Los Angeles herald., 1907-08-19

formed man. Fritz advised him to put
all he had on Mischief. but the Columbine
bunch scared him away. Pow of the
white flyer tried to get some, even at
odds, but the gentleman with the long
green was wary and hard to catch.
He found a taker for a two-bit wager,
in which he took the Columbine end, and
when he lost he told everyone that Capt
Mitchell had thrown the race just so he
would lose All of which was real news,
for at no time did Mitchell have a chance
to get in sight of the money To cele"
brate the heroic rescue of Don Leach,
Harry Zier recruited q Teddy bear army
and marched through the principal streets
of the town.
In the evening thirteen of the elite went
abroad in big touring car, stopping at
all of the principal places of interest. At
one of the stops the bear army was cap
tured and made to do all kinds of stunts.
1t was here, also, that Rudolph swan the
moat before the drawbridge was lowered,
and we got the letter.
Friday morning was spent by most Of
the shippers trying to figure out their
positions in the arbitrary handicap race.
The schedule had been calculated by Yves
Sylvester of the regatta committee, and
was based on the actual record made in
the regatta by the competing yachts.
After the finish the fairness of his reck-
oning, and indeed in all of the regatta
committees work was seen, when Col
umbine, which started nearly an hour be-
hind. finished only % seconds behind
Valkyrie.
During the presentation of the tro-
phies in the evening Joe Pow was so
busy explaining why Monsoon didn't win
that Joe Blick had to accept the silver
cup Monsoon had won on Thursday.
1t was a tired crew that was mus
tered to bring Mischief home. Yves and
Doc Sylvester, Bubbles and 7 Bone were
aboard at 2, but the skipper was busy
studying the currents in the channel, get
ting ready for the next years race, so
our start was delayed for half an hour.
Fleet Not Sighted
Nothing could be seen of the rest of
the fleet as we stood off on our course
toward Anacapa. Until sundown there
was little change in the wind and we had
nothing else to do than criticise the steer
ing and bother the cook for something
to eat. At sundown Hueneme light was
sighted, and the watches chosen for the
night.
The ugly sea running made it impos-
sible to stand a watch on the fore peak,
and all of the work was on the man at
the stick. Soon after passing Anacapa,
the word was passed to keep a sharp
lookout IOr POlnJ f1rInln llSnI ana TO
prove that the lookout was not asleep
or dreaming only a dozen steamboats,
were mistaken for it.
About the only difficulty was in chang
ing watches, for most of the crew were
too tired to get up, so Bubbles stood a
long trick at the tiller. Once he was re-
lieved on suspicion, but skipper Whitney
told him a funny story of knowing where
there was some grub that T Bone had
not discovered, and Charley held the
stick while Fritz looked for it. He must
be looking yet, for nothing more was
seen of him on deck
The cook volunteered to stand the
skipper's watch, but lasted only ten min
utes. After midnight the wind died out
and Mischief performed all kinds of aero
batic feats while waiting for it. Day
light found us a few miles below Point
Dune, and all the forenoon was spent in
coaxing steerage way to Vincente.
Off Portuguese bay a nice westerly
breeze helped us down to the breakwater
and at exactly 1:30 we dropped our hook
off Terminal island. Walter Folsom came
over to congratulate us, and Joe Fellows
took the whole crew ashore in his launch.
The final separation of the bunch, before
they left for their homes was very
touching, Yves Sylvester threatening to
shed real tears. Here's hoping for an
other cruise with the same crew, even If
the cook was green.