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one can look over the entire fleet in the harbor and can 
see through the islands in Salem Bay to Baker's Island 
lights. Incoming yachts can also he seen over the point. 
At Lawley's work is being rushed on the boats in the 
basin and in the shops. Nearly all of the yachts in the 
basin are fitting out, and by the end of the week there 
will be few boats in the yard that will not be ready for 
launching. Mr. Arnold Lawson's 46ft. schooner, Cygnet, 
which was launched last week, is being rigged, and near 
her is the 46ft. schooner Agatha, which Fred Lawley 
designed for Mr. W. S. Eaton, Jr. The 30ft. yawl, which 
was designed by Arthur Binney for Messrs. Foss and 
Gunnison, is also being rigged at the dock. The schooner 
Hildegarde is fitting out, and the steam yachts Dreamer 
and Ituna will soon be ready for the season. The 30ft. 
auxiliary yawl that Fred Lawley designed for Mr. Ban- 
croft C. Davis has been rigged. The 65ft. cutter Senta is 
about ready for racing. The 51-rater Shark was on the 
railway last week, and Mr. W. O. Gay's steam yacht 
Scout, tender to the 70-footer Athene, was on the smaller 
railway. In the east shop the 104ft. steam yacht for Mr. 
John C.. Strawbridge, of Philadelphia,- is about ready for 
July 12, Saturday — Club championship. 
July 19, Saturday — Class handicap. 
July 20, Sunday — Club run to Nahant. 
July 26, Saturday — Club championship. 
Aug. 2, Saturday — Class handicap. 
Aug. 3, Sunday — Club run and picnic. 
Aug. g, Saturday- — Club championship. 
Aug. 16, Saturday — Class handicap. 
Aug. 23, Saturday — Club championship. 
Aug. 30, Saturday — Class handicap. 
Sept. 6, Saturday — Club run to M. Y. R. A. rendezvous. 
Sept. 7, Sunday — Y. R. A. parade. 
Hollis Burgess has had Mr. William Cothroll in tow 
for the past two weeks. Mr. Cothroll left for Chicago 
Saturday night, having purchased through Mr. Burgess 
the old Herreshoff 21-footer Reaper, and an 18-footer. 
Burgess has also sold the 27ft. sloop Elmer to Capt. John- 
son, to be used in Maine. 
The MacDonald syndicate Seawanhaka boat, Massasoit, 
designed by Crowninshield, was shipped to Bridgeport 
last week. The Burgess and Lothrop Seawanhaka boat. 
Monsoon, designed by Burgess, will be ready for a trial 
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launching. The Crane-designed 35-footer, for Mr. H. A. 
Morss, has been hauled to the foot of the shop and will 
be launched this week. The cabin is being put on the 
cruising 21-footer, designed by Charlie Mower, for Mr. 
H. H. Robinson, and the auxiliary 25ft. cat designed by 
Fred Lawley is planked. The keels of two new 25-footers 
have been set up. One of these is for Mr. William Caleb 
Loring, from Burgess design, and the other is a 30-rater, 
designed by Crowninshield for Mr. W. C. Allison. In the 
west shop the Y. R. A. 25-footer, designed by Fred Law- 
ley for Mr. Lawrence Percival, Sally VI., has been fin- 
ished and will be launched this week. It is expected that 
she will have a trial Wednesday. The Binney-designed 
auxiliary 46-footer for Mr. W. A. Wharton has been 
given a priming coat underneath. About all of the rivet- 
ing on the 60-rater Weetamoe has been finished and the 
deck is now partly laid. . The cabin wor kis being finished 
on the Binney 33ft. yawl for Dr. Paton, and the Law- 
ton 35-footer for Mr. W. H. Fleetman is having her deck 
and cabin fittings put in. 
The Regatta Committee of the Winthrop Y. C. has 
announced the following fixtures for the season. This 
club has been given the date of June 21 for its Y. R. A. 
open race. This has not yet been accepted, but it is like- 
ly that it will : 
May 31, Saturday — Club championship. 
June 7, Saturday — Class handicap. 
June 14, Saturday — Club championship. 
June 15, Sunday-nClub run to Hull. 
June 21, Saturday — Y. R. A. open. 
June 28, Saturday — Club championship 
July 5, Saturday — Class handicap. 
in about two weeks. The Seawanhaka boat, Filibuster, 
designed by Burgess for Mr. Frank B. Crowninshield, is 
in frame. 
Fenton has finished the raceabout designed for the 
Goelets for the Kiel regattas, and she has been shipped 
to New York, from whence she will be sent to Germany 
by steamer. She is a beautiful boat, bright above the 
waterline and painted below. Crowninshield has sold the 
30ft. cutter Vandal, owned by Mr. C. F. Ayer to Mr. 
J. J. Martin. The three 18-footers of his design for Lake 
Champlain, have been finished by Brown, of Northaven, 
and shipped. Brown has also shipped the 21ft. knock- 
about, by the same 'designer, to Dr. Seward Webb, of 
Lake Champlain. He has a 30-footer for Mr. Otto B. 
Cole nearly finished. Swasey, Raymond & Page, of 
Taunton, have shipped the 30-rater, designed by Crown- 
inshield, for Mr. Trenor L.. Park. The one-design race- 
3 bouts for members of the American Y. C. were at 
Provincetown last week and should have arrived by this 
time at Rye. John B. Killeen. 
Col. Sheffield Phillips, Hackensack, N. J,, has pur- 
chased the house-boat that Mr. Thomas S. Marvel, of 
Newburgh, N. Y., was building for the late Pierre Loril- 
lard. The hull of the vessel had been finished before Mr. 
Lorillard's death, and since that no work has been done 
on her, The_ interior will be fitted up according to the 
new owner's ideas, 
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Mr. Gouverneur Paulding has purchased^ tfre 60ft. 
auxiliary yawl Magnolia, 
A Month's Cruise— Maine. 
BY F. L. ENO. 
The next morning (never mind the day) dawned hot 
and fair; after the matutinal header from the top of the 
house and breakfast, which must needs be of extra 
quantity on account of that header, we made our pur- 
chases at the store — a store which, situated at the head of 
a short wharf on the south side of the cove, commanded 
a view that would make its site priceless a hundred miles 
west. 
As I recall that morning and the beauty of the scene in 
that little cove, I can feel the blood flow faster in my 
veins and almost fancy I detect the faint breath of the 
pines that comes on the breeze from the southern point. 
The surface of the water had been unruffled all the 
morning, smooth as glass, duplicating every tree and 
rock and mast as in a mirror, when there came stealing 
in from the sea a gentle southerly, a mere breath, which 
turned the sea into a deep, deep blue like the sky above, 
and, advancing, like a line drawn across the water, set a 
million little ripples laughing and sparkling and dancing 
for joy; and with the deep green of the wooded point 
against the azure of the sea and sky beyond, gave the 
finishing touch to a picture that will live forever. It was 
too beautiful for one pair to enjoy; would I had had a 
hundred to look with me. Some things like that are too 
overpowering to enjoy alone — you need others to help 
you stand it. 
Casco Bay! Say "Casco Bay" to the next Portland man 
you happen to meet settled "out West" and watch 
his eyes. 
But we must move on. The beat out of the little cove, 
standing in on each tack till our bowsprit almost ran 
ashore, and in the smooth sea and light, steady air drifted 
along into Five Islands and anchored for the night. 
Morning brought a fairly good south wind, so out we 
went, when the fog came creeping in, and in an instant 
we were enveloped, unable to see a hundred feet. I had 
my bearings, however, and squared away for a little 
cove, which I had discovered on the chart in one of my 
many "fireside cruises" the winter before, nameless and 
hardly noticeable at first sight. After a hasty glance at 
the chart, roughly making the course by eye, I headed 
north northeast from Mark Island, and after a few min- 
utes we found breakers right aboard on both bows. I felt 
that I must be right, the distance was so slight, and it 
was too late now to come about. The fog hid all ahead, 
and if we didn't hit the cove we would hit something 
else pretty quick, and we did both — up she went, slid 
over into . deeper water and as snug a hole . as you 
could find in a day's sail. 
We could not discern the shores ; a few boats lay 
moored to stakes and we anchored among them in two 
fathoms. That meant 2ft. at low water, and with a deep, 
narrow boat. "Guess we~ will be on our beams' end to- 
night," I said. 
"Well, anything to get out of that fog. Wasn't it 
awful ? I'm so glad we are safe." 
I think fog is the only thing C. is afraid of, and she is 
not alone in the fear of it. 
However, we settled in the mud so far at low water 
that we remained upright. It was a curious place; a few 
shanties on the shore, but otherwise deserted, and a walk 
of a mile or two toward Boothbay disclosed nothing but a 
flat stretch of country covered with bushes and second- 
growth scrub trees. 
Morning saw us out of the cove, when a farmer with 
a dory load of stuff pulled alongside. We offered him a 
tow. He was bound for Boothbay and a market, and 
seemed glad of the lift. We added to our supply from 
his boat and he was quite communicative. 
"See that island?" pointing to Mark Island, a beautiful 
wooded island of four or five acres rising from the blue 
waters of the bay like a stone in its setting. "A feller 
bought that island for 50 cents." 
I opened my eyes. "Got any more marked down?" 
"Well, you see, it was Government property, and was 
sold at auction up in Augusta ; feller never see it at all ; 
guess he wouldn't sell it now for $500. And Harbor 
Island round there was sold the same way for $1.50. Sale 
warn't advertised much, and they slipped in and got it 
cheap. Guess it is wuth a couple of thousand now. It 
don't seem quite right. I am starting a poultry business 
back here on the point and doing first rate. Well, guess I 
will have to be going; you are too slow," for the wind 
had left us, so he pulled away. 
Again the fog came in, and I tried to run into Cape 
Newagen, of "Uncle Terry" fame, but piled her up again 
on a hidden ledge, twisted her off with a line from the 
bowsprit end before the dory that put out from the shore 
to our assistance could offer help (you can always count 
on help from Maine fishermen), and stood off and on until 
the fog burned off, and we fanned along into Boothbay, 
and in the afternoon ran around Mt. Lobster Cove and 
spent the night. 
The ,- next morning was a scorcher — breathless and 
heavy, the air seemed quivering with heat, and the hu- 
niidity made the heat still more oppressive. But no stuffy 
rooms and blazing pavements in ours, thank; jqvl, Tbf? 
