Frontier and pioneer life -- Juvenile fiction; Shawnee Indians -- Juvenile fiction
“Only one. If he lays you on your back you must give up your gun to the
Antelope. You will not have another chance, but will have to go without
a rifle till you can get one somewhere else.”
“In all the wrestling matches I ever saw it was the best two out of
three falls. The fellow may play some trick on me.”
“You mustn’t let him,” said Victor, impatiently; “you know as many
tricks as he. Remember I’ve got my eye on you, and if he beats you,
you’ll have to take a turn with me.”
“Save your strength for yourself,” replied George. “Well, I’m ready,” he
added, addressing his dusky friend.
The spectators formed a sort of ring, and the youths advanced to the
middle, each warily watching the other and on the alert for the first
advantage.
The wrestling bouts of the early days were not conducted as in these
times. The rule was for the contestants to take their places with their
sides touching, and each with his arm around the waist or neck of the
other. The same style still prevails in many places remote from towns.
When thus interlocked the contestants began the struggle, twisting,
bending, straining and tugging with might and main and with all the
skill the two could bring to their aid. The spectacle of wrestlers
standing face to face and using their toes to feint and tap each other,
most of the motions being simultaneous, like two fighting chickens,
while watching a chance to catch the other unawares, was formerly
unknown in this country.
It will be noted that in the old style, provided both were right or
left-handed, one of the wrestlers had a manifest advantage, since his
stronger side was turned toward the weaker side of the other. Among boys
this advantage was often decided by lot, or by the first shout of his
claim by one of the contestants. The handicap served also to even
matters when there was a marked superiority of strength or skill on the
part of one youth.
George Shelton was right-handed, like most boys, and he determined not
to yield that point to the other. It speedily developed, however, that
the Antelope was left-handed, for he voluntarily placed his left arm
over the shoulders of George—something he would not have done had his
right side been the stronger.
Instead of placing his arm under that of his foe, George Shelton slipped
it on top, though not much was gained thereby. He made up his mind that
if there was to be any strangling done he would do his share. Thus they
stood, with every nerve braced and every sense alert, waiting for the
first test.
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