School: Cúl an Dasain (Cooladawson) (roll number 1620)
- Location:
- Cooladawson, Co. Donegal
- Teacher: Pádraig Mag Uidhir
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- (continued from previous page)Guid bless us a' cried the wife wi' a smile
But yours is a thrivin' trade.
Oh aye I've travelled many a mile,
And plenty have I made.
The man sat on by the dull fire-flame
When the pedlar went to rest,
Close to his ear the devil came,
And slipped into his breast.
He looked at his wife by the dull fire-light
And she was as bad as he,
"Could we no' murder you man the night?"
"Aye cold we ready" quo' she.
He took the pick without a word
Where it stood ahint the door,
As he passed in the sleepe stirred
But neve wakened more.
"He's dead" said the auld man comin' back
"But what o' the corpse my dear?"
"We'll bury him safe in his ain wee pack
Never you mind the loss of the sack,
For I've ta'en out the gear"(continues on next page)