EASY-CHAIR MEMORIES IOI 



afoot, chief mourners, as one of them said, fol- 

 lowing the launch to her watery grave. In 

 about two hours the trolly with its load was 

 triumphantly deposited at Bond's Wharf, Tap- 

 low. It was one o'clock by this time, and Mr. 

 Bond's workmen were at dinner. K. and I 

 had followed the launch in our pony-trap, and 

 we arrived at the same time. 



Many different opinions were propounded as 

 to how our boat would behave herself in the 

 water. One expressed the opinion that she 

 would certainly dip her bows into the water 

 with her stern in the air ; another thought she 

 would dip her stern and lift her bows to the 

 sky ; more than one seemed to think she was 

 lopsided and must certainly capsize; another, 

 again, was sure, and I confess I was of the same 

 pessimistic way of feeling, that she would most 

 probably go right down to the bottom and be 

 no more seen. 



When Mr, Bond, son of the great boat and 

 yacht builder, came down, he examined our 

 amateur performance with a professional and 

 critical eye, and he said quietly : 



" I think she will do." 



The master amateur builder put on an air of 



