In the district of Bawn Lusk about a mile from my house there is a rath. It is owned by John Mc Evoy who is a farmer. He never tills it or puts cows on it.
There is an old rotten stump of a tree in the middle of the rath and is surrounded by a thicket. There is a swamp all round outside the thicket.
There is but one way to get in and that is by a big flag laid acrosss the swamp. The flag is balanced on another stone and when a peson went in or out the flag was raised and nobody else could go in or out again.
It is said that mass was said on the stump in the