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1. Stories re Lake Sheelin - Funeral

   

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   No. 4 Stories re Lake Sheelin (a) Funeral I heard a story about Lake Sheelin recently. A curate who was in Ballinarry told the congregration one Sunday that no one was to sail on Lake Sheelin. He told them that he saw a funeral crossing it and three red lights and every seventh year since a drowning takes place on it. I heard that story from a great many people. Kathleen Thompson Lisnadarragh 14yrs. She heard the story from her grandmother. A Pot of Gold. I heard a story about Lake Sheelin. They say that a pot of gold is to be seen resting on the bottom of the Lake on a glorious summer's day. The pot is now old and rusty. There is a submerged platform leading from the mainland to Castle Island. I heard a man put chains on the pot and he and other men tried to pull it up but no one could move it. I heard this story from many people. Maggie Gaffney. Freeduff. Age 14 years. She heard this story from her father.

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2. Stories re Lake Sheelin - Pot of Gold

   

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   Pot of Gold
   I heard a story about Lake Sheelin They say that a pot of gold is to be seen resting on the bottom of the Lake on a glorious summer's day
   The pot is now old and rusty There is a submerged platform leading from the mainland to Castle Island
   I heard a man put chains on the pot and he and other men tried to pull it up but no one could move it.

   

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