The weekly Lancaster gazette. (Lancaster, Ohio) 1852-1855, 1853-01-20
A RnIL FInnr am A MonAL.-nRalpho,

tells the following tale in the Halifax Nova
Scotian:
remember. when a lad at school, fonce
seeing a Eight between two bullocks, me-
yer shall forget it, although l could not have
been more than eight years Of age at the
time. II happened on this wise:
Close by the school house-a very unPre-
tending edifce it was--ran a deep and rapid
river. Across it had been thrown a high,
wooden bridge, the handrailing OF which
time, and the winds, and the weather had
entirely destroyed. 1t was one bright sum-
mcr day. remember it as it were but yes
terday--the hour Of noon had arrived, and a
frolicsome, rnmping, fun-loving company OF
lads were once let loose for a hours recrea-
lion. The land on tho opposite eide Of the
river was owned 10y different persons, and
farmed by them respectively. The below
ing and roaring OF the two bulls that had
broken Out of;hc Enclosures on each side Of
the river, and were approaching each other
along the highway, at a rate which would
cause them to meet about the centre Of this
high bridge, beneath which, at some thirty
feet, ran a deep and sluggish stream, be-
tween high and steep banks, attracted cur
attention.
The more daring Of us gathered near the
bridge lining the fences to see The 6ght, and
we were not disappointed. Nearer and near
or approached the proud, paving conba,ants
to each other, and Bashan never produced
two ficrcer looking brutes than those / now
describe. They tore the ground with their
fcet--thcy knerled down occasionally, try
ing to gore the earth with their horns; they
ashed their sides fercely with their tales,
but unobservedly Of each other, for the high
bridge obstructed their view. Presently, as
they simultaneously assembled the respective
abutmcn,s, they came full in sight of one
another. The roar was mutual aud actually
tremendous. Every urchin of us sprang in
to the fields and ran; but, gathering courage
in finding we were not pursued, we as hastl-
y ~rclraccd our steps; and there they were,
both of them front to front, their horns lock-
ed together, fighting as bulls only can .fgdt'
1t seemed to be an even match. Now one
would press back his orponenta few PAGES,
and presently you would hear quick, sharp,
short steps, and his adversary would be press
ed back in return. The struggle was hard,
was long, was Sarogs.
They began to whceI-in another moment
they were faced at right angles with the
old bridge, which shook, and creuked, and
rocked again with their tramping, and the
effects OF the terrible strife.
H. was the work of a single monochrome
Of the bcusts-I never could tell which oil
them did it-one of them, however, as if con-
scious Of the position, made a desperate, a
/, terrible plunge forward, and pressed his an
tagonist Observation-Disclosures was but
another step of plank behind him, between
Lin, md rfhinu--hac still TuFthpr lp
! was pressed, and over he went headlong.-
I Such a sight | never saw never shall see
again--a bull off a bridge, falling at least 80
feet, over and over. He turned once or twice,
probably--I thought the turned over fifty
times. There seemed SO much horus and
feet and tail flying through the air, but down
he went, the water was deep and he disnp-
peared.
The other bull didn't laugh, merely because
bulls, as | supposed, could not. But We
laughed. There he stood, looking directly
down into the deep abyss below, and into
which no had hurled his unlucky foe. lie
stood, however, but a moment, as if fright
ened at the prospect before him. He CON-
menced 70 step ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
with his head in the same pugnacious attitude
as when in combat-back another step and
over he wen:, too, ON tho opposite side oI
the bridge, performing just as many and OK
act'y ludicrous somersets rs his adversary
had done a minute before. 1t beat all | ev'
7 or saw,
: In about five minutes both bulls might be
seen, their tails trailing in the sand, drip
J ping wet and scratching up the steep, gray
ely banks, each on his side Of the river.
"T'em are bulls mont neuer fight no more
said a boy behind me. | turned around; il
was red haired Bob, os we used TO call him
and every hair on Bobby's naked head look.
ed as If it was in spasms. But Bobby wa'
right,
There are two political parties in Nova
Scotia; / wish they had seen that fight as
, saw it--that is all Ihave to say for the pres
ent.