Wantime, me (my) gran' father went to visit a cousin of his that lived at the back of Corn Hill. His cousin got sick during the night an' me gran'father had to start for the priest. On his way he fell in with a crowd o' people an' they carryin' a coffin. Them all spoke to him be (by) name an' he didn't know a single wan o' them (i.e. anyone of them). Th' ast (they asked) him to carry the corpse a bit an he did, an even tho' he knew twas the good people was in it he wasnt wan bit afraird. (afraid) Afther a while wan' o' them walks up to him and says he "You're far enough, ye'd betther go an' get the priest for that man, for he'll be

Well, long 'go it was, there was a poor man an' woman lived in this counthry, an' they had wan son an' his name was Jack (He was) Reared up a little bit wild, an' whin he come to a certaint age, he jined th' army. He thought he'd have a little of his own way in th' army, the same as he used to have at home, an' he used to give out very bad chat to some of his officers. So this time anyway, they gev Jack great abuse, so Jack this mornin' says, "I won't stan' this any longer", an' started. He deserted an' wint to the woods. Put in days an' weeks dodgin' about through the woods; an' this day he come as far as a kind of an ould castle. "Oh" says Jack, "I'll g'win". "Me life", says he "is no

He had a big barrell made in the house, and the two of them went out to see the cattle in the morning, so they came in asked the father where did he get them, and he told them that it was below in the river he got them in an island a mile down the river, and they asked him how did he go there, and he told them that he went in the big barrell that he had outside in the house; so the three of them went out to the house to see the barrell, so they consulted to go into the barrell; so he gave them four pigs' heads inside in the barrell and two cakes and two gallons of new milk, and he gave them an auger to hole the barrell when it would stop.
The two of them went into it and he put on the lid, and he tackled the horse and car, and rolled the barrell in. The barrell gave a day and a night floating, and when it stopped, Jack holed it from inside, and they were in dry land

There was a farmer there long ago, and he had four sons and four daughters, and he got them all married but the two youngest, Jack and Nell; so he tried every way to get those two married, and they would not get married for him. His wife was dead and he wanted to get married to another girl, and he wanted to get those two out of the house so as to get in this girl, so himself and the girl made up a plan this night to take some of the "dry-cattle" out of her out-side farm and to bring them to his own farm, and to tell the two of them in the morning that it was down in the river he got them, and that if he had more help he could bring a lot more of them.

only mass that was of any value to you."9adh Mheadhon Fóghmair 1939.
Following from Mrs. James Moloney (80) Caruthen Jenkle. She heard the story from her uncle Thomas Linnon (100-110) late of Stith an Óir. Thomas's father came from Cavan, but she could not tell from whom Thomas heard the story. S. O. J.

Dear Mr. O'Sullivan,I am in receipt of your letter of 6th Decr. and Mr. Delargys letter and Questionnaire this morning.
I shall certainly send you a copy of the rough survey I am making whenever it is completed if you think it would be of use, to you. With regard to the Questionnaire I shale make inquiries in a number of districts regarding Stone Heaps and report result at a later date. I might say that up to the present I have not heard of any but I hope to be able to unearth some information on the point nevertheless. All good whishes to self and Mr. Delargy. Very Sincerely yours, Denis F O'Sullivan P.S. In your collection of Books I wonder have you got Byrnes History of the O'Brennans of Idough Co. Kilkenny as if not I have got an old copy on loan from the Anthors son who lives near Abbeylix. I was interested as my mothers people were of the same clan and a reference is made to her branch of the family, in this little history.

South WexfordDescription of games played by children 50-60 years or more ago!
"Jack-stones" "Rounders" and "Peggie" have already been described by me in my book of folklore. Not played these (about) 40 years. ii. "Chickens, come clock!" This game evidently portrayed the defence of thhe clutch of chickens by the mother-hen from the fox or other thief. It was generally a girls' game although at times small boys joined. The biggest girl acted 'the thief' and stood facing the mother and her 'clutch' who caught each others' pinafores thus: This is the way the children wore their hair of the period-plaited-tied with Ribbon(2.3.4)- or with temple combs (5-6) and ringlets. "I'll mawl ye!" Any number could play, but the chickens were always arranged according to size. Played by children from 6 or under to 13 or 14. "Give me one of your chickens," said the thief opening the game. "I won't" said the hen. "I'll mawl yeh." "I'll tear ye" said the thief jumping at the hen. And here the fun started. The chickens holding on to the hen and swerving at each defence of the mother tackling the fox who tried to get round to the chickens. Each swerve generally wakened the sustaining power of the last chicken and she usually lost grip and fell to the ground. The thief had his prey! Thus the game was played till the last chicken was caught.

Bhí fear ann fadó agus bhí sé pósta. Nï raibh aige ach ingheean amháin agus nuair a fuair a bhean bás phós sé bean eile. Bhí an leas-mháthair go holc don leas-inghean agus dubhairt sí leis an athair í a chur go bás ach ní chuirfeadh.
Ní raibh ag an leas-mháthair ach páiste amháin. Aon lá amháin go raibh an t-athair imthighthe mharbhuigh an leas-mháthair a páiste féin agus bhí an inghean ag féachaint uirri. Dubhairt sí leis an leas-inghean go gcathfidh sí maonna a thabhairt nach n-inseóchaidh sí go haoinne a baisteadh é. Nuair a tháinic an t-athair abhaile dubhairt an leas-mháthair leis gurab í an inghean fhéin a mharbhuigh an páiste. Ainneoin thug a h-athair a inghean go dtí an choill agus bhain sé an dá chois agus an dá láimh di. Nuair a bhí sé ag dul abhaile ina an trathnóna thosuigh an inghean ag guidhe go ngabhfadh dealg sceiche i gcois a h-athar agus nach mbeadh aoinne indon é a bhaint aisti ach í féin. San oidhche tháinic aingeal cuici agus d'fiafruigh sé di cé acu a bfearr lei an dá cois nó an dá láimh. Dubhairt sí go mbfearr lei an dá láimh ach fuair sí an dá láimh agus an dá cois. Lá amháin bhí fear ag siubhal tríd an gcoill, mairnealach ab' eadh é. Thug sé leis abhaile í agus phós sé í. Bhí beirt páistí acu, -- mac, an duine b'shine agus inghean an duine b'óige. Níor baisteadh an mac. Béigean don mairnealach dul ar bord luinge arís agus nuair a chuala an leas-mháthair go raibh sé imthighthe sgríobh sí leitir in ainm an mhairnealaigh

lámhaí aríst uirthi. D'iarr bean a'tighe uirthi agus chuaidh sí go bog agus go cruaidh uirthi go bhfanfadh sí leób fhéin acht ní fhanfadh.
D'imthigh léithe i siúbhal na h-oidhche agus tháinic sí go dtí teach beag agus bhí solus ann agus d'iarr sí ar bhean a'tighe í a fhágáil istigh go maidin agus 'dfhág. Maidin in a dhiaidh sin d'imthigh léithe agus tháinic sí chomh fada le teachín beag agus bhí sean-bheanín 'na suidhe sa doras. Thug sí mear-aithne uirthi agus d'iarr sí uirthi í leigean isteach agus dubhairt sí nach leigfeadh. Dubhairt a driatháir í leigean isteach agus go mbféidir go mbainfeadh sí an dealg as a chois. 'Réis sgathamh leigeadh isteach í agus chuaidh sí siar agus bhain sí amach an dealg, agus nuair a bhí sí dhá tharraingt amach dubhairt sí, "Ní mise a mharbhuigh do bhó ná do chapall ná do mhac," ar sise. D'orduigh a driatháir bairille teara a fhághail agus a bhean a chuir síos ann agus é chuir tré theineadh. Cuireadh. D'iarr sé ar a druifiúr fanacht i n-éinfeacht leis, acht níor fhan thar éis an chárdóit a fuair sí uaidh.

Fear a bhí ag sáth prátaí ní raibh sé féin agus an máighister ag réidhteach go maith le na céile. Ní geibheadh sé aon bhlúire den feóil le n-ithe agus do bhíodh an fheóil ag beiriú sa chorcán. Dúbhairt sé tráthnóna tar éis stad:
"All the seed in wan hole an all the pork in wan pot. Agus geallaim-se an té mhairfedh lá an fhóghmhair, go mbeidh rian Dhómhnaill ar an gais." Do chuir sé na prátaí go leir in aon pholl amháin.

I remember seeing the travelling tinkers working outside at the commonage in Leitrim. They'd give the day gathering up all the ould pots and bits of ould iron they could find around the place and

ná níl mé féin ábalta siubhal tá mé lag.
Chuir sí ar a druim é, tháire reatha a bhí sí ábalta na cosa tharraingt 'na diaidh; thug sí na dhiaidh sin é go dtí taoibh an toighe "Dheirbhsuir," ar seisean, "nuair a rachfas tú isteach caithfidh tú mise gcludaigh na mónadh agus iarr lóistín ar mo mhathair go maidín. Bhéarfaidh mo mhathair sin duit agus amhárach rachaidh mo mhathair a do fhastidh; agus abhair nach bhfánan tú aicí mur’ bhfág tú chodladh iseomra na shéad. Sin chead an seomhra a bhí agam-sa ariamh agus béidh mé ann anois; ach ní thug lé duine ar bith saoghalta amach uaith-se. mé feiceail go ceann lá agus bliadhain. Ach rachaidh mé féin agus thusa tuathnóna i mbárach ag an t-sagart tíochaidh liom mé féin a theisdeaint an fad sin-go bpóstar muid agus annsin béidh mé agat agus bhéidh mé agat achan oidhche mar tcí tú mé ach ní feicfid 6

talamh fhluic agus casadh cloigean fir uirthí;
chuaidh sí a tharraingt aníos. "órú níl mé ábalta tú thógail." "Ó tarraing do dhiaidh an méid nach dtig leat." Tharraing sí aníos as cionn an talamh é. "Gaide an duine tú?" Adeir sí; "cé aca taidhbhse atá ionnat na goide an rud thú?" "Bhail taidhbhse mór go leór," adeir sé. fear bhocht a mharbhadh annseo tá seacht mbliadhna ó shoin," adeir sé, "agus cuireadh fá ge annseo mé agus cuireadh fá geasa mé go dtranpaladh duine orm "nach dtéarn peacadh ariamh. Is iomda duine a thrampail orm-sa ó shoin ach bhí a bheagan na a mhórán peacaid ar ach uile dhuine, go dtí go dtáinig thusa agus níl smáil ar bith ort-sa agus tóg mé. An bhfeiceann tú an solas udaí thall, sin thall teach mo mhathra; agus dhá dtiocfadh leat mé iomchar anonn

good feed and a grand suit of clothes. He looked a very fine man in the suit and the princess fell in love with him. The king also was delighted and he gave his consent and they were married. Bill brought his mother to the palace and they all lived happily ever afterwards.