The morning call., 1895-02-17
SENDING A BULL TO SEA.
The Wreck of the Ships Carpenter,
Who Knew All About the
Habits of Animals.
His Awful Vow While Hunting Through
the Medicine Chest for the
Arnica Bottle.

Several head of livestock were shipped
on board the bark S. c. Allen yesterday for
the Hawaiian Islands, and the transfer of
the animals from the wharf to the deck of
the vessel was an interesting scene on the
waterfront.
Three or four large lighthouses went
down the gangplank, every tightly strung
nerve in their great bodies protesting
against the Allen as frail affair to be
used as stable, and that on the ocean.
The next unwilling passenger was a COW
fresh from some Marin County meadow,
and she Just knew intuitively that ship
was a thing to be Stunned by every self
respecting member OF well-organized
dairy. Moreover, she didn't like the looks
of the water that she saw over the fence,
or, in nautical terms, over the rail. The
wide, level plain before her didn't look
firm enough for a run in case she should
decide to go back to Olema, and she wasn't
longing for bath then. However, three
or four carrots held toward the refractory
bovine by the ships cook lulled her fears
somewhat as to the probable fatality OF
the prospective voyage and she was soon
aboard, with her head thrust into the gal
ley lunching off the cabin vegetables as
though she had pastured off shipboard
ever since calfhood
The last subject for deportation was a
large bull, very strong ana very determined
native San Mateo heath. He braced his
muscular legs against the wharf com bings
and looked at the brig. From his post of
observation he could see numberless ropes
hanging around--there were three attached
to his own body and one made fast to
ring in his nose-and cords were there for
the tying and securing of mutinous bulls,
in all probability. Consequently. no ships
for him. In this frame OF mind he made a
portion of the afternoon very interesting
for the Aliens crew.
The carpenter who had once been as far
inland as Petaluma, and consequently
knew all about stock ranches, started to
steer the bull aboard by dlslocating its
tail and was kicked clear across the sea-
wall He limped below in pain and dis
gust to rummage through the medicine
chest for the arnica bottle, As he gave his
wrecked kneecap q generous sponee -bath
with the soothing fluid, he vowed that he
beiammed if he wouldn't run that bull
overheard before the bark was twenty-four
hours out.
Taurus was not dismayed at the wreck
of the carpenter, but stuck to the wharf as
if he were built there. The mate, in the
simplicity of his, tried to entice the stub
born animal on board with a wisp of hay,
but the bull evinced an inclination to eat
up the seaman, who retreated up the
rigging.
"A Tackle was Hdue iaSI W TIE UoVme 5
horns and the steam-winch began to wind
him toward the deck. For few moments
it was a contest between horse and bull
power, but the former prevailed and the
unwilling animal went down the gangplank
with rush that overturned the engineer
as he stood at his lever on the deck in the
path of the protesting passenger, and for a
few minutes he had the vessel to himself
The violence of his entrance into seafar-
ing life frightened the horses into kicking
overheard their stalls, but the steam winch
kept on its subduing way and the bull was
soon moored fast to the mainmast ready
for his voyage over the sea.