: A Winter Amid the Ice and Other Thrilling Stories by Verne Jules - French fiction Translations into English

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DOCTOR OX'S EXPERIMENT

MASTER ZACHARIUS.

A DRAMA IN THE AIR

A WINTER AMID THE ICE

ASCENT OF MONT BLANC

She handed her father a pipe The worthy Madame Brigitte Van Tricasse had now her second husband "I have just come from Dr. Ox's" "It is in the interests of science" "The workmen, whom we have had to choose in Quiquendone, are not very expeditious" The young girl took the line "Good-bye, Frantz," said Suzel Fiovaranti had been achieving a brilliant success in "Les Huguenots" They hustle each other to get out It was no longer a waltz It required two persons to eat a strawberry "To Virgamen! to Virgamen!" "A burgomaster's place is in the front rank" The two friends, arm in arm The whole army of Quiquendone fell to the earth He would raise the trap-door constructed in the floor of his workshop The young girl prayed "Thou wilt see that I have discovered the secrets of existence". "Father, what is the matter?" Then he resumed, in an ironical tone From morning till night discontented purchasers besieged the house This proud old man remained motionless "It is there--there!" "See this man,--he is Time" He was dead "Monsieur, I salute you" "Monsieur!" cried I, in a rage "He continued his observations for seven or eight hours with General Morlot" "The balloon became less and less inflated" "Zambecarri fell, and was killed!" The madman disappeared in space "Monsieur the cur?," said he, "stop a moment, if you please" Andr? Vasling, the mate, apprised Jean Cornbutte of the dreadful event A soft voice said in his ear, "Have good courage, uncle" Andr? Vasling showed himself more attentive than ever On the 12th September the sea consisted of one solid plain They found themselves in a most perilous position, for an icequake had occurred Map in hand, he clearly explained their situation The caravan set out "Thirty-two degrees below zero!" Despair and determination were struggling in his rough features for the mastery It was Louis Cornbutte Penellan advanced towards the Norwegians Marie begged Vasling on her knees to produce the lemons, but he did not reply Marie rose with cries of despair, and hurried to the bed of old Jean Cornbutte The bear, having descended from the mast, had fallen on the two men The old cur? received Louis Cornbutte and Marie View of Mont Blanc from the Brevent View of Bossons glacier, near the Grands-Mulets Passage of the Bossons Glacier Crevasse and bridge View of the "Seracs" View of "Seracs" Passage of the "Junction" Hut at the Grands-Mulets View of Mont Blanc from Grands-Mulets Crossing the plateau Summit of Mont Blanc Grands-Mulets:--Party descending from the hut

DOCTOR OX'S EXPERIMENT.

Surely there is nothing to be said or thought against the Flemings of Western Flanders. They are a well-to-do folk, wise, prudent, sociable, with even tempers, hospitable, perhaps a little heavy in conversation as in mind; but this does not explain why one of the most interesting towns of their district has yet to appear on modern maps.

This omission is certainly to be regretted. If only history, or in default of history the chronicles, or in default of chronicles the traditions of the country, made mention of Quiquendone! But no; neither atlases, guides, nor itineraries speak of it. M. Joanne himself, that energetic hunter after small towns, says not a word of it. It might be readily conceived that this silence would injure the commerce, the industries, of the town. But let us hasten to add that Quiquendone has neither industry nor commerce, and that it does very well without them. Its barley-sugar and whipped cream are consumed on the spot; none is exported. In short, the Quiquendonians have no need of anybody. Their desires are limited, their existence is a modest one; they are calm, moderate, phlegmatic--in a word, they are Flemings; such as are still to be met with sometimes between the Scheldt and the North Sea.

"You think so?" asked the burgomaster.

"I--think so," replied the counsellor, after some minutes of silence.

"You see, we must not act hastily," resumed the burgomaster.

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