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My Oul’ Town 14: Dick, Tom, an’ Harry was welcome to sit there all day if they liked.at Tom, Dick and Harry, n.
My Oul’ Town 14: Dick, Tom, an’ Harry was welcome to sit there all day if they liked. My Oul’ Town 17: ‘You’ll be late for Mass, Mike.’ ‘Bedad,’ sis Mike.at bedad!, excl.
My Oul’ Town 82: Don’t take the book by the cover. There’s many a swell of a girl has in her the makin’ of a ‘clart’.at clart, n.
My Oul’ Town 101: I sit and talk to the Kettle, and it never tells. No, it never clatters.at clatter, v.1
My Oul’ Town 62: We would sit an’ have a confab over oul’ times.at confab, n.
My Oul’ Town 72: Sure, everybody knows what takes the lasses to star-gazers, cup-tossers, an’ the like; it’s just to know if they will get husbands!at cup-tosser (n.) under cup, n.
My Oul’ Town 93: Poor Ned was blin’, or, as they say up the country, ‘dark’, from his birth.at dark, adj.
My Oul’ Town 103: But I got an eye-opener.at eye-opener, n.1
My Oul’ Town 84: John was like a hen on a hot griddle.at like a hen on a hot griddle under hot, adj.
My Oul’ Town 51: Och, in troth now, Felix, ye’re always humbuggin’ me, so ye are.at humbug, v.
My Oul’ Town 50: I’m jist about kilt walkin’ it ivir since.at kilt, adj.
My Oul’ Town 114: Och! divil a peeler I seen, bad luck go with them.at peeler, n.2
My Oul’ Town 115: We used to have quiltin’s an’ dances at the cross-roads, an’ rattlin’ good times at wakes an’ churnin’s.at quilting, n.
My Oul’ Town 14: Barney kept the best whisky in town. It was clear as water, no adulteration, min’ ye. No! it was the rale stuff.at real thing, the, n.
My Oul’ Town 74: An’ old ‘residenter’ said: ‘Jinny will laugh again when the spring comes round’.at residenter, n.
My Oul’ Town 124: To think that Kitty Morgan would make so free with my partner, the ill-mannered smut!at smut, n.
My Oul’ Town 127: It was that strap Kitty, so I nivir let on I heard her.at strap, n.1
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