The following story was told to me by my mother who was born in the village of Bally-Ruane in the parish of Newcastle. Her maiden name was Margaret Ruane and she is now known as Mrs. Melody. In the district of Tample-Mile in the parish Newcastle there are two wells. These wells are situated side by side and over one of them there is a broad flag which covers the source of water. It is about this well that the following story is related while the other one is just like any other well. The people of the village never use the water of water of the second well because never boils no matter how long it is on the fire. On one occasion only has it been known to boil. One day the parish priest of Athenry came to visit the church in Newcastle. On his way to the church he went into the sextons house to get the key. When he went in, the people of the house were talking about the well and they told him about it. The priest asked them to bring in some of the water and they did so. He then blessed it and put it in the kettle. In a very short time the water boiled and from that day to this it has never boiled since. The people of the neighbourhood can give the reason why the water will not boil. They say

Caisleán Nua is ainm dom áit chómhnuidhthe. Cúig tighthe deug atá ann acht ní raibh an iomad sin ann fadó. Slinne 'seadh iad go léir. Do baisteadh an ainm sin air mar do tógadh caisleán ann uair. Tá fothrach an tsean-caisleán sin le feiscint fós. Tá cúigear ann ós cionn seactmhadh bhliain. Pearse Mulcahy, Newcastle, Clonmel. Bríd Ní Maolchathaigh, Caisleán Nua. Bean Úi Shortiss, Caisleán Nua, Cluain Meala. James Greeney, Newcastle, Clonmel. Lar Hogan, Newcastle, Clonmel.
Tá Gaedhilg ag an gcuid is mó aca acht níl siad go ró mhaith chun scealta d'innsint. Do théigheadh mórán daoine go America ó Caisleán Nua timcheall trí bhliana ó shoin.

The Local Roads
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The four local roads in my district are the Newcastle Road the Knockaderry Road and the Shanballymore Road. The Newcastle Road which is still used was the main road from Waterford to Dungarvan but it is not really known whether the other part of it ends at Kilmeaden Creamery or not. The old wild boorheen part of it on which I come to school is still to be seen. Knockaderry Road starts at the Church in Ballyduff and ends at the shop in Knockaderry. The Newcastle Road starts at the Knockaderry cross and stops at Haughtons cross. The Shanbally-more road starts at Haughtons cross and finishes at Kirwans cross. It is still used. There is an old road running through Mr Cheasty's farm. It was used before the Carrigphilip road was made. It starts

foundy in Navan. The blacksmiths in Kell who made the gates and plough coulters are P. Gibney and Christopher Mc Cabe. Fire cranes are made in the forge of Charles Mc Guinness, Newcastle, Mullagh, Kells.
Spinning and weaving were carried on by Mrs. Gargan, Carriga, Bessie Briens, Newcastle, and Kitty Mulvany, Newcastle. They are now discontinued The first named spun and wove in both flax and wool. The other two spun and wove in wool only. Mickle Finnegan of Leitrim Hill wove flax. Linen damask table clothes, towels, frieze, and drogget were made by him. Even though this man has been dead for thrity years some of his work is still to be had in Cook's, of Cooks Cross, Dirallagh, Mullagh, Kells. His work has been described as "beautiful" and my informant wished she had some of it now.

The Local Roads.There are many old roads around the village of Celbridge. They are as follows: The Dublin Road, The Abbey Road, The Newcastle Road, The Hazlehatch Road, Templemills Road, The Maynooth Road and The Lord's Road.The Dublin Road leads from Celbridge to the City of Dublin. The Abbey Road runs from Celbridge to Clane. The Newcastle Road leads from Newcastle to Celbridge. The Hazlehatch Road leads from hazlehatch to Celbridge. The Temple Mills Road runs from Celbridge through Temple Mills to Ardclough. The Maynooth Road runs from Celbridge to Maynooth. The Lord's Road leads from Hazlehatch to Daingean. Some of these Roads were constructed in the Eighteenth Century, and the rest were made

This story was told to BRENDAN CASEY of BLACKCHURCH INN CO DUBLIN 29TH October 1937There is an old legend told by the people of the localities of Rathcoole and Newcastle that during the rebellion of 1641, Maguire the leader of the Co Dublin rebels hearing of the approach of the English troops, buried all the treasure which he and his army possessed. The treasure is believed to be buried half-way between Rathcoole and Newcastle. It is also rumoured that on the night of October 23rd a body of ghosts came from the direction of Newcastle and start digging for the treasure. One night they were seen by a man who shouted loudly whereupon they all disappeared under the ground.

There was a man named James Monaghan living near Newcastle about sixty years ago. He wrote many poems. One of them was "The Beauty of Newcastle TownThe Beauty of Newcastle Town.This morning comet wears neither hat nor bonnet.
All nature clad her in a silver crown.

Fighiochtar Newcastle Co Meath
Garmanlocha Munter Connaght Co. Cavan
Gleannán Newcastle Co. Meath
Grusga Newcastle Co. Meath
Sliabh na gCailige Newcastle Co. Meath
Crucán Halfcarton Co. Meath
Cnoc Buachall Loughcrew Co. Meath
Sleagh Urcar Knocklough Co. Meath
Loch an Ronnae Galestown Co. Meath
Slé Barra Knocklough Co. Meath
Cnoc Cinne Kilskyre Co Meath
Sliabh na Cailín Patrickstown Co Meath
Stoca Newcastle Co. Meath

ever since been called Newcastle.(Martin Crehan, Newcastle)

just got fifteen shillings for one of his songs, that he sent on to Ireland's Own. His name is John Mannion.In olden times there were a great many houses in the townland of Newcastle. In my father's farm there are the tracks of five houses. In the ruins of one of them, my father found a rush candle stick and an iron Crucifix. They were fairly good ones. He also found a flag that was for a door stop in one of those old ruins.All the houses in the townland of Newcastle are slated. It was repeopled about twenty six years ago, by a race of people who came from Newbridge near Ballygar. My father is one of the migrants.(Maureen Mullen, Newcastle)

Newcastle is the name of my village it is in the Parish of Athenry and the townland of Graig Abbey. There were nineteen houses long ago in the village but now there are only sixteen. There are only four slated houses and twelve thatched houses. Newcastle got its name from the present Monivea Castle. There are about five old people over seventy years and about three of them know Irish. It was customary for boys and girls to go to America long ago but not now. All the land is arable land and very little wood,

There was an old hedge-school master who was teaching in Newcastle chapel lodging at the house of Myles Jordans of Shudane. One night

Newcastle was taken from the Clan Cuin, about the twelfth or thirteenth century, by a Norman family called Day Duxeter Jordan, who owned twelve castles on Mayo; and whose chief residence were the fronters of Bally-Laghan.
The man who built Newcastle was called Coga dubh Ó Shiuirthán.
The man who lived in Newcastle had a dispute with his brother and led a regiment of soldiers, to Newcastle.
When "Coga" saw them coming he made an escape along the river towards Ballymiles;
The brother and his men pursued him with the aid of blood hound.
The blood hound found him hiding in the ford, between Ballymiles and Lismarrane, and a Ballina man shot him.
When his wife heard that he was murdered she and her child fled to Athenry.
She reared the child in ignorance of the fate of his father.
When he was twenty years old he accidentally found out about the murder of his father

The time of the Land Agitation, the farmers refused to pay any rent to the Landlords, but there were a few farmers who paid the rent. The Moonlighters wanted them not to pay the rent. The leader of the Moonlighters in this district was Daniel Broderick he was a noble, brave man and lived in Glencarney.
He was known all over the County Cork and part of Limerick.
There was a great number of Landlords supporters at a meeting in Newcastle and about forty policemen. Daniel Broderick heard this, and decided to break up the meeting. He gathered his men, about fifty-eight.
They went to Newcastle on horse back. They were armed with pikes and spears. When they reached Newcastle-West, the meeting was well on. Daniel Broderick and his men rushed into the town, drove the horses in amongst the people, beat the police and broke up the meeting.

The following are the roads around the school district. The Clash road which leads from Athea to Newcastle West. The Knocknaire road also leads from Athea to Newcastle West. The Knocknaboul road leads from Athea to Abbeyfeale. And the Glin road leads from Athea to Glin. The Clash road was made during the famine years. The Knocknaire road is the oldest road in the district. They are all still used for traffic. There is a bye path going up to Coole, another down to McCoy's and another down to Paddy Sheehan's. Athea means the ford of the Mountains. There used to be stepping stones across the river before the bridge was

The Fair.Long years ago the fairs of this district were held at a place known as Ballymena. The right old name was "Baile An Aonaig" or the town of the fair. Ballymena is situated about 2 1/2 miles outside the town of Newcastle West.The people came from all parts of Munster to see those old fairs. All sorts of sports and merry-making were carried on there. All the chiefs of Munster were there.The fair at Ballymena is never held now. Since the towns of Newcastle West, Rathkeale and Abbeyfeale sprung up - the fairs at Ballymena died down. There is not a field in Newcastle West to hold fairs in. They are always held in the middle of the town.The sellers pay "tolls" to certain

Behind the workhouse of Newcastle West they say that it is an airy place. There used be men and women seen there.

I live in the townland of Ballykenny in the Parish of Raheenagh in the barony of Glenquin and in the County of Limerick. The local fairs are held in the town of Newcastle West which is situated about two miles from Monagea national school. Fairs long ago were held at cross roads. The fairs are held on the streets. The farmers that sell cattle and when they are taking them to the railway. They pay toll to the town commissioners. The town commissioners give so much money to men for the fair day to collect the toll for the up keep of the town. After a fair the streets are very dirty and they must be cleaned and also a lot of a expense follows the fair. When an animal is sold luck is given to buyer. It is calculated according to the price the farmer would get for the animal that he would sell. When a bargain is made the parties spit on their hands and strike them against each other. When an animal is sold the buyer would draw his stick along the ground and mark the animal in the flank with the mud. When sheep are sold they are marked with red chalk. When a bull is sold the halter is given to the buyer to lead him. The principal fairs held in Newcastle West are 4th March, 3rd May, 20th August, and the 10th September. Sheep and cattle are sold at the same fair. Bonhams are both sold in the cattle fairs and pig markets.
There is a special fair held for horses.
Horse fairs are not held in Newcastle West as

Ah, dear old friends of long ago - God bless your hearts tonight,
How 'oft I feast my weary eyes, in fancy's magic flight.
Upon the green fields where we strayed, the rugged mountains brown,
And ivied walls round Desmond Halls by sweet Newcastle Town.
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And how I'd love to tread the slopes I 'oftimes trod before,
Or meet those kindly friends of old I never shall see more;
But perhaps I'm now forgotten there, as weary years years have flown,
Since last I gazed with tearful glance on you Newcastle Town.
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This land I roam, o'er ocean's foam, is beautiful to view,
With rolling plains of golden grain, bright flowers and sunshine too;
And yet, from all those wondrous sights thro' fortunes smile or frown,
My longing heart doth still fly back to you - Newcastle Town.
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Ah yes this is a lovely place - a heaven favoured clime,
Here nature smiles the whole year long - 'tis summer all the time,
With orange groves and spreading palms - the vines a drooping down;
But gladly would I give them all for you - Newcastle Town.
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Farewell to thee Newcastle West - one lingering last adieu;
Where friends were ever plentiful, yes, loving, kind and true;

who was noted for his great runnings. One day there was a fair in "Puck" and he wanted to go for a horse but he should go to Newcastle-West first with a firkin of butter on his shoulder. So he started of after coming from Newcastle, and when he was behind Abbeyfeal he met a man with a horse and car and he asked him for a lift, but the man refused, so he ran off and he was not gone far when the man crossed him out again. He held on that until he reached "Puck" and the man told "Paib" that no other one could do it except on drinking beef broth, and it is said that "Paib" used to be stealing sheep and cattle by night and killing them a keep the broth and used to throw