There was a travelling poet in olden times named Kairn. He had a charm to banish rats or to send them to one. One day he was drinking in a public house in Duagh kept by Séan Darb O Connor. Séan had a big black cat and Kairn saw him. "That is a fine cat you have" Séan said he . "He is said said Séan and you havent a rat he would nt kill". I will bet you a a gallon of whiskey said Kairn, I have a rat that will kill him all right said Séan. Kairn told him the day he was sending him and he told him to have the house cleared up and to have a fine fire down and not to have the cat in the