Here we have the projecting ditch again & it works
southern limit of old parish of Toem (map page 78) & incidentally the boundary between the Baronies of Killnamovagh & ClonWm.Here we are again. The same mark and by extension to find it used in Bally Caoimghin to mark the entrance tot he house wh. the priest was usually to be got during penal times.The gate is crowned with plain Latin cross. Indication that a priest once lived here, or, as some people say, an indication that there was a priest to be had here during penal days.

how as a young curate in Gorey he was able to organize the parish in a quite but thorough manner, and so to put an end for ever to the yearly "Orange" procession through the town.
A fine old lady whose name was Miss Lawless-Ballygarrett, told many a vivid story of the great fight. "Even if the Boys are bet" she used to urge in 1916 isn't it better than to lie under and forget their history, as some of them are forgetting it. Proud she was of the 600 Ballygarrett men, who fought in Oulart in '98. In her youth apples were deemed a necessity of life for growing children, and no one would dream of accepting money for the fruit, or for milk. "Weren't they the produce of the land and didn't God love in a special way those who made a fair distribution of His Gifts.

Some animals show signs of sorrow after death especially after the death of the head of the house. Dogs show great signs of sorrow.
There was a man lived in the parish of Glynn and he lived all alone and all the company he had was a dog which as the people around said was almost as old as himself. This man was dying anyhow and he sent for some woman to come and help him and she came and did all she could and begor the poor fella went over. He was waked anyway and buried and people were all wondering what they would do with the dog. Some said that the best thing to do with him was to shoot him and others said no that that wouldn't be right at

Doyle would call it, God rest his soul. Old Richardson ordered the dinner early when the men were coming too near the spot. He sent them down to their dinner at about 11am and when they were gone he fell to like a man and when he removed the edger there lay the pile of gold. When the men were coming back from their dinner they met him coming 'agîn' them and the big lump wrapped up in a riding coat.
Father Hickey was in Dublin shortly after that. He had business with the gold-smith. The gold-smith asked him
Have you a Mr Richardson in your parish?
Why sure replied the priest
Well said the goldsmith you will soon see him rolling in his coach and four.
I don't know if he ever rolled in his coach and four. He never gave a penny to the old woman. The Richardson had no luck with the money. Two of them got killed. They had a fine business house in Doon before that and branch houses in Cappawhite and in Holly fort, but things didn't go well with them. I often heard that they were bringing a load of whisky from Holly Ford or Cappawhite to Doon and the cart got capsized at Cahernahallis Bridge. That whisky was so strong that the water of the river would set you drunk 2 miles below the bridge.
Young Mr Pat was driving from one of their farms in Bilboa one evening when he got killed. Mr Thomas

horrified at the sight of a parish parson at the door, replied that he would enquire Mr Crosby, R. M. came to the door in person & invited in this self-appointed guest. This reads like an episode out of the life of Goldsmith, but it is nonetheless true. Father Jim enjoyed himself to perfectness never for a moment made conscious of the fact that he was in the den of the bitter pill in all Leinster. It was late when he arrived back at Parochial House, about seven o'clock of a March evening. In response to his repeated knocking a white night-cap stuck out of the upper window & a voice demanded to know who was there. "The new curate", came the meek response. "Well young man," came the reply, "if you can't keep better hours, you better seek your lodging elsewhere."
Father Jim promptly returned to Crosby Hall. "I am coming now," says he "looking for a night's lodging." "And you'll get it & heartly welcome. He lived for many months at the mansion & it is said that his indirect influence soften the heart of old Crosby towards the mere papist"[I record above because [?] said; when in doubt record]

& the next minute there was nothing to be seen except the green fur-bushes & the yellow blossoms upon them.
Joseph Hammersley heard the following (just as we all heard it repeatedly) from Jim Dwyer, Cahernahallia, Doon parish, Co Tipperary whose father worked on the job.
When they were building Power's Cottage in Knockane my father was working on the job. They met with a lot of trouble in one way or another. The pegs were removed 3 or 4 times & the scaffolding fell on them 2 or 3 times. This day they were standing on the road & some of them sitting on the near ditch of the road after eating their dinner. They saw the little man coming down from the fort. They put no great [?] in him as they thought it was old William, Billy Crotty's father. He was a small little man & used to come there every day.
Mise Why J. Hammersley :Because that part of Knockane was an out-farm of his at the time. It was since you came to live here, Sir, that he sold to Ryan, Mangaire. Well they saw him coming down beside the ditch from the "cnocán": With that the scaffolding was landed out on the middle of the road but there was no one hurted. The scaffolding was knocked 2 or 3 times after that. Weren't they bold daring men to stick it. When the cottage was half-roofed the slates were blown

There is a field in the town land of Cloghogue Upper in the parish of Ballyrush, in which there were several forts, in which it is said many curious incidents happened.One of these incidents follows-
A young child from the townland, a little boy went out to play in the fort on day. He was an unusually pretty child, and his parents were very proud of him. He came in from the fort in the evening, and sat by the fire for a few minutes. He then got up, [?] intending to go to the room. His mother however noticed that he wasn’t able to make his way, and she asked him, what was the matter with him. He told her that he couldn’t see, and from that day forth, until he was an old man, he never regained his sight.
[?] people believe that it was the “people” of the fort, who were responsible for his blindness

Laying the Ghost of Aughmora
[Aughmora, pronounced "Ac mora", situate parish (R.C) of Rathoe, Co. Carlow]
Extract from my old note no. V, page 2/5 a.-
14/Aug/1908: Great battle fought here. Human remains, bones, was unpleasant, etc when making foundations for the new cottage a few years ago. Legendary account from lips of old resident, over 70 years of age: "The battle was
"fought from Ardristan, through Aughmora and right
"into Kellistown. 'Nothing but bones in that field.
"There was a lot of swords found too. Some of these are
"in Castlemore House, Col. Eustace's place and some were "sent off to Dublin." All during my life we are digging "up 'deers', with huge big horns in Ardristan Bog 9 (*1).
My father's story (14-August-1908):-
"When I was young that bridge was haunted. I was living in Broomville at the time and so cannot give [?] the details. Where a number of people had lost their lives there and when much harm had been done locally Father Burke, C.C of Rathoe was asked to lay the ghost. He did so. He confined the ghost to the middle eye of Rathvilly Bridge till Judgement Day. When the Bishop heard what he had done he forbid him to work.
(*1) A most likely trap for the elk [fad, fad ó ?]

How can I cure yours? If you cure my horse, says the priest you can fire away, I'll never stop you again. The priest had a dozen men collected to lift the horse. Kennedy put them all out and closed the stable door. He worked his charm and in half an hour the horse stood up as right as rain.
He cured the world and all of horses after that.
He had the cure to stop blood, too and you needn't bring the person to him. If he knew the person's name he could stop the blood on the spot. I was in his yard when telegrams come in - "Stop blood So &So, Such-a-place" and the blood stopped in each case when he worked the charm.
There was an old woster(1) in the same parish and he thought that stopping blood would be a good business. He used to stop the blood all right any where he could work the cord. He was full of gáitsí's going in and out under the cow's belly, etc. He was called on a case this night but he was flaming drunk - so
(1) an oul gowlmon-yer (vide leath

"Some say I'm foolish & some say I'm wise
To be fond of women I think it no crime
For the son of David had ten hundred wives
And his wisdom was highly recorded
But now he is laid on his back among nettles & stones,
Agus fágfaidh mé tú mar atá sé.N.B
M. Q. and others here in Cappawhite parish say tá and atá 20-30 years the old speakers from the hills or mountains used thá and athá. All possible influence of Gaelic Legue naturally excluded from these notes.(P.M.D.)

Cuckoo heard for 1st time in right ear, good luck.
Cuckoo heard for 1st time in left ear, bad luck.
When you hear the cuach lift up your right foot and you'll find a hair on the sole of your foot - the colour of wh. will indicate the colour of the hair of your husband or wife. "I never liked the leg but I got the hair" old men declare.
Spider crawling on your hat. You'll get a new hat, coat, new coat etc.
Cock crowing at night terrify half the parish.
If cock enters the house and crows during the day avert the disaster by addressing him: 'Good news, Cock!"
Red haired woman - turn back or desist from the job.
It is wrong to kill any animal after dark.
It can be one of your nearest and dearest departed.Pater and 3 Aves recited after family Rosary for all the poor souls in Purgatory esp those nearest and dearest to us. He or she who recites the last decade f....les them: "Thanks be to God, Glory be to the F, S and HG - revival from penal days