Notes by Seán McGuinness, T.D. (Kilbeggan), [Tintown Camp] who lists his destination as 'Unknown' :

'A United people proud and courageous cannot be reduced to slavery' . Also quotes Terence MacSwiney : 'men and measures may come and go but principles are eternal.'

Verse transcribed by Frank McGuinness (Kilbeggan), Hut 31, Rath Camp:

'Our Flag

We raised it up - no foot shall back
A step upon the forward track
For tis not in the days of wrath
When woe and darkness haunt our path
It is not when the gallows tree
Is decked with fruits of liberty -
That we should bend the knee or pull
Thee down 'Our homes beautiful'.

Painting of a pair of slippered feet and a cat in front of a fireplace. Entitled 'My thoughts go wandering home. Visions of Comfort' by J. Halpin (Drogheda), Rath Camp.

Note by P. Ó Rioghardán, Tintown No 3 Camp:

'Did you hear anything? Yes. They can't keep us long now.'

Signatures of P. Ó Maille and Domhnall Ó Chaomh (Tipperary), at Tintown No 3 Camp.

Quote from Eamon de Valera transcribed by Robert Daly, Hut 14, Tintown No 3 Camp:

'Soldiers of Liberty! Legion of the rearguard! Let not sorrow overwhelm you. Your efforts and the sacrifices if your dead comrades in this forlorn hope have saved the nations honour and kept open the road to independence.'

Verse by Denis (Dinny) Pender, Internee 1076, Hut 26:

'You have asked me to write in your Auts
But I don't know where to begin
For there's nothing original in me
Except for original sin'

Quote from George Washington, transcribed by Pat McCarthy, Hut No 14, Tintown No 3 Camp:

'It is too probable that no plans we propose will be adopted. Perhaps another dreadful conflict is to be sustained. If, to please the people we offer, what we ourselves disapprover, how can we afterwards defend our work? Let us raise a standard to which the wise and honest can repair; the event is in the hand of God.'

Drawing depicting a skeleton winning a 100 yd sprint in Tintown Camp in 60 years time (1983).

Verse by T. P. Duke transcribed by Tomás Ó Dúigh (Clare), Rath Camp:

'The Strike
Act 1
A rush. A cheer. A bursting of doors
with bedboard or with spike
Locks flying in Air, Ah! it's the
Boys in camp have gone on strike
The Guard called out their wind is up
in vain they bawl and shout
but the Boys don't seem to mind them
in groups they walk about.'