School: Cromadh (B.)

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   “There was a widow one time and she had one son. He was a wild, headstrong young fellow and nothing for him but divartin' himself.”

   

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   There was a widow one time and she had one son. He was a wild, headstrong young fellow, and nothing for him but divartin' himself. He got cured of it, though and I'll tell you how. They used be gambling every night at the hill, and nothing could keep the young fellow from the cards and the company. It is often his mother warned him about his late hours, but he would pay no heed to her, only let it in in one ear and out in the other, and off again the next night to the gamble, and home in the small hours of the morning.

   Well this night he was coming home as usual the short cut by the grianan. When he was going by the fort he had to cross a ditch that was running from it. He was a loose, lively lad and he put his hand on a stump on the top of the ditch and "wanted" it clear into the next field. It happened that the field he jumped into was a good bit lower than the one he jumped out of, and so when he landed on his feet, he was partly turned towards the fence he was after jumping. If he was, what did he see sitting down under a big sgeach that was growing in the ditch a few feet away from where he jumped out, but the handsomest girl you'd meet in a days walk. She had a big head of auburn hair and it hanging down over her right shoulder to the ground. The moon was high and full, and he saw that she was combing

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   1. agents (~1)
      1. supernatural and legendary beings (~14,864)

   Language

   English