The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1899-06-25
He STANDS At THE HEAD
No Competitor for the Great
Turkish Wrestler.
HAS EXHAUSTED THE LIST
Hall Adah Has Nothing Left but to
Try Conclusions With Bull.
A New Sport Becoming
Acclimated.

Billy Woods of this city, who is an
admirer of the great Turkish wrestler,
Hall Adali, thinks the latter has about
exhausted the list of competitors and
that there is no human being who can
throw the Sultan's lion in catch-as-
catch-can match Said Billy yester-
day:
Hall Adali, who is throwing human
wrestlers so fast that it is difficult for
him to get up a match where his OPP
ponent has any show at all, ought to
try conclusions with a bull. Hall is a
wonderful man and indeed match
between him and a bull would be in
teresting. Such a match would draw
well. 1t would not be difficult mat
ter to engage fresh bull at every city
visited. The Turks opponent in the
match would not be severely injured,
and it would make it dangerous
enough for the man to add excitement
to the affair. Besides the Americans
are becoming reconciled to the Span
ish sport of bull fighting. I have .just
read an account of a match between
an italian named Romulus and a bull.
They Wrestled for an hour and 20
minutes recently in New York. 1t was
the mightiest struggle of brain and
Drawn against plain Drawn that New
Workers have seen in many years. The
Italian, the story goes, was small OF
stature, weighing about $50 pounds,
about feet and half tall. And the
bull was 3-year-old corn-fed Kan
sas product. He weighed 1000 pounds
and was as nimble as a buck.
THE round arena, 40 feet in dame
ter, was at the home plate of the West
New York Field clubs ball grounds in
Weehawken. Two steers were waiting
in pen beside the arena. Out dashed
the big fellow, 1.-THE, prancing, eager
for battle. There were leather covers
over the points of his horns to keep
him from goring. Little Romulus
strobe out to meet him, Haunting a red
cloak. He was a picture of perfect
muscular development.
There was a CLEAN of wrath in the
bulls eyes. He hated that red cloak
that fluttered insolently before him.
He paved the earth, tossing it in yell
low spurts over his back. Like a flash
he charged, head down, and missed the
side-stepping Romulus by an inch or
two. Twice more they skirmished, with
the same result. Next time Romulus
fled half way over the arena boun-
dairy to save himself, the bulls horns
clashing against the rails half a sec
ond after the Italians legs had flown
up.
"Romulus came forward, challeng-
ing for the fourth time, his arms rails
ed above his head. The bull dropped
his head and plunged at him with the
force Of thunderbolt and the adrot-
ness of Whippet slipped from the
leash. The man gained the advantage.
The bull missed a vicious sweep of the
horns that was meant to dsembowel
his adversary and then the man,
nm har hn n,-1 hi
movements, threw his arms around
the bulls neck and clasped hands I'M
der his throat.
"Plunging and rearing. the bull cir
cled the arena, the man clinging for
life, all his body below the hips drag
sing through the yellow dust. At
last the bull stopped. The man at his
muzzle, never relaxing his grip at the
throat, rose to a sitting position, then
slowly stood erect He was bleeding at
the left knee. His left forearm was
bruised and bloody and the biceps Of
each arm We're crushed and purple.
1.-THE man threw forward his weight
and the bulls head sank to earth. He
strained at the neck lock with his
mighty arms and the bulls eyes pro-
truded. But Romulus could not down
the beast. He shifted his right hand
to the end of the right horn and seiz-
ed the bulls muzzle with his left. He
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back upon its ribs and the yellowish-
white eyes rolled in agony. but there
was no fall. He locked his sturdy
legs around the bulls foreleg and tried
to trip and wrench to throw him. The
bull spread his hoofs far apart and
stood like a lighthouse.
THE struggle lasted five minutes
Man and beast foamed and painted
Both were exhausted. Romulus slip
ped aside and darted behind the bar
rier. The bull was too tired to fol-
low, even to threaten
"Romulus rested five minutes, then
tried the bull again, but could not
throw him."