We had once a servant maid here named Chris Casey who was asked by a certain priest to leave and go to him instead. She did and she returned in a months time again to me. One night while there she heard she said "saddle horses and cars passing and she got up to cook out and there sure enough she says the funeral passing through the backyard. Next morning she got a letter from her home in [Cahudaniel?] in a place called the Black Shop saying her sisters funeral was coming into Kenmore from the Midlands where she was in service.
She kept the priests house that evening and asked me to take her back which I did willingly as she was a very good servant. This happened about 10 years ago.

Batt O' Sullivan says he was out late and early and he never say anything or [?] [?] bright moonlight night she was out waking and on his way home at 11 or 12 he went hunting hares with his hound. The hound [?] the bog