Scoil: Clonlisk

Ar an leathanach seo

1. The Story of a Giant

   

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   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.

   The Story of a Giant There is a Giant buried in Cloonfad wood in Glasshouse. Every night about ten o'clock there is a light seen crossing over to the grave. The light is of a dark blue colour and can be seen a distance away. It rises in McDonald's lane and travels through Glasshouse bog and comes to rest where the Giant is buried. it is a very long grave with a flat stone on it. It is surrounded by a huge mass of briars.

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   Topaicí

   1. gníomhaíochtaí
      1. cleachtas an leighis
         1. leigheas dúchasach (~11,815)
   2. gníomhairí (~1)
      1. neacha neamhshaolta agus osnádúrtha (~14,864)
         1. fathaigh (~518)
   3. áit-spás-timpeallacht
      1. áiteanna osnádúrtha agus spioradálta (~158)
         1. ráthanna (~5,616)

   Teanga

   Béarla

   Bailitheoir

   John Maxwell

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   Fireann

   Faisnéiseoir

   Mr Edward Coonan

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   Fireann

   Seoladh

   Teach na Gloine, Co. Uíbh Fhailí

2. The Story of a Fort

   

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   The Story of a fort
   In years gone by there lived in Glasshouse people by the name of Rollestons. Part of their land was Boultry on which there was a fort. There was music heard in this fort several times. One John Murphy, Conlisk and some other men went to see where the music came from and when they went into the fort they saw a big light coming towards them. They got frightened and ran away.

   

   Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.

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3. A Cure for a Wart

   

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   When a new moon comes bury a piece of fat bacon in the manure heap. When the moon goes away the piece of bacon will go away and so will the wart. The above story was told to me by Mr. Alliehael.

   

   Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.

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