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  1. (gan teideal)

    “Ora Wirus thruagh, but it was the ould people could tell the yarns.”

    CBÉ 0485

    The man did is the blacksmith tould him. He went home an' tied the mule quietly outside the house, for fear his wife id hear him, an' come out, an' then he rushed in in aterrible hurry mayah, an' sez he "Oh Jamery Cripes, Ainey the fort is on fire
    The minnit the fella in the cradle heard this, he jumped out o' wan spring an' out the dure with him shoutin' Cripes craythur, an' things, me wife an childre 'ill be burned alive.
    The man, an' his wife went out ta look afther him, an' fot aught they see, comin' runnin form the fort, but this tall young man. They asked him if he saw, any small little man runnin' into the fort.
    Idid sez he, an' I'm glad ye got the betther o' him at lasht. He has held me aprisoner in this fort for twenty yhears, an' he meant ta hould me there for ever sez he if ye warn't able ta get the betther o' him in some way. The minnit ye did he sez the spell was broken.
    "An who are you" sez the both to him.
    "Yer son" sez he
    When they had welcomed him back enough, they asked him how he got inta the fort, an' he tould them that the people of' the fort had swaped aconthrary ould leprehaun with them for him because he was agood

  2. (gan teideal)

    “There was two youngsthers at wan time, a boy, an a girl.”

    CBÉ 0485

    they'd be playin' at the fort agin, an thry an' find out who he was.
    For several evenin's afther, they kep' a close watch for him, but sthill they never could see him near the fort, an' they had given up hopes o' ever seein' him agin, when wan evenin' is they war goin' through a wood, they heard something squealin. They war sure it was a mouse, for the voice wastnt any louder that a mouses, but when they went to see fot it was, they found is comical a sight before them, is yid ask ta see in a day's walk.
    Hangin' be his beard out o' a big tree, was the little man that they had met at the fort, an' there was a bundle o' cipins about the size o' a match box undher the three, an' a small little hatchet beside it.
    They went up to the little man to see if they could do anything to help him, for when they saw him in such throuble, is he was in, they forgot about the way he thried to insult them, when he met them at the fort. Their whole concern was ta find some way ta get him out o' throuble. It seems he was choppin' wood off the tree, when his beard, which was very long, got in his way, an'

  3. The Fenians Had No Grá for the Women

    CBÉ 0485

    ________________________________________
    Death of King OConnor
    The Bawn in Ballintubber
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    live at 'Fort William', Ballintubber, a gentleman, Tighe - Bachelor, and his two sisters. They were Catholics and attended mass every Sunday in the Chapel in Ballintubber. The two ladies wore bonnets and over their shoulders paisly silk shawls."
    "Well," she continued, "on this Fort, King William's soldiers set their Canon _ Ever afterwards the Fort was called _ 'Fort Williams'. In the "Bawn" (in Ballintubber) right opposite the Fort (1/4 ml as the bird flies) lived King OConnor. A waiting maid in the employment of King OConnor took a bribe from King William's soldiers _ that -at a named hour in the evening she would enter the room in which King OConnor sat and place a lighted Candle in the window opposite to where the king was at the time seated.
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    Waiting maid acts as spy for
    the soldiers of William
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    At the appointed hour the bribed maid entered the room carrying in her hand a lighted candle. King OConnor knelt at prayer.

  4. (gan teideal)

    “Cnocán na staneela means the fort of the white horse...”

    CBÉ 0407

    "Cnocán na staneela means the fort of the white horses. In olden times the horses was dressed in white drapings. If a white horse wasn't at hand they used to whitewash the most suitable steed at hand. He was paraded through the throng and then put up on top of the fort for the rest of the 'aonach'
    [cf Fair of Puck in Kilorglin, Co. Kerry where King Puck reigns for a week in undisputed sovereignty

  5. Horseman Guarding Gold

    CBÉ 0407

    Plenty of gold hidden in Kilbride's fort (the Moate or the Ring) but there is no chance of getting at it. It is guarded by horsemen every night of the year (See story in Book 1 about the man who escaped from the horsemen).
    The Fenians of this locality buried their pikes in this fort, when the Rising was over. A search was made for them a few years ago. Nothing found except form of doorway wh none of the searchers would enter.

  6. A Legend of Ballindoon Castle

    CBÉ 0485

    sound o' music reached his ear, an' he believed it came from the fort.
    He listhened a while longer, in' sure enough there was music an' singin' an' it was goin' on in the fort. It grew louder an' louder every minnit, an' at lasht it swelled up into agrand chorous, an' the hunchback was so spellbound at the grandeour o' it all, is that he could hardly refrain himsel, from joinin' in.
    However he' said he'd have patience, an' wait until the fairy choir id have finished (for he was sure it was a fairy choir, for no eartly wan was ever is good is it) So when the lasht notes o' their song was ended, he ruse on his voice himsel, an' the sweethesht day the thrush every sang, she couldn't howld acandle ta the way the hunchback sang that night.
    Twas now the fairies turn to feel spellbound, (that it if they could feel that way) an' the hunchback hadn't the song finished, when he was lifted off his feet off the road, an' before he had time ta say 'ma' they had him within in the fort, an' him sittin beside the chief harper. They got into him, an' there wastne asong that ever he knew, but he hadn't ta sing for them, an' when he was goin' home in the mornin they tould him, that in repayment or his nights entertainment that they'd give him any

  7. (gan teideal)

    “There is a field in the townland of Cloghogue Upper in the parish of Ballyrush...”

    CBÉ 0485

    There is a field in the town land of Cloghogue Upper in the parish of Ballyrush, in which there were several forts, in which it is said many curious incidents happened.
    One of these incidents follows-
    A young child from the townland, a little boy went out to play in the fort on day. He was an unusually pretty child, and his parents were very proud of him. He came in from the fort in the evening, and sat by the fire for a few minutes. He then got up, [?] intending to go to the room. His mother however noticed that he wasn’t able to make his way, and she asked him, what was the matter with him. He told her that he couldn’t see, and from that day forth, until he was an old man, he never regained his sight.
    [?] people believe that it was the “people” of the fort, who were responsible for his blindness

  8. (gan teideal)

    “This night myself and Mat Duggan were going home from cuarduigheacht...”

    CBÉ 0407

    No nobody should meddle with a fort. You needn't pass where you [?]. Denis Ryan cleared Forristal's fort the year he bt the farm. The very same week his wife took to the bed- a fine strong brave honest woman. Well - you were all at the corpse-house& at the wake & at the funeral. He never had a day luck since. His cattle died & he calved & no later than last week the horses ran away with one of his sons & him driving the moving machine up to Cappagh.
    Bill Crotty often met a little man at the fort. He used leave one cow unmilked for the "good people" & when he was driving the cows home for the winter, this cow wouldn't leave the field no matter what he'd do. (he had to leave her there.
    Sure, when they were building Power's cottage the wind rose & the scaffolding was blown right across the road. They put it up again & it was blown again. The men refused to work & they had to shift the site of the cottage.
    Tell us about the Crock of Gold
    Bill Crotty's father dreamt 3 nights running that there was a crock of gold hidden in a

  9. A Cure

    CBÉ 0463

    There was a man livin in the townland o' Laherdawn at wan time, an' it was in the Springtime, an' he went out ta turn a few scrapes in the field that he meant ta plant the praties in that year.
    There happened ta be a fort in the field, an' 'futher" it was from devilment or bravado, or thoughtlessness, or them all put together, if he didn't run his plough in on the fort, just when he came is far is it, an' he said said that he'd plough it is well the resht o' the field. Damn but he hadn't the words out on his mouth when he was made sorry for sayin' them, for the mosht terrible pain, came inta his jaws that ever could be, an' his agony was so great is that his mouth turned clane crooked on his face, wan corner keida shlanted up towards his eye, an' the other down for his chin so that he could hardly speak at all.
    All he could do was ta love the horshes there in the field an' go home, but all the good that done him was that the

  10. 'Ballybar with Butter on It'

    CBÉ 0407

    fairies live in that fort where you see all the sgeach's. They do be hurling there by night. Many and many's the time I saw lights in the fort at night. It is called 'Dúnmain'.
    [Two years later (about 1903) Owen fell dead by our side on the very spot where he had spoken two years previously. That put an end to my race-going for the time being. Owen spend some time in Kerry working at the laying down of a railway (Dingle, I heard) where they had "great wages - two shillings a day. He learned a good deal of Irish there. I remember to hear him translate some Irish words that were on a meal bag when I was very, very, young. Eorna was one of the words: I also learned "súiste," "buailteán" and "corrán" from him. He was never done talking about the use of the reaping-hook in Kerry and of the flail - always we used the flail constantly in those days ourselves.
    Owen: "When I was a young man I spent a number of years working for a farmer near Old Leighlin (Pr. 'lôcklin'). Molaise is the patron saint of Leighlin. There is a place there called Croc' chinn where the Saint brought a young man back to life. He was killed by robbers and his head cut off. The boy's mother begged the Saint to give her back her son. He stuck the head on the body and the boy rose up and walked away. The place is still known as Croch cinn or cros cinn. No, I

  11. (gan teideal)

    “This night myself and Mat Duggan were going home from cuarduigheacht...”

    CBÉ 0407

    among the neighbours. When I got to the stone there was no sign of my Kitty. I proceed on but I said I'd double on her. I searched behind the rock & under the sqeac & there was no one there. She couldn't have got over the ditch. I tell you I got a fright then. I was a brave as a lion before that. I walkes over the road on fast as I could until I reached Kollride's stream. There was no bridge there at that time.
    "I'll be all right now" says I when I cross running water.
    When I came out of the water I saw the rat [?] me trotting along the road - the biggest rat I ever saw & a tail on him as long as your arm. He kept in front of me taking his time & I had all I could do not to walk on him. I always heard that it woud be wrong to kill anything at night. Me Mr. Rat kept on in front of me as easy as you please until we came to Mahoney's cottage, right [?] the Fort. He springs of a leap right up on the wall & off with across the field making hell fer leather for the fort. No race home ever went

  12. Parish Boundaries - How Marked

    CBÉ 0407

    Toem, Co. Tipperary

    not the middle of the stream, but the middle of the ditch and a tree on this ditch without my neighbours permission can be without mine [The murder trial (Hogan & Hanley) who ? in Dublin on Sat 16/?/37 originated in a dispute about the tree who grew on the boundary between their farms.] The embankment to the east shows the former width of the stream, or the eastward limit of its meandering OR marks the brink of the monks' mill-dam. It is quite evident from topographical features extant that this was formerly site of ford. The greatest width of the stream, OR of the dam or of the ford or of the oscillation in the meandering stream was 70-80 yards.
    Following this stream down 1/2 mile from Toem we find that it marks a boundary of neither field, farm, nor townland is at present a few yards north of the boundary between Baronies Killnamanagh & Clanwilliam.
    The Sappers marked Butlers fort Knockanstanella (? Book 1) older inhabitants hold that ? ? fort marked is the real Knockaun-na-staneela, but possibly they base their claim on ? that A stands in townland of Knockane (? Cnocán). The Sappers classed "cloc a' puill" (Co. Carlow) as an ?

  13. Parish Boundaries - How Marked

    CBÉ 0407

    Toem, Co. Tipperary

    not the middle of the stream, but the middle of the ditch. I cannot cut a tree on the ditch without my neighbour's permission; neither can he without mine. [The murder trial (Hogan and Hanley) wh. finished in Dublin on Sat 16/x/37 originated in a dispute about the tree who grew as the boundary between their farms]. The embankment to the east shows the former width of the stream OR the eastward limit of its meandering OR marks the brink of the monks' mill-9dam. It is quite evident from topographical features extant that this was formerly site of a ford. The greatest width of the stream,or of the dam, or of the ford or of the oscillation of the meandering stream was 70-80 yds.
    Following this stream down 1/2 mile from Toem, we find that it marks the boundary of neither field, farm, nor townland and that it is at present a few yards north of the boundary between Baronies of Killnamanagh and Clanwilliam.
    Which is which?
    The Sappers marked Butler's Fort as Knockauna stoneela (Vide Book1) older inhabitants hold that the great fort (marked A is the real Knockaun-na -stoneela, but possibly they base their claims on fact that A stands in townland of Knockane (pron. Cnocán) The Sappers classed "cloch a'phuill" (Co Carlow) as an Ogham!!!

  14. (gan teideal)

    “Mesel' an Georgie was comin' home from ramblin' wan night in ould Biddy ---'s out there the road.”

    CBÉ 0463

    went, I couldn't get the end o' the hape, an' there I was goin' round an' round about it until at loug lasht I backed backed from it, an' I was kep' backin' until me back part bumped inta a big lone [?] - thorn that was growin in the fort, an' I never fell mesel backin' inta the fort until I got this mighty knock an won id have ta sthep high ta get inta it any other time.
    I steadied mesel at the bush, an' I said I make a sthraight shot for the gap this time for I knew the dishtance ta be forty-five yards.
    I sharted off, counted forty-five stheps, an' I walked out through the gap, an' got home safe an' sound at half pasht four in the mornin'.
    I met George the nexht day "[?] time did ye get home at lasht night" sez he. "Half four" sez I. "Ye were damn lucky" sez he "It was half six before I got home. I losht me cap in the meadow between the two forths, an I went lookin' for it, an' they kep' me thrampin' from wan fome ta thether, antil nearly day light, an' I was damn glad then ta go home without it. An thats my sthory for ye now so ye see theres fairies ta be had in ould Ireland all the time.

  15. (gan teideal)

    “Well I'll tell ye anether Sthory about Curlisheen now is I'm at it.”

    CBÉ 0485

    an plannin o' how he'd put an' end to all the annoyance without risin much disthurbance about it.
    He was goin ta bed very late this mornin, for he never went ta bed any earlier than about four o clock or so, that id be about an hour or so before sunrise comin' on round the end o' April an' the firsht o' May. an' he washtnt in bed very long, when he heard the cattle looin' in his oats field.
    He got up o' a jump, an' never heeded ta put a stitch on him, only away wit him to the oatsfield in his night-shirt. He had ta pass through a fort on his way to the oats field, an' theres a little round green ring in the middle o' the fort, an' jusht is he was crossin' this little ring, if somewan didn't seize on him from behind.
    He was sure at firsht that it was some o' the neighbours who war hidin intendin ta bate him an' he kicked an' shouted for a while, doin' his besht ta get away from them, but they held him so sthrong is that he could hardly move. He was wondherin fot they war goin ta do nexht wit him, when all o' a sudden, somewan sthruck up the

  16. Siabhra with Red Box on His Back

    CBÉ 0407

    in the way of the plough. Some neighbours helped them to lift it one day & what was underneath but a little crock full of bones. It was in a bit of masonry about 7 or 8 inches square & about the same depth.
    If they had slipped in a florin it'd turn back into gold.
    or a sovereign or a half-sovereign.
    They brought home some of the bones & put them into the fire. If they were in it still, they wouldn't burn. It was surely gold if they knew how to turn it back.
    There was grand shelter in the fort - great shelter for cattle & of course no one would dream of cutting a branch or a bramble in it. Well, when Denis Ryan (Mangaire) bought the place about 10 years ago he levelled every sgeach that was growing on it. You all know what mí-ádh he has met with since. His wife took to the bed soon after & never left it until she died last year (1936). There is no knowing all the stock he lost - cow & calves& the like, and the horses ran away with his son last June when he was driving a moving machine along the road. ?The machine was made match-wood of but luckily the boy & the horses escaped. There is not another man in the parish, nor in Ireland, maybe. that'd meddle with that fort.

  17. (gan teideal)

    “I will, am' I'll tell ye anether sthory about a quare incident that happened round here.”

    CBÉ 0485

    I will, an' I'll tell ye anether sthory about a quare incident that happened round here. Twas over neas Tully that it happened, thats in the Highwood parish.
    There was a man who owned a few cows there, an' they was all good milkers, but there was wan cow, an' no matther who milked her either in the mornin, or in the evenin, an' no matther how careful they war, she always managed to dhraw a kick, an' ta spill the milk.
    Nao there happened to be a fort in wan o' the fields, where the cattle ushed to graze, an' it was usuall in that field that the cows ushed ta be milked, so the man when he got tired o' hearin' from everywan that milked the cow that the let her spill the milk, he said that he'd milk her the nexht time himsel.
    That evenin' he sat out to milk the cow, an' jusht is he was sitting down undher her, he heard a child cryin in the fort, an' a woman said to it, Hush agra don't cry there'll be plenty o' milk for ye when the sthrawberry cow is milked, an' fot di ye think if it wastnt a sthrawberry cow that the man wast'nt milk an' she happened to be the only wan in the filed.
    The man was jusht sthrippin the lasht dhrop o' milk from her, when the nexht minnit, she up wit the foot, an'

  18. (gan teideal)

    “I will, am' I'll tell ye anether sthory about a quare incident that happened round here.”

    CBÉ 0485

    spilled every dhrop o' it. He said to himsel that he'd tesht her another time, in' that if she thried the caper agin on him, that he'd do somethin' about it, so the nexht mornin' agin, he milked her, an' o' courche as usual she spilled the milk.
    He went to the fort field that evenin' and into the fort wit him. "Di ye wasnt milk" he say, an' lo an' behold ye, if a woman's voice didn't answer him "We do".
    "Well he" say ye can have milk if ye want it, but I don't want ye ta sthale, I'll lave ye the cow he" say an' let ye milk her an' let me have her calf.
    "Alright" say the same voice, but high up or low down there was no pershon to be seen.
    The man went away an' kep' his promise, an' every mornin' an' evenin' is regular is clockwork, the cow was milked, but no wan was ever seen milkin' her. The man was let keep the calves, an' he was spared the throuble o' buryin the cow when she died, for he found her horns sthickin up out o' adhrain, about a mile away from his farm, wan day, an' in a place, where no cow was ever known to venture to before.

  19. (gan teideal)

    “There is another story told about the graveyard in Chapel Park down in Pollfur.”

    CBÉ 0106

    interfered with them stones anymore. The same thing happened in the parish of Glynn. There is an old rath or fort near the village and there are a whole lot of fine stones in it, at the present day and on two of them there are crosses. Well, anyhow some man was building an out house and he drew three of four loads of stones out of the rath and threw them down at the place where he was going to build the house, and left them there for to start working at the job the next morning. When he got up the next morning the stones weren't to be seen, high or low. He began to think someone had stolen them from him for fun, but one day he happened to be passing by the rath, and

  20. Dead Coach

    CBÉ 0190

    There was a man coming home from the fair of Ross one night to the Modibeg about two or three miles from Taghmon. He was going over Tottenham Green bridge and there was a cat sitting on the bridge. This man was riding a horse. The cat made a fly at him and the horse got frightened and started to gallop. The rider fell off and lay in the ditch. It was in the summer time about 4 oclock in the morning. He got up and he walked around for a while. Then he found the horses saddle in the middle of the road. He took up the saddle and started for home across the fields. On his way home he had to pass through an old rath or fort or "raa" as