FEB. 18, 1866. j 



FOREST AND STREAM. 



ere w went forward, lifting the stern, and by reversing the engine 

 sh a slipced back into the channel and proceeded to Harbor Island, 

 to the disgust of the would-be rescuers, making the run of inn 

 miles in thirteen hours. 



Harbor Island is the location of the gun club, and is at the 

 mouth of Cove Sound. The club's home, in charge of Mr. Holman, 

 is well appointed, and the sportsman can find plenty of game and 

 entertainment that is to be appreciated. The attraction of duck 

 and snipe was strong enough to keep the Etcetera at the island 

 for several days, and not until Nov. 10 a start was made for More- 

 head City, a run of 47 miles, where -a supply of naphtha was to he 

 taken. 



After getting mail, naphtha, general supplies, and a look at 

 some old places, a, start was made for Bogue Sound, about thirty 

 miles long, and with plenty of water on the horizontal, and noth- 

 ing on the perpendicular. There is an amount of diversion for 

 the yachtsmen in Bogue Sound that must be tried to be appreci- 

 ated, and linen dusters would be more in order than rubber boots. 

 Arriving at the end of the Sound, the yacht tied up at Swansboro 

 for a day, and then began our ocean, work. 



She left Swansboro at 1:15 P. M. for New River Inlet, preferring 

 to make this harbor to running all night. New River Inlet is the 

 blindest looking place, from the outside, that one can possibly 

 imagine; had it not been for an inlet pilot, Mr. Riley Lewis, the 



passage would not have been attempted; with surf apparently 

 breaking madly across the whole width of the entrance. The 

 passage was made, however, in good form, and although detained 

 for three days at the inlet in a northeaster, game was found to 

 be abundant, and well compensated the delay. Snipe, redheads, 

 butterballs, and broadbills were plentiful; fishing for three-pound 

 weakfish was good; and the larder of the ship was well supplied 

 with delicacies. - 



On Tuesday, Nov. 19. the sea having abated, the yacht steamed 

 out on the ocean, but in crossing the bar a hpavy sea carried away 

 the dory. Owing to an ebb tide and strong wind the little boat 

 joined her consort outside of the breakers and was safely picked 

 up. With a strong southerly wind the launch bucked against a 

 heavy sea for thirty miles, and made Barren Inlet early in the 

 afternoon. 



After being detained at Barren Inlet several days by stress of 

 weather, the voyage was resumed; but, after a hard fight of eight 

 miles against wind and wave, it was decided to bout ship and 

 return to the Inlet — the first occasion upon which she had to turn 

 back since leaving Portsmouth. 



At last gladly leaving the well-named Barren Inlet behind, a 

 fine run was made to Gold Leaf Inlet, passing in back of Cape 

 Fear and running into Southport, meeting the first offshore 

 breeze enjoyed since the start, Learing Southport at 10 P. M., 



taking advantage of still night and prospect of good weather, 

 Sunday morning found the Excetera well off the coast, the 

 weather calm and clear at sunrise with a smooth sea, she made 

 the run to Georgetown Light; and, finding the naphtha still hold- 

 ing out, coutinued the run to Bull's Bay, a distance of 140 miles; 

 leaving Bull's Bay at 4 A. M. for Charleston and making the dock 

 m five hours. A.t Charleston, Mr. Davidson left the ship for 

 home and the owner had a lonely run to Beaufort, S. C. the sole 

 compaanom.de voyage, being two gentlemen of color, acting in the 

 capacity of qtM^^ s lim^p>|^^j^'» •;havtflg--made friends for 

 the trip with Scott, and taking with kindly forbearance jo the 

 latest accession to the ships company, ; 



The run from Beaufort to Savannah was made under steam 

 aided by storm trysail and jib most of the way, leaving Beaufort 

 at 6 A. M. and making Savannah early in the afternoon. As 

 business called the owner North, the yacht was safely laid up 

 for the time until the vo yage to Florida could be resumed later 

 m the winter. 



THE SECOND CRUISE OF ORINDA.-II. 



BY DR W. H. WltTSLOW. 



Y^TE sailed up the ferry, across to Sorrento, down to Bar Haiv 

 o 7 ?- or ', anrt over t0 Winter Harbor, at the base of old 

 behoodic, the next day; and the boys said it was the finest sail 

 yet. I described this place last year. It is a gem not much ap- 

 preciated, and has few visitors. A few drops of rain fell during 

 the night, and the next morning there was a light air and a 

 dungeon tog ; that's what Mr. Macdonald called it. Neverthe- 

 less, we started out and had a dull day, getting across by compass, 

 sailing to Cranberry Islands Harbor, where we looked in at two 

 dozen fishermen, and then worked over and into Southwest Har- 



Bass Heao, at 10 in York Narrows, and at 11:30 anchored at Green's 

 Landing in Leer Island Thoroughfare. Granite in chips, paving 

 blocks, sills, tombstones, pillars and boulders everywhere. Ledges 

 of massive granite all around, cheaper than dirt; vegetation 

 starved; hay fever germs absent; peonle busy plying steel against 

 adamant, wresting a living by one of the fiercest struggles against 

 nature's fortress. 



Away- we sailed at 1 P. M., everything set except the spinaker 

 away out the narrow western entrance past Mark Island and 

 lighthouse, up by Eagle Island and light, on past Cape Rosier and 

 Dyce s Head, and into Belfast at 6 P. M. What a glorious run ' 

 How we all enjoyed it ! Mt. Desert, 60 miles away, left after' 

 breakfast, and, after the roundabout course to the south to get 

 to Belfast to supper, it was fast sailing. 



The next four days were spent in excurions withladies, visiting 

 Gastme and Northport Camp Ground, where an old-fashioned 

 camp meeting had attracted several thousand people, and where 

 much gaiety was mingled with religious observances. 



The last day of August we were ready tor sea and started down 

 the bay with a light northeast wind. The Jeanette, a rather 

 smart 30ft. keel sloop, had been on the wind waiting for us and 

 she payed off sheets and shaped a course upon our weather, a 

 fair challenge for a race. She was outreached a quarter of a 

 mile m fifteen minutes, and hauled her wind as we shook a rone 

 over the stern. * 



The tide was ebb and the wind so light we were barely able to 

 get into Sabbathday Harbor, Islesboro. by 8 P. M. This is a fine 

 harbor except in southeasters, the shores are rocky, partly culti- 

 vated, partly covered by spruce, fir and pine trees; a good hotel 

 with extremely moderate prices stands upon an elevation a hun- 

 dred yards inland, and about a dozen cottages are scattered 

 among the hi Us and extend to Hughes Head, two miles down the 

 coast, where there is another summer village. This region ! s 

 patronized by people from Bucksport, Brewer a id Bangor. 



Sabbath day was calm and misty, and we made it a day of rest 

 though some sauntered along shore and went in swimming. 



Next day we sailed and drifted in a light southeast wind down to 

 Eagle Island, where we were obliged to anchor in a cove on the 

 south side of Butter Island. Frank and Jamie went foraging 

 and found hread, cake and water at a farmhouse. 



They brought aboard some very valuable oil paintings upon 

 scollop shells, which they had purchased at twenty-five cents 

 each from the farmer's wife, aided by the farmer, who said they 

 had been painted by their daughter, who was so famous an artist 

 that Jordan, Marsh & Co., of Boston, had bought many of her 

 works and would take all she could paint at a handsome price 

 The house was decorated with this union of art and nature. The 

 old man brought m a half bushel of gems. A half hour was spent 

 by the foragers examining the beautiful display in the twilight 

 in hopes the fair painter would appear. They knew she must 

 have brown dimpltd cheeks, a wealth of sunny hair and blue eyes 

 that sparkled like the sea about her island home. She did not 

 appear, but they each purchased some of the pictures, expecting 

 to meet the lovel> artist on the morrow. 



They came off and said they had made a great bargain here in 

 the wilds of Maine, getting for a trifle most unique and valuable 

 pictures to adorn their bachelor quarters in the Far West. After 

 dinner, when the table was cleared we examined the pictures and 

 expatiated upon their merits. They were beautiful, but had a 

 homelike look. I thought I had seen the dogs' heads somewhere 

 —perhaps in a book store window at Pittsburgh. Then one of the 

 prettiest landscapes was wrinkled! What did it mean? "Ah! 

 ha! Decaleomanhi!" one shouted, as the fact burst upon us, and 

 roars of laughter filled the cabin. The victims turned red, then 

 shouted witn the rest, and took the jests and joKes that were 

 made in great good humor. 



"Mine will do for mementoes of the island," said Jamie. 



"Yes,'' said Frank, "but hang it! I bought so many; they seemed 

 so cheap. Who would have t bought these people were so sharp? 

 One must look out for these Yankee rascals." 



I advised Frank to exchange his wrinkled landscape for a 

 perfect one, or a-pie, but he did not take kindlv to my suggestion. 



We thought they would not wish to go ashore again upon But- 

 ter Island, it was so slippery, but they went for milk and water 

 next morning. 



"Did you see the fair artist?" was asked when they returned. 

 "Yes, she met us at the door." 

 "What did she and you say?" 

 "Good morning." 

 "What did she look like?" 



"A Dutch frau, round as a tub, and a face like a lump of 

 dough." 



"Did you say anything about, the pictures?" 



"No, we did not— d n it!" 



• Thus were tne romantic notions of the young gentlemen most 

 cruelly crushed. 



A group of beautiful, wild, rocky islands makes snug channels 

 west of Eagle Island, and we explored passages, shoals and 

 shores. Jamie was enthusiastic over some immense clamshells 

 —hen clams— that we got in the shallows; then there were large 

 starfish, radiate dollars, sea urchins, mussels and the omnipresent 

 sculpms, lying thick over the bottom. A bright green plant like 

 a maiden's hair fern was floating near, and we found it was 

 firmly rooted to a stone of about 4oz. in weight. Tne sunshine 

 was uncomfortably warm and we were glad to get aboard and 

 lie around under the awning that Mac had spread. 



After lunch, catspaws began to chase each other over the glassy 

 bay and soon a smart southwest breezy was blowing. Then we 

 got under way and, passing south between Eagle and Ball Islands 

 had a lively sail m a rising sea down to Mark Island and into 

 Deer Island Thoroughfare to Green's Landing, where we anchored 

 about sunset. A magnificent schooner yacht passed out as we 

 passed in, and I wondered why pleasure-seekers should go to sea 

 in the failing wind, gathering fog and darkness. I suppose it was 

 in obedience to that spirit of unrest in Americans that has both- 

 ered even myself to conquer. Some people never work so hard as 

 when they are playing. 



We got away next day at noon and ran along the high, rough, 

 rocky shores of Kimbell's Island and I=le au Haut, till we had 

 given irial Point a good berth and then entered Moore's Harbor, 

 between the ledge and the western shore, and anchored in the 

 middle of it in five fathoms of water. The eastern enttance is 

 too hazardous for any stranger to attempt. The harbor is too 

 open to be quiet, there is always^a swell which keeps a small ves- 

 sel moving, but it is considered safe except in severe southerly 

 and westerly gales, when the sea becomes very heavy. The 

 shores are great masses of tumbled ledges and boulders, with 

 spruce and bemlock clad heights beyond. There is a little stream 

 ot good water at the head, where the only inhabitants live in a 

 small house upon a little slip of meadowland. Beyond a formid- 

 able hidden ledge, a scaly lot of nondescript craft were awaiting 

 a chance) to go out and lay in their winter's supply of salt fish. 

 Mr, MacDonald said they came from the Penobscot River and 

 mainland. Several smart looking sloop boats were in the harbor 

 behind a point, which were regular fishermen. 



We ran along shore the next day, looked at the scenery, the 

 numerous ledges of the fishisig grounds and took a turn into and 

 out of Duck and Head Harbors. Both are unworthy of the name 

 of harbor, except in certain winds. The former is too small for 

 anything but fishing boats, and the latter is a treacherous place. 

 The sea heaves in at all times, vessels must moor head and stern 



