This is a story which my father told me. One of the Devines dreamed that there was a pot of gold hidden in Derreentawy in Mr. Lynn's field. It was Mr. Frazer of Annagh who occupied it at that time. There was to be a weasel minding it, and he was to be killed when it was lifted. Mr. Devine dreamed about it three times. They started out in the middle of the night and they dug a hole about six feet down in the earth near a rock. Two of the brothers kept all the gold and gave none to the other.