135 years ago this month...
Ho! For the Yachts! Hoho!
The ice is smooth,
The breeze is fair,
The day is bright,
Crisp is the air;
Ho for the Yachts! Hoho!
Hurrah for the race! Hurrah!
Eager they come to win the prize,
Flitting about like butterflies;
Gliding along to try their speed --
Going about (take heed, take heed)
So quickly that each one must need
A cool head in the willer,
A strong hand on the tiller:
For perils and dangers
Surround these swift rangers--
Hurrah for the race! Hurrah!
Read on here for the rest of this cheery poem from March of 1883.
Who will win?? Scud? Icicle? Aeolus? Jack Frost?.....
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