band. Oh! We didn't do much except all kinds of devilment. Nothing was too hot nor too heavy for us. I was St. Patrick & wore a mitre. Another member of the

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