The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1868-08-26
AQUATIC.
Boat Race at Sing Sing-JOhu Nickel VS..
Jared Raymond.

Boat Race at Sing Sing-John Nickel VS..
Jared Raymond.
Sing Sing-anguar sOmnolent yet notorious Sing
Siug-famous for its golden sheen Of water, its eme-
raid foreground, its gloomy, forbiddng prison walls,
its terraced cottages and uphill streets, has had
another sensation-another boat race. Its lumber
men and its ragamuln boys with its delicate girls,
have shrieked their unearthly yells and futtered
their dainty cambria to the boating heroes
OF the Hudson, and they all went to bed
last night dreaming Of oars of all shapes,
OF oil fashions. ana of oarsmen of all kinds
and character, and all of repute The festi-
val Of blades was between young Johnny Nickel and
Jared Raymond who have respectively won and lost
professional matches time and again, and who have
given their friends and hackers trouble and Joy al
40. IL mad been decided amid sundry sodaS anu
sometnig warming you please" that FOR $40
three mile. They rowed yesterday, but they did
not row three miles, as the sivery stream OF water
they FLASHED their blades along measures less than
two and three-quarter miles.
At two O'Clock river and shore were a perfect
Mosaic work OF colors and seXes-old, young, middle
aged and decript-lred wharves and covered lum-
Der piles, while under the bluffs and on the surface
OF the river were yachts, scows, canal boats puns,
skifs and fishing smacks, each with u goOdlv num-
Der OF sighseers and q gOodly number OF pretty
faces. MagnlAcence and beauty hobnobbed with
dirt and ignorance, and the coarse laugh and OBJ
scene joke mingled strangely with the framework
OF purity and the innocent ringing carol and brave
huZZas OF fair women.
John Peck and II. I. Brown were judges, while an
unknown man with linen coat was referee ana
Hank Ward was tmekeeper. Within few minutes
Of three O'Clock the shril cry OF Josh Ward, who had
come all the way from Cornwall in his hOmespun
shirt and Woodworking rig, told the men to be in
readiness; AT once the boats shot to the starring
point, and for moment tfe echoes OF wild shouts
were sent hurting back from the hills beyond, and
both McKiel and Raymond bowed acknowledgements.
Mac looked like an Indian maiden, his copper
cOlored face and 1.-the body encascd IN white,
while Raymond in his i've feet eleven inches,
might have passed In his pink costume for
boats were Woodworking skins, McKeis weighing
thrty-two pounds and Raymond's thrty-seven
pounds. The latter won the toss for position.
ringing pistol shot sent them or very lively. Nickel,
who knew he was In good condition, bent the blades
double as they cleft the water and pulled sweep
ing, graceful stroke, in advance one length as the
steamboat dock was passed. while sober Raymond
Piled the same stroke that he had studied in the
famous siX-Oared Ward races. Down to the Prison
dock they shot In TINS manner, anu as the view was
here cut or by the sharp turn In the
and threaded their way through the crowd as
mysteriously savages haunt their foes. Battery
boatmen from New York mingled with the invincible
Wards, until halloa sent their heads upright, and,
strainlng their keen vision 1t met the long missed
boats homeward bound. "McKiel, Nickel Is ahead ~
sob Johnny, do your prettiest," 'Whats the matter
with Raymond 2'''Where are YOU, Jared2 came from
hundred thr0ats but the ttcr OF ribbons the quick
enng cry of friends, the sharp brayng or umbermen,
the frenzy OF bcterS cannot send Raymond along
these three lengths which McKiel has led him since
they turned the stakeboat although like the throb-
bling OF piston go Jareds arms aud his great neck
keep time In its beating with the FLASHING of his
oars. 'Come, oh come McKiei," "Oh Mac" and
hats go in the air. and shirts that would hun
dred years are torn, men fight with JOY and Kick
each others shins hug and jump as the little
Indian Johnny shoots past the stakeboat inily
three and u half lengths the winner. Ray
mond kept his throbbing stroke until he shot
near Nickel, and, stretching forth his hand
as the boats glided together he said, Johnny, you
have done well; You have won nicely" and then IN
his glowing pink attire, pulled to the shore, and
an was seen ms no more he peo
Tor "Mac" and "Mac" came to them In time, and
ped eT the
him, and the nearest mn was bowling hall of
noise, threats, entreaties and shouts OF praise.
Sing Sing has never had its equal outside Of Its
sombre cells and never wants 1t again. The time
made for the distance was q minutes and 30 sec
Onds.
While the wild shouting and boasting went on one
Nickel, tall, quiet gentlemanly looking person
from New York, was almost assailed by sing
Singer, who vehemently proclaimed that the victor
OF the day was invncible, and wanted to pet that
Before the six feet three who was thus rudely ac-
costed could answer, there stepped from the crowd
another quiet looking man, who said that money
didn't talk that way" and after considerable chaf-
nng" a small throng retired into the private
room OF another tavern near at hand, and
when they emerged 1t was ascertaincd that
McKiels hacker had matched him against Johnny
Blue, alias "Shanks," OF the Battery, TO row five
miles on the Hudson, at Hob0ken, on the 18th OF
September, for 5000 side.
There was but little more, the sun setting
the bluns and the shrill whistle OF the down train
heartened throngs and the joyful few yet remaining
| to again allow Sing Sing TO dream OF its festival OF
oars.
A Rnce Oft Jersey City.
sweepstake race, open to all cat-rig9ed boats.
came or yesterday at the South Cove, Jersey City.
The stakes were S. each boat. At quarter before
one O'Clock the following boats started with the