THE LONDON MARINE.
" Cease rude Boreas, blustering railer."
A "London Mariner" has written us a letter of angry expostu- lation on the subject of some observations we lately made on the casualties that occurred in the course of a sailing-match, which seemed sufficiently indicative either of very bad seamanship or of very bad trim. It is now explained to us, that there was a mighty storm raging on the Thames on the day of the match, and that the grounding and cracking away, &c. were accidents referable to stress of weather. " There was not," we are told, "a yacht with too much canvass for any moderate breeze, which may be met with ninety-nine days out of the hundred." This does not answer the question ; which is, whether there was a yacht or half a dozen yachts with too much canvass for a 'fresh of wind ? That it blew pretty strong, strong enough to blow the buttons off your coat or your teeth down your throat, may be indeed inferred from this credible statement in our angry mariner's epistle—" The Fairy had all her glass window-lights round her coamings completely washed in, so great was the force of the water dashing against them." The " Fairy " must have had an appropriately fragile equipment. How many elves were washed off her deck?
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