School: Carrigans (B.)
- Location:
- An Carraigín, Co. an Chabháin
- Teacher: P. Ó Dochartaigh
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- (continued from previous page)For a shooting match did go.
VI
He charged his gun five fingers long
Woth powder and with ball
But little was his notion
It would prove his own down fall.
VII
There was a young man in the crowd,
Said "Boylan, "Load for me"
"Here is my gun my hands are cold"
"I give it unto thee"
VIII
He reached to take his comrade's gun.
To load it then he tried.
He placed his own gun on the ground
With the muzzle by his side.
IX
The trigger flew by magic
As every one may see
And in the twinkling of an eye
Took Boylan's life away.
X
As soon as the report was heard
Each one returned round.
Pat Boylan like an oak tree
Lay dying on the ground.(continues on next page)
- Collector
- Owen Lynch
- Gender
- Male
- Age
- 13
- Address
- Corduff, Co. an Chabháin
- Informant
- Pat Tierney
- Gender
- Male
- Age
- 64
- Address
- Corduff, Co. an Chabháin
