I am trying to find out any information I can about the owners of the MAGEE HABERDASHERS in Dublin in the early 1800's. The 1820 directory lists it as C & E MAGEE Haberdashers at 29 Grafton Street then the 1822 shows it as just E. MAGEE & CO. at 18 Danzille Street. I think they may have been related to EMMA MAGEE (milliner) who married my gr-gr-grandfather THOMAS FARLEY in 1820. But that's all I know about either of them. Thank you Michelle Wilson FARLEY, MAGEE, LEMON, ADAMS, MORRIS, WELLS, McMILLAN, QUINNELL, CROASDAILE, MUNDALL

Could anyone tell me where these places are located. They were found on some old baptism and birth records from Ireland. FOVANT BROOMSGROVE and RYNN, ROSSVALE, THE QUEEN'S COUNTY, IRELAND Thank you Michelle Wilson FARLEY, LEMON, MAGEE, ADAMS, WELLS, MORRIS, QUINNELL, McMILLAN and CROASDAILLE

List & George Henry - See last paragraph below regarding excellent website which you can locate through a search engine. Belfast became a major shipbuilding centre in the 1850s, which in turn led to the development of engineering and ropeworks. By 1900 it was a city of 400,000, from a town of 19,000 a century before. As the number of Catholic immigrants grew, especially after the Famine, sectarian riots periodically erupted (in 1857, 1864, and 1886) over the question of employment and related issues. In 1911, Belfast had the largest shipyards in the world - testament to resourceful entrepreneurs and cheap labour, since all coal and iron had to be imported. Workers in the shipyards were almost exclusively Protestants, per "The Irish Century," M. M. Morrogh. The other great industry in the north was linen. The Huguenots, Protestant religious refugees from France, had developed this textile manufacture in the Lagan valley in the late 17th century. Linen remained the bedrock of Ulster's prosperity until the early 20th century. The "unsinkable" British steamer (White Star Line) built in Belfast, said to be the safest ship afloat, sank on its first voyage across the Atlantic (night of April 14-15, 1912) after striking an iceberg. The lifeboats had room for less than half of the approximately 2,200 persons on board and took on mostly women and children from first class. The ship sank in about 2-1/2 hours. The liner "Carpathia" picked up 705 survivors. The "Titanic" had been the largest ship in the world, 882.5 feet long, with a gross tonnage of 46,328. Per "World Book" encyclopedia, the British inquiry reported 1,490 dead, while the British Board of Trade stated 1,503, and the United States, 1,517. "The Irish Aboard The Titanic," by Senan Molony was published in late year 2000 by "Wolfhound Press," (ISBN 0-86327-805-1) Per review, it is said to be one of the most absorbing, fascinating books ever produced about the "Titanic," with emphasis on the fate of the Irish passengers. Another good resource is the website called Encyclopedia Titanica, with its many interesting stories about the survivors, etc., many with background history.

Hello everyone... Just to let you know I have changed servers and my new e-mail address is: micpaint@pshift.com Michelle "Misty" Wilson

Does anyone have more information on this young lady. Her ancestors? Where was she going in the US? Relatives already in the US? More? BTW I have seen one reference to her as Delia Henery and one reference that said that she was from Ireland. Here is what I think I know about her. Miss Delia Henry, 23, of Clonown, Athlone, Co Westmeath boarded the Titanic at Queenstown as a third class passenger (ticket number 382649, £7 15s). Her destination is unknown. Delia Henry died in the sinking. Her body, if recovered, was never identified. -- G GHenry01@earthlink.net GeorgHnry@netscape.net Thursday, January 24, 2002 **************************************************************** "Shellac is made from bug resin. The lac insect (scientific name Laccifer lacca), related to the scale bug, sticks its mouth into the branches and bark of certain types of trees, then secretes a resin that covers its entire body. After this bug resin is crushed (almost always along with the bug itself), washed, and melted into flakes, it makes up what we call shellac." ***************************************************************** http://www.rootsweb.com/~kyunion/ http://www.classmates.com http://www.groups.yahoo.com http://www.myfamily.com http://www.cyndislist.com __________________________________________________________________ Your favorite stores, helpful shopping tools and great gift ideas. Experience the convenience of buying online with Shop@Netscape! http://shopnow.netscape.com/ Get your own FREE, personal Netscape Mail account today at http://webmail.netscape.com/

Could soimeone out there tell me where the following may be? It was on a record about my gr-gr-uncle's birthplace :Rynn, Rossnale, The Queens's County Ireland. Thank you Michelle Wilson micpiant@together.net FARLEY, LEMON, ADAMS, MORRIS, WELLS, MAGEE, McMILLAN, QUINNELL, MUNDALLm CROASDAILE

Michelle, I think I MAY have found something for you. Could it be Rosenallis, Co. Laois (Queen's) that you are looking for? There is evidently a Rosenallis Townland and a Rosenallis Town (66 acres) in the Civil Parish of Rosenallis, Poor Law Union of Mountmellick, Barony of Tinnahinch. Rosenallis Town is located 4 miles NW of Mountmellick and has the oldest Quaker burial ground in Ireland. Even more intriguing is that there is also also a Rinn townland of 284 acres also in Rosenallis CP, PLU of Mountmellick, Barony of Tinnahinch! I'd be willing to be that he was from Rinn, Civil Parish of Rosenallis, PLU of Mountmellick, Barony of Tinnahinch, Co. Laois (Queen's Co.). Jean ----- Original Message ----- From: "Michelle Wilson" <micpaint@together.net> To: <IrelandGenWeb-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Wednesday, January 23, 2002 2:28 PM Subject: [IGW] QUEENS COUNTY IRELAND > Could soimeone out there tell me where the following may be? It was on > a record about my gr-gr-uncle's birthplace :Rynn, Rossnale, The Queens's > County Ireland. > > Thank you > Michelle Wilson > micpiant@together.net > FARLEY, LEMON, ADAMS, MORRIS, WELLS, MAGEE, McMILLAN, QUINNELL, MUNDALLm > CROASDAILE > > > ==== IrelandGenWeb Mailing List ==== > This list is sponsored by the IrelandGenWeb Project - http://www.irelandgenweb.com > >

Queens County is now County Leix. Go to IreAtlas.com Mapquest.com can get to the parish level. Ellen Michelle Wilson wrote: >Could soimeone out there tell me where the following may be? It was on >a record about my gr-gr-uncle's birthplace :Rynn, Rossnale, The Queens's >County Ireland. > >Thank you >Michelle Wilson >micpiant@together.net >FARLEY, LEMON, ADAMS, MORRIS, WELLS, MAGEE, McMILLAN, QUINNELL, MUNDALLm >CROASDAILE > > >==== IrelandGenWeb Mailing List ==== >This list is sponsored by the IrelandGenWeb Project - http://www.irelandgenweb.com > >

Looking for information of a Jeffery W. Harbourne in connection with a Jeffery Harbourne born approximately 1790's. Jeffery II married Elizabeth Mulhall in 1805 in Ireland. It is believed he (II) is the father of my great great grand uncles Jeffery, James (John), George and Thomas who immigrated to Bruce County, Canada in the mid 1800's. It is possible Jeffery (I) had more children, but that connection needs to be made. Reagrds, Vicky

I have census records of Bruce County from 1871. I am looking for information regarding a Sarah Hogan. The census lists has her staying with Thomas Harbourne. Her birth year is 1807, she was from Ireland, from the Church of England and listed as a widow. Her age would be about 64 years old at the time of the census, much older than Thomas whom was only 49. All family records I have, have a question mark next to her name. If someone has some info that would be wonderful. Have a great day, Regards, Vicky

THE CRY OF THE DREAMER I am tired of planning and toiling In the crowded hives of men; Heart-weary of building and spoiling And spoiling and building again. And I long for the dear old river, Where I dreamed my youth away; For a dreamer lives forever, And a toiler dies in a day. I am sick of the showy seeming Of a life that is half a lie; Of the faces lined with scheming In the throng that hurries by, >From the sleepless thoughts' endeavour, I would go where the children play; For a dreamer lives forever, And a thinker dies in a day. I can feel no pride but pity For the burdens the rich endure; There is nothing sweet in the city But the patient lives of the poor. Ah, the little hands too skillful, And the child-mind choked with weeds! The daughter's heart grown willful, And the father's heart that bleeds! No, No! from the street's rude bustle, >From trophies of mart and stage, I would fly to the woods' low rustle And the meadows' kindly page. Let me dream as of old by the river, And be loved for the dream alway; For a dreamer lives forever, And a toiler dies in a day. -- John Boyle O'Reilly (1844-1890)

Does anyone on this list have any information on William Fitzmartin 1852- 1913........Winifred Regan Fitzmartin 1854- 1934

Can someone tell me exactly what areas of Ireland we are dealing with on this list? Thanks, Shar/ USA SRogers47@webtv.net

Passing along information someone sent to me that might prove valuable to someone researching Irish ancestors whose children were born in the USA: Dates when laws were passed requiring Birth & Death registrations State Death Birth _________________________________________________________ Alabama 1908 1908 Alaska 1913 1913 Arizona 1909 1909 Arkansas 1914 1914 California 1905 1905 Colorado 1907 1907 Connecticut 1897 1897 Delaware 1881 1881 D.C. 1855 1871 Florida 1915 1915 Georgia 1919 1919 Hawaii 1896 1896 Idaho 1911 1911 Illinois 1916 1916 Indiana 1882 1882 Iowa 1880 1880 Kansas 1911 1911 Kentucky 1911 1911 Louisiana 1914 1914 Maine 1892 1892 Maryland 1898 1898 Massachusetts 1841 1841 Michigan 1867 1867 Minnesota 1900 1900 Mississippi 1912 1912 Missouri 1910 1910 Montana 1907 1907 Nebraska 1905 1905 Nevada 1911 1911 New Hampshire 1905 1905 New Jersey 1848 1848 New Mexico 1919 1919 New York 1880 1880 North Carolina* 1913 1913 North Dakota 1908 1908 Ohio 1909 1909 Oklahoma 1908 1908 Oregon 1903 1903 Pennsylvania 1906 1906 Puerto Rico 1931 1931 Rhode Island 1852 1852 South Carolina 1915 1915 South Dakota 1905 1905 Tennessee 1914 1914 Texas 1903 1903 Utah 1905 1905 Vermont 1857 1857 Virginia 1912 1912 Washington 1907 1907 West Virginia 1917 1917 Wisconsin 1907 1907 Wyoming 1909 1909 Although I can't put my finger on it at the moment, I did read that North Carolina had some birth records that were recorded long after a birth, when the person needed a certificate for some reason late in life and was able to offer proof of his birth. As I recall these are listed in the backs of the "old" birth records. If I find that information I will post an addendum.

THE GENERATIONS Now, in the evenings, when the light Goes suddenly, and the houses are Hushed in a dusk of uneasy birds, We within doors draw close to the breathing fire, Circle of lamplight, voices, outside the night Of darkened air threatening a storm, A night of possible loss. Warmed by words We sometimes forget the life we end Here by the water, near the windy quays, Life stretched from minute to staring minute, Dragging its heels along the cobbled streets, Watching, waiting, listening to the seas Rising, but for the moment only comforted For dawn brings the birds of stone, The stifled cry lost when the shutter bangs And the black wind ruffles the Northern cock, Dawn brings the empty bay, the stranded boats, And white as ghost-light the lighthouse on the rock Derelict, where our women go each morning, Where Time is the water washing each day ashore, The faded message in a drifting bottle. And we rise with the light to our partial death, To a day of habit, to a sky That answers no-one. And sometimes We pray. But always Time brings in the sea To eat our fields, beat down the makeshift walls, And take from us again our living sons. -- George M. Brady (born 1916)

WINTER Love's equinoctial gales are past, the path Along the long lanes leads again through night. The trees are bare, the air A halo round each lamp. Gentlest imaginable groundswell heaving Hardly disturbs the wrack. The wave that broke Over us both, has passed, And now the calm succeeds. And now the fire's the focus of the room By winter made so. Like a gay salute There crackles in the hearth The holly's fusillade. -- Maurice Craig (born 1919)

CYCLING TO DUBLIN Pulling the dead sun's weight through County Meath, We cycled through the knotted glass of afternoon, Aware of the bright fog in the narrow slot of breath, And the cycles' rhyming, coughing croon. "O hurry to Dublin, to Dublin's fair city, Where colleens, fair colleens are ever so pretty, O linger no longer in lumbering languour, Gallop the miles, the straight-backed miles without number." We were the Northmen, hard with hoarded words on tongue, Diven down by home disgust to the broad lands and rich talk, To the country of poets and pubs and cow-dung Spouting and sprouting from every stalk... "O hurry to Dublin, to Dublin's fair city, Where colleens, fair colleens are ever so pretty, O linger no longer in lumbering languor, Gallop the miles, the straight-backed miles without number." -- Robert Greacen (born 1920)

BIO: He raised his hands above his head and said, "You have the wrong man." In 1975, Paul Hill, a 21-year-old man from Northern Ireland, was sentenced to a lifetime in prison for pub bombings in Britain. It was the longest such sentence by a British court. As the years were taken from him, Hill could do nothing but hold onto his innocence. Fifteen years later, including four years in solitary confinement, Hill was set free when the British government finally admitted that officers lied at the original trial. It might not have happened without the help of family, friends, and the organization "Amnesty International." -- Excerpt, "Irish America" magazine.

THE NATIVE IRISHMAN Before I came across the sea To this delightful place, I thought that native Irish were A funny sort of race; I thought they bore shillelagh-sprigs, And that they always said: "Och hone, acushla, tare-an-ouns," "Begorra," and "bedad!" I thought they sported crownless hats With dhudeens in the rim; I thought they wore long trailing coats And knickerbockers trim; I thought they went about the place As tight as they could get; And that they always had a fight With every one they met. I thought their noses all turned up Just like a crooked pin; I thought their mouths six inches wide And always on the grin; I thought their heads were made of stuff As hard as any nails; I half suspected that they were Possessed of little tails. But when I came unto the land Of which I heard so much, I found that the inhabitants Were not entirely such; I found their features were not all Exactly like baboons; I found that some wore billycocks, And some had pantaloons. I found their teeth were quite as small As Europeans' are, And that their ears, in point of size, Were not pecul-iar. I even saw a face or two Which might be handsome called; And by their very largest feet I was not much appalled. I found them sober, now and then; And even in the street, It seems they do not have a fight With every boy they meet. I even found some honest men Among the very poor; And I have heard some sentences Which did not end with "shure." It seems that praties in their skins Are not their only food, And that they have a house or two Which is not built of mud. In fact, they're not all brutes or fools, And I suspect that when They rule themselves they'll be as good, Almost, as Englishmen! -- Anonymous

THE KISS Oh, keep your kisses, young provoking girl! I find no taste in any maiden's kiss. Altho' your teeth be whiter than the pearl, I will not drink at fountains such as this. I know a man whose wife did kiss my mouth With kiss more honeyed than the honeycomb. And never another's kiss can slake my drought After that kiss, till judgment hour shall come. Till I do gaze on her for whom I long, If ever God afford such grace to men, I would not love a woman old or young, Till she do kiss me as she kissed me then. -- Anonymous (16th century), translated by the Earl of Longford.