Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1884-09-24
A SPANISH BULL FIGHT.

A correspondent of the Cincinnati
Enquirer sends to that paper an account
of bull fight at Seville, Spain The
writer's account of the brutal spectacle
is as follows:
How the bull got into the ring do
not know. was looking at the process
sion, the members Of which were ar
ranging themselves in place, the swords
man and daggermen having retired be-
hind the fence, the mantle carriers stand
ing in close to the face Of it, and the
picadors stationing themselves at their
four respective stands. All this time
the music was resembling, but / really
became conscious of it only when it
stopped. and then saw the bull plunging
toward the center of the ring.
No lover of nature could withhold a
tribute of admiration from this magnifi-
cent beast. He was black as coal, big,
brawny, and so fiery that sparks seemed
to fly from his eyes. A great rosette
with MANY colorcd ribbon streamers had
been stuck into his sides. With a leap
and bound he reached the center of the
ring, tossing the air with his head and
fairly shifting with exultation at
his might. For short moment he stood
stupetied, it seemed, at the gorgeous
panorama opened out before his eyes, but
only for moment, and then it was
question with him which man or horse
should he kill 1t was truly an embar-
rasse DIES richesse. Scattered along the
fence were the fellows with the cloaks.
Right and left were the horsemen. all
clad in eolors odious to his eyes Straight
u 4or Il he
But the man quickly sprang behind the
shield, and the bull disdained to look
again. For here was another victim
right in front. This man had TO spring
for his life, and over the fence he went.
Now, then, what Leaping all the time,
he next rushed upon a picador But
somehow the horse got wind of the beast
he could not see, and suddenly whirled
about, so that the horn of the bull en-
tered deep into the flesh of his rump, and
tore up deep cash over foot in length.
The blood streamed in current from
the poor wounded horse, ran down his
leg and weltered on the sand. But he
could still stand upon his legs. and the
brutal picador. who had received some
Kisses for having permitted his horse to
turn, stuck him deep in the flank with
the giant spur he wore, and faced him
about again in place.
The bull, with his right horn, drip
ping blood, elated by his victory, was
still plunging on He had as vet re-
ceivtd not q scratch since he came into
the ring. Every enemy he had met had
taken to his heels. But what audacity
is this before his eyesg A man was actu-
ally waving red cloak in challenge and
defiance. To reach him, to rip up the
cloak with his horns. was the work Of q
sec1 nd, and now the man was waving
/ the piece he still held. At him again
with sudden turn, but the cloak was
successfully swung about his head. Here
is now another Eicador, ten PAGES of sit
ting stolidly upon his horse, lance at
rest. No sooner had he seen the bull
making in his direction than he lowered
it, and as the bull reached him, stuck it
to the rim through his skin. But no
such obstacle as that could for q second
check such momentum as the bulls. He
was now at the horse, head down, horns
under his breast. and the next moment.
OH most sickening sight. tie horse and
rider were both lifted bodily into the air.
Whatever goes up must come down. how
| ever, and down they came In mass, bulls
head, horse and rider, but horse and rider
| fat On the ground The bull. with some dif-
ficulty. extricated his horn which had en-
tered e its base the bowels Of the horse. to
turn Immediately upon the rider, fastened
20 the ground by the weight of his horse
On his len. Tn three seconds more the
horn Of the bull viii penetrate the breast
or the bowels Of the man hut here came