ABOUT A DEAD HORSE.

Dominion, Volume 7, Issue 1901, 8 November 1913, Page 7

ABOUT A DEAD HORSE.

AND HOW TO GET RID 01? IT, ■Strangles did it. The horse was a : valuable animal, too., but it succiitnbod to the trouble, and departed this life for the haven of soft grassy meadows provided for all good horses eji Mount Cook (B.uokio Street), yesterday morning, to the regret of its owner and all who knew it. Then $ame the problem as to : how to remove tho eareass. Tho civic authorities usually undertako such tasks, debiting the owner with tho sum of £L This the officer-in-charge knew, and so he rang up the Town Clerk (who was out), and got into touch with the Assistant Town Clerk. Tho stnif stood round the telephone and grinned. "Yes—a dead horse at Mount Cools—. would you send up & man and cart and have it removed?" "Where from?" "The Mount Cook Barracks!" "Oh—l don't know thai wo can " ''But you have a contractor to do this work."

"Hum, yes—Lamberg—but——" "Well, sand hint along! Tho carcass is becoming a nuisance." "But tho men won't go—wait » moment—l'll get the inspector 1" "Mr. Doyle— yes—a dead horso up here at tho Mount Cook Barracks. Send up and have it removed!" "Oh, I say, I don't know whethor I can. You know in tho strike tho mon funk tho job of driving into tho barracks. They won't take ij> on." "But you aro tho authority—Wo don't mind dragging tho horso down to tho Basin Reserve if yro sand the parcels delivery car to take it away," suggested the officer, restraining his merriment. "Oh—wo can't do that—eh? "'Wo must get rid of it—thoro might bo an epidemic—a pestilence!" * "Oh, go to Hong-Kong!" earn© tho retort courteous, as the listeners burst into roars of laughter. Again the telephone, "District Health Office—Dr. Chcsson?" •''Yes!" ''We've gat a dead horso here at the Mount Oook barracks, and must have it removed," _ "What about tho City Council?' 1 "The City Council won't do it—can't ; get a career to eoitie inside the lines. | What aro wo to do ?" "Can't you get it away yourselves " "No, we've only got one transport wagon and that's bringing tho men's food into tho barracks. Yon would not advise us to use that." "No, no; yoii must not use that!" ''Of course we could get men to drag it through the town to Kaiwarra, but tlirtt would not l.)o very dignified." "No—it wouldn't!" "Then what a.l'o we to do?" "I'll send up aa inspector." As the assembled company rocked with laughter at tlia position, the deceased steed was being, buried under six feet of good Mount Cook olriy, and when fiia Iftapcilt/ov b,r rived---but tW'o-, why jij any mxt.