A correspondent of the Waterford Chronicle, writing from Carrick-on-Suir describes the following singular case of credulity: ‘A tailor named Thomas Keevan, in Carrickbeg, has for some time past laboured under paralysis, and is thereby quite feeble, reduced to a skeleton, and is at this moment ‘waking and laid out’ in his house as a dead corpse, with candles lighting at each side of him, in shroud and ribbons since last night; and is to continue in that sate until twelve o’clock this night, when he is to be interred, and a few shovels of clay thrown on his coffin; and to be then left in the church-yard alone. The sorcerer, or fairy man who gives these directions to Keevan’s wife and himself on this business, says, that the true Keeven will be at home at Carrickbeg, sitting at the fire on her return from the church-yard, after his returning from the ‘fairies’, as by his doing the above the spell be broken, and in the coffin there will be found only a broom instead of the fairy buried. Anon, ‘Curious Case of Superstition’, 1843