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"His fist is like a wood-sledge, m'sieu." "So it was years ago." "His forearm is as big as the calf of your leg." "Oui, friend Delesse, it is the forearm of a giant." "He is half again your weight." "Or more, friend Delesse." "He will kill you! As the great God lives, he will kill you!" "I shall die hard," repeated Reese Beaudin for the third time that day. Joe Delesse turned slowly, doggedly.
This time he did not leap upon the platform he clambered back to it, and the hooded stranger gave him a lift which a few minutes before Dupont would have resented as an insult. "Ah, it has come," said the stranger to Delesse. "He is the best close-in fighter in all " He did not finish. "I could kill you now kill you with a single blow," said Reese Beaudin in a moment when the giant stood swaying.
He soon arrived at important scientific results, and was rewarded, in 1845, by having conferred to him by the university the course of mineralogy and geology in the Faculty at Besancon, where Delesse at the same time fulfilled the duties of engineer of mines.
The death of this distinguished man must be recorded. An interesting resume of his labors by M. Daubree has appeared, from which we take the following facts. After a training in his native town at the Lyceum of Metz, which furnished so many scholars to the Polytechnic school, Delesse was admitted at the age of twenty to this school. In 1839 he left to enter the Corps des Mines.
"He has not come!" he cried for the twentieth time. "He has not come!" He moved on, and Reese Beaudin ten feet away turned and smiled at Joe Delesse with triumph in his eyes. He moved nearer. "Did I not tell you he would not find in me that narrow-shouldered, smooth-faced stripling of five years ago?" he asked. "N'est-ce pas, friend Delesse?" The face of Joe Delesse was heavy with a somber fear.
"Let Meewe have them," replied the hooded stranger. Three minutes later a single dog was pulled up on the log platform. He was a magnificent beast, and a rumble of approval ran through the crowd. The face of Joe Delesse was gray. He wet his lips. Reese Beaudin, watching him, knew that the time had come. And Joe Delesse, seeing no way of escape, whispered: "It is her dog, m'sieu.
Uppy knew they were on the edge of the big barren of the Lacs Delesse, and he cracked his whip just as the off runner of the sledge struck a hidden snow-blister. There was a sudden lurch, and in a vicious up-shoot of the gee-bar the revolver was knocked from Dolores' hand and was gone. A shriek rose to her lips, but she stifled it before it was given voice.
Above God's Lake, where the Bent Arrow runs red as pale blood under its crust of ice, Reese Beaudin heard of the dog auction that was to take place at Post Lac Bain three days later. It was in the cabin of Joe Delesse, a trapper, who lived at Lac Bain during the summer, and trapped the fox and the lynx sixty miles farther north in this month of February.
Is it so?" "Does it go well when a dove is mated to a vulture, m'sieu?" "I have also heard that she grew up to be very beautiful," said Reese Beaudin, "and that Jacques Dupont killed a man for her. If that is so " "It is not so," interrupted Delesse. "He drove another man away no, not a man, but a yellow-livered coward who had no more fight in him than a porcupine without quills!
From these facts and from the experiments and observations of Senarmont, Daubree, Delesse, Scheerer, Sorby, Sterry Hunt, and others, we are led to infer that when in the bowels of the earth there are large volumes of matter containing water and various acids intensely heated under enormous pressure, these subterranean fluid masses will gradually part with their heat by the escape of steam and various gases through fissures, producing hot springs; or by the passage of the same through the pores of the overlying and injected rocks.
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