Conquering a Vicious Bull.

Te Aroha News, Volume III, Issue 128, 14 November 1885, Page 6

Conquering a Vicious Bull.

Abram Post, of Elderville, Pennsylvania, owns a blooded bull whioh has long been ah objeot of terror to all employed on the fartq, owing to its fierce, and aggressive disposition. One evening Post had finished milking a cow in the barn-yard, and was returning to the house, when he noticed that the bull, whioh was in the yard, shook its head savagely as he passed by, and had an unusually vioioua look in its eyes. Post passed on, paying no attention to the animal. He had gone only a short distance when he heard a quick step behind him and a low bellowing whioh he knew was made by the bull. He turned quickly and saw the, animal bearing down upon him, He grasped the bull with one hand by the horns, hoping to prevent it from goring him, and the next instant he was tossed in the air. He fell on the bull's head and neck, and was tossed the second time, this time being thrown to the opposite side of the barn yard fence. He was badly bruised,and his clothing was torn by the rough handling he had received, but believing that if he allowed the bull to remain master of the field, its use- ' fulness would be gone and its killing a | a necessity. Poet determined to assume the offensive himself and use every effort to conquer the savage animal. He is a large and muscular man, and, arming himself with a heavy olub, he jumped over the fence and advanced boldly upon the bull, which was pawing the ground and bellowing furiously. The moment it saw Post in the yard it plunged at him with horns lowered. Post met the bull with a terrific blow with the club across the forehead. The heavy wood was broken to pieces, but the blow had no effect on the animal except to increase its fury. Thfi bull pressed upon the farmer, who jumped aside and caught it by one horn and one ear, and endeavoured to keep its head turned away. He was thrown from side to side and his hold broken. The bull caught him on his horns an^ once more tossed him in the air, this time throwing him over the fence into an adjoining field. The maddened animal charged against the fence, and endeavoured to knock down the barrier between it and the object of its rage. Still the farmer was undismayed, and, entering the barn, he armed himself with a heavy, three-tined pitchfork and returned once more to the barn-yard. The bull rushed again to the attack. Post stood his ground and thrust the sharp tines of the fork into the bull's nose, supposing that the acute pain caused by the stabbing would force the animal to turn back and make it more cautious, In this he was mistaken. The animal rushed on, and was forcing him against the fence, where he would have been crushed to death in a moment. To prevent this, Post threw himself forward, and, the bull's head being lowered to the ground, jumped astride the animal's neck. A few plunges by the bull threw him from that position, and he fell on the ground close by. Fortunately he retained his hold on the fork, and, rising quickly to his feet, he thrust the tines again and again into the animal's side and nock. The blood spurted from every wound made by the fork, and the bull bellowed with pain and redoubled its efforts to catch the farmer on its horns, but his desperate situation had nerved him to greater activity, and the beast failed in all its efforts. Post continued his assaults with the p'tchfork, as he jumped from side so side to avoid tho charges of the bull until both sides of the animal were dripping with blood from neck to flanks. The bull continued the contest for a few minutes, and then turned and ran to the other side of the ham-yard, bellowing with pain. Post lid not move away for some time, and then went to his house. He was covered with blood, almost naked and dripping with perspiration. He washed himself, rested a moment, and then, against the earnest protest of his wife, went back to the barn -yard. He found the bull standing in one corner of the yard. Post walked briskly up to the animal,and it cowed at his approach and stood trembling in fear. The beaet was completely mastered and walked sullenly into the barn at Post's command, On the farmer's return to the house he found that his own injuries were greatei than he had supposed, and he is now confined to his bed under a doctor's care.