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

M INES,

Kellewerris Consllidated Mine;
West Tresareasi Fin and Copper (lit;o
British Silver, Lead, and Copper ditto
Liv'erpool and Manchester Coal ,
NEW COMPANIES
Liverpool Steam Towing
Liverpool Fish
Liverpool Timber..

EXTRAORDINARY EXHUMATION.

On Saturday afternoon, a dense crowd was collected around
the Duke of York public-house, which ferms• the junction of
Shepherd-street and Union-street. Oxibrd-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 hoist him
up. This event, which it appears is unprecedented in the an-
nals of licensed victuallers, took place in the following man-
ner :—Ou Friday evening, the carter of Messrs. -Coombe and
J)elafield brought some liquor to the Duke of Yolk, and then
proceeded to draw the empty batrels out of the cellar in the
usual way, by _fastening a rope to the house's traces and putting
:a boldest 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 sonic oppo-
sition in its ascent, the rope snapped, and the force of the "re-
action" ca rried .poor "Jack Rag" tail foremost into the cellar.
As the de;cent was several feet, it was feared that the la or fel-
low was severely injured; but as soon as astonishment ar the
-change of scene began to subside, he made the folks overhead
amderstand that he had the full use of his faculties. Forthwith
be knocked the necks off a dozen of sherry, and then stove in a
hogshead of ale wills his hoof to which, as it flowed into ti na•
tural basin in the cellar, he began to. help himself, and soon
gave testimony of the good quality of the liquor, by snorting,
meighing, and dancing about the apartuient, emancipating more
and, more of the precious liquors at every evolution. The
jingling of the bottles and glasses below now gave poor Mrs.
Miller more concerts 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
tfie door, that to open it was impossible. They could see hint
well enough down the front aperture, and he could also see
them; and by shtwing his teeth and shaking his hoof, he plainly
gave them to under Lind what a mild be their reception if they
ventured below. 'Did boys, therefore, dare not disturb hira.
-They said they could very well manage a man in liquor, but
that it would be more than their heads were worth to iuterrupt
horse its 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 bidding sieves of oats
and pitchforks of hay at the trap-door. "Jack" thought that
on this occasion the pleasures of eating were as nothing coin-
pared to the joys of drinking. At leng:h Mrs. Miller bethought
her of a plan, and it could not but he a good one, for it is well
known all over the parish that Mrs. glider is "as knowing
little Doman as ever.served up entertainment 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 hest p in of the compromise,
but would not listen to the .second. The " wittles" seemed
onk to give hint renewed relish fin: his " half-and-balf."• Hour'
after hour of eating .and driti:ting followed, accompanied by
smashing and clattering at tile 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 rushing, down into the cellar to stick " Jack' through
and through with a pitchfork. But a horse, just like a man, is
able to eat and drink un more than he can hold. Honest
" Jack," at last, finding that he had not room fur another
mouthful, sank down on the hay in 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 front
the opposite side of the street to the floor of the cellar. A tri-
angle was erected over the passage from which suspended ropes,
that were by the most gentle tickling and pushing front side to
side, rolled around poor Jack's hotly, while he siill 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 sides were filled with
waggoners, carters, brewers, and licensed victuallers, anxious to
witness the resurrection.. Jack was rudely roused fi tim his
slumbers. At first he did not know where he was, hut 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 same
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
up ; but few nines are equal to the load of good cheer Jack had
then stowed within his rubs, front his neck down to his toil. The
ropes broke, and, amidst the loudest cheers, once more Jack
fell hack into time cellar, and the folks. at the other end fell in a
heap on the • pavement • The attempt was repeated two or three
times with as as Intle.'suecess to the infinite arnnsentent of the
spectators, who seeiteii, to prefer' that Jack should continue in
his old quasters..
an increased complement of hands
was put to the rope, a dnoTt'l allowance of beer was served, and
the men, with a, tretnentlioloiess 4 yo, heave ho," slowly elevated
Jack out of thy cellar.
belly was swelled to the size of a
balloon, and was evidentl'v greatto‘a load for him. Jack was
walked home sithx the greatest g tl!nems, and Mrs. Miller was
consoled by art assurance, that
reckoning.iris "nerd would. pay the

last,
EXTRAORDINARY HOOT OF PoTATOES.—On Ninnel
vAls taken up on the trround of Thomas Lund, 14".1., jY,
a root, to which was affixed the astonishing number of 311;"'d•
Po-
tatoes.