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Am Bodach-Rocais	The Scarecrow
An oidhch' ud thàinig am bodach-ròcais dh'an taigh-chèilidh: fear caol àrd dubh is aodach dubh air. Shuidh e air an t-sèis is thuit na cairtean is ar làmhan. Bha fear a sud ag innse sgeulachd air Conall Gulban is reodh na faclan air a bhilean. Bha boireannach 'na suidh' air stòl ag òran, 's thug e 'n toradh às a' cheòl. Ach cha do dh'fhàg e falamh sinn: thug e òran nuadh dhuinn, is sgeulachdan na h-àird an Ear, is sprùilleach de dh'fheallsanachd Geneva, is sguab e In teine à meadhon an lair Is chuir e In tfirlach loisgeach nar broillichean.	That night the scarecrow came into the ceilidh-house: a tall, thin black-haired man wearing black clothes. He sat on the bench and the cards fell from our hands. One man was telling a folktale about Conall Gulban and the wordsfroze on his lips. A woman was sitting on a stool, singing songs, and he took the goodness out of the music But he did not leave us empty-handed: he gave us a new song, and tales from the Middle East, and fragments of the philosophy of Geneva, and he swept the fire from the centre of the floor, and set a searing bonfire in our breasts.
Ruaraidh MacThòmas	Derick Thomson

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