Anything born at Whit will either kill itself or kill somebody else.

The townland of Kill consisted at one time of seven divisions namely, Upper Kill, Lower Kill, Middle Kill, Church Kill, Cross Kill, Kill Domain, Killdruimfertan, The ancient landlord of Kill was Mr La Nauze and his abode was situated on the shores of Corglass Lake where his descendants still live.An ancient graveyard and Church situated in this townland is called in English "The Graveyard of Nobility". It is said that this Church was founded by St. Patrick.
Many historic people were buried here. After the battle of the Bridge of Finea in the year 1650 Miles O'Reilly died in Ross Castle of wounds he received in the battle, and it is said that his body was secretly brought across Lough Sheelin and buried in Kill graveyard, his family burial place.
Rev Peter Smyth is also buried here. He was baptized, confirmed, ordained and died on St Peter's day. He told his brother before he died to bring his remains to Kill graveyard to be buried there. He said that he had cured people while he lived and that the clay of his grave would cure people after his death.Anyone who takes clay from Father Smyth's grave and sleeps on it for a night and returns it to the grave after reciting certain prayers and hangs the piece of cloth in which he brought home the clay on a nearby bush will

gun. The man asked him if he did not kill him with his gun how would he kill him and he said with a stone. The man asked him if he did not kill him with the stone how would he kill him and he said "with my grandmothers knife". What was the grandmother's knife but a sharp stone that was above on the hill. He went up and got the stone and killed the wolf.

On St. Martin's day we all kill a fowl and sprinkle the blood on the four corners of the house. Long ago a woman had nothing to kill for St.Martin's night and she was going to kill her only son whose name was Martin.
A neighbour of hers came in and gave her a fowl to kill instead. That is why we always kill something for St.

I have another story which I heard about St. Martin's also. This is the story. There was once a man who did not kill anything for St. Martin's. He had nothing to kill but hens and he did not want to kill them, and he said to himself that it would be no harm if he did not kill anything. He used to have the hens in the house at night-time. When he arose the next morning all the floor was covered with blood, and all the hens were killed. The man was very surprised and he thought to himself that St. Martin was angry with him when he did not kill anything. But ever afterwards he did not miss a time without killing something for St. Martin's.

St Brigid is one of our patron saints and she is our Local patron Saint. She visited Kill, and while she was in Kill she visited a well and that well is called after her.
There was an old druid in Kill who used to go about buying children and then he used to drown them in the Black Lough Kill. Once when he was going to drown them in the Black Lough, St Brigid met him, and converted him, and baptised him in the Black Lough, and when he died he was buried in the old graveyard Kill.

All the Catholics of Ireland celebrate a feast in commemoration of St. Martin. They kill a goose or a turkey or some other fowl. When they kill the fowl they let some of the blood flow, and they make a pudding of the rest. They make the Sign of the Cross on the door with some blood which they let flow. St. Martin will be satisfied if the feast is celebrated before his feast but not after. They kill the fowl two days before St. Martins's Day, and they cook it and eat it on St. Martin's Day.
They kill it by cutting the head off and drawing its blood. They sprinkle some of its blood in each of the four corners of the house. When they are doing so, they make the Sign of the Cross, saying "In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Ghost". The reason why they kill a goose or some other fowl is:- There were people going to kill Saint Martin. St. Martin went hiding in a fowl-house, and there were geese

Kill is very near to us It is a very old place Miss B Smith Lavan she wrote a lot about it It was on the left and it was very interesting to read A lot of people go visiting to Kill Grave yard becauseit is a very ancient place There was a Church there one time the ruins are to be seen yet. The Grave yard is still in use yet Myles the Slasher was buried in Kill Grave yard. A lot of people do not bury in Kill Grave yard because they changed to another Grave yard There was a priest buried in here and people go Kill Grave to get his clay because he said when he was dying that the clay that would be over him would cure anyone so a lot of people go for his clay and anyone that is cured has to put a rag on the bush There grows a bus on his grave and the people that is cured has to put a rag on that bush. There is a coal mine in Kill too, a few fields across from the Grave yard.
A company was formed a few years ago to take it over and work it Some money was subscribed and shares taken. An enigner was taken to the place to see it

There are many roads in this Locality. There is a road running from Kill cross to Cootehill; there is another road running from Kill cross to Drumnatrade. There is a road running from Kill cross to Rourke's cross. From Rourke's there is a road running to Tullyvin. These roads are kept in good repair. Men employed by the County Council fix most of them. There is very fine gravel put on these roads. There are many paths running from one road to another.
There is a mass path runing from Drumnatrade school to a road running to Kill Cross and there is another path from the Kill hills to Kill Chapel.

St. Martin's night is one of the great festivals amongst the old Irish people. On St. Martin's night there is usually fowl eaten in honour of St. Martin.
On the eve of St. Martin's a fowl must be killed and its blood must be spilled at the four corners of the kitchen, also at the door-steps to keep away evil for the rest of the year. Each family must kill a fowl, or if they do not, they will have bad luck for the rest of the year.
There is a very old way reckoning the date of St Martin's night which is - "Nine nights and a night without counting from Halloween night to the night of St Martins."
There is a very old story about St. Martin's - Away in the wilds of Mayo, there dwelt a poor man and his wife, who were so poor, as they had only one cow, and no fowl, or pigs, or horses. Halloween night came and the wife said:- "Dear Tom St Martin's night will soon be here, and we have nothing to kill, but our cow, and if we dont kill her, we shall have bad luck for the rest of the year." The husband said - "If we kill her we shall be poorer than ever." Mary said - "Kill the cow what-ever about the poverty and trust in St. Martin At last they both consented to kill the cow."
Early next morning the man asked some of his neighbours to help him kill the cow. They killed the cow

The Danes could make mead out of the heath + the Irish wanted to learn how to make it. The Irish caught a Dane + his son. They were to kill one of the Danes. The father told them to kill the son + they did. The father said "Well ye can kill me now" He would not tell them how to make it. He knew that if he was killed the son would tell them. They let the Dane go.
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The Danes could make beer out of the heather. The Irish caught the father + the son one day, + they wanted to make them tell how the beer was made. The father said "If you kill the son I will tell you" The Irish killed the son and the father said "ye can kill me because I will never tell." He knew that they would make the son tell if he was alive.
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One time there was a man and he used to live in the mountains and he was very good in making wine. So one day the people caught him and wanted to know how he used to make it and he was going to tell them. But his father came and told them to kill him and himself would tell them. So they killed the son and then the father said "Kill me now but ye will not hear how it is made" All the father wanted was to kill the son because he was telling everybody and then they knew how to make it and that was taking the call off the other man.

About three hundred years ago there lived in the churchyard of Kileenavarra Co. Galway a fairy in the shape of a Long Black Hand. Everybody that would pass there from setting sun to dawn was killed or injured by her. She used to kill the people and the people were very much afraid of her. A rich man in the townland of Clough decided to give five thousand pounds, thirty hides , and his lovely daughter, Kate in arraignment to the person that would kill her. A man named Hynes got a horse and a sword to kill her and he went up at twelve o clock at night to kill her. It was churning when he arrived and her called it to come out. When she saw the man she threw the churn dash at him. It struck the wall and the mark is to be seen still. When the horse saw her he ran away down the road and the fairy after him.

of Kill Cummin. The Offlaherties although a protestant family have a vault in Kill Cummin.

shoes and he would find his other brother sleeping upstairs, and to take the sword from over his head, and it would make a roar, and the brother would be up when he would hear it, and to tell him lie down there or else you would kill him.
He went and did what he was told and got the sword from over his head.
The man in the bed told him that when he got married to his wife she did not like him; she liked another man better She used to strike him with an enchanted rod and turn me into a little dog every day, she used to order her father's men to kill sheep and cattle, and she used to tell her father that it was me that would kill them, in hopes that her father would catch me and kill me. Her father did not know that she used to turn me into a dog. One day he and his men went out on the hills after me to kill me.
When I was getting it hard I jumped on the saddle before her father She then told her father to kill me. But

is growing back. When he went to Aughagawer he began to build a Chapel and he had a crowd of men working. A man who lived near the place and he wanted to kill St Patrick. He had a big bull and he would kill anyone who went near him. One day the man came to St Patrick and told him he would give him the bull for meat for his men. The next day he went for the bull and the man thought he would kill

the though that the would kill them but after that the began to eat them

the best of him, to call for "Harry, Harry, the harper of the Greyhounds". Jack thanked the man and when he had gone a little further he met another man who also advised Jack not to go to the giant's castle, but Jack said that he would go and kill the giants. Then the man told him, if the giants were winning, to call for the "Silver Sword". Then Jack went to the king's castle. The king promised him that he would give him the Princess if he would kill the giants, and Jack said, "I will kill them". As Jack was going up the hill to the giant's castle, he called for "Harry, Harry, the harper of the greyhounds", and , Immediately, a greyhound appeared and made a great alarm. One of the giants came out and advanced to kill Jack, but Jack called for the "Silver Sword", and immediately he saw the sword lying beside him. He picked it up and knocked off the giant's head and hung it on

it is right to kill the wasp, but the cricket should not be killed.

would kill the man.

On Christmas day they hunt the wren and do their best to kill him