Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1870-07-28

least feared OF all; for the body OF th'
horse is the best Of bulwarks, and tn
tumble scarcely shakes the heavy armo
of the cavalier. They stop the bloc,
flowing freely from the wounded anima
by bending one of the fore-knees Mean
while the bull has rushed around tn,
ring, turning. 10 dash at the old ret
cloaks tossed in his face, tearing on,
from their hands and goring it in tn,
sand. He has reached the other picadoel
who receives him with firmer and NOR,
! fortunate spear, and leaves dark-rec
stain between his shoulders. The first
horse was wounded mortally, for his
limbs already quiver beneath the weight
of his rider. The high front, high back,
saddle is removed to be lain on his sue.
cessor, and the poor brute walks of
feebly to lie down and die in the arena.
The bull, in his circuit, plunges his
horns horribly, again and again, into the
fallen horse, and hastens death. There
the noble animal lies, with dozen
gaping wounds, silent mouths that plainly
tell his pain; his limbs stiffen, his side
no longer heaves, life has fed. But the
people have not been watching this sad
spectacle-they are no more than salts
fled after five have been killed this after
noon; the mad charges of the bull center
attention. Even his fury slackens as he
wearies with the useless chase, and his
shoulders are matted with gore. His
sense of color seems lost for he stands
still, paws and snuffs the ground before his
banterers. His seven years strength is not
xnf We on nd For ha IL
speed, on his more daring tormentors
and throws another horse upon his rider,
plunging his horns second time into
the belly of the helpless brute, tearing
out its bowels that drag along the ground.
Even in this sickening condition it is
again mounted though it must sink
before driven round half the arena Two
horses are dead, this one dying, and the
horned gladiator wearies of the slaughter.
Other means beside the red cloth must
be invented to rekindle his fury. The
people already cry for banderilleros; the
cornet sounds, and the banderilleros
enter the ring, each holding two pretty |
arrowed shafts These must be planted |
in the neck and shoulders of the bull. In
order to do this, both hands must be |
passed at once between the animals |
horns This perilous feat is performed
again and again, at the moment when
the bull lowers its head for an attack.
Within few minutes time half dozen
are darting from the furi-
Gus beast, re-infuriated by this new tor
ture The more wildly he plunges and
shakes his head, the more they nettle
him, till he learns the advantage of
quietness again. When they close upon
him from all sides, he turns without pur
suing. The sport has grown tedious to
the crowd, that now cries MuerteW
+" Muertel" 1t is the espada' turn. Ad-
with his scarlet mantle thrown
over his arm to hide his long, double
edged sword, within pace of the bulls
head he waits until the most threatening
motion of the horns permits him to lodge
his blade deeply between the ribs of the
brute. As it is, you hear low of pain,
the first tone of suffering. If the blow
iad been better delivered the great crea-
lure would have sunk at the feet of the
espada whose own death seemed inevi-
able The bull dashes off, lifts the dying
horse upon his feet again, then turns to
he gate and tries to return to his fat
pasture grounds. A second time the
teel is buried nearly up to the hiit, and
he noble animal slowly sinks, surround
ID by its prosecutors, amid bursts of mu-
ic and applause. A young man runs
Up from behind and deals final blow
With short dagger A few convulsive
ticks are the last reminders of the force
md fury of the brute that few minutes
go ruled the arena,
No interlude is thought Of in the
aud as soon as the dead bull ,
nd horses have been dragged ont, the
anne thrilling spectacle is presented
gain Quite as Interesting to me was
he closing scene, in which several Z
oung bulls were played with in man
er laughable as well as exciting. The !
ing was thronged with amateurs, who I
ried to excel each other in daring es-
apes. One turns and stops C. furious a
oung bull by look; another kneeled 2
efore it and tosses dust in its eyes; a q
lird holds on to his mantle, though en- G.
lngled in the horns of the bull, and v
nally pulled out from between the fell Il
wv feet; but a fourth would have been c,
ooked if an instant less spry, and a e
lth was kicked nearly double, and lay n
ope dead until his friends helped him fl
1t of danger. q
There is to be gala bull fight in y y
adrid Day after to-morrow, when eight to
Ills, and they hope, at least twenty "
,rses, will be killed. VIII you buy N
,ket? | wouldn't 60 with you. tn