The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1872-06-23
Yesterdays Yachting-Pocts', not Sal
lOrs' Weather.

lors' Weather.
The three great yachting events of the past
week have passed into the annals with the
regatta of the Brooklyn Yacht Club, which
came off quietly and lazily yesterday.
The scorching weather, which relaxed mus
cular activity on shore, had similar effec
on the sport at sea, and the pomp and
circumstance Of trim yachts and snowy sails
became little better than the setting of a
marine picture Of that hazy idle, sail-fapping,
blue-sky, white-cloud kind which sets poets
dreaming and sailors swearing, even of the
amateur stripe-that is, if amateur sailors
ever achieve the meaningful rotundity
of sound nautical oath. Coleridge had some
idea Of the yachting weather which fell to the
lot of the clubs last week when he described
the ghostly calm in the "Ancient Mariner"
That grim old salt, however,
Had done an hOrrid thing
And 1t would wOrke our woe.
With his crOssbOw the bird he slew
That made the breeze to blow.
The wretch who killed the breezeful birds
Of the three principal clubs that possess
themselves Of our bay has not
yet been reported to the Meteorological
Department, and it would seem from certain
circumstances of climate that the bad
that third week in June. The Atlantic
Club on Tuesday last had just
enough breeze to awaken the desire for
little more, and managed to pull through with
out much grumbling On Thursday, how
ever, when both the thermometer and public
excitement were up to fever heat, the
light zephyr at the start, which would
Tennyson's long hairs, led the four
teen yachts into dispiriting Gains, which
would have set the melancholy author Of in
Memoriam" singing, 20 for the touch of
vanished hand" &c. Yesterday light boreal
breeze rolled listlessly into the canvas for
a while; but, growing tired Of the exertion,
handed over the job of propeling the
yachts to light easterly breeze, which
at the time was loaing around Sandy Hook
This latter was kind enough after squabbling
feebly with them as far as the Lightship, to
walk Cannot say run) them in leisurely to
laughing in the face Of the setting sun at the
sailors efforts to beat up to the home stakeboat
in its teeth. This is not very encouraging for
club course regattas in the third week
in June. Only three schooners were entered
yesterday the Madeleine (poetic dreaming
again) coming in first and winning the
two club prizes, while the Eva, of the
New York squadron beat her for the Union
prize on time allowance the Ianthe. which
was the third schooner being so far behind as
not to be timed at the home stakeboat The
victory of this yacht in Thursdays race,
taken in connection with her position in
the regattas on Tuesday and yesterday, will
not give much weight to her success, and in
deed, points to its fallacy as test Of sailing
powers, although we should be sorry to de-
tract an iota from the ability with which she
was handled. The race for first class sloops
would have been an exceptionally good one
if there had been any breeze worth talking
of six excellent yachts having been entered.
The Meta, in CALAMITY winning all three prizes
In her class, beat both the Oracle and the
Addie. There were thirty-one yachts entered
in all, and the programme contained all the
elements of magnificent sport.
1t is once more to be hoped that the race for
the Wallack Cup, which was lost in fog last
fall, will have better fortune on Monday in the
ocean course from the Lightship to Long
Branch and back.