Trooper 3809: A Private Soldier of the Third RepublicDecle, Lionel
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Trooper 3809: A Private Soldier of the Third Republic
Decle, Lionel
France. Armée -- Military life
Under ordinary circumstances Piatte would have been at a disadvantage,
but so powerful was his grasp that Jeannot, though the taller man,
could not bend to catch his opponent round the waist, while Piatte
fairly encircled his man--over the arms, it is true, but under the
elbows. For a few seconds the two men held each other in a grip of
iron, but I noticed that, while Jeannot was panting, Piatte did not
seem out of breath. Then Piatte, with a tremendous effort, lifted
Jeannot slightly from the ground; but, as he did so, Jeannot arched
himself to regain his footing, and both men crashed heavily to the
floor: they both fell on the side without loosening their grip, but
Piatte quickly disengaged his left hand from under his adversary's
body, with the evident intention of using his two hands to force his
shoulders down. Taking advantage of the movement, Jeannot, arching
himself on his head and feet, so that his two shoulders should not
touch the ground, succeeded in turning Piatte a little round, and
nearly managed to get on the top of him. Before he could do so,
however, Piatte had slipped one hand on Jeannot's shoulder, and placed
his other hand against his waist, thus pushing him away. Jeannot was
still holding Piatte round the body, but the moment Piatte slipped his
hand on to his shoulder he let go, and, with one hand on the ground,
pushed himself away from Piatte, and the next instant both men were
kneeling alongside each other. With a hand planted firmly on the
ground, each one tried in turn to grasp the other by the waist, but in
vain.
It was a fine sight to see these two powerful athletes rooted to the
ground in grim silence, broken only by the impact of hands against
muscular backs. At last Jeannot managed to encircle Piatte's waist,
but, before he had succeeded in doing so, Piatte had caught him round
the neck; for a second they were entangled, but Jeannot threw his legs
up, and, turning a back somersault, slipped his hand from Piatte's
arm and fell on his feet, standing in front of his adversary. Piatte
had meanwhile remained on his knees, and, with tremendous efforts,
Jeannot tried to move him, first by seizing him by the waist, then by
the shoulders. But Piatte remained immovable as a rock. He told me
afterwards that his chief object was to let Jeannot exhaust himself
while he was saving his own wind.
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