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  1. Legends of St. Patrick

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    St Patrick was another time driving the devil out of Ireland. He happened on him somewhere about the middle of Ireland, and he drove him southwards. When the devil came to the place known as the Devil's Bit, he took a huge bite of the land and ran away in the direction of Wesford. He ran on until he came to the Duncannon and St. Patrick following. He ran from Duncannon to Bannow, from Bannow to Duncormick and from Duncormick to Kilmore. When he got to Kilmore he was cornered, so he had no alternative but take to the water and into the water he went with his big load in his mouth. St. Patrick followed on until he came to the edge of the water and found he could go no further. He took up a
  2. Hurry the Brogue

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    in Bridgetown. They were playing "hurry the brogue" one night at a wake in Bannow and the game went so high that they hit the corpse in the bed with the brogue. It happened that the "corpse" was only in a trance and jumped up and got allright and lived for years afterwards. Another time there was a wake in Bannow, and the corpse was over the kitchen. It was a very old house ready to fall asunder. There was dancing and singing and [?] going on in the kitchen, and others were drinking tea, when down comes the loft and the corpse fell right on the table where they were drinking the tea.
  3. She gees or whirlwinds are very plentiful down in Bannow. They are always called She-gees by the local people.

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    She gees or whirlwinds are very plentiful down in Bannow. They are always called she-gees by the boat people. A big one came one day and took away a pair of socks that was on a hedge and they were seen going away in the air. They firmly believe in Bannow that the fairies have something to do with the whirlwinds and when telling a person of them they speak in a very low tone, as if they were afraid that the good people would hear them. They also say that it isn't lucky at all to be in the way of a whirlwind for it might take you
  4. (gan teideal)

    Some people say that the City of Bannow wasn't buried at all...

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    Some people say that the City of Bannow wasn't buried at all, that it was quicksilver that was laid in the bar and changed the place or an earthquake shook it, or a great snowstorm came and there was a different aspect on the place when the snow melted.
    Lights used be seen at the old church of Bannow some years ago, but they weren't seen of late. There is a strange story told of a raven. This raven sits on the top of the Church walls, and bawls for three or four nights before a funeral. Before every funeral comes to the graveyard the raven is heard, and seen, and what is more wonderful still she is to be heard and seen
  5. Fairies

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    There is a great belief in fairies in the Co Wexford. They are supposed to live in the forts or raths or "raws" as the people say.
    In Bannow the people say that there two different kinds of fairies, fairies and lucharachans. The fairies sit to themselves in the raths and the lucharachans to themselves smoking little pipes. The fairies don't smoke at all.
    A crowd of fairies came to a man's house down in Bannow riding on a bullock. They knocked at the door and asked for a nights lodgings. The man of the house let them in allright. There was a big pot of potatoes and cabbage and meat on the kitchen
  6. (gan teideal)

    Mike Byrne of Bannow was coming home one night and a black dog followed him.

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    Mike Byrne of Bannow was coming home one night and a black dog followed him. The dog was very big and no matter how slow or how fast he went the dog kept the same distance behind him. He got home anyhow and shut the door after him, and then he heard the dog scratching at the door trying to get in. When he heard this he fainted, but when he
  7. Accounts

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    There was a man who kept a shop in Bannow long ago - in Bannowmore - is name was Joe Coady. He used never keep a book. The only way he had for keeping the accounts was to write them on the wall with a bit of chalk.
  8. Dead Coach

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    In years gone by the Dead coach used to pass along this road between Carrig and Bannow. There was a man living here and he swore he'd seen Ould Captain Boyce in it wan night, as plain as I see you now. There used be two horses drawing it with no heads on them.
  9. Pack of Hounds

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    There was a great pack of hounds here in Bannow about seventy years ago. A man by the name of Malone was Whipper-in. They had plenty fancy names on all the dogs:- Dairymaid
  10. (gan teideal)

    Paddy Welman walked wan time from Ballihack...

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    Dún Chormaic, Co. Loch Garman

    to the Cross of Carrick, and there was a Shadow beside him all the time. 'Twas a bright moonlight night. When he came to the Cross the Shadow turned down towards Boyce's of Bannow.
  11. (gan teideal)

    On a tombstone in Bannow Church-Yard...

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    On a tombstone in Bannow Church Yard near doorway leading to the nave an account is given of Mr. Walter French who died at the age of 104 on January 14th in the year of 1701. This man saw the sixteenth seventeenth and eighteenth centuries.
  12. Fairies

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    life. There is a field in Bannow called Chapel field and there is a fairy rath in it and the people say that the fairies live there many years ago. The luaracawns were often seen creeping around it on the grass smoking their little pipes. There is another rath in Ballygar and it was in the middle of a big field. The field used be ploughed all around it but no one would think of ploughing the rath. There was one man however would think of ploughing it. His father told him not to have anything to do with it, but he wouldn't listen to him. He yoked the horses and he drove them into the field and right around the rath. When he went around it once he got an awful pain in his head and he was never the better of it.
  13. Dick Humprey

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    There was a man lived in the parish of Bannow about forty or fifty years ago by the name of Dick Humprey. He was the biggest liar that could be found in the whole of Ireland. He was a man who used always be "blowin' his own trumpet", and always coming out on top himself. He used to tell great tales of his travels and his adventures. When he was an ould man all the young fellas of the locality used to come into his house in the night time for to listen to his wonderful tales. They all used know of course that he was telling nothing only the height of lies but at the same time they would listen to him for he had a way of telling them that kept all the company amused. All they had to do in order to get the stories and the lies out of him was to praise him up and tell him that there wasn't a better man
  14. A Tale from Bannow, Co. Wexford

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    There was a man and his wife lived in the parish of Bannow in this County long ago. They were fairly well off and they had only wan child. This was a girl and there was never a daughter in the whole world got such care and protection as did this young girl. Her name was Mary, and she lived away with her parents and was never allowed out with any girls of her own age or class. The father and mother were always in dread that something was going to happen her and they kept a very strict watch on her. They never allowed her to go to school but gave her whatever teaching they could themselves and they never sent her on a message in the night time. The only place that she ever did go was to Mass, and even then her father would be at wan side of her and her mother at the other. Well, when she came to be eighteen years of age she had as much
  15. An Ancient Pottery

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    Old Wexford's towers and lofty spires that look towards the East
    The sands that hide the buried town of Bannow in the West.
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    The sculptured forms and epitaphs that on the tombs are found
    Of Strongbow's mail-clad followers in Bannow's church yard ground,
    The ancient Culdee temple, the church of old Saint Nogh
    The roaring of the rough seas across the Bar of Lough.
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    These names are rough to polished ears , nor suit the stately line
    But they call up thoughts of happy days within the heart of mine
    Bright visions of the youthful hours which I spent there together
    With one whom as a friend I loved and reverenced as a father.
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    His cheerful talk, his frequent sigh his looks both mild and holy
  16. (gan teideal)

    Some people say that the City of Bannow wasn't buried at all...

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    to the present day. She was heard roaring about a fortnight ago, and people began to wonder who was dead, and a few days afterwards a boy died suddenly and he was buried in the graveyard.
    The buried City can be seen every 25 years out in the water for about 5 minutes. A man named Pat Poor was out fishing one day close to where the City is supposed to be buried and a sort of a drowsiness came over him and when he awoke he found himself in the field beside the sea, and he could see the City plainly for about five minutes.
    There was a ship called the Greek [?] recked near Bannow a good many years ago. There were nine
  17. (gan teideal)

    When people are churning it anyone come into the dairy that they should take a hand at the churn...

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    work." There was one woman down in Bannow that used to travel around and she would go into the dairies and she wouldn't ever take a hand at the churn and when she would go the churn would do no good. She went into a certain house one day and the churning was going on and the woman of the house asked her to take a hand at the churn and she wouldn't. So the woman of the house put the coulter of the plough in the fire and reddened it and gave the old woman a good burning, so she never went into a dairy afterwards.
    There is some harm connected with the coulter of the plough as regards churning. Sometimes when the butter wouldn't be "coming" the burn
  18. (gan teideal)

    There was a wake one night in a certain house.

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    There was a wake one night in a certain house. He man of the house died, and his widow was crying and roaring and says she "why didn't they take me and leave him". Some fellows outside heard her at this and they plucked a turkey bare and let him in around the kitchen and he walked straight over to the widow in the corner. She thought it was her husband come back "oh" says she "take him and leave me, take him and leave me".
    Bridget Francis
    Bannow
    Co Wexford
  19. Fairies

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    child left in it's place. This grew to be an awful looking man. He never grew very big but a person would hate to meet him on the road he was so ugly and wicked looking. He died when he was about forty years of age.
    There was a travelling tailor used to go around from house to house long ago, and one day he was in a certain house in Bannow and there was a child in the cradle, a young child of about three or four months old. Suddenly a whirlwind came and blew around the house and when it was gone the child sat up in the cradle and began to sing and play a fiddle. The tailor was sitting on the table and he go such a fright that he jumped down and ran for his