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shore, under Boss Castle, up Vnownst to her father, the Black Baron, 

 and she nursed him there till he died. Then it was that the Black 

 Baron knew of his daughter's love for the rebel officer, and he felt great 

 grief to see how she pined and sickened at the loss of her lover. To 

 gcatifj her wishes, and in some way lessen her great affliction, he 

 all:— ri her :: h:ve the b:dy of her lover buried on the top of* the 

 mound where you see the eross, just in sight of her own window in the 

 castle. Not long after Lady Nugent died of grief, and her last request 

 was that she should be buried in the same grave with h im whom she 

 Lai s: ten derly Iwea. s: that in death a: leas: they might be united; 

 and that is why the cross is placed over the Minstrel's Grave. 2sow, 

 Sir, I must tell you about the Black Baron, and how he died. He was 

 a great tyrant, and a wicked man, and he had all the law of the country 

 t: himself': — hatem-i he lihei shetdd he dene, and there was no one to 

 eheek him or punish him. He used to hang the poor people for 

 nothing, if he thought they vexed him. One day, when he rode into 

 the village :: Finnea,* he passed the cottage of a poor woman, and he- 

 heard her crying and moaning, and he asked what ailed her ? She told 

 him that a beggarman from Connaught had asked her for a piece of the 

 wheaten cake which she had been baking at the fire ; and when she 

 r erased him, he took the half of it by force, and had gone away. The 

 Eat: at. having hattaei the aes:iTr.d:n tf the man and the read he had 

 taken, set spurs to his horse, and soon overtook him, when he at once 

 had him hanged :at the nearest tree. "Well. Sir, this poor man had two 

 "tt -.there, letter tat than himself: an d when they heard ex how the Black 

 Baron had murdered their brother, they determined to revenge them- 

 sedes. and arranged the following plan of carrying it into execution : — . 

 Ztna: heard that the Blath Bar tat w:ie a lane red dealt, and 



rode a white horse, they waited for a fair day at Finnea; and having 

 armed themselves with, a pistol, and procured a fresh horse's skin, they 

 went to the fair ; as they were passing np the street, they heard great 

 latraentatrtm an annate near hand: and. having entered it, they found a 

 woman in tears, and greatly distressed. ' What ails you, my good 

 woman,' said one of the brothers ; ' why are yon crying so bitterly ? 

 4 Oh. snare, and is not the Black Baron going to hang my husband, 

 because he is not pleased with the way the poor man shod one of his 

 h t rset that an t irring ; and has he not sent off for some of his murdering 

 people to come here and make me a widow '?' ' Whisht your crying, 

 my poor woman,' said the brothers, ' there will nothing happen to your 

 hnsl and : dt-t ede nt a dradlr t: mailt, as the day is warm, and keep 

 up your heart' The woman gave the boys a bowl of cream, and they 

 left the house ; they then took the road to Boss Castle, and, sure 

 enough, they = ; :n saw the red cloak and white horse of the Baron, who 



* iz ih. *• z :rr M_..v:.r;" is "written (at 3330) Ftodh-an-atha, " Wood of tbe 



Ford." In the early Taxations it is called Fatter an. 



