[{"node":{"title":"Lingard022","Collections":"Chapter 3","Contributor":"Lingard Estate","Coverage":"1972","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Thursday, March 10, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Lingard022","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"I.R.A, Father","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/lingard022","Publisher":"Linen Hall Library","Relation":"Linen Hall Library","Rights":"Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA","Scanned image":{"src":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Lingard022_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff20\n\n\"On you go, love. Don't be late,\" Mrs McCoy added automatically.\n\"And if you see Kevin tell him his tea's getting ruined.\"\n\nBrede The street was quiet. Brede walked quickly. As she came to\nthe corner Gerald leapt out on her shouting,\"Stick 'em up!\" and\npushinged a wooden gun into her stomach.\n\nShe turned the gun aside. \"For goddness sake, Gerald, one of these\ndays you'll do it to the wrong person.\"\n\nGerald swung the gun from side to side pretending it was a machine\ngun, making a noise to reperesent the sound of its fire. Several\nof the other children slumped back against tie wall clutching their\nchests and stomachs and sliding to the ground. On the wall was\nwritten in large letters UP THE I.R.A. and INFORMERS BEWAREREMEMBER 1916\n\nRemember 1916 or Fitt for Dock or Hang Paisley\n\nBrede picked her way over the collapsed bodies of the children\nand carried on towards Kate's father's scarpyard. Kate and her motherfamily\nand father lived in a house beside it.\n\nKate was at home,sitting in her bedroom reading a magazine and\nallowing the polish to dry on her nails. She spent a great deal\nof time painting and polishing herself. She was pleased to see Brede.\n\n\"I was dead bored,\" she said. \"There's nothing doing round this\nplxace.\"\n\n\"There's plenty doing in some ways.\" Brede leaned out of the x\nwindow and looked back up the street. \"Those kids worry me.\"\n\n\"Kids!\" Kate blew on her nails. \"We were just the same at their\nage.\"\n\n\"Not quite. They're much worse.\"\n","Type":"Text"}}]