I will transcribe what my Aunt May wrote about the Morrins. I hope this provides a lot more detail, even if you know the rough information already.
Our great grandfather Morrin was known as Riocard or Richard Morrin. His father was Patrick Morrin. Richard was born about 1820, so his father was born a long way say in or around 1790. They lived in Upper Churchfield,near Paddy Dolan's place and he worked in Lower Churchfield for a widow Mrs. McNally. She was Penelope Flanagan from Bor Na Hanna before she married McNally. She had two young children by McNally when he died young. Later she married her workman Richard.
Tradition has it that he was a good worker and went home in the evenings, but very often returned again later and if he met anyone on the way, he told them that he forgot his pipe and that he had to come for it and a smoke. However, in a short time he married the widow and was considered lucky to marry into such a good place.
He had 5 daughters and they all worked very hard as he was a very thrifty man and wanted to marry his daughters well. Two married in Castletown as you know, and they married two Morrin men. Some say that they were distant relations. My father said that they were not. I really don't think that they were.
I think the fathers first met at the market in Balinrobe where Richard
often went to sell his produce. He gave those girls good fortunes. I don't
know when his wife died, I can't find her death in the church or state
and she was buried with her 1st husband, McNally and there is no headstone of that McNally in Churchfield. I was told that they were not related to the McNallys who are still in Churchfield, but I have my doubts. Old Mrs.
Collins told me that they were related to the McNally's of Bor Na Hannah who were related to her.
Anyhow, after marrying off his two daughters in Castletown, his daughter Nappy or Penelope as it was known later married Phillip McGing and that was 1876. I wonder why he was anxious for her to marry as she was only 19 years old he was only 56 years by then. Phillip came along and he was about 26 years and had a fortune of 100 pounds. In 1876, that was a lot of money. He was also a fine, strong young man. That money was given to his father-in-law Richard and Phillip was supposed to have the place signed over to him as was the custom to recent years. However, he and Phillip didn't get along very well and after he settled Kate and Martin Walsh in the pub as you know he got married to a widow woman from Treen, just a mile away. He took over a room in the house and managed to get a third of his land back and settled in. As you can imagine that caused a stir.
His daughters didn't like it, neither did the Coens. I must say the poor woman had 3 or 4 children and maybe they were starving. Famine was rampant those years and they had very little land in Treen. She probably did it to feed her children. They stayed in Treen. They were Coens and they mother was Anne Coen known locally as Nancy Joe. Her maiden name was Walsh. I think the children were with the grandparents Coens. Nancy Joes father had a forge near Boitrin a Yard.
However, she had a son for Richard in his old age (not too old) and they called him Richard. He must have been pleased to have a son and they grew up in the room. They had their own entrance though, so they wouldn't bother Phillip and his wife and family too much.
I asked my father once if he remembered Nancy Joe and he said and I quite "Well I do, and she was a nice old woman and I remember her giving me bread and jam." My grandfather Phillip also told my mother that she was very nice and said young Richard was like her. So there's good in everybody. She lived to 1910 aged 70 years when she died. My fathers mother Nappy died in 1906. It is nice to know that she was good to him and whatever number of his family were still young at the time.
His sister Penelope was the youngest. She was only 6 years. Richard married a returned yank and they built the house Rita bought a few years ago. So it was at least 1910 before Philip got the house to himself and by that time his wife had died and most of his family scattered off to the 4 corners of the globe.
Old Richard Morrin's son Richard was a very nice and respectable man.
We all knew him so well and we were always in and out of that house as
if it were our own and they were the same with us. I know our 2nd cousins
in Castletown and they seem to be honest people. One of the younger family
did the carpentry work in this house, the kitchen and bedrooms. He is a
trained carpenter and married to a girl in Connemara. One of the Morrin
women in Castletown had a son a priest and one a doctor. They worked very
hard. Kate had an easier life in her pub. Mary and Bridget in Castletown.
Their families married well locally and we have a lot of distant relations
in that area. They were very interested in land and livestock. Someone
said to my father "The Morrins were always blessing themselves and putting
on their caps as they went out the door" Meaning that they wouldn't rest
a minute after their meals.
[Spelling errors are my fault]
Notes for KATE MORRIN:
History of Tigh Phai
(Teach Kate Mór)
Mae (Mc Ging) Lally
Ayway back in 1879 a young girl named Kate Morrin from Churchfield was supposed to marry a young eligible man from the Cross/Cong area, right across the lake from Churchfield. She already had two sister’s married in Cross and they were well settled in good homes and farms. Their father who was known locally as Riocard O Muirrin, Richard Morrin, was in a position to give his daughters good dowries, or fortunes and in those days of hunger and famine most parents tried to have fortunes for their daughters and get them settled on the land. The more fortunes they had the more security they had, it was either that or take the long dreaded voyage to America.
Kate Morrin however didn’t want any matchmaking or fortune. She had a fine young man whom she loved dearly and they planned to marry, come what may. His name was Martin Walsh. Her father wasn’t pleased as this young fella had no land or no security for his daughter.
One fine Sunday morning the "young eligible man from Cross" and his friend came across the lake by boat to make the final arrangements for his marriage to Kate. Meanwhile Kate was going to Mass with here mother, pretending everything was fine as they walked along the two miles to the Church. Just as they were entering the Church Kate made some excuse and turned out again. After mass was over and everyone was gone home Kate married Martin Walsh. His brother was best man and her friend and neighbour Bridget Boyle was her bridesmaid. In the meantime the boatmen had come ashore in Churchfield and in no time at all the news spread that the couple had married and fled. The men from Cross were dumbfounded and so were her parents.
After a short time her parents forgave her and sent for them. At the time her older sister Penelope, who was my grandmother and her husband, my grandfather Philip Mc Ging who hailed from the Aughagower area, and their young children lived in the old home in Churchfield. They couldn’t all live in the same house so they decided to build a pub on the lakeshore.
In those days a lot of trading and business was carried on back and over between Tourmakeady and Ballinrobe by boat. People from all around the area brought any farm produce they had to spare to the market in Ballinrobe and brought home other necessities of life if they could afford it. A lot of wool was taken by boat and many other products of wool, such as socks and flannel etc.
So Kate’s father along with his two sons in law went to work and built the pub in the ideal location of business. That was 1879. I think it has stood the test of time, as it hadn’t changed at all since it was build until recently. Kevin and Cathy O Toole, the new owners have blended in the new with the old and the place known locally for many years as Teach Kate Mór is still in business.
Martin and Kate had three daughters and had a happy life, but unfortunately Martin passed away when he was still a young man and it wasn’t easy for a woman to carry on the business and rear her children. After some years she married Richard Feeney. He was a very nice man and she had a son and daughter by Feeney.
When I was growing up it was Feeney that was there and his name was over the
door but it didn’t matter what name was over the door, the old people always
called it Teach Kate Mór, especially the Irish speakers. I went there
almost every evening after school for paraffin oil, tobacco or a loaf of bread.
Kate Mór was long gone then but her daughter Bridge Walsh and her stepfather
Feeney managed the place as best they could. He was an old man then and Bridge
was also in poor health so they compensated Feeney’s son and Leo Duffy a grandson
of Kate and Martin took over the pub. That didn’t last long as Leo Duffy got
killed in Northern Ireland. Then Paddy Walsh a grand nephew of Martin Walsh
bought the place and the younger generation called it Paddy’s. The older generation
think it should be called what it was originally called – Teach Kate Mór.
Teach Máire Luke in Gortmore and Teach Kate Mór in Churchfield
were some of the first licensed pubs in the area.