The Stranger

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As she stepped off the coach it started to rain.  She didn’t mind.  She was home ………home again after so many long years away.  It would take more than the weather to dampen her spirits!  And anyway, it wasn’t really proper rain!  It was a fine soft drizzle and as she lifted her face to the sky, it felt warm on her skin.

She collected her luggage and moved quickly to the river wall.

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Where are the Sessions?

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It is now Sunday afternoon and after dinner my wife and I will go to Rostrevor for the opening of the Fiddler’s Green Festival.  I shall avoid the Derry self-publicist and listen to Burn the Whins.  This is a highly-talented local (Mayobridge) folk group that includes mandolin player Robbie Dinsmore and multi-instrumental singer/songwriter Loretta Phillips.  This pair also play with many others, every Tuesday night at The Cove, Derrylacka.  I asked Loretta to name the local ‘sessions’ for visiting tourists, who might not be so lucky as to have the Fiddlers when they visit us.   
 
‘Our Tuesday nights out at Gerry and Coleen Guest’s pub is normally a quiet, self-indulgent session, but ideal for tourists and locals alike, who enjoy the music but like to converse among themselves at the same time.
 
It’s not always that quiet!  Among the musicians who regularly attend are Willie O’Hare on fiddle, Benny Sands (vocals, banjo etc) and wife Barbara (bohran), Charlie McGeown (fiddle) Benny McKay, Eddie McIntyre (accordion) Eddie Ruddy (whistle) and of course, ourselves.  Ten till one.  Come!
 
There’s another great session on Tuesdays in Forkhill.  Famous guest artist featured weekly, then over to the regulars.  You might get an aul’ story too from Michael Quinn!
 
A few miles away Bernard O’Hanlon has a regular weekend session in Mullaghbane, I’m not sure now whether it’s Friday, Saturday or Sunday but give him a ring!
 
Rostrevor has two mid-week sessions, on Tuesday nights in the Corner House and the Kilbroney Arms on Wednesday nights. 
 
Tuesday nights seem the most popular.  P J O’Hare’s in Carlingford (where I’d be attending the Four Pennies al capella jazz session at this minute if I wasn’t preparing to go to Rostrevor)  usually has Deidre Rodgers, Gerry O’Connor, Gerry Donnan and M Farrell playing.  Now, there’s a line-up!
 
There are also Friday night sessions (once a month) in Bryansford and Maghera (the Co Down one!).  
 
I’ll not mention the Thursday night Railway Bar, Newry session for you’ve advertised it already.
 
Do you think that will be enough to keep your visitors busy?’
 
Well, Loretta, what with the recently-completed and highly-successful Warrenpoint Ulster Fleadh, the Maid of Mournes, Fiddler’s, Lislea Summer Drama and all the rest, I think so.
 
Must hurry.  Can’t miss Loretta in Rostrevor.  
 
P.S. She’s gorgeous and charming as well.  Oh to be youthful again!

Frank Carroll: Missionary

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Attending the Abbey Grammar in the ’60s we could look out a window to the home at 71 Castle Street, of Archbishop Francis Carroll.  The Christian Brothers never tired of lauding his praises as the greatest of their past-pupils.  Perhaps we were too young or sceptical then to appreciate their words.  To show they were not – in the words of my old mentor, Paddy Arthur Crinion – ‘wasting their sweetness on the desert air’, I post this tribute!

Francis Carroll was born the son of Patrick and Mary Carroll and attended the Abbey Christian Brothers School in Newry.  Deciding to become a priest he studied theology at Dromantine until June 1937.  He was one of eighteen priests ordained by Bishop Mulhern in St Colman’s Cathedral in December 1936.  Frank was to have a distinguished missionary career in Africa.  Attempts to establish a mission in the Monrovia district of Liberia had met with limited success before his arrival.  Liberia was (and is) an impoverished country with a dispersed population, simmering political unrest, poor communications and a virtual absence of medical facilities.  The difficult climate – just a few degrees from the equator, and known as the Whiteman’s Grave – the isolation and the poverty exacted a heavy toll on members of the Irish province of the SMA. 

 

Frank took charge of a mission composed of young and inexperienced priests.  His jurisdiction on the Kru Coast was accessible only by sea and was the least developed region of that underdeveloped republic.  Yet through his energetic and outgoing personality, his excellent relations with the indigenous population and with the Americo-Liberian government of President Tubman, his clear conception of what he required, his skill in obtaining funds and his exceptional ability to ‘get things done’, he succeeded in transforming the moribund coastal mission of 1951 into the thriving, vigorous mission of 1958. 

 

Frank’s achievements when he became Bishop were no less impressive.  His skills as a diplomat when he later served as apostolic delegate and Vatican representative were of inestimable value.  For his lifetime’s work Frank was four times decorated by the Liberian government for outstanding services to the nation in education, health, social welfare and evangelism.  It is a tragedy that the ‘country of the freed slaves’ today does not have the services of one of his qualities.  Liberia unfortunately is once again one of the most afflicted countries on the African continent.

 

Frank Carroll’s remains lie in St Mary’s Cemetery.  An obituary by a senior colleague summarized his life’s work:

 

‘A missionary in Liberia for forty-two years .. when Archbishop Carroll retired he was beyond question the foreigner who knew more Liberians from all walks of life and all social classes than anyone else.  All this time he promoted Liberian education at every level.  He took particular interest in the poor and the sick, establishing orphanages and clinics throughout the country.  His door was always open not just to diplomats and government officials, but to the poor.  He gave particular attention to youth.  In a country where Catholics are a small minority he made the role of the Church appreciated by all.  He leaves behind the memory of a man of deep faith who had a great love for the people of Liberia.’  And for the people of Newry, I might add.  May he rest in peace. 

Dromantine History

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Dromantine will be extensively featured on Newry Journal for a short while.  Every Catholic (and we hope, many of other faiths and none) is familiar with Dromantine Sundays, a fun day organised to raise funds for the SMA [Society of African Missions] when the beautiful grounds of this most impressive estate are open to all.  The College now serves mainly as a Retreat House and no finer place for such activity could be imagined.  The well-kept grounds, the extensive lakeside walks, the impressive 19th century country house, the new Conference Centre, the goldfish pond, the drumlin countryside panorama – it is the perfect place to de-stress and reflect on the spiritual and contemplative life, and all within a few miles of Newry centre! 
 
I will shortly feature the work in Africa of one of Newry’s greatest sons, Bishop Carroll of the SMA, who was trained at Dromantine.  Then I intend to summarize the centuries of history of this great area, its people and the estate.  Finally I will refer to the recent renovations and the role of the College today.  First, a short summary of IMPORTANT DATES.
 
The Magennis clan was for centuries the ruling clan in Iveagh, an extensive area covering most of the present day’s west County Down and reaching from Lough Neagh in the north to the Irish Sea in the south.  Some leaders occasionally participated in the resistance to the encroaching powers of the Normans and later, the English.  Most however, took a more pragmatic approach to ensure their survival.  Thus in the seizure and ‘re-grant’ era of the early seventeenth century, Arthur Magennis, in 1611, received 4,200 acres in ten townlands within the precinct of Clanaghan (Glen).   The Magennises continued in ownership for a century and a quarter.
 
1611  Arthur Magennis receives Dromantine in ‘re-grant’.
1737  Dromantine put up for sale.
1741 John Innes of Scotland buys Dromantine.
1808  Building of the present house.
1810  Construction of the lake.
1859  Extensive construction work on House.
1865  Work on House completed.
1922  Dromantine House bought by Samuel McKeever.
1926  The Society of African missions buys Dromantine.
1927  First eleven of 587 priests ordained.
1931  St Patrick’s Wing built.
1935  St Brendan’s Wing built.
1936  Work begins on Chapel.
1959  St Colman’s and Assembly Hall opened.
1974  Dromantine closes as a Seminary.
1975  Dromantine opens as a Retreat Centre.
1998  Major renovation work begins.
2001  Renovation work completed.

Ballymoyer House: National Trust

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The Synnot family soon after arrived in the parish of Ballymoyer and leased eight townlands from the See of Armagh.  In 1778 Sir Walter Synnot [High Sheriff of County Armagh 1783] built the original Ballymoyer House in the townland of Ballintemple.  The family was involved not only in the linen trade but also owned lead mines in the vicinity. 
‘The lands were healthy and barren previous to 1778, when Sir Walter Synnot erected a house and became a resident landlord; scarcely a tree or shrub was to be seen and the agricultural implements were of the rudest kind.  He constructed good roads in the vicinity and planted forest trees [Lewis S. 1837].’

The Ballymoyer House Demesne Was Extensive and Ornate

‘The mansion built by Sir Walter Synnot and the demesne attached to it is laid out and planted in a tasteful style.  Three mountain streams after debouching from the glens of their upper course, unite in the lawn and form a scene both beautiful and romantic.'[Parliamentary Gazetter 1844].
By 1838 the family had bought the eight townlands and continued to improve the estate.  By the latter part of the 1870s they owned 7,321 acres.  In 1901 the demesne had passed through marriage to the Hart-Synnot family who presented it to the National trust in 1937.
Today Ballymoyer (estate and woodland walk) is still a National Trust property and is well worth a visit.  It is located close to Whitecross, nine kilometres from Newry and four kilometres from Newtownhamilton.


Abbey Newry History …

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Gullion Legends

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Slieve Gullion is the most mystic of Irish mountains, linked with Irish literature through the ‘Chase of Slieve Gullion’.  It is associated with many Irish heroes of old, principally Cuchullain – and Cullain the smith to King Conor MacNessa whose name by proxy, the boy Setanta borrowed. 
 

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Mayflower Dancing

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Of course Margaret the Flower was merely exhibiting on our behalf a very ancient Celtic custom.  In his History of Creggan (1840) Nelson wrote of these too:  this misguided Christian minister however disavowed ancient Irish custom in favour of his own classical training.  He was wont to ascribe their origin to the ancient Greek or Roman.
 
‘On May eve some young persons, male and female, go to gather Mayflowers in the meadow.  They carry these home or scatter them about the doors on the same evening.  Of the origin of this they know nothing but it may be the remains of the ancient Roman Floralia. 
 
In the neighbouring parish of Louth the figure of a female is made nearly as large as life which is dressed fantastically with flowers, ribbons etc.  This image possibly represents Flora the goddess of flowers and some say of fecundity.  Around this figure a man and a woman, for the most part his wife dressed in the same way as the figure, dance to the sound of a fiddle, exhibiting themselves in many ridiculous positions and forms, to the great amusement of the general populace. 
 
During all this time the figure is kept moving up and down as if dancing.  These exhibitions are usually closed by a collection taken up for the actor and actress who generally act another scene of drunkenness the same evening’.

Right Sort of Doctor

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On Slieve Gullion’s sunny slopes, Deirdre is said to have grown from infancy to girlhood with a voice so sweet that when she sang, the thrushes were silent with envy. 
 
There too Fingan the great physician to King Conor MacNessa, had his house with door open on each side to the four winds of Heaven.  He was the right sort of a doctor too for he could tell from the smoke that arose from a house, how many were ill in it and what maladies they suffered from.
 
Tradition says that it was in a glen in the valley below it that Conor MacNessa, the only ruler in Ireland to believe in Christ before the coming of Patrick, died of holy anger on that first Good Friday.
 
Most people however, know the mountain for the Calliagh Berra whose home is atop and who it is said, still roams there at night.  It would be a brave man indeed who would confront her in her house by the lake at the midnight hour!