School: Loch an Cheanntaigh (Loughkent), Cathair Dhúin Iascaigh
- Location:
- Loch Ceann Thiar, Co. Thiobraid Árann
- Teacher: Mícheál Ó Laighin
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- (continued from previous page)One night there was a man coming home from a dance in New Inn. As he as passing a glen in Knockgriffon, he heard someone hurling and he said he would look to see how was hurling so late. As he went into the field all the fairies came marching around him holding their hurleys up as high as they could. The man was frightened but he couldn't do anything. This man fell down on the ground and the fairies put a lump on his back and he was found dead in bed next morning.
- If February brings no rain
There will be neither hay or grain.
Never trouble troubles till trouble troubles you
The higher the tree the greater the fall
He who fights and runs away
Will live to fight another day
A favourite has no friends.