For a moment the bull stood bellowing and quivering with pain andrage, its cloven hoofs widespread, its tail lashing viciously fromside to side, and then, in a mad orgy of bucking it went careeningabout the arena in frenzied attempt to unseat its rending rider.It sometimes was with difficulty that the girl avoided the first mad rush ofthe wounded beast.

All its efforts to rid itself of the tiger seemed futile, untilin desperation it threw itself upon the ground, rolling over andover. A little of this so disconcerted the tiger, knocking itsbreath from it I imagine, that it lost its hold and then, quickas a feline, the great thag was up again and had buried those mightyhorns deep in the tarag's abdomen, pinning him to the floor of thearena.

The great cat clawed at the shaggy head until eyes and ears weregone, and naught but a few strips of ragged, bloody flesh remainedupon the skull. Yet through all the agony of that fearful punishmentthe thag still stood motionless pinning down his adversary, andthen the man leaped in, seeing that the blind bull would be theleast formidable enemy, and ran his spear through the tarag's heart.

As the animal's fierce clawing ceased, the bull raised his gory,sightless head, and with a horrid roar ran headlong across thearena. With great leaps and bounds he came, straight toward thearena wall directly beneath where we sat, and then accident carriedhim, in one of his mighty springs, completely over the barrier intothe midst of the slaves and Sagoths just in front of us. Swinginghis bloody horns from side to side the beast cut a wide swathbefore him straight upward toward our seats. Before him slavesand gorilla-men fought in mad stampede to escape the menace of thecreature's death agonies, for such only could that frightful chargehave been.