Listen:

"'There is a stone there, whoever kisses,
Oh! he never misses to grow eloquent;
'Tis he may clamber to a lady's chamber,
Or become a Member of Parliament.
A clever spouter, he'll sure turn out, or
An "out--an'--outer" to be let alone;
Don't hope to hinder him, or to bewilder him,
Sure, he's a pilgrim from the Blarney Stone.'

"Now, then, these are the facts in the case," concluded Lucy. "Proceed
to do."

Chester climbed the long stairs to the top. From the western edge, he
looked down and waved at Lucy, then hurriedly scanned the beautiful
prospect about him. The wonderful stone then drew his attention. It is
set in the parapet wall, being one of the under stones in the middle of
the tower. This parapet does not form part of the wall, but is detached
from it, being built out about two feet and supported by a sort of
scaffolding brace of masonry. This leaves a space between the battlement
and the wall, which in olden times, enabled the defenders to drop stones
and other trifles on to the heads of assailants one hundred twenty feet
below. Two iron bands now reach around the famous stone, spanning the
open space, and fastened to the wall. The aspirant who wishes to kiss
the stone, must grasp these irons, one in each hand, and hang on for
dear life. As the stone is underneath the parapet, the feat of kissing
it is not easy. In the first place, one must lie on one's back, then
with head extended over the wall, the head must be bent down and back
far enough to touch the lips to the stone. To perform the feat safely,