I heard the following story from my father John Dooley a herd in Moyne Durrow, Laoighis about 29 years of age.
One night there was a woman coming home from a wake. She was coming along the road and she met a hearse and a number of people after it.
There was a man a great length behind. The woman asked him where were they going so late. The man answered "it is not late for us but it is late for you".
The woman came on further and she met another man and he said "good night". The man said your cow will have two calves tonight without milk.