There is a fort situated near my home in Rathnacellagan. There was a heap of stones on top of the fort and one day, the owner of the fort, buried them six feet down in the ground and when he came back in the morning, the stones were on the top of the fort again.
There is also a lone bush near the fort. One day a man came with an axe to cut the bush and just as he was striking the blow, he missed the bush and cut his left hand.