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Updated: June 17, 2025
Fortunately, there have not been many explorers militant. The brilliant discoveries of Grenfell, Delcommune, Lemaire, and others, who are in the first rank of African pioneers, were made without harming a native. Let us glance at a few of Livingstone's discoveries and form our own conclusions as to whether his sublime faith in the future of Africa has thus far been justified by events.
"I shall feel most offended if Captain Benson does penance by walking all the miles back to Spruce Beach." "I'd be a fool, then, to take that long walk back, when I can ride," thought Captain Jack. So he turned, retracing his steps and bowing to the young woman. "Yet, before we start," proposed M. Lemaire, anxiously, "let us see, Captain, if we cannot yet come to some arrangement."
"And then, and then, these doctrines which consist nowadays in confounding the criminal with the insane, the demonomaniac with the mad, have absolutely no foundation. Nine years ago a lad of fourteen, Felix Lemaîre, assassinated a little boy whom he did not know. He just wanted to see the child suffer, just wanted to hear him cry.
He nodded affably to many of the ladies in passing, and the interest with which his greetings were acknowledged proved that M. Lemaire was in a gathering where he could boast many acquaintances. Almost at the first, M. Lemaire had succeeded in having Captain Jack Benson pointed out to him. The tall, sallow man looked over the submarine boys eagerly, though covertly.
The force in me seemed so free and inexhaustible that it overflowed. It was irresistible. I felt able to save the world. 'You were out, said Mother softly, 'out of yourself, I mean, she corrected it. 'And your lovely thoughts go everywhere. You do save the world. There fell a long silence then between them. 'You've been reading aloud, Mlle. Lemaire said presently.
He reached up and took his old Chassepot rifle down from the wall where it had hung these many years, and, while the other inhabitants thronged the road, cheering, weeping, laughing, Jules Lemaire sat before his little wooden table, with his rifle in his hands and a pile of cartridges before him. "There will be a way," he murmured. "I will help my country; there will be a way."
"We will stroll about, and we shall see if your eyes are keen enough to discover your young submarine captain." The young woman defiantly accepted the challenge. By the time that they had strolled around the ballroom scarlet spots glowed in her cheeks. In either eye a tear of anger glistened behind the lash. "Are you satisfied?" murmured M. Lemaire, in a low voice.
But seriously, Mademoiselle, I haven't a sense of humor that will appreciate carrying a joke quite as far as that one was carried." "It was all a joke," Mlle Nadiboff insisted. "At least, M. Lemaire so assured me. What ever you may have thought, my Captain, I beg you will not believe that I had any notion of helping to cause you real discomfort."
The peasants of the village had just been called up, and within half an hour they would be on their way to the depots of their different regiments, while Jules Lemaire, sergeant of the line, would be left at home with the cripples and the women and the children. "I will serve France as well as any of you," he said defiantly. "I will find a way."
"I learned, very soon, that Somers is one whom we want to leave out of our count in getting information?" "Why so?" "Well, M. Lemaire, if you meet that young fellow, and try to draw him out, you'll understand. He can talk longer, and tell less, than any young fellow I've met. He seems to guess just what you want to know, and then he carefully tells you something else."
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