Presently he felt something fall lightly across his chest, slip down to his hand, and then crawl slowly up his arm to the shoulder, where it tightened and gripped.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
The ring and the chest-he had not forgotten them, but by no means would he mention them.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
A sudden savage thrust sank the blunt steel into the bear's chest.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook