Kenn-Avrat was the ancient name of Seefin mountain, rising over the village of Glenosheen, two miles from Ardpatrick. Slieve-Keen, the old name of the hill of Carrigeennamroanty, near Seefin. Fermoy, a well-known town and barony in the county Cork. It appears from the text that the district was anciently known by the name of Coill-na-drua, or the wood of the druids. Lehan, the ancient name of the district round Castlelyons, in the county Cork. Fermorc, now the baronies of Connello, in Limerick. (See note, page 184.) Curoi Mac Dara, a celebrated chief who flourished in the time of the Red Branch Knights of Ulster, viz., in the first century of the Christian era. Curoi had his residence on a mountain near Tralee, still called Caherconree (the fortress of Curoi), and his "patrimony" was South Munster. The remains of Curoi's great stone fortress are still to be seen on Caherconree. Loch Lein, the Lakes of Killarney. Caher-Dun-Isca, now the town of Caher, on the Suir, in Tipperary. Femin was the name of the great plain lying to the south and west of the mountain of Slievenaman, or Slieve-na-man-finn, near Clonmel, in Tipperary. Balla-Gavran, or the pass of Gavran, an ancient road, which ran by Gavran (now Gowran), in the county Kilkenny. Cratloe, a well-known district on the Clare side of the Shannon, near Limerick. [XCVII.] Cliach, the old name of the plain lying round Knockainy. [XCVIII.] Fomor, a gigantic warrior, a giant; its primitive meaning is "a sea-robber," commonly called a Fomorian. (See note 5 at the end.) [XCIX.] Gilla Dacker means "a slothful fellow"--a fellow hard to move, hard to manage, hard to have anything to do with. CHAPTER II. CONAN AND FIFTEEN OF THE FENA ARE CARRIED OFF BY THE GILLA DACKER'S HORSE. When the Gilla Dacker saw the Fena beating his horse at such a rate, he seemed very angry, and addressed the king in these words-- "King of the Fena, I now see plainly that all the fine accounts I heard about you and the Fena are false, and I will not stay in your service--no, not another hour. You can see for yourself the ill usage these men are giving my horse without cause; and I leave you to judge whether any one could put up with it--any one who had the least regard for his horse. The time is, indeed, short since I entered your service, but I now think it a great deal too long; so pay me my wages, and let me go my ways." But Finn said, "I do not wish you to go; stay on till the end of your year, and then I will pay you all I promised you." "I swear," answered the Gilla Dacker, "that if this were the very last day of my year, I would not wait till morning for my wages, after this insult. So, wages or no wages, I will now seek another master; but from this time forth I shall know what to think of Finn Mac Cumal and his Fena!" With that the Gilla Dacker stood up as straight as a pillar, and, turning his face towards the south-west, he walked slowly away.