The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1884-08-17
A BIG EVENT.
A Graphic Description Of q 5000
Mile Race-An Exciting Affair.

Two ocean steamers, with furled
sails and clean-scraped masts and
flying pennants. lay at anchor in the
middle OF the Mersey en- 9 beautiful
September day. The smok ng fun
nels, the sharp commands OF the
uniformed officers and the brisk
"Aye! aye! sir," oil the sailors; the
frequent passage Of the tenders from
the wharf to the yessels, each time
laden with groups of passengers and
pyramids OF trunks, plainly showed
that the black, hulled leviathans would
soon be pointing their pro@s vest.
ward. The Spain, OF the National
Line, left by the noon tide; the Fur
| nessis; OF the Anchor Line, followed
her twelve hours later when the tide
again filled the river. Toe Captain
of the Spain q day or two before sail.
ing had Doastsd pretty extensively
among the old sea dogs along the
Liverpool docks that he would show
the Furnessia the way into New
York. and thereby suspends this tale.
/ mad boarded the Furnessia in
order tina. her commander might
have the benefit of my opinion and
encouragement during the race, and
when I told him that the countless
readers of "The Free Press" would
some day or other be upon him, it
stimulated him to such an extent that
he audibly resolved to knock the props
out OF the SPANS wager il he had to
set half-a-dozen screws at work. The
first three days of ocean life, after
leaving the Celtic lassies at Queens.
town, passed without sighting q single
vessel save solitary fishing schooner
headed for tae Irish coast. During
that time we wrestled with all sorts OF
weather and waded through all sorts
CT waves-the Jolly little ripple just
tickled the Atlantic's face for fun;
the fussy, nervous. choppy wave which
elbowed itssway along with comioal
audaoity; the leaping, rushing, spray.
crowned beauty. racing with his com
rades; the great. lazy, snail-Gke
swell that labored heavily on its
march up to
THE MIGHTY OLD MONARCH
who rolled majesticaly along an inns
perious old king seated in chariot OF
green. It was when one of these
moving mountains had hoiated us
heavenWards to a bird's>eye hight
that Q sharpseyed old deck hand
caught glimpse OF thread of smoke
and the outlines oil sail away TO
windward.
'Looks like tn Spain" was all he
said as he returned to his scruDbing
brush. The next teeter upwards the
strange vessel had faded away in a
gathering fog. That night was wild
one--suoh g night as would keep
Davy Jones and his crew busily em.
ployed. Everything seemed
DREARY. DEsoLATE, AND LONELY
on deck, with the mammoth sails
Tapping and vibrating from the
gaupt, outstretohed yardsrms like the
wings of monster bats; the ma.ts and
timbers creaking and straining at
every plungs OF the vessel; the wind
whistling wild and thrilling tune as
it twisted and edged its way around
the cabin and funnel and howled
wickedly and de6antly through the
network ofrigging in unison with the
deep bass OF the Titanic engines, that
throbbed with unerring regularity,
and the steady drumming OF the
waves against the ships sides. The
sky was shadowy and indstinot pail
of darkuesa and the ocean CULVER
ing shroud of black. except where the
phoaphoresence foa.ed in the vessels
wake Light coteriee of stars out for a
sail. Two inky professions OF smoke
pouring from the tunnels were caught
by the gale and hurled along at a
terrible speed. Quaint and curious
creatures formed the ghostly lines
black-robed angels WITH restless wings
pursued by headlsss horse men, fall
armorec to the neck; Satanic demons
of awful mein hob-nobbing with
hocks of Mother Geese astraddle OF
ethereal brooms;
FLEETS CT FLYING DUTCHMEN
peopled with shadowy beings who
marched the deck and climbed the
ladders OF smoke; whole herds OF i'll
shapen sea monsters from the wasery
haunts below mingled with all the
uncouth phantasms that inhabit the
sailors realms-giants and pigmies,
devils ard cupids, ghosts and witches,
titans and satyrs-on they rushed till
they disappeared in the darkness.
Daylight, however, brought with il
another world. All was life and hustle
and stir. The old inspiring adage
that the early bird secures the worm
| is considered obsolete at sea. and mol
noise proceeded from the long line
of hunks till the audacious tar brought
his mop and broom into action. After
sunrise the wind swept around to the
southwest, rendering the sails OF little
usa. The boatswain sounded ghrill
whistle, and from hatuhWay and
wheelhouse and hold the rough-and-
ready tars answered to the summons,