The San Francisco call., 1905-01-26
NO GORE SHED
At BULL FIGHT
Senior RObles and His Plea
dores Fail to Excite
Bloodthirsty Spectators
BEASTS SLIP AND FALL
Jack Johnson's Desire for
Speechmaking Ceases as
Warning Signal Is Given

There were no ambulances waiting
outside Woodward's Pavilion last
night to carry off the mangled plea
dores and toreadores or the women
who were supposed to faint. The
bulls came near hurting themselves
badly by sliding over the slippery
floors, but luckily they had too much
sense to try the trick often, so blood
shed on both sides was averted.
The bull fight game may go for the
impulsive Spanish multitude, but it's
not spirited enough for the people of
San Francisco, who have been in the
habit of seeing men fight. Had 1T not
been for Jack Johnson and his little
clown side play those present would
be forced to admit that they were
bunkoed. Johnson's daring climb into
the gallery was the bread winner and
life saver of the night.
The floor of the pavilion was about
half covered with tanbark and every
time the bulls tried to make a charge
they slipped and fell. 1t was impos-
sible for the beasts to go more than
a few feet at a time. m the meantime
Senior Robles and his able corps of
picadores were frantically waving red
rags and brown rags and rags of every
size and hue at the bull, which winked
at the crowd and proceeded to stall.
FLOOR is SLIPPERY.
What might have happened with a
good floor is unsettled, but the bull
would undoubtedly have secured the
decision over the senor and his pic
adores. None of them did anything
that alarmed the crowd, save one man
in a barrel, who was game enough to
let the bull play football with him
for several minutes.
After Senior Robles had piped a lit
tie song the first bull was turned loose.
There was a snort and a kick and
then the beast tried to charge. There
was too much slippery floor in evil
dence and the best he did was to slip
down and get up again. This was
gone over a few times and then the
senior caught the bull by the tail and
horns and showed those present what
he could do if it came to pinch.
The first bull was voted a failure
by the multitude, but after the second
one had been in evidence a few min
utes they began to yell for number
one again. The second wild beast was
not there. He had no fighting blood
In his veins and was looking for a
getaway hole all the time. After the
picadores and the senior had officed
UP to him for few minutes bull num-
ber one was brought forth again, but
he was all in after his first trial and
the show soon broke up.
JOHNSON MAKES A HIT.
During one of the intermissions
Jack Johnson. the champion colored
heavyweight boxer, expressed a desire
to get into the middle of the ring and
rid himself of some overflow elo-
quence. Some one invited Jack to
climb over from the balcony and he
proceeded to follow out instructions.
When his task was half completed a
voice from the gallery yelled. Look
out for the bull" Jack tried to get
up again, but no one volunteered to
aid him and he hung for a minute In
midair, with his feet dangling and the
band playing "Good-By, Little Girl,
Good-By."
Finally Jack climbed up in the gall
lery and came down the stairs. He
was introduced and insisted on max
ing a speech. Just as he had finished
saying Ladies and gentlemen" Senor
Robles rushed up from behind, hold
ing a red cloth and yelling like a real
bull. Jack took the fence in a leap
and cut the speech out.
AS a preliminary to the bull fight
George Braun and Jack Ely wrestled.
the former winning two falls out of
three.