buried them there.My father, E. Farrell, the R.O. and a guard were all that were at the funeral.
There was a young man named Daniel Walsh, and he lived in the village of Shanwalla. He was working in the Mental Hospital in Ballinasloe, repairing clocks. Every morning on his way to his work, he used to visit his married sister, who lived in Caher on the way to Ballinasloe.
One morning, as he was going to his work, he met with a terrible accident at the cross roads of Craugh. There is a steep hill leading to the cross roads, and on this particular morning, he came down the hill at full speed on his bicycle with a repaired clock under his arm.
When he was passing the cross roads, there was a motor passing; he couldn't avoid it, and he rode into it. He was dashed against the wall and left unconscious.