Oldal 1 [1]
By Charles Jackson.
G od people of this country of high & low degree,
A murder great to you I state; a feeling tragedy,
Within six miles of Midleton an six of Youghal town
‘The widow Margt. Keleher, alas she was cut down.
Tn union with her son-in-law this women did reside
Without dispute or argument since the as her
daughter died.
Forty acres of good land she cared and minded well
Till by some cruel murderers hand alas this woman
‘fell.
Upoa the 25th of May, as you will understand,
the land,
He left! Hui with taeir boy at home as now we will
describe,
Alas, It was the last sight that he saw of her alive.
Early the next morning, the truth I will unfold,
The neighbours were alarmed when the servant boy
he told—
‘much in dread,
And feared. the widow. ies was murlered in
her bed. :
The peopl ran thro fear, and the Priest and doctor
came,
They used their skill to make her speak but now it
. Was in vain.
Her boxes were forced opeu, and their contents
strewn about,
doubt
The’ police carefully searched the house, and the old
hatchet found,
Which proved to be ta instrament which caused
each deadiy wound, |
With blood and hair it was besmeared, & its victim
suffered sore,
With mangfed head fying an her bad, all ng | in
her gore.
The servant boy was taken on suspicion of the deed,
By the Coroner's jury on the inquest he was freed,
‘Lnere was no coming evidence on which fhey could
rv
To send this man for trial in the next mouth of July
The Lord was looking ou the crime committed on
that night,
aud he may in his wisdom briug this savage deed
to light,
tian pray,
Amongst the bfessed, may she find rest upon the
judgment day.
© The Board of Trinity College Dublin