Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1895-01-12

| went until six bulls had been killed
and half a score Of dead horses dragged
out Of the ring. The general conduct Of
each fight Is the same, although, Of course.
| they differ in details. Once a lively bull
in pursuit of a flying matadore fairly
leaped over the fence and charged around
the narrow passage, creating much eX-
citement until he was let out again into the
RIG through gate that was deity open
| ed. Once the espada killed the bull by a
| skillful blow that severed the spinal cord.
| the point of the sword being thrust into
the back of the neck just behind the ears.
The bull reared UP. then fell back dead.
| The last fight over, the band strikes up
the national air Of Spain. Some Of the
| crowd makes a rush for the arena to Sc
| cure banderillaS other souvenirs of the
night, while most Of the spectators make
their way out of the amphitheater. Again
the scene on the Avenue Tacon and the
| people go to their homes, for there will
| be no more bull fighting until the next
| Sunday.
| The American who sees a bull fight for
| the first time goes away Disguised with the
| scenes OF the arena. The killing of the
| horses is brutal and sickening The skill
and daring of the matadoreS are however.
| a redeemlng feature of the show. They
are little, athletic men, as quick and grace
| ful in movement as panthers. 1t is a sup
| position that the picador is to defend his
| horse from the onslaught of the bull. That
| Is one of the traditions of the bull ring
! but as now managed the horses are simply
ridden out for the purpose Of being gored
rms satisfies the demand for blood. Fur
thermore, 1T gives a practical ilustrat ton
| or the terrible power in the neck and horns
| OF the bull. and, therefore, keeps constant
| ly before the people the great danger the
matadores are in. 1 saw one bull lift
horse and rider completely from the ground
| on his horns and throw them over The
Plcaaor teil under the horse. and was
borne from the ring insensible. Sometimes
the bull will drive his sharp horns into
morse and rip the poor beast open from
shoulder to flank. So one can see that it
requires no ordinary courage to face the
bull.
The New Year day fight passed without
serious injury to any of the bull fighters
but the next Sunday the bull had it's m
nings
The Bulls Innings.
1t was a black and fierce Spanish bull
The espada was Jose Palomar The bull
made rush for him just as he was about
to thrust the sword. Palomar, though agile
as cat, was not quick enough; the bulls
horn entered his side and in an instant the
bull tighter was on the ground. The others
hastily decoyed the bull away and Palomar
was borne out of the ring dangerously hurt.
Another espada. Ortega. then faced the
angry brute Twice he essayed without
success to make the thrust. Then the bull
with a quick movement caught him and
tossed him in the air. There was a cry of
horror from the crowd. Three times Ortega
WdS toSSeu vi the Snarp nOrnS OF the bull,
each time being dreadfully torn and LAGER
ated. Then the torreors got the bull away
Ortega was carried out nearly dead. Another
espada advanced to meet the pull but as
the animal was charging around the ring
Palomar's brother made a thrust at his
side from a gate, which brought it to the
ground. 1t was foul blow, and Palomar's
brother was put under arrest Today the
results of yesterdays fight are the talk
or Havana. l suggested to Spaniard that
this might tend to putting an end to bull
lighting. He shrugged his shoulders and
said that the people liked fight like that
Poor Palomar! / talked with him Just be-
fore he went to the fight. He is hand
some fellow, twenty-four years old and a
native of Seville He considers himself
the second-best bull fighter in SPAIN All
the bull fighters so consider themselves
They all agree that Mazzatini of Seville is
the first Palomar said he was going to
America next summer. going to Chicago to
give an exhibition. He had already learned
one English phrase. 1t was wine, woman
and song" He repeated these words over
to me in childish glee he sat at a cafe
table with me, smiling in a way that show
ed his handsome Teeth. They were words
that perhaps gave better than any others
could the keynote of his careless life He
promised me banderilla as a souvenir of
the fight. The bull tossed Palomar so I
did not get the banderilla. He will proba-
bly, recover, but the other injured bull fight
er lies in critical condition.