The Dickinson press., 1883-05-12

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was glued by a strange fascination to tie
arena. Things began to mix themselves
up and lose their identity, as when one
looking long and tixealy at an object
presently loses all sense Of its form and
meaning. There was Il confused ming
ling of bright colors in which that OF
blood predominated. There was a con.
fused mass of mangled carcasses. with
foam streaked horses and rampant bul]
flying v e the bloodsown arena. From
being indistinguishable things became
lndistlnct. The air grew thick and dark.
The earth seemed slipping away.
The cries Of "Bravo toro!'' "Vivatoro!'
had a far-oF and unnatural sound. |
heard an Englishlman beside me exclaim.
in tones of horror: Good GOd..' | reused
myself and looked. A horse already
weakened by the loss of blood, had fall
rider with him. Man and horse were at
the mercy of their powerful and relent.
less enemy, who, as though possessed
by II thousand demons, will. hoof and
horn, was stamping and tearing out life
and likeness. cit is death" said a SPAN
lard, and went on smoking his cigarrito.
At the first moment of danyerthe chulos
who are Il sort of reserve force always
On the field whose duty it is to lure the
bull away from Il man who is i'm peril
had rushed to the rescue, waving their
red flags i'll the face of the assaiIuint. But
the Infatuated animal was not easily d.
verted from his prey, and when his fury
wa 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 parity covered him
from the assaults of the bull. lie was
alive; perhaps it would have been bet
ter had he been dead. Bleeding and
broken, they bore him to the i%niirinurv;
and another came and took his place.
All this took less time in the perform
nee than 1t has i'm the description,
When the trumpet sounded at the close
of the first act three manylcd horses Law
dead on the bloody field; and the three
that had taken their places, stabbed and
torn, were lee out to have their wounds
sewed up or canterized, that they might
be again led forth to the slaughter.
In the second act of the tragedy the
the bandilleros were the chief performs
ers. These dressed as the chnlos, in a
pretty and picturesque c~ostnme-iacket
or satin on velvet III purple. orange or
crimson, and covered with gold and sill
Yer embroidery, short breaches of the
same, white stockings and slippers with
r%osettes and si!ken girdles. With their
Slight FORMS. bcardless faces and man
ner OF wearing their hair, which was
knotted behind and hung on the neck
i'll Il sllken net, they looked more like
girls III a masquerade thar men and bull
balters. Each one carried two barbed
darts ornamented with col
these new enemies cautiously. as though
undecided how II receive them. One
OF these approached him, brandishing
his arms and taunting him with shout
and gesture. 1t was to be war then.
The bull accepted the challenge. The
man stood his ground. 1t was Il 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 alroitly slipped ont of range.
The bull shook his head s~avayeIv. but
the darts stuck fast. There was a flying
leap end the nan was saved, but it was
not a moment too soon. Had
he been a thoughtlcss agile he
was lost; had he made q false step it was
his last. A similar feat was re-
peated again and again by other buner-,l
Hos. 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
prosecutors who had found safety ut the
barrier, vainiv trying in his blind fury
to lind an outlet or To leap t he fence.
The trumpet sounded for the final act
in the tragedy. Enter the %eslala. He
held in his right hand Il sword; in his
lelt, coverlnga Short stick, the muleta,
or red flag. The bull, exhausted with
continuous elliott and pain HAD no desire
to renew the contest. He sought no
more victims; thristed for no more
blood. But he was no carven. lie saw
the red flag and came on to nleetit, with
an eye that bodied little good for a de-
feated foe. There followed Il series of
manGuvres on the part of the man, sur
pr!slng in their ingenuity, daring and
sklll-mannovres to provoke, insult,
draw or parry, embarrass and enragcthe
t1ralne adversary. When the crucial
moment came the excitement of the
spectators had reached the highest pitch.
The bull came on with u momentum ac-
CELEBRATED by rage, as though he had
gathered all his forces for final grand
SOue' -AoiS tlttl OIGC DClOIt lIlt HOTllS
had seemed within an ace of penetrating
the man's body. This time ii seemed
inevitable. Every eye wa distcnded
with horror. 1t was Il moment of.leath-
like silence. Then there wasa swift and
sudden movement of the cspada's right
arm; a CLEAN of steel flashed through
the air; and the bull dropped like lead
at his feet without the culver of a mus
Gle. When, a few weeks afterward at
Seville, was describing this incident to
q Spaniard, "Ah!' he cried, in Il burst
Of unwonted enthusiasm, "lllat was
F%rasclelo, no one but Ffascnclo could
do that" Frascuelo has been the iay-
orite metadar of Spain for the last de-
cade but he must have been very young
Wheh he first won renown in the bull
ring, for ic looks ii mere boy nova
boy OF almost sirlish beauty. The
amplntheatrc rang with shouts
OF. applause, and e%xtarvaYant
cries of endearment and devotion.
The hero wiped his sword, flung back
his Ion. hair from his flushed counten-
ance ant slowly made the circnit of the
arena, kis fair, frank, beardlcss face
lighted up with smiles that would have
won any woman's heart, were She Enc
lish, Spanish or American. His recep-
ton was Il continuous ovation. Men
threw their caps, capes and cloaks into
the arena, which he picked up and laugh
ingly threw back. Women threw kisses
to him, which he also srnilingly returned.
But his smiles and kisses, though freely
distributed, We're meant only for one
that his eye was continually seeking
among the crowd. When he found her
he leaped lightly over the barrier and
handed up to her the rosctte of ribbon
that he had torn from the name of his