fought around this place by the Danes and some others that were in Ireland and living in some forth around about and the passages were leading from forth to forth. There was about four miles between each forth. Name: Kathleen Byrnes 13 years
Address: Rusheenmore GlenfleskName: Pat Byrnes 50 years
Address: Rusheenmore Glenflesk

many minutes the whole house was swept away. Not a trace of it was left and even the bodies of the drowned were never found with the exception of the baby which was found still in its cradle at Poulgorm bridge down in the river. The baby of course was not alive. The people used to say that the flood was probably caused by a cloud burst far up in the mountain. The river had always been there but owing to the flood it changed its course and, I believe, has followed this altered course ever since.
The people used to say that the Flesk river claimed a victim every seven years and it seemed to have been the case for some time but recent years have disproved this tradition at least so far as I have heard.
I heard my mother speak of a plague of rats which appeared in the district between Glenflesk and Killarney and how the men and boys went out with flails and sticks and succeeded in driving them off.
In Glenflesk there is one Holy Well called ''Tobar na Naomh''. It is a spring well at the foot of a very steep hill. The path up the hill was called ''Slighe na Naomh'', which led to Ballyvourney. The story was told that

at one time a number of Saints were going from Tobar na Naomh to Ballyvourney. The mountain path being so steep and narrow they could only walk one behind the other. When the first arrived at Ballyvourney he found he had forgotten something at the well. He told the one next to him and so the word was passed from one to the other and the last was just leaving the the well when the word reached him so that he was able to bring the forgotten object to its owner. This object was said to be a pair of glasses. Whether glasses were know in Ireland in the days of the Saints I do not know.
Dromnaharuich is the name of a townland about midway between Loo-bridge and Headford. I once heard that this also was a place for paying ''rounds'' long ago and that it was for this it got its name- drom na h-Aithrighe.
It was an old custom for the people of Glenflesk to go to ''the City'' on May day to do ''rounds'. The ''City'' was in Rathmore and the Glenflesk people crossed the hill on foot to get there. A pattern andd amusements accompanied the doing of ''rounds at 'the city'''; this was not the case with the doing of ''rounds'' at ''Tobar na Naomh'' probably because, as far as I remember, they were not done on any special day of the year.

him kneel down before him and stay there until he would return. He went and got the pot of gold and filled his pockets with it and left out his sister. The robber told the lad not to kill himself and that he could have all the gold. He drove the robber out of the place as far as a place called Glenflesk. He gave some of the money to the poor people. It was that man that hunted the robber out of that place.

Oh then to the north, Ballyhar, Scartaghglen,
Ah surely there flourished the bravest of men,
And sweet Castleisland that ever was seen
In front of each battle for Erin the green.Oh fair Killarney, his own fairy home,
Killarney he views from his beautiful dome,
Killarney where all his great beauty doth flow
Oh vote for the true sons of sweet Aghadoe.Oh fair Killarney, that place of renown,
Oh why should he leave you, hos own darling town.
Say, wont you be decked with green holly and baize,
And sing McGillicuddys sweet merited praise.Oh Glenflesk, oh Glenflesk, that knows not the slave,
Glenflesk that produced the O Donoghue brave.
And say Gunive Gulla that is true to the core,
Oh come to the polling at charming Rathmore.Come on to Rathmore, we will welcome you there,
Come on for the beauteous Blackwater is near,
Come on, we will hail with greetings galore,
I'll show you through all the fair scenes of Rathmore,
For like new Tipperary we built up Rathmore.Its there McGillicuddy your praises will sing

1. Old roads in the Lissivigeen School District (3 - 4 mls. east of Killarney) Killarney Parish, Barony of Magunihy.
The "Old Road" A wide but rough road leading from Clash - Lissivigeen Cross through Clasheens, Minish and Clohane. Lendth 3 - 4 miles. Direction S.E. to Glenflesk and thence on to Cork. Wide and well made for most of the way was evidently the chief channel of traffic from Killarney to Glenflesk and thence to Macroom in pre-coach. Magnificent views of the Reeks and of the Lakes of Killarney from the highest parts of this road. Locally known for many years as "The Old Road"
2. "An Bóithrín Glas":- This road connects the main road to Cork from the Pike Hill (1½ miles west of Lissivigeen Sch.) with the Mallow Road. Length 1½ miles approx. Formed a short cut from the East to Killarney for this length of road.
3. Road leading from Scart, quite close to Loretto Convent through grounds of old Franciscan Friary on the banks of the Flesk, thence across the river, past Catairín na Leanbh the burial place according to tradition of members of the Franciscan community of Faugh and subsequently used for burial of still-born children or of unbaptized children.
4. Road through Áth na gCorp at Minish 3½ mls. from Killarney S.E. thence across the G.S. Railway to Minish Cross where it meets the main road to Cork, thence to Upper Minish where it joined the "Old Road" referred to above.

JOHN MICKY RIORDAN still lives at Knockanes in the parish of Glenflesk. He was very fond of horses and still is and would talk about them from morning till night. Once when he was a young man he "made up" a horse for Kanturk Horse Fair. As soon as he left his own home the horse being "mad for the road" started to trot and John Micky ran along "beside him" and they never stopped till they reached Kanturk nearly thirty miles away.
DAN KELLY of Carrigavana in the parish of Glenflesk used to take a half a sack of flour on his back from Headfort to his own home across the mountain from Draumcarbin. The mountain is about a thousand feet high.
TIM COOPER of Draum used take a plough on his shoulder from Liosnagrave to Draum.
JERH CONNELL (JERRY GEOFFRY) READMINAGH brought a sack of meal in his arms from Maggie Free's (Daly) yard to the road. He took it by Na Cluasanna and pitched it against the hill over a horse rail into his own car.
The Murphy and Sullivan Elections were on,

I remember seeing that Parish Clerk paid a peck of potatoes by farmers year after year for his services to the parish.The Parish Clerk at Barradubh was Timothy O'Sullivan (Taidhgín the Clerk). His services were dispensed with about the same time and an altar committee and altar boys attend to the church here.The Parish Clerk was generally a bit of an "artist" and many funny stories are told about them and the way they were treated. Sometimes he would be given only small potatoes or maybe a big stone would be put into the centre of the potatoes.When twigies were not available farmers made baskets from hazel rods. Hazel does not grow around Barradubh and they were bought from people living near Crohane wood in the Parish of Glenflesk.During the winter months the farmers who owned portion of that wood or who had access to it derived a regular annual income from the sale of hazel rods for the making of baskets or hazel spars for thatching houses.Every Sunday they brought horse loads of them to Glenflesk Church when coming to

* Fíníon Thomáis he was called
is a strong well defined odour from the skin of the badger. This has nearly disappeared about the time of the Badger-Moon.
In Sroneaboy in the parish of Glenflesk lived a man named * Fíníon O'Donoghue. His farm included a mountain. He kept cattle in the mountain and it was the duty of his son Patsy Fíníon to go the hill each day and count the animals. Patsy was this time about eight or nine years old. One day he found two young badgers which he thought were pups and he brought them home. They were under a flat flag when he found them. When his father saw them he became alarmed and accompanied by other men and dogs and armed with pikes the young badgers were returned to the exact place where Patsy had found them.Seemlingly if they were not returned the young fellow could not go to count the animals for ages as the old badgers would find the smell of the young ones from him and attack him. Nearing seventy years of age Patsy died about ten years ago. He had a younger brother named Flor Fíníon who when a young man was .....
(There was a cure in the flesh of the badger. If after her confinement a mother did not regain her usual strength she was restored to health and vigour by eating Badger flesh boiled with cabbage. But if she found the flesh too strong the cabbage alone restored her.This information is supplied by Donnchadh Ua Conaill O.S. Scoil an Bharra Dhuibh, Cíll Áirne. His mother who lives at Beárna(?) Glenflesk remembers when the cure was resorted to)

Once upon a time there was a monster worm living in Loughquittane Lake. He used always be near the island and he used to eat all the fish in the lake. There was a house near the lake and one winter's day he came out to the house.
They had a pig killed up on the table and there was a child in the cradle near the fire. There were three links of a gold chain around his neck. The man of the house was upstairs. The worm was going to eat the child or the pig and he eat the pig. When the worm was going out the door the man got a bar and he hit one of the links and knocked it off.
The man carried the gold link to town and he got alot of money for it. That night the worm went into into the lake and the lake friezed and the worm.
Name: Owen Spillane 14 year 28th J
Address: Lough-Quittane Glenflesk
Name: Jim Spillane 26 years 7th Mar
Address: Rossala Glenflesk Killarney

bottle and were killing all in the house. The landlord said to Purcell when you will give me the bottle I gave you so he did and Mick stoped them. When he got back the bottle he got rich again. When Mick and his wife died the bottles were broken on they washing them. They were no more use.Name CarrigavanaName Con Kelly 13 years 9 January
Address Carrigaranna Glenflesk
Name Mrs D Kelly62 years 1 May
Address Carrigavanna Glenflesk

There was a certain man from Tipperary. He buried his wife in Killaha. Killaha was not her burying place she came by night and ordered him to carry her down to Tipperary. She died of fever. One of his neighbours went with him and carried the corpse in his horse and cart down to Emily. Some few days after he returned his horse died of disease and the man himself died afterwards.Búile
There was a man by the name of Paddy Carey. There was an old house in Búile by the name of fothrac an Óir and it used to be his work every day looking for gold and we never heard he found it.Name Michael Donoghue 23 years 15th July
Address Killaha Glenflesk KillarneyName Michael Donoghue 48 years
Address Killaha Glenflesk

asked her what she used to be giving away behind the womans back. I never gave anything only a sup of milk to the widows children and a bit of my own dinner. So he asked her to go back and mind the old woman and the place would be her's when the old woman would die.So she went back and it was not long till the old woman died. So the girl had all for her charity. When the woman was dead she used back every night. The girl told the priest. The priest told her to sell the place. So she sold the place. She gave the money to the priest for the good of the Name: Nellie Courtney 13 years
adress: Aneebeg Glenflesk
Name: Mrs. Courtney 42
adress: Aneebeg Glenflesk

There is an old Chapel in the townland of Rusheenbeg. It is built in Maurice Donoghues farm. It was built by a man by the name of Timothy O Conell from Cahirciveen. It was built in the year 1807 and it was thrown down in the year 1860. The people used to to come from the County Bounds to hear mass at this church because there was no other church convenient to them except this one. The people used come walking and when they used to be leaving their houses they would bring their boots on their shoulders and then put them on. The ruins of the chapel are still to be seen and the holy water pot is inside the door.Name Darby ODonoghue 13 years
Address Rusheenbeg Glenflesk
Name Maurice ODonoghue 50 years
Address Rusheenbeg Glenflesk

a transportation for life, so Lucy thought of a plan to get rid of the O'Dowds. One night when the O'Dowds were asleep, Lucy killed three of his own sheep and threw them down the chimney of O'Dowd's house. He went to Killaha in Glenflesk for the police and told them that his sheep were stolen. They came and searched for them and got them in O'Dowd's house. The three brothers were taken to KIllarney and the heads of the sheep were tied up on their heads and from there they were transported for life to Van Diemen's Land. When this was done

Michael Connell lived in Mountcain. In the year 1879 he was going back to Glenflesk castle to see Mr Coltsman. There was no clock then but people thought it safe to go out after second cock-crow. He fell asleep and when he woke he thought the cock had crowed unknown to him. It being a fine moonlight night he thought it was day. So he got up and he took his breakfast and he and his son went walking to the castle. When they were going up to the house owned now by Jer Fleming of Mountinfant. His son Dan said

In the townland of Artigallivan in the parish of Glenflesk in the Co. Kerry in the year 1887, there lived a man named Tangney who was one of the Landlords agents and by all accounts he was a bad boy. The moonlighters were after calling on him couple of times before and were after giving him bad frights but all were of little use. On a certain night a number of moonlighters came when the Tangney family were going to bed, a knock came to the door, and who should come to open the door but Tangney himself and their and then the moonlighters rushed in and made him go down on his knees and made him say an act of Contrition. While he was saying it one of the moonlighters

Two families lived in the townland of Glenflesk, Killarney and one had a farm somewhat larger than the other. Many wondered at the big quantity of butter produced weekly by the smaller farmer and wondered still more at the small quantity produced by the bigger. Things went on so for years until eventually it failed one to make any instead the cream got into a foam and boiled over. Eventually the aggrieved farmer went to the Parish priest who visited the house and ordered the cream to be got ready for churning. He stood by reading from his manual and the farmer succeeded in making his butter and from that out experienced no difficulty. Directly it was noticed the smaller farmers quantity dwindled down to what may be expected and the others increased. The families became unfriendly and bitter feelings existed for a considerable time

The sleán is still made by the smiths of the parish but the most popular maker is Pattie Eugene Murphy of Barradubh. In Glenflesk, and Barraduv and Rathmore there are many smith. Every one of them whom I ever heard of is named Murphy. One of the Murphy families were traditional sleán makers. Pattie Eugene has the gift which he got from his father Eugene who in turn had got it from his father Mick Murphy. When a young man Eugene served his time in his father's forge which still stands beside Barradubh Cross and just across Barradubh River from Barradubh school. He also ran a public house and general merchant's store. He ceased to work at his trade as he was well off but

In the townland of Curreal in the parish pf Glenflesk, Co Kerry lived a man named Denis D O'Doneghue. He was called Denny Mary Murphy. His father died when the family were young and as is the habit the boys were called after the mother. Curiously enough the only girl in the family who was the youngest was called Ellen Denis because Denis was the Father's name. Denny Mary Murphy died about eight years ago at the age of about sixty six. He was a rope mender and the only one I ever heard of. He was also a basket and sciacóg maker. He had a farm of fifteen cows worked now