The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1872-09-06

impartiality OF all crowds. Thus he
came to the Missouri Lottery Office, on
Olive street, between SiIth and Sew
enth, presided over BY JSsE Howard.
Howard himself was not in. but. Jim
Stanley And 4 boy who attended the
lottery Office were sitting behind the
counter. There was 4 green shade be-
fore the door, which to the bulls eyes
wearied7 Of the uniformity Of sterile
brick and Nieolsop pavement, presented
sweetly pastoral appearance, snduhe
went for that heather green door. One
crash, and with below which sounded
like Observation-Disclosures he
was at the counter, ready 70 butt down
a button with any one. Stanley and
the boy leaped into the show, window.
and the latter climbed an iroh poet with
the agility Of Japanese. Stanley,
holding to the creed oil Cassie; that the
lieutenant must be saved before the an
eient, with great presence of mind pulled
the boy down and mounted the post
himself.
Bythis time the bull, alarmed by his
rapid change OF scene and the novel
situation in which he found himself,
was as frantic with fear as any one Of
his customers. A gambler himself, at
pitch and toss, be took no interest in
the State lottery, bat bent his whole en-
ergies to secure a retreat. A transom
in the rear Of the Office, about seven
feet from the floor. presented itself 70
his disordered imagination as the most
desirable avenue Of escape. Accord
ingly he reared himself on his hind
legs, and iranticaliy endeavored to climb
through the window, believing Justify
all the time, and tearing away paper,
plaster and lath with his horns, max
ing the place perfect pandemonium.
The police, through the front door,
were
FIRING voLLEYS INTO HIS BROAD FLAsEs
But though his hide was riddled so
as to be fis tor nothing but coal sitter,
the wounds were not fatal, but only ex-
cited him to fresh paroxysms Of terror
and rage. One policeman, as Jealous
and more excited than the rest fired
through the front transom, about eight
feet over the bulls head. Others went
round and fred through the back win.
dows, the bullets flying into the streets
with cheerful promiscuity. The crash
OF the wall, the believing Of the brute,
the babel OF the crowd and the frequent
crack OF firearms made total Of noise
which the phrase "hell broke loose"
and that alone, aptly describes.
At last Captain George c. Balm sc
cured small gun with bore of two
Reavis power from Mr.. Dimmitt, and
approached the scene where he was to
play
THE FART OF A MATADoRE.
He caused the door to be opened and
calamity entered the store. The bulls
attention being diverted at the cessation
of the firing in the rear, turned toward
his new enemy, was silent for moment,
lowered his head, and was about to rush
upon him. Captain Balm calmly lew
eled his piece and pulled the trigger.
A detonato on and cloud of smoke fol-
lowed, and the bull fell slowly on his
knees, thea rolled over on the ground,
ADARK PURPLE JET OF BLOOD
squirting from the middle Of his fore
head In five minutes that bull was
bull, but living bull no more. There
he lay upon grave Of plaster, and there
at ten o'clock last night he still was.
The owaer Of that bull can have his
property ty proving his title and paying
expenses.