Scoil: Cill Fhíonáin (B.) (uimhir rolla 15992)

Suíomh:
Cill Fhíonáin, Co. Luimnigh
Múinteoir:
Eoghan Ó Súilleabháin
Brabhsáil
Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0510, Leathanach 101

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Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0510, Leathanach 101

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  1. XML Scoil: Cill Fhíonáin (B.)
  2. XML Leathanach 101
  3. XML “Another Legend”
  4. XML (gan teideal)

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  2. (gan teideal)

    Some years ago a Thomas Tobin from Laurencetown. ...

    Some years ago a Thomas Tobin from Laurencetown grand-father to the collector of these stories went to help a friend of his cutting the hay near Tipperary. He carried Thomas Bullman with him. When the hay was cut my grandfather and Bullman late one night started the homeward journey. On their way way home they went under a tree to take shelter from the torrents of rain. It seemed that they dozed and when they woke up they were standing at the entrance of a house and funny looking people dancing in the kitchen. All of a sudden it stopped and they were to come to the fire but a girl who was different from the rest said let them where they are and they were left there. Then they were asked to partake of food and drink which was placed before them. The same girl whispered to my grandfather and Tom Bullman not to touch anything and they did not. They remembered nothing until next morning when they awoke the road was covered with floods and
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