The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1875-07-22

breeze was gone. Inc bright Tags laZlty
opened aud showed the boats 81" Half q
mile over and no unmistakable winner in
the zig-zag line. Halt mile, and every bow
oar is out of the nameless funk of the day
before. Halt a mile, and every stroke hut
three can yet see his neighbor boat or either
hand. The fate of the race still hangs on
every plash OF the sounding oars. In the
referees steamer hard behind the centre of
the line, with Wesleyan in the front, Union
1ust dropping sstern and Bowdoin abeam, it
Is easy to see that Harvard CALAMITY holds
what she calamity won, that Dartmouth has
fought her way out from her stalwart neigh
Dor, Princeton, and is passing her skilled
companion, Yale, and with the knotted mus
cles of twelve great arms. is wrestling for
the second place with far-off Cornell, pulling
an easy and untroubled third. Closer, with
1.-THE and charming Craftsmanship, Column
bias blue and white is breaking the level
line. Hanging
ON THE OUTER FLANKs
of Dartmouth and Columbia are Yale and
Brown, the last leading. Only one thing
the heady rush on this last half mile has
proved. Yale has lost. Cooks springy
back is limp and strengthless. The first
furry over, he is pulling the faultless form
of five years. rowing, pulling it gallantly
and well, but he Is doing it with the useless
muscles and nerveless push of a man gone
utterly stale. He is neither yielding nor
wavering, all that he has he is putting into
this last effort, his last great race. If sheer
will and sharp determination will do it, he
will still be stroke of winning crew. But
the man is past all that. Yale pulls on,
pulls quickly and steadily, pulls with a
stroke nearer killing himself than any man
on this little lake, but for two miles to come
Yale carries weight on the aft seat. AS for
the rest, Amherst is pressing aud passing
of OF 10 six
working with infinite labor, leaves Prince
ton astern. The fiuttering flags fly by; an
eighth, quarter, another eighth, the first
mile is all but over, and the lace
is still anybody's race, when Ostrom
on the flank Of this formless
leaderless line, shouts to his men and they
spring with him 10 a ready thirty-seven.
There is no haste and no hurry, no oar
FLASHES, and from bow to stern the six men
are swinging as no other six on this lake are
swinging. 1t is not a magnificent squirt, it
is not great achievements. Cornell crosses
the mile line first easier than any boat OF
the twelve, beside is holding his own won
place Harvard, 500 feet away, pulls an I'M
conscious second. Columbia and Dart
mouth, with the empty lanes of Wesleyan
and Princeton between them, are hot third
and fourth, savagely squirting, and Brown
still leads Yale and all between with Am
herst's purple capped bow crowding her
straight steering. The race is one-third
over; the racing has not begun. Cornell
pulls on an easy first, and Harvard grows
minute by minute worse second. Here
and now she loses the race. Cook rouses
himself and calls on his crew. 1t is FIVE
Dared crew, but it slips Wesleyan, it laps
Brown and passes her, it comes storming
down between Dartmouth and Harvard.
Brownells back goes out of sight of Otis
Tor the first time In this race. lie is no time
for
FORCING THE PACE
Or crowdipg men barely in breath from the
hot half mile in which the first place was
won. But the pace is forced, the men are
GRO wded, the stroke does go up past she for
ties-Yale at the heels of the flying crew.
Down the two crews 90, neck aud neck,
& ghtiDg out the long feud in five slow min
nteS. watch on shore makes the time OF
this terrible mile SUI. Is. One long squirt il
was from flag TO flag and from end to end.
Yale never passed Harvard. The swift.
sweeping strokes of that crimsOn-capped
along Just out of reach of Yale
and of success. A waiting race there
might have LETT Harvard with push al d
swing for the last mile, but this headlong
pace made her every second not worse but
4 hopeless second. Yale had her revenge
and dropped sstern good fifth, with Yves
eyan on her port quarter. Yale and Harv-
ards wasteful pulling was not the only
wasteful work of the mile. In its first halt
Eager called to yarmouth and spraug tor
and Goodwin answered with a
swift gather and rush that put both boats
abreast of the duel on their right. All the
changes of the race came with the race half
over. Cornell was pulling easily to one side,
first in a field broken into pairs, Hamilton
and Union in the rear; Harvard and Yale,
with an empty course between them, swung
along thousand feet away, steadily closing
the gap between themselves. but cutting of
no whit of the space up to the leading boat.
In me dense group at the centre, Columbia
and Dartmouth tapping Harvard on the bow
and Tapped astern by Yale in her heady
tight. Wesleyan rallied her vicious stroke
with vicious determination and crowded
Brown, who in the swift pulling of the swift
caught crab and fell astern, past
Wesleyan on one side and Bowdoin on the
lther, clear back to Princeton-from good
fifth TO a bad tenth in the swing single
stroke, so close packed was
THIS CENTRAL CLUSTER
Of crews. With the race fully halt gone,
Wesleyan was left sixth and Yale fifth, both
If the best, and Brown, of Brown, set his
pack again to retrieve a needless blunder.
As for the other duels into which the race
lad broken, they lasted on from one halt
nile to another, and the seven leading boats
swept up to the flags of the fourth half mile
With Cornell riding alone in the van and
behind Harvard, Columbia and Dartmouth
n one group, close tapping, any boat good
second, and each possible winner if only
t had the men and the pulling to shake
oose from the crowd and try issues with
he solitary swift boat on the far left. Dart
mouth, Columbia, Harvard-Columbia,
Harvard, Dartmoutb-Harvard, Dartmouth,
they crossed and who led no
man in the referees boat knows. Oyer the
line they went together neck and neck,
Columbia swift and swinging, Harvard
Jumping to her stroke with the
Did Harvard rush, and Dartmouth,
freshest of all, not using her strength, hus
banding it too long, full long enough to lose
her final chance. Following close on these
three boats, tapping their leaders, was an
other rushing group. Wesleyan In the
middle, with her bow on Yale's rudder and
her rudder hard by Browns bow-little to