School: Clochar na Trócaire, Ballyporeen (roll number 10437)
- Location:
- Ballyporeen, Co. Tipperary
- Teachers: An tSr Finnbarr An tSr Gabriel
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0573, Page 254
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- (continued from previous page)have wondered far from Ballyporeen
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That hallowed spot I long to see
Where brave men fought for liberty
And where they drilled and prepared to fight
In sleety rain and dark of night
No wonder that my steps would turn
And in my heart that love would burn
For the towering Galtee's and Skeheen
And my dear old home in Ballyporeen.
- There were men playing cards every night in a house in the village. It was late when they were going home one night A crowd of them were going up the new line road. They head a terrible noise inside the dich like a flock of sheep running from a wolf. Every time the men stopped the noise ceased, when they would walk again the noise would start again. The men were very frightened and did not know what to do. After a while they got courage they looked inside the ditch but they saw nothing. They began to walk again but the noise was still to be heard. And since then they never played cards.
