Los Angeles herald. [microfilm reel] (Los Angeles [Calif.]) 1900-1911, 1907-08-18


bit when one of the dainty creations was
hoisted for a private signal.
"Lemonade" Jinx
The second course of lemonade after
the candy proved to be hoodoo, for the
wind played out and to our dismay Col
umbine slipped up on us. In vain did
the skipper tell US how much to the good
we were from what he had hoped for
The bonbons had got in their deadly
work, and our courage thinned out as the
big mainsail of Columbine crept steadily
after us.
When within five miles of Point Dune
she passed to windward of us. OF course
we cheered, but under the influerce of
purloined confectionery we wanted to say
real mean things of yacht that didn't
know when she was beaten.
AS 1t grew dark we tackled off shore,
going about for the first time since leav-
ing port. The wind evidently believed
in quitting early, jealous because the
sun was off watch, and we didn't make
much Roadway. Coiumbine, on the port
| tack, was soon lost to view in the deep
| ering gloom.
All evening we lay off Point Dune.
| each of us guessing what had become of
the rest of the fleet and wondering from
which direction the wind would come.
Bubbles and Hop Sing were given the
| first watch on deck and at about three
i bells of the midnight watch they scared
| up a fair wind.
AS it came from a southeasterly direc-
ton we felt sure that Columbine was
| too far inshore to be much benefited.
| Great tales of how we would take break
fast at the Potter have special badges
made and in other ways celebrate our
great victory, were INDUCED in by all
"a fair
wind, even the cook had been called,
and he insisted in having the badges of
black velvet with gold embroidered let
ters Considerable discussion was held
as to whether the streamers should be
one foot or a yard long, and many bou-
quets were thrown at the skipper and
Bubbles for their rare ability as naVi-
gators.
At six bells the skipper and T-Bone
Jack took the trick, steering west by
north to clear Point Mugu. At eight
bells the course was changed to west
northwest and sharp lookout kept for
Point Hueneme light.
The new course allowed of a ballooner
and after helping Bubbles and Hop Sing
to set 1t we went below. About three
bells there came a hurry call for the
watch to turn out. On deck We found
that the balloon jib sheet had parted and
the watch on deck were out on the bow
spirit dousing the sail.
T-Bone took the helm and luffed up to
bring the big light sail into the wind.
Fritz after looking forward, decided 1t
was time to gybe, and for the next few
minutes Mischief spun round like a top
| In the midst of the excitement of get
ting in the ballooner, Hop Sing reported
Hueneme light on the starboard bow.
''Where Is it?" asked Fritz from the
cockpit. ION the port quarter" replied
the bewildered Hop Sing Just like
| land lubber, the cook managed to get
| where he was least needed, and for ten
minutes was kept busy lodging the main
| boom as it slammed across decks In the
many gybes.
Cook Nearly Takes Bath
| Down flat on the deck he dropped and
| crawled to the cockpit On the last gype
he was thrown into the lee scuppers'
and would have taken bath In the dark
If Fritz hadn't grabbed him by the foot.
Down below ducked the lucky cook
| and not until we were off Anacapa at
daybreak did he have any interest In
| things above decks
Making fully eight knots an hour we
entered Ventura bay all hands dellrious
! at the quick trip. But our pride was TO
have a most unhappy fall, Tor as the
| sun came up the wind went down.
| A SllRnL maze III Otu WahS piiN -
bells of the morning watch we We're fog-
bound in a heavy calm. For four hours
we pitched about, hoping every minute
| for favorable breeze.
About noon we sighted what we
thought was Columbine, hull down on
our starboard quarter, and more exultant
joy resulted.
"All hands viii take lunch on me, IN
sisted the skipper in his happiest tones
A breeze from the southland helped us
in toward the harbor and T-Bone was
sent aloft with the glasses to PICK up
the town We mad heard much about
the kelp beds and didn't propose to lose
a race by fouling the seaweed
At two bells Fritz startled all hanos
by reporting that he saw Columplne
anchored off the hotel He was advised
to see an oculist, but in few moments
the worst was known to be true.
AS we came through the kelp both
Monsoon and Arrow were made out, and
instead of lunching at the Potter the
skipper ordered the cook to go below
and fix a lob scouse. Such comman grub
he considered good enough for crew
that lost a race by two hours or more.
Not word more was said Of the velvet
badges.
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