minutes and then it went in again. Cormack never saw it but he said that he often heard stories told about that lough.
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Once upon a time there lived an old woman in the town land of Drumholm. She was very poor and had nothing to eat but a wee grain of oat-meal that was in a paper bag on the table.
One evening as she was sitting at the fire she heard a knock at the door. When she opened the door she saw a wee woman standing outside the door. She asked the old woman for