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into Black Rock channel for a close fetch down to Half 
Tide Rocks. It is best to give the light a good berth and 
keep much nearer Lovell's Island here on account of shoal 
water. On an ebb tide watch your course sharply, for the 
current breaks across from the Narrows and out the 
B. R, channel with force. This Black Rock channel is 
very attractive, as it runs along close inside of the group 
of Brewster islands, and gives a good view of some 
charming summer places. 
After passing Green Island, we found the wind E.-S.E., 
and started our sheets for a fast but uneventful run to 
Marblehead. Spatters of rain drove us into oilers. We 
passed in by the skeleton light at 5 :2o (three hours five 
minutes, eighteen knots, in a moderate air), and spent 
an hour sailing around through the fleet, eventually 
anchoring off the Boston Y. C. station. 
Sunday, Aug. 14. — Rain fell heavily during the early 
morning, and there was little wind. We got our anchor 
on board at 10:40, and were off in a faint S.E. air. 
Creeping along in a series of chills and a lop of a sea, 
we passed Monomoy, Chicadee, and all the boats near 
us, finally -meeting a nice little S.-SW. wind when nearly 
over to Cat Island. Taking the outside course, we left 
Cat and Baker's islands to port, and made for the buoy 
inside of Half- Way Rock. When up with that buoy, we. 
squared away for the Eastern Point whistler, and had hot 
coffee, with apple sauce and gingerbread, as we ran down 
the wind. 
Passing the whistler at 1 :i5 P. M. in a good whole sail 
breeze, we held on for "the Londoner," a spindle off 
Thatcher's Island, and gybed around that at 2 -.28. Here 
we encountered a steep bobble, caused by the weather- 
bound tide, that necessitated topping up the boom and 
giving the tender's painter more scope. We ran down 
between the Dry Salvages and Straitsmouth Light, then 
beat up Sandy Bay into the small stone harbor at Rock- 
port. The big Government breakwater at Sandy Bay is 
still incomplete — being awash at low tide. It is marked 
by several spar buoys. You would not expect to find a 
lot of ugly rocks inside of an artificial harbor, but there 
are many of them there, and it is well to keep toward the 
port side of the harbor in going in. We anchored at 
3:25 P. M. in the center of the outer basin, where there 
are lift, at mean low water. It is a charming little 
"old world" spot, but no place to be caught in a N.E. 
gale, despite the excellent holding ground. 
Monday, Aug. 15. — Up at 4:30 to find an ideal morning. 
Before we got under way two large schooners kedged out. 
They took their anchors down to the harbor's very mouth, 
then started their steam winches, tripped the anchors as 
they passed over them, and got enough way on to shoot 
nearly a half mile across the placid waters. We drifted 
down to the light on the ebb, and then caught a gentle 
N.W. breeze. We cut inside of "the Londoner," round- 
ing Thatcher's Island close in under the two towering 
lights, and then met the 25ft. sloop Hermes. She was 
a beautiful sight, with a big ballooner drawing like the 
wing of an enormous gull. I pulled out the camera, but 
just as I got it she lowered away the jib. Hard luck! 
Having the camera out, I jumped into the tender and had 
Sassoon sailed past me a few times so that I could take a 
couple of photographs of her under sail. 
The wind now swept offshore in fresh gusts, and we 
held along close in to get the full benefit of it. Hauled 
on the wind at the Eastern Point- whistler at 8:10, and 
stood across under the Magnolia shore as the wind looked 
light offshore. We got some rattling puffs. "Fine!" 
Loping along by Kettle Island, we passed in between 
House and Misery islands. On the latter was the wreck 
of the old steamer Monohansett, which broke her back 
last July in a sporty attempt, one foggy afternoon, to 
leap across the lower portion of the island. 
We beat well up the river in toward West Manchester 
to have a look at the elegant estates located there on the 
waterfront, then ran out again, taking a good squint at 
the Binney-designed schooner Savarona, the handsomest 
auxiliary on our coast. Holding along the shore up to 
Beverly, we then squared off for Cat Island. As we ran 
along we heard sounds like the whirring of forty thous- 
and mowing machines all in one field, and the motor boats 
Autowin and Naughty Girl sped by us, five feet to our 
one, and we doing a good four knots. They were having 
a match race, which was about as exciting to watch as a 
game of cricket. 
We sailed into the Marblehead harbor and jogged up 
and down it until the wind began to fade, when we 
anchored as before off the Boston Y. C. That was at 
12:30 P. M., and the rest of the day there was a flat 
calm. 
After dinner we took the mainsail ashore for repairs, 
the bolt rope having parted on each side of the throat. 
Tuesday, Aug. 16. — The sailmakers had the sail ready 
at the promised hour, but we could not get away until 
11:06, when a light S.E. wind sprang up. Secretary of 
the Navy Morton was then leaving the dispatch boat 
Dolphin amid the racket of eighteen guns. After passing 
buoy No. 3, the wind was very light, so I took a try at a 
white ash breeze in the tender. Half-way to Tinker's 
Island we connected with a delightful easterly which 
hauled to S.E. and pricked on so hard as to nearly ruin 
a fine fish chowder that was brewing. 
After passing the bell buoy, we began to think of reef- 
ing, but pondered on it longer than the breeze lasted. 
Reaching Broad Sound, we encountered a faint S.W. air 
and stood up to Deer Island Light against the first of the 
ebb. Then beat through Long Island gut and went 
through Nantasket roads to Hull Gut. Two attempts to 
stem the tide in a sickly breeze were enough, and we 
started a drift up the back of Peddock's in a series of lit- 
tle showers. Passed through the West Way at 6:30. 
Then another calm. Then another light east wind which 
dropped to nothing when we reached Bumpkin Island. 
Set our side lights for the first time and drifted back- 
ward for awhile, but finally beat up the channel in a 
S.-S.W. chill (the course was S. y 2 E.), with the lead 
going constantly. The channel shoals quickly from three 
fathoms to four feet, so the use of the lead was essential. 
We finally anchored at dead low water (9:20 P. M.) in 
ZYi fathoms just south of the Crow Point wharf. 
. Wednesday, Aug. 17— Under way at 5:05 A. M. with 
light W. wind and ebb tide. Picked up moorings at 5 .-28, 
and gave the ship a good cleaning up before going ashore. 
IV.— To Gloucester. 
Saturday, Sept. 3. — After having slept aboard, I got 
under way at 6:13 A. M. in a moderate S.W. breeze, and 
running out between Ragged and Sailor islands was soon 
at Hull, where I picked up a mooring off the Boston 
Y. C.'s station at 7 103. 
Under way again at 2:05 P. M. with my wife and our 
friends, Mr. and Mrs. B., on board. In a strong S.-S.W. 
wind that was all we could swing whole sail to, we ran 
out the old familiar Black Rock Channel against the 
flood tide. After passing the huge tower, nearly com- 
pleted, on the Graves, we met with quite a rolling sea, but 
swung along at a good pace in the usual large Saturday 
afternoon Marblehead-bound fleet. One small craft of 
about 18ft.- waterline length with full cutter rig crossed 
our bow near Tinker's Island, and, as we overhauled her, 
crowded into our course. She would not give way, and 
as I would not either a scant five feet separated the two 
hulls (the booms were on opposite sides) as we shot by. 
It was evident from the remarks of her crew that they 
thought they could frighten the feminine members of 
our party, but they did not succeed. 
Once inside the harbor, we sailed about through the 
fleet to give our guests a good view of the various craft, 
and then anchored off Tucker's ferry at 6:05. 
Sunday, Sept. 4, was calm and hot after a few showers 
and some fog, so that we did not start until 10:12, 
although our guests had hurried off from their hotel in 
time to breakfast on board. 
We took the inside passage to Gloucester, leaving Cat 
Island, Bowditch's Ledge and Baker Island to starboard. 
Once out by Baker's Island Lights, which, by the way, so 
confused two of the contestants in the Sandy Hook to 
Marblehead race last July, we made slow work of it in 
a long roll, very faint following breeze and hot sun. The 
50ft. schooner yacht Monataka passed us off Manchester, 
and I took two beautiful pictures of her, both on one film, 
a pet mistake of mine. Then a fine little puff sent us 
ahead, much to the chagrin and mystification of her sail- 
ing master. 
We had thought of trying for Rockport, but the breeze 
was so light we slowly ran into Gloucester, where we 
anchored under Ten-Pound Light. Here our guests left 
us. 
Monday, Sept. 5. — Another calm morning. The Her- 
reshoff 15-footer Little Robin had come in during the 
night, so we rowed over and had a look at her. She is 
a beautiful little ship, beautifully kept up. 
Getting under way soon after nine o'clock, we beat out 
of the harbor on the ebb tide. Off Norman's Woe we 
were overtaken and easily passed by the Little Robin. I 
had had quite a conversation with her owner while we 
were within talking distance. It was Mrs. B.'s first 
glimpse into the free masonry of the sea, and she was 
very much surprised at ray talking to : an utter stranger. 
We retraced our steps of the day before, passing inside 
of Baker's Island. The two lighthouses are of different 
height, which is one means of distinguishing them from 
those on Thatcher's Island. 
The wind was very paltry, and when we reached Cat 
Island we saw no signs of improvement, so went into 
Marblehead harbor and anchored at 2 :o5, well up toward 
the head of the harbor. 
Tuesday, Sept. 6. — There was a splendid breeze from 
the N.W. in the early morning, but we delayed our de- 
parture until 10:10 in order to take a friend along with 
us. By the time we started the wind had hauled to 
N.-N.E. Beating out of the harbor with one reef tied 
down in the mainsail, we had a very lively time in the 
puffs from the town shore. Once outside we squared 
away for a delightful run. We did not make very fast 
time, however, because after reaching Nahant we had to 
fight the ebb sweeping out from Boston. Shook out our 
reef, as the wind had taken off a bit. 
At the entrance to the Sound we found a very steep 
sea, about four to five feet high, which caused our skiff 
to go mad. Sne would shoot up alongside of us, then 
sheer around broadside to the sea and then straighten out 
with a wild jerk when her painter came taut. The old, 
old story! 
Once in by Half Tide Rocks, however, we found the 
sea smooth enough, and boiled away up the old Black 
Rock channel, across the Narrows, and up to the Gut. 
Hauling on the wind we stood in to Hull Bay and picked 
up a mooring off the Boston Y. C. station at 2 :os, the 
third successive day that we had quit at that hour and 
minute. 
After luncheon we put our guest ashore and sailed 
about in the Bay until the tide had flooded enough for us 
to get up to our home mooring, to which we made fast at 
quarter after five o'clock. And so to shore and dinner. 
Pavonia Y. C. Officers.— The Pavonia Y. C. held its 
annual meeting a few days ago at Jersey City, and the 
following officers were elected: Com., E. H. Moore; 
Vice-Corn., W. E. Throne; Fleet Captain, D. C. N. Col- 
lins; Finan. Sec'y, W. F. Tobin; Cor. Sec'y, H. Smith; 
Treas., Charles F. Crane; Meas., R. S. Morton; Fleet 
Surgeon, W. J. Parker, M.D. 
The club has sold its Atlantic Highlands property to 
advantage. The club's annual dinner will take place on 
New Year's Day. 
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Steam Yacht Riviera Sold. — Mr. Frederic Gallatin 
has purchased through Messrs. Tames, Lemoine & Crane 
the steam yacht Riviera, ex-Katoomba, from Mr. Pliny 
Fish. 
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Yawl Nerine Sold.— Mr. Stanley M. Seaman has 
made the following sales through his agency: 30ft. yawl 
Nerine, by Mr. F. W. Etherington, to Mr. George A. 
Enell; knockabout Cyma, by Mr. W. M. Bieling, to Mr. 
David Raib, Jr.; and the cruising launch Roma, by Mr. 
James Golden, to Dr. Horace J. Parker. 
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George G. Tyson Dies —George G. Tyson, commodore 
of the Riverside Y. C, died at his home in Greenwich, 
Conn., on December 13, from a hemmorrhage of the 
lungs. He was forty years old and had been in poor 
health for some time. 
Iceboating on North Shrewsbury* 
Red Bank, N. J., Dec. 12. — Editor Forest and Stream: 
The early coming of cold weather has hastened the pre- 
parations for iceboating on the North Shrewsbury River. 
The third class, which includes most of the racing boats, 
will this winter number sixteen. New third class boats, 
under 350 sq. ft. of sail area, are being made ready by 
several members of the ice yacht club. 
R. D. Chandler has built a sloop-rigged boat for Ray- 
mond Hoagland; William White is building a new Mis- 
tral, jib and mainsail; Edward Asay and Ivins Hance 
have altered their boats, Daisy and Northwest, from 
lateen to jib and mainsail rig. Dr. Brewster has rebuilt 
the steel boat and will sail her as a sloop this season. Ed- 
ward Willis and Charles Burd, professional yachtsmen, 
have joined forces, and are turning out a jib and main-, 
sail boat of the third class for their winter's amusement. 
There has been a drift away from the lateen rig, and 
there will consequently be comparatively few of them in 
the racing class. Wizard, owned by George Gillig; 
Georgie II., by Chas P. Irwin; Tyro, by Grant & Mor- 
ford, and Torment, by Charles Burd, are the fastest 
lateens that will be out. It remains to be seen whether 
they will be as decisively beaten by the sloops as they 
were last season. 
January and February, 1904, furnished more iceboating 
than has been seen in years. The North Shrewsbury Ice 
Yacht Club went over to Branchport and captured the 
challenge pennant of the North and South Shrewsbury 
rivers from the South River Club. They successfully de- 
fended the pennant of America against the Pleasure Bay 
Club, and lost it to the Branchport Club. They also held 
the first mentioned pennant against the Branchport Club 
on the river at Red Bank. All of these matches were best 
two in three, two boats to a club, over a 20-mile course 
in a fast time limit. 
There were also special races for cups and trophies, 
and an interesting series of point races for the season's 
performance. Georgie I. proved to be the fastest. Ata- 
lanta, also a sloop, was second, and Tyro earned the third 
place. 
Irwin's Georgie, a little boat of 13ft. spread and some 
320ft. of sail, supplied the sensational sailing of the 
season in light and medium winds. Atalanta did best in 
heavy weather. The problem for the other owners is to 
produce something to displace them. 
An interesting feature of the coming season is the 
restoration of Wizard, champion in 1902 and 1903, 
to her old trim and first-class condition. Sailed by her 
most successful skipper, it is a matter of speculation as 
to her performance this winter compared with some of 
the newer jib and mainsail ice yachts. 
It had been the opinion here until last winter that the 
lateen rig gave the best results to windward, but the con- 
trary proved to be the case. Georgie outpointed and out- 
footed everything. The rougher the ice became, the more 
she beat the lateens and the heavy jib and mainsail boats. 
A feature of last season's racing was the large amount 
of lead carried, amounting in some cases to 600 pounds, 
in addition to two men. The boats track from 13ft. to 
18ft. in third class, there being no limit except sail area. 
Besides the above mentioned boats there are here at 
Red Bank a full dozen of first, second, and fourth class 
boats, and probably fifty or more of lesser size. When 
there is good ice-yachting the river presents a scene of 
life and animation that would well repay one for making 
a trip out from New York to see. There are comfortable 
hotels_ here, and the ice yachtsmen are usually attentive 
to visitors if they make themselves known. S. W. Mor- 
ford is the commodore, and Charles Foxwell the secre- 
tary of the club. T. H. Grant. 
Death of Well-Known Yacht Skipper. — Charles H. 
A¥ells, well known in yachting circles as a crack boat 
sailer, died at Greenport, L. I., on December 14. He 
was 73 years old. Captain Wells commanded upward of 
twenty-five different vessels with great success. He was 
a cautious man, and never met with any accident. In 
1876 he was in charge of the schooner Madeline when she 
defeated Countess of Dufferin. For fifteen years Captain 
Wells was employed by John S. Dickerson as sailing 
master of his yacht. The last yacht in which he was in 
command was the famous Wizard. 
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