Drumcliff and Rosses are choke-full of ghosts. A whistling seal sank a ship the other day. At Drumcliff there is a very ancient graveyard. Not very long ago an old woman, turning to go into the churchyard at night to pray, saw standing before her a man in armour, who asked her where she was going. It was the 'pious soldier of the race of Conn', says local wisdom, still keeping watch, with his ancient piety, over the graveyard.
Blood is a great gatherer of evil spirits.
To cut your hand on a stone on going into a fort is said to be very dangerous. There is no more curious ghost in Drumcliff or Rosses than the snipe-ghost. There is a history concerning the house and the bush. A man once lived there who found on the quay of Sligo a package containing three hundred pounds in notes. It was dropped by a foreign sea-captain.