Arizona weekly citizen., 1896-03-28
THOUGHT IT BRUTAL.
Correspondents Still Talking
About Ell Paso and Juarez.
Did not L1ks the Bull Fights-Consid-
cred Them Decidedly More Bru-
tai Than Prize Fig ting. A Chi
caSo Reporters Description
of a hull Fight.

lion Oh q QUIZ ngnt he WI messed IL
e Juarez.
"The scene was in Ciuded Juarez, anG
: the spot was in tho bull ring, a great cir
Z Gle of seats like the Roman Coliseum
( fenced off at the bottom by a six fool
! fence. In the limits of which the CORY
actors plunged and plowed and bit the
dust. The sport of Mexico and, inciden.
3 tally, of Spain, was set for $40 O'Clock
this afternoon. Long before this time
the Mexican monte end dice players,
the Colorado and Blanco spinpers, the
. soft eyed Mexican girls with sparkling
hair, and the jack-G-dendies with conf
cal hats and light trousers had descend
ed upon the scene and were making
things lively.
1.-The bull ring is close under the lee
of an ancient church, where the old Je-
suit fathers prayed, and through the
mellow clang Of the holy bell one could
hear the rattle of the dice and the whirl
of the gambling wheels. Gathered
about the tables were poems swathed
to their chins in ragged ponchos, hidal-
goes, vacqueres, gamblers and Texas
rangers armed to the teeth.
"The shrill squall of bugle that
sounded like the choked and asthmatic
squaIl of q captured hen ives heard at
forty minutes after o'clock. This was
what the crowd was waiting for. 1t was
the signal for the advent of the bull
fighters. Tho double doors on the south
side of the ring swung open and out
came the bull fighters to the sound of
| the toreedor'e march in Carmen
With tight knee breeches, gsudy silken
cspes wrapped about the waist and
heavy horned caps, they marched out
i'll front of the governors box and salut-
ed.
HORSES LED TO THEIR DEATH.
| ''Close behind them came the mounted
picadOres-and such mounts. Poor old
horses. They looked as if they had
never smelled the odor of clover bloom
Or drawn a breath of fresh air. Blind
folded, shrouded like beetles in heavy
| leather, they entered the lists of death
with willing hearts to make Mexican
holiday.
'After a short speech in Spanish to
the governor by 'Chatillo.' the chief ma.
tidor, the toresdores took their places.
around the ring. Another wheezy
squall from the bugle and then out
through the doors on the west side
of the ring came the bull, g great tear
ing. big fellow, with mouse colored
hide and staring eyes. Writing from
the smart o. the bafbed rosette, which
had already been fixed on his shoulders.
he ragged around the ring like lion.
Suddenly he saw before him one of the
matsdores, 'Rsmillos' He charged like
flash. Out went the cape and into it
drove the bulls horne, only to puncture
the empty air. Then one could hear mo-
thing but the quick shuffle of feet, the
| rasp OF the bulls horns against the capes
and the nervous cries of the spectators.
$50 far there had been no blood. One
| OF the picadores apparently thought it
high time for gore, and he spurred his
poor old horse to the front. Lowering
his keen horns, the bull drove them into
| the doomed beast with caverDous BEL
low. The horse staggered under the IN
| pact and the pic8dor's staff, which was
almost as effective as lemonade straw,
| was hurled to one side. Keeling with
| with the pain of the horn thrust in his
| lungs, the horse tried to run. He was
| blindfolded in order to make his doom
| the more certain.
No ESCAPE FOR THE HORSE.
Again and again the horse was stab
bed, aud again and again he staggered
to his feet with the legs of the plcador
still around him. Finally be stood, dy-
ing. Then the bull was lured away by
the red and exesperating capes of the
capeadores. There yet remsined an
other horse in the lists, and the bull was
not long in finding it out. The steed
was an old white dobbip, too weak to
work tread mill. The bull charged
him like catapult, and he went DOM
with crash. For moment bull, horse
| AID fighter were over whelmed in cloud
OF dust, then there srose cries and shrek
and prayers, and through the fog one
could see the quick gyrations of hoofs,
the swordlise sweep of horns and the
swift flash OF crimson capse. Another
horse had gone to the eternal meadows
| where bulls and men are unknown.
"The crowd was happy-that is, the
Mexican portion of 1t. The sports who
had come to Mexico to see a boxing
match were disgruntled. They were saw
age, too, and there were but few of them
who did not want to see the eyrstions of
O bullhghtsr through the sir.
"The attendants dragged the dead
horses from the ring, and the bull, with
crimson horns and frothing mouth, faced
his human prosecutors alone. The band
erillos came next. With gayly decorat-
ed barbs they taunt ted the bull to charge
So far the sympathy OF the Americans
| had been with the poor horses, but now
they felt for the poor bull.
FIGHT WITH HUMAN DEMONS.
"The animal charged headlong at one
| OF his cspeless prosecutors. A quick
| step here that would have done credit to
| Cofbett or FltZimmons, and smash
went the barb into the bulls shoulders.
| The pain exasperated the animal to the
last degree. Charge followed charge,
| without other result than to tire the
! plucky beast.
"At the proper time the bugle sound
ed for the final act--tbat of killing the
! bull. 'Chatillo' was the doomsman.
With the red cape about his arm and
| his long sword cleaning IN his right
hand, he saiuted the governor and made
speech, after which be faced the bull.
By this time great many spectstors
mad left. All about the ring we're wo-
men and Children who were i'll and white
| faced. 'Ch6tlllo' was not very high up
in his art, one might judge by his ap-
pearEnce. The bull put his back against
the fence. gla'ed at his tormeDtors and
refused to bulge until the pressure be-
came go great that he could not help it.
Suddenly be charged 'Chstillo. The
long sword flashed and missed.
| "Malo! msioi badi badr ehrleked the
crowd. Another stab, another bungle,
| and the crowd began to jeer These
Mexicsns are well up In the lofty art OF
| bull killing. 'Muerto toro! muerto toror
WAS the CIV "Chafillnv nrau narvone