Editor’s Note: this relates to Co. Cavan.
Well, I heard of one woman [who had seen a banshee]…; her and the old sister lived together. Her name was Lizzie Crowe. And the old sister was very bad; she was working in the agony of death this summer’s evening after sunset. So she [Lizzie] went down and stood leaning over the half-door, and the crying started. She had a turf stack up on a wee hill in front of the house. The crying started near the turf stack and she looked up – the sun was set, it was not dark – and this wee old small woman bent in two with a grey head went crying around the turf stack. She went round the back of it and disappeared. She did not see her anymore and she quit crying… That is the only person ever I heard that seen the banshee… I never seen it. I never heard tell of anyone only this woman, and she certified it. She was a Protestant woman the name of Crowe. (quoted in Lysaght 1998, 25)