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James “Jim the Weaver” Walsh (1870- c. 1960) of Glenmore Village: Looking Back
Sixty-one years ago today an article appeared in the Kilkenny People entitled “Glenmore Man Looks Back” written by Peter Roughhan. This 1959 article is packed full of interesting details and names of Glenmore people including early football players and brick makers. Special thanks to Glenmore-History.com reader Kelvin Johnson Treacy who found the article and sent it on so we could share it. At the end of the article information that Danny Dowling collected over the years concerning the Weaver Walsh family is provided.
GLENMORE MAN LOOKS BACK—Often it makes me wonder if one old custom, or pastime, if you like to call it, is dead and gone in the country, for you never hear anyone using the word “cuardeact” now at all, and you scarcely ever hear anyone saying in the heel of the evening, “I’m going ‘cuardeact’ for an hour or two.” Well, I know one place around here where you needn’t wait for the heel of the evening to go and have a chat; you need only ramble into Jim Walsh’s beyond in Glenmore any time of the day and you can sit and listen to Jim ‘until the cows come home, and the last thing he’ll tell you is “don’t be long before you come again.”
When I first heard about Jim Walsh and where I could find him, it put me in mind of the story we used to hear about the lad who was going to New York to a sister of his, and his mother kept reminding of where she lived, “in the first house on the left as you go in,” Well, that’s where I happened to find Jim over in Glenmore — in the first house on the left as I went in! Honest to Goodness, I thought I went to the wrong house for I never expected him to have his coat off, and his sleeves rolled up, chopping up a skeagh tree for firing.
“Hold on a minute ’till I put this hatchet away, I don’t like leaving sharp tools lying about the place, and we’ll sit up in the haggard and have a nice quiet chat for ourselves.” And upon my word, a nice quiet chat it was. I could sit and listen to him all day, and so could anyone that’s fond of a bit of ” cuardeact.” Well, now, no one can tell a fellow’s life story better than himself, but Jim Walsh caps ’em all, for his memory can nearly take him back to the day he was born, and that was November 21, 1870.
“Aye, please God, I’ll be 89 on my next birthday, and there’s plenty of work in me yet.” And, I couldn’t say “no” to that, for he looks as fresh and healthy as a lad half his age, and still able to shave himself. “I worked hard ever since I was a lad,” says he to me, “and thank God, I never had much sickness in my life. Now would you believe it, I was born in this house where I’m living, and my father lived in the same house since he was a lad. God be good to him, Pat Walsh, he was one of the old Glenmore weavers, and my mother was Mary Haberlin of Rochestown, her father was Johnnie Haberlin, the blacksmith.”
MASTER CURRAN
IT was a Father Edward Walsh that baptised me, and Johnnie Cody and Bridget Hanrahan from the village here who stood for me. God be good to them all, sure they’re dead years and years. And so is my old schoolmaster — Master Curran — a great man to handle children, and he turned out some great scholars in the village here.”
Like a lot of the lads in Jim’s young days, he left school early. ” Aye,” says he, ” I was only nine when I had to turn out to work, and the first job I ever got was over at Denis Maher’s of Ballyvarring, I was put minding cows for a bob a week. I was living over there at the farm, and they looked after me in great style. We had plenty of good, wholesome food to eat, oaten stirabout for breakfast, no tea in those days at all, spuds and bacon for our dinner, but Friday was a devil of a day, we used to get red herrings, and then we got spuds and plenty butter, and new milk in the evening”
“I stayed there for about two years, and I can remember the boss going into Waterford one day and bringing me back a pair of boots. Sure I never wore a boot in my life ’till then, always went barefooted, and when I got them on my feet, I couldn’t walk at all in them. I used to come home every Saturday night with my bob to my mother, and as soon as I got out on the road with the new boots on I took ’em off and slung ’em around my neck and trotted the whole of the five miles home. If I kept the boots on, I wouldn’t be home yet!
They nearly made a cripple of me. I got used to ’em, but it took a long time, they were like ton weights on my feet.”
When Jim said good-bye to cowminding, he took to brickmaking in the brickyard beyond at Pill. “My father was working there” says he to me, “and he managed to get me a job over there with him. The bricks were baked in what we called clamps, and there were ten arches in each clamp, and anything between three and four thousand bricks in an arch. We used to set the fires with about five hundredweight of Welsh coal, and a bed of furze, get that going in the evening after sealing up the clamp with blue mud, and then we had to look after the fires all-night until about four in the morning. We’d draw the bricks our about dinner time, and then the whole gamut had to start again.”
MADE BY HAND
“All the bricks were made by hand. We used what they called a breastboard, and ’twas a good lad who could make about twenty bricks in half an hour. Oh, there was a great gang of lads working down there at Pill in my Days, I can remember the most of ’em; Dick Rockett of Slieverue; Dan Cody of Carrickcroney; Tom and Bill Forristal of Ballyverneen; Robin Irish of Ballinalammy; Dick Hennessey of Moulerstown; George Young; Paddy Doherty; Ned and Mick Phelan of Bigwood; Pat Murphy of Killivory, and Mickey Power of Carrickcroney.”
“I couldn’t say which of ’em dug up a full branch of deer’s antlers down below in the clay pit one day, and another of the lads came across a boar’s tusk about half-a-foot long. You’d never know what you might dig up in old places like that, but we never came across any gold at all.”
“The wages in those days making bricks wasn’t too bad. On piecework a good lad could earn about thirty shillings, but you had to keep hard at it all day to earn that. It used to be a long day working from seven in the morn ’till six in the evening, still, we were all happy down there. At dinnertime we used to have many a great hunt doing tricks and giving out riddles to good eight miles from here each other. My father was a great hand at some of the questions. I remember one day, some lad asked him how many pounds in a million farthings, and he gave him the right answer in less than no time.” Jim’s memory, of course, couldn’t go back to the time in Glenmore when the weaving was done there, but he was able to tell me a lot about what he used to hear from his father who worked at the trade. They spun for blankets and sheets in the ould days, and right opposite his door he pointed out to me the spot where the old weaving sheds stood. All the spinning of flax was done there, even for bags and sacks of all sizes.”
“This village was a lively spot in my young days,” he told me, ” we had a couple of tailors working here, and one or two shoemakers as well, there was a lot of firkin making in the village too. I often walked to the sally bogs in Kilfane to cut sallies, and the firkins were made in Furlong’s yard, but that trade is gone out now, you never hear of ’em using a butter firkin now at all.”
“I often walked from here to Coolroe bogs with my father to foot sod turf. We thought nothing of walking nine or ten miles to work then, but when I was over in England at the time of the first war, I thought I was in heaven when I used to get on a bus or a tram to go to work. Aye, I remember the time I was in a shell factory in Sheffield, and we earned great money there too. But I must tell you a good story about that factory. ‘Twas in winter time, and we couldn’t stir for snow, ’twas about four feet thick on the roads, and this Saturday night I couldn’t get back to my lodgings, so I went into a pub, and had a couple of hours there with the boys, back into the factory with me, and got into one of the furnaces where I was nice and warm. They used to let the furnaces cool down every Saturday. ‘Twas the luck of God that I had my billycan with me that night. I woke up the next morn, and I was just after stepping out of the furnace when who should walk up behind me but one of the bosses.” “Now then, Walsh,” says he to me, “what are you doing in there?” “Oh, I was only climbing jn to get my billycan out, I left it in there last night when I was finished working,” says I to him, and he believed me. “If it wasn’t for that billycan. I’d be sacked on the spot. In any case, I didn’t stay long in Sheffield after that, I went to Birmingham, and had a grand job helping a couple of fitters for a few months, I got tired of England and came back home, and got a job on the Co. Council.”
STONE-BREAKING
Well, Jim’s time on the ‘ county’ must have been nearly half his lifetime — a good forty years or so. “You know Jim Robinson, don’t you,” says he to me, “well, the man who had his job then as road surveyor was a man named Bowers, and ’twas he set me on first, and put me stonebreaking over on the side of the road near Carriganurra for fourteen bob a week. I was on that job for a long time, and then I was sent over to the quarries in Christendom to work. I used to walk there, and back every day a good eight miles from here. I went scraping the roads over at The Rower as well, and that was a good ten miles. I did every kind of a job on the roads, cleaning out ditches, cutting gullies, and the last bit of work I did on the ‘county’ was to clean out a drain beyond at the Skough bridge, and I was eighty-one years and one month then. That’s nearly nine years ago, and I had to retire then, even though I was still able to do a good day’s work. I saw some great times on the ‘ county,’ but I can tell you ’twas a devil during the last war to be out on the roads all day without a smoke of a pipe, but, I made my own tobacco, Peter, I used to dry the skin, of a furze bush, and fill my pipe with that, and I didn’t feel so bad at all, I had something to pull at anyway.”
In Jim’s spotless little kitchen he showed me a few old heirlooms, which he thought the world of. “Just look at that clock” he says to me, “do you know that ’tis hanging there for the last seventy years, and ’tis one of the first two clocks — eight-day ones — that came into Glenmore, and before my father bought that clock, he had a wall-wagger that he bought from a travelling German watchmaker for four shillings. There’s a dresser there and as ould as I am, I never remember it to be made, for ’tis over a 100 years ‘ould, and that glass press was made before I was born by a man named Sullivan over in Kearney Bay.” I couldn’t make anything like a good guess at the age of a three-legged skillet, that Jim thought the world of. Honestly, it could either be 40 or 4,000 years old. You don’t see many skillets now, butJim’s is still in good condition. Well, no chat with an old Glenmore man would ever finish without something said about football, and Jim’s not the only one who likes to rake up all the great men who used to kick for the village years ago.
We had some of the best in the country here in Glenmore,” he told me, “lads like Dick Delahunty of Aylwardstown; Ned Hartley of Weatherstown; Ned Roche of Coolnaleen; Jack Morrissey of Aylwardstown; Jack Grant of Ballinahara; Peter Flannery of Ballyhobuck; Jack Power of Robinstown; Andy Freyne of Kilbride; the two Briens from Carriganurra, John and Tom; Dick and Larry Curran from The Rower, they were sons, of old schoolmaster Curran, two great men no doubt, and two powerful lads, Pat and Dick Reddy from Kilbride. I was about 17 or 18 years of age when I saw them play in a match over in Ross, and they fisted the ball from one goal to the other. It never touched the ground, and nearly everyone of them had a clout at it, and then they scored! Sure the men in those days would walk ten or twelve miles on a Sunday to kick a football, and walk it back home again, and think nothing of it, and be up the morn after at cock-crow to do a hard day’s work. But the lads today don’t eat oaten porridge that we used to be reared on. ‘Tis all tea today, but, still, Peter, we’ll have a cup before you go,” and we did, and a good cup it was.
Well, before I leave Jim Walsh, I must say that he is one of the most interesting chaps you could have a chat with, God bless him, he is wonderful for his eighty-nine years, as happy as the day is long, and sure, we all wish him many more long years with us. God be with you, Jim, and ’twas great to sit above in your haggard, and listen to you talking about ould times.
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Thanks to the details in the article it was easy to locate the birth records for Jim Walsh. James Walsh was born on the 21st of November 1870 the son of Patrick Walsh, weaver, of Graiguenakill and Mary Walsh née Haberlin. He was baptized at Glenmore and his Godparents were John Cody & Bridget Hanrahan. He was the second son and one of six siblings (two boys and four girls).
His parents were married on the 16th of February 1863 at Glenmore. Witnesses to the marriage were Michael Walsh and Catherine Bolger. Mary Habberlan (sic) was baptized on the 25th of July 1845 at Rochestown and was the daughter of John Habberlan (sic) and Margaret Mackey. No birth cert could be located in the Glenmore Parish records for Patrick Walsh. According to Danny Dowling, Patrick’s father, Old Jack “the Weaver” Walsh came from the Campile are of Co. Wexford to work in Gaffney’s linen mill. The birth of Patrick’s children reveals that he worked as a weaver and sometimes as a labourer.
The known children of Paddy “The Weaver” Walsh and his wife Mary Walsh née Haberlin include:
[1] Anastatia Walsh was born on the 4th of December 1863. Godparents: Martin Kelly & Ellen Bulger. [2] Alice “Ally” Walsh was born and baptized on the 20th of July 1866. Godparents: James Kelly & Bridget Ennett. The child’s grandfather, John Walsh of Gregnakill (sic) registered this birth. The father’s occupation was listed as weaver. [3] John Walsh was born on the 30th of April 1869 and baptized on the 2nd of May 1869. Godparents: Columb Halley & Mary Maher. At the civil registration Patrick Walsh was listed as a labourer. Margaret Wallace, nurse was present at birth and registered it on the 6th of May 1869. [4] James was born in 1870. [5] Margaret Walshe born 20 Nov. 1874, baptized the following day. Godparents James Murphy & Catherine Walsh. Civil registers records father’s occupation as weaver, and Catherine Butler was present at birth and registered it on 1 Dec. 1874. [6] Mary Walshe was born 18 Aug. 1878, and baptized the following day. Godparents: William Walsh & Catherine Dunne. Mary’s birth was registered by her father on the 17th of August and he recorded his occupation as farm labourer.
“The Weaver” Walsh family lived in the first house on the left on the Churns hill road when entering the Village. In the featured photo the darker house on the left of the three attached houses is the former home of “The Weaver Walsh” family. For a rough drawing of the Village see, Glenmore Village in the 1930’s https://glenmore-history.com/glenmore-village-in-the-1930s/. Although Jim Walsh did not mention his wife or children we believe that he did marry and did have at least one child Walter Walsh and also raised a couple of step-daughters.
Unfortunately, the public death register ends in 1966. Only one James Walsh died over the age of 89 died between 1959-1966. As lively as James Walsh appeared to be when interviewed on 31 October 1959 it is difficult to believe that he died in less than a year. A 90 year old James Walsh died in the Waterford hospital in January 1960. His address was recorded as 41 Costello Place, Waterford and the Munster Express of 5 February 1960 provided that the deceased who died on that date had a son and daughters. Unfortunately, the names of the son and daughters is not provided. This James Walsh was buried in Ramsgrange, Co Wexford.
We hope that someone can provide the missing information concerning the colourful James “the Weaver” Walsh.
Special thanks to Jacqueline Walsh for the old photo of the Churns hill road in the Village of Glenmore. The photo was taken before the 1960’s when the Glenmore Pub opened. The old Village pump can be seen in the photo now where the pub is located.
Dr. Kathleen Moore Walsh
The Phantom Coach of Glenmore: Inspiration for a Kitty the Hare Tale?
Over the years Danny Dowling recorded the sightings of various Glenmore ghosts. Ghosts of soldiers and others, haunted houses, haunted lanes and fields were commonly experienced around the parish, but there were several sightings of a more unusual apparition, a coach drawn by four big black horses, a headless coachman with two gentry ghosts in the coach. This unusual apparition became known as the Phantom Coach. The Phantom Coach was often encountered in the Carrigcloney and Kilivory areas particularly near the old Kilivory grave yard where it was often said to travel through ditches and fields following a road or lane that no longer existed. Locals believed a sighting of the Phantom Coach was a warning of a forthcoming death.
In June 1977, Nicholas Forristal (1888-1979) of the Mill, Graiguenakill, Glenmore related that Nicky Denn and Jamsey Grant “whilst driving cows on a summer evening, both saw the famous phantom coach come thundering down Ballyverneen Lane, across Main Road and cross Pill and marshes and up Carrigcloney Hill.” (Daniel Dowling, Notebook 5, p. 30).
Nicky Forristal went on to state that Nicky Denn died in the Union Hospital in New Ross in 1922/23. Nicky Denn was about 65 years of age when he died. He was born in Mullinahone, Glenmore and his father was Maurice Denn. Nicky Denn worked for about 20 years with Tommy Forristal, of Ballyverneen, Glenmore. The death registry supports that Nicky Forristal had an excellent memory. Nicholas Denn, of Ballyverneen, died on the 7th of March 1923 in the Auxiliary Hospital, New Ross at the age of 65 from pneumonia. It is recorded that he worked as a labourer. Thus Nicky Denn was born around 1858.
In the adjacent parish of Rosbercon, Thomas Victor O’Donovan Power was born in 1860. Power became a well known writer and died a decade after Nicky Denn in 1933. When Danny Dowling was a boy in the 1930’s the old people of Jamestown, Glenmore told Danny that Power would often call to various houses in Jamestown to visit and he sat with the family at their fireside where stories, particularly ghost stories, were shared. For further inspiration Power often prevailed on Jamestown locals, who played instruments, to meet him after dark in the Ballygurrim graveyard or raths. Power would stretch out on the ground and ask his Jamestown companion to play music while he encouraged ghosts or supernatural beings such as pookahs, fairies and banshees, to speak to his imagination.
Power wrote a number of supernatural short stories in serial publications like Ireland’s Own and later Our Boys. Long after his death Power’s short stories were re-printed for new generations of children. Power’s best known character was “Kitty the Hare: The Famous Travelling Woman of Ireland.” According to Stephanie Rains, of Maynooth University, (https://irishmediahistory.com/tag/kitty-the-hare/) Kitty the Hare was introduced in 1914 in Ireland’s Own and later her tales appeared in Our Boys commencing in 1924. Ireland’s Own is still being published today. Our Boys was a publication that was run by the Christian Brothers as an Irish Catholic alternative to the English Boys’ Own publication. The mission of Our Boys in the beginning was to provide acceptable role models for Irish boys to counterbalance the influence of metropolitan and the glamorisation of the British empire. Our Boys “…encapsulate[d] the spirit of pastoral romanticism which permeated the early years of the Free State. This series [Kitty the Hare] went on to become a highlight of the magazine for the next 65 years though Power died in 1929.” (Flanagan, Irish Times, 2014, available at https://www.irishtimes.com/culture/heritage/an-irishman-s-diary-on-our-boys-1.1863585 0.).
Although there is confusion concerning when Power died, T. Victor O’Donovan Power is buried in Shanbogh graveyard and his marker records his death as occurring on the 30th of December 1933. Obituaries for Power appeared in the New Ross Standard on the 5th of January 1934 noting that his father was Michael Power, and the Waterford Standard on the 6th provided the following information:
WELL-KNOWN WRITER’S DEATH. The death has occurred of Mr. T. Victor O’Donovan-Power, of Chilcomb [House], New Ross, the well-known Irish writer and play-wright. For the past 50 years he was a frequent contributor to magazines, periodicals, and the weekly Press, and he was the author of a number of books. Amongst his plays were “The Peril of Shelia” and “The Banshee’s Cry.” His writings portrayed Irish rural life in a delightfully true-to-life manner. Mr. Power was a gifted musician. He had been ill only a short time.
We will never know for certain if the Phantom Coach of Glenmore parish influenced Power, but a ghostly coach featured in a Kitty the Hare story he wrote. RTE as part of its Twenty Minute Tales series featured Kitty the Hare telling the story of the headless Aughaderry coach on Halloween in 1974. It has been digitalised, so turn down the lights and enjoy an old fashion short ghost story without special effects told by Kitty the Hare at https://www.rte.ie/archives/2019/1001/1079397-the-headless-coach-of-aughaderry/
The feature photo above are headstones in the Shanbogh graveyard taken in September 2020.
Web page update–Some headstone inscriptions from Shanbogh graveyard may be found by clicking on the Roots button on the home page.
Dr. Kathleen Moore Walsh
Mary Malone (c. 1841- ) A Poignant Letter Home to Glenmore in 1877
Last week we featured the letter written by Edmund Hartley ( 1836-1915) published in the New Ross Standard regarding his trip to Ireland in the summer of 1913. Edmund Hartley was accompanied home to Ireland by two priests, his son, Monsgr. James J. Hartley and his nephew, Father James E. Hartley. Monsgr. Hartley was the President of St. Bernard’s Seminary, Rochester, New York. Hoping that Monsgr. Hartley may have had records or photos of the trip we were disappointed to find that St. Bernard’s Seminary closed in the 1980’s. However, when we checked with the Archives of the Diocese of Rochester New York, Sister Connie Derby, Director of the Archives, located and copied a notebook kept by Monsgr. Hartley of the 1913 trip. Also found in the archive was a transcription of a letter written by a cousin of Monsgr. Hartley, Miss Mary Malone. Sister Connie also graciously forwarded good quality photos of Monsgr. and Father Hartley.
It is not known how Mary Malone’s letter came into Monsgr. Hartley’s possession and ultimately ended up in the archive. It is surmised that it was kept, hopefully cherished by her brother who received it in Glenmore in 1877, and when Monsgr. Hartley brought his father home to Glenmore in 1913 he was given the letter written 26 years earlier. The transcription with spelling errors and little punctuation is copied below as it was provided to us by Sister Connie. For such a short letter it is very poignant.
Mary Malone, Fairport, New York, to her brother, Glenmore, Co. Waterford, 24 January 1877
24 January 1877 Fearport January the 24, 1877 My Dear Brother I take the opportunity of writing to you I hope you will forgive me for not writing to you be fore this but I was tost about I left my first place that I was in 2 years and a half I am now living near my aunt I have not but 1 Dolard aweek this winter this is a verry severe winter in america. I got a letter from home about two weeks after I got yours letter they told me it was better for him to go now than any other time but he is a grate loss to my Father and mother it is they feel his loss but they tells me that they are not bad off
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That you dont forget them may the Lord spare you your health I do not get to healp them much my wages is so little and I am not cap[a]ble of earning big wages like other girls who can cook and [do] the large washings and fine ironings I cannot do this you know I was not brought [up] to anny such thing I was sent away frum my Mother when young to the farmers to work out in the fields and I never got much in sight about house keeping or to be handy to sew but I don’t have is anny one to blame for that but my Sellf I never tried to lerren I must onely do the best I can now I am verry lonseom and down harted I wish my Sister Margaret was here if ever I can bring here out if times will get better I will try and do my best for her
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Dear brother I would wish verry much is you would send me your picture and I will send you mine I never had anny of my pictures taken since I came to america My aunt and cussins are all well and my cussin James Hartley is getting elong splended with his studies he expe[c]ts to be dordained in about 1 year and a half from now. You asked me could I reed your writting I could with out anny troble I hope you will write to me soon again I have no more to say at preasant from your affectionate Sister Mary Malone
Unfortunately the name of Mary Malone’s brother is not revealed in the letter. The only clues are that he lived in Glenmore, she lived in Freeport, New York, she had a sister named Margaret and cousin James Hartley who was to be ordained in 1878. It appears that Mary Malone may have emmigrated about 1875 as she was in her first place for 2 ½ years. Monsgr Hartley was not ordained until 1885, but the fact that the letter ended up in his possession suggests that Mary was related although the closeness of the kinship is not apparent.
Given the fact that Mary makes no reference to a husband or children it is assumed that Mary Malone was her maiden name. The 1880 Federal Census of Rochester, Monroe County, New York reveals that there was a Mary Maloney (sic) living in a boarding house on South St. Paul Street. She was born about 1842 and worked as a servant. It is not known whether Mary Malone remained in New York or returned to Ireland. No further obvious census records were found in New York state. In Monsgr. Hartley’s travel journal one evening while in the Glenmore area the men had “supper” with Mary Malone. It is not known if the 1913 referenced Mary Malone was the same woman that wrote the letter home to Glenmore in 1877.
The Glenmore Parish records reveal that there were a number of Mary Malones born in the early 1840’s from Rochestown to Weatherstown. There is no obvious match of a Malone married to a Hartley or Kennedy (maiden name of Edmund Hartley’s mother). Also, there were much fewer baptismal records for a Margaret Malone. The best fit so far is the Michael Malone family of Weatherstown, Glenmore. Michael Malone and his wife, Catherine née Burke had a daughter Mary who was baptized on the 10th of November 1841. Their daughter Ellen was baptized on the 27th of July 1839 and their daughter Catherine was baptized on the 1st of June 1849. However, no sons were discovered in the parish records for this union.
Perhaps a reader who descends from Mary and/or Margaret Malone can point us in the right direction.
As soon as we can transcribe the travel notebook kept by Monsgr. Hartley we will publish excerpts particularly the notes from their time in Glenmore. Monsgr. Hartley throughout his journal refers to his elderly father affectionately as Pa.
Special thanks to Sister Connie for all her help this week copying and sending on information and photos. The featured image is entitled Irish Immigration from Queenstown (Cobh, Cork) (1874 from the Miram & Ira D. Wallach Collection, Digital Public Library of America
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Ireland is again in lock down due to COVID 19. We shall attempt to provide more posts as we did last lock down. If anyone has a subject or idea, or has an article for our guest author page please contact us at glenmore.history@gmail.com.
Dr. Kathleen Moore Walsh
Edmund Hartley (1836-1915) Native of Flemingstown, Glenmore: Homecoming 1913
For over 6 decades Danny Dowling corresponded with hundreds of people across the globe who sought information about an ancestor who came from the Glenmore area. One of the queries recorded in Danny’s notebooks is the information he sent to Edmund Hartley Marvin, Sr. concerning his ancestor, Edmund Hartley, of Flemingstown, Glenmore.
Edmund Hartley was baptized on the 12th of April 1836, in Glenmore, he was the son of Edmund Hartley and Mary Hartley née Kennedy of Flemingstown. It is not known what happened to Edmund, Sr. but around 1850 Mary Hartley née Kennedy died and shortly thereafter Edmund and his brothers James (c. 1825-1910); William (1 Jan. 1833 – 7 Aug. 1905); and Philip (c. 1828-7 Dec. 1889) emigrated to the United States. James and William settled in Michigan while Philip and Edmund settled in New York State. According to the 1910 Census, Edmund Hartley married another immigrant Bridget Kelly (1839-1912) in 1858. The couple had eight children and five were living in 1910.
Recently a letter written by Edmund Hartley, regarding his homecoming in 1913 was discovered in the New Ross Standard. Edmund Hartley wrote that he left Ireland in 1852 and returned 61 years later when he spent 5 weeks touring Ireland. It must have been a bittersweet homecoming when he visited Glenmore and only encountered four people who remembered him. This remarkable letter provides an insight into the changes he noted in travel, agriculture and Ireland from his emigration at the end of the famine until his return sixty-one years later. The year following his wife’s death, Edmund Hartley travelled to Europe in 1913 with two priests, his son James J. Hartley and his nephew James E. Hartley.
New Ross Standard—Friday, 14 Nov. 1913–VISIT TO IRELAND.
“During the summer Mr. Edmund Hartley, of Monroe County, New York State, with his son, Very Rev. Dr. Hartley, President of St. Bernard’s College, Rochester, and his nephew, Rev. J. E. Hartley, P.P. Rochester, made a tour to Ireland. Mr. Hartley who is 77 years, and exceedingly brisk and agile for his years, was born in Flemingstown, in the parish of Glenmore. It was his first visit since he left Ireland in 1852. The two priests, who were born in America, enjoyed their stay in the land of their fathers and left full of hope that they would at some time come back again to Erin. Since his return Mr. Hartley has given his experience in the American Press, and his letter is so interesting we reproduce it with pleasure. Mr. Hartley is a near relative of Father Hartley, P.P. Cushinstown, and to all the Hartleys in Glenmore, Co. Kilkenny district.
EDMUND HARTLEY GIVES INTERESTING ACCOUNT OF HIS VISIT.
It was 61 years ago last May since I left Ireland for America. As I was young at the time, I had no notion of going to work, but Intended just to come over for some money; but my relatives got me a job the second day after landing, and I have been pretty busy since, yet I always wanted to pay a visit to the old home, if I got a chance, which happened this summer when my son and nephew were going to Europe. At the time I left Ireland it was the most desolate country in the world, for the famine and fever had carried off a million of the people and another million fled across the ocean from their unhappy land. Of course we took any boat that would carry us: mine was a sailing vessel of eighteen hundred tons that was blown about for fire weeks before we got sight of land, and some days we feared we would be blown to the bottom of the sea. Several died on the voyage and were thrown overboard. We all had to provide our own meals—that is we cooked our own potatoes in a large kettle in the kitchen and ate the bread we brought along with us.
So you can imagine my surprise at the improved conditions of travel when I boarded the steamer Baltic on June 12th. It is over seven hundred feet long, weight about twenty-four thousand tons, and can ride the wares smoothy even a rough sea, and makes nearly four hundred miles a day. The meals are like those served in the finest hotel and each morning there was a newspaper, the ‘Ocean News’ placed near our plate at breakfast, containing several pages of the latest news from all parts of the world. The menu for dinner and the list of steamers that were in communication with our boat that day. One can send a wireless message from any part of the voyage. Several greeted their friends, from mid ocean. When 1,200 miles from shore I sent a message that reached home within five hours the same day. The wireless system is not only a great aid in distress, but also a means of avoiding collision with other boats in a fog. Of course, icebergs have no wireless plant, and the captains now take a southerly route to avoid them. For three days after leaving New York, our boat seemed headed for Spain instead of Great Britain, the captain was so anxious to avoid icebergs.
There was practically no sea sickness on the outward and return trips, and the company did not save anything from passengers missing their meals. Our trip included Ireland, England, northern France and Belgium, all except Ireland, rich and prosperous countries; yes anyone who has visited Ireland will admit that it is one of the most beautiful countries of the world; and we spent five weeks journeying through mountains, valleys, and plains, viewing the ruins of its ancient schools, abbeys, and castles, the famous round towers and Celtic crosses, which it would take too long to describe. It might surprise some to be told that Ireland was once called the land of Saints and Scholars, and her schools in the sixth, seventh and eighth centuries were among the most, celebrated of Europe. Even today she has beautiful churches, well attended by the people and excellent schools and colleges, in spite of all the obstacles placed in the way of religion and education for centuries.
Ireland has few industries except in the province of Ulster and farming is the occupation of the greater part of the people; and the condition of the famers interested me chiefly. So far as I could judge from traveling through twenty of the thirty-two counties of Ireland, the farmers are now in a better condition than ever before. Formerly they had to pay an excessive rent, in some cases greater than the value of the entire crop, and if any improvements were made in land or buildings, the rent would he increased; but now they have to pay only a moderate rent, about one-third of the old rate, and with these moderate payments they can possess the farm as their own, under the conditions of the Land Purchase Acts. Many of the farmers are now free holders and no longer tenants and all the profits of the farm are theirs. The landlords have in many cases consented to sell at least the power parts of their immense estates, yet some are unwilling to sell any part. I saw one estate of fifty square miles and not an acre would the landlord sell. The recent Land Purchase Act has a clause compelling the landlord to sell some portion for the good of the community. The methods of farming have changed altogether in recent years. The potato is no longer the principal crop; for cattle raising and dairying are followed chiefly and only a small part of the farms is under tillage. Considerable oats are raised, but no wheat or barley, though flax is largely cultivated in the northern counties.
The best American implements are used on the larger farms. I attended several fairs and noticed that cattle and farm produce brought higher prices than here in Monroe county. As the Irish soil is rich and the sesame so mild that cattle can graze nearly all through the year the farmer there have an advantage over us, yet I prefer farming near Fairport. Many of the Irish prefer a change of work too, and emigrate to the States or Canada, and the wages in Ireland will hardly coax them back. Yet when Home Rule is granted them next year, there may be greater inducements to keep the young people from emigrating. It is a pity that so many homes have been cleared away to make grazing land, the cattle taking the place of the people.
In my own county of Kilkenny the population had not decreased so much as elsewhere, yet many houses I know have disappeared. The large round stones the strong men used to toss were in the same place near the churchyard where I saw them over 60 years ago; but I met only four person who knew me in boyhood, though several of the younger people proved to be my own relatives. Some were clergyman, others school teachers, or else rich farmers, and although they had become rich they were glad to see me.
I have been asked if I kissed the Blarney Stone in Ireland. I climbed up the Blarney Castle, which is nearly five hundred years old, but as part of the floor is fallen away just near the famous stone, I just bent over and struck the stone with my blackthorn stick and kissed it, and if I did not get the full gift of blarney, still I may have enough to last the rest of my life.
I stood on the famous battlefield of Clontarf and the Boyne and near Waterloo, but I think more of having stood at the graves of O’Connell and Parnell in Glasnevin Cemetery and of Gladstone in Westminster Abbey.
The great cathedrals, museums, picture galleries and colleges are the first objects visited by the tourists, and we saw as many as would take day to describe. The most interesting were the cathedrals in Queenstown, Killarney, Thurles, Armagh, Condon, Brussels and Paris, the Tower of London, British Museum and National Gallery, the Louvre in Paris, the Palace of the French King at Versailles and their tombs at St. Denis. We visited the International Exposition at Ghent, the greatest exposition ever held in Europe. All kinds of manufacture were there, but the flying machines interested me most.
The weather was cool all through the trip of nine weeks, and we were surprised to read accounts of the warm weather in the United States. Edmund Hartley”
The Travellers
Edmund Hartley (1836-1915) Native of Flemingstown, Glenmore
Two years after his homecoming Edmund Hartley was tragically killed on his farm in New York State. The Syracuse Herald (New York) of the 14th of April 1915) published an article, “Aged Father of Prelate Killed by R., S.& E. Car,” detailing the tragic demise of Edmund as follows:
Fairport, April 14—Edmund Hartley was struck and instantly killed by a local car on the Rochester, Syracuse and Eastern Trolley road at Hartley’s private crossing a few feet north of Stop 15 shortly before 2 o’clock yesterday afternoon. The car was the local one here at 1:50 p.m. and was in charge of Motorman Frank Emmes of Syracuse. Mr. Hartley, who is 79 years old leaves three sons, the Rev. Monsignor J.J. Hartley, head of St. Bernard’s seminary; William who lives on the farm just south of Fairport, and Philip of this village; two daughters, Mrs. M Marvin of Adrian, Michigan and Margaret, who lives on the farm. To view Edmund’s grave marker see, https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/103632748/edmund-hartley .
Rev. Monsignor James J. Hartley (1860-1943)
James J. Hartley was ordained in 1885 by Bishop Bernard J. McQuaid the first Bishop of Rochester, New York. Bishop McQuaid sent the young priest to Europe, instructing him to visit the great university, reap the benefits of travel and increase his knowledge of the subjects he would teach. Much of his time abroad was spent in Louvain and Rome. In 1894, McQuaid founded St. Bernard’s Seminary and James J. Hartley was appointed Proctor. In 1907, Pope Pius X conferred a degree of Doctor of Divinity on James J. Hartley. (Democrat and Chronicle of Rochester, New York, Sunday, 24 March 1907)
Although his father in his 1913 letter did not provide the name of the relative that found him a job within days of his arrival in the US, the Democrat & Chronicle 1907 article states that “Dr. Hartley is a cousin of Bishop James J. Hartley” (1858-1944) of Columbus, Ohio who was bishop of Columbus from 1904-1944.
The Right Reverend Monsignor James J. Hartley, D.D. prothonotary apostolic and rector-emeritus of St. Bernard’s Seminary died on 11 December 1943 at the age of 83. (The Ithaca Journal (New York) 13 Dec. 1943).
Rev. James E. Hartley (1852-1920)
James E. Hartley was born the 14th of October 1852 in Fairport, Monroe County, New York the son of Philip Hartley (c. 1828-1889) a native of Flemingstown, Glenmore. James E. Hartley was ordained a priest the 21st of December 1878. After ordination he severed as an administrator of St. Mary’s of Ithaca and Our Lady of Victory, Rochester. He was appointed rector of the parish of Palmyra in August 1893 where he remained until he suffered a stroke on the 18th of March 1920 and died in the rectory of St. Anne’s on the 29th. He was survived by two sisters: Mrs. Hanna Curran and Mrs. Mary A. Coffey.
The Cousin—Bishop James J. Hartley (1858-1944)
Bishop James J. Hartley of Columbus, Ohio (June 26, 1858 – January 12, 1944) fourth bishop of Columbus served from his consecration in 1904 until his death in 1944. According to the Diocese of Columbus website Bishop Hartley was born at Davenport, Iowa the eldest child of Edward Hartley and Catherine McManus. His parents were married at St. Patrick’s in Columbus, Ohio in 1858, moved to Davenport and returned to Columbus. After his return to Columbus, Ohio, Edward Hartley (1828-1910) kept a saloon on West Maple St. and the family lived upstairs. He was also a Columbus policeman for several years. See, http://www.colsdioc.org/AboutUs/TheBishopsofColumbus/tabid/276/Default.aspx .
Bishop Hartley’s father, Edward (1828-1910), according to the 1900 census came to the US in 1838. It is believed that Edward Hartley was a native of Weatherstown, Glenmore. It was reported in the 1900 census that he was born in Ireland in March 1828. Because of his son’s position in the church, Edward’s death in Columbus, Franklin County, Ohio was widely reported in newspapers in November 1910.
Special thanks to Jane Marvin Dempsey for graciously allowing us to use her photo of her great-grandfather Edmund Hartley (1836-1915) which is the featured photo above.
Dr. Kathleen Moore Walsh
More Glenmore Cemetery Fun Facts
After the first set of fun facts regarding the Glenmore Cemetery were published on 10 September, (see, https://glenmore-history.com/fun-facts-regarding-glenmore-cemetery/) Mrs. Griffin, of Indiana emailed that she is going to use the fun facts to teach percentages. Fittingly her students will be studying percentages during the week of Halloween. Mrs. Griffin asked if there were any other fun facts, and Louise Walsh put together lists of place names recorded on Glenmore cemetery headstones. These might prove more useful for geography.
This month Glenmore History volunteers added Kilbride Graveyard to the free Find-a-Grave website, added a few markers from Shanbogh Graveyard and added information regarding Kilcolumb. As time permits all information obtained from these graveyards will be added to the Glenmore-History.com webpage.
LOCAL PLACE NAMES
| Ardbeg |
| Avondale, Glenmore |
| Aylwardstown |
| Ballinclare |
| Ballincol |
| Ballinlammy |
| Ballinraha |
| Ballybrahee |
| Ballycroney |
| Ballyfacey / Ballyfasey / Ballyfacy |
| Ballyfoyle |
| Ballyhobuck |
| Ballyhomaek |
| Ballyreddy |
| Ballyveria |
| Ballyverneen |
| Ballyvoole |
| Bearstown |
| Cappagh |
| Carrigcloney |
| Clune, Glenmore |
| Coolnaleen |
| Davidstown |
| Flemingstown |
| Forristalstown |
| Gathabawn |
| Glenensaw |
| Glenmore |
| Graignakill |
| Haggard |
| Hugginstown |
| Jamestown |
| Jamestown |
| Kearney Bay |
| Kilbrahan |
| Kilbride |
| Kilcollum |
| Kilcrenagh, Davidstown |
| Kilivory |
| Kilmakevoge |
| Knockbrack |
| Milltown / Miltown |
| Moulerstown |
| Mountbellew |
| Mullinahone |
| Newtown |
| Nicholastown |
| Parkstown |
| Rahora |
| Rathenure |
| Rathinure |
| Rickersland |
| Rickersland South |
| Robinstown |
| Rochestown |
| Scartnamore |
| Shambo |
| Shanbough |
| Weatherstown |
| PLACES A LITTLE FURTHER AWAY Aglish, Carrigeen |
| Ballinlaw, Slieverue |
| Ballybaring, Slieverue |
| Hoodsgrove, Rosbercon |
| Rosbeacon |
| Rosbercon |
| New Ross |
| Fethard-on-Sea, New Ross |
| The Quay, New Ross |
| Slievecorig |
| Listrollin Mullinavat |
| Mullinavat |
| Blossom Hill, Kilmacow |
| Fahee, Kilmacow |
| Glynnballyvalley, Tullogher |
| Tullogher |
| Glynnballyvalley, Tullogher |
| Tullogher |
| Ballylogue, The Rower |
| Grange, The Rower |
| Bennettsbridge |
| Inistogue |
| Kileen, Inistioge |
| Kilcurl, Knocktopher |
| Ballyhenebry, Piltown |
| Kilmeaden |
| Passage East, Co. Waterford |
| Waterford |
| Macroom, Co. Cork |
| Moorstown, Cahir Co. Tipperary |
| Laneborough, Co. Longford |
| Scarriff, Co. Clare |
| Dublin |
| Sutton, Dublin |
| RECORDED ADDRESSES IN WATERFORD CITY |
| Thomas St. |
| The Glen |
| Summerville Ave. |
| St. Alphonsus’ Rd. |
| Morrison’s Ave. |
| Manor Lawn |
| Manor St. |
| Glen Tce |
| Ferndale |
| Bridge St. |
| Blackfriars |
| Barrack St. |
| Ballybricken |
| Griffith Place |
| Morgan St. |
| Gracedieu Rd. |
| Presentation Row |
| Upper Yellow Road |
| Costello’s Lane |
| Waterford City |
| Recorded Places Outside of Ireland: |
| America |
| USA |
| N.Y.C. |
| Boston, Mass. |
| Chicago, USA |
| Payette, Idaho USA |
| Santa Barbara, California |
| Chessington, Surrey |
| Birmingham |
| Kentish Town, London |
| London |
| Maidenhead, Berkshire England |
| Manchester |
| Southport |
| Australia |
| Kiama, Sydney |
| Melbourne, Australia |
| Sydney |
| NSW, Australia |
| Wellington, New Zealand |
| India |
| Toronto |
| RECORDED PLACES OF INTERRMENT–this is where a person’s name is recorded on a Glenmore headstone, but it is noted that the person is buried elsewhere. |
| Ballykeeffe cemetary |
| Burma–see, Father Thomas Walsh (1911-1945) posted 27 July 2020 at https://glenmore-history.com/an-unusual-glenmore-memorial-fr-thomas-walsh-1911-1945/ |
| Cork |
| England |
| Faithlegge, Co. Waterford |
| Manchester |
| Rosbercon cemetary |
| Agen, France |
| California |
The Tenacious Glenmore 1915 Football Team: Co. Kilkenny Senior Football Champions
According to the Gerry O’Neill’s Kilkenny GAA Bible (2014, pp. 60-61) http://www.kilkennygaa.ie/Downloads/KK_GAA_BIBLE_2014.pdf Glenmore between 1900 and 1950 won the Ned Langton Cup (county senior football championship) 15 times. Previously we posted information and a photo of the 1906 Glenmore football team that won the senior football championship (available at https://glenmore-history.com/the-glenmore-football-club-the-trials-and-tragedy-of-the-1906-county-kilkenny-gaelic-football-champions/). Today, we are going to highlight the 1915 Glenmore football team that also took the county championship. Although there were several years where no Co. Kilkenny senior football championship was held the senior football championship of 1915 (played in 1916) is unique. This is the only year where the two semi-finalist teams played four championship games because the first three games all resulted in ties.
Interestingly some of the 1915 County Kilkenny senior football matches were played outside of Kilkenny. For example, in February 1916, Glenmore played Tullogher in Barrett’s Park, New Ross in a semi-final match. The New Ross Standard (Fri. 18 Feb. 1916) reported “an enormous amount of interest was centred in the match, and crowds of the followers of both teams came to Ross on bicycles, cars and walking.” Although it was reported that there was a rumour that the game was likely to be rough, it was not. A very large crowd of spectators attended the match and cheered the players. Tullogher had the best of the play for the greater part of the first half hour, as they kept the ball in Glenmore territory. However, they failed to score and Glenmore notched a point. During the second half Glenmore dominated and won the match with a score of 1 goal, 2 points to Tullogher’s 1 point. It was reported that both teams missed several scoring opportunities, but the play was good and “well sustained from start to finish.” Gus Kennedy, of New Ross was the referee. By winning Glenmore qualified for the final against Coolagh.
The Co. Kilkenny GAA Annual Convention was held in April 1916. John Dunphy, Glenmore the outgoing Chairman presided. The delegates from Glenmore were M. Heffernan and P. Hanrahan of the Glenmore Hurling Club. At this meeting it was proposed by Glenmore that county championships for hurling and football should continue on the League system. This was agreed. Also during the Convention, Coolagh Football Club were declared champions for the 1914 senior football championship, as “the other matches to be played having been cancelled” (Kilkenny Moderator, Sat. 17 April 1916). Although the Easter Rising did not take place until the 24th of April the tension between the British authorities and the GAA was noted by the delegates. The British Government was attempting to levy an “entertainment” tax on matches; seeking the GAA pay income tax; agreeing not to interfere with Gaelic sports so long as the gatherings were not political and generally were according to P. Hanahan trying to break the GAA.
On the 19th of March 1916 the reigning senior champions Coolagh were to play Coolroe at St. James’ Park with Glenmore’s M. Heffernan as referee in the second football semi-final. The winner of this semi-final match was to play Glenmore at St. James’ Park on the 2nd of April with John Lalor as referee (Kilkenny Moderator, Sat. 11 March 1916). Coolagh won this semi-final. Due to a number of factors the final match between Coolagh and Glenmore was not played on the 2nd of April.
The senior football final between Glenmore and Coolagh was “re-fixed” for Sunday the 7th of May 1916 at St. James’ Park with referee D. Kennedy. Glenmore and Coolagh tied (Glenmore 1-1; Coolagh 1-1). The New Ross Standard (Friday 14 July 1916) reported that the replay between Glenmore and Coolagh was being “awaited with considerable interest.” Spectators had been buoyed by the unexpected display made by Glenmore during the first championship game when they nearly beat the county champions. “Coolagh can be relied upon to leave nothing to chance too, and when both teams meet there is sure to be a rattling good contest.”
The second championship match between Glenmore and Coolagh was held on Sunday the 16th of July 1916 at St. James’ Park, Kilkenny. “After a most exciting struggle both teams played a drawn game, with each team scoring a single goal. Although the first half of the game was “full of exciting passages” no scores were made. In the second half both teams scored a single goal each. “The general opinion on the match was that Glenmore should have won.” The referee was Mike Byrne of Coolroe Football Club (New Ross Standard, Fri. 21 July 1916).
The third championship match between Glenmore and Coolagh was held on Sunday the 20th of August 1916 at the sports field in Waterford. “After a very closely contested game a draw was the result. A regrettable incident occurred in the first half hour, when a few of the players came to blows. However, the affair quietened down and the match was proceeded with. Mr. Walsh, Waterford, proved a capable referee” (New Ross Standard, Fri. 25 Aug. 1916).
Notwithstanding the statements that the GAA was not political in any manner, shortly before the fourth championship match the Carrickshock Monument committee, applied for the proceeds of the match (Munster Express, Sat. 26 Aug. 1916). See, generally, Glenmore and the Tithe Tax, available at https://glenmore-history.com/glenmore-and-the-tithe-tax/. It is not known whether the Monument Committee received the proceeds, but a monument was erected in 1925.
On Saturday the 18th of October 1916 a very detailed article in “The Whip’s” sporting column of the Kilkenny People covered the fourth championship match between Glenmore and Coolagh. Unfortunately, the author in what might best be described as a “prissy” tone spent a substantial amount of the article exerting his views on punctuality, the weather, and the roughness of the game without actually explaining what happened. It was noted that Glenmore had a “submarine” that torpedoed 6 or 7 Coolagh players, but the name of the Glenmore player was never revealed. The author also noted that the guardians of the law had taken an interest in us of late, “I should, imagine they would find a more profitable (if a little more dangerous) work to do in Flanders. But this ‘small nationality’ is now ruled by a Coercion Government and martial law still prevails…” Excerpts from the article follow.
“MARGIN OF ONLY ONE POINT. A HARD GAME. The senior football final has been finished at last, and Glenmore have won. They got the verdict by the narrowest possible, margin—one point. It took over four hours’ play in the aggregate to decide the tie and of the four matches, three were played in Kilkenny and one in Waterford. Coolagh put up a very good fight, but they were not able for the Glenmore lads on Sunday’s play. The match is now finished, and the series of games played should have a very good effect on football in the county. For a few years past the football championship has been decided on the League system, and this of course necessitated all teams entered playing a number of matches. Under the old order a team, once it, was beaten: in the first round, had perforce to wait until the following season before they could play another official match…”
ABOUT THE GAME.
A most strenuously contested game it was every, inch of the way being fought with a dogged tenacity. The element of roughness was, however, too conspicuous, and scientific football was all too rare. ..From start to finish … it was veritably a case of the survival of the fittest, and it surprised how any man could stand such an hour… On the play Glenmore were the better of the two, and for the greater part of the second half Coolagh were always on the defensive. The backs put up a very stubborn resistance and never allowed the Glenmore men to score. A few dashes to the other end were made by Coolagh, but the finishing power was not there, and, the backs always came out on top. The same teams, it is interesting to note, will meet again in the first round of the coming Championship. Mr. John Lalor, Secretary of the County Board, refereed, and he performed a difficult task very well.
THE TEAMS.
Glenmore—James Murphy, E. Roche, J Roche, T. Doherty, P. Fitzgerald, P. Forristal, M. Connolly, John Phelan, James Phelan, M. Murphy, E. McDonald, W. Walsh. P. Foran, W. Hartley, Thomas Forristal.
Coolagh—W. (Saunders (captain), J. McKenna, W. Fitzgerald, J. Fitzgerald, M. Fitzgerald, Matt Fitzgerald, M. Hoyne, L. Murphy, E. O’Neill, T. Somers, J. Somers, James Leahy, J. Leahy, P. Murray, and M. Moore.
FIRST HALF.
Coolagh got away from the throw in, per Murphy, but the Glenmore backs returned and immediately the southern forward made tracks for the Coolagh posts. From a good kick by Johnnie Phelan an exciting scrimmage took place opposite the Coolagh sticks, and a grand shot by Doherty was only saved at the expense of a “fifty.” Another interest tangle followed, but nothing came of it, and Doherty, got a chance immediately after but sent it wide. Jim Phelan-both himself and his brother played a faultless game—returned the delivery, and another most exciting struggle took place in Coolagh territory. The later’s citadel was in jeopardy and a score seemed imminent, but the defence prevailed, and in a twinkling play was at the other end, thanks to some excellent play by Saunders who did a wonderful amount of work.
They were pressing pretty strongly, and a free to them put them in a very good position to score. Saunders was entrusted with the kick, and he made no mistake in opening Coolagh’s scoring account with a point. Johnnie Phelan and Saunders were most conspicuous in the following exchanges, honours as superiority being about equally divided. A lift off the ground by Phelan gave Coolagh another free, and Saunders centred beautifully. Leahy got possession, and with a very fine effort scored Coolagh’s second point. Saunder’s was again “in the picture” following the delivery, and Doherty then got away on his own, but a free to Coolagh brought relief, and a bad miss by one of the Glenmore half-backs let Coolagh into possession and a bombardment of the Glenmore posts followed. Nothing came of the opportunity thanks to the good defence of the backs.
The game was now very rough and the order apparently was to watch the man and not the ball. Saunders getting the ball after that delivery was tackled by Johnnie Phelan and badly heaved, but he was up in a twinkling; and though challenged by three of his opponents he got through and played the ball. Following this O’Neill sent it wide for Coolagh. Following the kickout Glenmore invaded, per Johnnie Phelan and a free was sent to the right wing.
Here Doherty got possession and with a grand shot landed the ball in the net to the accompaniment of loud cheers. Another attack followed, and a Coolagh. man (Fitzgerald) got hurt and had to retire, his place being taken by Vaughan. Glenmore kept up the pressure and forced a ” fifty,” which was well centred by Doherty, but the backs saved and Saunders, who was exceptionally well watched, was fouled, and the free put Coolagh attacking. Another Coolagh man got hurt but resumed after a short interval, and Glenmore again took up the offensive but a penalty spoiled the chance. Murphy got away on his own after the free kick, and an over by O’Neill followed. Yet another Coolagh man was rendered hors-de-combat but he also- resumed, and Coolagh were-pressing when the half-time whistle went, leaving the scores: Glenmore 1 goal; Coolagh 2 points.
A SCORELESS HALF.
The second and final half of the game opened very roughly. Glenmore, with the aid-of the wind, pressed strongly, and McKenna got knocked out. After some minutes he resumed, and following another over by Glenmore another Coolagh man got injured and had to retire; his place being taken by Peters. This gave rise to a protracted dispute,’ and matters looked dangerous. A bad row was only averted by the efforts of some of the Coolagh men. As usual the spectators went in to investigate, and some of the partisans did not help to throw oil on the troubled waters. After a long delay the teams were got together again, and frees went to both sides in rapid succession.
It was now veritably a case of rough-and-tumble and football in its true meaning was a premium. McDonald who was twice hurt, got a kick in the arm but still kept on, and Glenmore, forcing matters was awarded a “fifty” off a good shot by Doherty. Saunders blocked the kick and the ball was sent wide. Another series of frees followed to both sides and in a struggle Murphy (Coolagh) and, Connolly (Glenmore) both got knocked out. There was another delay, and on resuming Forristal met the delivery as the ball was touching the ground and sent dead for the net, but the goalkeeper saved well and sent out. A few incursions were made by Coolagh, but they always lacked finish and for the most part were on the defensive. Neither side registered in the second half, and the long whistle went leaving Glenmore winners after a total of over four hours’, play. The long score was—Glenmore 1 goal (3 points); Coolagh 2 points (2 points).”
| First Half | ||||
| Team | Overs | Frees | 50’s | Scores |
| Glenmore | 5 | 2 | 3 | 1-0 |
| Coolagh | 6 | 5 | 1 | 0-2 |
| Second Half | ||||
| Glenmore | 6 | 3 | 1 | -o- |
| Coolagh | 0 | 6 | 0 | -0- |
| TOTALS | ||||
| Glenmore | 11 | 5 | 4 | 1-0 |
| Coolagh | 6 | 11 | 1 | 0-2 |
Lastly, Coolagh sent in an objection stating that the Glenmore football team was illegally constituted. However, the players from Mullinavat had early in the season been granted permission by the County Committee to play with Glenmore. At the December 1916 GAA Kilkenny meeting no representative of the Coolagh team appeared and the championship was awarded to Glenmore (Kilkenny People, Sat. 16 December 1916).
The featured photo of the Glenmore 1915 County Kilkenny Champion Senior Football Team is from the Poole Collection of the National Archives of Ireland and published here with its kind permission.
Identification of players in photo is from a 1982 newspaper article in the Kilkenny People marking the death of Peter Forristal the last surviving member of the team.
Back Row: John Phelan, of Clonessy, Mullinavat; Wattie Walsh, of Rochestown, Glenmore; Pat Foran, of Rochestown, Glenmore; Jim Phelan, of Clonessy, Mullinavat
Second Row: Paul Fitzgerald, of Knockbrach, Glenmore; William Hartley, of Busherstown, Glenmore; Richard McDonald, of Ballynooney, Mullinavat; James Murphy, of Ballinlammy, Glenmore (goalie); Tommy Forristal, Rochestown, Glenmore.
Front Row: James Roche, Rathinure, Glenmore; Peter Forristal, Rochestown, Glenmore; Jack Doherty, Davidstown, Glenmore (Captain); Ned Roche, Rathinure, Glenmore; Phil Connolly, Rochestown, Glenmore.
Sitting: Maurice Murphy, Buckstown, Mullinavat & Michael Connolly, of Rochestown, Glenmore.
Club Officials: Maher (on left) and Dunphy (on right).
Dr. Kathleen Moore Walsh