Shouts of men, screams of women, and the deep bellowing of a bull deeply wronged, enlivened, last week, the vivacious street life of downtown Madrid. Heartless butchers had wronged the bull by buying and attempting to slaughter him. With daring and originality he had escaped from the slaughter house by leaping out a low window. Now, with tail up and lashing, with head low and small eyes rolling wickedly, he purposed to charge down a street thronging with pre-dinner-time crowds. Stalked fear, reigned panic. Suddenly from the doorway of an office building...
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