Their story
Baring-Gould presents this legend as a sample of Irish saints' lives: it survives only in fragments, written several hundred years after Lactean's death from oral tradition, and he gives it without trying to separate fact from fable. In the legend, an angel told St. Molua, a monk of Banchor (Bangor), that a pupil would be born to him in fifteen years, and Molua did not laugh during all that time of waiting. In Munster, Senecha, wife of Torphur, was expecting a child, and her breasts filled with milk before the birth. She touched the eyes of a blind old man, Mohemath, with her milk, and he saw so clearly that, the tale says, he could see Rome bathed in light.
When Lactean was born there was no water, so Mohemath used the baby's finger to sign a cross on the ground, and a spring burst out in which he was baptized. St. Alpheus refused to baptize him again, seeing he already had the grace of God. Fed on a grain that made others vomit, he came to no harm. When a cattle plague killed his father's herd, including the white cow with a red face that fed him, he was carried to her and she revived, and her milk cured the rest.
At fifteen his guardian angel, Muriel, led him to Banchor, where St. Comgal made him the pupil of Molua. Later, visiting St. Mochuda, he asked for milk; Mochuda blessed water into milk, and Lactean blessed it back into water. He founded the abbey of Clonfert and died in holiness. Baring-Gould remarks that his name (suggesting the Latin for milk) obviously attracted these milky legends.
He adds that Colgan confused him with another Lactean, a contemporary of St. Senan, after whom Lis-lachtin in Kerry is named. Lactean of Clonfert belonged to the house of Corpre Muse of Muskerry, Cork, and was a friend of St. Mochoemog (Pulcherius), abbot of Achadur.
