Volume: CBÉ 0189

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1. Folklore from Little Cullenstown, Adamstown

   

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   Years ago there was a dance in a house near Carrigbyrne and in the morning when all the boys and girls were walking home after the night, a young man, whom none of them had ever laid eyes on before that, stepped up beside them and walked with them along the road. No one knew him, or knew where he came from, but he laughed and talked away with them.
   When they came to the bridge of Little Cullenstown the young man stopped and said: “Everyone for his own home now but I for the Rath of Duross.” He disappeared from their sight on the instant, all

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   History Edit

   Item type

   Lore

   Language

   English

   Writing mode

   Handwritten

   Writing script

   Roman script

   Informant

   • Mrs Carroll