child had said. The smith said he couldn't produce such a flame as that, and also told him that he thought there was no other smith in the county could do it except one man that was living in Gorey. Murphy set out for Gorey and it wasn't long until he came to the smiths forge. The smith was inside working and he was a very old man, Murphy thought he was surely one hundred years of age. Murphy told him about the part of the plough, how no smith in the county could weld it, and he also told him what the child had said. When the smith heard the story he wondered greatly. "There is no other smith in the country knows anything about that charm but myself" says he to Murphy and

There is a lane up near Gorey and it is called the North Cork lane. There was a battle fought there some time ago. This was in the time of the N. Cork Militia and the battle was a very big one and they fought all night and all day and only two people escaped out of them all. My father was building up a ditch in the lane and he came across the buttons of the N.C.M. and I used to play marbles for them when I was a small boy.

N.B. Hays in "Insurrection of Co. Wexford" says "They (insurgents from Gorey) encamped on the night of 24th at Ballymanus where uniting their forces with those of Garret Byrne the whole moved on the morning of the 25th towards Hacketstown".

On Monaseed one Summer's morn
Our boys they halted a rest to take
The Ancient Britons in uniform
Upon Slievebaun a great show did make
The thought we'd run when we'd see them come
But they were but play to our heros brave
We marched before them into [Ballellrs ?]
And there we laid out the Briton's grave
The gorey cavalry they did join them
And thought on us a prey to make

You are a credit to yourselves , likewise to your nation home
For you were the true hearted Irishmen that the Saxon for
When you fought and fell for Ireland one hundred years ago.Chorus:-IV
Cheer uh your hearts my Wexford boys come join from far and near.
From Gorey, Oulart, Vinegar Hill, likewise from Monageer
And remember boghlaw Harvey, Father Murphy and Wolfe Lone
In whose grand array come see to day at the laying of the stoneChorus:-V
We fought with gallant Wexford, Enniscorthy and new hoss
We were led by Murphy and the boys from Shelmalire,Chorus:-VI
For to conclude and finish and think it only right
For true men like you men to gather here to-night
And to recall to mind Lord Edward how better was

from Nosh to Gorey town.
Or left the ranks in Carlow Streets
'till our flag was stricken down
The coward who oft before us fled had known the power of might
An outraged virture cried to heaven
And homes made red that night.
Tis well I knew what surrender meant, to an English king or crown
I tramped those hills of Wicklow
'till the wild fores bore me down.
I ranged those montains with a dozen comrades brave.
Whose hearts like mine with vengence stell ran free in the ocean wave.
A thousand pounds upon my head
but traitors none were found,
in Wicklow land till [?]
agreed to tell my lurking ground
The bloodhounds hot were on my track rand busy night and day
From Ballinglam to Rateonan
I gave them lead for play.
One day when standing on that hill.