The Massachusetts spy, and Worcester County advertiser. [volume] ([Worcester, Mass.]) 1825-1831, 1829-06-10

| .ouS Ile 1te1t. ne accordingly armeC
himself with pitch fork, and repaired t.
MS barn yard, surrounded by huge stone
wall, which he had selected for the bloody
arena, and introduced the combatantS
Now, reader, had we the pen of VirgiL
we could paint you a scene, that would
STRAIN your eye balls to the size of BULLS
to look at but we shall not covet fiction
nor fancy; but go tight on. and tell ON
story, only stopping to remind the Roman
farmer, that his libidinous heroes were
mere COW babies to ours, and the prize but
a hckle mistress. Whoever has witnessed
the 1erce and undaunted front of these no
bie ANIMALS when first eyeng a foe, we'll
Know that no time will be lost in sine cla
mons, nor nlGnJeStoeS, but when "bull meets
bull, then comes the tug of war" The
below of defiance, which re-echoed from
the surrounding hills, was the dreadful
. note of preparation" and the paw of
make ready" was instantly followed by
the push of head, and the goar of horn
80 nearl y matched in strength and courage
were our champions, that for a. time the
scale of victory seemed equally balanced.
But at this eventful crisis, the imprudence
of Ruggles turned them Blinded by ignor-
ance to the natural effects of his measures,
he attacked Blue lar in his rear, with his
fork, which so chafed and irritated him.
that he redouhled his exertions against his
more honorable foe, who was unable to re-
slst so violent an assault, and gave ground
MS annoyed enemy lost no time in falaw-
ing his advantage, while his antagonist dis
Pute4 every inch, and fought valantIy on
the retreat. The General saw his discom-
hture with rage and despair, and repeated
MS vengetul goads upon the conqueror,
which but new nerved him for victory. and
he pursued his exhausted and unfortunate
enemy to the corner of the fatal wall,
where, still head to head, he exerted his
last desperate effort for life and victory.
but in vain Alas poor fellow, his fate was
sealed, has neck aUaS broken! and he fell
llteless at the feet of the heroic victor
who viewed with dignifed pride his fallen
foe, but disdained 20 mntiiate his gallant
remains. He had a living enemy, who Wa
worthy of his revenge, who, with rage and
modification, was still goading his launches
with his fork. With retributive fury he
turned upon the Brigadier, who realized
his danger, dropped his useless weapon
and "took to his heels" The incensed
bull followed, with glaring eye-balls and
infatuated bellow-the gate was opened.
but no time for closing-Ruggles pulled for
his life, and the bull at his heels-the door
yard was crossed in twinklmg-the front
door was luckily open-Puggles entered,
half dead with affright-the bull within a
fdthom, burning with revenge. Rupqles
took to the parlor-the bull followed: but
in turning, two legs were quicker than four
the General gained the kitchen, and had
tn oil | 4
to the recreant G GnigQ2 Qdd ,hey& GRE0rE fBGt
where was now our hero of two wars %
With eyes of fire, he was th;rsting for ven
geance upon his dastardly assauant, heed
less of the Persian carpet on which he in
dignantly trampled. But his ire innoxious,
and his search in vain, for the retreat of
the coward was secured. While thus in
disappointment, he was surveying the gar
rison he had taken by storm, his eye caught
an object more worthy his proves than his
skulkng enemy. From an elegant looking
glass that extended from floor to floor was
reflected another majestic Bull! whose
port and belligerent attitude proclaimed
''come if you dare" The challenge was
instantly accepted, and the rush made the
foe disappeared as if by enchantment, and
instead of the victor's laurel crown, the
brow of the champion was adorned with
the gilded spoils Of the mirror. Confound-
ed at the encounter, he stood motionless,
wondering at the magic disappearance of
his antagonist + Aroused by the destructive
clamor, the General ventured from his hid
ing place, to take peep ut the ruins. Re-
venre succeeded to rage, and with his well
proved musket, he placed brace of balls
L
to triumphant foe. He fell and great was
his fall This valiant hero, hOrS dt combat,
was weltering in his gore upon the most
superb carpet that could adorn the palace of
{ the potentate and most ignobly slain by u
recreant assassin; who now, choked with
! chagrin retreated from the scene of car
mage to his thorny pillow. His reflections
there, we cannot envy. His favoiite bull
! dead His plighted troth to the stranger,
broken! The Sabbath profaned! The most
splendid mirror then in New England, Ia
present from an English lady to his wife) all
| in filters The anticipation of the dreaded,
| certain lecture from his much injured rib, for
Although she could smile. yet he knew she
could irown,'
all conspired to make him crecrdie Tie bOu
! he had commenced CANISTER. Dreading
the human countenance, and to digest his
/ chagrin, he retired to Il secluded chamber
for the night. Morning must come, and
did come, however deprecated by conscious
guilt. The self convicted Brigadier mus
tered oil his confidence TO meet the just re-
proaches of Buiium, whose keen optics had
surveyed the whole ground, from parlor tC
barn yard, and traced the catastrophe to its
legitimate source. When met, Ruggles ii
hurried accents exclaimed,
"Well, friend, you see and know all abou
( this tormenting bull affair. have conduct
ed like fool but there is no help for spill
milk; what was your bull worth ?"
| Bullum calmly replied, would not have
taken nine pounds ($30) for him, but con
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