The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-10-29

and with a good deal more temper He
paved the dust in the center of the ring
and looked savage, but the picadores play
ed with him without the slightest fear of
danger, tapped their scarlet cloaks under
his nose and touched his horns with their
hands. An agile fellow faced him for
moment and then plunged a couple of
sticks with iron barbs and tissue-paper
fringe into his sides, The bull snorted and
shook his frame in a frantic way, plung
ing in one direction and then in another,
but could not shake them off. For ten
minutes or more his tormentors leased him
until his dripping sides We're almost hid
den with the cruel darts. Then Caro-Chi-
co appealed to the alcalde for permission
TO kill him.
Drawing his long sword, the matador APP
preached the frantic animal with the wea-
pom concealed under his scarlet cloak. The
bull followed him with terrified eyes and
made two or three attacks which the mat
ador gracefully evaded. Then, looking the
animal squarely in the face, as If to hyp-
notize him, and muttering something in a
low tone, he darted forward and buried
his sword in the beasts heart The blood
gushed from the animals mouth and nos
trils, and with a piteous groan he sank
upon his knees and rolled over upon the
crimson pool
The audience screamed with admiration
and many threw their hats at the mata-
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plause. Caro-Chico picked them up one
after another and gravely bowed as he
tossed them back to their owners. Mean
time a half a dozen poems with team
of mules decorated with Bolivian colors
appeared in the ring and hitching a rope
around the horns of the dead animal, haul
ed the carcass out of sight and sprinkled
sand over the bloody spot where it had
fallen.
'"rhe intrepido perligon, as the next an
imal was announced upon the programme
had no spunk al afand ran away from his
tormentors until the crowd demanded bel
ter sport, and the alcalde ordered the door
opened and the animal put out The fourth
was a little rcd fellow called tcalse ZERO, -
and he plunged from one side of the ring
to the other as if he intended to tear every
thing to pieces There was more fight in
MIN and more fury than in either of the
others, and it required al of the agility of
the baudrineros 10 keep free of his horns
but after time, when he showed signs
of fatigue, the second matadoT, Francisco
EspinosO, whose stage name is 'Cuqui,"
came forward at a signal from the alcalde
and attempted TO dispatch him, but his
sword struck the shouderbOne and only
went in half way. The bun snorted and
plunged until he shook 1t out One of the
picadores recovered the weapon from the
dust and returned it to Cuqui, who tried a
second and even third tine before he kill
ed the animal.
Meantime the audience became furious
with contempt and disgust, and ragged as a
North American audience often does at a
baseball game when they don't like a de-
clsion of the umpire. They called Cuqui a
butcher and demauded that he should be
put out; they threw orange peel and beer
bottles at him, and 10 form of ridicu'e OF
contempt was lost in the excitement that
followed. The culprit eudeavored to pre-
serve his c0mposure and show his ind.ffer-
ence but re was not very successful
The raid continued until another little
blscz bun cahed "burraquito" was admit
ted to TIE amphi.healer ana was FOL owed