(gan teideal) “One night Christy Butler was going home from rambling, from a house in a village called the Butts. It was about 12 o' clock. He had to go through four fields belonging to Foleys. He sat down to fill his pipe and, just as he had it filled he got a terrible” CBÉS 0863 Christy Butler, Patrick Lyons Tras-scríbhinn