Skibbereen Co. Cork. by Miss Nora Burchill Gurteenalomane Skibbereen, whose mother used it to spin wool.
(July 26th 1938.).
[detailed drawing of a spinning wheel in lilac pencil][drawing to left of the text of a hackle in lilac pencil] Portion of Hackle brought to the above School by Jane Geaney, Boulibaun, Skibbereen Co Cork. (July 26th 1938)

lies five yards from my sparkling fountain and seven yards from my crooning broolet and eleven yards from my lilac grove and sixteen yards from collonnade."
"Go find it, and let each of you proceed to the spot holding a lighted candle in your hand." "There's a penalty, one of the three shall loose his life. If you fail to get my treasure the last survivor must pass the secret on to three others." They failed, and the hidden treasure is still unearthed.

Crooked wood: is a wood with a lot of turns in it it is over near Mullingar Co West MeathDicks-wood: Is a wood at Dick Gibney's field Baltrasna Oldcastle Co MeathThe-lilac-wood: is a wood all the lilac except two ash trees Murrens Oldcastle Co Meath.
The-crows-nest-wood: is a wood where crows build their nests every year Virginnia Co CavanThe little wood: is a wood in the corner of a big field Baltrasna Oldcastle Co Meath. The-long-wood: is a wood near Grennan in a small field and it has half of it taken up. Tlonge: is a wood with big palm tree's in

Ben-weedBenweed grows on bad land.Switch grassSwitch grass grows on potato fields and smothers up the crops of the young potatoes. Garlic.
Steep garlic in whiskey. Then drink the whiskey and the cold will be cured. Garlic is good for cows.LilacIf any person eats the seed of a lilac bush he will be poisoned.

1. A good many years ago Mrs Gilmore and her mother were sitting at the fire. Her father & some others were standing at the door talking. As they were talking a little woman walked in by them & sat at the fire. None of the men saw her coming in or going out. The woman had a terrible looking face like one that was dead. But she was dressed beautifully. She kept looking out of the window & kept on saying "They are coming they are coming". Mrs Gilmore's mother asked her who was coming & she said "The fairies". Then Mrs Gilmore said "You ought to be gone for this is no place for hiding". The little woman had lilac coloured clothes on her & she kept lifting them up to show them off. She had little hands & little shoes. Then she got up & went out & the men

one in Crosspatrick one in Milltown one in Rathernan. There is a ruin in the old graveyard in Allen. There used to be a ruin in Crosspatrick, but it was knocked down recently. Unbaptized children are buried in the night. There are some laurel and lilac trees in some of the graveyards and it is unlucky (for) to break a bough off any of the trees. The graveyards are square and the graves are faced towards the rising sun. There is a slope in Rathernan graveyard and no people are buried in that slope.

road. The church was inhabited by monks who were very pious. One day they sent another monk out to put a slate on the church which had been blown down by the wind. On the top of the church the unfortunate monk seated himself. The slate was fixed and the monk was returning from his labour on top of the church. The church sunk and disappeared underground and after seven days it appeared again but the unfortunate monks were dead and they were buried in the shade of two lilac trees in the grave-yard.

are mixed with meal, and are ready for use. Nettle juice is also given to young people. Another weed like "shell strings" grows in this place. This weed will cure the yellow jaundice.
Another weed called the broom is used as a cure for kidney and liver disease. The root of a dandelion is used as a cure for heart disease.
Some weeds have poison in them. There is a poison in the flowers that come from the willow tree. In this time of the year, there is poison in a rhubarb leaf. There is also poison in the leaves of the lilac tree in this time of the year. White moss is often used for dyeing stockings. The white moss is to be boiled with the stockings. It will change white stockings to a kind of brown.

Barbavilla. Barbavilla vault is closed now. It is a sad sight to see Protestant vaults where the Catholic church once stood. There are both Catholics and Protestants buried in this old cemetery. Only twenty-five tombstones remain inscribed now. The oldest grave is Edward Plant's who was buried in the year seventeen sixty five. A beautiful headstone is erected over him in memorium.
There are a few trees growing in the graveyard namely, palm, yew, boxwood, leburnam, velvet, weeping willow, juniper, whitethorn, and lilac. Some of the tombs are ornamented with various coloured flowers, while others are surrounded by marble slabs, and iron railings.

about.
One time, shortly before Easter the spring wind had a lot to do. He swept the last of the dry twigs off the trees to leave room for the new green shoots and blew with its warm breath on the tiny birds, so that the leaves, and tiny blossoms would come out.
Gradually the summer birds came back from the south. The nightingale and the cuckoo had already arrived. One day when the wind was blowing along by the hedge where the old lilac tree is, he heard a great stir among the birds.
It was not a beautiful song he heard this time, but a

Old GraveyardsGraveyards are certain places set apart for the burying of the dead. There are three graveyards in this locality. They are situated in three different districts, on in Aughrim one in Kilmore and one in Clooncraff. They are round in shape and surrounded by walls and trees.
Clooncraff graveyard contains very old tombs. Some of them date back to four and five hundred years. It is supposed to be the oldest graveyard in Ireland and is mentioned in Rome. It is a very nice one and it contains some beautiful headstones. There are various kinds of trees growing in it such as Cypress, lilac, and laburnums.
There is a strange story told about this graveyard. It is the only one in Ireland in which there are no Protestants buried. One time there was a Protestant man buried in it and next morning the coffin was over the grave. The coffin was put down three times

stone on top of the tomb. The inscription is :- TO THE MEMORY OF JULIA ROBERTS WHO DIED 1ST OF 1808 AGED 13 YEARS. ALSO TO THE MEMORY OF MARGRET BARRY WHO DIED ON THE 30TH OF OCTOBER 1811 AGED 60 YEARS.
On St. Johns Eve people go to the tomb and leave, medals and bottles of holy water there. They pray for sick people in their house or for their friends and they think God would heal them Long ago the people used to stay in the graveyards all night praying but they do not stay only for about a half an haour [hour] now. People light fires on St. John's Eve now. When the people used to go to the graveyards long ago they used to light fires and make tea and have a good meal in the night. There are trees growing in the graveyard and on one side there is a big hedge of lilac and there is a grave behind the hedge and nobody knows who is buried there as it is called "the unknown grave".
There are people in the parish of Balldehob and their burying place is in Schull. and others have their buying place in the abbey near Sibbeneen and others in Aughadown and others in Kilcoe burying ground

thought they were skimming the cream off their neighbour's milk.
It is said that a woman hides in a glen and when she sees any sign of smoke come from her neighbour's house she says "Let the butter of that house be to me this year." When the neighbour starts to make his butter he cannot do it because the spell of the witch is on it.People say if you pick lilac on May Eve and take it into the house you will have bad luck.If you borrow money on May Eve you will also have bad luck.If your right hand is itchy it is a sign you will be shaking hands with someone, and if your left hand is itchy, it is said you will get money.

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But I think twas mat the macon put the matter first in (macon) motion.
So they settled on the day a fine shrove Tuesday morn,And ne'er a bride went better dressed since ever dress was worn.
Then Moll she wore a lilac gown she got at barrigs chape,
A lovely leghorn bonnet and a red and yalla cape The priest was in the parlour his eye with fun was falshin.
To see Mark's cordrouys and Moll dressed in the fashion.

Old Cures.Many years ago a woman named Mrs. Canty lived in Shanagolden, and she had many cures.For the yellow jaundice she made a drink of the branch of the lilac tree, and gave it to the sick person to drink for twenty days, and at the end of that time the sick person would be alright.She used also have a piece of bacon hanging on the hob for seven years and then she used it as a cure for sores, boils and other skin diseases.It was said long ago that a very good cure for a toothache was to get a horse shoe nail from a blacksmith of a third generation of blacksmiths and rub it to the bad tooth. A cure for sores was to put an asses winkers on the person and lead him in and

It is unlucky to leave feet water in the house on Saturday night. Some people consider it unlucky to leave it in the house any night. If they did they would expect to have had dreams.It is unlucky to bring cow slips into a house when a hen is hatching. The farmers wife would not like to see the children bring in gosling flowers when she would have a goose hatching, nor would she like to give a clutch of eggs to any person when her own birds would be hatching.It is lucky to leave the brush behind the door when going to bed.It is unlucky to bring white thorn or black thorn blossoms into the house or lilac into the house during the month of May.It is unlucky to walk under a ladder. It is unlucky to strike a person or an animal with an elder stick or with a sweeping brush with a dish cloth.

The names of the farm and domestic animals at home are cows, cattle, horses, goats, pigs, dogs, and cats.
All our cows have names. Their names are, Daisy, Kerry, Lilac, Polly, and Binny.
When we are driving the cows in or out of the field we say "how how". When we are driving the calves in or out we say "how how" also.
When calling the cows we say prick, prick.
When calling the calves they come for suck, suck.
When calling the goats they come for gabhar or Jenny, Jenny.
When calling the pigs they come for hurrash.
When calling the hens they come for chuck.
When calling the chickens they come for chick, chick.
When calling the ducks they come for chríosah, chríosah.
When calling the turkeys they come for gibey, gibey.

when strained, make a great ointment for sprains or stiffness of joints.
Spunk is a weed, and it is a great food for pigs, as it is said to contain milk and iron.
Broom which grows in hedges a [...] brown dye and a poison.
Heather dyes a lilac colour.
The bark of oak dyes black and also cleans dark clothes.
Elder berries make a good wine, also ink and also dye a maroon colour.
Dry leaves boiled for two hours with a little salt added makes a great clothes cleaner for dark colours.
Thistles, docks and buachalans are the most harmful weeds on farms as they spread and poison the land and the Law compels the farmers to cut them down every year.
Roasted turnips mixed with buttermilk is found to be an

Those men are only friendly neighbours not paid help.
21. Water & soap used in washing corpse should always be thrown where no one can walk on them.
22. Razor & strop used to shave corpse are given to the man who performs this task.23. If you break a looking-glass you'll have bad luck for seven years hand-running.24. It is unlucky to bring hawthorn blossom into a house, same said of snow drops and lilac.25. When one person dies two others are likely to die in the same townland before the year is out.26. The last person buried in the graveyard must "mind the gate" (of the graveyard) till the next funeral.27. If you meet a funeral on the road and have warts say "Corpse, corpse take my warts away".If a person put goose-eggs in the four corners of his neighbour's field he would be able to take the strength of the field into his own crops.

When the June birds, were singing in Ireland,
She lay on her hospital bed,
With the fever- hue flushing her forehead,
And her tossed golden hair round her head.
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Oh! the bells, would they never stop ringing,
There they go, pealing high, sounding low,
Now, they call me to mass, at the Convent,
Now, they knell for graves made long ago,
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Now, they bring back the flowers on May Altars,
Sweet roses, with morning-dew wet,
Pale lilac, and may from the Umair,