I sought foeman worthy of my steel.

I leaped into the arena and blew my challenge to the four quarters of Rock"---- "Good f'r you! Settemupagin! Go it, you old balloon," they all applauded.
"Knowing my prowess, I sought a fair fout and no favors.

I met the enemy, and he was mine.

Champion after champion went down before me like--went down like--Ahem! went _down_ before me like grass before the mighty cyclone of the Andes." "Listen to the old blowhard," said Steve.
"Put him out," said the speaker, imperturbably.

"Gentlemen, have I the floor ?" "You have," replied Brown, "but come to the point.