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"I have been told," replied the Abbé Jeufroy, "that the jawbone of an elephant was at one time found at Villers." However, one of his friends, M. Larsoneur, advocate, member of the bar at Lisieux, and archæologist, would probably supply them with information about it. He had written a history of Port-en-Bessin, in which the discovery of an alligator was noticed.
A blow set the yearling's nose to bleeding afresh. Then bang! went the other eye closed. The upper class men gasped with astonishment, for Spurlock was now getting into bad shape. He was all but dazed, in fact; and had twenty-five seconds yet to go in the round. Then, as much in mercy as for anything else, Dick Prescott dropped his left against the yearling's jawbone.
They swallow small pebbles, which rub against the grain, during the contractions of the gizzard, and act just as effectually as if they were fixed in the jawbone. Well, this terrible gizzard performs its crushing work with such energy, that not only the grain but the pebbles themselves are ground down there, and end by being pounded into fine sand.
Before it had died out in the lonely, dripping wilderness, he was flailing right and left with a huge pine knot in either hand, amazing and invincible as Sampson with his jawbone of an ass. With yells of terror, the trio rocked back on their haunches and struggled frantically to gain their feet.
The tapers were burning about the tomb of St. Genevieve. Samson, with the jawbone of the ass, still crouched and sweated, or looked as if he did, under the weight of the pulpit. One might question how well the preacher in the pulpit liked the suggestion of the figure beneath it.
His sunken eyes, overtopped by heavy black brows and surrounded by discolored circles, his nose, thin and sharp like the blade of a knife, the strongly marked jawbone, the hollow cheeks, and the oblong tendency of all these lines, together with his unnaturally long and flat chin, contributed to give a peculiar expression to his countenance, something between that of a retired professor of rhetoric and a rag-picker.
The pavement alone is inexhaustible, being covered all over with figures of life-size or larger, which look like immense engravings of Gothic or Scriptural scenes. There is Absalom hanging by his hair, and Joab slaying him with a spear. There is Samson belaboring the Philistines with the jawbone of an ass. There are armed knights in the tumult of battle, all wrought with wonderful expression.
S. Maria Formosa, one of the churches mentioned in the beautiful legend of Bishop Magnus to be built, you remember, where he saw a white cloud rest which still has a blue door-curtain, is chiefly famous for a picture by a great Venetian painter who is too little represented in the city Palma the elder. Palma loved beautiful, opulent women and rich colours, and even when he painted a saint, as he does here S. Barbara (whose jawbone we saw in the S. Rocco treasury) he could not much reduce his fine free fancy and therefore he made her more of a commanding queen than a Christian martyr. This church used to be visited every year by the Doge for a service in commemoration of the capture of the brides, of which we heard at S. Pietro in Castello. The campo, once a favourite centre for bull-fights and alfresco plays, has some fine palaces, notably those at No. 5250, the Malipiero, and No. 6125, the red Don
We have seen among the Carnivora, whose jaws have so much work to do, that the condyles of the jawbone are sunk deeply into the fossa of the temporal bone. The ruminant, whose peaceful mouth is formed for contending only with grass, is organized quite differently.
Samson came on alone with his jawbone, and stood silent, very terrible, and waiting for an opportunity to break out. The silence was prolonged. Nothing happened. It was a pause of expectation. Then we heard a voice, a solemn, cavernous voice with a vibrato like a cinematograph, calling loud and slow "Sansone, Sansone, Sansone!"
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