Morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven [Conn.]) 1848-1894, 1888-03-24
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Saturday, MafcM IA. 1883
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as thought, has leaped upon the barrera
and sits there smiling while the
bands blare and the crowds yell with |
delight The bull, raising great dust, has
plunged to the center of the arena. He sees /
the sea of human heads and hears tbs pande- |
monium about him. He starts back. He /
springs to this side and to that. He fairly |
trsmbles in sympathy with the universal ex
element. His nostrils are wide. His head |
is high up and held regally. Every move |
ment sinks the barbs deeper in his flesh. The |
blood trickles down his black, glossy sides. |
He shakes his head wildly, and reaches his |
herns far back as if to pluck out the thorns. |
He cannot. Everywhere about him is the
futtering, hated scarlet. Here, there, every
where il an enemy. He starts, his head
still up, half forward, half sidewise, toward
q group of ckulos, there by the barrers, who
fauns their cloaks and taunt him. But over
here is another group, and, as if with another
thought of vengeance, he bounds that way.
Here again he sees the goading rag. With a
swift glare at those he first sought, he breaks
in this direction. But no, over there is the
point of onslaught. Now he sees. He will
exterminats all. Round the bsrrera wall he
sweeps, his cleaning horns like polished
lanees set in deadly rest. The espadas and
matadors smile, leap safely upon the barrera.
but regard him closely. Banderilleros
scatter to the opposite side. The chulos,
like nimble monkeys leap in every direstion
and vault the entire wall at bound. But it
is the bull that this tinae sheds blood. Like
matches the fore legs of pieador's horse
snap and are broken, the dirk-like horn has
laid open the horses whole flank, and the
luckless picador tumb1es to the ground in
helpless heap. The bull springs back to
finish his deadly work; but the chules have
dozen scarlet challenges to divert him. On
he dashes around the circle, putting every
thing to flight before him, madly charG-
ing a group of banderilleres and chulos
in the center of the arena, scattering
them in every direction, and, suddenly
stopping, whirls about and about defiant
ly, and as he stands there threatening his
enemies on every hand; noblest type of
brute life, and SO grandly scornful of death.
bravery quivers through the vast audience
until it shouts "brava torol" "brava torol"
'tbrays toro!" and the bands and trumpets
are silenced in the bedlam of human
sound. That bull will fight and will kill
something somebody. Every soul there
knows it.. The excitement increases. He
is given no rest. Here scarlet cloak,
there a crimson capa, beyond a red nculeta,
again and again taunt him. Pell- nell he
goes stornning group of banderiiieros and
chulos, charging here, there, and like
flash finging one luckless fellow over both
barreras like a rat, to fall bruised and
bleeding among the wildly excited people;
whirling and seeming to bound and re-
bound from all fours instantly, he breaks
for a p!cador sent out to meet him. The
picador, with plea at rest, as his fear
stricken animal quakes beneath him, prays
to the virgiH, and is ready. Receiving
the great pike like wisp, the bull with
terrific lunge sets his horn clear to the
head in the doomed horses breast, and
with another bound and savage lunge has
completely disembeweled him-horse, pic
adsr and bull coming to the ground with a
crash in a cloud of dust the assembled
thousands bowling in perfect frenzy of
delight. The chulos hasten to the fallen
picador, standing him against the barrera
like fallen scarecrow; the two dead horses
are pilsd together; the bands and trum-
pets and people increase their din; and
the bull, wild now with his own havoc,
seeks new conquering everywhere within
the arena. Every actor there is alert, ad-
tive, agile. His life every instant depends
on that. But the surging masses now howl
with derision at them all. This becomes
such q storm that the trumpet orders an
attack upon the bull. Now come feats of
daring that are marvellous. From the chi
queros glides banderillero with gay
banderilla in each hand. He moves swift
Ply across the arena and in a moment is
before the bull. To this side, to that
side, he springs, as the raging animal pur-
sues. Around and around the arena they
60, describing all manner of graceful fg-
ures and movements; the one with ne de-
tense save in his nerve, alertness, and agil-
ity; the ether impetuous to destroy. If
there be grace and wonderful daring in
this whole sad business you it with
the bsnderillero and the bull. The latter
is not less terrible in his rage, but he il
GkaI or and Jr,D1
ing He is still aggressive, but more wa
~. He watches for moment when he
may suddenly and instantly destroy. But
at that moment the banderillero is fairly
between his horns, and, with ma:chless
movement of daring, swiftness and grace,
has reached up, over beyond the deadly
head, and the next glance of yeur eye
discovers two more blood-letting darts
planted firmly in the bulls shoulders, the
banderillero at q safe distance the enraged
brute charging madly in every direction,
and onlookers almost uncomfortable in an
and repeated, with varying fortunes and
perfection, until the bulls back is fllsd,
like target in achsry, with torturing
darts. A continual increase of frenzy pos
sesses the crowds. "Fuego!" "fusgo!"
sfueRol" is screamed FROM ten thousand
throats. The trumpet shrilly echoes "Fire!"
Now banderilas charges with bombs which
explode with the resonance OF q gun are
daringly plunged in the bulls back and
shoulders. Medly he charged upon his
termsntors as the bombs burst, tearing
the fesh away and flooding his painting
sides with blood. With o tremendous rush
he forces his relentless enemies to flight
and .msdly leaps upon the barrera, tumb-
ling deal upon his back, driving the
dozens of darts and exploding banderillas
farther into his quivering flesh, and bounds
upward into the air like ball from the
awful agony he endures. For moment
he means Then, with quick writing of
his whole maddened frame, he sweeps around
and around the arena with his noble head
aloft. In his desperate agony he seems to be
looking with human eyes into inhuman eyes
fer pity, for help.
Suddenly the flash of q red handkerchief
in the hands of the president is seen. Like
flash the espads, with q long, keen To-
Iedo blade in his right hand, and in his left
willowy stick over which the red mulets is
flung, contents him. The bull charges the
hated cloth. The espada barely moves. Ev-
cry plunge of the bull is upon the muleta.
He does not see the man. His eyes are
bloodshot and glazing. HiG mouth is half
open and hscks of foam cover his neck and
legs. To this side and to that, like the
graceful waving of a banner, the espada car
ries the bull bodily. This play is marvellous.
Suddenly the bull has missed the muleta;
is back under it and the espada. The latter
vaults the animal at bound and in an in
slant is again master. The mystery is CON-
plete now. For q few moments, which seem
interminable to the breathless crowd, the
play goes On-iAtellect, skill, daring the
king of all brute Savagery and force; and
in a twinkling the yard-long blade is sent
with ''xipF" clear through the fore shout
body. The blood spurts from his nostrils.
He recoils. He waivers and staggsrs. He
makes one final plunge, bravo in death,
toward the smiling and triumphant espada
His horns strike the ground. He il in a
heap and vanquished. The puntillsro,
7reaaad in hlank urri N forward and foroea