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- (continued from previous page)bees were dead.Nancy Bourke, Curraghbeg, Adare.
From A. Bourke.Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
- A Story.In olden times there was a little secret Church in my parish.It was in the middle of the wood. One morning while the Priest was saying Mass, soldiers came in pursuit of him.The Church was made of timber and the soldiers locked the Priest and all the people into it. They set fire to it and burnt them to death.(continues on next page)Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.