School: Boulavogue

Location:
Buaile Mhaodhóg, Co. Loch Garman
Teacher:
Énrí Tréinfhear
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    and he saw a man turning the hands of the clock the wrong way & ever after the clock went wrong.
    Mary Coleman,
    Legnalough, Monamolin, Gorey, Co Wexford.
    [My father Mr M Coleman - aged 45 yrs - told me this]
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
  2. One time there was a man going down to Clondaw in a jennet & car. A black dog came up beside him & he tried to put the dog away. He would not go away so the man threw the stick at him & the dog disappeared. The man got out to look for the stick & he struck a whole box of matches. He could not find the stick so he went home & came back the next morning & found the stick with every match he struck on top of it.
    James Gahan,
    Carrigeen, Boolavogue, Ferns, Co Wexford.
    This story was told me by : -
    Mrs Mary Gahan (35 yrs)
    my mother
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Topics
    1. gníomhairí (~1)
      1. neacha neamhshaolta agus osnádúrtha (~14,864)
    Language
    English
    Collector
    James Gahan
    Gender
    Male
    Address
    An Carraigín, Co. Loch Garman
    Informant
    Mrs May Gahan
    Relation
    Parent
    Gender
    Female
    Age
    35
    Address
    An Carraigín, Co. Loch Garman
  3. One time there was a wake in Oulart & there was a man named Tim Sullivan coming from it. Ashe was crossing the he saw fairies hurling & he went over to them. The fairies gave him a hurley & he began to hurl & he scored a goal. Then the match was over & the fairies carried them away to a hill & buried him & he is to be seen in his own
    (continues on next page)
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.