I began to train again very gradually, and the competition was for some reason postponed for a month, thus giving me a little better chance of catching up those men who had had a year s uninterrupted training. Mr. Sandow and two other competent men were the judges. Handicapped as I was by my late illness, I only managed to come in third. I had only a few pounds left, so I resolved to try my luck in New Zealand, and within a week of that decision was watching the lights of Dover and Folkstone sliding past on our starboard side as the Orient liner, Austral, dropped down the Channel. All rights reserved.
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