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Title: Descriptive portraiture of Europe in storm and calm
Year: 1885 (1880s)
Authors: King, Edward, 1848-1896
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Publisher: Springfield, Mass., C.A. Nichols & company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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ner, looking somewhat saddle. Then came lour heralds, sound- uneasy ; the corps of capt adors, matadors, in bugles ; alguazils;a provincial dele- and esjxtdas approached the barrier of gation ; then, in state carriages, the the ring, behind which ran a. corridor protectors of the toreadors of the occa- separating us, the spectators, by a short sion. These protectors are gentlemen of distance from the arena.. This corridor rank, who deign to confer the shallow was patrolled by gendarmes, court offl- of their dignity on the popular favorites, cials in black, and by the friends of the Beside these coaches, glittering in satin performers in the ling. There were a costumes in which all the colors of few moments of silence; then a deep tin rainbow were inextricably mingled, Ah! burst from the assemblage, and, walked (he men who were to fight (he looking over across the ring. I saw a bulls on foot; while behind (hem, magnificent bull standing in front of the EUROPE IN STORM AND CALM. 105 1*1
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106 EUROPE IN STORM AND CALM. gates, which were closing behind him.The Queen had given the signal with herhandkerchief. 1 looked up at her, andshe had half risen from her seat, asthough she were anxious to go away.But an instant after she sat down again,and was apparently calm. The bull took a careful look at every-body- He seemed good-natured, and Ithought that if 1 had been near him 1should have liked to pull his tail. Hutwhat was ray surprise when he advancedwith a long lope, which quicklychanged into a wild run; and beforeany one could divert his attention hehad plunged his horns into the Hanks ofthe horse of one of the masters of cere-monies. The poor beast darted forward,the blood gushing from his wounds, andthe spectators began to yell to theirfavorites — the men in satin and rainbowcolors — to begin the combat. At oncean agile fellow sprang directly in frontof the bull, holding a bright red cloakbefore the infuriated animals eyes.Master bull made a lunge at it. Thenimble c

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