On an Irish jaunting-car through Donegal and Connemara . ument in thegraveyard. When the relatives possessedmeans these memorials became quite im-posing, bearing carved statuary and hav-ing a short history of the dead inscribedon them, winding up with a formula in-voking a blessing on the souls of the de-parted. We left the car to inspect a longrow of these stones fronting on the mainroad from Kilronan to Dun Aengus. Thequaint things said in praise of the deadwere quite interesting. Many of the natives on Thursday andFriday in Holy Week still make a pil-grimage round Aranmore, a distance oftwe
On an Irish jaunting-car through Donegal and Connemara . ument in thegraveyard. When the relatives possessedmeans these memorials became quite im-posing, bearing carved statuary and hav-ing a short history of the dead inscribedon them, winding up with a formula in-voking a blessing on the souls of the de-parted. We left the car to inspect a longrow of these stones fronting on the mainroad from Kilronan to Dun Aengus. Thequaint things said in praise of the deadwere quite interesting. Many of the natives on Thursday andFriday in Holy Week still make a pil-grimage round Aranmore, a distance oftwenty miles, performing religious ex-ercises at each church in the circuit. The OBriens were lords of Aran froman early period, but were driven out bythe OFlaherties of Iar Connaught, whoin turn were driven out by the Englishin 1587. In 1651, the Marquis of Clan-ricarde fortified the Castle of Arkyn, thestronghold of the OBriens, which heldout against the Parliamentary army formore than a year after the surrender ofGalway; but on the occupation of the114. ARAN ISLANDS island, the soldiers of Cromwell demol-ished the great church of St. Enda tofurnish materials for the repair of a strongfort. On the surrender of Galway in 1691Aran was garrisoned, and remained sofor many years. Aran gives the title ofEarl to the Gore family. At his home we met Father Farragher,a genial gentleman and the parish priestof Kilronan, and he gave us a great dealof interesting information concerning thehistory of and life on these islands, whichare historic to a degree rarely met with, andwith which he was thoroughly returned late in the evening by steamerto Galway. When going to bed at the hotel, I sum-moned our comic boots/ and directedhim to call No. 41 at six oclock. Theboots wrote the call on his slate, andthen sat down with a puzzled expressionon his face. Noticing this, I inspectedthe slate and found that the inscriptionread: Call 46 at I. He excused hisblunder by saying: Shure, you Yan
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