Volume: CBÉ 0485 (Part 1)
- Date
- 1938
- Collector
- Locations
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- (continued from previous page)it over to where he was sthandin.
The Proteshtant was so engrosshed in his own chat is that he never looked round ta see fot was bein' handled to him, only grabbed the red hot crook in his naked fisht.
The red iron sthuck to his hand, an' before the Protesteant had time ta throw it from him, it had peeled all the skin off it, lavin it all a raw red sore.
Micky sthood, wit his arms folded, watchin the whole affair, an' when the Proteshtant had lamented enough over his burned hand, Micky cooly told him "Now agra y'ill have something ta think about, besides the twelvth o' July.