The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1882-06-22
BULL.FIGHTING IN Ell PASO.
a Disgusfed Texan suggeats That . Cow
Would Offer Better sport. sg5


lLeavenworth Times.l
After long waiting bugle is sounded,
the doors are thrown open, aud five
horsemen enter the ring, one conveying
q stout pole, with prod in the end of
it Next come four bull-fghters on foot,
with stick about four feet long and
dirty red cloth about the size of a small
table-cloth, and they scatter themselves
around behind the several blinds. Now
the excitement is at fever heat; Guada-
loupe smiles, the bugle sounds, the
doors are thrown open, and In comes
little, stump-tailed bull or stag, with his
horns sawed off. The horsemen ride
out, and all in turn get the animal to
chase them arouud, and the footmen
venture out from their respective places
of safety in ike manner, and this per-
formances is Kept up until the speed and
motion of the animal is reduced to
certainty. =
The footmen now became quite bold.
They string their cloth on the stick IN
front of the bull and he rushes for it
with all the speed he has left. The
man holding the cloth springs aside, the
bull passes to the next man, and so on.
Next comes sticking the little spears in
tuo daiiuh neCk. Iueso Ao houio
sharp pointed rods, with wooden
handles, ornamented with tissue paper,
tin rings, etc. You will remember
that it is the cloth the bull is fighting
all the time. One man attracting
the attention of the animal, and another
approaching him from the rear at full
speed the animal turning his head to
look out for the new danger, the man
fh<ac h n
3 on. They now know the exact speed,
and the fighters will in turn allow the
animal to chase them around the ring.
This is kept up according to the nerve Of
the bull.
Next and last comes the killing with
the sword. The fighter has the cloth in
now appears the bleeding and exhausted
bull, which plunges away at the cloth,
and the fighter prods him in the neck,
and perchance kills him; yet I saw them
try five, and none were killed. They do,
however, manage to mangle the poor
animal horribly about the neck. This is
all there is in bull-fght, and the whole
matter was explained by Texas cattle
man who sat next me and remarked
Why don't the - towards turn q
COW in and try her?'' A bull, when MAX.
ing an attack, always shuts his eyes, and
does not open them until the object he
assaults ceases to be resistance. while
the mad COW never does, and follow
the object up. Hence, fighting mao
bull is much like fighting blind ami.
NAL, and, upon the whole, gigantic
fraud, and any nationality that sanction,
such cruel treatment of dumb brute'
ought to be blotted out
GuiIeless Innocence and Jack Pots.
There was party of Milwaukeeanl
out in Iowa shooting chickens, and the,
made their headquarters at q little low,
town, where their special car was side
tracked, and where the visitors becam,
great fayorites for their generosity ane
good nature. Their evenings wer,
:. largely spent In the perusal Of the re
vised edition of Hoyle, and they hat
many a discussion over that chapter O
the book of Poker, which in the re
vision makes straight flush an inspira
ton which knocks the everlasting spot
out of full hand. There was a yer,
deserving, pious old lady living In tn
town who was poor, and to make up
purse for her the boys decided tina
every time they achieved jack pot tn
winner should chip in quarter for th
old lady. During the week the iack-po
fund acquired great proportions, ant
when they came to leave pious youn
man of the party was detailed to deliye
the money to the good old lady, whic
he did. He left her the money with N
explanation except card. on whic
was written the legend, From JAG
Pot" The good old soul took the none
with many thanks. and asked the youn
: man if his name was Mr.. Pott. He sal
that it was not his name, and on bein
pressed to tell something of the goo
Mr.. Pott, he said it was the earnes
: desire of the donor to remain 1ncog
: and, pressing the old lady's wrinkle
hand, he went away with a tear in hi
sunburnt eye and another coursing dow
the side of his nose where the skin ha
! peeled off, and left the old lady shower
ing Heavens choicest blessings dow
on the head of the good and pious M
J. Pot. She insisted to the citizen
there that Mr.. Pot must be a banker
, or a wheat dealer, or railroad mai
and claims that if she does not meet he
3 benefactor on earth she is sure she sha
meet him in heaven. SaI,
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