June 8, 189&.] 
FOREST AND STREAM. 
The E. Bardoe Elliott Fund. 
Editor Forest and Stream : 
We take pleasure in acknowledging receipt of the fol- 
lowing subscriptions to the above fund : The subscrip- 
tion list is still open.— James L. Little $10, F. W. Gilbert 
$L, W. J. Higginson $5, F. C. Nims $10, A. W. Smith $5, 
Wesley Mills |l, Robert Leslie $5, B. F. Lewis $10, F. P. 
Kirby $1, J. A, Long $25, Basil Hayman $5, James Morti- 
mer $10, E. M. Oldham $10, Dr. Sherwood $5, W. E. War- 
ner $5, Forest and Stream $10, John Finlayson $5, James 
Robinson $5, Henry Pape $5, John Read $5, Mail and Ex- 
press Editorial Rooms by James Watson $25, Ethel and 
Hubert 68 cents, Dr. Foote $5, H. Clay Glover $5, H. H. 
Hunnewell $5, L. A. Burrits $5, Edward Brooks $5, O. F. 
R. Drake $5, G. W. H. Ritchie $5, a Friend $1, J. P. Wil- 
ley $5, George Bell $5, Mrs. F. Smyth $10, W. Tallman $1, 
W. C. Ehrmann $3, Mike Murphy $1, C. A. Pratt $20, A. 
Trick ett $5, E. W. Fiske $5, a Friend from Winnipeg $3; 
The following amounts have been promised : Westmin- 
ster Kennel Club $25, H. W. Lacy $5, J. T. Johnson $2, 
Adrian C. Pickhardt $25. James Mortimer, 
Hempstead, Long Island. 
Edward M. Oldham, 
245 E. 56th street, New York. 
Bull Terrier Club 
Pittsburg, Pa. , June 1. — Bull terrier fanciers will please 
notice that the description and relative valuation of points 
of bull terriers as set forth in the pamphlet containing 
by-laws were not adopted by the club, but were simply 
set forth as a basis upon which to reach a final settlement 
by the fanciers interested. The whole matter is still open 
for suggestions, and is not to be considered as finally set- 
tled. W. D. Brereton, Secretary, 
66 Third avenue, Pittsburg," Pa. 
DOG CHAT. 
The Bardoe Elliott fund now amounts to $314.68, as per 
statement in another column. It is for a good cause, and 
well worthy of the support of all. 
From an exchange we clip the following : " The great- 
est dog owner in the world is Gustav Jovanovitch, the 
cattle king of the Russian steppes. For the protection of 
his 1,500,000 sheep he employs no less than 35,000 shep- 
herd dogs of various breeds." What a grand opportunity 
Mr. Jovanovitch would have in this country to win a ken- 
nel prize for the handler making the largest number of 
entries. 
Dr. R. I. Hampton, Athens, Ga., who was active infield 
trial matters a few years since, and ran some very supe- 
rior dogs, writes us that he will soon take a three weeks' 
fishing trip on the Brunswick coast. 
In a letter of recent date Mr. Thos. Johnson writes as 
follows : " Our old friend, Mr. Brailsford, will be at the 
trials this fall. He has entered two pointers in the Con- 
tinental Derby, but I have no particulars from him as yet 
as to what he will run in the other stakes. We often hear 
of American enterprise and pluck. I think Mr. Lonsdale 
is endowed liberally and, you can add, generously." It 
is indeed most welcome news which Mr. Johnson writes. 
Mr. Brailsford won the esteem of everyone while visiting 
and competing in the trials a few years ago. His many 
friends on this side will give him a most hearty welcome. 
No doubt he will find great improvement in the manner 
of conducting the competition as compared with the man- 
ner of it a few years since. 
We are indebted to the Oakes "Weekly Republican for 
the spirited illustrations of coursing scenes which we 
publish this week. They vividly and realistically portray 
interesting features of a coursing meeting, but, more im- 
portant still, they are an index to the hearty good wdl 
and friendly intention of the home journals where cours- 
ing has action. 
Mr. H. W. Lacy has now completed arrangements for 
the sale of the mezzotint engravings of "Crack Dogs of 
the Day," and circulars will be mailed on application to 
164 West 79th street, New York. These engravings rep- 
resent several of the most noted prize winners in Eng- 
land. 
In our business columns Mr. E. E. Boynton, Camden, 
Me., offers fox terriers and coon kittens : Mr. P. Anderson, 
Gleckler, Texas, offers retriever ; Ideal Por trait Co. , New 
Haven, Conn., offers trick dog ; fox hounds are offered 
by J. G. Albee, Athol, Mass., and H. R. Wood, New York, 
offers a cocker spaniel. 
FIXTURES. 
♦Dates marked thus are unofficial. 
JUNE. ■ 
8. Knickerbocker annual, College Point, Sound. 
8. Atlantic special, New York Bay. 
8. Huguenot special. New Rochelle, Sound. 
8. Royal St, Lawrence cruising race to Cascade Rapids, Montreal. 
1 1. Atlantic annual, New York Bay. 
11. Williamsburg Club, Sound. 
13. New York annual. New York Bay. 
15. Atlantic special. New York Bay. 
15. Royal St. Lawrence, 18ft. skiff and steam yacht classes, Montreal. 
15-16. San Francisco cruise to St. Quentin, San Francisco Bay. 
15. Larchmont spring regatta, Sound. 
15. Philadelphia annual, Tinicum-Delaware River. 
17. Massachusetts open, Nahant-Massachusetts Bay. 
17. Cor., Atlantic City special cup, first race, Atlantic City. 
22. Yankee Doodle-Norwood race, Hudson River. 
22. Douglaston annual, Douglaston Sound. 
22. Atlantic special, New York Bay. 
22. Royal St. Lawrence, A, 30ft., 25ft. and 21ft. classe3, Montreal 
22. Rhode Island, annual. 
22-23. San Francisco cruise, San Francisco Bay. 
2i. California regatta, San Francisco Bay, 
24. Seawanhaka Cor. annual, Oyster Bay, Sound. 
24. Pavonia annual, Communipaw, New York Bay. 
25-26. Seawanhaka Cor. annual race to New Lonaon, Sound. 
29. Atlantic special, New York Bay. 
29. Yankee Doodle- Yamoose-Rex race, Sound. 
29-30. San Francisco cruise to Mare Island, San Francisco Bay. 
29. New Rochelle annual, New Rochelle, Sound. 
29. Dorchester open, Boston Harbor. 
29. Squantum first cham., Squantum, Mass. 
That truth is indeed stranger than Action is again proven by the 
way in which the modern newspaper writer outdoes in reality, in his 
special field, the marvelous but imaginary work of the late Sherlock 
Holmes in the line of criminal detection. Wonderful as were the 
deductions of Mr. Holmes, they are cast quite into the shade by the 
everyday achievements of a yachting writer who, from two or three 
unverified dimensions and an unlimited supply of wild guesses, can 
construct the complete design of a new yacht. 
" There is no study more interesting and instructive to the experi- 
enced yachtsman than the comparison of the work of the different 
designers from year to year, notiDg the origin of new ideas and their 
influence on design. Such a course of study, if carried out regularly, 
is in every way beneficial; but it has its limitations, and they are far 
exceeded when calculations that are based on mere guesses or as- 
sumptions are carried out to the third place of decimals; and when 
attemps are made to compare the future performances of unknown 
boats by the carefully calculated location of the centers in purely ficti- 
tious designs. 
If the accounts thus far received of the latest ocean horror are at 
all true, this "accident 1 ' is not far removed from manslaughter, for 
which some one should be held rigidly responsible. The steamer 
Colima sailed from San Francisco on May 18 with a total of 216 per- 
sons on board; she was heavily loaded, drawing 23 feet, and carried a 
deckload of lumber. She called last at Manzanillo, Mexico, sailiDg on 
May 25. She met heavy weather, and wheD off the Apisa River, at 11 
A. M. on May 27, she was struck by a very heavy sea, her forward 
deck houses carried away, and the vessel thrown on her beam ends. 
The cargo shifted and Bbe never righted, but went down, stern fore- 
most, her captain standing by his ship and sounding the whistle as 
she disappeared. There was no time to launch the boats, but thirty- 
four persons were saved on the life rafts. The accounts say that 
many were injured by the timbers washed from the deck and toBsed 
about in the heavy sea. Two small Mexican schooners were in com- 
pany with the Colima, but weathered the storm safely. 
So far as has thus far appeared, the cause of the disaster was the 
overloading and the bad stowage of the cargo, for which the steve- 
dores in San Francisco are blamed. The overloading of a passenger 
steamer by freight, and badly stowed at that, is a deliberate crime, 
for which there can be no excuse at the present time, 
whatever the case may have been when the laws of stability were less 
thoroughly understood than they now are. The blame, if any exist in 
this case, lies not with the stevedores, but must be placed somewhere 
higher up. Every company which carries passengers on the sea 
should be in the possession of such expert technical knowledge as will 
insure that no vessel shall leave port either overloaded or with her 
cargo so stowed that it can under any possible circumstances shift to 
a serious extent; and no man is competent to command a passenger 
vessel on the sea until he is thoroughly informed as to her stability 
under all possible conditions. Ignorance of the laws of stability can 
never be urged as an excuse for the designer, owner or captain of a 
ost vessel. 
The lost Colima is noteworthy as one of the first iron coasting 
steamers built in this country, she and her sister ship, the Colon, 
having been built for the Pacific Mail by the late John Roach in 1872 
just after the purchase of the Chester yard from the firm of Reaney,' 
Son & Archbald. A compound marine engine was imported from 
England for one of the vessels, we believe the Colon, and was used as 
a model from which the engine for the other was built at the Morgan 
Iron Works, John Roach's New York establishment. 
Valkyrie. 
A great deal has been published within the past two weeks about 
the new Valkyrie, but nearly every statement is contradicted by oth- 
ers quite as reliable or else is manifestly absurd, the ballast being 
given at 100 long tons and the sail area at 20,000 sq. ft. The hull di- 
mensions as given by various alleged authorities are: length over all 
128 to 130 ft; lwl, 89 ft; beam, 26 to 27 ft; draft, 18ft. to 18ft. 6in. These 
figures are unverified, and the exact dimensions are still unknown. 
The yacht was quietly launched on the spring tides in the early morn- 
ing of May 27, in the presence of Mr. Watson and a few newspapermen. 
She had already been struck over onto a railway, the shed under 
which she was built having been removed; and at 1<:45 A. M. the cra- 
dle was started slowly down the ways to meet the rising tide. When 
the tide was well up, at 1:45, the cradle was released with a run, and 
at 2:15 the cradle and poppet had been cleared ivway, and Valkyrie III. 
was finally afloat. There wasno christening and no cheering, every- 
thing being carried out quietly by starlight aided by the electric 
lights. She was at once towed to the sheers, for her mast. It is stat- 
ed that the first mast proved defective, and that a second one had to 
be made, occasioning a little delay. Captain Cranfield and his fellow 
skipper Capt. Sycamore have been in Glasgow for some time, and are 
in charge of the fitting out, with a crew of forty men under them. It 
is stated that the bottom will not be coppered, except the lead keel, 
but that the wood will be covered with a new preparation which will 
give a hard smooth surface, superior to that of copper. It is very 
doubtfui whether this is possible, as both planking and seams must 
swell for some time; what is more likely is that the bottom has been 
painted temporarily and that after the planking and seams have 
swelled, the hull will be planed off anew and then coppered; in fact, as 
the yacht will sail but few races at home, the coppering might even 
be deferred until she is in New York. 
Britannia and Ailsa. 
The regatta of the Royal Harwich Y. O. was sailed on June 3, Britan- 
nia, Ailsa, Niagara, Audrey II. and Dragon III being among the 
starters. The race was sailed in smooth water with a moderate south 
wind. Britannia led at the line and held first place all day, the finish 
bfing timed: Britannia 2:59:42, Ailsa 3:02:14. To this must be added 
Britannia's allowance. 
. In the 20-rating class there were seven starters, Dragon III , Niagara 
Stephanie, Audrey II , Luna and Mimosa. Niagara led at the start, 
but at one time she was fifth. At the finish, however, she was within 
10s. of the winner, the times being: 
Audrey II 4 07 55 Luna i 09 54 
Niagara 4 08 05 Inyoni . Withdrew 
Stephanie 4 08 07 Mimosa Withdrew 
Dragon III 4 09 34 
There has been some myst ry as to whether Lord Dunraven's 20- 
rater is really to be called Audrey I. or Audrey II.. one story current 
through the winter beiog to the effect that the unsuccessful Audrey I 
designed by Lord Dunraven last year, was being altered by Summers 
<K Payne. We understand, however, that the present Audrey is an 
entirely new boat in model, designed by Lord Dunraven and built by 
Summers & Payne. The old boat was destroyed, and the lead and 
such parts as were available were used in constructing the new one. 
Niagara. 
The Gould 20 rater Niagara sailed her first race on May 30, in the 
Lowestoft regatta on the East Coast, her only opponent being Lord 
Dudley's Inyoni, a fin keel designed by Chas. Nicholson last year. In- 
yoni led all day in a light wind and won easily. Niagara was finally 
becalmed in a foul tide and lost much time. It is said that her new 
sails were in a very bad condition. 
Valiant. 
The steam yacht Valiant, W. K> Vanderbilt, reaohed New York on 
June 1 after a voyage of 12 days from Marseilles and 10 days 
from Gibraltar. Mr. Vanderbilt was accompanied by Messrs. 
Winfleld Scott Hoyt, F. O. Beach, J. L. Webb, and Center Hitch- 
cock. The yacht has been in the Mediterranean for over a year 
having left New York on Nov. 23, 1893. ' 
Ray, schr., has been sold to R B. Carpenter, who will change her 
name to Wodmansee. The change of name is to be regretted, as it 
obliterates a historic boat, she having been built by George Steers In 
1853 and carried the one name for 42 years. 
THE VOYAGE OF THE TYRANT. 
"Tyrant:" that was her name. 
I do not think she came off the stocks with this singu- 
larly well adapted appellation painted in broad gold let- 
ters on her stern; au contraire, I think the original 
owner decided on the name after he had made several 
trips in and discovered the nature of the craft. 
A 20ft. cabin sloop with a 50 ft. rig, with about 500Ibs. 
less ballast in her than she required, and consequently as 
cranky as a washtub. This was the Tyrant, and we went 
all the way from Boston to Newburyport to purchase her 
— that is, Dick did. I accompanied him in the capacity of 
Crew, 
There seemed to be a rather suspicious anxiety on the 
part of the Yankee fisherman from whom the purchase 
was made to get rid of the boat, for when we had stowed 
our few traps and handed him his check, he pushed us off 
from the landing place with the remark, "Thar ye air — 
she's your'n," and she was — until we became hers. 
Now, as a skipper Dick has no equal, and I know I am 
a good crew because I can wear a yachting cap with ease 
and grace, and can walk with that rolling motion peculiar 
to the stage sailor. Jealous people who pretend they 
are friends of mine say that this eccentricity is caused by 
a superabundance of adipose tissue; but, believe me, it is 
simply because I am so used to the sea. 
As I said before, skipper Dick is par excellence. 
You had only to see him bring the Tyrant into a wharf 
to realize the truth of this statement. Ah! there was a 
feat of seamanship that caused even the old salts to open 
their eyes. This is the way it was generally brought 
about: 
When about half a mile from his objective point the 
Skipper began to get excited, then he would shout, 
"Stand by, we're going in at the Corinthian; stand by 
with the boat hook," whereupon the Crew would become 
visibly agitated — knowing from a previous experience 
what this meant— and would "standby" by going aft into 
the standing room and holding on to the cabin. 
The Tyrant is running with the wind directs abeam, 
consequently the sheets are close-hauled and the board is 
down. By a series of short reaches she is at last brought 
within reasonable distance of the landing place, whereat 
the people on the wharf, who have been speculating as to 
what our intentions might be, suddenly realize what we 
are trying to do and rush frantically about getting boat 
hooks, life preservers and fenders. We are coming in 
very nicely when over goes the wheel, the Tyrant luffs, 
then hangs in stays for a few^minutes, during which time 
she drops gradually down toward the dock stern formost, 
then tabes the bit in her mouth and goes splurging away 
with her washboard under, much to the relief of the people 
ashore. This operation is repeated two or three times, 
and at last with a free sheet, which is eased off to check 
her way, and a fair wind, she plunges madly at the dock, 
jams her nose pole in between two piles and, as the sails 
come down with a run, swings gently around and permits 
herself to be made fast. Tne Skipper, with a very par- 
donable pride glowing in his russet countenance, slaps 
himself on the back, saying, "Well done, well done;" 
but an ancient mariner looking down from the string- 
piece remarks to his neighbor in an audible whisper: 
"Two more d — fools." 
Pardon the digression. 
Well, on this particular morning, with a good breeze 
and favoring tide, the little craft ran down the river and 
out into the bay. A 10ft. dory waltzed and courtesied at 
the end of a small cable astern, and the musical gurgle 
under the cutwater sounded most sweetly to our ears. 
The Skipper now suggested that the centerboard be 
lowered, and after an exhausting effort on the part of the 
crew it was discovered that not more than 2ft. of the 
board would consent to be lowered, by reason of a gentle 
bulge in the middle of it. Fortunately, however, we did 
not need it, though we of course thought we did; so the 
sails were trimmed pretty near the way they should be, 
and with the wind dead astern we headed for where we 
thought Hull should be. 
Yachtsmen will no doubt remember the sudden squalls 
of some two years ago that did so much damage to 
pleasure craft down East one Sunday in August. Well, 
that storm found the Tyrant about two or three miles off 
Rockport, Mass. 
The Crew was the first to notice it approaching from 
the N.E, in the shape of a big, ragged, black, cloud and 
he called the Skipper's attention to it. "Pshawl" ex- 
claimed that gentleman, looking very knowing. "It's 
only a thunder shower; they are frequent occurrences in 
these parts," and the Crew with his usual confidence 
heaved a sigh of relief; but after two or three hard squalls 
bad kept^ the Tyrant half way under water for a few 
moments,'' it was decided that the mainsail should be 
double-reefed. 
After some persuasion the Tyrant condescended to come 
around — when we didn't expect her to, and under the 
direction of the Skipper, the Crew fastened the points 
around the boom. As there was no leech line the Crew 
was compelled to go astern in the dory to clew down 
the leech of the sail, and in order to make this task easier 
for him the Skipper let go the "toppin' lift." Down came 
the end of the boom on the run, making a savage "swipe" 
at the Crew; then as it landed with a solid thump on the 
cabin it jumped and dislocated the goose neck. 
The joint efforts of the Skipper and Crew failed to get 
it in place again, and it was while we were fussing with 
it that the squall struck us. 
Wind, rain and sale water all at once, and so thick that 
we could not see to the other end of the boat, where the 
jib was thrashing around like a freshly-caught flounder. 
After lashing the boom steady, the Skipper, with the in- 
tention of finding shelter under the lee of Thatcher's 
Island, ordered the Crew to hoist the jib. Forgetting in 
the excitement of the moment his Sandow-like strength, 
the Crew grasped the halyards and with one savage jerk 
parted them close to the sail, which immediately plunged 
over the bows into the water. 
Two hundred pounds of Crew scrambled out on the stick 
to recover it; 200lbs. of Crew were ducked down under the 
green surges until the Skipper thought he was lost; 2001bs. 
of Crew came scampering back, looking for all the world 
like a terrier that had taken his first swim, and then 
with a prayer that they would reach bottom— which they 
didn't — both anchors were dropped overboard, and the 
Tyrant went bounding along, with the Salvages, over 
which the white spume was flying as high as the beacon, 
directly under her lee bow. 
