Volume: CBÉ 0460 (Part 2)

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   “There was an ould fellow living in Shanoule...”

   

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   pound of salts and it did him no good. "The best thing you could do," says I to him, "is to take a pound of it in the morning." "Begob I think I will" says he. "I took a half pound of it this morning" says he and not a grumble in a gut yet" Begob he took the pound of it next morning and I met him again next night "Well Matty, and good today?"
   "Yes thank yod", says he "something like a chain harrow came out in the forenoon"
   No wonder, after a pound and ahalf of salts.

   

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2. Rats

   

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   There was a house near Carrickbyrne and the whole place was snived with rats. There was a travelling man came there wan night for lodgings and they gave them to him. In the morning when he got up he says to the man of the house: "Begob you have a lot of rats here" "All were tormented with them," says he. "Well how much would you give me if I banish them all to

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   Date

   January 1938

   Item type

   Lore

   Language

   English

   Writing mode

   Handwritten

   Writing script

   Gaelic script

   Informant

   • John Carroll