The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1888-09-18

given me a furious butt, which knocked
ne nat upon the ground. He
s slo and made another lunge at me. My
first impulse was to rise to nv feet and run.
but IN second l dismissed this from my mind
and decided upon different tactics. 1 knew
the Dull would have much less chance to gore
me while lay fiat upon the ground, so turned
over ana awaited the attack. In moment
Was ralsed by the bull four or five feet. This
proved lucky thing for me. l managed to
gatch tne bulls short horns, and l held on for
gear lie. He made desperate attempts to
Dreak my grip, but | knew my life depended
on my ability to hold my grip
why didn't you call for help?"
Why, yelled so loud that they heard me
nan annie off. AS soon as they heard my
cries one of the men hurried to my assistance
held tight to the bulls horns, his head being
oent down and less than twelve inches from my
lace. stared him out of countenance. have
often read about the power of the. human
eye on brutes, and tested it on that mad bull
fancy however, that my escape is to be
ascrlbed to my powerful grip and not to the
power CT my eye. To face an enraged bull is
not pleasant"
How did you escape?"
one of the men came to my assistance.
ne look heavy piece of lightwood and
damned the animal till he showed signs of
weakening. Then turned loose my hold and
t a11 pull ran away. never felt so relieved in
all my life. l knew had been rescued from
the very jaws of death and felt thankful fol
my salvation. My nervous system sustained a
shock 1t will not recover from in many day.
why, couldn't sleep last night, my nerves
We're so badly unstrung"
Captain" Vanderbilt has left Atlanta.
lie may or may not return-depending al
together upon the success that the police have
in locating him.
The captain" was dignifed young man of
eight aud twenty, or Whereabouts, dark hair,
rather slight in build, and altogether of a
sharpe featured type. Re could look distin-
guished enough when he tried to, and talked
gli9iy OF quarter Of million dollar yacht,
left him by his grandfather, the lamented
commodore. He could talk absent mindedly
of his $4,000 day, and wonder why the
deuce his agents couldn't be more punctual
you know.
OF course the captain registered at the Kim
ball house. The record is there in a plain,
neat business hand:
C. H. VANDERBILT,
New York.
The captain stepped over to the Western
Union and teleGraphed for $1,000. One OF his
admiring friends was carried along, and at the
corner of Pryor and Wall streets the captain
happened to remember that he was in pressing
| need of a few dollars.
The friend loaned it to him.
That was Saturday, the 9th. The captain
had plenty of leisure, had good time with
the boys, and managed to enjoy himself pretty
thoroughly. The money he had teegraphed
1of WaS nlSsent, Dut MS 1flenaS PAID most OF
his bills, or loaned him the
money to pay them himself,
and.the captain repaid them with anecdotes of
his father and grandfather and the Vanderbilts
generally. To others he promised trips in that
wonderful yacht, and spread broadcast invita-
tons to Fifth avenue balls and champagne
suppers.
But even millionaire must pay some debts.
On Friday morning Mr.. Beermann sent word to
the young commander that his week was up
and his bill due.
The captain sent word back that he would
call by at noon and settle.
About noon he was seen lounging in front Of
the Kimball, and that is the last time he was
seen in Atlanta.