There once lived a poor man called Lusmore, at the foot of the Galtee Mountains in Tipperary, and he was born with a great hump on his back. One evening he was passing the fort of Knockgrafton and he heard the sweetest singing and music he had ever heard coming from inside the fort. He listened and heard the words: "Dé Luain, Dé Máirt, Dé Luain, Dé Máirt, Dé Luain, Dé Máirt," over and over again. He knew that dancing to this monotonous music would be difficult, so when "Dé Luain, Dé Máirt" had been said three times, he cupped his hands and shouted, "Agus Dé Céadaoin!" The fairies inside the fort took up the song with the new words, and were delighted with it. They could now finish their dance as the music had lines of four beats and it was much more interesting:

"Dé Luain, Dé Máirt, Dé Luain, Dé Máirt, 
Dé Luain, Dé Máirt, is Dé Céadaoin.
Dé Luain, Dé Máirt, Dé Luain, Dé Máirt,
Dé Luain, Dé Máirt, is Dé Céadaoin."

They took Lusmore into the fort and said:

"Lusmore! Lusmore! Doubt not, nor deplore,
For the hump which you bore on your back is no more;
Look down on the floor, and view it, Lusmore!"

It happened as the fairies said, the dance continued, and just before sunrise, Lusmore fell into a deep sleep. When he awoke he was outside the fort and he made his way home. He was now a fine tall man without a hump and with a new stylish outfit into the bargain!

Not long afterwards, another man by the name of Jack Madden, wanted to get rid of his hump, and he too went to the fort. When he heard the song he thought he'd add, "agus Dé Déardaoin agus Dé hAoine" thinking that if one day was good that two would be better, and that if Lusmore had one new suit of clothes given him, he should have two. He didn't know much about music, though, and the fairies were so angry with him that they said:

"Jack Madden! Jack Madden! Your words came so bad in
The tune we felt glad in; this castle you're had in,
That your life we may sadden; here's two humps for Jack Madden!"

Then twenty of the strongest fairies lifted Lusmore's hump onto the back of Jack Madden and they kicked him out of the castle. He got no new suit either, and didn't live long with all the weight he had to carry!
 

Thady Rua O'Dowd was elected chieftain of his clann after his father died. His first task, before he could take up the new position, was to find a bride. This was a difficult task since there were so many to choose from, and he found that those he liked most were cold towards him, while he wasn't fond enough of those who would have him for a husband. For weeks and weeks he paced up and down the golden sands of Enniscrone beach until one morning, as he rounded the bend at Scurmore, he saw the most beautiful maiden he had ever seen in his life. She was sitting on a rock combing her hair and singing a haunting sea-song. Thady crept up close to this beautiful creature from the sea, and, snatching her fish-tail cloak which lay beside her, he made his feelings known to her. He told her of his situation, and promised he'd love her forever and a day. She returned his love and they soon were married. Thady was the happiest man in the world that day and for many days and years to come. He hid the fish-tail carefully where his new bride, Eve, would never dream of finding it, because he feared he would lose her if she found it. When spring came and the daffodils grew around his fort at Castleconnor, Eve bore him the first of seven fine strong healthy children. Summer followed spring and autumn beckoned winter for several years, and when the youngest was able to run and leap like a hare, Thady had to leave his fort for a period. Before he left, he checked the spot where the fish-tail was hidden, and placed it in an even better hiding-place. The youngest child spotted Thady at this task and told Eve where his daddy had "hidden a bag of gold before he went away". When Eve found the fish-tail, the longing to return to the sea came back to her, and, gathering her seven children together, they set off for the sea at Scurmore. They rested on top of the hill above Enniscrone and viewed the beautiful golden strand below, and Eve, knowing that she could not take all seven children with her into the sea, changed five of them into rocks. These boulders are to be seen to this day, and are known as "The Children of the Mermaid". Eve and the two remaining children moved towards the seashore, and on the way one of those was turned into a rock. When she reached the water, she placed the youngest snugly inside her cloak and swam joyfully out to sea and was never again seen.

Many, many years ago, when there were several moons in the night sky, and crows flew backwards, there was a football match between the occupants of two forts, one by the western shore of Sligo and the other from a county called Clabber. The game was a tough one, and the lead changed many times. Sligo leading for a while, the Clabbermen catching up and going ahead, only to see the teams level again, was the order of the day, and a long day it was. The game began at sunrise and the teams rested at noon to have lunch. Everybody played, and the cheering and scolding could be heard throughout the four corners of Ireland. As the sun was setting, Sligo trailled by five points, and,  just as the final horn to end the match was about to be blown, a great big Clabberman stood on the big toe of a Sligo forward and a penalty was awarded. Conán O'Connor was given the task of drawing the game -- at that time a goal equalled five points -- if he could get a goal. He faced the crisis with all the strength he could muster, to the cheers of his team-mates and half of the crowd present. He looked at the ball and he looked at the target. He looked again and carefully placed the ball on the ground. He stepped back and with a roar like a charging bull, ran at the ball and drove it as hard as he could. The ball hit the crossbar, and if the ball didn't burst with the impact! The bladder shot under the bar and this raised a green flag, while the leather cover sailed high over the bar to raise a white flag! A goal and a point with one shot! There was an objection from the Clabbermen, who knew the rules! "The whole of the ball must pass through the opening between the posts for a score to be made!" objected the toe-squasher. "What about the air in the ball? Did ye see where that went?"
"Sure that went through too: hadn't we the wind with us in the second half!" countered Conán as he made his way to the podium.