A pastoral scene from Newbridge in County Kildare today with lots of life on view, after the late Josephine Eliza’s plaque yesterday. Drovers with their sheep and DOG moving along Main Street in the town as they head to market.
TO MEATH of the pastures,
From wet hills by the sea,
Through Leitrim and Longford
Go my cattle and me.
Photographer:
Unknown
Collection:
Eason Photographic Collection
Date: between 1900-1920
NLI Ref:
EAS_2527
You can also view this image, and many thousands of others, on the NLI’s catalogue at
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Info:
Owner:
National Library of Ireland on The Commons
Source:
Flickr Commons
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DannyM8
The Dog is in control!
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Streetview - goo.gl/maps/8XNJFjvXa49bmWHp7
Foxglove
yes, working dog ! instead of, as happens in many of the catalogue, people just standing around or leaning against walls. This could suggest to others that Irish people are a bit on the easy side . I am going to show this image around to see if any former colleagues can hint on the sheep breed. Danny , be reassured the sheep will never be in control 🐐 but goats will
Niall McAuley
The ladies outfit suggests later in the date range.
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[https://www.flickr.com/photos/gnmcauley] ... as do the enormous telegraph poles! I thought the lady was one-legged until I megazoomed her! There are a number of Eason and Lawrence photos of this street, and I think they can be organised chronologically by the number of cross-beams on the telegraph poles. BUT ... there is another Eason photo of further down the street which has a Ford Model T (photographer's?) and lower poles with less cross-beams, implying earlier than today's photo. Mr "Eason" must have gone to Newbridge twice ... catalogue.nli.ie/Record/vtls000558240 EDIT - we were there previously; see comments ... [https://www.flickr.com/photos/nlireland/29776825564/]
cargeofg
https://www.flickr.com/photos/gnmcauley My thoughts as well the hem line has risen since Monday. There is also a lorry in the distance with sheeted load.
suckindeesel
The Crown Hotel looks to be in same location as modern hotel. Wall of barracks on right. Edit. No, it's now Judge Roy Beans Looks like Edward, not Main, Street
cargeofg
On closer inspection on megazoom "lorry " would be a heavy cart given the angle of the wheels and legs in the centre. Trees in leaf and sheep are unshorn so late Spring to early Summer.
ɹǝqɯoɔɥɔɐǝq
Flickr is sometimes amazing! Via https://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_irish/ A little later (see extra poles) https://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_irish/3438534643/ And in 2009 https://www.flickr.com/photos/mike_irish/3441579501/
suckindeesel
The Crown Hotel became 'The Grand" before Judge Roy Beans www.buildingsofireland.ie/buildings-search/building/11818... Building to left of hotel www.buildingsofireland.ie/buildings-search/building/11818... Building on extreme left www.buildingsofireland.ie/buildings-search/building/11818... Barracks on right archiseek.com/2016/1819-cavalry-barracks-newbridge-co-kil... Site of Whitewater S.C.
suckindeesel
https://www.flickr.com/photos/foxglove https://www.flickr.com/photos/[email protected] The 'Red Setter' brand of bailer twine came from a factory located behind wall on right.
DannyM8
http://www.flickr.com/photos/[email protected]/ Irish Ropes?
suckindeesel
https://www.flickr.com/photos/[email protected] That's the one, probably from c 1935. Well it is sort of doggy. Pity we don't have a date for the renaming to 'The Grand'
suckindeesel
‘But all the dreadful butchers in a row, To my far-searching thoughts appear, Who know indeed we to the shambles go, Whilst I, whom none but Beelzebub would shear, Nor but his dam would milk, must for my carcase fear.’ Ann Finch
silverio10
Buenas fotos antiguas .
John A. Coffey
Christy Moore was born at No.3 Moorefield Terrace (2nd house left beside the Hotel) The winter it has passed And the summer's come at last The small birds are singing in the trees And their little hearts are glad Ah, but mine is very sad Since my true love is far away from me And straight I will repair To the Curragh of Kildare For it's there I'll finds tidings of my dear