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so lighted that she could carry her full canvas and the 
tucks were dispensed with. 
The wind shifted off shore at dusk, but as we had been 
pinching up and were close in, we started our sheets, and 
with a good wholesail breeze over the quarter, laid off 
for the Niagara. About eight o'clock we took a pull at 
the sheets and headed into the mouth of the river. The 
river current and the lake seas were having a little argu- 
ment a full quarter mile from shore when we arrived, 
and took a hand in the fun ourselves. We were having 
a gajr time in the broken water when a squall from over 
the river banks laid her down on her beams-end before 
we could start a sheet. We were in a hurry to get in, so 
we lugged all the canvas we had through a couple of 
more little squalls, off the river banks, and at 8.30 tied 
up behind the wharf on the Canadian shore and started 
in to hunt for supper. 
My, what appetites! 
Two young women took compassion upon us and vol- 
unteered to prepare the meal for us while we got into 
some dry togs. They started in to cook eggs for us, but 
the eggs disappeared so fast that they abandoned the 
frying pan in despair. 
Just after we had dowsed the glim and turned in, the 
Skipper's voice broke the silence. "Did I hear some- 
thing about a storm?" There was a crash, a grunt from 
the Skipper, and in the dawn of the morrow Clark's 
shoes were found near Commeford's pillow. 
In the morning — ^July 28 — we cast adrift from the 
deck with a following wind. The way we hustled down 
the river to the lake led us to believe that we were due 
for a nice day's run, but outside at the river's 
mouth the wind hauled off shore and a little ahead of 
the beam. 
Even at this Tainui sped along at a three-knot clip, 
for she was good in light airs, if she had a bit of a 
started sheet. The day was beautiful. The rataplan o£ 
the volley firing of the Fort Porter regulars at their 
morning's firing exercises sounded as clear as if the 
rifles were spitting fire only a hundred yards astera 
After an hour's sailing, the wind dropped completely and 
we were stuck for something to do. Clark and the Skip- 
per dozed away, but Charlie located a peach orchard 
ashore and started off in the dinghy. I decided to swim 
ashore. Twenty minutes later, while Charlie and I were 
pottering along the shore, a trifle of breeze sprang up 
and the Tainui started to move along at a merry gait in 
the smooth water. We tugged at the dinghy oars until 
our arms ached, but still the schooner tantelizingly led 
us in the race, and the jeers of Clark and the Skipper 
added to our exasperation. Finally, they left the sheets 
fly and we caught up. Almost as soon as we boarded 
the craft, the wind dropped. We drifted, and then drifted 
some more, until finally Olcott piers, 16 miles from 
Niagara, hove into view. We had enough of the dod- 
dling along in light airs and so entered the port. A big 
picnic from Buffalo in the Beach Park helped the crew 
to enjoy the afternoon and evening. 
At midnight we hoisted away canvas, and with a 
light night breeze, soon left Olcott light behind. The 
first watch — Clark and the Skipper — ^kept her moving 
until 3.30 when the wind dropped away to a zephyr and 
I was called. Half awake, I tumbled up, shivered awhile 
in the chilly morning air, and set to wOrk to keep her 
moving in what there was of breeze. The wind was very 
light, and it was a close pinch up the shore. I "tickled" 
the stick for an hour, lost my temper at her miserable 
progress, and then lashing the helm, turned in for a 
snooze, leaving the hooker to sail or drift. At 5.30 the 
Skipper walked all over me as he climbed up on deck. 
The boat was heeled gently, and the water gurgled en- 
trancingly along her planks, as she chased along. Even 
this alluring lullaby could not keep the _ crew between 
decks, and they crawled out and blinked in the brilliant 
sunrise. 
[to be continued.] 
Design for a Cruising Yawl. 
In this issue we publish the plans of a cruising yawl 
that was designed by Mr. Theodore W. Brigham and 
built by the Greenport Basin & Construction Co., 
Greenport, L. I., for Dr. B. Hughes Wells, of New 
York City. 
The ^ew boat will take the place of Altair, a smaller 
yawl that was designed by Mr. Henry C. Wintering- 
ham for Dr. Wells a couple of years ago. Dr. Wells is 
an old boat sailer and is one of the best amateur 
yachtsmen in the East. He does a good deal of off- 
shore cruising, and a boat to fill his requirements 
must be unusually well built and seaworthy and capable 
of being handled easily under all conditions. In order- 
ing the new boat the designer was instructed to keep 
the above mentioned requirements in mind, and the 
plans show a nice little boat that should answer the 
owner's wants in every way. 
Her dimensions follow: 
Length — 
Over all 41ft. 3 in- 
L. W. L 27ft. 6 in. 
Overhang — 
Forward Sft. 11 in. 
Aft 7ft. 10 in. 
Breadth — 
Extreme loft. 
L. W. L gft. 6 in. 
Draft— 
Extreme Sft. 6 in. 
Freeboard — 
Forward 3ft. S^in. 
Aft 3ft. 
Least 2ft. 8 in. 
The boat is substantially put together, being framed 
with white oak and planked with cedar. Ihe ballast 
is all outside of the keel. 
The cockpit is 8ft. long and is watertight. Two 
deck beams extend across the after end of the cabin 
house, and give the boat extra transverse strength. 
There is 6ft. headroom under the cabin house, which 
is 14ft. long. The companionway leads to a steerage, 
which is entirely shut off from the main cabin; on 
either side are berths 6ft. long. The main cabin is 
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