South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1915-06-26
YALE CREW WINS
BOAT RACE WITH
ROOM TO SPARE
Experts Are Still Trying to
Place the Eli Lead Over
Harvard-TakeS Jump and
Holds 1t.
BY Damon RunYon.

:
finish line of the big race on the
/ Thames Friday afternoon, and the
weary oarSmen Strengthened up IN
/ their seats 10 watch HarYard'S craft
come crawling in behind them. A
racing shell furnishes mighty pre-
carious footing for buck and wing
dancing. but McLane of Maryland
performed such terpsichOrean Won
ders that the boat was rocking until
it looked as if the sunburned, half
naked, victorious crew from New
/ Haven would be turned out into the
Thames. McLane of Maryland would
look around over his shoulder at the
| limping Harvard shell and then he
would gesticulate wildly with his
hands.
Maybe he was yelling. You couldn't
| hear from the shore. There was too
much sound produced by the steam
whistles on the boats banked about
the finish. There was too much vocal
creation from leather-lunged persons
swarming over the rocks above the
river TO give the voice of one small
coxswain much of a chance. Even
the groans OF the experts We're scarce
| ~ audible. You may recall that the
experts almost unanimously insinuated
that Harvard would win this race.
You may recall that some of them
| insinuated that it would be a very
close race. The last prognoStication
missed the truth farther than the
| first.
No Time for Yelling.
So then, If McLane of Maryland
yelled his yells were muffied by the
groans and shrieks of triumph but
his dancing was plainly visible and
fairly well done, Kreger, the Harvard
coxswain, had no time for dancing.
Kreger had to busy himself splashing
water out of the river with his cupped
hand on three crumped boatmates
who were identified by some of the
knowing experts as Cabot, who pulls
/ No. in the Harvard boat; Harwood.
No. 4, and Charley Lund, the stroke
Lund Of Boston, who has strOked nine
victorious crimson crews, only to run
into one OF the worst beatings ever
given a Harvard boat.
The experts are still earnestly en-
deavoring to figure out the exact num-
Der of boat lengths that separated the
shells at the finish. Some say five.
Some say eight.
! To put it in human language, Har-
ward was beaten a Salt Lake City
block
Yale got the jump at the start and
was out in front long before the re-
port OF the pistol in the hands of the
starter on August BelmOnts boat, The
loCOuls CdAllGu ~ inc CIOWNAS Oli TIE
shore They saw the faint puff of
smoke and then they saw the blue
shell slipping ahead of the crimson
shaft. The same situation prevailed
| to the finish.
Yale not only won this race, but the
oarsmen Of Eli won the junior eight
cared contest Friday morning, and the
! freshmen eight, which was pulled off
Friday evening when the murk of
ar-onfVrr lilo q thfp1r n
| Thames.
| 1t was a considerable triumph for
the English thole pins, and the modi-
fed English stroke. taken to New
| Haven by Guy Nickalls, the British
coach. The thole pins are things that
prick the souls of the American ex-
perts. as we understand the matter
and the modified English stroke ruff
fleS their artistic Sensibiliues, but none
the less they are doing their best TO
give full credit to the men and meth
DDS from across the sea.
Was Rubber Race.
This was the 49th and rubber race"
between Yale and Harvard varsity
crews. Each had won 24. Each has
had very successful campaign against
the crews Of the other big colleges Of
the east this year. and so when they
lined up Friday 1t was in what might
be called the American water classic
the derby of the deep, so TO speak,
and thousands Of visitors came rush
ing into New London from all over
the country.
The green Connecticut hills which
line the course were dotted with peO-
pie The observation trains which
run along either shore were packed.
The course itself was just water lane
between two rows OF great white ex-
cursion steamers from the Hudson
river and Long Island sound lean
bleached looking yachts belonging to
multi-millioQaireS, whose names are
as familiar as the name of Ivory soap
and suffering motor boats belonging
10 people in general
The black and sinister appearing
Corsair, with J. Pierpont' Morgan and
his son Junius. with Junius' bride,
was there. flying the Harvard flag; Jo-
sephuS Daniels, secretary Of the navy,
came in on the Dolphin. but saw the
race from the deck Of a, big launch.
The personal element enters little
into a boat race. Individuals get
scant attention. A man is just a
member Of a crew, and Is rsrily sepa-
rated from his fellows. and given at
tention for his deeds. Now and again
stroke stands out 10 such extent
that he wins commentator, but the
rest are merely haulers Of wood, as Ii
were.
McLane of Maryland figures as our
hero. but only because NcLane Of
Maryland did th0 dance. 1t is not for
us TO say that ne accomplished any
more. If as much. as Morse Of Green
Lawn, y. Y, sitting there at stroke;
or as Wiman OF Moline. H., at No. Z;
| Never Of Great Neck. L. l.. at No. 8:
Sturdevant Of Washington at No 3;
Sheldon. jr.. Of Savannah at No. 4;
Seth Low, H.. OF New York, pulling
No. 8; Bennett OF Springfield at No. ,,
| and Coe OF New York in the bow.
| They all deserve credit. They all
| began 10 get it Immediately after the
pop OF the starting gun, up under the
| spidery old bridge along about s
o'clock Friday night when the glow Of
daylight had commenced TO deepen
over back OF the hills. and a faint
hint OF early nightfall was in the
air.
The official time of the varsity race
was:
Yale. 2o:52; Harvard. 21:1s ID.