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Torellas and my niece they have regard for each other, and she, the señora, sees no harm until this Guavera, the politician, comes. Oh, a great man he is to be in the next cabinet possibly. I repeat possibly. The señora waits for a chance to terminate with Torellas. Very well. Torellas receives many letters from foolish girls. So do I, and Ferrero. Pir-r-h what torero of fame does not?

I had matured it all, except getting possession of a weapon; and I had hopes of escape, although I had neither time nor opportunity to detail them to the torero. It would have served no purpose to have told him them. I knew that I might escape, even without the weapon; but I needed it, in case there might be in the tribe a faster runner than myself.

"It may be that I could not. I would try. At the worst, I can but die; and better die with a weapon in my hands!" "It would be better," muttered the torero in reply. "I will try to help you to a weapon, but my life may be " He paused. "If you look behind you," he continued, in a significant manner, while he appeared to examine the tops of the distant mountains, "you may see a tomahawk.

The savage reported what his prisoner had said, and shortly after several mounted warriors rode up, and replied to the taunt. "You! a poor white slave, ride with the warriors of Navajo! Ha! ha! ha!" "Can you ride upon your head?" inquired the torero. "On our heads? How?" "Standing upon your head while your horse is in a gallop." "No; nor you, nor anyone.

The eminent torero, Pepe Illo, said: "The love of bulls is inherent in man, especially in the Spaniard, among which glorious people there have been bull-fights ever since bulls were, because," adds Pepe, with that modesty which forms so charming a trait of the Iberian character, "the Spanish men are as much more brave than all other men, as the Spanish bull is more savage and valiant than all other bulls."

You will find us around the north point of the mountain. You can travel all night, and be up with us early in the morning. Away!" The torero, without making any answer, drew his horse from the picket, leaped into the saddle, and rode off at a gallop towards the north-west.

The notice concludes by saying that his life was completely dedicated to his property, which he managed himself, and he was looked upon as the guardian angel of the labourers on his farm. Probre Rafael! "The lovers of the bull-fight are lamenting the death of the torero, but the poor of Córdoba mourn the loss of their 'Señor Rafael."

A performance which never fails to bring down the house is for the torero to await the rush of the bull, and when the bellowing monster comes at him with winking eyes and lowered head, to put his slippered foot between the horns, and vault lightly over his back. These chulos exhibit the most wonderful skill and address in evading the assault of the bull.

One learns to know all this sort of people by being with them in the country, but one can't explain." "No; exactly. Are they real gold?" "Yes, yes; I dare say they are. They sometimes have them silver gilt." "It is quite a common thing, then, isn't it?" asked I. "Well, not exactly; that Ah! yes; I see! of course. He is a torero." "A what?" "A mayo. I will explain it all to you.

In every part of the fight the figure of Rafael fell naturally into the most graceful attitudes; and for this reason he has always worn the rich dress of the torero with the best effect. He was the perfect and characteristic type of a torero, such as Spanish fancy has always imagined it.