One time about sixty years ago there lived in the townland of Cully a man who’s name was Willie Mc Cullagh.

He went out to plough one of his fields.In the middle of the field was a very bush.He thought if one of the limbs were cut off it he could plough nearer the tree.At dinner-time he took out a hatchet and cut the limb off the bush.He now ploughs on until evening.When he was loosing the horses one of his hands fell dead.He always said that there was no pain in it but he had no power