The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-06-21

and removed amid the abiurgations of
the 10000 spectators, who hurled at him
contemptuous aud derisive phrases.
But the third bull saw the futilty of
trying to win human applause by de-
corous conduct. Twice this bull made a
flying leap over the valla, or barrier,
among the lower-tier spectators He
was hardly scientific and according to
rule fighter, but his intentions were all
right, and no one could dispute his valor.
But finally came his supreme moment
when he stood paving the earth head
down, ready to. charge or gore the gallent
swordsman standing, keen, flashing blade
in hand, almost between his sharp horns
The bull moves his powerful head dis
painfully, and in the moment the sword
enters between his shoulder blade, there
is convulsive shudder, a tremor runs
through the huge body, and, casting his
glance up to the implacable sky, the
great creature, which had seen the last
of the sun, and would roam no more over
the windy upland pastures, fell dead in
the sand. An attendant gives him the
coup de grace with knife horses enter,
and chain is affixed to his legs, and the
inert carcass is dragged out. But this
bull had won human appreciation He
had proved himself bravo"
The next bull charged a picador, dis
mounting him. There was an, anxious
momedt for the fallen pikesman, but he
was rescued.
Then came bull which charged a
picador in gallant style, throwing horse
and rider high in the air and nearly kill
ing the latter. The espada who dis
patched this bull was rewarded for his
byplay and workmanship by a rain of
dollars and cigars.
The final act was the entrance of bull
that was as swift on his legs as any cat
He rushed full tilt at a picador, who tried
to ward off the shock of the terrific onset
with his pike, but it broke, and he had TO.
display horsemanship in getting out of
the way of the Infatuated and maddened
bull, which, full of darts, was savage and
resentful. Again the bull charged the
picador, goring the horse to death in a
second. Camaleno tried his hand with
the banderillas or darts, but. in the act of
placing them, the bull caught and tossed
him, the toreador losing one leg of his
trousers and having the other badly torn.
There was red scratch on the toreador's
forehead, but he was gamy, and sailed
forth once more to the encounter This
time worse luck, for the bull dashed on
him and gored him in the thigh Centeno
had to end the bull.
1t was, all in all, tremendously bloody
Sunday afternoon, and those who enjoyed
this modern revival of the old Roman
gladiatorial show had their fill of horrors
| have not recapitulated all the grewsone
happenings of the occasion, and have not
chronicled the disabled horses and the
wounds received by others of the fighters,
and / am sure my readers will thank me
for not having inflicted on them new &C
count of the practice" of the bull ring,
which has been written to death.
In the ring, during an exciting fight,
one forgets humanity, pity for the lower
animals, and all the finer emotions in the
excitement of the contest Primitive
man, the fierce virility of the middle
ages, the sternness of the times of tor
ture, revive in one as by way of psyche
logical atavism, and one sees simply the
combat and regards only its thrilling
vicissitudes. Once out of the ring, and
apart from the contagious enthusiasm of
ones fellows, the spell breaks. One be-
gins to philosophiZe, and the modern hu-
manitarian man who has been evolved
out of the early savage has his say. which
is not complimentary to bull fighting.
Still it i'll becomes the modern world to
condemn the sport when the great ma
tions are armed to the teeth for a strug-
gle in comparison to which bull tight is
an exhibition of infantile innocence and
grace. t1a
1T is related of the wife of FL Amer
icano, who lies so previously wounded,
that on Sunday morning she lighted a
lamp placed before the image of Our Lady
of Carmen. to whom she prayed that her
husband might come out safely from the
combat to take place in the afternoon.
"And why do you light the lamp, NAM
MARI asked, curiously, one of FL Amer
icano's little children.
so that the virgin" replied the
mother, may keep your father from the
perils which he has to undergo to get us
bread"
THAT will do no good, said the pre-
cociously skeptical child; put it out,
mamma"
And, either needing the words of the
child. or doing so without thinking, the
mother put out the light, leaving the
Virgin of Carmen without this manifesto
tion of faith.
In the afternoon her husband, FL Amer
icano, fell almost wounded 10 death.
With one more story Of a taurine mira
Gle / will wind up this matter. Two hun
dred and more years ago in Chill bull
fighting was the popular diversion. but
there were no properly constructed rings,
only an inclosed space with fence sepa-
rating the performers from the spectators.
Often the bull would leap the barrier
and get away into the streets of the
towns. running amuck with the people.
One afternoon, in Santiago, a bull es-
capped into the streets, and, rushing down
a street encountered a venerable and holy
man, Fray Pedro Berdes, a Carmelits,
much beloved by all the people
Women looking down from their bal