There is an old legend related concerning St Declan of Ardmore and a pagan named Dercan who in hatred of the Christian name invited St Declan to a feast. He had a dog cooked for St. Declan and laid before him as mutton but as soon as the Saint made the sign of the Cross over the dish, the dog restored to life leaped off the table and dashed throught he open door, and fled over this gap which has ever since borne this name. He ran down through Kilbrien and Colligan and into Gleannna Madraidh.

There is a fairy fort in a field of John Carmichael's. Ardmore, Muff, Co. Donegal. This fort is a round shape. There is a ring of earth round it, it is about eight feet in height. When you are standing on the top of the ring you can see ten standing stones. Fairies are supposed to dance in it on moon light nights.

from this cup three times during the day which is given to them by the care - taker.
It is said that St Fanahan had four brothers and there are wells named after each brother, St Decklans, Ardmore, St Malaga Marchalstown and the other two are unknown.

There is a well up in Ardmore near where I am living at present. It used to be a holy well and people used to go there every year to make rounds. A black-thorn bush used to grow over the well and rosary-beads and other holy things used to be hanging on the bush. In the house where I am living now three Cullinane boys lived there once. One day one of them went down to the well and cut down the bush and he died in a few days after. The briars are now growing around the well and the water is now flowing into a tank.

There is a big stone standing on a man's farm named John Sullivan of Ardmore, and it is said that there is gold hidden under it. It is said the Danes put it there, there is also a cave five or six yards from it and it is supposed that they used to stay in the cave for safety from their enemies. Some time long ago there was a man going to dig up the soil around the stone, but the people said he was foolish because he might never reach to the bottom of it. There were Danes running from some enemies in ships, and they landed at White Strand. Many people believe that they buried a crock of gold there but, they also believe that it is not right to go searching for hidden treasures.

Shipwrecks and Drownings
In the year 1907 a schooner was sinking out in the sea opposite Ardmore after it had struck the rocks. There were five men on board and their signals were seen by a priest, Rev. J. O'Shea, who with four men went out in a small boat to their assistance. They succeeded in bringing in

There is a well in Ardmore and there is a cure in it for a pain in your back. It is said if you had warts and rubbed a snail to them and then put the snail on a bush, as the snail would die away the warts would die away. There is a well out in the mountain and there is a cure in it for ring-worm. There is a well in the parish of Aglish and there is a cure in for headaches and toothaches and Brother Benigness put a statue there in honour of St. Declan. It is said if you caught a lizzard by the tail and by the neck and rubbed him to your tongue it would have a cure from a burn.

There are a few blessed wells in this locality. There is one in Ballyheena called St. Mochua's Well. There is an eel in it and it is said that if anyone would catch him and try to boil him the water would not boil. There was a pattern there long ago and every one had great faith in it. There is another blessed well in Ardmore called St. Declan's Well. There is a pattern there on the 24th of July every year. When the people go there they drink three sups of water out of the well in Ballingown called Seána Máire. There is a great cure in it from ringworm.

Long ago the landlords were plentiful here. The landlord in Kilgabriel was Mr. Bagge who lived where now is the Irish College, Ardmore. He did not go to his tenants himself but he had an agent to collect the rent. The people say that he was a very good landlord but there were no evictions in Kilgabriel. If they did not have the money for the rent when it was due by asking for time they got it. Around the surrounding district there were a lot of evictions under different landlords. I hear that the farmers have a better time since the government purchased the land.

There are two holy wells around here. One is in Dower's land in Mona Lummery and the other is in Hally's land Woodhouse. The people around call the well in Dowers "Maureen's Well". "Mairín na Feithe" she was called. She lived in the wet mountain. She was John Dower's mother. It is supposed that St. Declan blessed it on his way to Ardmore. It cures ringworm. Anyone who goes there who suffers from ringworm is cured even people who are given up by doctors. Three times you should go there to be cured before sunrise and after sunset. Mrs. Cohen had ringworm and one morning when she was going to this well she felt the ringworm getting cured. She is from this neighbourhood.

There was a woman in Ardmore named Maura Quain. She had a brother named Seán who was a great drunkard. He was also a great step dancer. One night he was coming from Dungarvan with a bundle on his back. Passing by “Reilg-an thSleibhe” he heard the finest music that ever was. He laid his bundle on the road and began to dance. He danced and danced until he could dance no more. The music stopped. Seán picked up his bundle and went home. Maura was waiting up for him. She asked what kept him but got no answer. Seán went to bed and from that night he never left it again. In a week he was dead.

and an intimacy sprang up between them. Some time after the chief was invited to Camphire, so it was arranged that they were to get married. But the lady refused unless he would kill his favourite hound Oscar, but O'Brien refused. So the match was broken off and the Lord of Comeragh returned home downhearted. So matters stood at a deadlock for twelve months. When they met again at the Pattern of Ardmore, O'Brien consented to kill his favourite hound. When he came home he told his huntsman to kill the dog. "Why should you kill Oscar that was here in

Some distance from the townland of Ardmore a family named Mulligan resided until recently. The father died and the girls it is believed went to Belfast. None of this family had a nose since the Penal Times. One of their ancestors was a priest-hunter, and having heard that a priest was in hiding in a kindly Protestant house, he went in and began "sniffing" around the house. When he entered he said to the woman of the house that he smelled a priest. The woman who was churning at the time took the dash from the churn, and hit him on the face with it, telling him to "smell that". She cut off his nose and since then all his descendants were born without noses. My father and mother knew the last family that resided in the locality and it is quite true that they were born without noses.

A certain Mr Phil Lynch lives near a fort in the townland of Ardmore, this fort is supposed to be inhabited by fairies so this man was always very careful not to offend the fairies. At one time he decided to build an out-house but did not want to build it on the fairies path so he made a small heap of stones on the place where he wanted to build it & left them there over night to see if they would be knocked down by morning, if so he would not build there. Now this man's wife did not believe in fairies, neither did she want to have the outhouse built on this particular place so she went out & knocked down the stones when her husband was not looking & she did this every night until her husband put them in the place where she wanted the out house built.

Ardmore, Muff Co. DonegalThis story was told to me by my father.

Ardmore Muff, Co. Donegal
I obtained the material in this composition from my father.

Ardmore Muff Co. Donegal.I obtained the material for this composition from my father.

There is a "fairy fort" in John Carmichael field, Ardmore, Muff, Co. Donegal. The name that is given to it is a rathole. It is a round shape. There is a fence of earth and some bushes rounded. There was an entrance hole in the centre, but now it is only two feet deep, it is filled up with clay. If you were standing on the top of the fence round it, you can see ten standing-stones. You can still see the trace of the house inside.

St. Buadain in Culdaff are buried Catholics as well as Protestants according to the epitaphs on the tombs. Brothers of Henry Doherty-Sarsfield's Secretary, who wrote Treaty of Limerick, are buried in Culdaff graveyard. This family of Doherty were not natives originally of Culdaff but their father was at school with Youngs of Culdaff the Landlord's son and at examination time of course Young was not fit for the papers and this Doherty did them and passed them to Young at the risk of expulsion and as a reward Young gave him the townland of Muff containing about 300 acres. There are none of his name in Muff now though many are descended from the same stock. The last of the Dohertys here died about 30 years ago. They were renowned ever for their intelligence. It is not known when Catholics stopped burying in the St. Buadain's churchyard but there is another small old graveyard in Culdaff-Ardmore and a Catholic woman called Kelly was buried in it about sixty years ago. All the Catholics of this parish since the Parish Church was built 100 years ago began to bury in the graveyard attached to the Church.

(Ní Iúil a deirtear acht Féile Déuglán)Tárla do na daoine roimh ráidhte dul amach i mbád tráthnóna breágh Samhradh. Is beag a shíleadar gurb é an turas deireannach aca é.
Pé in-Éirinn é badad an triúrar
Bhí an scríobhnoireacht seo leanas ar an lic(?) ós cionn na nuamhann:-Drowned in Ardmore. Found in Tramore and buried in Lismore.
Tá cluig-theach in-Áird Mhóir na fuil a samhailt in Éirinn. Acht amháin go bhfuil an staighre cloc as órdú. Ní féidir dul go barr an chluig-thighe mar gheall ar sin. (?)Tá timcheall céid bliain ó bhéin fear ó'n áit. Is é mo tuairim gur (?) air ba sloinne do ceathramha amhráin ag moladh na h-áite. Seo cuid de
On the side of a cliff quite close to the shoreThere stands a neat village of the name of ArdmoreIt is the burial place of Declan - that saint is quite well knownThat flourished in this country a long time agoSo row away hearty boys row to the shore and we'll all drink a health in the town of