School: Scoil an Chlochair, Cappamore
- Location:
- An Cheapach Mhór, Co. Luimnigh
- Teacher: An tSr. Fionntán
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- (continued from previous page)backwards so that the Arabs will think they are advancing and won't know what we are playing at. Well good-bye General."
After that, he went to his cupboard and poured out a glass of sherbet and swallowed it with one gulp. Then he dashed into the desert and woke up the sentry. "To arms, to arms," he shouted, "the Arabs are coming, do you hear their drums?" The sentry raised himself on one elbow, and listened for a moment. Then a broad grin spread over his face. "Them ain't drums you hear," he said. "That is Corporal Codshed soling his boots!" "Oh, well, I'm sorry to disturb you" said the Colonel, and he hurried to his tent wondering what excuses he would make to General Nuisance in the morning.(continues on next page)
- Informant
- Seán Ó Donncha
- Gender
- Male
- Age
- 50
- Address
- An Clochar, Co. Luimnigh
