The Liverpool Standard and General Commercial Advertiser.
Liverpool, Merseyside, England, 1836-10-28 00:00:00

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EXTRAORDINARY EXHUMATION.

On Saturday afternoon, a dense. crowd was collected around
the Duke of York public-house, which forms the junction of
Shepherd-street and Union-street, Oxford-street, and from the
eagerness of the spectators it was evident that some unusual
incident had occurred. It seems that a brewer's horse had fallen
into Mrs. Miller's cellar the evening before, from which, still
hale and hearty, his owners were now preparing to heist him
up. This event, which it appears is unprecedented its the an.
pals of licensed victuallers, took place in the fuslowing man-
ner:—On liriday evening, the carter of Messrs. Coombe and
Delafield brought some liquor to the Duke of York, aud then
proceeded to draw the empty barrels out of the cellar in the
usual way, by fastening a rope to the horse's traces and puttiug
a holdfast attached to the other end of the rope within the bar-
rel. Several were brought up, but as the horse was tugging at
a cask of extraordinary magnitude, which met with some oppo-
sition in its ascent, the rope snapped, and the force of the " re-
action" carried poor "Jack Rag" tail foremost into the cellar.
As the descent was several feet, it was feared that the poor fel-
low was severely injured; but as soon as astonishment at the
change of scene began to subside, he made the folks overhead
understand that he had the full use of his faculties. Forthwith
he knocked the necl.s off a dozen of sherry, and then stove in a
hogshead of ale with his hoof to which, as it flowed into a na-
tural basin in the cellar, he began to help himself, and soon
gave testimony of the good quality of the liquor, by snort*,
neighing, and dancing about the apartment, emancipating more
and, more of the precious liquors at every evolution. The
jingling of the bottles and glasses below now gave pour Mrs.
Miller more concern for the safety of the stores than her new
customer. But it was no easy matter to get "Jack " out of such
good quarters. The pot-boys were ordered to go into the cellar
by the back way, but the horse kept his tail so firmly against
the door, that to open it was impossible. They could see him
well enough down the front aperture, and he could also see
them; and by 'Awing his teeth and shaking his hoof, he plainly
gave them to under tend what would be their reception if they
ventured below. Thd boys, therefore, dare not disturb him.
They said they could very well man ige a man in liquor, but
that it would be more than their heads wesse worth to interrupt a
horse in the middle of a spree. To get him out of the cellar by
the way he descended was impossible,unless Jack" first allowed
them to put ropes around his body. In vain they endeavoured
to entice him forward for this purpose by holding sieves of oats
and pitchforks of hay at the trap-door. "Jack" thought that
on this occasion the pleasures of eating were as nothing com-
pared to the joys of drinking. At length Mrs. Miller bethought
her of a plan, and it could not but be a good one, fur it is well
known all over the parish that Mrs. Miller is "as knowing a
little ()omen as ever served up enter tainmeut to man or horse."
" Come," says she, " let us send the wittles down to him, and
we can surround him with the ropes while he is a chewing."
Forthwith hay, oats, barley, and beans were showered down in
greater abundance than ever regaled a horse at a manger.
" Jack" was well pleased with the first part of the compromise,
but would not listeei to the second. The " wittles" seemed
only to give him renewed relish for his '' half-and-half." flour
after hour of eating and drinking followed, accompanied by
smashing and clattering at the end of every five minutes, until
poor Mrs. Miller, seeing herself completely " done," gave way
to despair, and it was-only by main force that she was prevented
from rushirrg down into the cellar to stick " Jack" through
sled through with a pitchfork. But a horse, just like a man, is
aisle to eat and drink no more than he can hold. Honest
" Jack," at last, finding that he had not roam for another
mouthful, sank down on the ilitV iu a state of supreme beati-
tude, and was in a few minutes dreaming, probably about how
good Mrs. Miller had been to him. Exactly next morning, ere
Jack showed any sign of stirring, preparations for hauling
him out were commenced. An inclined plane was dug from
the apposite side of the street to the flour of the cellar. A tri-
angle was erected over the passage from which suspended ropes,
that were by the most gentle tickling acid pushing from side to
side, rolled around poor Jack's body, while he still lay in the
land of forgetfulness. Alt being now prepared, which was not
until noon, a strong body of porters and policemen were col-
lected, and the street and windows on all aides were filled with
waggoners, carters, brewers, end licensed victuallers, au xious to
witness the resurrection. Jack was rudely roused from his
slumbers. At first he did not know where he was, but as soon as
the revolution in his head allowed him to recollect, he once
more staggered towards the well, to have a " hair of the seine
hound that bit him." But all indulgence was now at end. The
ropes were straightened, the men gave a long pull, a strong
pull, and a pull altogether, and the horse was lifted half way
but few ropes are equal to the load of good cheer Jack had
then stowed
wntr his ribs, from his neck down to his tail. The
ropes broke,
soil back Me, the cellar
amidst the loudest cheers, once more Jack
on
the
paveemcellar, and the folks at the other end fell in a
heap
times with as est-e The attempt was repeated two or three
spectators, who seemed s
success,
to the infinite amusement of the
to prefer that Jack should continue in
his old quarters.
liengiiirse•ierreased complement of hands
was put to the rope.
t double uti
v;l
tremeus „ V 7), heave ho,"
ance or beer was served, and
the men, wih a
Jack out oft the cellar.ndo His belly slowly elevated
balloon, and was evidently too great r swelled to the size of a
walked home with the greatest ,utienelso,ad for him Jack was
consoled by au assurance, that owners
t hisand Mrs. Miller was
ould
reckoning. pay the

EXTIAORDINAR4 TOOT OF PoTATOES.—Ori Monday 1 st'
was taken op on the rrouod of Thomas Lund, Esq., c,:,:„:0d:
a ron?, to which was affixed tlis astOnisiiing number of 3UG po-
'Woes.