The limb burned and bruised the faces of three lumberjacks in its first swing.

Hippy plunged at the mob and belabored them right and left with the blazing torch.

More than one jack had to stop fighting long enough to put out the blaze that singed the hair off his head.
Other jacks had run around one end of the camp to rush it from that vantage point.

Joe Shafto and her club met them, and so did the Overland girls.

Without uttering a sound they belabored the ruffians, beating, whacking, prodding and swinging their clubs to good purpose.
"Help! Oh, help!" screamed Emma Dean.
A thrown club had hit her on the leg and felled her.