The gold hunters : $b A first-hand picture of life in California mining camps in the early fiftiesBorthwick, John David
History
The gold hunters : $b A first-hand picture of life in California mining camps in the early fifties
Borthwick, John David
California -- Gold discoveries; California -- Social life and customs -- 19th century; Mining camps -- California -- History
Shortly afterwards the footmen laid aside their flags and proceeded to
what is considered a more dangerous, and consequently more interesting,
part of the performances. They lighted cigars, and were handed small
pieces of wood, with a barbed point at one end and a squib at the other.
Having lighted his squibs at his cigar, one of their number rushes up in
front of the bull, shouting and stamping before him, as if challenging
him to come on. The bull is not slow of putting down his head and making
at him, when the man vaults nimbly over his horns, leaving a squib
fizzing and cracking on each side of his neck. This makes the bull still
more furious, but another man is ready for him, who plays him the same
trick, and so they go on till his neck is covered with squibs. One of
them then takes a large rosette, furnished in like manner with a sharp
barbed point, and this, as the bull butts at him, he sticks in his
forehead right between the eyes. Another man then engages the bull, and,
while eluding his horns, removes the rosette from his forehead. This is
considered a still more difficult feat, and was greeted with immense
applause, the Mexican part of the audience screaming with delight.
The performers were all uncommonly well made, handsome men; their tight
dresses greatly assisted their appearance, and they moved with so much
grace, and with such an expression on their countenance of pleasure and
confidence, even while making their greatest efforts, that they might
have been supposed to be going through the figures of a ballet on the
stage, instead of risking death from the horns of a wild bull at every
step they executed. During the latter part of the performance, being
without their red flags, they were of course in greater danger; but it
seemed to make no difference to them; they put a squib in each side of
the bull’s neck, while evading his attack, with as much apparent ease as
they had dodged him from behind their red flags. Sometimes, indeed, when
they were hard pressed, or when attacked by the bull so close to the
barrier that they had no room to maneuver round him, they sprang over it
in among the spectators.
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