The Elbert County tribune., 1905-12-21
CHAPTER XVI.

How Black Bull Ran the Circus.
While in. Mexico. Jack has been
a spectator at a bullfight, and that one
sight quite satisfied him. He never
wants to look upon another.
1t Is with a keen interest. however,
that he now glances around. The
place has been gaily decorated. Pillar
and post are covered with bunting:
bright colors meet the eye in every
objection. Even the ring where
such spirited action occurred only
few hours before has had all traces
of the bullfight removed. and a por-
tion of the crowd wanders over the
tan-bark and wonders how 1t would
feel to be chased around the ring by
a savage beast with sharp horns. a
massive neck and steaming breath.
Already the vast amphtheater is
beginning to show quite an animated
appearance as the audience scatters to
various quarters.
Jack and Smithers. having secured
n position that affords good view
Ct the whole expunse. stand there to
comment upon it.
Some parties are talking on the
right. and Jack catches the drift of
what they say. The leading speaker
IS an American, but his two compan-
ions seem to be, one French tourist.
the other a Cuban merchant
The New Yorker has evidently at
tended the great entertainment given
by the management the previous after
noon. and as he is still filed with the
n, h x1z
fight. he describes 1t in snatches.
While the Partisan exclaims in won
der, and the Cuban mods his head APP
provingly. as though proud of the fact
that his land may provide an amuse-
rient unequaled for desperate valor
and the shedding of gore since the
Gays of Roman gladiators.
We'll. SIR. The American is saying,
''the black fellow overlook the bander.
illero who had been throwing fancy
darts at him, and with one gigantic
sweep of his superb head he sent the
wretch flying through space. never
saw such sight Jove! he must have
gene twenty feet high, his arms and
legs flying in every direction Over
the barrier he came. struck this pill
lar, and fell in a heap. They carried
Kim away to the Hospital San Morced.
but We since heard he is dead"
Mon Dieul 1t must have been won
derful sight, declares the Gaul. as he
surveys the high fence.
"Carramba! what other country
could produce such a rare spectacle? p
asks the Cuban proudly, as he puffs
away at his cigarrO
Il know of nothing that can ap-
proach 1t unless it be our annual
Thanksgiving college football game
or Berkeley Oval" replies the man
from New York with perceptible
sneer
WAS that all?" asks Paris.
''All? Not by jug full. All? Well,
wish you could have seen it. That
was only the beginning, my dear man.
The bull seemed to be possessed of a
devil; like crazy Chinaman running
amuck, he saw only foes around him
The way he tossed those chaps was a
caution. Men and horses fell victims:
he soon had them so badly ratified
that not one would enter the ring
They sat on the fence and defied him,
rush every perch in that quarter was
vacated"
And the matador-the unequaled
Pepito?" asks the Cuban eagerly.
"Oh, he was game enough. | give
you my word. He lacked discretion.
that was all. But he did better than
the poor banderillero who got his neck
broken
"Ah. better. say you? Pepito always
excelled in anything he undertook" re-
marks the Havana merchant. with par
donable pride.
Yes" continued the American drily,
che went some six feet further than
the other poor devil; but. then. you
sec. no pillar stopped his aerial fight
and he dropped into the seats. thus
sraring his life
The Gaul laughs, the. Cuban scowlr.