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FOREST AND STREAM. 



[July 7, 1887. 



with energy we bent to our paddles. We hung closely to one 

 shore, hoping to gain on them without being seen, and we did act- 

 ually gain half a mile this way. Then fortune favored, and we 

 reached a chain of islands which ran for some distauce. The hoat 

 had gone to the left, and as soon as it disappeared round the point 

 we shot into the channel on the right and paddled harder than 



We ran on for nearly a mile, and finally the end of the last island 

 came in view. At the same time the current had increased, we 

 saw aline of white foam below us, and the dull ominous roar of 

 the rapids rang in oar ears. The point of the island was but a few 

 yards above the rapids, and was covered with overhanging trees. 

 We ran our canoes in under these, and peering out through the 

 branches we sa w the "tourists" floating down stream. 



Thev believed themselves perfectly secure, for the oars bung 

 idlv in the water, and grouped around a hastily improvised table 

 —the middle seal— sat the trio deep in a game of poker. They 

 were nearly opposite now and close to shore. 



"Pass that 'ere Mike," said Birmingham Pete, "1 take the ." 



"Stop, you villains," shouted Morton, thrusting aside the screen 

 of branches, "pass over that stolen property." 



That card party came to a sudden end. The Englishman fell 

 back in the stern, Mike, first scooping the contents of the pot into 

 his pocket, grabbed the oars and pulled savagely away from us. 

 But Morton was already within a couple of yards and we were 

 close behind. At that moment we struck therapids and plunged in 

 among the hidden rocks. 



The hoat grounded savagely on a sharp ledge and came to a full 

 stop; Morton's canoe struck the end, and, swinging round, plunged 

 on down backward just as Birmingham Pete, aiming a savage 

 blow at him. overbalanced himself and fell in, followed in a 

 moment by Morton himself, whose canoe struck sideways and 

 tilted over. . . , ^ , 



Another moment and wc were through the rapids and Morton 

 was swimming to shore, while his canoe floated on down and was 

 caught uninjured. As we all landed, the "Englishman," dripping 

 wet, crawled out on shore and threw a sorrowful glance out on 

 the river on which his glOBsy plug hat was dancing among the 

 waves and finally sank out of sight. "Just my Masted luck," he 

 muttered. 



Just then the clattering of hoofs in the rear startled us, and, as 

 we looked round, two men on horseback galloped down the road. 

 Tn an instant thev dismounted and had the "Englishman" by the 

 collar. "Let me go! Let me go!" he cried. They shook hinmntil 

 his teeth chattered. 



"Where is our hoat? You villain, we had a long chase, hut we've 

 got our hands on you now." 



" "Pete" wilted at once. "There's your boat," he cried, "go and 

 get it." 



They turned their attention to Mike and his friend, who had 

 now succeeded in getting clear, and were moving on down the 

 river. The glittering barrel of a pistol had a marvelous effect, 

 and they meekly steered in shore. Their captors procured a 

 wagon, and after our property had been restored to us, the three 

 tourists, with their hands ignominiously tied behind them, were 

 driven off to the county seat, only a couple of miles away, where 

 prison cells awaited them. They parted from us effusively, and 

 Sibletown Mike requested us to inform his friends down in Dau- 

 phin county that "he'd be out afore Christmas for shure." The 

 rattle of the wheels died out on the dusty road, and disembarking, 

 we started off on our interrupted journey. 



Long after Christmas, when the spring buds opened and the 

 trees were all in blossom, I met Mike one morning under very 

 different circumstances. He was breaking stone in the public 

 square in company with a gang of tramps, under the watchful eye 

 of a sturdy policeman. He knew me at once. "Shure an' I'm 

 glad to see yez; I only got six months an' Oive been out sense New 

 Years. Pete, did you say? O, the dirty spalteen. He swore as 

 how we stole the boat an 1 enticed him into it, an' shure an didn't 

 they let him clane off. But he jabers I'll lay for him an' 



"Get to work there. Bo quick about, it too." 



The stern voice of the guard broke off our colloquy and I left 

 Mike alone with his hammer and his reflections. 



W. MUHKAT GhAYDON. 



CRUISES ABOUT LAKE CHAMPLAIN. 



WHEREVER the A. C. A. meets it is generally the custom for 

 those who are acquainted with the neighboring cruising 

 grounds to give the fraternity the benefit of their knowledge. 

 Acting on this precedent, the writer would venture the observa- 

 tion that at no time since the organization of the association has 

 a spot for the annual encampment been selected that has offered 

 such a wide range of waters, hoth in variety and extent, combin- 

 ing all that makes canoeing pleasant, as the site which has this 

 year beeu chosen. Lake Champlain and its sister, Lake George, 

 are already familiar to the canoeist and need no description; but 

 the vast wild region to the west, covered with virgin forests, 

 teeming with trout, alive with deer, and studded with almost 

 numberless small lakes, connected by navigable rivers, has been 

 as yet, strange as it may seem, comparatively little frequented by 

 the average canoeist. Perhaps it is the swift water, the occasional 

 necessity of a portage, joined with the fact that the modern canoe 

 is usually decked and built for sailing and wide expanses of water 

 rather than for rapids and small rivers and lakes, that the charm 

 of leaving the ordinary routes has not sufficiently presented itself 

 to the canoeist to induce him to explore the Adirondack^. 



The writer last summer. In company with a friend, paddled 

 through Blue Mountain, Raquette, Forked, Long, Big and Little 

 Tuppers and Rock lakes, besides descending the Racket River. 

 He can truthfully say that if a country was ever made to order for 

 a canoe, that one was. The region above described is within forty 

 or fifty miles of Lake Champlain, and is best reached by the Adir- 

 ondack R. R. north from Saratoga to North Creek, thence thirty 

 miles by stage to Blue Mountain Lake. He can-get into the Sara- 

 nac district from the Racket River by means of a two-mile carry, 

 and can find egress by the Saranac and St. Regis chain of lakes 

 and a newly-constructed railroad to Plat tshurg, seven miles from 

 the proposed camp. Why not give the Adirondacks a trial since 

 they are right in the way of those wishing to visit the meet? 



Another fine and easy trip is to start at Rock Lake, seven miles 

 from Blue Mountain Lake, follow the Rock River a few miles to 

 where it enters the Upper Hudson, down the Hudson to North 

 Creek, a short portage of two miles to the Schroon River and down 

 the Schroon River thirty miles until within seven miles of Lake 

 George, up which lake and Lake Champlain a steamer will carry 

 the canoeist direct to the A. C. A. camp. This trip would, under 

 ordinary circumstances, occupy about two weeks. The writer has 

 a 16ft. double Peterborough open canoe, tent and camping equip- 

 ment at Blue Mountain Lake, with which he intends to take the 

 journey last described, and is willing to take a companion 

 who has the time and who is not afraid of roughing it. 

 305 Fayette Street, Peoria, HI. R. K. Wing. 



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four starters, 

 performance 

 of the mast, tl 

 tens and spars 

 won by Malta, 



QUAKER CITY C. C. REGATTA.-Philadelphia, June 28.— 

 EiliVrr Forest and Stream: The annual regatta of the Q. C. C. C. 

 took place on June 19, the winners being as follows: Class III., 

 paddling, Vixen. A. A. Jackson, first; Caprice, E. H. Barten, sec- 

 ond; four starters. Standing paddling, Malta, J. A. Barfcen.first; 

 others not finishing, three starters. Tandem paddling, Malta,, 

 Jackson and Barten, first; Flash, F. Geigcr and E. H. Barton, sec- 

 ond; Scamp, Munchen and Golze, third, five starters. Class B, 

 T . A. Barten, first; Caprice, E. H. Barten, second; 

 'aprice sailed a pretty close race with Malta, her 

 :ing largely due to her flat sails, winch are all aft 

 mainsail of 50ft. having five battens; all the hat- 

 re of the same length. The silver champion badge, 

 i open to all comers. — S. 

 WATERPROOFING CLOTHING.— A correspondent asks for a 

 method of waterproofing a hunting suit. The Belgian War De- 

 partment has for some time been engaged in experiments with 

 liquid alumina for waterproofing uniforms and clothing, and it 

 has been proved that the following mixture allows the perspira- 

 tion to pass off readily, and in no way injures the color or mater- 

 ial of the fabric; but in order to be done economically and effect- 

 ually, it must be conducted on a large scale: Solutions of equal 

 parts of alum and acetate of lead are made in separate vessels ani l 

 then mixed, when sulphate of lead will he thrown down, leaving 

 acetate of alumina in solution, which is then decanted. The arti- 

 cles to be waterproofed are soaked in this solution and dried in 

 the air without wringing. 



CALLA SHASTA MEET. -The Springfield and Hartford canoe- 

 ists spent their holiday in camping and racing at Calla Shasta, 

 the races being held on July 4. Dr. H. E. Rice, in the Cid, won 

 the single paddling race, and also with Emil Knappe. the ta ndem 

 paddling, Doth using the Narka. Mr. Geo. M. Barney won the 

 limited sailing race in Pecowsic, with Blanche second, and Hornet 

 and Cid following out of 8 starters. Mr. F. A. Nickerson won the 

 upset race and also the prize for canoe gymnastics. Pecowsic 

 agaiu won in the unlimited sailing race, with Nickerson second 

 in Ghost, and Knappe third in Le Cid. Mr. Nickerson also won 

 the standing paddling race. 



PASSAIC RIVER MEET.— A very successful meet was held on 

 the Passaic River from Saturday until Monday, but full reports 

 have not yet been received. 



THE ORION ROWING AND ATHLETIC ASSOCIATION is an 

 organization dating back to 1872, when if sprang into life through 

 the push of Ma jor Jack Kase, Dr. Levering and others as the Orion 

 Rowing Association. In 1.875 it joined issues with the Hudson Ath- 

 letic Cliib,making one of the strongest clubs in the Sfate.eomprising 

 on its roll some of the best of the young citizens of Jersey City and 

 the county of Hudson. It has been growing in strength and popu- 

 larity until now it has between 90 and 100 members on its roster. 

 It has a neat and commodious club house on the Hackensack 

 River, two two-oared barges, two four-oared barges, and several 

 single sculls or shells, as you choose to call them, and an ample 

 and well-furnished athletic room on Newark avenue, opposite the 

 Court House. Under the auspices of one of its most popular 

 members, genial, rollicking Frank Hill, and Captain Brook, a 

 very successful regatta was held on the Hackensack some two 

 weeks since. On the 3d inst. a crew rowed around Staten Island 

 for a flyer for their trip in their new four-oared barge, the Orion, 

 to Troy on the 5th inst. This will be their first long row as a crew. 

 It will he a row of about 170 miles, and they will visit other clubs 

 on their route. They will start from their boat house on the Hack- 

 ensack early in the morning, rowing down the river to Newark 

 Bay, through the Kill von Kull, around Bergen Point, and then to 

 the* pier of the Troy boat. Taking the boat up, they expect to row 

 back. The boys expect to have a good time, though they calculate 

 on some hard work some of the time. The crow will consist of 

 Frank Stone, John Col well, Lew Reed, Brit Kitchen, Charlie 

 Strong and Geo. Reed.— Jacohstaff. 



FIXTURES. 



July. 



7. Boston 2d Cham., Boston. 16. Cor. Cham. Marblehead. 



7. Shamrock-Ti taniaMat ch,N Y 18-31. Intcrlake, Put-in-Bay 

 9. Hull, Club Cruise. 20. Hull, Ladies' Day. 



9. Beverly, Cham., Marblehead. 23. Beverly, Cham,, Nahant, 



9. Great Head, 1st Cham. 23. Monnliquot,Opeu, Weymouth 



9. Quincy, 1st Championship. 24. Quaker City, Cruise, Del. 

 9. Sandy Bay, Harwood Cup, River. 



Rockport. 26. Quincy, 3d Championship. 



9. Greenwich, An'l, Greenwich. 26-28. L. Y. R. A., Cruise and 



10. Atlantic, Cruise. Races, Toronto. 



11. Empire, Annual. New York. 27. Great Head, 2d Cham. 



12. Monatiquot, Club, Weymouth 30. Beverlv, Cham., Mon. Beach. 



13. Great Head. 30. Hull, Cham., Hull. 



16. Beverly, Sweep, Mon. Beach. 30. Cor. Open, Marblehead. 



16. Hull. Cham., Hull. 30. South Boston Club. 

 August. 



1. Sandy Bav, Open, Rockport. 13. Beverlv, Cham., Mon. Beach. 



1. L. Y. R, A., Cruise and Race, 13. Hull, Open, Hull. 

 Charlotte, N. Y. 14-29. Quaker City, Cruise,Ches- 



2. Great Head, Moonlight Sail. apeake Bay. 



2. Sandy Bay, Annual. 16. Cor. Ladies' Race, Marble- 



3. New York Cruise. head. 



4. L. Y. R. A., Cruise and Race, 16-17. Halifax Jubilee Regatta. 

 Oswego. 17. Monatiquot, Cham., Wey- 



6. Beverly, Cham.,Swampscott. mouth. 



0. Great Head. 18. Miramiehi, Race for Cups. 

 6, Monatiquot, 2d cham., Wey- 20. Beverly, Open, Marblehead. 



month. 25. Great Head. 



11. Great Head, 3d Cham. 25. Bar Harbor Open, Bar Har- 

 7-13. Buffalo, Cruise. bor. 



8. L. Y. R. A., Cruise and Race, 26. Quincy, 3d Championship. 

 Kingston, Ont. 37. Great Head. 4th Cham. 



10. Quincy, Review and Ladies' 27. Beverly, Open, Mon. Beach. 

 Day. 27. South Boston Club. 



11. L. Y.R. A., Cruise and Race, 27. Monatiquot,Club. Weymouth 

 Belleville. 30. Hull, Cham., Hull. 



12. Eastern, Fall, Marblehead. 30. Cor. Cham., Marblehead. 



September. 



1. Great Head, Moonlight Sail. 17. Buffalo, Club. 



3. LarchroontFall, Larchmont. 17. Cor. Sweep,, Marblehead. 



3. Sandy Bay, Pen., Rockport. 17. Monatiquot, Club, Weymouth 



3. Monatiquot, Club, Weymouth 24. Great Head. 



8. Quincy, 3d Championship. 24. Monatiqiiot.CIubWeymouth 



10. Cor. Cham., Marblenead, 25. Quaker City, last Cruise, 



10. Beverlv, Sweep., Mon. Beach. Del. River. 



10. Great Head. 26. Cooper's Point, Corinthian, 

 Hi. Mouatiquot.Club, Weymouth Cruise up Delaware River. 



11. Quaker City, Review, Phila. 27. America's Cup Match, N. Y. 

 15. Miramiehi, Race for Cups. 29. America's Cup Match, N. Y. 



October, 

 1. America's Cup Match, N. Y. 



A 



SOMETHING ABOUT STEWARDS. 



GROUP of yachting men were sitting, lazily smoking, on the 

 piazza of the Great Brewster Yacht Club House one evening, 

 waiting to see the colors come down when the sunset gun should 

 he fired on the Commodore's yacht. There were Commodore 

 Ward of the Black Prince, Warren of the Sea King, Hale of the 

 Lady Jane and Wetmore of the Roysterer, besides a number of 

 small-boat owners. 



"By the way," said Hale, looking at his schooner, " I've got a 

 sad experience in store for me." 



"What's up?" all asked with more or less sympathizing in- 

 terest. 



"Oh ! Another new steward," he answered dolefully. * Each 

 one is a revelation of some new phase of human depravity. I am 

 wondering what this man will disclose." The truth was, that the 

 Lady Jane was only 40ft. on her waterline, and her accommoda- 

 tions were so limited that Hale had hard times finding men who 

 would cook there, even with extra high wages. 



"What was the trouble with the last man ?" asked the Commo- 

 dore. 



"His commissions were excessive," answered Hale demurely, 

 "Jones & Son, that I deal with for supplies, said he demanded ten 

 per cent, of all bills, and I discharged him." 



"That was a great mistake," said Warren, "when you know just 

 where a steward's fault is you can know how to get even with 

 him: but now you'll have to begin to watch again. I had a man 

 on the Sea King last year that I thought was going to prove just 

 right; in fact, I kept him all summer and then ga ve him a rousing 

 recommendation when I got ready to pu t the boat up. He left me 

 the day before I began to dismantle, pretending that some one of 

 his family was very sick, and what do you think he did hut go 

 straight into Boston and get a large order of goods from every 

 store that I ever traded at, and had them all delivered at a certain 

 hour at the boat landing; and then he got a job wagon and took 

 the wholejoad somewhere. I never could find where it went, hut 

 he got into me about a hundred dolla rs. He told the storemen all 

 around that we were 'stocking up' to go Down East." 



"That was rough," said Wetmore, "the rascal Eve got now plays 

 this on me: Each time he goes to market he gets a couple dozen 

 extra of eggs that, he trades at the barroom for a good drink on 

 his way back. In keeping the account, though, and when we 

 come to settle, I shall have the price of several hundred dozen, 

 less or more, of eggs to deduct from his pay." 



"Eggs!" said the Commodore, "I caught my steward one day 

 trading a quarter of spring lamb at forty cents a pound for a drink 

 of whisky." 



"And what did you do about it?" asked Wetmore. 



"I couldn't do anything at the time. The man had me at his 

 mercy for 1 had friends aboard for a trip, and of course couldn't 

 discharge him then; but I did as soon as wo got back. After all, I 

 got the worst of it." added the Commodore, laughing at the remin- 

 iscence, "for I paid him up and left him to be set ashore by one of 

 the men. Before he went he stirred coal ashes into the flour bar- 

 rel, so that we had to throw all the flour away; emptied the pepper 

 and spices into the sugar bucket, put salt into the coffee, broke 

 every egg on board, poured kerosene into the pickle jar and wound 

 up by coming into our staterooms and strewing a handful of mus- 

 tard between our sheets. 'Twas a good thing for him that I never 

 could find where he went to." 



"After such a row as that 'simple drunks,' as the court would 

 call them," said Hale, whose, yachting experience was brief, "must 

 seem very unobjectionable. But drinking is one thing I won't put 

 up with. I must have a sober man to work for me." 



"Then I guess you intend to live on air," said Wetmore. "When 

 I first had a yacht 1 stood out for sober men, but 1 found I might 

 as well insist on getting along without fogs. They aU drink just 

 the same when they get a chance." 



"That's about so," assented the Commodore. "I had a man once 

 on the Black Prince that brought a little framed pledge and hung 

 it up in the galley, and I was just green enough to think he meant 

 it. Indeed, he hadn't been on board a week, when he came back 

 from shore one evening raving drunk, and was so noisy that I 

 ordered a man to set him ashore again. He refused to go, grabbed 

 the hoat hook and made a rush for me. My revolver was care- 

 fully packed away, unloaded, in the bottom of my locker, so that 

 didn't do me much good. My sailing master seized the man's arm 



and he at once turned, threw down the boathook, pulled out his 

 knife, and before any one could prevent him, gave the master's 

 hand a bad cut. By that time a seaman and! had come to the 

 rescue, and we simply pitched the fellow overboard into the 

 water." 



"Wasn't you afraid he'd drown?" asked Hale. 



"I was a good deal more afraid bo wouldn't," said the Commo- 

 dore. "We lowered a boat and ho scrambled into it. The wetting 

 brought him too. a little, and when he got ashore— we were in 

 Gloucester that night— 1 couldn't find a policeman right awav, 

 and the fellow slipped out of sight in the dark, and we never heard 

 of him again. 1 made my master a handsome present for his in- 

 jury and hunted up a new steward." 



"Well, you have had bard luck," continued Wetmore. "I onoe 

 had two men get to fighting in the forecastle. One had a marlin 

 spike and the other a hammer, but before they had either of them 

 hurt the other seriously the steward ran in from the galley and 

 threw a handful of pepper right into their faces. Well, the fight 

 ended, of course, I discharged the men and the steward left too, 

 because he said they would manage to get even with him and he 

 must got out of their way, so I had to make him a present to pay 

 him for his interference and then get a new crew. Wouldn't it 

 be fine if we didn't have to eat at all? If we could just fill our 

 water tanks and start for a cruise!" 



"I thought you were going to say fill our demijohns and start," 



compensation after all. Since I'm my own steward, I've no one 

 to find fault with. An alcohol lamp and a can-opener make my 

 galley furnishings complete." 



"You're too modest," said Wetmore, rctaliatingly. "You've 

 overlooked your corkscrew." Every one laughed at this sally, 

 and then be went on to say, "Warren, what made you get rid of 

 your steward in Portland last year? You know you wouldn't tell 

 at the time." 



"Well, that was too much," said Warren. "Do you remember 

 that cross-eyed Irishman I had then? He was just about my size 

 and as impudent a fellow as you ever met, but smart and capable 

 too. I sent the Sea King ahead to Portland to wait for me till I 

 could get away for an eastern cruise, and that villain used to put 

 on my fleet captain's uniform and go ashore and swell around pre- 

 tending to he me, and I actually met him on the wharf myself in 

 that, rig. He even had on a pair of eye-glasses, and was so far 'set 

 up' when I saw him that he was sitting down on a pile of dry fish 

 to recuperate. Now you know why I didn't use my uniform the. 

 last end of the season, but I felt too cheap to tell before. To add 

 to the scrape, the fellow had been in a bar room, whore he had sat 

 down on a sheet of sticky fly-paper before he had takon his repose 

 on the fish pile, and you may imagine the consequences. As for 

 my coat, he had leaned up against some freshly tarred ropes some 

 where, and that was all in a mess. I fell you I was the maddest 

 man in Portland when I saw him. I just snaked him on to his 

 feet, and the way that coat came off wasn't slow. I was so mad 

 that I gave it a fling over the wharf into the sea, as I supposed, 

 but it reaUy fell into a boat, and a few minutes later I saw a 

 man rowing off for dear life with his prize before any one might 

 claim it and get it back. I dare say the coat, does 'duty on the 

 Grand Banks on some fisherman's hack. I was still scolding 

 and shaking the tipsy fellow, and, as usual, a, small crowd 

 of boys and men had gathered around, when a happy idea 

 took me. I told the crowd that anybody might have the pants 

 that would get them off, for they were mine. A first- 

 class row was well under way, and the crowd were pulling and 

 hauling the wretch round in grand style, when a policeman 

 appeared and sort of settled things. I found I could not appear 

 against the man in court without delaying my cruise, and so I 

 didn't have the policeman arrest him, but told the fellow to stay 

 there till I should send his belongings off to him from the yacht. 

 I didn't owe him anything, for I had paid him a week's advance 

 wages when he left Boston, hut he felt pretty humble, I tell you. 

 One boy had run off with his suspenders, and hoth my back pants 

 pockets were torn down a foot or less in the scuffle. A darky was 

 parading round with the eye glasses on, and the dirtiest boy you 

 ever saw had mounted my naval cap. I wanted to give the fellow 

 a good kicking. but the policeman persuaded— in fact, you might 

 say coerced— me not to. So I finally telegraphed to Boston for a 

 new steward and then went on hoard. By good luck a new man 

 was sent down on the night train, and so that little episode didn't 

 delay me long, but the captain kept a sharp look out all night for 

 fear the man might come out and do us some harm." 



"What harm could he do?" asked Hale, whose ideas were 

 rapidly broadening as to steward possibility. 



Oh, he might have come aboard slyly and stolen something. 1 

 know a man who cut an anchor cable just out of spite, and so the 

 vessel drifted until the first thing that any one noticed she was 

 stuck in a mud bank, and the tide went out and left her there, so 

 that the party on board had to wait till flood tide to get off. The 

 time wasu't the worst part cither, for when the flats were dry they 

 smell horribly in the hot sun, and the people on hoard were nearly 

 perished for a breath of sweet air. This happened in Salem Har- 

 bor, and I dare say you have smelt the flats t hat catch the refuse 

 from the tanneries. Some of the party were sick for weeks after, 

 it was like being poisoned." 



"I begin to think," said Hale, "that the best way to do would be 

 to enlist a steward, as they do in the navy, and have a code of dis- 

 cipline that could be enforced." 



"Then they don't get rid of trouble." put in a hitherto silent 

 listener. "A cousin of mine, a commander in the North Atlantic 

 Squadron, told me that they had frequently to punish their stew- 

 ards, and that they made more trouble than all their men besides." 



"I've heard enough for one time," said Hale, rising to whistle 

 his call for his tender. "Your yarns beat mine, though I thought 

 I'd had a hard time. All these stewards you tell about have been 

 vicious men. I had a non-compos man once that was about as bad 

 to deal with. He hadn't the first idea of how much or in what 

 proportion to buy things. He laid in forty dozen eggs in Boston 

 to take Down East, where eggs are fresh and cheap. He actually 

 bought a whole half-barrel of pig's feet at one time, and you know 

 that my galley is so small that I buy flour in a paper bi»g. He'd 

 buy a gallon of milk when the ice chest was empty, and all sorts 

 of like things. What he cooked was well enough, hut his buying 

 was beyond all belief. I threatened one day to make him eat all 

 the wasted things; but he answered serenely that nothing was 

 wasted, for if things didn't keep he just threw them overboard. 

 So to save myself from bankruptcy I had to get rid of him. But 

 my boa t is coming and I must go. Good-bye." 



"Good-bye!" said the Commodore, and the lit tie compa ny all rose 

 to disperse, fur it was getting dark and the anchor lights were 

 snining brightly from the fleet in harbor. "Tell us your new stew- 

 ard's failing when you find it out, will you?" 



"All right, I Will," answered Hale. 



"I don't believe you'll tell us any new trick," said Wetmore, 

 laughing at his recollections, "I haven't begun to disclose my ex- 

 perience with stewards yet." 



"Nor I," added Warren, "another time I'll tell you more. Good- 

 bye." ■ "* G. E. Rhse. 



A CENTERBOARD FN BRITISH WATERS.— The centerboard 

 cutter Murre, lately described in the Forest and Stream, de- 

 signed by Captain Bayly, of Exmouth, has been tried and has 

 proved quite speedy, as well as very convenient. She lately ar- 

 rived at her future home, creating a decided sensation. The 

 E.re t < )■ P'Wt says : "The ancient and historical borough of Lyme 

 Regis has been long famed for the fossils found in its neighbor- 

 hood, and from its blue lias come the finest specimens in the British 

 Museum. It would appear, however, that this fossil character- 

 istic of Lyme is not solely confined to the geological formation of 

 its soil, but is largely developed also in its inhabitants, or at. least 

 that portion of them who foUow tho briny, as was amusingly 

 illustrated by their various remarks on the Murre when she 

 arrived at the port of her destination on Monday last. Her clip- 

 per how, as she rounded the Cobb, first raised their bile, and came 

 in for a whole volume of wholesome abuse, but when by tho 

 ebbing of the tide she was left dry, and the economy of her entire 

 underwater body became apparent to the nautical critic, the 

 adverse feeling reached its climax, and the forcible adjectives 

 that flew about were quite worthy of a Tanner or a Healy and 

 fully uu to the standard of Mr. Gladstone's following in the House 

 of Commons. Her cutaway forefoot; the mysterious and wonder- 

 ful apparatus inside by which she could draw flft. of water when 

 afloat, though then squatting like a duck punt; the wide iron 

 keel and, above all, her sitting upright upon tho ground without 

 any support from legs or shores, created a feeling of antagonism 

 in the minds of the ancient mariners of Lyme, which vented itself 

 in observations indicative of abhorrence and disgust. Familiarity 

 may in time ameliorate these feeliugs, but at present the Murre 

 is regarded not only as a monstrosity but as a sort of "Franken- 

 stein," a creation positively diabolical, as a something against 

 nature, and a direct flying in the face or a Diviue Providence." 



LAUNCH OF THE VOLUNTEE R .— On June 30 the new steel 

 yacht building for Gen. Paine bv Pusey & Jones, of Wilmington, 

 was launched in the presence of Mr. Burgess and a large number 

 ot spectators. She was taken in tow on Saturday by the tug Ocean 

 King, and started for Boston, arriving at 3 A. M. on July 5. Law- 

 ley & Son will rig her. 



