Hi, Im looking for anyone researching Coghlan or Casey lines from Ennis Co. Clare. Please email me if your researching these lines thanks Gina

Hi, Im new here, from New Zealand. I am currently researching family history and have a Patrick SALTS born abt 1837 in Ireland. His father was also a Patrick Salts. I dont know where in Ireland they were from. Patrick joined the military and married Mary Hill in Kent, London and he served in India. I have the family history from that poin to now but I am trying to find Patricks "roots". If you know of any Salts in Ireland I would love to hear from you. thanks Gina

I have tried to locate any information on this family while living in Ireland. I know that Peter and Bridget were born in Ireland. The children of this marriage are John, Peter, Patrick, Helen and Tom. All children were born in Ballycolgan, Headford, Galway, Ireland. This information was given to me by a family member who is no deceased. I have no living relatives that can help me with this. I do not have very much information. What I do have I would furnish to anyone that can help. I know that some of the family can to the United States. I can find some information in the states but nothing in Ireland. Researching: Curran, Tannian, Dooley, Mc Enroe, Hughes, Quigley and many more Julia

THE REBEL I come of the seed of the people, the people that sorrow, That have no treasure but hope, No riches laid up but a memory Of an ancient glory. My mother bore me in bondage, in bondage my mother was born, I am the blood of serfs; The children with whom I have played, the men and women with whom I have eaten, Have had masters over them, they have been under the lash of masters. And, though gentle, have served churls; The hands that have touched mine, the dear hands whose touch is familiar to me, Have worn shameful manacles, have been bitten at the wrist by manacles. Have grown hard with the manacles and the task-work of strangers, I am flesh of the flesh of these lowly, I am bone of their bone, I have never submitted; I that have a soul greater than the souls of my people's masters, I have vision and prophecy and the gift of fiery speech, I that have spoken with God on the top of His holy hill. And because I am of the people, I understand the people, I am sorrowful with their sorrow, I am hungry with their desire: My heart has been heavy with the grief of mothers, My eyes have been wet with the tears of children, I have yearned with old wistful men, And laughed or cursed with young men; Their shame is my shame, and I have reddened for it, Reddened for that they have gone in want, while others have been full, Reddened for that they have walked in fear of lawyers and of their jailors With their writs of summons and their handcuffs, Men mean and cruel! I could have borne stripes on my body rather than this shame of my people. I say to my people that they are holy, that they are august, despite their chains, That they are greater than those that hold them, and stronger and purer, That they have put need of courage, and to call on the name of their God, God the unforgetting, the dear God that loves the peoples For whom He died naked, suffering shame. And I say to my people's masters: Beware, Beware of the thing that is coming, beware of the risen people, Who shall take what ye would not give. Did ye think to conquer the people, Or that Law is stronger than life and than men's desire to be free? We will try it out with you, ye that have harried and held, Ye that have bullied and bribed, tyrants, hypocrites, liars! -- Patrick Pearse (1879-1916), the charismatic leader of the April 1916 rebellion, was executed on 3 May 1916 in Kilmainham Prison. He was born in Dublin 10 November 1879, wrote much of his poetry in his cottage in Connemara, Co. Galway.

Commonwealth War Graves Commission: WWI and WWII UK-connected deaths of soldiers and civilians, often with next-of-kin names and addresses - at least for WWI. http://www.cwgc.org.uk/ Note -- The URL I sent to the list a few days ago (which I have successfully used in the past many times) either does not work or is extremely busy. Try this one. You can also find this and related sites via a search engine by entering the words Commonwealth War Graves Commission in your browser field where you would normally enter a URL. Jean

I am looking for anyone researching the Buchanan Line. Any information would be greatly appreciated. Best Regards

Looking for information/connections John O'CONNOR b c 1827 Co Armagh, Ireland married Margaret DONEGAN b 1833 Co Sligo, Ireland. Margaret's parents Edward DONEGAN and Catherine COUGHLIN. Margaret DONEGAN came to US in 1851 to meet her father who had established the family home in Hawley, Wayne Co., PA. She married John O'CONNOR 1856 in St. Philomenia RC Church Hawley. John owned a farm in Salem (now Lake) Township in Wayne Co. He died in 1863 and is buried in St. Philomenia (now Queen of Peace) Catholic cemetery in Hawley. Margaret DONEGAN O'CONNOR and her 3 children Sarah, James and Edward moved to Scranton, PA in 1868. She resided in Scranton until her death in 1915. She is buried with her husband in Hawley, PA.. Margaret had a brother James DONEGAN. At his point I do not have any information regarding Sarah, James and Edward O'CONNOR or James DONEGAN. Please contact Walton J. Sullivan at wsullivw@aol.com Walton J. Sullivan at wsullivw@aol.com Paternal - SULLIVAN, COLEMAN, CUMMINGS, O'BRIEN, BOLD, BLACK, CAFFREY, CAVENEY, CORBETT, CROWE, DISKIN, DONEGAN, FEE, FLAHERTY, GABRIEL, GORMAN, GERRITY, JENKINS, JENNINGS, LYNCH, MC GREEVEY, O'CONNOR, PHILBIN, ROLAND, SHEA, SHIELDS, STAFFORD, STANTON, STEINHAUSER, WALTON, WEISS, PA- Dunmore, Old Forge, Minooka, Taylor, Scranton, Hawley, Mt. Pleasant, Pittsburgh; NY-Kingston, Amsterdam: NJ-Union City, Jersey City, North Bergen http://www.familytreemaker.com/users/s/u/l/Walton--J-Sullivan/index.html http://worldconnect.rootsweb.com/cgi-bin/igm.cgi?db=wsullivw http://www.gencircles.com/users/wsullivw/1

This appeared on another list but is too important not to share! Subject: What is the Irish legacy to Australia? Thanks to George and the Irish Heritage group for this article. BTW, visit the homepage for the Irish Heritage group: http://hometown.aol.com/steeler059/ A Chairde: As promised, the IH is trying to include articles of interest for ALL our members. That includes our Down Under Irish Heritage members. Give it a go.Who knows you may learn a thing or two G'day mates, George Irish Echo Australia's Irish Community Newspaper What is the Irish legacy to Australia? How influential have the Irish been in shaping Australia? It's a broad question and an important one. Michael Finn examines the issue in a historical context and through the thoughts and utterances of two of Australia's best known Hibernians - Paul Keating and Tom Keneally. AUSTRALIA would not be what it is today without the contribution of the Irish. A leaf through the pages of this country's continuing march to nationhood uncovers the contribution made by countless Irish men and women whose fingerprints are marked indelibly on the evolution of Australia. Prime Minister, John Howard, once singled out the larrikin element of his country's character as Ireland's greatest contribution, but former leader Paul Keating hit the nail more squarely on the head during a state visit to Ireland in 1993: - "The spirit of [Ireland] was at the centre of most Australian attitudes. And that was a basic lack of respect for undemocratic authority, a belief in equality and the right to justice. Australia owes a lot to Ireland and we owe [it] a great deal for being such an important thread in our history, for being a vital part of our past and, I hope, a vital part of our future." There are several reasons why the formative role of the Irish is not often trumpeted, or perhaps even acknowledged, by many Australians. One of the main ones being the fact that this country, as a political entity, sprouted from the roots of a British penal colony. And colonialism, if not strictly by definition certainly by practice, is founded on the suppression of existing, weaker and 'alien' cultures. So for every ounce of Irish tradition that is discernible in the Australian character, so too - in disproportionate measure -- the remnants of colonial rule. In the early days of the colony the Irish were perceived as a lazy and feckless lot, which they most likely were at the outset. Such traits were, after all, endemic to a poor and largely rural country like Ireland where there was very little for the natives to be enthusiastic about in the first place, save rebellion against foreign foes. Yet, when presented with the opportunity to better their lot , the Irish fast emerged as a people who thrived on hard work and later emerged with a suitably enhanced reputation. Among the greatest contributions made by the Irish to Australia was the fostering of a love for the land, and a sense of place. With notable characters like the Wicklow Chief, Michael Dwyer, there was an attitude that the Irish did not want to happen in Australia what had occurred in Ireland under British rule. And as the Irish convict immigrants were continuously encouraged to abandon their nativeness and assimilate into the Australia psyche, the further they rebelled against it. Not surprisingly, therefore, the Irish were seen as the enemy who plotted against the stability and order imposed by the governors. Renowned Irish Australian author, Tom Keneally (Schindler's Ark, The Great Shame) put it well when he said that as a modern day Australian, he had inherited this empathy for the oppressed and the underdog. "You've got to make an effort, if you have that belief, to get over siding with the underdog," he said. "Because life was tough in Ireland, they didn't expect perfection on earth but accepted stoically what came. The thing about Irishness] that thrills me most is stroppiness and being troublesome." As the colonies grew, the restlessness exhibited by the Irish began to permeate through society and the need for an all-embracing form of government was identified. But even prior to Federation, the centenary of which is celebrated this year, William Smith O'Brien was busy working on a draft of a Federal Constitution, proving that the Irish had a hand in instigating the changes that set Australia on its way. During his historic state visit to Ireland, Prime Minister Keating - whose ancestors hailed from County Galway - reflected on the bond between the two countries. He believed there was "no other country in the world more like Ireland than Australia" and said that because so many Irish people took the fateful decision to cross the world and go to other places, they "changed the lives of many others". "The great consciousness of the Irish reached way out there [to Australia], the spirit of which has impacted itself on a whole nation. We since made it a place where, in our country, we've smoothed out the differences and worn down the old enmities. People tolerate everyone else's attitudes because of their essential belief in the rights of others." Australia, he pointed out, was a great place for the Irish to go to because once there, they made their way on merit. "Australia is not a country of class . and unlike Europe and unlike the tyranny of so much of Irish life, we didn't have to make our way on the basis that we were not born equally. That we are born equally and that we are entitled to life's opportunities - because we certainly die equally - means the notion that any of us, individually or as a society, should live in some way in deference to some other class or people is a complete anathema to anyone who puts a high price on the dignity of human life. "To have Irish ancestry is to have an asset one carries forever. Because when you carry it around, you carry the wishes and feelings of the Irish people with you." Nowadays, the colour of Irish influence on Australia has changed. No longer is the Irish influence needed to safeguard the rights of the Irish community within society, because it is no longer persecuted and because so many from it have prospered and progressed to positions of high repute. And no longer is the Irish influence required to constantly nip at the ankles of a colonial power, to ensure justice for all - irrespective of race or religion. This enshrining of basic civil rights must be regarded as one of the greatest bequests by the Irish to the land under the Southern Cross.

Any interest in the above names all from the Limerick area I would love to hear from you as these are my Paternal/Maternal Grand Parents Thank you Teresa. [Somerset U.K.]

WATERFORD & VICINITY: Although info. 1985, should be of interest re history, sites. Kilcash, 4 m N of Kilsheelan, between Carrick-on-Suir and Waterford; forest walks, viewing points. Kilcash Castle, ruins overshadowed by Slievenamon Mountains, well worth the climb. Kilclooney, Forest walks, access to Crotty's Rock and Comeragh Mountain lakes. Kilmacthomas, 15 m (25 km) SW of Waterford - Good views, good climbing country. Kilnamack, 1 m N of Clonmel: Forest walks, viewing point. Kilsheelan, near Clonmel: Scenic riverside and forest walks. Knockadirragh Hill, 2 m N of Dunmore East, with fine views. Knockatourney/Croaghaun Hill, 12 m NE of Dungarvan off N25; forest walks, viewing points. Knockballinery, on Clogheen-Newcastle road, riverside walks, woodland drive, picnic area. Knockeen, 1 m SW of Waterford on N25 to Dungarvan, picnic site and access to Sugar Loaf Rock. Knockeen Dolmen, 3 m N of Tramore, excellently preserved. Lady's Abbey, 1.5 m (2 km) S of Ardfinnan, ruins of ancient Carmelite foundation. Lough Coumshingaum, 10 m SW of Carrick; rock climbing centre. Lyreanearla, 5 m S of Clonmel on Nire valley road, walks with extensive views, picnic area. Marlfied, near Clonmel, riverside walk just E of Knocklofty Bridge. Mount Congreve Demesne, 5 mg W of Waterford, just N of N25; attractive gardens, woodlands. New Ross (Wexford), 21 m (34 km) NE of Waterford: One of Co. Wexford's oldest towns, on banks of the River Barrow. Narrow streets have medieval air. Very fetching tall, Dutch-style houses on quays. St. Mary's (NM), Church Lane: Ruins of early 13th c. parish church. Tholsel, civic insignia and documents including James II Charter. River cruises along Barrow and Nore rivers. Three-hour cruise, dinner served aboard. Nire Valley, 4 m E of Ballymacarbery, walks, picnics. Oaklands, 1 m S of New Ross on Campile road, forest walks, picnic place. Passage East, 7 m E of Waterford, charming old-world riverside village, good view from hill behind village. Ferry to Ballyhack. Forest walks to the north. River Suir, two roads, one on each side, run E from Clonmel. Many fine views of river and Comeragh Mountains. Rocket's Castle, 2 m N of Portlaw, forest walks, picnic area. St. Patrick's Well, 1 m W of Clonmel, still a place of pilgrimage, one of Tipperary's most attractive glens. Slade, E side of Hook Head, near lighthouse: Tiny fishing village, ruins of 14th century castle and later fortified house overlook mole encircling harbour. Stradbally, 6 m NE of Dungarvan, with interesting coves and fine cliff walks. Tintern Abbey, 3.5 m N of Fethard: Cistercian, built about 1200, ruins hidden among trees. Approached by long drive, signpost at gate. Tory Hill, 8 m N of Waterford, superb views of surrounding plain, Waterford city and harbour. Tower Hill, 1/2 m NW of Portlaw, with forest walks and viewing points. Tramore, 8 m S of Waterford. Top holiday resort with 3 miles of sandy beach. Attractions include 60-acre amusement park, miniature railway, marina. Tramore races. Walks: SW along the Doneraile cliffs - tremendous natural views, plus three white pillars, 18th century navigational aids topped by "The Metal Man." Also along the promenade to a range of sandhills known as The Burrows. Garraus Strand and Kilfarrasy Strand, W of town. Bicycles: Pickardstown Service Station. Tramore Golf Club, 18 holes. Woodstown Strand, 3 m S of Passage East: Pleasant, secluded beach. Ballyglan Riding Centre.

Forwarding this important information. I had asked about the Arigna mine in Ireland and received this answer with the title of a good reference book: The nearest coal mines of any importance appears to be Arigna on the Leitrim Sligo border near county Roscommon. Other minerals were mined in county Mayo. The dates given are usually from a written record while the mining itself could be carried on, sometimes intermittently, over a wide time frame. Copper was mined at: Geevraun (Horse Island), 1861. Sralaghy near Belmullet. c. 1892. Bolinglanna (Benderg) near Clew Bay. c. 1861. Srahmore. c. 1784. Pegmatite was mined or quarried at: Termoncarragh. Doolough Peninsula. Iron carbonate was mined at: Mullenmore North c. 1700's. Carrignahelty c. 1879. Bog Iron Ore was raised at: Ballina c. 1883. Lead was mined at: Sheeffry (Tawnycrower) between Westport and Leenane, c. 1800's. Steatite was extracted at: Claggan on Achill Island, c. 1879. Sulphur ore and possibly arsenic was mined at: Gubnabinniaboy near Clew Bay, c. 1879. Jim McDonald > > culrua@iol.ie > > Source: Cole, G.A.J, (1922) '...Mines in Ireland.' Facsimile Ed., > Published > > by the Mining Heritage Society, 1998. > > > > > > >

Resent this note, don't think it went through to the list successfully: Per "The Irish In America," Coffee & Golway, the Molly Maguires of Pennsylvania got their name from a secret society active in Ireland just before the Famine. One story is that Molly Maguire was an old woman threatened with eviction from her cottage. In PA, a powerful trade union movement, the Workingmen's Benevolent Assoc. (WBA), became the largest union in the nation. In a series of strikes in the 1860s and early 1870s, the unions won important victories, not the least of which was recognition by the employers and the linking of wages to the price of coal. But in the 1870s it met its opponent in the person of Franklin B. Gowen. President of the Philadelphia & Reading Railroad Co., Gowen was determined to destroy all obstacles in his way, including small-scale entrepreneurs, trade unionists and the Molly Maguires. Half the leaders of the union were Irish-born. The Mollys, composed of Irishmen and favoring tactics of violence acted as a shadow organization. To gather! information against the Mollys, Gowen hired America's foremost private detective, Allan Pinkerton. At the end of 1874, Gowen declared war on the trade union, inaugurating the famous "Long Strike," which would culminate in the union's defeat and collapse in June 1875. Between mid-June and early September, the Mollys assassinated a policeman, a justice of the peace, a miner, two mine foremen, and a mine superintendent. Two year later, the Molly Maguires were brought to trial. More than fifty men, women and children were indicted. The star prosecutor at the great showcase trials in Pottsville (PA) was none other than Franklin B. Gowen. Twenty Molly Maguires were hanged in all, ten of them on a single day, June 21, 1877, know to the people of the anthracite region as "Black Thursday." A Pinkerton's National Detective Agency List of Fugitive Mollie Maguires (1879) named those connected with the agency as Clarence A Seward, Attn., 29 Nassau St. NY, Allan Pinkerton (principal) and F. Warner, Chicago, R. J. Linden, Phila., and Robert A. Pinkerton, NY. The list of fugitives and their descriptions went out: William Love; Thomas Hurley; Michael Doyle; James ("Friday") O'Donnell, James McAllister, John ("Humpty" Flynn); Jerry Kane, Frank Keenan, William Gavin, John Reagan, Thomas O'Neill, and Patrick B. ("Pug Nose Pat" Gallagher, along with their descriptions. Note - I believe Allan Pinkerton had emigrated to the USA from Scotland. I posted a note about him awhile back at Rootsweb Message Boards, also posted a note with the descriptions of the fugitive Mollies listed above, if anyone is interested. Jean

I am seeking any ancestors of my gr-uncle Frederick Farley born 1869 to Charles Thomas and Jane (Lemon) Farley of Drogheda. All the children were baptised in ST. Peter's (C of I) Church in Drogheda My purpose is to fill the gaps on the family tree on the book I am putting together for my grandchildren. I have accounted for the births, marriages and deaths of all his siblings but he remains elusive. All I know is the year of his birth. I do not know if he ever married, remained in Drogheda or when he died. Any help would be appreciated. Michelle Wilson-VT. USA micpaint@together.net FARLEY, MAGEE, LEMON, ADAMS, MUNDELL, QUINNELL, MORRIS, WELLS, McMILLAN, TUKE > of the Carlow, Dublin, Drogheda areas.

Again, with the kind permission of Ted Meehan, after forwarding this interesting note. The name of the Molly Maguire defendant who placed his hand on the prison cell wall and declared his innocence, before going out to be hung in the courtyard of the Mauch Chunk prison, was Tom Fisher. In the 1970s I was working on a book on the labor organization of the Pennsylvania coal fields and I had run across this anecdote in several old newspaper reports. I drove out to see for myslef. The prison is still in use, but that particular cell is not used. As I entered the cell, there was a very clear imprint of a man's hand which had come through several layers of paint, and even perhaps some layers of plaster. I actually took a picture. It was quite amazing. As far as the bias question, I would say that the more one studies the question, the more one will understand the human impulses on both sides. The minors were certainly treated unfairly - whether one likes unions or not. The poor souls were forced to buy their food, tools, clothing, and supplies from company stores which charged exhorbitant prices. Meanwhile, there was an apparent systematic effort to shortchange the minors for their work by having checkweighman declare large portions of their loads to be useless rock and gravel. Even if the entire load were properly counted, the minors never made enough money to actually pay their bills to the Company. At the end of each month, the minors would receive a script showing how much their debt to the Company had increased over that period. If a minor attempted to organize a labor union for collective bargaining, he was automatically blackballed - which was intended as a sentence of death. Often such a minor would have to travel thousands of miles away and change his name in order to get work at all. In defense of the Mine Operators, one must recognize that these powerful men - even if they had unjustly exploited the miners - were faced with a growing problem of escalating violence against them. The Molly Maguires methods called for outside men to come into an area for a "clean job". Once their work had been done, whether beating a man or shooting him in his home, the culprits left and went back to their own towns. If they were ever questioned or arrested, numerous other members of the secret society (Ancient Order of Hibernians) would swear under oath that they were with the defendants on the evening in question and engaged in some innocent activity. The process made it almost impossible to get a conviction Thus, the Mine Operators contracted Alan Pinkerton's detective agency to get to the bottom of the illegal activities. Pinkerton sent James McPartland, who was a young Irish immigrant. Most reports indicate that he was gregarious, and had a wonderful ability to tell a story and sing songs from Ireland. He quickly won the confidence of those who ran the A.OH., and was sworn in. Before long, he was sent on a few "clean jobs" himself. After a while, when he believed he had enough information to incriminate the leadership of the organization, he went to the authorities and became a state witness against the Molly Maguires. The trials which followed were hardly classic examples of jurisprudence. In most cases, all that was actually established was that a particular defendant might have been connected to the AOH. That seemed to be enough for the judges and juries to sentence the men to death by hanging. In the not too distant past (I'll say the year 2000), the Pennsylvania legislature passed a resolution indicating its acknowledgement that the conviction of "Black Jack" Kehoe - the alleged ring leader of the Molly Maguires - was seriously flawed enough that he was postumously exonerated, and his name cleared. The episode was a tragic one, probably not more or less tragic than many others that occured in Ireland and America in this period. But it is also interesting and instructive. Bail o Dia ar an obair! Ted Meehan > Original Message: > ----------------- > From: jbdiv@aol.com > Date: Sat, 16 Feb 2002 23:15:43 EST > To: drumkeeranfolk@yahoogroups.com > Subject: Re: [drumkeeranfolk] Re: White Boys and Mollie Maguires > > > Molly Maguires > > This is one of those things about which people differ. Were they poor, > innocent Irish coal miners trying to form a union or were they terrorists? > My recollection is that a number of coal miners (terrorists) were hung based > on McPartland's testimony. > > Who knows, but I remember reading that one man (Carrol, I think) said he was > innocent and put his hand print into the dry, hard cement of his cell wall. > The print was visible until a WPS project in the 1930s plastered over the > wall. I have no way of knowing if this is true. > > If one's bias is pro-union, I think one could say a Mr. Kehoe, a saloon > owner, was hung because he could read and write and therefore was considered > very dangerous to the mine owners. If one's bias is the other way, one > would conclude that his ability to read and write made him a key organizer of > the terrorists. > > In 1906, in Idaho, another group of union organizers or terrorists was on > trial. The prime witness against them was again Mr. McPartland. At this > trial, (I think it was called Haywood-Moyer-Pettibone), McPartland's > testimony was thrown out and the judge said he was a pathological liar. > > I think few could dispute that Alan Pinkerton had little love of labor > unions, but that does not mean McPartland was or was not an honest man. Jim Durkin > > > > > > > > > Your use of Yahoo! Groups is subject to http://docs.yahoo.com/info/terms/ > > > -------------------------------------------------------------------- > mail2web - Check your email from the web at > http://mail2web.com/ . > > > > > Your use of Yahoo! Groups is subject to http://docs.yahoo.com/info/terms/ > > >

Added notes -- The Molly Maguires of Pennsylvania got their name from a secret society active in Ireland just before the Famine. According to one popular story, Molly Maguire was an old woman theatened with eviction from her cottage. In PA, a powerful trade union movement, the Workingmen's Benevolent Association (WBA), became the largest union in the nation. In a series of strikes in the late 1860s and early 1870s, the union won important victories, not the least of which was recognition by the employers and the linking of wages to the price of coal. But in the 1870s, it met its seemingly unbeatable rival in the person of Franklin B. Gowen. President of the Philadelphia & Reading Railroad Co., Gowen was determined to destroy all obstacles in his way, including small-scale entrepreneurs, trade unionists and the Molly Maguires. Half of the leaders of the union were Irish-born. The Mollys, composed of Irishmen and favoring tactics of violence, acted as a shadow organization. To gather information against the Mollys, Gowen hired America's foremost private detective, Allan Pinkerton. At the end of 1874, Gowen declared war on the trade union, inaugurating the famous "Long Strike," which would culminate in the union's defeat and callapse in June 1875. Between mid-June and early September, the Mollys assassinated a policeman, a justice of the peace, a miner, two mine foremen, and a mine superintendent. Two years later, the Molly Maguires were brought to trial. More than 50 men, women, and children were indicted. The star prosecutor at the great showcase trials in Pottsville was none other than Franklin B. Gowen. Twenty Molly Maguires were hanged in all, ten of them on a single day, June 21, 1877, know to the people of the anthracite region as Black Thursday. Per, "The Irish In America," Coffey & Golway, a list of fugitive Mollie Maguires (1879) was distributed by the Allan Pinkerton office which named and described appearance of fugitives William Love, Thomas Hurley, Michael Doyle, James (Alias Friday) O'Donnell, James McAllister, John (Alias Humpty) Flynn, Jerry Kane, Frank Keenan, William Gavin, John Reagan, Thomas O'Neill, and Patrick B. (Alias Pug Nose Pat) Gallagher. If you are interested in the Molly Maguires of Pennsylvania and Allan Pinkerton and the Pinkerton's National Detective Agency, the above-named wanted men, I posted a couple notes to Rootsweb Message Boards re same. Also check Internet Search Engines. (I believe Mr. Pinkerton had emigrated from Scotland). Others listed with the Pinkerton agency were Geo. H. Bancs (?sp. poss. Bangs), Gen. Supt., Robert A. Pinkerton, Supt., 55 Exchange Plan, NY; R. J. Linden, Supt. 45 S. Third St., Philadelphia; F. Warner, Supt. 191 & 193 Fifth Ave., Chicago & W. A. Pinkerton, same Chicago address; Clarence A. Seward, Agency's Attorney, 29 Nassau St., NY. ----- Original Message ----- From: <jbdiv@aol.com> To: <drumkeeranfolk@yahoogroups.com> Sent: Saturday, February 16, 2002 8:15 PM Subject: Re: [drumkeeranfolk] Re: White Boys and Mollie Maguires Molly Maguires This is one of those things about which people differ. Were they poor, innocent Irish coal miners trying to form a union or were they terrorists? My recollection is that a number of coal miners (terrorists) were hung based on McPartland's testimony. Who knows, but I remember reading that one man (Carrol, I think) said he was innocent and put his hand print into the dry, hard cement of his cell wall. The print was visible until a WPS project in the 1930s plastered over the wall. I have no way of knowing if this is true. If one's bias is pro-union, I think one could say a Mr. Kehoe, a saloon owner, was hung because he could read and write and therefore was considered very dangerous to the mine owners. If one's bias is the other way, one would conclude that his ability to read and write made him a key organizer of the terrorists. In 1906, in Idaho, another group of union organizers or terrorists was on trial. The prime witness against them was again Mr. McPartland. At this trial, (I think it was called Haywood-Moyer-Pettibone), McPartland's testimony was thrown out and the judge said he was a pathological liar. I think few could dispute that Alan Pinkerton had little love of labor unions, but that does not mean McPartland was or was not an honest man. Jim Durkin

It is on video. I found "The Molly Maguires" listed as available on > VHS at Blockbuster. I found a synopsis at www.blockbuster.com, part of which says: "This grim historical drama from director Martin Ritt was loosely based on real-life events. Richard Harris stars as James McParlan, an operative for the Pinkerton Detective Agency in 1876." -Tom McFadden

----- Original Message ----- From: Ted Meehan To: drumkeeranfolk@yahoogroups.com Sent: Tuesday, February 12, 2002 11:16 PM Subject: Re: [drumkeeranfolk] White Boys and Mollie Maguires The Whiteboy movement started up in Ireland in the early 1700s as a response of some of the Catholics to the Penal Laws passed in the wake of the Williamite War - in direct violation of the Treaty of Limerick. There were laws on the books which prohibited Irish Catholic children from receiving an education. The Catholics were forced to pay a tithe (10% of earnings) to the Protestant church. Catholics were not allowed to own a horse worth more than 5 pounds - and if he did own a fine horse, English soldiers often would steal the horse by giving the Irishman 5 pounds. (Resistence meant death.) No Catholic could buy or sell land, nor could a Protestant bequeath it to them. If a Catholic son of a landowner renounced his religion, he immediately was awarded his family's estates. The Whiteboys were so named because they disguised themselves with sheets, and often took reprisals against the usurping planters by cutting the tendons in the cattle's legs. This had the effect of preventing the cattle from eating, and causing the planter much anxiety trying to bring the cattle to market. More often than not, an enormous amount of beef had to be slaughtered and wasted. Eventually, these reprisals became ohysical attacks upon the planters themselves. The English response was a virtual suspension of Habeas Corpus, and hanging every Catholic they suspected. The rule of law meant nothing, and hangings became a daily event - spurring the Whiteboys to more reprisals. Eventually, in the latter part of the century, Theobold Wolfe Tone tried to unify all opposition to English absentee rule by unitng Catholics and Irish Protestants into the United Irishmen. After the success of the American Revolution, he solicited the aid of the French Revolutionists in the ill-fated Rising of 1798. The violent reprisals after the Rising of 1798 discouraged most Irishmen - and the Catholic Church's prohibition from joining any secret societies discouraged more. So the movement - at least under that name - died out. Other secret societies did spring up, mostly under Republican oversight. These would be the forerunners of the modern IRA. Irish emigrants often sought work in the coal fields of Pennsylvania in the America. Sometimes, the Orange officials would make deals with American Mine Operators to send them a specified number of men to work the mines. Often they selected those they suspected of being ring leaders. The miners in America ran into injustice, as well. They would be cheated out of the fruits of their labor by dishonest checkweighmen - whose job was to weigh the load of coal brought out by a miner each day. Often the checkweighman would suggest that much of the load was just rock and gravel, and short the miners. The Irishmen reacted by forming a secret society based upon the Whiteboys approach. They would go out at night and beat the dishonest checkweighman. As in the case of the Whiteboys, the violence escalated over time, and the Pennsylvania government officials overreacted by suspending the rule of law, in order to hang those irishmen they suspected of being Molly Maguires. There are a number of fine books on the Molly Maguires, but my personal favorite was written by Aurand. There is a fine fictional novel that will provide a glimpse of the Whiteboy situation called "The Year of the French" by Thomas Flanagan. Siochain, Ted Meehan

AROUND WATERFORD & VICINITY: Though following pertains to circa 1985, history and content may be of interest: Bohadoon, on Comeragh drive near Kilrossanty village, W Waterford, forest walks, viewing point. Brownstown Head, east of Tramore, fine walks. Bunmahon, 11 miles W of Tramore. Tiny fishing village with fine sandy beaches, surrounded by cliffs. Bracing 4 m (6 km) cliff walk to Stradbally. Carrick-on-Suir, 17 miles NW of Waterford. One of Munster's )(Province) most picturesque towns, scenically set on banks of River Suir. Carrick Castle: Elizabeth fortified mansion, only one of its kind in Ireland. N Gallery has fine stucco work. Resident caretaker. Cheekpoint, 8 miles E of Waterford: Suirway Inn lots of atmosphere, many curios. Cheekpoint Hill, excellent views of Waterford city and harbour. Clonea, 3 miles E of Dungarvan: Fine, sandy beach. Cloneen, near Fethard: Pony trekking. Anr House Farm. Clonmel, 30 miles NW of Waterford. Tipperary's main town, most attractively set in River Suir valley, includes a number of interesting ol buildings. Excellent base for exploring Comeragh and Knockmealdown Mountains. Franciscan church, Abbey St., 19th c. restoration on site of 13th c. foundation. St. Mary's Catholic church near Franciscan church also dates from 19th c., magnificent ceiling, elaborate high altar. Museum & art gallery, Parnell Street: Large collection of local material, paintings and photographs. Undergone extensive renovation, likely to re-open early 1985, contact person at that time was Patrick Holland. Town Hall, Corporation regalia. Old Town Wall, best-preserved section partly encloses 19th c. St. Mary's Church of Ireland, Mary Street. Hearn's Hotel, Parnell St: Bianconi horse-drawn ar service started here in 1815. Clock which timed the system in hotel. Regal Theatre, occasional performances. Gladstone street offers superb views across ri! ver to mountains: Attractive old shopfronts. Mitchel Street, off Gladstone Street: Narrow, shop-lined, interesting. Pleasant riverside walks. Racing: Regular meetings at Powerstown. Greyhound racing: Twice weekly races at Davis Road track. Powers 'o the Pot, pony trekking centre, Harneys Cross. Bicycles: Hackett, West Gate. Michael McDermott, Foodmarket, Irishtown. Bill Purcell, The Mall. Clonmel Golf Club, 18 holes. Clonmines: Head of Bannow Bay, medieval town falling into decay, portions of four castles and three churches overlooking a pleasant estuary. Coolfin, just beyond Portlaw Catholic Church; forest walks, rhododendrons. Coolnamuck, 3 miles W of Carrick-on-Suir, forest walks, viewing points. Crehanagh North, 1 miles E of Carrick-on-Suir, forest walks. Curraghmore House, Portlaw, 10 miles W of Waterford: Gardens in beautiful setting, fine bronze statues, only shell of houes remains. NE of demesne, Mother Brown's Hill. Davwood, 3 miles W of Mahonbridge, near Kilmacthomas; forest and riverside walks, viewing points, scenic drive. Dunbrody Abbey, near Campile: Great roofless church dating from 12 c. Fine views to confluence of Nore and Suir rivers. Dumore East, 9 miles SE of Waterford: Breton-style fishing village, neat, thatched cottages. Tiers of houses rise steeply from harbour. Sea angling centre. Walks around harbour area and to nearby Creadon Head and black Knob promontory. Coves also worth exploring. Sailing: Contact June Bullock. Geneva Barracks, 2 miles S of Passage East: Settlement founded in 1785 by gold and silversmiths from Geneva. Later used as military barracks and prison, now ruins, restoration in progress 1985. Glenarey, 2 miles S of Clonmel. Forest walks, strolls alongside Glenarey River. Castle ruins. Gurteen, near Kilsheelan, walks by river Suir, riverside picnic area. Hook Peninsula, 20 m SE of Waterford; craggy finger of land pointing into the Atlantic. Whatever the wind direction, one side of the Hook is always calm. Lighthouse is one of the oldest in the world! Tower over 700 years old, but a light has been burning here for over twice as long! The peninsula has many undistrubed beaches and coves. Dollar Bay, on W side reputedly hides an 18th c. Spanish teasure. John F. Kennedy Park, 5 m (8 km) S of New Ross: 410 acre park, opened 1968, overlooks Kennedy ancestral home at Dunganstown one mile away. Some 270 acres devoted to arboretum, with worldwide selection of trees and shrubs Forest garden, tremendous views, many varied walks. Picnic area. More to follow - .

THE FAIR IN DROMORE My father was anxious to make me a farmer, He gave me some money to go to the Fair, To learn to buy and to make a good bargain, And be a good judge of the stock that was there. I rose up next morning - the day was just dawning, I made a quick sandwich with butter and jam. The brown egg I took from the shelf on the dresser, To hurry the breakfast I fried on the pan. No time to be lost I just cleared up the table, I looked at the clock as I made for the door, The cash in my pocket I left good and early To try out my luck at the Fair of Dromore. My footsteps were swift as the hare on the mountain, As onward I sped through the cool morning air. The long winding roadway I soon left behind me, And landed in time for the start of the Fair. The buyers were there from the northern counties. The farmers were there with their stock on the Green, And the publicans' tents for the beer and refreshments High up on the hillside were easily seen. The calves in their crates were well covered for shelter, The sheep and the lambs were all gathered around, And the bloodstock came in from the plains of Tireragh With long sweeping tails that were trailing the ground. The traders and dealers took up their positions. The bellman was there his announcements to make. The priest to attend those who fell by the wayside And Vincent de Paul his collection to take. The tinker was there with his cans on his shoulders. The fisherman's wife was content at her stall. The man with the ice-cream was selling his spices And tickets were sold for a dance in the hall. The man with the delph sold his cups and his saucers. The man with the ballads was selling his straw. While the man with the dice and the big wheel of fortune Was making his money in spite of the Law. The man with the rifle and bell was surrounded With sharpshooters waiting and watching the score. Three shots for a penny and well worth the money. If you think you can shoot, you should go to Dromore. As bargains were made and the drinking continued The loud noise of commerce increasingly grew And the stalwart policemen alert and officious Looked out for offenders but found very few. The smell of the roast in the coffee house cooking Attracted a crowd through the wide open door, But the butterfly caps of the white-coated angels That served at the table attracted far more. Dromore is well known for the Fair and the ladies With sweet smiling faces that ever pass by And many a man who might still be a loner Was swept off his feet by the wink of an eye. But one man's good luck is another's misfortune, The facts as we find them we cannot ignore. And the lady I met as I walked through the Fairgreen Left me to regret that I went to Dromore. She stepped from the crowd, laid her hand on my shoulder, As soft as a butterfly floating on air. Her voice was so gently, her manner so simple, Politely she asked what I thought of the fair. And that's how we started a long conversation. She told me her life story, and I told her mine And to walk through the Fair with a dashing young lady Was something I wanted a very long time. She told me her father was Lord of a Manor With lands stretching out over Salsbury Plane And now in retirement, he came back to Ireland For peace and contentment to paint was his game. Her mother was mostly away on location But what destination she wouldn't disclose. A family would thrive in the car she was driving She wore costly jewels and elegant clothes. She told me that she was their one only daughter. She never considered the wealth she might own But would marry the man that she found to her liking On a small bit of land where lived all alone. The fun of the Fair she enjoyed to perfection, But now it was late and she must get back home. She asked me to come with her just for protection, She was so much afraid walking back on her own. Of course I agreed and I walked on beside her. She knew the direction and soon we were there And I laughed as I thought how I'd tell to my father That wonderful bargain I got at the Fair. We were standing in front of an old fashioned cottage And I knew that we could not be far from the sea. I was tired and cold and I silently wondered Would she now take me in for a hot cup of tea. She pulled on a chain and a light came on inside, A fine looking man quickly opened the door And the speed that I made as I hit for the mountains Was never recorded on two feet or four. I got such a fright that the objects around me Seemed out of proportion and ghostly and bare and even the man in the moon walked on crutches His feet must be sore he might be at a Fair. How I managed back home I can never remember. My father was seated just in from the door And I thought of the man on the Almanack's Cover In every respect he was just like old Moore. But I was the one that was making predictions. The stick in his hand I seen swiftly to fall On the back of my head and of course I then fainted. But no, he sat there and just smiled through it all. For many days later, I tried to unravel The mystery surrounding the man in the chair. And then I remembered, he knew all about it. He was young once again and he went to the Fair. -- Patrick James Rochford, from "Close To The Foothills, a journey of Prose and Poetry through the Ox Mountains," (1991). Note, the range of mountains extending from Ballisodare, Co. Sligo to Foxford in Co. Mayo is referred to as the Ox Mountain Range. Mr. Rochford is very familiar with this area and his fine book includes much history about the region.

Thank you so much to all of you who took the time and effort to give me suggestions and ideas on how to track down this branch of the family. It means a great deal to have such wonderful people out there willing to help out. Thanks again! Kristin