New-York tribune., 1920-07-21


that hundred guinea cup from British
waters.
Resolute in Patch of Doldrums
Then what had happened to Captain
William P. Burton of Shamrock hap
pened to Charles Francis Adams of
the defender. Far to windward,
Resolute passed into a patch of the
doldrums and the challenger plowed
steadily ahead with her blunt prov,
while the faint silhouette Of Resolute
became fainter and fainter.
That the Shamrock would pass the
finish mark far in the lead of the de-
fender was certain, though the stub
born hackers of Resolute and of
Captain Adams would not concede it,
even though the defender was as dim
as wrath ship by this time against
the gray and misty skies. But could
Shamrock make up the seven minutes
and a fraction of handicap and the
other seconds at the start?
Within half mile of Shamrock all
the navigators, amateur and profess
sional, aboard the destroyer Semmes
We're doubtful The scene suggested
no excitement. There was Shamrock
with her frowsy looking sails, her
blunt nose and bowsprit as ugly as
aerailroad tie stuck forward on her in
hurry, plowing along nosing the
water like a green China pig roofing
She VS. no more attractive than
hay scow running for her dock.
Sirens Shrill a Welcome
The attendant boats were crowdng
up to be in at the finish and the faint
outline of Resolute fitted in and out
behind their outlines. The Semmes
rounded the official tug and hove to
jast beyond the finishing line. With
her mainsail, her club top and
reaching jib up, Shamrock " came
across the finish line Her nose
red and white hull of the lightship,
but she swung clear and seemed to
founder across.
The sirens shrilled and the steam
whistles howled welcome. The
little Yachts, the launches and the
tugs were jostling for position Every
sort of timepiece was brought into
requisition and they watched the sec
onds ticked off as Resolute came up
to the mark
After the green Shamrock had
swung by the mark she dropped her
jib and fitted back and forth beyond
the hne waiting for Resolute to come
up. The minutes passed as they
counted them off on the attendant
boats. Captain Burton had relnquish-
ea the wheel and stood in his shirt
sleeves watching the dainty rival
sloop come up.
In the cockpit sat Mrs Burton
watching her watch Resolute had
longer a wrath vessel. She was a
living boat coming up rapidly, her
clean cut bow cleaving aside the water
impatiently. She was hurrying, hurry
Ing
Time Limit Passes, Burton Relaxes
Captain Burton clutched a rope and
watched intently. glancing now and
then at his wife with the watch. Reso-
lutte, under full sail, seemed to be
sweeping along and with her she was
sweeping aside all the Upton luck, all
the luck of Shamrock " and all the sea-
manship in the fpce of mshaps that
Captain Burton hid shown. Suddenly
the skipper of Shamrock received a
signal from his wife and he relaxed.
The time limit had been passed.
1t did not matter how daintily Reso-
lCte swept up to the red and white
iChtship now. Shamrock had won.
1t had made up all Of the handicap
that the mathematicians had imposed
upon it. In just as fuky a sea as the
one in which it had been distanced,
outsailed and outlucked Saturday,
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victory over the same boat and the
same crew. Captain Burton had come
back, despite & burst of criticism that
was close to being cruel.
Burton Proves He Was Right
Il can beat Resolute," Captain Bur-
ton told Sir Thomas Upton when all of
Lipton's friends had sworn that he
must change shippers or bo made
ridiculous in this race. What must
have been the emotions Of the sturdy
old baronet when he saw the start,
with the Shamrock houndering like a
canal boat and ripping her balloon
jib, and when she finally got it up.
only Sir Thomas can tell Whatever
his faith in Burton might have been
it must have wavered at times during
the race.
Il can beat Resolute with Sham
rock" Captain Burton declared stub
bornly in the secret councils that fol-
lowed the fiasco of Saturday. 1t might
have been the stubbornness of the man
that impressed Sir Thomas, to whom
the winning of the cup meant the goal
and the climax of his career.
There WAS the same sea pageantry
that covered the sea on the first two
starts when the yachts came up to
the Ambrose Lightship. The smalle,
power boats were bit more numerous
the navy blimp hung over the starting
line, and the aeroplanes buzzed around
it, The same setting practically as
on the first day, with the exception
that the regular Ambrose Lightshir
was off duty and the red and white
relief served as the starting point.
There was a breeze in the lower bay
when the craft started forth, but out
side the sea seemed to be as oily ant
quiet as it was Saturday, where the
yacnrs drifted and glided through {
succession of doldrums into no race
Those who claimed to know the whimsi-
cal seas outside said that there would
be no race, and if there was race
that Resolute, which had led Shamrock
by five miles with light breeze and
quiet waters, would win easily.
Elements Seemed Against Challenger
The elements evidently were against
Shamrock " and against Burton
And the sea critics, cruel as the land
critics, were waiting to see what they
had predicted come to pass. They
were sorry for Sir Thomas Upton, OF
course. But ne should have listened to
iadvice.
The committee boat signaled quar-