(Irish: Tigh an Raoilinn) is a village in County Carlow, Ireland.
It is within the townland of Tinriland (historically Tinrilan) in
the parish of Tullowmagimma.
- St. Joseph's
Church, Tinryland Carlow
- Tinryland Church was originally built in 1819 by Father Tyrrell
(1823-46). in the style of Cruciform. J.K.L. (Bishop James Doyle) was
Bishop-Elect of the diocese when he consecrated the new church. It was
built on the site of a mud-walled chapel.
Church alterations took place in 1974 under architects Tyndall,
Hogan & Hurley, Dublin; building contractors were the Carbery firm of
Carlow. the three galleries with their stairs of stone were taken
down. A new sanctuary area was constructed and a new alter and
Baptismal font of Wicklow granite installed.
- Tinryland House
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by Peadar Mac Murcadha
the 1930's Tinryland Church was a haven of peace and quiet. I often
spent time of a sunny evening watching the effect of the sunrays
shining through the coloured glass of the narrowed windows onto the
altar. The white altar cloth would be covered in a magic collection
of blues-yellows-greens-purples-reds all mingled in an array of
mixtures giving hues of all shades that changed with the moving sun
as it sank into the west, leaving me mesmerized.
The altar setting
for the forty hours adoration was something to behold. Candles of
all sizes and flowers by the armful arrayed in serried ranks with
hardly space between them to allow attention. The parish priest and
curate with a platoon of altar boys - candles all aflame, incense
rising to the ceiling, the monstrance standing on the altar
surrounded by, and reflecting the light of a million candles seemed
to give to us children a vision of heaven itself. The same church
however was nearly the cause of me losing my innocent faith in the
mystery and mystique of Catholicism.
I had just started serving mass
on my own having been trained in the Latin by the schoolmaster and
on the altar movements by the senior altar boys. I was allotted a
place on the weekly roster to serve the daily morning Mass. I now
had certain perks one of which was that I did not have to be in
school until 10 o'clock instead of the regular starting time. This
was to enable you to go home after Mass for your breakfast. You were
allowed to serve at weddings, on the Bishop's visit, funerals, forty
hours and the May procession. Up to this you were only filling space
with no power. However, back to my threatened loss of my faith. When
serving and prior to that elevation of status I was always intrigued
by the tabernacle. No matter how many people came for communion the
tabernacle never failed to supply. It was simply a never-ending
source of sacred hosts. One morning I was serving the Parish Priest
when he turned around on the altar and beckoned me to come to him. I
rose and ascended the steps to his side. He placed his hand on my
head and told me to go to his house (a 100 yards away) and ask Molly
the housekeeper for the biscuit tin. Is he out of his mind said I to
myself? But a well-trained altar boy never questioned His Reverence.
I backed down the steps, genuflected and took off for the house.
Molly was at the hall door and seeing me in my altar boys attire of
black soutane, laced edge surplice and black altar slippers, came
towards me not knowing what to expect.
I puffed out that His
Reverence wanted the biscuit tin and she apparently knew what to do
for she disappeared inside and came out with a small round tin of
about 8" diameter and about 2" deep. There you are now says she, run
with it, but do not let it fall whatever you do. I ran back up the
avenue, in the wicket door and up the steps to the sacristy door,
where with the devil's prompting I took a look into the tin. Holy
Moses it was full of hosts!! I nearly fainted with awe at what I
held in my hand. I had been trained to have the greatest
respect for the sacred host - "never, never touch it," said the
schoolmaster, not even with your teeth - "on your tongue only. Only
a priest can touch the host.
It's so precious it can only be kept in
a gold or silver chalice in the Holy Tabernacle." Holy God what was
the world coming to when an altar boy would find himself with a
biscuit tin of Hosts. I slapped on the lid, entered the sacristy,
went out on the altar and handed the box to his Reverence. He opened
the box and filled the chalice, which he blessed and placed inside
the Tabernacle. For days I was dumbfounded until eventually I told
the schoolmaster who with profound wisdom put his hand on my head
and said, "You did what you did but the Priest has the power!".
A Little Bit of Our Heritage.
Recently the people of Tinryland have become more aware of their
heritage with the placement in front of the Church of the large
granite Baptismal font which came from Linkardstown Church. It is
centuries old and still in good condition and it provides a reminder
to us our entire Christian heritage and the faith of our forefather.
(Tigh an Raoireann; House of Raoire; A very ancient
name of a Royal Residence)
The Tinryland area is rich in heritage and culture, with its own
trove of treasures, most of which have been discovered and recorded down
through the centuries. The early records show that people lived in the
Tinryland area around the time 3700-3400 BC. These people would have been
the first farming type people of the Neolithic Period (New Stone Age) and
probably the first people to settle in the area. They farmed the land,
domesticated cattle, sheep and goats, wove textiles and made pottery.
Evidence of these people was found at the ancient burial site in
Linkardstown in 1943. The find consisted of a Polygonal stone chamber
paved with stones that sloped upwards and inwards. Inside was found the
remains of a single human, along with some pottery. The National Museum of
Ireland were notified of the find and the items found were sent away for
examination. This find was of immense archaeological importance and was
the first burial plot of kind found in Southern Ireland.
The heritage trail finder map in Tinryland village documents the
other areas of historical interest in the Tinryland area including the
locations of many castles, churches and graveyards.
While the Linkardstown Church and Graveyard is now in ruins, the old
stone baptismal font use at this church now stands on the grounds of St.
Joseph's Church, Tinryland and dates back to the 1700's.
Ballyloo Castle, only a fragment of which remains, was home to the
Kavanagh family and was built by Art Og Kavanagh of Pulmonty, King of
Leinster who died in 1417. This castle was the centre for the Kavanagh's
of Ballyloo until the arrival of Cromwell 200 years later. This castle was
a structure of four stories high with a view of the countryside in all
The site of Graiguenaspideog Castle was another Kavanagh home built
in the 1400's. Rumour has it that years later those near the ruins of the
castle claimed on some nights you could hear music, laughter, singing and
the clinking of crystal glasses very clearly in the background.
Another area of immense historical significance mentioned is the
ancient cross site of the Monastery of St. Willibrord of Luxembourg in
Clonmelsh, who studied in the area for 12 years.
Nearby is Clonmelsh Church and Graveyard where the ancestors of Walt
Disney and the Butler family are buried.
Pierce Butler of Garryhundon was one of the architects of the
American constitution and was one of its signatories in Philadelphia in
1788. He went on to represent South Carolina at George Washington's
Presidential Inauguration. He went on to become advisor to three
consecutive presidents and turned down a nomination to run for the
Vice-Presidency before his death in 1822.
The 1798 Commemoration Stone was erected on the main approach road
to the village on the 200th anniversary of the uprising in 1998. The
monument was built in honour of the locals who fought and died in the
insurrection and at the battle of Carlow in May 1798.
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