The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1897-01-17
OLD MEXICO.
Its Beauties and It's Pleasures Graphic
ally Portrayed by IN Observing Tonr-
Ist-GraVe and Gay Amusements.

AhE hAAA AluASt NdlNHAHE the HANAN
dressed crowds going to church, for
it was a feast day. and taking in
every breath of the invigorative
atmosphere that was obtainable,
driven by a caballero of high degree,
came aronnd the corner, followed by
band wagon whose occupants were
making the ''welkin'' ring with any
thing but pretty music. This was
especially so, after having heard the
Zacetecas band. Well the whole
substance of the musical Interrupt
tion was the advance guard of the
bull fighters.
The bull fighters were dressed in
the usual snowy garb of the Spanish
gladiator, and aroused as much
curiosity, from the rabble that
thronged around the carriage. \
small hand bill, reading:
AVIso,
I'm Gran Combat de Torol and etc.
We 81 on became aware of the
location of the arena, and hastily
eating our dinners, were piloted to
the place Of assassination. II lay in
remote portion of the city, but
easily accessible by mule cars. As
the day was so balmy, however, we
preferred to walk through the Jardin
San Marcos; most delightful place,
where the rich and poor alike, spend
their holidays. EVERY day is a
Snnday,' to the tourist while in
Aguas. The air is so pleasant, the
sun shines continually, and with the
sweet smelling flowers in the parks,
and the ringing OF the bells in the
Cathedral, it seems like day OF
rest-DOmi"go.
How pleasant the memories OF the
sunny days in that same Jardian.
Many times has each person in the
crowd wished they might forever
bask in the perpetual sunshine OF
Aguas. But then we are not always
permitted to stay on the sunny side
CT life, but most occasionally get
over the ridge, where rain falls, and
ones feet becomes mired with OBJ
iectionablc adhesive stun.
But while it lasts, let the violets
perfume linger, do not destroy the
mute sweet song Of robin, nor that
of the Wren.
The hands play; the children call
to one another. and hide behind the
ancient trees which mark the Jardin,
and the crowd passes on into the
Plaza de Toro. We go with them,
and follow this eager throng of In
dians All! but good rich blood will
flow today. There is an unusual
merrLment in the eye this fine day.
II reminds one of Dickens descrip-
tion of the fall of the bastile. Only
there i no real anger. Ii is not the
bloodthirsiy cry of revenge; but
rather a cry and murmuring of Joy!
That is what bull fight means in
Aguas.
Paying our admission fee, which
entities US TO the shady side, we pass
into the arena, and on up the steps
to our places. The crowd is large
and it is also gaily dressed. The fair
Senorita we saw in the Plaza this
morning going to her prayers, sits
beside the duenna who accompanied
her on the prayerful visit. There is
also the rich gentlemen who was
bound for the Parroquia too, with
his prayer book in hand. Well
what does it signify?
The poor who can afford it, brush
against the rich in this amphitheatre,
for the slaughtering of the beast.
All! what is the noise? \ great
shout has been set up. a handsome
gentlemen steps into sight. and takes
his seat of honor, at the very top OF
the tiers. This box is filled with the
officials of the state. His excellency
bows his appreciation of the demon
stration, for tits the governor him
self. The band plays some pretty
air, and the crowd bushes its
whisperings. The gloved hand of
the governor is raised, and instantly
the big double doors, in the pit are
opened. and there marches into the
center of the sandy arena, the
gladiatorial company II consists Of
seven men. The Espada is at their
heads. on comes their false hair,
and shout which shakes the walls
follows-then the fight begins.
The gates leading into the corral
are opened, aud out comes the first
real hero of the day. The Torol
His beastship rushes franticaliy TO
the center of the ring, and with
flashing orbs, and distended nostrils,