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It was the day when the factions met at Hixon, and he had carried the gun of his father for the first time into action. The only way his eyes could be cleared of that fiery haze was that they should first see men falling. As they assaulted him, en masse, he seized a chair, and swung it flail-like about his head.
Another flail-like sweep proved equally effective, the cutlasses raised to guard the blows being as useless as so many wands, and when I followed it up with a third it proved too much for the Frenchmen, who, seeing their comrades go down before me like ninepins, gave way with a yell of dismay, retreating aft until they were all jammed and huddled together like sheep, so closely that they had no room to fight effectively.
At once he turned with a lithe movement, surprisingly graceful for a body so big, and made ready as though to once more swing his two flail-like fists. Again did Max set himself to dodge Pelle's punches, but instead of letting his two hands fly, one after the other, he bent his huge body back from the waist, and at the same time shot his right foot upward toward the other's face.
In an instant Jennings had swung his flail-like arms, and before the tramp understood what was happening he was lying flat on his back, as much to Carl's amazement as his own. He leaped to his feet with an execration, and advanced again to the attack. To be upset by such a pigmy was the height of mortification. "I'm going to crush you, you mannikin!" he threatened. Jennings put himself on guard.
At one corner of her mouth showed a trickle of blood, like a scarlet thread. The sight of it brought Johnnie to her in an agony of concern. "Oh, Cis!" he implored. With one flail-like swing of a great arm, Barber swept the boy aside. Then he crossed to the hall door, which was shut, and deliberately bolted it. The clash between him and Cis had been so quiet that Grandpa had not even been wakened.
But the free arm of the stranger hit him a flail-like blow on the chest and sent him sprawling into the yielding sand. Berserker, Spurlock rose, head down, and charged. "Hoddy, Hoddy!... No, no! This is my father!" warned Ruth. Spurlock halted in his tracks. "But what does he mean by calling you a wanton? you, my wife?" Enschede's hand slipped from his daughter's shoulder.
It was a noble sight to see the stalwart Palatine farmers of his regiment these Petries, Weavers, Helmers, and Dygerts of the German Flatts fight their path backward through the hail of lead, crushing Mohawk skulls as though they had been egg-shells with the mighty flail-like swing of their clubbed muskets, and returning fire only to kill every time.
His eyes glowed steadily as he contemplated this interloper in his domain. After a moment he sank prone, extending his head. The next move, Kingozi knew, would be the flail-like thrash of the long tail, followed immediately by the rush. Nothing was to be done.
The huge wheel, made of flail-like pieces set horizontally on spidery arms, went thrashing round, scooping the standing corn on to the knife, which cut it and thrust it into the mysterious recesses of the machine in the twinkling of the blade. The next instant the bound bundle, neatly knotted round with string, was vomited forth on the far side....
Sometimes there is a development of this symptom from others which seem to be ideational in their origin. For instance, Charles O. began making flail-like movements. These passed over into slow circular motions which finally subsided into the maintenance of fixed position.
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