Pl"cshytcrian Church rebuilt over ,iQ ~·eurB ugo 011 the t!lite uf the old Meeting-House iof 1719, and to the Miansc where lived for ovel.~ 60 years of good service, the Rev. James Currie, a kindly wellwisihing man, an ide&l clergyiman in ,a rmixed community, who could make nothing 'b"Jt friends in his \O\Vn congregation, or in those outside it. . Our rqad wends northwards past Lough Allan-a word always associated with religiJon, for there you 1had St. Brigid's \,Yell and its famous Station. OrJJwiards 1past Tiricallen to the ''Nursery." That place 'Still has stranrge, living memories for me, being the camping· ground of tlhe old Roumanian Gy1psi€:s, whom I loved to steal out to visit; and 1another foreign mote, in its teams of draught oxen conveying the tree trunks to Stranorlar railway siding. And with tihe .last plaice I link the m·emory of one ma.n whom we used to see ~hawing wooden soles from the beech trunks in Stranorlar \1\arket Yard. He was to start business in BaUybofey and join with it another form of mending •souls. He brought a new denomination to Stra.norlar but the people thought that the four churches in Stranorlar were enlough, and were not interested in it. His adher·· ents were simply spoken :of as those who "followed the Clogman's followers." His name was .John Lowry, and last yeiar, anyhow, he was alive and 1well in the County and on the hinge of ihis 90th year. Tircallen brings the memory !of 1a !Pi'ctur·esque personality. Robert Bustard, a !strong Imperialist and stronger Oran1geman. whose love for siport, and .for a n!atirve product, sholwed him unmistakeably Irish of the Irish. I should like to interest you in mentioning 1a 1s1outerrairn near his house, as there is also one near Drumboe, but I must not strtay too far. And returning to Main Street, I must make mention of Bob Robinson, the smith, who with the justifiable pride of the old-time educated tradesman, wrote poetry and published it; but not for profit. And I must make special mention of one family, the :MiacNultys, the 1most respected aind intelligent in the village. I can off e r it .no greater tribute than to say that a great part of my early education was due to wbat I heard discussed as a boy at Philip Ma1cNulty'1s house. And Stranorlar, t~3iling off into the country from Hamilton'ts Row, ·,vould not be comtplete withnut mention of 'Paddy and Kit~y lVIcLaughlin's l\Vell known pub. Hamilton's Row would deserve a chapter in itself with its homely neighbourliness, BO like Ballybofey in some of its characters. lt gave us some famous warriors such as Ned Kane and W:illie Crampsie, then 80 years of .age, 1who ·used to ising an oid ·song, "Ba1mey's awa frae his warrin' and fightin';" Willitam Ewing, Robert Kilpatrick and Sam McClay , Irish in every way, bt:t the Scotch tinge of their names could only come from one side of the Finn. The story of fBaUybofey and Stranorlar WJould not be complete without the name of Dr..\Villiam Gregory, an original, kindly loveable man, the like of whom we shall rarely ever see again, .and 1who will ever be remembered as long a1s kindness to God's 1poor will be r-emembered ; or that ,of the Hevd. James Cvawford, the Episcopal 314
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