Evening Star Newspaper, April 27, 1924, Page 72

Sailor’s Brutality and Enmity Force DeathGrapple inRagifig Séa' Last week Mr. Overton, novelist, ! eritie, journalist, Princeton man, . and satlor before the mast, re- | Imted the extraordinary exper- Sences of the first part of a voyage for which he had left newspaper work in San Francisco to ship on an old-fashioned spuare-rigged sailing vessel, the Wayfarer, for the port of T«ith in Scotland. Scarcely had Mr. Overton board- ‘el the vessel before he encount- ered the malevolent enmity of one ~John Brown, who de- cided: #ince the new hand had not "beeh seasick’ and possessed some superficlal Knowlédge of u vessel, that he was’in realt'ty a ‘slacker and feizning -ignorance in order to avoid dolng his ‘sheré of the work. Explanations:-weére of no avail, g Overton received a war from a negro member of the to watch out for Brown, and cially while aloft, nee the had sworn he was going to throw the méwcomer overboard. Browh did make such an at- tempt when theé two were on a yardarm by striking Overton re- peatedly with the full force of his fists, and attempting to knock him into the sea. The young man, however, managed to cling to the yard until Brown, for fear of obeervation from the deck, was forced de Th n ent only intensitied the latter's hatred. a seaman, Ing rew pe- man BY GRANT OVERTON. S the prevailing winds Horn are westerly, t ward passage, which we were about to mike, much the luck bleak farthermost America. a squarerig Ing on the ther south than we needed to go to clear the land, We ver had a glimpse famous and dreaded Cape itself, th; mass black, bare of evil omen for sailors. But one day when T was b oLl ihe Besh o) stine ine time Capt. Roberts said to me: “Overton, in your lookouts p a sharp watch for ice is considered of 1 of rocks k 1 asked him what ice would look | that is, for | like at night—an icebers, feebergs were what he meant. He re- plied that probably nearness to berg would reveal itself by the sud- den coldness of the air; if seen, the berz was likely sheen “Are we a S0 far south?™ T v “Look it we were hea the south pole,” was his rather a bitter tone. 11 that night and for many after that I strained the darkness into dashin The fo' 4, off Cape Torn, was a dangerous place. Such waves as come on deck off Cape Horn are easily capable of picking up a man like a cork and dashing him inst an iron bitt of the wall of a deckhonse, breaking his spine. 1 thought the six hours duty a night— every night—would kill After two weeks my watch v did not 1 feclings of humane as reply, wh me. me. but some consideration easler; but it was just our | to run into head winds off the | at night | to have a blue-green | ntured. | for | The water slui prompted them to rebel against my | being forced to bow three times as more experienced tand there on lonz as the older, men. My night the | | chance, and 1 took it. Better to go over- board and drown than to die being choked to death by this stupid brute! Freeing my foot that.was hooked into the fence—for my other twisted up and caught under his body —I drew it up and kicked back with all the desperate and despairing energy I could put into th flort. He let out a frightful howl and hi gers relaxed.: At the same -second the ocean came aboard. was The ocean’ came aboard becadsd thé | Wayfarer put her bow squarely under, | just as you dip your hand into water. Here was a curious thing. Brown, in | an important way, must have counted |on the ocean to help him. It was such a night as made my disappear- ance from the fo'c's'le head no mys- tery of the ship. Any one, every one, would naturally conclude T had been washed overboard. But now theocean was my way of spoiling his plan and deteating his cunning. This wasn't immediately apparent, however. My eyes, straining upward the darkness as | made a frantic effort to met out of his choking clutch. saw a solid, durkty glittering wall of witer, a wall of enorm it secmed, out of curve over us at the instant when my kick had made the tight grip of Brown's fingers loosen. It was an | appalling sight; with time for just | one comprehensive glimpse. Then the whole world fell down about our ears yus height ris pwhere and i e south of South | .ieh g noise that seemed to break my We were forced, owing to | clumsiness in sail- | wind. to go much fur-|gorceq apart; soaked and yet pillowed eardrums. We were caught up and at once on a bed of water rushing underneath me, T was lifted over the fence of the | fo'e’sle head and dropped through the water (which broke the force of de- scent) to the main deck below. The merest chance made the difference | between life and death, as also, I sup- pose, between death and crippling for lite. A swirl of water in another | direction might just as easily and quickly have drawn me overboard, or have dashed me against an iron bitt, breaking bones and lacerating flesh. * o x x HOK1 the drowning as T supposed I I felt the deck underneath, with hardly any consciousness what it was or where I might But animal instinct operates at such me, 1 ed out blindly 1 was being swirled away and caught hold of an iron stanchion, one of the supports of the bulwark alonz the main deck I held on like anything during an instant in which my arm feit as if it would be pulled from its socket. -4 rapidly away, fill- aist. In a moment I to feet. weak, faint, sick and frightened. It took another minute for me to grasp where I was or what had happened? Then I looked about for my enemy No sight of Brown! I wondered what had become of him. At the thought that he might have been washed overboard a perfectly savage and cal- lous joy was mine! hat w my P with salt water, = must but of be be. read a protested aft.| watch was shortened to four hours |only feeling. The life of the sea pro- after that. able seaman’s duty. better. But 1 stood it | It was still double the|duces callosities, mental as well as physical. I could have secn him killed before my eyes with comple) Old Brown was exceedingly bitter | indifference—ao, with horrible sai because T was standing the lookout |faction! so much and thus getting out of hav- ing to go aloft in the bad weather off the cape. He denounced me al- most daily. The cold weather af- tected all our appetites. We could not get enough sugar, and the rancid fat of our salt horse, the palate in the warm latitudes, was eaten with relish now. 1 felt starved all the time. One day Brown found finger marks in his somewhat damp 1 unbearable to | supply of sugar, where some one had | helped himself to a handful of this sweat stuff which produces so much | body warmth. He was sure I was the trespasser. “Bloody thief!™ he called me, and other things that I perfectly recall but certainly cannot write down. He renewed his threats against me. Wet te the skin, as I had been, day and night, for weeks; cold; ravenously hungry, and worn and discouraged, 1 attempted to ignore his anger. * k k% 'A T last we were able to head north, but the sea was running very high, and when I went on lookout that night I had constantly to watch myself to avold being swept over- board. So intent was I on this that I did not see any one approaching. AX for hearing him, nothing could be heard easily above the incessant racket of the ocean. Without warning I recetved a heavy Blow on the back of my head. It was delivered with something of the force of a pile drtver, but probably not with the full fores that was put into it, for the wave-washed deck ot the fo'c's'le head was extremely slip- pery. Nevertheless my head jerked forward and felt as if it had been dislocated from my neck. At the same instant hands closed about my throat. I had hold of the bit of iron railing that fenced the fo'c’sle head; on such a night one scarcely dared let go such a protective hold. But when I found myself being choked to death both my hands flew up and clutched the big, hairy hands that were clutching me. In our struggle we slipped and plunged to the deck. As I fell 1 managed to hook one foot on the fence. We lay there, struggling and thrashing about. The deck heaved with rapid lurches. Why we did not both go instantly overboard is almost unexplainable. A roll of the ship in the right direction would have done it in a twinkling. I couldn’t loosen his hands, He was cutting off my wind quits successfully, 2nd I knew I should not havestrength o fight him eff very long. My own hands were practically useless. 1 might beat with them as hard as I pleased, it would make little differ ence to Brown. .In my ears, in which all eounds were rapidly becoming dim and far-away, poured a stream of We were thousands of miles from home, a thousand miles from any- thing one could call civilization: freezing cold; soaking wet, day and night: brutalized; continuously gnawed at by hunger. A state of mind had been produced in us. Such things happen. I.have read of for- giveness and self-sacrifices wmong explorers and others suffering great hardships. Perhaps these things are possible where men have a great love for each other. But I have had a taste of what is possible when men hate. Well, T didn’t see that vermin any- where about; and fervently hoping he had been done for (“done in,” as we said on the British Wayfarer), I climbed back on the fo'csle head and resumed my watchful pacing and staring into the blind black ahead of us. When the watch ended and 1 re-entered the fo'c’'s'le it was to find Brown there ahead of me. He ex- shouted curses, the perfect expression of that man's savage hatred. 1 suppoese I thought, but I really . dew’t know whether I thought er -acted by anfmal instinct. At anyrata By only chance was & desp \ Young Writer Who Ships on THE -SUNDAY STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C., plained loudly while he wrung the water out of his clothes: “When you was to go out'n there {on deck for any little purpose like to brush your teeth with a handful salt, sure as swearwords you git by a big sea and knocked down. Them as has false tecth better rinse "em off in here and not lose ‘em!” He directed at me a malignant glance, but I was too worn out to care. I wrung out my own clothes as well as I could and getting into my bunk lay there like a watersoaked log. was asleep instantly. * ¥ % ¥ 1 running up into the southeast and had warm weather ags ery stitch of sail had to come off and the lighter sails had to be put in th scraping and cleaning and painting of the whole ship began. Soon we were back on the equator, broiling in the sun, moving hardly at all, and working like d at the houseclean- ing. There was settled discontent aboard. One never knew what form it would take. I could feel mx ways been timid into an animal a sort £ d brought to bay ill-temper, kicked me as 1 preceded him in going aloft: and I turned on him in a way that led him to retreat a step or two out of my reach. I think the tensest moment, and some ways the most dangerou: came one night in the fo'c'ste. I thought I would try to sleep inside, in spite of the vermin. Brown, one of the negroes and myself were there. Brown ordered me to put out the lantern. 1 wasn't ready to put it out. and took my time. When final- 1y I did extinguish it all his animos- ity was boiling. In the dark 1 heard him shufling and stumbling across the floor to my bunk Heo cursed me loudly in his deep, snarling fashion. His approach was slow. It was so black in there I conldn’t see him. But he seemed to be rolling up his sleeves and flexing his arms. Cem tainly he left me in no doubt that he intended to make a job of punish- g me. 1t far 1 OOUN we were trade: self, who had al- a boy, turning At least I now had perate courage if in a fit of the end of something, so was concerned. Sitting there on the edge of my bunk in pitch darkness, I grasped my sheath knife firmly in my hand and made up my mind that the imstant I felt one of those hairy fists of his laid on me I would drive straight for his eye. T would gouge it out if I could; 1 would drive straight in and pieroe hig brain, 1 really did not care for place. A great | anything to whom reason could forbearance alter. He was a malig- nant beast low and dangerous form of life, and fit only to be ex- terminated. Such was my feeling at the moment. kill that brute not affect nor except 1t was almost as if he sensed some- thing of this, as if a wave of pure hatred emanating from me made <ome cont with his dull intelli- and warned him of danger, for tated there s he stood in front and above me. His ocursings rolled louder. 1 waited. In another second the whols thing ended in a ridiculous fashion. Smitty, the impetuous Irishman, was awaken- ol by the oaths from quick. deep slumber. He wus furious Gettlng up hastily from the deck, he began a high-pitched vocal attack on Erown. He even came inside. plainly ready | 10 do battle with his fists as well as his tongue. His Irish temper was thoroughly aroused and his speech was far more fluent than the Hol- lander’s. Brown faced about to meet the new assault. Now was my chance. But I did not take it. The | truth was, 1 was too overcome with laoghter to do anything. It was like a tragic moment in a play which | some absurd slip or accident has con- verted into sheer farca My grip on my sheath knife relaxed: T lay back | in my bunk and shook. | Meanwhile those two conducted a duel of epithets in the midst of which Brown, much worsted, retreat- ed to his bunk. He roiled in and finally pretended to be asleep while Smitty, with remarks valedictory and maledictional, went omt again. *xx % (QF nixht T was sent up adoft to loose the foretop-gullant eail and had a sensition as if a matoh had been struck in my face It was repeated Several times before T real- ized that the flash ecume from a lighthouse. In all our passage we had never been close enough to mee a lighthouse's beam. This particular flash was the eleven-second sweep of the Lizard light, off the ooast of Cornwall—possibly the most power- ful lighthouse beam in the world. It was the first definite sign to us that We were nearing home, for, although T would still be some thousands of miles from my own ocountry, England scemed, comparatively, home to me after such weeks as had passed. Quickly after sighting the Lizard, we picked up the light on Bishops Rock, one of the Scilly Islands, and the whole atmosphere of the Way- farer changed. FEvery one was more cheerful and the men began to talk jubilantly of their pay dav, which promised to be a good one. We went through the FEnglish Channel with a fair wind astern. As a sailing vessel, we had right of way over practically everything: and when we met the British channel fleet of sixteen warships steaming down in four columns of four vessels the gray steel cruisers swung out to clear a path for us, passing two col- umns on each side. At night the bassage through the channel seemed as brilllant to us as a walk along Broadway near 42d street, New York, or Market street downtown in San Francisco. We traveled down a sea Iame bordered with lights, picking up | genc | he hes “I GRASPED MY SHEATH KNIFE FIRMING IN MY HAND.” APRIT; 27, | | one lor from lighthouse befors r. occa both we lost sight fonally having lights the English surrounded by red and nations of all sorts of passing craft. Then, with quiet suddenness, the ded and we were in the open in the midst of the North Sea. 11 distances now seemed trifling, and very soon we spotted dead ahead of us what we were told was the light on St. Abbs Head, at the en- trance to the Firth of Forth. This | was the signal for home at last! | threw up our hats and shoute at the mouth of the Firth of Forth | and a tug would take us in tow. The voyage would be over! We were holding our jubilee a bit | prematurely. From somewhers over Scotland, or from the wastes of the North Atlantic b snd, came a wind. It was not really a wind, it was hurricane. It | blew with at is designated as hur- ricane force on the Beaufort scale of wind velocities. The friendly light on St. Abbs Head disappeared. Everything disappeared except the mountainous waves of the relatively shallow North For shallow w: ter is much rougher than the ocean deeps. And this wind seemed to stir the North to its not profound depths. 1t had the appearance of BY ELEANORE BROWNE. HAT happens when Mary, Queen of England, Empress of India and consort pro- tectress of the faith, needs a new dress? A canvass of the thou- sands of American women who each year troop into London undoubtedly would put this in any list of “Things ‘Women Want to Know.” Mary is a most august queen, and when she has to have something new to put on she must get it with proper queenly digmities—no window shopping or bargain hunting. Ono morning it happened that I was chatting with the manager of one of the great dressmaking houses in Hanover Square, London’s habitat of the exclusive couturiere. Suddenly one of the little errand girls burst into the room. To the manager she exclaimed : *“The telephone, sir. For . you, sir. From the palace!™ ‘The word flew through the shop. Doors opened, salesworsen and mammequtns peered out. Needlefolk crowded at the workroom doors, errand girts crowded the receptign room—every one waiting tensely. The manager came out of the telephone booth,and giris listened openty when he spoke to me: “ier majesty! In twenty minutes, the palace says!” 1 would have gone, but the mamager 'urged me to remain. “Her majesty would not be pleased,” he said, *if our patrons were inconvemienced™ I observed, though, ome . br two customers being soavely but firmly accompanied_ to the froat door with a thousand pardons and the request that they postpons’ thelt ap- pointments. Ope was a well known givorcee, = Mannequins, & troep of them famous throughout Europe for calm and poiseful beauty, hurried to their quarters. One of them, a girl who is more than six foet tall and’ who is hemself a queen of moned. She was instructed to be pre- pared to lead whatever display the queen’ and French | green sidelights and the white illumi- | 1924 —_PART 5. acific Coast for Long Voyage Meets With Thrilling Experiences as Result of Hatred of Fellow Worker Aboard Vessel—Attack in the Night Made Under Unusual Circumstances—Crisis Reached in the Forecastle—The Endless Six-Hour Watch. Winning Recognition at Last After Series of Hard Struggles—The Lizard Light of Cornwall—Driven Again to Sea by Hurricane. “A LID. DARKLY GLITTERING WALL OF WATER OF ENOR. MOUS HEIGHT CURVED OVER us>» scoopin in front r there was 4 sssion enormous waves. It was a h wind, and we had no sea room We could not turn tail and run be- fore it. Wa could not sail agains it. Al we could do was to endeav to hold the Wayfarer's head to the wind and the seas, and hang on. It was the first week in Decembar, and neither the wind nor the water was warm. Short as the experience was, it ex- ded in intemsity and peril thing earlier in our passag had had no such weather du twenty-four hour period before, | even off Cape Horn: and the pampero | that had hit us in the h Atlant though lasting much longer, had b moderate by comparison. worst effect was probably our spirits. Here we had been in sight | ot port, practically speaking, and not more than forty- from satting our fest on now it certainly looked as i all going to be drowned. £E as ad t { | on rore: and we wer In that between exaggerating. boat plying AM not |+ storm the | capsized and thi drowned. All the way up the Chan- nel and into the North Sea we had had sight. off or on, of a Norwegian bark. She was in sight of ms when “Margot.” the manager explained. *is the queen’s favorite. There is a mystery about her. She is the inspiration of the greatest designers in Paris and London: celebrated French and British artists paint her, but no one, it is sald, except the queen, knows her history * K F X S the models hurried through the halls they tore off earrings and bracelets. The queen does mot approve of top much jewelry. In the hair of the errand girls bows of ribbon blossomed, lending new prettiness to faces aglow with expectation. Saleswomen and stock clerks passed in review before the manager, who inspected every detail of their appearance as carefully as a top sergeant examines his commany. Twenty minutes exactly had passed when the doorman's bell signaled that the royal car had turned into the square. The manager ook posi- tion a few paces from the door. Just behind him stood the head sales- woman. At her side the proudest little errand girl—at that moment— in the world! No one else was to be seen. When the door swung open It re- vealed the pompous dooTman, an ex- corperal of grepadiers, medals slis- tening in an Imposing string across his breast, standing rigid, his hand at the guardsman’s salute. The queen's secretary entered first 2nd’ went'at once to the side of ‘the saleswoman: The ‘qiieen stopped on the steps to release the doorman’s salute and to speak to him. - She then went up to the manager, gave him her hand and called him by name. Lady Mufhol- land. her attendant, followed close behind her, J “I must have something for Bal- moral® (the country residence), the queen said.” “One er two simple things, 1f- it "wem't treubls you too much.” . ! zeception room: |the of | there in t} | was becoming groggy under the ter- T think the | { It is the only comparison I can think ght hours distant | | with the rest of my watch and out |on the vard. |the Isle of Man and England was | ix persons were | storm began; and she was sunk | part the old t first and seemed like- She r our Wayfarer | rolled logil ly very soon to roll not at all. rific assaults of the sea that Kkicked up by the hurricane. We quickly trimmed heg until noth- ing but her fore and main lower top- sails were set. Before the storm was | more than a few hours old it was| een that the fore lower topsails must | be taken off her. Fortunately it was daylight. Al hands were called on deck for the task. The board watch huuled | on the ropes while the port watch went aloft to try to take in this com- paratively small sail was Have you ever tried to crumple up a piece of sheet iron in your fingers? of to trying to gather up handfuls of that heavy, watersoaked canvas and stow it on the yard. I went aloft The plunging of the ship made keeping one’s balance ex- traordinarily diflicult. The wind seemed constantly about to hurl a man into the sea. A whole watch on the deck below | seemed to me much more the | | that T had in me | |and ¢ | shot the | is1anas up and stowing it an top of the vard I went into the foretop and, g ping firse one and then another buntline, hung my whole weight, 160 pounds or 4 50, on the rope while those on deck hauled as hard as they could. Wa seemed to make no impression, but Wwe must have accomplished somo~ thing. Meanwhile one leach, or end of tha sall, was being torn into ribbons b the wind, with noises like the tear- ing up simultaneously of a thousand linen sheets. Above the de: tenin r.of the gale and the 1oud singin and droning of the much ‘ried rige ging, rope and wire alike, came the stunning noises of ‘the ripping sall At any moment we expected to see the whole sail torn from the yard and sent flying down the wind. If that happened, the probability that | someone would go |1t was fiying down Both five watches, laboring for forts minutes, the sail stowed it fast, torn leach and was much astonished to find that the fect of my having gone aloft what fell my worked a revolution in tae feeling toward me. I auite heartily by my matos. understand why then anl do: There had heen occasions aloft, on pitch hlack took in way seemed I didn't 4 in formidabl.., and even in standing the lonkey fo'e'«le head in bad me reason they For ther seemed 15 conel the stuff for a a: lor—afn except Brown, of coarse, obviously thought but said nothing. x k% % 3 INIGHT was falling. T had soma . “N up on the poop deck to strika the time. The mate, Mr. Walker, came over from the weather side 1a ask me what I thought of =saflors izing” now? And I answered with completa sincerit This storm will do for me, ste= “Yes he returned bitterly, “I sap- pose 1 knew what was in his m He was thinking of his wifs dren in a snug English cote tage. He remarked “If this lasts another twenty-fouw hours wo're done for.” Daybreak found us entirely outof sight of land but almost-in sight, wn judged, of the coast of Holland: at any rate wo seemed to bo more or less surrounded by Dutch fishing trawlers with brown sails. When we at nmoon and made our calculations we found that in spite of everything the storm had pushed |us eighty miles to leeward. And as the clearing brought us |head wind with the suushinh, we took almost a week to make up th distance we had lost. An anxious werk was, too! Storms fre quent in the North Sea in December. Our second sight of the light on St Abbs Head brought with it ne thrill of anticipation. But bad was end In another day and half we were close to the entrance of the Forth. A tug with side paddi: wheels waddled out and gave us her towline. While we went sedately up the Firth of Forth, dodging dark green and staring at the brown shores of the “kingdom™ of Fife, we were very busy coiling and reeoilin ropes and settling gear. Late thu night, nnder blinding arc lights, w made fast to the stone q Leith It was close midnight when Mr. Walker, standing on the fo'@sle head, uttered carelessly th sacred formula which marks the end of a passage and the discharge the seaman from his duty. He san out: “ThatN do ve, men'™ A ragzed but very gennine went up. We all tumbled into « 10 better of me, are our on che = hauled vainly on the buntlines—ropes which gather and pucker up the sail, making easier the task of rolling it “May T look into the workroom the queen asked. Her majesty never fails to visit the workrooms. She knows how much the workpeople want to see her. She moved among the machines and ta- bles, asking questions and remem- bering faces from a former Visit. A forewoman stammered dreadfully | when the queen recalied tiat she had been ill on the occasien of the last royal visit and asked if she were quite recovered. The queen stopped over a table at which a girl was sewing on dainty lingerie. She was interested in the stitch and asked the girl to explaln it. The manager said later that her majesty makes all of her own’ lin: gerie, and not from silk, either. In the grand reception room her majesty explained what she wanted. Presently a long procession of man- nequins, led by the stately Margot, filed into the hall As Margot en- tered the room she dropped to a graceful, languid curtsey. Each of the others curtseyed at the door. * ® Xk A 3 queen had asked for something for ogtdoor wear in brown. There were a score of mannequing and a score of different tomes of brown, eich with its hat, hose and shoes to match. Outside the door, in the hall, the saleswoman inspected each girl as she came up in line, and now and then with ‘deft scissors clil off a ribbon or a rosette, or altéred a skirt line. Her majesty chose the model which pleased her most. She indicated, then, little features of other' models which she fancied—a bodice line on one, a trimming on arother, a foid on still another. These mannequins were grouped and the others dis- fir missed, each with a “Thank you” from the queen.. 'The chosen models wers herded in a fitting room and a bevy of skilled fitters flew at them with He lad the way towsrd the grand |scizsors and pins, outting and slash- ing and assembling the resuliant bunks, for the first time in 140 days ¥ to sleep as long as wanted to! (Copyrisht, 1924) W Gowns Speedily Changed at Shops When Queen Mary Goes Shopping: Employes Go to Tea at Palace After Work Is Done combination on themetionless Margot. Meanwhile other mannequins Da- raded in the new things in indoor frocks. The queen likes to see the / new things and is not sparing of praise or criticism. In an incredibly few minutes Mar- got curtseyed at the door, her gown reconstructed as the queen had indi- cated. The process was repeated for “something brighter, in palo blue® and the queen’s shopping Wad¥fin- ished. Ry The fittings ware done at* ace. The work forces night in making the gowns fsom {models. The next morning tndy wero |ready for the frst “siip-on/ | In the shop the original G |chosen by the queen were destrod: The queen has objected to il fak: ful custom in the shops she. fegors, but it is a practice that endures, Bev- ertheless No shop would lesser patron to see or know the queen had selected, to say: of releasing a duplicate. < When the gowns were |the mannequins, fitters, wo and errand girls who had had & in copying the models were moned to the palace to see them on her majesty. This is a regular cus- tom of Mary's. When the queen dis- missed them there was tea in the upper servants’ dining hall. After tea they were privileged to walk about the charming private groands at Buckingham. Pigeons Report Dog Race. ARRIER pigeons were used to transmit the news of the progress being made by the dog team in the world championship 200-mile Derby that § started from The Pas, Man. The pigeons were heid at the fifty and 300 milny points on the course, und were released ous at a time with messages fied to a leg announcing the position of the rac- ing teams as they passed the Dolne where the hirds were hald jthe models i m- j - ‘ ‘ ad !’