From The Times, Wednesday, Nov 17, 1819 posted with permission of the transcriber, Petra Michinson. Geo. LAUGHABLE INCIDENT. - The Radical reform meeting holden upon Coalfell-hill, on the 1st inst., was productive of a ludicrous circumstance at a village near this city, which a respectable informant relates in substance as follows: - The country people in that neighbourhood had heard that a general rising of the Radicals was to take place on the 1st of November, and in consequence they looked forward to that day with the utmost apprehension, expecting to be plundered of their all, if not murdered: the fact of the cannon having been mounted on the walls of our Castle, in the minds of many, completely confirmed this idea. The dreadful day dawned, after a night of anxiety, and every hair, like Hamlet's, stood on end. One man, however, mustered courage enough to go to plough in a field not far from his house. While so employed, fear, "embodying airy nothings," conveyed sounds to his ears which fancy instantly converted into the brazen throats of the cannon of Carlisle-castle, pouring out destruction upon the insurgent Radicals. This was enough: home he ran and spread the alarm. What was to be done to save the sticks? A lucky thought pointed out an admirable method. He instantly set to work at making a large hole in a corn-stack, which having effected, the household furniture, apparel, linen, &c., were instantly thrown into it pell-mell, and the sheaves on the outside were so carefully replaced, that the most sagacious Radical would not have suspected the deception. The farmer and his household now tremblingly awaited their fate. Time, however, undismayed by the commotion, rolled on as usual, and evening arrived in due course; but the Radicals came not. At last, the jibes and jeers of some of the neighbours convinced the man of terror that he had made himself very ridiculous; and the furniture was withdrawn from the stack to re-occupy its more appropriate place in the mansion. But the most serious part of the story is yet to come. There was not sufficient time that night to replace the sheaves; and two fine large swine, of considerable value, entered the breach, where they laboured so violently with their snouts as to bring the superstructure about their ears, and were smothered to death long before the farmer had risen from his bed. - Carlisle Patriot.