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- (continued from previous page)Ye bards of this nation and sons of Old Erin.
Come join me in deep lamentation.
For a hero of fame noble Morry by name.
And a friend of our great Irish Nation.
By the Gods was envied
The sweet seas he enjoyed.
And he said they were fairer than Juno..
But the shades of Columbus could never compare.
With they beautiful shores of Loughooney.
There are five Verses in this song an it has a very sweet air.Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
- In former times bricks were made in Smithboro and the brick field is ther yet. Ashes and sand and lime were mixed together and put in a brick maker. There was a piece of wood put under it before it went in. Then the lid of the brick maker was pounded up and down until it was hard. Then it was taken out and cut unto three parts and made into bricks.
James Mc Geough had a forge in Smithboro and made gates and ploughs. The first thing(continues on next page)Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.