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- My Grandfather was quarrying down beside the old Castle, and he found a crock of gold and when he was taking it out a witch came and took him away and he fell asleep and when he wakened he was pulling hay out of a hay stack.John Noel Johnston.
This story was obtained from Mr. W. Johnston. Mill Street. Pettigo. aged 50.Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
- John Noel Johnston
- My grandfather was digging potatoes at Drumcrin crossroads. He was just started when he found a pot of gold. He hid it in the hedge until he was going home. When he came to look for the pot it was gone.Henry Farrell.
This story was obtained from Mrs Farrell, High Street,Tullyhommon. aged 38Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
- My Uncle was living in Main St, beside Mr Flood's. He was raised by the(continues on next page)Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.