The importance attached to the manner and place of burial by the peasantry is almost incredible; it is always a matter of consideration and often of dispute whether the deceased shall be buried with his or her “own people.”
[9] A peculiar class of beggars resembling the Gaberlunzie man of Scotland.
[10] Inch—low meadow ground near a river.
[11] A ford of the river Funcheon (the Fanchin of Spenser,) on the road leading from Fermoy to Araglin.
[12] i. e. “In the time of a crack of a whip,” he took off his shoes and stockings.
[13] About two hundred yards off the Dublin mail-coach road, nearly mid-way between Kilworth and Fermoy.
[14] “Kilmallock seemed to me like the court of the Queen of Silence.”—O’Keefe’s Recollections.
“Nulla manus,
Tam liberalis
Atque generalis
Atque universalis
Quam Sullivanis.”
[16] In the county of Galway.