The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1883-05-11

siook iha long and x;SsJdiiyy' ats sfis cbjsSt
present loses all sense Of ats form and
meaning. There was q con fused ming
F'!tng .of bright colOrS dn which that Of
blood pred dominated. There was a con-
fused mass of mangled carcasses, with
foam streaked horses and rampant bull
flying over the bloodsown arena. From
being indistinguishable things became
indistinct. The air.grew thiokand dark.
The earth seemed slipping /. away.
The cries ;iof 8 Bravo .torol'4 "V Iva toroP
had a tar.of and unnatural sound. i
heard IN Englishnanb beside me exclaim,
in tones of horror: " Good Godr' l reused
myself and looked. a. horse. already
weakened by the loss of blood, had fal-
len under 9. savage attack, carrying his
rider with him. Man and horse we're at
the mercy of their powerful and relent.
less enemy, who, as though possessed
by a thousand demons, with hoof and
horn, was stamping and tearing out life
and likeness. 8 It is DEATH" said Span.
lard, and went on smoking his cigarrito.
At the first moment of danger the chulos
who are sort of reserve force always
on the field whose duty it is to lure the
bull away from a man who is in peril
had rushed 10 the rescue, waving their
+ red flags in the face of the assailant. But
the inluriated animal was not easily di-
verted from his prey, and when his fury
was satiated there was not much left in
the semblance OF horse. They dragged
the man out from under the remnants
of his steed,. that had partly covered him
from the assaults of the bull. He was
alive; perhaps it would have been bet
/ ter had he been dead. Blesding and
broken, they bore him to the infrmary;
! and another came and took his place.
All this took less time in the perform
ance than 1T has in the description.
| When tho trumpet sounded at the close
of the first act three mangled horses lay
dead on the bloody field; and the three
that had taken their places, stabbed and
torn, were led out to have their wounds
sewed up or cauterized, that they might
be again led forth to the slaughter.
In the second act of the tragedy the
the bandilleros were the chief perform
ers. These dressed as the chulos, in a
pretty and picturesque costume--jacket
Of satin or velvet in purple, orange or
yer embroidery, short brooches of the
same, white stockings and slippers with
rosettes and ,silken girdles. With their
/ slight forms, bcardless faces and man
ner of wearing their hair, which was
>knotted behind and hung on the neck
in IA sllkan net, they looked more like
| girls in masquerade thar men and bull
baiters. Each one carried two barbed
/ darts ,ornamcnted with col
ored papers. The bull regarded
these new enemies cautiously, as though
undecided how to receive them. One
Of these approached him, brandishing
his arms and tannting him with shout
and gesture. TWAS to be war then.
The bull accepted the challenge. The
man stood his ground. It was mo-
ment of cruel suspense to the novice
among the spectators. 1t seemed GER
tain death for the banderillero. But
Just as it seemed that the horns would
pierce the mans body, the latter, with
the,speed Of lightning, planted his ar
rows In the bulls neck one on each
side, and adroitly slipped out of range.
| The bull shook his head savagely, but
/ the darts stuck fast. There was flying
leap and the man was saved, but it was
not "a moment too soon. Had
was lost; had he made a false step it was
his last. "A similar feat was re.
,peated again and again by other baner-d
lllos. Before the act closed the bull was
frantic with pain.
Believing with rage and agony. the
blood running from his neck, the foam
whitening his nostrils, he followed his
| ;persecutors who had found safety at the
barrier, vainly trying in his blind fury
to find an outlet or to leap the fence
The trumpet sounded for the final ac
in the tragedy. Enter the espada He
held in his right hand sword; in his
left, coveringa short stick, the muleta
or red flag. The bull, exhausted witt
continuous effort and pain, Had no desire
to renew the contest He sought nj
more victims; lhristed for no more
blood. But he was no carven. He saw
the red flag and came on to meet it, with
an eye that BODIED little good for de-
feated foe. There followed series O
manGuvres on the part of the man, sur.
'prisingin their ingenuity, daring anG
skill-mannovres to provoke, insult
turaine adversary. When the crucial
moment came the excitement of the
spectators Ind reached the highestpitch
The bull came on with momentum &C
celebrated by rage, as though he haG
gathered all his forces for final grand
coup. More than once before the horns
had seemed within an ace of penetrating
| the man's body. This time it seemed
inevitable. Every eye was distended
with horror. 1t was moment of death
like silence. Then there was swift and
sudden movement of the espada's right
/ arm; CLEAN Of steel flashed through
the air; and the bull dropped like leae
at his feet without the culver of mus
Gle. When, few weeks afterward a
Seville, was describing this incident te
a Spaniard, "Ahw he cried, in burs
Frascuelo, no one but Frascuelo coulc
orite metadar of Spain for the last de-
cade but he must have been very young
when he first won renown in the bull
boy Of almost girlish beauty. The
of applause, and extarvaganl
The hero wiped his sword, flung bach
his lon; hair from his flushed counter
ance and slowly made the circuit of the
arena, his fair, frank, beardless face
lighted up with smiles that would have
won any woman's heart, were she Eng
lish, Spanish or American. His recep
ton was 4 continuous ovation. Me1
threw their caps, capes and cloaks into
the arena, which he picked up and laugh
ingy threw back. Women threw kisses
to him, which he also snilingly returned
But his smiles and kisses, though freely
distributed, were meant only for one
that his eye was continually seekin!