The morning times., 1895-08-04

his spinnaker boom to starboard, and began
to get the sail up in stops. or course,
if | didn't do the same thing then and
there he would get a lead on me, providing
his spars held, and / felt pretty sure they
would, for they were stuuter than mine So
1 gave the order TO put the spinnaker On
the yindex. Fortunately, the wind didn't
blow quite so heavily at that moment, and
| got the sail broken out safely. But my
heart was in my mouth. My sailing master
stood in the weather side, Just forward
of the mast, and alternately looked at the
topmast and at me. But we held the
Thisbe right where we had her when
we first broke out the balloon jib tOpsail
AS the yacht rushed out from undef
the lee OF Staten Island the wind hauled
little more on the quarter, and with a
feeling Of infinite relief / saw DFiSCJQ
take in his spinnaker. I got niue in at
once, and had the boom topped up. How
1 wished he would take in his balloon head
saii, too. But DrisculI was never an ac-
commodating man.
Not to make this yarn too long, how
ever, | viii say that We both got down
to the south west spit without losing any
OF our spar5, though l think l sprOuted
a few gray hairs on the way. We gybed
around the buoy carefully, and then, with
a smashing breeze over the port quarter
ran out TO the ligntship. L knew the trouble
around the lightShip and hauled on the
wind, for had noticed as we ran out that
there was pretty lively chop on the sea,
and l knew that as soon as we came To
butt into it, something would 20. We
came up on the wind under mainsail club
topSaH, fore staysail and iib.
THE CRITICAL MOMENT
THE Thisbe was not over fifty yards
asteru OF us. We began to plunge into the
short, green seas, and the white spray
went smoking across our bows.
"Bangt"
'Bobstay's parted, sir!" shouted one Of
ly crew forward
" OF couss, bobstay's bound 10 go, I
sent two hands to set up the bOwspIit
shIouds as taut as we dared, and ham
meIed ahead. 1 began To feel the racing
1ecklessness rise within me now, and held
the Vindex down to her work at every
puff
''CIa-a-a-shl Janglel Bo-o-oomg'
1 knew it! Any man that would tIy
to carry q club topsail to windward in a
mast, and there was mine hanging down to
leewaId with a tangle of rigging and
Stating canvass about it. Fol aE instant,
we Were all dazed, and then my sailing
master started in with the crew to clear
away the wreck Did DriscoHs tCpmast
carry away? Oh, no! But he took in his
club topSail and set the woI king sail, " hiCh
he could carry nicely. Now, he began to
gain on me, and was soon on my weather
bow. Wen, we got the wreck Cleared away
before we reached the point of the Hook,
and taking it all in all, We Were not so
far behind. But right on the bar we met a
nasty jump Of sea, and then, biffi hang!
=" Forestry parted, sirI' yelled a hand
forward.
up with your helm, sir!' shouted the
sailing master.
A GLORIOUS VICTOR.
81 think 1 turned pale as l whirIed the
spokes around, for the nlainsan was sag
ging down all full OF bags, and I expected
among the crowd of US aft, and no one
can tell what would have been the result.
The jib sail was still standing, but I
didn't think it would stand the strain a
second. However, L got her paid Off, and
there we were running off toward Sea
bright, while the ThisDe was holding her
course past the point of the Hook. Well,
we got in our fOresail, then we unlocked
the runner tackles and got the runners
and their pendants forward of the mast,
We put stout strop around the bow spirit,
close to the CANNON iron, hooked the
runner tackles into it, set taut, and so we
had n makeshift forestay Then / hauled
her on the wind again, and began to
beat up for the Hook. BY this time tht
Thisbe was a good two miles ahead of Us;
but 1 said 1 didn't care: was going to
1 still had my jib and mainsail, and in the