Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1904-01-21
KISSED THE BLARNEY STONE.
New Jersey Lad Describes in Graphic
Way How He Accomplished
the Feat.

Two young Ne%warkers recently made
4 short trip abroad. their first stop hav-
ng been It Queenstown. Ireland, and
one OF them. In a letter 70 a friend
here, describes in an interesting and
humorous way how the pair kissed the
Blarney stone. famous in legend and
song. relates the Newark News. The
stone is located on the easterly side
IF the tower of Barney castle, about
$50 feet from the ground. There are
TWO ways that il may be kissed. both
being hazardous to a degree. In both
L is necessary for the person who is TO
10 the kissing TO be held by the legs.
There is a third way. but not one per-
son in a thousand attempts it. This is
10 trust the weight Of the body to the
strength OF the arms while hanging in
midair near the top of the castle.
In Dooley style the letter Of the Ne
warker begins:
" 'Tis me that's a lucky omadhoun.
John, for ! kissed the Barney stone to-
day, and nayther II or the castle fell
down. And be the same token | kissed
II twice, full and fair. Sure, twas the
divil's own job 10 do II ever once. But,
thanks TO God. no harm came. and il |
liver get back TO America the proud lad
III be. And that's no lie, says T."
Then the letter goes on to ask: did
you ever kiss the top tor Of a win
dow sill on the eighth floor of the Pru-
Dental building while hanging from
the ninth-story window? Do that to-
morrow. and you'll know just how It
feels TO kiss the famous stone in the
famous castle in the famous county in
the famous country of Ireland. The
Lord loves you. but it's not a 'cinch' by
a good deal. My. but II was a glorious
treat that we had to-day"
Describing the trip to the castle the
letter continues: TITS an ould story.
out tbs pleasant TO tell. A blue-hecked
sky and ideal temperature made the
lay perfect. Our jarnting car vas a
fine rig-it cost us ten shillings and
numerous mugs Of ale for the driver.
Leaving Cork, we soon got into the
beautiful emerald hills that extend
along the River Lee. where the bells OF
Shandon sound so grand on. The roads,
smooth, and white. and bordered with
hedges of green, always smiled before
rs.
1T was about two hours before we
reached the historic Barney estate. the
old home Of Dermot Mccarthy. one of
the early kings Of the province OF Nun
ster, and a fine man; may the divil fly
away with those who say he wasn't.
rhe magnificent structure erected more
han 500 years was built on the site OF
hunting lodge. II was pillaged by
he island conquerors and now stands
till fghting-against the elements. We
through the old caves and Sc
ret passages underneath and went into
he thick walls. the latter being seven
eet thick. ! visited Aunt AIMS cham
'er in the fifth noor-you know | have
by the name Of Mccarthy.
Ind then we climber climbed TO the
op, more than 200 feet above the rock
IN which the castle is built. /,
Here we found a group of men, but
appeared to be a little afraid to
,iss the stone. We lost no time. how |
yer, my friend going first. I held
ne leg. Another fellow held the 9TH
r. and we all held our breaths. | was
ext Then 1t was that l realized that
they let go of my legs there would
e a collision with Ireland, with myself
n active participant"