Beadle's Dime Novels No. 316: Hurricane Bill — page 5: what you’re looking at

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HURRICANE BILI.. CHAPTER I. FEATS IN THE SADDLE, SHRILL cries and loud cheers—the confused trampling of hoofs—the neighing of horses—the loud bellowing of affright- ed catule—mingled with an occasional peal of musical laugh- ter or little screams of admiration at some ludicrous mishap or more than usually adroit feat. | A large corral, containing over a hundred bulls, now wreught up to almost madness by the borsemen who dashed to and fro upon their fiery littke mustangs, dextrously avoid- ing the many vicious thrusts made by the stout-hLorned ani- mals with an address litle short of marvelous. And through this seeming confusion, the horsemen separated the animals selected by the ranchero, who sat upon a fine mustang out- Side the corral, from tbe main body with their long lances, and drove them into a second and smaller inclosure beside the stand upon which stood the ladies. The varied exclamations of the fair spectators were, as With one accord, merged into a clear, musical cry of wonder- ing admiration, and tlieir searfs fluttered in a silken cloud. This outburst was occasioned by a feat performed by one of the riders—a volunteer, who had- already displayed more . than common dexterity. , A sudden turn and surge of the entire body of excited bulls had penned Lim ap in one corner of the corral, just giving him time.to turn his mustany aud prepare for desper- ale work. A single yell—a dig of the heavy spurs and stroke of the blood-stained quirt, caused the mustang to-rise like a bird, fairly clearing the threatening Lorns of the fore- Most bulls, alighting heavily upon the sea of broad, shining Conmicloookks.comn