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School: Ballynarry

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Ballynarry, Co. Cavan
Teacher:
E. Mac Gabhann
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0989, Page 028

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  2. On the Holy Family

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    A legend which is told in Irish, says that the Holy Family went one day by a wind swept road. Our Lady lost the pin of her cloak, which she had wrapped round the Holy Infant. Saint Joseph asked a cowherd in a field for a thorn which would do for a broach. The cowherd said that he was too busy to look for one although he had nothing to do but to watch the beasts. A second cowherd made the same excuse. When the three were passing a forge the Smith came out and saw that the Holy Mother need a pin. "Let me make you one" he said. He took a piece of money from his pocket and beat it into the finest broach that ever was seen. Our Lady took the broach, thanked the smith and gave him her blessing. Ever since then a smith who washes in the water which has cooled his irons finds himself refreshed and made stronger.
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    Once upon a time there was a man who had nine cows. One morning he sent his servant girl out to milk but the cows had very little milk. The field the cows were in
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