Scoil: Cor na Péiste
- Suíomh:
- Corr na Péiste, Co. Mhuineacháin
- Múinteoir: M. Ní Théinfhir
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Ar an leathanach seo
- (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)through forests and fires, up hill and down dale, across rivers and lakes and heavy swamps, with Sheela behind him, and the stars and the moon out before him.
"And what's keeping you," says he, when he missed the old wife from his heels?
"It's the weight of the door", says she.
"The weight o' what door", says he.
"Didn't you tell me to pull the door after me," says she, "and here it is to the good, as large as life and as sound as a bell. But by the Four Waves of the sea, it's a load and a half on a long journey."
Now there's ways the man would have turned his tongue on the 'Trollop', but he was a good-for-nothing sort of a 'Lingle', and "Sheela," says he, "we'll rest till the morning." So they climbed a tall tree, for they were afraid to sleep on the ground, and nothing would satisfy the poor 'Oinseach' of a woman but to pull the door up into the branches, and stretch it out snug and warm like a Christian. "For who knows," says she, "what might happen to it if we left it below, and wilful waste," says she, leaves a woeful want."
Well it so happened that they weren't long(leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)
