Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1920-01-13

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top button of his coat before Pierre,
with below, charged him, his head
down, his arms working like fails.
Pierre made short. vicious stabs at
him; he was muscle-bound and could
not extend the elbow-joint with any
force, but any of his short blows, deliv-
cred from a shoulder like a mutton
joint, would have knocked man sense
less.
Hilary stepped aside as Pierre pre-
cipitated himself upon him, and gave
him a short uppercut with the left.
Pierre went Keeling past MIN, tripped
over a projecting trunk of tree, and
fell sprawling to the ground.
A second later he was up again, rush
ing at Hilary. Despite Hilary's blows,
which nearly blinded him, and covered
his face with blood. he managed to get
home two body deliveries which knock
ed the wind out of the American. Hill
airy was forced to give ground. He
had boxed at college good deal; that
was several years before, but the mem
DRY instinctively came back to him. Its
foot-work wins" his teacher had told
him. He stepped from side to side,
guarding himself against Pierre's furl-
Gus lunges dexterously, until the OPP
portunity for a telling cross-counter
with the right sent Pierre crashing
backward.
e
He rose, splitting the blood out OF
his mouth. and rushed at Hilary again.
This time he managed TO lock his arms
about him and. holding him securely
with the left, pummeled him. Hilary
forgot his science and shot his right
upward between the arm and the body
landing on Pierre's chin. Pierre reeled,
but he did not let go his hold. He
grasped Hilary like a bear, hugging
him till the breath was nearly out of
his body, and forcing the point of his
chin in under Hilary's collar-bone.
Pierre was several years the older,
and winded by fast living, but his mus
cles were as firm as young mans.
Knowing that his enemy's science was
more than a match for his superior
strength, he maintained the clinch, but
gradually shifted his grasp upward,
first pinioning Hilary's arm, then grip
ping his shoulder, until he had him by
the throat,
Hilary, gasping under the relentless
pressure, saw the faces of the lumber
men swim round him. He saw the tri-
umph and the joy, the mockery and
the hatred on each; there was no pity
for the American; many an old land
question, many a racial conflict had be-
come incarnate in that fight under the
pines. Hilary realized that it was a
battle not for the timber tract, but for
his own life.
Pierre's face grinned into his own
Indignantly, plastered with dust and
smeared with the sweat that drove
white burrows across it. Hilary let his
hands fall Imply. For just second
Pierre relaxed his grasp, to shift it so
the thumb-knuckles should close on the
carotids. Then Hilary put all his
strength into a terrific drive with the
left. The blow caught Pierre between
the eyes, his arms went up, releasing
Hilary, and he tOttered backward. The
yells of the lumbermen, which had
been continuous, suddenly ceased.
Before Pierre could recover himself
Hilary let him have it with the right.
Pierre went to the ground. Hilary
still only half conscious and hardly
seeing the PROSTATE body, drew in a
deep cheStful of air. A black cloud
filled with dancing specks swan be-
fore his vision. Out of it he saw the
face of one of the nearest spectators.
1t was filed with an anticipation so
pungent that instinctively Hilary leap
ed aside. Out of the cloud he saw
Black Pierre plunge forward. knife in
his hand. The spent blow cut Hilary's
sleeve. Pierre recovered himself and
rushed at the American, fearful spec
tacle, dripping sweat and blood. Hill
airy caught him with the right under
the jaw, sending him fiat. The knife
went whirling away into the under
brush. Black Pierre lay still.
Hilary turned to the nearest of the
awed lumbermen. Bring him a cup
of water" he ordered.
The man understood and ran into
Pierre's hut. But Pierre was sham
ming; he opened his eyes, fixed them
with burning hate on Hilary, and mum
| bled.
"Get upl" said Hilary.
Pierre rose sullenly. edging out of
the reach of the expected blow. He
was cowed. the fighting spirit was out