Condon globe. (Condon, Gilliam Co., Or.) 189?-1919, 1899-04-06
Eel CHATTO."

r N the house OF "El Chatto, ex'
bull-fighter Of Madrid and present
\ "Torero before the Mexican pub
lic," there was dire dismay, owing to
the low state-the very low state-of
the family exchequer.
"El Chatto" (meaning "the snut
nose'D had just finished taking his
morning chocolate and ''pan dulce," as
sisted by his pretty wife, Donna Lolita
who also had been member OF the
noble army OF bull-fighters-in fact
first female espada in the big ring al
Seville-but this was secret.
A career that might possibly have
been glorious had been cut short by the
selfishness Of "Ei Chatto," who had
loved her, married her, and taken hel
away from the old world to the new
the rich country OF Mexico-where
bull-fighter was prince.
Successful, feted, and honored II
Cuba and afterward in Mexico, sc
Chatto's" prosperity had not lasted
long, for soon had come the edict thai
bull fighting in Mexico must stop.
This morning, the day before the bull
fight honoring the fiesta of San Marcos
Investigation revealed one big piece ant
fourteen copper centavos- Not enough
to pay coach hire even!
Here was pretty mess; no wonder
that "El Chatto" leisurely and calmly
spoke every naughty and lurid wore
that came to his mind during the mex
half-hour
At last, out Of breath, eel Chatto'
paused and glared about him, al
though In search Of some one to fight
Donna Lolita smiled at him sweetly
removing the cigaret from her pretty
lips as she murmured: "Have you fin
ished, little Snub NoseY'
A shrug of the shoulders was her hus
bands reply.
'sThen listen, o most worthless hus
band. for have a plan-a plan mos
magnificent, thereby we will make {
fortune sufficient silver peso. one so
cent piece, one 10-cent"
"This Is how 1t Is" she pursued, blow
ing a ring of smoke into her husbands
face; ''the impresairo pay you little
very little-onIy a hundred silver dol
lars-is II not so?'
"Si, that is all-the pigsv' growled tn,
torero; ''and after this there will be n.
fight until holy week'-no NOR
money!
"Pues, then we win make more ou
Of them-much more. Listen, marid,
milo; this is the plan.
The gloom clears away from th,
house of the matador; there continue,
rejoicing all that day. "El ChattO" ans
his pretty wife have a most joyou
comeda, and afterwards lay their head
together on the subject Of the morrow
fight and a special Spanish costum,
that Lolita Is to wear-one of old Sc
yilla-all rose pink and Spanish man
tilla, with pink rose In her blue blacl
hair, this latter being another OF tn,
mysteries; In Mexico few ladies' eve
wear the costume Of old Spain-it is a
much worn out, passe, here rs tn,
patches and powder and hoops Of tn,
revolutionary days ARE in Anglo-Saxo
lands.
But why is she wearing 1t to-mor
rowf Unless, indeed, II is be
cause fully fifteen enormously ricl
Spanish families have taken boxes an,
will be there? Perhaps that is II
Lolita wishes to be patriotic that 4
what is the matter!
She pnrposely took a seat Just be
hind the first barrier OF the bull ring
not seven feet above the ground wher
her husband will kill his bull-"so tina
she can Gee him better" as she lisps t
an admiring Mexican fighter, VIII
wishes her to go into one of the boxes
In her Sevillian costume, the sill
mantilla exposing just enough Of he
Spanish eyes and dimpled chin to max
people want to see more, Dona Lolit
ls by far the most admired woman Il
the plaza, distracting attention eve
from the beautiful banderilla work tina
"EI Largo" Is going through with 4
the ring.
Many a rich Spanish lady up ther
in the boxes envies the loyalty tina
has induced the wearing Of pass
dress, and many Spaniard feels hi
heart grow warm and his eyes mois
as, forgetting the little figure before hi
eyes, he can see another one Of the oil
days In the old country almost identis
al; many a man forgets the fat richl
dressed Mexican wife at his side an
goes back In heart to just such CIR
whether Of Andalusia, of Seville, or Q
Madrid.
| And seated alone in his box the primo
Of bankers, old Franquillo, drops hI
glass and sighs; perhaps If girl lik
that one yonder had lived, instead Q
passing away from him during the frs
poverty month Of their maj
ried life there In Barcelona. he w0uI
not now be lone, triste man. withou
home, chick, or child-only the none,
She is trembling from her daint
head down to her tiny, silk-bowe
Spanish slippers all the time that II
Largo is torturing the furious. paw
ling bull with his sharp banderillai
She clasps her hands tightly togethcl
as, finally, firing OF the banderilla wor
which. In fact, has been somewha
long drawn out ION account Of fh
matador, lei Chatto's,' sudden sicknes
and faintness the public OF the sunni
side begin to clamor for 'El matadoI
Mate el toroI Que venga el matadOl