An Historic Tale: A Faithful Steed and a Devoted Wife.

T.O.W. Special -- Old Newry Series.
A NEWRY RELIC OF '98.
(From a photo by Mr. J. E. Connor).

In the great Volunteer movement of last century Newry played an important part, and to the Society of United Irishmen, founded in Belfast in 1791, Newry also contributed her contingent. In this connection we find it recorded that on the "28th of May, 1797, the following persons from Newry were brought to Belfast in a coach-and-four, escorted by a detachment of the 22nd Light Dragoons, viz.:-- Messrs. John Gordon, David Lawson, Isaac Glenny, Thomas Morris, Luke Babe and John Walker. Mr. Glenny has since, we hear, been admitted to bail, and Mr. Gordon expects also to be liberated upon the same terms." Four days later we are informed by a Belfast correspondent that, "since our last the following prisoners have been brought into the Artillery Guard-room, viz.:-- Peter Leacy, William Reilly, James Jones, Robert Brown, and Robert Maxwell, from Newry; and Hugh M'Evoy, Edward Fagan, Matthew Savage, Laurence M'Evoy, and Stephen Byrne, from Sheepbridge -- all charged with seditious practices." Immediately upon his arrest, the wife of Mr. John Gordon, well knowing the summary manner in which justice was administered in those troublesome times, and being ardently devoted to her husband, at once mounted her horse and started in pursuit of the escort which brought him and his fellow-prisoners to Belfast. There, we are told, she arrived close upon their heels, never having drawn rein, nor partaken of refreshment, from the moment she left her residence at Templegowran till she arrived in Belfast, where she immediately took steps, which proved successful, for the vindication and release of her husband. With the poor steed, however, it fared very differently -- next morning he was found a corpse. The memory of such a faithful servant was not, however, destined to perish. Mrs. Gordon shortly afterwards returned to Templegowran, accompanied by her husband and the tail of her gallant steed. Mr. Gordon remained at Templegowran up to his death, at the age of 84 years, on the 22nd March, 1833. Anne Gordon, his widow, survived him, and died in July, 1840, aged 80. As for the "tail," it has, so far as we can ascertain, been faithfully preserved at Templegowran up to the 14th of December, 1898, when it was presented to me by Mr. R. Cooper, the present occupier of the interesting old spot.

Francis C. Crossle. 

[We present our readers with a photo, of this historic tail. Dr. Crossle has had it placed in a neat frame, and the record of the event printed that it may be read through the glass, and will present it to the Town Commissioners for preservation in the Board-room of the New Town Hall. The tail is in an excellent state of preservation, and bound at the top with a fine leather band. It was a gallant ride. Templegowran lies east of Newry, about two miles, and Mrs. Gordon, who was then about 37 years of age, had to cover 32 Irish miles without halting for a single moment.] 


This article was originally published in "The Open Window Illustrated - Literary Annual and Year Book of Local Annals" in 1900 which was centred on the Newry area. 

Our Silences

What silence we keep year after year
With those who are most near to us and dear;
We live beside each other day by day
And speak of myriad things, but seldom say
The full sweet word that lies within our reach,
Beneath the common ground of common speech;
Then out of sight and out of reach they go,
These dear familiar friends that loved us so,
And, sitting in the shadows they have left,
Alone with lonliness and sore bereft,
We think with vain regret of some kind word
That once we might have said and they have heard.

James Russell Lowell.

Olden-Day Stage Coach Travelling

Facsimile of passenger to Newry ticket in 1828.

IN the Dublin Penny Journal for 1833, a correspondent, under the signature "P," gives some interesting notes relating to the above subject. "If history be an old almanack," says he "then an old almanack is history, and a curious feature in the history of the progress of civilization in Ireland I now offer you, taken from one of these rare annuals, imprinted in Dublin in the year 1742."

"The Belfast Stage Coach sets up with James Smith at the Unicorn in Capel-street. Sets out from Dublin every Monday, and from Belfast every Thursday. In Winter it takes 3 days; and leaves Dublin at 8, and Belfast at 7 in the morning. In Summer it will take only 2 days, and set out from each place about 5 in the morning. This Coach will always run with 6 able horses."

"The Newry Stage Coach, sets up with James Bell, at the Bunch of Grapes, facing the Linen Hall. Sets out in Winter at 8 in the morning on Friday, and returns on Tuesday. Rate to Drogheda, where it stops the first night, 5s. 5d; and to Newry 13s. In the Summer it goes out twice a week, viz., on Tuesday and Saturday, and returns on Monday and Friday."

A Stage Driver in 1788.

DEOS anyone remember Dominick Roche and his Drogheda coach? It would make a capital caricature! It started -- oh! inappropriate word -- at 9, and reached Drogheda at 4. I think I see him as he drove me in 1788: he had a wig, at all variance with a jarvie's true Caxon, -- and yet it was not a lawyer's nor a bishop's, -- it was a sui-generis concern. He had a blue coat, a red waistcoat over a pot-belly, leather breeches, blue stockings, and buckles in his shoes. Dominick was the proprietor as well as the driver of the above coach, which was thickly studded with brass nails, like a hair-bottom chair. The machine had two iron affairs called springs, but nearly perpendicular, and scarcely flexible. These were in front, but behind there were two stout posts and chains, and woe be to the person whose teeth were loose! He stopped at the Black Bull -- (where is that now?) -- within five miles, I think, of Dublin -- for nearly an hour; then at Swords, and at the Man of War for about one hour and a-half. He had the same horses to the latter place, and but a pair. Everyone knew him, and he had a word for all. He was about 70 the last time I saw him; and you might as well bend one of his springs or posts as to put him out of his way.

Newry Stage Coaches in 1819.¹

The Belfast and Dublin Royal Bay Mail starts from the office, No. 10 Castle-street, Belfast, every morning at 5 o'clock; breakfasts at Newry, and arrives at the Waterford Hotel, Sackville-street, at 7 o'clock in the evening; from whence it starts for Belfast at 7 every morning dines at Newry, and arrives in Belfast at half-past 9 in the evening.

The Belfast and Dublin Royal Night Mail starts from the above office at Belfast, every day at 4 in the afternoon; arrives in Newry at half-past 9, and in Dublin, at the same office as the above coach, at 7 o'clock next morning; from whence it starts for Belfast at 8 o'clock in the evening, breakfasts next morning in Newry, and arrives in Belfast at 11.

The Lark Day Coach starts from Williams's Hotel, Newry, precisely at 7 o'clock every morning, breakfasts at Dundalk, and arrives in Dublin at 5 in the evening, at No. 6 Bolton Street; starts every morning at 7 o'clock for Newry.

The Armagh Coach starts from Mrs. Hillan's Hotel, Water Street, Newry, every evening, and leaves McKean's Inn, Armagh, for Newry, at 6 o'clock in the morning.

The Downpatrick Coach starts from Mrs. Hillan's on the mornings of Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays; returns every Tuesday, Thursday and Sunday, from Mr. Ward's, Downpatrick.

Belfast to Dublin in 1819.²

ONE of the chief scenes of organized highway robbery in the North of Ireland was the mountain road between NEWRY and DUNDALK, and a district called LURGAN GREEN, between DUNDALK and DROHEDA. I remember the first occasion of my visiting Dublin was some time before 1820. I took my seat outside the Day Mail Coach, starting from Belfast at 6 o'clock on a fine summer morning. The coach was only allowed to carry eight in all -- four inside and four outside. None of the latter allowed to sit behind with the mails and guards. The two guards occupied the seat at the back of the coach, each armed with a polished brass blunderbuss of formidable dimensions, and loaded pistols in belt. At Newry the coach was joined by a number of armed dragoons (I think six), who accompanied us to Dundalk, where they exchanged for another party of dragoons, who conveyed us to Drogheda. It was a grand turn-out. I had not the luck to witness a fight; but I have some recollection of the feeling while going through Lurgan Green. The authorities, some time after, succeeded in capturing this gang of bandits, many of whom were hanged.

1. From an old Directory of Newry, published in 1819, by Alexander Wilkinson, at the Telegraph Office. This old volume bears the imprint, "James Spence, Newry."

2. From "Personal Recollections of the beginning of the Century," by Thomas McTear, in the Ulster Journal of Archaeology, 1899.

This article was originally published in "The Open Window Illustrated - Literary Annual and Year Book of Local Annals" in 1900 which was centred on the Newry area.
 

Bits of Old Newry

THIS ancient sundial is to be seen in the "Old Meeting-house Green," High Street, formerly the site of the First Presbyterian Church, Newry, and now the Unitarian Cemetery. The inscription on it reads thus:-- "The gift of ROBERT WALLACE of Newry, to the Protestant Dissenting Congregation (Rev. James Moody), 1757. Sundial by GEORGE ADAMS, Fleet Street, London, Mathematical Instrument Maker to His Royal Highness GEORGE OF WALES."

The next view is from a photo, taken in the same interesting old place, and shows the tomb of the late Rev. Dr. MALCOLM, whose portrait is given on page 81.

The dedication upon the marble of the Monument, which is a handsome structure, is as follows:-- "Sacred to the Memory of the Rev. ANDREW GEORGE MALCOLM, D.D. He devoted the powers of a cultivated mind to the Services of Religion, blending precept with example, faith with good works, knowledge with zeal, and eloquence with truth. He was an able and fearless advocate of the right of private judgment. Candid, firm, and persevering. In every public and private duty, assiduous. In every social relation kind. His Charity embraced all denominations, and of all he enjoyed the esteem and love." (It is a matter for regret that the inscriptions on this tomb are being allowed to wear away. The wording is almost undecipherable, and unless recut will in a few years entirely disappear.) There is also an inscription on the other side of the tomb, "This Monument is erected by the Presbyterian Congregation of Newry, who, while they bow to the will of the Most High, deplore the loss of him who was during 14 years their beloved Pastor. Called to an early tomb -- in the maturity of his powers: in the height of his usefulness -- may this marble speak to future time, and stimulate the successive ministers and members of this congregation to follow his example and emulate his virtues. Born, 15th September, 1782. Died, 12th January, 1823."

The Monumental Obelisk which appears in the same view is erected by the same congregation to the memory of another (and more recent) minister of the same Church, the Rev. HENRY ALEXANDER, whose photo is also included in our series of "Past Day Familiar Faces." (see page 76). The following is the inscription:-- "Sacred to the memory of the Rev. HENRY ALEXANDER, for 27 years the earnest and faithful pastor of the First Presbyterian congregation -- Unitarian -- of Newry. Erected by the members of a loving and grateful congregation, this Monument is a simple but sincere tribute to a life ennobled by unwavering devotion to the Truth as it is in Jesus, by the practical and spiritual teaching of the doctrines of a blessed Christian faith, and by having done justly, loved mercy, and walked humbly with God. Beneath this Monument are interred the mortal remains of the Rev. HENRY ALEXANDER, who was ordained to the charge of the Unitarian Congregation of Newry, 29th September, 1840, and died in April, 1868. Also of his wife, CATHERINE ALEXANDER, who died 9th July, 1883, aged 74 years."

The two next views require no explanatory notes; and the neat row of small houses in Monaghan St. have their antiquity proclaimed by their diamond-paned windows.

This article was originally published in "The Open Window Illustrated - Literary Annual and Year Book of Local Annals" in 1900 which was centred on the Newry area. 

An Englishman's View of Newry 1788.

From The Complete Irish Traveller, published in London in 1788.*

NEWRY, though not the shire town of the county, is the most considerable for trade and compass in it. It stands 47 miles distant from Dublin, seated on a river, called after its name, the Newry Water. The situation of this town is but indifferent, though healthy, having been spread along the side of a steep hill, occasioned by the following causes:-- As it was a considerable pass leading through the bogs and mountains between Dundalk and these eastern parts of Ulster, with which at that time there was no other communication by land, the English erected some castles here as a necessary security to command the head of the bridge, under the protection of which the town took its rise. Add to this, the resort to its harbour, in order to secure the infant settlements of the English early planted in this country; and the advantage of a sumptuous abbey founded here not many years before their arrival. The town is almost surrounded by mountains and rocky hills, except to the north and north-west, where a prospect opens into a good country, through which the canal is carried. At the bottom of it runs the Newry Water, over which are two handsome stone bridges -- one on the Dublin road, of six arches, and the other, in the way to Armagh, of ten. It has a good markethouse, and the turnpike road leading from Dublin to Belfast, Antrim and Armagh, pass through it, where is also the lowest lock of the canal.

As a town of any consequence, it owes its rise to Sir Nicholas Bagnal, Knight Marshal of Ireland, who, with excellent conduct, did many memorable exploits here. He re-edified the town, and erected the church, on the outside of whose steeple is 1578, cut in stone, with the Bagnals' arms; about which time he built a strong castle for the defence of the town. The Abbey was founded in 1157, for Cistercian Monks. Some fragments of the Chapel of the Abbey were very lately standing. The abbot's house yet remains, and is converted into a common dwelling-house.

At one end of the town seated on an eminence, stands the church -- 90 feet by 28 in the clear, exclusive of a vestry room 20 feet square, which was the first place of sepulchre for the Bagnal family, all which, as above, with steeple, were erected by the said Sir Nicholas. It was ruined in the rebellion of 1641, yet not so but that the steeple and walls remained entire. After the restoration, one half of the church only was covered, together with the vestry or court-room. About the year 1720 the other half of it was repaired, and in the year 1729 it was raised 6 feet higher, to make room for a gallery for the reception of a large congregation, which the former height of the walls would not admit. These several alterations shew the increase of this town from time to time, especially in protestant inhabitants of the church of Ireland. Not far from the church is a presbyterian meeting-house. It suffered a new calamity, being burned down by the Duke of Berwick anno 1689, on his retreat to Dundalk, from Duke Schomberg and the English army, who on their approach found it in flames, a square castle or two, and five or six houses only escaping, which the Irish had not time to destroy. Since the settlement of the kingdom in 1691, it is greatly improved in trade, inhabitants, and buildings, and is now in a thriving condition and is still likely to improve further, by the conveniences of the canal.

*The Committee of the Newry Free Library granted special permission to have this volume "out," in order to give opportunity for copying selections. It maybe interesting to add that the book bears the name of "James Halyday, Newry," and later of "J. Glenny." The spelling and type is old style ; we modernise the latter, but give the former just as it appears.

This article was originally published in "The Open Window Illustrated - Literary Annual and Year Book of Local Annals" in 1900 which was centred on the Newry area. 

Rathfriland in 1788

From The Complete Irish Traveller, published in London in 1788.

RATHFRYLAND is four miles south-east of Donaghmore, and nearly seven east of Newry, on an eminence, having four great strait roads leading up to it, and centering in the town. It is built of freestone rock, of a firm close grit, fit for building, with which the adjacent lands abound, and is easily cut into squares, pillars, urns and vases. At one end of the street is a small decent church. Here the dissenters have a meeting-house, and a little south of the town is a horse-course. On the summit of the hill are the ruins of an old Castle, which has been much larger than at present. Near this place is a seat called Lisize, at the foot of a hill; and about a mile northeast is Ballyroney, another seat, near the verge of a pleasant lake of the same name. South of Rathfryland the mountains of Iveach begin to rear their lofty heads, and, except a few, cottages, little else occur to view. We returned therefore towards Newry, half a mile east of which are the rocks of Creeve, where we saw the remains of an old chapel, whose name is lost. A little farther, and more than a mile east of Newry, is Crown-bridge, so called from a Danish rath, seated in the neighbourhood, which bears some resemblance to a crown. It is erected on the top of an hill of easy ascent, and surrounded by meadows, through which a river gently glides in two channels, forming an island, in which the rath or hill is situated. It is of a flat unequal form at top, being 63 feet one way, and only 27 another, surrounded by a deep fosse, 21 feet broad, out of which the rath hath been thrown up; the compass of it taken at the bottom of the fosse is about 579 feet, and the conical height near 110 feet. On the west side of the rath and separated from it only by the surrounding fosse, is a square artificial platform, taking up about 130 feet on each side and hollowed in the middle, being of near 30 feet conical height at a medium, so that the rath overlooks it, and has a fosse encompassing it about 15 feet broad. This platform, if we may credit tradition, was erected as an area where two royal competitors in single combat decided the possession of a crown, and the rath was raised to perpetuate the memory of this action. Southward of the mount, on a little hill, at the north end of a small lake, called Derrickelagh, are the ruins of the chapel of Temple-Gaurin, which in the Irish dialect signifies goats' church. We now hastened to Newry, from whence the canal passes northward about 14 miles, when it joins the river Bann, not far from Lurgan, in the county of Armagh. It was began in 1730, and finished in 1741.

This article was originally published in "The Open Window Illustrated - Literary Annual and Year Book of Local Annals" in 1900 which was centred on the Newry area. 

Rustic Proverbs Current in Ulster (1854)

The Philosophy of Proverbs is a wide and interesting subject, but it is one with which I do not intend to trouble you at present. My object is to illustrate three curious points in a single Essay, though there are many others collateral which are also of great interest.

1. A proverb or proverbial phrase shows a certain poverty of language in the individual; he accordingly uses a particular expression with a general application which his hearers perfectly understand. He cannot tell you that "perseverance overcomes the most formidable obstacles," but he says "a constant dthrap wares a hole in a stone." His vocabulary hardly furnishes him with terms to say "attach the blame to the culpable individual," he therefore says "put the saddle on the right horse." When desirous to express -- "the circumstance does not affect your interests," -- he says -- "it takes no butther aff your bread."

2. While each expression is thus a condensation of philosophy, or epitome of experience, the mode of expression seems to show the birth-place of the speaker. Few forms of expression show the peculiarities of dialect in bolder relief than those which are so currently used; and your readers will easily verify, from their recollection or daily intercourse, every expression used here. The Ulsterman is an Irishman, of course; but the dialect of Ulster is not that of Ireland. The latter is more limited in its characteristics, and a little varied; the former has a large amount of specific difference.

3. Side by side with these, I place the same proverbial expressions as used in England or Scotland, or occasionally in both; so as to exhibit a sort of 'comparative anatomy' of the subject. One occasionally sees a Latin, an Italian, or a Spanish proverb, quoted in illustration of an English one; and the accurate observer must admit that neither dress nor manner affords a more interesting or curious illustration of the peculiarities of any people.

It would be easy to classify proverbs, and to show those, for instance, that are of Hibernic, or even of Ulster, origin; at present the selection is made mainly with reference to such as exist on the other side of the channel. Even of these, but a few are taken by way of specimen; it is, as an eminent geologist would say, "a new walk in an old field."

1. "Purty people an' ragget people's often gettin plucks." -- Ulster. "A fair woman and a slash'd gown find always some nail in the way." -- Eng.

2. "A soople mother makes a lazy chile." -- Ulster. "An olcit [nimble] mother maks a sweir [reluctant] dochter." -- Old Scotch. "A licht heeled mither maks a leaden heel'd dochter." -- Mod. Scotch. "a heavy heel'd daughter." -- Eng.

3. "Hunger begins at the cows' stakes." -- Ulster. "A famine begins at the horse's manger." -- Eng. "After a famine in the stall, comes a famine in the hall." -- Somerset version.

4. "Them 'at hides can fine." -- Ulster. "They that feal [hide] can find." -- Eng.

5. "Ye sit yer time like many a good goose." -- Ulster. (This is spoken in derision of a person who sits long in a house which he visits.) "Ye hae sitten yer time, as mony gude hen's done." -- Scot.

5. "Inches disn't break squares in a load o' whins." -- Ulster. (In matters of a trifling character, minute discrepancies are of no consequence whatever.) "An inch breaks no squares in a burn [burden] of thorns." -- Eng.

6. "Niver put out yer han' fardther nor ye can draw it back again." -- Ulster. (Never make an an attempt from which you may not retreat creditably.) "Ne'er put your han' far'er out than your sleeve will reach." -- Scot.

7. "Butther to butther's no kitchen." -- Ulster. ("Kitchen" is condiment, or that which is used to modify and season the more substantial articles of food. The proverb is applied when two men dance together, when two women kiss, &c.)

8. "Nivver powr watther on a drownded mouse." -- Ulster. (Do not injure those who are already oppressed.) "Pour not water on a drowned mouse." -- Eng.

9. "Them 'at gets the name o' risin' early may lie all day." -- Ulster. (In any quality for which a man is celebrated an occasional deficiency will not affect his reputation.) "If one's name be up he may lie in bed." -- Eng.

10 "Let ivvery her'n' hing by its own tail." -- Ulster. (Let every man depend upon himself. In the cottages, dried herrings are suspended by a rod passed through their tails.) "Every herring must hang by its own gill." -- Eng. "Let ilka herrin hing by its ain head." -- Scot.

11. "Jist as day broke butther broke." -- Ulster. (This is applied when events coincide in time. Butter is said to "break" when it first shows itself in the process of churning.) "As day brake bitter brake." -- Scot.

12. "A slice aff a cut loaf's niwer miss'd." -- Ulster. "A whang aff a new cut kebbuck [cheese] is ne'er miss'd." -- Scot. "'Tis safe taking a shive of a cut loaf." -- Eng.

Demetrius. --What man! more water glideth by the mill
Than wots the miller of; and easy it is
Of a cut loaf to steal a shive we know.
                            SHAKSP. -- Tit. Andron.

13. "We have dogs' days, hunger an' aise, through the whole of the blue month." -- Ulster. (The "blue month" is the period which elapses between the scarcity of the old potatoes and the ripeness of the new; usually the month of July.) "A dog's life, hunger and ease." -- Scot.

14. "I may as well be hang'd for an oul' sheep as a young lamb." -- Ulster. (Since I am to be punish'd, the fault may as well be a great as a small one.) "As weel be hang'd for a wether as a lamb." -- Scot. In the south of England it is quoted as in Ulster.

15. "The shoemaker's wife an' the smith's mare af'en goes barefooted." -- Ulster. "The souter's wife is warst shod." -- Scot. "Who goes worse shod than the shoemaker's wife and the smith's mare?" -- Eng.

16. "It's a long loanin' [field lane or "boreen"] that has no turn." -- Ulster. "Its a long run that never turns." -- Eng.

17. "Han'some is that han'some dis." -- Ulster. "He is handsome that handsome doth." -- Eng.

18. "Betther is the end of a faste nor the beginnin' of a quarle." -- Ulster. "Better come at the latter end of a feast than the beginning of a fray." -- Eng. -- Scot.

19. "Whin rogues disagrees, honest men gits their own." -- Ulster. "When thieves cast out, honest folk come to their ain." -- Scot. "When thieves reckons, leall men comes to their geir." -- Old Scotch. "When thieves fall out, true men come by their goods." -- Eng.

20. "Ye look for the ladle when the pot's in the fire." -- Ulster. (You take precautions when the catastrophe has occurred.) "Ye rin for the spurtle [potstick] when the pat's rinnin' ower." -- Scot.

21. "Kissin' goes by favour." -- Ulster. (The modern meaning is, influence is more availing than merit. There is, however, a pun in the proverb; "favour" meaning the countenance or features. Thus, "ill-favoured" means ill-looking, to "favour" one's uncle is to resemble him, and several examples of this use of the term occur in Shakspeare. -- Prov. xxxi. 30, "Favour is deceitful and beauty is vain.")

22. "Don't kick till ye'r spurr'd." -- Ulster. "If you be not ga'd (gall'd) ye need na fling." -- Scot.

Let the gall'd jade wince, our withers are unwrung.
                                               SHAKSP. -- Hamlet.

23. "You have a good many nicks in your horn." -- Ulster. (The age of an ox is shown by the rings at the base of the horn; and the expression is jocularly applied to persons.) "We ken your eild by the runkles o' your horn." -- Scot.

24. "There' never a gant [yawn] but there's a want, of mate, money, or sleep." -- Ulster. "Ganting bodes wanting ane o' things three, sleep, meat, or gude companie." -- Scot.

25. "Hit a dog with a bone, an' he'll not gowl." -- Ulster. (In doing an unkindness, confer some benefit, and you prevent growling.) "Fell a dog wi' a bane, an' he'll no yowl." -- Scot.

26. "Look a thing till ye fine it, an' then ye'll not loss yer labour." -- Ulster. "Seek till you find, and you'll not lose your labour." -- Eng.

27. "You can kill the two birds with one stone." -- Ulster. "Kill two birds with one shaft." -- Eng. "Kill twa flies wi' ain flap." -- Scot.

28. "Them 'at likes the dunghill sees no motes in it." -- Ulster. "They who lo'e the midden see nae mots in't." -- Scot.

29. "Every day braw makes Sunday a daw." (If the best clothes be worn during the week, a less respectable appearance is made on Sunday.) "Alike ilka day makes a clout on Sunday." -- Scot.

30. "Let the tail go with the hide." -- Ulster. "Let the horns gang wi the hide." -- Scot.

31. "Great cry an' little wul, as the Deil said when he pluckt the pig." -- Ulster. "Muckle din and little woo,' quo the Deil when he clippit the sow." -- Scot.

H.

The above article is reproduced from the Ulster Journal of Archaeology, vol. 2, 1854.