Volume: CBÉ 0221
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The Main Manuscript Collection, Volume 0221, Page 0173
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“I was comin' home wan night from a wake.”
(continued from previous page)stopped all of a sudden and the next place I heard it was about 20 or 40 yards ahead o’ me, and the same rumblin’ noise to be heard. I got a kind of fright then an’ I blessed meself, for I had come to my own conclusion. It was the dead coach that was in it.
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“I was comin' home another night at about two oclock in the mornin'...”
I was comin' home another night about two oclock in the mornin' i was comin' from a dance I was this time though, I was goin through a very lonesome part of a deep valley, when I heard the sound of a huntsman's horn close at hand. It wasn't long until I heard a whole pack of hounds an' they in full cry and a whole crowd of horses after them. I didn't see them but I'm damn sure I heard them all, and that's as true as the(continues on next page)