A circumstance that is well remembered in the locality is, perhaps, worth repeating here. One evening a man set out for an adjoining village, carrying a couple of kegs, slung over his shoulders by a string. Next morning he was found a corpse. In attempting to pass a stile or fence, the cord had slipped round his neck and by the weight of the barrels he was strangled.
The Watering Places of Cleveland. Samuel Gordon. 1869
The Smell of Water 