Volume: CBÉ 0485 (Part 2)

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1. The Cranky Fenian (continued)

   

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   ill. Our Local Doctor made all arrangements with the Mater Hospital, Dublin to receive him under the care of the well known Dublin Specialist, Sir Arthur Chance. He gathered his little ravellings (his money_ into a red cotton purse which he carefully concealed in the linings of his faded frieze coat - a coat which had protected him from the cold and heat of fifteen Winters and Summers in succession.
   Kind neighbours came to his house to bid him "Good bye" before he started on his journey to Dublin. Noticing a few youngsters loitering around, anxious to have a last peep at the 'Old Fenian'. He became alert, stood erect, and in a threatening mood shook his fist at them."
   "Just wait until I return from Hospital and see, if I don't take every mothers son of ye into Court. Ye black guards

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