To show the favour formerly extended to the _torero_, we may quote the story of Lavi and Queen Isabel II. Lavi was a Romany by birth, and a bold _matador_ of his day. During a royal _corrida_, the gipsy pluckily tore out the _moña_, or bunch of ribbons in the bull's neck, and advanced towards the Queen. 'Here,' he cried, 'this is the first _moña_ your majesty has had the honour of receiving at my hands!' The retinue of the _matador_ consists of the _picadores_, or mounted spearmen, the _banderilleros_, or dart throwers, and the _monos sabios_, who repair the damages to the wretched horses and thrash them to their feet. The _matador_ is clad in silk and gold, with a spangled cloak, which he wears in the parade of the fighters previous to the display. It is stated by one writer that a bull fight in Seville cost from £1100 to £1200. The value of each bull killed is about £70. The _matador's_ fee is from £120 to £200; but this includes the fees paid by him to his _cuadrilla_, or troupe. The horses are valued at from £120 to £200, according to the number killed by the bull. The cost of the seats is from a _peseta_ to three _duros_. Guerrita could 'command all over Spain and in the South of France almost any remuneration.' The _banderilleros_ receive about fifty dollars, and the _picadores_ something less than that for their share in the performance. The glory that surrounds the _matador_ induces a large number of Spanish youths to adopt the profession of bull-fighting. In consequence, there is a surplus of indifferent _toreros_ and novices, who are awaiting their chance for promotion and for an appearance in the arena. These hangers-on of the sport are to be seen in the Puerta del Sol of Madrid, and in the _paseos_ and streets of Seville. They have a 'horsey' air, and are proficient at lounging, and chaffing the women who pass by. A little pigtail hangs from the brims of their hats, and they are fond of frilled shirts, in which they display paste studs. Every city and provincial town of Spain has its _aficionados_ of bull-fighting. These amateurs talk learnedly upon _encierros_, _suertes_, and _pases por alto_. They are vain of their acquaintance with popular _toreros_, and they read all the literature of the beloved sport. The _Historia del Toreo_ is better known among these 'sports' than the poems of 'Herrera the divine.' At the _cafés_ they pore over the bull-fighting journals, _El Toréo_, _El Enáno_, and _La Lidia_. Mr. H. T. Finck describes the bull fight as 'the most unsportsmanlike and cowardly spectacle I have ever seen.' This author does not believe that bull-fighting is highly dangerous. 'No man,' he writes, 'who has a sense of true sport would engage with a dozen other men against a brute that is so stupid as to expend its fury a hundred times in succession on a piece of red cloth, ignoring the man who holds it.'