Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1891-08-18

very large part OF Washington is just now
| strung out along the banks of the Potomac
river in the vicinity Of Analostan island.
The folks are on both sides and every one il
excited. 1t is ono Of the greatest days on the
river for ten years, and the town has risen
nobly to grasp Of its opportunity to witness
some Of Americas finest rowing talent
tits the first day Of the nineteenth annual
regatta of the National Association Of Amateur
Oarsmen, and the western edge of the city pro-
per is heavier than any other part now.
PERFECT DAY.
It could not well be o finer day for q boat
race-calm and hot. with the river smooth - .
mill pond, and the skies clearing and the hearts
of the enthusiastic spectators are glad as they
think Of the narrow escape they have had from
a bad afternoon. There really seemed little
hope this morning that there would be any sort
OF weather for the regatta.
The air was saturated with moisture. Old
General Humidity had on his full dress uni-
form and his sword was buckled to his side as
ne staggered and strutted all over town threat
ening all humanity with instant dissolution.
But the sun had q grudge against the battle
scared veteran, and by noon the former was
grinning and chuckling all by himself in a
clearing sky, in the best sort Of hunor over
his remembrance of the hasty defeat of the
general.
But it was hot in all the sense OF August heat.
The river picked up the rays Of the orb and in
tensified them, throwing them back into the
faces OF the impatient spectators and burned
them beautiful rose tint.
ALONG THE RIVER FRONT.
The people began to reach the river front at
o'clock, and by 2 nearly every available
space in the region of the finish oppo-
site the Analostan club house was occu-
nj ,o,r haA hoo v<1,a
temporary grand stands erected and
great covered floats and uncovered floats were
anchored at convenient points along the
shore. The river steamers that had advertised
to follow the races went over the course
several times to get hold of the bearings and to
find the angles, and then, at or o'clock.
stopped off in midstream and seemed
to doze The Pentz was the
first to arrive, and in her wake came the Cor
coran. The Bartholdi lay snorting at Cumber-
land landing, where q barge and an impro-
vised grand stand made things look like bust
ness.
TIRE ANALosTAN BOAT HOUSE.
The Analostan house, being on the finish
line was the focal point Of the various
streams of humanity that struck ont from the
city and from Georgetown.
1t was so highly coveted privilege to get in
side this house that a couple of watchmen at
the front door found themselves sorely tried
In an effort to separate the wheat from
the chaff-that is, the guests from the ticket
less. The broad balcony was soon filled and
the folks amused themselves during the wait by
keeping cool and listening to the throbbings Of
the stone crusher on Littlefields wharf.
A few boys went in swimming just in front of
the house and created lots Of fun by
their antics. A man with a skif pad
died back and forth across the river
few times to exercise his swimming dog.
These little incidents served to pass away tbS
tedium OF wait for the people, wise in their ex-
perience with other regattas, who went early
had an overstocked time market and were apt
to be lonesome.
Some Of them had the regulation large field
or water glasses that mark the men who 60 to
horse and boat races, and with the aid of
these they endeavorcd to discern the identity
OF the various crews that popped out o. the
boat houses from time to time.
AN INTERVAL OF UNCERTAINTY.
From ~ to o'clock the river was almost de-
serted. The oarsmen who were to participate
in the days races were resting, taking their
last maps or putting the finishing touches to
their training. There was a feeling Of peace
over all, and the stone crusher was about all
that showed signs of life.
Outside Of the house, on the passageways to
the street cars and on tho curbs the boy
vendors Of the gaudy official programs
prising cries. Small stands for tho
sale of red lemonade and other articles of trade
OF a homemade and not particularly inviting
sort abounded They went at regatta prices
too, and the foundation of many small for
tune was laid during the afternoon.
RuMoRs ABOUT THE oAnsMEN.
Rumor had fine time before the races were
begun. She rioted in an audience ready to be-
Geve anything, and before the day was over she
had started every imaginable yarn floating
about each man in the entry list. Hawkins
had been granted permission to row. The
Columbia eight had cramps and could not row.
The Atalanta's pair had smashed their shell
against rock. The Ariel's four had had row
with their trainer. HanIon and Courtney had
quarrelled at the Columbia boat house and had
challenged each other to dash tomorrow.
Nothing was too absurd to be believed by the
crowd on the shore.
The Quarter-Srife Dash.
Joseph W. Berger of the Bradford Boat Club,
Cambridge, Mass, won the first race senior
quarter mile dash in 20.
VIM. Caffrey. Lawrence Canoe Club of Law
renee, Mass, second.
E. Newton Atherton Of the Metropolitan Row
ing Club Of New York, third.
REGATTA NOTES.
John F. Daley, Seawanhaka Boat Club of
Brooklyn, N. Y, who was entered in the junior
biHS1C cCuho, Aoc AoWcu All uOuUlc6 dbdlubt Tue
Monohan brothers and in that way has become
a senior, and is thus debarred from entrance
in the junior race.
NJ. b. Foy is trainer OF the Metropolitan Boat
Club of New York.
Ellis Ward is here as trainer of the Claremont
Club Of Philadelphia, and Plaisted as trainer Of
the Neptune Club of Baltimore. Among the
men well known to boating people who are
here are T. Donohue, the oar maker, and NJ. F.
Davis the builder Of pleasure and racing
boats.
The river has been ''calm as dish all day
and great many crews have been out for
spins during the morning. All the visiting
crows are pleased with the course and the river
was never in better condition.
Mr.. Courtney. who IL training the four-oared
senior crew of the Columbus, said this morn
ing II will be the worst disappointed man in
America if my crew doesn't win," and Johnson
of the crew said "Please count me dead II we
don't win.''
P. F. Sharkey Of the Ravenswood Boat Club,
Brooklyn, was sent here by Charles B. Elliott,
the veteran Brooklyn builder of racing boats.
1t is said that Mr.. Elliot has wonderful judg-
ment in picking successful oarsmen and for
that reason bright future is predicted for
Mr.. Charles B. Elliott is the father Of Jere
Elliott, the sprinter, of the Columbias
Joseph Wright Of the Toronto Rowing Club
has very sore arm, which has required the
surgeons care the last few days. 1t was still
bandaged this morning, but he will enter the
race, and despite the bad arm will press the
other men hard.