School: St John of God Convent, Rathdowney (roll number 16203)
- Location:
- Rathdowney, Co. Laois
- Teacher: The Sisters
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0828, Page 189
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- (continued from previous page)A HORSE THAT COULD SPEAK"Dia is Mhuire dhuit a Sheain" arsa an capall.
"Dia is Mhuire duit is Padraig" responded Sean.
"Tis a hard time you have with old farmer Grimes."
"I have indeed," said Sean.
"Why did you not go to see the Princess? Sure the whole world is gone."
"Old Grimes would not hear of my going".
"Would you like to go."
"I should like very much."
"Very well, I shall bring you" said the horse.
"But first go to the bath room, have a good wash and in a large press in the next room you will get a suit of clothes and when you are dressed come back to me."
After quarter of an hour's absence a transformed boy came back. His own mother would scarcely recognise him, he looked so handsome, dignified and proud in his new suit.
"You look fine," said the horse, "now in that press there," nodding at one in the corner, "take out your helmet and sword." Jack donned both articles and you would think he was colonel in the King's army, he had such a military bearing.
"Now, said the horse, "get up on my back."
Jack harnessed the beautiful black horse and when(continues on next page)
