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Gorey May 23rd 1840

I received a letter from Mr. Larcom on the
20th instant which gives me to understand that
we have to do the County of Limerick this year
as well as, and probably before Tipperary. I quote
his very words: "Limerick and Tipperary are the
other counties for this year, and I am getting
up the books of them as fast as I can. Lime-
rick is the most advanced
."

You will therefore get your part of the extracts
for that County ready as soon as you can.

I am recovering my strength very rapidly, thank
God, but I perspire too much in consequence of wear-
ing flannel, what I never work before, and I am afraid
to throw it off as the weather is yet very uncertain.

I visited the old Castle of Ferns, which is a stupen-
dous ruin and in all probability as old as the time
of Dermot Mac Murrogh. It now belongs to one
of the HyFigeinte, a Mr. William Donovan, who
has a very extensive estate in the neighbourhood,
and who is as great an orangemen as King Dermot himself. He keeps an orange lodge in one
of

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Gorey May 23rd 1840

I received a letter from Mr. Larcom on the
20th instant which gives me to understand that
we have to do the County of Limerick this year
as well as, and probably before Tipperary. I quote
his very words: "Limerick and Tipperary are the
other counties for this year, and I am getting
up the books of them as fast as I can. Lime-
rick is the most advanced
."

You will therefore get your part of the extracts
for that County ready as soon as you can.

I am recovering my strength very rapidly, thank
God, but I perspire too much in consequence of wear-
ing flannel, what I never work before, and I am afraid
to throw it off as the weather is yet very uncertain.

I visited the old Castle of Ferns, which is a stupen-
dous ruin and in all probability as old as the time
of Dermot Mac Murrogh. It now belongs to one
of the HyFigeinte, a Mr. William Donovan, who
has a very extensive estate in the neighbourhood,
and who is as great an orangemen as King Dermot himself. He keeps an orange lodge in one
of