412 DEATH OF THE BULL. 



faster on. The value of the spears, however, prevented 

 much repetition of this useless mode of proceeding. 

 Before he had got half a-mile from camp, he again 

 halted, and another large circle formed around 

 him, and after some one had rushed in upon 

 him as Carmel had previously done, the crowd 

 suddenly opened again upon either side, and the bull, 

 with a loud roar, came dashing back, ploughing 

 the earth furiously with his horns, and not halting 

 in his career until brought up by the line of 

 spectators in the camp, who had not joined in the 

 pursuit. Again he stood and gazed around him 

 for some retreat, but his restless, bloodshot eyes, and 

 quick moving face were only turned upon foes. I 

 again offered to be the butcher ; and the ill success 

 of those who had so far attempted to kill him, 

 induced Ohmed Mahomed to consent, at the same 

 time waving with his hand to the distant people in 

 rear of the bull to get out of the way. I examined 

 both locks of my carabine, and being assured that 

 all was right, walked straight up to the animal 

 until he made his charge, and fired, as he 

 came down, sweeping the earth with his 

 face. Whatever fury, or whatever madness 

 excited him, he was not blinded by either, for the 

 flash of my carabine evidently turned him in his 

 career ; for the ball, instead of passing through the 

 head, as I had intended, much to my surprise, 

 went completely through both shoulder-blades, and 

 he tumbled over and over upon the ground. 



