The cheering which followed the giant's downfall was tremendous, and might have been heard on the top of Skiddaw or Saddleback. "Hurrah! hurrah! Well done Wilson!" shouted a hundred voices, while round followed round of applause in rapid succession. It was one of these brilliant and exciting moments, when the miserable party feeling of envy and strife, which sometimes crops up between the two sister counties, was entirely swamped and forgotten. "Thoo wasn't far wrang," exclaimed a hard featured man, with an austere voice, to his next neighbour, sitting by the side of the ring--"Thoo wasn't far wrang, when thoo said Wilson wad throw him." "Wrang!" replied the other in ecstasies, "I wad think nūt! Wilson's like a cooper, thoo sees. He kens hoo to gang roond a cask!" An old "statesman," from about Mungrisedale or Penruddock--wearing a pair of buckskin breeches, whose pint of nut-brown had just been upset in the _furor_--is remembered as having been so worked upon by the excitement of the moment, that he threw his hat in the air, and, in derisive language, addressed himself to anybody and everybody, as follows:--"Ha! ha! my fine fellow! If thoo says Clattan _isn't_ a gud russler, an' wasn't _olas_ a gud russler, thoo tells a heàp o' lees, an' nowte but lees--thoo confoondit taistrel, thoo!" This fall is still talked of at the firesides of the dalesmen of the north--cottars, farmers, and "statesmen"--as one of the most wonderful and dazzling achievements ever witnessed in the wrestling ring. Returning again to the next Keswick meeting which followed, Wilson found no difficulty in walking through the ranks of 1820. When only four men were standing, Tom "Dyer" was drawn against Isaac Mason of Croglin, who at that time was looked upon as a dangerous customer in the ring. It was the opinion of some onlookers that the "Dyer" seemed to be afraid of Mason. Be that as it may, the two not being able to agree about holds--a procedure which has sometimes discredited parties in the ring, and is sorely trying to the patience of spectators--the stewards, after a considerable delay, very properly crossed them both out. Wilson and William Richardson were now the last standers, and the former carried off the Caldbeck hero with ridiculous ease. Litt says, "Richardson had not the shadow of a chance with him." This testimony is exceedingly significant, and says much for Wilson's powers as a wrestler. "Hoo 'at thoo let him hype the' i' that stupid fashion, thoo numb divel, thoo?" said Tom "Dyer," reproachfully, to the loser of the fall, while the latter was engaged in putting his coat on. "What! _he hes it off_--an' that thoo kens as weel as anybody," was the sturdy reply. "I cudn't stop him, ner _thee_ nowder, for that matter, if he nobbut gat a fair ho'd o' the'."