Rupert Hughes,
The Dozen from Lakerim
“ One shoulder is down.The referee is on all fours, his cheek almost to the ground. He is watching for the meeting of those two shoulders upon the mat.The Kingstonians have given up, and the Trojans have their cheers all ready.And now the despairing Jumbo feels that his last minute has come. But just for the fraction of a second he sees that the cautious Ware is slightly changing his hold.With a sudden, a terrific effort, he throws all his soul into his muscles—closes his arms like a vise on Ware's arms. The Nelson is broken, or weakened into uselessness. ”
