New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1916-06-18
TenEyck's Crew Beats
Cornell by Two
Lengths.
CONTEST ENDS
IN TWILIGHT
Ithacans Fight Gallant
Battle as Veteran Coach
Courtney Looks On.
BY W. o. MGEEHAN.


cuse won the varsity race by two
lengths from Cornell. crossing the nm
ish line with a spectacular spurt The
Salt City college also captured the
junior race by length and a quarter.
The varsity race was finished in a
hazy twilight A stiff upstream wind
ruffled the course after the junior race,
and the crews did not get to the start
ing line until nearly 7 o'clock. The
freshman race was postponed until
Monday.
Syracuse took the lead from the
start, rowing a remarkably even stroke
which was clocked at 80 10 the minute.
In the middle of the course they sped
up to 80 when they we're being pressed
a little by Cornell, but they immedi-
ately dropped back to that long, even
pull.
The Ithacans fought gallant battle
to the bridge. hanging on to the point
ed stern of the Salt City shell with a
courage that never wavered. Just
below the high bridge, with the finish
line in sight, the pace began TO tell on
the Ithacans Their coxswain called
for a spurt, but the men were too ex-
hausted TO respond.
Instant Response from Syracuse
When Coxswain Jayne called 70 the
Syracuse watermen there was an in
slant response. The Syracuse shell
shot through the water in the last half
mile with such a dash Of speed that the
Cornell shell seemed almost motion
less. The nose Of the Cornell shell
dropped behind, and there was a full
length Of open water between the boats
as the Syracuse she'll shot across the
finish line.
Charles E. Courtney, the veteran Cor
nell coach, saw the last crew that he
will coach lose In as stiff a water fight
as the course has ever seen. The dean
Of the watermen, invalided as the re-
suit of an injury received at last years
regatta, was watching the finish line
all the late afternoon through his field
glasses from the balcony Of his home.
The Oaks.
The shadows deepened on the slate
colored waters OF the Hudson and the
sun sank behind the mists above the
Catskills. The lights began to CLEAN
along the west shore. There was Just
a faint flush of pink in the heavy
clouds above. The veteran Courtney
sat in the twilight Of the afternoon
and Of his career as a coach eagerly
listening.
He trained his glasses on the rail
road bridge. There was a fash against
the dsrkening skies. The race was on.
Again and again the veteran coach
turned the glasses upstream impa-
tiently. Then he sat back to wait He
knew that it would be nearly a quarter
of an hour before he would see the
shells
At last the four little black specks
on the slste-colored water were visible
through the haze. Courtney adjusted
his glasses and watched. With the in
instinct and eye Of the waterman he
soon could read that Syracuse was
leading, but not by much. The eight
that he had drilled until his physicians
forced him TO abandon his work was
hanging on tenaciously.
Cornell Still Had q Chance.
They still had a chance, a good
chance. A squirt just before the bridge
was reached or little later on would
do it. The boat seemed steady. The
work of the lads he had coached was
smooth. He felt certain that they
could do it-bring him a victory In this
his last race.
Under the bridge they swept, Syra-
cuse still leading. They had reached
the last hslf-mile, where the final
effort had to come. From that angle
It seemed as though they were gliding
nose and nose. Suddenly one of the
boats shot forward
The veteran coach dropped his
glasses. That was not his boat, he had
lost his race by full two lengths.
He did not watch the others. He
was not interested in the fact that
Columbia crossed FIVE lengths behind
his crew and that the weary Pennsyl-
vanisns we're four lengths behind
Riee's crew. He only knew that he had
lost his last race.
The twilight deepened and the IN
valided coach was taken indoors.
Hudson Smooth as Lake.
The course was as smooth as an in
land lake when the varsity race was
finally started. There was not tne
breath of a breeze when the Columbia
she'll padded up to the starting Inc.
The osrsmen we're stripped TO the
waist So were the man in the Penn