Volume: CBÉ 0407 (Part 2)

Date
1937
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The Main Manuscript Collection, Volume 0407, Page 0260

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The Main Manuscript Collection, Volume 0407, Page 0260

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  1. (continued from previous page)
    Mise: Wasn't that illegal?
    JOSEPH HAMMERSLY: The landlord had the game rights and it seems no one could have a hound on the estate except himself. In those days a man daren't hunt a hare or fire at a bird even if he had a gun. If a man bought a new coat or a plough or put up a little bit of a "linny" the rent was raised on him. The tenant couldn't have springs to his car or have fancy harness and the person that didn't dress in the old style was marked. The landlord used to try and find out what each wan paid the priest.
    HOW CROMWELL SET TO WORK
    MICHAEL QUIRKE
    When Cromwell came to Ireland first he did not know how to set to work. TOM FLOOD: The mailed fist, what else?
    M. QUIRKE: He wasn't sure that would go. I met a funeral one day and he went over to the people of the funeral - father or son - or who ever was in 'it and he asked them to sell the corpse. They named a big sum. Cromwell bought the corpse and then he knew how to work" (i.e. with gold)
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
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    I remember it well: one Christmas night...

    M Quirke
    "I remember it well: one Christmas night
    To a hearty good supper she(1) did me invite:
    To a sup of sour milk that would physic a snipe
    And give wan an awful disorder".
    (1) farmer's wife.
    Composed by a 'travelling man', one Mickey Roche who was from around here although my brother, Paddy Quirke met a man
    (continues on next page)
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Item type
    Lore
    Language
    Béarla
    Writing mode
    Handwritten
    Writing script
    Roman script
    Informant