Once upon a time a very beautiful girl lived, with her old granny, in a tiny cottage beside Killeavy Old Church.
In the past people had different ideas of beauty from those we have today. A girl was thought to be a beauty if she had a big, broad back - fit to pull a plough, or to carry two buckets of water.
Well this girl had a big broad back and aroused passion in the breasts of all the boys in the neighbourhood, one of whom described her as, "Tall enough to eat hay out of a loft, and strong enough to pull turf like a donkey", which was high praise indeed.
The boys chased the girl in vain. She was simply not interested. "I am strong enough to look after myself and my old granny," she said. "Why should I bother with a man. If I'd a man I'd just have an extra set of socks to wash!"
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