Some time ago boots were not put on children till they were almost two years old. There are some children who goes barefoot all the year around. There were some boots. Nearly all the children around this district go barefoot in the summer at present. The water that is used for washing their feet is thrown out. There are no beliefs or customs connected with it. There are some people get their boots repaired and others buy new ones. There is one man in Hacketstown who makes boots some times. There are three shoemakers at present in Hacketstown. One of the shoemakers is named Bill Black. His father was a shoemaker in his day, but he is not able to work now. I have not often seen clogs. I saw them on a couple of people. There are some people who wear clogs at present. I don't know of any clogs being made locally. There were some people around this district who made leather in their time.

The majority of the local fairs are held in towns though there is still a number of them-mostly sheep fairs-held in fields and at cross roads throughout the country. There is also a number of important fairs that is now discontinued
The local fairs are held in the towns of Dunlavin, Baltinglass, Ballymore Eustace, Hacketstown, Naas and Castledermot. The fair of Dunlavin is held on the second Wednesday of every month. The fair is held on the Fair green. There are two fairs held in Baltinglass. A Pig Fair is held on the third Monday of every month and a cattle sheep and horse fair on the third Tuesday The fairs of Ballymore Eustace and Hacketstown are held on the first Tuesday and last Saturday of each month respectively. There is a fair held in Naas on the third Wednesday of every month. Like Baltinglass there is a pig fair held on the day previous. Long ago a monthly

In this parish there are many forges. There are four forges in this parish. One in Rathdangan, one in Hacketstown, one in Knockananna and one in Moyne. The forge in Rathdangan is owned by Mr Doyle. He shoes horses and asses. He makes all kind of farm implements. The only work that is done in the open is the shoeing of wheels.
This forge is near a stream and a cross-roads. The roof of the forge is slated and there is one fireplace in it. There is one big door going into the forge. The forge in Hacketstown is owned by Mr Mac Donald. There is one big door going into the forge. This forge is near a cross-roads. The roof is of boards and there is one fireplace in it. The forge in Knockananna is owned by Mr Kehoe. The door going into this forge is in the shape of a horse shoe. The roof is zinc and there is one fireplace in it. This forge is beside

Forges were very plenty in olden times but nowadays they are not so plenty as they were then.
In olden times there were no motors or bicycles, so the horse was used for travelling. There are four forges in this parish. There is a forge situated in each of the following places. Knockananna, Moyne, Hacketstown and Rathdangan. Mr Keogh ownes the one in Knockananna, and Mr Stanley ownes the one in Moyne.
Mr McDonald ownes the one in Hacketstown, and the forge in Rathdangan is owned by Mr Doyle. The forge is generally situated beside a stream or at a cross-roads.

Recorded from Jos Doyle Hacketstown stonecutter aged 64 born + reared in Hacketstown who heard them from his father who died aged 71 in 1911
I Jack bound to a Robber
II Asking Pet.
III Story without End

very fertile and the farmers grow many crops. At Hacketstown there are many woods and at Milverton and up at Balcunnin are some woods also. There are many old ruins in SKerries , for instances the two old mills which were used long ago. They are situated on the mill hill.

wife Helen, who gave this Chalice to the Chapel of Hacketstown, in the Parish of Lusk, 1728." The official name for the Parish all this time was, "Parish of Holmpatrick," but it had not Parochial independance being subject to that of Lusk.

"During the battle of Hacketstown where Billy Byrne led the Insurgents, the old men and the girls and the children that were hardy enough started the Rosary at home in Ballymanus and they never left their knees during the battle period. One of them handed the prayer book to the other when they got tired or weary over it and they kept on their prayers until the cannon ceased. Then they got on their feet and waited for no dinner or refreshments.

only December when it is held on Saint Thomas's Day. The fairs are not held on Streets they are held in Tullow on a Fair Green. In Carlow they on the Fair Green also in Hacketstown. There is luck money always given. It is called Luck-Penny. When the animal is sold they are marked with raddle. The seller always keeps the Halter.

Local fairs are held in Tullow on the second Monday of every month, and also the 29th of October which is an old fair. In Carlow the fourth Wednesday of every month and Hacketstown on the last Saturday of every month.

There was once a holy well in Gillespies field near Hacketstown Bridge. To this well many people came with sores and diseases to be cured. They had to come to the well for as many days as they had sores. They had to wash the sores with the water and say certain prayers as they washed them

The battle of Hacketstown was fought on the 25th of June 1798. The barracks were situated where the Catholic Church now stands. The present Church was

One time a priest was coming to Hacketstown through Coolmanagh and a man who was dead by the name of Captain Hardy came out and followed him. He followed him on and when he was going in in his own door he changed into the appearance of a dog and followed him in his own room and the priest prayed for a long time. After a while he came back down and went to the mill and the dog followed him, and he laid him under the mill stone and was never seen after.

One night a man was going home out of Hacketstown and as he was going along the road a little man ran in between his legs and took him up on his shoulders and carried him until he got up to a hill. The man did not know where he was until morning. When he wakened up he found himself on the top of a hill. He took off his coat and left it on the ground and put a stone over it and went home. Then the fairies had no more power over him.

point deserted, damping the powder of their sleeping comrades previously. Not until the Battle of Hacketstown, which occured later, was the treachery of the deserters known. In years later enmity and hatred and fights between the Carlow, Kilkenny and Queens County men were enkindled to the cry of "Traitors you damped our powder at High Park".

Long ago a ghost used to appear over in Ballyedmond and it used to frighten everybody round that place. A priest in Hacketstown came and lay the ghost, but he was so overcome that he died in a few days after, the priests name was Fr Blanchfield. Fr Blanchfield was buried in Knockanna (Knockananna).

There was a man one time. His name was John Walsh: he lived not for from Hacketstown in a little house. He put in for a cottage. When the cottage was half built there was a Ghost seen in it every night and every one was afraid to go near it. Any way John went to live in it himself and when he did there was no ghost to be seen. It was his own wife who was taken with the fairies.

One time certain people lived in a house near Hacketstown. Every night chains would rattle and ponies would run around the yard. This night the master of the house went out to cut a tree. The chains rattled again and he could not go out. The next day he cut the tree in the middle and the ponies nor chains were never seen or heard of after.

Some years ago there was as simpleton girl working in a house in Hacketstown. There were two women living in the house. One evening she was sent down for the cows. A man came in and stood on the floor where the women were. After a few minutes he went out. The girl never returned and was found dead in the lane. The man had killed her who was a fairy.

There was a man and he lived not far from Hacketstown. One night he was out rambling. He used to go home through the fields and once he delayed playing cards and when he was going home, he saw a light in a field, but he never minded, and went into the field. He went into the field and was kept going round it all night. At day light he got out of the field and never went through the fields any more at night.