flambeau

A kind of cry came from Flambeau on the wall above.

Flambeau was looking round him in rather a weird way.

Flambeau felt quite certain that one of his eyes was naturally larger than the other.

But some day you will be an old grey monkey, Flambeau.

"I will stop here and watch him," said Flambeau hurriedly.

"Right you are," said the big man called Flambeau cheerfully.

The Flambeau is an important recreational destination in the region.

The Flambeau continued in this tradition until 1971, when it became independent from the university.

But Flambeau wasn't quite so happy with it that second time around.

The world seemed waiting for Flambeau to leap like a tiger.

"Well, we will speak to it, at any rate," said Flambeau, who was always for action.

But close as Flambeau was to the house, he heard the words of his colleagues by the wall, and repeated them in a low voice.

"Or on the seat," said Flambeau, and pointed to the little table.

An account of building an early logging camp on the Flambeau in 1872-1873.

"This is a job that calls for another jug," Flambeau said.

The flambeau had gone out, and he swung it like a mace.

"I should think it was," said Flambeau, with something like a shudder.

They dance for miles, with the weight of the flambeau pulling at their arms and shoulders.

He strode forward still, and the flambeau smashed clear a path for him.

Behind him is a flambeau adorned with his laurel crown.

"You must tell us all about it," said Flambeau with a strange heavy simplicity, like a child.

"I can think of nothing," said Flambeau at last.

Flambeau went to the open door and heard the official police ascending the stairs.

"Well," asked Flambeau; "are you going to tell me anything about it?"

"I think," said Flambeau, "that in spite of everything, they are probably getting on very well."