The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1883-06-29
Tossed by a Mad Bull.

A savage Alderney bull on the farm
of William Parker, near Irvington. n.
j., four miles from Newark, attacked
Mr.. Parker and George Seelander, his
employee, on Wednesday. Both narrow
ly escaped death. Mr.. Parker is 80
years old and Seelander is 60. The
former is prosperous market gar
dener.
..Seelander is pretty badly hurt" said
Mr.. Parker on Saturday. HE had no
business to go into the barn-yard when
that animal was there. The Attorney
would follow any one of the family as
gently as a puppy, but he was cross
to strangers. We bought him when
he was a little fellow, and a pref
tier animal L never saw. His color
was fawn, his eyes were rs bold and
prominent as a bulldog land his horns
We're long and stuck out straight for
ward. He was beauty. In the center
of the yard stood a large wagon in a
mud puddle with soft bottom. 1t was
the soft ground which was the salvation
of Seelander. He went alone into the
yard, and the bull bounded at him
while his back was turned. The ami
mails horns went on each side of the
old mans body. One horn went nearly
through his right arm. He was thrown
against the wagon wheel and stunned,
and he dropped unconcious into the pud.
die. While lying there the bull kept
goring him, but his body sank so deep
into the mud that the thrusts of the
beast did not harm him except to keep
the wind knocked out of him. For five
minutes the animal attacked him, and
had he not fallen partly under the
wagon he must have been trampled tc
death.
"a man whom / got from Castle Gar
den three days ago saw the whole affair
from the beginning. and, instead OF
trying to drive the brute away, he ran
to the house and told my wife what
was going on. Her screams brought
me and my son Walter from the field,
and at the sound of our voices, as we
ran up to him. the animal stopped and
listened, and after seeming to think
about it, walked away. We carried
Seelander to the house and restored him
to consciousness. He is badly hurt in
ternally.
''Then we tried to get the Attorney
into an clubhouse. / carried long
hickory-handled three-tined fork, and
was circling about the brute when he
turned square around in his tracks and
flew at me. l didn't stir, but let him
have the fork the whole length of the
tines in the side of his head. Bill didn't
mind it any more than if a straw had
touched him. He tossed me upon a
high pile of fence posts. scrambled
off, fork in hand, but before l could
raise it Bill was on me again worse than
before. He pitched me into the shed
between the shafts of an old wagon,
and while l was trying to climb into the
wagon he fished me out and flung me
against solid board fence.
1T all happened quicker than you
could say Jack Robinson. The fork was
splintered in my hands and / dropped
it. thought my time had come sure,
for he had me tight against the fence.
He was covered with dirt and mud, his
eyes We're bloodshot. and foam dropped
from his mouth. As / was about to
shut my eyes in despair, my son Will.
who had been chasing the animal all
the time, ran up behind him and jabbed
long-tined fork into him three or four
times. The beast shuddered, dropped
me to the ground, and ran believing
like the ball of Bashan to the other end
OF the yard. We got out pretty quick
ly. Yesterday We drove him away and
had him killed at a slaughter-house."
Mr.. Parker is able to be out, hut he
can not draw deep breath without
pain.-N. y. Sun.