The Press., 1915-07-14
OF THE TIDE
c..:lr0us Phenomenon That Occurs
 In the River Trent.
FURIOUS RUSH OF THE AEGlR.
Like a Monster Tidal Wave the Water From the Sea Sweeps Up the Stream With an Angry Roar, Ringing Its Foam High Into the Air.

Ware aegir! Ware aegir!'
 The rlvel. Trent hds been flowing out to the sea for hours, leaving long stretches of brown mud glittering in the light of the setting sun. It is a calm summer evening, and we sit wait ing and listening on one of the old Wharyes of Gainsborough, Lincoln shire. The cry is taken up by every boatnan, who shouts it again upstream "a strange, eerie warning
 Several small boats are now pushing off into midstl cam to avoid the mass of chulning water which breaks on the foreshore. A group of children add to the tumult with shrill cry of Wild aegir! Wild aegir!" which they con sider d much better rendering than Ware aegir!'
 By craning forward we can see it now, rounding bend of the river by the shipyard. The first wave is big and smooth, stretching right across the river, with swirl of angry water at each side; next follow five or six big rollers, which roar and foam along, leaving masses of broken water in their wake. These are called the "whelps."
 Presently we shall see the force of these "whelps'' when they reach those big, unwieldy. square nosed barges- which, by the way, are called "keels." There is one such swinging at anchor in midstream just opposite to us. For the last half hour the old keelman has been lOlling about the deck smoking his clay and looking idly at the water.
 Now he is alert all at once, and, knocking the ashes out of his pipe, he the anchor chain. After glance along the deck to see that all is secure, he looks back up the river. He is cal culating where the aegir will carry him to.
 There is another barge higher up the river. and as yet nobody has stirred on board The old man has noticed it. for he shouts, Ware aegir, Stoney, nay lad!'' and young fellow juRps up the hatch and runs to the tiller.
 The distant swish has increased to a citement grips us as we see small boat rise up on the first wave and dis appear for a moment in the hollow. Up again she rises, right into the froth of the "whelps." Another moment and she is through into calmer water.
 Seei The pillow dashes like monster tidal wave against wharf and splash es high up into the air with roar and smother of white foam Now it has reached the keel" With groan and rattle of chain she rises to the wave and is carried along with it, but not very far, for the anchor holds fast and she swings slowly round.
 The keel is broadside on now, and the creamy "whelps' dash right over her deck as she rolls in the trough Of waves, but as quickly as 1t takes to tell she swings stem on to the current. which is now rushing upstream with tremendous force, and will continue to do so for two hours or more until high water. when the water laZily returns toward the sea.
 The aegirs are not all as big as this one; some are mere swell about a foot high. The best time to see them is in the spring and autumn. when tll2 equinoctial tides are big on the coast. Just below Gainsborough the aegir is seen at it's best, as it rushes alon! some of the longest reaches of the Trent
 This curious tidal phenomenon only occurs on one or two other rivers in Great Britain. the Severn being one of them where if is known as the "bOro,' Those who have seen it, however, say that it does not equal the aegir in any way.-N'ide World Magazine.