SNIPPET: From the Nov 1995 issue of the genealogical "Family Tree Magazine" published in England, comes this bit of miscellany. Per Tom WOOD's column - "I never cease to be amazed at some of the Christian names parents choose for their offspring, especially these days, but unusual ones are nothing new and I always think it helps research if you do find an ancestor with something out of the ordinary. Sometimes I feel sorry for children lumbered with unappealing Christian names and remember an older boy at one of my schools who had been burdened with his mother's maiden name of SMELT as a second Christian name. Most of his contemporaries found this very amusing and he was the object of a great deal of distressing so-called schoolboy humour. But what, I wonder, did two of the four listed daughters of the Reverend Joseph ADDERLEY think about their names which appeared on an Irish census return for 1901? There they are listed as "Queen Victoria Committed Perjury 1869 ADDERLEY," a scholar aged 11 born in Limerick County, and "Queen Victoria died a Perjurer ADDERLEY," a scholar aged 10 born in Limerick County. Mr. R. H. J. HAYWARD of Wellington in Somerset came across this census return, which the Reverend ADDERLEY completed himself on the night of Sunday 31 March 1901, containing a long statement about these two entries. Apparently the Reverend ADDERLEY, recorded as a "Church of Ireland Catholic Clerk in Holy Orders," felt that Queen Victoria had perjured herself by conferring the Royal Assent on an Act of Parliament passed in 1869 which disestablished the Church of Ireland from 1870. It seems he felt that this was a violation of her Coronation Oath and she should have abdicated rather than endorse the Act. To make matters worse, the District Registrar had refused to accept the girls "given names" when they were entered in a like manner on the 1891 Irish census. By the time the 1901 census was taken, Queen Victoria had died and the British were awaiting the coronation of King Edward VII in August 1902. As Mr. HAYWARD observes, it would seem that the Reverend ADDERLEY had allowed ! his venom to build up over many years. Part of his census text reads as follows: "I have been lately informed that the District Registrar, abusing professional confidence, in my absence and by his representations, procured the signature of Queen Victoria died a Perjurer's mother to some name or other which he had already inserted in his register illegally and without authorization. (Presumably this was done on the 1891 census return.) The late Queen, while it was her power to choose abdication or Perjury, unhappy for herself and family (the only blot on her conduct) and seduced as I suppose by the plausible sophistry & devilish subtlety of GLADSTONE, in violation of her Coronation Oath (in as much as the spoliation could not be affected without her previous consent) did assent to the spoliation of the Church of Ireland. I defy any power to control my natural right to name my children or to take advantage of the disgraceful trickery practised upon me, and relying on the omnipotence of Truth, I challenge the Authorities to do their utmost. Whatever co! urse may be resolved upon by the Queen's successor - whether he dispenses entirely with a Coronation Ceremony or has a Coronation Ceremony with the Oath omitted and unchanged or changed, his action must inevitable be equivalent to his branding his mother as a Perjurer..." Mr. WOOD states, "What an outburst! The District Registrar, Prime Minister GLADSTONE, two sovereigns and even the mother (his wife?) of "Queen Victoria died a perjurer" all come under fire. - and perhaps that is why his wife wasn't at home on census night with the rest of the family! How awful to go through life with a selection of names like those. However I can't help wondering if the actual records of Irish civil registration may tell a different story and perhaps they were merely "noms de guerre" chosen in anger to make a point? " Ward calls them "unfor given" names.....hmmm, strange story.

Again, from the Irish Heritage Newsletter: Irish Potato Salad Recipe http://www.recipezaar.com/35552 A potato salad about potatoes - that tastes like potatoes! The magic is to use baking potatoes, fresh cooked, skin on, peeled, and diced while still warm and sprinkled with just enough red wine vinegar to enhance the potato taste. Chopped celery, sweet onion and hard boiled eggs add texture and flavor. The mayonnaise, mixed with the crumbled potato and egg yolk resuts in a creamy, dreamy salad. For the really - really best potato salad, make this an hour or two before serving, cover, let stand at room temp. - then add the mayonnaise and mix. 2 lbs baking potatoes <http://www.recipezaar.com/library/getentry.zsp?id=106> 2 tablespoons red wine vinegar 3 stalks roughly chopped celery <http://www.recipezaar.com/library/getentry.zsp?id=216> 1/2 medium sweet onion <http://www.recipezaar.com/library/getentry.zsp?id=148>, diced (vidalia) 3 hard-boiled eggs <http://www.recipezaar.com/library/getentry.zsp?id=142>, roughly chopped salt & fresh ground pepper 1 1/2 cups mayonnaise <http://www.recipezaar.com/library/getentry.zsp?id=159> Garnish Chilled lettuce leaves 2-3 hard-boiled eggs, sliced paprika 4-6 servings Boil, steam, or pressure cook potatoes until tender, drain and place on paper towels and slice in half. While still warm, peel and cut 1/2 of the potatoes into 1 1/2 inch chunks (which will crumble/break apart), sprinkle with 1 tbls of vinegar, repeat with remaining potatoes and vinegar. Add celery, onion, egg, salt, pepper and mayonnaise. To serve: Line a serving platter with lettuce leaves, add potato salad, top with egg slices and dust with paprika. -- Pat Connors, Sacramento CA http://www.connorsgenealogy.com http://www.connorsgenealogy.net

I am passing this on from the Irish Heritage Newsletter. by Cormac MacConnell March 17, 2000 Here are some hints for those of you Away Out There with Irish blood in your veins who are considering making your first trip to Ireland. This advice is primarily directed at Irish-Americans/American-Irish but in my opinion it should be helpful to first-time visitors from other shards of our Diaspora as well. Before I begin, ye know me now, so you know well that there is not a bad bone in me. Accordingly ye also know that I occasionally tuck my tongue into my cheek in this space. There may be a place or two along the way of this when my tongue will drift in that direction and I warn in advance of that. However, honestly, this advice on how to make your holiday more enjoyable all round is genuinely offered in a wholesome spirit of truly trying to assist. (1) You are genuinely welcome to a country which has always prided itself on the warmth of its welcome, especially to Our Own. There is nothing false or self-seeking about the Cead Mile Failte that you will get both at the Airports and beyond. It is in our nature to smile and greet total strangers with real pleasure and curiosity. We are a tourist country, too, and well aware of the benefits of that. Don't be afraid to respond in kind. (2) And this is especially for those of you who are Irish-American: We do not normally talk quite as loudly as you do. It is a fact. This is a relatively quiet island with only one or two real cities. Listen more than you talk for the first hour and you will find exactly the right volume for the pitch of our conversations. It is easier all round if the most of you turn down your vocal volume. (3) Look closely throughout your first day and you will see that there are not many thatched cottages any more. Neither are there many donkeys and carts, leprechauns, people using the word "Begorrah", shillelaghs, shebeens, or other such postcarded icons of what we are supposed to be. We have dramatically lurched into the new Millennium atop a new prosperity which has sharply narrowed the gap between your economic realities and ours. (4) Avoid using the phrase "The Ould Sod!" at all times. (5) Do not, for the first three days at least, announce to all and sundry that your great-grandfather was an O'Reilly who emigrated from some rural area of Cavan in the time of the Famine and your great-grandmother was an O'Sullivan from some part of West Cork. We will not remember them. In those years we exported ten million O'Reillys and O'Sullivans. Just say quietly, when asked, that you have some Irish ancestry and barely develop the information on request. Nothing terrifies us natives as much as the perennial torrent of requests of a Roots nature. There are many professional agencies that you can employ for a relatively small fee who will do this job very well indeed for you. Ideally you should contact them before you come so that you can then go directly to Bawnboy and see the ruins of the very cottage from which Wee Seamus O'Reilly emigrated all those years ago. (6) Our evenings begin between nine and ten in the evening and last for as long as possible. Try to organise both your biology and your schedule in such a way as to recognise this reality. Nothing is so sad for us as to see you going home to bed before the craic even begins. (7) Our pubs are frequently small and you tend (a) to travel in groups and (b) on average, to be physically larger than we are. It would be good to get into your chosen pub about 8.30pm in order to secure a table that will not be available much after 9.15pm (because of other tourists, frequently Orientals). Also, when selecting early seats, check with the barman that you are not appropriating the seats reserved for the Irish musicians who will begin to straggle in about 9.00pm and then you will have to move. (8) Here you pay for each round of drinks as they arrive. The tab system is not widespread. It is also better not to leave your change on the top of the bar. Put it in your pocket and don't be tempting the weak ones amongst us. We have a few of those amongst all the Saints and Scholars. (9) Don't, for God's sake, try to "do" Ireland from Cork to the Giant's Causeway in two days, sixteen hours, and ten minutes flat. You will miss everything worthwhile that way. Have an elastic schedule, especially in the West, and go with the flow of Life. Genuinely I would recommend that you stay in Galway City for at least two days and nights. And if you go to the Aran Islands do stay overnight. (10) And finally, in relation to your hired car, do fill up in the big towns because it can be very difficult indeed to find a filling station open in many rural areas after eleven in the evening. The paradox is that the supplies of petrol dry up earliest in the very places where the craic and sport tend to run richest and fullest. I might return to this matter later. In the meantime remember these first tips. And enjoy yourselves. With the kind permission from Cormac MacConnell The Irish Emigrant Ltd. http://www.emigrant.ie/cormac/1mar17.htm -- Pat Connors, Sacramento CA http://www.connorsgenealogy.com http://www.connorsgenealogy.net

http://archiver.rootsweb.com/cgi-bin/search Found this on another list, this search engine is currently being tested, over 29 million messages are indexed. -- Pat Connors, Sacramento CA, list admin http://www.connorsgenealogy.com http://www.connorsgenealogy.net

I have added to the Armagh section of my website the first half of the Armagh City Business Directory of 1888, more than 500 names. What is left, which I will get online soon, is the City of Amagh Farmers and Residents. I also updated the County Armagh Surname Registry. You can access these pages at either url below my name. -- Pat Connors, Sacramento CA http://www.connorsgenealogy.com http://www.connorsgenealogy.net

SNIPPET: Eileen McGOVERN offers her view of Ireland -- "There is a peace in Ireland. It lives amongst its people. It's the slow, easy way a hand is extended to welcome you "home." No matter you weren't born there. Your father, mother or generations beyond were. And that is good enough. Not for rural Ireland the rushing from pillar to post. No mad yearning for fancy things. Bread in the press, tea in the pot, turf on the fire. An ever-open door, and no fear to squeeze it ajar, late or not, for there is always time, to stop, to sit, to talk, about days gone by and days to come. The quiet keeping of the old ways. Holding tradition. Unquestioningly. For that is the way things always were, and please God always will be. There is a natural and rugged beauty all around to please the weary eye. No skyscrapers here to pierce the sky but the soft outline of a tiny town, a bridge across the water, a swell of mountain peaks. A sleepy dog warms his belly on the road. He dozes, but doesn! 't dream of danger where he lies, for all that pass him will harm him not, they know he is there. Soft berries in the hedges swell, a childish hand may pull at one or two. Or maybe a soul who walked this way many years ago as that child now visits from a concrete city far away and feels the same thrill at finding that fruit. They as mothers and fathers now will press upon their children all the things that used to be. So simple, unmarred and pure. They try to paint a picture. And true to say the second generation share their love of their land and try so hard to see it as it was back then. No rattle of TV or buzz of telephone or watching of the loudly ticking clock is here. T'will get done when time is right, without worry or tightening of the heart. A spirit lives on, long after a family moves on to do "better" things. But so many return, and see, with eyes anew in the twilight of their lives, what they always had but could not see. Such a well-kept secret, this beauty is. And a heady drink to sip at for those, like me who know the speed of city life. My children too will know these things, I will make it my task to teach them. We must not let beauty go or change. Dear Ireland, a haven, a way of life which eludes so many. I dream of you on winter nights. You share that same moon and stars but are a million miles away. I wish I was there. I walk the roads and pass each house. I smell the air and hear the silence. And dream and dream of all that is you until I stand, feeling your peace, on your sacred land." -- Eileen McGovern

FYI -- Per a year 2000 issue of "Irish Roots" magazine (pub. Cork), a gentleman by the name of Mr. Anthony DALY, whose address at that time was 30 Gledswood Park, Clonskeagh, Dublin 14, Ireland, was in the process of compiling an extensive database which included 1901 and 1911 census returns for Ireland containing approximately 1,700 serving Coastguards plus family member detail. He had also traced from Church of Ireland records dating from between 1820 and 1916 over 3,000 baptisms of children of Coastguard and Preventive Water Guard families. Directories from the years 1835 to 1916 had also listed names of Officers in charge at many of the stations. Mr. Daly shared that comprehensive Royal Navy records are held at the Public Records Office (PRO) at Kew, in London, and that his data collection is more local in origin. At that time (2000) Mr. Daly was offering to check out requested names against his data on receipt of a self-addressed envelope accompanied by an international reply coupon (IRC) from your local postoffice. Mr. Daly also said that he had present-day photographs of many of the former coastguard stations. He had received quite a few enquiries in relation to his database from researchers in the UK, Canada and Australia. It is possible he may still be involved in that project and accepting requests for information. Perhaps he has a website on the Internet??? Maybe a Google search? An example from the database: Year 1901 - Station: Greystones: County Wicklow Name - Rank - Religion - Age - Prev. Occupation - Marital Status - Where Born 1. Robert E. LIPTON, Chf Btn, RC, 43, Printer, M, England 2. William QUINLAN, Comm Btn, RC, 45, Blacksmith, M, Alderney 3. William BATES, Comm Btn, C of I, 43, Blacksmith, M, England 4. William COOPEY, Boatman, C of I, 40, Collier, M, England 5. William J. GIDLEY, Boatman, Method., 41, Labourer, M, England 6. J. C. LORD, Boatman, Brethern, 34, Silversmith, M, England 7 George HUMBER, Boatman, C of I, 33, Page, M, England 8. Henry GUMBRELL, Boatman, C of I, 30, Labourer, M, England Name - Relation to Officer - Religion - Age - Occupation - Marital Status - Where Born Annie LIPTON, Wife, RC, 41, M, Malta Louise LIPTON, Dau, RC, 20, Housemaid, NM, Malta Mary Ann LIPTON, Dau, RC, 18, Housemaid, NM, Malta William H. LIPTON, Son, RC, 16, Messngr boy, NM, Co. Antrim Rosey J. LIPTON, Dau, RC, 14, Scholar, NM, Co. Antrim Amy E. LIPTON, Dau, RC, 11, Scholar, NM, Co. Dublin Robert E. LIPTON, Son, RC, 9, Scholar, NM, Dublin John J. LIPTON, Son, RC, 7, Scholar, NM, Dublin Frederick LIPTON, Son, RC, 3, NM, Co. Down Patrick A. LIPTON, Son, RC, 1, NM, Co. Down Annie QUINLAN, Wife, RC, 36, M, Portrane Francis DEVINE Jnr, Nephew, RC, 14, Scholar, NM, Portland, ME, USA Laura BATES, Wife, C of I, 42, M, England Gisset BATES, Dau, C of I, 15, Scholar, NM, England Nelli BATES, Dau, C of I, 11, Scholar, NM, Co. Cork Lillie BATES, Dau, C of I, 11, Scholar, NM, Co. Cork Ernest BATES, Son, C of I, 10, Scholar, NM, Co. Cork Harry BATES, Son, C of I, 9, Scholar, NM, Co. Cork Reginald BATES, Son, C of I, 7, Scholar , NM, Co. Cork Frederick BATES, Son, C of I, 4, Scholar, NM, Co. Cork Harriett COOPEY, Wife, C of I, 38, M, England Kate COOPEY, Dau, C of I, 12, Scholar, NM, England Sarah GIDLEY, Wife, Method., 44, M, England Frederick GIDLEY, Son, Method., 16, Tlgph. Msgr., NM, England Alice Rhonda GIDLEY, Dau, Method, 7, scholar, NM, England Nellie LORD, Wife, C of E, 29, M, England Harry LORD, C of E, 9, Scholar, NM, England Minnie HUMBER, Wife C of E, 35, Laundress, M, England Ellen GUMBRELL, Wife, C of I, 33, M, England Nellie GUMBRELL, Dau, C of I, 8, Scholar, NM, England Harry GUMBRELL, Son, C of I, 6, Scholar, NM, England The Coastguard in the southern part of Ireland was disbanded in 1922. Recently a new Coastguard service has been established by the Irish Government.

for the Tullomoy Civil Parish of County Leix/Laois/Queens, has been added to the County Leix section of my website, url below my name. -- Pat Connors, Sacramento CA http://www.connorsgenealogy.com http://www.connorsgenealogy.net

SNIPPET: A great Liverpool heroine from the Vauxhall area was Kitty Wilkinson. Born in 1786 Catherine Seaward from Derry, Kitty took the Irish ferry with her poor parents to move to a better life in Liverpool. During the crossing the ship struck rocks and her father and sister both drowned. She and her mother struggled to survive and at age ten had her first job as a sort of young companion to an old lady. At age twelve she moved to Caton, near Lancaster, to work in a mill. Later Kitty married but shortly after her second child was born her sailor husband drowned and she was left to care for her young family and her blind and insane mother. Kitty was a very helpful and hospitable person, she took in homeless families and neighbours. On the death of her mother she moved back to Liverpool finding that the housing conditions were appauling - dirty, damp, cramped rooms plagued with disease. She took in washing to help make ends meet. She soon married Tom Wilkinson, who she knew from her Caton days, who was also a hospitable person. In 1832 Kitty risked her own life to care for the sick and dying during the cholera epidemic. The only wash boiler in the street was in her scullery and she let her neighbours use it to wash affected clothes and bed-linen. Later she fitted out her cellar as a wash-house and disinfecting room for the clothes from both the infected and non-infected homes. She managed her washhouse well and non of her workers became infected. The idea of a public wash-house had been born. She also took in twenty homeless orphaned children and taught that cleanliness was the main weapon against disease. Kitty promoted the washhouse concept and the first ever council run 'Public Baths and Wash-house' opened in Frederick Street, Liverpool in 1842. Kitty and her husband, Thomas were appointed as its first superintendents. People came from many parts of the UK, Europe and the States to have a look at the Washhouse that Liverpool built. A photo of Kitty hung in most washhouses in England and is still admired today. The Vauxhall area gave shelter to 300,000 people, victims of the famine in Ireland during the years 1845-49. With grateful thanks to Mike Kelly (Vauxhall History & Heritage Group) and Ron Formby at Scottie Press - The Community Newspaper for Liverpool Vauxhall The Life and Times of Kitty Wilkinson by Mike Kelly This is the story of a remarkable woman who fought poverty and adversity to become a legend in her time. Living in a poor part of Liverpool plagued by disease particularly cholera, she disregarded her own safety to care for the sick and dying, to take in homeless children and to teach that cleanliness was the main weapon against disease, turning her own home into a wash-house for her neighbours' benefit. Kitty was honoured by the city of Liverpool and by Queen Victoria, and in Liverpool Cathedral there is a window depicting this remarkable woman. Price: £7.00 Check out the excellent website at: www.vauxhallsociety.org.uk/Liverpool.html

SNIPPET: John TYNDALL, born in Leighlinbridge, Co. Carlow on 2 August 1820, was one of the great scientific minds of all time. It is possible that the Irish and very Victorian scientist is forgotten by modern science for the very reason he was a dreamer and poet. Modern scientists do not take kindly to research presented in poetic language. His own native Ireland ignored him because he was considered an English scientist, but had he not been an Irishman there is little doubt he would have been knighted. Some of his inventions were a safe miners' lamp, powerful lighthouse beacon, and the first practical gas mask responsible for saving the lives of many thousands of miners, sailors and common labourers. If he had accomplished nothing more than invent such useful life-savers his name should be held in great esteem, but his science went much deeper and was far more profound than the science historians are willing to admit, per author Philip S. CALLAHAN in the July-August ! 1984 issue of "Ireland of the Welcomes" magazine published in Dublin. John TYNDALL was directly descended from a group of Gloucestershire farmers who crossed the Irish Sea in the 17th century. His parents, although apparently well educated, were poor. His mother was disinherited for marrying against her father's wishes. His father was a sergeant in the Royal Irish Constabulary, and an Orangeman by inclination, although the senior TYNDALL certainly was not a religious bigot. He sent his son John to school under the tutelage of a Catholic who can best be described as a hedge schoolmaster. It was a pay school, a luxury that John TYNDALL senior could ill afford. Master CONWILL was known over the entire countryside for his scholarship and teaching ability. He imparted to his students a basic foundation in English and mathematics as well as surveying, the latter being indispensable for young John whose interests were to lead him into the physical sciences. TYNDALL studied under CONWILL until his 17th birthday, a far older age than most count! ry lads. In retrospect, it seems likely that John was an assistant schoolmaster during the latter two years at Ballinbranagh schoolhouse, a one-room school still standing in 1984 about five miles from Leighlinbridge near the crossroads of Ballinbranagh. He joined the Ordnance Survey as a Civil Servant on 1 April 1839. For a short time he surveyed in Carlow county close to his home, but in 1840 he was transferred to Youghal in Co. Cork. In 1842 he was transferred by the Ordnance Survey to Preston, England. He never returned to Ireland except for short visits home. In Preston he joined the Chartist labour movement led by immigrants from Ireland. His articles to the 'Liverpool Mercury' were outspoken and exposed the injustices to the lower working classes, Irish and English alike. Since the Civil Service could ill afford to be politicised by his strong position concerning labour he was fired and he returned to Carlow to rethink his future. The TYNDALLs were Quakers and the brilliant young scholar joined the staff at Queenwood College, a progressive Quaker school in Hampshire, England. Here TYNDALL and his closest friend the chemist Edward FRANKLAND built the first practical science labortory in England. In 1848 he left Queenwood to work on a Ph.D. at Marbury University in Germany, and completed a mathematical dissertation in the remarkable time of two years. While there he came under the influence of German chemist Robert BUNSEN, who invented the famous Bunsen burner, even today a basic instrument of every chemistry laboratory. John's experience with Professor BUNSEN led him into his later work with heat and infra-red radiation. By June 1851 TYNDALL had returned to England and made many influential scientific friends. He was nonetheless defeated in attempts to gain a lectureship to Cork and Galway Universities. Had he succeeded he might have spent the remainder of his life in his native land. As fa! te would have it he was chosen to present a lecture at the Royal Institute (The Royal Society). His outstand lecture impressed Michael FARADY, the great electrical scientist and secretary of the Royal Institution. TYNDALL was soon elected Professor of Natural Philosophy at the great Institute. They were to remain friends and co-workers and when the older FARADAY died TYNDALL succeeded his friend as Secretary of the Royal Institute. The rest of his life was spent managing and conducting experiments within those walls. John TYNDALL was the first to demonstrate that a beam of visible light is not discernible in air if the small particles of dust, pollen, etc., are cleansed from the path of the light beam. He explained that light is scattered from the minute particles in all directions and that the frequency and wavelength (colour) of light depends on the angle at which the light strikes the different shaped particles - in somewhat the same that rainbow colours are diffracted from the surface of a prism. He further explained that the blue sky is a similar phenomenon in which the colour blue, from the sunlight, is scattered from small particles in the atmosphere between the atmosphere and the sky. As the angle changes, the sun rises or sets, the colour shifts to longer wavelengths - the red hue of sunrise and sunset. Later Lord RAYLEIGH (James STRUIT) extended TYNDALL's scatter theories, as applied to dust particles, to a mathematical explanation of how molecular particles, the gases in o! ur atmosphere, scatter visible and infra-red radiations. TYNDALL invented the first practical infra-red spectrophotometer. Not only is TYNDALL's name invisible in the science history books, but his most profound discoveries involved invisible radiations. He was also an original researcher in the physics of sound, and biological sciences. Sensilla on the antennae of moths and other insects resonate to invisible infra-red emissions of scent molecules in the air. It was TYNDALL who first detected and measured such emissions scientifically. It was TYNDALL who first discovered the process of killing bacteria in milk. PASTEUR merely passed along his discovery to mankind. TYNDALL described the action of the fungus penicillum on bacteria over a century before Sir Alexander FLEMING re-discovered the antibiotic. John was also a master mountaineer, and was the first person to climb several peaks in the Alps. He reached to within a few hundred feet of the top of the famed Matterhorn the year before WHYMPER succeeded in the difficult climb. He was thus one of the pioneers in modern mountain climbin! g techniques.

I have added both the the Kilkenny section of my website for the Tullamaine Civil Parish. -- Pat Connors, Sacramento CA http://www.connorsgenealogy.com http://www.connorsgenealogy.net

Did you know there is now a central place at Rootsweb where you can manage all your accounts with Rootsweb? Your mailing lists (can even unsubscribe from there), WorldConnect, any Rootsweb websites, and more. It is new and still undergoing corrections but you can use it now. You will find it at: https://myaccount.rootsweb.com/ -- Pat Connors, Sacramento CA, list admin http://www.connorsgenealogy.com http://www.connorsgenealogy.net

LIMITS So high in their leafy silence over Kells, over Durrow, as the Vikings raged south -- the old monks made the alphabet wild: they dipped iron into azure and indigo: they gave strange wings to their o's and e's: their vowels clung on with talons and the thin ribbed wolves that had gone north left their frozen winters and were lured back to their consonants. -- Ms. Eavan Boland (b. Dublin 1944) - apparently pertaining to the fanciful, highly decorated lettering on ancient books.

For anyone who is looking for ancestors in East Mayo this site is very good and is being updated regularly with new records http://www.eastmayo.org/ Gill North Wales

Thanks to the Irish Newsletter, Atwater's Irish Stew Yield: Serves 10 to 12 Ingredients: salt and pepper 5 pounds leg of lamb (trimmed and cubed) 1 pound pearl onions (peeled) 3 leeks 1 pound red bliss potatoes, 1/2 inch dice 7 cloves of garlic, peeled and crushed 1/2 cup all-purpose flour 4 sprigs fresh rosemary 4 sprigs fresh sage 1 gallon of chicken stock 12 ounces Guinness or other thick stout 2 cups cooked barley 1 pint half-and-half (optional) Season and brown lamb on all sides in hot pan. Roast vegetables in 450-degree oven until slightly brown and remove. Stir in flour with the vegetables and put back in the oven for 5 minutes. Remove vegetables from oven and stir in meat. Add herb sprigs and add enough stock and the beer to cover meat and vegetables by 1/2 inch. Reduce oven temperature to 325 degrees and place stew lightly covered with parchment paper or foil in oven for 2 hours. Remove from oven, stir in barley, half-and-half (optional) and season to taste. Per serving (1/12 of stew): 630 calories; 45 grams protein; 31 grams fat; 14 grams saturated fat; 38 grams carbohydrate; 2 grams fiber; 151 milligrams cholesterol; 575 milligrams sodium Atwater's Bakery Soup Bar -- Pat Connors, Sacramento CA http://www.connorsgenealogy.com http://www.connorsgenealogy.net

I have added the following databases to my website in the past month: County Limerick: Effin Civil Parish Tithe Applotments, 1828 County Tipperary: Templederry RC Parish Baptisms Emly Civil Parish Tithe Applotments Borrisoleigh RC Parish Baptisms Borrisoleigh RC Parish Baptisms for surnames beginning with B Borrisoleigh RC Parish Baptisms for surnames of Connors Borrisoleigh RC Parish Baptisms for surnames beginning with D Borrisoleigh RC Parish Baptisms for surnames beginning with F Borrisoleigh RC Parish Baptisms for surnames beginning with G Templebredon Civil Parish Griffith's Valuation Kilcornan Civil Parish Griffith's Valuation You can access them from both of the URLs below my name. -- Pat Connors, Sacramento CA http://www.connorsgenealogy.com http://www.connorsgenealogy.net

POSTSCRIPT And some time make the time to drive out west Into County Clare, along the Flaggy Shore, In September or October, when the wind And the light are working off each other So that the ocean on one side is wild With foam and glitter, and inland among stones The surface of a slate-grey lake is lit By the earthed lightning of a flock of swans, Their feathers roughed and ruffling, white on white, Their fully grown headstrong-looking heads Tucked or cresting or busy underwater. Useless to think you'll park and capture it More thoroughly. You are neither here nor there, A hurry through which known and strange things pass As big soft buffetings come at the car sideways And catch the heart off guard and blow it open. -- Seamus HEANEY

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SNIPPET: The port of Dublin is where the Liffey joins the Irish Sea. Dubliners consider it "their" river, and relate to it as Londoners relate to the Thames and Parisians to the Seine. But in fact, the river belongs much more to Co. Wicklow - where it rises high on the heathery slopes of the Wicklow mountains, a little trickle emerging from a peaty black pool just 10 miles from the sea, and turns its back to the sea, faces inland and sets out on a wandering 80-mile journey through three counties before becoming the calm and stately river of Dublin - and to Co. Kildare, where it spends most of its life before finally joining the sea in Dublin Bay. James JOYCE, a Dubliner, made the river the idea and subject and heroine of his surrealistic masterpiece, "Finnegan's Wake." Well over a thousand years ago a handful of Viking sea-rovers came to plunder and, as they say, stayed to trade. They built themselves a settlement on the hill where Christ Church Cathedral now stands, above the wide and muddy river banks where their longships would nuzzle their anchor-chains or lie beached at low tide. That settlement owes its very existence to the Liffey. Fairly near to Dublin, several great houses along the course of the Liffey were built by the Anglo-Norman and Anglo-Irish landed gentry in the 18th century on the fertile limestone plain of Kildare. Tim M. HEALY (1855-1931), first Governor General of the Irish Free State, and a natural cynic, stated - "No city neglects its river as Dublin does. There is not a pleasure-boat on the Liffey from Butt Bridge to Lucan. If the river and town were in England there would be water-gardens and boat-houses and people delighting themselves in the lovely amenities of the water. And drowning themselves." First speaker, Oliver St. John GOGARTY, who wrote his autobiography, "As I Was Going Down Sackville Street," had reason to value the Liffey. On a bitter winter's night in 1923, GOGARTY was kidnapped by the I.R.A. and taken to a house near Islandbridge where he was to be held as a hostage. He escaped in the middle of the night by jumping into the Liffey in the darkness, and made his way half-frozen to the police barracks in Phoenix Park. As a mark of gratitude for his escape he resolved to present two swans to the Liffey, and this was done with due ceremony on March 24, 1924, after a champagne lunch in the Shelbourne. There is a famous photograph of GOGARTY on the banks of the river with the empty box in his hands, accompanied by a group which included the President of the Irish Free State, Mr. W. T. COSGRAVE, Mrs. GOGARTY, poet William Butler YEATS, and Colonel J. O'REILLY, Mr. COSGRAVE's aide-de-camp. Apparently the swans didn't come willingly out of their container, and wh! en they were finally persuaded to do so with a good kick to the box, they took off at top speed up river. The tranquil swans in the background of the photo are pretty obviously introduced by an artist's hand. Folklore has it that there were no swans on the Liffey up to then. There are plenty now and Dubliners have learned to appreciate and enjoy their river since then. Sails and row-boats bob around the mouth of the Liffey, cleverly managing to avoid the shipping lanes. -- "Excerpt, Dublin's "Ireland of the Welcomes" magazine Sept-Oct 1988 (contains article and above photo).

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