New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1881-07-02

on which to win another victory suffer defeat
Both were aniaated by the Oldtime spirit and bound
~ maintain the honor of their colors.
THE CREWS OFF.
AS the referees boat came back the rudders
were seized by the men in the rowboats. Everyone
held his breath. Are you ready One, two gow
and the silence became a pandemonum of wild,
hoarse shouts Yale took the water first with Ilar
ward half second behind. The start was made at
eight minutes of o'clock: Collins, the Yale
Started off UP With Hs S Strokes ss he hs
minute saute against Harvard's thirty WITH
behind es M Y,s and ahead n
Yale! Yaew rang across the waters as the
bow of the Yale shell forged ahead The Harvard
men silent. asking themselves if this was to he
repetition of last years procession: The Yale men
were rowing regularly and feathering clear; there
was pulling we'll Are they pulling waiting
race" was the question suggested by their steady
"Yales got them where are you, Harvard"
was the cry, as the half-ine flag was reached with
dropped &c 80 and Harvard to So; The Harvard boat
fora moment was slightly unsteady, as if the men
and in the next quarter mile to ncrease her lead
throughout. There was more strength behind her
oars but the men got hardly any swing. Atthe
Captain Brandegee called for squirt
The crimson oars tore through =. the
splendid rowing that the then doing, and
for few instants Harvard closed up the gap. Yale
Kept ner 80 uutIi the Harvard men nau nhlSncu
their spuri. Then Captain Collins spoke to his crew
and they answered manfuy, throwing all their
ytrength into their bending oars Yale reSalned her
Harvard, after her squirt was rowing little un-
evenly The mile and half tag reached with
Yale in toward the eastern shoals and here Harvard
gained The wearers of the crimson congrat-
s toss this s4n ana ar" the 4
course. Harvard was pulling 81 to Yales 3s,
but the HARVARD shell crept steadily up. 1t Tapped
the Yale rudder then it reached to the stroke, now
to the waist and now the boats were nearly abreast
Harvard men mad with the excitement of
Stick to them, Folsom" shouted Yale {; and "pull,
Curtis, pull " screamed Harvard The gallant little
sumber7 was pulling like man possessed.
YALEs ADVANTAGE ALMOST LOST.
1t was a sight to stir the chliest blood to the
two Fights side by side. The oars seemed almost to
touch. The Harvard men We're swinging their
backs into their and tearing up the water which
Heated away behind them in great swirls. Hoarse,
mad shouts fioated the river, and were sent
back from the Manhanset. 1t looked to be yhody's
race for the moment. Harvard was squirting; Yale
was still In the slackwater above the naval pier.
The boats were nearly even, and this was the crown
ing moment Of the race but Harvard was forced to
that at each stroke of the Yale crew their
boat leaped rte faster than at the corresponding
style. Behind him, , STORES laid his broad
the two Rogers, Hull and Guernsey wiry
stroke and threw every pound of weight into their
oars The Sell sht ahead over the water. which is
spurned by he quickly flashing blades.
s meas HsTvara seconds sank 'Gi
that last squirt told on the Harvard men, and they
were beginning to hang weariedly Oh the end Of
Then both slackened their pace, and at the
twomile flag Harvard was pulling only "a to Yales
ward cockswain failed to steer a perfectly straight
course, running too close to the flag The black
with spectators, who checred and waved their hand
kerchefs as the boats swept by.
Then Yale spurted again and the men showed a
magnificent burst of speed. 1t was not so hand
some nor SO scientific stroke the Harvard, but
there was abundance of beef and muscle i'll the
water as though urged by an impulse
from underneath. The effect of the terrible
strain was becoming apparent on the Harvard boat,
but the pucly Brandegee called for another squirt,
and Curtis h full of courage 1piekenea his stroke
no hope for Harvard now. The men were becoming
weared, and the squirt was short one
Brandegee, the bow, was plainly showing fatg que.
Nos. and We're meeting their oars. while Hudg-
ems and Chalfant were doing more than their share
At the two mile and half flag, Yale was pulling
$s to s;n h har o &c. and Yale wa, Was
to sput, but Brandegee failed To answer i'll his old
time, effective style and Cabot showed signs of
bad form, but the men were rowing hard.
g. b. Rogers gripped his oar with "a
mile flag, Yale was pulling thirty eight to Ilarvards
thrty-sX, but Harvard had decreased Yales lead OF
0lne seconds at two miles to five seconds.
NEARING GOAL.
A cannon doomed out down the courses AS the
came in sight the last mile the Harvard
crew NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. of breaking up for moment
Sawyer threw water badly. " Brandegee is pas
senger," shouted the Yale men, but Brandegee was
putting the last that the wearing pull had
left him into his Curtis was a surprise to
everyone; he rowing i'll excellent form
and rowing hard and well. FasOm, too, of Yale,
was setting "a splendid stroke and doing admiral g
Effective work. The great muscles the backs
and arms of the Yale men stood out in punches as
they pulled. Their naked backs were though
drenched with water. No wonder their boat was
braced with iron rods, for their Drawn seemed
likely TO tear an ordinary shell to pieces.
Before reaching the three mile and half flag,
Harvard again spurted, but Brandegee, Cabot an d
strength, and the boat was dead. The Yale men got
their oars iii and ont of the water well together
and feath sgss sseany When the three Ia,le
rowing 3s and Harvard 81, and there looked to be
two lengths between them. great shout rolled up
upon the Grand Stand and the enc hundred and forty
"Rah! Rah Rah!" of Harvard rang ont the
Eane cheer that has often wakened the repOse
Lake Qqisigainond, at Springfield, and Saratoga
Lake. Faithful to tradition Harvard answered the
hoarse shouts with another but a hopeless spnrt
The men were breathless and almost exhausted
Their faces began to grow punched and haggard-
yet their courage equal to the call. Yales lead
vas "a little cut down.
TIE HARVARD MEN DONE FOR.
But naturally the strain told, Sawyer failed t.
pull his we'll through, and Brandegee, Cabot ant
Pfeiffer lad little strength left.
"Yale Yale Yae," rose from either bank as tho
victorious shell shot down tho course At the
Grand Stand the crowds were their feet. throne
Of students wav ing blue handkerchefs was
down the waters edge. shouting thenselye
hOarse. The booming Of cannon and shriekine Of