Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1889-05-30

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good bull. The people are delighted.
bravo, toro" they cry. "Bravssimo!"
Another horse falls dead, the third is
wounded aud let out, the fourth killed ;
but the Spaniards are not satisfied in
their love ot blood.
Two OF the matadors stepped to the side
OF she arena, leaving their eloaks, and
taking In e8Ch~tand q banderillO. They
step INTO the center of the ring, and,
posing themselves on tipto, holding the
bauderiilos far above their heads at arms
length face the bull. A moment the now
furious beast oauSos, then with charge
make, for one of his sdyersaries; for a
second al is % cloud of dust, in which the
advancing forHs of bull aud man are
scarcely d,sceruible; the next, the bull is
believing round the room with the points
OF the banderillos fast in his shoulders,
and the b8nderuluro Ia smiling and bow
iuK uusssJhed. There is no need for five
banderillos ON this bull. Four times does
he receive the sharp-torked points, ana
Hur ID mes does he mics his man.
the hugle sounds
sebastian, who up Gin now has gazed in
a aareless way al the scene steps forward,
q kes the sword and the dag, and with a
gallant stride marches 10 the admiuist-
rator'S box where he sweRrs to kill the
bill
Their, is O deaftudtd cheer as be throws
his hat among the people, 60 be held till
he returns victorious or death.
/ turned iustiuct,vely toward Juauita;
ban, ~, h.a ~, h..
tanning herself, her half closed eyes
scarcely conveying even an expression
OF interest in the proceedings
Sebastian faces the QUILL, the flag in his
left hand, mis- yes Watching the beasts,
His baud "a ms steady as rock.
The bull charges; drew quick breath (;
Sebastian Ia all right; gracefully, with the
euse OF practioed bull fighter, he es
oapes the horne, which merely touched
the scarlet flag,
A cheer rings out from the crowd,
brins ing q lusn to his cheek
Again the bull charges, again and again
each time Sebastian 10 uusosthed, but as
yet he has had no chance of killing ths
bull He Is facing 1t now; slowly he
raises the sword-the point never trem-
bies. For one second all Is dust, the leXt
saw his manly torm land out full length
To the sand.
Accustomed as ! am to bull fights I
shuddered.
"He ie killedw cry the people; she IL
kiuedV Tho bull never looks at him
again, passing on TO attack the cloak OF
one OF OF the matadors / gazed az juan
ia ouce more. Her expression has not
altered Ga the least degree; her tan mere
ly yibrates q little quicker. hated the
woman,
a shout from the people recalls my at
teution. Sebastian has risen, picked up
the sword and flag, and is facing the buli
once more. There was silence IN the ring
like death. Again the sword Is raised,
again all ia dust, again form lies pros
trate IN the sand-but this time IL Is the
built Sebas,ian has killed it az onestroke,
feat seldom accomplished by even the
masters of the art.
Never have | heard such a shout az rang
through ana through the building IA Sc
bastiau approached the gobernador and
towed. He Is paler than ever, but d
smile OF victory lights up his lips. Then,
sword in hand, he turned, approached,
and faced Juauita, his dark eyes gazing
into her face. Her expression is the
same H. ever; as he bows to her she never
alters feature. There il no smile of an,
couraRement, scarcely a sign OF recog
milton; she pluoks rose, however, from
her breast and throws 10 at him.
He stoops and picks IL ~, and, with
his eyes fixed on hers, lifts it toward his
lips hesitates--throEs IL TO the ground
ana tramples it under foot.
A denfeniug cheer arIses from the
crowd cheer upon cheer.
look for Juanita. She has left the
ring.
Five minutes later, rs Sebastian passed
through the arohway into the opeu, into
the scarlet and gold, dagger WAS buried
deep in his breast.
saw Juanita do it, and it was the only
time ever saw her smile.- Blaokwood't
Magazine.