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In olden times all the young marriageable girls who had not got an offer of marriage during the previous Shrove used to go out after sunset on May Eve gathering bunches of herbs called the Yarrow. The yarrow is a nice white flower which is in bloom about May Day. Each girl plucked a bunch and took it home. It had to be cut with a black handled knife into nine parts.
They used to put the other eight parts under their pillows that night and if they dreamt of any man during the night he was supposed to be their future husband. Once upon a time there lived a girl in this locality and her name was Annie Kelly. On May Eve she went out after sunset and gathered a bunch of yarrow and she put it under her pillow that night. During the night she dreamt of a man.
About two years after she met the same man at races in Cloonacool and the minute she saw
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2019-01-20 03:27
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On the last night of April, Marsh marigolds (May flowers) were pulled. Holy Water was shaken on them They were strewn at the doors of dwelling house and byres. The custom still prevails. It was done to get the blessing of Mary, Queen of May On house and stock. Also to keep harm and witchcraft away from the cows and milk. It has the special power of preventing the butter being charmed off the milk by witches.
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2019-01-20 03:23
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If a person sleeps late on May Eve he will die that month.
If you stay out late on May Day you will get a fairy stroke.
If you give milk to anyone on May day yours cows will go against you.
Every fort opens May morning and all the fairies come out.
If you pick flowers on May Eve you will die during the month.
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2019-01-19 22:55
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martyrologies place his "natalis" on January 20th, on which day a patron and fair, called Molaga's fair, are, or used to be held in Kildorrery. There is no written record of Molaga having visited Timoleague, but local tradition and the name of the place indicate that at an early period a cell or perhaps a monastery was founded there, either by him, or by his direction or under his invocation.
Timoleague village is said to have grown up around a monastery founded in the 7th century by St Molaga.
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2019-01-19 22:50
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St Molaga was the son of Dubhligh and Mioncolla people of humble origin who farmed their holding at Athacross Molaga, by the River Funcheon near Kildorrery. The saint was born at Cloughleamoney in the parish of Killgullane near Fermoy. He was baptized by St Cuimin, but his baptismal name is not recorded. Grown to manhood, he founded a monastery at Tulachmin. Some place this in Tipperary, others in Kilkenny.
Windle refers to an old ruin in Athacross Molaga, while Canon O'Hanlon assigns it to the townland of Temple Molaga (Middle)
Saint Molaga next proceeded to Ulster, and thence to Scotland, from where he journeyed to Wales where he met St David who was on intimate terms with his Irish brethern.
During his stay David appointed a man servant to wait on his guest. The attendant made use of some irreverent remarks towards
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2019-01-19 22:50
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the visitor, where upon the servant dropped dead but through St Molaga's intercession he was restored to life for one day. At his host's request the saint adopted the servant's name which happened to be Molaga. David presented a bell to Molaga - all the Irish saints seem to have carried a bell. From Wales, Molaga sailed to Ath-cliath (Dublin) where he cured a local chieftain of wasting cancer. The chief in gratitude gave him a piece of ground on which he built a church, which some identify with the still existing ruins of Bremore near Balbriggan, others put it on the site of All Hallows Dromcondra.
St Molaga next visited Clonmacnoise, to which place a deputation came asking him to return to his country. Moved by their prayers and entreaties he returned to Tulach Mhin. Many miracles are ascribed to him. In 664 A.D. the Buidhe Conaill or Yellow Plague desolated Ireland but Molaga escaped it, having effected many cures during its continuance. All the
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2019-01-19 22:36
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Féil Bríghide

Féil' Bríghide bricne
Bain an chluas dé'n tuirtín
Bain an greim de'n phaiteóig
A's tabhair a sháit do'n dáiltín
Sin rann beag a bhíodh ag na sean daoine fa Féíl' Bríghide.

An oidhche roimh an fheártu (Eanair 31adh) ghnídhthear na crosannai. Gheibh duine eigin teacht beairtín feoga agus bheireann siad iad isteach ins toighe - Cuirtear i leath-taoibh iad go dtí go mbíonn an suipear réidh tuairim an h-ocht o' chlog na mar sin.
Nuair atá an teaglach uilig 'na suidhé thart fán tábla, téidheann cailín amach, má tá Bríghid sa teach ise a rachas amach, agus bheir sí na feoga léithi. Buaileann sí an doras agus deireann sí na focla seo.
Gabhaigidh ar mar nglúnaibh
Fosgailigidh mor súla
Agus leigigidh isteach Brígidh

Déanfaidh a bhuil astuigh mar freagair
Sé beatha, Sé beatha Sé beatha
Deireann an méid seo trí h-uaire

Tigeann an cailín asteach annsin agus fágann sí na feoga faoín tábla go mbíonn an suipear thart.
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2019-01-19 22:35
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"Féile Brígid a bricín, baint a ceann do mhicín Agus tugtar a sháith dó'n dailcín.
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2019-01-19 22:26
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Déirtear gur be an fáth ar tugadh lá feile Brígidhe air an onóir do Naomh Brígídh ar an lá sin. Biodh na daoine ag dul isteach igach
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2019-01-19 22:26
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teach beagnach. Bhiod Naomh Brígidh ag imteacht fadó ar an lá sin ag cruinnú déirche acht níl na nosa sin ag na mná anois. Léigfeadh na mná isteach ins na tighthe go léir agus geobfaidis airgead no ubheacha dhá mbead sé ag béan an tíghe-sa teach.
Déirtear gur cuir an mhaigdean Muire lá Féile Bríghidhe adtosach ar a lá féin mar geall air comh lagach agus bhí Naom Bhríghidh. D'iompar Naom Bhríghidh Iosa Críost do'n mhaigdean Mhuire. Bhí an mhaigdean Mhuire ag siubhal thart lá go dtí teach an pobhail agus casadh Naom Bhrígidh leí. Dubhairt Naom Brígidhe leí Iosa Criost do tabhairt dhí agus go n-iomporach sí go dtí teach an pobhail é agus túg an maighdean dhí é. D'iompar an Naom Bríghidh Iosa go teac an pobhail agus dubhairt an maighdean Mhuire leí go raibh sí an buideach dhí. Chuir an maigdean Muire lá Fheile Brigidhe idtosach ar an lá féin agus tá sé idtosac air o soin.

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LÁ FÉILE STIOPAIN
Tágann lá féile Stiopáin í Mí na Nodlag: bíonn na buachaillí beaga ag imteacht leis an dreóilín an lá sin; bíonn craobh cuilinn ag na bhuachaillí agus bíonn an dreóilín béág ag cuidh acha. Lá é sin a tágann in onóir do Naom Stiopáin. Téigeann na buacaillí thart ag bailiú airgidh. Sé an fáth a dtéigeann siad thart inonóir do Naom Stiopán. Nuair a bhí Naom Stiopán ag rith ó na namhaidh fadó chuaid sé suas í gcrann agus bhí dreóilín tuas ins an gcrann agus dheirtear go bé is chiontac leis an Naom sin do marbhadh.
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2019-01-19 21:50
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About three miles from Ballylanders in (in County Limerick) Leaba Molaga is situated, where St Molaga is supposed to be buried.
About five miles North East of this there are old ruins of a monastery. * A vault supposed to be the Saints resting place is there also. It has an opening or a space which would (-) a person and anyone suffering from any disease is supposed to be cured if he goes in and lies down in this !!!
This too is a graveyard

The above was related to me by a woman.

Mary Mounce
College Road
Fermoy

*Near the above mentioned place there were four pillars standing in the shape of a square (one of them has fallen and is now sunk into the ground) these were supposed to be four robbers who turned into pillars when they were caught. My grandmother saw lights coming out of these pillars.
(Mary Mounce)
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2019-01-19 21:20
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Bhí lios sa Rinn fadó in áit éigin ins na failltreacha a bhí sé. Lá amháin chuaidh fear síos na failltreacha agus ní raibh fhios aige go raibh an lios ann. Níorbh fhada go bhfaca sé an lios ag oscailt agus tháinigh beacha amach 'na gcéadta.
Ansan tháinig fear beag amach agus thug sé leis an fear isteach. Nuair a chuaidh sé isteach chaith sé dul síos staighre mór. Nuair a bhí sé ag bun na staighre chuaidh sé isteach in seomra agus bhí na síoga ag rinnce agus ag amhrán. Coiméadtar sa lios é ar feadh trí bliana agus nuair a bhí sé ag teacht amach thug na síoga cróca óir.
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2019-01-19 21:13
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Bhí fear ann fadó agus bhí sé bacach. Bhí feirm mór aige agus lá amháin chuaidh sé amach san iothlann agus thuit a codladh air. An fhad is a bhí sé 'na codladh chuaidh airt-luachra siar 'na scórnach. Nuair a dhúisigh sé bhí sé an-thinn, fuair sé buicéad prátaí agus bheirbhuig sé iad.
Chuir sé a cheann ós ceann an uisce a bhí ortha agus tháinigh an airt-luachra amach agus bhí sé go maith arís.
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2019-01-19 21:07
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gamhain dearg 'ne measc?
An teanga agus na fiacla.
6. Tá rud orm agus níl sé trom ach tá sé orm ar aon tslí?
M'ainm.
7. Ceithre cosa ar thalamh, dhá chos ar thalamh, ceann ar tóin agus tóin ar thalamh?
Bean ag cruadh bó nó caora.
8. Bainne na caorach fuar, cad é an t-uan a mharbhuig sé?
An t-uan ná fuair is ná feacaig é.
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2019-01-19 21:06
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retired to bed some spark left the fireplace and light upon the thatch of the house. It arose up in one fire and soon burned the house to the ground and also burned some money left in the house.
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2019-01-19 21:03
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Another time the man of the house was away fishing and there was no one about the house only the woman of the house and a few children. One night after they
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2019-01-19 21:01
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1. Ubhaillín buí báidhte i lár na tuinne báine?
An t-im sa meadar.
2. Chuireas slat aréir agus is aoirde é ná an t-aer inniú?
An datach.
3. Tháinig sé isteach ar gualannaibh daoine agus chuaidh sé amach mar snáithín síoda?
Móin.
4. Cím é agus n'fheicim é, cím i dtor cuileann é, siúlann sé an bán agus an drúcht ní bhriseann é?
Scath duine.
5. Lán páirce de gamhna báine agus
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2019-01-19 21:01
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Some years ago there was great herring fishing going on in Bundrous and the Inver men went there with their boats to do some fishing and they came home every morning with boats loaded. Two of the men filled their boats too much and they were sinking according as they were coming along. It was said that they were shouting for help to other boat men but they did not hear them and the boat sunk and the men were lost.
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2019-01-19 21:00
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39. Féuch shuas mo chomh aois. Mo mhéur.
40. Céurd a bhíonns ag siubhal le cárr nach bfeiceann tú. Torann an cháirr.
41. Coisiní fada, ceathramhnaí cáma agus cloigeann gan aon t suil. Tlú.
42. Cailleach dubh agus is fada an lá í amuigh. Cruach mhona.
43. Tobairín fior uisge i lár an bhaile, guaillí iarainn agus boltaí maide.
Caig fuisge.
44. Tá suil ann acht ní fheiceann sé.
Fata no Snáthad.
45. Teachin beag agam agus é lán le feól duine. Méaracán.
46. Fear ag innseacht mo sgéil agus e gan feith gan fuil. Litir.
47. Cé'n áit a bfuil lámh ar muigín?
Taobh amuigh.
48. Béal mór nach ndunann agus trí chosa nach siubhlann. Pota.
49. Cén rud a fhásanns sios i gcomhnuidhe 'n'áit fás suas. Diorball bó.
50. Chomh cruinn le liathróid agus chomh fada le míle crann. Ceirtlín snáth.
51. Bean úasal ag sguabadh an chaisleáin gan craobh gan sguab.
An gaoth.
52. Tá cor i dhiorball na muice agus bain ainm fir as sin. Cormac.
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2019-01-19 20:54
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10. When the crane flies up the river in the summer it is a (sigh) sign of good weather and if he flies down the river it is a sign of bad weather.
11. When the robin, blackbird, and thrush sing merily morning and evening in the (Sunn) Summer the people say that will be a term of good weather and if they keep silent there will be a storm.
12. In the summer time when the cows go up the hill in the evening there e will be a storm and (in) when they come down the good weather would continue
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2019-01-19 20:53
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Naomh Pádraig that bhrágaid agus gur díol sé go maith as an dinnéir. Dúirt sé go dtabharfadh sé féin isteach é nuair bheadh sé ag casadh. Mharbhuigh sé madra agus bheirigh sé é agus thug sé do Naomh Pádraig é. Nuair a chuireadh an feoil ar an mbórd dhein an naomh fíoghar na croise uirthi agus léim an madra anuas den mbórd. D'imigh Naomh Pádraig ansan agus fuair Ailpín bás agus thug sé céad bliain amuigh ar an sliabh i na mharda agus é ag glamghail gach aon oíche.
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2019-01-19 20:45
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that is approaching because it is the sun shining and its rain that causes the rainbow.
6. If it is raining and getting very stormy when the New moon appears it is said that the storm will last until the moon disappears.
7. If great wind rises it is that it will not (ceas) cease until we have a great storm first.
8. In the winter time when the air and wind becomes very cold the old people say that it will soon snow or froze because it is cold anough to do anything.
9. When the lark soars high in the air in the summer that there will be good weather and if he flies low there will be a storm
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2019-01-19 20:37
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28. Tá sí thóir is tá sí thiar is tá sí i ngháirdiní Bhlá Cliath, is mo a ghreim na greim chapaill is ní bhlaisfeadh sí go aon bhídh. Speal
29. Dhá bhó bhuidhe ar cnocán gaoithe, ceann san oidhce is ceann sa ló.
no
Dhá bhó bhuidhe ag ceann an tighe ceann sa lo is ceann san oidhce
Grian agus Gealach.
30. Cé mhéud cos ar ocht (ucht) muilt.
Dhá chois.
31. Cén mí is lugha a ghníonn mna cainnt:- Feabhra.
32. Siud trí an sáile é fear áilne na gréine, fear an chóitín deirg is snáth dearg in a léine. Gliommach.
33. Siud agam trid an sruth é, fear na gcos caol agus sé mo thruaigh nach bfeadaim rith uaidh. - An bás.
34. Fear beag 'na sheasamh ar chlaidhe, itheann sé gach a bfághann sé acht ní ólann sé uisge. Teine.
35. Céurd é an chuid is aoirde de'n bhó? A géim.
36. Pighinn, Piginn, Dhá phighinn. Pighinn go leith agus leithphighinn. = Sé phighinne.
37. Sí an rud is mo san domhan í agus ní mhaireann sí acht mí. Gealach.
38. Lán páirce do bheithidhigh bána agus bó mór dearg istigh 'na lár.
Do theanga agus do fiacla.
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2019-01-19 20:36
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1. When there are black clouds floating over the sky it is said that a storm would follow.
2. When an Aurora appears in sky at night it is a sign of heavy rain and storm.
3. When there are crowds of stars in the sky at night and they twinkling quickly and sharp it is a sign that there will be heavy frost that night.
4. In the winter time when the sun hides behind clouds and again shines very brightly and very warm the old people say that it is boiling another shower which would be shortly at us.
5. When a rainbow appears in the sky the people say that it is rain
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2019-01-19 19:56
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II; Hair - Colour.
Very Dark Dark Fair Red
16 42 38 8
12; Eye - Colour
Brown 12. Blue 92.

8;
Delaney 10. Maher 7. Heffernan 1.
Dooleys 9. Brophy 5. Healy 1.
Colliers 8. Seymour 5. Thompson 1.
Scully 8. Culleton 4 Higgins 1.
Leahy 7. Kilmartin 3. Hanlon 1.
Bergin 6. Galvin 4. Gleeson 1.
Dunphy 5. Moore 3. Dunne 1.
Sydes 2. Lyons 3.
Lynam 2. Cole 2.
Sheeran 2. Ashe 2.
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2019-01-19 19:55
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II; Hair - Colour.
Very Dark Dark Fair Red
16 42 38 8
12; Eye - Colour
8;
Delaney 10. Maher 7. Heffernan 1.
Dooleys 9. Brophy 5. Healy 1.
Colliers 8. Seymour 5. Thompson 1.
Scully 8. Culleton 4 Higgins 1.
Leahy 7. Kilmartin 3. Hanlon 1.
Bergin 6. Galvin 4. Gleeson 1.
Dunphy 5. Moore 3. Dunne 1.
Sydes 2. Lyons 3.
Lynam 2. Cole 2.
Sheeran 2. Ashe 2.
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2019-01-19 19:46
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Nuair a bhí Naohm Pádraig ag dul trí na Comairigh chuaidh sé isteach go dtí bean bocht fé dhéin rud éigint le n-ithe. Thug sí dinnéir breá dó agus nuair a bhí sé ag imeacht díol sé go maith í.
Bhí págánach darbh ainm Ailpín ina cónaí san áit agus d'inis an bean dó gur ghaibh
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2019-01-19 19:43
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Situation: Lane heading into Dan the Buck's House on the Derry Road, opposite Mrs Whitford's entrance. A man, a relation of Dan the Doctor's was killed there.
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2019-01-19 19:41
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In Derrynasaora between the Stony Road and the Hand can be seen the ruins of Bolton's House. These were very bad on the people in their time.
Mias Bolton's Ghost was seen several times by Canon O'Shea then P.P Camross and a Costigan man who relatives still reside in Killeen Camross.
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2019-01-19 19:38
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Situation: Opposite Larsh Hill Gate, Between Coolrain and the Hand. A man killed there.
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2019-01-19 19:37
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The old road from Limerick to Dublin ran by the Monument Tree at the Big Delour Bridge. The relics of the Half- Way house can still be seen. The Position is half -way between Limerick and Dublin
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2019-01-19 19:33
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marbhuigh sé ana-chuid daoine. Aon duine ná labharfadh leis marbhóchadh sé é.
Bhí fear ag teacht abhaile ó Dúngarbhán déanach san oíche agus tháinigh an sprid amach as an dtigh. Labhair an fear leis an nómant dearg. "Is maith an rud gur labhair tú liom" arsa an sprid "nó bhí deire leat, ach nuair labhair tú déanfaidh mé fear saibhir díot".
Dúirt an sprid leis ansan go raibh sé na seirbhíseach ag duine mór. Thug an máistir leis oíche é le corcáin beag lán de ór agus chuireadar an corcán ag bun crainn.
D'iarr an maighistir air an corcán d'fhaireadh go dtugfadh sé that n-ais. Níor tháinigh an fear that n-ais ó shoin agus bhí an t-ór go léir ag an sprid. Thug sé don bhfear é agus ní fheacaidh aoinne an sprid ón oíche sin.
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2019-01-19 19:26
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D'ealug sí timceall an leasa. Do rug sí ar cléas cínn ar an b-púca agus do liúigh sí i n-árd a cínn agus a gutha. "Cuir chugam amach Seanac Seumas" "O!" ars an púca aon rud ar dhruim an domain, tabarfad-sa duit é acht fág agum Seanach Seumas"
"Seadh" ars an cailín cuir chugham amach:
Seacht g-céad bairrle d'airgead raolac
Seacht g-céad each ar dath a chéile
Seacht g-céad láir is a siorraig m-bán ngléigeal
Seacht g-céad ganndal is a annlán géanna
Seacht g-céad gabhair is a mionnáin in aonfeacht
Seacth g-cead cómhra d'ór na Gréige
agus mura bh-feadfá ian san a babhaird dom
Cuir cugham amac Seanas Seumas.
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2019-01-19 19:25
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D'ealug sí timceall an leasa. Do rug sí ar cléas cínn ar an b-púca agus do liúigh sí i n-árd a cínn agus a gutha. "Cuir chugam amach Seanac Seumas" "O!" ars an púca aon rud ar dhruim an domain, tabarfad-sa duit é acht fág agum Seanach Seumas"
"Seadh" ars an cailín cuir chugham amach:
Seacht g-céad bairrle d'airgead raolac
Seacht g-cead each ar dath a chéile
Seacht g-céad láir is a siorraig m-bán ngléigeal
Seacht g-céad ganndal is a annlán géanna
Seacht g-céad gabhair is a mionnáin in aonfeacht
Seacth g-cead cómhra d'ór na Gréige
agus mura bh-feadfá ian san a babhaird dom
Cuir cugham amac Seanas Seumas.
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2019-01-19 19:22
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Fadó bhíodh sprid ins an Sean Pbobal agus
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2019-01-19 19:21
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Nuair a bhí Crota Ropaire daortha chun a chrocta d'fiafraigh sé aoinne ann ó Com Seanghán. Níor d'fhreagair aoinne mar bhí eagla acu aon bhaint a bheith acu leis. Dúirt sé ansan go raibh cloc mhór ag Com Seangán agus go raibh ór ann.
Bhí feirmeoir ag Com Seanghán uair agus bhí sé ana-bhocht. Bhíodh garsún aimsire aige ag tabhairt aire do caoire ar an gcnoc.
Chuaidh an garsún abhaile agus dúirt sé leis an bhfeirmeoir go bhfaca sé cloch mór ar an gcnoc.
An maidin ina dhiaidh sin chuaidh an bheirt acu amach agus theaspáin an garsún an cloch dó. D'imigh an garsún abhaile ansan agus ní fheadair éinne cad a thit amach ach bhí an feirmeoir ana-shaibhir as san amach.
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2019-01-19 19:13
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Do dhírig a mhuintir agus na cómharsain ar é lorg. Do chuarduigheadar dóigh agus an-dóigh do acht ná cuarduigheadar sin a raibh dá bhárr acu. Ní bh-fuaireadar tásc ná tuairisc air i ndeire bárr.
Dubhairt sean-bhean a bhiodh [?] na go bh-feacaidh sí i d-teannta an s-Sluagh-sidhe é agus annsan níor loirgeadar a thuille do.
Lá áirighthe dá raibh sean-duine ag aoidhreacht na m-bó le hais leasa, do shéid an gaoth leitir amach as an lios chuige. Do thóg sé an leitir agus léigh sé í. Ó Sheanac Sheumais do bhí sí. D'innis sé conus é fhuascailt ós na púcaí. Dubhairt sé go d-tagadh an bean-sídhe amach as an lios gach aon maidin roimh eirghe gréine ag cioradh a cínn, agus dá n-éúluigheadh aoinne taobh thiar di agus breith a cléas cínn uirthi, agus a rád leí Seanach Seumas a chur amach, agus go g-caithgeadh sí san a dheunamh, acht gan teacht ar a h-aghaidh amach mar go millfeadh sí an saoghal le na dhá súil. Má seadh ní raibh de mhisneach ag aoinne é triall, acht i ndeire bárra bhí óinseach cailín ann. "Triallfad-sa é" ar sise.
Ar maidin amáireach do dhein chomh maith Amach leí le teacht an lae, d'fhair sí an lios cun do d-táinig an púca amach ag cíoradh a cínn
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an bean a bhí ag imeacht leis an slua go raibh péire deas stocaí air agus go raibh sé leis na daoine go léir. Chuaidh an bean abhaile agus bhí sí ana-shásta.
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Bhí cailín amuigh sa sliabh fadó agus thit a codladh uirthi. Nuair a bhí sí ina codladh chuaidh airc luachra siar ina scórnach.
Chuaidh sí abhaile agus d'inis sí do n-a mháthair cad a thit amach. Bhí an bean bocht trí na chéile agus chuaidh sí go dtí an sean draoi a bhí amuigh sa sliabh agus dúirt sé leí tobán bainne úr a fháil agus an cailín a chuir isteach ann agus go dtiochfaidh an airt luachra amach. Dhein sí é sin agus nuair a bhí an cailín leath-uair ins an tobán tháinigh an airt luachra amach agus bhí míle púint casta timpeall air.
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Nuair a bhí Naomh Pádraig in Éieinn fadó bhí an-ghrá ag na págáinigh air.
Aon lá amháin fuiar sé cuireadh mar ó dhead chun dinnéar ó ceann des na págáinigh. Bhí madra mór fiadhain ag na bpágánaigh a bhí istigh sa tigh agus ná fuair aon greim bia le fada roimhe sin agus bhí sé ceapaithe an madra a scaoileadh amach ar Naomh Pádraig nuair a bhíodh sé ag dul isteach. An uair sin bhíodh gruaig ag seasamh ináirde ar ghruaig na madraí go léir agus nuair a tháinigh Naomh Pádraig scaoileadh amach an madra agus rith sé go dtí Naomh Pádraig agus leag Naomh Pádraig a lámh ar a drom agus chimil sé é agus ón lá san go dtí inniu tá an gruaig ag luí ar na madraí.
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nice, stiff fronted white shirt for her husband's wear on Sunday.
Spinning-wheels are fairly numerous in this locality. There are about six houses within a radius of two miles round Leitrim village in which wool is spun. After the woman of the house spins the home-grown wool she dyes the thread any colour she likes. Suitable dyes are sold in the local shops. This home-made thread or "worsted," is then knit by the mother or daughters into socks, stockings, jumpers, jerseys, tam-o'-shanters or scarves.
For his work the tailor needs the following equipment. Needles, coarse and fine; a large scissors or shears, also a smaller one, a measuring tape, a thimble, chalk, white and coloured, reels of sewing-cotton: his "goose," or large smoothing iron, a board for inserting in the garment on which he is engaged, a sewing-machine; cards of buttons. If he stocks the cloth for his customers' convenience he will have all the "trimmings' such as materials for linings, pockets, strappings of breeches, and the like, in stock also.
Special types of clothes are worn on certain occasions, such as funerals, weddings, picnics, sports, feises, at Confirmation and other Church ceremonies. For mourning, or sorrowful occasions black or dark-coloured clothes are worn. For weddings, white or bright colours are chosen. For Church ceremonies,
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flannel is still very much worn by the men in the Gaedealtact. Their white flannel coats are known as "bawneens."
Before making the suit the tailor takes the customer's measurements with his tape. He then cuts out the cloth and proceeds to sew it together. The first sewing is done with very long stitching called "tacking," or "basting." Then the suit is fitted on, and the alterations are marked with crosses of chalk at the the defective or ill-fitting parts. When country tailors start sewing they like to sit cross-legged on a table, first taking off their shoes but retaining their socks. To hold the material in position for sewing, the tailor uses his "board." This is a smooth piece of wood, about thirty inches long, six inches side and about three-quarter of an inch in thickness. The cloth is placed in position round this board, just like pulling on a glove.
About one hundred years ago Leitrim County was famous for flax-growing. This home-grown flax was scutched and worked at in the homes, and excellent linen was thus obtained. When this brown linen cloth had been well bleached it became snow-white. The woman of the house then made shirts, chemises and under-clothing for the whole family. She also made sheets and table-cloths. Every good house-keeper in those far-off days, tried to have a
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Name of Pupil:- Mary Ryan,
Address:- Leitrim, Co. Leitrim
Clothes Made Locally.
There are three men's tailors in this locality, and three women's tailors, or dressmakers. There is not any men's tailor in Leitrim Village today. Formerly there were two, but when these died a few years ago their sons did not carry on the tailoring. Today tailors work in their own homes. Sixty or seventy years ago this was not so.
Tailors in those days used to come to the house of their customers, and remain for a week or a fortnight, making suits for the whole family.
First the weaver came with his loom, and wove the wool into a coarse cloth called frieze. He also made flannel cloth from the wool. This home-made cloth was cut up and sewn by the tailor into clothes for the family. Home-made
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And to-night I watch the radiance with a grave religious fear,
Thanking Heaven that, though sundered, all are spared to us yet here.
Aged father, gentle mother, they may pass the portals soon,
One by one the rest will follow far beyond the stubble moon.
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Then with glee we gaily scampered to the the fields of rustling grain,
While the fair moon smiled upon us filled we many a rumbling wain;
Hearties for the song of labour echoing through nights stilly moon,
As we heaped the golden harvest 'neath the radiant stubble moon.
But alas! the parting hour came at last to each and all,
Now no more that happy home-group gathers at the twilight's fall;
Over ocean, near and far-land, they have gone like bees in June.
And from many a distant dwelling watch to-night the stubble moon.
Little sisters, fondly cherished not to matronhood have grown,
Each within a loving circle fills a sweet domestic throne.
Little brothers, brave in boyhood, now in manhood's fervid noon.
Here and there, with manly record, greet this Autumn's stubble moon.
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We were ten in bonny Breenagh twenty golden years ago,.
Five were boys and five were girls twenty happy years ago,
We together sang and sported, happy as the birds in June,
We together heaped the harvest 'neath the smiling stubble moon.
Kind old father, careful mother, o'er our labour watched the while,
Watched and prayed that sinful pleasures might their children ne'er beguile.
After prayers our elder brother put his violin in tune,
And we kept a merry vigil till arose the stubble moon.
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arouses them. When the door is opened the groom falls in a faint on the floor. Having sufficiently regained his senses he gives an account of his night's adventure.
The man of the house strongly advises the groom not to go any further, but to return home. This advice is acted on and by dawn of day Slevoyre is reached.
The mysterious dog is supposed to have appeared afterwards in Slevoyre, and for years later to have haunted the place. Herdsmen tell of his appearance. (People of the locality have a strong belief in supernatural appearances)
Brigid Parkinson, Slevoyre, Borrisokane. Aged 64. Farmer/ Native of district. Heard from Grandfather, about 50 years ago. He was then aged about 70. He was a native of the district.
July 24th 1934.
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challenge to them to come out and fight him. They let him pass. Often times he would get off his horse at Carrigahorig to walk the remaining part of the way home - another challenge to them to come and fight him.
One of the neighbouring gentry offended this man of war. Biggs, the offender, accepted the challenge to a duel, but later on thought better of the matter and refused to cross swords with Maunsell.
Years later when Maunsell died at Kiltormer news of his death was brought to Slevoyre. There was one groom who loved his master dearly, and when he heard the news he set out at once for Kiltormer in order to be the first in the district to see the dead master.
It was late in a summer's evening when he reached Portumna. A huge black dog appeared and walked beside the horse. The rider speeded his beast, still the dog kept pace with him. Before long man and horse were covered with the sweat of fear, but the trying journey was continued.
When a cross roads is reached the dog goes before the horse and rider; he stands in the middle of the road and gives forth a howl so human-like that the horrified groom takes the wrong turning for Kiltormer. He stops at the first house beside the road. He knocks; the people are in bed, but after a while the continued knocking
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Councillor Maunsell's son succeeded to the father's property in Slevoyre and Kiltormer. Unlike the father he was a bad, wicked man and a seducer.
He was daring and courageous, and ever ready to fight a duel. At nights when returning to Slevoyre from Kiltormer and passing by the houses of supposed Terries he would whistle the most beautifully fresh airs. This was a
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Maunsell wastes no time in going to Lord Limerick, who was his first cousin. The young man's pardon was granted, but there was a difficulty as he, at the time is on board ship at Cove, ready to sail away to his sorrowful destination.
Maunsell reached and boarded the ship in good time. He produced the Lord Lieutenant's pardon for the release of the widow's son. The captain of the ship announces to the young man that he is free to return to land.
"Hold on to my coat tail" the Councillor advised the young man "and keep your hold until we get off the ship".
This was the age of the cut-away coats with long tails. The prisoner did as he was directed, and by the time the shore was reached 47 other prisoners (sentenced for the same "crime") were clinging to the coat-tails of the Councillor. No one prevented their escape, knowing that a pardon was granted, and all got safely away.
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On one occasion a poor widow comes to Councillor Maunsell to make intercession before Lord Limerick for the release of her son who has been sentenced to transportation to Van Dieman's Land.
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Councillor Maunsell was landlord of Slevoyre, also of property in Kiltormer, Co. Galway. He is remembered as a good man and kind to his tenants.
One year, the harvest time had come very wet and the corn remained a long time stacked in the fields. One fine Sunday the parish priest appealed to the people to come and draw in the large harvest belonging to the Councillor. They came and gave generous help, unknown to the owner who was away from home for the day. The farmers appeared not alone to make this occasion for work but for enjoyment also.
On the first load of corn was a fiddler and on the last a piper making music for the people as they cleared the fields of the corn.
When the landlord arrived he was overjoyed and ordered a big supper for his loyal tenants. Messengers are sent to town for big orders of fresh meat, so that a night of jollity follows at the landlord's house.
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Bhí fear ann fadó agus sé an t-ainm a bhí air Seán Baréad. Bhí sé 'na chomhnaidhe leis féin i mbotháinín uaigneach in aice na farraige. Aon lá amháin bh sé th'réis teacht isteach ó'n gcladach agus é fliuch báidhte. Bhain sé dhó a chaipín agus thosuigh sé ag ithe a bhéilidhe. Is gearr 'na dhiaidh sin gur airigh sé torann ag teacht. D'eirigh sé de léim agus rug sé ar an ord. Tháinic an fear ag a' doras agus d'iarr sé cíos teallaigh. Ach sul d'a raibh an focal deireannach ráidhte aige buail Seán Baréad snaidhm de'n ord air, agus mharbhuigh sé é. Níor tháinic aon tighearna teallaigh amach ag iarraidh cíos teallaigh as sin amach.
"Bhí sé ann. Sgilling ar an deatach a bhí ag dul amach a' simléar" - Máire Ní Leainde, Ros a' Mhíl.
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Father Fitzgerald was succeeded by Father Kennedy as parish priest in Terryglass. A price of £100 was set on the priest's head, and a notice to this effect was posted up around the district. Whoever succeeded in the capture of the priest would receive this reward.
For safety sake Fr. Kennedy was rowed down
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the Shannon by a man named Hanny. Councillor Maunsell hearing this asked Hanny to bring the priest to him. Hanny went to do as he was bid, but the priest being cautious would not come. Being sent for secondly, and assured of safety Fr. Kennedy came to Slevoir.
On the following day Councillor Maunsell drove in his carriage to Nenagh with the priest beside him. At once the refugee was recognised, and before long those responsible for the offering of such a huge bribe put in an appearance. The Councillor claimed his £100 reward.
The men who sought the poor priest's life found themselves trapped; they stole quietly away. Fr. Kennedy was driven back in State to Slevoir, and after that the authorities looked no more for him.
Brigid Parkinson, Slevoir, Borrisokane - other items already given.
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If a newly made grave falls in another death will soon take place in the family.
If, when a grave is closed in, the mound flattens down soon after the burial this is also regarded as a sign of another death soon in the family.
Salt loaned should always be got back again.
Don't lend matches on Monday morning as your luck for the week is gone if you do.
It is wrong to pay out money on New Years day.
Turn back if the first person you see in the morning is a red haired person.
Don't go into a house empty handed on New Years Day.
When starting on a journey even though you may have forgotten something don't turn back - it is unlucky. Call on some person to go for you.
A Newly married couple should not return home from the Church by the same route they went there.
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A price of £100 was set on the priest's head, and a notice to this effect was posted up around the district. Whoever succeeded in the capture of the priest would receive this reward.
For safety sake Fr. Kennedy was rowed down
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Lá Bealtaine bíonn go leor pisreóga ag daoine.
Dhá n-eirightheá ar maidin roinnt moch Lá Bealtaine agus dhá dteightheá amach ar an t-sráid agus breathnughadh do thimcheall ní fheicfeá deatach as aon teach. Agus chuimhneá ort fhéin go mbíonn pisreóga ag daoine indiu gan teine a chur síos go bfheicfhe siad deatach as teach eile mar dhá thú an chéad dhuine a cuirfheadh síos teine agus deatach a bheith as an simléar ar an gcéad shimléar ar maidin dearfhadh na sean-daoine nach mbeadh an t'ádh ort an bhliain sin. Ní chuireann daoine amach aon luaith an lá sin acht an oiread.
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Mr Darcy. Ballinderry, Borrisokane aged about 50. Farmer. Native of Ballinderry and lived there.
William Brennan, the famous Rapparee captain, lived for some time in a cave in Kylanoe Wood, Borrisokane, carrying on the work of taking from the rich and giving to the poor.
He lived in a cave in the wood, but at last was captured and brought to Clonmel for execution. As he was on the scaffold he called out if there was anyone present from Drominagh. He then stated that a loot of gold was hidden at the Windy Gap of Drominagh, and that the hoof of a running horse could lay it bare.
(The same accounts of the above came from three or four different sources)
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The O'Kennedys established many castles in both Ormonds. In Terryglass parish is Drominagh Castle. There are others in Kilbarron, Lorrha, Eglish etc.
The names of these chiefs are remembered locally and often spoken of by some people with pride and admiration. Their wars with the Butlers of Nenagh are often recounted. Carrigahorig, Birr was then a famous battleground where O'Kennedys and O'Carroll severely defeated the Butlers.
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Mrs Margaret Rourke decd. 30 yrs told me that the old people used to say a road led direct from her place (Callystown or Calleaghstown) over through Tara to the palace of a queen who lived over in Connaught and on to the sea on the other side of Ireland.
They used to say that by crossing certain gaps and following bits of laneway here and there one could still follow the same route direct, meaning I suppose that these laneways were the remains of the original road. On Fieldstown about 6 miles to the west of Callystown a piece of paved road way has been discovered.
Some people think this is the road by which Maeve entered Ulster.
Mrs Rourke was born in Termonfeckin Parish - married at 18 or 20 and lived from that until her death in the adjoining parish of Clogherhead. She died at the age of 74 or 75. She got her information from an aunt , "Peggy Barney" a very old woman with whom she lived from she was married.
Mrs Rourke could neither read nor write but had a wonderful memory. A grand niece of Margaret Rourke lives in the home now.
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St Molaga's Church Bremore
Middle of 6th Century.
famous seat of piety and learning.
Founder native of Co. Cork
In early days of faith - St Cuimmin
the tall and St Cumdan Mac de Chearda were passing by Ahercross between Mitchelstown and Kildorrery. They saw an old couple sowing flax. No children but were satisfied with God's will.
The sowers were Dubligh and Moncholla.
Saints promised them a son. (St Molaga)
They became young (a miracle).
King of Fermoy (Cuanna) brought them to his palace. Crowds came to see the miracle.

St. Molaga performed miracles. He established a religious house at home and then went to Ulster, North Britain and Wales.
Returned and settled in FINGAL.
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About three miles from Ballylanders in (in County Limerick) Leaba Molaga is situated, where St Molaga is supposed to be buried.
About five miles North East of this there are old ruins of a monastery. *A vault supposed to be the Saints resting place is there also. It has an opening or a space which would a person and anyone suffering from any disease is supposed to be cured if he goes in and lies down in this!!!
This too is a graveyard

The above was related to me by a woman.

Mary Mounce
Colelge Road
Fermoy

*Near the above mentioned place there were four pillars standing in the shape of a square (one of them has fallen and is now sunk into the ground) these were supposed to be four robbers who turned into pillars when they were caught. My grandmother saw lights coming out of these pillars.
(Mary Mounce)
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Féil Bríghide

Féil' Bríghide bricne(?)
Bain an chluas dé'n tuirtín
Bain an greim de'n phaiteóig
A's tabhair a sháit do'n dáiltín
Sin rann beag a bhíodh ag na sean daoine fa Féíl' Bríghide.

An oidhche roimh an fheártu (Eanair 31adh) ghnídhthear na crosannai. Gheibh duine eigin teacht beairtín feoga agus bheireann siad iad isteach ins toighe - Cuirtear i leath-taoibh iad go dtí go mbíonn an suipear réidh tuairim an h-ocht o' chlog na mar sin.
Nuair atá an teaglach uilig 'na suidhé thart fán tábla, téidheann cailín amach, má tá Bríghid sa teach ise a rachas amach, agus bheir sí na feoga léithi. Buaileann sí an doras agus deireann sí na focla seo.
Gabhaigidh ar mar nglúnaibh
Fosgailigidh mor súla
Agus leigigidh isteach Brígidh

Déanfaidh a bhuil astuigh mar freagair
Sé beatha, Sé beatha Sé beatha
Deireann an méid seo trí h-uaire

Tigeann an cailín asteach annsin agus fágann sí na feoga faoín tábla go mbíonn an suipear thart.
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Nuair a bhéas an chistineach réidhtighthe, suidheann gach duine thart agus caithfidh gach uile duine cros a déanadh. Corr uair ghnidhthear na crosannaí le cochan.
Lá thar na bhárach chraitheann bean an toighe uisge coisreaca orthú agus cuirtear in áirde iad ins an teach agus ins an bhoitheach.
Bíonn an brat Bríghde aca fosta, giota beag líneadach. Fágtar amuigh an oidhche sin é.
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drop of blood a well was formed which is known as "St Mogue's Well", and which is to be seen to the present day.
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The Boys in Gold and Blue
'Twas in Croke Park in
Dublin town
On the brilliant sward
so green,
Those fifty - thousand
Irishmen.
Will ne'er forget the scene,
When the gallant Gaels
of Kerry, that ne'er a
conqueror knew,
Lined up to save their
title brave,
From our boys in Gold
and Blue.
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The champions from the
Kingdom. long held the
Gaelic sway,
They never found our island
round.
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Their equals in the fray,
But mark old Wexford's
furious charge,
Their line it pierces
through,
Ah Kerrymen you've met
your peer's,
The boys in Gold and
Blue.
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Now Captain Sean O Kennedy
Our hopes lie all with
you,
In Innisfail there's not
a Gael, more manly
staunch or true,
To lead the fray and gain
the day,
For Wexford win renown,
With dash and speed to
give the lead,
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Thier equals in the fray,
But mark old Wexford's
furious charge,
Their line it pierces
through,
Ah Kerrymen you've met
your peer's,
The boys in Gold and
Blue.
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Now Captain Sean O Kennedy
Our hopes lie all with
you,
In Innisfail there's not
a Gael, more manly
staunch or true,
To lead the fray and gain
the day,
For Wexford win renown,
With dash and speed to
give the lead,
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And take the Kingdom
down.
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Now God be praised, we've men
like these,
The thought our proud
soul fills,
They're worthy sons of
those who died,
For freedom on our hills,
God bless the men of
Wexford.
God bless the women
too,
And keep them to the
Motherland
In joy and sorrow true.
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Hurray for Gorey and for
Ross,
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And bold Bunclody too
And Tarin ' Tom from
ballyhogue
So quick to dare and
do,
And Wexford town of
old renown,
We'll shout it on the
breeze,
And one cheer more we'll
give a score
For the dauntless
Rapparees!
Now boys of Wexford, mark
your men,
Strive hard and hold
your ground,
The Kingdoms ' sons are
sturdy Gaels,
by victory twiced crowned
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But see brave Paddy
Mackey
Carreering down the lines,
While cheers from the fifty
thousand throats
Ring for the Geraldines.
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Martin Howlett and Tom
Mernagh
Where could we see their
peers,
The story of their wondrous
fight
Will echo down the
years,
Rich Reynolds and Gus
Kennedy,
They boldly led the van,
They met the Kerry veterans
And beat them man
for man.
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Frank Furlong and Tom
Murphy,
Were speedy, sure and keen
Right Violently they beat
their men,
The boys in Gold and
green,
Jem Byrnes name 'mong
Gaelic hosts,
Will fadelessly endure
Ah! Wexford still has
dashing sons
To keep her fame
secure!
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And what about our own
full - back
Sure boys till life is
fled,
We'll treasure in our
memories,
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They play of gallant Ned,
And Black and Wall and
Aidan Doyle,
The Kerry back's burst
through,
And the green flag's waving
once again
For the boys in Gold
and Blue.
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The champions, from the
Kingdom,
Come on with vim
and verve,
Their backs send on
the leather fast
Their forwards charge
and swerve,
But in the Goal reliant
grand,
he sends them back
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Hurrah,
And there or here he
knows no fear,
The gallant Tom McGrath
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Long may their Glory
brightly shine,
In story and in song
Long may their prowess
be upheld,
Our champions true
and strong,
To Wexford's name, they
've added fame
We'll sing their praise
anew,
Who won all Ireland
honours
The boys in Gold
and Blue!
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Wexford won the all Ireland Football championship four year in succession 1915 '16 '17 '18.
In the first going off, Kerry beat Wexford two years in succession, but they did not lose heart. They kept on until they made their record. My father was "the gallant Tom McGrath."
This was written by a Wexford man of renoun at home and abroad.
Bob Brennan.
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the liquid. This is now a kind of pulp. Put the boiled mashed potatoes, pulp and a handful of flour together in a dish and knead thoroughly. Fry on the pan in bacon fat
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To make Boxty bread you require boiled potatoes and raw potatoes and a handful of flour.
Peel the raw potatoes and grate them as you would grate nutmeg, put into a cloth and squeeze to remove
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"Sowens" : -
In olden times the people used to steep oaten meal in water and leave it for some time. Then they stirred it and put it through a sieve. The juice that came through was a whitish colour, this they used with porridge when milk was scarce in winter.
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Pipes
There was a man named Murphy, who had an old shed where Flynn's shop is now situated and he used to make pipes out of clay, and his shed was called "the Clay Pipe Factory."
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Ships.
Long ago there was a big place called "The Dock Yard" situated where the Bacon Factory is now and there was old men working there making ships.
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Long ago there was a place named Jeffares situated where the Munster and Leinster Bank now stands, and he used to buy the tallow from the butchers, and melt it, and then he used to dip a wick down into the boiling tallow and put it into a cool place to harden.
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Nails.
There was a house in Common Quay Street, and Spencers were the name of the people who lived there, and they used to buy scrap iron and melt it; and they made nails out of it.
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drop of lood a well was formed which is known as "St Mogue's Well", and which is to be seen to the present day.
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hide the mark

Cotter's Den :-
This is situated in Killane. It is called this because a giant named Cotter used to sit there. He had a chair made of stone on which he used to sit, and the mark of his feet are still to be seen in the rock. He also used to steal the farmers' cattle and other stock and hide them in the den.
St Mogues Well :-
This is to be seen in the town of Ferns. There was a statue of Saint Mogue here, and a protestant man went to knock it down but the first blow he gave it a drop of blood fell from the saint's nose, and from this
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Bloody Bridge
Is situated in the parish of Enniscorthy. It is called Bloody Bridge, because a priest was killed there, by a protestant man by the name of Archi Sly, about sixty years ago, when coming from a sick call on horse-back. The blood is on the bridge to the present day, but before the priest died he said to the man "I will put a mark on you for life."
He did so, by striking him on the head with his whip. Archi Sly bore the mark of the whip to the day of his death. 'Tis many a time I saw him my-self, with his hat pulled well over his forehead to try and
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Dead Man's Field
There is a field in Coolcots acout a half a mile from the town called "The Dead Man's" Field, because there are some '98 men buried there.

Bramble hall
Bramble hall is situated on Newtown road about a mile and a half from the town. It is called Bramble hall because only rambles grew there.
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Garry Cleary
Garry Cleary is situated above Kyle a man lived there called Garry Cleary and the place was called after him.
Told to me by_
Mr G Smith,
Kilpatrick,
Kyle.
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holy and learned St David
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The Money Field
In the olden times we have heard of people, who dug for money at night.
This is an old story I am going to tell you now, of a field on a certain road in Wexford, called the "Money Field."
Years ago people came to dig for money, at the dead of night in this field, but as they came near the flag stone which the money was under, something would prevent them from digging any further. Perhaps a very large black dog would appear or some other kind of ghost, as the legend runs. Other people in the neighbourhood, heard of these men searching for money night after night, so they planned among themselves to give them a terrible fright.
One night, they got an axle and two wheels of an old cart, and let them down from the top of the
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field, at top speed. They rolled them down along the hole in which the men were busy at work, and away down to the ditch. The men that were digging had no time to see what it was, so they took up their picks and shovels and got home with their lives and never went near "The Money Field" any more after their fright.
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The Devils Tree
There is a tree in the centre of a field in Carrig called the "Devils Tree" as there was a large ball of fire seen under it, so it was called "The Devils Tree" ever since.
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The Altar
The Altar is situated on the banks of the Slaney above Killurin. It is a rock jutting out, where the priests said mass in the penal days.
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Rows.
If you put a pair of shoes on the table it is the sign of a row.
Veronica Doyle.
If two knives cross each other it is the sign of a row.
Kitty O Leary.
To spill salt is the sign of a row.
Hilda Quirke.
If your nose is itching it is the sign of a row
Stella Bridges
If a spoon falls from the table it is the sign of a row.
Maire Whelan
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If the fire lights to one side it is either the sign of a row, or a stranger coming to the house.
Molly O Carroll.
If you spill milk it is the sign of a row
Jenny Brien.
To let a clock fall is the sign of a row.
Kathleen Barron.
If your elbow is itchy, it is the sign of a row.
Anna Mc Grath
If two forks fall off the table together and hit each other while falling it is the sign of a row.
Kathleen O Brien.
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If you spill matches, it is the sign of a row
Breda Broaders.
If the fire, though being attended to goes black out in the middle of the day,
Maura Compton.
If you let two gloves fall it is the sign of a row.
Mary Kinsella.
If you spill tea it is the sign of a row.
Peggy Bailey.
If you light two candles in the same room, it is the sign of a row.
Kathleen Kinsella.
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If someone bends a pin, it is the sign of a row
Statia Cullen.
If two people wash themselves in the same water it is the sign of a row.
Mary Brien.
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If thirteen sit down to table together it is unlucky.
Kitty O Leary.
If you look into a mirror after 7 o clock you will be unlucky.
Marie Whelan.
If you throw water out after dark it is unlucky.
Kathleen O Brien.
If you sweep the dirt out, when sweeping a floor it is unlucky.
Veronica Doyle.
If a caul which a baby sometimes has at birth is lost that child will be very unlucky.
Breda Broaders.
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If you meet a red - haired woman early in the morning you will have bad luck during the day.
Chrissie Somers.
If you burn holly before Twelfth Day, you will have bad luck.
Bridie Lawlor.
If you saw one magpie.
Breda Hurley.
To meet a red - haired woman first thing on New Year's morning means you will be unlucky during the year.
Stasia Cullen.
If a frog comes into the house it is very unlucky.
Gertie Boyle.
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have bad luck.
Maire Connolly.
If you meet a man with a black and white waistcoat on it is very unlucky
Kathleen Barron.
If a woman cuts a baby's nails before he is one year old, it will have bad luck every day of it's life.
Hilda Quirke.
If a man goes out in a boat on St Stephens' night he will be unlucky during the year.
Stella Bridges.
If you bring holly into the house before Xmas it is unlucky.
Breda Fogarthy.
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To bring snowdrops into a house.
Jenny Brien.
He who hurts robin or wren,
Shall never prosper boy or man.
Kitty O Leary.
It is unlucky to wear green
The Rhyme says
"Wear green wear black."
Anna Mc Grath.
To bring May into a house is unlucky.
Maria Compton.
To light three cigarettes with one match is unlucky.
Kathleen Kinsella.
If you look through the window at the moon when it is new you'll
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Bad Luck
To open an umberella indoors
To spill coal is very unlucky
Kathleen O Brien.
If you break a mirror you have seven years bad luck,
Peggy Bailey.
To bring less than fifteen primroses into a house is unlucky.
Breda Broaders.
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On May eve a gad of the rowan tree was tied around the churn dash and kept there until May morning when it was taken off and burned in the first fire lighted that morning. This was supposed to be a preventive against 'taking the butter.'
When the butter was 'taken' it was very difficult to recover it. Several means were adopted the following being the most effective. With the colter of the plough a circle was described on the floor near the ktichen fire. The churn was placed within this circle and it contained milk stolen from those who were supposed to be "taking the butter." the milk was milked from the cows during the night. One end of the colter was placed in the fire and the other end rested under the churn.Then when all doors, windows, crevices and even the chimney itself were closed and secured the churning commenced. Some prayers or rhymes were recited and after a short space of time if the proper milk was in the churn all the butter stolen previously would float on top of the milk. One person who took the butter was supposed to come to the door whilst the churning was in progress, but on no account could the door be opened or could the person outside be spoken to: should this happen the power of the charm was broken and all had to be started over again.
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you must pick it up for good luck.
To meet a white horse on St. Stephens day means you will have luck all during the year.
If you go through a bog at night and turn your coat inside out it is very lucky.
Kitty O'Leary, Molly OCarroll.
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Good Luck.
Pick up coal, and keep it.
See a white horse + tip your heel.
Pick up a pin.
See a black cat.
See a robin.
See two magpies.
Find a horse - shoe
Dream about friendly dogs.
To see the new moon outside the house.
To meet a flock of sheep on a journey is a sure sign of good luck.
To turn one's clothes inside out by mistake, you must never change them again, because you change your luck.
To wear two odd stockings
To meet three white horses together
If you see a white stone on the road.
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'May-day'
1. The people used to gather 'May flowers' and scatter them in front of the doors and windows.
2. The people used not borrow or lend (especially iron articles).
3. They used not light a fire without first sprinkling salt on the "Ádhbhar Teine"
4. The kept the "sweepings" of floors inside the house on that day
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I.
If anyone was out after sun-set on May Eve they were liable to get "a fairy stroke" while in bed that night.
II.
If anyone came to a house for milk on May Day especially one who was known have plenty milk at home, it was thought they oculd take away the luck of the produce of the milk by charm
III.
If butter was given away on May Day, she who gave it could make no butter that year even if she were churning from dawn till dark
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St. Molaga's Church Bremore.
In the middle of the sixth century there was a famous seat of piety and learning here. The founder was a native of Co. Cork. In the early days of Faith, St Cuimmin, the tall, and St. Cumdon Mac de Chearde were passing by Abbercross, between Mitchelstown, and Kildorrery. They saw an old couple sowing flax. They had no children but they were satisfied with Gods will. The sowers were Dubligh, and Monchela. The Saints promised them a son, and this son afterwards became St. Molaga. They became young, and this was a miracle. The King of Fermoy, whose name was Cuanne, brought them to his palace. Crowds came to see the miracle. St Molaga preformed Miracles, He established a religious house at home, and then went to Ulster, North Britain. He returned and settled in Fingal. He cured one of the Lords of the soil of a dangerous disease, and got the site of Bremore that is near the sea about two miles from here.
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Annsin geibheadh sé cliabh agus cuireadh sé lán glaice de chocán scaithte agus dlaideóg de fheagha ann agus a’ca’n dhuine bal do a chirteach. Dhfágadh sé amuigh ag an dorus é go h-am luighe. Tamall beag roimhe am luighe theigheadh duine dé’n teaglach amach agus deareadh sé “Gabhaigidh ar bhur ngluanaibh, fosglaighigh bhur súile agus leigigidh isteach Bhrighid.” Bheireadh ceann-urraidh an toighe freagar “Sé bheatha, sé bheatha” Deireadh an duine amuigh “Gabhaigidh ar bhur ngluanaibh, fosglaigidh bhur súile agus leigigidh isteach Brigid.” Deireadh an fear astoigh, Sé bheatha (Sé bheatha, Sé bheatha). na mná uaisle. Bheireadh an fear amuigh an cliabh isteach agus choisricthí an cocán agus a rabh sa chliabh. Annsin dhéanthaí crosannaí dé’n chocán lá (amh) thar na noirthear chuirthí cros suas in a’ca’n seomhra sa teach agus ins an bhoitheach.
Deirtear má bhíonn bratach Bhrighdhe ar dhuine nach dtig taisme nó tubaiste ar duine ar bith agus nach mbáidhtear an dhuine ach oiread.
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‘Oidhche fhéile brighde nó oidhche chinn féile.’
Oidhche fhéile brighde an ceann de na h-hoidhceanna is deise atá againn. Tá gnás fá leith ag baint leis an oidhche seo thar oidhche ar bith eile sa bhliadhain. I bhfad ó shoin bhíodh na daoine na dtrosgadh ó’n dó dheug. Bhíodh an brúightín réidh ag dhul ó sholus dó agus sula dtoiseoidh an dhuine ar a shuipeár dearadh ceann-urraidh an toighe. “Míle altugadh do Dhia ar son na gcúig n-arán agus an dá iasg ar na cúig mile do roinn Dia, a roinn a [?] roinn go dtaruidh chugainn ar gcuid agus ar gcomh roinn.”
Annsin díosadh a’ca’n dhuine a shuipeár agus bheireadh ceann-urraidh an-toighe buidheacas do Dhia.
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Fadó i nEirinn cuaid na daoine amach Oidhche 'le Brighide. Baineadar luachra agus cuireadar lasmuigh de'n tig é. Annsan cuaidh fear an tighe amach agus shiubhal sé uair amhain timcheall an tighe. Thóg sé na luacra de'n talamh agus núair a tháinig sé chun an dorais cuaidh na daoine laistigh ar a nglúainibh agus dubhradh paidreacha ag iarradh coimirche Brighide ar an dtigh agus ar a raibh ann.

Fuaireas an cúntas so ó m'athair
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end of the bridge when it disapeared in a flash. It was often seen at twelve o'clock in the night long ago.
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One night Mr. Byrne and another man from Inistioge were coming from Walsh's the shoe makers in Inistioge when they saw a black dog as big as a calf. It began to bark. Then it walked away down the street by Mr. Furlong's shop. They went after it and followed it to the
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In the North of the world a long time ago all the ground was covered with ice and snow. The sun had not shone for months. Soon the people began to complain of the cold. Then a sickness broke out and many of them died. There was one however who did not complain. This was the king's daughter, the little princess Heart Ease. She used to visit the sick. She did not visit them this day, she lay in her own bed sick. "She will die" cried the by standers.
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The Gobán Saor was a famous tradesman in Ireland long ago. It is said that when he was a young man he was a very bad tradesman and the fairies edged his tools and from that out he was famous. When ever a castle was to be built he was sent for. Once a foreign lord sent for him and planned to murder him when he had it finished so as he would have the finest castle on earth. One of the Lords servants told the Gobán Saor the lord was going to
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In the North of the world a long time ago all the ground was covered with ice and snow. The sun had not shone for months. Soon the people began to complain of the cold. Then a sickness broke out and many of them died. There was one however who did not complain. This was the king's daughter, the little princess Heart Ease. She used to visit the sick. She did not visit them this day, she lay in her own bed sick. "She will die" cried the by standers.
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We have a churn at home. It is four feet high. It is a foot wide at the bottom. The sides are round. It is two years old. The various parts are the churn-dash and the handle. The butter is made once in the winter and twice in the Summer a week. My Mother does the churning. The churning is done by hand. The churn-dash goes round. The bell is ringing when the butter is not there and when the butter is made it stops. The butter milk is sold for one penny a gallon and some give it for nothing. It is used for making bread.
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2019-01-18 23:50
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We have a churn at home. It is about three feet high and about one foot wide. The body is round and the top is square. It is eight years old. The part you put in the churn when churning the cream is called the beaters. A handle for twisting the beaters is outside. We make the butter once a week in Summer. When making the butter the churn is first scalded. Then the cream is put in and the handle is twisted pretty slowly until the butter is made. The butter is then washed and salted. The buttermilk is used as a drink and for making bread.
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2019-01-18 23:47
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My Father have only a garden of half an acre. He sows half of it under potatoes. The amount never varies. My Father prepares the land. The ground is manured before being ploughed. The potatoes are sowed in drills. A plough is used to make the drills. Joseph Keeffe and Andrew Cottrell Kilmacshane sill use wooden ploughs. The spades are bought in shops. Any big potatoes are cut in halves for seed. During the Summer months the potatoes are scuffled to keep the weeds away. The names of the potatoes are - Presidents, Shamrocks, Queens, Champions Langworthies, and Aran Chiefs.
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They are ploughed out first. They are stored in pits. The best potatoes are - Presidents, Queens, shamrocks, Garden Fillers, Kerspinks, champions, Langworthies Leinster Wonders. The little potatoes are called skillans.
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2019-01-18 23:41
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My Father has a potato garden. He sows three quarters of an acre every year. Jack Neill prepares the land every year. the amount never varies. He ploughs the land first and next he harrows it. Then he make the drills. Then we sow the potatoes about nine inches apart. Then my Father spread artifical manure. Then he covers them with a plough. The neighbours help one another in the sowing and the picking of the potatoes. In the summer the potatoes are scuffled. Michael Kenndey of Oldcourt ploughs with a wooden plough. In Autumn the potatoes are picked from the earth.
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other in picking them. The potatoes are first ploughed out and then the people pick them after the plough. We store the potatoes in a house called, "the potato house". They remain good to the following July. The small potatoes are called "skilláns". The "Presidents" are the best all-round potatoes.
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2019-01-18 23:37
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We sow about an acre of potatoes every year. My Father prepares the land. Sometimes the land is manured before being tilled. The potatoes are sowed in drills in the fields and in ridges in the gardens. A plough is used in the field, and a spade in the garden. Sometimes the neighbours help one another in sowing them. When they come over the ground they are hoed and clay put to them. About a week later they receive a similar treatment. They are picked in September. The neighbours assist each
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2019-01-18 23:33
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out of a neighbouring house on May-day with his pipe lighted he is supposed to be taking all the people's luck away.
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The most harmful weeds on my ___ are:-
Thistle, dock, sorrel and bagwort.
Thistles grow on rich land.
Sorrel is a very bad weed, it makes the land poor and the soil need lime
Docks grow in all types of land.
Bagwort grows on strong land.
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2019-01-18 23:31
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make drills with the spade. When the flowers come out on the potatoes we weed each side of the drills. We dig the early potatoes about the 29th June. We pick them in buckets and bring them to the pit in a wooden wheelbarrow. One farmer help the other in picking the potatoes.
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2019-01-18 23:30
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We sow three quarters of an acre every year under potatoes. Some years the amount increases but it never decreases. The potatoes are first sown on the flat, and in the end of May we dig between them and take the weeds from between the rows of potatoes. Then we
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The most harmful weeds growing on our farm at home are:-
Pennyleaf is useful for ointment. Sponk is a very harmful weed. Skutch grass impoverishes the land and spreads rapidly. Dogroot is a harmful weed. Thistles grown on good land. Dandaloin is not a harmful weed. Creepers do not harm the soil but the spread every where.
Buttercups are not a bad weed.
Nettles ae a bad weed.
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saved people from epidemics, and even raised people from the dead. On one occasion he visited the dún of Cathal, King of Munster. Cathal’s wife had just died in childbirth and the saint was so touched at the grief of the king, that he prayed over the dead woman and brought her back to life.
We are told that though Cuana, the chieftain, was generous, he was also very vain and boastful and it was his rule never to refuse anything to anyone. It happened that once Cuana was demanded to give up all the goods of one district and he unjustly did so. Thereupon the people of the district were stripped of all they possessed, and all who resisted were put to death. Many fled and among those was a woman, whose son, then unborn, Molagga foretold, would one day avenge the wrong Cuana had done, and in time the prediction was fulfilled.
We are also told that St. Molagga visited St. David of Wales and received from him a wonderful bell, known in after years as Bobban Molagga. This bell is preserved in Fermoy.
On his return from Wales Molagga learned of the mortal illness of Cai, who was also a king of Munster. This Cai was burdened with
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Saint Molagga’s name is associated with two churches known as Molagga and Labbamolagga situated in the parish of Kildorrery, Co. Cork, Barony of Condons and Clongibbons. His fame is associated with a third church at Bawnanooneeney in the same parish.
We are told that St. Molagga was born of poor parents, born to them when they were very old - and that his birthplace was Shanballymore, Co. Cork. The birth of this child was regarded as something wonderful. The local chief Cuana heard of it. Cuana lived at his royal dún at Cloughleafin, Mitchelstown and he was renowned for his hospitality. To his dún the chief had Molagga brought and there the child grew up. Like the Precursor of old, it seemed that the child was, from his birth, destined for the religious state, and for such he was trained and instructed. We do not know where the training took place, nor by whom.
St. Molagga is next heard of as a head of a monastery which he had founded at Talach Min, better knowntoday as Bawnanooneeney, which is midway between LabbaMolagga and Molagga.
The saint was supposed to possess wonderful and even miraculous powers. He cured the sick,
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The ruins of two of Saint Molagga's churches are to be seen today while of the third church no trace remains.
Bawnanooneeny is the name of the townland on which the cill of Molagga was built. The cill site is on Mr. Blackbourne's farm. It is situated on the summit of a green hill which affords an extensive view of mountain and plain. This was the place where was preserved the remarkable relic of St. Molagga, known popularly as "St. Fanahan's Candlestick".
The 'religin' as the place is known locally is about half an acre in area and is surrounded by a circular earthwork of the type used in early times. The whole place is overgrown with bushes and was in use up to recently as a place of internment for unbaptised babies.
No trace whatsoever remains of the building so that we have no idea of the size or extent of the monastery that once stood there.
At Ahacross, better known as Molagga, is the second well known foundation of St. Molagga. The old Celtic name of the place implies that a high cross was set up by a ford here to mark a public road and crossing place of
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“rounds” for those visits. People simply went to the Well, said ten Paters, Aves and Glorias three times and after each set of prayers they took a drink of water from the Well. There were no memento of the visit left at the well.
Visits to the Well are unheard of today. The only times the existence of this Holy Well is brought to mind are on the occasions of funerals in the adjacent graveyard. On each occasion people (not many) pray at the Well and drink the water.
The Well water was supposed to be good for curing internal complaints, and also for external injuries. For the former it was drunk and for the latter it was rubbed to the injured part. Some years ago a bottle of the water was to be found in most houses of the district but today that custom has died out and people do not even know the feast day of the Saint.
At Labbamolagga are the ruins of two churches which stand side by side, in an old graveyard adjacent to the public road. The more ancient and important of these is the famous Leaba of the Saint. This is an early oratory with the chief characteristics of that type of structure, square-headed doorway, inclining jambs and prolongation of the side walls. The doorway on the west gable still stands and is
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the woods.
All that night and next day burning of houses in the locality took place. About forty houses were set in a blaze by the Black and tans.
For years after people never travelled that road by night especially people who ever going to Limerick, they would go miles of a round so as to avoid the ambush road
Sheila Baylee
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There is a place not far from my house where an ambush took place in the time of the black and tans.
It occured on the 20th January 1921 The place was thickly wooded on the back grounds. The I R A's had arrived there about six o'clock in the morning. They numbered about fifty They had their guns and amunition inside the ditch before the black and tans came and were fully ready.
About one o'clock a lorry of black and tans came who suspected nothing. Five soldiers were shot and an officer There the dead bodies lay all that night The shooters ran off through
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Fadó lá Feile Brigid bhiodh fasann ag na daoine. Ní bhíodh na sean daoine sásta nuair nach mbíodh crois deantá in onóir Naomh Brigidh agus nuair a bhíodh sé déantá sháitheadh siadh os cionn cúl doras an tíghe í. Ní bhíodh siad sástá annsin go mbíodh an páidrín ráidhthe agus annsin théidheadh siad a chodladh. Bhéidir(?) go mbíodh sean crosa saidhthe ins an áit céádna le leath-cheadh bhliadain. An lá céadna théigheann siadh thart béidhir triur nó cathrar agus cinéal páisthe déantá suas, ní bhíodh siadh sásta go
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bhfuigeadh siad píghinn nó dó in gach theach. Chaitheadh siad na pighneacha a saorú ag damhadh thart sa gcistineach. Chasadh bhean an thíghe port annsin.

* * * MAIRT na h-INIDHE * * *

Ní raibh ceadh ag na daoine pósadh on chéad lá an Charghaois nuair a bheadh Mairt na h-Inidhe thart. D'eir na sean daoine nach mbeadh aon thád orra da bpósadh siad ins an am sin.

Máirín Ní Choncarra, Padraig Ó Úighinns
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Bíonn lá Fhéile Brighde ann ar an céad lá de Mhí na Feabhra. An oidhche sin bailigheann seachtar fear le céile. Cuireann triúr díobh éádaigh mna ortha agus féasóga, agus cuireann an ceathrar eile sean-éadaigh agus rópa tuighe thart timcheall ortha. Gheibheann siad béalorgán agus bosca. Téigheann siad ó theach go teach
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ag damhsa agus bíonn duien aca ag seinm ar an béalorgán. Gheibheann siad cúpla pighinn ins gach teach. Annsin roinneann siad an t-airgead go cothrom eatorra.
Déanann na daoine crose de tuighe agus crochann siad suas ar na ballaí iad in anóir na féile.

Proinsias Ó Cearbhaill
Coradh Finne,
Comar,
Béal Átha Gúinín

Seán Ó Cearbhaill
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great carn, said:-
"Let him rest there until the world's end, but he will be visited by me in those last days" - and raised from the dead.
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"Recorded by
Patrick McHugh
Barnaderg,
Ballyglunin
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St Patrick had a great sympathy not only with men, but with the lower animals also. He noted two trout that frequented the streamlet still flowing by the roadside. They became his pets, and even these he parted from with regret.
From the earliest Christian days the fish was a sacred symbol. The Apostles were at first fishers in the water, and afterwards became fishers of men. The very letters of the word in the Greek Alphabet alphabet, were holy symbols, and hence the trout living in the wells and streams, whose waters were used in Baptism, had themselves something of a sacred character, and the acts and sayings of St. Patrick gave encouragement to this idea which has not
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yet disappeared from the minds of our people,
"My two salmon inseparable" said Patrick
Swimming against the stream,
Harmless and innocent,
Will abide here, and angels will be with them,"
It would appear from the narrative in the Book of Armagh that Patrick went first from Aghagower to Murrisk at the base of the mountain. There his car-driver, Totmael the bald One, sickened and died, rather suddenly it would appear, and there they buried him in the ancient Irish fashion, raising a great carn of stones over his grave, which is, I believe, still to be seen. The simple people of Murrisk had at the time little or no idea of resurrection of the dead; so Patrick, standing by the
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In olden-times it is a príseog
Not to get married after sun-set?
Not to come down the same road as you went up?
Not to pass a grave-yard after your marriage?
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(1) Before you marry; be sure of a house wherein to tarry?
(2) There is no feast till a roast and no torment till marriage
(3) A good wife is better than a pot of gold?

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of wealth taken to the mill. The Miller ground these up and they were taking to the west.
The old man asked the Miller for his name and the name of his mill. The Miller told him he was the Miller of Hell and the name of the mill was Invertree Kenand. All the corn and riches of the world that men are trying to possess are put into this mill and ground up and sent west.
The Miller told the old man he would be better employed if he devoted his time thinking of God and God's Kingdon, than thinking of the corn and the riches of the earth.
Ivy Noble
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Story
The Miller of Hell
There lived by the sea-coast an old man, who was not fond of society and spent his time chiefly by looking sea-ward. At times he imagined he saw an island in the Bay in the evening, and when he looked in the same direction in the morning, it had disappeared from his view.
One day he was very confused over the matter and spent hours thinking over the disappearance of the island, when he saw a very peculiar man coming towards him. Now he saw the island in the sea and a mill on the side of a hill a short distance from the shore. There was a road from the shore to the island. He saw a huge-bodied strong, crooked man at the door. There were waggons of corn going to the mill to be ground. When it was ground the man took the corn and went to the west. There were waggons loaded with different kinds
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She took a running race
to push the old man i
But the old man merrily stepped aside
And she fell headlong in
Right fol the dol the de
Right fol the dol the de
Marjorie Violet Day
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Three lines of music in the key of C and 6/8 time
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When the birds fly high it is a sign of fine weather, and when the birds fly low it is a sign of bad weather.
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When the birds fly up very high in the air, it is the sign of good weather, and when they fly low it is the sign of bad weather.
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Situation: Beside the little Delour Bridge.
On a triangular piece of ground on the road.
Still held sacred. Funerals usually stop at it. To De. Profundus recited.(When coffin was shouldered) A man was killed on this spot, though a run-a-way horse. Some say it marks a boundary. II: (J Carroll Shrahane)
Situation: Barony of Upperwoods
Parish of Offerlane.
Beside the Big Delour Bridge
On a triangular piece of ground.
This was cut by a man from Offaly by order of the County Council long ago. No local man would undertake the job. The man who cut it, lost the use of his hand.
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A lot of the birds give us the sign of the weather such as the Wild Geese and the Seagulls. When the Wild Geese fly South it is the sign of good weather. When they fly North it is the sign of bad weather.
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And threw them in the old man's eyes
And he couldn't see her at all
Right fol the dol the de
I have no comfort in this world
And in it I'll not stay,
Oh I would go and drown myself
If I could only find the way
Right fol the dol the de
Right fol the dol the de
You have no comfort in this world
And in it you'll not stay
So if you want to drown yourself
Then I will show you the way.
Right fol the dol the de
Right fol the dol the de
She took the old man by the hand
And led him to the brink
But the old man wouldn't drown himself
Unless she pushed him in
Chorus
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in found her sitting on a three legged stool.
She saluted him as if she knew him all her life and how surprised he was when she told him his business before he had spoken a word. She told him to go home and that his sheep would be in the field before him. So he started on his homeward journey. On his arrival he found his sheep as Biddy had told him.
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About 80 years ago there lived a gentleman in Lemonfield House by the name of Mr. Russell. He usually kept large flocks of sheep and had a separate herd for each flock. One night one of the flocks of sheep that was under the care of Micky Connelly strayed into the land of Derryknockane and the owner of the land pounded the sheep in one of his houses.
Micky searched the country for his sheep but all in vain. At last he decided to go to "Biddy Early" a witch who lived in a small cabin at a place called "Windy Gap" in the Co. Clare.
So at day-break the next morning he set off on foot on his long journey. At sunset that evening he arrived at "Biddy's" cabin and going
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Song
There was an old woman in this world
Who loved her husband well
She loved her husband in her heart
But another twice as well
Right fol the dol the de
Right fol the dol the de
She went to the doctor
Some medicine to buy
Doctor can you tell me
What will close an old man's eye
Right fol the dol the de
Get some marrow bones
And grind them up so fine
Throw them in the old man's eyes
And he won't see you at all
Right fol the dol the de
She got some marrow bones
and ground them up so small
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Hairy in. Hairy out. Hairy is to Mary's mouth.
(A man putting his stocking)
A Humpy back father and A hollow backed mother three dirty children. (Pot)
Smallest bridge in the world. Bridge of your nose.
Tink Tank under the bank ten draws four. A woman milking a cow.
A duck before two ducks
A duck behind two ducks
And a duck in the middle between the two ducks.
How many is that.
Three ducks.
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Marjorie Violet Day
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one roller to the other.
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In olden times weaving was done with a hand loom. The loom was made very simply. Four poles set firmly in the ground formed the frame. There were two rollers in front on which the thread was wound, and one at the back about 2 ft from the ground on which the flannel was rolled according as it was made.
The weaver sat on a roughly made seat, covered with dried sheep skins and set the loom in motion by working his feet on two pedals. The thread was wound around a little bobbin by means of a small spinning wheel. This was laid into the shuttle and the shuttle was passed from one side to the other under and over the threads that were suspended from
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Templview
Between our school and the sea there is a pretty residence called Templview. This building contains two parts, one part which was built in the last century and the other part previous to that date.
There are many stories about this nice house told by the old people.
Unfortunately it has build between two forts. One tale told of it is- when the men were building it, a man dressed in black appeared to the builders and said "You are doing great work here" and the men said "we are". Well the man you are doing it for, will not enjoy it long.
It has passed through many occupiers. The last landlord who owned it willed it to a young lady, and when [went] she came to dispose of it she had to accept £2000 instead of £4000 for it.
Another legend is that carriages without horses are often seen driving on the avenue and round the house. A well known fact is that a gold sovereign was laid in each corner of the foundation.
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"Whang" in Co,Wicklow is a miserly Grasping person. A Weasel is supposed to suck your life blood away.
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the market.
They were all sitting around the fire and Michael telling them how to get on at the market. All at once he thought about the cat and repeated the words he had said to him. The very minute he said the words, his own cat, that was sitting at the fire jumped up and ran out the door and he was never seen after.
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About 70 years ago, an old man by the name of Michael Hannan, was taking a pig to the market in a donkey and creel. As the markets were held early in these days, it was dark on Michael's leaving his own home. When passing a fort a little distance from the house a cat of a rare colour hopped on to the wall at the side of the road. Michael did not think it strange to see the cat but when the cat spoke to him he was greatly terrified. This is what it said.
"O man o! when you go home, tell Moll Roll that Poll Saizer is dead".
He continued his journey and sold his pig. That night some of the neighbours called in to chat about
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P.J Heffernan B.A Dip. Edn. N.U.I
Michael Flynn.Dip. Edn.Nui.
Mr Maher
Mr Phelan
Mr Power.
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it is love, but if your right eye is itchy it is spite.
When your nose is itchy you will fight with someone.
When a coal falls from the fire it is a sign of a visitor, and a straw to a hen's foot is a sure sign of a visitor. If a cock is heard answering another cock it is a sign of a death, or if a cock comes in and crows three times on the kitchen floor, a death will soon occur.
Marjorie Violet Day
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About 50 years ago as a hunt was in progress in Lemonfield a valuable horse the property of Mr. Russell met with an accident crossing a fence and got its back broken and had to be destroyed. As it happened late in the evening. Night fell before the men had it buried and they had to get lanterns to finish their task. As they were finishing, to their great surprise the finest hunt they had ever seen passed by them and circled round them several times and after that many the time the hounds could be heard giving "tongue" and the horses galloping in the same field.
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of a mare and a foal. This bridge was said to be a pass for fairies.
Old people in this locality believed in omens. If a man were going on important business and met a red-haired woman he would turn back because a red-haired woman is supposed to be unlucky.
Magpies are very unlucky in this neighbourhood. There is an old rhyme about them.
One for sorrow, two for joy, three for a marriage, four for a boy, five for silver, six for gold, and seven for a secret that never will be told.
People do not like to be asked for a coal, because they will lose their butter. If your right hand is itchy you will get a shake hands.
If your left hand is itchy you will handle money. If there is a sounding bell in your right ear, some one is speaking good of you, but in your left ear, some one is speaking evil of you. If your left eye is itchy, they said
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grumbly in the corner "Good Night, Jim and you will have a different story before you get home".
Moore had only one hundred yards to go along the straight road to his home. Instead of going home he found himself travelling through the country tearing through briars and bushes and falling into dykes until the cocks crew in the morning. Then he realised where he was about four miles from his home. That made the neighbours still more terrified of Johnny while he lived.
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Easkey
This school is situated in the townland of Killenduff Cillindubh a name which means the little black church. The townland stretches eastward of the village of Easkey.
The village of Easkey is built on the left bank of the river Easkey Iascach - a word which means the town of the fishes. In the centre of this little village there are ruins of a church surrounded by a small piece of land. The river rises in the Ox Mountains, having for its source a little lake called Lough Esk.
This river is important owing to the salmon and trout caught in it. The fishery of this river at one time was in hands of a Captain King who lived in Fortland House. Part of an old bridge that once spanned the Easkey River still contains marks of the feet
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hay and then he always had a good stack for his donkey.
His parents did everything possible to cure him as they believed they would get back their own son, but all proved failure and one night a neighbour by the name of Moor who lived about one hundred yards from Mack's came in, and they started consulting how to cure Johnny. Moore proposed to put down a big fire of turf and put Johnny behind it to burn, and that they would get back their own son. His parents agreed and the big fire was put down and they were going to start operation when Johnny's uncle arrived and stopped them. All went well for a few hours until it was time for Moore to leave. He stood up to leave and turned around to say "Good Night" to the company and Johnny answered
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Once upon a time there lived in Lemonfield a family by the name of Mc Namara. There was a little boy in the family who became ill and was supposed to be taken by the "fairies" as he turned out to be a hunch back.
All the neighbours dreaded him so much that anything he asked he got it immediately. When the farmer's were drawing home the turf Johnny Mack as was his name, used arrive at the bog with his donkey and cart, and demand a load of turf which he would quickly get. The same applied to every farmer in the locality with the result that Johnny usually had a bigger rick than any of the neighbours. The same happened with the
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is said to have been a very holy Saint. Owing to his constant watching towards Aughris where another saint had his abode. St Farannan is supposed to have gone blind. The rising sun continually on his eyes was too great a strain. When men were building there in 1912 it is said they came on bones, which were supposed to be those of the saint. St Farannan's Day falls on the 15th Feb and prayers are said at the vat or kneeve from 1st July - 15th Aug. People praying there cross the river to the well and return back another way.
Between the statue and the river are stones with the track of knees in them where the saint is said to have prayed.
Annie Morrison
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Tea made from wild sage or from dandelion was a cure for people suffering from decline and should be drunk fasting and before meals.
A person who licked the belly of a [?]as luacra three times possessed a cure in his tongue for a burn.
To prevent greyness two ounces of tea, 2 ounces of wild sage, a fist of rusty nails in a half gallon of water and boiled down to make a quart.
To cure ring worm the roots of meacain dá thogha (wild parsnip) were boiled and made into a poultice
A dandelion whose leaves had a red centre rib was used for jaundice
A lump of sugar and the white of an egg also for jaundice
For epileptic fits a small fern which grows on stone walls and called Cos dubh. The centre rib of this fern is black. It should only be picked by the patient.
To cure rheumatism the parts affected were stung with nettles.
In the case of a burn in which blisters were not broken a poultice of cow dug was used
A poultice of pig manure was put to septic wound
A poultice of snails for a carbuncle
The ends of candles which were used on the altar were made into a poultice for a bad leg.
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play with them.
A few weeks later John heard the sound of a distant foot-ball and it sounded as if a wonderful match was in progress and he went to see what was happening. As he was nearing the fort of Gortmanahor he saw the ball being raised in the air several times but there was no sign of any person.
You can rest assured that John believed in fairies after that.
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John Riordan lived in Lemonfield about 90 years ago. He was very interested in foot-ball and one night as he was returning with a message for his mother he almost fell with the fright to see a foot-ball come down from the clouds and hop in front of him two or three times.
John's mother was continually telling him stories of fairies and of the danger of kicking foot-ball after dark.
When he saw the ball he immediately remembered his mother's words and avoided it.
It did not take him long to get home and every step he took he thought he heard the fairies calling him to come and
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St Farannan
At the end of the parish of Easkey is a beautiful statue in 1912 over the mound of St Farannan. A small river divides the statue from the well and bed of the Saint: the bed being a flat rock on the top of a cliff. In olden times the mound was very small, but when people prayed they left stones and the pile has grown larger.
The present statue which has a base 4ft x 8ft and a height about 6ft was built in 1912 by Canon Quinn at a cost of £25. The cost was cleared by subscriptions. On one occasion the box was robbed and the box itself was thrown into the river. There is a pool or well which never goes dry and people going there to pray bring some water from this well.
Old people tell us there was a church in the hollow of the field near to where the present statue is built. Men dug for it but were unable to find it. St Farannan
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conclusion that it was only a joke.
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This story happened in this parish about 80 years ago. It was a usual custom at that time at the big marriages, for the boys of the place to dress up as "Straw-Boys" and go to the wedding where they were well treated.
It so happened that a guest of a marriage once told a "Straw-Boy" to throw a "sheep's eye" at him in a way he would be known.
A few days before the marriage took place, the "Straw-Boy" went to the butcher's shop and collected sheep's eyes which he took with him to the wedding.
On seeing the man he began to throw the sheep's eyes at him. At first the man wondered what was happening, but he came to the
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The sign of the cross was made nine times with the fasting spittle to cure a wisp on the eye.
Tea made by boiling milfoil or yarrow was drunk to cure rheumatism.
Warts were cured by smearing them with the milk of the dandelion.
Another way to get rid of warts was to place as many small stones in a bag corresponding to the number of warts one had. The person who picked up the bag then got the warts and they disappeared from the original person.
Rheumatism was cured by a poultice of that variety of seed-weed which has bulbs like raisins
To cure whooping cough children were passed in and out under a mare donkey with foal nine times
The owner of a donkey used take her from door to door in Kinsale, milk her and sell milk for delicate children
When children had craos galar they were cured with milk left by a ferret. The breath of a goose is also good for it.
Penny leaves are good for corns and burns.
If the seventh son was born on Good Friday and christened on Easter Sunday he could cure all diseases and was called doctor
If you ate three meals of boiled nettles in the month
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In heaven your soul may rest.
These boys and girls are usually very tired at the end of the day, when the money is equally divided among them and spent in different ways.
Sometimes in buying a melodian for dances in their own district or in refreshments for a party.
They look forward to this great day in their life and as it is only a very simple amusement no one should try to stop it. It is only a very simple amusement no one should try to stop it. It is an idle time of the year with country people they usually have parties and dances in their homes until the 12th night 6th Jan.
By the time they reach that date they commence "Match Making" and that continues until "Shrove Tuesday" which is called "Pan Cake Night".
During the season of Lent we repent.
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St Anne's NS
Easkey
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Local Festival Customs
The season of Christmas is the very greatest Festival season of the year in this neighbourhood. All people big and small look forward to this time of the year. When the rush of preparation for Christmas Day is over, and friends have exchanged gifts and greetings, the younger folk get ready for St Stephen's Day.
They are disguised by wearing old clothes, and veils over their faces, old hats, old shoes and everything else that will help to make them unknown. They travel in small companies from house to house collecting money for themselves.
These boys and girls are called "Wren Boys". Before money is given to these "Boys" they are expected to dance, sing and recite. A well known verse of theirs is -
The wren, the wren, the King of all birds
St Stephen's Day she was caught in the furze.
Rise up landlady and give us a trate
And if your trate is of the best.
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Tea made from wild sage or from dandelion was a cure for people suffering from decline and should be drunk fasting and before meals.
A person who licked the belly of [?]as luacra three times possessed a cure in his tongue for a burn.
To prevent greyness two ounces of tea, 2 ounces of wild sage, a fist of rusty nails in a half gallon of water and boiled down to make a quart.
To cure ring worm the roots of meacain dá thogha (wild parsnip) were boiled and made into a poultice
A dandelion whose leaves had a red centre rib was used for jaundice
A lump of sugar and the white of an egg also for jaundice
For epileptic fits a small fern which grows on stone walls and called Cos dubh. The centre rib of this fern is black. It should only be picked by the patient.
To cure rheumatism the parts affected were stung with nettles.
In the case of a burn in which blisters were not broken a poultice of cow dug was used
A poultice of pig manure was put to septic wound
A poultice of snails for a carbuncle
The ends of candles which were used on the altar were made into a poultice for a bad leg.
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Signs for Rain
1. When see a cap on the Nephin Mountains it is a sure sign for rain.
2. Another sign is when you hear the sea roaring at the mouth of the Moy.
3. A sure sign of rain is when swallows fly low.
4. Another sign is when the cat sits with her back to the fire.
5. This is another sign when the soot falls down the chimney or when the chimney puffs.
Signs for Frost
1. When the sea roars at Aughris that is a sign for frost.
2. When you see the stars glitter in the sky you can look out for a fall of frost.
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St Anne's NS
Easkey
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Weather Lore
Signs for Snow
1. When the weather is bitterly cold you can look out for a fall of snow.
2. This is a sure sign for snow when you see a flock of sheep cuddled together.
Signs for Thunder and Lightning
1. If you don't hear the birds singing you will have big thundering and lightning.
2. Or if there is no sound from anything it is a great sign for thunder and lightning.
Signs for Storm
1. When there is a ring round the moon it is the sign of a storm, but the further out the ring the nearer the storm.
2. People say when there is a blue flame in the fire it is the sign of a storm.
3. A sure sign of a storm is when you see the Northern Lights in the sky.
4. Another sign for a storm is when you see the seagulls come to land in search of food. Another sign is when the clouds move quickly.
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In the season of Spring he is very busy, because the farmers are getting ready to prepare the ground for the crops and smith sharpens the culters that they will be able to cut the ground easy.
He is not so busy in the other seasons because the rush of work is over but he always has something to do.
The blacksmiths learn their trade like other tradesmen.
Alexander Morrison
St Anne's NS
Easkey
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Forge
There is a forge in Owenbeg. It is a mile and a quarter from our house.
The name of the man who owns it is John Dowd. It is a small building of stone and mortar.
There is a galvanised roof on it.
His trade is making tongs, crooks, culters and socks for ploughs. When he is making them he has to make a fire of coal and put in the iron to heat it.
Then he will pull on the bellows and the fire will be kindled. When the iron is red he takes it out and makes it.
There is a long point on the anvil so that he can turn the iron, and make it into any shape.
He shoes horses and makes wheels.
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like Carrigeen.
Slough was in great demand long ago. This plant was boiled for 3 or 4 hours when it became a soft green substance in colour. It was costly and considered a great delicacy.
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St Anne's NS
Easkey
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Crafts Continued
Besides the sea-weed being made into kelp, we have another source of industry to be obtained from the sea.
This is the Irish Moss also known as Carrigeen Moss. This plant is the same colour as the sea-weed but very very fine.
The women living along our coast gather it and leave it in the sun until it turns white. They sell it and it can be bought in a grocer's shop for 6d per lb.
The Carrigeen when cooked on milk is an excellent tonic for a bad stomach, and it can be used as a dessert. Shell fish are not very plentiful round our coast but occasionally we send lobsters, oysters and periwinkles to the markets in our town.
Dulse is a sea-weed which is sometimes used for food.
It is dried in the open air and when crisp is sold on the markets. It can be eaten raw or boiled on milk
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Sea-weed
In winter we collect searods and put them up to dry. When dried they are put into cocks along the seashore, until they are fit for burning.
Then in Spring we collect sea-weed and spread it out to dry; then it is put into small cocks also and burned.
When burning the fire has to be thirty feet long. It is burnt with turf. The searods and seaweed, are put on the fire over the turf until they are burnt into dust. Then it is left there for a day or two.
Next it is put into bags and sold as kelp. Chemists buy the kelp from the farmers.
In the early Spring and later farmers cart the rack or sea-weed to their farms, where it is used as a manure on the land.
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until they reach the top. When they are putting on the last layer they cover it with mud, so that all the lime will be thoroughly burnt.
Then they light the fire in the bottom close it up, and keep it burning for two days. When it is burnt it is left there for a day or two until it cools. Then they take it out and put it in a house.
Lime is very useful. It is used by farmers for building walls and houses and is a good disinfectant.
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St Anne's NS
Easkey
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Crafts continued
Lime-Kiln
There is a lime-kiln at home. It is used for burning lime. The men who build it dig five or six feet in the ground. When they have it dug deep enough they round it and flag the bottom.
In the bottom of the lime-kiln there is a pooling where the fire is put in. The lime-kiln is built up with stones until it is 3 feet above the ground.
The part above the ground is built with sods, so that it will not fall nor take the air. When men are going to burn lime they go to the shore, and quarry lime-stones, bring them home and break them small. When they have them broken they put them in the kiln.
Then they cart four or five ass carts of turf and chips. Then they fill the kiln half full, with sticks and turf, from that up for every layer of stones, they put a layer of turf,
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Long ago the people made all their own bread with oatmeal and flour made of wheat.
The cakes that they made were pan cakes, potato cakes and oatmeal cakes and "bocstaí".
When the people wanted to make a potato cake, they first got boiled potatoes and mashed them very fine and mixed them with flour and made it into a cake. Then they got a piece of tin like a plate and put the cake on it and left the piece of tin on the "bearer" to bake.
When it was baked it was cut up in small pieces and everyone got a bit of it.
When a person was married an oatmeal cake was made for the wedding and when a child was born a pancake was made and everyone in the house got a bit of the cake.
A week before November's night all the people of the village would make pancakes and on November's night a prize would be given to the people who made the best pancakes.
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People in olden times had three means a day, namely breakfast, dinner and supper. Breakfast generally consisted of oatmeal porridge or stirabout and buttermilk. The houses of the richer usually had oatmeal bread, eggs and newmilk. This batter was considered a luxury and only in the houses of the very well-to-do people was it given.
Dinner consisted of potatoes, cabbage and bacon. All bacon used in olden times was home-cured. Supper mostly consisted of potatoes and milk with salt herring or eel. The people seldom or never partook of more than three meals per day. The time for supper varied. In the busy working season supper was served soon after quitting work; in the winter they were not exact what time supper was served up to 12 pm. People worked sometimes for 2 hours in the morning before having food. Breakfast was taken about 10am, dinner at 2pm and supper time varied as stated above. Milk was drunk in plenty including buttermilk, mixed milk, which was a blend of buttermilk and new-milk, and new milk.
The people sat around on the middle of the floor and ate their meals of a losstt (losad). The lossett was made of wicker work like a basket
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One morning when John was going to the fair in Roscommon with a cow she ran up a narrow road and across a big hill and jumped a drain that divided two fields and got out into the other field. When she was about twenty yards across the field she disappeared and and he was left standing in a house he never saw before. One man asked him to have a bottle of whisky and another asked him to have a bottle of wine and John said he would have nothing. When the boss heard that he said what good is he to us when he wont take anything. He never went out of the house and he was left standing at his own house.
John went in and rested for a while and when he went out again he found the cow in the stable.
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use to men in early times. They made ropes of it, bridles and saddles for their horses. The cooper made the churn, pails , milk tubs, and other articles from timber. The milk vessels were always scoured with fine sand, washed and scalded with boiling water and left in the open air before setting the milk in them.
The churn with the dash was in most houses; churning was very heavy work, because in those days they churned nearly all the milk.
The butter was packed in firkins and sold in the markets. Butter had 4 qualities in those days. The best quality was marked S which meant Superfine, the next quality was marked I which meant first quality, the next was marked II which meant second quality and the last was marked III which meant third quality.
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source of employment in early times. Farmers prepared the ground and sowed the flax. It was a pretty sight to see a field of flax in bloom with its pretty blue flowers. When it was ripe the neighbours came and helped to pull the flax. It was then steeped in drains or ponds for a number of days. Then turned in the field to dry and it was then ready to be scutched. This scutching separated the fibre from the rest of the stalk. The fibres were spun into linen thread and made into cloth on the loom, one of which was in each district.
The people in many cases had no light except the light of the fire. Candles were made from dried rushes or threads soaked in tallow fat. They had moulds for the making of these candles and they were long and thin.
Pots and pans were made out of baked clay, cups and plates out of timber and writing pens were made out of quills. When they wanted dyes they used the moss off the grey rocks and the barks of trees. Straw was of great
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Crafts
Long ago people made all their own tools, household articles, and garments. Ploughs in the early times were made of timber. Spades and other tools were made from timber also. The sheep supplied the women with wool. It was first washed, teased and given to the best spinner. In those times there was a spinning wheel in nearly every house. One person would card the wool into nice rolls and these were placed beside the spinner who took one as she required it.
The spinner produced two kinds of yarn, a fine texture and a coarse texture. They had only two colours at first the white and the black. By mixing these two threads a grey would be produced. When sufficient yarn was spun it was passed on to the weaver who made it into cloth which was very durable. Blankets were also made from it. some of these weavers turned out beautiful work; some of the blankets were fine and everlasting.
The linen was another
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ceiling. The hauling home often takes place at the end of the wedding day. The bride gives goodbye to her old home and with her husband goes to make a new one for them both.
It was considered unlucky to get married in the season of Lent because the old people had the saying "If you marry in Lent you are sure to repent", and the old people had another saying. "If you are married in blue you are sure to be true".
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each lady friend. A fiddler is brought early to the house and the merriment and feast often go on for 24 hours. The drive is a pretty sight to see on a fine day.
All the ladies wear light colours, bars shining, harness bright, and drivers with their whips ready for use to pass each other out made the enjoyment greater.
If the drive were long the party would stop for refreshment and sometimes one or two of the gentlemen would take too much. But this increased the jollification. They all turned home in good time for dinner and tea later when the bride was expected to cut her wedding cake. Pieces of it being given to each friend before leaving.
If the couple who are getting married are popular strawboys will come to do them honour. These boys are completely covered in straw. As a rule they are well behaved, they dance with the bride and lift her three times to the
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Local Marriages
Long ago marriages in country places were of different kinds.
When the young couple were not of equal standing they very often ran away, and remained in a friend's house until their parents came for them. Then they were married but the bride's father would not give all the dowry that was expected of him, and very often the groom would be deprived of some of his expected wealth.
However marriages of this kind were real love marriages and were generally speaking happy marriages. When a man wants to get married he sends a friend to seek him a wife. This friend looks out for a suitable companion, and if he requires a fortune with her, it must be paid in many cases before the marriage takes place.
This question of money being settled the wedding day is appointed. Friends are invited and the bride-to-be has a favour for
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Said the poor old man.
During the famine there was a man in this neighbourhood who wanted to bury his brother. He asked the help of men but could not get any.
He asked for the loan of a horse and cart, but could not get it, because they were all working. Next he asked for the loan of a wheelbarrow and that was given to the poor man.
So he put his dead brother across the wheelbarrow and wheeled him to the graveyard.
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There is a flowering shrub named berry-berris growing on Mrs. Newports land, Inistioge. White flowers come on it every year. it is supposed to cure the Yellow jaundice. To cure it the leaves of this shrub are boiled in new milk and the mixture drunk.
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ragweed, preshaugh, rushes, nettles, and dandaloin. Nettles are sometimes substituted for cabbage and are very healthy. Salad is made from dandalion and it is good for the blood. Ragweed is supposed to make a great poltice. Garlick is supposed to cure turkeys with the gapes. Dogweed would cure the sting of a nettle by rubbing it on the injured part.
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and had got up and walked to the wall for shelter. Then as no help came, he was dead when found the next day.
In Pat Flanley's farm there is a little three cornered piece of land. This patch of land with three trees growing in it has been called the graveyard, because a man named James Munns buried a woman in it. Sometimes a corpse would be carried on a man's back and sometimes wheeld in a wheel barrow. It is told in this neighbourhood that it was Queen Victoria who sent over the Indian Meal to help feed the distressed.
The following verse has been given by a local person:-
We remember well the years of "46 and "47
Said the poor old man.
Ireland suffered in famine great
Said the poor old man.
So that from their homes they had to flee
Unto the land of Liberty.
We must get reduction in the land
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The most harmful weeds in this district are:- thistles, dogroot, bishop's weed, sheperd's purse, tansey, bogweed,
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Medical weeds. The cranesbill was boiled in new milk, and then the milk was drunk. Watercress was eaten raw with salt. Hemlock is a poison weed and grows near watercress. Carrigeen moss and dilish are herbs.
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at bridges and walls between Sligo and Ballina and many of the bye roads between these towns are called Stirabout Roads. Many of our boys and girls took passage in the ships that brought the food, and when sailing round Killala Bay a storm came on. They waves came over the deck, the poor young boys and girls were down in the cabin asleep and in the morning they were all dead.
Sorrow must have filled every Irish heart at this time. In the year 1847 the people were dying like flies in Easkey. They could not make coffins for all but threw them into big holes or buried them along the ditches by the roadside.
One night after a big funeral a cry was heard, but no one ventured out to see what caused the cry, because they were afraid and thought it was a ghost.
Next day they found one of the lot that was buried the day before. He had been buried alive
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The most harmful weed on our land are Chickweed, spunk, prashach, catweed ragweed or Bucalbans. Chickweed and spunk spread very rapidly. Nettles and catweeds grow in poor land. Ragweeds grow in very good ground. Watercress, and cranesbill are
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The Famine
Before the famine came the people depended very much on the potato crop for their support. But in the year 1845 we are told the sun never shone and the crop, upon which the people depended failed.
They struggled hard for that year and their hopes uplifted with the thoughts of having a good year in 1846. But again they were disappointed and 1847 was spoken as the "Black 47". The potatoes were only poheens, just the size of marbles and they had to eat weeds and seaweeds with them.
The people were dying, because of the hunger and bad food.
Relief was sent to them from England, but owing to their weak state and eating the food uncooked, the number of deaths increased. When this food was cooked as stirabout it was more suitable to them. But they had to work all day and in the evening they got stirabout. At this time they were working
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There is a "Mass rock" outside our gate at Kilcullen, Inistioge. An old hawthorn bush grew over it. It is supposed to have protected the rock from sight. Mass was said there in Penal times.
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thanks for the deeds of kindness.
Annie Morrison
St. Anne's NS
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A Funny Story
Once upon a time there was a little boy who lived with his granny at Easkey. He always went down to feed the fish at the pier. He stole bread from his old grandmother for which she used to beat him, but still he did steal the bread and feed the fish.
One day in feeding the fish the sea was very rough and he fell into it and all the people on the pier could do nothing to save him. Then to their great horror they saw a large shark appearing which seemed to swallow the little boy. But it was not so; he did not swallow the little boy.
But to the great relief of all the people present the big shark swam to the pier and landed the little boy safely on the step unhurt.
Then the little boy ran home rejoicing and all that was looking on went home very thankful for the boy's deliverance. they also learned a lesson that the great Maneater of the Ocean can return
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In this district the unlucky month for marriages is the month of May, and the 13th of any month is the unlucky day. it is customary for people to get married during Shrove. It is a custom up to the present day to make matches and money is given as dowry. Generally when the party comes home it is a custom for the young to dress up as "straw boys". Some dress as girls and put flour bags on their heads and wear long garment down to their feet. They go to the house of the newly married couple and dance all night.
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they could be there without me seeing them. The fort is in the middle of the hill, and there are rings in the fort. The fort is made up of a few sloe bushes
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seen. Ever since, a smith, who washes his hands in the water in which he has cooled his iorns finds him self refreshed and stronger.
He has two big benches on which are his tools. The anvil is beside the fire.
Jonnie Haw was in the Great war and he tells great stories and acts.
I like to see a blacksmith at work.
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as women. They look very funny and cause great laughter.
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sitting on her old three legged stool shouting oranges three a penny and no one to buy them.
Annie Morrison
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There are only three forts around here that I know of. There is one in a place called Tullybradden, and one time a man was passing it and he saw a tunnel into the ground. He was about to go in when he was attacked by men and knocked senseless. He was brought down to the fairies and he stayed there for a day. He was set free again, but he never went near that place again although it was his own land, and then he sold it.
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"Shiraft" as the old people called a period from Twelfth day to Ash Wednesday is considered the lucky time for marriages. The unlucky month for marriages is May. Days for marriages are:-
Monday for health,
Tuesday for wealth,
Wednesday the best day of all,
Thursday for losses,
Friday for crosses,
And Saturday no day at all.
Some friends of the people who are being married make the match, and money is given as dowry. After the hauling home or the coming home of the married couple as "Spree" is held. The friends and neighbours are invited. "Straw boys" come collicking. They sing and dance and provide fine sport, if not objected to. If objected to they do not behave well. Some dress up as men and others
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There is only one forge in my parish. It is situated one and a half miles south of Oldcastle. The smiths in it are Jack Fox, who owns it, and Jonnie Haw his assistant. The man who owns it lives beside it. The door is in the shape of a horse shoe. There is only one fireplace but long ago there used to be two.
There is a big bellows in the forge; to work it you pull the chain and the fire will blaze. The implements he used are: hammers, pinchers, nippers, rasp, file, blacksmith's knife, clincher and a lot of others. They shoe horses and asses. They do some of the work outside such as shoeing cart-wheels.
It is said, that , when the Virgin Mary was out on a walk, she lost her brooch that she had in her cloak that Jesus was wrapped in. As she went past a forge the smith came out and said "Let me make one for you." He took a piece of money from his pocket and made it into the finest brooch that ever was
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A Funny Story
Once upon a time there was a woman who lived in Easkey, she sat on a three legged stool and sold oranges.
All her family had gone to America and they wanted her there as well.
So she packed up her old stool and oranges and paid [payed] her passage. In going across, in the mail boat, a large whale appeared.
The old woman went to one side of the ship for to see the whale, but she slipped and fell over board, and before assistance could arrive the whale swallowed her up.
Then there was no use of her old stool or oranges so they threw them over board and the whale swallowed also.
Then they passed out a large hook to catch the whale. They did so and hoisted him on board the liner. Then they thought they would like to see what was inside him. So they opened him up and to their great dismay they found the old woman
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Dear George all bills have to be met,
So here's my cheque without regret,
I learn with deepest consternation,
Regarding workmen's compensation,
Your Company has raised the rates,
Instead of granting us rebates,
A special notice is annexed,
No wonder that I'm feeling vexed,
Last year it cost me bobs eleven,
This year I hoped it would be seven,
Instead of that it's near a pound,
I hardly think the system's sound,
So write Headquarters on the spot,
And say their argument is rot,
And if you really know them well,
Say I consigned them all to hell,
They yap about a loss sustained,
In fact appear to be quite pained,
Because they've had to pay their bills
To various Jacks and numerous Jills
Say I regret the step they've taken,
My faith has been severely shaken,
And If they don't reduce their rates,
I'll leave my workmen to their fates,
No longer will I be a fairy,
Godmother unto Frank and Mary.
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catch the best fish would get £100 for himself, bu no-one got the prize, because no one could catch the big fish.
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I live near Daily's Bridge which is now called Mount-Nugent. There are fourteen families in my district. The name of the river that flows through our district is the Inny. In Summer I love to go fishing. The name of the lake near our place is Lough Sheelin. There are many people fishing in it at present. We are living near the church. There are two grocer's shops two draper's and a post-office.
Most of the houses in my district are slated and tatched and a few are white-washed.
Once upon a time an aeorplane landed at Lough - Sheelin, telling the fishers that who ever would
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Most peope in this locality get married in Shrove. Many of the farmer make matches here also. Money is given as dowry. They invite all their friends and neighbours. They have a great dance and give a feed to all that are invited. They buy a barrel of beer or oo and the people of the house give it out. This dance is called a "Spree. A great number of "straw boys" visit them and are very much welcomed. They wear white shirts over all their clothes and tied with a cord at the end. They wear sallies in their caps. Some of them blacken their faces while more wear "eye fiddles." More of them wear big furs around their necks, and big coats tied in the middle with a bit of rope.
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I live near Daily's Bridge which is now called Mount-Nugent. There are fourteen families in my district. The name of the river that flows through our district is the Inny. In Summer I love to go fishing. The name of the lake near our place is Lough Sheelin. There are many people fishing in it at present. We are living near the church. There are two grocer's shops two draper's and a post-office.
Most of the houses in my district are slated and tatched and a few are white-washed.
Once upon a time an aeorplane landed at Lough - Sheelin, telling the fishes that who ever would
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A Huge Giant
Once upon a time a mighty giant lived on the top of the Ox mountains. He was very proud of his great strength and like to show his power to the people of the surrounding district who greatly feared him.
One day he was standing on the top of the mountain, he took a huge stone weighing about 50 tons in his hands and said he would throw it into the sea. Now the sea was ten miles away. A crowd gathered to watch the feat.
But he failed in his work.
The giant flung with all his might but alas; the rock fell 1 mile short of the sea and rested in Killenduff.
In his anger he hurried to the spot and with his sword he cut the rock in two halves.
People say if one should go through the split three times they would be crushed to death.
Annie Morrison
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Old Ireland is a noted place for deep and earnest thinkers;
But no one seems to think about our roving friends, the tinkers.
These move about from place to place, with wagons, carts and tents,
and never seem to worry about laws or Governments.
A happy carefree people all, as hardy as young hares,
Though how they live, or how they die, nobody knows or cares.
They have no settled residence, or fixed place of abode,
But ramble round and pitch their tents on any sheltered road;
They build up blazing fires out of bush and farmers' gates.
And cook and eat and sing and fight, and pay no rent or rates.
For frost and snow, and sleet and hail, they have a great disdain.
They never got a colic, cold, or any brand of pain.
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David Gaule of Inistioge, makes baskets or as they called locally "císéans". First he gets a long strong sally and bends it into a circle and joins both ends with a twine. Then he gets two sallies about an inch wide and a yard long, and bends them on his knee. They are the placed in between the ring which he has already made and three inches apart and running in the same direction. To make sure that they will not stir he brads them into place. He then gets a big number of sallies. The first sally is bent in between the two flat sallies, and bound round the sally which forms the circle. The rest are woven in a similar way.
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On fair days to the towns they hie to sell their simple wares.
They all get drunk and fight and use most ornamental swears;
Get landed to the barracks, in a dungeon dark and damp.
Next morning - now the best of friends - they make their way to camp.
To hammer out new porringers to sell to you and me,
The cash we pay is hoarded up for yet another spree.
The next court day they all appear, and gaily pay their fines,
Then have another flare-up on the old familiar lines;
They always have the money for a gorgeous feed of drink
And always know beforehand that they'll end up in the "clink".
The women are as useful as the men in any fight,
They box and slap and kick and squeal, and claw with nails and bite.
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On fair days to the towna they hie to sell their simple wares.
They all get drunk and fight and use most ornamental swears;
Get landed to the barracks, in a dungeon dark and damp.
Next morning - now the best of friends - they make their way to camp.
To hammer out new porringers to sell to you and me,
The cash we pay is hoarded up for yet another spree.
The next court day they all appear, and gaily pay their fines,
Then have another flare-up on the old familiar lines;
They always have the money for a gorgeous feed of drink
And always know beforehand that they'll end up in the "clink".
The women are as useful as the men in any fight,
They box and slap and kick and squeal, and claw with nails and bite.
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Wheel making
The following make wheels:- Jas. Lee, James Nixon, Richard Dobbin, William Cody, Patrick Gorman, Thomas Nixon, and Patrick Heafey.
Nail makers
A man from Thomastown named Ryan made nails at one time. He and his family were called the nailers.
Weavers
Cushens of Clogarret and Cushens of Graiguenamanagh were weavers. They made blankets, tweed and yarns.
Lime Kilns
Kellys of Thomastown burn lime at present. There are several old lime kilns in this district where lime was burned long ago.
John Dalton, Inistioge, used to carve picture frames, and other ornaments.
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Mr. Simon Murphy, Thomastown, mr. Bolger, Inistioge, and Mr. Stephen Gaule, Inistioge.
Basket making
David Gaule, Inistioge, and James Vikers of Ballinagoth make baskets for sale.
Gates and fire-cranes
Mr. James and John Lee Cappa Inistioge, and Mr Heafy, Coolmore, Thomastown make gates and fire-cranes.
Local tanneries
There were two tanneries in Thomastown at one time. Most of the leather tanned there was sent to England.
Great thatchers
The late William and Denis Lanigan were noted thatchers and house builders in years gone by.
John Malone, Inistioge was a great thatcher. He was known as the metal-thatcher. He is now dead.
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In this part of the country farmers grow the same amount of potatoes each year. The farmer or his men prepare the land for the potatoes. When the ground is being prepared farm-yard manure is put on. Potatoes are mostly sown in ridges in the uplands, and drills in the moorland. For ridges they turn two sods inwards about three feet apart. Then the manure is put between the two sods. Next they put the "slits" on the manure, then they plough a sod which makes [?] to heart the ridges. Drills are farmed with a plough. Moorland is brittle and the farmer takes his horses and turns two- sods tightly together which form a drill. A spade is not used at the
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plough. He at first got a large piece of iron, and bent it on the anvil to form the beam of the plough. Then he made the two handles and welded them to the beam of the plough. Then he bought the centre on which the boards were placed. The he made the sock under which the sole plate ran. The wheels had to be bought also. After this he made the coulter and then he had the plough completed.
Soap Manufacture
Long ago before soap was invented the people used oil mixed with wood ashes to wash themselves, and before that they used common earth.
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The following made barrells, tubs, firkins, and churns:-
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Thomastown. The implements used are - a carpenter's chisel, hatchet, plane, spoke shave, a hammer and a rule. At first he gets wood from the mill and makes the spokes Having this done he makes the fellows putting about two holes in every one for the spokes to enter. Then he gets a round block of oak out of which he makes the box. While making the spokes he cuts litle small thin block to shorten them, which he puts afterwards in the box to tighten the spokes. Having this done he binds it in the "binding Stone" as it is called.
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James Lee Cappa, Inistioge made many ploughs for the farmers around. The implements used were drilling-machine, hammers, chisel, and the iron used in making the
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Coopering
Dick Doyle, Carrickmourn is a great cooper. He used turn the band of a tub round his body in the shape of an eight and then revit it on the anvil. Then he would hammer it and make it the shape of the tub. He then gets the hammer and chisel and drive it down on the tub. He would do the same with the other bands to complete his task. He is still alive and has his trade.
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James Lee, Cappa, Inistioge, made many wheels and carts for the farmers in the parish of Inistioge and
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for the tape-worm.
Herbs that grow on Corrick rock are a cure for bad stomachs.
Frogspawn is a cure for toothache.
Rapsberry leaves cure indigestion.
Tansey is a plant with a yellow flower, the leaves boiled and eaten will cure worms in children.
Bilberry leaves boiled will cure dropsy.
Ivy leaves toasted brown on a pan, with sheep's suet mixed up into a poultice, will cure a burn.
If you have a sore throat put a stocking round it and you will be well.
If you bend under an asse's legs it is a cure for the whooping-cough.
If you rub gun-powder on ring-worm
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Other cures were brought about by prayers and religious exercises such as visiting holy wells, and shrines.
Some families scattered throughout the countryside were regarded as being gifted with the faculty of curing ringworm etc.
Mrs D Boddy Trean-Mór Mohill cures the whitlow.
Mrs Pogue Gortfodda Mohill has the cure of the yellow jaundice.
James Tiernan of Bridge Street Mohill has a cure for erysipelas.
Edward Faughnan of Cloonfannon Mohill has a cure for sprains.Mrs Tiernan of Bridge Street Mohill has the cure of the thorn.
Tom Reynolds of Eslin has a cure for ring-worm.
Mr Cunnion of Annaduff has the same cure.
Mrs Whelan of Drumkilla has a cure
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it will be cured.
Sea-wrack boiled in sea water is a cure for a sprain.
A cloth dipped in vinegar is said to be a cure for a head-ache..
Col tea leaves is said to be a cure for burns.
It is said that cold tea is a cure for sore eyes.
Salt water is a cure for sore feet.
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In the broad and wide Atlantic she pours this hissing flood
With bushes, gates, straws, turf and hay, all well mixed up with mud.
The men to write the story of the Shannon and her banks
Are not the men from cities, or the wild poetic cranks.
But the farmers with the meadows from which sails off the hay
Or the men who clamp the turf the dear old Shannon sweeps away.
Or the men in lowly homesteads often flooded to the beams -
To these the river Shannon is the cruellest of streams.
(Although I'm writing this, I love its every weir and dyke.
In all its woods it yields me Salmon, Trout and Poke).
A.O.E.B.
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The Shannon is a river, loved by every minor poet,
Though definitely many of these worthy scribes don't know it.
They wrote about her lovely banks, when she is calm and good
But not a word about her, when she's rushing down in flood.
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From Dowra down to Ballintra she tears her way along,
Lough Allen quickly overflows when Shannon's stream is strong.
So on she moves to Carrick, then to Jamestown on her way
To Rooskey where she loves to roll up meadows filled with hay.
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By this she's really angry; and Tarmonbarry Wall
Comes quickly, and she crosses it without a halt at all.
And growing larger every mile, with deep and fearful moan
She's tearing o'er the sluices near the old town of Athlone.
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It's many miles to Limerick, but she gets there good and fast,
A seething mass of anger, rushing, roaring to the last.
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Garaidhe na gCloch[?]
Taobh [?] de Gharaidhe Niallaigh
[?] Tá claidhe an-leathan timcheall uirthi
Seanchas: níl
The Mountáin
Taobh thuaidh de Gharaidhe na gCloch
Gort cuibhseach mór. Tá cré dubh ann.
Seanchas: níl
Páirc Dubh
Taobh thuaidh den Mountáin
Gort eile iseadh é. Cré dubh ann.
Seanchas: níl
The Meadow
Taobh thuaidh de Gharaidhe Niallaigh
Móinfhéir mór árd iseadh é
Seanchas: níl
Bun na h-unta
Taobh theas de thigh Sheáin Uí Dhálaigh
Páirc árd cearnógach iseadh í
Seanchas: níl
Garaidhe Caol
Taobh thoir theas de thigh Sheáin Uí Dhálaigh
Páirc caol árd is eadh í
Seanchas: níl
Páirc Nua
Taobh thuaidh den "Meadow". Tá dhá pháirc nua ann.
Páirc cuibhseach mór cois claidhe an chnuic
Seanchas: níl
Lúb a' Clé (t-Sléibhe)
Taobh thuaidh de Pháirc Dubh.
Áit garbh aitinneach fraochach is eadh é
Seanchas: níl
Garraidhe Sheáin Andy
Taobh thoir de Lúb a' Clé
Páircín beag
Seanchas: Bhí Seán Andy ina chomhnuidhe i gCathair Phiarais úair ba leis é
"Hulla" mór
Tá sé ar an dtaobh thuaidh de Bhun na h-Unta
Páircín ana bheag in aice na dtighthe
Seanchas: níl
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Casadh Rafterí agus Cuilineán ar a cheile i teac tabhairne, agus nuair a bhí braoinín beag in a gcoraigh acu. Thosuigeadar ag argoint mar ba gnáthach. D'éirigheadar croista le cheile - rud a thárla go minic agus dubhairt Cuilineán le Rafterí

Táir ag teastáil na tíre
Ag sgolta na ndaoine
Agus ag cruinnuighadh do chuid cios'
ó na báiltibh
Agus Muna bhfaightea dídeán
Is do bholg líonta
Béidh do síosúr réidh
Agus é ag gearradh

Nil fhios agam an bhfuil a giota sin i gcló no nach bhfuil. Muna bhfuil silim gar an maith an píosa fileadhactha seo. Chuala mé í ó Tomás O Nualláin, fear atá in a gcomnuidhe in Umán sa paroíste seo. Togha-Gaedhilgeoir is eadh Tomás acht ní labrann sé an teanga act go h-annamh - is mór an truagh"
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And ornament a butcher's block.
A sad and mournful end enough,
I only hope she wont be tough.
A.O.E.B.
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Dear Frank, I must apologise
For not acknowledging the prize
You kindly sent last week, - for cow.
So please accept my best thanks now.
The medal is a work of art,
And from it I shall never part.
'Twill oft' remind me of your skill
Im doing work with right good will.
I'll have it mounted in a frame
To show that once she won great fame.
Though now her glory's rather flat.
For what we thought was calf is fat.
Now "Bradshaw's Fancy's" in disgrace,
No more at Shows she'll take first place.
For soon she'll get a gentle knock,
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nós na feile, acht i ndúil an airgidh agus spóirt. Bíonn na geámaire feistighe cosamhail le buacaillí-tuighe, agus puicíní orra. Bíonn siad ag deannamh cheoil agus ag damsa, agus ag ciarsán. Tá na daoine ag eirghe tuirseac dóibh agus ní fhagann said comh(?) oiread airgid is a gheidhidis tamaill ó shoin.
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Cé nach mbíonn féasta i ngac teach an oidhche thuas bíonn na nósanna eile ar siubhal sa ceanntar seo agus nósanna eile nach dtainig anuas ó ghluin go ghluin.
Ní dheanann siad dearmad crosóg Brighde a dheunamh ar an oidhche seo, ach ní deanann siad an crosóg mar a rinne Bríghid í. Déanann cuid dóibh i gceart í, agus úsáideann na daoine seo an luachmhar direach is a rinne Brighid sa céad uair mar a deirtear.
Cuireann brat ar cailin de muintear an tighe. Seo í Brighíd. Teigheann an cailin seo amach agus teigeann sí isteac beart luacra. Cnagann sí ar an doras, agus deireann sí
"Teighigidh ar bhur nglunaibh agus abraigidh bhur bpáidreacha agus leighigidh Bríghid Naomhtha isteach".
Freagann an liontighe istigh:-
"Tar isteach, a Bríghid Naomtha"
Tagann Bríghid isteach annsin agus beireann
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Lá Féile Bríghdhe ar leanuint

beireann sí beart luacra lei. Cuireann sí an beart ag ceann an bhuird agus caitheann an liontighe an beile annsin. Nuair a bhíos sé caithte deanann gach cheann de muintir an tighe crosóg agus deireann siad an paidir seo:-

"Go mbeannuighidh Dia, an t-Átair, an Mac, agus an Spiorad Naomh an crosóg seo an áit in a bhfuil sí, agus na daoine a fheicfeas uirri"

Crocann siad croóg os cionn gach doras agus i ngac cro sa clós na feilme, agus bheidh gac rud faoi comhairce Bríghde i rith na blíana. Ní dheanann an cuid is mó annseo an trioblóid sin. Deánann siad crosóg as cipíní agus tuighe agus crocann siad sna áiteann ceadhna i dtigh agus i gcabáin.
Teigheann na buacaillí óga mar geamairí o theac go teac ag bailiughadh airgid. Acht lé faithchíos orm nach i ndúil Brighdhe na
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Téigheann siad thart leis an mbrídeóg lá 'le Brighde.
Is ceart coinnle a bheith agat lá 'le Brighde
Bíonn crosóga dhá ndeanamh oidhche 'le Brighde

Bíonn daoine ag dul tart agus sean-channa aca agus iad ag bualadh air ag baint cheoil as.

Is ceart an doras a fágáil oscailte agus tiochfaidh Bríd isteach
Is é lá 'le Brighde an chéad lá d'Earrach

Bíonn uair ar maidin agus uair tráthnóna de fhaid ar an lá ó lá 'le Brighde.

Tosuigheann na feilméaraí ag reidhteach i gcoinnibh an Earraigh nuair a thagan lá 'le Brighde

Is í naomh Brighde patrún an fheilméarachta

Gach dara lá o mó lá-sa Pádruigh
Oidhche 'le Brighde gan bruitheachán
Oidhche Nodlag gan im
Oidhche Inide gan feoil
O Dhia nach suarac an teach é seo

Nós eile déanann fear an tighe cros de tighe agus maide. Crocann sé ar an taobh theas do'n teach é.

Transciption in Modern Irish:
Na Nósanna a Théann le Lá 'le Bríde
Téann siad thart leis na mBrídeóg Lá 'le Bríde.
Is ceart coinnle a bheith agat Lá 'le Bríde.
Bíonn crosóga dhá dhéanamh Oíche 'Le Bríde. Bíonn daoine ag siúl thart agus sean-channa acu agus iad ag bualadh air ag baint ceol as.
Is ceart an doras a fhágáil oscailte agus tiocfaidh Bríd isteach.
Is é Lá 'le Bríde an chéad lá d'Earrach.
Bíonn uair ar maidin agus uair tráthnóna de fhadaigh ar an lá ó Lá 'le Bríde.
Tosnaíonn na feirmeoirí ag réiteach i gcoinne an Earraigh nuair a thagann Lá 'le Bríde.
Is í Naomh Bríd patrún na feirmeoireachta.
Gach dara lá ó mó lá, 'sa Pádraig.
Oíche 'le Bríde gan bruitheachán.
Oíche Nollag gan im.
Oíche inide gan feoil.
O, Dhia, nach suarach an teach é seo.
Nós eile: déanann fear an tí cros de tuí agus maide. Crochann sé ar an taobh theas den teach é.
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mile from St. Manchans Church. One of these is said to have been made by the saint himself others by his mother St. Meela who lived in Kell, Leamonaghan.
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There are several stones in the locality of Lemonaghan, Offaly, Parish of Ballinahown on which the track of the hoof of St. Manchans cow is seen quite plainly.
One of these stones is inside the school gate and many visitors come to see it. There are two little hollows in it with a ridge between them just like a cows hoof. There are four of these stones in the place.
There are three on St. Manchns Tochar. Tradition says that when St. Manchan's cow was stolen at one time that the cow left these tracks on the flags so that he could trace her which he did .
There are also the marks of human feet ona few stones at Kell (a quarter of a
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In the Penal Times the priests used to read Mass under ditches, on rocks and by the hillside. One rock on which Mass used to be read is situated in Bolart, Clara, County Offaly. This rock is called the Mass Rock and many people used to flock to this rock to hear Mass and to recite the Rosary as it was this little prayer that kept the faith alive in Ireland during that time.
There is also a Mass rock situated in Fahearin, Ballycumber, in the County of Offaly, in the parish of Ballinahown. There is cave situated near this rock and in olden time it was used as a hiding place for Priests and their attendance, because
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if the Priest-huntesr saw the Priests reading mass or encouraging the faith they would be-head htme. At that time the Priests used to have watches on guard so that if the enemy was seen coming they could go to their hiding place in time.
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Priests used to hide themselves from the priest-hunters in the penal times. One of these hiding places was between Curraghlassa and Kilcolgan.
This place is called the caislean. It was built underground and it is still to be seen.
Every day a priest used to say Mass in this cave and many people attended it.
There were no house built in those days for priests to say Mass in, but they said Mass on the side of a hill or in this cave.
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There are two churchyards in this parish. One is in Boher in the Church grounds. The other is in Leamonaghan, beside the ruined church of St. Manchan.
They are both in use still, the one in Boher being only a new one. They are both oblong in shape.
The church of St. Manchan is situated in the middle of St. Manchan's churchyard. It is on a slight hill, which slopes away to the east. There are some trees growing around by the walls of the graveyard.
On the southeastern corner is situated St. Manchan's well and the ash tree which he planted. They are just outside the wall.
There is a big flat slab outside the Church on the Eastern side. St. Manchan himself is supposed to be buried under it. There is a small cross carved in the stone, about a foot long. The writing on the stone is very blurred.
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a great wind arose and carried the cap a great distance to a place near Ballinahown on the borders of Offaly and Westmeath.
On the feast of St. Ciarin, Sept the 9th every year there is a great wind which is called the "St. Ciaran's wind".
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St Manchan and St Ciaran once manted to divide their land between them. They decided to get up early on a certain morning and start walking towards each other. St. Manchan from Leamonaghan and St. Ciaran from Clonmacnoise.
On the day appointed St. Manchan got up and started to walk towards Clonmacnoise as quickly as possible. He kept on until finally he arrived at Clonmacnoise without meeting St. Ciarain.
When he got there he found St. Ciarain still in bed having slept it out.
St. Ciaran then said, "we will have to settle it some other way. Let me throw this cap from here and wherever it lands that will be the boundary". So when St. Ciarain was throwing his cap
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We'll sing you a song, and we'll sing with good will,
Its all about our little town of Mohill.
Through peace and through war, it has weathered the test,
And proved it's the best little town in the West.
To the North we are linked up with Ballinamore,
To the South we are close to Lough Rynn's shady shore,
And just to the East lies the city of Cloone,
To the West Boyle & Carrick are reached very soon.
From Treanmore we travel to Mullaghrace,
From the creamery down to the Fair Green we pace,
On streets good and wide, and the toepaths are fine,
All due to the work of Colreavy and Clyne.
Our landmarks are many - we've lots of stray goats,
And a splendid new mill for the crushing of oats,
Erected quite recently by Mr. Crowe,
But the real driving power is the one known as Co.
Our creamery forges ahead at full steam,
It's dealing with millions of gallons of cream,
Jack Kelly each month pays out cheques by the score,
But suppliers complain that Kiltoghert pays more.
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Another great asset for which we give thanks,
Is the fact there we're furnished with wonderful Banks,
If an overdraft's needed, or a loan- so they say
Just tap Mr Beattie, or Mr M Veagh.
Our Show every year has been one huge success,
Great men at the helm, sure it could not be less,
Frank Flynn & Kenny - what treasures we've got,
In the Rector, the Canon, Tom Gannon and Knott.
The Civic Guard Barracks with flag pole complete,
Is in the West end, at the top of Main Street.
And Sergeant O'Connor knows law by the yard,
But to give him his due, he's not frightfully hard.
George OMalley supplies all the best makes in cars,
Canning Brothers & Dolan stock beer and cigars,
Hart and Gannon turn out most excellent suits,
Gibson, P. Henry and Bradshaw sell boots.
A wonderful project - the President's Dream -
In other words known as the Great Shannon Scheme,
Is now close at hand, and we fervently hope
They'll pay all that's due to our friend Mr Cope.
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ruin stands on another hill about 50 yards from the other. The ruins are situated quarter of a mile from Moylough chapel.
For signs of the weather we in this district, look in the direction of these ruins, for behind them, the sun sets and when the clouds gather black behind them, we know the rain is coming. When we see a bright streak coming along the horizon at the back of them, we are glad for we know the weather is going to clear.
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2019-01-18 12:35
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There is an old ruined castle about 1 1/2 miles west of this school. It was built by the Fitzgeralds in olden times, they lived in it. It was a very big castle. It was Cromwell who attacked it and knocked it.
There are a lot of holes in the ruin and it is said that it was Cromwell's guns that made them. There is an old grave-yard just outside the castle.
There is just one round part of the castle left and there is no roof on it, there was a stone roof but it fell in. There were steps up to the door, but now they are all covered with grass and nettles. There are stone steps up to the top of the castle and you could see all round the country side in olden times from the top. An old man told me that old records of the place were lost and have never been recovered.
The ruins can be seen for miles around; one wall still stands on one hill and the larger portion of the
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Our railway is good, and the service is sound,
The trains - given time - cover plenty of ground.
Lots of nice buildings, and big wooden gates -
Though sad to relate they are charged on the rates.
Another thing too causes much discontent,
And that is the fact that we have to pay rent,
But the fellow we'd like to attack with an axe
Is the blighter who worked out the first Income Tax.
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2019-01-18 12:27
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We'll sing you a song, and we'll sing with good will,
Its all about our little town of Mohill.
Through peace and through war, it has weathered the test,
And proved it's the best little town in the West.
To the North we are linked up with Ballinamore,
To the South we are close to Lough Rynn's shady shore,
And just to the East lies the city of Cloone,
To the West Boyle & Carrick are reached very soon.
From Treanmore we traavel to Mullaghrace,
From the creamery down to the Fair Green we pace,
On streets good and wide, and the toepaths are fine,
All due to the work of Colreavy and Clyne.
Our landmarks are many - we've lots of stray goats,
And a splendid new mill for the crushing of oats,
Erected quite recently by Mr. Crowe,
But the real driving power is the one known as Co.
Our creamery forges ahead at full steam,
It's dealing with millions of gallons of cream,
Jack Kelly each month pays out cheques by the score,
But suppliers complain that Kiltoghert pays more.
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2019-01-18 12:18
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Yankees fish with fearful bugs,
Rinds of pork and wooden plugs,
Worms of wool, and fearsome eels,
Fixed and multiplying reels,
Rods of every brand of timber,
Stiff and heavy, long and limber,
Hempen lines all full of spots,
Tied with clumsy, awkward knots,
Flies all wings and gaudy hackle,
Every sort of glaring tackle,
Strange to say the fact endures,
That fish in plenty take these lures.
The British angler fishes fine,
'Tis difficult to see his line,
His cast is of the type 6X,
His hooks are gilt, size 16, snecks,
All common maggots he'll refuse,
They must be tinted dainty hues,
His worms must be a lovely pink,
And full of wiggle as they sink,
Another of his fancy whims,
Is lots of groundbait in all swims,
There he will sit and watch his float,
Of every flicker taking note,
Then pack his kit in highest dudgeon,
He's fished all day for one small gudgeon.
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They seldom have a funeral - so,
probably, dont die;
Of weddings too, they seem to be particularly shy;
Increase they must - their numbers never seem to fall.
How do they die? How do they wed?
How do they live at all?
It seems to me their rules and regulations are a mystery;
It's time some learned person started writing up their history.
I'm often asked to help the needy Missions far away
In Africa and China, and in darkest Mandalay;
Methinks it would be wiser if we started nearer hand.
There's much room for improvement in our own dear native land.
Our highways and our byways
teem with wild Nomadic bands,
Let us try and garner these in, then
we'll tackle foreign lands.
A.O.E.B.
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feet long, rounded, and pointed at the end.
There is a wooden peg, about eight inches from this point, on which the "setter" places his foot when making the hole in the sod.
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At the Concert we gave at the start of this year,
We praised our old Town and the good people here,
But now we must sing of the troubles we've had,
Bad weather, bad crops, really everything bad.
The markets have weakened, fat turkeys are cheap,
Prices quoted for geese make the farmer's wife weep,
For chickens and eggs there is scarcely a price,
And the beef and pork markets are not at all nice.
But in spite of it all we have battered along,
Though prospects are dull we are still going strong,
When troubles arise we dont meet them half way,
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essential for the work.
The best mixture is sulphate of copper (bluestone) and washing-soda.
Finally, the potatoes are lifted or dug out of the earth in October. Father and the boys do the digging with spades, and we, children, help with the picking.
The sound potatoes are stored in pits, locally known as "heaps." The potatoes are built up in a roof-shaped, or wedge-shaped, manner to a height of about two feet. The ground underneath is made level first, and the width of the "heap' of potatoes is also about two feet, and tapers gradually to a point like the "ridging" of a roof. On a dry day a covering of rushes is carefully laid against the sides and on the top of the potatoes, and this is then covered to a depth of three or four inches with earth, which is dug up all round the heap. The digging of this trench all round the pit or "heap," helps to remove the rain that falls, and runs down the sides of the pit.
The "scibhin."
This is a wooden shaft about four
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As few farmers in our locality have two farm-horses, it is usual to work in "co" when ploughing. This means that you borrow a horse to get your ploughing done, then lend your horse to the neighbour who obliged you with his. Many farmers also co-operate with their neighbours when digging with the loy. A large number working for the same person, without payment, is called a "meitheal."
Every member of this "meitheal" will have all the others to work for him on the day choses for his own "meitheal," until there have been as many meitheals as members.
When the young stalks are just about to burst up, the crop has to be moulded or "finished." This is done by digging the furrows to a depth of two or three inches and shovelling the mould on to the top of the ridge.
The next work is spraying. This needs to be done at least twice, and, in a wet Summer, three times. The first spraying should be done when the stalks are about nine inches tall.
The second spraying should be done about a fortnight or three week later. A spraying machine is
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Name of Pupil:- Eileen Easdley
Address:- Tullylannon, Leitrim
Churning
Our churn is an upright one, and is about sixteen years old. The top and bottom are circular, and it is about three feet in height. The sides taper from the bottom to about six inches from the top. This "top" or rim is splayed out slightly upwards. There is a circular hole in the centre of the round lid, through which the handle of the "churn-dash" passes. This '\churn-dash" consists of a wooden handle about six feet long, with a heavy disc of perforated wood, about twelve inches across, at the lower end. The churn is made, like a barrel, of oak staves, bound round with six strong iron hoops. The churning is done by
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2019-01-18 11:29
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as fond of whiskey as ever. “O indeed he is” said Con. And he is perishing with the cold some days. “And when will you be going back” “I”ll be going back the day after to morrow” said Con. “Musha would you bring Paddy a sup of whiskey in a bottle” said the old woman.
“Begorra I will” said Con, “and I have some bacon here that would do for a bit of a rasher in the morning.” “Will you bring it” said the old woman “I will to be sure” said Con and “I have a frieze coat here that would keep keep him warm these cold nights” “If you will bring it to him” said the old woman to Con. So Con packed up his frieze coat the bacon and the whiskey and mounted his jinnet, and started on the road again. “Begorra” said Con “there are are a good many queer ones in this side of the country. The sooner one would get out of it all the better.” So Con was making his road for home to Nan again. By this time the dark of the night had come on and Con had a long road before him. So he tried to find a place to stop alongside the road for the night. A farmer there let Con and the jinnet in an outhouse until the morning and when the light dawned Con started off home to Nan quite satisfied when he had found three people more foolish than Nan.
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2019-01-18 11:21
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From the first game he started to lose all his money until finally he had his last shilling down when one card fell on the ground, the man stooped to lift it and for the first time he noticed that the men had cloven feet. He nearly dropped dead when he saw it and when he looked up again the men were gone including all his money. It was nearly morning when he returned home a frightened and a penniless man.
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way through the second and as he did so, the two men cut his body in two with a wonderful blow of their spears. With joy and sorrow mingled in their hearts they returned home.
Over the grave of Mrs Connolly is still to be seen on a tombstone, the picture of the wonderful hound, the men and the spears which in itself is enough to tell the wonderful tale the inscription bears.
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2019-01-18 11:19
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More than two hundred years ago a very wonderful incident happened by Lough Marron Glenade Co’ Leitrim. Beside the lake there dwelt a man and his wife named Connolly. One day this woman went to the lake to do some washing her husband who was alone in the house noticed her being a long time absent and went out to see what was delaying her. On reaching the lake he found to his surprise a wonderful large hound eating his wife. He ran back as fast as possible and secured his shot gun and loading it he fired at the hound and shot him dead but as he was about to turn back he heard a wonderful scream and out from the lake dashed a second similar monster. Laden with fear and sorrow he rushed back to his home and reined his steed and together with a neighbour man with another horse they both set out with spears in hand and the wonderful hound at their heels across roads glens and mountains they went for miles and miles until their strength was almost gone. Then a thought came into their minds they turned horses across the road and the Dobharchú was coming in such a haste that he dashed right through the first horse and half
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Duck down on Granny's Splinter
Get a big flat stone and put a block of wood on it. Then take turns to try to knock the stone from (the b) under the block without knocking the block. Who ever succeeds first, runs in and shouts "Duck down on Granny's Splinter" Then the game begins again.
Conquers
Two people get strings with chestnuts tied to the end. Then one tries to knock the head of the others string. They get three chances each turn. Who ever knocks the chestnut off first wins the game.
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2019-01-18 11:00
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Another time there lived a man in the town land of Loughiasg who had a well of water at the butt of a spink. It was very difficult to get to the well and he made it easier by making steps down the side of the spink. It was said that there was dancing and singing and great music going on here each night. But this man took sick and died before next morning.
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2019-01-18 10:58
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So now I'll learn to cast a fly
Cunningly made of feathers, skin and gauze,
Or spin a phantom- or a spoon -though I
Would much prefer to break these mouldy laws,
By using worms, or frogs, or even toads,
And catching fish by all the old-time modes.
It's very hard to say where this will end;
Later, perhaps, some justice will decree
That artificial baits the laws offend.
In being not what they purport to be.
Thus coming under criminal offences -
Obtaining fish by means of false pretences.
A.O.E.B.
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end. As he was walking along the (bank) edge of a bog he saw a woman sitting below him and the hound beside her. This was the (hound) hare which turned into a woman and afterwards there was no witch craft in that locality.
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2019-01-18 10:52
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At the Concert we gave at the start of this year,
W praised our old Town and the good people here,
But now we must sing of the troubles we've had,
Bad weather, bad crops, really everything bad.
The markets have weakened, fat turkeys are cheap,
Prices quoted for geese make the farmer's wife weep,
For chickens and eggs there is scarcely a price,
And the beef and pork markets are not at all nice.
But in spite of it all we have battered along,
Though prospects are dull we are still going strong,
When troubles arise we dont meet them half way,
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2019-01-18 10:51
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Once upon a time there was witch craft going on in the town land of Strasallagh by which they were loosing all their butter. When they were at much distress one of the men determined to catch the witch.
This could not be done except he had a white hound without a black hair or a black hound without a white (hound) hair. But it happened that this man had a hound to answer the description. One day he set out to do the task and after some searching he arose the hare. Then the race began and after some tricking and racing the animals disappeared out of his sight. He followed on to the place where he thought the chase would
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2019-01-18 10:47
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But fight them with spirit both cheerful and gay.
My friend Mr. Parker, a fisherman bold,
Went out with his rod in the rain and the cold,
To the bluest of bridges far up on Lough Rynn,
And angled for perch with a worm and pin.
My friend Mr. Bradshaw, a fisherman stout,
Went out to Belscarra to capture a trout,
He coaxed him with minnow with grub and with fly
But didn't succeed as that trout was too fly.
Ah, but do you remember, at Jamestown this year,
That salmon I hooked in the pool at the weir,
How just when I had him quite close to the shore,
He smashed up the tackle, we saw him no more.
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2019-01-18 10:42
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Oh yes I remember, you didn't know how, To handle that fish and I tell you right now,
I knew that the fish would quite easily win,
Any salmon you catch will be out of a tin.
The trout fishing over the time is now ripe,
To search for the pheasant, the woodcock and snipe,
With a dog and a gun and a bag on my back,
I'll go to the hills and with birds fill a sack.
You might if you got them asleep on the nest,
For I'm told that your shooting is none of the best,
In fact 'tis reported you miss a whole lot,
And buy all the pheasants you say you have shot.
So now we'll conclude this most doleful refrain
Our singing we hope hasn't caused you much
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2019-01-18 10:39
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as a pan the half of a woman and whole of a man.
Answer -: A penny.
8. As I went over the London bridge I met a London boy he drew off his hat and drew off his coat and what was the name of the boy.
Answer -: Andrew.
9. There was once a ship on the sea and a ladder down the side of it which was two inches in water when the tide came in what depth was the ladder in the water.
Answer -: Two inches.
10. When is a man in debt to his two ears. Answer -: When he has a (had) hat upon him which is not paid for.
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2019-01-18 10:37
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pain,
We're really good friends and we scold just for fun,
On fishing and shooting, on dog and on gun.
We thank you for calling upon us for more,
But really and truly we've finished our store,
Of rhyme at the moment we haven't a trace,
So thank you again and go right about face.
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along with Mary Boylan and Mary Flood, two very good dancers.
Peter Sheridan was a good hand at the "Jog." When a part would be going on he would jump up and start doing the "Jig" by himself. He was very quick on his feet and the "Jig" was his favourite step.
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Thus shewing Political sense,
By paying large Bounties,
In twenty six counties,
Making farmers a just recompense.
Says Labour we'll find work galore,
For all un-employed, and some more,
But when they're elected,
Their dupes are neglected,
And starve on the dole, as before.
Mac Dermott is still going strong,
And though he's not here very long,
His new Centre Party
Is fit, hale and hearty,
And swears it will right every wrong.
I don't know which party will win,
I do know that when they get in,
They'll draw their good pay,
And squabble all day,
And kick up the usual din.
And all this goes down on the Rate,
Although we are called a Free State,
The poor old scapecoat,
Is the man with a vote,
He discovers this fact when he's late.
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2019-01-18 10:34
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There were many good dancers in Baltray long ago. Some of them danced "The Sailors Hornpipe" others The Jog and others "The Reel." The names of those dancers were William Leavens, Thomas Sweeney, Patrick Smith, Peter Sheridan, Patrick King and Thomas McGuirk.
These dancers did not learn the steps from anybody they picked them up themselves. These dancers never went on the stage to dance but danced at parties and at dances.
When at a party William Leavens would jump up and do the Sailors Hornpipe. Sometimes Patrick Smith and Thomas McGuirk would challenge each other to see who would do it the best. Each of the mentioned dancers could do each different step. When doing the "Reel" perhaps Thomas Sweeney and Patrick King would dance
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1. Caide an difir atá eadár cearc snag breac agus coilean snag breac.
Freagra-: Tá cionn acú ban agus dhub agus an chionn eile dubh agus ban.
2. Mhathair mhór ar chúl an cofra agus dha chead cota air.
Freagra-: Gas gabaiste.
3. Caide an mheid gruaige atá i ruball chat. Freagra-: Níl aon chionn.
4. Caide a taobh de'n cupa a bhfuil an cluais air. Freagra-: Taobh amuigh.
5. Little miss eddy coat in a white peticoat the longer she stand the shorter she goes. Answer-: A candle.
6. Forty sheep went through a gap forty more followed that six, seven, ten, eleven, three, two how many is that. Answer -: five.
7. As round as an apple as flat
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2019-01-18 10:28
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In making my final selection,
For any Political Section,
I read with surprise,
The large pack of lies,
They publish about this election.
Old Cosgrave makes speeches and says,
He'll finish the war in tree days,
He's given a promise,
To beat Jimmie Thomas,
In many and various ways.
He says we'll have peace, perfect peace,
No more Politicians will fleece,
The hard-working farmer,
Whose days will be calmer,
When rents, rates, and taxes shall cease.
And Devvie says nothing we owe,
To England, so why should we go,
And pay the Annuities,
And other gratuities,
To John Bull and Tomas and Co?
We'll keep all that cash in Suspense
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2019-01-18 10:19
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toes.
There is a man named Pat Moore from Blackhall. He jumped off a rick of straw with a lot of hen's tied to him. He threw a weight four stone twenty yards. One day a man named Paddy Connly challenged him in a race and he beat him.
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2019-01-18 10:18
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Long ago there was a man named Jim Briscoe from Blackhall. He could throw four stone weights twenty yards. He could throw a barrel of wheat over his head. He stood on his head on Termonfeckin castle. He hung from the top of the castle with his
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2019-01-18 10:16
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There were great walkers in this district long ago. These old people used to walk long journeys because there was no other way of travelling in olden times.
There was a man living in Blackhall about sixty years ago and he was a great walker. This man's name was Thomas Daly. It is said that he walked to Dundalk and back. This journey is fifteen miles and he completed it both ways in seven hours. His business to Dundalk was to pay his rent and he went to a fair which was in Dundalk on that day.
This man was also a great mower. It is said that he could mow two acres of corn or meadow in six hours with a raping hook. It is said that this man moved twelve acres of corn in three days.
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2019-01-18 10:05
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Long ago the danes built a castle in the centre of Termonfeckin. There is a cave running from the castle to the castle well. In this cave they hid all their gold and valuable vessels. The village people made many attempts to get the hidden treasure but failed to find it. This treasure is there still. The castle also stands.
Many hidden treasures have been found in this district. The treasures consisted of gold and silver.
Fairy people have been seen at this cave. People have been able to see the treasure after eating a meal of "water cress" or after drinking goat's milk. These people see the treasure in their sleep.
Ghosts of animals are supposed to guard this treasure. Red lights are seen at this treasure three times a year at midnight. The time of the year nobody knows.
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2019-01-18 08:46
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woman is supposed to come and if a spoon falls a child is coming to the house.
When a person would die all the clocks in the house would be stopped and the doors left open for the soul to go free.
The people long ago would not sweep out a floor or throw out water or ashes on New Years Eve.
When a storm arose the old people used to throw the shar of a plough behind the fire on the hearth to still the winds.
If your ear is hot a person is supposed to be backbiting.
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2019-01-18 08:39
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towards him. He turned back again and did not go to work that day. Next day he met him again and went to a young priest and told him his story.
The priest went with Michael Fitzgerald the next day and (and) they saw the ghost, and the priest went and spoke to the ghost. Michael Fitzgerald turned back. After a few days the priest sent for Michael Fitzgerald. The priest was dying and said, "if you ever see a thing like that again go and talk to it yourself and do not be putting other people into trouble.
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2019-01-18 08:38
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Once upon a time there lived a man named Michael Fitzgearld who went to America to earn his living. At the same time a teacher had to resign from her school and go to America for the good of her health.
After a few years the teacher came home well, and met a man who asked her did she see Michael Fitzgerald in America. She said I have a sad story to tell you about him. When he went to America he knew nobody and met a man from Limerick who had no friends either in America. They became great friends.
The man from Limerick died and Michael Fitzgerald was very sorry after then and he did not go to work for a few days.
One morning as he was going to work though the streets of New York he saw the Limerick man coming
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2019-01-18 07:04
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in the field. At last this woman grew very rich and had plenty to eat and after a time she built herself a new house. One day hunters were out and they killed this hare. One of the men brought her home and his wife put her down in the pot. When she was boiled his wife went to take her up and when she did there was nothing there but a pot of threads. Then she threw it out the door and as she did it changed into a hare again and off she went.
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2019-01-18 06:58
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Long ago a woman lived near a big bog. She was very poor and her husband had died a long time ago. She lived in a shanty by herself. This woman had witchcraft and she could change herself into anything she wished. So one day she made up he mind to change herself into a crow and so she did. She made at once to the nearest town to her and used carry something from every house either money or food. Other times she would change herself into a hare and would go at dawn and (would) milk some
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2019-01-18 06:47
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Once a man lived near a church yard, and there was another house near it too. One night a man heard a noise in the room in which he was sleeping. All the pictures in the room fell except one. In the morning when he got up he went to put them up again and when he left the room the one that did not fall down the night before fell down, and behind it there was a letter, and written down in it was "The dead man will rise to night. That night he heard a voice saying "Will you?" and the man said "All right and he disappeared and he was never again seen.
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2019-01-18 06:41
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breakfast and they were surprised to see all the deep cuts on his face and hands. They sent for the doctor and he came and he said they would get alright. After a week or two they were alright again. This man would not go out after it getting dark in the evening because he got too big fright that night.
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2019-01-18 06:33
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by the hedge. After a while he made his way to the cross and he ran the rest of the way home. When he arrived home it was three o'clock and everyone in the house was asleep so he had to kick the door to wake them. One of his brothers got up opened the door to leave him in. When he saw the man all blood outside he slapped out the door again and ran up to bed. When he saw in bed he thought that he never locked the door. His brother outside was calling them to open the door and at last he rose the latch of the door and in he came. He took off his clothes and went to bed. When the morning came the people of the house had their
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2019-01-18 06:29
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Long ago a man used to be out very late at night. This night he stayed out until it was half past one. When he was coming home it was a very bright night and the moon was shining. When he came near the Bedford cross he saw a man dressed in black coming towards him. When the man that was dressed in black came near him he asked him what time was it. The answer he got was "It is time for the living to be at rest and for the dead to wander". This gave the man a fright and when he came a little farther he could not go home at all because he could not see where he was going. When he would try to walk he would go from side to side of the road so that he was all scraped
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2019-01-18 06:24
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into a stable. He was not long inside when something hid the door and he thought the door was thrown up against the other door. He got afraid and he ran up in the room and there was only one man in the house and he jumped inside him in the bed and he stayed there till seven o'clock in the morning and then he went home. It is said that the was only trying to save him.
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2019-01-18 06:21
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his pony and his ears cut he got a knife and cut the sides of some of the horses. All the people were going home in the morning and when they saw the horses' sides they vexed, but they did not know who did it. The man with the pony said it was how they burst their sides laughing at his pony without any ears.
When he was going home he had to cross a lonesome place and a cock came out on the road before him and he would not let him cross. The next thing he saw was a woman and she was in white. He got afraid and he went into next house.
He saw down near the fire and he put his pony
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2019-01-18 06:16
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Once upon a time a man was going to a dance to a friends house. His friend was going to America. There was to be an all night until three o'clock. This boy went to the dance and he had a pony. There were other boys at the dance also and they had horses. One of them went out to the stable and cut the ears of boy's pony. The boy went some time after in the stable and when he saw
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2019-01-18 06:13
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So he rubbed it to the man and it was very easy to peel off the skin. He had the bottle used very quickly. He did not know what to do and it was coming near night and he could peel no more of the skin and when the woman came in she gave him another bottle and told him not to use it so quickly. He peeled the man before he had the bottle used and all the skin and bones were around the floor and when the woman came in the next night she saw all the skin and bones on the floor and she said some words over him. The next thing she put the man together again and it was the boy father the boy was after shinning
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2019-01-18 06:08
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Once upon a time there was a house haunted and there was a brave man in the district and he came to the house and he said he would stay up for the night. He stayed up and in twelve o'clock the cock crew and a woman came in with a dead man and she told him to peel all the skin off of the dead man. Then she went away and he did not know what to do. He tried to peel the skin off of the man but he could not. The next day a woman came in again with a bottle and she told him to rub it to the man and he could peel off the skin of him
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2019-01-18 05:31
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to carry him.
He asked them to get nails and nail down the lid of the box and bury him. No one had the heart to do such a cruel thing he begged of them to do it, he said "If they find me here whey will burn your town and hang your priests, so please send for your priest and do what ever he says"
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2019-01-18 05:29
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This story come from a real old Irish family. She was Mrs Faye. She lived in Cannon Row Navan in the year 1798. She knew all about the Battle of '98. Her grandaughter was 83 when she died and she told this story to the person that told me.
In the year '98 it was a terrible time, the people were afraid to go outside their homes after dark, the windows were all darkened up. Mrs Fay and her family were sitting around the fire one night when a knock came to the door. They were fearful going to open it when a voice said, "In Gods name open it", so the womans son opened it and about thirty men came in carrying a long box, they left it down on the floor. They lit a candle and took of the cover of the box. There was a man in the box he was a Protestant Officer of the Republican army from the north of Ireland. He was so badly wounded they had to put him in the box
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2019-01-18 05:19
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woman's husband lived. The husband then said "If my wife was alive I would say that that was her knock. Then, getting up he went to the door and on opening it who should he find standing before him but his wife. He got such a fright that he fainted. also The butler that brought her to life, thinking he had done an awful deed ran away and was never seen again.
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2019-01-18 05:15
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Once upon a time a man lived in Drogheda with his wife and children. It so happened that his wife fell sick and died. She was kept in the dead house for the night in the coffin. She always wore jewelary on her arms. She had some gold bracelets on her when she died and her husband would not let anybody take them off her. The butler knew this and he was longing to get the gold bracelets. He went to the dead house and opened the coffin. Then he tried to cut off the arm that the bracelet was on. When he had it cut the lady jumped up in the coffin and he fainted.
A little while after that somebody knocked at the door of the house where the dead
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2019-01-18 05:07
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woman is supposed to come and if a spoon falls a child is coming to the house.
When a person would die all the clocks in the house would be stopped and the doors left open for the soul to go free.
The people long ago would not sweep out a floor or throw out water or ashes on New Years Eve.
When a storm arose the old people used to throw the [?] of a plough behind the fire on the hearth to still the winds.
If your ear is hot a person is supposed to be backbiting.
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2019-01-18 05:02
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Some people are said to have the power of the Evil Eye - that when they look at a person that some misfortune will come to this person. If a woman brought in a neighbour to look at her child, or at a calf, that person should say "God bless it" so that the woman would know that she was not overlooking it.
If a knife falls a gentleman is supposed to come to the house. If a fork falls a
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2019-01-18 04:58
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Jack the Ripper
One player is chosen to be "Jack the Ripper". He goes and hides. All the others look for him, who ever finds him changes places with him.
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Duck down on Granny's Splinter
Get a big flat stone and put a block of wood on it. Then take turns to try to knock the stone from (the [?]) under the block without knocking the block. Who ever succeeds first, runs in and shouts "Duck down on Granny's Splinter" Then the game begins again.
Conquers
Two people get strings with chestnuts tied to the end. Then one tries to knock the head of the others string. They get three chances each turn. Who ever knocks the chestnut off first wins the game.
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2019-01-18 04:46
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There was a very old man who was living by himself in a house outside the little district of Ard Braccan. One night, as he was sitting at the fire reading a book, a knock came to the door. The man was very much afraid as it was very late, so he said to himself that he would not answer the door. The knock was repeated again, and again, till, at last, the man shouted out, "Who is there". There was no reply. And the man thought to himself that the person who (was) knocked had gone. Suddenly the door burst open and a tall, white figure strode across the kitchen floor. The poor old man got such a fright that he ran out of doors and awakened the people who were living next to him. The neighbours came rushing out to see what was the matter, and they could see nothing, but the old man could still see the figure in the room. It is said that it was a ghost who was supposed to be following that poor man's family, because he died shortly after that happening, and the ghost was never seen since. The old man was the last of the family that bore his name.
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2019-01-18 04:46
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Mrs Burke of Moorvilla, Oulart, Gorey (now dead) made cures for burns consisting of dock roots. Many people were cured of burns by it.
Miss Bessie Breen of Lower Oulart, Gorey, is noted for making for burns consisting of fresh lard juice of ivy leaves + dock leaves. This cure is very remarkable for curing burns + she make it for the whole of Oulart.
Penny leaves seen on land is a very good sign of good + fertile land.
Yellow daisies are the most harmful weeds growing on our land. They are harmful because they take up room on the other plants + also destroy the soil.
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Mrs Burke of Moorvilla, Oulart, Gorey (now dead) made cures for burns consisting of dock roots. Many people were cured of burns by it.
Miss Bessie Breen of Lower Oulart, Gorey, is noted for making for burns consisting of fresh lard juice of ivy leaves + dock leaves. This cure is very remarkable for curing burns + she make it for the whole of Oulart.
Penny leaves seen on land is a very good sign of good + fertile land.
Yellow daisies are the most harmful weeds growing on our land. They are harmful because they take up room on the other plants + also destroy the oil.
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2019-01-18 04:36
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There is a holy well in Kilcormac, but there is no record of, no one ever saw it.
There is an old holy water trough outside the Graveyard + that is where the people go to cure warts.
People say that there is water in that trough the driest day of the year. But it is not the case. If you went there on a Summer's day you would have to bring some water with you to cure the warts by making the sign of cross three times over the warts with the water.
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2019-01-18 04:30
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The name of my townland is Ballineroad. There are seventeen families + eighty one people in the townland.
Ryan is the most common name in the district.
Thatched houses are the plentiest, slated are very scarce. Most of the houses are of the old fashioned make.
It is not known how it got its name. There are no people over seventy living there.
There were more houses in the townland long ago + the ruins are still to be seen. The land is level + futile.
There is no wood in the district. There is one stream. It rises on Oulart Hill + flows to Ballymoty ill near Enniscorty in the Co Wexford.
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2019-01-18 04:21
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Kyle is the name of my home district.
There are fifteen families + eighteen people in it. Most of the houses are slated.
There were more houses + people in it long ago. The ruins of those houses can be seen still. Some of the people emigrated to other countries.
There is a stream in the district named Bo na Baec. It rises on Oulart Hill + flows through Mr Cleary's + Mr Cooney's fields to Carton's river.
There are no woods in the district. There is only one man over seventy in the district. His name is Mr Eagan, Kyle, Oulart, Gorey.
There is no hill in it, there is a covet in it known as the "Fox Covet." The land is very good + fertile.
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2019-01-18 04:10
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Raheenaskea is the name of my townland. It is not rightly known why it ot that mane. Some people say it is the rath of skoughs. Others say it is the rath of water and others say it is the rath of prosperity.
There are eleven families in it and fifty one people. There is one woman over seventy. She cannott speak Irish. She does not tell stories in English.
Bolger + Kinsella are the most common names. Slated houses are most common. There are no ruins in the townland. No one ever imigrated.
There is no river in the townland. The land is good. The townland is not mentioned in any song or story.
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2019-01-18 03:59
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My townland is Garrow so called because long ago there was a lot of flowers gardens + potato gardens kept in it.
There are three families in the townland + seventeen people. There are also three different names Kenny's, Quinseys and Dempseys.
All the houses are slated. No ruins of old houses can be seen. The population was bigger some years ago. Some emigrated to America about thirty years ago.
There are two people over seventy in the townland. Both of them tell stories. There names are Mr. P. Kenny + Mr M. Dempsey Garrow, Oulart Gorey. They do not know Irish.
The land of Garrow is very fertile + good. There are no wood nor rivers, nor bogs in it.
The townland is not mentioned in any song.
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2019-01-18 03:39
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wheel standing up on a piece of an iron stand + that is what spun the wool.
Thatching
Mr M Ryan, Ballineroad, Oulart, Gorey, Co Wexford was a great thatcher. He died in 1934. He was eighty six years of age when he died. It has come down in the family from generation to generation.
Rope Making
Mr W. Ryan, Ballineroad, Oulart, Gorey, Co Wexford makes ropes. He makes them from binding twine. He has three twisters. A twister is a strong piece of iron with a handle on it
He gets eleven strands of twine + twists them together. He get eleven more and does the same. He gets eleven more + does the same. When he has three elevens twisted. He twists them all into one. So that he has thirty three strands of twine in the rope.
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2019-01-18 03:28
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Candle Making
Mrs K Crowe, Ballyedmond, Gorey, Co. Wexford made her own candles.
She made them from tallow. Tallow was a kind of fat. When the fat was melted she would put it in a shape + half times the wick would not be in the middle of the candle.
Often times when the cats were hungry they would take hold of the candle + run away + eat it.
Basket Making
The Haydons of the Harrow, Ferns. Gorey, Co. Wexford were famous basket makers. It has come down in them from generation to generation . They made them from sallies.
Spinning
Mrs Dempsey Ballineroad, Oulart, Gorey, Co. Wexford made her own knitting thread. The colour of the thread was gray. She had a spinning
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2019-01-18 03:14
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I believe that all birds are migratory.
The Blackbirds and Thrushes leave this country about August + go East probably across to England. A few years ago there was a dreadful storm of wind + rain and thousands of these birds were found dead around the Tuscar lighthouse. They were very scarce around here, for a long time after that.
I have watched and studied the habits of birds for years + I believe that there is some connection between birds and the birthplace of Christ. They all move east + south anyway at the end of the Summer.
Above from
Bryan Maguire, Cronellard, Inch, Co Wexford. Born 1869.
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Women used put needles in baby's clothes or cap to keep the fairies from taking them.
They took brides too sometimes. On one occasion a man lost his bride in this manner and he went to the local fairyman to help him to get her back. The fairyman told him to go to a certain gap through which all the fairies would pass at the dead hour of the night. He would see his bride amongst the last of them. He was to provide himself with a knife and as she passed by on horseback he was to cut the saddle girth with one slash. If he failed to cut it with one effort something dreadful would befall himself. The man did as he was advised, succeeded, and won back his bride.
From
Miss Loughnan Tara Hill - Born 1845
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doing a job by day and telling stories of his travels or adventures by night. He was treated like one of the family and as luck would have it he put his charm on Lucy, leaving her one of his pins. He went on his way and Lucy soon followed and married him amd left her father alone. From the moment she went away he was a changed man and never again did he let a beggar cross his threshold. Years afterwards, one cold winter's night as the wind was blowing and the snow falling there came a poor woman to his door holding a baby in her arms.
She was almost in rags and begged for a crust of bread and a drink of milk for herself and her chid for they were both faint with hunger. She also asked for lodging for the night. But he only took up a horsewhip + lashed her back into the stormy night. His heart was sore and hardened by the loss of his daughter from the time she left him.
The poor woman ran from his door crying out her name. It was Lucy his own child but her father did not know and she was never heard of after.
Above was told by
Miss Loughnan. Tara Hill, Parish of Gorey who died 6 years ago aged 87. She had it from her mother. Told to me by Mrs. Mooney her foster child who is responsible for the "dressing up."
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2019-01-18 02:26
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The Bacacs were a bad race of men who used go around in the old times. They were lame, the lameness sometimes feigned and sometimes self inflicted to arouse the sympathy of the people. They cast spells on young women.
Story :-
In a country district of Ireland long ago there lived a farmer named John O'Moore and his only child Lucy. He was an honest hardworking man and his chief ambition in life was to see his daughter who was very beautiful, wed to some of the well-to-do farmers of the district. Being an only child she was the apple of his eye and as her father could afford to give her nearly all she wished for she was very happy. Many young men came to her father's house hoping she would give them a special place in her affections. She was kind to them all but still her heart remained her own. One day after the local "pattern" there came to O'Moore's house a young handsome "Bacach" in rags. Bacacs were plentiful in those days. They came + went at will for people were afraid to refuse them anything for fear they might bewitch them or their horses or cattle or even themselves. They were supposed to carry about their person bewitching pins which they used to give to any girl they happened to fancy and she would track over the country with them and suffer misery + hardship.
He remained there for ten or twelve days
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2019-01-18 02:03
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Many years ago, a man named Ryan from the Cooper's Hollow was on business up in Choghan. He was returning home late at night and who should he meet but a fairy man. He stopped to talk to him in a friendly manner and before they parted the fairy handed him a small round stone. He told Ryan that any, person who was ill would be cured if he touched them with this stone and he disappeared immediately. Ryan started for home laughing to himself at the idea of such a silly story. Near his own home the neighbours were sitting up with a dying man. Ryan called in to see him as he was passing by. The sick man called him down to raise him up and no sooner had he put his arm under him than the man sprang up and said he was never as well. Everyone was astonished by the sudden recovery and Ryan remembering the stone the fairy man had given him, left the house without saying a word, and taking the stone from his pocket, threw it out of his sight and it never was seen since.
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2019-01-18 01:49
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As the land is very good in this district for grazing as well a tilling nearly everyone has a cow, and can make their own butter.
There are many kinds of churns such a table churns, dash churns, end-over-end churns and table horse churns. We have a table churn which holds ten gallons of milk.
Long ago people might be churning for a day and would get no butter and they would say that the fairies and taken it.
Story : Long ago in a certain district in Co. Wexford where no one could get butter from their milk except a very old woman with one cow. The people began to say the old woman was taken it.
The old people of the district were telling the boys of 20 years or so to watch the well of the place on May morning.
All the boys went to watch, but first they took a drink out of the well. Then they saw the old woman coming up to the well with a smile on her face. She had a saucer in her hand and she
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2019-01-18 00:34
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Let's hope this economic war
Will soon be lifted from us.
My bull would then he purchases for
Shipment to Jimmy Thomas
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2019-01-18 00:33
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I have a little Dairy Bull,
Both frolicsome and frisky,
He broke all fences with his skull
And trespassed on Comiskey
Then rambled round and saw strange cows,
Which made him mighty jealous.
So just to start some friendly rows
He trespassed on Dick Ellis.
While there he started swanking round
To show he was a bad "un".
He leaped the river in a bound
Right into Tullybradden.
His pedigree is very good,
His dam is "Bradshaw's Fancy".
His sire has Double Dairy blood
Like his half-sister Nancy.
He's registered and tattooed well,
And licensed by the Dáil.
But when he's taken out to sell
He's not looked at, at all.
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And if you want game on the wild Tulcon bog,
A man can get grouse with a gun and a dog.
Fat pheasants and rabbits are there by the score,
And woodcock and snipe, duck and wigeon go leór.
But let me remind you to go very slow.
The game is preserved, and I'd have you to know
That safety is first, so keep out of the way
Of those gamekeeping experts, Matt Cashin and Grey.
Mr Hardy's in charge of this grand old estate,
And working the property early and late,
The ploughing produces great crops by the ton,
And when one lot's out, sure another's begun.
The herds of fine cattle and wonderful calves
Show work is done thoroughly, never by halves.
And so we must give him well merited praise
For a concrete example that good farming pays.
Mulvanerty lives at the end of the wood.
And Kane at the other end keeps to the good.
Mick Winter and Carroll and Reynolds and Reid
Are excellent company, all are agreed.
Pat martin takes charge of the work in the yard
He's always quite busy and working real hard
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At Tulcon the work is entrusted to Strong,
Who's always most careful that nothing goes wrong.
We've Creamer and Thompson and Sadlier too,
McDougal and Bohan, and Caulfield true blue.
And Kearns and Keville, Booth, Rosemond and more
There's Thomas and Allen on Lough Rynn's green shore.
All living in harmony, jolly and free,
Not careworn and worried, the way you can see me.
I always have trouble from rotten old debts,
But they have their lives without any regrets.
Mr Digges is our Rector, and keeps us in trim,
With well rendered sermon and sweetly sung hymns.
The first to assist us when we are in need,
Regardless of politics, station or creed.
So now I'll conclude, and wish everyone here
The height of prosperity in the coming New Year.
May happiness reign round the shores of Lough Rynn
No sorrow or sadness or sickness creep in.
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2019-01-18 00:09
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I'll sing you a song of the glories of Rynn,
The home of fair women and hardworking men.
A picture of beauty, fair flowers and trees.
And herds of fine cattle in grass to their knees.
From Cloncahir the lake goes to Tulcon's great weir.
Where Fox has a pub and sells excellent beer.
Where anglers rush when the trout will not rise,
To give them new courage for fresh fishing lies.
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2019-01-18 00:05
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"Mother lay out my plus four clothes,
Silken shirt and my college tie,
Fair isle jumper, and draughtboard hose,
Stetson hat, Python shoes, for I,
Have an appointment -- an acid test,
And to win my point I must be well dressed. "
"An appointment son, and important too,
Is it pleasure, or love, or merely business?
I'll certainly lay out the clothes for you,
But pray don't tax me with too much quizziness,
If I ask you about that acid test,
And why you desire to be well dressed?"
"Dear mother today I received a note,
From that cheerful chap who inspects our taxes,
"Come down to Sligo" he gaily wrote,
"This is the place to grind your axes,
Bring your accounts -- that's the acid test,"
"So mother 'twill pay me to be well dressed."
"(Go al)
"Go along you gawk, don the oldest rags,
Dungarees, and the Home boy's clogs,
Cardigan jacket made out of bags,
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Greybuck short with the reek of bogs, Look like an "idiot," you'll pass that test,
You'll be well assessed, if you go well dressed."
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2019-01-17 23:56
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"Some say Lancewood rods are best,
Some say Greenheart stands the test,
But when the experience they gain,
All anglers swear by good Split cane".
His advice to beginners.
"Trout are clever and trout can see,
So move with caution, and silent be,
Or else you'll quit with a day quite blank,
And only your clumsy self to thank.
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Our Slogan Fiend
Our local tackleist is a bit of a rhymster, and a firm believer in catchy window displays, and having lately received this season's supply of brand new fishing tackle,he had labelled it, to, at least, his own taste.
Underneath a glittering gathering of spoonbaits we read,
"Everything comes to him who waits,
So weighty pike wait for these baits."
His pet devon advised us that,
"Trout imagine they're nearing Heaven,
When they see this lovely devon,
Far from the fact - for truth to tell,
If only they knew it, they're nearer to hell."
Attached to a mighty rod is the caption
"After the egg- a real good cackle,
After the fish use real good tackle."
His fly selection is labelled thus.
"Bloody Butcher and Ginger Quill,
Properly cast your creel will fill,
And when the floods are well run down
You can't do better than try March Brown."
On the Split Cane Rods we read,
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2019-01-17 23:43
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When you are hunting the cows you say "Go on Suckie" When you are hunting the calves you say "Suckie Suckie" Cow-houses are usually thatched and a stone floor, with bedding shaken over it. The cow-houses are called byres. The cows are tied to a big stake with a chain out of it. A bit of blessed palm and a bottle of Easter Sunday Holy Water are hung in byres. The horse is the most useful animal a farmer has. Therefore he must be fed well. The first time you milk a cow after calving, you put a coin in the bucket or sometimes salt for luck. There once was a cow grazing out the country and she belonged to no one. One (a man) day a man came to milk her with a bucket that had no bottom.
The cow died on the spot. The farmer feeds his horse with hay and straw. The blacksmith shoes him. The horse is usually clipped (durning the) during the Winter, when he is in the stable. A stable consists of a manger for hay, a box for oats,
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2019-01-17 23:36
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a stone floor and pegs for harness.
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up in the byre for luck. There are no customs or stories connected with milking. A special house is kept for the horse and it is called a stable. When people are feeding the horse, they put the hay in a manger, which is kept in a corner of the stable. When training a horse he is driven on the road with long reins. When a horse is trained to work, four shoes are put on him. They are brushed and cleaned every morning and before the Spring work they are lipped. Goats are kept for their milk. Sheep are useful for the wool and meat. Pigs are very useful to the farmer for making money.
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2019-01-17 23:32
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The most useful animals around a farm are the cow, the horse, the ass, and the goat. Sometimes the farmers put names on each cow to distinguish one when he is talking about them.
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killed Cheasty's horses. This was a storm here about two years ago.
given by Mrs Power, Carrigadustra Kilmeaden Co Waterford.
To Thomas Power Carrigadustra Kilmeaden Co Waterford.
Severe Weather
One of the greatest snow storms which ever occurred in this district happened in the year eighteen ninety two. This great blizzard lasted a fortnight and when the snow ceased falling fences hedges and fields were buried under the snow. It was so high that the people did not know where they were walking,for it covered roads and paths. It smothered a lot of sheep. People could not work. It caused the death of a man. This man was driving a bread van. He saw that the sky began to get dark. The snow fell very heavy and soon he had to leave the van behind and go on with the horse. He got numbed with the cold. The horse made his
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Him. Finally He met a smith who asked Him, "who tied His hands in such a shameful way" "Our Lord told him all that happened Him, and that He could get no man to release Him". The smith cut the irons with a chisel, and gave Him freedom When He was parting with the smith He told him, He would give him a privilege, and to all smiths until the end of time, that the hardest work they would do, they would not feel tired for I'll put all your tiredness on the people herding sheep and cattle. He did not know who our Lord was until then
Mary B Reidy
Pleasure-Hill
Newmarket
Co Cork
I found this story from my uncle John Reidy and he found it from his father R J P (age 67 years).
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"The Local Forge"
There are five forges in the parish, four in Newmarket, and one in Taur. The smith
in Newmarket are Mr Allen, Mr Brennan. Mr Fitzpatrick, and Mr. Forde and Mr. Fitpatrick in Taur, their fathers, and grandfathers were smiths also The forges are situated near a road. The forge is a low building covered with slate. The door is an ordinary door, There is but one fire-place within. There are two boards to the back, and front of the bellows, leather at the sides, and an iron pipe in the top which leads to the hob, they were not made locally. The implements are hammers, nail pincers, sledges, tongs etc. The smith shoes horses, and asses. He does not make any farm implements. The shoeing of wheels is done in the open air. Smiths have a special privilege. When Our Lord was living on this earth, long ago He was travelling through the country one day, and fell into a band of enemies. They took him prisoner, and said to Him they would persecute Him. After hard pleading they left Him go, and bound His two hands together with iron hand-cuffs, and left Him travel away at that. He met several people after, who refused to release
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Lá Fhéile Bríghde
Tagann lá Fhéile Bríghde ar an gcéad lá d'Earrach. Bíonn fáilte mhór ag na daoine roimh an lá sin. I gcuimhne Naomh Brighid a bhíonns an lá sin againn. Bíonn chuile dhuine ag choimlint le go mbeadh na fataí cruachta an lá sin. Marbhuigheann chuile dhuine caora nó gé nó lacha lá Fhéile Bríghde. Níl sé ceart maistre a dhéanamh an lá sin. Tá go leor nósanna
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ag baint leis an lá sin. Bíonn fear ag dul thart ó theach go teach le crios Bríghde.

An Gasúr: Micheál Ó Conaire
Áit Chomhnuidhthe: Sáile Liath

Sgéalaidhe: Tomás Ó Conaire
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Tagann lá Fhéile Brighde ar an 1adh de mí Feabhra. Deireann na daoine gur bé sin an chéad lá d'Earrach. Tá nós aca ag cur croiseanna suas in-onóir do Naomh Brighid.
Bíonn daoine ag imtheacht an oidhche sin agus crios déanta aca le súgáin agus bíonn ceithre crois air. Nuair a thagann síad isteach i dteach, deireann siad:-

Crios Brighde mo chrios
Crios na gceithre gcrois
An té a ghabhfas amach fá mo chrios
Go mba fearr a bhéas sé bliadhain ó anocht

Annsin téigheann muintir an tighe amach fá'n gcrios agus tugann siad pinghneacha dóibh.
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The most harmful of all the weeds are the yellow moons. They are so harmful because they smother the crops and take all the soil out of the land. There is another harmful weed known as prasak. It is harmful because it spreads over the land very quickly. And it takes all the good out of the land.
There is another weed known as the nettle. A sting of a nettle can be cured by a dock leaf. The cure is, rub the sting with the leaf.
The chicken week will cure sore eyes by rubbing the sore eyes with the weed. Frockens were use long ago, for dyeing garments.
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Basket making was carried on in the farmer's houses long ago. And mostly in the house of Mr. Hillard of Carnew and Mr. Irwin of Clohamon.
Long ago the people made their own candles, out of rushes. They got the rush and peeled it. Then they put the inside of the rush in grace (grease). They had a special candle stick to put the rush in and it burned out there.
Most of the forge work was carried on in the farmer's houses. The smiths made ploughs. They also made their own horse-nails.
Long ago the people had their own spinning wheels. And they spun their own thread. Then they weaved the thread into cloth.
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Uair éigin fado 'na cianta aimsire ó sin nuair a bhiodh cócaláin ag buacaillíb agus ag cailíníbh gach aon trathnóna Domhnaig ar feadh an t-Samraidh ag cros bóthair.
[?] do bhí gasra acu [?] ar cros bhóthar áirighthe, agus láithreán mar adhmaid acu cun rinnce air, agus an ceól agus an rinnce ar siubhal go meidhreach agus iad go sultmhar agus go grianach agus gur gairid leo an tráthnóna. Dá bh-feicfeá ortha déarfá leat féin nár bh-fios ag aoinne acu cad é an rud an donas marab é an damhas é, bhí crot chomh sultmhar san orru.
Do ráinig bean uasal na measg, ceann bréagh slíomtha de ghruaig fhionn uirthi. Do bhuail sí anonn cun buachalla gur bh'ainm do Seanach Seumas agus d'iarr sí air rinnce léi. Níor aithn aoinne í ná níor fheadadar cad as go d-táinig sí. Do rinnc sí féin agus Seumas go cos-éadrom misneamhail, agus tar éis an rinnce, do shuidh sí ar an g-claide agus i gceann tamaill eile bhí sí imtighthe mar a shloigfead an talamh í agus nuair d'dhéacadar timcheall ortha, bhí Seumas imtighthe leis. Ní raibh aon tuairisc le fághail air
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Amach a' cliathán mo mháthar do baineadh mise"
Do thog sé leis í ag triall ar a leas-mháthair "Sin í agat anois í, a chailligh."
D'imigh sé isteach sa phárlús annsan, agus do thug sé amach leis dha phistol _ bhuail se ar an m-bórd iad. _ _ _ _ _
"Caithfidh tu breith d'imirt liomsa", ars an leas mhac léi, "agus má bhuadhann tú an breith ormsa féadair mé chur cun bháis, agus má bhuaidhim-se ortsí, cuirfeadh-sa chun bháis tusa"
D'imrigheadar an breith, agus do bhuaidh an leas mhac uirthi, agus do chuir sé cun bháis a leas-mháthair, agus do phós sé _ é féin agus an bhean ba ghile ná an grian. Dophósadar agus táid siad go lán súgach ó shin
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Chuaidh sé ar an dtaobh thiar den doras. Fuair sé bun bata a bhí ann agus d'imigh sé suas sa seomra. Ní fheadar mé cad ba chóir dóibh ach d'imigh mé liom agus bhí mé i nDúngarbhán le breacadh an lae chuaidh mé síos go dtí an bhean go raibh luibh an feallsaora aici.
D'inis mé mo scéal di ó thús deire. "Chuaidh tú in an-dinnséir aréir" arsa sí "agus an bóthar a thug tú ort ag teacht. Tabhair bóthar éigint eile ort ag dul abhaile".
Dhein mé a comhairle agus sin é deire a bhí air.

Bhí ministir ann fadó. Fuair inghean leis bás agus d'iarr sé ar seanbhean an t-inghean a caoineadh. Thus sé scilling di agus seo mar a chrom sí í :
"Mo grádh-sa an ministir
Mar isé thabharfadh an scilling dom
Do grádh a leanbh a caoineadh
Ach aoide na coda san
Ar an gcuid eile aca
Siar go t-eirball timpeall"
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Naomh Pádraig an captaen d'fiafruig sé de an bhfuidheach sé imeacht go tír éigint eile sa mbád agus dúirt an captaen ná fuidheach ach chas sé arís agus glach sé Naomh Pádraig isteach sa mbád. Chuaidh Naomh Pádraig go tír éigint eile ach tar éis tamaill tháinigh sé that n-ais arís.
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Oíche amháin nuair a bhí Naomh Pádraig amuigh ar an gcnoc ag tabhairt arachais do na caoirigh. Bhí taidreamh aige agus shíl sé go raibh long ag cuan éigint ag fuireach leis. D'imigh sé leis go dtí an chuan agus bhí an bád ullamh chun imeacht. Nuair a chonaic
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Bhí fear ann fadó agus bhíodh sé i gcónaí ag dul amach istoíche.
An oíche seo chuaidh sé amach agus chonaic sé sprid thiar ar an mbóthar.
Siúl an fear thar an sprid agus ní raibh aon eagla air go dtáinigh sé abahile arís.
Ó chonnaic an fear an sprid an oíche sin níor chuaid sé amach istoíche ón am san amach.
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Cúpla lá ina dhiaidh sin chuaidh an fear go dtí An Teampaill agus d'oscail sé an uaig arís.
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Bhí fear agus bean ann fadó agus bhíodar ag dul go dtí pósadh. Nuair a bhíodar ag dul thar loch dúirt an bhean go raibh dhá ghé ag snámh ann agus dúirt an fear ná raibh ach aon gé amháin.
Ansan d'imíodar leo go dtí an pósadh agus bhí an bean á rá i gcónaí go raibh dhá ghé ann agus bhí an fear á rá ná raibh ach aon ghé amháin ann.
Níor labhair an fear níos mó ach leigh sé don bhean a bheith ag caint.
Nuair a thángadar abhaile shín an bhean síor ar an leaba agus chuaidh sí a codladh
Chuaidh an fear suas sa seomra agus dúirt sé go raibh an bean tar éis báis.
Fuair an fear an coifín di agus cuir sé an bean isteach ann agus thug sé go dtí An Teampall í agus cuireadh í.
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Bhí fear ann uair amháin agus bhí capall aige. Bhí sé an-aosta. An lá seo bhí sé amuigh sa stábla. Tháinigh an fear amach agus dúirt sé leis imtheacht ná raibh sé uaig. Dúirt sé leo a thabhairt chuga agus go bhfuigheadh sé fuareach leis. D'imig sé leis agus chonaic sé madra rua. D'inis sé an scéal go léir dó. Dúirt an madra rua leis síne ar an dtalamh. D'imigh sé leis go dtí áit éigin araibh leon. Dúirt sé leis go raibh capall marbh thiar ansan. Dúirt an madra rua go gcuirfeadh sé an capall ar earball an leoin. Cad a dheafadh sé ná cosa an leoin do ceangailt. D'éirigh an capall agus thug sé an leoin go dtí an stábla nuair a chonaic an fear an leoin agus an capall dúirt sé go maith.
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patients are left on a shelf and the pieces of cloth used in applying water to the sore parts are hung on the two trees. A trout lives in the well and the diseased people look out for it because they think their rituals more effective in the trout's presence. In olden times, sports were held at Mologga on the patron day.
William Turpin,
10 Factory Row,
Fermoy,
Co. Cork.
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There is a holy well in the grounds of St. Mologga's Monastery which is now in ruins. The well is called St. Mologga's well and it is about twenty yards in a southerly direction from the back wall of the ruined abbey. It is fifty yards from the river Funcheon and two ash trees grow, one on each side of the well. The depth of the well is about fifty yards and it is lined all around with a facing of stone.
The annual pilgrimage to the well is held on Easter Sunday and people who have some disease still frequent it. The pilgrims make three or four rounds of the well reciting the Rosary and the litany of the Blessed Virgin as they do so. Many visit the well for headaches and in this case, wash their heads in water outside the well. The water of the well has never been used for domestic purposes and it is said that if anyone attempted to boil it, the water would not boil. Money is never offered at the well but the cups and glasses used by the
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le chéile.
Ag dul in aois.
15. Cím cugham tríd an gleann ingeann an riogh agus í go teann. Fáinne óir ar barra a baisc is cul na coise tríd a cheann.
Tuagh.
16. Trí cosa anáirde is dhá cos ar talamh ceann duine beo i mbéal duine marbh.
Corcán ar ceann duine.
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5. Teachtra beag ó thigh go tig is bíonn sé amuigh san oíche.
Bóthar.
6. Bairle bán i dhá saghas bidhe ann.
Ubh.
7. Páiste agus páiste gan aon greim ann.
Tor cabáiste.
8. Chuaidh mé suas an bóithrín agus tháinigh anuas an bóthar agus thug me an bóithrín ar mo dhrom.
Dréimire.
9. Bóithrín chuang is a dhá ceann dúnta.
Coifín.
10. Chuidh mé isteach sa choill agus fuair mé é. Chuaidh mé á lorg agus thug mé ahaile i mo phóca.
Deilinigne.
11. Chaitheas anáirde é comh bán sneachta agus tháinigh sé anuas na ór buí leachta.
Ubh.
12. Chuadas anonn go dtí roimh lá chonaic mé ann mór ionganas. Trí corcán ag fiuchadh is gan rian teine fútha.
Trí tobar fior-uisce.
13. Capall donn i láir na h-abhann is ní fheadfadh aoinne dul ar a dhrom.
Ascú.
14. Cad é an rud atá gach aoinne ag déanamh
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short time the fox has to leave the covert, and take to the open country, and then the chase begins, and it is very exciting to watch this, all in full cry and the Huntsman Tally-Hoing and blowing the bugle. The chase sometimes lasts two and three hours, until the Fox is killed, but sometimes he gets away without being caught. The master of the Louth Hounds is Captain Filgate, but his real name is Captain Henry, and there is a little story as to why he has the two names. Long years ago a poor woman called at old Captain Filgate's house for help and she was refused, and she said that the day would come when there would not be a
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Tá páirc sa Rinn agus ghlaotar Páirc an Leasa air mar tá lios ann.
Tá an páirc seo ag Seán Uí Gríobhtha. Aon lá amháin chuaidh beirt amach chun é a romhar agus ramhan ag an mbeirt acu. Cuir fear amháin an ramhan síos agus bhain sé cuid de. Chuadar isteach chun an dinnéir a ithe. Thug fear amháin leis mar bhí fhios aige go raibh síodhóga síos ann agus chuir an fear eile an ramhan síos ann agus nuair a tháinigh sé amach bhí an ramhan síos ar fad ann.
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1. Comh árd le falla, comh dearg le fuil, comh bán le bainne, comh milis le mil.
Úll.
2. Fear fada fionn na seasamh sa ngleanna gan dada ar a cheann ag diabhal agus deamhan.
Feochadán.
3. Capaollín bán ag siúl na trágha gan cnámh, gan corp.
Na tonntracha.
4. Bean duine donn is bothán ar a dhrom
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Féilí na Bliadhna - Lá 'le Brighde

Micheál de búrca, as Cruimghlinn, aois 12, a sgríobh.
Fad coiscéime an choiligh a bhíonns sa ló, lá 'le Brighde, mar bíonns an lá a' dul chun síneadh. Bíonn go leor cleachtaidh ag na daoine an oidhche roimh lá 'le Brighde. Déanann fear an tighe croisín- 'Crois Brighde' a thugtar air. As adhmad agus tuighe a ndéantar é. Cuirtear dhá phíosa beag de adhmaid treasna ar a chéile agus tiomáintear táirnge ionnta. Sníomhtar tuighe ar an gcrois beag annsin. Crochtar an crois ar na reachtaibh i mbothán na mbó annsin chun na beithidhigh a choingbheál slán ar feadh na bliadhna.
Téigheann dreamaí buachaillí thart ó thigh go tigh le 'Brídeoga' an oidhche sin freisin. Íomhaigh beag Naoimh Brighde 'seadh Brídeog. Is as tuighe agus gioblaí a ndéantar é go minic, agus bíonns ceann ag gach dream a théigheann thart. Cuireann na buachaillí sean éadaigh agus púicíní orra agus ní bhíonns fhios ag na daoine cé hiad a bhíonns ann. Bíonns gleas ceoil éicint ag gach dream agus damhasann siad dreas i ngach tigh. Caitheann siad creasa tuighe freisin. Crios Brighde a tugtar ar ceann aca. Tugann na daoine beagán airgid (sé pighne nó trí pighne i ngach tigh), do gach dream, Sa tsean aimsear tugtaoi uibheacha dhóibh.
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Deanann a lán daoine crois lá Fhéile Brigdhe agus an t-ainm a tugtar ar sin crois Naomh Brigidh.
Seó é an caoi cun e a deanadh piosa beag admadh a fhágail i dtosach agus cros a deanad as agus annsin an tuighe a cur ar. Ceangaltar dé'n rata é agus deirtear nach mbead galar ar bith san teach fhaid is bheadh an cros ós comm an dorais na (?) freisin.
Siad na séan daoine ís mo a deanas rudaí i n-onór do naomh Brighidh, mar bhí a lán rudaí mar sin san am fadó.

Lúraigh Ní Bhriain
Leacha Bán
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Nuair a bhíos lá Fhéile Brighde ann déanann m'athair crois Brighde agus croiceann sé suas é ar an rata ós cionn an dorais ar éadan an tighe. Nuair a thagann an oidhche sgapann sé tuighe agus brobhacha ar an tsráid le failte a cur Naoimh Brigid agus fagann sé an doras foisgailte agus an teine ar lasadh freisin mar dá mbeadh Brighid fuar bheadh sí in-án teacht isteac ag a teine.

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Cluain Liath
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Lá Fhéile Brighde i gcomnuidhe déanann m'athair crois agus an t-ainm atá air sin crois Brighde. Ghéibeann sé píosa tuighe agus déanann sé an crois as. Annsin cuireann sé suas ar an rata é ós chionn an dorais le go mbéadh gach duine in ndan é a fheiceál i n-omós do naomh Brighde.
Siad na sean daoine is mó a dhéanas an crois an lá roimh lá Fhéile Brighde.

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Lisín
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There is a graveyard at the village of Coole, which is near Fermoy. As one approaches the graveyard at night, one is supposed to hear moaning, groaning and clapping. When one turns the corner, a hearse is said to be seen with a figure dressed in white driving it. If one looks into the graveyard, ghosts of the dead people who were buried there, walk on their tombs.
Cyril Skuse,
Provincial Bank House,
Fermoy.
From story told by Tommy Gerety.
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Sé m'athair a dhéanas crios Brighde sa mbaile chuile bhliadain, as tuighe nó as brobhacha a déantar é. Annsin ceangaltar suas ar an rata atá ós cionn an dorais.
An oidhche sin scuabtar an t-urlár go h-an glan ar fad agus fágtar an doras fosgailte agus cuirtar clár(?) eadach géal ar an mbord agus fágtar cupán bainne agus gíota arán ann cómh maith agus dá mbeadh Brighd ag dhul thart an oidhche sin bheadh ceadh aice dul isteach agus a sgí leigaint cóis teine agus bhead ceadh aice an faobhar a bháinnt de'n ocrais.
Crochtar cóta ar chul an dorais freisin dá mbeadh Brighd fuar beadh
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ceadh aice é a thabhairt leí.

Máire Ní Shiadhail
Ceathramha Chruinn
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to take it out of the house. The car was too big and the door was too small and he could not take the car out of the house.
W. Bradfield,
Glenahulla,
Mitchelstown.
From story told by teacher.
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man. A song was then composed about him, which is:,
A Tribute to Tim Cadogan
I
Tim Cadogan was a farmer’s son
His lawful debts he paid.
Of landlord or of bailiff
He never was afraid.
No Bird, no, crow, no magpie
His spirit proud could tame,
A rough and rugged son of toil
From the Kerry hills he came.
II
One day he went to Bantry
‘Twas in the afternoon,
As he had often done before
In Winter time and June,
A bird was winged that morning
A minion of the crown,
No loss is he to Bantry
Or to any other town.
III
It was Walter Dennis,
He did my cause betray,
That cursed vile informer
He swore my life away;
Before the Judge and Jury
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On the 19th of January 1903 there was a very severe storm of wind. It did a terrible lot of damage to thatched houses blowing the roofs off. Also slated houses blowing slates off. In some houses it blew off chimneys. It uprooted scores of trees. It affected our district very much.
On the 14th of February 1935 there was a terrible snowstorm. In drifted in ten feet. In some places the depth was about eleven or twelve feet. There were two men lost in the snow. The people could not get to the shops for bread. The snow remained on the ground for about a week.
There was a great storm on Friday night last. There was a lot of trees blown down. There was a man killed in Carlow driving a bread van. A tree fell down on the van and killed him.
There were a lot of other men killed in motor cars going under trees and the trees fell on them. There was a snowstorm three years ago and a lot of cattle and sheep and people were killed. The snow was very thick on the ground.
There were two houses blown down in Co Clare about six or seven years ago, there was a very dry Summer, fishes were got dead in the rivers.
There was a big storm of wind on Christmas Eve in the year 1925. There were a lot of house
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it one of the fairies cut off her head of hair. At that moment all the fairies disappeared. The girl looked round and when she saw her head of hair all cut off she ran after the fairies but could not find them.
After a few days the girl went home. She got a great surprise. She found her father dead so she began to cry. After a short time she went over to where she had been with the fairies. But they were not there. The girl was very sad because she had no one to tell her story.
When she went over again to where her father had lived at one time the fairies had the hut locked. They had her father buried somewhere near by. But the girl did not know it. She stayed in her fathers house for a while. One early morning the fairies came to her house and brought her off with them. The girl was never seen from that day to this. People who are travelling at night see this girl and the fairies. They are said to be ghosts.
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Many years ago there lived in a forest an old man and his daughter. The girl and the man used to be seen at night only. She was a very small girl and she had long golden hair. One night when she was going to bed the old man went up in the room to her. He wanted to cut off some of her hair, but she would not let him. The old man had white hair so he did not like it. This is why he wanted to cut off some of her hair. When she heard this she ran out the door, and the old man after her. The old man tripped himself and he hurted one of his feet. The daughter did not go back near him for some time after that. She was afraid he would cut off her golden hair some night she would be asleep.
Some of the fairies came to where she was one night. The fairies told her to dance and she danced for them. All the fairies surrounded her and she told them the story of her father. While she was telling
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St. Neinnid's Church
Out at Finner grave yard there stands an old church. The walls of this old ruin are there yet and they are over-grown with ivy. There are two parts in it. In the smaller part there is one grave. Around this church there is a grave yard in which Catholics and Protestants are buried. This church is supposed to have been built on the ruins of St. Neinnid’s monastery. St Neinnid was the first Abbot of Innismacsaint. Others say that St. Neinnid’s Church was built at Caldra about a quarter of a mile from Ballyshannon.
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A fowl is killed in each house on this day and its blood is spilt at the four corners of the house. Hallowe'en night is a great feast night. Many old games are played on this night. Such as ducking for money and apples. Cabbage is also stolen on this night.
On a New Year's day there are many old superstitions kept alive. It is said that if a person lends money on this day he will be lending money for the whole year. It is said that it is not lucky for women to go into a house first on New Years day. Some people never clean their houses or throw out the ashes on this day they count it unlucky. All fools day falls on the first of April. On this day every one tries to play tricks on every other one. St. Bridgets day falls on the 1st February. Long ago there were many old customs on this day. There are very little of these kept now.
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There are many festivals throughout the year. St Stephen's falls on 26th December. It is a great feast day for the boys. They dress up in old clothes and go from house to house gathering money. This is an old song they used to sing
"Up with the kettle and down with the pan give us three h'pence to bury the wern." In the evening the older boys make a dance. It is usually called the wren boys dance.
Shrove Tuesday is the last day before the Lent begins. It is the last day for getting married during that time. Pancakes are also made on this day. Lent begins on Ash Wednesday. Nearly every person goes to mass on this day. Holy ashes is also distributed. Many devotions take place in the church on Holy Thursday. People do penance on Good Friday. Some time ago the Rosary used to be recited in Catholic homes between 12 and 3 o'clock. It was between these hours Our Lord died. On Easter Sunday morning the sun dances with joy about 5 o'clock. It is said that it is not good to go near water on Whit Sunday. On St. John's night big bonfires are lit, out in the open air. This feast is kept on the 24th June. 15th August is called big Lady day. Pilgrimages are made to Knock on this day. St. Martins feast day is kept on the 11th November.
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Stephen Fleming, Ballyfaddock, Queensborough, Drogheda. Material collected from Katey Quail Ballyfaddock, Queensborough, Drogheda, Co. Louth.
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There are many old ruins in this district. There is an old castle in this district. The castle was built by the Normans. It is on the top of a hill in a field beside the strand road. The castle is in Termonfeckin Parish and in the barony of Fethered and in Co. Louth.
This castle was never attacked. It is said that long ago a Witch lived in it. There is a dungeon in it where they kept prisoners. The prisoners were killed in it. It is about 600 years old. It is 80 1/2 miles ffrom the sea. It is about 370 years in ruins. This castle was built on this high hill because the Normans wanted to see the ships coming in on the sea. When they would see a ship they would light a fire on the top of the castle to warn other Normans.
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In nort Louth, during the famine times, at a place now called Hospital Point, there stood a hospital, and any person who come to it was given a vessel of porridge.
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In north Louth the famine was very great. At a point at Carlingford known as Hospital Point there was a hospital where a vessel of porridge was given to all those who called during the famine years.
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worths, at that time as they could not afford any more for it.
There is a road running through North Louth, called the Famine Rd. It is so called because during the famine, the men were paid twopence or threepence a day, for making it.
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During the famine the people ate the black potatoes, and Indian gruel, and stole turnips out of the fields, if they were caught, they were put to prison for seven years.
They bought the meal in penny
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There are three Catholic grave - yards in this parish of Castlerahan, one of them is in the townland of Cornahilt and another in Cornacravee and the other is in Munterconnaught.
All these churches are of a round shape. Those churches are all in use at present. There is a grave - yard in Kilmore and it is said the people who are buried in it are those who died in the time of the famine.
There is a grave - yard in Lurgan and a lot of people from my district are buried there. There is a long arch in the centre of it, and a window at each end of it. It is said that monks lived there and are buried there. It is nearly all down in the ground.
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towards him. He turned back again and did not go to work that day. Next day he met him again and went to a young priest and told him his story.
The priest went with Michael Fitzgeaald the next day and [?] they saw the ghost, and the priest went and spoke to the ghost. Michael Fitzgeaald turned back. After a few days the priest sent for Michael Fitzgeaald. The priest was dying and said, "if you ever see a thing like that again go and talk to it yourself and do not be putting other people into trouble.
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Once upon a time there lived a man named Michael Fitzgeaarld who went to America to earn his living. At the same time a teacher had to resign from her school and go to America for the good of her health.
After a few years the teacher came home well, and met a man who asked her did she see Michael Fitzgerald in America. She said I have a sad story to tell you about him. When he went to America he knew nobody and met a man from Limerick who had no friends either in America. They became great friends.
The man from Limerick died and Michael [?] was very sorry after then and he did not go to work for a few days.
One morning as he was going to work though the streets of New York he saw the Limerick man coming
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by this fort, he heard lovely music, and looking into the fort he saw a light.
He crept over to the light and peeped into the cave, and saw a number of fairies drinking out of golden goblets, "give me a sup" he said to them.
Suddenly the light vanished and the man found himself been carried to the road. Then he let a roar, and he found himself lying on the road.
Then he saw his brother coming down the road, and he took him home safely. Soon the neighbours heard the story, and ever since nobody dared to go near the fort.
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On day Fionn Mac Cumhaill went up alone into Black Stairs mountains to hunt swine. He found a herd of ugly black swine, he chsed them, killing many of them. Suddenly he saw a beautiful white deer which he followed to the top of mount Leinster. There the deer changed to an old hag. "Why did you kill my children, Fionn Mac Cumhaill", said she. "I killed no children of yours," said Fionn. "You killed twelve of them in the mountains" Said she. "If they were in the shape of ugly coleens Black pigs I did kill them" said Fionn. At that, the hag leaned forward and caught a large pillar - stone with her two hands. On seeing this Fionn fled and reached Clonee field in two or three great strides. The hag threw the stone with much force that it landed just at Fionn's heels in the same field and the marks of her fingers remained on the sides and the
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One night a neighbour John Fitzgerald went to the old Church to pray and while he was there a big gale of wind came and he had to put his hands around a tomb stone to save himself.
When going home he was about to visit the Church when he heard a terrible noise inside when he went in the noise stopped.
When going over the stile outside the Church he saw a woman coming towards him and she was dressed all in black and John said "good night" and she disappeared. When he went home his sister was dead.
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The is a fairy fort situated in the town - land of Castlerahan, Ballyjamesduff.
It is a high mould, enclosed by a ditch, and there is a pass leading from the road to it, and there is a slab in the middle of it.
This slab is of a round shape, and the fort is of the same shape too. One night a man was coming home from the town of Ballyjamesduff, and it happened to be very late. As he was passing
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was sitting by the fire she got the smell of something burning. The house was on fire. She ran to the crock of milk ad she threw the milk on the fire. The old people say that in every house there should be a bucket of water brought in for the night.
Elsie Dunne, Allenwood North, Robertstown, Naas, Co. Kildare.
There was a monastery at "the hill of Cill Cuara", in Allenwood North
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to walk on the lines. If any of them walk on the lines that person is out of the game and the others win.
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of the big stone. Then everyone would get a chance to see if they could knock off the top one. The people play skittles and hide and go seek.
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Once upon a time there was a woman and her husband was dead. She had five or six children. She put the children to bed and she was sitting by the fire. She used to have all the milk on a table in the kitchen. She had a crock of milk that she was going to churn the next morning. As she
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she set a shoe,
Yes sin he can and a nail too:
Shoe the horse shoe the mare and let the littly filly run bare.
When the person is saying this rhyme he keep hitting the child on the sole of the foot.
See saw Margery daw the hens flew over the malt house. She reckoned her chickens one by one and all she had was twenty one. Wasn't she a dirty old witch to sell her bed and lie in the ditch root.
The bigger people used to amuse themselvs by making things. They used to make little boats out of paper and paper hats. They used to put one big stone on the ground and then put another stone on the top.
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go Seek. When the children are playing marbles the first thing they do is make three holes in the ground with a stone. Then they shoot the marbles into each hole until they have nine holes got. When they get the ninth hole they are killing and which ever one of them hits his neighbours marble first, is the winner.
When they are playing Hop - Scotch the first thing they do is make six squares with chalk on the ground and they call them beds. Then they get a bit of a slate and they throw it from bed to bed until they have thrown it over the six beds. Then they put the slate on their foot and walk around the six beds.
When that is done they would walk up and down the six beds trying not
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and rabbit skins and he gives laces and other things in exchange for them. A caravan of tinkers come selling little pictures and statues and other things. Their names are Connors. People named Purcells and Cashes come round also. Sometimes they beg bread for their children. They mend cans and kettles for the people.
Elsie Dunne, Allenwood, North Robertstown, Naas, Co. Kildare.
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A rhyme which is said for children is ~"Tick tack two going up the hill of Hodgestown, Logan lost his shoe. Is Mr. Smiths man within can
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both fell out and did not speak for a considerable time.
The following Christmas Eve they wee at the fireside as usual and the old man asked his wife if she remembered when they heard the thrush singing last Christmas Eve. She replied that it was a blackbird and not a thrush and the argument continued as before and lasted for the rest of their lives.
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An old couple who were living alone spent their time during the Winter evenings telling stories of olden times to each other. One Christmas Eve the old man heard a thrush as he though singing outside in the garden and asked his wife if she also heard the bird.
That is not a thrush replied the old woman it is a blackbird. The old man got indignant and said it certainly was a thrush and so the argument continued till they
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elated.
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began they used both go out and wait until it was over. One night one of them became very curious and returned to the window while the Rosary was being recited. He overheard a certain prayer being said and he horridly returned to his companion and told him what he heard. He began thus - "The farmer is after giving us great praise". "How is that"? said his comrade. Well he said "May the divine assistance always remain with us." Of course they both thought the farmer was giving them great praise and they felt greatly
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Once upon a time two men left home to seek their fortune in a foreign land. They were travelling day after day for a week or so. One night they went to a circus and they enjoyed themselves immensely listening to the witty sayings of the various clowns. One particular joke told, was as follows - Two young Irish men went in service to a Catholic farmer in England. Those two men were Protestants. They used to work very hard and were very conciencious. At night when the family Rosary
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The games that are played around my district of Ballyjamesduff are; marbles, Hop - Scotch, and hide and
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- how he had lost control of the bicycle. Next morning Kate got up and was out in the road very early and everyone she met she asked them did they see any sign of the control of Jack's bicycle? that he had lost it the night before.
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Jack Ryan and his sister Kate lived together in a little house in the vicinity of Ballina. Jack got a new bicycle and he was very proud of it and spent most of his time polishing it. One day he was coming down a very steep hill. He lost control of the bicycle and went head over heels over the wall at the foot of the hill. When he came to his senses he found that the bicycle was in bits, so he had to go home and leave it behind him. He told Kate what happened -
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going up to him he went up to them and said "I am very sorry for your trouble". When it came to the time for giving a toast Paddy stood up and said "Good luck to all the company and ling life to the man thats dead."
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Paddy Toole lived in the neighbourhood of Ballina with his other brothers and sisters. Paddy was very odd and was great fun. One day a man asked him how old was his father when he died. "Well! said Paddy if he lived till next Tuesday he'd be twelve months dead." When Paddy's mother was dead all the neighbours came in sympathising with him. After a while two men came in and Paddy noticed that they never sympathised with him. He wondered at this, so instead of they
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An Irishman and an American were talking one day. The American said "We have sky scrapers in America reaching to the clouds and ye have none in Ireland". "We have so" said the Irishman. "We have a Pillar in Dublin and it is so high we have to take it down every month to let the moon pass by".
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the road he met the station master who said "Good heavens what are you doing". "I am taking this house to Lord Dunally Sir"" said the servant boy. "Take it back at once" said the station master "that is the station house."
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Finner Graveyard is an old graveyard in the Parish of Innismacsaint. It is situated in the townland of Finner and is still in use by both Catholics and Protestants. It is of a rough rectangular shape, situated on the hillside and sloping towards the south west. The ruins of an old church still stand in the centre. It is supposed to be the remains of St. Ninnidh’s church, the first church to be built in the Parish.
During Cromwell’s invasion, the church was hit with a cannon ball and partly knocked. It was then taken over by the protestants and rebuilt, Protestants came from about ten to fifteen miles (riding on horseback) to the meetings in this church. During the service the horses were left inside the graveyard and fastened by the bridle to stone ring which were all round the walls. A minister Rev. James Brandan fell dead in the pulpit
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A Station house was built in a hamlet one time and was so small it was only like a box, consisting of one door and one window. Jokes used to be told by the villagers about the station house. Near by lived Lord Dunally who one day sent a servant boy to the station house to bring home a hen house in a horse and cart. On arriving at the station no hen house was seen so the boy thought the Station house was the hen house and lifting it up he tossed it into the cart. Going along
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and good. There is a small wood which is called the "planton". There is a river running through the land which is called the Blackwater also a lake which is called Drumard Lough.
There are six old people over 70 living in Drumard. Their names being Thomas Kane, Patrick Gallagher, Mrs Bohan, Mrs Rodgers, Michael and Mrs Costello
Mick Costello as we call him being the oldest person in the townland is 82 years but the fact of being the oldest does not hinder him from working. He was out every day digging potatoes last week. They use Irish at times but they are unaware they are speaking Irish.
The two best story tellers are Tom Jane and Mick Costello. On many a Winter night we sat around the fire in Tom Kane's listening to Tom telling Ghost stories that would raise the hair of your head. We were often afraid to go home after hearing them. Then at other times he would tell us about the old Landlords and old Fenians. Mick Costello often told about the
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St. Ninnidh was the first abbot of Innismacsaint Parish and became episcopal pastor of the church and district. His feast is on the 18th of January and is not observed as a holiday in the Parish. He was Ninnidh Seabhruise and was descended from Enda, son of Niall. He was usually called Ninnidh Lámh Dearg . He was bishop of Domhnach Mór Eitne. Like Columba he was a disciple of Finnian of Clonard, and one of the twelve patriarchs of Ireland. He belonged to the Cineal Moen of the Castlefinn district and had established his abbey on the Erne before the year 534. St. Kieran of Clonmacnoise paid him a visit there. His bell Clog Ninnidh covered with gold and silver was preserved in Inismacsaint for some time and was regarded as a most precious relic.
The exact (-) of his great Sunday church cannot be ascertained with certainty. Ninnidh’s Church was most
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to heaven with reading and writing." The guards thought that he had changed his voice.
They went to drown him. When they came to the pond they threw him into the water.
When they were going home they met the robber and he had a lot of money. They said to him. "Did we drown you? He answered "yes" Where did you come from and where did you get the money"? said the guards. "I got it in the pond and there is plenty more in it" said the robber. "How did you get out of the pond asked the guards. I shouted when going into the water and the sack opened by magic answered the robber.
The two guards went back to the pond. They drowned themselves for the money.
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At present we have good nationals schools, Convents and Universities, while long ago there were no schools rooms at all. In some districts a teacher would teach some pupils under the shelter of a tree and this was called a hedge school.
I have heard there were three hedge schools in my
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Once upon a time there was a robber in this district. He was always stealing money.
One day two guards said that they would catch him and drown him. The next day the two guards came on horse-back seeking the robber. When they got him they put him into a sack and tied him up. They went to drown him. While they were going to a pond the robber was shouting "it is a poor thing to be going to heaven without reading or writing."
On their way to the pond they went into a public house for a drink. They left the robber in the sack on the horse's back until they would come out. When they were in the shop the robber was still shouting.
While he was shouting a man heard him and he said "I have reading and writing and I should like to go to heaven." He let the robber out and he got into the sack and the robber ran away.
When the guards came out the man said "it is a great thing to be going
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Ainm an Duine a chualas an scéal uaid a seoladh
Cáit Ní Gallchobhair. Maothail
3. 45 bl.
4. Siopadhoir
5. Tugadh i in Aughavas
6. Seán Mach Gabhain
7. Fice bl. o shoin
8. 75 bl.
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Aughavas.
10. 29adh Mí na Samhna 1937.
It is customery for the bride to wear something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue. An old saying is 'Happy for the bride that the sun shines on.
Each day except Sunday has a marriage significance "Monday for health, Tuesday for wealth, Wednesday the best day of all. Thursday for
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and rabbit skins and he gives laces and other things in exchange for them. A caravan of tinkers come selling little pictures and statues and other things. Their names are Connors. People named Purcells and Cashes come round also. Sometimes they beg bread for their children. They mend cans and kettles for the people.
Elsie Dunne, Allenwood, North Robertstown, Naas, Co. Kildare.
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A rhyme which is said for children is ~"Tick tack two going up the hill of Hodgestown, Logan lost his shoe. Is Mr. Smiths man within can
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Tagann lá Féile Bhrigidh gach blian ar an gcead lá go Feabhra. Tá na mílte sgéala ag baint le Naom Brigidh comh mait agus com cneasta a bhí sí go na daoine bochta a thagadh cuig an doras aicí.
Nuair a bí Naomh Brigidh an óg cuireadh ag tabhairt áire do dá bó ar feirmh. Agus deirtear an t-im a baineadh si gan bainne go ndeanad sí dá cuidh déag dtí i n-onóir d'on da aspáil déag, agus an triomadh cuidh dhéag a deanadh sí dtí leagach sí suas é i gcóir na daoine bocta a tagadh ag an doras ag iarraid deirche.
Oidhche lá Brigidh tá sé do nós ag na daoine cróis beag a déanamh agus crocann siadh suas ar an mballa é i n-ónóir go Naomh Brighidh.

Sorcha Ní Cheannabháin
Árdmóir
Cárna
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magpie river.
Elsie Dunne, Allenwood, Robertstown, Naas, Co. Kildare.
Travelling People
Travelling People come to our house especially in the summer. A man comes around every Saturday and we call him "the hungry man" He always comes about dinner time. If you gave him a dinner when he would have the plate empty he would have the plate empty he would hit the plate with the knife for more. He is coming round here about twelve years. A man named McCann and the people call him "Little Martin", comes round. He gathers horse hair
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There was a hedge school at Cahills of Ballyvarra, Inistioge. The master attended and taught there three times a week. He taught Irish, and English. All the young men came to learn to read and write. They wrote with slate pencils on small slates.