Recollections of the eventful life of a soldierDonaldson, Joseph
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Recollections of the eventful life of a soldier
Donaldson, Joseph
Peninsular War, 1807-1814 -- Personal narratives
We were now peaceably quartered in the town, having time to look
about us and recover from our former fatigues. No place could have
been better adapted for this than Madrid; the air was pure and
healthy; wine, fruit, and provision, good and cheap. Here we had
food for observation in the buildings, institutions, and manners
of the inhabitants, and we ranged about in the environs, and from
one street to another, as if we had been in a new world. Madrid has
been so often described by writers of ability, that it would be
presumption in me to attempt it, even did the limits of this work
allow; but the delightful walks of the Prado, the gardens breathing
perfume—the beautiful fountains—the extensive and picturesque view
from the Segovia gate—the cool and delicious shades on the banks of
the Manzanares—their women—their music and nightly serenades, gave it
to my mind the charm of romance.
During the time we remained in Madrid, our troops were allowed free
access to the museum, in the street Alcala, nearly opposite our
barracks. In it there was a very valuable collection of natural
history, particularly a lump of native gold brought from South
America, which weighed many pounds, some enormous boa constrictors,
and the entire skeleton of a mammoth. This, like the British Museum,
was free to all visitors three or four days a-week.
Several times during our stay in Madrid we were admitted, gratis, to
see the bull fights, the great national amusement of the Spaniards.
The place of these exhibitions was a vast amphitheatre, with three
tiers of boxes ranged along the wall, the roof of the building
projecting so far over as to cover them only, all the rest being
open. In the highest range of these on the shade side, was the king’s
box, gorgeously decorated, those on its right and left being occupied
by the principal nobility. About a dozen seats sloping from the
lowest tier of boxes formed the pit, where the common people were
admitted, and which varied in the price of admission, according to
the degree of shade afforded. In front of the pit was a passage of a
few feet wide, separated from the arena by a barricade between five
and six feet high. The arena or space where the bulls were fought was
of great dimensions; two main passages opened into it through the
barricade, one by which the bulls were drawn off when killed, and the
other by which they entered, communicating with a place where they
were kept previous to the fight, that resembled, in some degree, a
large cage, having spaces between the planks that covered it, where
they goaded and otherwise tormented the animals, to render them more
savage before they entered the arena. But besides these entrances
there were smaller doors opening into the passage, by which the bull
could be driven back into the area, in the event of his leaping the
barricade, this being no unfrequent occurrence.
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