Word: matadores
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...delegations of children from the Catholic, Jewish and Protestant orphanages and from the Illinois Children's Home clapped their hands in delight. Once the great gathering sucked in its breath and stood up in its seats with the shivering "Ah!" that fevers a plaza de toros when the matador is tossed. This was when Vadabelle, ridden by Dick Messcrop of Port Chester, N. Y., in taking the five-foot wall at the edge of the tanbark instead of the last jump on the course, went sprawling into a group of spectators, knocking them down like dolls...
...easy to become the national champion bull-stabber. One usually begins young, as. a horse-wrangler or cattle-hand. One learns to be fearless with animals. Then one probably becomes apprenticed to a cuadrilla, or troupe, under some great matador. One watches, practices...
Thus embellished, the bull is now ready for the espada, or matador; the swordsman, the killer, the hero of the day. It is to this final role that the apprentice aspires. Sometimes, through sheer braggadocio, the merest man may spring to fame overnight by leaping down into an arena if some emergency should arise at this crucial juncture of a fight. That is seldom seen, however...
...skilled matador, there is not only wealth (in 1902, Mazzantini and his men cleared some $40,000 in three months in Mexico), but public honor and license such as is unknown even by ball-players and pugilists in the U. S. Wherever they go in public, they are known by their gorgeous dress (black broadcloth, scarlet sash, white hose, shiny pumps). It is an honor to sit with them in cafes, to speak with them or be owed money by them. After a fight, the town they are in is theirs? wine and women complete...
...middle of the yellow arena, with a blue arch of sky above, dressed in black and scarlet, stood a slim ama- teur matador. The bull charged. That matador took a single deliberate step aside. The bull hammered past. Into his path again stepped the matador. He danced, he mocked, he swung his scarlet cloak. But this bull was a thief, as they say; he "knew Latin." Drumming hoofs, a broken shout, a thud. "Maria. He is dead!" gasped the onlookers. So ended the last bullfight of Ignacio Zuloaga*, famed Spanish painter...