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 THE UNIVERSITY 
 
 OF CALIFORNIA 
 
 LOS ANGELES
 
 THE AMERICA CUP.
 
 THE 
 
 AMERICA CUP 
 
 % Bitutititl 1|onit 
 
 Descriptive of the Five International Races between the 
 
 Yacht Livonia, representing the Twelve Yacht Clubs 
 
 ok the Royal Yacht Squadron of England ; 
 
 and the Yachts Columbia and Sappho, 
 
 of the New York Yacht Club, 
 
 for the possession of 
 
 THE CHALLENGE CUP 
 
 WON BY THE YACHT AMERICA IN THE YEAR 
 l8 5 I. 
 
 NEW YORK. 
 
 1 874.
 
 Entered according to A.CI of • Songress, in the year is", i, by 
 
 HAMILTON M >RTON, 
 in the Oflice of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington. 
 
 Manufactured by 
 
 <;. P. Pl rvwrs sons, 
 
 Fourth .1 1 ,/:>/■• and Twenty-third street, 
 
 Nkw York.
 
 
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 1^73 
 
 TO THE 
 NEW YORK YACHT CLUB, 
 
 THE MOST PROMINENT ASSOCIATION REPRESENTING THE 
 PLEASURE NAVY OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, THIS 
 EPISODE IN THEIR NAUTICAL HISTORY IS APPRECIATIVELY 
 DEDICATED BY THE AUTHOR, 
 
 HAMILTON MORTON, 
 
 LATE SECRETARY OF THE CLUB. 
 
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 The America Cup: 
 
 A NAUTICAL POEM; 
 
 TAMES ASHBURY was a citizen 
 
 Of credit and renown, 
 A yachting captain eke was he, 
 
 Of famous Brighton town. 
 
 He to his yachting friends did say, 
 For spouse, save yacht, he 'd none, 
 " It 's twice ten years we 've yachting been, 
 
 And yet that cup 's not won.
 
 3- 
 
 " Last year I took the job in hand, 
 And crossed the briny deep, 
 
 When lo ! a fleet, their canvas spread, 
 That queenly cup to keep. 
 
 " This year, we '11 turn the tables sure, 
 
 And we will all repair 
 Unto the course at Sandy Hook, 
 
 My spouse shall meet me there. 
 
 5- 
 
 "In person I, in spirit you, 
 
 That cup we 're bound to bring- 
 Back to its native ' Sea-Girt Isle,' 
 Or up! the squill-gee fling." 
 
 6. 
 
 They all replied, "we do admire 
 Of yachting men but one ! 
 
 And you are he; our 'Plucky Jim.' 
 Therefore it shall be done.*'
 
 Said James, " I am a yachtsman bold, 
 
 As all the world doth know, 
 But steam is quick ! and then, 't is safe, 
 
 In steamer I will go." 
 
 8. 
 
 Quoth James's friends, •' that is well said, 
 
 And you shall foot the bills, 
 You 're too well furnished with your own, 
 
 To need our scanty rills." 
 
 9- 
 
 Then James he hugg'd his friends all round, 
 
 O'erjoyed was he to find, 
 That though on racing they were bent. 
 
 They had a frugal mind. 
 
 10. 
 
 But then, to get those yacht-clubs o'er, 
 
 That was no easy job, 
 'I have V said James unto himself, 
 
 " I'll put them in my fob ! '
 
 — 4 — 
 II. 
 
 To start the fleet Livonia then, 
 The next thing to be done, 
 "Away!" said James! "your anchors weigh, 
 And leave your Island home ! " 
 
 12. 
 
 The sails went up, the capstan turned, 
 Her mud-hooks quick broke ground, 
 
 With rousing cheers from twelve yacht-clubs, 
 The Solent, did resound ! 
 
 13- 
 
 " Speed on, good yacht ! your chalky cliffs, 
 Fade o'er the waters blue ! 
 To wrest that cup from foreign hands, 
 Will Knight me Champion true ! " 
 
 14. 
 
 O'er crested wave of dark blue sea, 
 
 As James did steam along, 
 What unborn triumphs crowded thick, 
 
 To be rehearsed in song !
 
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 Then thy pictorial genius, too, 
 
 Immortal Gregory! 
 Will paint the victories of your boss, 
 
 His triumphs o'er the sea. 
 
 1 6. 
 
 But now and then a glance he 'd cast 
 Westward, towards Sandy Hook, 
 
 Debating how, that cup he 'd win, 
 Wnether by hook or crook. 
 
 And thus the pros and cons were scann'd, 
 
 Ere half the seas were o'er, 
 Visions of failure, doubts and fears, 
 
 Perplexed his mind full sore. 
 
 18. 
 
 Then said he, to his travelling friend, 
 
 " I 'm not afraid of ' Keelers, ' 
 But 'Centre-boards,' those skimming dishes 
 They 're ugly craft, they '11 peel us !
 
 19- 
 
 " ' Plato thou rcasonest well ! ' I dread 
 The falling far behind, 
 They '11 take the cream from off our milk, 
 And beat us stony blind. 
 
 20. 
 
 " They 're mongrels of the Ocean wave ! 
 Prize thieves in shore and out : 
 But never mind, Flukes is our game ! 
 We '11 bag the cup, no doubt. " 
 
 21. 
 
 The ocean passed, the seas gone o'er, 
 The conquering Hero comes, 
 
 Arise, Committee-men, to work ! 
 No longer twirl your thumbs. 
 
 22. 
 
 You have a weighty charge to keep, 
 
 Yet all you have to do, 
 Scan well that liberal Deed of Trust, 
 
 See, what it had in view !
 
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 23- 
 
 Whatever schemes or plans are laid, 
 
 Departing from its spirit, 
 Must meet with censure, and they all, 
 
 Your just rebuke will merit. 
 
 24. 
 
 Ungracious task, we know it is, 
 
 To meet exacting claim, 
 And much more so, when you may think, 
 
 One-sided is the game. 
 
 25- 
 
 Tho' great events are on the gale, 
 A Nation's glory ! or her shame, 
 
 The muse must take the swallow's wing, 
 That glory or that shame to sing. 
 
 26. 
 
 The war of pen and tongue is o'er, 
 
 'Honors they are easy,' 
 Greek meeting Greek 's the tug of war. 
 
 Diamond cuts diamond leasy.
 
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 2 7- 
 
 The Apostolic Twelve clone brown, 
 
 Served d la conge up, 
 Six naval contests settles then 
 
 Who owns the "Queenly cup." 
 
 28. 
 
 Three clays upon the light green sea, 
 
 And three on the dark blue, 
 Six days of labor, seventh rest? 
 
 Unless one wins, twice two. 
 
 29. 
 
 Thus history repeats itself, 
 With centre-boards and keels ! 
 
 When Gilpin raced, six gents were there, 
 With "Post-boy' 1 at their heels! 
 
 30. 
 
 'Twas then James to his friends did say, 
 
 " How much I do admire ■ 
 The skill and tact of yachting men, 
 When Prize cups, they desire.
 
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 " Last year, you know, we met their fleet, 
 And we were beaten sore, 
 This year we 're better off, you see, 
 We fight with only four ! " 
 
 32. 
 
 Now Kempy had a pleasant wit, 
 
 And loved a timely joke, 
 And to the Husband of the ship, 
 
 In merry guise he spoke : 
 
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 30- 
 
 "We will the Mediums straight consult, 
 And interview the donors, 
 They surely know their own intent, 
 And thus we'll earn the Honors." 
 
 34- 
 
 Now James, he was right glad to find 
 
 His friend a merry guide, 
 Show'd then he had some ready wit, 
 
 And thus to him replied :
 
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 "You don the Medium's mantle quick, 
 Make bee-line up above, 
 Survivor, I will hob-nob here, 
 
 We 're sure the thing to prove ! "
 
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 COLUMBIA AND LIVONIA, 
 
 OVER 
 
 THE N. Y. Y. CLUB COURSE. 
 
 i. 
 
 "*HE course is laid, the yacht is named, 
 
 'Twas one October morn, 
 That season of the waning year, 
 
 When forest trees new liveries wear. 
 
 ii. 
 
 When Nature plies the artist's power, 
 And makes each fading leaf a flower, 
 
 When Flora comes to second birth, 
 And readorns the fading earth.
 
 12 
 
 III. 
 
 ' T was in that season of the year, 
 
 One bright October morn, 
 That Beam met Ballast met to win 
 
 A laurel-leaf, or thorn. 
 
 IV. 
 
 The champion yachts at anchor ride, 
 
 Columbia on the lee, 
 The wind was off from Nor'-Nor'-West, 
 
 Tide ebbing to the sea. 
 
 v. 
 
 Livonia, won the weather-gage, 
 Both headed t 1 wards the shore, 
 
 Their chains all ready to be slipped, 
 They hear steam-whistle roar. 
 
 VI. 
 
 Up go their jibs, both pay to port. 
 
 Columbia o-ets the start, 
 Livonia follows in her wake, 
 
 Some thirty lengths apart.
 
 — 13 — 
 
 VII. 
 
 The land-breeze freshens ! On they go ! 
 
 The gap is growing wider, 
 Stern-chase we know, is often long, 
 
 To helmsman or to rider. 
 
 VIII. 
 
 Long ere they reach the Sou 1 -West Spit, 
 
 ' T was like a tale that 's told, 
 If we bar chance, as well as flukes, 
 Or if we are not sold. 
 
 IX. 
 
 Rounding the Spit in gallant style, 
 
 Columbia first is seen, 
 Port-tacks aboard, she heads for sea, 
 
 With wind abaft the beam. 
 
 x. 
 
 They 've passed the point of Sandy Hook, 
 
 And buoy on outer bar, 
 Livonia comes, still following on, 
 
 Astern about as far.
 
 — H — 
 
 XI. 
 
 Our steam-tug headed out to sea, 
 With thirty inches steam, 
 
 Her engineer gave her the gad, 
 She foamed on either' beam. 
 
 XII. 
 
 Thus bounding o'er the swelling wave, 
 She "Pulverized" the water, 
 
 Two bows of promise then were seen, 
 Upon our starboard quarter ! 
 
 XIII. 
 
 The steamboat men and other craft, 
 The course wide open threw, 
 
 For well they knew, fair play was due, 
 To either, yacht and crew. 
 
 xiv. 
 
 Hieh sieht it was, to see those vachts 
 Come booming Tore the wind, 
 
 With every stitch of canvas set, 
 Livonia still behind.
 
 — 15 — 
 xv. 
 
 The Light-ship 's now th' appointed stake, 
 And East they take their flight, 
 
 She looms above the white-capp'd waves, 
 And greets our searching sight. 
 
 XVI. 
 
 As they draw near their " kites " come down, 
 
 Preparing for the round, 
 That hermit-ship her bell-rope mans, 
 
 Then comes the signal sound. 
 
 XVII. 
 
 Both turned the ship from North and West, 
 
 For so the rule enjoined, 
 And trimming aft, they each wore ship, 
 
 Livonia more behind. 
 
 XVIII. 
 
 On bowline taut, they 're homeward bound, 
 
 For buoy on the Spit, 
 With starboard tacks, tho' well aboard, 
 
 They can 't quite head for it.
 
 — 16 — 
 
 XIX. 
 
 And now, while on their homeward course. 
 
 A "long-board" and a short one. 
 We Ve time to scan these gallant yachts, 
 
 And give our sage opinion. 
 
 xx. 
 
 No Dogberrian wisdom sure ! 
 No feather from his pinion, 
 'T is Bunsby's own, a solid chunk, 
 " Opinion as is opinion." 
 
 XXI. 
 
 Livonia, type of England's yachts, 
 
 A pattern-card is she ! 
 Lays on the water like a fish, 
 
 But sails on either lee. 
 
 XXII. 
 
 Columbia, tho' it freshly blows, 
 
 Stands up like rooted tree, 
 And able boat ! due to her beam, 
 
 As all may easy see.
 
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 XXIII. 
 
 The one like knife divides the wave, 
 
 The other passes o'er, 
 The one has better lines abaft, 
 
 Than those she has before. 
 
 XXIV. 
 
 Livonia wants more beam and bilge, 
 
 Altho' so deep a craft, 
 Columbia may have beam enough, 
 
 But wants it farther aft. 
 
 XXV. 
 
 Livonia's spars are duly placed, 
 Her mainsail is her mainsail, 
 
 And yet 't do n't stretch too far beyond, 
 What 's called a vessel's tafifrail. 
 
 XXVI. 
 
 Columbia looks to windward best, 
 
 When she is on a tack, 
 For where she points, she 's sure to fetch 
 
 That is a settled fact.
 
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 XXVII. 
 
 Both have, of course, a bone in mouth, 
 
 Whene'er it freshly blows, 
 Livonia least ! each have but one, 
 
 And well up towards their bows. 
 
 XXVIII. 
 
 The crested wave Columbia makes, 
 
 Is but the surface water, 
 It 's much more easy to displace, 
 
 Take less, to follow after. 
 
 XXIX. 
 
 The solid wave Livonia makes, 
 
 Before her cleaving prow, 
 Leaves vacuum aft, to be filled up, 
 
 And presses back her bow. 
 
 XXX. 
 
 But now Columbia 's pass'd the Hook, 
 
 Is heading for the buoy, 
 She rounds it from the South and West, 
 
 Midst shouts of unfeigned joy.
 
 — 19 — 
 
 XXXI. 
 
 Her kites lay loose upon the deck, 
 
 With halyards ready bent, 
 When swift as thought, the fluttering sails, 
 
 Aloft are quickly sent. 
 
 XXXII. 
 
 Away she flies with wind abeam, 
 
 Like swallow o'er the sea, 
 While crowded steamers follow on, 
 
 But well clear of her lee. 
 
 XXXIII. 
 
 Livonia 's far astern descried, 
 
 With all her canvas set, 
 True sportsman like, she still hangs on. 
 
 " Won't give it up quite yet." 
 
 xxxiv. 
 
 The judges in the stake-boat stand, 
 
 Columbia rushes by, 
 When shouts and screaming steam proclaim, 
 
 Her well-earned victory.
 
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 XXXV. 
 
 The hour-glass is half run out, 
 
 Ere the Livonia comes, 
 Game to the last, she yet may wear, 
 
 Tho' soiled, her wonted plumes. 
 
 xxxvi. 
 
 Thus ends first contest for the cup, 
 
 The rest are still in store, 
 What they will teach, we 've yet to learn, 
 
 We hope they '11 teach us more. 
 
 XXXVII. 
 
 But this has shown to nautic eye, 
 
 Head wind or going free, 
 That centre-boards are faster craft, 
 " On halcyon, wave or sea. " 
 
 XXXVIII. 
 
 And when the fates we did consult, 
 
 And Delphian Fane invoke, 
 Prophetic voice we then did hear, 
 
 And these the words it spoke :
 
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 XXXIX. 
 
 In cheering words that voice commands, 
 
 "Go boldly in the fight, 
 Who sheds the foremost foeman's life, 
 That party conquers in the strife. "
 
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 COLUMBIA AND LIVONIA 
 Ocear\ Course. 
 
 20 Miles to Windward and Back. 
 
 1. 
 
 \ GAIN we're summon'd to the fight, 
 To see what we may see, 
 That Queenly cup is now at stake, 
 " Super altum mare." 
 
 11. 
 
 We reach the Island's tranquil bay. 
 
 Some yachts are anchored there, 
 Their pennons float in listless guise, 
 
 Fann'd by a gentle air.
 
 24 
 
 III. 
 
 Scarce rippl'd was the glassy bay, 
 
 And some were heard to say, 
 The " chance is poor," small hope there is, 
 "Of gilded spurs to-day." 
 
 IV. 
 
 A vet'ran yachtsman quick replied, 
 
 " The wind is bound to come, 
 October's Northers freshen up, 
 Before the day is done.' 1 
 
 v. 
 
 The champion yachts had left o'er night, 
 
 To reach the light-ship, sure, 
 Promptly on hand they 're bound to be, 
 
 The Queen's cup to secure. 
 
 VI. 
 
 We pass some on their seaward way, 
 With wind, tho' light, yet fair, 
 
 And when the moor'd ship we approach, 
 Columbia, she is there!
 
 — 25 — 
 
 VII. 
 
 This Ocean race, was haply set, 
 'Tween centre-board and keel, 
 
 Not quite so happy was the course, 
 To test on "tack,"' their "heel." 
 
 VIII. 
 
 Columbia had her pride enhanced, 
 
 Again the chosen one 
 To "beard the lion in his den," 
 
 Upon his Ocean-home. 
 
 IX. 
 
 And had the course been dead " a-lee. " 
 The wind Nor'-West-by-West, 
 
 On bow-line taut we then should see, 
 Which of the yachts were best. 
 
 x. 
 
 But Northing in the outward course, ■ 
 Both ways, the wind was free ! 
 
 And flowing sheet Livonia wants, 
 Her very game you see.
 
 — 26 — 
 XI. 
 
 Both yachts are champing on their bits, 
 
 Impatient for the word, 
 They head towards the starting-line, 
 
 Their " port-tacks " are aboard. 
 
 XII. 
 
 The flag comes down, steam-whistle sounds, 
 
 Their masted jibs trimm'd aft, 
 Like quarter-horses then they break, 
 
 It was a splendid start ! 
 
 XIII. 
 
 Livonia, this time gets the lead, 
 
 And keeps it to the stake ; 
 And lulling wind it seems to us, 
 
 Wider the gap to make. 
 
 XIV. 
 
 Heading for stake-boat East-North-East, 
 
 Off the Long Island shore, 
 The gap grows wide and wider still, 
 
 As said or suns: before.
 
 — 27 — 
 
 XV. 
 
 But long before the "mark-boat's " reach'd, 
 
 The gap becomes much less, 
 Columbia bringing up the wind, 
 
 Her chances are the best. 
 
 XVI. 
 
 And when they drew more near the stake, 
 
 Anchored in troubled water, 
 Columbia's place was then upon 
 
 Livonia's windward quarter. 
 
 XVII. 
 
 They turn'd the stake, as suits them best, 
 
 Livonia " wears " around, 
 Columbia trimming aft her sheets, 
 
 Goes over much less ground. 
 
 XVIII. 
 
 Columbia to windward was, 
 
 But several lengths astern, 
 Livonia lufT'd across her bow, 
 " Gibed ship," the stake to turn.
 
 28 — 
 
 XIX. 
 
 Columbia put her helm up, 
 
 Avoiding thus delays ; 
 She pass'd to leeward of the mark, 
 
 And turn'd it while in stays. 
 
 xx. 
 
 No cause for "protest" could be found, 
 
 Both vessels had the right, 
 To turn it any way they pleas'd, 
 
 As it might come in sight. 
 
 XXI. 
 
 Columbia's tactics win the lead, 
 As homeward they are bound, 
 
 And with the fresh'ning of the breeze, 
 She is the fleetest found. 
 
 XXII. 
 
 And now, the gap 's the other way, 
 
 She drops her foe behind, 
 If she can only " carry on," 
 
 She '11 beat Livonia blind.
 
 — 29 — 
 
 XXIII. 
 
 But that 's much easier said than done, 
 When such a foe 's on hand, 
 
 The champion of the Solent wave, 
 Among the first may stand. 
 
 XXIV. 
 
 October's wind is " piping up," 
 
 It 's now a youthful gale, 
 We question whether either yacht, 
 
 Can carry all its sail ! 
 
 xxv. 
 
 It 's squally, too, towards close of day, 
 And " kites " have long been down, 
 
 Columbia's foresail in the " bunt," 
 There, seamanship is shown. 
 
 XXVI. 
 
 Livonia settles "jib away," 
 
 But hoists a smaller one, 
 Main and jib topsail both come down, 
 
 The rest she drags along.
 
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 XXVII. 
 
 Scupper and lee-rail under water, 
 
 She 's sailing on her side, 
 Columbia, now is standing up, 
 
 And makes the gap more wide. 
 
 XXVIII. 
 
 The squall has pass'd, reef'd foresail set, 
 
 Again she vaults along ! 
 Dashing the spray o'er weather-bow, 
 
 Fit champion she for song ! 
 
 XXIX. 
 
 The yachts now sight the Light-ship's place, 
 
 A "point" on their lee-bow, 
 The wind was rather dropping out, 
 
 And kites are trumps just now. 
 
 XXX. 
 
 Columbia sets her flying jib, 
 
 And trims her sheets still more, 
 
 With bellying canvas, sweeps us by, 
 And now she 's cross'd the score.
 
 3i — 
 
 XXXI. 
 
 Now may we sing our Nation's Hymn, 
 Let shouts on shouts arise, 
 
 A wreath you Ve won on either sea, 
 Thy name is in our skies ! 
 
 XXXII. 
 
 You 've shown what centre-boards can do, 
 
 And oped Livonia's eyes, 
 Have set and trimm'd your canvas well, 
 
 To keep that Queenly prize. 
 
 XXXIII. 
 
 Livonia, two miles off is seen, 
 With all the " rags " she '11 carry, 
 
 A distanc'd yacht looms in her eye, 
 'T is not the time to tarry. 
 
 XXXIV. 
 
 She near'd, then cross'd, the fancied line, 
 
 Still all her canvas on, 
 Both yachts were welcom'd back again, 
 
 With shouts both loud and long.
 
 — 32 — 
 
 XXXV. 
 
 While they were off, on race intent, 
 
 The yachts that follow'd on, 
 Cared not the squalls and waves to face, 
 
 But turn'd their prows t'wards home, 
 
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 All o'er the waters of the Hook, 
 
 Their gambols they did play ; 
 Ground, high and lofty tumbling, then, 
 
 The order of the day. 
 
 XXXVII. 
 
 But then they 'd dash'd that " swash " about, 
 
 On each side of the w r ay, 
 Just like a school of dolphins sleek, 
 
 Or wild geese at their play. 
 
 XXXIVIII. 
 
 Or like a flock of gulls they flew, 
 
 By canvas borne along, 
 So did they go ! which brings us to, 
 
 The middle of our sons:.
 
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 COLUMBIA AND LIVONIA 
 
 OVER 
 
 THE N. Y. Y. CLUB COURSE. 
 
 i. 
 
 (OCTOBER'S sun again arose, 
 And shone both clear and bright, 
 
 And summon'd us once more, unto 
 The friendly Nautic fight. 
 
 II. 
 
 Was it the sun of Austerlitz 
 Spangling the morning dew ? 
 
 Or that same orb, whose radiant beams, 
 Once shone o'er Waterloo ?
 
 34 
 in. 
 
 The Bard must e'en the story tell, 
 
 As it was seen by him, 
 Nor is it always certain sure, 
 
 The fastest boat will win. 
 
 IV. 
 
 October's "ides," not March, have come 
 But ah, they have not gone! 
 
 One fatal day stands aye condemn'd, 
 Would it had ne'er been born ! 
 
 v. 
 
 Again we 've reach'd the rufti'd bay, 
 
 Abreast of Staten Isle, 
 The wind it blew from West-Sou'-West, 
 
 The tide it ebb'd the while. 
 
 VI. 
 
 Of champion yachts that number'd four, 
 We found but three were there ! 
 'T was asked, "where is the Sapphic maid?" 
 And echo answer'd, "where?"
 
 35 
 
 VII. 
 
 And then, alas ! too soon we learn'd, 
 The " Palmer's " crippl'd spar ! 
 
 And " Dauntless " too, had come to grief, 
 Both yachts, " Jwrs de combat. " 
 
 VIII. 
 
 The " Palmer, " who so oft had graced 
 Our Nautic lists before, 
 Would fain have donn'd her racing gear, 
 To win one laurel more, 
 
 IX. 
 
 But fate decreed, she ne'er that day 
 Should anchor on the " score, " 
 
 To help to save that Queenly cup, 
 She would have sav'd before. 
 
 x. 
 
 But ne'er despair, that day will come, 
 
 And test your Nautic power, 
 You '11 meet the "Solent" champion yet, 
 
 Then show her your best " bower. "
 
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 XI. 
 
 The " Dauntless, " as her name implies, 
 
 Her place is not behind, 
 Soon gets her racing: "tacks" aboard, 
 
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 And starts straight for the "line." 
 
 XII. 
 
 While being to\vd to take her place, 
 Her bowsprit gear was "foul'd, " 
 
 The tug still straining on the line, 
 Parted her starboard " shroud. ,; 
 
 XIII. 
 
 And here again the Fates step in, 
 
 To rule this Nautic war, 
 One "centre-board," and then one "keel," 
 
 Made contest still more fair. 
 
 XIV. 
 
 We 're thus reduc'd to only one, 
 
 To meet our foreign foe, 
 Hard fate ! and not quite fair it is, 
 
 That we to her must go.
 
 — 37 — 
 
 xv. 
 
 " Livonia, " she complacent rides, 
 She feels our sad distress, 
 The sympathetic tear she drops 
 Her sorrow doth express. 
 
 XVI. 
 
 " Columbia ! you 're our only hope ! 
 ' T is true, you Ve done your share, 
 But will you see that course walk'd o'er ? 
 Or once more nobly dare ? 
 
 XVII. 
 
 Columbia steps straight to the front, 
 With pace tho' slow, yet steady, 
 
 Adopts Livonia's motto, Scotia's too, 
 And hails, " Ready, aye ready. " 
 
 XVIII. 
 
 But ne'er repine at Fate's decrees, 
 
 " Whatever is, is right, " 
 She now decrees in solemn voice, 
 
 " Two yachts decide this fight. "
 
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 XIX. 
 
 And as " th' affairs of mice and men, 
 
 Do often gang a gley, " 
 Let 's smooth it o'er, as best we maw 
 
 And call it Destiny. 
 
 xx. 
 
 But this one truth we '11 ne'er foreet. 
 
 We '11 ponder o'er it still, 
 Rememb'ring well, things wrong begun, 
 
 " Make strong themselves with ill.'' 
 
 XXT. 
 
 Columbia then, is ta'en in tow, 
 
 And anchor'd on the score, 
 But on the toss for "weather-gage," 
 
 Livonia won once more. 
 
 XXII. 
 
 Again they pick Columbia up, 
 
 To place her on the lee, 
 While in the act of doing so, 
 
 The flaes come down, we see.
 
 — 39 
 
 XXIII. 
 
 While yet to North and East of stake, 
 
 Signal to start is giv'n : 
 Livonia "slips," away she goes! 1 
 
 By ample canvas driven. 
 
 XXIV. 
 
 Columbia " slips " tug's hawser too, 
 
 But fills away to starboard, 
 She makes a " short board " t'wards the shore, 
 
 Then '-stays 7 ' and heads to larboard. 
 
 xxv. 
 
 Meanwhile Livonia 's well ahead, 
 
 T' eighth of a mile or more, 
 Both vessels " heel " to western breeze, 
 
 That comes from off the shore. 
 
 XXVI. 
 
 Livonia now has pass'd the bluff, 
 And feels the bay-breeze strong, 
 
 On bow-line taut, she more careens, 
 But then she goes along,
 
 — 4Q — 
 
 XXVII. 
 
 And pointing up to Kihdward well, 
 
 The gap she widens more, 
 Columbia keeps too near the heights, 
 
 The land winds pass her o'er. 
 
 XXVIII. 
 
 But when the island's bluff she 's pass'd, 
 Feels breeze from out the bay, 
 
 In water smooth, she "buckles to," 
 And feels it 's just her play. 
 
 XXIX. 
 
 She soon begins to gather in, 
 The slack on start she 'd made, 
 
 It looks as tho' again she M cast, 
 Livonia in the shade. 
 
 XXX. 
 
 Both vessels now are heading for 
 
 The buoy of the Spit, 
 The tide, strong ebb, it sweeps them out, 
 
 They cannot " weather " it.
 
 — 41 — 
 
 XXXI. 
 
 Columbia tries by "pinching up," 
 
 To round it on that tack, 
 Or else she carries "weather-helm,"' 
 
 She seems " head-sails " to lack. 
 
 XXXII. 
 
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 Whate'er the cause, the fact is clear, 
 
 She holds uneven course, 
 The wind tho 1 steady, yet the flaws 
 
 Strike with uncommon force. 
 
 XXXIII. 
 
 And soon we saw her flying jib 
 Dragging beneath her bow, 
 
 They " luff'd '' her up, to take it in, 
 Small chance for her just now! 
 
 xxxiv. 
 
 Her jib was quickly got aboard, 
 
 And then she " fill'd away, " 
 But ere she reach'd the turning point, 
 ' T was clear she 'd have to stay.
 
 — 42 — 
 
 XXXV. 
 
 And so she did and headed west, 
 
 The buoy thus to pass, 
 Then into stays she went again, 
 
 But this was not her last, 
 
 xxxv J. 
 
 For soon she luff'd into the wind, 
 
 Refus'd to " pay away :" 
 One head-sail gone! in sorry plight. 
 
 She there in "irons"' lay. 
 
 XXXVII. 
 
 Misfortunes come not single file, 
 
 But trooping their array, 
 .For when she took the wind again, 
 
 To starboard she did " pay. " 
 
 XXXVIII. 
 
 But soon she went about again, 
 When she had gather'd " way, " 
 
 Then starting sheets and kites aloft, 
 Her course she now can lay.
 
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 XXXIX. 
 
 But ah ! we fear the game is up, 
 We mourn, but mourn in vain, 
 
 One thought intrudes upon our mind, 
 But don't relieve our pain. 
 
 XL. 
 
 When all these contre-temps occurr'd, 
 " Oh where was Roderick then ! " 
 
 Those blasts upon his bugle-horn, 
 Would 've made his crew all men ! 
 
 XLI. 
 
 Oh for one hour of "Stevens'' might! 
 
 Or well-skill'd " James" to guide the fight, 
 Maintain for " beam, " its Nautic right, 
 
 Preserve its prestige clear and bright! 
 
 XLII. 
 
 Another sight had seen that morn, 
 
 From fate's dark book, a leaf been torn, 
 
 The laurel leaf would still be worn, 
 Would still Columbia's brow adorn !
 
 — 44 — 
 
 XLIII. 
 
 Where shall we look for solace now, 
 
 In our most sad distress, 
 Chop-fallen all, save only one, 
 
 That fact we must confess. 
 
 XLIV. 
 
 That one, he 's of Livonia's crew, 
 Whose heart exulting leaps, 
 
 To see, to him the welcome sight, 
 Columbia " knock'd in heaps ! ' 
 
 XLV. 
 
 Around the deck in glee he glides, 
 His "dancing tacks" aboard, 
 
 A sort of powder-monkey boy, 
 With features round and broad. 
 
 XLVI. 
 
 Precocious youth, James 1 shadow, too ! 
 
 With artless, graceful leer, 
 An open countenance had he, 
 
 A mouth from h'ear to h'ear.
 
 — 45 — 
 
 XLVII. 
 
 Livonia long had turn'd the buoy, 
 
 Was far, far off to sea, 
 With canvas full, she now doth head, 
 
 For light-ship at the lee. 
 
 XLVIII. 
 
 Away she goes, full well she knows, 
 
 Columbia is used up, 
 She carries weight, she sails a race, 
 ' T is for a Queenly cup ! 
 
 XLIX. 
 
 With sheets all free, fore-sails boom'd out, 
 
 Both yachts come flying on, 
 Since rounding buoy of the " Spit, " 
 
 Columbia had gain'd some. 
 
 L. 
 
 They now have reach'd the turning point, 
 
 Livonia still on lead, 
 Columbia brought the breeze along, 
 
 ' T was that increas'd her speed.
 
 - 4 6 — 
 
 LI. 
 
 Their lighter sails arc now on deck, 
 
 All ready for the round, 
 They "turn" the ship from North and West. 
 
 And now are homeward bound. 
 
 III. 
 
 On bow-line taut, port-tacks aboard, 
 They 're heading for the Hook, 
 
 Tide dead ahead, wind freshening up, 
 Their homeward course they took. 
 
 LIIT. 
 
 Livonia first, Spit-buoy turn'd, 
 
 Admiring fleet around. 
 All left Columbia in the lurch, 
 Livonia's praise to sound ! 
 
 LIV. 
 
 And sure a thrilling sight it was, 
 
 To see, as quick as thought, 
 As if by magic, all at once, 
 
 Her light sails go aloft !
 
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 LV. 
 
 Minutes like wounded snakes, 
 Dragg'd their slow length along, 
 
 And then Columbia turn'd the stake, 
 There must be something wrono: ! 
 
 LVI. 
 
 With varying speed throughout the race, 
 Fair work at times she 's done, 
 
 But, summing up without disguise, 
 She 's scarcely held her own. 
 
 LVII. 
 
 Her light sails too, mount up aloft, 
 She 's pluck to the back-bone, 
 
 And don't intend Livonia shall, 
 Be much ahead at home. 
 
 LVIII. 
 
 Livonia now the narrows near'd, 
 
 Our steam is open'd wide, 
 We soon o'erhaul the fleet ahead, 
 
 Are at the stake-boat's side.
 
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 LIX. 
 
 With clouds of canvas she sweeps by, 
 
 " The story it is told, " 
 We welcome her with rousing cheers, 
 
 But not with all our soul ! 
 
 LX. 
 
 Meanwhile Columbia she was seen, 
 When half way from the Hook, 
 
 ; Head in the wind, " upon west bank, 
 The bit in mouth she took. 
 
 LXI. 
 
 For there her steering-gear gave way, 
 
 And all control was gone, 
 A tiller rio-o-'d and main-sail down, 
 
 She slowly wended home. 
 
 LXII. 
 
 We welcome her with heart-felt cheers, 
 
 For all that she has done, 
 You 've beat Livonia more in time, 
 
 Than this, which she has won !
 
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 LXIII. 
 
 And tho 1 a rose, your wreath has lost, 
 And dimm'd its halcyon bloom, 
 
 Land-lock'd, or seaward, try again ! 
 Defeat is not your doom. 
 
 LXIV. 
 
 And you, Livonia, you have won, 
 This day the meed of praise, 
 
 You, too, may sing your Nation's Hymn, 
 Your cherish'd anthem raise ! 
 
 LXV. 
 
 Here o'er our placid waters green, 
 
 And two leagues out at sea, 
 A double triumph you have won, 
 
 A well-earned victory ! 
 
 LXVI. 
 
 A mingled wreath we '11 twine for you, 
 
 To deck your Nautic brow, 
 The waters of the light-green sea, 
 
 Admit your triumph now.
 
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 LXVII. 
 
 Then let Livonia's crew unite, 
 
 And make the welkin rinor, 
 Their Nautic tones will float aloft, 
 
 And this the song they sing : 
 
 LIVONIA'S TRIUMPHAL SONG. 
 Air, Battle of the Nile. 
 I. 
 
 Arise, arise ! Livonia's crew arise ! 
 And let Heaven echo with your song, 
 The genius of Ratsey, Victory proclaiming, 
 Flies through the world, our rights by deeds maintaining, 
 And the contest for the cup, 
 Has shown our science up, 
 And Ashbiy, gallant Ashb'ry's name, 
 Applauded shall be ! 
 
 2. 
 Huzza ! Huzza ! Huzza ! 
 Huzza ! 1 lu/.za ! Boys ! 
 Ashb'ry 's won the wreath that 
 Ratsey had by science twin'd. 
 
 3- 
 And the Battle for the Cup 
 
 Has raised our prestige up, 
 
 And Ashb'ry's name and Ratscy's name, 
 
 Applauded shall be 1
 
 — 5i — 
 
 LXVIII. 
 
 Their song is wafted o'er the deep, 
 
 And meets responsive cheers 
 From twelve yacht-clubs the echo comes, 
 
 And strikes our list'ning ears ! 
 
 LXIX. 
 
 They swell the note, and Albion hears, 
 
 The "voices of her brave," 
 In tones like these, it there resounds, 
 
 " Britannia rules the wave. " 
 
 LXX. 
 
 From steep and cliff your azure dome, 
 Has heard that sound before, 
 
 In olden time, such voice was heard, 
 Mingling with ocean's roar — 
 
 LXXI. 
 
 Told slumbYing nations of the world, 
 
 Wrapped in lethargic sleep, 
 " Your march was o'er the mountain wave, 
 " Your home was on the deep. "
 
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 (OCEAN COURSE.) 
 
 20 Miles to Windward and Back 
 
 1. 
 
 (OCTOBER'S morn again invites, 
 
 To scenes of nautic skill, 
 Is there in store one triumph more, 
 To help that cup to fill ? 
 
 11. 
 
 On reaching near the Quarantine, 
 Columbia there is found, 
 
 The other champions of the club, 
 To "light-ship" they are bound.
 
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 hi. 
 
 We take Columbia then in tow, 
 
 And passing out the Bay, 
 We leave the champion-yachts astern, 
 
 Bound on their sea-ward way. 
 
 IV. 
 
 We drop Columbia at the stake, 
 
 Then hied us back again, 
 To aid the ling'ring yachts that tried 
 
 To reach the stake in vain. 
 
 v. 
 
 But soon the wind struck in from south, 
 
 And fresh'ning as it came, 
 We join'd the yachts awaiting there, 
 
 Glad to return again. 
 
 VI. 
 
 Once more we 're on the battle-field, 
 Three champion yachts are there, 
 
 Livonia, Sappho, Dauntless, too, 
 And last, not least, Columbia.
 
 — 55 — 
 
 VII. 
 
 Gazing to East, old ocean rolls, 
 Where mountain-waves ascend, 
 
 From North to East and South and West, 
 The " Fauces-Terras " trend. 
 
 VIII. 
 
 In funnel shape it opens wide 
 
 Its broad, capacious jaws, 
 And takes the rolling billows in, 
 
 That break upon our shores. 
 
 IX. 
 
 South-East its throat, the light-ship 's moor'd, 
 
 Our "turning-stake" for years, 
 But now the starting point, 
 
 Of yachts, and hopes and fears. 
 
 x. 
 
 The day is all that could be wish'd, 
 
 Sol gleams autumnal rays, 
 Gilding with all his radiant light, 
 
 The combing of the waves.
 
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 XI. 
 
 The breeze, it freshens as the clay goes on 
 
 All looming up so bright, 
 Needs must inspire contending yachts, 
 
 And nerve them for the fight. 
 
 XII. 
 
 The muse has said, or sung before, 
 
 'T is National, this strife! 
 A " challenge " vase, once nobly won, 
 Is gleaming in our sight. 
 
 XIII. 
 
 This gorgeous day recalls that scene, 
 
 The page of Hist'ry in, 
 Two champions met within the ring, 
 
 A champion's belt to win. 
 
 XIV. 
 
 Ere they exchang'd the " palmer's kiss 
 And palm to palm was join'd, 
 
 It was a summer's day like this, 
 They each did comment on.
 
 57 
 xv. 
 
 : Fine clay!" said Heenan unto Sayers, 
 
 And waited his reply, 
 A moment's pause with face inclin'd, 
 
 And gazing in the sky, 
 
 XVI. 
 
 Said Sayers, " fine day indeed it is." 
 These words he then let fall : 
 " The man who cannot fight to-day, 
 "He cannot fight at all." 
 
 XVII. 
 
 So hist'ry may repeat itself, 
 If say we one and all, 
 " The yacht that cannot win to day, 
 " She cannot win at all." 
 
 XVIII. 
 
 Once more unto the breach, dear friends, 
 
 Livonia late hath made, 
 Let 's see the champion that 's to cast, 
 
 Her triumph in the shade.
 
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 XIX. 
 
 They all, like coursers of the plain, 
 Move round with pride elate, 
 
 To know the champion of the day, 
 With quiv'ring flags they wait. 
 
 xx. 
 
 Livonia's racing flag was seen, 
 
 At her main-top-mast head ; 
 The other three at their main-peaks, 
 
 Their racing bunting spread. 
 
 XXI. 
 
 But soon we see the others down, 
 
 Sappho's alone is up ! 
 She has the honor to compete, 
 
 She must protect that cup ! 
 
 XXII. 
 
 And now 't is keel that meets with keel, 
 
 But then this tug of war, 
 Is wag'd on ocean's bosom rough, 
 
 Where sea-birds wont to soar.
 
 — 59 — 
 
 XXIII. 
 
 The stake-boat 's sent to Sou'-Sou-West, 
 
 Full twenty miles to seaward. 
 If from that point the wind " hangs on," 
 " Dead beat " it is from leeward. 
 
 XXIV. 
 
 The air-line now is ready drawn, 
 
 The yachts, their sheets haul'd taut, 
 
 Sappho lays-to, on starboard tack, 
 Livonia on the " port." 
 
 XXV, 
 
 Across the Sappho's stem she lay, 
 When signal meets our eyes, 
 
 The Sappho quickly " fill'd away," 
 Towards the line she flies ! 
 
 XXVI. 
 
 Livonia soon came into stays, 
 
 Upon her weather-quarter, 
 Her starboard-tacks were boarded then, 
 
 And quick she follow'd after.
 
 — 6o 
 
 XXVII. 
 
 Their fore and aft sails all were set, 
 A "gunwale' 1 breeze the while, 
 
 Under full way they reach'd the score, 
 Then cross'd in gallant style ! 
 
 XXVIII. 
 
 Sappho ahead ! Livonia then, 
 
 One minute they 're apart ! 
 Livonia aimed at weather-<rao-e, 
 
 And got it on the start. 
 
 XXIX. 
 
 It soon was seen, the Sappho had 
 
 Livonia "on the hip!" 
 Altho' to leeward at the start, 
 
 She 's now the windward ship. 
 
 XXX. 
 
 1 T is clear that she " out-foots " her too, 
 Still more ahead she 's gone, 
 
 Livonia sees and knows it 's so, 
 But one thing can be done,
 
 6i 
 
 XXXI. 
 
 Break tacks" with Sappho, take the chance, 
 
 Of shift, or better wind. 
 It can't be worse, for as it is, 
 
 She 's sure to be behind. 
 
 XXXII. 
 
 Livonia then goes into stays, 
 
 The Sappho she holds on, 
 And having run her tack well out, 
 She puts her helm down. 
 
 XXXIII. 
 
 Both yachts are now on the same tack, 
 
 Heading for Jersey shore, 
 Upon Livonia's weather-quarter, 
 
 Sappho 's a mile or more. 
 
 XXXIV. 
 
 Before this tack was half run out, 
 
 Wind "canted' 1 to the West, 
 And then 'twas seen how Sappho 'd gain'd, 
 
 She 'd come up near abreast.
 
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 — 62 — 
 
 XXXV. 
 
 Livonia ran her " stretch " well out, 
 
 Tack'd ship on Jersey shore, 
 The Sappho, she then crossed her bow 
 
 A o-oocl half mile or more. 
 
 XXXVI. 
 
 The Sappho then, went into stays, 
 
 Still clinging to Livonia ! 
 But strange to say! we saw her "stay" 
 
 Head in shore ! and leave her. 
 
 XXXVII. 
 
 Experts in racing, ne'er admit, 
 
 Such tactics to be true, 
 But when of yacht you 've got the heels, 
 
 Why never let her go. 
 
 XXXVIII. 
 
 Her error soon the Sappho saw, 
 
 Again she went about, 
 You 've only lost the time in stays, 
 
 Now keep a bright lookout.
 
 - 63 - 
 
 XXXIX. 
 
 Livonia then broke tacks again, 
 
 And headed for the shore. 
 Sappho again, then cross'd her bow, 
 
 At least two miles or more. 
 
 XL. 
 
 This time the Sappho clung more close, 
 
 For soon she went in stays. 
 Visions of triumph met her sight, 
 
 And green, triumphant bays. 
 
 XLI. 
 
 For then the " mark-boat " caught her eye, 
 
 She tack'd for it in shore, 
 And as she headed for the stake, 
 
 Saw only one tack more. 
 
 XLII. 
 
 The stake she reach'd on starboard tack, 
 
 Her helm is hard a-lee, 
 Her sails are shaking in the wind, 
 
 She 's round ! she 's round ! we see.
 
 - 6 4 - 
 
 XLIII. 
 
 With flowing sheets, light sails aloft, 
 
 All swelling with the wind, 
 The greeting shouts, the screaming steam, 
 
 She leaves them all behind. 
 
 XLIV. 
 
 Livonia, too, she tack'd " in shore, " 
 
 And headed for the stake, 
 Then tack'd again, soon as she. thought 
 
 The mark-boat she could " make. " 
 
 XLV. 
 
 Then with her port-tacks well aboard, 
 
 She made it on its lee, 
 And " wearing ship " she had to make, 
 
 A longer turn, you see. 
 
 XLVI. 
 
 But when she 'd fairly pass'd around, 
 And greetings had been giv'n, 
 
 She crowded all her canvas on, 
 And homeward then she 's driven.
 
 - 65 - 
 
 XLVII. 
 
 Now that our pulses beat less high, 
 
 Excitement temper'd down, 
 A retrospective glance we '11 cast, 
 
 On what has pass'd around. 
 
 XLVIII. 
 
 We needs must feel an inward joy, 
 And smile ! for smile we may, 
 
 Our Sappho 's won a laurel leaf, 
 For what she 's done to-day. 
 
 XLIX. 
 
 But with that self-complacent smile, 
 
 Let 's mingle praises due, 
 For what Livonia 's also clone, 
 " ShipVhusband " and her crew. 
 
 L. 
 
 'T is not too broad a claim to make, 
 
 Nowhere beneath the sun, 
 Floats there a yacht, that e'er could do, 
 
 What those two yachts have done.
 
 66 
 
 LI. 
 
 A " dead to windward " beat it was, 
 
 Worth)' poetic lays, 
 A cracking breeze, and good sea on, 
 
 They each deserve such praise. 
 
 LII. 
 
 The homeward run of both the yachts, 
 
 Was picturesque to sight, 
 But hopes and fears were centr'd in, 
 
 The struggling windward fight. 
 
 LIII. 
 
 The Sappho reach'd the light-ship stake, 
 
 Nearly five miles ahead, 
 And as Livonia came in, the night 
 
 Her sable mantle spread. 
 
 LIV. 
 
 The time it took to make the race, 
 
 That Sappho there did win, 
 Was just five hours and a half, 
 
 From start to coming in.
 
 jfifijr $Un: 
 
 SAPPHO AND LIVONIA, 
 
 OVER 
 
 THE N. Y. Y. CLUB COURSE. 
 
 i. 
 
 AGAIN our Nautic armor's donn'd, 
 That "Challenge-cup" to keep, 
 And show the nations of the world, 
 That we control the deep. 
 
 ii. 
 
 The cup itself tho' bright its sheen, 
 And tho 1 't was hardly won, 
 
 Is treasur'd now, and only held, 
 To make such fact more known.
 
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 in. 
 
 It 's taken from the rank and file, 
 
 Of prize-cups in Battalia, 
 Nor was it ever ranked among, 
 
 The widow' d Queen's regalia. 
 
 IV. 
 
 But he, whose fearless daring won, 
 
 And brought the trophy o'er, 
 In gallant mood baptiz'd anew, 
 
 When landed on our shore. 
 
 v. 
 
 For when 't was won in foreign climes, 
 
 And wonder fill'd the air, 
 The shouts of loyal subjects told, 
 
 The Oueen herself was there. 
 
 VI. 
 
 And' when she "speer'd" the " where away, " 
 
 Of yachts contesting there, 
 Was told America 's ahead, 
 
 The other yachts nowhere !
 
 — 6 9 — 
 
 VII. 
 
 And then the challenger himself, 
 
 Stands sponsor for that name, 
 When first he sought and first he thought, 
 
 That he could win the same. 
 
 VIII. 
 
 Then there 's poetic license, too, 
 
 Its gallantry should show, 
 And cherish still that queenly name, 
 
 Give Majesty its due. 
 
 IX. 
 
 It still may claim that soubriquet, 
 
 With prejudice to none, 
 Bearing in mind that it should be, 
 
 In " friendly contest won. " 
 
 x. 
 
 Friend Meter of the Harwich club, 
 In mind, seems sore perplex'd, 
 
 And at the name of Queenly cup, 
 Is "mix'd," as well as vex'd.
 
 — 7o — 
 
 XI. 
 
 It was not so some years ago, 
 At least, 'twas "Royal" then, 
 
 But since it has been borne away, 
 Is worth just "ten pound ten." 
 
 XII. 
 
 Besides it 's but the yearly prize, 
 
 The Royal squadron give, 
 And Chinese junk and Norway punt, 
 
 May have at it a dig. 
 
 XIII. 
 
 Proviso first, they all must know, 
 
 If to the lists they come, 
 They cannot bring their centre-boards, 
 
 Such toys must stay at home. 
 
 XIV. 
 
 And then you know, we let it go, 
 Time out of mind, forgotten, 
 
 And well we knew, that ere it flew, 
 It had n't got no bottom,
 
 — 7i — 
 xv. 
 
 For when our cousins bagg'd the thing 
 They raised so huge a shout, 
 
 The vase it shook so fearfully, 
 The bottom it fell out. 
 
 XVI. 
 
 Strange, how history repeats itself! 
 
 And case in point declare, 
 An ebon citizen in the South, 
 
 He once, a hare did snare, 
 
 xvn. 
 
 And while in arms he held his prize, 
 
 Thus lavish'd patois praise : 
 ' You nice smove ting, you hair so fine, 
 " You haint liv'd many days, 
 
 XVIII. 
 
 ' You is so fat, so bery fat, 
 
 " So fat, you brile youself ! " 
 Away went puss from out his arms, 
 And bounded o'er a delf!
 
 — 72 - 
 
 XIX. 
 
 With eyes askance, he cast a glance 
 
 At pussy where she stood, 
 With pouting lips and nodding head, 
 
 Address'd departed food : 
 
 xx. 
 
 "You long-ear'd ting, you's on'y good, 
 
 " To play wid at de door, 
 " You hinder-legs dem good for run ! 
 
 " But Q-ood for nuffin 7 ' more. " 
 
 XXI. 
 
 But ere she fled the quarry's edge, 
 
 With heart still in a flutter, 
 She heard poor Sambo's stomach spleen, 
 "You's not so darn'd fat nudder!" 
 
 XXII. 
 
 But after all, what's in a name, 
 The rose would smell as sweet, 
 
 No matter what the name: we 're bound 
 That silver cup to keep !
 
 XXIII. 
 
 Once more, but not "unto the breach," 
 
 That, Sappho has repair'd, 
 And in her gallant struggle then, 
 
 We all most gladly shar'd. 
 
 XXIV. 
 
 October's morn again has dawn'd, 
 With' rays both bright and clear, 
 
 The due West wind comes o'er the land, 
 Our hopes and hearts to cheer. 
 
 XXV. 
 
 Then, as we near the starting-point, 
 The champion yachts we see, 
 
 With head to wind, ebb-tide near done, 
 They ride most quietly. 
 
 XXVI. 
 
 Again the Sapphic maid 's the choice, 
 
 The challenger to meet, 
 Sure that she '11 win one laurel more, 
 
 That champion cup to keep.
 
 — 74 — 
 
 XXVII. 
 
 On deep-sea course, 't was keel met keel, 
 
 And now the strife will be, 
 Where Zephyr breathes her gentler gales, 
 
 O'er halcyon wave or sea. 
 
 XXVIII. 
 
 Livonia won again the choice, 
 
 To windward is her place, 
 With springs upon her cable taut, 
 
 She 's ready for the race. 
 
 XXIX. 
 
 The Sappho, while she 's being tow'd, 
 Dropp'd anchor " under foot. " 
 
 And having too much headway on, 
 Of course, she " pick'd it up. " 
 
 xxx. 
 
 And heading in towards the shore, 
 
 She made for the Livonia, 
 But ere she reach'd her " quarter-badge, " 
 
 The tug again controlTd her.
 
 — 75 — 
 
 XXXI. 
 
 At length she 's anchor'd on the " score, " 
 
 Both yachts, their sheets made fast, 
 Are ready now, and only wait, 
 
 To hear the signal blast. 
 
 XXXII. 
 
 The flags come down, and then go up, 
 And then come down once more, 
 
 Steam-whistle sounds both shrill and loud, 
 Livonia pays off shore. 
 
 XXXIII. 
 
 Foretop-mast housed in view of wind, 
 
 Her lower sails all draw, 
 She reels it off, hand over hand, 
 
 And " heels " at every flaw. 
 
 xxxiv. 
 
 The Sappho nymph unlucky was, 
 
 She payed off to starboard, 
 And had to "stay," "light up" port-tacks, 
 
 Ere she could head to larboard.
 
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 XXXV. 
 
 She lost three minutes, if not more, 
 
 In getting fairly round, 
 When off, and in Livonia's wake, 
 
 She well astern was found. 
 
 xxxvi. 
 
 Livonia pass'd the Narrows' point, 
 Hugging West Bank along, 
 
 Finding the Sappho gaining fast, 
 And sure to pass ere long. 
 
 XXXVII. 
 
 Before they 'd gone one third the way, 
 
 As near as we could see, 
 Sappho rang'd up abreast her beam, 
 
 And pass'd well clear her lee. 
 
 XXXVIII. 
 
 That feat perform'd, the tale was told, 
 And when she turn'd the buoy, 
 
 The plaudits from the steamers round, 
 Full well express'd their joy.
 
 — 77 — 
 
 XXXIX. 
 
 Both yachts are 'round and outward bound, 
 To light-ship three leagues off, 
 
 With wind dead-aft they 're wing and wing- 
 As soars the bird aloft. 
 
 XL. 
 
 And now while on their seaward way, 
 
 We '11 lay upon our oars, 
 And see, if haply we may glean. 
 
 Aught from these Nautic wars. 
 
 XLI. 
 
 And Iho' it 's never safe to crow, 
 
 Before the wood you clear, 
 Yet when Fate rules, why then you know, 
 
 No matter how you steer. 
 
 XLII. 
 
 These contests for the Queenly cup, 
 Have four great problems solved, 
 
 And taught at least, the yachting world, 
 The "status" that they hold.
 
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 XL1II. 
 
 That Ballast cant with Beam contend, 
 
 In smooth or troubled water, 
 But when judiciously combin'd, 
 
 That 1 s just the thing we 're after. 
 
 XLIV. 
 
 That Keel can 't match with Centre-board, 
 
 In any yachting weather, 
 " By or large," course smooth or rough, 
 
 The centre-board 's the better. 
 
 XLV. 
 
 One other fact is also shown, 
 Touching our " Pleasure navy, " 
 
 Our keels, tho' not full beamy type, 
 For that we cry, " Peccavi ! " 
 
 XLVI. 
 
 Yet, when compar'd with foreign yachts, 
 
 In any kind of weather, 
 On bow-line taut, or flowing sheet, 
 
 They 've prov'd themselves the better.
 
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 XLVII. 
 
 But now we 've reach'd that SolitaL 
 
 Whose vigils, night and day, 
 Mid-summer's sun, and wintry storms, 
 
 Her duty there to stay. 
 
 XLVIII. 
 
 Warning to give the homeward-bound, 
 
 With fog-horn, and with bell, 
 As well the stranger on our coast, 
 
 The way he seeks to tell. 
 
 XLIX. 
 
 Her lights by night, her "loom" by day, 
 
 Like pole-star in the heaven, 
 To master, crew, and all on board, 
 
 Our sympathy is given. 
 
 L. 
 
 But now the Sappho nears the ship, 
 Her kites come fluttering clown, 
 
 Her sheets trimm'd aft, main-boom jib'd o'er, 
 And now she is around.
 
 So — 
 
 LI. 
 
 On bow-line taut, away she goes, 
 
 With starboard-tacks aboard, 
 With all the grace her namesake had, 
 
 She heads the South toward. 
 
 LII. 
 
 Livonia, too, with steaming craft, 
 
 Makes up her gorgeous train, 
 But soon she 's left to plod alone, 
 
 The Sappho 's their pet dame. 
 
 LIII. 
 
 Her course she held about Sou'-West, 
 
 For near two miles or so, 
 Then tacking ship, she heads Nor'-West, 
 
 On homeward reach you know. 
 
 LIV. 
 
 Livonia, after rounding stake, 
 
 "Haul'd flat," and follow d after. 
 And when she "stay'd, " she found herself, 
 On Sappho's lee-ward quarter.
 
 — 8i 
 
 LV. 
 
 Again Livonia went about, 
 
 Her starboard tacks aboard, 
 Sappho soon after went in stays, 
 
 Both yachts now heading South Yd. 
 
 LVI. 
 
 Once more the Sappho's helm 's a-lee, 
 
 Is pointing for the Hook, 
 And when Livonia reach'd her track, 
 
 A Nor'-West course she took. 
 
 LVII. 
 
 She 's fairly now in Sappho's wake, 
 
 Full two miles dead astern, 
 She ne'er can make that distance up, 
 
 Much less " the tables turn ! ' 1 
 
 LVIII. 
 
 When Sappho reach'd the point of Hook, 
 
 And found she 'd weather it, 
 Again she tack'd, stood in the bay, 
 
 To clear the Sou'-West Spit.
 
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 LIX. 
 
 Livonia, now, must tack again, 
 She 's hopelessly to lee-ward, 
 
 Twice more than Sappho has she tack'd, 
 While on their run from seaward. 
 
 LX. 
 
 Now Sappho sees her way all clear, 
 
 To buoy of the Spit, 
 Her last tack's made, "rap-full" she flies 
 
 She reaches, and she rounds it. 
 
 LXI. 
 
 Again we see her light sails mount, 
 
 Like fluttering wings they rise, 
 While shouts and cheers and whistling steam, 
 
 Are echoed from the skies. 
 
 LXII. 
 
 Away she goes with leading wind, 
 
 Her swelling canvas full, 
 Vain 't is for steam to vie with her, 
 
 Unless the wind should lull.
 
 - 8 3 - 
 
 LXIII. 
 
 Meanwhile Livonia 's gain'd the Hook, 
 
 Weatherd its triune light, 
 On starboard tack she " reaches" in, 
 
 Still eager in the fight, 
 
 LXIV. 
 
 She now, can surely make the buoy, 
 
 And turn it from the West, 
 Her helm 's eas'd down, she 's in the wind, 
 
 She's doino: her "level best." 
 
 LXV. 
 
 She 's turn'd the buoy of the Spit, 
 
 Turn'd it in gallant phase, 
 Sends all her " dimity " aloft, 
 
 Bnt few are left to praise ! 
 
 LXVI. 
 
 They Ve follow'd up the Sapphic queen, 
 
 To worship at her shrine, 
 To Nature true, where Fortune smiles, 
 
 There 's all that is Divine.
 
 - 8 4 - 
 
 LXVII. 
 
 At point of Narrows wind drops out, 
 
 We pass the Sappho there, 
 At stake-boat stop, the judges then, 
 
 To her at once repair. 
 
 LXVIII. 
 
 Enrob'd in canvas white as snow, 
 The .Sapphic maid comes on, 
 
 She seems herself full well to know, 
 The vicfry she has won. 
 
 LXIX. 
 
 And as she pass'd the stake-boat's beam, 
 
 Such clamor sounded there, 
 As tho' men shouted on the earth, 
 
 And Spirits in upper air. 
 
 LXX. 
 
 Livonia when she reach'd the stake. 
 
 Some half an hour behind. 
 Was wclcom'd tho 1 no wreath she 'd won, 
 
 Her Nautic brow to bind.
 
 - 3 5 - 
 
 LXXI. 
 
 The race is done ! the cup 's not won ! 
 
 'T is brighter in our eyes, 
 Since twice it 's been within the ring, 
 " So coveted that prize." 
 
 LXXI I. 
 
 We hold it still, and fondly hope, 
 It ne'er will cross the seas, 
 
 And thus transfer to foreign club, 
 Our Nautical prestige. 
 
 LXXIII. 
 
 Yet not the silver vase we prize, 
 
 Tho' graceful its design, 
 But what it emblems, what recalls ! 
 
 Those things, our hearts entwine. 
 
 LXXIV. 
 
 ' T is not our Naval architects alone, 
 
 Should proudly cherish it, 
 Our country's claim, her Nautic fame, 
 
 On it is plainly writ.
 
 — 86 
 
 LXXV. 
 
 The victories recorded there, 
 Announce, in terms too plain, 
 
 That we have still the settled right, 
 Pre-eminence to claim — 
 
 LXXVI. 
 
 In type of vessel, mould or form, 
 
 In tackle and apparel, 
 Tho' in the latter we '11 admit, 
 
 We do n't so much excel. 
 
 LXXVII. 
 
 Well may we boast one type of craft, 
 
 However much ignor'd 
 As " skimming-dishes, " " race-machines !" 
 
 Our high-priz'd centre-boards. 
 
 LXXVIII. 
 
 They are, we 've found, more fleet of foot, 
 
 Sea-going vessels, too, 
 In all respects worthy the keel, 
 
 Of our late friendlv foe.
 
 - 8 7 - 
 
 LXXIX. 
 
 We look on them as on our keels, 
 
 Patterns of naval art, 
 And tho' in Pleasure-navy roll'd, 
 
 Perform their destin'd part. 
 
 LXXX. 
 
 Like blooded coursers of the turf, 
 
 Their points we utilize, 
 Hence clipper-ships and steamers, too, 
 
 Our country's boast arise. 
 
 LXXXI. 
 
 Octobers ides have come and gone, 
 
 And we have fairly shown, 
 That we may breed from either type, 
 
 When tariff laws have flown. 
 
 LXXXII. 
 
 But while we praise our champion yachts, 
 
 For all that they have done, 
 Let 's not forget those who foresaw, 
 
 Such vicfries would be won. 
 
 .■
 
 S8 - 
 
 LXXXIII. 
 
 The name of J. C. Stevens, Edwin, too, 
 
 Stand out in bold relief, 
 In centre-boards both entertain'd, 
 
 Unwavering belief. 
 
 LXXXIV. 
 
 Early to see the ripen'd fruit, 
 
 From Pleasure-navy grown, 
 From either type, they lived to see, 
 
 Their zealous labors crown'd ! 
 
 LXXXV. 
 
 But when their faith they 'd show by works, 
 
 And cross'd the ocean wide, 
 England's naval architects then saw 
 
 America's huge stride. 
 
 LXXXVI. 
 
 That name to yacht-men ever dear, 
 
 As well the cup she won, 
 Recalls to us still other names, 
 
 Engrav'd its sides upon.
 
 - 8 9 - 
 
 LXXXVII. 
 
 The names of Wilkes and Finlay, too, 
 George Steers, and G. L. Schuyler, 
 
 Steers, her far-famed architect, 
 Schuyler, " sole survivor." 
 
 LXXXVIII. 
 
 Proud may we be of our own Steers, 
 
 Of Nautic genius, ample, 
 Where shall we look, 'mong living men, 
 
 For one who 's caught his mantle. 
 
 LXXXIX. 
 
 His daring genius left the path, 
 
 Our fathers plodded on, 
 He took resistance by the horns, 
 
 When lo ! its pow'r was gone ! 
 
 xc. 
 
 Nautic science rubb'd her eyes, 
 And star'd at what was done, 
 
 Steers for the donors built a yacht. 
 And then that cup was won !
 
 — 9© — 
 
 XCI. 
 
 Who but survivor, who but he? 
 
 That Nautic tale unfold, 
 Give all the log, the by and large, 
 'T were worth its weight in gold ! 
 
 XCII. 
 
 The other donors all are gone ! 
 
 Have ta'en the morning's wing; 
 And he and we are only left, 
 
 Their requiem to sing. 
 
 -XCIII. 
 
 They 've gone aloft, within the vale, 
 Their anchors they have cast, 
 
 Royals and sky-sails — all sails furl'd, 
 They 've found that rest at last ! 
 
 xciv. 
 
 In spirit they 're still with us, 
 They 've only " shipp'd " anew ! 
 
 To float amid the azure realms, 
 O'er waves ethereal blue.
 
 - Qi — 
 xcv. 
 
 Tho' storms below, their hulls have toss'cl 
 
 Their spirits know no wreck, 
 When the last whistle they shall hear, 
 
 They '11 step upon the deck ! 
 
 xcvi. 
 
 But since enjoinVl no more to sing, 
 
 Of Queenly cups in strife, 
 We think that this may yet be sung, 
 
 And not endanger life ! 
 
 xcvu. 
 
 No more Queen's cup ! It now shall be, 
 
 America's own cup, 
 And should we lose its custody, 
 
 And yield the trophy up, 
 
 XCVIII. 
 
 When round the Queen's own garden home, 
 
 A°:ain our canvas floats, 
 To test with all Her yachting sons, 
 
 The speed of rival boats.
 
 - 92 — 
 
 XCIX. 
 
 As once it was, in years gone by, 
 
 May it again be so, 
 The Queen in health with beaming eye, 
 
 Smile on the gallant show ! 
 
 c. 
 
 Then let us sin^, " Lonq; live the Oueen ! 
 
 And AshbVy, long live he ! " 
 And when he next that cup would win, 
 
 May we be there to see! 

 
 STATISTICS OF THE FIVE RACES.
 
 FIRST RACE. 
 
 Name. Owner. Displacement. Apportionment. 
 Livonia J. Ashbury 6,651. 1,881. 
 
 Columbia F. Osgood 4,861. 1,694. 
 
 
 Sta 
 
 ST. 
 
 S. W. Spit. 
 
 Light Skip. 
 
 S. W. Spit. 
 
 
 
 
 h. m. s. 
 
 h. m. s. 
 
 h. m. s. 
 
 Columbia. . 
 Livonia 
 
 *- 
 
 m. 
 40 
 
 I 24 OO 
 12 8 27 
 
 I 23 53 
 I 3S 31 
 
 3 50 13 
 
 4 19 5P 
 
 
 
 
 Time of Arrival. 
 
 Time of Race. 
 
 Corrected 
 Time. 
 
 
 
 
 h. m. s. 
 
 h. m. s. 
 
 h. m. s. 
 
 
 
 
 •••4 57 32 
 
 6 17 42 
 
 6 ig 41 
 
 
 
 
 ... 5 23 00 
 
 6 43 30 
 
 6 46 45 
 
 in. s. 
 Columbia beats Livonia 25 18 actual time. 
 
 27 04 corrected time.
 
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 SECOND RACE 
 
 Actual Corrected 
 
 Name. Start. Stake Boat. Return. Time. Time. 
 
 h. m. s. h. m. s. h. m. s. h. m. s. h. m. s. 
 
 Columbia 12 05 33^ 1 32 10 3 07 15 3 01 33 1 .; 3 07 41% 
 
 Livonia 12 03 30^ I 31 00 3 10 10 3 06 4Q 1 2 ' 3 iS 15^ 
 
 Victory of the Columbia, by allowance of time, 10 m. 33% s.
 
 THIRD RACE 
 
 Name. Start. S. W. Spit. Light Ship. S. W. Spit. 
 
 h. m. s. h. m. s. h. m. s. 
 
 Livonia , h- m. 2 40 oo 3 20 30 4 25 55 
 
 (- 1 25 
 
 Columbia. . ) 2 46 00 3 25 45 4 31 30 
 
 Corrected 
 Time of Arrival. Time of Race. J'ime. 
 
 h. m. s. h. m. s. h. m. s. 
 
 Livonia 5 18 05 3 53 05 4 02 25 
 
 Columbia 5 37 38 4 12 38 4 17 35 
 
 m. s. 
 Livonia beats Columbia 19 33 actual time. 
 
 15 10 corrected time.
 
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 FOURTH RACE 
 
 Name. Owner. Club. Apportionment. 
 Sappho W. P. Douglas New York 1 95 1 
 
 Livonia Tames Ashbury Royal Harwich 1SS1 
 
 Sappho. 
 Livonia 
 
 Crossing the Line. 
 
 h. m. s. 
 ..12 r I OO 
 
 12 12 52 
 
 Stake Boat. 
 h. m. s. 
 4 02 10 
 
 4 29 45 
 
 Time of Arrival. 
 h. m. s. 
 Sappho 5 44 24 
 
 Livonia 6 17 so 
 
 
 
 Corrected 
 
 [ME OF 
 
 Race. 
 
 
 Time. 
 
 h. m. 
 
 s. 
 
 h. 
 
 m. s. 
 
 5 33 
 
 24 
 
 5 
 
 39 ° 2 
 
 6 04 
 
 3S 
 
 6 
 
 09 23 
 
 Sappho beats Livonia 
 
 m. 
 
 '31 14 actual time. 
 30 21 corrected time.
 
 FIFTH RACE. 
 
 Name. Start. 
 
 Sappho ) h 
 
 Livonia .... I 
 
 - ii 
 
 S. W. s 
 
 PIT. 
 
 Light 
 
 Ship. 
 
 S. W. Spit. 
 
 h. m. 
 
 S. 
 
 h. m. 
 
 s. 
 
 h. m. s. 
 
 12 15 
 
 12 
 
 I 32 
 
 58 
 
 3 I2 r 4 
 
 12 l6 
 
 5S 
 
 1 45 
 
 00 
 
 3 34 30 
 
 Corrected 
 
 Time of Arrival. Time of Race. Timk. 
 
 h. m. s. h. m. s. h. m. s. 
 
 Sappho 3 59 05 4 38 05 4 46 17 
 
 Livonia 4 25 _n 5 04 41 5 11 55 
 
 m. s. 
 Sappho beats Livonia 26 36 actual time. 
 
 25 27 corrected time. 
 
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 APPENDIX.
 
 
 APPENDIX, 
 
 THE YACHT AMERICA. 
 
 Extract from the Speech of Commodore J. C. Stevens^ of the 
 New York Yacht Club, at a Banquet Given Him at the 
 Astor House, October 2, 185 1, Upon His Return from 
 Europe, Subsequent to the Triumph of the Yacht America. 
 
 And you may, perhaps, have observed that my hair is 
 somewhat greyer than it was when I last met you. Ell tell 
 you how it happened. But I am trespassing on your good 
 nature. [" Go on, go on," from all sides.] In coming from 
 Havre, we were obliged, by the darkness of the night and 
 a thick fog, to anchor some five or six miles from Cowes. In 
 the morning early the tide was against us, and it was dead 
 calm. At nine o'clock a gentle breeze sprang up, and with 
 it came gliding down the Eaverock, one of the newest and 
 fastest cutters of her class. The news spread like lightning 
 that the Yankee clipper had arrived, and that the Laverock 
 had gone clown to show her the way up. The yachts and 
 vessels in the harbor, the wharves, and windows of all the 
 houses bordering on them, were filled with spectators, watch- 
 ing with eager eyes the eventful trial. They saw we could not 
 escape, for the Laverock stuck to us, sometimes laying to, and
 
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 sometimes tacking around us, evidently showing she had no 
 intention of quitting us. We were loaded with extra sails, 
 with beef and pork, and bread enough for an East India 
 voyage, and were some four or five inches too deep in the 
 water. We got up our sails with heavy hearts, the wind had 
 increased to a five or six knot breeze, and after waiting until 
 we were ashamed to wait longer, we let her get about two 
 hundred yards ahead and then started in her wake. .1 have 
 seen and been engaged in many exciting trials at sea and on 
 shore. I made the match with Eclipse against Sir Henry, and 
 had heavy sums, both for myself and for my friends, depend- 
 ing on the result. I saw Eclipse lose the first heat and four- 
 fifths of the second, without feeling one-hundredth part of 
 the responsibility, and without feeling one-hundredth part of 
 the trepidation I felt at the thought of being beaten by the 
 Laverock in this eventful trial. During the first five minutes 
 not a sound was heard save, perhaps, the beating of our 
 anxious hearts or the slight ripple of the water upon her 
 sword-like stem. The captain was crouched down upon the 
 floor of the cockpit, his seemingly unconscious hand upon 
 the tiller, with his stern, unaltering gaze upon the vessel 
 ahead. The men were motionless as statues, with their eager 
 eyes fastened upon the Laverock with a fixedness and inten- 
 sity that seemed almost supernatural. The pencil of an 
 artist might, perhaps, convey the expression, but no words 
 can describe it. It could not nor did not last long. We 
 worked quickly and surely to windward of her wake. The 
 crisis was past, and some dozen of deep drawn sighs proved 
 that the agony was over. We came to anchor a quarter, or 
 perhaps a third of a mile ahead, and twenty minutes after 
 our anchor was clown the Earl of Wilton and his family were 
 on board to welcome and introduce us to his friends. To 
 himself and family, to the Marquis of Anglesea and his son, 
 Lord Alfred Paget, to Sir Bellingham Graham and a host of 
 other noblemen and gentlemen, were we indebted for a
 
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 recejotion as hospitable and frank as ever was given to prince 
 or peasant. From the Queen herself, we received a mark of 
 attention rarely accorded even to the highest amonsr her own 
 subjects ; and I was given to understand that it was not only 
 a courtesy extended to myself and friends, but also as a 
 proof of the estimation in which she held our country, thereby 
 giving a significance to the compliment infinitely more 
 acceptable and valuable. Long may the bonds of kindred 
 affection and interest that bind us together at present remain 
 unbroken. 
 
 As a further proof of the feeling of the government and 
 people towards us, I will mention the following act of kind- 
 ness : — We had the misfortune the clay before the race with the 
 Titania to knock off a part of our outer shoe. This rendered 
 it necessary that we should haul her out ; and we repaired 
 to the government clock at Portsmouth for this purpose. 
 On the instant the application was made an order was issued 
 by the Admiral to repair her in the shortest time possible. 
 If you could have witnessed the vigor and goodwill exhibited, 
 from the Admiral down to the humblest mechanic of the 
 yard, to complete her for the next clay's race, you would, I 
 am sure, have felt the obligation (rendered so doubly binding 
 by the manner in which it was tendered) as deeply and 
 sincerely as ourselves, and would regret as much and as 
 sincerely as ourselves that any cause of quarrel should arise 
 to separate two nations that want but to be better ac- 
 quainted with each other's good qualities to become and 
 remain fast friends. She was docked at twelve and finished 
 at eight o'clock the same evening. For this important service 
 no remuneration, in any shape or way, would be listened to. 
 The Admiral, in expressing the pleasure it gave him to do 
 us a service, endeavored to prevail upon us to believe the 
 obligation to be altogether on his side. I trust, with confi- 
 dence, that if occasion should occur, this delicacy and feeling 
 will be as promptly and as delicately reciprocated. In the
 
 I JO 
 
 race with the Titania, I suspect, although I do not know the 
 fact, that too much of her ballast was taken out. It gave 
 her an advantage in going before the wind, but told very 
 much against her in returning. There was a steady breeze 
 and a good sea running, and she fell so rapidly to leeward 
 as to be hull down and nearly out of sight. We beat her, 
 according to the secretary's report, three or four minutes in 
 going down, and some forty-eight or fifty minutes in returning, 
 on a wind. In the race for the Queen's Cup there were, 1 
 think, seventeen entries, most of which, I believe, started. 
 In addition to them there were seventy or eighty, or perhaps 
 one hundred, under weigh, in and about the harbor ; and 
 such another sight no other country save England can furnish. 
 Our directions from the sailing committee were simple and 
 direct ; we were to start from the flagship at Cowes, keep 
 the Norman's buoy on the starboard hand, and from thence 
 make the best of our way round the island to the flagship 
 from which we started. We got off before the wind, and 
 in the midst of a crowd that we could not get rid of for the 
 first eight or nine miles ; a fresh breeze then sprang up that 
 cleared us from our hangers on and sent us rapidly ahead of 
 every yacht in the squadron. At the Needles there was not 
 a yacht that started with us in sight, so that the answer said 
 to have been given to a question from a high personage of 
 "Who was first?" "The America." "Who is second?" 
 "There is no second," was literally true. After passing the 
 Needles we were overtaken by the royal steam yacht Victoria 
 and Albert, with her Majesty and her family on board, who 
 had come down to witness the trial of speed between the 
 models adopted by the Old World and those of the New. 
 As the steamer slowly passed us we had the gratification of 
 tendering our homage to the Queen, after the fashion of her 
 own people, by taking off our hats and dipping our flags. 
 At this time the wind had fallen to a light breeze, and we 
 did not arrive at the flagship until dark. I could not
 
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 learn correctly at what time or in what order the others 
 arrived. The cup before you is the trophy of that clay's 
 victory. I promised, half jest and half earnest, when I parted 
 with you, to bring it home to you. The performance of this 
 promise is another exemplification of the truth of an old saw, 
 that "What is oftentimes said in jest is sometimes done in 
 earnest." I am requested by the gentlemen owning this cup 
 to beg your acceptance of it as a testimony of their grati- 
 tude for the interest you have so keenly felt and so often and 
 kindly expressed in our welfare and success. I have but to 
 regret that the late hour at which I made up my mind to 
 attempt a reply has put it out of my power to make it what it 
 ought to be (and, perhaps, but for that, what it might be), 
 more worthy of your acceptance. With your permission I 
 will propose as a toast " The Health of the Earl of Wilton."
 
 NOTES. 
 
 SECOND RACE. 
 
 Stanza XX : " No cause for protest could be found.*' 
 
 From " Spirit of the Times." 
 
 New York, Dec. 12, 1871. 
 Editor Spirit — Dear Sir : The communication of your 
 correspondent " Tyrrel," in regard to Mr. Ashbury's " pro 
 test" after the second race of the Columbia and Livonia, does 
 not quite cover the whole ground. The question is not what 
 is the rule in England as to turning " markboats or buoys" 
 when no specific instructions are given, but what is the rule 
 under such circumstances here. Our sailing regulations 
 contain no rules or directions in that connection. If any or 
 all of the yacht clubs in England have a general rule upon the 
 subject, either expressed or implied, and such rule as your 
 correspondent states is " rigidly enforced," we could hardly 
 come to his conclusion that it was " rightly so " ; but, on the 
 contrary, " a custom or usage much more honored in the 
 breach than the observance,"' even in English waters. If, 
 however, any such rule of turning a mark or buoy in a par- 
 ticular manner, in the absence of specific direction, does 
 exist, it must be based upon the " rule of the road." In
 
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 accordance with the English rule of the road, the Livonia 
 was right in turning the stakeboat from N. and W., thus 
 leaving it on her starboard hand ; but wrong, according to 
 the rule of the road in this country, which even in olden 
 times enjoined on every "guide-post" in the land "Keep to 
 the right, as the law directs." The Columbia, therefore, in 
 first porting her helm in order to pass the stakeboat to the 
 right, instead of the left, acted in conformity not only to the 
 rule of the road as recognized in this country, but also in 
 accordance with the general rule of the sea ; and the Livonia, 
 although acting in obedience to the rule of the road as ad- 
 hered to in England (that is, passing to the left,) necessarily 
 violated the rule of the sea, for even before the adoption of 
 the international rules of navigation the rule of the road, as 
 observed by us, has ever obtained upon the sea, and is only 
 deviated from in one exceptional and specified case — to wit, 
 when the free is meeting one close-hauled on the port tack. 
 So far from the action of the Committee in the premises 
 being open to censure in not giving specific directions how 
 the stakeboat should be turned, they acted, in the necessary 
 absence of nautical prescience, not only with judgment, but 
 entire fairness as to either of the parties in the contest, thus 
 leaving to both entire freedom of choice, not only as to the 
 manner of making or approaching the stakeboat, but also in 
 the manner of turning it in the most judicious mode, depend- 
 ing upon the respective bearings and tacks they happened to 
 be on when approaching a turning proximity — thus leaving 
 the most skillful handling of the vessels to be displayed, by 
 approaching the stake so as to round it either by gybing or 
 going in stays. That the latter mode of turning it is the most 
 nautical, as well as most expeditious, no one doubts ; provided 
 the mode of approach concurs with such manoeuvre. The 
 Livonia, on the occasion referred to, did so approach, and 
 could have turned it on a bowline, as did the Columbia ; but, 
 transferring the English rule of the road to the sea, she felt
 
 I I J) 
 
 herself constrained to pass to the left, which necessarily in- 
 volved "wearing ship,'' and consequently greater loss of 
 time. This was regarded by her as a hardship, and protested 
 against ; but was it not, after all, her own mistake, in 
 attempting to bring and make operative in our waters certain 
 alleged or traditionary rules, or accepted customs or usages, 
 of her own yacht clubs, and, by so doing, at the same time 
 ignoring a general rule of the sea now recognized and adopted 
 by all the maritime nations of the world ? Her manoeuvre 
 on this occasion was not onlv a mistake, but an error in 
 tactics ; and, though a hardship, by no manner of means a 
 ground for protest. On a subsequent occasion (a few days 
 after, in her contest with the Sappho) she adopted from choice 
 this very manoeuvre, notwithstanding she then was under no 
 misconception, but that either mode of turning the stakeboat 
 was open to her, provided she so ordered her tacks or 
 stretches as to avail herself of such advantage. The 
 Sappho on that occasion did so order her tacks as to round 
 the stakeboat bv Sfoins: in stavs. 
 
 Yours, Sea Mist. 
 
 FIFTH RACE. 
 
 Stanza X : " Friend ' Meter ' of the Harwich Club.'' 
 
 IS IT THE QUEEN'S CUP ? 
 
 [From the " Ijjiuion Times."] 
 
 Mr. H. Liggins, of No. 3 Ladbroke square, London, in 
 the absence of his friend, Mr. Ashbury, who is now in his 
 yacht Livonia, sailing the series of matches against the New
 
 n6 
 
 York Yacht Club, desires to correct some statements made in 
 New York on the subject of these races. In the Times of 
 yesterday (the 19th of October) it was stated that " Monday's 
 race for the Queen's Cup was run in smooth water and light 
 winds, "fc. Now, Mr. Liggins thinks it is of interest to all 
 classes that they should know that this contest is not for the 
 purpose of regaining the Queen's Cup, which was won in 
 185 1 at Cowes by the yacht Bacchante, but that the Cup won 
 by the America was the ordinary Royal Yacht Squadron 
 Cup, valued at 100 guineas, which has for many years been 
 offered by them to " all royal yacht clubs and the New York 
 Yacht Club." So little, says Mr. Liggins, have the Ameri- 
 cans valued it that none of their yachts, when over here, 
 since 185 1, have considered it of sufficient importance to 
 accept the challenge and try to possess it. The same liberal 
 offer has for years past been made by the Royal Thames 
 Yacht Club, but no persuasion could ever induce an Ameri- 
 can yacht to risk the chance of defeat. The telegram 
 published in the Times states that the winning vessel, the 
 Columbia, "is a new centreboard schooner, remarkably fast." 
 Mr. Liggins thinks " many of our non-nautical readers may 
 be glad to know that vessels of this form of build are not 
 permitted to sail in matches in England, for this reason — 
 that they in no way promote the improvement of naval 
 architecture, and are termed mere "racing machines." No 
 country but the United States continues their use, and here 
 they are and always have been considered as pretty toys, not 
 vessels, ever since their invention in this country in 1790 by 
 Captain Shank, R. N.
 
 THE 
 LETTER OF DONATION, or 
 
 Jlrrh of fast 
 
 CONSTITUTING THE CUP WON BY THE YACHT AMERICA IN 1851, 
 
 AN INTERNATIONAL CHALLENGE CUP. 
 
 New York, July, 8///, 1867. 
 To the Secretary of the New York Yacht Club : 
 
 Sir, 
 
 The undersigned, members of the New York 
 Yacht Club, and late owners of the Schooner Yacht 
 " America," beg leave through you to present to the Club 
 the Cup won by the " America," at the Regatta of the Royal 
 Yacht Squadron at Cowes, England, August 22d, 185 1. 
 
 This Cup was offered as a prize to be sailed for by 
 Yachts of all nations, without regard to difference of tonnage, 
 going round the Isle of Wight, (the usual course for the 
 Annual Regatta of the Royal Yacht Squadron,) and was won 
 by the " America," beating eight cutters and seven Schooner 
 Yachts which started in the race. 
 
 The Cup is offered to the New York Yacht Club, 
 subject to the following conditions : 
 
 Any organized Yacht Club of any foreign country shall 
 always be entitled, through any one or more of its members, 
 to claim the right of sailing a match for this cup with any 
 Yacht or other vessel of not less than thirty nor more than 
 three hundred tons, measured by the Custom House rule of 
 the country to which the vessel belongs.
 
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 The parties desiring to sail for the Cup may make 
 any match with the Yacht Club in possession of the same 
 that may be determined upon by mutual consent ; but in case 
 of disagreement as to terms, the match shall be sailed over 
 the usual course for the Annual Regatta of the Yacht Club 
 in possession of the Cup, and subject to its Rules and Sailing 
 Regulations — the challenging party being bound to give six 
 months' notice in writing, fixing the clay they wish to start. 
 This notice to embrace the length, Custom House measure- 
 ment, rig and name of the vessel. 
 
 It is to be distinctly understood, that the Cup is to be 
 the property of the Club, and not of the members thereof, or 
 owners of the vessel winning it in a match ; and that the 
 condition of keeping it open to be sailed for by Yacht Clubs 
 of all foreign countries upon the terms above laid clown, shall 
 forever attach to it, thus making it perpetually a challenge 
 cup for friendly competition between foreign countries. 
 
 J. C. STEVENS, 
 EDWIN A. STEVENS, 
 HAMILTON WILKES, 
 J. BEEKMAN FINLEY, 
 GEORGE L. SCHUYLER. 
 
 On motion of Mr. Grinnell, it was 
 
 Resolved, That the New York Yacht Club accept the 
 Cup won by the " America," and presented to them by the 
 proprietors, upon the terms and conditions appointed by 
 them. 
 
 Resolved, That the letter of Mr. Schuyler, with the 
 enclosure, be entered on the minutes, and the Secretary be 
 requested to furnish to all foreign Yacht Clubs a copy of the 
 conditions upon which this Club holds the Cup, and which 
 permanently attach to it. 
 
 Adjourned. 
 
 N. BLOODGOOD, Secretary.
 
 A BRIEF 
 
 QLQSS-A^Y 
 
 Of IN"au.tical Terms used in the foregoing "Worlt. 
 
 Aback — 
 
 A sail is aback when its forward 
 surface is acted on by the wind. 
 
 Abaft— 
 
 The after part of a vessel ; behind. 
 
 Abeam — 
 
 In a direction nearly abreast, or 
 opposite the side of the vessel. 
 
 Aboard — 
 
 A vessel has her tacks a-board 
 when the clew, or lower corner 
 of the sail, is made fast to wind- 
 ward. 
 
 About — 
 
 A vessel is said to go about, when 
 tacking ; or when sailing against 
 the wind she changes her head- 
 ing, bringing the wind on the 
 opposite side. 
 Aft— 
 
 Behind ; nearer to the stern. 
 All in the wind — 
 
 When a vessel's head points in the 
 direction the wind is blowing 
 from. 
 Aloft— 
 
 Up above ; in the rigging, at the 
 mast-head, etc. 
 
 Astern — 
 
 Behind the vessel. 
 
 Ballast- 
 Iron or stone placed low down in 
 a vessel to give her " second- 
 ary" stability. 
 
 Beam — 
 
 The greatest breadth of a vessel 
 above water. 
 
 Beating — 
 
 Sailing against the wind, or close 
 hauled. 
 
 Bast Bower — 
 
 The largest of the three anchors of 
 a vessel, called also right bower ; 
 right and left bower and stream 
 anchor. 
 
 Bilge— 
 
 The round side of a vessel at and 
 under the water. 
 
 Bit in mouth — 
 
 When applied to a vessel, is when 
 she refuses to obey her helm, 
 and runs up in the wind and 
 from her course.
 
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 Board — 
 
 The tack, or stretch, a vessel is 
 making ; and is long or short 
 according to sea room. 
 
 Bone in mouth — 
 
 The foam or spray at a vessel's 
 head when under way. 
 Booming — 
 
 A vessel running with a free wind 
 is said to be booming along, be- 
 cause she " booms out," or 
 spreads her sails, by additional 
 spars. 
 Bowlines — 
 
 Ropes made fast to the leeches, or 
 edges of the sail, to pull or keep 
 them forward. 
 
 Bowsprit — 
 
 The spar projecting from the head 
 of the vessel for the jibs, or 
 head sails, to be set from. Bow- 
 sprit gear : the rigging, or ropes 
 to support it. 
 
 Break Tacks— 
 
 To break tacks, when sailing with 
 another vessel, is to change 
 direction or heading, and thus 
 cross the bow or stern of the 
 other vesse". 
 
 Eunting — 
 
 [s a thin woolen stuff, of which 
 the colors or flags, and signals 
 of a vessel are usually made. 
 
 Tunt— 
 
 The middle part of the sail, ap- 
 plied more especially to square 
 Sails. 
 
 Ey, or Large — 
 
 Close hauled on the wind, or run- 
 nine free with the wind. 
 
 Cable slips — 
 
 To slip the cable is to let it run 
 out the hawse-hole instead of 
 taking it and the anchor on 
 board. 
 Centre-board — 
 
 Is a substitute for the keel ; the 
 former used in vessels of lighter 
 draft, the latter in vessels draw- 
 ing more water, to prevent them 
 from making lee-way, or moving 
 sidewc#ds, instead of going 
 ahead. 
 Fill away — 
 
 Applied to a vessel falling off from 
 the wind and thus tilling her 
 sails. 
 Flaw— 
 
 A sudden, though temporary in- 
 crease of the wind. 
 Flowing sheet — 
 
 A vessel sailing free, or with the 
 wind, is said to be with flowing 
 or eased-off sheet--. 
 
 Fore-sail — 
 
 In two-masted vessels the sail on 
 the fore-mast, while the main- 
 sail is on the main-mast, or spar 
 farther aft. 
 
 Fouled— 
 
 Applied to vessels that come in 
 contact with each other. 
 Free, or flowing sheet — 
 
 When a vessel has the wind any- 
 where abaft the beam. 
 
 Gybing — 
 
 When a vessel is running free, and 
 it is necessary to shift or change 
 the main boom from one side to 
 the other, the boom is said to be 
 gibed over.
 
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 Hand over hand — 
 
 A rapid mode of hauling in a rope. 
 
 Hauled flat — 
 
 Applied to the sails when sheeted 
 home, or hauled in so as to 
 stretch the sails flat, when beat- 
 ing or tacking, or on the wind. 
 
 Heel- 
 To incline or lean over on one 
 side. 
 
 Helm— 
 
 Or tiller ; a wooden bar put 
 through the rudder head to steer 
 or guide the vessel ; a wheel is 
 sometimes used to move the 
 tiller. 
 
 Helms-a lee — 
 
 When the tiller or helm is pressed 
 or eased down to the leeward or 
 lower side of a vessel in the act 
 of going about or into stays. 
 
 Irons — 
 
 A vessel is said to be in irons when 
 she is head to wind, and will not 
 turn or fall off to right or left, 
 to port or starboard. 
 
 Keel— 
 
 The backbone of a vessel and 
 being broad and deeply 
 immersed in the water, 
 prevents her making lee-way, 
 or sliding off sideways to lee- 
 ward. 
 
 Kites— 
 
 A generic term for all the light 
 sails of a vessel. 
 
 Larboard — 
 
 The opposite to starboard ; the 
 left side of the vessel, locking 
 
 forward ; as starboard is the 
 right side, also called port. 
 
 Lee rail— 
 
 The rail at the side of the vessel, 
 running fore and aft, opposite to 
 where the wind is blowing from. 
 
 Leeward — 
 
 or luard ; the point toward which 
 the wind Jjlows. 
 
 Log— 
 
 The daily record of a vessel's 
 nautical performance. 
 
 Loom — 
 
 The apparent rising up of a vessel, 
 or land when seen over the 
 water. 
 Main topmast — 
 
 The spar at the top or end of the 
 main-mast ; as the fore topmast 
 is at the fore-mast. 
 
 Pay- 
 To pay off is when a vessel's head 
 or bow turns from the wind. 
 
 Peak— 
 
 The spar that stretches the head 
 or upper part of a fore-and-aft 
 sail, as the fore-peak of the fore- 
 sail, or the main-peak of the 
 mainsail. 
 
 Pinching — 
 
 A vessel lying as close to the wind 
 as she can, and occasionally 
 luffing a little more, is said to 
 be pinching up. 
 
 Point — 
 
 A vessel is said to point or head 
 in a certain direction ; points 
 well up ; that is, lies close to 
 wind.
 
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 Port— 
 
 The left side of a vessel, used in- 
 stead of larboard in directing 
 the helmsman. 
 
 Port tacks — 
 
 Similar ropes to the starboard 
 tacks, only on the opposite side 
 of the sail ; hence the term'-, 
 on the starboard or port tack, 
 because when close hauled the 
 vessel is dependent upon those 
 ropes for beating, tacking, or 
 turning to windward. 
 
 Quarter — 
 
 That part of the vessel between 
 the main chains and the stern. 
 
 Quarter badge — 
 
 The ornament on the side of a 
 vessel at her extreme stern or 
 quarter. 
 
 Rags and Dimity — 
 
 Familiar expressions for the sails 
 of a vessel. 
 
 Royals and Skysails — 
 
 The most lofty sails of a square 
 rigged vessel. 
 
 Score — 
 
 An imaginary line from or over 
 which vessels racing are to cross 
 when making a flying start, or 
 starting while under way. 
 
 Scupper — 
 
 Scuppers are holes or openings at 
 the side of ve iels to let the 
 water run overboard from the 
 deck. 
 
 Sheets — 
 
 Sheets are the ropes that trim or 
 haul the sails in board ; starting 
 sheet is to ease or let them off 
 more or less. 
 
 Ship's husband — 
 
 The captain or master is denom- 
 inated the ship's husband. 
 
 Spars — 
 
 Applied to the masts of vessels, 
 bul includes other smaller sticks 
 on which sails are bent or 
 
 hoisted. 
 
 Squill gee — 
 
 A wooden hoe, edged with leather, 
 to scrape the water from the 
 decks after washing down ; the 
 nautical or marine sponge. 
 
 Starboard — 
 
 The right side of a vessel, looking 
 forward. 
 
 Starboard tacks — 
 
 Are the ropes on the right side of 
 the sail, keeping its forward part 
 to windward, while the sheets 
 haul it flat to leeward. 
 
 Stays— 
 
 When a vessel beating or tacking 
 changes her heading, or goes 
 about on the other tack, she is 
 said to be in stays while so do- 
 ing. 
 
 Steer — 
 
 To guide a vessel by the move- 
 ment of her helm, tiller, or 
 wheel.
 
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 Stitch— 
 
 A generic term applied to the sails 
 of vessels, as every stitch of can- 
 vas. 
 
 Tack— 
 
 The course or heading of a vessel 
 when beating or going against 
 the wind. 
 
 Under foot — 
 
 When the anchor is dropped while 
 the vessel has still headway on, 
 it is said to be dropped under 
 foot. 
 
 Wake— 
 
 The track the vessel makes, or 
 leaves behind her, as she passes 
 through the water. 
 
 Ware — 
 
 A vessel is said to ware ship when 
 she is sailing free, and she 
 changes her heading from the 
 wind. 
 
 Weather — 
 
 To weather is to go to windward 
 of a vessel or other object. 
 
 Weather bow — 
 
 That side of the bow, or head of 
 the vessel, that is toward the 
 wind. 
 
 Weather gage— 
 
 A windward position. 
 
 Weigh anchor — 
 
 To weigh anchor is to get the an- 
 chor from the bottom. 
 
 Where away — 
 
 A nautical query as to the bearing 
 or direction of distant vessels. 
 
 Windward — 
 
 Toward that point from which the 
 wind blows. 
 
 Wing and Wing — 
 
 When fore-and-aft rigged vessels, 
 schooners, sloops, etc., have the 
 wind dead aft, or nearly so, they 
 boom out, foresail and mainsail 
 and jib on opposite sides of the 
 vessel.
 
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