Scoil: Mágh Rua (B.) (uimhir rolla 5880)

Suíomh:
Maigh Rua, Co. Luimnigh
Múinteoir:
John Maher
Brabhsáil
Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0522, Leathanach 071

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Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0522, Leathanach 071

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  1. XML Scoil: Mágh Rua (B.)
  2. XML Leathanach 071
  3. XML “Some Stories That Are Told in This Parish”
  4. XML “Some Stories That Are Told in This Parish”
  5. XML “Some Stories That Are Told in This Parish”

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  1. (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)
    thing moving at the side of the road. We both ran for our lives. A man met us on the way and he asked us what we were running for. We told him our story and he asked us to go back with him. After a while we gotcourage and we went and what wasit but a white ass. We were very much ashamed of ourselves and after that we could never be frightened by anything again.
    Pat Keane. Montfune Murroe.
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    Teanga
    Béarla
    Bailitheoir
    Nial Sheehan
    Inscne
    Fireann
    Seoladh
    Béal Átha an Bhóithrín, Co. Luimnigh
    Faisnéiseoir
    John Sheehan
    Gaol
    Tuismitheoir
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    Fireann
    Aois
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    Seoladh
    Béal Átha an Bhóithrín, Co. Luimnigh
  3. Long ago there lived a man by the name of Tim Withoutfear. One day he went travelling in the country and night was falling when he was coming home. He went into a cottage and asked for the night lodging. The woman of the house welcomed him and gave him his supper. When he had it eaten he thanked her and they both sat down at the fire and told stories. Here is one of them that the woman told. She had a little cow out in a little field and every night the grass used to be cut. Tim said he'd go out that night and see what was the matter. He then went out and sat on the ditch. He was
    (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)
    Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.