The Savannah morning news., 1902-06-01

thoroughly enraged now beloved
aloud, and made another charge. The
man attempted again to avoid the
horns, but they caught him in the legs
and turned him over and over.
The boys had stood almost paralyzed
But as the bull made ready for another
charge, Wilson dropped over the fence
and landed in the meadows. The 9TH
ers followed him almost instinctively,
and when he shouted they obeyed.
Form in line. fellows, and get ready
to tackle the BULL" he shouted. Keep
away from his horns, but worry him
until Mr. Wiegrant can get away.
Scatter now, and look sharp"
Like Indians they rushed across the
meadows, shouting yelling, singing
and whistling. The outbreak made the
bull stop and look up. He watched
this demonstration with dazZled eyes,
and paved the ground angrier than
ever. On came the football team, but
the bull, apparently arguing that a
bird in the hand is worth eleven in
the bush, determined to give his vic
tim one more toss before attacking
the new enemy.
With a sudden inspiration Wilson
dropped his football and kicked 1t
straight at the animal. 1t curved up
ward and landed right on the nose of
the creature. The bull swerved around
and glared at the boys.
Then, with tail in the air and nose
rubbing the ground, he waited for the
new enemy to approach nearer. This
was Mr.. Migrants opportunity, and
he crawled heavily toward the fence
| For a moment the bull failed to see
him, and then he swung around and
started or him again.
| II would have pOno hard with him
had the animal caught him; but be-
fore the bull had taken a dozen PAGES
| a thick cloth coat landed on his horns
and hung down over his eyes. He
flung his head up angrily, and Wilson,
now coatless and hatless jumped to one
side.
The bull tossed and pulled at the
coat until it was in shreds. Then il
renewed the attack, choosing Will
Comfort, VINO happened to be the near
est. VIII was an expert runner and
dodger, but he had met more than
his match The bull soon overlook him.
but this time three coats and as many
hats were flung straight at the hang
ing head. These decorated his horns
in such a fanciful way that the ami
NAL could see nothing.
Turning to his obedient crowd OF
! players. Wilson shouted:
Now, rush for the fence! Quick"
There was a wild scramble for the
big fence, and while the bull was tear.
ing the coats and hats to pieces and
trampling them, the boys reached
a place of safety. Mr.. Wiegrant had
already climbed the first rail, and the
boys hurried him over the Others
faster than he had ever gone before.
| The next moment the bull charged
fn ha nd Cfn x.rffk
! foot of it, believing and roaring loudly
| and digging the dirt and sod up with
his front paws rs if it was snow. All
argrier creature never faced an enemy
! and the boys quaked at the bloodshot
eyes and :nwaTdly felt thankful thai
a stout fence stood between them.
shall we help you up to the house p
asked Wilson, noticing the white
bleeding face of Mr.. Wiegrant.
No. no. / can walk it," the old man
replied I'm walk it"
He hobbled away, the boys watching
him until ne rounded the hill.
Well" was all they said.
Then they fell to recounting their
deeds of valor and expatiating upon
the feelings which possessed them
when facing the angry bull. For sew
eral days the experience with the bull
was constant subject of thought
The team even had to go down to the
meadows to prove some disputed
points.
When they reached the objective
point Wilson exclaimed:
Hello! The old fence is gone!
What's up?"
The fence had indeed been removed,
and there was no sign of bull in the
vicinity, but on tree near by was d
new sign, which read: