The daily Alaskan., 1912-03-27
BULL RING ANTICS
Mexican Sport" as Viewed Through American SpectacIes.
TACTICS OF THE ToRERos.
They Were Better Runners Than Fighters and Displayed More Cow ardioe Than sravery-mirth That the Natives Couldn't Appreciate.

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 the Natives Couldn't Appreciate.
 Thank you, Aguirre, but l hardly think want to see one of your bull fights. have heard enough about them to make me sick of the thought" l had seen every other kind of fight. from messenger boys up to bull moose and buffalo, and AguIrre felt that I would forever regret 1t if left Mexico without at least once witnessing the national sport.
 ] reluctantly consented to accompany him. and after our dinner. instead Of taking the usua sl sa ve went to the ring. had cf;ea ry.d lhr stories of such fights, and a'ty t.r ries of three had been finished wondered if any writer had ever taken rHc lfouh!e to describe the ridiculous md funny stunts that crop out during thr course of the fights.
 The first bull that was recessed went through the ordinary course Of sprouts. first goring broken down race horse which had seen service on many of the tracks in the States and was used in the bull ring only because be was thoroughbred. Finally the bun was put to death by stab between the shoulders, which paralyzed his spine.
 The second entrant was little black fellow full of fire. which had been especially raised on the big ranch of Governor Tirazzos Between the toril pen and the ring there was short alley. just wide enough to allow the bulls to get through without rubbing the hair from their Hanks Leaning over the boards which formed the sides of the passageway was Mexi- can negro. who. when the little bull was showed out of the toril. jabbed a ishhook "harbo" into his left shout der, which maddened the animal to such an extent that he hardly knew which way to turn. so eager was he to locate his enemy
 The crowd al this time was going mad and from all sides could be heard frantic cries of "Cobardo, podrido putrefaccion" Coward. rotten, rotten ness,. and "El toro es muerto'' Uhe bull Is deadl. On the contrary, be was very much alive and showed it few moments later After he was chased into the toril the torero, whose name was Abertis. appeared before the presidents box. as is the custom when a failure is made. to explain himself and ask for another chance before he was condemned The opportunity was given. and the result was only a repe- tition of the former attempt. except that the bull was prevented from catching him by helpers who were arm ed with long bikes and prevented the beast from scaling the fence.
 Sprlnging ten or dozen yards toward the center of the ring. the frenzied creature stopped short, spread bis front feet out as far as be could and madly paved the ground. In his shoulder the wicked barb still stuck. and to 1t were fastened n big yellow rosette and n half dozen red stream CTS trailing the ground
 Presently a volunteer novice torero lbullfghter on foot jumped over the fence on the north side of the ring and advanced a few feet toward the defiant bull. One GaunI of the torero's red bandera tbanneri and the bull became q demon. With head down he rushed at the novice. who meanwhile had lost his nerve. for he stood quaking with fear when be should have been advancing to meet the OnruShing ani- nal When the latter was ouly twenty yards away the volunteer dropped the baudera and espada ,SwOrdI and put for the fence as fast as he could go. The fence was about four feet high. and the torero cleared il in a straight way dive
 The poor bull was not so fortunate, although ne was game enough to at tempt the fence in his mad effort to catch his tormentor He landed on top of the boards and stuck Nthere, with his hind legs In the air, until he was released toy some attendants who yenlurcd from the other side of the ring
 took a heap of fur out of the antics of my little hero. the bull. and was having good laugh all 10 myself while the mob was going wild with disgust at the cowardice of Albertis when Aguirre advised me to suppress my mirth or there would be trouble for both of us.
 When order was restored the little black bunch of muscle. brawn and grit was brought into the inclosure for the third time. but 1t took the efforts of two toreadors bullfghters on horse back and a professional foot fighter to beat him. and his defeat was then due only to the fact that he was exhausted.
 Aguirre told me that it was bad form in Mexico to laugh at anything h a bullfght but the death of the bull, but 1 remarked to him that in all America he would not find a gringo who would not instantly grasp the funny side of that particular bulldght and carry 1t home so that others might latr,rh foo nauvar Ranrbliron