File:One way round South America, from manuscript, notes and letters of Delight Sweetser Prentiss illustrated from photographs (1905) (14785121203).jpg

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Title: One way round South America, from manuscript, notes and letters of Delight Sweetser Prentiss ... illustrated from photographs
Year: 1905 (1900s)
Authors: Prentiss, Delight Sweetser. (from old catalog)
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Publisher: Indianapolis, The Bobbs-Merrill company
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d awesome thingto see the great creature die. The first blow wentstraight to the heart, only the little red hilt ofthe sword showing against his hide. He stood,breathing heavily, then took two or three stag-gering steps, blood gushing from his mouth, andfell down dead. If these bulls suffer keenly theydo not show it. They do not bellow or writhe, solet us hope, for their sake, that their taking-off isas merciful as the one they would meet at thehands of the butcher. They fall into his hands,anyway, let me whisper, as soon as they leave thebull-ring. Bulls are heavy, unsympathetic, stu-pid creatures. Better kill a bull than a deer. Theeffect most to be deplored is that on the spec-tators, to whom this sight of blood and death canbe nothing but debasing. We sat in the bull-ring a scant hour and a half,and in that time six bulls were killed. One bullwas cowardly. He would not attack either horsesor men, thereby unwittingly prolonging his life.iCAl corral they shouted, meaning to take him
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ENTRANCE TO LEGISLATIVE HALL, LIMA IMPRESSIONS OF A BULL-FIGHT 157 back to the pen. The method of getting him outof the way was amusing. The doors opened andthree steers came galloping in, followed by somecowboys on horseback. Sir Taurus lifted hishead and sniffed the air. In these strange andbewildering surroundings he recognized someold friends and ran over to them. Then thecowboys rounded them all up and drove them outin a bunch. The appetizing lunch that was served to us inone of the intervals had a distinct local flavor.Papas con aji and chicha was the bill of fare.The papas amarillas, yellow potatoes, that onefinds in Peru are as good-flavored as they aregolden, and covered with thin slices of peppers,lettuce, and, of course, onions, make a very pret-ty dish. I am sure a South American would missonions from his food as we would miss salt.That onion savor pursues pne from Panama toCape Horn. San Lorenzo in Peru, it is said, isthe home of the potato. Chicha, the nationaldrink, is

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