Scoil: Walterstown (uimhir rolla 10356)
- Suíomh:
- Walterstown, Co. na Mí
- Múinteoir: Proinseas, Bean Uí Cheallaigh
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Ar an leathanach seo
(gan teideal) (ar lean)
“There used to be two men shovelling wheat in the Lime-kiln Hill, just opposite Michael Byrd's door on the Drogheda-Trim Road.”
(ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)Merryman shouted "bring it home again, I will do until twelve". He worked on until twelve without any breakfast. The breakfast was of Indian Sir-a-bout.Written by
Mary B. Kelly,
Monkstown, Brownstown,
Navan.Given by:-
John Byrd (farm-worker)
Monkstown,
Brownstown,
Navan.22 March 1938.- Níl tú logáilte isteach, ach tá fáilte romhat tras-scríobh a dhéanamh go hanaithnid. Sa chás seo, déanfar do sheoladh IP a stóráil ar mhaithe le rialú cáilíochta.Má chliceálann tú ar an gcnaipe sábhála, glacann tú leis go mbeidh do shaothar ar fáil faoi cheadúnas Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial 4.0 International License agus gur leor nasc chuig dúchas.ie mar aitreabúideacht.
- Bailitheoir
- Mary B. Kelly
- Inscne
- Baineann
- Seoladh
- Monktown, Co. na Mí
- Faisnéiseoir
- John Byrd
- Inscne
- Fireann
- Gairm bheatha
- Farm-worker (Léirítear teidil na ngairmeacha i mBailiúchán na Scol sa bhunteanga inar cláraíodh iad)
- Seoladh
- Monktown, Co. na Mí
(gan teideal)
“One night Pat Magrane's mother (R.I.P.) of Walterstown Parish, was coming home from the flour-mill of Rathfeigh.”
One night Pat Magrane's mother (R.I.P.) of Walterstown Parish, was coming home from the flour-mill of Rathfeigh. She was in a pony and trap. Just as she came to Wilson's house (where Mick Brown now lives and herds for Patrick Neill of Runahan) the pony stopped and would not go a step further in front of him. She turned him back and went home by "The FIve Roads". From that night on she could not get the pony to go by that house.Written by
Florence Kavanagh,
Walterstown,
Garlow Cross,
Navan.Given by
Pat McGrane (farmer)
(Same address)7 February 1938