IO2 EASY-CHAIR MEMORIES 



nonchalance as much as to say, " Oh, I know 

 she's all right," but I am sure with many an 

 inward qualm and misgiving that possibly, after 

 all his toil, she may be all wrong. 



She was now delivered over into Mr. Bond's 

 hands, and her owner became a mere spectator. 

 Ten men were set to work to get the launch off 

 the trolly, and put her on to their own slip trolly, 

 which was to carry her down into the river. 



What with shouting and hauling and block- 

 ing and rolling, and lifting up and holding on 

 and letting her down, shoving her sideways 

 ahead and sideways astern, it took those ten 

 men nearly an hour to get the launch on the slip. 



Our boys are what may be called natural total 

 abstainers, but our friendly engineer had pro- 

 vided a bottle of champagne which we, the elder 

 ones, drank to the success of the Columbia. It 

 was intended that K. should baptize the yacht 

 by breaking the bottle against her sides, but 

 somehow the ceremony was overlooked. 



At last the time came when the blocks were 

 removed, and the slip trolly, with her precious 

 burden, glided slowly and steadily down the 

 incline into deep water, and when the trolly and 

 blocks were free of her hurrah ! There she 



