School: St. Jame's Well (roll number 14192)
- Location:
- Carrowmore, Co. Sligo
- Teacher: S. Ó Conchobhair
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- (continued from previous page)the cock crew he went. The second night he appeared as a bull horse and fought again with the man and when the cock crew again he went. The third night at about one O'clock tha man heard no noise but suddenly he saw a coffin and he opened it and a man jumped out and began to fight, he fought for hours but he did not win. At last he said I have come in the shape of a bull, of a horse, and of a man, and you have beaten me. Tell my son to give a bag of silver to the man that is in the barn and the poor man became very rich from that on.
A Local Song
“Now far away from the dear old land”
1) Now far away from the dear old land in exile hear I roan, across the waters wild and wide far from my native home, the dear old scenes of long ago I do remember well, my youthful place and school boys days around.
St. James well.2) I long to ramble there once more and meet with comrades true, and view again the happy scenes where days of childhood flew. O for one glace at that old school no tongue nor pen can tell how I revere that school house dear at(continues on next page)
