The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1897-09-17

when he landed. He fell back into the
passageway and re-entered the ring.
Il he had tried again think he'd have
gene Clear up and Joined the specta-
tors. But he evidently thought it was
the other fellows turn, 80 he Just stood
and looked at them. They hourished
their gay cloths at him, but he only
snorted Come on!' and the rules Of
the game forbade. Soon new "toot"
was sounded, and that meant "Taks
tho bull out" 4
He had saved his life, but he wasn't
out Of the ring. He had no idea Of
leaving. The fighters couldn't touch
him, since the signal had been given,
and two finely mounted cowboys came
in. One lassoed his horns and tried
to pull him out, but the bull weighed
the most and leaned the other way.
Then the other lassoed his heel and
the two started of in opposite direc-
ttons. This threw the animal down
and he was hauled out on his side to
go back to the plains in disgrace.
He ought to have been decorated AID
dedicated to the founding of race
Of peace-making, high-kicking and fast
running cattle. Instead he will be used
for the boys who hope to be bull
fighters to practice on on the ranch.
No bull is paid for till after the battle.
and II one fails to charge his owner
can't charge either.
~H~ A~I.A
and II two out Of those are not killed
you get tickets free to the next fight.
This time the other six were killed.
one after the other. They fought
fiercely, charged around the ring,
scared the fighters over the fence times
without number and died hard; but
the odds were too many. It isn't very
unpleasant to see a bull killed. He
doesn't finch. He is game till it's over.
But the shameful, inexcusable barbar-
ity of the whole thing is in the fate
of the horses ridden by the picadors.
These futile scrubs, weaker than the
old stage horse in his very last stage,
are ripped and torn by the bulls most
horribly. Four were killed at the
fight and others dreadfully mutilated.
The whole ring would be cleared, and
men, horses and everything else done
VI II these Texan bulls had the brains
to match their bodies. They lack con-
tinuity of thought. Just as their OPP
rcrtunity comes they turn aside, when
a dozen steps more right along the
line and they would have on their
horns the fellows they were after.
My friend told of some Americans
who brought down a Jersey bull to
their ranch. Like his kind, he soon
became hopelessly ugly. They were
going to kill him, but were asked to
give him to the bullfghters, so there
he went. They sent him into the ring.
Up went his tail and down went his
head. He .tore after whatever he saw.
Nothing could stop him. and the whole
fighting force found themselves outside
the fence and unwilling to go back.
That sight would have been fun, but
unfortunately it didn't happen IN our
day. n
It is probably we'll to See one bull
rrsas becacse then you know what
they are. But that's the only argu-
nieat. There can't Be any fun in sce-
Ing blind horses ripped open while
you wait, in seeing the mad bulls tor.
tured into weakness or IN seeing OBJ
vious towards jump the fence when
ever they take fright. If they'd toot
"Take him from the ring" whenever
the fighter ran away, as they do with
the bull, the entertainment wouldn't
be quite so onesided.-Hartford Cour-
ant.