(Recorded from Johnny Carroll, Assegart, Foulksmills)
Long ago when I was young I worked in Hilltown there at Ballymitty at Boxwel'ls place. I was a kind of a gamekeeper there, I'd have to mind the rabbits and hares and pheasants and so on and let no wan pooch there. Boxwell used invite some friends for a week's shooting every year, and before that no wan would be let shoot or snare there. But when they'd be after their week's shooting I had liberty to snare away on it.
There was wan field there, and there was an ould ráth in it wan time. It wasn't there when I was in it for it was levelled years before it. But you could see the sign of it in the field. The sign of it would stay in a place forever.
Often in the morning when I'd be passing out with the horses I'd set a snare here and there wherever I'd see a good run, and then when I'd be going out after dinner I'd set a few more. Of course I'd have to do it on the quiet. If I was seen it wouldn't do, and you couldn't trust wan of the