the spectators.
Of course it was out of all question to inflict on so gentle and resigned
an enemy another _estocada_--and yet the public could not afford to wait
the bull's leisure to die, as it was necessary to continue the sport. To
expedite, therefore, the animal's last moments, and the progress of public
business, the _eachetero_, a butcher, came forward and performed his
function of inflicting the death-blow on occasions when, owing to the
perversity of the bull or the clumsiness of the _matador_, his final
assistance becomes requisite. Grasping firmly a short sharp dagger, he by
a steady and well directed blow put a period to the agonies of the
animal--applauses and abuse were then liberally bestowed upon Leoncito;
after which the fight was suffered to proceed, and the third bull sprang
into the arena. We will not, however, follow the perils and chances of
this encounter. It may e sufficient to mention, that the sport went on
much upon the same principle as before. The usual number of horses were
killed, good spanking falls were endured by the combatants, and the same
tumult and confusion prevailed throughout the circus. The combat had now
lasted three hours, and the shadows of evening were gradually descending
over the scene. Yet the spectators appeared by no means satisfied; some
even grew clamorous, and required that a fourth bull should be brought
forward. Amongst these unreasonable requisitionists, the _aficionado_
particularly distinguished himself. He was (unhappily for his neighbors)
blessed with most stentorian lungs, of which he made a liberal use, upon
the most trifling occasion,--no other bull, however, was produced, and
accordingly the spectators began slowly and discontentedly to disperse.

The fight being ended, the _picadores_ and the rest of the troop withdrew
to the little chapel, to return thanks for their escape. However, the
veracity expected from an historian compels me to say, that their evening
prayers were by no means of the same length as those which had preceded
the encounter of the morning. At the entrance of the chapel we perceived
many a dark-complexioned _manola_--many a terrible looking,
fierce-whiskered, cigar-smoking _majo_--awaiting the egress of their
friends; who, as soon as their devotions were concluded, stalked out with
a martial and haughty air to receive the congratulations of their
comrades. Meantime, the vast concourse of people so lately assembled
together, had gradual