"Right cut against cavalry!" shouted a soldier on the pavement, as Bull aimed a blow at Bear with his whip.
"By jabers! that's the prod!" cried an Irishman, as Bear thrust the end of his cane in his adversary's face.
The horse attached to the buggy now moved on a few paces and halted. Bear sat still on his horse, fiercely gazing at his antagonist.
"At him again!" cried a boy.
"Don't be afraid! Show the blood of your mother!" yelled a second urchin.
"Charge, Chester, charge!" shouted a third.
Bear furiously spurred his horse and rushed up to the buggy. A blow from Bull's whip knocked off his hat, and his bald head shone in the sun. At the same time a thrust from Bear's cane deprived Bull of his spectacles.
"Hurrah for Bear! He has knocked out Bull's eyes!" shouted a boy.
Bull seized Bear's cane and pulled it from his hands. Bear reached out and grasped Bull by the top of his head. Bull's wig came off.
"Hurrah! hurrah! he has scalped him!" shouted a boy.