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Greene’s Hotel, Kinvara

Connacht Tribune 6th June 1975 p.29 (abridged)FREEN
After speaking at “The Crane”, Kinvara Maud Gonne McBride and Mary McSwiney came to the Greene’s hotel for refreshments. Apart from Dun Guaire, it is said to be both the oldest house and the oldest hostelry in Kinvara. Sean McBride stayed there for two weeks when trying to found the Clann na Poblachta Party. Michael Davitt addressed his Kinvara supporters from an upstairs window in the hotal.

Another caller was Patsy Conry (Padraic O Conaire) whose Asal Beag Dubh had Kinvara associations.  In 1848 John Dillon escaped capture via the Quay, Kinvara, steered by John Holland from Kinvara.

Nearby is a large warehouse which was once owned by Persse’s of Galway for storing their whiskey. John Greene remembers Baron de Basterot’s young son in Duras House. The locals persuaded the young lad to try standing “on his head” and while some praised him for his efforts, others made off with the coins that fell from his pockets. Across from Greene’s hotel is an old parish church and graves, one with a curious inscription:
James O’Farrell lies under this stone,
Pray for him ye Christians
To sin he was prone.

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A daring attempt – Kinvara – 1876

Relic of the True Cross, Decani Monastery, Kosovo Wikimedia Commons
Relic of the True Cross, Decani Monastery, Kosovo
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Freeman’s Journal 21st October 1876 p 17

A daring robbery was attempted on the 10th of August, at Kinvara, near Ennistymon (sic.). The administrator of the parish, Father Molony, was attending a diocesan retreat of the clergy, and in his absence a burglar entered the oratory and abstracted a beautiful gold cross and silver pedestal, the latter containing a gold box set with precious stones enclosing a piece of the true cross. It was a treasured relic in the parish, being the gift of a French Catholic nobleman, Baron de Bastrot, whose ancestry, in the stormy days of the French Revolution, had acquired property in the locality. It is pleasant to say that the burglar was detected in his midnight depredations by some of the female inmates, who raised shrieks sufficient to awake the dead and appal the living. So terrible was their effect on the burglar that in his hurried exit through the window he dropped the booty in the dark, and did not consider it prudent, with Pandemonium at his heels, to stay and pick it up.