The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1895-05-31

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man who had spent several years in knock
ing about South America; and, although
he must have had many adventures of his
own worth hearing, he generously let an
hour run by while he listened to the cap
tain and the aior, who at length reached
a point where nothing short of IN alligator
or an octopus afforded them Il thrill.
Finally, as the captain was lighting a
cigar, the stranger got Il chance to put in
IA word
81 have seen a little of wild life myself,
major" he observed humhly. Il have
shot tiger or two in India, and once had
a pretty bad quarter of an hour with a
wounded elephant: but of all the things
that 90 on four legs | think am the most
afraid of the common place and unroman-
tic bull. l don't know where l got the in
stinct, but it is strong one. My first adj
venture was in Scotland
lone very rainy day and very muddy
morning | was trudging through the TrOs-
sachs, when | came to Il stretch of road that
was for some distance confined between
high banks. | was enveloped i'll long
black macintosh that added about as much
to my comfort as to my picturesqueness.
| Suddenly on ahead of me, | heard the
merry footing of a coaching-horn, and |
prepared myself to make as preSentable an
appearance as possible before the gay com
pany soon to roll past me. | was listening
to the pounding of the hoofS, when around
a curve not Il hundred yards i'll front of
me dashed Il very furious specimen of Il
| Highland bull You must have seen them,
captain,-hale, shaggy beggars, about the
size of Il Shetland pony, but with horns
big enough for mastodon. On he came,
wildly tossing his head, while the music of
the still invisible coach added every mo-
ment to- his rage and fright. What should
do? 1t was hopeless to run down that
muddy road. and, besides, my vanity re-
| volted at the thought of giving the coach
ing party the une xpected exhibition of a
| fving pedestrian | resolved to stand my
ground perhaps, after all, the brute would
not see me and would pass me by. | felt
quite like a hero. But my valor didn't
last long. Another blast from the coach
| Just doubled the bulls speed. In a second
my heart gave way, and l found myself
scrambling up the muddy bank, reckless
of what sort of figure | cut. The bull
caught sight of my flying coat-tails, and it
became a race for life. At that instant the
coach came laundering round the bend,
and the bull left me to look after himself,
while l continued my breathless scurry
amid tootings and yells, and screams of
laughter such as | never care to hear
again, and which even at this late day
cause me to blush and grow angry when
ever | think of them"
a narrow escape" said the majorcour
teously; and he glanced at the captain, as
much as to say, That's rather Il school
boy story the captain moved restless
ly, as if that had reminded him of yarn
too good to keep, but the stranger was evi
IDENTIFY bound to continue.
1T was not until had spent some time
in Peru that l really began to appreciate
the strength and ferocity of the animal |
so greatly fear. AS you have doubtless
heard, Lima possesses one OF the finest bull
| fighting rings in the world, and the people
are devoted to the sport. In Spain horses
are put into the ring to be killed by the
! bull, but in Peru it is otherwise, and some
magnificent feats of horscmanship are to
be witnessed in the contests. The best
position from which to view a bull-tight is
the boxes, which are built around the ring
on a level with the arena, under tiers of
seats arranged like those of the old Colos
scum. These boxes are entirely walled
up, with the exception of a horizontal slit
which serves as Il window. At intervals
around the ring outside the boxes there
are small wooden fences, or shelters, be-
hind which the fighters can take refuge, if
hard pressed One day l occupied box
besides one of these shelters. There was
a particularly savage bull in the ring, and
he was chasing the men in all directions.
One of them made ii dash for the shelter
near me- The bull followed bindlv, came
into collision with the box with terrific
shock, and thrust his horns through the
window within an inch of my face. al
though there was really no danger | was
pretty badly frightened, and | got some
idea of what charging bull can do.
.'Some months later was riding in the
neighborhood of Lake Titicaca in the high
er Andes, twelve shousand feet above the
sea The mountains are treeless, but the
slopes are covered with grass. that affords
an excellent pasturage for large herds of
cattle which roam about, tended by Indian
keepers. | was mounted on Il slow going,
stubborn old mule, and had "A guide who
logged along ahead of me on foot The
road entered small cup-like valley, occu-
pied bv two herds of cattle. To my hOr-
row | noticed that the two bull, who were
the leaders of the herds, were approaching
one another, Just ahead of me, evidently
| bent upon a fight. Each was believing
out savage challenge and paving the
ground in fury. | was greatly alarmed
| because knew that the cattle of this re
| gion are not accustomed to horsemcn. and
sometimes attack them when aroused; and
my mule was in no condition for flight. so
stopped short. lest | should attract their
attention; but my guide kept on, most I'M
concerned. Slowly the brutes drew near
to one another, tossing the dust in clouds.
when suddenly they rushed together, and
met with Il crash that nearly threw them
off their feet. Again and again they charg- .
ed, while waited in the fond hope that
they would annihilate one another
'At that moment little Indian girl Ger !
tainly not more than eight years old emerg-
ed from behind hillock running at full