Scoil: Fota Island, Belvelly, Cóbh (uimhir rolla 11646)

Suíomh:
Foaty, Co. Cork
Múinteoir:
Pádraig Ó Coileáin
Brabhsáil
Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0386, Leathanach 125

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Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0386, Leathanach 125

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  1. XML Scoil: Fota Island, Belvelly, Cóbh
  2. XML Leathanach 125
  3. XML “Charm Stories”
  4. XML “The Dogs' Lodge”
  5. XML (gan teideal)

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Ar an leathanach seo

  1. In olden times people gave themselves up to the devil on the first of May under a hawthorn tree But if you planted certain twigs in your garden or field charms could not be set in them. Long ago they buried eggs and [?] in other people's land so that they themselves would have plenty of eggs and pigs. There neighbours would have none. They also could suck milk from a briar by the aid of "Old Nick"
    Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.
    Topaicí
    1. agents (~1)
      1. supernatural and legendary beings (~14,864)
    Teanga
    Béarla
    Faisnéiseoir
    Jack Mac Carthy
    Inscne
    Fireann
    Aois
    60
    Gairm bheatha
    Carpenter (Léirítear teidil na ngairmeacha i mBailiúchán na Scol sa bhunteanga inar cláraíodh iad)
    Seoladh
    Foaty, Co. Cork
  2. {Erected at main entrance to Fota Demesne}
    The Dogs' Lodge
    The sculptor who made the dogs was told by many that he had not finished them but he said "Yes I did".
    One day a dummy told him that the dogs had no tongues. It was the first time the dummy spoke. The sculptor cut his throat.
    Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.
  3. (gan teideal)

    Long ago here in Belvelly was a platform for dancers attended by crowds every night...

    Name. Mick Twomey (60)
    Farmer. Native Belvelly.
    Long ago here in Belvelly was a platform for dancers attended by crowds every night.
    A priest came along - the people ran away but the old fiddler said "Step out". The priest answered "I will step you out". After that there was no more dancing.
    Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.