Volume: CBÉ 0220 (Part 3)

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1. Béaloideas Ó Chill Uird, Co Chorcaí

   

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   It's a long time ago now since we lived out in the Mountain at Toor.
   My brother Bill was about thirteen years of age at the time. There was a big wood in the place at that time and they were starting to cut it all down. So 'twas all sticks we used to burn, and sometimes the [?] turf from the hill.
   Wan day me mother told Bill to go down the wood and bring a [?] of sticks He had only to go about a hundred yards from the house.
   He went away and he was up on a tree getting a few tops off it and he thought he heard someone whistling at him. So he came down and left the tops hanging on the tree. When he came down he looked around and he saw no wan. He gathered a few sticks, he didn't bring much, and came home, and left the tops hanging.

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   • Edmond Doran