If the latter were not greatly my superior, and I could exert my whole strength to clasp him to me, he was lost.

This time the clever trick did its duty, and my adversary was speedily stretched on the ground.

I turned my back on him, but he rose, panting breathlessly.

"It's like a bear squeezing one." In reply to every question from the older boys who stood around us laughing, he always made the same answer, "Like a bear." I had reason to remember this very common incident in boy life, for it gave me the nickname used by old and young till after my departure.
Henceforward I was always called "the bear." Last year I had the pleasure of receiving a visit from Dr.Bareuther, a member of the Austrian Senate and a pupil of Keilhau.

We had not met for forty years, and his first words were: "Look at me, Bear.