CHAPTER VII

THE REGATTA

There was still one great event before the closing of the academic

year of the Diana Seminary Seniors, in which the class had taken

extraordinary interest. It was the first time in the history of

the Seminary that students were to take part in aquatic sports

against male contestants. The day for the great handicap regatta--a

four-oared affair--between the Senior class of the Seminary and the

Sophomore class of the West Point Military Academy followed directly

after graduation,--the class grade being the handicap allowed to the

Seminary girls.

Aurora and Margaret, after their avowal and covenant, were again

in normal condition, cheerful as of yore, and as they were the most

available pair for the aquatic contest, from the beginning they had

been chosen unanimously as the exponents of the class of 1960, and

they went into the execution of the sport with vim and enthusiasm.

As the event was a unique one, it had become the most lively topic

of conversation among the people, and long before it took place had

caused widespread interest in the country. Having been advertised

and exploited extensively in the daily press, it is needless to say

that an unusually large concourse of visitors had arrived by land

and water to witness the classic and unusual contest.

The course of the race was laid near Poughkeepsie and was in the

shape of a heart, that is, starting at a given point, side by side,

they raced about half a mile abreast, then one crew turning to port

and the other to starboard, diverging in a parabolic circle, passed

each other in the center within a short distance of the starting point,

and making counter-circles started on the home run, again abreast. (See

diagram, page 90.)

The personnel of the Seminary crew consisted of the following young

ladies: Aurora Cunningham, coxswain; Margaret MacDonald, stroke;

Horatia Seymour, number one; Eunice Ward, number two; and Norma

Southworth at the bow.

When the preliminary signal to make ready was given, both the crews

rowed gracefully to the starting ground and began to manoeuvre. At

the sharp report of the signal gun, the two shells shot past the line

almost abreast, amidst deafening acclamation from the spectators on

the shore and the shrill tooting and whistling of the sailing craft

of every description that had formed almost a compact circle around

the course.

The calm and pleasant weather had allowed the waters of the Hudson to

run as smooth as a looking-glass, except for the turbulence caused

by the ever restless pleasure boats thronged with sightseers,

each endeavoring to get a better vantage point of the impending

struggle. As the contest progressed, the interest of the watchers

began to increase. Thousands of field and marine glasses and lorgnettes

were leveled at the racers as they sped along the course.

The teams had now reached the point of divergence, and had begun to

recede from each other at every stroke on their parabolic circuit,

the boys turning to port and the girls to starboard. But alas! Hardly

had the Seminary shell advanced half a dozen strokes when, by some

unexpected and inexplicable accident, Margaret's feet slipped off the

foot guard and, in an instant, she was thrown into the waters of the

Hudson, the shell meanwhile gliding swiftly by.

Instantly the air was filled by a deafening cry of dismay from the

throats of thousands of eager spectators, coupled with piercing

whistles of the steamboats. What a moment of anguish for the Diana

Seminary girls! What a shocking sense of humiliation for the fair

contestants! To think that in an event so crucial for their honor

and standing, such an unforeseen disaster should overwhelm them!

But fate was with them. It was decreed that such a catastrophe

should happen in order to heighten the grandeur of their ultimate

victory. While the spectators were still paralyzed with the awful

situation before them, there was activity and heroism among the Diana

mermaids in the shell. The instant Aurora with her alert eyes saw

Margaret's mishap, she realized at once the situation and before

the shell had glided past, she leaned over and caught Margaret by

the hair. By the same impulsive and almost animal agility, Margaret

grasped Aurora's arm and in another moment, with less loss of time

than would seem possible, she was again in the shell. In a twinkling

of an eye the breathless girl had resumed her place at the oar as if

nothing had happened.

Aware of the loss of distance by this untoward accident, which was,

in fact, more than four boats' length, but undismayed and as if

invigorated by her impromptu bath, in order to recover lost ground

Margaret set the pace at a higher speed and forged ahead with might and

main. When the throngs on land and water realized what had happened

the din of exultation and cheering was beyond description and this

did not abate until the race was finished. Overwrought by the sight

of this heroic exploit of the girls, men and women had become madly

hysterical. When the shells crossed each other at the half-mile

stake it was seen that the Seminary girls had recovered considerable

ground, leaving a margin of less than two boats' length. Encouraged

by the splendid showing made, and goaded to endeavor by the rapturous

applause of the populace, Margaret and the rest of the crew seemed to

gain new strength. And when Aurora with the megaphone gave the order

of thirty-six strokes a minute, they set the pace with marvelous vigor

and precision, causing consternation among their masculine antagonists.

On the completion of the second parabola of their circuit and when

coming on to the line for the homestretch, it was noticeable that

the Seminary shell was only a trifle behind.

The crucial moment had come.

They were now almost abreast on the homestretch. The intensity of

the exciting scene had for a moment cast a profound silence upon

the spectators. Every one was straining his eyes and neck to see

the momentous finish, only to break again into a bedlam of rapturous

shouting when the girls were seen to be in the lead. It was indeed

a sight never to be forgotten, when the Seminary shell shot past the

finish line a full boat's length ahead, and the girls were acclaimed

by the populace as victors.

The intensity of the joy of the throng, and the plight of their

utter abandon, can be conjectured when it was discovered afterwards

that eight hundred and ninety-one ladies' and two thousand three

hundred and seventy-nine gentlemen's head-gear were picked up in the

Hudson. The next day and through the week following, divers reaped a

good harvest by bringing up from the river's bed one thousand three

hundred and ninety-four field, marine and opera glasses, and two

hundred and seventy-five lorgnettes, besides innumerable parasols

and canes which the people in their abandon had thrown about.

This episode was the crowning glory of the Seminary and the beginning

of a new epoch in the history of this institution.

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