The Somerset press. [volume] (Somerset, Ohio) 1873-1977, 1875-10-15
MAGSIFICENr FIGHT.
A Michigan Farmer Subdning VII
cious BuII-Pulck Wins the Battle.
From the Hillsdale Business.

Siiui anu NaAIdole Dtils Huo~c Seheid
reputation for prppriety was bad, bn
had always acknowledged the masterl
of Mr.. Pond He had been a terror 4
the help upon the farm. and had Offer
| hurried ont of his neigh borhood thos
who had occasion to pass through tn
fields where he was grazing. Mr.. Pom,
had frequently urged his laborers no
to run from the animal, but to show n,
fear and he would not dare to attacl
them, but they always took the part o
discretion and got ont of his way.
One evening last week Mr.. Pond fin
ished milking his COWS in the barn-yard
and was returning to his house with I,
fnll pail of milk, when he had to pas
by this bull. He noticed that he shool
his head sullenly and looked vicious
But he passed along thinking nothing o
it. He had not proceeded far before hi
heard the rapid step and low m 1anins
believing of the animal close By him
He turned to catch the bulls horns with
his hands so as to prevent his being
gored, and was tossed into the air. Ht
came down, pail, milk and all upon tht
animals head, and was again thrown
into the air, and "a he fell he struck mp
on the opposite side of the fence. He
was somewhat bruised and his clothe.
torn by the rough handling and the fall
but being a stout, muscular man, hi,
impulse was to chastise the insolent
beast. Accordingly he secured heavy
club, which had been a sledstake, and
jumped over the fence into the yard
He was met by the hull, which, with
horns poised, with head fixed and stiff.
ened neck, plunged at his unequal ad
versary. As he approached. Mr.. Pond
struck him terrific blow across hi,
head, splintering and breaking the
cndgel, but making no other impression
upon his bullship except to infurate
him.
The combat was getting fearful The
bull dashed upon Mr.. Pond, who with
ont any means of defense. was in i'm
minent deadly peril. He sprang aside
caught the animal by one horn and one
ear and endeavored to keep away from
him, but was shaken about like bundle
of hay. He lost his hold. and a second
time was tossed high into the air. and
fell beyond the fence into the adjoining
field. The maddened animal rushing at
the fence, roared and beloved, but Mr.
Pond, undismayed, determined to mas
ter the field. He started to the house
for his AK and would have split open
the bulls head rather than be conquer
ed. But ON his way he came upon a
heavy three-tined pitchfork Seizing
this he started again across the yard.
More savage and more desperate than
before, the beast met him, but Mr. Pond
stood his ground. and as the bulI au-
preached he did not turn aside, but
struck him full in the face with the
sharp tines of the fork, expecting to
turn him back by the acute pain. But
he was mistaken. The animal rushed at
him and was bearing him against the
fence, where he would have crushed
him like dry weed. Mr. Pond saw his
peril and threw himself forward upon
the necA and horns of the bull, and
elingIng to his neck, threw up his feet
so az to avoid the fence.
In this predicament he was tossed and
flung about, and the fork was thrown
from his grasp, and finally he, too, was
nnseated and fell over beside the animal.
Fortunately, in his fall his hand came
upon the fork, which he caught, and
with full sense of the importance OF
using his power, he thrust the strong
fork again and again into the side, flank
and neck of the bull with all the force
of his powerful arms. The combat now
waxed hot. The heavy thrusts were
qnick and effective, and as the tempered
tines twanged from the tough hide OF
the bull, the blood spurted from the
deep incisions. Nerved by desperation.
and pain, Mr.. Pond kept up his terrible
warfare. The animal failed in every at
tempt to get him on his horns. Into his
sides rained lightning shots Of pointed
steel, thicker, faster. deeper. The con-
test grew unequal. The strong beast
beloved now with pain. He held his
head down for a moment, roared in ut.
er discontinue, and whirling upon hi.
feet, ran believing down the yard.
Mr. Pond made his way to the honse.
He was met at the door by his wife; he
was wet with perspiration, despatched
with blood, lame and almost naked, but
so nerved by his spirit that after wash.
ing and resting a little time he went
again to the yard. He had determined
that there should be but one master on
the premises, and Notwithstanding the
entreaties of his wife, he did not hesitate
to go to the battle ground unaided. He
found his victory complete. The con-
qnered. cowed, humbled animal ran
from him like whipped spaniel The
victory complete, the victor fonnd him.
self more fearfnlly injured than he sup
posed, and it was several daSs before he
again left the room.