Sayfa 245 / 416

"July 1: Cloudy this day. Hot. Light S.-W. breeze. Nat tells me

another race will be sailed in just a week. Swears he will win

it. Poor boy, what with losing yesterday and Caroline Fuller's

leaving the Head to work in Lubec, he is hardly himself. I'm

afraid the old _M. C._ won't show much speed till she is

thoroughly overhauled. Note--Stmr. May Schofield's policy runs

out July 20th. See about this, sure."

There was very little pertaining to the next race until the entry

for June 6, two days before the event. Then he read:

"Nat is quite happy; says he can't lose day after to-morrow. I

told him he must have fitted the M. C. with wings, but he only

grinned. Take the stmr. to St. John to-morrow to look after

policies, including May Schofield's. She's so old her rates will

have to go up. Won't be back till day after the race, but Nat

says he'll telegraph me. Wonder what business that boy's got up

his sleeve that makes him so sure he will win? Oh, he's a clever

one, that boy!"