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president. Their number is generally fiercer by the wound, he instantly attwelve or fourteen, including the two tacked the next pikeman, whose horse, Matadores, each attended by an assist- less obedient to the rider, was so deeply ant called Mediaespada (demi-sword). gored in the chest that he fell dead on Close in their rear follow the Picadores the spot. The impulse of the bull's (pikemen) on horseback, wearing scar. thrust threw the rider on the other side let jackets trimmed with silver lace. of the horse. An awful silence ensued. The shape of the horsemen's jackets The spectators, rising from their seats, resembles those in use among the Eng. beheld in fearful suspence the wild bull lish post-boys. As a protection to the goring the fallen horse, while the man, legs and thighs, they have strong whose only chance of safety depended leather overalls, stuffed to an enormous on lying motionless, seemed dead to all size with soft brown paper-a sub- appearance. This painful scene last. stance which is said to offer great re- ed but a few seconds ; for the men on sistance to the bull's horns. After foot, by running towards the bull, in making their bow to the president, the various directions, waving their cloaks horsemen take their post in a line to and uttering loud cries, soon made him the left of the gate which is to let in quit the horse to pursue them. When the bulls, standing in the direction of the danger of the pikeman was passed, the barrier at the distance of thirty or and he rose upon his legs to vault forty paces from each other. The upon another horse, the burst of apfighters on foot, without any weapon plause might be heard at the farthest or means of defence, except their extremity of the town. Dauntless and cloaks, wait, not far from the horses, urged by revenge, he now galloped ready to give assistance to the pike- forth to meet the bull. But, without men. Every thing being thus in readi- detailing the shocking sights that fol ness, a constable, in the ancient Span- lowed, I shall only mention that the fe ish costume, rides up to the front of the rocious animal attacked the horsemen principal gallery, and receives into his ten successive times, wounded four hophat the key of the Toril or bulls' den, ses and killed two. One of these no which the president flings from the ble creatures, though wounded in two balcony. Scarcely has the constable places, continued to face the bull with delivered the key under the stewards out shrinking, till growing too weak he gallery when, at, the waving of the fell down with the rider. Yet these president's handkerchief, the bugles horses are never trained for the fights ; sound amid a storm of applause, the but are bought for the amount of thirty gates are flung open, and the first bull or forty shillings, when, worn out with rushes into the ampitheatre. I shall labour, or broken by disease, they are describe what, on the day I allude to, unfit for an y other service. our connoisseurs deemed an interesting A flourish of the bugles discharged fight, and if you imagine it repeated, the horsemen till the beginning of the with more or less danger and carnage, next combat, and the amusement of the eight times in the morning and ten in people devolved on the Banderilleros, in the evening, you will have a pretty the same whom we have hitherto seen accurate notion of the whole perform- attentive to the safety of the horsemen. ance.

The Banderilla, literally, little flag, The bull paused a moment and from which they take their name, looked wildly upon the scene ; then, is a shaft of two feet in length, pointed taking notice of the first horseman, with a barbed steel, and gaily ornamade a desperate charge against him. mented with many sheets of painted The ferocious animal was received at paper, cut into reticulated coverings. the point of the pike, which, according Without a cloak, and holding one of to the laws of the game, was aimed at these darts in each band, the fighter the fleshy part of the neck. A dexter- runs up to the bull, and stopping short ous motion of the bridle-hand and right when he sees himself attacked, he fixes leg made the horse evade the bull's the two shafts, without flinging them, horn, by turning to the left. Made behind the horns of the beast at the

very moment when it stoops to toss any painful sensation, the bull collected him. The painful sensation makes the all his strength for a desperate charge. bull throw up his head without inflict- Pepe Illo now levelled his sword at the ing the intended blow, and while he ra- left side of the bull's neck, and, turning ges in impotent endeavours to shake off upon his right foot as the animal apthe hanging darts that gall him, the proached him, ran the weapon nearly man has full leisure to escape. It is on up to the hilt into its body. The bull these occasions, when the Banderille staggered, tottered, and dropped gently ros fail to fix the darts, that they require upon his bent legs; but had yet too their surprising swiftness of foot. Be- much life in him for any man to vening without the protection of a cloak ture near with safety. The unfortuthey are obliged to take instantly to nate Illo has since perished from a flight. The bull follows them at full wound inflicted by a bull in a similar gallop; and I have seen the man leap state. The Matador observed, for one the barrier, so closely pursued by the or two minutes, the signs of approachenraged brute, that it seemed as if he ing death in the fierce animal now had sprung up, by placing the feet on crouching before him, and at his bidits head. Townsend thought it was ding, an attendant crept behind the bull literally so. Some of the darts are and struck him dead, by driving a small set with squibs and crackers. The poignard at the jointure of the spine match, a piece of tinder, made of a and the head. This operation is nevdried fungus, is so fitted to the barbed er performed, except when the prospoint that, rising by the pressure which trate bull lingers. I once saw Illo, at makes it penetrate the skin, it touches the desire of the spectators, inflict this the train of the fireworks. The only merciful blow in a manner which nothobject of this refinement of cruelty is ing but occular demonstration would to confuse the bull's instinctive powers, have made me believe. Taking the and, by making him completely frantic, poignard, called Puntilla, by the blade, to diminish the danger of the Matador, he poised it for a few moments, and who is never so exposed as when the jerked it with such unerring aim on the beast is collected enough to meditate bull's neck, as he lay on his bent legs, the attack.

that he killed the animal with the At the waving of the president's quickness of lightning. handkerchief, the bugles sounded the Four mules, ornamented with large death signal, and the Matador came morrice-bells and ribbons, harnessed forward. Pepe Illo, the pride of this abreast, and drawing a beam furnished town, and certainly one of the most with an iron hook in the middle, galgraceful and dexterous fighters that loped to the place where the bull lay. Spain has ever yet produced, having This machine being fastened to a rope flung off his cloak, approached the previously thrown round the dead anbull with a quick, light, and fearless imal's horns, he was swiftly dragged step. In his left hand he held a square out of the amphitheatre. piece of red cloth, spread upon a staff I have now given you a more miabout two feet in length, and in his nute, and, I trust, more correct deright a broad sword not much longer. scription of every thing connected with His attendants followed him at a dis- the bull-fights than has ever been tance. Facing the bull, within six or drawn by any traveller. Townsend's eight yards, he presented the red flag, is the best account of these sports I evkeeping his body partially concealed er met with ; yet it is not free from behind it, and the sword entirely out mistakes. So difficult is it to see disof view. The bull rushed against the tinctly scenes with which we are not red cloth, and our hero slipped by his familiarly acquainted. side by a slight circular motion, while The risk of the fighters is great, and the beast passed under the lure which their dexterity alone prevents its being the Matador held in the first direction, imminent. The lives most exposed till he had evaded the horns. Enrage are those of the Matadores; and few of ed by this deception, and unchecked by them have retired in time to avoid a tragical end. Bull-fighters rise from numerous assemblies, are more than the dregs of the people. As most of sufficient to blunt, in a short time, the their equals, they unite superstition and natural disgust arising from the first profligacy in their character. None view of blood and slaughter. If we of them will venture upon the arena consider that even the Vestals at Rome without a scapulary, two small square were passionately fond of gladiatorial pieces of cloth suspended by ribbons, shows, we shall not be surprised at the on the breast and back, between the Spanish taste for sports which, with inshirt and the waistcoat. In the front finite less waste of human life, can give square there is a print, on linen, of the rise to the strongest emotions. Virgin Mary-generally, the Carmel The following instance, with which Mary, who is the patron goddess of all I shall conclude, will shew you to what the rogues and vagabonds in Spain. degree the passion for bull fights can These scapularies are blessed and sold grow. A gentleman of my acquaintby the Carmelite Friars. Our great ance had, some years ago, the misforMatador, Pepe Ilo, besides the usual tune of losing his sight. It might be amulet, trusted for safety to the patron- supposed, that a blind man would age of St. Joseph, whose chapel ad- avoid the scene of his former enjoyjoins the Seville amphitheatre. The ment-a scene where every thing is doors of this chapel were, during Illo's addressed to the eye. This gentleman, life, thrown open as long as the fight however, is a constant attendant at the continued, the image of the saint being amphitheatre. Morning and evening all that time encircled by a great num- he takes his place with the Maestranza, ber of lighted wax candles, which the of which he is a member, having his devout gladiator provided at his own guide by his side. Upon the appear. expense. The Saint, however, un- ance of every bull he greedily listens mindful of this homage, allowed his to the description of the animal, and client often to be wounded, and finally of all that takes place in the fight. His left him to his fate at Madrid.

mental conception of the exhibition, To enjoy the spectacle I have de- aided by the well known cries of the scribed, the feelings must be greatly multitude, is so vivid, that when a perverted; yet that degree of perver- burst of applause allows his attendant sion is very easily accomplished. The just to hint at the event that drew it display of courage and address which from the spectators, the unfortunate is made at these exhibitions, and the man's face gleams with pleasure, and he contagious nature of all emotions in echoes the last clappings of the circus.

Poetry.

(English Magazines, October, 1821.)

BELLS.

HOW sweet on the breeze of the evening swells
The vesper call of those soothing bells,
Borne softly and dying in echoes away,
Like a requiem sung to the parting day.
Wandered from roses the air is like balm,
The wave like the sleep of an infant is calm ;
No oars are now plying in flashes to wake
The blue repose of the tranquil lake;
And so slight are the sighs of the slumbering gale,
Scarce have they the power to waft my slack sail ;
Fair hour, when the blush of the evening light,
Like a beauty is veil'd by the shadow of night,
When the heart-beat is soft as the sun's farewell beams,
When the spirit is melting in tenderest dreams ;

A wanderer, dear England, from thee and from thine,
Yet the hearths I have left are my bosom's best shrine ;
And dear are those bells, for most precious to me,
Whatever can wake a remembrance of thee ;
They bring back the memory of long absent times,
Young hopes and young joys are revived in those chimes.
To me they are sweet as the meadows in June,
As the song which the nightingale pours to the moon,
Like the voice of a friend on my spirit they come,
Whose greeting is love, and whose tale is of home.
How blithely they're wont to ring in the new year,
The gayest of sounds amid Christinas time cheer.
How light was the welcome they gave the young May,
When sunshine and flowers decked her festival day.
How soft at the shade of the twilight that bell,
Rolled faintly away o'er my favourite dell;
When the woodbine was fresh, and the tremulous shade
of the aspen leaf over my path beneath played ;
When his day of toil over, the hind turned away
From the perfumed fields of the newly-mown hay;
When no sound was heard, save the woodlark's wild song,
And the peal of those bells borne in echoes along ;
They were dear to me then, but now they are brought
More home to my heart, for their music is fraught
With all that to memory is hallowed and dear,
With all those fond thoughts that but speak in a tear.
Voiceless and holy-that simple chime is,
As a spell on the heart at a moment like this;
Yes, sweet are those bells, for most precious to me,
Whatever reminds me, loved England, of thee !

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* The tradition which forms the substance of these stanzas is still preserved in German ny. An ancient tower on a height, called the Rolandseck, a few miles above Bonn on the Rhine, is shewn as the habitation which Roland built in sight of a nunnery, into which his mistress had retired on having heard an unfounded account of his death. Whatever may be thought of the credibility of the legend, its scenery must be recollected with pleasure by every one who has ever visited the romantic landscane of the Drachenfells, the Roland. seck, and the beautiful adjacent islet of the Rhine, where a nunnery still stands.

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ADVENTURE IN THE NORTH-WEST TERRITORY.

(Blackwood's Magazine.)

FTER residing nearly a year in along the face of Heaven in immense

one of the most distant posts masses, and the sun blazed forth in unof the Northwest Company, and con- obscured splendour at one moment, ducting the fur trade there, I began to and was completely shrouded from the look forward to my return to Montreal. eye the next. I was so intent on the I waited with the greatest impatience pursuit of my game, that I hastened for the arrival of the period which was forwards almost unconsciously, my to terminate my banishment, and re- progress being much facilitated by a store me to society. I was nearly thin layer of snow which covered the three thousand miles distant from any ice, and rendered the footing tolerably settlements, and my only companions secure. At last, I fired at the ducks, were two young men, clerks of the and killed one and wounded another. establishment, whose characters, and I immediately picked up the first, but limited acquirements, rendered them its companion, having only been wing. very uninteresting associates. My ed, began to leap away before I caught situation was one of considerable re- hold of it. I followed, but had not adsponsibility. A great number of Ca- vanced more than twenty yards, when, nadians, in the service of the Compa- to my astonishment, I found that the ny, resided at the post, and were un- ice was in many places covered with der my controul; but I found it a very water to the depth of several inches. difficult matter to keep them in a state I stopped short full of alarm, and irre of due subordination, and to prevent solute what to do. It was evident them from quarrelling and fighting that a thaw had already commenced, with the detached parties of Indians and as I well knew with what rapidity that occasionally visited us for the pur- the ice broke up when once affected pose of trading. Interest and personal by a change of temperature, I became safety, alike, required that we should alive to all the dangers of my situation, be on friendly terms with the natives; and almost shuddered at the thought and I spent many anxious hours in en- of moving from the spot on which I deavouring to promote mutual peace stood. and good-humour.

The weather had grown calm and • Our post was situated upon the hazy, and the sky was very black and banks of a small lake, about sixteen lowering. Large flakes of snow soon miles broad. This lake discharged it. began to fall languidly and perpendicuself by means of a river into another larly through the air; and after a litof much greater dimensions, and thick tle time, these were accompanied by a forests covered every part of the neigh- thick shower of sleety rain, which bouring country.

gradually became so dense, that I could One afternoon I took my gun, and not discern the shore. I strained my strolled out in search of game. Though eves to catch a glance of some living it was now the beginning of spring, the object, but a dreary and motionless er. lake was still frozen completely across, panse stretched around me on every the cold of the preceding winter hav- side, and the appalling silence that preing been very intense. I soon fell in vailed was sometimes interrupted by with a flock of wild ducks, but before the receding cries of the wounded bird. I could get a shot at them, they began All nature seemed to be awaiting some to fly towards the middle of the lake; terrible event. I listened in fearful however, I followed them fearlessly suspense, though I knew not what I over the ice, in the expectation that expected to hear. I soon distinguishthey would soon alight. The weather ed a distant thundering noise, which was mild, though rather blowy. De- gradually became stronger, and aptached black clouds moved rapidly peared to approach the place where I

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