The New York herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1840-1920, 1874-04-14
THE MORNING.

THE MORNING.
The weather for the last few days has been mild.
genial and springllke, but late last night heavy
shower and the continued overlooking OF the new
moon awakened dismal representations. The
morning, however, was splendid, with bright
sun and q soft southwesterly wind. London was
early astlr ana before eight O'Clock the state OF
the streets showed that the boat race, as
an outing for the cockney holiday MAKERS
Is fast treading upon the heels OF the
Derby Day. The spirit Of craftsmanship, owing to
the narrOwness OF the ISSUE is indeed far more
strongly aroused than on the occasion OF the great
turf meeting. Every cabman or omnibus driver
has his whip adorned with either light or a dark
blue badge; the tradespeOpe's boys, to the ma
jority Of whom Oxford and Cambridge are un-
known localities and who nave never seen beat,
much less race. wear cheap r0settes in their but
tOnhoes while in the various vehicles, from the
lordly four-in-hand drag to the donkey drawn ely
ing bedstead" or nat tray in which the coster-
monger, his wife and friends are seated, all the
ladies and gentlemen have some article OF wearing
apparel OF hue betokeniDg the bent OF their
hopes.
GOING UP THE RIVER.
IRE task OF keeping the course clear and OF
regulating the river traIic is connded to the
Thames Conservancy, who only allow four
steamers to follow the contending boats, one of
gentlemen. another is for the representatives OF
the press while the other two allotted to lead
ing members OF the Universities. My station was
on board the press boat, anu, obcdient to order,
rendered myself punctually few min u ties before
nine at the Temple pier, where found the boat
lying with a large blue nag, bearing the word
"Press" flying from her bows, and with a con-
siderable number of my journalistic col
leagues on board. Those who had hitherto arrived
were principally reporters OF the sporting journals,
men armed with large chronometers to check the
time, and huge notebooks, to record their obser-
vations; wiry. keen looking men, with all that
preternatural sharpness which connection with
racing, either on the turf the water, seems
to give to it's followers. But there were others,
besides these there was Mr.. Smalley, the well
known correspondent OF your contemporary, the
Tribune, looking so calmly astute that nothing
'too thin' could ever get the better OF him; there
was Mr. Robinson, the manager OF the Daily Ne,cs,
whose tact and foresight raised his journal to the
position 1t now holds, glowing in his auburn
beard and Deaming through his spectaclcs;
there Is Mr.. Cooper, the acting editor Of the
Scotsman, journal whicn in acumen and nteli-
Qence is inferior to none in Britain. Later on, at
Putney, we pick up Mr.. Edward Levy and MIR.
Dicey, the respective editors OF the Daily Telegraph
and Observer There are no party embems worn on
board the boat, though many OF the men there are
old University men and warm partisans OF their
Alma Mater, but Us representatives OF the press
their business is to be impartial and judicous
minded. SO we steam slowly along, past the
houses OF Parliament with the gilded tower glow
ing in the morning sun, threading our way thrG)Igh
the innumerable steamers and rowboats, all
making Tor one goal. little past PlmIico pier we
come up with the umpires' steamer bearing the
royal standard floating from her mast and having
ON board
TUE PRINCE OF WALES.
There is His Royal Hghness, in light brown
overcoat with pair OF race glasses slung round
him. He Is talking to Jolly, rcdaced Lord Alfred
Paget, who, at home everywhere, Is more than
ever at his ease in matters nautical. The tall.
hgh-shouldcred man standing close BY, with his
fuzzy Assyrian-ke hair sticking out from under
the brim of his stoveptpe hat, Is Earl Dudley, one
Of the richest men in England and husband Of one