éisteacht leó ar feadh tamaill agus insa an deireach sgairi sé amach cionn damhsa fosta comh luath agus bhí an focal ráidhte aige bhí sé ina shuidh ar dhruim beithidheach capaill. Tug an caiftín órdughadh de'n chuid eile de na sídeógaí a bheith ag imtheacht. D'imigh siad agus níor stad siadh gur shroich siad an Spáin. Nuair a bhí said annsin d'fiafruigh an fear cá h-áit a rabh said. Dubairt siad go rabh said ins an Spáinn. 'Maise' arsa an fear 'is truagh gan luach culaith éadaigh agam mar tá fear ar an bhaile s'againne ag cainnt i gcomhnuidhe ar chulait éadaigh a fhágail as an Spáinn'. 'Gheobhaidh tú luach culaith éadaigh arsa caiftín na sídheóg. Chuir sé an fear go dtí fuinneog siopa a bhí ann. Thug sé cloch do agus d'iarr air i a leigint

Bhí bean agus fear i na gcomhnaidhe thíos ins na Rosaibh aon uair amháin. Oidhche Shamhna amháin rinne siad pota brúitín. Nuair a bhí an brúitín déanta d'imthigh an fear amach agus nuair a bhí sé tamall maith amuigh chuaidh bean an toighe amach agus ní rabh sé le fághal aicí. Nuair a chuaidh an fear amach bhí calann mór le cloinnstin aige. Bhí páirc mhór taobh thiar den teach agus í lán buffthalán buith. Bhí sgaifte mór sídheógaí thiar ins an pháirc agus iad ag scairtigh amach "cionn damhsa cionn duitse". Bhí an fear ag

An Chailleach Beara It is hundreds and hundreds of years since the people of Coulagh heard of this so called bird which they think came down from the mountains and rested on a rock on Coulagh for one night and then went to Kilcatherine. The prijos9siswowi8sw8siw8iwnt of her foot is on the rock yet and will be for ever. The water that rests on the spot will cure warts and it will never dry. The bird is the shape of a woman in Kilcatherine and she has a basket on her back and the old people say that it is a basket of eggs.kssososoissosiiswo

THE EGLINTON was the first steamer that sailed on Lough Corrib. It was bought by three landlords - Messrs. Staunton, Lynch, and Guinness and brought to Lough Corrib in 1862. It seems that it did not pay its owners, and after about thirty years trading it was sold to a man from Killaloe. She traded on the Shannon but was drowned after a time. The St. Patrick Some years after the sale of the Eglinton the Lydons and Hessions who had been trading on the lake with sailing boats, united, bought timber and after having saved it they built it into a boat. This boat was called the St. Patrick. Patsy Hession was captain of the steamer, but on wild day, when delivering a load at Kilbeg his leg was caught between the boat and the quay and he was killed. The Fairy Queen. The Fairy Queen was

Horse-racing centre in Templetate made about 80 yrs to 100 yrs ago by local gentry (Templetate is close to Magherarney Chapel) in Co. Monaghan parish of Killeevan

There is about half an acre of potatoes grown on my farm every year. My father prepares the ground for the potatoes. The ground has to be manured at first. It makes the ground rich to grown the potatoes. The potatoes are sown both in ridges and drills. RIdges are made with a spade by the hand. The drills are made with a plough, and a pair of horses. Wooden ploughs were used in olden times, but not at the present time. Iron ploughs are used nowadays. Wooden ploughs are still in use in Germany and other foreign countries. The handles of spades are made locally, but hte spade's are bought in the shops. When potatoes are dug from something. LOLOLOLOLLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL

There is about half an acre of potatoes grown on my farm every year. My father prepares the ground for the potatoes. The ground has to be manured at first. It makes the ground rich to grown the potatoes. The potatoes are sown both in ridges and drills. RIdges are made with a spade by the hand. The drills are made with a plough, and a pair of horses. Wooden ploughs were used in olden times, but not at the present time. Iron ploughs are used nowadays. Wooden ploughs are still in use in Germany and other foreign countries. The handles of spades are made locally, but hte spade's are bought in the shops. When potatoes are dug from I’m Stupid lololololololololololololol

put it in a pot and melt it to give drinks to cattle. One day a man let out a sheep and when he went to look for her he could not get her because she was buried in a high drift of snow. After a week the man was walking about the field and he saw a hole in the snow and he dug it up and there he got the sheep alive and safe. Snow that is high in some places and low in other places is called "sneacta sguaibte" About thirty five years ago there was a terrible thounder storm which did much harm. I heard about a woman and a boy who were coming home from the bog and they had two asses carrying cleeves of turf. The womans ass turned back towards the bog and she followed him. When she returned the boy and his ass were dead. The lightening having killed them.

In those days there were no banks and the people who had any money hid it in the roofs of the houses and it was scattered around the country when the roofs were blown away. I heard of a man who lived near Castlerea with his son in an old cabin. The storm raged around his cabin. He told his son to get up and put the bold on the door but his sone would not. At last the wind blew the door in and he had to get

up and shut the door. As he did so a purse of gold was blown in to his face and he said "It is an ill wind that blows no body good" Another storm which was nearly as bad happened about thirty-two years ago. People say it was just as bad as the big wind of 1839 but that things were better protected and there was not as much harm done but still trees were knocked. Another storm which began when the people were at mass caused terrible disturbance. When they came out of the church they could see nothing but sheaves flying off stacks of oats. In 1917 there was a great snow storm which occurred on the last night of January and which remained on the ground until St Patricks day. It began when the people were in bed . It was so high that the people could hardly open their door in the morning. A person would not know the road from the field. People could not let out their cattle. Most people had to bring in snow and

In the month of January 1839 there came a terrible wind-storm. A man his wife, and a baby one year old were living in Lannanaria Top. When the storm started in the evening they thought nothing of it at first. It got worse coming on to night.

Fataí A Cur. Cuireann m’athair fatai gach bliadhian. Cuireann sé síos acra fatai gach bliadhian. Cuireann sé amach an aoleach ar an talamh i dtosach agus treabhann sé an talamh .Annsin deanainn sé na h-iomairí le céacht agus dha chapall. Uaireanta deanainn sé drilleanna le an ceacht freisin. Fado ó soin rinne siad na h-iomairí le ramháinne. Cuireann sé na sciollan sios agus fagann sé troigh idir gach sciollan agus cluduigheann sé iad le ceacht [admadh] adhmad no le rámhainne. Nuair a bhionn na fataí curtha ar feadh míosa no mar sin lántar iad. Nuair a bhionn siad leath troigh nó mar sin ós cionn na talmhan cuirtear cloch ghorm ortha.

Drumcondra district- Botanic Avenue. Midway between Tolka Bridge and the Wooden Church on this road was up to recent times a row of little slated cottages about seven or eight in number. In July 1935 the cottages were demolished to make room for the erection of new houses. During the course of demolition I noticed that the side-walls of the houses were built of 'Channel' in which the traces of the wheaten straw originally used in the process of mixing were clearly visible. The houses noted above may have been the remains of some forgotten village. J Walsh, 16, Crescent Villas, Iona Rd, Dublin N.B. The site of the above mud-walled cabins is now occupied by houses nos. 120, 122, 124, 126, 128, 130, 132, 134, 136, and 138 Botanic Avenue.

Just then they saw Donncadh coming along and thinking to have some fun they decided to ask him to divide the stag. They did not know who they were dealing with. At first he made them promise that they would abide by his decision. Then he spoke in the following words. Ceathramhash is leath ag Donncadh Mac Craith Ceathramhash eile ag Neans Ní Traoilig A croidhe is a aodha ag Fiacha Dubha an t-Sléibhe Is a croiceann agam fhéin igcóir briste. It can be seen from above that he and his wife had the stag between them giving the useless parts to the birds. Related by Patrick Shea to me in 1931. Aged 75 years. Now dead. Lived near Inch Youghal Co Cork

149 2nd January 1939 Local Heroes Taken from - Imelda Callan Rickardstown Co. Kildare There were some great singers long ago namely Mrs. Murray Mylerstown who lived about twenty years ago. Michael Hyland Kildoon who lived about thirty years ago. John Mac Cormack is about yer. P. Cullen Waterstown, P. Kelly and J. Murray Riverstown were famous storytellers. Mr. Morgan, Mr O'Brien and J. Murray Riverstown were famous storytellers. Mr. Morgan, Mr O'Brien and J. Toole were famous for their dancing. The most famed jumpers were - J. Cathal, Pollock Dinnie Fitzpatrick Waterstown and P. O'Brien Boherbawn.

There are two fairy forts in the school district. One is named Paddy Smyth's mount, and the other Mc Gahan's lios. Both are in the townland of Waterstown. They are in view of one, and other. They are circular in shape. There is a fence of earth, and stones around each. There is no entrance stone on any of them that I heard about. Many a one visited them, but I do not know of any one entering them, and exploring them. There is an old man in this neighbourhood named Patrick Lear, and he told me this story about his great grandfather. This man sold a horse to a man; the man paid him for the horse in Ardee at the fort. When he went there, and delivered his horse he took a walk through the beautiful stabling, and he was surprised to see a great many men lying across their horses fast asleep, with the exception of one who had no horse, and seeing this horse that the man brought

A long time ago there lived in Weaver Street three weavers namely John Melia, Peter Marshal, and James Conor. These people used to weave flax into linen. The people around used buy this linen at about 7d per yard and out of this linen they used to make sheets, shirts, and towels. About forty years there lived in Cloghan two carpenters namely Patrick Craven and Pat Loonam. About sixty years ago there lived in Cloghan two blacksmiths, their names were Jim Mulhare and Jimmie Carroll.

A siege was held in Old kilcullen in 1798. The town was sacked & the inhabitants massacried and the walls were burnt. In Oldkilcullen there is round tower which was the refuge where the monks ran for

name means the "Hill of beauty" In 'Old kilcullen' there is a tower with a subterrain tunnel running from it to 'New Abbey' where the monks of New Abbey run to in time of danger New Abbey, Oldkilcullen, Castledermot, Castlemartin and Ballymore eustace were built by the Fitz-Eustaces long ago.

animal did damage to anothers property he would have to work without pay with the man for three days for compensation Fairs are held onece a month & the people sell their vegetables, eggs milk etc. - . In many parts of Galway "luck penny" is parded, for example if a man wanted a horse and paid twenty-five for it the other might give him back a pound as a "luck penny". In Old kilcullen a fair used to be held there on the "Green" long ago and the ordeals used to be settled with blackthorn sticks.

There is a very old graveyard in Old kilcullen. It is situated around the tower. The head-stones are very old. They are mostly made of Iron, though there a stone ones. There are a few trees and shrubs in the 'yard and a few stone monuments. On the monuments are carvings. The graveyard is on a slope with tower. The graveyard is not much used now and therefore it is neglected. The stones are falling and the inscription is faded.

Hillview means a view from a hill being on the summit of halverstown covert. (fox) "The Green" of Old_Kilcullen means the common where the fair used to be held Knockaulin or "Cnoc Aluinn" is a hill situated near Old kilcullen It means the "hill of beauty" owing to the magnificent scenery from its summit.

There is the ruins of an old castle in a field belonging to Michael Tracey. It is in this was the story originated. There was a man living in Clough named Paddy Byrne (?) long, long ago. He used to go to England every year to work for a lord called Lord Robert Grey. One year he had not enough money to buy a ticket so he stayed at home. The landlord ordered him to pay his rent or he would evict him. Paddy had living in his house his wife and a servant boy called Mick O Connor. They had nothing on the farm except a stand of oats. Himself and his boy threshed the oats and sacked it for going to the market in Galway. He started at mid-night and was just going in near Galway when he met a gentleman on horse-back "Good day Paddy" said the man "Good-day your honour" said Paddy, "Have you

Ring worms - Some people make a belt, and the person troubled with ring worm wears this belt. Scald (?) in an animals foot - some people get a sod, and cut it the shape of the foot. Then they put the foot down on it and say prayers. Then they go to the byer and put it up over the animal's head and in a few days the animal is alright. I got this information from- Mrs Parke Callowhill Ballinamore Mrs Mitchell Killaneen Ballinamore Mr G Price Corgar Ballinamore

this day because they believed they were giving away their butter. There is a woman living in the town-land of Graffy and she was churning for a day but no butter came on the milk. Next day she started again but could not get any butter. After a few hours, her next door neighbours came in and started churning and immediately the butter came on the milk. This woman believes that her neighbours had her butter. The woman's name is Mary Ruddy. There was another old woman in the town land of Graffy and she was churning for a long time but she did not get any butter. At last an old woman came in and told her to put a burned sod of turf under the churn and when she did so she got the butter. There was another old

Potatoes are given to pigs, and are regarded as great fattening foods. Some people have the custom still of making Potato Cakes, for the tea, with the potatoes left over after the dinner but this treat - as it is now regarded is almost dead out. Collected by the chu from their parents'

St. Ruadhan's hand was preserved in Lorrha Abbey until its suppression by Henry VIII. This Saint Ruadhan was supposed to have cursed Tara of the Kings.

The brewing of ale was the principal industry in the district of Kilteel. There was a mill for the grinding of the corn. There were thirty- two ale houses. The stage coach passed through this village and was probably the means of transport to other places.

Dinny D'Alton of Ballinaclough was a powerfully built man & was challenged to weight throw with some Washe of Tipperary. Stone weights were very much in use at the time & stone weights were used for throwing. Nearly all the Parish went with D'Alton to witness the contest & they were not disappointed as D'Alton outhew his opponent. Big Dinny (McCarthy) was prevailed upon to throw & buttoning his coat he caught the stone & slung it several feet beyond either victor or vanquished. All the supporters of D'Alton were so overjoyed that they remained two days and two nights in Tipp drinking & celebrating. They danced all night

The following legend is related as to how Tory Hill came to be where it now stands (2 miles East of Croom) beside the ancient lake named Lough Nagirra. It is said that an old witch once lived beside the lake. She had an only son who was very fond of bathing in the lake. One day while bathing the boy got drowned in its waters and his body was never recovered. The old witch was so grief stricked at the loss of her son that she vowed she would fill in the lake. So she went to Knockfierna (6 miles west) and taking a piece of the hill she put it into her spoon and proceeded towards the lake. As she was nearing the lake the strings of her apron broke and down fell the hugh pile which she was unable to lift again so there it stands to the present day quite close to the lake. It is said the lost boy arises from the depths of the lake every seventh year and mounted on a snow white steed rides round the lake seven times and then disappearrs neath the waters again leaving the surface covered with foam.

The local fairs are held in Sligo, Ballisodare and Collooney. Fairs are nearly always held in Towns. Buyers often bought farm-animals at cross-roads and farm houses and it still occurs. There are no fairs held in this district now. Most of the town fairs are held in special fields and some fairs are held in the streets. There is toll paid at fairs still to pay the rent and rates of the field where the fair is held. It is paid to the men who stand at the gate. When animals are sold three or four shillings is given tot he buyer as luck money. When a bargain is made the buyer and seller show they are satisfied by striking hands and on other occasions by spitting. Sometimes when a local person buy an animal they mark it with mud. Other times they are marked with raddle or by clipping the hair on the side

The drugged quilt is made from wool and linen woven together by weavers. They were generally of a red colour and heavy, sold in Sligo or on Enniskillen markets.

A linen sheet was put on one side and the drogged on the outside It was dyed a red colour and quilted with red woollen thread. The tongs used by the people was a bent black salley rod. They called it a Moduse. The fires were made of bog sgraws. Daub with a hole in it was used to hold a rush candle to show the people light while saying their prayers and going to bed. The pillows were made with calico filled with straw.

Basket making. James Cullen of Drumnasooey used to make several things out of rods. He used make creels for drawing home turf and potatoes also baskets for holding clothes. he used make gubbans for young calves to keep them from eating wisps until they would be three weeks old. He used put fine rods into a large pot with some water to boil on the fire When boiled enough he would pull the bark off with his hands. There baskets were called hand baskets and he used sell them for a half crown or three shillings. The used carry them about when shopping. Besom Making James Furrie of Carrownacluane used used make heather beesoms. He used travel though the country with his bundles and sell them at twopence each

Weaving: Patrick Connolly of Culfadda and his brother used to weave yearn into linen which was used for making sheets and towels. There was another material called drogget which he used weave into cloth for womens under-shirts. Thatching: There was a man named Patrick Conlon of Cumming near Lough na Súl (?) He was famous for thatching. The people used come from a far off distance to employ him. Rope Making: Every body used make their own ropes out of rushes. They used tie them in bundles until they toughened. Then they would beat them with a beetle and plait them into ropes. These ropes were called Sgoidheach (skyeach). Churn: Firkin and Tub Making Tom Conlon of Gleann used make

Weaving Patrick Connolly of Culfadda and his brother used to weave yearn into linen which was used for making sheets and towels. There was another material called drogget which he used weave into cloth for womens under-shirts Thatching There was a man named Patrick Conlon of Cumming near Lough na Súl (?) He was famous for thatching. The people used come from a far off distance to employ him Rope Making Every body used make their own ropes out of rushes. They used tie them in bundles until they toughened. Then they would beat them with a beetle and plait them into ropes. These ropes were called Sgoidheach (skyeach) Churn (?) Firkin and Tub Making Tom Conlon of Gleann used make

The local roads are the Kerry Road, Island Road, Glenlara Road, Charleville Line Road, Lower Road, Scarteen Road, Boreen Caol, Line Road, Clonfert Rd, High Rd, New Rd, Blueford Road, Commons Road, Brians Road, Savages Road, Bloods Road and the Tralee Road The old roads are not in use now because when the new roads were made the old roads were disused. The Kerry Rd. leads to Kerry. The Line Rd. leads to Rock Chapel. Glenlara Rd. was made in the year 1885. Kerry Rd. is the main road to Newmarket. (The old roads are not in use now) The men long ago making roads got very small wages about fourpence a day or sixpence. There are very old paths in the school district. Before bridges were made the rivers were crossed by fords

There was a man living in the Island named Pat OMahony. In his young days he was a great jumper, a great swimmer and a great lifter. He jumped a foot over his own height He swam ever day in the year. There was a man living in Scarteen Rd. He used to walk to Cork every Saturday with butter and farm produce. There was a great footballer in Glenlara named John OKeeffe. In his young days he used to play with Co Cork. Tim O Sullivan of Kerry Rd mowed an acre of land in a day Pat Mahony also drank a gallon of milk in a day. Peter and Dan Donoghue of Barnacurra were also great dancers. Tim Cottor was also a great dancer.

eyes going together. There was a man in Killowen named Brian Sweeney used to make frames for "sugán" chairs. There was a man living in the Charleville line named William Heyslip. He was a Cooper. He used to make barrels and tubs for holding water. He used to make tubs for curing meat for the farmers. He was working at the creamery and the farmers used to bring the barrels to the creamery and he used fix them there. Mr. Jeremiah O Keeffe of Scarteen Road was a thatcher. He used to go around the country thatching houses. It is said that he used to give a guarantee that his thatching would hold for eight years before it would leave in the rain. It is said that thatchers are the most hungriest men that work in the

Over a hundred years ago there lived in the townland of Foxhall West a poor man by the name of O'Dea. The house where he dwelt was situated on the Cork Limerick border beside the Garryfine Charleville road. Looking at the place today one cannot see any remains of this house. He was an honest hardworking man but even so he found it hard to make ends meet as he had twenty one children. One night he dreamt there was a pot of golden sovereigns buried in the Abbey. This Abbey is a ruin in Colmanswell graveyard. The poor man was delighted but he told nobody - not even his wife. He had always heard that it was no use to dream of hidden gold unless one

held from the Canal bridge to Annamore bridge. It was abolished about the year 1860 on account of the Liquor evil. It became a terrible place for fighting There were party men who used to pride out of their fighting abilities expecially the Mollins, and Keehans, the Briens and Horans. One fairday the Charleville clock struck one. A man shouted there's one o'clock and not a stroke struck yet, he struck the first man he met, with a stick on the head, immediately there were scores of men fighting. After that Fr. O Rafferty P.P of Tullamore had the fair abolished.

Story told by Kathleen O Farrell Eascanrath Suncroft. 25" March '36. There was a man one time and he had a number of cows. He used to milk them every morning but he could not get any milk from them in the evening. He remained up one night and a hare came. He got his hounds after the hare, and they followed it to a little house over in the fields. The man continued after the hounds, and he noticed that one of the hounds caught the hare by the leg, but the hare escaped. The man then went into the house, where he saw a little woman sitting in the corner, all blood, and she smoking a pipe.

Benduff (black peak or Gable) near Rosscarbery contains an ancient castle - about a mile north of Ross in the bosom of a cultivated valley shut in by hills and at one place encompassed by dense trees. This differs to a certain extent from the generality of castles of former times which as a rule were perched on some rocky eminence or on some rising ground. The sheltered and isolated nature of its situation very probably protected it in a great measure from external danger. This castle was built by ODonovan, but others assert it was built by Katherine eight daughter of Thomas Earl of Desmond. About the year 1470 or thereabouts. Thomas earl of Desmond was one of the most powerful of his race. He was executed at Drogheda having fallen victim to the malice of Jane Grey. There are many legends told locally about Katherine Desmond she is called the "Black Lady. There are various legends also told of Benduff castle. It is built in the style of a Norman fortress several of which were to be seen throughout the country. It is famous for its square central keep or tower with thick massive walls. Coopholed for the use of arms

as experience proved that a coarse linen shread would cut the woollen thread. For coarse "droguet" equal numbers of linen threads and woollen threads were used. The finer and better quality of "droguet" and get by weaving three parts woollen yarn with one part linen yarn. The weaving was done on hand-looms, a knd of frame made of wood. These materials were sometimes worn their natural colour. Home-dyeing, however, often provided the people with some coloured stuffs. "Droguet" was usually dyed brown, or bronze. Linen was usually dyed blue.

as experience proved that a coarse linen shread would cut the woollen thread. For coarse "droguet" equal numbers of linen threads and woollen threads were used. The finer and better quality of "droguet" and get by weaving three parts woollen yarn with one part linen yarn. The weaving was done on hand-looms, a knd of frame made of wood. These materials were sometimes worn their natural colour. Home-dyeing, however, often provided the people with some coloured stuffs. "Droguet" was usually dued brown, or bronze. Linen was usually dyed blue.

Long ago weaving was carried on in the homes of certain people called "weavers", and followers of this trade sold their commodities locally. The weaving of linen was carried on to provide material for shirts, sheets and dresses. Linen dresses and wool yarn were often woven together. This mixture was used for petticoats, a finer & better quality of this mixture was also possible, and was used as a dress material considered at the time to be of a very fine texture. This mixture of linen threads and woollen yarn was called "droguet" In making "droguet" a very fine linen thread was needed

Glacfadh sé a dtiucfadh agus a dtáinig Roilig. Leath beó agus leath marbh agus ruball ag crith Mada agus a ceann i bpota. Buail mé mart faoí cloc agus ní bris mé cnamh in a crop. Seilmite. Ceann ar nós mearacán agus i Céard a d'fágh Adhaimh i nGairdín Partás? A dhá chois Bean fada dubh agus í an-fada amuigh. Cruach Móineadh. Cé an déifriocht atá idtír bailséara agus a giolla. Mara chéile. Gé i dtír dá uisge. Muirín. Rud agus céad súil air agus nach feicheann fataí.

One night Eddie Courtney was going to Ballybrohan with a horse and car. There is a fort in this place which is haunted and lights were often seen there. When he was going towards the fort he saw two women dressed in white coming near him. When they were passing him he saluted them but they did not answer. At that minute his car was capsized and he barely escaped disaster. When he went on his cúaird he was told that the women were often seen there. He inquired afterwards and found out that they were not women from Ballybrohan.

There is a field near Shannonvale in which five pillars of stones stand. Each is approximately a ton weight. It is said that five giants were removing them to build a house. They met a woman on their journey and they didn't want her to know them. The woman was going to a well about a mile beyond. They flungs the stones a distance of eight miles. From that day to this they stand there. It is said a person wanted to remove them but he had a dream before hand he would die if he removed them.

If you get a yellow ragweed and cut it up real fine and get a bit of soap and fine sugar, mix them all together you will have the cure of a stone bruise.

an chuach san áit bheadh sin bheadh a aimsir thuas agus níor ghlaoidh an chuach san áit sin ariamh Maidin lá na baireach deirig sé agus sé an obair a fuair sé dul amach ar maidin leis an gcailleac. Nuair a tháinic sé abhaile dfiafruigh sé cá raibh a briocfasta. Dubairt an fear leis go raibh sé itte aig féin agus gur cuma leis futsa. Chuaidh sé amach san ngarraide ag obair go raibh sé i n-am dinnéir. Fuair sé a dinnéar annsin. Nuair a tháinic an an tráthnóna fuair sé a shuipéar agus is beag a fuair sé Cuaid se a codhladh annsin. Maidin lá na bháireac nuair a deirig sé béigin dó a dul amach leis an gcaileach aríst. Nuair a tháinic sé isteach dfiafruigh sé cá raibh briocfasta

A cure for a bad stomach is elder-berry wine. Mrs. Ginn of Castlelyons Co. Cork makes a plaster which is great for a burn. Nobody knows what she puts in the plaster. Mrs. Ginn has a great cure for a bad leg. It is a plaster that she makes herself. She takes about three days to make it. A cure for a bee-sting is to put a bit of copper up to it.

who lived in Shanagolden, was noted for walking. He walked to Stonehall, Kilcornan every Sunday, and drank two pints of stout, and returned home the same evening. That walk was over thirty miles. John Mulvahill (Mulvihill ?) and Patrick Sullivan of Main Street, Shanagolden, are noted for jumping. They can jump over five feet. Pat Bourke, father of black smith Bill Bourke, Foynes, lived in the house where the Hanley's have their store at present, and he was a noted black smith. He could make a set of shoes, and shoe a horse in a half an hour. John Kelly a brother of Michael Kelly of Kilbradren, was a noted footballer. He could take the ball off six men. Patrick O'Shaughnessy of Kilbradren, was avery strong man. He

There is a church situated on the lands of Michael Loughnane in the townland of Moneen and it was the burying place of the ffrenches who owned the properties of Vermount Corgary, and Mt Hazel in the years gone by and it afterwards became the burying place of the Blakes of Vermount. It was built entirely of stone but it was reconstructed in the last century and is now roofed with slate. On a tablet of stone over the door is engraved the Blake Coat of arms which consists of a wild cat and underneath their motto in Latin. In the interior of the church there is a stone alter with a stone tablet let into the front of it and on this are cut the names of the people who are buried there. There are also two or three stone bowls measuring about 6ins across which seem to belong to the stone age. There is an underground vault with a stone stairs leading down to it and the coffins are ranged about by the walls. In all there is about 6 coffins but one of those is filled entirely with bones which are there for hundreds of years. Another of the coffins

Jack Taffee lived in the townland of Drumrane. He was a great duel fighter. once when he was coming from Dublin on a bi-ancony (Bianconi) car he met a man the name of "Mad Taffee" to fight a duel. Well your majesty my man said Jack here I am". He told him the first town they would come to they would fight a duel. Boyle was the first so the other man got out and ran away as he was afraid he would be shot by Jack. He went to a place called Ballytivnan below Sligo to fight a duel. Jack met a young man and he challenged him. They started to fight and Jack shot the other man dead. Jack always took aim at his hip. He had some men employed to make a trench. When they were at work Jacks son came down to them. He started to peg at a man named Coleman. Coleman

are within view of one another. In Thornhill - next village to Lecanvey - there is a fort called Sidheán. It is circular in shape. There is no entrance. Blackthorn bushes grow there very plentifully. The owner of the field which contains the fort is Michael Gill. Stories tell that lights have been seen there and that music was heard on a few occasions. In Carramacloughlin there is a fort similar in shape to the one in Thornhill. It has the same name Sidheán. Blackthorn bushes grew in and around it. It is in Thomas Walsh's land. In Gloshpatrick there is another round fort not far from the graveyard. This had no special name, it is simply called the fort. From it a little stream runs under the road into Clew Bay. This fort hides the view of Croagh Patrick. Tradition points out that this part of the road is the exact spot where St. Patrick hurled the serpents into the sea. It is said also that this is the reason why the Reek is hidden from view at this spot of the road. I have not been able to find out for what purpose the forts were built or were the Danes connected with them. The owners of the fields never interfere with the forts, they do not want to draw down on themselves the anger of the fairies.

I am living in the townland of Shyan. It is situated in the west of the parish of Kilmihil. It is in the barony of Clonderalaw. It is called Siḋheán in Irish which means the fairy height. It is a large townland. There are forty five or forty six houses inhabited in Shyan at the present day. Long ago there were about sixty houses in Shyan. There are only six slated houses in it and the rest of them are thatched. There are several old ruins in Shyan. The names that are common in Shyan are the O Sullivans and the O Gradys. There are nineteen getting the old age pension in Shyan.

of a forth in Kiltrone called the Sidheán

There was a famous Dennis Browne whose descendants lived in the Neale (?) who was a very bad type of a man everyway. He put a number of people to death. He lived himself in Mount St, Claremorris. After his death he was seen to appear and haunt the nuns in the convent close by. Fr O' Connell banished him to a Protestant church where he is supposed to be seen occasionally since. After this banishment this priest appeased and he frozen with the cold. One of his descendants

George Browne got land in Ardhill Hollymount which is occupied by a George Brown and his family now. There is a protestant church here in Kilmaine which was built on a piece of land won by a man from the Neale (?) in a card party from Millar. This man was Jennings later known as Lord Kilmaine. From him was descended Lord Kilmaine who was famous during the French Revolution as a great soldier. Neta (?) Uí Glíosáin Cillmheadhon

Long ago there was a man in Galway named Gobán Saor He had only one son. They were to build a castle in Clare Galway. Gobán Saor and his son started for Clare Galway on a Monday morning Gobán Saor said to his son, "Shorten the road" The son began to run and the Gobán Saor returned home. Next day they started for Clare Galway again. The father said, "shorten the road", The son began to run and the father said "Let us go home," and they went home. That night when the son went home he went visiting to a house

434 it was the son of another woman who lived near him. Gobán Saor had a daughter and he gave the girl for a boy for he wanted him to be a mason like himself The girl that the other woman son married was Gobán Saor's daughter.

The Old Coach road ran from Castlebar to Tuam, through Belcarra Ballyglass Hollymount and Roundfort. This road is a broad and creeps where it runs through the bog at Newbrook a solidly foundationed road. At certain places the horses were changed and from this fact the townland of Coachfield 4 miles from Castlebar takes its name. The road ran through the most fertile part of the County May. The Mayo portion of this road is at present (and for a long time back) in a horrible state of repair.. The present road is not coincident at all points with the older or original road. For instance the original road ran back of the houses of the street of Belcarra on the side away from the river, the present road is of course the street of Belcarra.

348 Roads There is a road going from Hollymount to Cashel called the Yon bog road. There is a road going from Ballinrobe to Rusaura (Rassaraun) called Ruslaura boitrín. Long ago there was a road going through Jack Walshe's fields called the New Line where all the people around the place used to give drinks to their cattle and horses There isa road going from Robeen to Caurán bogs called Caurán Boreen

258 which I am sitting and under it you shall get a crock of gold. In the morning as soon as the man awoke he lifted the flag and under it he got the crock of gold. This man lived in Ballaintaulln (Ballinteeaun) near Ballinrobe. Mary Burke Cashel, Hollymount Got from Mrs Sarah Walshe (78) Cashel, Hollymount

for this old man to call to his house and he told him how he suffered with the hunger. This very old man suspected that he should have swallowed a lizard and his cure was to get a bag of salty herrings, and get his wife to boil them in a big pot altogether so the poor woman thought the bag of herrings were going to kill her poor man but the poor man had so much confidence in his old neighbour he carried out his instructions to the letter he was to take nothing else for three days in shape of food or drink so on the fourth day he went out to the back of his house where there was a stream of water and there he laid down on his face and hands and opened his mouth in front of the running water and out came the old lizard and in a very short time there comes a yough brood of nine so that finished the tale of the poor man's plight. The old saying make the lizard dry and he look for the water himself. Thanks to this very old man who thought of the herrings.

In a little tumble down house just at Curnacartha lake, in the County Roscommon, Ballinafad, lived a poor old man, His name was Tom MacSherry (?). He was greatly disfigured, and his head was nearly touching his knees, with a hump which was on his back. When he died he was a week dead in the house before any neighbours knew of it. When they went to lay him out he was so crippled that they had to put him on a table. They tied a rope around his chest to the bottom rails of the table, and another

When the married couple have the wedding the matchmaker will expect a glass of whiskey "with beaded bubbles winking at the brim" This is a superstitious belief of the bride to wear something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue at the marriage. An old custom is to throw an old shoe after the bride and groom when they are leaving the house to conduct the marriage. Another old observance of the people is to throw rice on the married couple when they are leaving the Church after their marriage. A hundred and thirty years ago marriages took place in the farmers' houses. It was mostly in the bride's houses that the nuptial ceremony was celebrated.

the feast of the Nativity of the Blessed Virgin he slew 6 of his servants who were making hay on his property at Uppercourt. When the local people heard of it they gathered round his house with all sorts of weapons to wreak vengence, but he escaped and fled to Dublin and later to the continent and never returned to Ossory again. Richard Shee died at his in Bouneestown in 1608. His son Lucas married the Hon Ellan Butler 2nd daughter of the 2nd Viscount Montgarret, Robert, his son & heir forfeited his lands & property under Cromwell in 1653. Uppercourt was given to Sir George Askew. The remains of the ancient parish Church are still to be seen in Freshford, but so altered and renewed that none of the original features remain, except the beautiful porch in the west gable, which bears the name of the who built it. In the graveyard attached to the Freshford Church there are many monuments dating from about the 1730 onwards. There are two 17th century monuments. Freshford Cross This Cross was erected on the wayside to the memory of Lucas Shee of Uppercourt and the Hon. Ellan Butler, his wife, to remind passers by to pray for their souls. The cross was broke & only the base now remain. It stood beside the back entrance to

Long ago things were made around the district. Wheels were made by my grandfather John Begg. He was the best wheel maker around Co. Dublin. John Archbold of Cottrelstown was a great thatcher. A travelling basket maker used to come around Oldtown selling baskets. Brown Bro's of Garristown used to make the best iron gates in the district and some of them are to be seen still. Old fashion ploughs were made by people living in the Bog of the Ring. My father David Begg makes carts and bogies and all sorts of woodwork. Michael Rodgers of Garristown used to make churns and barrels. There was nail making carried on in Oldtown. John Brunkard of Oldtown used to burn lime in kilns and Thomas Griffin used to burn lime too. Terence McGarvey and Pat McGarvey of Oldtown used to be fishing and fowling and Pat Rooney of Moortown used to fish. Tom Falt of Wyanstown used to fish too. Lime was burned in three different places in Oldtown about fifty years ago. There was a lime kiln in Brunkard's land in Markey's and in Griffins. Stones were broken and burned. The lime was very yellow when made, but it was very good lime for building purposes. A man the name of Brown in Garristown made gates.

Nails also were made in Garristown. A man the name of Rodgers carried on Tub-making and also made the old fashioned dash-churns. There is soap and candles made in a factory in King Street and in King's Inn Street. A man named Carey from Ring Commons in Balbriggan used to make baskets. Spades are manufactured in the North of Ireland. Gates are made by blacksmiths in the country and city. Ploughs are made in Wexford by a man named Pierce. All the old people long ago used to do spinning and weaving but it is not done now except in places in the West of Ireland. In a lot of parts of the city there are cloths dyed and people dye some of their clothes at home. A man named Mr Rooney makes ropes in Lusk. Thatching is done by a lot of local men. A man named Mr Rodgers from Garristown makes barrels and churns. Lime burning is carried on in Clonalvey by a man named Whyte and it is carried on by a man named Slattery near Drogheda. Travellers used to go around selling baskets long ago. Old men and women used to make baskets in their homes long ago. The baskets were made from rushes which they used to get in bogs and marshy places.

There was an old tramp who lived round Ballyboghill in the parish of Naul Co Dublin and he used to have ribbons tied round him. Every night he used to sleep in the vault in the graveyard and put the skulls under his head for a pillow. His name was Dan the Tay and he lived about fifty years ago. When Jim Keegan was living in Ballyboghill Co Dublin a man called Danny Monks came to him and told him that he dreamt there was gold in one of his rooms under the root of a tree. The next day he took up the floor and he came to the root of a tree. As soon as he came to it he heard a knock at the door. When he went to it he saw a little man who asked him for a match. He gave it to him and the little man walked away. Jim went back to the room but the root of the tree was gone. He kept on digging but he never found the gold.

Roads were made to enable us to drive motor cars, and buses, to ride a bicycle. They are made by the County Council. The main road from Oldtown to Dublin is about thirteen miles long. Many men were killed on this road. My Grandfather Patrick O Connor of Westpalstown was killed at Saint Margaret's and there is a cross erected where he was killed. William Gannon was killed up at the Ward and Peter Reynolds was killed on the Ballyboghill road. Long ago the boys and girls used to meet at the cross roads to sing and dance. The old people used to tell stories. The road from Ballyboghill leads to Dublin, Donabate, Malahide, Lusk and Rush. There are a lot of lanes that are not used in this district. There is one near Wyanstown which leads out to Mallahow. There is another lane in good repair which leads out to a place called Sneiveouge [?] and it is called Markey's Lane. There is a lane called the Wren's nest lane which leads to Rolestown, and there is another lane on the Dublin road called the Green lane which leads out to Palmerstown. There is a lane at Wyestown called the "Bog lane" and it leads to a road, the "Folly Road" which leads to Palmerstown. Some traffic runs on the Bog lane but very little.

used as a sacristy to the old church. There are five or so steps leading down to it. In the middle of the graveyard there is the ruin of an old church and three or four families are buried within the walls. Also within the ruin is a long flat slab and there was an old custom in Ballyboghill to carry the coffin three times round the graveyard and rest it on this slap. There is supposed to be a priest buried there. In one corner there is a vault belonging to people named Byrnes which was erected about fifty years ago. There is one girl living in Dublin to go there still. At the entrance to the ruin there is a tombstone bearing the name of Kelly from Naul who did in seventeen ninety seven the year before the rebellion. Some people from Ballyboghill bury in Wespalstown because long ago before the present church of Ballyboghill

We always hear of accidents and disasters on the newspapers we read of them, there are different kinds disasters - a drowning disaster a burning conflagration, disaster caused by lightning, a road accident. But now I am going to tell of local accidents and disasters. On the Saturday of the last week of June an accident occurred at Clonard, Balbriggan on the main Balbriggan road tow and a half miles north of the school, the victim been Miss May O'Reilly, East Curraugh, Delahasey, Co. Dublin. While cycling to Balbriggan when passing a gate a puff of wind blew out the gate and caused her to swerve out on to the middle of the road, in front of an oncoming lorry owned and driven by Mr. Mulvanny. Garristown, the driver did all in this power to avoid an accident but was impossible the lorry struck the girl ran against the ditch and overturned, there was much difficulty in extracting the two men from the wrecked lorry, the driver

There is a big rock a couple of fields from us and it is called Cliford's rock. It was an old woman called Kate Cliford (Clifford) who owned it. We have a field which we call the Island field and the reason why we call it that is because there is a river right round it and a tree in the middle.

My parents long ago used to make necklaces out of flowers. My mothers grand mother had a wooden doll for years till she died and then my mother got it and then she burned it. Tops used to be made from wood. Plates were made from wood and these were called platters. They used to make cups from wood and these were called noggoins. It is said buckets used to be made from wood. Whistles used to be made from wood. In Garristown there is a tailor called Cliford (Clifford) He goes about and measures the people and then he goes back and makes the clothes. He stocks the cloth. In Dunshaughlin there is another tailor his name is John King. He has a shop and he buys the cloth and buys all the flannel. He makes all sorts of clothes shirts and blankets an suits of clothes. There is a spinning wheel in Sir John Dillon's house.

7 In 1415 the king granted the custody of all the manors, land, ect which Catherine, then wife of Reginald Barnwell held in Drymnagh, Ballyfermot, Tyrenure, Balrothery ect to be held during the minority of said Reginsald's heir. And in the same year, Nicholas Hill, Archdeacon of Dublin, and vicar of this Church had the royal license to absent himself from Ireland for four years, to remain at the Court of Rome, and during the interval receive the propits of his ecclesiastical preferments, without incurring the penalties then incident upon non-residence He was subsequently promoted to the Deanery (?) of St Patrick's. In 1532 the Church was found to be tributary of Balrothery, which latter was at the same time recognized as a perpetual vicarage appertaining to the Prior of Tristernagh, and in a few years afterwards was valued to the First Fruits at L 11.19s od. The precentor and treasurer of St Patrick's Cathedral Dublin, used at this time to receive a pension of L6 in moieties out of the benefice from the farmers of the tithes. An iquisition of 1562 ascertains the rights of the Prior of Tristernagh in the parish, in lands, glebe and

3 Hamiltons in which Baron Hamilton was interred in 1793. In the adjoining field is a portion of a square Castellated mansion. There is an old Catholic Chapel in Chapel Lane built in 1722 (see inscription intone inserted in wall "This Chapel was built in the year of our Lord 1722") This old Chapel was re-roofed and fitted up as a national school and is still in use for this purpose (1938) The holy water font belonging to this Chapel has lately been transferred to the recently erected Mortuary Chapel attached to the Catholic Church in Balbriggan. Near this town according to Dr Rutty, besides plenty of iron-mine, are several varieties of iron-stone which are attracted by the magnet in their Crude state. The fields about this place were formerly used to supply the clothiers of Dublin with (the depsacus sativus), or teasel plant, the richness of the soil contributing to its Luxuriance, although the heads thus produced have fewer hooks in the same space, than when shoot from a poorer soil. Machinery has now superseded them.

5 reserving an annual rent out of the Church of Balrothery to that of Lusk, in consequence of which in a few years afterwards this Church was sought to be recovered as an appendage to the rectory of Lusk. The claim was, however, on suit move rejected, and the said Church was confirmed to the house of Kilbixy, together with all the tithes of the mill of Balrothery. In 1205 King John by charter; granted to the commonality of the counties of Dublin and Meath commonage of turnery in the bogs of Garristown, Balrothery etc to hold to them and their successors in pure and perpetual alms, which right was actually so enjoyed by the grantees and their successors for upwards of 200 years, when they complained to the king that the trust was abused by some exercising that right in improper places, and digging deep pits therin ect. In 1262 William de Castonia, Prior of St Mary's of Kilbixy, ratified the Archbishop of Dublin's collation of John de Cambridge in the vicarage of Balrothery, saving, however

In the Parish of Ballyheigue (also Ballyeigh in collection) there are three graveyards. The principal one is called "Ballyheigue" where the people of the Parish and some people outside the Parish are buried. The other graveyard is in Keelmacada which is confined to the Corridon family and children who die shortly after being born. The burial place is in Glendahalan where there are no adults buried but infants who die immediately after birth. Ballyheigue graveyard which is owned by the "Church Body" is situated about one fourth of a mile to the north of Ballyheigue village. A strange thing about this is that there is a Protestant Church in the middle of it. There was a divine Service held there when the Crosby family lived in Ballyheigue Castle, but since then there is no Service held there, as there (is) are no Pro(s)testants in this Parish now. Keel is in the western end of the Parish about three miles from Ballyheigue on the shore of Tralee Bay. It occupies about one rood of ground with the sacred ruin in the centre which was

In the Parish of Ballyheigue (also Ballyeige in collection) there are three graveyards. The principal one is called "Ballyheigue" where the people of the Parish and some people outside the Parish are buried. The other graveyard is in Keelmacada which is confined to the Corridon family and children who die shortly after being born. The burial place is in Glendahalan where there are no adults buried but infants who die immediately after birth. Ballyheigue graveyard which is owned by the "Church Body" is situated about one fourth of a mile to the north of Ballyheigue village. A strange thing about this is that there is a Protestant Church in the middle of it. There was a divine Service held there when the Crosby family lived in Ballyheigue Castle, but since then there is no Service held there, as there (is) are no Pro(s)testants in this Parish now. Keel is in the western end of the Parish about three miles from Ballyheigue on the shore of Tralee Bay. It occupies about one rood of ground with the sacred ruin in the centre which was

On New Year's Day, in the year 1891 a ship was wrecked in Ballyheigue Bay. It was called the Catherine Richards. At one time it was a Dutch war ship, but it was later sold to a trading Company. It was loaded with barley from South Africa bound for England. The crew were drowned and never heard of after. It was found dry on the rocks in the morning. After a few days a merchant from Tralee named McCowens sent his men to unload the ship. The local

There is a holy Well in Ballyheigue. It is called St. Marys Well. A long time ago there was a family, named Stanley. They were black Protestants and lived near the Hold Well. There was a green-spotted trout in the well and anyone who saw the trout were cured from their sickness. The eldest son in the Stanley Family was very wicked. He brough a dog with to the Well. When the dog saw the trout he jumped into the

The Landlord of this place some years ago was Colonel Crosby. He lived in the Castle of Ballyheigue. He owned most of the land in this county. The Crosbies were descendants of the army of Cromwell who came to persecute the Catholics of this country. The officer who did the greatest amount of persecution, shooting, burning, and all kinds of fowl deeds was granted the largest portion of the area under his command.

Breis: There was an "official" hospital at that time @ O'Regan's (now), at Ballyhereas (Ballagharea ?) Milford, Ráth Luirc. Several died in it. The water cress which the starving people ate caused diarrhoea. Mr. Watson says his mother informed him that in her old home (now occupied by Mr. Thos. Mackessy at Doona (Milford, Ráth Luirc) they had to bar the door against the raiding bands of starving people. (They got as much as the owners of the house could give). Mounds are in Wm. O'Connor's farm, near Mr. Jas. Walsh's, Highmount, Ráth Luirc. Several were supposed to be buried in them during the Famine.

Breis: There was an "official" hospital at that time @ O'Regan's (now), at Ballyhereas (Ballagharea ?], Milford, Ráth Luirc. Several died in it. The water cress which the starving people ate caused diarrhoea. Mr. Watson says his mother informed him that in her old home (now occupied by Mr. Thos. Mackessy at Doona (Milford, Ráth Luirc) they had to bar the door against the raiding bands of starving people. (They got as much as the owners of the house could give). Mounds are in Wm. O'Connor's farm, near Mr. Jas. Walsh's, Highmount, Ráth Luirc. Several were supposed to be buried in them during the Famine.

song which was composed by Percy French, who visited Dromcollogher long ago. The song is entitled "There is only one house in Dromcollogher." There is a river flowing at the end of the town called the Atha Margadh. There is a story told about the river it means "The ford of the markets." A fair used be held at a place called Barnagrane where the river crosses the road.

There are fourteen fairs held in Dromcollogher every year. The largest of them is held on the 5th of November. At each fair tolls and customs must be paid. A person must pay one shilling for a rail, and threepence for every pig. If a person wants to put a tent in the Square to sell things, he must pay 3/5. A person must pay sixpence for a cow, a penny for a lamb, and threepence for a sheep. The buyer always marks the animal he buys, so that the person gathering the "tolls" would know if he was sold or not. The fairs of Dromcollogher are held on the Streets. Long ago they were held in Barnagrane, about a mile from the town. The river that runs through Dromcollogher is called, "Áth-na-Margaí, which means the ford of the markets. It is called that, because it is near it, the fairs and markets used be held

Napper Tandy was a Drogheda man. In Nov. 1791 Tone and Tandy formed society of United Irishmen. Tandy was 1st Secretary, grave in Julianstown Church-yard almost unknown. In a railed in space in Churchyard may be seen a large stone erected by NAPPER TANDY to the memory of his family. After many adventures he died in a foreign land - HIs body was landed at night at ANNAGASSAN and coffin brought to Julianstown. 1792. £50 was offered for his arrest warrant signed by his own two neighbours - Foster of Collon and Conygham of Slane. Arrested in Chancery Lane Dublin - asked to go into room for his hat locked door, escaped by window - hunted and had to leave. An Irish emigrant afterwards landed in U.S.A and wrote home "I met with Napper Tandy."

Fairies There was once an old lady who used to wait up late spinning thread. She used to wait up very late on Saturday night which is not a right thing to do. One Saturday night she was up very late spinning thread. It was after twelve o'clock and it was not long until a knock came to the door. She answered the knock and found an army of old hags. They came in and sat down and they ordered her to make tea for them. She had no water in the house so she had to go to the well. On her way to the well she met a friend of hers who was a clever woman. She told her about the hags who had come in to [?]. The woman thought of a plan and she told the old lady,

children. This day she went to milk the cow but the cow began to kick and run round the field. At last she got her to stand and she milked her but when she had her nearly milked the cow kicked the bucket and herself and her seven calves disappeared into the lake and was never seen again. Another time people were going to the fair of Rathkeale. When they were about a few miles back the road their cattle were driven back but the people saw no one for a while. At last they saw a witch and they tried to banish it but it was of no use. So a priest came and blessed the place and banished her and so the people were able to go to fair. Patrick O'Shaughnessy, Bolane, Kildimo, Co.Limerick, Obtained from father Aged 60

About 150 years ago a man called Gregory Costigan was foully murdered in the townsland of Gortnagcloch. The exact place of the murder is still pointed out by some of the inhabitants. The place curiously enough is still known as Gregory (Grigory according to the local people) A long flat flag about 2 or 2 1/2 ft. protuding from a wall is said to have blood stains on it still indelible. An old inhabitant of the place maintains that he himself saw the blood stains in his youth. The flag is noss mossgrown and owing to weathering much of the surface has disappeared. Shebeens were common in those days. An old woman Peg - conducted one at a place now known as Peg's stile (situated at the end of Drummond Hill in the direction of Camross) Factions and faction fights were a common occurence then, owing to political differences. Costigan, according to tradition appears to have been a member

Witches are people who were supposed to have power from the devil. They practised witch-craft such as taking butter and eggs and potatoes from one another. There was a woman in Tipperary living with her father and mother and husband. Her name was Bridget Cleary. Her people got the idea she was a witch and could do supernatural things so in others [order] to get her information from here they put on an iron gate over a fire and burned her. They were arrested and tried for terating [treating] her in this manner and they got 20 years in jail.

ago. The oldest head-stone that I could read dates back to the 17th century. Many other head stones are of later years. The incription on some of the stories is very hard to reas as it is partly worn off. Many of the stories are quickly disappearing for the want of care. The part of the grave yard facing the South is in perfect condition and has no head stones marking to show that anyone was buried in it. Every year the people of Rathwhelan used to come there from miles around. The music was supplied by wandering musicians with such instruments as flute, fiddle, barrel organ, mouth organ, tin-whistle and melodian. Many old women used to come selling apples and other goods (from the city). The sports were ended by a dance held on the middle-piece. No traces of which is to be seen. Many weird stories are told about Rathmoylan Cove. Hundreds of years ago a boat was wrecked off the point of the cove. Several boats have been wrecked since in the vicinity. The occupants of each boat are supposed to have seen the first boat and heard music played by the ships phantom orchestral. Some years ago a boat was wrecked at this point having seen the Phantom Ship. All the

The local fairs are generally held in Creggs, Athleague, Ballymoe, Castlerea, Roscommon, Fuerty, Dunmore Ballygar, Ballinasloe. There is a fair green in Creggs. Some times the cows that are brought are put in to the green. The fair green belongs to Michael Kilby. Mr Kilby does not charge anything for the green. There is a fair green in Athleague. It is owned by Mr Killian. The horses are put in to the green for safety. I think Mr Killian charges 2d or 3d for the use of the green with a horse. And the sheep are held on the street in pins. The sheep

The people of the village make their living generally by rearing cattle and pigs and selling them. They keep a lot of hens, ducks, geese, and turkeys also, and sell their eggs to help them to buy food, and clothes for themselves. There is an old fort in our land, and I often heard old people around the place saying that when passing that place late at night some of them used to hear the bean-side crying there. Some also used to hear people beetling clothes there. There is a little stream running at the end of our land, which is joining on to the Addergoole river and I never heard any name on it. There are a lot of rabbits, hares and also a lot of game in our land. There is a peculiar sort of a place in our land, which some people around think must be a sort of place where people were buried one time. There are some large stones situated in it as you would see on the graves of unbaptised babies. People are not sure of this, but as the word

People with rheumatism boil wild celery, a small green plant which grows in shady places and drink the juice. This does not altogether cure the rheumatism but it clears the blood. There is an herb called butter-dalk which will cure the sting of a nettle. It is a broad green lead and is to be found where nettles grow.

rotted of it and nothing remained but the barrel so he brought it home and he says "This barrel is an emblem of Ballinamuck", now he would not like to see anything happen it. George Woods of Cloonagheer got one of the same sort lying on the battle field and the remains of a soldier beside it

“A barrel of an old gun, which was used in fighting at Ballinamuck, 1798, remains in Coote Geelan's (Cloonagheer) house yet. It was a flint gun. It was found in the battlefield one day and brought home by my grandfather(Coote Geelan). A bayonet was on the top of it and it is about 6 ft long and very awkward. It remained at our house for 6 or 7 years as a keepsake, and 5 years ago my father buried it for some reason and a few years ago he was ploughing in a field and ploughed it up. All the wood was

She walked with him until he came to a by-road, then she looked at him and disappeared up in the clouds like a ball of fire. On another occasion grandfather was coming from the place where he was working. When he came near Shandona Bridge the whole road was lighted up before him but the light disappeared when he came near the old Castle at Clintown (Collinstown ?) There was a ghost seen by a certain man near Mearescourt in the shape of a huge turkey-cock with a human face. The turkey-cock walked in front of him and around him. A great many people are said to have seen this ghost and is supposed to be a Catholic lady who turned Protestant. My grandmother was coming from a party late one night. When she was passing by Kenny Churchyard a very big donkey with large horns appeared to her. It walked along with her for about half a mile but when they came to an old ruin the

One old school conducted by Mrs Benn was held in a barn in Rathmoylan. The pupils sat around by the walls on long stools and sand was strewn on the floor to keep it dry. Children came to this school from places situated many miles away from it e.g. Leperstown. The subjects taught were - reading, arithmetic, history, geography and spelling. They seemed to value spelling very much. The girls were taught plain sewing. This school existed about the years 1863 to 1866. Later on a school was opened in Dunmore conducted by Miss Wood who lived with her mother in a thatched house (where Bells Drapery Shop is situated now.) Her mother's brother was Father Dixon? and their remains are interred in Killea Church grave yard. She taught the three R's, history, geography and spelling which they learned from special spelling books. The pupils wrote first on slates and then with paper, pencil, pens and ink. The fee charged in the school varied according to the different classes e.g. 1d for 1st class, 2d for second class and so on. if the pupils were bold they were put into stocks. These were wooden stands on the floor and the unfortunate child had to put her foot into this. It was then lightened so that the feet could not be moved and the poor victim had to stand thus facing the wall

All the houses long ago were thatched. The thatch was got from the rushes. All the old houses had a bed in the kitchen, and it was called a "settle-bed". It was placed at the side wall by the fire. Sometimes the fire was placed at the gable end and sometimes at the middle wall. The chimney was made of mortar and it was sometimes made of wattles and clay. The floors were made of mud and clay.

In February 1884 a sailing vessel named "The Venisa B" bound from Rio De Janeiro Liverpool with a cargo of crockery, delph, mettle pot, skillets and pans. She was blown in a Southerly gale on the rocks under Cliff Lodge near Ballymacaw. She had a crew of 29 on board and all were lost. It was a 11pm when the wreck happened and in the morning great alarm was soon spread and all the people of district both young and old ran over the cliffs to the scene of the wreck. All the dead bodies of the men were seen floating around. All the people got pots, pans, and crockery, but when the Coast Guards heard it they came over and would not let the people take any more. It was very hard to get down the steep cliff. One man came from Waterford to buy crockery. He fell down the cliff and was killed and the people of the district had a hard job to get him up. Some of the bodies came ashore on a little beach there and the people took them and buried them in Rathmoylan Church Yard. They did not know what faith the men were. When the vessel was about to sink she split in two and one part sank and the other was washed ashore on the beach. it was said that if the men had remained in

Day" which falls on the twenty fourth of June, and Easter Monday. The fairs that are held in Lurgan are on the twenty first of every month except the fifteenth of May. The big fair of Drumkeeran is the twenty seventh of May. It is also a sheep fair. Sometimes horses are sold on the first of July. the nearest horse fairs are Caricknagat and Ballisodare. It is said that there is no gaurantee given with horses sold at Caricknagat fair.

There were two men one time and they lived in a small house. The house was situated on the top of a hill. There was gold hidden in field near the house and they knew where it was hidden. One evening they went to the field and they dug a sod so as to know where to find the gold. They brought the sod home and each of slept on a part of it. In the middle of the night one man woke up and he lit a match to get a smoke, and he saw a spirit in the middle of the floor but he never minded it and went off to sleep again. The next day the two men went off to dig for the gold. They were digging away until 11' o'clock that night and they were just about to go home when they saw the spirit sparkling in the night. They started to fight then to know which of them should get the gold and one man killed the other. As he was taking up the gold the spirit appeared again but the man did not mind it and he took the gold. As he was going home the spirit followed him to his house

There was a corn mill in the village of Clonea long ago. When the mill was closed after the days work, men used to go to the mill playing cards. One night about the hour of midnight a man was coming home from it. He saw a team of hurlers in a field. He got a stick and joined. As he was getting out over a ditch he felt something prodding his leg. He was lame ever after. The men were dead hurlers perhaps an old team that was in Clonea long.

The spades are bought in the shop. Our spade has but one step. The local farmers help each other by sending horses and carts to take out the manure and dropers to drop the potatoes. The potatoes are softened and moulded three or four times. In the month of July the potatoes are sprayed once or twice to keep them from blacking. In the Autumn the potatoes are digged with a plough or a potatoe digger. The young girls and boys of the farm pick them from the earth. Very few are using spades. The potatoes are stored in pits. They are covered with clean straw and clay and then they are thatched with straw to keep out the frost. The local names that are give to the various kinds of potatoes are "Up to Dates", "Arran Banners", "Kerrs Pinks", "Blue Eyed Champions", "The Old Irish Champion" and "Early Puritans". For early use the farmers sow "Early Puritans". The Farmers use the "Up to Dates" for Pig feeding. The best types of potatoes that grow on the farm are the "Arran Banners".

We grow an acre of potatoes every year on our farm. My Uncle prepares the ground. The ground is manured with dung before the ground is turned up. The potatoes are sown in drills. The ground is ploughed in Winter and it is left there until the Spring. Then it is ploughed again and harrowed. The drills are opened with a chill plough. Yes I know a Man in this District who had a wooden plough. He had a small farm and he used have a jennet under it. The remains are still there. He is dead now.

Long long ago a man had many sheep, and he had a boy in charge of them. The boy had no boots, and his master gave him 8/- to buy timber boots, at Knocknagree fair. The boy went back and played with the "Thimble Rigger", and lost all his money in the game. He went home, and at Tureen bog he met his master. The boy was crying with the cold, and his master gave him a shilling, and to have he go back again. He started playing with the "Rigger", and broke him. "Ah" said the boy, "I have your agent tied". (he was the devil).

The Fiddler with the Stump Long ago there was a great fiddler living in Moyhill near Cratloe, and he used to be invited to every dance not alone in the neighbourhood, but far and near. One night there was a dance in a house in Ardkyle in the parish of Sixmilebridge. After the dance he was on his way he took a shortcut which led him past an old fort. When nearing it he heard music, and dancing and singing. He sat down, and repeated on his fiddle all that he heard. He was then called in to the fort by a voice, and

There are fairy-forts in my district. One of them is on Mullagh Hill. Another of them is opposite our house two of them are in the next townland of Killeter. They are all built that you can see one from they other. Some people have the opinion it was the Danes who inhabited Ireland some hundreds of years ago, who built these forts to protect their cattle and sheep from wild beasts such as Irish wolves and lions at that time. The reason why they were built in sight of each other was that if the men in them got into any difficulty they could signal to each other for help. Old people had a supersition that it was not right to interfere with them because they were enchanted and if they interfered with them there was the possibility that they would die or something bad would happen to them. There is a fort over near Kingscourt. An old man named James Mac Gaughan was going past this fort when there came a multitude of little men riding horses and they were in four deep on the road. He had two carts and two horses with two loads of corn going to Drogheda to sell his corn. As each section of the little men passed they would say "Unfortunate James Mac Gaughan," and when the last four men were passing him one of the little fairy-men was walking. Just then one of Mac Gaughans horses dropped dead in the cart. There is another fairy fort near Mullagh belonging to Mr Clinton.

There are a lot of local fairs in this district. The nearest ones are, Kingscourt, Carrickmacross, Ardee and Nobber. The fairs are not all held on a fair green except in Ardee, the rest are held in the streets. The fair is a very noisy place. The bellowing of the cattle, the squeeling of the pigs and the shouting and bargaining of the men. The horses cattle and sheep are in separate places. If a man is making a bargain with the buyer of the animal they will slap hands together showing that they have agreed on making the bargain and taking the money. The farmer tries to get a good price for his animal and the buyer tries to give him a miserable price. The fair of Kingscourt is held on the first Tuesday of the month. The fair of Nobber is held every third Tuesday of the month. Long ago there used to be a fair in Drumconrath but now there is none because no buyers would come to buy the animals. The farmers and buyers swear and curse and talk while they are making the bargain. The cattle are very dear in the month of September. In the fair when there are a lot of cattle and sheep the buyers know them by the different ways in

In the townland of Balloughly Co Cavan on the north-west side or should we say the left hand side of the old road leading from Moynalty to Kingscourt on a rising round about thirty perches on so from the road referred to there is or was some years ago a ruin that was long ago a stately dwelling. The ruin formed a noted landmark for it was conspicuous for a good distance in every direction. About the period of 98 movement it was the dwelling of a farmer who was the leader of the United Irishmen of the district and was popularly known as Captain Kinkead. It need hardly be said he was held in high esteem by the people of the locality both personally and on account of the position he held in the national army of the time. But the informer was at work. The Castle cuthonties (authorities ?) came in possession of every circumstance concerning him and especially of his having some hundreds of men under his command. One day while in Dublin he was told by a friend that he was to be arrested and his house searched that evening. The instant he got the information he prepared

of it, and some years ago the Cavan County Council used it as road material. The old people say it was not right to interfere with the ruins. *Muff is a name given to part of the Parish of Kingscourt, Co Cavan. Muff borders this parish of Tierworker.

Drummen. Owned Shanacloune, Keel and Gaorah, Gortbee, Ballyledden, Glencuttane, Cooleanig.

There are many wild birds found in my district namely: the Wild Goose, the Curlew, the Red Shanks and the Ball Cute (Bald Coot). Those are the water birds that are to be found in my district. There are other wild birds namely; the Gold Finch, the Robin, the Wren, the Magpie,

The townland I live in is called Carrowgilhooly. It is in the parish of Skreen and in the barony of Tireragh. There are six families in this townland. There are no two families of the same name in it. There are six houses in the town-

My father's farm is situated in the townland of Rathglass, in the parish of Castleconnor, barony of Tir Fiacrac and County Sligo. It is called Rathglass because there is a fort in James Jones's field. There are sixteen houses in it and sixty-four people. There are two thirds of the house thatched and galvanised and the rest are slated. Each farmer has about thirty acres of land. The most of the people make their living on farming. The most of the farmers are married. There are four shops in it and one public-house. There is also a church and a post-office on the side of the main road. It is a mile from the national

Kilmorgan is a townland situated in the County of Sligo and in the Barony of Corran. It has at the present time a population of forty seven living in twelve houses. Originally there were twenty one different families in Kilmorgan. Some of these families emigrated to U.S.A. and the others are dead and gone. Kilmorgan has one or two remarkable places. The first and principle one, the ruins of an old monastery are in Kilmorgan. This was a very substantial stone building and was facing east and west. The two side walls are still standing as is the western gable and is in a very good state

Long ago there was a man named the Marquis of Headfort who owned this district, but his land was divided some time ago. He lived at Headfort near Kells and his decendants are there yet. His people were a long time in the country. They were protestants who came from England. He was not too hard on his tenants and there were very few evictions in this district. The land was divided into farms and each of the tenants had a farm. There were high rents on these farms. There were three protestant families that got farms when it was divided by the Irish land commissioners. The tenants would be punished for cutting trees on his farm without permission of the land lord. The people used to have to give money for the up-keep of the clergymen in the district long ago. The catholics thought it unfair and they tried to stop it, but they were forced to give it. Some of them used to give cattle instead of money. The English soldiers gathered the tithes often in this

There was a man going to the porkmarket one time and he had two pigs to bring, so he was going to bring the ass and cart. There was anotherman in the neighbourhood going with one pig, and he was going to bring it on the horse and car. So they arranged that the first man's son would bring the 3 pigs in the cart and that the father would go with the other man on the side car. So they arranged to meet at a certain place and a certain time. So the man and his son with the cart started off and they went down to the place to wait for the other man with the side car. When they reached the appointed place, they saw two lights coming along, and they said. These are the lights of the side car. So they went on to meet the lights, and the lights were coming along very quickly, and they thought it strange that they couldn't hear the noise of the wheels or the horse trotting. Just when they were passing a fort the lights (two big red ones) passed them on each side, and they could hear nothing. When the lights came to the fort they shone very brightly and then went into the fort. There was great singing and dancing to be heard in the fort, they could only catch

In olden times, it was very customary to use the blessed candle and holy water in the stalls. If anything was wrong with a cow after calving, the blessed candle was used. It was taken round her body while lighting making the sign of the cross under and over her, and after this process, the cow was supposed to get better as vets were little known. If a cow or calf got a colic, the old men and women performed some ceremony this they called "crois na piaste". It was made by looping a cord and saying "in the name of The Father and of The Son and of the Holy Ghost".

sailors are buried in the old church. The remains of an old road leading to the cove are still recognisable. About a quarter of a mile East of the point of Rathmoylan Cove a large rock in the shape of a ship is to be seen. The people call it the Old Ship. It stands out in the sea.

Old St. Pappins Church The old chapel or Church of St Pappin was situated just beside the pump on the west side of Ballymun cross-roads. It was propped up with sticks. Its roof and walls fell in and then the present church was built. There was no priests house and the priest used to come on horseback from Fairview to say Mass once a fortnight. The school teacher was responsible for getting the priest's breakfast, and it was cooked in the vestry. There were stations at Christmas and Easter and each farmer brought the priest breakfast in turn and my grand mother cooked and served it. When the present Church of St Pappin was to be built the Domville Estate gave the ground free on condition that it would not be broken for burial

Roland Wynn built a castle in Glenbeigh long ago. He was a landlord. He went to England to buy furniture for the castle. When he was coming home his wife died. Trouble rose between Roland Wynn and the priest. The police went to the castle to get the priest. The priest went between two police. They were going the high road when they came to the clerk's house. The priest asked the police to let him go in. They let him go. While he was he read his office. When he came out the two police were stuck to the road. Come with me now he said but they could not. Then they asked him in the nam of God to let them go. He let them go and they did not bother him again. The priest said to Roland Wynn that the castle would be a barracks for the soldiers, that the walls would never be dry and it would be a home for the rooks and he was right. One day

these implements from tin but the tinkers obtained their supplies from the whole-sale merchants about 20 years ago. Those people usually travel on foot but occasionally they ride in caravans. Before Monaghan Day and the other big fair days in Mohill the above mentioned families come to this district.

Owen Mc Cabe of Clenanore is a famous strong man. He could take a bag of meal under every arm and leave it in a cart. Lawrence Connolly of Clenamore is noted for strength since he carried a bag of meal to his own home which is a distance of two miles. The onlookers were Arthur Sherry and John Morgan. John Ward a native of Killycrum caught hold of a two hundred bag of Meal with both hands and flung it across the fliers of a cart. The spectators were Mick Mc Nally, and John Mc (Manas) Manus. Larry Mc Bennett, Dunfelemy could lift six-fiftysixe's, three in every hand and crack them above his head for ten minutes. One time James Duffy, and Pat Mc Entee's Grandfather was going to

town and the two Wileys challenged Pat to beat them in a game of shoulder stones. Pat got hold of the stone and threw it three feet above them. So he was the champion thrower in the County Monaghan. Patrick Mc Donnell of Drumhowan could lift a linen sack holding forty stone on his knee, put it upon his back and carry it a mile of ground. Petey Connolly (Petey Dubh) of Clenanore carried a two hundred bag of potatoes with his teeth from the Landlords house at Castleshane to his own home in Clenanore. The man who saw him do this was Pete Clarke a native of Oghill One frosty evening he was coming home from Ballybay with an ass and cart. The road was slippy and the ass was falling.

The worm Ditch runs through this parish of Currin Co. Monaghan. The remains of it can still be seen in the townland of Cornapaste or Laurelhill. Much of it was formerly dug away here. Trace of it can be seen in Annagheane and in Knocks. It is best preserved in Crussin

and holly trees. The ruins of the old churches and all the old walls are covered with ivy. The headstones are nearly all plain stone slabs with crosses cut centre top and some graves marked with small iron crosses. The ditch of the old cemetery was always used as a burial place for unbaptised children. Amongst the many old graveyards Castlelost, Clonfad, Carrick, Kilbride and Clonfad some miles from Kinnegad are the most important around here. Castlelost is situated about half a mile from my native village. In the graveyard are the ruins of the old church in which there is a stone with carvings of the crest of St Patrick and on the side opposite it is a carved figure of the devil. Clonfad lies two miles from Tyrrellspass. In the burial place there is a huge egg shaped stone and the local men test their strength in trying to lift this stone and only very few succeed in performing the feat. Carrick lies some miles from Mullingar near the shores of Lough Ennell. Here we have the grave of the saintly Father Shanley at one time parish priest of Rochfortbridge. A tree grows at the head of the grave with huge spreading boughs.

In one of these boughs is a cup shaped (recess) recess where there is always water. This water is used to relieve pains, toothaches and remove warts. Every Good Friday the grave is visited by large numbers of people. Kilbride graveyard is beside Dunboden the home of the famous Rochforts or Bobbie Bawn. It is very small and filled with graves some headstones standing erect others laid flat over the graves. A few bits of walls still remain of the church where St Brigid got the white veil from St Mel. Clonfad is about six miles from here and two miles from Kinnegad is ancient and holy. Of the family of seven bishops six were buried in the little graveyard and the seventh is buried on the roadside beside it.

bricks would be dry enough they would be built into long narrow walls and covered with straw and bog sods to keep them dry this was called (?) "Hacting". Some time in August when they would have enough bricks made they would be taken on horses carts, and built into a kiln the kilns were built into arches their bottoms being about 18 inches wide and the same height across the bottom. They used to sell them to the local people and in the fair of Kinnegad. Many old buildings are built with Derrymore bricks which were of high quality.

Once there were two brothers and every night they went hunting black-birds and this night a black-bird held flying before them all night. At last the black-bird perched on a furze bush and one of the men was going to strike it when it said "na buail mé" and one of the men caught it and carried it home. When they arrived home the cock began to crow and held crowing until they left the bird go and every night after that when the men would go out they would see the same black-bird.

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In Freemount between Na Mínte Oga and Rath-Mhor is the old cemetery of Sean-Seipeal meaning "Old Chapel" and is still so called. Darby Moynihan a very old man who died lately said that (as one would naturally suspect) that there were priests buried here. The cemetery wall was built by the guardians of the poor about 1910. Stones of the old Chapel were put into the wall. But there are two heaps still remaining. The two oldest graves are McCarthys of Minte Oga (died 1854) and Brosnans of Minte Oga (d 1833) There are no tombs. People are leaving here now and going to the New Ground in Rathmor. The most interesting thing in the cemetery are the unmarked graves side by side of the Donnelly's - the victims of the moving bog of 1896.

famed for miles around for curing the "Fersey" in horses. When horses have this disease the leg or legs swell up. After a time they cease eating and will die if the cure is not made. Veterinary Surgeons are unable to cure it. Reilly when performing the cure makes three visits altogether one on every alternate day to the affected animal and whispers some words in its ear. An improvement sets in immediately after the first visit. He cannot charge any fee but if the owner gives him money voluntarily he can accept it. For the past year he cured about 20 horses, all of which would probably have died were it not for him. He got the cure from an old man named Mitchell Tierworker Bailieboro' the latter is long dead. Robert Reilly is a small farmer and is about 65 years of age. Another woman named Mrs. Shials (Shiels) Cloghan, Kingscourt, Co. Cavan, has the cure of the ''overlucked''. She would give you a bottle full of water and you would bring it home and put the bottle of water under and over the beast. It would be better before two or three days. She cured a lot of beasts that were ''overlucked''.

Old Schools In the early days people would go round teaching pupils in their own houses. There were no hedge-schools. My father told me that a man named Macardle taught pupils in an old house in the middle of a field. The field was owned by Mr Murphy of Muchlagh. This man who taught was a stranger. He was paid a penny or two by each pupil every week. They were taught reading and Writing Irish and ea English. Writing was done with slate-pencils and feathers. The children were seated on blacks and stones. They had blackboards in those days. In this house they would have jumping competions and whoever would jump the highest would get prizes of badges. Kathleen Hanratty Willville Carlingford Co Louth Age 13 Std VI

came into existence. It is an indisputable historical fact that as far back as the reign of Edward I, a full and free pardon was granted by that monarch to the Friars for having acquired contrary to the Statute of Mortmain, some land for rebuilding their Monastery, which was fast crumbling to decay. From the 14th century downwards the historian's task in comparatively easy. Walter Mulcot was the generous donor who, of his own free gift founded the Abbey and the Monastery now the proud possessions of St Augustine's sons in this 20th century. Nothing definitely can be found to indicate who and what this Walter Mulcot was. This generous donor left a large amount of property to the Augustinians. In the year 1306 the foundation of both Church and Monastery took place. In the reign of Henry VIII the Abbey, Monastery and possessions pertaining thereto were confiscated, and handed over to Sir Edward Butler for ever, at a head rent of 5/4 Irish money (five shillings and fourpence) The long, dark night of cruel and relentless persecution of Ireland had now set in. It may well be conjectured that many a son of St.

would be cured. St Luchtigern's well is a cure for sore eyes. St Malorie's well has a cure for sore eyes. The cure in St Catherine's well is not known. The cure at St Senan's well is nor known. The cure at St Brendan's is not known. It is an old custom for people to leave money or flowers after them when they visit the wells .

There are five holy wells in the parish of Newmarket. The names of them are as follows - St Luchtighern's well in Fenloe. St Catherine's well in Carigoran. St Malorie's well in Kilmaleery. St Senan's well in Kilconry. St Brendan's well in Clonmoney. People visit those wells on certain days; St Luchtighern's well on the 28th April. People say some prayers there. There are no certain prayers to be said, but people usually say one round of the Rosary Beads. There was a stone near the well in Fenloe called the Cholera stone and if any person had a sore leg and rubbed it to the stone the person

Army and was stationed in the Curragh of Kildare. One night as he was on guard he heard a banshee. Another man was to be on guard, the second part of the night and Patrick told him that he heard a banshee, but he would not believe him and when he went out he heard the "caoine" of the banshee. In the morning one of the men who lived in the house beside him came out and told Patrick that his father had fallen down the stairs at the same instant as the banshee was wailing, and was killed.

The wren, the wren,t he king of all birds." On Saint Stephen;s Day was caught in a fir. There is a story connected with the wren and the eagle. They wanted to see which of them could fly the higher. So the eagle started off and the wren hopped up on the eagle's back. When they went as high as they could the eagle got tired and fell down, but the wren flew higher. So the wren won the flight and was called "the King of the Birds."

The landlord for Asdee West was William Creagh Hickie of Kilelton. Some of them were good landlords and some of them were very hard on their tenants. The family were settled in the district for over a hundred years. They bought the land. The land was divided into farms under their guidance. Farms were sub-divided among members of families on marriage. Tithes were collected in money in former times. The Hickie family built a church in Asdee. Big ups maxwell v blacker Douglas

eaten she eat him and the horse and trap and all she eat she met on the road. St. Patrick knelt down on a stone and shot her. The track of where he knelt down stayed on the stone. He said "if 199 Gargans crossed where she was buried, she would rise up and eat up the whole world." Her name was Gargain. She lived in Tyworker (Tierworker) in Co. Cavan.

our house called the 'Hill Field.' There is a hill in the middle of this field and that is why it is called the 'Hill Field.' There is another field which lies to the south of our house called 'An Talamh Garbh.' This field got its name because the land is very rough in it. A field which is called the 'Bush Field' lies north of our house. There is one bush growing in the middle of this field and that explains why it is called the 'Bush Field.' There is a field which

townland of Leggimore and the townland of Drumbroagh. The river separates the townland of Leggimore from other townlands. There are several little streams running into this river.

Noggins were mostly used as eating vessels long ago. They were made of wood, and some of them were scooped from the wood into shape. Others were made in parts, one part for the sides, and one for the bottom, and one for the handle. These were joined by stays. We cannot find any noggin in this district now as the last we heard of at the home of Mr. Joe Halton of Phoenixtown, were taken by American visitors only a few years ago.

In the cliff (or cutting into the hill) in Crimlin there was a hedge school long ago. Later it was moved to a sandpit a few perches from Lisduff N.S. The sandpit was owned by Maddens - the only survivor still lives in this house near the school - William Madden. Mr Muldoon, who was a stranger, came to teach at this hedge-school. He used to board at Lisduff House. A family named Biggs were the owners of Lisduff House at that time. Later Mr. Muldoon went to live at McCann's of Ballinamore on the Honeymount road. Quill pens were used by the pupils. Mr. James Jones says there was a school teacher by the name of Muldoon. He was kept in Lisduff for years. He used to take great delight in following a wooden rake after school hours. I often heard Ned Humphreys father telling about him. He could not understand setting back the horse only to lean heavily on the

shallow at this place and it is probably that the castle was built to guard this weak place on the border of Tír Conaill. Judged from the standard of modern mansions it is very small, but it was considered very large at the time it was built. It was built four hundred years ago by the O'Donnells who were the rulers of Tír Conaill. King James the Second stayed three nights in Mongavlin Castle when he was with his soldiers at the siege of Derry in the year 1689. The village of St. Johnston was the headquarters of Jame's Army during the siege of Derry. Kind James spent some time in the house of John Cowan a Presbyterian elder of Monreagh congregation. He left his sword behind him. The show where he stayed is now in ruins at the foot of the hillhead brae. He left his sword behind and Miss Mary Jane Cowan now has it in her possession. The house where the Cowans resided from 1609 to 1925 has now been cleared away and the St. Johnston Post Office now occupies the site of that historic building.

of an adjoining parish. The design of the Church was sketched by the venerated curate, the Rev. T. Langan, under whose direction all the details of the building were strictly carried out. The design is that of the Norman Gothic, with porches and gables surmounted by crosses. The length of the Church from the altar to the front entrance, is one hundred and twenty feet, twenty of what being occupied by the sanctuary. It is thirty feet wide, and thirty feet high to the springing of the roof which is formed of open work, the principal beams of which rest on projecting cut stones carbels. The eastern window is a very fine one - style, Gothic with wheel at top - was executed by Mr. Hammond, of Sheephouse quarries. The altar, the work of Mr. Balff, is of Caen stone, with enamelled stained glass panels bearing the monogram of the Blessed Virgin. The beautiful tabernacle is from the design of the rev. curate, of whom it may be truly said that he has given his life, like his rev. brother, to the service of religion without having received more than a nominal earthly reward. Behind and about the tabernacles stands a Munich statue of the "Master Dolarosa", of beautiful and curious workmanship, on which the light reflected from an ambetrstained glass window above plays with fine effect. The platform of the alter is made of stone, and the flooring of the chancel is of elegant tesselated tiling. Miss Langan, the sister of the rev. clergyman of the parish, made a present to the church of a very valuable gold communion cup, and many other ladies and gentlemen,

There are big Monuments trees growing in some parts of the Country. It is said that there was a funeral passing through Ballinamuck to Tubberpatrick and everywhere they rested they planted an ash bush and they are called monument trees. There is one in Drumbad and one in Kiernans field on the top of a hill in Cloonaugh. There are many others they are very large trees. There are a lot of monument stones along the roads through the Country where people were killed long ago there is one between Ballinalee and Granard where a man was walking along the road and jumped out in front of a bus to stop it and was killed. There is a monument in the townland of Melka - Two stones standing upright and a large flat stone on top of which there is some writing. It is impossible to read the words on it. Most people say that it was and is a resting

where Pat Brady now lives. Scott was however afterwards shot. A Protestant who lived in Fardromin where Denis Bohan now lives ignored all warnings. He used to plough with his gun across the handles of the plough. He was shot. A Protestant named Cathcart lived in Thownagh where John Joe Reilly now lives was shot in his own house but the servant girl (Breslin of Ballinamuck) swore against five men who were hanged in Longford. Two of these men were brothers and were named Kenny. They were uncles of the late Mick Kenny who lived in Drumbad, Ballinamuck. The shootings continued however until only two Protestants were left, one named Moorehead in Creelaughter and one named Diamond in Fardromen. Only Morehead's family now remains, the only Protestant family in the Parish of Drumlish. The leader of the secret society was a man named Michael Donnelly of Drummon and from his exploits he is still spoken of as Red Michael the Highwayman.

Everybody in this district seems to be agreed in that these landlords were, to use a localism, "never had" any hardships caused to the tenants were the result of bad management by the agents and others employed as rent warners and keepers. We are told that one Earl of Desart in other to free political prisoners in Tipperary, sold some of this estate in Desart and bought land at Ballintaggart. Then hiring a landed gentleman he had influence enough to get them free. Then the tenants to show their gratitude, drew his carriage from Clonmel. This selling part of

I visited Maidenhall four years ago and had a conversation with Mr George Butler. We were discussing wheat culture and he told me that his family cultivated wheat for the past 100 years. He produced an account book and he read from that book that they sold 146 bushels of wheat to Glasgow merchants in the year 1846.

A man by the name of Collier the robber used to rob the rich and give it to the poor. One night he met the mail coach going to Belfast and he held it up at Lesson Hall and robbed it. Then he came down to McAllister Turvey which was an inn at that time for to get some refreshments and word came that the soldiers were coming and he jumped out the window on to a horses back and escaped. A man who lived in (Turvey) long ago followed him to Grace Dieu and Collier jumped the Turvey river. When he got to the far side he stopped and Collier said go back I will meet you again. One night the man was drinking in Santry and Collier came in and he asked him for a drink and

There lived a strong man named Samson. He was once inside in a big strong powerful mansion. There was a big crowd of people joking and mocking him how he had no more strength than any other man. He said he had, and that he would prove it to them and so he did. he put his two hands around two big pillars and shook them down to the ground. All the crowd that were inside were all killed. It was supposed that he had all his strength in the hair of his head. There was an old saying among the people that they were as strong as Samson. Maurice Horan Dromulton was a great runner. He ran from Kilsarcon school to his own house in twenty minutes. It is the distance of four miles. It was a big record and he was also a good jumper. He could jump a distance of twenty four feet long. Maurice Reidy Glenlarn walked from Cordal chapel to Tralee, a distance of sixteen miles. It took him about three hours and a half to do it. Clifford of Scrahan mowed six acres of hay in one day for a neighbour by the name of Riordan. He started early in the morning and had finished early.

In 1690 when the Penal Laws were in force schools were not allowed in Ireland and the only place that children could be educated was at hedge schools. These schools were held in secret in some lonely glen and there was five pounds reward for a teachers head. In 1831 an education act was passed which permitted Schools to be built and several of them were built through the country. The Irish Language was forbidden at these schools and every pupil wore a block of wood around his neck and for every Irish word the pupil spoke in school a notch was cut in the block by the teacher and when the pupil went home his parents looked at the block and if there was any new notch in the block the pupil would be beaten and if he spoke an Irish word at home his parents would cut a notch in the block and the teacher would beat him next day. In this way they hope to exterminate the Irish language. In 1848 our school in Ballyhass was built by Elizabeth O'Neill who was a Shakespearean actress and she was the grandmother of Colonel Beecher who is the present manager of the school. There were three hedge schools in this parish one in Cecilstown village another in Lisduggan

83 bed on that night. There are many games played in this district on Halloween night. One of the sports is to tie an apple from the ceiling, and the first to take a bite of it without putting their hands to it gets the apple for himself. Another game which the grownups play is to put two chestnuts on the bars of the grate and if the two chestnuts jump up together they will be a marriage and if they jump one after the other they will not be married.

(age 45) I got this from my father, written by, Brendan Molloy Manley Dunle. 2. Here is a list of animals we have at home:- cows, horses, pigs, sheep, hens, calves, and five cats. We have five cows & the names of them are, the 'miley' the 'ihuley' the Dolar cow, the wild cow and the grey one. We have two horses & the names of them are, 'Dolly', & ‘Blanley'. We have seven pigs, and eight sheep and about one hundred hens, the bantams, & two guinea hens, & a turkey. We have eight calves, & when driving them I say “hey up” or “go on”. When I am calling the hens I say “cockald” “cockald”,and when I am calling the cats I say “posh wish”.

The wild birds that are found in our district are the thrush, robin, wren, blackbird, crow, jackdaw, pigeon, magpie, cuckoo hedge sparrow, house sparrow, corncrake, swallow, willie-wag-tail, the yellow tit, blue bonnet, jay, bulfinch, chaffinch, snipe, the yellow hammer, green linnet, siskin, goldfinch, wryneck, woodcock, grouse, pheasant, partridge, wild duck, teal widgeon, malard, big duck, black side, diver, swan, crane, king fisher, starling, hawk, owl, sky-lark, sand lark, dipper wood pecker, curlew, lapwing, and the martin Nearly all these birds migrate with the exception of the robin, crow, hedge-sparrow house sparrow, magpie, pigeon and a few others. The thrush builds its nest in bushes and in hedges with fog and lines it with mud. It lays four blue eggs. The robin builds its nest in old pots, in banks, and in out-houses with fog and moss and lines it with hair. It lays five white eggs with brown spots on them. The blackbird builds its nest in bushes with clay and fog and lines it with hair. It lays four greenish eggs.

The customs of weddings are lighting a bonfire in front of the door and putting tar on it to keep it lit. Sometimes men dress up in straw and come to the house. Their faces, legs, and body would be covered with straw so that nobody would know them. The people give them sweets and pieces of cake if they take them. When some people are away getting married, the neighbors put hay and straw in bags and stuff them down the chimney. Then when the bride and groom come home and light the fire, the smoke would fill the home till they got the straw out of the chimney. Collected from Mr. J. Smyth Newbliss

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St. Stephens day always comes on the 26th December commonly known in this district to be boxing day, On boxing day boys and girls dress up and go out to wren beg. They put on old clothes and an old hat on them and a false face the way people would not know them. When they do come to the neighbors doors they do dance, sing songs, and play music then people give them money. Also on St, Stephen day the men go out shooting, these last few years a whole lot of people gather up and go out hunting after the fox.

There are many games played in this district on Halloween night. One of the sports is to tie an apple from the ceiling, and the first first to take a bite of it without putting their hands to it gets the apple for himself Another game which the grownups play is to put two chestnuts on the bars of the grate and if the two chestnuts jump up together they will be a marriage and if they jump one after the other they will not be married.

On Halloween Night, here is a great Trick to do. Two basins are put on a table, and there is Holy water in one, and clean water in the other. Then you're blindfolded and brought over to the table, if you put your hands in the dirty water, it is said you will get a bad wife, and if you your hand in the clean water, you will get a (gde) good wife. I succeeded in putting my hand in the clean water.

On Halloween Night, here is a great Trick to do. Two basins are put on a table, and there is dirty water in one, and clean water in the other. Then you're blindfolded and brought over to the table, if you put your hands in the dirty water, it is said you will get a bad wife, and if you your hand in the clean water, you will get a (gde) good wife. I succeeded in putting my hand in the clean water.

of Togher and my father's father used play in the backs. A 7 amous local bontest.Although there is no local record of either hurling or football matches prior to, the coming of the f.a.a still this district was not without its athletes. Of these the most notable were Jimmy Sarsfield of mullens bross who was a famous “miles” in his day and whore great contests with Willie brawley had drawn thousands. In the shorter distances Dan Butterfly of Milltoun was a notable f performer ,who returned 10t scs for the 100 yds at the college sports at Armagh. Yom Butterfly was a famous weight thrower who carried three fannels of wheat tied in a

and in a feur days the wart will be gone.big rock with a small hole in the centre and there has to be water in the hole, and leave a safety pin in the hole and rub it on the wart(s), and in a few days the wart will be gone. A cure for a hiccough is to take a good breathe, and put your right hand to your mouth, and your left hand to your nose, and keep them there as long as you can. Another cure for a hiccough is to put a half a spoon-full of sugar into your mouth, and keep your right hand to your mouth and nose as long as you can. Another cure is to get a cup of water and hold it in your hand, and let the person that has the hiccough drink out of it, and when he or she is drinking, turn the cup of water over the person, or another cure is to give the person a fright. A cure for a burn is to put lamp-oil on it, and it is said that if you could get a black snail and rub the snail on your tongue, and rub your tongue on the burn and it will take away the burn.

Mountainstown Dunleen. Co. Louth. Told by her aunt (age 75)

There was a house beside our house and a sod roof on it and the fire was in the corner and a hole in the roof, the ruins of it are to be seen yet. Written by, many bample Hitchestown,Dunleen. Told by her mother ( age 40)

Halloween is not spent now like the way it was spent in olden times. In years gone by people used to be preparing for Halloween weeks before, cabbage stumps used to be thrown at the neighbours doors. Children used to hang up an apple to see who would get a bite off it. At Halloween the house wife makes different things for eating such as, cakes, pies and also some of them make boxty. They put a ring in the cake, a little thimble , and a horse shoe. Some be married before twelve months. If you get the horse shoe it is for good luck. If you get the thimble you will either be a tailor or a dressmaker.

45 -38 The rock on the Road beside Coliemore Harbour Here is the story of how the rock beside Coliemore Harbour came there. St Patrick was sitting on a rock on Dalkey Hill preaching to some people. The devil appeared to St Patrick and asked him to turn against God. St Patrick refused. He picked up a big rock and hurled it at the devil. It hit the devil and killed him. The rock did not stop until it reached the harbour. That is how the rock came to be there. John Cahill 5th Standard Convent Road Dalkey 79 years of age John Cahill 5 Barnhill Rd

Tuam of the two shoulders got its name from the hills which stand on each side of it K.C.C.H. around Tuam there are ruins or forts situated which according to History were istablished long ago by the tribes who were in Ireland. About five miles outside Tuam there is a place called Abbey-knockmoy where Rory ÓConnor was buried by the Trappistss monks who lived there. Cruic Meadh. West of Tuam stands the hill of where Lady Kaiser who came before the flood is buried there. A cairn of stones on the summit marks her burial place. K In the village of Killbannon are the ruins of a church and a round tower which were built at the time of St. Patrick. On Bishop Street or a part called Botar na Scrinte or the Rd.

33 Blackrock Watchtower There is an old tower on the railway near Blackrock overlooking the sea. It is said to be a watch-tower of 1916 and there is an iron bridge stretching from one part of the tower to the other. The tower was raided by the British during the 1916 Rebellion. NO(ne) further information can be found regarding this tower.

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In Drimoleague village the fair is held monthly, on the second Thursday of every month. It is a cattle and pig fair. Buyers come from many parts of Co. Cork, to transact business with the local farmers who have animals for sale. On the fair morning the farmers are up early to drive the animals to the fair. Whey they reach the village they wait untl the buyers come. There is an old saying concerning the position a person should take in the fair, "If you have only a puck goat be in the middle of the fair. When the buyers come, they walk along the street to see where they would get the best bargain. The first question they usually

Subhead No 29 - Local Industries - Old Crafts. This a rough drawing of the mould in which candles were made in my district in olden times. [illustration of mould in the centre] I received this mould from Mr. Mathew Sweetman Drimoleague. He told me they once had a frame holding five different sized moulds for making candles, but this was the only one he could find.

Doona is a small village in Ballycroy. It is situated near the seashore. Grainne Uailes castle is in Doona. Between Grainne Uail's castle and Doohoma, there are seven big stones in the sea. A long time ago there were two giants and they used cross on the stones from the castle to Doohoma, The ruins of the castle that Grainne Uail lived in are still to be seen in Doona, There is a tunnel going out under the (sea) ground to the sea. When the

Cure for St.Anthony's Fire: Boil down chicken-weed and rub it to the sores, it will cure them. Chilblains: Heat an onion in the oven and then rub it to the chilblains. Haycoughs: If one had the haycoughs let him drink out of the wrong side of the cup.

this is done it is squitched by a large number of girls in one house in the district. It was a custom to have a large dance for the girls when their days work would be over. There were a few men in every parish called Hacklers. These men would arrive there when the flax would be prepared for hackling. When this would be completed it would be spun into thread. The machine which was used to spin it was called a Spinning Wheel. It was generally old women who would spin with this Wheel. After this it would be sent to the Weaver to be woven into linen by a Loom. [-] Old crafts--candle making 2th Dec 1937 Our older generations had to supply themselves with their own light. The way they did this was by making the rush candles, and this is the way they made them. First a bunch of thick green rushes were pulled, brought in and well dried by the fireside. They were then peeled and one stripe left on each rush to keep them together. Then the end of the

There were several drownings in the river Allow. Namely Michael Brennan of Freemount and John Walsh of Dromina and Bowles of Bawnmore. Matthew Noonan of Kilnockin and Thomas Morton attempted to rescue Michael Brennan but failed. Freemount School was burned in Spring 1907. It was supposed that a piece of timber projecting into the chimney caught fire during the day and it was found burned in the early hours of the morning. The boys school was in Barry's stalls and the girls school was in Sheahan's stables. There was a great thunder storm in 1927. It broke into a house near Kanturk. The father tried to save the children but he had to cross a stream near

St Cronon. A long time before the founding of this church St Canice and St Kieran used to go to the island for a retreat. one part of the ruin seems to be older then the rest. The top of the door is omamented with semi-circuler arches and the windows are much the same as the door. Many of the Birch family of Birch Grove are buried within the ruin. There is one grave in the little sacristy of the ruin which bears the name of Mary Hall. There is an underground passage leading from Mona Icha to the round tower in Church Street. When the monks were

"Local ruins." There are a lot of local ruins in and around Sligo. Most of those ruins are venerable with age. There was an Abbey erected in Ballisodare in the 13th. century. It was founded by St Fechin The four walls of this abbey are still standing People were buried in the abbey long ago and there are a lot of old tombs and crosses inside it. At the main entrance there are twelve hands carved. They represent the twelve apostles. In 1253 Sligo abbey was founded by Maurice Fitzgerald. The abbey is now in ruins. It measures about 130 ft. It was partly burned in 1414 by fire but it has been re-constructed. There are a lot of monuments in this abbey and people were buried in it. Some of the inscriptions on the tombs have been translated There is only one round tower in Sligo. It is situated in Drumcliffe. Most of it is knocked down. What remains standing is about 40 feet high. There is a castle in Sligo situated near the abbey. The castle was erected in 1245 but it was razed by O'Connor in 1295. It was rebuilt

1. Drumcliffee has two old ruins - a round tower whose remains are still to be seen and a monastery whose remains are gone. St.Colmcille built the monastery for himself and his monks when he resided there. He loved Drumcliffee because he says- "Dear to my heart also is Drumcliffee on Cuillen Strand. The Round Tower of which we are very proud, stands on the side of the Road to Sligo, above the village of Drumcliffee. The top has fallen off it and the stones were used to repair the Drumcliffee Bridge. Still a good bit of it still stands firm and strong as the first day with its little iron gate midway up and its long narrow windows. Old people tell me that the Irish people built close towers to hide themselves and the Sacred vessels from the Robber Danes. Others say they were sort of "outlooks" where the Irish people could see any invaders coming to their shore There is a tradition about our Tower - we are told that it is going to fall on a Red-haired woman. They say it was built in the Sixth Century.

The district around Ballymote is rich in ruins. The most important of these is Emlaghfad. Its name is derived from a boggy or marshy place and one has only to pay a visit there to realise how suitable is the name. The walls of the Abbey are now covered with ivy and lichen but these do not conceal the magnificent structure of a once great building. It has a high rectangular tower surmounted by smaller spires. Since the Abbey is on a height it is a very impressive building and adds to the old-world beauty of the town. A short distance from the town beside the graveyard of Carrananty [Carrownanty] is round tower. Tradition says that there is a king buried there and that the Round Tower is a monument erected to his memory.

stands was a place of some importance, as fairs and markets used to be held there, and moreover Assylinn was the ancient name of the parish of Boyle. It got its name from a man named O'Flynn, who was the first abbot of a monastery founded there by St. Colmcille, and from the "eas" or waterfall on the river Buaile near the place. There are the ruins of an old church, which was founded by St. Colmcille, in Assylinn graveyard. Some years ago the remains of a round tower were traced here. It is a very uneven graveyard and slopes towards the east. Many trees of different kinds grow in Assylinn graveyard, but Cloverhill is bare only for the trees that grow on the bank surrounding it. Many tomb-stones are to be seen in Assylinn, but in Cloverhill there is just one solitary stone-cross erected over the victims of the Great Famine. In Assylinn many people are buried within the ruins of the old church and beside its walls. Some of the trees growing in Assylinn are as

Lynally is about four miles from Tullamore. St Colman Elo was the St of Lynally. He built a monastery there and there was a round tower about one hundred yards from the monastery and there was a tunnel leading from the monastery to the round tower. When the enemy came the monks went over to the round tower through the tunnel. There is an old graveyard there and there is a moat there also. There is money and precious articles supposed to be at the moat and a black cat minding them and there is a life lost before the money can be got.

it called St. Patricks Well. There are a number of tombs and celtic crosses in it. There is a vault in the graveyard in which the Fitzgeralds were buried. The church is so old that nobody remembers mass to be said in it beaucse the roof was taken off it by the Cromwellians. There are a few beech trees in the graveyard.

There is only one graveyard in our parish. The name of it is Killmacamog graveyard. All the people of the district are still being buried in it. The shape of it is square. There is the ruins of an old church in it. There is also another graveyard in the parish of Parke and the name of it is Turlough graveyard. There is a round tower and the ruins of and old church in it. The church was built in the year of the ten hundred and twenty five. St. Patrick is supposed to have visited the graveyard because there is a well in

and put them together and the bull got up and went home, Then St Patrick went towards the Reek and the people after him and when he got to the top the devils were there. He got his bell and fired it at them and he put two into Cor na báidhre, two in to log na nDesmhan, and two into loc na Currac. They are there ever since. Loch na Coire. St Patrick brushed the dogs hair back for it was growing towards their head before and it is growing

There is a round tower in Meelick graveyard. It was built in olden times. This tower is situated one mile from Meelick church. It is circular in shape and it is the same width from bottom to top. It stands about fifty feet in height. There is a door about fifteen or twenty feet from the ground which

There is a graveyard in Aughagower. I is a very old graveyard. There are no people buried in it at all now. The ruins of an old church and round Tower are still to be seen. Long ago there was great thunder and lightning and it swept the top of the round tower and carried it half a mile away and turned it into a limekill on the top of Cluan da

which were sufficient for the making of it. He made four scibs each day and at the end of a week he tied all the scibs together, put them on his back and went round to all the houses selling them. He got one and sixpence for each one. Those he did not succeed in selling in the neighbouring villages he took to the fair next day and sold them there. He could also make baskets. He got one and tenpence for every basket. He made his living making these things. When he started getting the Pension he did not make any more. He is still living and is called "Tommie Thresher" as a nick-name. He sometimes got an ounce of tobacco for baskets. The above was obtained from the children's parents.

coil while another makes the rope. Lime is still burned in lime kilns. Most people have kilns in which they burn their lime. In the bottom of the kiln they put a layer of turf and then a layer of broken stones and every second layer until the kiln is filled. Then fire is set to these and turf and stones are added to the fire until the kiln is filled with lime. Some burn them with cock which is much like coal. There is a man living in Beaugh which is in the Polredmond district whose name is William Fleming. He burns many lime-kilns during the year. He supplies the best growers with lime. He burns about fifty barrels of lime each year and gets much money for them. In Lisheen in Glenamaddy parish there is a weaver whose name is Mr. Burke. He lives alone in a little thatched house. He is a man who never got married. He weaves thread into flannel and where he weaves it is called a loom. He makes quilts and blankets and he weaves much flannel in the day. He charges two or three pence a yard. The flannel he weaves wears much longer than what is bought in the shop. Weavers are very scarce nowadays. Tommie Comer who was also a weaver was there first. There lived in Buoyenagh a man named Thomas Collins who made scibs. Buyenagh is also in the Glenamaddy Parish. When a person wanted a scib they would give the maker a supply of rods

the thread and wove it on the bag. Long ago the people made their own dyes. Copperas of various colours could be bought cheaply in the shops and this the mixed with berries of the same kind. They boiled the mixture in an old sauce-pan they had for the purpose and which they called the "Dye Saucepan." It made very good dye but did not keep the colour so long as the dye now-a-days. Also they gathered blackberries and boiled them. Then when they were boiled they strained them and boiled the garment in the juice. Houses were thatched with wheaten-straw or oaten-straw. Most houses are now slated but yet there are many thatched ones. First rods were pulled in October and left to season for a week or two. Then they picked the small rods out. From the big ones scollops were made. Then they pulled straw and straightened it to make bobbons. They used the scollops for binding the straw on the roof of the house. The bobbons were to (use) finish the comb on the top of the house They made ropes from horse's hair, canvas bags, straw and hay. They are still made from most of these. A canvas bag is cut up with a sheares and the pieces are then rolled and twisted and made into totes. Those made from hay, straw and horse hair are made into a coil. Then somebody catches one end of the

Long ago there were many types of industry carried on locally but now not as much. Candles were made from wax and sheep's tallow, and soap was also made from sheep's tallow. The men made baskets, scibs, and cleeves. These they made from rods and also straw mixed with rods. For baskets they got seasoned rods and boiled them in a pot. Then they peeled them and were ready for use. Strong ones were then got and they worked the smaller ones on these and formed the basket. They also made the handle and lid from the same meterial. The scibs and cleeves were made in this way. First of all the hoop of a herring barrel was got. Then they got four thick rods and fastened them together, and then thin ones were woven in and out. Spades, gates, ploughs, and fire-cranes were made in forges but now very few are made. Spinning and weaving were (calle) carried on very much and yet in some places. When a person wanted a blanket they got the best wool from the sheep. This they teased and oil was put on it. Next it was carded into rolls. Then it was spun on a spinning wheel and afterwards twisted. It was then sent to the weaver to be woven into blankets. They also spun for stocking, jumpers and cardigans. Some people make rugs out of bags. They spun

while its being made. When its made they weave the churn-dash around the churn to bless the milk and the butter. Long ago when May Day came the people gathered all the dirt from between the cow's hooves. This they put under the straw which the cow was going to eat. When the morning came butter was found in place of the dirt. On May day also if the cow was lying down when she rose all the flowers that were growing under her were gathered and put under the churn while the churning was making. The old people say that this protected the butter from being stolen. If the butter went from the cows the people said it was the fairies who brought it. Either nobody gave away milk after the cow calved until they first made a churning. One day a man went into a house while a churning was being made and brought out a coal. He left the coal under a bush and when the woman went to gather the butter it was gone. Afterwards she got the butter under the bush where the coal was left. If your cow had no milk and if you went out in the neighbour's field where the cow would be lying. If you took a bit of grass from under her and put it under your own that would give her milk. Bread is made with buttermilk and is also drank. The above imformation was got from the children's parents.

The Moneen fort is also a circular one. It was never interfered with and bushes grow thick in it. One night, about twenty years ago, Mick Roche of Pollredmond was coming home from the mill between one and two o'clock. He saw something flying out of the fort and away the air. It was like a large bag being carried with the wind but it grunted like a pig. When he came as far as Williamstown, he found that Father Fallon, the Parish priest had been knocked off his horse and killed on the same road as he had come about an hour earlier that night. The horse had been frightened by something strange, like what Mick Roche saw later on, crossing the road in front of him.

About forty years ago, Judy Kearns was visiting in Croaghill. As she was accustomed to pay a visit to each house in turn before leaving, she did not feel midnight falling on her. She was to go home with man named Thomas Kelly, however; who was staying in Leatra at the time. When they were passing by the fort, they saw a man, dressed in white, standing by the old whitethorn on the grave. They began to gallop and did not stop till they reached Leatra. Judy did not stay so late in Croaghill again for many a year. From this fort, three others can be seen, one in Brierfort on Beirne's land, another in Croaghill on Rabbit's land and one in the village of Moneen. The one on Rabbit's land is a circular one with four or five ditches and deep dykes between them. Both ditches and dikes are overgrown with moss and briers. Music was often heard out of this fort. One night my father was coming past the fort late. He thought he heard a sound of music out of the depth of the fort. He listened for a while but was disappointed when he heard no more.

One evening last November right well I do remember. We had frost and snow together and the weather it was cold And I being young and airy I sped just like a fairy Across icy dykes and ditches till I went to Brackloon more. Where a dance was lately published and there came a first rate piper And the colleens being so pretty they induced me there to go. So in the best of form I went into the barn And I saw some pretty girls from Brackloon and Knockroe. I stood in contemplation as to where I could get seated.

Sure the light is fading fast and I'm thinking of the past: As I'm sitting with my darling by my side. She's and old and wrinkled dame, but I love her just the same As the sunny day she came to be my bride. I think I see her now with a smile upon her brow As she vowed she would be mine for every more. I had no lands or pastures wide but I took her home with pride To the Cabin with the roses round the door. That is the dear old Cabin, 'tis my own old Cabin It is my home around my native shore I can yield my native sigh, I have lived and I will die In the Cabin with the roses round the door.

if it is examined closely, red hair can be seen on it. When St. Caimin saw what the workmen had done he would not let them finish the tower. There is a holy wel on the island which is called "Our Lady's Well". The shape of this well is round, and there is a hole in the side of it into which people put offerings when they come to visit the well. When the Danes came to plunder the island they took the bell of St. Caimin's Church. When they were putting the bell into the boat the tongue of the bell fell out and dropped in the water. The water was very deep, so the Danes could not get out the tongue. It is said that the bell rings every seven years on the 25th March. The Danes brought the bell to Killaloe where it is to be seen yet in the Protestant Cathredal in Killaloe. Inniscealtra was a pagan sanctuary before Christianity came to Ireland. MacCreiche who

be the first to erect one. The grandest music you ever heard used to be heard Kilcross graveyard until a protestant was buried there. Then the music stopped and it was never heard again. There are a lot of people buried outside the parish such as in Rath, Barefield, Cill na Móna and in a lot of other places.

Cloughoughter is another round tower in the middle of the water. Devenish Island is another old building in Fermanagh.

A Round-Tower Outside Clones, there is the crumpled ruin of a round-tower. Near the top is a small window. It is said that when the people of Clones saw the Danes coming., thy ran and hid valuables - books ang gold Chalices here, and as these savage barbarians had no ammunition they could not enter the Tower. Near the Tower stand the ruins of a monastery and Church. The foundation of the monastery is still to be seen. It is said to have been founded by St. Tighernach, and it is commonly believed that when the last stone of this monastery falls, the end of the world will be near.

One night about forty years ago my Grandfather, John Gallagher of Rathneeny Barr, was coming from a place called Screen. It was about eleven o’clock. Coming up to a place called Doghertys all the heard voices and music. He stood to listen but could not hear what was being said. Suddenly the whole place lit up and he could plainly see a host of little people running and racing back and forth. They didn’t stay long enough in one position for him to see their features. He stood on the road watching into the field too astonished to move. They seemed to be dancing. he watched for about haft an hour. He was afraid to move lest he would go astray as often heard it said that faries would would lead you astray. In the middle of the dancing the lights went out and all was as it was before. My Grandfather always said there were faries in Ireland but no ghosts.

The Round Tower of Kells is situated at the western part of the town. It is (belived) believed to be one hundred feet high and is a perfect specimen of workmanship as it is well preserved, although it was built many hundred years ago. There is only one entrance, a doorway which is placed about four feet from the ground. There are five windows at the top, the reason given for that number is that they looked out on the five roads by which the town is approached. In the inside there are several stone ledges which enabled a watchman to ascend by means of a ladder which he placed on a platform, this ladder he carried up from one ledge to another till he reached the top. Some writers say the Tower was used as a belfry others say it was used as a fortress, but the general belief is that it was erected and used as a Watch Tower.

The Round Tower stands in Canon Street in Kells. It is in Kells Parish and in the barony of Upper Kells. We read in books that it was built in the tenth century when the Danes came to rob Ireland, but old people say it was built by the Druids. It is said that the Gobán Saor and his wife built it in three days and three nights. There is also another story told about it. That a fairy built it with an apron full of stones on one night. It is also said whoever rubs her skirt to the wall of the Round Tower will never leave Kells. There is also a well underneath the Tower and it is said that some day it will spring up and drown all Kells. In 1798 when the croppies came up from Wexford to help the Meathmen one of them ran up Canon Street and he was caught and without trial he was hanged from a cart near the Round Tower. Murtagh O'Melaghlin, an Irish Prince hid in the Tower for three days and three nights and after the thrid night he as caught and killed.

ar aon dream a gheobhfadh ionnta féin dul a’ Dréim leo. Bhí a shliocht uirthe. Chreach sí Árainn Mhór cupla uair, agus d’airigh sí Iarla Deasmamhan ag béal na Sionainne sa mbliadhain 1576. Roimhe sin sa mbliadhain chéadna thug sí cuaird ar Sir Philip Sydney, fear ionad an Rí, nuair a tháinig seisean go Gaillimh. Tá cur-síos aige uirthi in a thuarasgabháil d’Eilís Shasana ‘’a most famous feminine Sea Captain called Grania O’Malley and she offered her services to me wherever I would command her, with three galleys and two hundred fighting men (?) either in Ireland or in Scotland. She brought with her her husband, for she was as well by sea as by more than master’s mate to him. He was of the Net’ (?) Burkes and now I hear is MacWilliam Eighter, called by nickname Richard in Iron’’. Is cosamhail nár chuir Sydney aon aírd uirthe mar deirtear linn gur ghabh Iarla Dheasmumhan í thíos i aice le Tairbhirt i gCo. Chiarraidhe in a dhiaidh sin, agus í ag slad a dhúithche. Tugidh (?) do Drury, Uachtarán Mumhan í agus gearradh bhliadhan go leith príosúntachta uirthi. Níor cheannsuigh sé sin í mar tá cúnntas againn go mb’éigean do’n gCaiptein Liam Ó Máirtín trí seachtmhainí ag ionnsuidhe a caisleáin ag Carraig a’ Chabhlaigh sa Márta 1579, D’fhonn í a ghabhail arís toisg foghail a bhí déanta aice. Theip air 'san iarracht. Bhí an saoghail corrach go leór ag maraidhthe

Ní bfuigheadh na daoine céad ó'n na saighdiurí aon Aifreann a cloisteal ins an am sin. Ní bfuigheadh na daoine cead dul go dtí an t-Aifreann agus, agus ní bfuigheadh na daoine cead dul go dtí sgoil. Nuair a bhí na daoine ar Aifreann, bhí ortha dul, go dtí Carraig Mhór no áit fasghamhail. Mar féachaint na saighdiurí an sagart ag léigheadh Aifreann marbhughadh sibh iad. Seó ann shompla ata agam d'ait a bhiodh na daoine nuair a bhiodh siad ag an Aifreann. Carraigh Mór Carraig An Aifreann Carraig Na sagarta.

During penal times the Priests were not allowed to say mass in the chapel's so they would have a mass Rock some place that they would not be found or if they were they be killed. It was said that mass was read on a rock named "Carraig na Mada" in Killenkere. A priest named "Mac Na Bo" was going up to the rock to read mass when he was caught by Cromwell's soldiers at a place where Stravicnabo school now stands he escaped but was caught again in a meadow now owned by Pat Sexton. The town land of Stravicnabo was called after him. Where Knocknagilla school is now in the penal times it was a small thatched house and mass was said there for many year's until upper Lavey chapel was built. Anyone who wanted to go to mass in the Penal times the nearest mass they could go to was Virginia.

A woman hung herself in Coolagh Chapel and she was buried in Hickey's hill Garryhaloo and afterwards she appeared to many. One night she appeared to Fr. Purcell the Parish Priest of Windgap. He was riding on a white horse and he thought to put her back with the strength of a stone. The horse got into a terrible way and Fr Purcell had to take out the Blessed Sacrament to save himself. That happened on the Carraig-na-gCapall road. Fr. Purcell was not able to go home that night. He gave the day reading until he got to remove her. She is between the Grotto and the wall of Butlerswood yet. The banshee has a path. She goes up the Chapel yard, up through the Grotto, and

There were three entrances to the castle - the doors on the western and eastern sides being about two feet from the ground and that facing south is about 14 feet from the ground. A spiral staircase (96 steps) of stone leads to the top of the building, which is unroofed. At the western side, a little distance from the main door is a dungeon which was used for storing ammunition. The windows are very narrow, and there are also holes in the walls through which boiling lead used to be poured down on the heads of the enemy. In olden times, the rock on which the castle stands was surrounded by water, but years later the water was drained away. There are two rivers flowing close to the castle which unite lower down forming the river called "Abha na Fola". A rock situated near the castle is called "Carraig 'a Fola", which names show that much bloodshed occurred here.

There is a field in Ballinamona called "The Captain's Hill". It is called after a captain who lived in Ballinamona long ago. Near the Killure road is a place called "Carraig na mbuaibh. There is a large rock in the midde of field. In the Summer the cows go up on the rock from the heat. It is surrounded by trees. Near Ballinamona is a lane called Quilty's lane. It was owned by a rich man named Quilty who lived in the district.

Bhí fear 'na chómhnuidhe in aice Carraig an Ime agus bhí 35 ba aige. Bhí buachaill aimsire aige agus do chodhluigheadh sé anáirde ar lochta a bhí os cionn an chró. An cead oidhche bhí taidhreamh aige agus cheap sé go raibh sé ag lorg bó. Nuair eirigh sé ar maidin ní raibh ach 34 ba ann. Fear ana dána do b'eadh é agus d'fhan sé suas ar an locta an oidhche sin. Tímcheall uair an meadhon oidhche connaic sé ceathrar fear ag teacht anuas tríd an lochta agus bhí ____ ar a nguailnibh aca. I gcionn tamaill d'imthigheadar as a radharc. Chuaidh an fear go dtí an sagart agus d'innis sé an sgeal go leir do agus dubhairt an sagart an cró do leagadh agus é do dhéanamh in áit eile. Nuair a bhí na fir ag tógaint suas an úrláir connaiceadar cnámh fir ann. Annsan bhí fhios aca cad a bhí ag tógaint na ba. Annsan tugadh an beirt ba tarn-ais do airís.

ciacu bá laidre. Fuair siad dá carraig. Tuit an céad ceann isteach i páirc Ó Fheiric in Dabhras agus an ceann deireadh isteach í páirc Taidhg Ó Cuinneagáin in Cillgeimhrín. Tá na carraig sin le feiceáil fós deirtear

stone back. There two stones were still to be seen. The stone on the north side of the Roughty is called Carraig a' Caipín and the stone in the south side of the Roughty is called Cloc Bhreach

16 to get the crock of gold at the back of his own house. He was a rich man for the rest of his life and his family after him. Agnes Costello, told to me by my father: Michael Costello Killure, Ahascragh, Ballinasloe, Co Galway

Castle Durrow School was built by a Viscount Ashbrook, but the time is not known. It was after 1801, as Canon Wills found in some of the church records that the Clerk in charge of Durrow Church was censured for not keeping a school in 1801. Miss Tomkinson, late principal of Castle Durrow School, who is now 85 years of age went to school there as a very small child and we have still the same desks she used as a child, as well as three of the lead inkwells in them. The school must have been a very modern one for the time it was built for there are two very fine windows in the gable ends, and four ventilators in the ceiling with a six inch round hold in each gable above the ceiling to carry off the impure air. The grounds were planted with trees - elm, beech, ash, sycamore and pines. As well as ornamental trees as the locust or false Acacia and Laurustinus. I saw twenty-five three cut down

The landlord of Prospect was John Cardan of Barnane. When the rent was to be paid he wrote to Woodward's and the told them the day he would be at Prospect to collect the rent. The Woodward's informed the people of the district. On that certain day the tenants would meet Bardan at Woodward's and hand him their money. Headach was the landlord of Knockmacartan

Fifty years ago the first train came through Barnesmore gap. Long before the train was due to arrive at Loughesk Station old and young had gathered from all parts to witness what was to them a great event. They were all excited as they heard her approach the bend and as the engine came in sight some of them took fright and ran away, but the more corageous men and women to get a better view got up on a fence. Before the engine stopped she blew a shrill blast. This was too much for the excited crowd and at the sound of the whistle most of them fell backwards. Others took to their heels and ran off as fast as they could and some of them I are running yet.

She is to be seen when two people in one village are dead. She usually has a light in her hand, and is seen coming on the road from the dead person's house, and always crying. She is dressed in white and comes to the house where the person is dead. She makes a great noise and sometimes knocks at the door making a great rattle. When she is heard the people put their backs to the doors till the noise is gone away. When a person is dead if there is a light seen the people say that the person is going to Heaven. If there is a "Bean Sidhe" seen, it is said that the person is going to Purgatory. If there is a light seen the people say that the person is going to Heaven. They say that a light is the best, to see when a person is dying .

to leave the funeral pass, but no-body else could see it. So after a time he got sick and apparently died and he was dead for I think about twelve hours when he rose up on the table again to the great surprise of everybody, and he went about his work as usual, but not so healthy as he was before. He could see a man or a beast at the far off side of Shehy mountain or he could see into the homes of Tipperary or Waterford and tell you what the people were doing there, and he used see lots of people that were dead and buried and he was also gifted in many ways. The Parish Priest of Dunmanway heard all about him and I suppose he thought it was all fiction. So when He held His station in one of the local farm houses around here, and when all was over he asked was Pádraig na bPucaí here, and Pádraig answered yes, and He asked him was he in[?] the other side, and he said yes, and then he asked him what did he see there, or did he see heaven or hell, and he said yes. Then the Priest asked him what was heaven like, and he said he could not give him much of an idea of what heaven was like, it was such a beautiful place all like shining gold.

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it, bad weather is indicated, rain is indicated, if the stars fall, or if the clouds are black. When the wind comes from Kildalkey (South) it brings most rain to our district. When swallows fly high fine weather is indicated, also when seagulls fly inland, wet and stormy weather is on the way. When dogs eat grass, rain is indicated, when the cat sits with her back to the fire it is the sign of a coming storm. Wild Geese flying south indicates wet and stormy weather. Crickets singing, dust blowing on the roadway, spiders creeping from their web, smoke puffing from the chimney, plentiness of snails and midges flying in groups, all indicates rain. Smoke going up straight from a chimney indicates fine weather.

James Stack an N.T. Brosna, that it has the same shape and dimensions as St Patrick's. The French Priests found that the mound of green cultivated land (the moats) corresponded with their map but the surrounding district had been cultivated Their map was shaded around the mound & did not correspond with district as it is now and was then. However, we know that the land about was a bog & that it has been cut away, as the name Brown Bog still survives. Mr. Stack remembers to see turf or peat cut in the field south of the 'Moats'. The priests were not sure, but they said it was either at Knocknagoshel or Brosna which at the time combined to make the Brosna parish. Cnocán na mBuacaillí: This is situated in Tadg Downey's land, Laughvalla: it got its name from the fact that it was the scene of a great faction fight between the Lanes and the Curtins. The opposing parties met here & indulged in some rough "black thorn play". The battle raged hot and furious but the Lanes gained the day & the Curtins retreated. As the Curtins were retreating to Guiney's Bridge they met a party of 50 men coming to their aid but they advised them to return and wait for another day. Reidys came from Cove to help the Lanes. Told by John Reidy 70 years to Tade Lane Brosna over 25 years ago

Long ago a man was coming from Inch and a ball was thrown out over the ditch and the man kicked it in. It came out three times and he kicked it in and all the fairies jumped out and told him that he should play with them every night or else die. He played with them and he knew all their plans. He asked a friend of his where would she be buried and she told him in Clonpriest. He answered "You will not because you will get 2

And yet there's nothing fighting for Like the gallant Irish race It will burst like sunshine to the rest And joys to they will bring. And Irish boys on that night recalled Poor exiled Irish men. The following song was composed by Pat Stynes an exile in Australia who sent it to his sister is St. Patrick's Street, Boyle: The Plains of Boyle. I Farewell to Boyle, to lakes and all

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soldiers. On 1541 the Abbey was formally dissolved by Henry VIII, and granted in 1543 to O'Brien, Baran of Ibrackane, who protected the monks. After Elizabeths confirmation of the grant the friars remained still in possession. In 1617 Fr. D Mooney visited Quin and found two of three helpless old friars about the place. They remembered the monastery being suppressed, and that its gold and silver had been sent to MacNamara of Knoppogue. Mr T.J. Westropp says that the community taking advantage of the freedom of religious worship granted by the Catholic Confederation of 1641 repaired and reopened the College connected with the monastery, and that in a short time no fewer than 800 youths were receiving instruction from the Franciscan fraternity of Quin. One of their scholars was a historian Anthony Broden together with eighteen members of his family. It was finally destroyed by Cromwells

William Condon, the hero of the foregoing, was born in Anglesboro' in the year 1840. He was a shoemaker by trade. In 1867 he joined the Fenian movement. For many years after '67 he annually on 31st March headed a pilgrimage of the Mountain Foot Boys to Kilclooney Wood (the scene of ONeill Crowley's death) and he erected a wooden cross on the spot where Crowley stood and returned the fare of the soldiery. Condon was the life and soul of the Land League Movement in Anglesboro' district and, quite early in the agitation, he was arrested and sent to Kilmainham gaol where he spent a considerable period. The late Charles Stewart

Hallow Eve. Hallow Eve which takes place on the thirty-first of October fell on a Monday night this year. This is a great night for the children and of course there is no word about a lesson on this night as the next day is always a holiday the first of November and they can learn their lessons on this day. This is a great night for the children playing games the following are some of them They tie a string around an apple and hang it out of the roof or out of a clothes line if it is in the house then they swing the apples ans who ever catches the apple first wth their mpuths without putting their hands near it can keep it to eat. Another game they play on this night is they get four saucers and put them on a table they put water in one of the saucers, clay in naother, beads in another and a ring in another. The Children then put a cloth on their eyes and tie them in the

Hallow Eve. Hallow Eve fell on a Monday ngt this year. On Sunday my mother bought three dozen of two penny apples and two pounds of nuts. When Monday night came there were divided each of us got from apples and a half and a quater pound of nuts. These are the games we played. We got a basin of water and let an apple into it. Then each of us got a trial for see which wuld catch it our mouth without using our teeth. Another game was to hang up an apple and catch it your mouth and take a bit out of it. This is the game I enjoyed the best four saucers is got. clay is put in one , a ring in another beads in another, and water in another. Next four peoples eyes are blinded and they go to the place where the saucers are, which ever of them put their hands in the water will go across the sea first which ever of them put their hands in the ring will get married first, which ever of them puts ther hand in the clay will die first, which ever ever of them put tehir hands in the beads will be a nun first

and if it is a boy he will be priest. Another game is dallog it is played in this manner; some persons eyes are blinded and left in the middle of the floor all the rest of the children run about and the blind person tries to catch them who ever is caught first is fool. On that night there is always bozty, pancakes and pratybread for the supper which is thought to be a great treat. By Kathleen A McPartlin Meeneymore N.S.

There are not many streams only the two dividing Clonshanny from the others townsland.

My Home District is Clonshanny and Rahan. There are sixteen families in Clonshanny. There aer sixty seven people living in Clonshanny. Minnock is the most common name in Clonshanny. There are more thatched houses in Clonshanny than slated. Clonshanny got its name because there was foxes living in it. There are five people over seventy living in clonshanny. Non of them can talk Irish, but they can tell stories in English. The names of the five people aer Mike Minnock, Peter Egan, Jack Connor, Mrs Connor, and Jimmy Fletcher live in Clonshanny, Clara Offaly is thieir address. A great many of them emigrated to America. Clonshanny is not mentioned in any song or saying. The land is mixed of every kind. There is no wood growing in Clonshanny. There is one river, the Brosna and no lakes.

Ballyhalwick The land of the O Chelvey's. The O Chelvey's must be the landlords of it. Nead-an-Fhiadh This means the nest of the deer. Because it was a great place for deer long ago. The people used be in court very often from this ploughland long ago and the Justice called it Nead-an-Díol which meant the neat of the devil This is . situated two miles from Dunmanway. Gort-na-Muclach This means the field of the piggeries, Fanlobus This is the slope of St. Lobbus. Gearán-Bán This means a white old nag. This is a rock. Drom-Eirc This means the ridge of Circ. Gurteensowney Is the little field of the heavy sleepers. Droicead-an-[?] This means the bridge of the wilds because there are wilds above and below the bridge. Diríns It means the land of the black thorns. Caoc-a-Gabha. This is called to a number of fields in the

Long ago there lived a man during the famine of 1846. They were very poor poeple who lived in a cottage about a quarter of a mile to the east of my house. It was situated on the top of a hill. His father died of sickness, and he had no means of carrying his corpse to the graveyard, which was about three or four miles distant from his house, but on his back. He had not gone far when he had to cross an old stony fence which was covered with briars. When he was

Ni truimide an luch an lachain Ní truimide an cath ar éinne Ní truimide an caoire colainn Agus ní truimide an colainn ciall.

About fifty years ago, a man whose name I am unable to find lived in Buncrana where he committed many murders. At that time the doctors in Glasgow gave five pounds for a dead body for experimental purposes, to try new cures for illnesses. This man used to ask children to come in for apples and they would never be seen again. He would kill each child and put it in a box as if it were eggs. He put a row of eggs on the top of the child's body and say, "Here goes a free passage to Glasgow". One day he took in a little girl for apples. He took her up stairs to see the apples, and was about to murder her when his wife came and said that the child's mother was coming. The man was found out and the judge said, Here goes a free passage to Van Damien's Land

The first school on this site was erected in 1836 by the La Touche family who had considerable properly in the neighbourhood. It was opened as a N.S. (Roll No 1409) on 1st August 1836. John Alexander La Touche was manager from 1836 to 1892. Very Rev Dominick M Breen P.P.V.F. Manager 1892-1908 Very Rev Patrick Finegan P.P.V.G. Manager 1908-1910, Bishop of Kimore 1910-1951. Very Rev Charles Flynn P.P.V.G. Manager 1910-1915 Very Rev Francis McKiernan P.P.V.F. Manager 1915-1936 (26/11/36) Present School erected (1914-1916) Roll number 16,244 Opened 3rd January 1916 Very Rev John OReilly P.P.V.F Manager 1936- Ross Mahon 1st Principal 1836-1873 Daniel Meehan Principal 1873-1900 Philip McTeigue Principal 1900- In 1873, on the resignation of Ross Mahon a dispute arose between the Parish Priest, V Rev T Brady and the manager Mr J.A. La Touche regarding the appointment of a successor. Mr La Touche appointed Mr Moran Leitrim. Father Brady objected to the appointment as Mr Moran had been trained in Marlborough Street Training College. The dispute lasted some months the children were withdrawn from the school by order of P.P. In the end an agreement was come to. Mr Moran left and Dan Meehan who had been teaching in Mayo N.S. for some time was appointed Principal.

The 23rd of October both simple and sober, I went down to Newport, to sell an old cow, To that fair of renown, which is held in the town Called the Bullock fair day, which the whole of you know 2 verse The morning being shrill, I felt rather ill, Myself and my comrade, went down to John Ryan's Who kept a nice shop, and a beautiful drop. Like the dew in the morning, that sparkles and shines 3 verse We had two pints of stout, 'twas then we walked out, We said 'twas too early to take any more, For fear we'd get tight, and blind drunk before night, As it happened to many in Newport before. 4 verse 'Twas than half past eight, when I thought 'twould come wet, Such numbers of people, I ne'er saw before, They were there from Murroe, Ballina, Killaloe, Castleconnell, Birdhill and likewise Cappamore. From Tour and Fidane, Ballinahinch and Gurtshane, The Mines , Killoscully, Chrishana and Glown, Foilduff and Curreeney and Barnadomeeny, The Milestone, Kilcommon, Coolmore and Loughisle. 5 verse They all came in flocks, with their new Sunday frocks

I Ye feeling hearted Christians, I hope you will draw near And listen to those mournful lines I am going to let you hear Concerning nine fine fisherman Whose loss we all deplore Who sank beneath the wave in Lacken Bay We will never see them more II On the 28th of October the evening it was fine They left their homes in Lacken For to fish upon the Brine To fish upon the Brinie sea Those men so tried and brave And its little was their notion They'd be slumbering in the wave III But the night got dark and stormy

When St. Munn and St. Mannon lived at Kilmannon, one day St. Munn was going to celebrate Mass and St. Mannon was his Server. There was no water on the Altar and St. Munn was of a hasty temper and he gave a very determined look at St. Mannon, who rushed out to find a well where there is only a big stone at present and in his hurry he forgot to bring anything to carry the water. He dropped on his knees and said "God help me, what shall I do" At that moment a bell dropped on the stone, unknown to anyone where it came from. Its mark is there for anyone to see. St. Munn came to see what was keeping St. Mannon and the bell rang on the stone. The two Saints carried it full of water into the church. The land-lord of the land was Harvey of Bargy Castle, and he claimed the bell and took it home. It is said this bell is still in Bargy Castle. Some time after a woman brought clothes to was in the well and before her eyes the well moved to the next field with a circle of candles lighting round it, and left no mark of its former position. No well

inhabitants of the townland that this woman went to the house of a neighbouring farmer by the name of Nelan (Neilan ?) where she obtained whatever holy water was in the house from the farmer's little daughters and she took it away with her. On the following morning when the farmer was churning he could get nothing but froth in the barrell, and this state of affairs lasted well over a month. Though the old woman had only one cow, she was seen at the butter market in Causeway every Tuesday of the week selling large quantities of butter which the neighbours stated was equivalent to the produce of ten or twelve cows. The rumour got abroad concerning her witchcraft and two or three farmers decided on watching her. One night they stole quietly to the house and peeping in through the window they saw a large rope hanging by one end from a rafter of her

cabin and the other in her hand, and milk flowing from it into a bucket. One of the watchers cautiously opened the door and entering he pulled out his knife and cut down the rope to which large knobs of butter adhered. He took the rope home with him. From that day forward the Nelan (Neilan ?) family had no trouble in making butter.

In John Horgan's fort in Ballinglanna there lived a branch of the Nelan (Neilan ?) family. This Nelan man's wife was a Limerick woman known as Lady Manarey. When he was in a hunt in Limerick the deer crossed a big gate and he followed close behind Lady Manarey came second in the hunt. She fell in love with the horseman and followed him to Kerry. They lived together in their home in Ballinglanna. They made a pile of gold in tobacco smuggling. This gold was buried in two firkins under the bed. When the man of the house died her cousin Catherine Mc Loughlin came to keep her company. This Catherine knew where the gold was hidden and when Lady Manarey died her cousin was left in charge of the house. The day after her funeral the Connors of Sandford Castle came looking for the gold as they claimed to be the nearest relatives (Tade Connor's mother being a Nelan woman) and also the Landlords of the place and all it held. Catherine Mc Loughlin showed them where the gold was buried. They dug it up and carried it to Sandford and the firkins were so heavy that it took four

"Kinalmeaky is down death to the Puritans" Then Inchiquin was taken to one of the hills where he could see the battle. He forgot his wounds and he mounted his horse and he led his men and he drove the Irish down towards Charleville and only for night falling hardly any of the Irish would have escaped. In 1646 the Irish besieged it again and Captain Raymond surrendered without firing a shot. Captain Raymond was court martialled and he was sentenced to be shot and Percival pardoned him. In 1650, the English besieged it again. Sir Hardress Waller was the chief leader of the English and there is a big breach in the south-western wall. Sir Hardress Waller fired a cannon ball from one of the neighbouring hills. The castle has been derelict since. There were 700 of the Irish killed, 12 of the English were killed and 21 wounded. Irish Generals. Lord Barry Lord Muskerry Lord Roche Lord Mountgarret English Generals Lord Inchiquin Lord Kinalmeaky Lord Barrymore Lord Dungarvan Lord Broghill Sir Charles Vavasour Sir Phillip Percival

The farm animals around here are, cows, calves, horses, goats, pigs, and sheep together with hens, ducks, turkeys, and geese. Nearly every farmer here has names on the cows and here are some of them, "Callaghan", "Buckley", "Curtin", "Jeffery", "Burke", "Paulin", "Black [?]" "Yellow Nancy", "Kicker", "Norket", "locked-horns". "young giant". "Snaily" "beauty", "Jack", "Cagnie", "Cran", "The Cadger", "Nunan", "Weathers", "Leahy", Paul" "Joe", The Black" "Nadd" "Goggin" and "Rosy". They also names on the horses such as "Old Tom" "Dan" "Sonny" "The Grey man" and "Lord Muskerry" When driving cows they say "how-how" and when they are calling them they say "huff-huff". WHen they are calling sheep they say "Ba-Ba" and when they are calling the bonhams they say "Bon-Bon". When they are calling pigs they say "hurris-hurris" and when they are driving them they say "cudgca". When they are calling the calves they say, "sook-sook" and when they are driving them they say "sook-on" When they are driving the horses they say "fuff-fuff" When calling goats they say "Kiddie-Kiddie" and when hunting them, some people say "hes-goat, whilst others say "hiscore" or "[?]". Some people here keep a "puck" goat with

Beyond the lofty mountain's crest, The hounds no longer will molest The hunted stag, he'll safely rest By Muskery's (Muskry) lovely lake, Three mountain summits round it lie; Farbreaga Galtybeg, more high Is Greenane's peak, so steep and high O'er which the fierce storms break. Near Shanbally Castle he seems to wait; What causes him to hesitate, Or dreads he that some gloomy fate Awaits him over there? Take either road, he's just between Clogheen town and Ballyporeen, Where frightful ghosts were often seen, And never failed to scare, But he knew his friend was very low, For priest and doctor he must go; 'Twas three good miles from Carriganroe, And the hour was very late; So he kept on at his fastest pace, And when he had almost won the race He met the demon face to face Before the pastor's gate.

The town-land where I live is called Bellmount. It is situated about mid way in the parish of Kilmurry, and in the barony of West Muskerry. In the town-land of Bellmount there are forty five famlies. They are all comfortable dwelling houses mostle all farmers. There was a charming bell once near Bellmount Mills and it is generaly belived that is how it got its name. There are very only a few old people in the town land and no Irish is spoken. They are all fairly well educated good knowledge history and well versed in farming. There is a very thriving industry in Bellmount milling company. There are more houses there now than in former times in our district. It is mentioned in hunting song. "Farewell to the wild woods the seens of my child hood Through the groves of Bellmount Ill never more roam Never again shall I pluck the sweet flowers or gaze on the ruins of old Castle more" It is good arrable land upper Bellmount

Fear Bréige - the old-time sun dial for the people who lived in the mid-valley (Glen of Aherlow). It stands out like a real Fear Bréige on the mountain sky line above Lough Muskery (Muskry) When the sun is seen from the valley to be directly overhead it, it is 12 o clock noon. (Many a child weary from haymaking and longing for the dinner hour was told to look up and notice that the sun hadn't yet come overhead "fear bréige").

This song was composed by John Tom Gleeson of Glounaglough Rylane, Coachford Co Cork some 50 years ago, strictly speaking its only a satire, and it was composed for a man named Tady Quille who was bred, born, and reared in Carrigagulla some six miles from Macroom and adjacent to Mushera Mountain. This poet died about ten years ago & was buried in the family burial ground at Aghinagh. Tady Quille died 6 years ago at the age of 79 and has the honour of being the second person buried at the new cemetary of Macroom, His family burial place being near Kinsale. The song is called "Bold Tady Quill." This information has been given by Denis A O'Sullivan Anaganihy (Annagannihy) Ballinagree whose occupation is a Shop Keeper and haulage Contractor and is 35 years old. The satire is as follows:- Ye maids of Duahollow (Duhallow) that's anxious for Courting A word of advice I'll give unto you Proceed to Banteer to the Athletic races And give in your name to the Club Committee But before you'll commence any sketch of your programme A carriage you'll notice going over the hills Flying through the valleys and glins of Kilcorney With our Muskerry sportsman, he is Bold Tady Quille

4. If I had all the riches that's in East or West Indies Or if I had all the gold that's in the queens store. I would give it to you, unto you my nice darling girl. For there's no other creature in the earth I adore. 5. And now since I gained her, I'm contented for ever Ill put rings on her fingers and rings on her ears. With diamonds and pearls I'll dress my brown girl She's the sweetest and fairest that ever you know.

Wild Duck. Migrates from the west Indies. Called the Shoveler. This bird has no down. He lives on suction. Beak is very like a spoon broad at top narrow at base on the edges combs which strain the food. Golden Eye Duck This bird has a white circle of feathers around the eyes. In the distance the circles would be taken for spectacles. Comes to this country in November and departs in February & March. Only comes the very bad wintery season. Swans. Swans come to visit lake but it is never known that they hatch there. Some (16) years ago two swans had four young swans in large pool about one mile and a half from the lake. When the young ones got strong the old one desired to move to Loch Lein which about a mile and a half away. For days the two made the journey to the lake

Bhí bom-shells á gcátha in áirde san aer, Strúdí á gheárradh lé catha neart plér. File na luinge agus iad ag tuitim tréan agus a gcuid foladh dá ghortadh lé cáthad neart plér. Bhí mo mhaithirín féin ag guidhe chugam chun Dé. mar a caileadh na míle iseadh a thánag féin saor. Do shiubalamair Dursey, agus Jersey, gan dabht, Is i dtalamh an Éisg, iseadh bhuaileamair rogha. Do fuaireamair cuireadh chun filleadh ar ár sáil, Is ar na hÉast Indies Fleet, iseadh a bhuadhmair an lá

Grimes's Healy's Murphy's Sceavanger's Kelly's Micky O Malley's A few of those families died in Ballinlough of hunger. Mickey Geraghty's family died and Peter Geraghty's and peter Lennon's family went into Westport to live and the Mac Loughlin's went away to Scotland. Another few families went to England and half them went to the West Indies as there was a free emigration. Another few

his head against the needles. There were also at the door twelve feathers of the same colour and one blue feather, the giant used come out to the door in the heat, and feathers used blow back and forth and cool him. Then the man began to eat his bread, but while he was eating, a robin hopped on the window and asked him for a bit of bread for her young. He told her to clear away, that he hadn't enough for himself and she went. Then the giant came home and when he saw the man he said to him "I will give you a choice, of blowing you to the Indies in one breath or I will fight you." Then the man answered that he had fought gentlemen as good as the giant and then they started to fight. After a while the giant got the better of him and in the end he killed him and buried him in a hole. After a while when the second son was twenty one years, he said to his mother that he would try and see would he find his brother. His mother then asked him which would he take, the big cake or the small one, he took the biggest with the curse and set off. He came to the giant's palace, the little robin asked him for the bread, he refused her, he then fought the giant and was killed. When the third brother was twenty one he said he would go in search of the other two. Instead of taking the big cake he took the small one, saying that the blessing was better than the curse. Like his two brothers he came to the giant's palace and stayed there that night. The next morning when he was eating his

Long ago there was a man and a woman whose names were Jack and Joan. they lived in Ballyheigue. Jack was working with Mr [?] Crosbie. When he was going to work in the morning he told Joan have to tobacco for him in the evening. When he came in he asked for this tobacco and Joan said "I had no time to go for it." He went off himself up to the Churches who lived in Ballinprior. He was walking up along Bally-heigue road and facing on the Big Bridge. A man came on with a horse and saddle and stoped stopped him. "Jack where are you going this hour of the night." "Wisha up to churches for a bit of tobacco for myself." " Sit up behind me and I will get plenty of tobacco for you," Off they flew and never stopped till they reached the east Indies. Here they came to a big shop. When the man came to the door he put his hand to it and it opened itself. In they went and sat down and had all kind of refreshments. There was a nice small little dog there, and Jack had great

In the years 1846, 47, 48, there was a great famine in Ireland. It reduced the population by one and a half or thereabout. The land refused to grow the crops and there fore starvation set in amongst our people. The British Govrnment shipped Indian wheat from the east and west Indies. The corn was milled here and distributed amongst the people at various places. On the year before the famine the potatoes was so good that the people did not think it worth their while to dig them and they all rotted.

estates at Santry, and leave Ireland altogether. He died in Norfolk in England and is buried there. He was the last of the Barrys. There has not been a Lord Santry since. The estates of Santry then passed on to the Domvilles with whom they remain to the present day. Santry House in which Lord Santry lived does not now exist but the present building, Santry Court is built on the same site. It was built in the year 1702.

his ways. Apparently he did not. One day he visited an inn in Donnybrook. There he met some of his companions. After sometime a quarrel arose in which he lost his temper and as he was coming out, Lochlann Murphy who was porter of this inn came into his way. He passed some insulting remark to Murphy who answered back. Lord Santry drew his sword and wounded him. He then went away and sent back four pounds to compensate Murphy. Lochlann died three days after and Lord Santry was arrested for murder. He was tried in Dublin and was sentenced to be hanged. At this time Sir Thomas Domville his uncle of Templeogue, threatened to stop the Dublin water supply which ran through his estates if they carried out the sentence on his nephew Lord Santry. So by this means he was reprieved, but he had to forfeit his title and his

It is said that treasure has been hidden in upper Glenstal. The Danes used to hide the treasure long long ago in Ireland. They hid it for fear of being invaded. An attempt was made in upper Glenstal to unearth the treasure. The men were hunted by the noise of chains and the people ran away. The treasure consisted of gold and other valuable articles. There was no discovery in my district. Light has been seen every night where the treasure has been hidden. There was light seen in upper Glenstal where the treasure is hidden.

to a dance in Belturbet. The following day he suddenly got ill at Butlersbridge. When his physician attended him he said "I am too late Owen Roe is poisoner" Owen Roe was placed on a stretcher and removed to the Island where he died. In the vicinity of Clough Oughter castle there was a chain shot found which consisted of two cannon balls joined by a link and nearby a bone with a bullet embedded in it. After this discovery the then Lord Farnham propibited visitors from entering the castle. Lismore castle is situated in the vicinity of Crossdoney town and a very short distance from the public road. It was built by the OReillys. It is said that the roof at first was covered with lead. This castle is now ownend by Mr Burrows and is in a very good state of repair although it is uninhabited. Tonny-more (Tonymore) castle is built along the railway between Crossdoney and Cavan. This castle is in delapidated condition at present

472 quarter of an hour Michael Beglon (Beglan/Beglin) Lisryan put in a goal and after ten minutes more he got another point. Then Ledwidch (Ledwidge/Ledwich) ended the game with a goal for Granard. Then the scores stood Lisryan 2-2 Granard 2-0. The teams were Lisryan P. Beglon, J. Dunleavy, P. Leavy, J. Early, P. Fagan, J. Fagan, F. Fagan, J. Murphy, T. Murphy S. Stanly (Stanley) J. Stanly, M. Mulligan, T. Donoghue, J. Harte, J. mcGivney, T. Martin, J. O Hara, M. O Hara, J. Cuffe, P. Flynn and D. Reynolds. Granard Walsh, Leonard, Kiernan, Brady, Kenny, Kelly, Donlon, Conolly, Daly, Dalton, Murray, Ledwidch, Early, Manly, Lynch, Burns, O Connor, Burke, Haydon King and Macken. After the end Beglon hit the ball a kick and it landed at Lisryan crossroads a distance of about six furlongs. There were two posts about 10 ft apart stuck as each end of the field and there was a crossbar going from one to the other

There was a landlord living near Letterfrack and his tennants liked him because he did not want much rent from them and he would not evict anyone. A man named MacDonal was an agent for another landlord and he tried to keep some land from Graham for his own employer. The cannon of Ballinakill parish asked him to settle the dispute without going to law but a Graham said he would not. That night his house went on fire and himself and his family left in the middle of the night. There was another

Three giants lived in Rockfield hundreds of years ago. One giant got killed d at the top of bnock na rar as he was cycling on a penny half penny bicycle towards Letterfrack. He tried to stop the bicycle but he could not stop it. When a man was cutting turf at cnock na rar he got the bones of that giant in his bog and he left them there, the bog is 400 yards from the road. Another giant threw a big stone from Letter hill to Diamond hill. There is a field owned by Peter Coyne where there is a stone and the shape of a giants foot is on that stone. It is in the field where the blessed well is and it is three hundred yds. beyond it. There is another (giant) stone in Gannons land that a giant threw from Letter hill I got this from my mother who lives in Moyard Sarah King

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The landlords of this district were were the Horgan's. These people lived at Carrigagulla at a place called Carrigagulla House. They lived for one hundred and fifty years in this district. These people were Catholics. One of them was a priest. When he died Tadhg Ua Síothcháin wrote a lament for him called "Toireamh an athair Eoin". It is not known how these people came to possess all that land. These people were considered not bad landlords. These people evicted one man named Daniel Horgan. Daniel Horgan captured Simon Brown (N.B. It is on record that one Simon Brown was hanged in Cork P. Ua h-A.) and took him to the magistrate at Kilcorney. Simon Brown was convicted of robbery and hanged at Cork. One of the Horgan family was also a magistrate and he was jealous when Danniel Horgan did not take Simon Brown before him. Then he evicted Danniel Horgan. At that time there were no lands[?] and a tenant could be evicted at the end of the year if he was paying his rent or not

Once upon a time there was a wake near my mother's home in the Co Waterford. At Midnight there was a cry head outside the wake house. Two members of the household went out to see what it was and they saw the bean-sidhe standing near the window combing her hair. They came on her so quickly that she laid her comb on the window and went away without it. So they took it in. Next night when all was over and the people had gone to bed, the bean sidhe came to the window crying at about twelve looking for it. Next day they went to the Priest and he told them they never had a right to interfere with her. He told them to get a new spade and to put the comb on it and to leave it out on the window. They did so and in the morning they saw that nothing remained but the handle of the spade.

92 A woman was one day going through the fields with a child on her back. After a time she noticed the child chewing something She took it and saw that it was an elve stone which the fairies had thrown at the child

91 A Cure for a cow in the Fairies When a cow gets sick it often happens that the fairies are taking her. If such is the case the owner must get 9 elve stones. These stones are to be found in the ground but is pretty hard to get them. They are small and round like marbles with the tracks of fairy fingers on them. These elves stones should be put into a jug, with three half-pence and some chicken weed and the jug should be then filled with soft water. It should be left aside for a few hours and the liquid should be given to the cow. It has been known to cure many cows. The old people say that the fairies fire these little stones at each other in the night time when they are out playing and if they desire to bring any animal with them they hit it with one of the elve stones. One day a man was out mowing his hay and there was another man along with him. They sat down to rest and suddenly the man heard a dart or an elve stone buzzing by him. They searched round everywhere but they could not find the stone. Suddenly another one whizzed by them but they could not find it either. In times gone by there was a bag of these elves stones in every house to use as necessary.

Long long ago gold was found in the Wicklow hills and the people dug for it and made it into ornaments. Many of these ornaments were found throughout the country. In this neighbourhood a great find of gold ornaments was found by the men who were working on the Railway at Mooghane and are now to be seen in the Museum Dublin. Many of the pieces unearthed, however, are said to have been thrown into the Mooghane Lake and there they remain awaiting the day when someone will fish them out. I heard my father telling of a lady in North Clare. who said she was descended from one of the son's of Trad, and that her father had told her of a gold wand that was thrown into the Mooghane Lake, and that she heard also that two gold collars were taken to

The operator raises the bones or the "Cliathín" with his fingers using as much force as is required and giving the patient considerable pain. This seems now to be the chief modus operandi. But formerly he would press the "mouth" of an empty tumbler on the affected spot, heat the tumbler round about with a candle; and then jerk the tumbler sharply and suddenly away: The cleithín would spring into its right place and the patient would be cured. The Doctors pooh-pooh the whole thing but I know at least half-a dozen people who solemnly aver that they were cured by O'Hora.

There are two holy wells around here. One is in Dower's land in Mona Lummery and the other is in Hally's land Woodhouse. The people around call the well in Dowers "Maureen's Well". "Mairín na Feithe" she was called. She lived in the wet mountain. She was John Dower's mother. It is supposed that St. Declan blessed it on his way to Ardmore. It cures ringworm. Anyone who goes there who suffers from ringworm is cured even people who are given up by doctors. Three times you should go there to be cured before sunrise and after sunset. Mrs. Cohen had ringworm and one morning when she was going to this well she felt the ringworm getting cured. She is from this neighbourhood. The well in Hallys

bráthair páipéar agus peann lúaidhe dho agus d'iarr sé air dá meádhfhadh an páipéar an tarbh an mbheadh sé aca agus do cheaduig Crom Dubh do san. Thug Crom Dubh an tarbh isteach ins an gáirdín in áit na raibh an scála. Chuir sé an páipéar agus an tarbh isteach ins an scála. Do mheádhaig an páipéar an tarbh. Annsan do mhairbh na bráithre an tarbh agus díol siad fheóil an tairbh agus bhí an t-airgead aca chun an Sáipéal do thógaint. Núair a chonnaic 'Crom Dubh' é sin d'iompaigh sé na Caitilicidhe an Domhnach dearnach se mhí Iúil agus sin é an cúis is go bhfuil an pátrún ann ó shoin.

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The wild birds commonly found in this district are : (Clongeen B.N.S), robin, wren, gold finch, chaffinch, bullfinch, greenlinnet, crow, jackdaw, pigeon, woodpigeon (or more commonly called woodquest) sparrow, leather-wing-bat, long-tailed-tit, tit mouse, tomtit, mudlark, blackbird, thrush, jay, magpie heron, (called a crane and just as commonly called by its Irish name "Corriasc") grouse partridge, woodcock, plover, snipe, pheasants (were very plentiful but are rather scarce now.) lark, hawk, tomtit, willie-water-wagtail, woodpecker sallypecker, jennyspinner, minnie-goat, stonechatter, kingfisher, greylinnet, lapwing, catowl, ringdove, browneen, "pilibín", martin-swallow, swallow, golden-plover, curlew, sandpiper, shoveler waterhen, roselinnet, black-diver, barncrake, blackstairs, black-cap, golden wren, cuckoo, scaldcrow, chiff-chaff.

Wild Duck. Migrates from the west Indias. Called the Shoveler. This bird has no down. He lives on suction. Beak is very like a spoon broad at top narrow at base on the edges combs which strain the food. Golden Eye Duck This bird has a white circle of feathers around the eyes. In the distance the circles would be taken for spectacles. Comes to this country in November and departs in February & March. Only comes the very bad wintery season. Swans. Swans come to visit lake but it is never known that they hatch there. Some (16) years ago two swans had four young swans in large pool about one mile and a half from the lake. When the young ones got strong the old one desired to move to Loch Lein which about a mile and a half away. For days the two made the journey to the lake

One night about twenty years ago a man named Ned Murphy was coming from the Crossmolina fair. The evening was very wet and he went into a house on the side of the road. The woman of the house was a Protestant and they both began arguing over religion. The man was a very good Catholic and he fought very hard against the Protestant religion. He did not leave till about one o'clock in the morning. When he opened the door to go home he saw the Devil standing on the threshold. Then he knew he had said too much against the Protestant religion. He did not get a bit frightened at this but went on his way home. He did not go very far till he felt a very heavy load on his shoulder. It was so heavy that he was hardly able to walk. He had so much belief in God that he said the Devil could not kill him. He was a very brave old man and he said he would not be deceived. He looked back and there he saw the Devil sitting on his left shoulder.

First of all a tub is placed in the middle of a floor and it is half filled with water. A few apples are then thrown into it and a person's hands are tied behind his back and he dives into the tub. If he succeeds in catching the apple he is allowed to eat it. An apple is hung from the ceiling and a chair is placed beside the apple and the person goes around the chair twenty times with a stick and he should strike a certain corner of the chair and when he has gone around the chair twenty times he tries to strike the apple and if he does he may eat it.

Then the others come in and search everywhere to get the thimble. The person who finds the thimble will have the pleasure of hiding it next. We put two nuts in the fire with the name of a boy on one and the name of a girl on the other. If the nuts jump out the two will be married before next Hallowe'en. On Hallowe'en night the young fellows go about with false faces and old hats on them asking for boxty. If they get any they divide it among them. If they are refused they take the boxty. The fairies are supposed to be out on Hallowe'en night.

In olden times people ate two meals only and they consisted of potatoes. Potatoes were boiled early in the morning, piled on the table and were eaten with sour milk for breakfast and the same menu for the dinner and gruel for the supper. An old man named Paddy O'Sullivan who lives near me told me that he worked in Clounties cutting turf and a keeler of potatoes were taken out to the bog on a woman's head each day and eaten there. Late on he got better diet he had bacon twice a week and flour sauce as a substitute for meal.

They who shall be first shall be last, and the last shall be first. The help of God is nearer than the door. For the want of a nail a shoe was lost, for the shoe the horse was lost, for the want of a horse the rider was lost; all for teh want of a horse-shoe nail. Keep an article for seven years and its use will come. Whatever brawls disturb the street let there be peace at home. Where sisters dwell and brothers meet quarrels should never come. A bird in the hand is worth two in a bush. Catch a ball in the first hop. Youth must die and old must. A rolling stone gathers no moss. Never put of till to morrow what you can do to day. An earnest word is as good as a speech. Make the hay while the sun

Local Place Names. Mullane's field because the Mullanes owner it at one time. The ten acres, because the area of it is ten acres. A field in front of my house is called Mullanes because a man named Mullane owned it at one time. The cowhouse field:- because a cowhouse was in the field at one time, and the ruin is all that's left now in the field. The Hill field:- A big hill is in the field and it is sloped all around. The Ray:- Because a ray is a swampy muddy place with water running over it. Boirin na geartad:h- The muddy little road. Denis Lane got this account from his father. John Lane, Cloonties, Shanagolden, Age 45 years.

the churning. In olden times the old pepole had queer notions about churning. They would not like any body to come in while at it. If any stranger came in they would have to take the dash and 'God bless the work'. In olden times people suffered a lot and left very poor by their butter and milk taken. About forthy five years a go there was a man lost his butter. He went to a wise man who used to use charms. He told him to send four men with four pails to a place where four rivers met and to be there before sun rise. He got the men and was there at appointed time and began to scrub the pails the water began to foam up and the dirt and smell nearly suffiocated them. They had to start for home. The man never got his butter back. There is another story about a certain man who went to a man who had forecast named Conor Sheridan. Conor told him go to a bog and he would get five white stones. He was to bring them home and throw them across the house in the Name of the Father, Son and Holy Ghost. The person that would come for the stones would be the person taking it. He watched it and it was his own Sister. He chased her and when he got near her she turned into a cat. He never got his butter back. Told to me by my mother.

In the end, he ate some of it, and then it was kept a secret between the two of them. This man's house was frequently burned, in order to cook the pigs, and the neighbors became suspicious and they watched. The mystery was discovered and the father and son were summoned. The day came, and the verdict was about to be passed, when the foreman of the jury, begged that some of the burnt pig, should be brought that some of the burnt pig, so then the verdict was "not guilty". The judge was a wise man, and he got as many pigs as he could, and a few days later, his house was set on fire. Everyone began to set fire to the houses, and in this way they cooked the pigs and enjoyed the beautiful roast pork.

draw her head out. Old people say that if when milking cows, a person keeps singing, they will give more milk. After a cow calves, people scorch her udder with a blessed candle, and then they make the sign of the cross on her back with the candle. When a person wants a cow to move to one side, he says "Ceartaig". When calling farm animals, calls are used for each set of animals. The following are some of them:- For cattle :- Tueep, fueep, fueep. For pigs:- Doc, doc, doc. For sheep:- Shuin, shuin, shuin. For geese:- Baddey, baddey, baddey. For hens:- Chuck, chuck, chuck. Michael Mulvihill got the above from. Con Greaney, Mount David, Shanagolden, Age - 50 years.

bag was spread on the floor and the boiled potatoes placed on it. The household sat round the bag and consumed the potatoes. No forks or knives were used, but the fingers were brought into use. sometimes what is known locally as a sciath (or wickerwork skiff) was used instead of a bag. The potatoes were put into this, and then it was placed on top of a pot, in the middle of the kitchen floor. Tea was unheard of ninety years ago. Before the famine the population of Ireland was almost double what it is now, because they depended chiefly on potatoes for food. When the blight came and the potato crop failed, great numbers of people died of starvation. After the famine tea was brought into the country and bread became more common as a food.

another bottle and the same thing happened, but this time, there was a frantic knocking at the door, and they all heard the cries of someone in great pain. When the door was opened - the suspected woman staggered in, and confessed everything, she declared the bursting of the bottles had nearly killed her, and she swore by all that was holy, never to interfere with anyone’s cattle again. An old fashioned way to safeguard the milk and butter from witchcraft was to wash the churn and the dairy vessels with water taken from a place where three streams met, and another rather gruesome charm, which has been used within living memory, is to keep a dead hand in the dairy, and draw it through all the milk in the pans to insure plenty of

opportunity of eating a square meal before the hard fast of Lent would commence. At one time this custom was in the nature of a feast and the meal consisted of meat, potatoes, followed by eggs, pancakes and milk. Old and young partook of it. A long time ago there was another custom practiced in the locality on this night also. Young men and girls, gathered together, and went round in procession playing music. They called at all the houses where there were bachelors and spinsters of marriageable age and ordered them mockingly to get ready and come to the sceilig. The members of the procession pretended that they themselves were on their way there. This custom has not been carried out in the district within living memory. Snap-apple Night. Snap-apple night is the night proceeding the 1st of November. It is so called because the children of each family play a game called snap-

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There is a bridge near Kilgar and there was stones taken out of the Chapel of Diamour and put on the bridge. There is also writing on them. There is a stone cross at Symorstown (Seymourstown) on the side of the road. It was said that this cross was erected in memory of 12 sons of an ancient King that lived on the hills of Balgrea (Balgree ?) It was found among a heap of stones when a man was building a wall. It was said that these 12 young men had a dispute about their hound beside a river. The hound displeased one of them and he cut off his head. The next brother came up and cut off the head of his other brother and so on until one son remained. This cross was put over the sons in memory of them. And also in

Symorstown (Seymourstown) there is a well by the name Tobair Padraig. At Kilskyre crossroads there is a lone bush and under it is buried a famous lady and her dogs and horses. The lady's name is Maire na Rasai. Saint Colmcille and Saint Kieran were brothers and they agreed to divide the parishes between them. They agreed to start at sunrise and to walk until the would meet each other. They met each other at a place called Castlepole where a well with a whitethorn lone bush made the spot where they met. The bush was cut and the well closed in. Beside the well there are several rocks with the print of Saint Kieran's knees on them. There are high stones crosses in Saint Kieran's Churchyard and it is said that Cromwell set his

About seventy years ago all the gentlemen of the country cut turf instead of bying coal. Nicholson of Balrath hired men and horses and carts to draw home the turf along with his own men and horses. This particular aged man named Paddy Maitiu whose right name was Patrick Lynch. He was a very witty old man that always played tricks on Nicholson in his own interest. He lived in a small thatched house in Scurlockstown Kilskyre He had a very old disformed horse and a rattling cart. This day the wheel broke bringing home the turf for Nicholson on the road. He asked Nicholson for the loan of a cart and harness to bring home the load of turf. When he got it he continued to draw home the turf. When he was leaving the cart home he tied the cart to the back gate and walked up to Nicholson house and told Nicholson that he

Kilskyre Sarsfield and Donaghmore Round Towers Third Fordstown Reids [?] and Bohermeen Geraldines. Old men in darkening light, were so enthusiastic that they got knocked down to have a view of the game. Third Sunday. Bohermen Geraldines beat Delvin Emmets, Navan Commons and Ballinlough Milesians (w.o. for Nav. Commons) Martins Clan na nGeadael beat v Donaghmore Round Towers Fourth Sunday - Clan na nGaedael, a bye. Navan Commons beat Bohermeen Geraldines Fifth Sunday. Navan Commons beat Bohermeen by one point. Clan na nGaidael v Navan Commons & an Athletic Sports, 100 yds, 220, 440 long jump Hop step & jump Race Kick Mangan and Moran and Scully & Flynn said theyd meet the John Mailins and flog them again.

may pole the crioces caith siar the sheep cock field the Lowrys the pay hill the Capóg near the river the atháns the sheep park the currach a wet field the cregg John's garden Simon's garden gortin na ceatar tig tohar tobara cul dara muing piper hill the cillruisg

I There was once a very old man who was living in the middle of a fort in Greenmount. He saw a little man with a red cat. He was always digging at the wall looking for gold. One bright night the old man saw the little man with the red cap taking bits of earth out of the hole and he went down to the river and washed the earth and turned into gold. He put it into a little bad and he went off to the fort at the top of the hill. He stuck his spade in the ground and left the gold in a safe corner. The old man was behind a tree and he watched the little man for a long time. Then the little man with the red cap went up on a tree and stayed there for the whole night. The old man was there for about two hours. The little man never came down till the morning and the old man went home and never came back again.

the poor, saved many from starvation, in this locality.

by the people of Kiskeam and the surrounding country. Edward Walsh - a famous poet in this locality. He lived on the banks of the river Araglen. He wrote a very nice piece of poetry about 'Mairéad Ní Ceallaig'. At a dance in the village thy white foot was fleetest. Thy voice mid that concert of maidens was sweetest. The swell of thy white breast made sick lovers follow. And thy raven hair bound them, young Mairéad Ní Ceallaigh. Thy neck was lost maid, like the Ceannbaun whiter, And the glow of thy cheek than the Monadawn brighter, But death's chain hath bound thee, thine eyes glazed hollow, That shone, shone like a sunburst young Mairéad Ní Ceallaigh. No more shall mine ear drink thy

The names of the roads round the district of Kinsealy are as follows. Black's Road which is facing my house in Feltrim leads to the main road of Malahide. Another road is the Feltrim Rd which leads on to the Swords Rd. and from the Swords Rd to the Malahide Rd. Another road is the Belcamp road which is reached by a field. At the back of my house there is a little boreen which leads into a field, in which there is a large lake which is covered over with wooden planks. It leads to Bell Camp Road and leads from Bell Camp

There is a poet who lived in my district. His name is Patrick Tunney. He can compose songs and poems. He lived in Doire Cuilleadh. He is living up in Dublin now. He is about fifty years of age. He learned the poetry out of his own head. There is a man who lived in my district. His name is Pat Hastings. He lived in the village of Tawnyslinnaun. He composed a great song about the school in Derrymore.

1. A gold tea-set suposed to be found in a hill in Cul - Sionnach, Balla, Co Mayo by a man named Micheal Tunney. 2. A pot of gold was found in the same place by a man named McLoughlin, he shared it among the neighbours. There was a light seen for a long time after it was gone, and cries were heard at night. A bush that was cut at the place had to be set again. The man who cut the bush is supposed to be disabled and his mouth turned to his two ears.

Black park near the bog. (Round hill) Round hill there is a hill in the middle of field Cliath aiteann furze ditch Tully hill Big meadow Crocán hill Capantender Moinin Calla pronounced (?) Cile (?) Wall (?) in Mallow a wet field Moinin mór Black ground Ree-isk wet land near bog or Shannon Paircin Ray (?) Gort leathan pron. - lathan Sean mhuille Wool garden near the woo briary field Forge Calla Lisheen there is a fairy fort people who died the time of the children who wernt baptised were buried there, (famin burried there) a fairy lorry seen there Brand iron the shape of a brand iron (sketch) iron tripod for resting, frying pan when frying Gort fada the pairch gort na clasaí fir lawn

Black park near the bog. (Round hill) Round hill there is a hill in the middle of field Cliath aiteann furze ditch Tully hill Big meadow Crocán hill Capantender Moinin Calla pronounced (?) Cile (?) Wall (?) in Mallow a wet field Moinin mór Black ground Ree-isk wet land near bog or Shannon Paircin Ray (?) Gort leathan pron. - lathan Sean mhuille Wool garden near the woo briary field Forge Calla Lisheen there is a fairy fort people who died the time of the children who wernt baptised were buried there, (famin burried there) a fairy lorry seen there Brand iron the shape of a brand iron (sketch) iron tripod for resting, frying pan when frying Gort fada the pairch gort na clasaí fir lawn

may pole the crioces caith siar the sheep cock field the Lowrys the pay hill the Capóg near the river the atháns the sheep park the currach a wet field the cregg John's garden Simon's garden gortin na ceatar tig tohar tobara cul dara muing piper hill the cillruisg

name. There are songs about Drumineal. The name of the song is the "Drumineal". Mrs Flatley composed that song and wrote it out. Mrs Flatley, Battlefield Culfadda. There are old people living yet who know a little Irish. Pat Hannon Listrush knows Irish. He belonged to the teaching profession.

Boys of Culfadda" Mrs Flately (Flatley ?) Battlefield wrote and composed the "Vale of Drumineal" and the "Vale of Sweet Dereen" She reads cards & cups for the public and one who is looked upon as very good for recitation. It is very difficult to get her to write out the poetry she composed but it may be had before very long as there are a few boys trying to get it

Halloween January 45 Each year Prepare a dish of mashed potatoes Among them hide little charms Such as six and three penny bits. The light must be put out, and young men and girls set to work with spoons to make discoveries. The finding of a ring means a marriage to the finder. The money means wealth, a heart death, a shell travel, a key means success, and a button a clear sign that the finder will never be married. Set two lighted candles over the fireplace and if they burn clear it means good luck. But if they smoke and splatter it means bad luck. If they burn in the ordinary way it means a share of good and bad luck.

James Cullen of Drumnasooey used to make several things out of rods. He used make creels for drawing home turf and potatoes also baskets for holding clothes. he used make gubbans for young calves to keep them from eating wisps until they would be three weeks old. He used put fine rods into a large pot with some water to boil on the fire When boiled enough he would pull the bark off with his hands. There baskets were called hand baskets and he used sell them for a half crown or three shillings. The used carry them about when shopping. Besom Making James Furrie of Carrownacluane used used make heather beesoms. He used travel though the country with his bundles and sell them at twopence each

Weaving Patrick Connolly of Culfadda and his brother used to weave yearn into linen which was used for making sheets and towels. There was another material called drogget which he used weave into cloth for womens under-shirts Thatching There was a man named Patrick Conlon of Cumming near Lough na Súl (?) (Nasool) He was famous for thatching. The people used come from a far off distance to employ him Rope Making Every body used make their own ropes out of rushes. They used tie them in bundles until they toughened. Then they would beat them with a beetle and plait them into ropes. These ropes were called Sgoidheach (skyeach) Churn (?) Firkin and Tub Making Tom Conlon of Gleann used make

In the penal times there was a mass rock over in "Carriucknaveadan" (Carricknaveaden) and a priest was killed on the side of the hill facing "Lattagloghan" Mill in a field belonging to Own Sheridan. The priests name was Dowd this family gave many priests to the church during their times. Mass was sometimes said in an old "Mill" in Drumnaveigh that is now out of use. There was a priest hunted into Stravicnabo but he escaped Stravicnabo extended only as far as "McHughs forge" the lower end of it was called Curranan. In 1829 was Emancipation before that time there were no bells in the chapels.

called a "suggan" to save their feet. These people had such hardy feet, we heard that they could walk on a whinnie ditch. Corns, heated feet, and sweated feet were not known of that time, which people are complaining of now and a cure for same would be a great favour. There are two shoemakers in our district. The names are Pat Lee, Lattagloghan, and Pat Lee, Crosskeys (?) but they have made no boots for the last fifteen years. The high cost of material left them idle as boots can be bought cheaper in the factory. Before that time they made a good living on shoemaking. Now they only repair worn boots. The old saying is that "nobody knows where the boot hurts him so well as the person who wears it". It is not lucky to throw out water at night that the feet have been washed in, and, if it has to be thrown out, it should be done while saying "dirty" water three times while throwing it out.

There was a gentleman about seventy years ago, and he owned a large property. One night, he had a dream, he was to be robbed. He rode on horse back about mid-night, as he travelled along the road, his horse bolted, and he heard a noise, he looked and he saw something that resembled a tub on the ditch, and it spoke. "Stad a mharchuigh agus tabhar leat cuillóg" and so the horse would not move and she said "Tóg do srian i do lámh clé" He did as she told him and she jumped up behind him in the horse, it sounded like an empty barrel. He rode along until he came to a running stream. There she slid off behind him and said "Is maith duit-sa do civil (?) anocht" and she disappeared. The man on horse back rode away. His dream came true, when he got home he found robbers stealing all his property. He had just time to take one key out of a big store where he had a lot of his property stored, when he fainted dead and he went to bed and never left it until he died. Mary Hickey Gortnagrogh Firies Age 13 years

Cromwell started from the Black Castle on his march to Castle Kelly where he hoped to kill Captain Kelly. His soldiers journeyed in two parties on each side of the Barrow. Those who journeyed on the west side followed the "Coach road to the Royal Oak. Here they branched for wells Ballytarsna, Chnocán na gcros, Bothan na stucán, Cilliubhir, to Castle Kelly.
Captain Kelly was gone when they reached his home. Then they journeyed to Gowran through Common Bog, Flagstone along the pike to Carrigin over by Carthy's across the river by Quinlens and they found Captain Kelly asleep under an ash tree in White field where they killed him.

The first stone house that was ever built in the Meentiaghs was built on a farm in Meenaduff.
The farm is in the possession of Hugh Barr, who is a local farmer residing in Meenaduff. Meenaduff is situated near the main road on the way to Clonmany. This house is called "Toigh Cloichaibh" or the "Stone House". It was built three hundred years ago. The ruins are there yet. It was built by a man called Micky Barr, who came from near Derry.

Máirim ach mo gour máirim as Began máirim.+
St. Columbcille da golas ar gach gorra do gibh ar ach dén dhuin ibh do "vornes paste" moch nibh ar acht dén go dtí críost ar nibh

+Ar a whit críost peadar is paul do vorries paste" ar bhios. Mo bol ar a St Tomás a do a Dia críost gan cul do "vorries paste" in a bhFhuil
+ Ar a St Tomás a doul fé whom is a críost fé hé gan loct ar win ar nibh ar hour is in pasta lin na nibh in Knoch is in t-athair aníve Amen. The charm for Farsi was given to me (M. B Cleary N.T.) by Gerald Caren Knockgraffon about five years ago. (He has since died at the age of 88 years) The charm has been in the family for generations and was handed on from father to eldest son or to the eldest surviving member of the family. It never failed to cure, and horses suffering from the disease were taken to him by all people in the district. He wrote it out phonetically for me and I have copied it exactly as I got it.

2. About eighty years ago there was an old school in Cloonkeen Kerrill, Colemanstown, Ballinasloe, County Galway. The master's name was Owen Donnelly. He was born in Cavan but he taught in Cloonkeen Kerrill School. He did not know any Irish.
This story was told by Patrick Finnerty aged 56 years of Cloonkeen Kerrill, Colemanstown, Ballinasloe, County Galway.

FortsThere is a fort in the parish of Mullagh. It is on land owned by a man named John Finnerty. He lives in the townland of Addergoole. The fort is about a half a mile in from the public road. It is called Lisnascagh (?) The fort is built on a small hill and there is a hollow in the centre of it. Outside the fort is a round ring of earth and there are bushes growing on it. This might be the reason why it got it's name. There is no entrance to the fort at any point.
One day the owner of the land was going to sow potatoes in the field. He began to skin the scraws off it. He had a few cut when a white hare jumped up from under one of the rods and ran off. Then he got afraid and he said he would do no more. So he gathered his tools and went home. On his way home he got a sudden pain in his knee and it never left him until the day he dies. This story was told me by my father John Greaney.

Fields in the farm of Jer Moynihan, Sean-BhaileCollector Michael Murphy Seanbhaile
Cnoc-na-Groidhe Móinfhéar / Madhnaer Tairbh is so called because a bull was seen there one night bellowing. Cual an gharsúin is so called because one of the children in the farm went out one night "poaching" birds and

3. In Seanbhaile there is the ruin of a little castle. It was built by a landowner named Lowe in the year 1797. It was not occupied by soldiers but at that time a lot of hunts were held and this was used as a stand or watch-tower. The date-stone (1797) is till to be seen in Lisnascreena. In Glenbrock there are the remains of a very large castle. It is about six storeys high and the walls are still in good repair. There is a bell in the castle still and it is used to call the men to work. There are alcoves in the wall inside with little windows for firing through. There the remains of a tower about twenty yards from the castle. It is knocked now but but the wall is still about ten feet high. It was about nine feet in diameter. There is a well about three miles from my village. There are stones there, one with the image of our Lord crucified on it. There are others with writing on them. The land is owned by Sir George Mahon and one of his ancestors had the stones taken away but the stones kept shouting "bring us back" and they never stopped until they were brought back. One time water was drawn from the well but it could not be boiled. The name of the well is St Cuan's Well and every year in the month of October and do Stations. The 15th October is Pattern Day

1. There is the ruins of a Franciscan Abbey beside the village of Kilconnell. It was built in the year 1353 by William O'Kelly It was burned by the English Soldiers around the time of the Battle of Aughrim. The friars who were in it abandoned it and went a bog nearby, now called Monabrathar. It consisted of three acres of land. In the year 1596 a soldier named Clifford made a barrack for his soldiers after he had been beaten by O'Neill and O'Donnell. There were seven altars which can be seen today in it and there are a lot of carvings on them. There is also a lot of writing on stones there. Once a soldier put hay and straw for his horse in front of St Francis' altar for a night. Next morning when he went to it, he found the horse dead. Another time the soldiers broke open the tombs thinking they would find treasure. They did not stop till one of them had his legs broken by a falling stone. 2. There is a ruin from old castle in Doon. There is said to be an underground passage leading to Fohena where people used hide in Penal Times. There is a ruin of an old house in Annagh called the Sidheán. It is supposed to be haunted by fairies. They followed a man in his carriage once until he arrived at his destination, the they disappeared.

4. There is a Ruined church in the district. It was knocked and plundered in the time of Cromwell. The church is situated in the centre of the present Fohanagh graveyard. The district is called Ballinthampaill. The Ruins of an old mill are still to be seen on the Riverside. It is a Ruin For fifty years. The land were it lies is called The Mill Lands. People say there are ghosts in the Ruins of the Farm houses. There is a Ruined castle in Ballinabanaba. It was the home of a great chief in Former Times. If a house is being built on a priests path the walls will fall flat to the ground. There was a house being built in the district. The walls were knocked every night. The men who were building the house watched it one night. It was knocked the the ground but they saw no one.Patrick Sweeney, Fohanagh.
5. There are two old castles in the district. Each is about a half mile from my house. One of them is built on green hill in the bad land. The other is built on Pender's land. There is a good deal of stones knocked out of it. There are the windows still to be seen in it. There are The Remains of an old church in Chapelfinnerty. It was built by Father Finnerty. Jack Mc Loughlin, Ballinabanaba

There are not many monuments in this district. There is one in Chapelfinnerty graveyard which is about a mile or so from this place.
There was a priest living in it, and his name was Father Finnerty. He was buried in it, and there was a tomb or monument put over him. There are a couple of stone monuments in Caltra graveyard, and it is about four miles from this locality. In the County Sligo there are cairns of stones put over the kings and queens of long ago. They may be there for years and years. There is a graveyard near this school, and it is called "the belloos" There are stones standing up in it, and there is writing on them. Some of the old ffrenches of Castleffrench were buried in it, and the cause of that is supposed to be that they were killed fighting in a duel, and could not be buried in consecrated ground. The writing is very old, and it

(1) John Guiry, Moorstown, Coleman and Pat. Hanly, Ballynattin, Clerihan were champion footballers belonging to the "Moyle Rangers". The matches at that time were across county generally along the banks of the River Moyle to the fort of [?].(2) A man named Boyle of Hussystown, Ballingeary, Poulmucka was able to pull a horse load of potatoes from the field to the haggard, a distance of one and a ½ mile.
(3) John Doherty, Springmount, had an uncle called "Wild Doherty". lived at the "cross of the sweep". This "Wild Doherty" used to follow Bianconi's coaches from Clonmel to Dublin and back running behind after four horses trotting. (4) David Walsh who lived in Ballyveelish, Clerihan was a farmer with 2 sons named David and John. He wanted to divide the place between them, as arranged, as they were 2 very strong men, that the one who was able to put out the other by strength from the barn, without injuring him, was to be the owner and could stay. The other had to leave. David won. (5) One day as John Walsh was drawing turf from the Bog of Allen he heard about a man named Sheehan (?) having jumped a road and two fences at Mocklers Hill. Cashel. He went to see the place, tied his horse, and jumped the road and 2 fences as well. (6) A noted dancer named Mrs. Shifton, used come and teach dancing at Giantsgrave, Clonmel, whilst her son used play the violin.

HOW POULMUCKA GOT ITS NAMELong ago there was family in Westgrove who kept a sow. The sow had ten bonhams. There was big pond in the field near the house. Into this pond the Decoy stream flows. This stream flows under the ground into Poulmucka “slogera’ and from Poulmucka, it flows into the stream in Kedre where it meets the River Suir near Cahir.
It is said that the sow and the ten bonhams went into the pond, and swam along underground to Poulmucka “slogera’. There they were seen swimming around. They disappeared from Poulmucka, and kept swimming on, along until they came out at Kedra. On account of their appearance in the “slogera” (?) Poulmucka, the place was called Poulmucka. There is no townland called Poulmucka at or near the place. Still Poulmucka is still widely known, and residents in the nearby townlands are all stated to be from Poulmucka.

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"Sharkey's River", is in Rockmarshall."Mc Keever's River", is in Dawestown. "Whites River", is so called because long ago people named White lived near it. This river is in Dawestown.

I can't forget sweet Carrick
Mount Charles on the hill My friends around Rathmullan Sweet Muff and old Moville Columbkill and Buncrana, Carndonagh far away.My dear old home at Downings Near sweet Sheephaven [?] Bay The vales around Bundoran near the wild Atlantic Dear old Ballyshannon on the green fields of Gweedore The brays around Stranorlar and the famous Ballybofey The hill sides of Clonmany And the castle at Glenveigh The village of Gortahork and the brays around Doe And Glen and bonny Fintown Where bonny rivers flow My friends who dwell Where oftimes do remain Farewell farewell to Donegal Till I return again

had enough eating. He was not able to gout then. The man came out and killed him. In John Costellows (Costello ?) henhouse he was.Teller: Mrs Nora Power
Flaskagh Dunmore Tuam Writer: Nora Power Flaskagh Dunmore Tuam

of the fort on the other side of the road and it was on account of this the place was called Ceathramha an tSean Líos.There are only four people over seventy in this village. They all have Irish but they are not very good storytellers with the exception of my grandmother - Mrs Moloney, Carrantanlass, Brownsgrove, Tuam. The other names are Pat Nestor, Carrantanlass, John Donlon, Carrantanlass and Mrs McGrath, Carrantanlass.
There are eleven ruins of houses in this village. The houses were owned by the following - Moloneys who about fifty years ago went to America. They had no family at all. Quins whose family went to England and the old people died at home about thirty years ago. They had no land but the father went to work for Costellows (Costello) of Graige. Another house was owned by John Kilgariff who had no family. He had no land but he lived by sowing conacre and going to England. Another house was owned by Michael Cullinan who had no family and sold his land. Brennans owned another house and land but that family went to America. All the other houses were owned by people who got new houses and land either in Carrantanlass or in Killinane. The land in this village is good land with

Z - The right zephyr that brought the glad ending.Told by an old man named Fahy who lived on the Scotch Road, Lisronagh, Clonmel. He was employed by Thomas Burke, Donoughmore, Lisronagh, Lonmel, who died in 1920 aged 80 years. Collected by his grandson Edward Burke, Donoughmore, Clonmel.

The 14th of August this year ( 1938 ) was as fine a day as ever came and all the weather experts of Louisburgh would put a finger under your eye if you said that rain was within a fortnight of us.I went out to Emloc that day armed with my knowledge and going to test it. Along all the fair Coast of all fair Ireland there is no reach of coast more glorious more beautiful than here - all that great stretch from Roonagh to Emloc and Cearanuisge and along to Talamh Bán where the Killeries begin in (?) wondrous strands - wondrous beauty and wondrous peace too on that glorious day. - I didn't find the druidical stones but I

The fairs in Aghagower fifty years ago. The fairs in Aughagower fifty years ago are not like the fairs we have now. There were more cattle and sheep and more buyers through prices at that time were small. There used to be about forty jobbers and cattle to supply all the jobbers. Buyers used to come from the West beyond Louisburgh and sometimes even from Roscommon. Aughagower school at this time was outside the chapel, just where the Calvary is now. This used to be used on those days as a barrack to deal with any disturbers of the peace. The police used to come from all round the place from the police barracks in Erriffs in Ayle and in Westport. The biggest fairs used to be on St. John's day the 24th June. At this fair the people used to come from all the

In the year eighteen-thirty-nine there lived two old witches one or two miles beyond Louisburgh. They used to be always fighting with one another. One night however they had an awful falling-out. between the two of them about something. One of them said to the other "I will turn the flag on you" and the other one said nothing. The one that said "I will turn the flag on you" went out the door in a rage. She told the other witch to come with her and although she was vexted she went. About one mile beyond the village where they lived there was another village called Ashlawn

Emloc is in the parish of Louisburgh on the Sea. In olden times there were two stones or rather flags here; on[e] standing, fixed on the seashore, and the other longer and thinner lying by the first.
If your neighbour wanted fine weather very badly; and you wanted to send him bad weather by reason of a grudge you had against him you had only to repair to Emloc turn the sand with the long flat slab repeating the while the proper prayers in the proper way, and the

What follows I gathered together in Louisburgh on Holidays in August.
There were until lately two persons living in Louisburg "who had cures"(this being the usual expression). One is dead now and his secret is dead with him. These cures consisted of plasters they made themselves chiefly of herbs, generally mixed with butter or 'Goose-grease'. But the precise formula is the secret of those who have the cures. "They are the sole repositories of their secrets and they shall die with them." These Louisburg cures were for

There is a conspicuous Long Stone of Giant's Grave Clonmel. It has one incised and one raised cross. It seems to have been the custom to inscribe Pagan Stone Age monuments with crosses to divert the people from the worship of pillar stones. I presume pillar stones to be of the period preceding the Bronze Age. There is a romantic yarn afloat that the Long Stone of Giants Grave was brought from Ulster to mark the graves of some of Hugh O'Neills' cavalry, who fell in the Cromwellian War. Besides other reasons to the contrary there is the convincing one, that if this stone is not an ancient monument, belonging to the site, the place would not be called "Giant's Grave". The Mote of Tullamaine, north of Clerihan parish, is one of the great earthworks of Ireland. It was originally a Bronze Age burial mound, but utilized by the de Burghs as a mote. (Norman fort). Like the smaller works at Lisronagh it was called Rauhana (?) Chodartha. The mote (moat) of Castletowngeoghegan in Co. Westmeath is similar but rather smaller. The Bronze Age earthworks, near Boyle, Co. Roscommon are also similar and the motes of Ardmayle and Cloncurry, Co. Kildare have affinities. These sepulchral mounds were used by the Normans as motes.

twenty falls on she has to seek. Who-ever is caught last she has to seek for the next round. There has to be a den in it also. If there is a good many playing the first and last have to seek.Annie Cogavin
Ballinasloe. Suckfield, Creagh

Ard Oilean, High Island. This is the most remarkable island of the group mentioned. It lies a short distance west of Friar's Isle, and like it is uninhabited and difficult of access. Here the celebrated St Fechin founded a monastery, formerly in great repute. A considerable portion of its ruins still remains, and several stone crosses are erected around them. There are also here some of those old stone houses or cells called Cloghans. The Four Masters record, that in A.D. 1017 Gormgal, Primh Anmchara or principal father confessor of all Ireland died in Ard-oilen. The second life of St. Fechin states that after the saint finished the monastery of Omey he founded another in Ard-oilen. This island is also in the ocean, and is distant a few leagues

In 1847 the potatoe crop failed completely. They slightly touched the previous year but no notice was taken till the first pang of hunger came. It is not known definitly whither blight or decay of the roots caused the failure but it is supposed that the nutrition was gone off the soil due to burning in cultivation when no artificial manure was available. Connaght suffered most in the famine time, because it was the poorest province. There are innumerable stories told till today even about events of death from starvation.
In a field in a village in Cloghans Hill, called Ultan (?) there are supposed to be many coffinless bodies buried. A young from an adjoining village came into my grandmother one day in 1847. He

If you had a toothache you should go to the grave of a newly buried person and say a prayer for the person. Then you pluck a few blades of grass from the grave, chew them and spit them out again. Then you must go straight home and if you meet anyone on the way, you must not speak to them an when you reach home you will be cured.
The cure for the measles is boiled beer and sulphur The cure for the warts is to find a snail but you must not be looking for it, at the time an rub it to the warts. Then you must go to a white thorn bush and stick one of the thorns through the snail. As the poor fellow dies the warts wither from your hands. Another is to rub a bit of fat meat to the warts and then bury the meat. As the meat rots the warts will disappear. There is a well to the east of Ballylaneen caller Tobar an Aisig. If you had stomach trouble and drank some of the water it would cure you There is a cure in the blessed well for sore eyes

On November night long ago the xpeople used to have great fun. They used to go into a very dark room just on the stroke of midnight and try to peel an apple without breaking the skin. Their future husband or wife would appear in a mirror that was placed before them. Another of their tricks was to go around from door to door and the first man or woman's name they heard mentioned would be the person that were to marry.
They used to gather the best turnip, carrot or head of cabbage and throw them at the neighbours doors the reason for that trick was that the Irish people were generous to the poor and used leave the vegetables on the road for them. They used to go round a well three times each time picking up a stone and if there was a drop of water in the first stone he or she would be married within the space of one year, if the drop was in the second stone it would be two years before they got married, or if it was in the third stone it would be three years before they got married. If it was not in any of the stones they had to wait until the next November night. They used to fill a but or a bath with water and put apples and nuts into it. Every person that was present tried to take them out of the bath with their mouths.

The Famine affected this district greatly. The following account has been got from Mrs Michael Gowran, Knockaville, Parish of Kinnegad, who lives near the school.This district was very thickly populated before the famine times. Judging from all the sites of houses that I have been shown it must have been like a village in those days.
Mrs Gowran remembers hearing her father say that Jimmy Smythe lived across the road opposite her house and the only remains of his house now is a small bit of wall at a gap in a field now owned by Mrs Wm. Newman. There were in fact two houses under one roof and a a family named King lived in the other. There are no descendants of either family living now in the district. Very near these houses there was a huchster's shop owned by a man named Reddy, and between that and the present school there were several other houses.

Jack o'the Lantern
It is a light that appears in gallows or marshy land. In appearance it looks like a lantern in a distance. But when you try to follow it it keeps on moving so that you can never overtake it or solve what it really is. It is a phosperous light others say. There is also a story told about it. There was once a man and he was a blacksmith. But one day a man came into him

The holy or blessed well is situated on the right side of the road leading from Kill to Boatstrand. It is about a mile from Kill. It was there that the monks of Kilbeg used to get water and many people living near get it there still. The well is round and nicely built of stone. There are three steps leading down to it. It never runs dry and the water in it is always nice and cool to drink. There is a whitethorn bush overhanging it. It is thought that this bush is very old. You would often see pieces of cloth hanging from this bush. The reason for this is that sick people used to come in the early morning and used to go round the well reciting the rosary and used to be cured. They used to leave something after such as a string or a pin or something else. It is a very strange well because when you stand on the brink and say "boil, boil, blessed well" it bubbles up immediately. It is said that there was once a trout in it and that if you tried to boil water with him in it that you could not. Once someone brought him home in a bucket of water and put the water into the kettle without noticing the trout. They tried to boil the water but in vain so they poured they poured the water from the kettle into a bucket.Then they noticed the trout. Some people say that if you throw three flags of stone into the well

Raftery's Burial
Raftery died in Cloonans in Laught a village about two miles north of Craughwell. It was on Christmas he died. He died in a barn belong[ing] to the Cloonans where they used to keep lodgers who were going from house to house. When the people brought him to Killeeneen the grave was dug before them and old man from Killeeneen named Terry Turey held the candles while the people buried him. It was in the evening when he was buried and it was dark and that is the reason were lighted when he was buried. The evening was very cold but the candles did not quench because there are ivy trees in the graveyard and they sheltered the candles. The people were poorer that time than they are now and that is the reason there's not such a good head-stone over Raftery's grave. Told by Patrick Kelly, Caherdine, Craughwell, age 58 yrs.

In 1725? Diarmud Stutha Mc Carthy robbed the Bank in Kinsale. He turned the shoes on the horses hooves, and came to Castlelack via Innishannon, Brinny and Kilmore, He is said to have lived in a house that stood where the wide dyke is on the North side of the road from Kilmore to upper Castlelack - He went into his house in Kilmore, and while inside he heard the horses hooves, and saw the red rounding the bend at Hills. He then fled back through the fields and broke out on the road again at Briar Hill Cross - There was a cottage standing then where the gate of Matt Good's field is near the Creamery is now - And Diarmud got shelter from the old woman there who threw a bundle of furze down on him - when the soldiers came to the house, they never saw him under the furze, and went away. The old woman watched them go, and then, turned in, and said "They'r gone-" The soldiers saw her gesture, and came back and caught him. He was hanged in Kilpatrick He said in Irish when he was dying where the gold is buried "Idir Srutainín na Leamhneacta agus Crois an Leanaibh". "Enough to make five parishes rich" - also "There is gold buried in Gurteen Ronán (Matt Good's fort) "Nil Líos an Farainn follamh" (McDonnell's fort) The gold in Líos an Farrainn was dug for by several people.

of His hands and feet. When the robin tried to pull the nails he made his beak crooked and also he touched his breast against Our Lords hand and the mark of the blood was on his breast ever since. That is the reason people do not like to kill or hurt the robin.

Carrowmore Castle was just west of where Louisburgh now stands. In 1574 John of the Sails had command of this castle. Caher na Mart (the Fort of the beeves), where Westport House now is, was another O'Malley castle. In 1574 the Castle on Inishbofin was held by Loughlin, the brother of Grania Uaile, the castle on Clare Island by Cormach O'Malley; Kildavert castle on Achill by Teige Roe O'Malley.The O'Malleys were always a sea clan, and our chiefs were ex officio admirals of the King of Connaught. At the end of Elizabeth's reign the clan had two long ships that carried 300 men each, and about 30 galleys.
The name O'Malley is in Gaelic o Maille, pronounced o mawl-yeh. The earliest Anglicised form of the name is "OMayl", used in 1318. Grania Uaile used in English the form "O'Mailly".

a cow, and if he wanted more than was offered to him, another buyer would half the difference and give it to him. There are twelve fairs held in Louisburgh. There is one pig fair held or the 8th of December which is called Aonach na Much.
Buyers come to the houses and they buy sheep sometimes.

The local fairs are held in Westport and in Louisburgh. There are ten fairs held in Westport, three of which are old fairs. The old fairs are the New Year's Fair, November's Fair and the 22nd of May, "The Old Fair Day".
Cattle, Sheep and Horses are sold on new Year's Day. Cattle and Sheep are sold on the 22nd of May. November Fair lasts two day. On the first day which is November Eve horses are

There was a man named Pat Hastings and he had a nick name Padney. He was 80 years when he died. I dont know what year he died in or what year he was born in. His father or mother could not make a song. He made three songs. One about Derrymore school. Another one about a priest called Fr. Begley who built a cottage in Drummin. He made another song about himself. Once he was selling young pigs in Louisburgh and a man named Willie Bern had a wild horse and the horse jumped in over the cleeves to the pig that also. He made a song about

There was a man in this place, who could compose a song as good as any poet. He lived in Thawnaslinnaun and his name was Pat Hastings. He made a song about Derrymore his own native village. He made another song about Fr, Begley who was the priest who built a shed in Drummin for the people to go to Mass. He made a song also about Louisburgh. He made many other songs also. He was eighty years when he died and he is buried in Drummin. He was a great scholar and he had a carpenters double spelling book which was worth

There is a blessed well in Louisburgh. People go to the well every June. They go walking to it and do penance for themselves or there friends. St. Patrick that blest the well. Some people were cured at it a few years ago. The diseases it cures are diseases of the skin. People drink some of the water and bring home some more. The well is near a graveyard. There are a good deal of people buried around the well.

The name of the townland I live in is Loughty The name of the parish is Killgeever. the name of the barony is Murrisk.
There is about 11 families in my townland. There is only five old people over seventy years in it. The names of them are, Michael Gibbons, Loughty, Louisburgh, Co Mayo, Ireland Michael Hastings, Loughty, Louisburg, Co Mayo, Ireland. Brigid Hastings Loughty, Louisburg, Co Mayo, Ireland James Gavin Loughty, Louisburg, Co Mayo, Ireland.

There was another man called Affey Heraty, and he could compose songs. He was living in Claddy and he made a song about an old farmer named Howsten. Howsten used put a lot of people out of their land. Affey made the song and he praised the people in it and he ran down Howsten. Affey was 65 years when he died and he is buried in Aughagower, R.I.P.Pat Tunney is a man who can compose songs. He was born in Doirechuile, and he is in Dublin now. He composes songs about his own village and about other places in Co. Mayo.
The poets in these days could compose

an old man named Howesten who put a lot of people out of their land. Affey Heraty was fifty five when he died, and he is buried in Aughagower.Pat Tunney is a man who can make songs. He was born in Doire Chuilleadh, but he is in Dublin now. He makes songs about his own village and about other places in Co. Mayo.
There (was) two poets one times and they hated each other. One mans name was Kerrigan and the other man's name was Gavan. When Kerrigan was running

time. Until the present TempleMary N.S. was built. He was a fairly good Teacher and had good Scholars though he was not a qualified Teacher. Then the school closed down.The first Teacher that got charge of Templemary was Miss Tunney. It would be about 45 years ago. She was a very good Teacher and also had good scholars. Her brother Pat, a assistant teacher for some time until the average fell.
Then there was only one teacher, Until she became pension age and she had to resign. Some times there used to be an Irish class held there at night.

fair of Ballintra. Coming through a dense plantation known locally as “The Planting” an immense black dog walked by his side and rubbing up against his legs. Just before they reached the bridge, where the river crosses the road the dog disappeared as suddenly as he had appeared. His eyes were like halls of fire. William Armstrong died 18 years ago aged 72.

A man named Owen Tunney living in a place called the "Acres” in this parish always believed in Fairies. His house was built in a very lonely place and very many “sgeag” bushes were on his far. He was on one occasion about to build a barn close to his house but, suspecting that in doing so, he might encroach the displeasure of the Fairies, he decided to test it. One evening, he stuck four sticks in the ground where he proposed to build the barn, in the form of a square. The next morning he found the sticks pulled up.

In this parish there are at present five forges. There are two in Carrowleigh, one at the Gullet, one in Curraghkiely and one in Scartlea called the Sean Cheardca. The two in Carrowleigh are owned by Pat Harris and Jimmy Noonan, the one at the Gullet by Maurice Quinn, the one in Curraghkiely by Patsy Lynch and the Sean Cheardca by the Landers.
The forges are roofed with either zinc or slates. There are big double doors in most of them and unglazed windows with timber shutters. Some of them have but a single hob while others have two. The fire is kept lighting by bellows which are made in England. The tools used in the forge are the sledge, the anvil, a vice, a pincers, a tongs, a knife, a rasp and several small irons for holing or breaking iron. Outside the forge there is usually a large round piece of iron or stone with a hole in the middle. This is used for putting bands on wheels. There was an old forge at Tunney's Cross long ago owned by the Tunneys.

The Pass Bridge is situated in Passlands, Monasterevan, about half a mile from Monasterevan town. Pass Bridge is built over the river Barrow and it is only there since the time of Cromwell.Before this the people crossed the river at the shallow part. Cromwell was marching from the south to Dublin. When he came to the river he did not cross at the ford. because he was not accustomed to crossing the water on horse-back, so he built the bridge.
This bridge has never been altered since that time, although it was blown up in the time of the Black and Tans, and rebuilt again. It is so narrow at the top, that two vehicles could not pass side by side. Dorothy Bryan 10 ad Samhain 1937. Address. Old Grange, Monasterevan.

Some years ago Martin Keating lorum was travelling the Ballinkillen - Corries road late at night when crossing the bridge at the west of Corries he met a Funeral accompanied by a lot of little people.
They stopped him and told him that he would have to draw the hearse back around Corries and through Heath around Lorum on through Ballinkillen back to the same bridge there they let him off and he never saw any of them again. Thus because he did walk

There is an underground passage from a fort near Glasha to an old ruin called Corries house in which Thomas Russell was born. This underground passage runs under the portion of land called Glasha. The hidden treasure is supposed to be hidden in some part of this passage. Some of the old people say that the hidden treasure is a crock of gold and that it is in the centre of a the fort under a very large stone which no living creature could stir. On the western side of the fort is a

sick were known as the Knights Hospitallers, and the other half was known as the Knights Templars. The latter group were priests. They said Mass and looked-after the spiritual necessities of the people.
When Cromwell came to Ireland he burnt to dust the monastery. He carried off all sacred vessles which were of great value and the remainder he destroyed. Another community of those monks lived in a monastery in the graveyard at Possextown. There are two hills in Possextown known as Cromwell's hills. It is said that Cromwell buried some sacred objects on those two hills.

In olden times the Bean Side was supposed to be heard wailing near the homes of certain families when any member of the family had died. Old people in the country say the Bean Side usually follows families whose names start with the letter Ó. There is an old saying that years long ago certain families paid old women to caoin over their dead relatives and that is the reason why the Bean Side is supposed to follow those particular families. The Bean Side is usually out at night when the place is quiete. She is supposed to be very small, dressed in white and long white hair. The Bean Side is not much spoken of by the present generation as they do not believe that such ever existed, as they are more enlightened now than they were in olden days. When O Neill was with his companions in the North he heard a Bean Side and he said his hour had come. His companions never thought that Roun[?] O Neill believed in the Bean Side. When his companions went home Owen Roun[?] went home also. He died some hours after. It is said that she is seen also in St. Stephen's graveyard and other places. Once upon a time there was a wealthy family living in a castle near Kilmanahan named Dunmore. It was deserted for a long time and no people lived there. One night

about the middle of Autumn there was a party of men passing by the castle. They heard a fearful groan near the castle. The groan seemed to come nearer and nearer but the men took no notice of it. The party of men were coming from the fair, of Fethard and at last the groan came louder and louder but the men could see no one. Suddenly the voice went over towards the castle and went around the back. One of the men went over to the back of the castle and he found a tiny woman combing her hair. Immediately the figure disappeared into the castle the groan stopped and was never heard no more for a long time. If anybody finds a piece of a comb and keeps it the bean Side will come to him at night and stay caoining outside the window. When dogs hear the bean Side at night they start to bark. One day a man saw the bean Side in the daytime and she was combing her hair. Her cry is believed to be a far warning of death. The bean Side would come four time before the person is dead.

you no harm. I'm very grateful to you and you have helped me greatly.
"How"? said Flynn. Tonight said the stranger there will be one of the greatest battles ever fought in Ireland. The war is on between the hosts of Lah Wow and Lah Chuinn and on the result of tonight the fate of Ireland depends. If the northern half wins, Ireland will gain her freedom and be independent for ever, but if the southern half wins Ireland will be in slavery for centuries to come. Before sunrise her fate will be decided. "How am I to know said Flynn You won't come back to tell me. "No I won't come back" said the stranger but come out here outside the door. Then Flynn saw before him in the light of the harvest moon one of the tallest men he ever saw. He had a sweet smiling face over his great beard and his wrists seemed as stout as the smiths [thighs?] The Smiths wife had a spread of white linnen on the [after] grass of the

4. There was a school in Sillaheen about 170 years ago. The teachers name was John Crawford. He was a native of Modeligo and he lived with his cousin there. The children had school in the daytime and he had classes for the working men and women at night.

The Glen Road is the road from Tunney's Cross to Curraheen.
It is so called because it runs through a glen between Shanakill and Kilbrack. On the road there is a stone called "Cloc na gCeann" where people were beheaded long ago. There is another stone farther on the road and people say that a priest was thrown from his horse there and killed.Bóthar na bFáinní (?) is the part of the road from Rathgormack to Windgap from the Old Church to Terrys' Cottage. It is so called because rings and a cross were found there once. One night two of the Curries of Monadiha were going along the road and one of them saw a sow and a litter of bonhams but the other could see nothing. That road is also called the Low Road because it is the lower road to Clonmel. Bóithrín a' Mhargaidh is so called because it was used long ago as a shortcut to the market in Carrick. It is the road from Ballythomas to

prescribed. A well known fish vendor - Old Mrs Mulligan, Lynns, Annagassan - practises this cure
Whitlow. Mrs Casey, Castlebellingham, and Mrs Stephen McArdle, Dromiskin (And her mother before her) cure whitlow with an ointment made from herbs. The "Rose" or Erysipelas can be cured by a person named by McElroy. When the disease is suspected most people in the parish visit a McElroy but our local McElroys do not practise. Mumps. Mumps can be cured by driving the patient in and out of a pigsty three times and having him or her wear an ass's winkers during the operation. Corns. Bathe the corns in water used in the forge for the purpose of cooling hot irons. Chilblains. (1) Forge water. (20 Onions (3) Bread Soda. Chest troubles of any kind can be relieved and often completely cured by eating garlic. Indigestion:- Drink solution of bread-soda and milk or water. Hic-cough:- (1) Sudden fright (2) Sugar or salt placed on tongue (3) Present sufferer with something not requested (4) Refrain from breathing as long as possible. Goose Grease is in great favour here for rubbing on swollen or sprained joints. Rheumatism (1) Sting with nettles. (2) Bathe with liquid remaining after sea-weed has been cooked in water (3) Sea water. Whooping Cough:- One bite from piece of bread on which butter and sugar or jam are spread cures whooping Cough if the bread is given to the patient by Mr Peter McQuillan, Canal (?) Dromisken.

Who-ever could say any of those oftenest without drawing breath won a challenge at a party or 'spree'
1. Three grey geese and three green ridges Grey were the geese, and green were the ridges" 2. "I put my foot in a bucket The bucket footed (or furled) me about". 3. "The cat went up the ladder with a lump of raw lard." 4. "As the ships left the shore the sight left my eyes." 5. "Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled pepper Where's the peck of pickled pepper Peter Piper picked." 6. Sister Susie sews soft shirts for saucy soldiers"

Millown. When Mrs Mullroy was dying she left these charms to her son Michael Mullroy and he did wonderful work with the charms. People came from far and near to him to be cured and when he was dying he was giving those charms to my Grand-father and he would not take them.My name: Peter Murtagh,
Whiterath, Dromiskin, Name and address of man wo who told me the story John Murtagh, Whiterath

never borrow?
Ans. Thanks.What is it that goes over the water and under the water and it never touches the water? Ans. A sound. Michael Fitzsimons Killadoran Caddagh Mullingar. Got riddles from Peter Fitzsimons Killadoran Caddagh Mullingar.

In Lanmore are the following sub-townlands
Bun na Glaise, Bun Dorcha Cregg. Baile na t-Srutháin, Conarholtara, Ceapach. The Quarry Lanmore Proper. Bun na Glaise. There are two houses in this place the tenants of which are Peter Heraty and James O'Malley. Bun Dorcha There are two tenants here also Thomas MacGuire and James Hoban. There was another tenant there some years ago whose name was Thomas Tunney but his place is now the property of the above

who regardless or death or danger hurled free stones and bottles into their ranks. For a time the Irish were winning the day till their ammunition got exhausted. And we are told when gunner Mc Gee and his attendant Robin Gill of Edenmore fired the last shot out of the Cannon which was placed on a height over the battle field. The last mettle pan in the village was used for shrapnel. General Blake was fatally wounded in a hand to hand fight made his retreat along with his army to Crott Bog. Weakened from loss of blood he ordered his men to press on towards Granard. While he concealed himself in the heather. A man named Mulligan gave the Brave General a drink of spring water. But alas the Red Coats following up the retreat found out his place of concealment. And he was cruelly put to death. His remains were laid to Rest in Tubber Patrick grave yard. The Red Coats surrounded Rossduff Castle. Where a large number of Pikes were stored in readiness for the Battle of

Mulligan, Aughnacliffe and the ashes of the first corps
buried in the old graveyard was the first also to (be) reach the new extension.

Once there was a man whose name was McCarn, he lived in Aughnacliffe. One day he decided on the digging of a fort. After two days working they found an iron gate inside the gate was an iron door. They worked all evening to break the lock, but it was a failure. Next morning Mr Mc Carn said "I will increase the mans wages that opens the door first by 5% Mr Brady opened the door but he only found old broken cups and saucers, pans, pits and other things. When he went home that evening he said "I have opened the door, but the money is no good to me". Next morning he was found dead.

he could have found a method to keep Neddy in bounds and have his donkey and potatoes safe.

There are eleven houses in this townsland They are:Charles Purtill eight people
John Costigan ten ,, Simon Molloy three ,, John Molloy three ,, William Lynch two ,, John Power five ,, Michael O'Donnel six ,, Mrs. Boland five ,, John Hanrahan eight ,, Bill Hunt two ,, Walter Tynan three ,, Moyglass means the green plain. There are no old people in this townsland. The most of the land is boggy up around the school. Towards

Clanbrassil Street is I believe an old Irish title Hy- Brassil. It was adopted by Lord Roden whether they were entitled to it or not I do not know.Camp Street, really Cam Street or crooked Street. It has been connected with John Street they both were called Sráid Cam.
Linenhall Street has this name about forty years. Got it because of a hall in it for selling linen. Seatown really old Dundalk name. Trága Bhaile. All the people who spoke Irish called Dundalk Sráid Bhaile which is a corruption of Trága Bhaile. Castletown Road called by the old Irish speakers "An Clochán Caol". Defenders Row a street which I think is now demolished had a history. It was just beside the old Dundalk gaol at the back of the present Courthouse. It appears that after the "Wild goose Lodge tragedy there were many suspects lodged in Dundalk gaol. The governor was very kind to them. Those of who were released assisted the governor in building this row of houses and they called it Defenders Row. He was

75) The Buggans, a field up at Crickstown (?)76) Killameshan, a field at Cullaghan's, Bellewstown
77) The Grolla, a place at Mallawho ( Mallahow ?) above Garristown 78) The Scallernagh, a townland near Riverstown, Duleek 79) Crinch-a-Crann, River on New Long Road, Duleek 80) Ballywaltha, townland where McGuinness live (Dug (?) 81) The Clooney, a valley at Ardcath 82) Quallafina(?), a river on East Commons, Duleek 83) Slough, an old river on the Commons, Duleek 84) Chrishnalanagh, field at Carntown(?), Duleek 85) Tobeen, a bog at Garristown 86) Clonlusk, Taaffe's, Duleek 87) Skeharnagh, a place name over Downstown Rd. Duleek 88) The Mulla-dhu, field at Rathfeigh 89) Pullbrock, field at Rathfeigh 90) Lisafona - Gate at Macetown 91) Pullbuee (?), field at Rathfeigh 92) Killafakie, field at Ballyhack 93) Bohan, field at Danestown 94) Tuberskeen, Gilleen (?) - Well at Cushenstown, Duleek 95) Crucknahackna, field at Warrenstown College 96) Lagenna, field at Warrenstown College 97) Mouleywure, field at Warrenstown College 98) Boreen-a-Willa, a small road at Knockmark Church 99) Corewella, land beside Borrawaddy Road 100 Borrawaddy, Road Rathfeigh 101) Knockcommera, wood at Bellew, Rathfeigh

surnames. These later surnames had only come into use by the 11th century, since when they have had prefixed to them “O” or “Mac”, the latter usually unmeaningly curtailed to “Mc” or “M”,whilst nowadays both these prefixes “O” and “Mac” are often contemptuously thrown aside. The most numerous of these local Celtic surnames are:- O Driscoll, O Mahony, O Donovan, O Leary, O Keeffe, O Sullivan, O Flynn, O Lehane, O Casey, O Callaghan, O Haly (now Healy), Mac Carthy and O Daly. The O Cowhigs otherwise Coffeys, have now all but disappeared.From the 12th century to the Protestant Reformation period, the leading inhabitants of Cork city bore, for the most part, Anglo-Norman surnames, including the following still represented in the city:- Lavallin, Lacy, Walters (now Waters), Lombard, White, Russell, Fitzgerald, Barry, Terry, Tracy, . Tobin, Rice, Roche, Barrett, Cogan, Power, Sarsfield, Galway,, etc.; Such rare names as Goold, Skiddy, Coppinger being recorded as of Danish origin. Such old Cork names as Meagh (now Meade). Ronan or Ronayne and Morrogh are Irish, the latter being now transformed

During the days of the Penal Laws St. Peter's parish church in Drogheda was turned into a protestant church. The protestants did not want to have the holy water font there so they made three attempts to do away with it. First they took it and threw it away, next day it was back in its place, so they took it away and it was back in its place again the next day. They next filled it with cement and it would not set. It crumbled away so they had to leave it in its place and it is there ever since inside the door.In the same protestant church the bell was taken from the

belfry and thrown out in the grounds. The Archdeacon of St. Peter's Catholic church - Archdeacon Segrave got it and put it in the belfry of St. Peter's catholic church and it is there still. It is only rung on certain occasions.

Ratoath road at John Bate's and then passed up by Tommy Plunketts to Kilrue.The Slane Dublin road was started in 1808.
The engineer who had charge of the construction was a man named Bourne who, when he saw Killegland thought "I'll build a village here and be the cock o' the walk". He did, and in due course had a fine village. He lived then up to about thirty years and Mrs Donnelly remembers the family living in the house now occupied by Geraghtys.

The road in this district are mostly named after the places to which hey lead from Ashbourne.We say the Dublin road, Slane road, Milltown Rd and the Donaghmore Rd. Castle Street is an exception. As its name implies a castle that once overlooked the Broadmeadow river and this castle is shown on old maps though no trace of it remains at present nor have any of the oldest residents any recollection of its existence.
It was owned however by a man named "Segrave" who at the battle of Clontibret in 1595 engaged Hugh O'Neill in single combat which proved to be his last fight, for O'Neill stabbed him. Segrave was a man of giant stature. His castle was probably destroyed by Cromwell on his march to Drogheda. The Dublin road is the oldest in the district and originally it went through Killegland and joined the

Leath Ceathrama = Half Quarter,
extends from the lake shore, to the boundary line between the two parishes Boyle and Aughanagh. The point of Douris - a headland projecting into the lake, is flanked on one side by Jack's Bay and on the other side by Douris I have not been able to ascertain why the bay has been called Jack's". Both bays have been good for trout, being

assumed by their forefathers not many generations back, for some now inexplicable reason. Not to go beyond one small part of the county Cork we come across adopted names of this class, such as Collins, Higgins, Buckley, Kirby, Broderick, Forrest, Conway, Lawton, Savage, Corbet, Courtney, Lyons and Kidney. The latter is a name not known outside the County Cork, apparently thought by its originator to be a much better one than O Duane, for which it has been substituted’Still more recently we have other local changes of names of an opposite kind, the turning of historic surnames into supposed Irish forms for what reason no one knows but the parties immediately concerned in such linguistic transformation. Some former Irish authors have likewise distinguished themselves by discarding their father’s surnames, including the brothers John and Michael Banim, Hardiman, the historian of Galway, and Carleton the novelist. Nearer home our local historian spelled his name Windele instead of

Long ago there were not any national schools in this district compared to now a days. The schools that were out were called Hedge schools.There was a hedge schools in the village of Cloondahamper. The master that was teaching in it was Mr. Corrbut (Corbet / Corbett ?)He never taught any Irish. They wrote on slates with slate pencils. The pay he got was about ten or fifteen shillings a week. During the time they taught there they lived in the scholars houses. There were only a few scholars going to each school.
There was also another hedge school in the village of Cloonboo. Mr. Duffy was teaching in that school

possibly there was a hamlet or village in the old limes.West of Castletown we have Cahirclough and Derryclough - the fort of the stony ground and the end of the stony ground.
On the way to Charleville from Ballygran we meet Boherbee, Ardnacruha Ardaneerla. Boherbee - the yellow road Ardnacruha - the height of the hanging Ardaneerla - The height of the Earl - Broghill who possibly ordered much of the hanging There are two townlands Cappanahane and Cappananty Cappanahane means the place of the small streams Cappananty - the place opposite The people knew Latin then

This parish Ballygran was formerly called CorcomohideMo Ide called after St Ita of West Limerick
Béal Átha Grean - the mouth of the gravel ford. The ford was about a mile from the village across the River Maigue. West of Ballygran we find Gortroe and Gurteen, the little field and the red field. West of Castletown we have Rossmore - the big wood and east of Ballygran Rossbane, the white wood. Coolagown - the corner of the smith is west of Ballygran as is Ballyouliffe. The old people say this name is that of a Dane named Olaf who lived there. South of Ballygran we find Baile an Fhile. The poet was one Gorman. The old people quote some

crude verses of his.My duck sailed away by the purling stream
And went in great haste to the land of Cloonee 'Twas there she met lasses their hair it was plaited And with them she spent the best part of her day My duck laid a clutch for Peg Jones and Nell Burke Likewise for the Culls who lived in Cloonee Poll Jones and Nell Corbet and Cathrine Gorman And likewise Jack Falvey had some of the breed. The Culls mentioned here are ancestors of Eamon De Valera Taoiseach Eireann. They lived at Cloonee that time. Near Drewscourt (Baile an Fhile) we have a field Ard Buala. Now some old people insist that this was an old battle field - a lot of bones having been found in a gravel pit close by. Others say the name means simply the high milking ground. Near Castletown to the north of Ballygran we find Graigue where

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He is old enough to marry now, I think he is fifty nine, He wants a son to drive his cows, Who get will have his coin." McMahon died in the year 1924. He was sixty-two years of age. He is buried in Dooris (Dorrus) Kinvara, Co Galway. One day he was talking to children on their way to school, and he asked a slate of them. They gave it to him, and he wrote on it this verse The world is round, and it goes on wheels, And death is a thing that everyone feels,

There were no poets in this district formerly, but there was a wandering poet from Dooras, Kinvara, Co Galway. His name was McMahon. He made a poem relating to anyplace he was illtreated in. He made a poem about Michael Cunniffe, Cahergal Craughwell, because he wasn't intertained in it. The poem is as follows.In Ballymana there are nice people,

1.
We are a parish of Caheragh boys, From Tooreen and famed Lissane, Lissane it is my native land a ploughland long of fame Where Ireland's leading poets were reared and champions best of men that Erin could send on the field. 2. So now the morning is drawing nigh and I must be going away For the steamship waits at Queenstown gates for to take me over the sea I have id farewell to my acquaintances that lived near old Skibbereen All round by Ballydehob Kilcoe and Aughadown All round by Ballydhob Aughaville and Colomane Drimoleague rock Breadaugh cross Tooreen and Lower Lissane 3.

Church Road was one of the old military roads made hundreds of years ago. It leads on to Ballinamore in Co. Leitrim and to the West. The then Lord Cole it is told led a force of military that way to the Battle of Ballinamuck.The Mill Road so called from the Corn Mill built on it, leads out through the mountains to Glangevlin. The New Road which is the main road from Enniskillen to Cavan leads directly through the village to both towns and was made about 90 years. The men were paid from 6d to 8d a day and walked long distances to the work. At the time of the Famine the money allotted to Relief Works in the district was largely expended on cutting the hills in the old Coach road.
Some byroads in the locality were made about 70 years ago. In connection with the old coach road this incident is related. The famous Father Tom Maguire who helped O Connell in the Clare

'' Ford of the Biscuits '' is only about 6 miles away on the Arney river a tributary of the Erne.'' The Town '' Ford crosses the river Claddagh in the townland of Furnaceland near the village of Swanlinbar. It is largely used at the present time.
There are bye-paths and lanes in almost every townland in the parish. A path along the bank of the River Claddagh and connected with the church in the village is called the Mass-path and is still in use. In most of the townlands there are Mass paths and funeral passes. In the townland of Cornaga (Cornagran ?) there is a pass called '' the pass of the living and the dead. ''

the light jig, the heavy jig, reel, hornpipe, quadrilles and polka.
They were taught by dancing-masters, there were several of theses dancing-masters in the district. One of them was called Mr. Bohane. Mr Dan Hurley who lived in Claddagh, Drimoleague mowed 2 acres of hay in a day, the field belonged to Mr Paul Kingston and it is now owned by Mr Danny Cathy. Mrs Hurley (Mr Dan Hurley's wife) told me her husband commenced to mow the field at 6 o'clock in the morning, and when he had finished the 2 acres that evening, he said he felt as supple as he ever did in his life. This Mr Hurley jumped over the railway gates at the Mall, about a mile east of Drimoleague. His son Mr Timothy Hurley now lives in Carlow and is a noted athlete; he has won several medals and valuable prizes for running.

Bhí fear ag imtheacht thart fadó oidhche amháin. Bhuail sé isteach a dteach. D'iarr sé deoch ar bhean an tighe. Dubhairt sí nach raibh aon uisge istigh. "Bíodh uisge istigh chuile oidhche eile agat ar mhaithe leat féin," adeir sé. Nuair a d'éirig an bhean ar maidin chonnaic sí pláta fola leaghtha ar an mbord agus nóta beag go pháipéar leagtha lé n-a thaobh. Bhí sé ráidhte san bpáipéar gur as an mbean a bhain sé an fhuil.

Nuair a báineas an coirce, caitfidh tu súiste a fághail agus an choirce a bhualadh. Caithfidh tu an tuighe a charrainge annsin le clúdach a chur ar a gcruaich.
Caitfidh siad an chruach a déanamh agus agus an clúdach a chur air Caithfidh tú córran a fághail agus na sugáin a casad annsin. Béadh duine ag casadh na sugan is ceann eile ag leigint. Caitfidh tú cailleach mór sugán a casadh le chur thart ar a gcruaich.

Will you come to my old habitation
Adjacent to Lough Allen's shore In the midst of a pleasant plantation Where song birds their melodies pour. Where Summer is pleasant and cheery Where Winter is terristrial bliss In vain would you seek through Free Erin A scene more endearing than thisI will show you the Shannon's expansion Lough allen with islands so bright And Doctor Mc Gauran's fine mansion An Eden of sylvan delight Tis the land of the proudest achievement Adorning the page[?] of the post Tis the land of the saddest bereavements Where beaten and broken at last Where the wail and the weak and the holy Where wafted afar on the gale And every hill has a story And every hollow its tale

with him. Lynch was killed in Kildare four or five years after Ballinamuck. How he met his death we do not know.
How he came to be in Kildare we do not know. Some say he went to be in the Emmet Rising. Others say he went to the Curragh Races, with his famous grey mare to compete with another racer named "Miss Grizzle". I know that there was a pony song about Lynch's famous grey mare that lost all her thousands on the plains of Kildare, and before I'm through with this book I hope to get scraps of it if not it all. As Horse Racing is in my mind just now there was also a song about "Carrols Mare at Ballenamuck". Whether it was one of the Carolls of this area or one of the branch at Lurga Bridge beyond Mahill I am not able to tell. I am leaving the next page for further information about the White Captain.

In spite of years, again he wears
The tinge of rosy youth That heart of man can neer grow cold That loves the simple truth.(11) Pat Moore was getting eloquent His stories growing long. Jack Soggart fell across the fire The booze was mighty strong. They took him up and off to bed They bore him poor honest Shawn As Denis Lane was singing, Long and loud, the Luiskeen Lawn. (12) Jim Nolan and Tom Terry danced Old Irish jigs and reels A maze of graceful motions Beating time with toe and heels What fun it is to follow With our eyes, their flying feet In shuffle, treble, trips and thrill And hornpipe complete. (13) Old Affey wants some temperate drink Dick Nash that gives it out And Affey smacks his lips and says "Tis strong, oh, 'tis, no doubt."

what a joyful heart she had. She filled it in her old apron, brought it home and put it into a big chest in the room. And she covered it with a stone. How and ever the husband came in and they had the supper and went to bed. In the morning they got up "John," says Mary, "we are rich for ever." "How is that?" says John. and she told him all about the night before. She brought him up and told him to look in the chest and see all they had. Right enough he lifted it and what was in it but gold leaves off an oak tree, Well that finishes my night's stories to you so good night and God Bless ye all for lending me ye'r ears.

what a joyful heart she had. She filled it in her old apron, brought it home and put it into a big chest in the room. And she covered it with a stone. How and ever the husband came in and they had the supper and went to bed. In the morning they got up "John," says Mary, "we are rich for ever." "How is that?" says John. and she told him all about the night before. She brought him up and told him to look in the chest and see all they had. Right enough he lifted it and what was in it but gold leaves off an oak tree, Well that finishes my night's stories to you so good night and God Bless ye all for lending me ye'r ears.

About two miles from Dunmore East there is a spot known as the Fairy Bush. Long ago a pilot named John Glody piloted a ship from Dunmore East to Passage East. On his way back by road he had to pass the Fairy Bush. This night at about twelve o'clock when he was passing it, he saw a priest. Glody said, "Good night Father", but got no answer. The next night he saw the priest again, and again saluted him, but again received no answer. He went and told the Parish Priest of Dunmore, and asked him to go with him on the third night to the Fairy Bush. They went and they saw the(y) priest, and the Parish Priest spoke to him and asked him what his trouble was. He told him that he had left one Mass unsaid while he was on ea()th, and that he could not get anyone to answer it. The Parish Priest then told him that Glody

The Pipe of Clay
In the village of Corgave there were many houses long ago + also in the village of Porthmorris a ruthless landlord named Pollock gothessession + immediately afterwards excited those tenants who had to go to the bogs + mountains and the greater number is the immigrant shift. Their houses were tumbled down the fences ere leveled to the ground also this converting those hobby villages of youth + beauty into ranches where the loving of cattle + heading of sheep took the place of the merry laughter of the people. Most of those lands were often qualify very wet. Four large houses fell of water are on the Corgave side. Pollock in draining the land could not get enough of stones for the shoes this engines found out that the clay in the lowe end of Corgave was oftencellant quality for higher he got an engine out to ke place + the clay was dug on and afterward being throughly missed by the houses of the engine it became very

Sandeel Bay : contd. a thorgan is a pollock hook with strip of bacon-skin lashed on up at the head of the hook, tied again at the curve of the hook, and trailing a few inches longer than hook.
With cheapness and efficiency of the patent rubber eels, this thorgan and goathair 'fly' and the use of natural freshwater eels on the hooks, are almost obsolete. Woarawoy. under Houseland. A bay. Breachán Bridge. see 'Churches' page 97. About 20 years ago a ship named the 'Courtown Lass' (Capt. Massey) was lost on 'the Bridge.' Though the weather was not bad she became unmanageable here when beating up for the Hook against the wind. No lives were lost. The wreck was bought by Mr. Michael Fortune Slade. He made a good deal out of the sale of her waterproof coating (not copper). He had a motorboat to do the salvage work. (St?) Patrick's Bay. beside 'the Bridge.' Flagstones also got here.

Páirc Glas". "Felestrum field" and "Bullock field".
We do not know how these fields got their names. This farm has now a caretaker Michael O'Sullivan.

The lived a man named Pat Walsh in Treenabountry. One day he was in a house in Polranaghan where there was a girl ill. This girl was getting no better nor wors. The man said that she was a fairy and that the right girl had been taken away. The man told them to get a bottle from the blacksmith and to give it to the girl to drink and that if she was a right girl she would be better then next day and that if she was a fairy she would be dead. The people got the bottle of water and gave it to the girl and the next day she was dead. The neighbours went to the corpse-house and

There is a big deep pond on Mr Irwin's farm Feenagh, called "Poll Dubh". It is so called because it is very deep and black looking.There is a wide turn between Kells and Mondellihy called "Cúinne Pedlar" It is said that there was a pedlar killed there in former times, and that is how it got its name.
The names of the fields in Murphy's farm Tullig are as follows "Páirc Amháin",

There is a big deep pond on Mr Irwin's farm Feenagh, called "Poll Dubh". It is so called because it is very deep and black looking.There is a wide turn between Kells and Mondellihy called "Cúinne Pedlar" It is said that there was a pedlar killed there in former times, and that is how it got its name.
The names of the fields in Murphy's farm Tullig are as follows "Páire Amháin",

There is but one fort in the parish. This is situated by the river more than a mile up from the village. It is of the circular earthen type and is surrounded by trees. The local people would on no account cut any part of those trees. If this were done they believe that the person who did "would never have a day's luck". The people firmly believe that there is a "fairy path" between this fort and the Churchyard in Temple Athea. The townland that lies between these two places is called Fairy Street.

About the year 1895 a regiment of soldiers of "The tenth Hussars" were stationed in Ballincollig. One evening a party of them visited Inniscarra graveyard. Seeing a very well kept vault they guessed that somebody of importance was interred there.
They opened the vault & discovered the coffin of a lady. They wrenched the coffin open. They found a quantity of valuable jewellery upon the corpse. They cut off a finger to obtain a valuable ring. They did not trouble to re-inter the coffin or the remains. They placed the former against an adjoining wall & fled from the churchyard. A few days later they were traced & punished . Some got terms of imprisonment, varying from five to seven years.The majority of the officers left the regiment, unable to stand local ridicule, for from that day onward's they were nicknamed the Bodysnatchers. The entire regiment was penalised. For years after they were compelled to do extra duty for an hour each evening.

my Lord you'll excuse me, but he said "Who's that old woman with the red bed curtain round her sitting up there". The court roared. "And what did you say" asked the judge looking a little uncomfortable. "I said, whisht ye spalpeen thats the ould boy that's going to hang ye.Michael Coyle
Hill of Slane

Mo shlán thar lear cun mná is fear
San áitreabh le chéile ó fhágaim se an Gaortha go Laoi Mo shlán cun mo cháirde ná feicim se in aon bhall 'Gus mo shlán chun an méid úd sa ChillMo shlán cun na h-abhann gan fonn gan file Mo shlán chun na Banndan go bhfuil an reamhar beac innti Mo chéad slán cun an teampuill ó árd a cloig-thig Agus mo slán cun gach staid bruinneall óg Is árd a bhíonn Venus nuair a téigheann sí cun síor rith Bíonn luaith readh na soillse 'na cló Saothar na naomh geal do deármadh san oidhche Gan stáitse, gan bíomna gan bórd.

One terrible stormy night around Christmas Mrs. Walsh Brittas, Inistioge made for Inistioge to do her shopping. When she was coming out of the town after her shopping it was very dark. With the light of Mr. Phealan's (Phelan ?) shop shining on the river she mistook it for the road. She walked into the river and was swept away by the great flood. About eleven weeks later while Mr. T. Delahaunty was fishing he saw a body on the island further down the river. Her son Michael Walsh recognized the body as that of his mother.

There is a stook in Rathealy on Mr. Holohan's farm. It is a big stone about six feet high.
There is another big stone in Dohney's (Doheny ?)field in the townland of Liss, in the parish of Tullaroan, Co. Kilkenny. It has the mark of five fingers on it. It is said that a giant threw it from the top of Sliabnamon. There is an under ground passage at Reimeen near Keating's gate. The road is never wet where it crosses it. Mr. Gaffney's grandfather went down twenty steps in the passage.

The only lime kiln I know is one belonging to Mr Dohney (Doheny ?). It is situated a mile from the village of Tullaroan in the townsland of Brittas.
Lime kilns are very useful to burn lime. First of all the lime kiln is made of stones and mortar. There is a big hole made in the centre. There is a big blazing fire lit. Then the wall is lined inside with yellow clay. Then it is filled with lime stone and some culm, and is left lighting for about twenty four hours. The lime is drawn out through a hole in the bottom. There is more lime stone, and culm put in again, and so on. The fire must be kept on lighting all the time.

This ass was tied both head and feet for he was well inclined
To ramble to Bill Doheny's where he often was confined But Brady with good management he lossened every knot Indeed with gentle patience he'd drive a snail to Cork, "Oh mercy boys" the ass replies "my case is bad enough" "Whatever side that I'll go at I'm sure of the lock-up" "Come hold your tongue your ragabond from you I wont take bail" Tis with the royal constables you know you know you have to deal I'll make your owner pay for you or I'll take no excuse. And while I'm stationed in Bawnmore your legs you wont get loose. My curse attend you Doheny likewise the peelers too I must go to the bog next week my sorrows to renew The next time that you leave Bawnmore may you not return There's not an ass in this district for you will cease to mourn We'll collect the goats and asses all and hold a grand review And may you not be in Bawnmore to hear the May cuckoo.

"Tom Proctor (he died about ten years ago aged 70) carried a sheep from the little paddock to their own yard (about a distance of about one hundred yards) in his mouth for a bet.""Dick Cahill of BallyLarkin carried twenty stone of wheat from Bally Larkin to the top story of the mill."
(The distance here would be about a mile - the mill now in Ruins - was five storey high) "John Longman was at the Fair of Tullaroan. He bought a sheep and when he came to Brittas Cross, he couldn't get the sheep to go the road he wanted so he caught the sheep by the four legs

and left it with £3.000,000.Another wicked landlord was Lord Pullock, near Glensk (Glinsk ?) . He lived in Lismanny. His wife eloped with a British Officer from Athlone Barracks. It was his custom to evict the tenants at Christmas. He caused the houses to be pulled down and the women and children to be thrown out in the ditches to die. It is said the road from Skyhard (Skehard ?) to the poorhouse was often strewn with dead.
Lord Leitrim was shot owing to his cruelty to the tenants. He pulled down on hundred and twenty houses in one day. His murderer fled to America, but made an open confession of the murder. "I shot Lord Leitrim", he said, "and I am not sorry

1. Vae morning a landlord was out hunting on Ballincurry farm and caught several fat partridge. He met a farmer who stood admiring the birds. It would take a good man to eat two of them together remarked the landlord. "a good man" said the farmer. "ill get a man to eat twelve braces of them together. The landlord was amazed and didn't believe it so they both bet their years earning. The farmer went to his friends and stated the case. He replied that he was after eating a calf but he would do his best. The birds were cooked and he never left a bit of the twenty four partridge.
2. A man from Glinsk ate the full six pint pot go stir stout for the bet of six pence.

pure spring water. Some men would fasten wood and make barrels and churns in which to churn the cream. These men were called coopers and there is a man in Glynsk in Co. Galway and he is still carrying on his trade. There was a nailer in Ballinlough and his name was Brennan. This made nails for the blacksmiths and for the shoe makers.

fair for sheep, cattle and horses, but in these small towns, they are all sold together, on the same day, but there is a special day for the pigs, every first Friday in Ballinlough, and Tuesday in Ballyhaunis. Cattle are usually sold in a large field, called a fair green, but in Ballinlough, they are sold on the street, which is great annoyance to the shopkeepers, fearing that they might, do some harm to the shop or break the windows.
When a man is preparing to go to a fair, he first feeds his cattle. Then he sets out for the fair. If he has a flock of cattle, he drives them, all together, but if he has only one, he puts a halter on her. When he reaches the fair, a buyer comes

Not far from our house in Rusheens was found a big stone with three little wells carved out of it last year. It was found by the workmen who were repairing the road at that time. There was a bend in the road and they intended to straighten it so they had to cut this bush under which it was found.When they tore up the roots they found one little hole and so on until they unearthed the big rock. It was the talk of the district and after it was found and people from Ballaghaderreen came to see it and take its photo. A few hundred years ago it is said there was a church called Killerikin in the field in which this holy water font was found. Many people did not believe that there was a church there but the finding of this stone convinced them.
Perhaps there were many other churches throughout