She had many calves + gave milk whenever it was wanted. At last she grew old + the farmer made up his mind to kill her. When the day for the killing arrived all the neighbours gathered to see her die + when the farmer was about to strike the death-blow everybody heard a voice from outside call "come home." So the cow + her calves flew into the air + were seen no more. One calf however did not seem to hear the call, + when the farmer looked at her she turned black. So after this black cows became plentiful in Ireland. Mrs. Hussey South Gerah Sneem.
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In a place called "Leaḃa na bó near Beaufort there lived a fairy cow. She was called the poor man's cow + all the people of the neighbourhood who needed milk came to milk her. At last a wicked woman came along + made a bet that she wouldn't fill a certain vessel of milk. The people bet her that she would. So she took a "riddle" (an article for cleaning wheat, which resembled a strainer) + milked
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