The Logan County banner. [volume] (Logan, W. Va.) 1889-1903, 1889-12-19
JUANITA.
The Tragic Sequel to CastiIlian
Romance.

was no great matador going to kill
bulls to-day.
asked my neighbor: 'Senor, can
yor~ tctf me why SO many people are
here to-day?''
You do not know! Sebastian will
kill the bull. =
Sebastian | know no bull fighter
OF that name"
He has never killed bull before.
j will tell you his story Sebastian is
-ottty II muleteer. Once a week he
comes with his burden OF fruit. But
he Is poor; the mules are not his; he
only works for another He, paused
fora moment and added: You are a
strangerpn
Yes / said. Il arrived ycster-
day.
Then you do not know Juanita
Every one falls in love with Juanita.
Sebastian prayed and besought her to
marry him, but she is proud. and
would not look at the humble mule
tecr. But after time his handsome
face impressed her; SO she told him
she would marry him II he would kill
bull in the ring at to-day's fair But
hush! there she is, standing near that
column"
turned and gazed at of the most
lovely creatures it has ever been my
lot to see. Her light golden hair was
bound up high upon her head, and sur
mounted by a dark crimson rose, held
in her mantilla OF black lace; her dress
was open, and showed a wonderfully
throat; her@arms, too. were
bare from the elbow, in their sexquis-
lite Wilderness and shape; her dress
was OF black lace. But it was not the
dress that struck one so forcibly-it
was those great gray eyes and dark
: lashes, the curved eyebrows, the
aquiline nose, the perfect lips.
She took her seat among the common
people. whom she entirely ignored,
and drew out great fan Of black lace,
which she opened and closed, leaning
back with a weary look in her half
shut Dyes.
1t was time the bull fight COM
menced. ] gazed round the ring. Be-
hind and around me was the dusty
crowd. among which passed the sellers
of water with their shrill cry Of
Aqua, aqua fresca," and the vendors
OF biscuits and nuts. Below, the arena
with its burning yellow sand, minia-
ture desert. Suddenly the band COM
to play; i turned and Saw that
the administrators box was no longer
empty. A small man in black coat
and silk hat had taken his seat there.
One by one the spears of the picadors
were handed to him, and he measured
the points to see that none were be-
yond the prescribed length. Clear
above the music of the band rang out
the notes of a bugle A great follling
gate was thrown open and the process
SION entered
Four OF the matadors were profess
: SIGNALS; the fifth was Sebastian. Pale
u his scarlet and god costume but
sseignified and graceful, he approached
the administrators box. before which
-94e bowed. Then he came close to
whore | was sitting and bowed TO
lpanita His face was deadly pale.
but never in my life have ! seen a
= more determined look. He was
very handsome - handsomer almost
than ,Juanita herself, who acknowl-
edged his bow with scarcely percep-
--tibie signzof recognition over the top
s.5of llaa black lace fan.
\ gate is opened in the arena. With
y roar, and shout from the people,
the bull rushos from his darkened cell
INTO the ring. He looks round him;
Tor a. moment he paws the ground.
.... Len led on by the moving cloak of
one Of the matadors, he charges-but
: his horns touch nothing more solid
Than the crimson cloak. For mo-
nent ''toro" stands as if stupefied,
then cspies a larger and safer bait.
and with fearful rush, lifts horse and
pIeador into the air, hurting them to
The ground in heap. The matadors
Al e-tttiek, however, and they cali off
thesbult BY waving their cloaks and
keep hisattention fixed on themselves.
iie.is a good bull. The people are de-
Aghted, '"Bravo. toro!" they cry.
Another horse falls dead. the third
=is=w wounded and led TOUT, the fourth
killed but the spapiafds are not salts
lied in theirs love Of BLOOD MAS
ca1aHos| mas caballos!n Then the
ougle sounds.
lwoof the matadors step to the side
o. the arena leaving their eloalxs, and
taking in each hand IA banderillo.
lToar times does the bull receive the
sharp iforked points, and four times
does he miss his man.
Again the bugle blows. Sebastian
steps forward, takes the sword and
The Nag, and marches to the admins
ifaior's box, where he swears to kill
the bull.
There is deafening cheer as he
throws his hat among the people. to
DC held till he returns victorious or
dead
turn instinctively toward Juanita;
she was leaning back in her seat,
, slowly tanning herself her half-closed
eyes scarcely conveying any expression
:. Sebastian faces the bull, the nag In
MS leit hand. his eyes on the beasts.