258 BULL FIGHT AT MENDOZA. 



regret from what I witnessed, that necessity 

 compelled me to go there likewise. In the 

 morning there had been a man killed, yet still 

 was this cruel and barbarous amusement carried 

 on the whole of the day. Thousands of people 

 were assembled together, almost all on horse- 

 back ; and the fighters were in a ring formed of 

 strong stakes, at one part of which was a door 

 to let in the bullocks ; at this time none were 

 inside ; but close to the door were three brutes 

 in the shape of men, spearing and spiking a poor 

 bullock, that was drawn by the horns fast down 

 to a stake ; the poor animal was roaring and bel- 

 lowing with all its might, while the blood was 

 literally spurting out from its sides. Such wan- 

 ton cruelty I never in my life witnessed ; it ab- 

 solutely made me sick with compassion and 

 disgust. 1 did not see any ladies there ; but I 

 understood that those who gave the feast , as it was 

 called, made their appearance every time a bull 

 was turned out ; that was, when it was tormented 

 to madness. Not being able to get to the 



