, 1888-03-25

TOWARD a group of chulos, there by the
barrera, who flaunt their cloaks and taunt
him. But over here is another group,
and as if with another thought OF ven
geance, 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 cxterminate all. Round the barrera
wall he sweeps, his cleaning horns like
polished lances 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 direction and vault the entire wall
at a bound. But it is the bull that this
time sheds blood.
Like matches the fore legs of a plea
doris horse snap and are broken, the dirk
like horn has laid open the horses whole
the ground in a helpless heap. The bull
springs back to finish his deadly work;
but the chulos have a dozen scarlet chal.
lenges to divert him. On he dashes
around the circle, putting everything to
flight before him, madly charging a group
of banderilleros and chulos in the center
Of the arena, scattering them in every di-
rection, and, suddenly stopping, whirls
about and about defiantly, and as he
stands there threatening his enemies on
every hand: noblest type of brute life,
and 50 grandly ~scornful of death. A
thrill of recognition of his magnificent
bravery quivers through the vast audi
ence until it shouts "brava toro ' ''brava
toro" and the bands and trumpets are
silenced in the bedlam of human sound.
The bull will fight and will kill something
or somebody. Every soul there knows it.
The excitement increases. He is given
no rest. Here a scarlet cloak, there a
crimson capa. beyond a red muleta, again
and again taIht him. Pell-mell he goes
storming a group of bandenllos and chu-
los, charging here, there, and like a flash
finging one luckless fellow over both bar
reras like a rat, to fall bruised and bleed
ing among the wildly excited people;
whirling, and seeming to bound and re-
bound from all tours instantly, he breaks
for a picador sent out to meet him. The
picador, with plea at rest, as his fear
stricken animal quaking beneath him,
prays to the virgin and is ready.
Receiving the great pike like a wisp, the
bull, with a terrific lunge, sets his horn
clear to TIE head in the doomed horse's
breast, and with another bound and saw
age lunge has completely disemboweled
him-horse, picador and bull coming to
the ground with a crash in a cloud of
dust, the assembled thousands bowling in
a perfect frenzy of delight. The chulos
hasten to the fallen picador, standing him
against the barrera like u fallen scare
crow; the two dead horses are piled to.
gether; the bands and trumpets aDd peo-
pie increase their din; and the bull, wild
now with his W havoc, seeks new con-
quering everywhere within the arena.
Every actor there is alert, active, agile.
His life every instant depends on that.
But the surglng masses now howl with
derision at them all. This becomes such
a storm that the trumpet orders an attack
upon the bull. Now come feats of dar.
ing that are marvellous. From the chi
queros glides a banderIllero with a gay
banderilla in each hand. He moves
swiftly across the arena and in a momen
is before the bull. To this side, to that
side, he springs, as the raging animal
pursues. Around and around the arena
they go, describing all manner of graceful
figures and movements; the one with no
defense saw In his nerve, alertness and
agility; the other impetuous to destroy.
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this whole sad business you see it with
the banderillero and the bull.
The latter is not less terrible in his rage,
but he is discounted. He stops spring
ing and lunging. He Is still aggressive,
but more wary. He watches for a mo-
ment when he may suddenly and Instant
ly destroy. But at that moment the
banderlllero is fairly between his horns,
and, with a matchless movement of dar-
ing, swiftness and grace, has reached up,
over beyond the deadly head, and the
next glance Of your eye discovers two
more blood letting darts planted firmly in
the bull shoulders, the banderillero at q
safe distance, the enraged brute charging
madly in every direction, and the onlook-
ers almost uncomfortable in an ecstacy of
excitement. This is repeated and re
peated, with varying fortunes and perfec-
ton, until the bulls back is filed, like a
target in archery, with torturing darts. A
continual increase of frenzy possesses the
crowd. "Fuego!' ''fuegor' ''fuegoI" is
screamed from ten thousand throats.
The trumpet shrilly echoes ''Firel"
Now banderillas charged with bombs
which explode with the Of a
gun are daringly plunged in the bulls
back and shoulders. Madly he charges
upon his tormentors as the bombs burst,
tearing the flesh away and flooding his
painting sides with blood. With a ire
menduous rush he forces his relentless
enemies to flight and madly leaps upon
the barrera, tumbling down upon his back
driving the dozens of darts and explod-
ing banderillas farther into his quivering
flesh, and bounds upward into the air
like a ball from the awful agony he in
dures. For a moment he means. Then,
with a quick writing of his whole mad
dened 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 inhu-
man eyes for pity, for help.
Suddenly the flash of a red handker-
chief in the hands of the president is
seen. Like a fash the espada, with a
long, keen Toledo blade in his right hand,
and in his left a willowy stick over which
the red muleta is flung, confronts him.
The bull charges the hated cloth. The
espada barely moves. Every plunge of
the bull is upon the muleta. He does
not see the man. His eyes are bloodshot
and glaring. His mouth is half open
and flecks of foam cover his neck and
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