ʌntˈɪl ðə mˈɪd nˈaɪntiːnθ sˈɛntʃɚɹi ðə smˈɔːlɚ stˈoʊn wʌz fˈɜːðɚ sˈaʊθ bˌʌt ɪn wˈʌn θˈaʊzənd ˈeɪthˈʌndɹɪd fˈɪfti sˈɪks ɐ lˈoʊkəl lˈændoʊnɚ, lˈɔːɹd dˈɪlən, hˌædɪt tˈɜːnd ˌoʊvɚ tə dɪskˈʌvɚ ɪf ɪt hæd ɐ mˈɔːɹɾaɪz hˈoʊl ɪt dɪdnˈɑːt.
Until the mid nineteenth century the smaller stone was further south but in 1856 a local landowner, Lord Dillon, had it turned over to discover if it had a mortise hole (it did not).