Evening star., 1898-07-30
THE EVENING STAR, SATURDAY, 80 PAGES

about bull fights Burn the president! Al
fuego el presidenter' They wanted more
fresh blood. They desired to see the BAN
derilleros harpoon the bull and set of fire
works in his shoulders
The president of the meeting responded
to thesa insults with a tranquil smile.
When he was ready he threw down his
handkerchief, the signal. Four young men
leaped into the ring. each holding two
short, gayly-decorated spears AS the bull
charged on them each would plant a spear
deep il mis- flesh and slip aside with grace.
Good, Good, Hurrah for the banderil-
ieros! called the crowd.
Mnddened Bull Charges.
Crazy with rage and pain, the bull
danced around the ring. his tail straight
out, his nose in air, and wriggiing in vain
his shoulders where the spears were. Two
with fireworks in them had been lighted,
and they burned him. He began to bel
low, ana his movements were as quick
lightning. Then all at once there was
great clamor all around. Thousands in the
audience rose in their seats cursing and
yelling. In one part of the ring there was
a great dust And soon it was plain to see
that a banderillero had been caught and
tossed. Then there was a moments silence,
wtie the bull, carried onward by his fu-
rious charge, gouging at a dead horse
on the other side of the ring. The wound
ed man lifted himself up made a few
struggling steps in the direction of the
Sdlt, IdiStu his arms III the dlI anu ISii
on his face.
After the dead man had been carried out
the great LaSartijo advanced to the presi-
dent. 'Senor presidente,'' he called to him,
Il demand your authorization to combat
that bull. One of the two of us must die!''
Go onr' the president replied, with
benign smile, waving his hand gracefully.
"Hurrah!' the people yelled, Death to the
bullr'
The bull was waiting with head down
low. His bloody shoulders were trembling
and his two front feet dug deep into the
dirt. The unhappy banderillero, immediate
the hearts of the people. They admired in
turn the man and bull. You are both
charming" cried the wcmen. Go ahead,
blave fellows" yelled the men.
Benst Knew His Enemy.
Lagartijo advanced to the bull with short
steps, and the bull began to back. Was
the beast afraid? Or was he tired? Slap
him with your fagH' the people called to
Lagartijo. But the bull, as If to avoid that
insult, made sudden dash upon the man,
who did not slip aside too soon. One horn
had ripped the lace front of his shirt Then
you could not help admiring this man La
gartijo. In vain the capeadors would try
to distract the bulls attention from him.
The beast knew his enemy and charged on
Kim necessarily. The red capes We're flying
here and there, the corner of the ring be-
came a mass of confused color. with the
bull, glistaning with blood and sweat. con-
urEally flashing through it; but al each
momentary pause we could see Lagartijo
standing calmly in his place, saluung the
now frenzied spectators. Twice he succeed
ed in wounding the believing brute, who
would not be tired out or hold still for
death stroke 1t was growing late. The
dusk was falling. and a lot of bats and
swallows began fitting here and there
across the open space.
Bravo, toro! Bravo, Valencianor' cried
the people. So the bull was saved. His
exploits had touched the hearts of these
good and sensitive Spaniards. They gave
him his life. He disappeared behind
opan gate. And Lagartijo was applauded
just the same STERLING HEIL1G.