Cecil Keyes, Mullaghmore, Killargue, Co. Leitrim. Told by Mrs. Henry Keyes, Mullaghmore, Killargue, Co. Leitrim.

and began to dig under the whitethorn bush. They were very afraid. When they had dug a little the cock began to flap his wings and crow. The father and son became frightened and ran away. They never went back again and no one else has made an attempt to unearth the treasure since.
There is a pot of gold hidden beside a byre belonging to Pat. Mc. Govern Mullaghmore, Killargue, Co. Leitrim. No attempts have been made to unearth it. Cecil Keyes, Mullaghmore, Killargue, Co. Leitrim. Story told by James Reilly, Mullaghmore, Killargue, Co. Leitrim, aged 50 years.

D'innis m'athair dom go raibh gréasaidhe in a chomhnuidhe annsin uair amhain agus ó sin a h-ainmnugeadh é.
My village is called Mullaghmore which means "big hills". There are many hills in the village and that is the reason it is called Mullaghmore.

James Mc. Kiernan (now dead) of Lugnaskine Killargue Co. Leitrim used to walk from Killargue Co. Leitrim to Dublin every year to reap the harvest. Hugh Clerkin of Lugnaskien Killargue walked from Killargue to Sligo and back again with a firkin of butter on his back. The distance is about 22 miles. Mrs Dolan (now dead) of Mullaghmore, Killargue Co. Leitrim walked from Killargue to Sligo and home again and from that to Carrick on-Shannon in one day. The distance from Killargue to Carrick-on-Shannon is about 26 miles. James Reilly of Mullaghmore Killargue, Dromaheir Co. Leitrim aged 50 years

carried a hundred of flour from Terry Keegan's shop, of Killargue, to his own house, in his teeth. The distance is about half a mile. The spectators were Jimmy Keegan of Killargue Dromahair, Co. Leitrim, John Travers of same address and James McMorrow same address. Francis Mc.Ternan of Lonagh Killargue Co. Leitrim walked across the battlement of Leamascally bridge which has a rounded top. The bridge is about 18 yards long. Spectators Hubert O'Hara of Leamascally Killargue Hugh Daly of Mullaghmore Killargue and Patrick Mc. Morrow Mullaghmore Killargue.

72And your scenes will be in living round the Hills of Mullaghmore
Fair Lough Gill with islands studded all around the country
Green Belhavel so well wooded where a pretty lake is seen
From Sligo's lakes and mountains to fair Lough Allen's shore
There's nothing like a roving round the Hills of Mullaghmore.III
If you're up for dance or music lots of it you'r sure to find
If you wish to come and join us you'll be welcome never mind
Fairer lads and jollier lassies you've never seen before
And you'll meet them in their classes on the Hills of Mullaghmore.I got the above song from James O'Reilly, Mullaghmore, Killargue, PO Dromahair, Co

there I'll get my bag full,
And I daren't go to Mullaghmore for the
women there would beat me
And if I went to Carrickavee the asses
there would eat me.
The land is hilly and there is no bog at all in it only streams.
There is a stream that runs the far side of the road and it divides Carrickavee from Mullaghmore and it runs on and divides Cormaddyduff from Mullaghmore.

The first owner of Windfield was O' Mannion. He died, and the widow got burial charges from John Blake, merchant in Galway and owner of Mullaghmore. The bill was not paid for some years and Principal and Interest amounted to a large sum. Blake evicted her and seized the Property for the debt. She cursed the Blakes, which took effect. The Blakes then built the Windfield House about 1,750 and came to live there. They built the demense wall and three other deer park walls.
John Blake died, and Martin, his son became owner of Mullaghmore, Windfield and other properties. John Blake, the second son turned a Protestant and

was sitting beside the fire washing her face. When she heard what they cat told him she got up and striking the floor three times with her paw she said "So poor ould Billy the Rover is dead." She then walked out and was never seen again.
Told by James Reilly of Mullaghmore Killargue P.O. Dromahair Co Leitrim aged 50 years. Cecil Keyes Mullaghmore, Killargue P.O. Dromahair Co. Leitrim.
Patrick Mc.Govern of Belhavel and Conn Curnan (now dead) went one night to Montgomery's castle in Belhavel, now in ruins, (after the Montgomery's had left it to take away a large stone which was over a fireplace. As they were going

There is a field in Henry Keye's's (of Mullaghmore, Killargue co. Leitrim) land named after a man, called John Barrott who once lived there. The field is called Barrotts garden. There is a ghost story connected with it which is as follows.
A man called Mormac Mc Garry lived in Mullaghmore. One day after John Barrott was dead Mc. Garry saw him when the sun was setting. He was afraid and did not speak to the ghost. Another evening as he was sitting in his house, when the sun was setting he again saw the ghost outside the door. He got up and went outside and said to the ghost

district. They are all called forts. There is one in Killameen, one in Augharan, one in Mullaghmore, and the fourth in Drumore. There are three of them in sight of each other Killameen, Drumore and Mullaghmore. They are all circular in shape. There is a fence of earth round them, and inside of this fence there is a dyke. There is an entrance hole in the fence that is round the forts.
The Danes are supposed to have built these forts to protect themselves from their enemies. The left them in sight of other, so that if they were attacked, that their comrades in the other forts would see them and come to their aid.
Nobody has ever interfered with these forts when ploughing or planting their

Once upon a time there live a fairy called Prince Flyathu with his wife in Mullaghmore in Co. Sligo. One day he mounted his white horse with his wife and flew from Mullaghmore Point to the point of Rougey. Before starting he told his wife not to look behind her, but curiosity overcame her and immediately she dropped dead. Flyathu buried her at Rougey Point. Flyathu went from Rougey to Finner where he had a mansion. A stone of the mansion is still to be seen. Many years later an army of soldiers came to Bundoran. They all got lodgings except one man. His officer told him to go to Flyathu’s house. He went round looking for the house, but the people only laughed at him. At last he met a man who brought him to a lovely mansion where he was well entertained. Then he got a beautiful bedroom. He slept soundly, but when he awoke he found himself lying on Finner strand with a stone under his head for a pillow.
Long ago before starting any important business, people would break a bottle of whiskey on this stone to bring them good luck. It is said that some mischievous person lifted the stone and threw it over the cliff. It was found in its usual place in the morning.

71Castle stood.There is a song about the townland of Mullaghmore composed by James Mc. Murrow (now dead) who lived in Mullaghmore, Killargue, Co. Leitrim, which is as follows.When the sky is bright sunny and the fields are fresh and green
And the sweet bee scattering honey o'er the meadows may be seen
When all nature gaily glitters and the pretty warble sings
And the sweet wee swallow twitters with his bright and nimble wings
When the corncrake is singing and the lark flies to the shore
It's a pleasure to be roving round the Hills of Mullaghmore.II
Come next Sunday evening if you've never been before,

from Aughrim +Tadhg Mór Gallach (O'Kelly) from Castleblakney were first cousins of Tadhg Mór from Mullaghmore and (if) of O'Loughlin O'Kelly, who lived in Moylough Castle. They were said to be the three best Tadhgs in Ireland.

Lord Palmerston was the first landlord of this place. He owned a very large estate - the whole country around. He divided it out into smaller estates on nephew or sons -in- law. Two of the these were Lord Cooper Temple and Lord Ashby.Lord Palmerston was Prime Minister of England and Chancellor of the Exchequer.He was a good man and looked after the interests of his tenants. To some he supplied the first iron ploughs used around here. He built good schools at Cliffoney, Cairns and Benbulben and it was he built the Lodge and Coast Guards's Station at Mullaghmore. He secured a grant for the erection of the harbour at Mullaghmore to make it a trading centre but because of the shallowness and rocky nature of the sea around her, his efforts proved a failure.Though a good man, the people were not so well off, during his time, for his agents did what they liked. They had several evictions carried out particularly

Abraham Wood-Martin was the landlord of my district (Lavally.) The Wood-Martins were there for ninty years but did little to improve the people. Often after the rent day people were noticed to leave their houses.
The Murphy's of Mullaghmore were evicted but after a month's time they got permission to return to their house on thy payment of one penny per week.
The Quinn's of Mullaghmore were also evicted and had to sleep in the shelter of ditches for nobody would let them in. They fell into bad health because of this.
After some time they were allowed to return to their house on the payment of two pence per week but they were not allowed to go near the land. The landlord stocked the land wit young cattle and the Quinn's had to mind them.

There is a fairy fort in the townland of Mullaghmore. There is also another fort on Gortahork hill in view of the one above mentioned. Both of them are circular in shape. Around each of these forts there is a fence of earth. There are some very old looking bushes growing at them also. There is an entrance hole in the sides of each of them.
Forts were known by various names, such as, Lis, Caisel, or Rath. It is said that a woman named Mrs Fowley who lived in the townland of Mullaghmore, washed clothes and put them out to dry on bushes near the fort in the evening, and on the next morning they were sprinkled with blood. Fairy people were supposed to have lived in these forts.
The people living on the land never interfered with them. They did not even cut the rushes that grew in them. Nobody likes to interfere with forts,a nd any person that interfered with them some misfortune fell on them.
People say that if you hear noise of any kind arouns a fort during night not to go as far as it. Children in particular

69My Home District.My home is situated in the townland of Mullaghmore in the parish of Killargue in the barony ofThe number of families living in my townland is ten. The number of people is about forty eight. The family name most common is Mc. Morrow. The houses are mostly thatched and whitewashed. The townland got its name because it is made up of hills. There are three people over seventy living int he townland. They can tell stories but they cannot speak Irish. Their names and addresses are Mr Pat Mc Govern, Mullaghmore, Killargue PO Dromahair, Co Leitrim.

them the importance of having this Folklore recorded that they will joy their memories and help me. Houses were far more numerous in this townland formerly. Down Mullaghmore lane the ruins of many are still to be seem. On the pass along the schools wall leading to the back can be seen the remains of a mud wall cabin. Here lived Francis Govern called the ''Bell Man'' because he used to ring the church bell. On the East side of Mullaheelry cross

You coild not get 2 sipplies the one day. Four of those were in the district.
1. In McGarrigles, Castlegal
2, " Cliffoney
3. " Mullaghmore
4. " McGowans, Carns.
When times improved the meal stopped and the schoolmaster,
Edward McGlain, who then had only a mud cabin, was given this house, as a school, McGarrigle been given a piece of land in Carns. Later he was changed to Mullaghmore and a Mrs. McIntyre came there. (She) From her are they present McIntyres descended; they live at Bunduff Bridge and own the fishery rights (salmon)