Feb. 23, 1889.} 



FOREST AND STREAM. 



FIXTURES. 



Jm>m. 



1. Larchmont, Spring. 18-30-22. Katrina-Titania, N. Y. 

 3-5-7. Katrina-Shamrock, N. Y. 22. Beverlv,Marbleh'd,lst Cham 

 15. Corinthian, Marbleliead. 26. Picon, Club. 



15. Soawan haka, Annual, N. Y. '20. Corinthian, Marhlehead. 



16. Lynn, Club, Lynn. 29. BevorlyJYIou. Beach, IstOpen 



17. Seawanhaka, 40ft. Class, N.Y 



July. 



4. Larchmont, Annual. 13. Lynn, Club, Lvnn. 



4. Beverly, Mon Beach, 1st Buz. 13. Beverly, Mon.Beach,Sd Open 



Bay. 13 Corinthian, Marbleliead. 



4. Bevcrlv, Marbleh'd, 1st Cup. 17. Pleon, Club Cruise. 



4. llydo. Park.Anuual.Chicago. 20. Be verly, Marbleliead, 8d Cup. 

 0. Beverly, Marbleh'd, 2d Cham 24. Pleon, Club. 



fl. Sippican, Annual. Marion. 27. Corinthian. Marhlehead. 

 —.Knickerbocker, 20ft. craft, 27. Beverly, Mon. Beach, 2d Buz. 



Ocean Race. Bay. 

 — . Seawanhaka, Annual Cruise 31. Pleon, Open. 

 10. Pleon Club, 1st Cham. 



AoGtrST. 



3. Sippican, Olub, Marion. 34. Lynn, Excursion, Lynn. 



3. Beverly. Marbleh'd, 1st Cup. 24. Bevcrlv, Mon. Beaoh,3d Open. 



7. Pleon, 2d Cham. 34 Larchmont, Oyster Boats. 



3. Lynn, Club, Lynn. 24. Corinthian, Marbleliead. 



10. Lynn, Ladies' Day, Lynn. 28. Pleon, Sail off. 

 10. Corinthian, Marbleliead. 31. Beverly, Marbleh'd, 1st Open 

 17. Beverly .Marbleh'd, 3d Cham 31. Sippican, Club, Marion. 

 21. Pleon, 3d Cham. 



Septembhti. 



2. Lynn, Open, Lynn. 12. Beverly, Mon. Beach, 3d Buz. 



5. Beverly, Mon.Beaeh,2d Open Bay. 



2. Corinthian, Marhlehead. H. Corinthian, Marhlehead. 



7. Beverly, Marhlehead, 3d Cup 14. Lynn, Club, Lynn. 



7. Larchmont, Pall Annual. 21. Beverly. Marbleh'd, Sail Off. 



28. Lynn, Club. Lynn. 



A CRUISE IN A DORY. 



CHIPS FKOM THE MONA'S LOO, 



[Continued from pa#e 09.] 

 T>OCK VILLAGE is a cluster of edd buildings set in queer 

 JA) places. It is the calmest and most self-possessed town I ever 

 saw. Along the water's edge si ubs and snags predominate, rude 

 cenotaphs of the departed sous of a once noble forest, bleached 

 and picturesque. The river is spanned by an old-fashioned cov- 

 ered bridge, 900ft. long. What a Mecca this long, dimly-lighted 

 inclosure must be for the highwayman, and what a wholesome 

 dread the belated foot passenger has for its gruesome echoe . The 

 structure was built in 1828, is supported by four piers, and boasts 

 of a draw. As the tide hurried us along the left bank, we were 

 hailed by a party of tramps, and as our replies were not very 

 nicely worded a volley of stones and abuse was showered upon us 

 till we were far beyond the reach of both. 



Merriinac port soon hove into sight, and getting under the lee 

 of Vhe old wharf we tied up and cocked a good meal. The east 

 wind was chilly, and we were in no hurry to breast it. A catboat 

 shot around the wharf, and before her headway could be stopped 

 she carried away my rudder. The skipper of the stranger whs 

 profuse iu his apologies, and insisted on paying for the damage. 

 A blacksmith was handy and in a few minutes the fracture was 

 repaired. 



The tide had turned when we started out again, and with the 

 heavy wind our progress was slow. In a few minutes we met a 

 tug with several coal barges hound up the river, and a number of 

 scows were ashore high and dry. As the afternoon waned we 

 reached Amesbury, which seemed built upon the hills that guard 

 the river. Farms and pastures stretch away from the water, and 

 a number of sailing craft were moored at the wharves. Here we 

 saw evidence of salt water in the thatch and weed on the muddy 

 banks. The rule is very strong in this part of the river, and after 

 a hard and difficult pull we crept under Deer Island bridge. This, 

 the first bridge, of the kind in the United States, was built in 1702, 

 and is a chain structure, crossing to Deer Island, where is the 



Ben. Perley Poore has a chateau a little further on. We landed 

 upon Eagle Island just below Deer Island, and within full view 

 of Mewburyport and the spider-like railroad bridge. Being tired 

 we got supper and then turned in, to he awakened by a tremen- 

 dous splashing and roar in the river. It was only a steamboat of 

 the stern-wbeel type. We bad got fairly composed again when 

 we heard low voices and rho sound of oars in the river close be- 

 side us. Visions of river thieves and a light in the dark made me 

 tremble, but the intruders turned out to be a couple, of young 

 people out for an evening row. 



When morning dawned we were stirring, and the Mona went 

 across the river and up a narrow creek to the Almshouse for some 

 milk. The keeper's daughter, a fine-looking girl she was, milked 

 the cow and would accept no money in payment. When I got 

 back 15x30 was grumbling because I was gone an hour and a half. 

 Time flies fast when one has good companions, and perhaps the 

 belle at the Amesbury Almshouse can explain what detained me. 

 so long. After a hasty breakfest and a plunge into the river from 

 the crumbling wharf in front of the dancing pavilion, we hoisted 

 sails for a race down the river to Newburyport. A cool breeze 

 from the west careened us merrily along, and as usual the dory 

 outsailed the canoe. I do not brag when I say that from experi- 

 ence I am certain a well-modelled sailing dory can whip a canoe 

 of the same length of waterline and depth of draft, and it is vastly 

 more comfortable sailing in a dory, too. Let me sav right here 

 that at Eagle Island I hauled the Mona at least 50ft. from the 

 water over uneven ground and through bushes without assistance 

 and with little exertion, and she is an 18-footer. 



We ran under the bridges and made fast to a wharf under the 

 stern of a condemned steamer of very ancient and peculiar model. 

 Climbing the slimy ladder we made our way over tumble-down 

 piers, and for the first time honored Newburyport with our pres- 

 ence. There is very little variety in the architecture, and the 

 size of the old houses is amazing. Each one would do for a hotel. 

 We saw the house once occupied by Lord Dexter, the man who 

 wrote a book and placed the punctuation marks at the end to be 

 distributed by the reader as he pleases. Years ago Newbury port 

 was one of the most important of New England's seaports. In 

 1792 alone ninety vessels left its stocks. With natural pride the 

 citizens claim that their grandfathers destroyed tea in Market 

 Square before the Mohawks threw it into Boston Harbor. In 1807 

 the tonnage of the port was over 30,000. But now this ancient 

 activity is hushed, the city is slow and its future a blank. 



Again embarking we beaded for Black Rocks, where the Merri- 

 mac enters the sea. The river lay like a wonderful painting be- 

 fore us; on either hand the green, level marshes, dotted with 

 thousands of hay-stacks perched upon smail piles, lifting them 

 out of reach of high tides, reminding one of an encampment of 

 Indians on a prairie, beyond the flatlands the blue, hazy hills, 

 while across the sunlit waters rise the gray fantastic sandhills, 

 and— 



"Long aud low, with dwarf trees crowned, 

 Plum Island lies, like a whale aground." 



Against the silvery beaches, glimmering in the hot sunlight, 

 flit the countless sails of pleasure and commerce, while upon the 

 bars and spits the breakers rush with tumbling crests. 



The tide was full, and we had for company a number of clain- 

 mers who were bound for the flats. They reach the ground at 

 half tide and anchors When the flats are bare they dig till the 

 incoming tide floats their boats. 



Plum Island is at the mouth of the river, and is a desert of 

 shifting sands blown into graceful curves by the heavy gales. It 

 is a mere sandbar stretching nine miles parallel with the coast, 

 with now and than a dwarf plum tree struggling out of the drift- 

 ing sand. A range of hills about 20ft. high forms a sort of wind- 

 break, and behind these were a number of tents owned by manv 

 campers. The island is a drearv Sahara on the ocean side, a 

 waste of land and foaming surf. 



We landed at Black Rocks, a summer resort opposite Plum 

 Island, and patronized a shooting gallery till the most of our 

 money had changed hands. One of 15.x30's bullets struck his 

 canoe, and there was no end of trouble until the riddled hull was 

 plugged. A nice-looking girl sauntered along and was inspecting 

 us from a distance when the gallant canoeist invited her to try a 

 trip on the river. She accepted, and 1 saw no more of canoe or 

 crew till dark. That night we slept in a tent kindly proffered by 

 the owner of the shooting gallery. How the sand fleas did bite"; 

 and how glad I was when morning dawned. We had fresh Gun- 

 ners and clams for breakfast, and crossing the river entered a 

 creek which winds through a level marsh between waving banks 

 Of thatch on one side and gray sandhills on the other. Reaching 



the bridge which connects Plum Island with the mainland we 

 helped a sailboat skipper open the draw. From this point the 

 river gradually widens, and with a free wind we soon sighted 

 Parker River and then the Romlev. At Crape Island wo dined 

 beneath an old willow; and as the sky looked threatening crossed 

 the river, here two miles wide and landed at Little Neeklipswich, 

 opposite the famous Beach Bluffs. We hauled the boats into 

 Joe TToyt's front yard, if a strip of shingle can be called bv such a 

 name, and were soon welcomed by the old lobsterman with a gift 

 of half a dozen lobsters and some clams. Wo had a jolly meal 

 and then went across the river in Joe's dory and spent the evening 

 at the hotel. It was blowing hard when we ret urned, wind against 

 sea, and was very rough, in fact i he rips a nd eddies reminded me 

 ot ttie bobble that such acoudtfion causes in Vineyard Sound. The 

 spray dashed over us and rowing was a hai d task'. A bright light- 

 in Jo 's house was our beacon, and after traversing three times 

 the distance necessary because of the current, wo got ashore, 

 lhat night, a thunder squall blew both dory and canoe over and 

 we sought, shelter beneath the pig pen which forms the L of the 

 fisherman's humble abode. Morning came at last, and in a heavy 

 breaking sea and dense fog we rounded Big Neck into the Ipswich 

 River, and crossing in the tideway found smooth water m Fox 

 Creek. This stream is a canal, and was cut years ago through 

 the marshes to the Essex River, several miles distant, to float 

 ship timber and avoid vessel freight and the open sea. The canal 

 is higher thau the creeks at, its outlets, and is dry at third tide. 

 Here we met with an accident. A low bridge crosses the canal 

 and 1 thought it was sufficiently high to admit the Mona, iu safety! 

 Vv hen exactly beneath the narrow structure she. stuck fas*, and 

 the rapidly rising tide rose inch by inch as the boat was held by 

 the heavy planking above There I was iu a trap. The bow and 

 stern were held by the heavy planking above, aud I could not cap- 

 size the boat, and free myself 1 saw by the tide, mark that the 

 water would rise within six inches of the supporting beams, a nd 

 that to remain where 1 was meant to drown. My companion 

 grew frantic aud rushed away for an axe, which luckily was soon 

 found at a neighboring house. The planks wen; taken tip and the 

 dory liberated, but her deck and gunwales were badly hacked in 

 the operation. 



An hour brought us into tire broad inlet behind Hog Island, the 

 birth place of Rufus GllOate. A mile further on is Cross Island, 

 and at the mouth of Essex River the Sugar Loaf to vers, between 

 sky and ocean, and beyond to the right the rocky coast, of Cape 

 Ann bids defiance to the battering of the open ocean. Up the 

 river valley lies the town of Essex, the dearest spot on earth to 

 me. But three miles separated us from frienos, aud at noon tide 

 the. first stage of the Mona's wanderings were ended. 



It was early morning when we left Essex. 1 say we, because 

 my cousin had shipped as foremast hand. We launched the Mona 

 off the slippery mud bank, which was the site, vears ago, of a 

 ship yard. But times have changed since prakeys were built;at 

 Essex Landing, and so has the creek. Time was when an 80-ton 

 schooner would float in its brackish water; now there are barely 

 4ft. of water at high. tide. The channel is filled with rank match 

 and hammocks, aud the sluggish current is hardly sufficient to 

 drain the long, narrow ditches in the neighboring marshes. We 

 found it necessary to polo the dory as far as High Island, and 

 then rowing to Essex Bridge found ourselves in a ship building 

 district. Essex is noted the "world over for her build of vessels, 

 and to-day there are upward of five hundred fishermen and coast- 

 ers with the word "Ess. ex" carved in their main beams. Passing 

 through the locks with the young ebb we left the ship yards 

 behind and entered the liver proper. Here a 900-ton schooner 

 had been successfully launched, but 1 doubt if it could be done 

 now, as the ri ver is constantly filling up and narrowing its chan- 

 nel. A petition is in circulation asking for an appropriation to 

 dredge the Essex River. Unless sometning is done the river will 

 close and ruin the industry. 



Clam Point was soon reached, and it is a veritable clam point, 

 for the river bank and narrow streets are white with clam shells. 

 Here the fishermen live in houses not much better than hen 

 coops. We made, sail on the Mona, and with the tide in our favor 

 were fairly on our way "down river." Will started the oil stove, 

 greased up the frying-pan with some thin slices of bacon. Ccffee 

 was brewed and smoothed with condensed milk, and breakfast 

 was announced. We enjoyed it immensely, and did ample justice 

 to our early morning meal. 



Before leaving Essex I had purchased a $3.00 compass, a water 

 keg, half a box ot pilot bread, some milk in bulk, coffee and oil. 

 The dory's deck had been repaired where 15x30's axe had splin- 

 tered it on Fox Creek, and we felt ourselves prepared for any 

 reasonable emergency. 



In twenty- live minutes we reached the narrows between Cross 

 Island and Conomo Point. Here the i-tream is about 300yds. 

 wide, and the swirls and eddies in the contracted space remind 

 me of the boiling of a huge caldron. At flood tide mid-channel 

 seems lifted above the river level, while along both banks are 

 genuine whirlpools. It is impossible to row against the current, 

 and mariners have to wait for a favorable tide to get through. 



Clearing these salt rapids, we forged past South and North 

 Spits, where countless seals bask at low water, and sandbirds 

 are to be found in great aoundanoe in their season. Sugar Loaf 

 raised its mottled sandhills on the starboard bow, and to port 

 the long, low beach with its rusty, bullet-riddled beacon was 

 awash with long lines of tumbling surf. We had reached the 

 mouth of the river, and in a few minutes passed the breakers on 

 the bar and were at sea. A bright, blue sky was overhead, with a 

 woolly cloud here and there. The sun flashed over the surface of 

 the shining water, bathing the red rocks of Cape Ann in soft 

 color, as with a hazy, smoky veil. There was not a breath of au- 

 to stir the heaving swells, and the boundless ocean stretched 

 away in a broad surface of glossy satin without a, ruffle to crease 

 it. A fleet of sand dredgers lay at anchor behind tne Loaf drying 

 their sails in the warm air. The beautiful picture brought to 

 mind the line: 



"A painted ship upon a painted ocean." 



A dory was coming out of the river laden with lobster pots. 

 The slender oars moving leg-like on either side of the boat sug- 

 gested a water-bug spitefully crawling over the sleeping water. 

 When the fisherman was abreast us Will inquired of him how far 

 it was to the Isle of Shoals. "Twenty miles nor'east," came back 

 the reply, and the lone fisherman headed for the mouth of Squam 

 River, 



"Let's go to the Shoals," said Will, "the wind is coming and 

 there will be plenty of it." "Let's wait till it gets here, and then 

 see," said I. In a few minutes the shining surface was crinkled 

 and broken into dancing wavelets, and we were bowling along 

 with wind abeam, our course laid northenst into the dazzling 

 sunglade. The wind freshened and the spray flew over our for- 

 ward deck like a hatful of feathers tossed on the breeze. The 

 horizon would take a slant, toward the bows and then toward the 

 stern, and the little Mona seemed to heartily enjoy the se< -saw. 



A half hour passed and I noticed Will was very quiet. The 

 pitching of the boat grew worse and he was evidently sick. The 

 deep courtesies of the dory seemed to acknowledge" his copious 

 tribute to Neptune. At 9 o'clock we sighted the Shoals. Away 

 over the bows was the dim, bluish shadow of land, while astern 

 the Heethi.bg wake of the dory trailed away in a line of snowacross 

 the green ridges of water. We laid our course for the lighthouse 

 on White Island, towering high up on the gray, broken cliffs. A 

 fishing schooner bore down past us, sweeping along with a line of 

 snowy froth along her glistening sides. She was leaning under 

 the press of canvas, each sail as hard as a board and traced with 

 the dark shadows of her shrouds and rigging. All hands crowded 

 to the rail as she swarmed by. and in answer to their nail I 

 shouted, "Mona, Essex for White Island," and in a moment ner 

 stern was in view settliug iuto the boiling wake. She was the 

 Sarah C. Wharf, Gloucester. 



W r e ran in between the low ledges that, make out between White 

 and Star islands, past Londoners with its curious knobs, past 

 Cedar Island, where the tide runs like a sluice and the submerged 

 ledges are thick on every haud, and at H o'clock were m Haley's 

 Cove, Smutty Nose, and went ashore. Some women were attend- 

 ing fish flakes and their babies at the same time, and both were 

 getting a wholesome airing. A number of fishermen came in, 

 and, after inspecting the Mona, advised us to haul her ashore if 

 we intended to stop on the island, as the wind would haul before 

 midnight. I then noticed that the smacks, 20 to 40 tons, were 

 lying at their moorings, their mainsails slatting and shivering, in 

 readiness to slip and run in case of a blow. We rambled over the 

 island and were struck with its peculiar formation. At the tide 

 level were immense masses of rock weed, then rising pasture land, 

 from which eminence white and gray boulders cropped out of the 

 sod in every direction. I could not help but think of them as 

 gravestones for the mariners who have come, to grief in the past 

 300 years upon the cruel ledges which surr jund the island. 



When we returned to tne cove we saw reason in the fishermen's 

 warning. The water had assumed a dull, leaden hue; in the east 

 there was a sullen bank, into which the soft, beautiful haze of 

 the morning lead thickened. "That bank means fog and wind," said 

 Will, who had par.ially recovered from his indisposition (T put it 

 indisposition because he is a bigger man than I). The .schooners 

 had dropped their moorings, and were standing for the New 

 Hampshire coast for a more secure harbor. We put the roller 

 under the Mona, and heavily loaded as she was easily moved her 

 into the lee of a fish house, and made ready for the night. The 



tent was put up, tho mast holes plugged, and finally the dory was 

 lashed to the ground to prevent a possible upset. Will can." hi 

 three cununers, and with the delicacies aboard we had n ^o%| 

 hearty supper. Lighting our pipes wo talked for an hour with 

 two old. fishermen, and sought our comfortable cabin. It blew 

 hard all night, but we slept through it all. Geo. S. HttDSOtsr. 



[to BE CONCI.UI) BJ3.1 



CHANGES IN YACHT MEASUREMENT. 



IN presenting the following report to the New York Y. C. at ihe 

 annual meeting, the measurer of the club, Mr John Hyslop 

 has started fairly the movement for a thorough revision of the 

 present rules of measurement whose defects we have lately com- 

 mented on. Mr. Hyslop was mainly instrumental in seem in ' the 

 adoption of the present length and sail area rules in the S.awan- 

 haka Corinthian Y. C. and from his thorough familiarity 

 with the subject in both its practical and theoretic, bearings no 

 one is better qualified than he to criticise the rule. 



At tho time when both rules were adopted, 18*3, it was under- 

 stood that they were but compromises, and by no means the 

 most desirable; but as it, was the New York Y. C. onlv adopted 

 the rule after much opposition from the friends of the ' bulk 

 rule. The experience of six seasons has justified fully the 

 wisdom of the changes, but at the same time has shown that tho 

 new rule was far from perfect, and it is evident that a further 

 change is now imperative. The following report emphasizes the 

 same points that we have already called attention to IU« grati- 

 fying to know that it was very well received by he club, and as 

 a result a committee, consisting of Mr. Hvsloo, 'Gen. Pai.ie. Vice- 

 Corn. Latham A. Fish, and Messrs. A. Cary Smith and ft. A. Wil- 

 lard was appointed to report, on the revision of the present rule. 

 After calling the attention of owners who wish their yachts 

 measured to the importance, of giving prompt notice and suitable 

 opportunity to the measurer, Mr. Hyslop continued as follows: 



Another, and, as it appears to him, a more important matter 

 to which your measurer would respectfully invite vonr cai nest 



If the subject were canvassed among yachtsmen, there would 

 probably be found (a common agreement of opinion among 

 those who have given thought to the subject) that it is no 

 proper f unction or purpose of a club to favor or foster any par- 

 ticular kind ot vessel through its rules of measurement, or other- 

 wise. It certainly cannot be in tho interests of its members nor 

 can it fur any lengthened period conduce to the best prosperity of 

 yacht racing, that the racing conditions should be such Unit vessels 

 of most excellent model and otherwise well equipped a nd suitable 

 to the average needs and desires of owners, should have then- 

 opportunities of winning prizes in races nndulv lessened. Just, as 

 little can it for any lengthened period tend to the prosperity of 

 yacht racing that the zealous yachtsman, in order to win races, 

 should have to adopt, in most extreme degree, fen fares otherwise 

 undesirable, and be forced further aw av than necessary from the 

 kind of vessel he would prefer, and which meets his ordinarv 

 requirements. 



"While it cannot he a proper effect of club rules to needlessly 

 direct what, kind of vessel shall be encouraged by them, or to in- 

 terfere m any avoidable degree with the owners and designers, 

 perfect freedom of choice in respact to all particulars of dimen- 

 sion (excepting as these can be shown to have an intimate con- 

 nection with advantage in speed), it would seem to be a perfectly 

 legitimate and proper business of a yacht club to watch the effect 

 of ics rules, and to see that these do not put n premium upon the 

 introduction and development of features, which, wholly or in a 

 degree, are disadvantageous, or at variance with the common 

 wants and interests of its members. 



"When the rule of measurement at present in use was adopted, 

 six years ago, lead keels and expanded sail plans were in the in 

 cipient stage, and the very light and practically only nominal 

 tax then put upon the. sail carried seems to-dav to he utterly in- 

 adequate to measure the advantage (for speed merely) at its at - 

 predated value, as this is regarded bv owners and designers. 



"With a rule of measurement in which sail was charged for at 

 its true value, it this can be found, or at a value in agreement 

 with the common estimate of its advantage for racing purposes 

 it a pears self-evident that a freedom of choice would be given as 

 to the extent of sail to be carried, which is now wanting; and 

 that while a largo sail plan would not give an unbalanced advan- 

 tage, a more moderate one would not destroy the chance of win- 

 ning. As the matter stands at present in the club's rule of meas- 

 urement, the factor representative of sail is given too small a 

 value, and in th s way advantage lies too evidently in larger rigs 

 to permit owners to build, who are not prepared to put upon their 

 vessels (if to be raced) rigs of exaggerated proportions. 



"If this is so, a result will soon be seen, and may, pprhaps, 

 oven now be discerned, that owners will be disinclined to build 

 large and expensive vessels witn lessened nines* for safe and 

 comfortable cruising, and will either keep out of racing, to its 

 detriment, or build smaller and less expensive yachts specially 

 for it. In the last season we have seen vessels whose models for 

 speed were not discoverably susceptible of improvement, and 

 which already had large rigs, fitted with still larger rigs, and 

 with lead keels to keep them even in racing, hut without any at- 

 tempt being made to give them better form. We have also seen 

 new yachts built and finished onlv in ihe early summer and 

 lifted with lead keels and large sail plans, which 'have not been 

 allowed to go through one season without still further extension 

 of these already exaggerated features. Another new and beauti- 

 ful vessel, built in the spring, aud fitted for racing, has had her 

 spars reduced before undertaking a short cruise off shore. 



"As the. matter stands now, no vessel, however good her model 

 and well equipped, if not fitted with the heaviest kind of lead 

 keel and the largest, kind of spars that can be kept in her on a 

 summer day, would appear to have any considerable chance of 

 winning a race under usual racing conditions, as against the last 

 named kind of vessel. Moreover, a vessel of' the extreme kind 

 built to-day appears likely to succumb to the more extreme one 

 built in the early future. 



"That which is true here appears to be true elsewhere. The 

 rules of the Eastern Y. C, originally like our own, have been 

 changed to tax more heavily the sail spread. 



"The British rule, which taxes sail much more heavily than 

 either, still appears to leave success with the largest riacM ves- 

 sels, like Thistle, Yal ana and Petron ilia, all of which have rigs 

 much enlarged over foi mer practice, and the first-named is ex- 

 ceeded only in size of rig, relative to length of load w ate'dine. by 

 one large single-masted vessel, our own Volunteer, and in this 

 instance to only a quite moderate extent. 



"To the careful oiueTver, all rules of measurement may be seen 

 to have some effect upon the yacht s built under them, proportioned 

 largely to the zeal ot the yachting spirit. 



"abort overhangs, low freeboards, narrow beams, wide beams, 

 heavy displacements, light displacements, etc., are onlv so manv 

 familiar examples. 



"Such tendencies in the present rule, and some others which 

 might, be alluded to, if your time permitted, rcqu're, in the opin- 

 ion of your measurer, the careful study and action of a committee, 

 and it is respectfully suggested and submitted that such a com- 

 mittee be appointed. 



"It may be well to stato that changes made in the present rule 

 would not necessarily require a reraeasurement of the yach is, aud 

 indeed, so far as your measurer can see, would not be likely to 

 do so." 



NOKOMIS.— The schooner yacht Nokomis has been sold by Mr. 

 Royal Phelps Carroll to Messrs. Conly, Haveron aud others, for- 

 mer owners of the pilot boat W. W. Story, wrecked in the bliz- 

 zard of last March, and she will be u.ieo. as a pilot boat in the 

 future. .The Nettie was built inlSSGl, at Nortbport, L.I., and after 

 many changes she was owned in 1375 bv the. Rev. Geo. II. Uei.- 

 worth, who made her known to fame by his book, "Starboard 

 and Port," the log of a cruise to Labrador winch he made in hfr. 

 Later on she was owned by Mr. ft. M. Paddelford, who sold her n, 

 the late W. A. W. Stewart, and he in turn sold her to Mr. Cor- 

 nell. Originally a centerboard boat, she was converted to a keel 

 before Mr. Hepworth owned her, aud has since been a keel boat. 



A CRUISE AROUND THE WORLD.-On Feb. 22, the com- 

 posite s earn yacht Nyanza, with her owner Capt. J. Cumming 

 He war on board, arrived at San Francisco from England, having 

 sailed from Plymouth on July 23. 1S8T, touching at the ASfores, 

 Canary Islands, Cape Verde Islands, Trinidad, Brazil, Uruguay, 

 the Falkland Islands, Patagonia, Juan Fernandez, Peru, Easier 

 Island, Marquesas Islands, Samoa n Islands and Sandwich islands. 

 She will proceed to Victoria and Alaska, tnenee home. \ ia J apan, 

 China and the Cape of Good Hope. The Nyauza is about )05ft. 

 l.w.l. and 21ft. Gin. beam, or shorter thau Orienta, Oneida, 

 Narwhal, Say When and other American yachts. 



NEW YORK. Y. C— The committee on a club house at New- 

 port, Messrs. Ogden Goelet, E. D. Morgan and Gouverueur Kort 

 rigliMiave awarded the contract for a two story house on Saw- 

 yer's Wharf, Newport. 



