{"id":4778,"date":"2020-10-18T14:03:22","date_gmt":"2020-10-18T13:03:22","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=4778"},"modified":"2020-10-18T14:08:11","modified_gmt":"2020-10-18T13:08:11","slug":"fireside-tales-told-at-halloween","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/fireside-tales-told-at-halloween\/","title":{"rendered":"Fireside Tales Told at Halloween"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_4779\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-4779\" style=\"width: 2048px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.celtichosting.com\/index.php\/fireside-tales-told-at-halloween\/aughagreagh\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-4779\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.celtichosting.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/Aughagreagh.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"2048\" height=\"1536\" class=\"size-full wp-image-4779\" srcset=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/Aughagreagh.jpg 2048w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/Aughagreagh-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/Aughagreagh-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/Aughagreagh-768x576.jpg 768w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/Aughagreagh-1536x1152.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/Aughagreagh-700x525.jpg 700w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2020\/10\/Aughagreagh-332x249.jpg 332w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 2048px) 100vw, 2048px\" \/><\/a><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-4779\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Our home place in Aughagreagh, North Longford &#8211; since done up by its current owners &#8211; was the site of supposed hauntings, but not as many as the nearby farm of Willie Carty&#8217;s, my dads cousin&#8230;<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Stories of North Longford families,<br \/>\nOf folk then dead and gone &#8211;<br \/>\nWere told to me when I was young<br \/>\nBy those who have now passed on&#8230;<br \/>\nThe <a href=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.celtichosting.com\/index.php\/sitting-there-saying-nothing\/\">woman and wains on the wall<\/a>,<br \/>\nThe <a href=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.celtichosting.com\/index.php\/dead-souls-and-black-dogs\/\">snarling dog neath the old womans bed<\/a>&#8230;<br \/>\nThe <a href=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.celtichosting.com\/index.php\/rattling-buckets-cant-be-seen\/\">rattling buckets in the sheugh<\/a>&#8230;<br \/>\nThe tales of haunting by the dead&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>They thrilled and scared me in my childhood years<br \/>\nI retell them now when older&#8230;<br \/>\nTake great joy when a foreign freind<br \/>\nTells me I scared his wife (not the kids!) with tales I told her<br \/>\nAnd their family that first Halloween,<br \/>\nWhen such tales should be told&#8230;<br \/>\nKeep alive and share the tradition and the joys<br \/>\nOf storytelling that never grows old&#8230;<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><strong>Background &#8211;<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>As with many families, we had many ghost stories to tell. TV horror films were never needed on an October night, when tales from our families from North Longford of <a href=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.celtichosting.com\/index.php\/old-clonbroney\/\">headless horsemen at the Corn mill<\/a>, or the <a href=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.celtichosting.com\/index.php\/ghost-at-the-gate-at-willie-cartys\/\">big tall man at Willie Cartys<\/a> gate were regaled by my parents&#8230; each having their own set of tales from their families, though they were near neighbours.<\/p>\n<p>In the age of internet and TV, this skill &#8211; its only talking, telling stories, really &#8211; is being lost, and more is the pity. My favourite tale of telling these tales is the first year my friends from Slovakia came over, I told all our tales to entertain the kids. The father pulled on me the next day &#8211; &#8220;No more scary stories please&#8221;. I was delighted, thinking the kids had nightmares and couldn&#8217;t sleep. Oh, no&#8230; it was even better. &#8220;My kids were OK&#8221; my freind said&#8230; &#8220;my wife&#8230; she no sleep!!!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Im officially banned from telling ghost stories to any of their families since!!!<\/p>\n<p>(Note &#8211; links over the ghost tales references lead to verses about the ghoststories)<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Stories of North Longford families, Of folk then dead and gone &#8211; Were told to me when I was young By those who have now passed on&#8230; The woman and wains on the wall, The snarling dog neath the old womans bed&#8230; The rattling buckets in the sheugh&#8230; The tales &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[76,77,23],"tags":[3591,2360,4335,843,2485,4336,867,4337,4338,4339],"class_list":["post-4778","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-folklore-and-legend","category-ghost-stories","category-north-longford","tag-aughagreagh","tag-banagher","tag-ghost-stories","tag-halloween","tag-haunting","tag-headless-coachman","tag-headless-horseman","tag-hearse","tag-horse-drawn-hearse","tag-tall-man-at-the-gate","column","twocol"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-1f4","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":549,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/old-clonbroney\/","url_meta":{"origin":4778,"position":0},"title":"Old Clonbroney","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"13th September 2013","format":false,"excerpt":"This is a ghost story told to me by my mother, from her grandparents, either Kiernans Mill or Treacys. 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