A graveyard in Arklow I heard the old people say went from one side of the river to the other at Arklow.

Once upon a time there lived in Arklow a wise woman and there was a certain priest lived in Arklow too who condemned her and told the people not to believe in her. One day the priest was going down the street and his horse fell and no matter what the priest or anyone else done they could not get it up. The wise woman happened to begoing down the street and she came upon the scene and she shook her apron and the horse jumped up. The priest never said anything bad about her again.

cool was beside it. This is our cool says the girl to the woman which we could never get you to bring home to us. "Bring it on with you" says the woman so they brought it home & she drenched the cows & she got back her profit alright by degrees.
There was a woman who heard of the whole affair & she wrote to the then P.P. a Fr. Redmond of Arklow about this woman - a parishioner & gave her the very worse of a character. About this time Fr. Redmonds horse fell on the street of Arklow & of course a crowd gathered round to raise him up - this good priest - but it couldn't be raised. The people said that they would go for this woman Mrs. Conway but he did not give

If she was down in Arklow an or near the Wicklow lands
The Matilda and her cargo was wreckage on the strand
The sad news now reached Arklow and went around the town
that a vessel called the Jula
had sank and went right down
The eells and ducky divers saw the signal from the deep
And the lifeboat crew at Arklow can't be wakened from their sleep
let her and other lifeboats be published to the scetch '[?]'
And I'll pray all drowning sailors will come in Wickhams reach

There was a woman named Driver from Ballymanus & she suffered greatly from the loss of her profit - she suffered for over two years till at last she heard of this woman at Arklow named Conway but she went by the name of Máire Cáitlin so she went to this woman & she brought her to her place & when she was drenching her cows with some herbs that she prepared she asked for a vessel - she wanted a number of vessels & the woman got ashamed for she had no vessels but was broken up - & why not when she had no profit.

except one vessel. "Ah" says the Arklow woman you needn't mind about that" that was a common thing known to her every where she went they had the same complaint when the profit went the vessels went so when she had got the cattle drenched she asked had she got ara vessel lent & she said she had that she gave a butter cool to a neighbour a good bit back & she had asked her several times to bring it back but she could never be got to bring it back. The woman said she would hope to get it so she went with a neighbouring girl to this neighbours place & they entered the dairy to see it laid out in first rate style & a large churn of cream on the centre of the floor & the borrowed

the original name.
Mrs. O Toole says that the priest who was shot was a Fr. O Toole although Mr. Keogh says it was a Fr. Hyland. He says that six men & a woman attended the Mass which was served by a man named Padraic & that at the Elevation of the Host six shots rang out & the priest fell dead. The woman carried down the sacred vessels in the altar cloths while the men carried the priest & buried him in a vault at Rosahane graveyard.
He also claimed that Hempenstalls body was removed by his relatives from Aughavannagh Rath & buried at Arklow & that he himself once had a row with a descendant of his there & "he was not long about letting him know all about his grandfather in Aughavannagh."

Hackett chased Taylor of Tinahely
to Arkins (house) of Arklow.
Taylors sister was married to
Arkins & Arkins was Hacketts
first cousin. He told Arkins
to hand out Taylor or give him his
double barrel gun & [___] said
"Arkins my cousin don't me deny
Hand me out Taylor or his double barrell gun"
"You will not get Taylor or his
double barrell gun"
And with that bespoke he loaded quite smart and lodged a brace of bullets in Andy Hacketts heart.
(Neill who was with Hackett said)
"Andy where are you now"
"I am here" replied Andy & he spoke it very low

"It was Arkins of Arklow who proved
my overthrow
Take my beaver hat & silk handkerchief and bring it home to Mary Anne
And tell your sad story that young
Hackett he is gone
And he never more will ramble with
Neill or his gun.
In my heart pocket theres nine rounds
of powder & ball
and take them all with you & leave
none with this tyrant at all.
Let them have the blood money for
don't you know
There's [currency symbol] 50 left on poor Hacketts head."
Hackett was a Protestant though a Capt.
of the rebels & had no gun of his own but used Neills