The townland of Drumcullion, in which I live is situated in the Parish of kinawley and in the Barony of Tullyhaw. There are twenty six people living in it. There are four homes inhabited and there is a house which was inhabited some years ago, but is now an old ruin. Most of the houses are thatched.
There is only one old person over seventy in the townland of Drumcullion Mrs Gilheany. There are not as many houses in it now as there were formerly. Some of them are in ruins. Years ago people used to emigrate to America.The land here is very good. There are some small hills in it. There is no boggy land in it. There is a small stream dividing it from Drumboory. There is a river dividing it from Derryralt. There are some woods about the district, but the commonest type of trees that grow in Drumcullion is the holly.
Drumcullion is surrounded by the townlands of Drumboory, Derryralt, Gubrawooly and Drumcar.
It is about half way between Swanlinbar and Bawnboy. Drumcullion means the hill of the holly.

There are very few roads now that have not a name. They get their names according to the time they were made or where they are. Some of them are The new road. The mill road. The bog road. The long lane. The centre lane. The old road. The mountain road. The new road is leading from Swanlinbar to Bawnboy. At the time the new road was made, there were not many tarred roads, and when it was tarred the people called it '' the new road '' or sometimes the '' new line. ''
The mill road is a by road off the new road. It branches off near a house belonging to Mr. Dolan.
It is called the mill road because there is a mill near it which was working some years ago but it is not working now. The bog road is another by road, it joins the Killadubh road which leads to Swanlinbar, and another part to Bawnboy. It goes through a bog and that is why it is called the bog road. The long lane is a by road off the Killadubh road. It goes through the Finaghoe mountain. It is called the Long Lane because it is so long. The centre lane is a by road off the mill road which goes through the townlands of Drumcannon, Drumcar and Drumcullion. It goes through the centre of Drumcullion and that is why it is called the centre lane. The Glan road

There are no old ruins in the townland of Drumcullion, but in the next townland of Drumcar there is an old mill. It was not in use for twenty years past. Even though it is a ruin it is still called the New Mill.
It was a very famous mill, and was the finist in Co. Cavan. There is a river flowing past called the mill river. It divides the parishes of Kinawley and Corlough. Some of the mill has been drawn away but still a good part of it remains. Strange stories are told about this mill. It is said that a man was one night grinding corn in it. He had no light but a candle with him. He had a shovel in his hand. When he reached the top of the stairs he looked and saw a big black cat sitting in the window watching him. He hit the cat wth the shovel and the candle quenched. He got down the stairs and left all there and ran home very frightened. Often when people are coming past late at night the mill would be working and when they would come to the door all would cease.

There was a football match in Farry's Meadow in Gubrawoolly about 60 years ago. Thirty men played on each side. They were picked from the parishes of Kinawley and Corlough. The Corlough men were winning until towards evening Peter Reilly, Drumcullion took the field for Kinawley and their parish won. Peter is about thirty years dead. Pat McGovern Drumbar (still living) also won fame for Kinawley.The match lasted a couple of hours. It is not certain what the score was.The players were dressed in home-made shirts and corduroy trousers with knee garters made of "Scoith", a kind of rope made from rushes which were threshed and crushed and wound into a rope or string. Some of the men wore frieze suits. Many of the foot-

to curse him because he thought it was to vex him he was blowing. The huntsman hit him with his stick and told him not to curse him and in the twinkle of an eye the raskal was up and gone running.
There was a man who wore the breast of his shirt open and on this account he was called Bare breasted Micky, He went to the houses once a month begging for potatoes which he put in a creel that he had strapped on his back.
John the Pack was a poor man who went around the houses in search of food and looking for lodging at night. He carried his bed and all the delph he wanted for cooking on his back and that is the reason he was called John the Pack. When he came to this locality he got lodging in the house of James Mac. Cormack Drumcullion.

everyone of the boys would go a "ceildhe" [?] to him to hear his new rules. One day he thought that he was'nt ruling too well and as he walked to Dublin to see and hear the Dáil and walked back the same day. Patrick Boylan of the same townland a postman of Mountain Lodge was also a famous walker. Bernard Brady of Drumcullion walked from George Mc Cabe's to Clifferna Hall a distance of about three miles and a half in twenty minutes. In my grandfather's in Rakane [?] there worked a poor innocent orphan called Patrick Carolan but from his custom of keeping his head down and bulling every person he disliked with it he was called "Paddy the Ram". However he took a great liking to my grandfather and he stayed with him for long and long. One day he took a notion of going to see my grandfather's nephew in Belfast. He set out in a pair of clogs with all his food and clothes in a bag on his back and after three days he arrived in the great city and inquired of some up - to - date man where Philip Brady lived her and the man told him to go Hong - Cong and Paddy turned on his heel

BreadBoxty-bread, potato-cake or as locally called "flour-bread" and oaten bread were the usual kinds of bread locally used.The corn and wheat was grown locally and was ground into meal at home. Quorns or grind-stones were quite common and are still to be found - there are two at John Mac - Goldrick's, Drumcask and one at Pat Maguire's, Knockraney. There was a corn-mill erected forty or fifty years ago in the townland of Drumcullion. In later years another mill was erected on the other side of the river in the townland of Drumcannon - this is now called the New Mill and is now in ruins. It was supposed to be the best corn-mill for miles around. It was worked by water-power.Boxty-bread is still very common in this district and is regarded

few Creameries in the country and the people churned the milk at home and put butter in firkins and sold it inn the market.
But when Creameries became numerous the people sent the milk to them and gave up churning at home and so there were no firkins needed.
Towards the end of his life Thomas Clarke and his two sons made no firkins.
The two brothers Philip and Patrick Clarke now went to Glasgow and worked there for a number of years.
When their father Thomas Clarke died they came home and Philip is now working at home in Drumcullion and Patrick is working in Guiness's brewery in Dublin

In the town-land of Corduff there is now a field and it is known by the name of Bushe's meadow. At one time it was a meadow and it is still called as if it were one now also. It got its name from a man that used to have it for grazing his cattle while they were resting.This man lived in Co. Roscommon and he was a dealer in cattle. As he was coming to and going from the northern fairs Bushel always took this meadow to rest his cattle.One time there happened to be a goat among the drove of cattle and a man of the name of Scarlett that lived beside Jimmie Mc Govern's thought that he'd keep the goat to colour his tea. The boys around didn't want him to have her and so they killed her one night that she strayed away from Scarlett's.He proferred a reward to anyone that would tell him who killed the goat but they were all loyal to each other and there was no-one to inform on them.When the goat was killed a man named Honeyman made a song about her. He lived in the town-land of Drumcullion which was then called "Drumwhillan" and even now a great number of people call it the latter .His house was about 50 yards from where Mrs McGovern's house is now and he went to America about 50 years ago. His family were gone before him.He compared many pieces of poetry and this is some of the one he made about the goat.The Co. Roscommon Goat.Come all ye Co. Leitrim boys,

that piece and cuts it. He proceeds in this way till the house is thatched.
Long ago the thatch was stitched on
Two people did this one working on the inside of the house and one on the roof outside. A rope was put into a thatching needle and the needle was put through the thatch from the outside first and then back from the inside until the work was finished.
Thatching like this was usually done on houses standing in bleak places as it was able to stand very strong wind.Andre Fee. Cornalon, Swanlinbar Co. Cavan
John Gilbride Drumcullion, Swanlinbar Co. Cavan still carry on the work of thatching in the district.
They are paid at the rate of 4/- per day and are supplied with their mealsCandle-making. Rush candles were used in the district until about 50 years ago. Rushes were cut and left to dry and season. Then they were peeled only a narrow strip of green being left on to hold the rushes together. They were dipped

Mr. Philip Clarke resides on the south west side of Drumcullion hill in the parish of Knockbride.
Although he lives in the parish of Knockbride his dwelling is convenient to Mountain Lodge post office.
This man is a cooper by trade and is commonly known as "Phil the Cooper"
His father Thomas Clarke carried on the same trade before him.
In their father's time both Philip and Patrick Clarke worked with him at the trade.
They were then very busy making Churns, Firkins, Butts and Barrels.
The firkins were made from oak and held about seventy five pounds of butter.
The butts were also made from oak and held half the quantity of a firkin.
In those days there were very