The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1896-04-18
Hidden Treasure Legends.

Hidden Treasure Legends.
In Ireland there are numerous le-
gends of the same sort, and there are
few old ruins in and about which ex-
cavations have not been made. at some
time or another, in the expectation of
finding hidden money; in some in
| stances the consequence has been the
destruction of the building which has
been actually. undermined. About
| three miles south of Cork, near the viii
lage of Douglas, is a hill known as Cas-
| tie Treasure, where "a crock of gold'
of immense value was supposed to be
| concealed Much excitement was
caused, some years ago, by the discov-
cry of rudely formed clay urn and
two or three brazen implements-a cir
cumstance which attracted for many
| months crowds to the spot. But, ac-
! cording to the popular belief, it is al
ways very difficult task to exhume
! such buried treasure, as some uncanny
| influence generally is experienced.
| There is an old legend current in Coun-
| ty Meath that when the Danes depart
| ed, they hid large quantities of gold,
| still guarded by dogs and cats. There
| is a tradition that in a little round
room in the moat of Diamos are nine
kegs of gold guarded against all COM
! ers by a black dog as large as q calf,
which has white spot on it's side.
| Whoever, it is said, intends to get the
| gold must first kill the dog by stabbing
| 1T three times in the white spot.
/ Again. on the banks of northern riv-
| err, and near small eminence, writes a
correspondent of the Gentleman's Mag
azine. lis beautiful green spot, on
| which two large moss covered stones
over six hundred feet apart are shown.
| A local legend says that two huge
crooks of gold lie buridd under these
| conspicuous landmarks, and that
whenever a persistent effort has been
made to dig round and beneath them, a
monk has appeared in full habit, carry
ing a cross in his hand to warn off sac
religious offenders" But many of
these stories, as it has been observed,
vary little in their details, beyond the
actors and localities; although, in years
past, treasure hunting has become by
reason of them an important business
with many of the Irish peasantry.
In the South of Scotland there has
long been a tradition that vast treas
ures are hidden away beneath the
ruins of Hermitage castle-one of the
most famous of the border keeps in the
days of it's splendor-but as they are
supposed to be in the keeping of the
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redemption. At different times various
efforts have been made to dig for them,
vet Somehow the elements always on
such occasions contrived to produce an
immense storm of thunder and light
ming, and deferred the adventures from
proceeding; otherwise, it is said the
money would long ago have been
found" Scotland has numerous le-
gends of this description, some of
which have been incorporated into its
popular rhymes. Thus on a certain
farm in the parish of Lesmahagow,
from time immemorial there existed a
tradition that underneath very large
stone was secreted a vast treasure in
the shape of "a kettleful, a bootful,
and a bull-hde full of gold" all of
which have been designated by the
peasantry in the neighborhood Katie
Nevie's hoord," having given rise to
the following doggerel:
Between Dillerhill and Crossford
There lies Katie Nevie's hoord.
There is popular notion that under
meath Largo Law in Fife there is a
very rich mine of gold, which up to the
present time has never been properly
searched for. So convinced are, or
were, the peasantry of the truth of this
story. that, whenever the wool of a
sleeps side happens to be tinged with
yellow. they maintain that it has ac
CURED this color from having lain
above the gold of the mine. There is
also "a legendary belief that there is
concealed at Tamleuchar Cross, in Sell
kirkshire, highly valuable treasure,
the situation of which is thus described
by popular rhyme;
Atween the wat grund and the dry
The gowd O. Tamleuchar doth lie.
For many ages past a pot of gold is
reported to have lain at the bottom of
pool beneath a fall of the rivulet I'M
derneath Craufurdland Bridge, about
three miles from Kilmarnock. The last
attempt made to recover this treasure
was by the Laird of Craufurdland him
self. who, at the head of a party of his
domestics, emptied the pol of it's con-
tents by damming up the water, and
had heard their instruments clink on
the kettle, when voice was heard say
ing:
Pow, pow!
Craufurdland towers in low
Whereupon the party left the scene,
but the fire was only a scare, and on
returning to renew their operations
they found the water falling over the