gallon cask of lager-beer and sardines, to say nothing of champagneentertained us for an hour at the DeWolfe House, to the best of their ability. We were grateful for their good will, although some of the most sober among us hardly approved of their way of manifesting it. With the aid of the aforesaid drinkables, they in turn gave us a concert, which was less remarkable for harmony than for power of execution. We'll not soon forget them, or that evening spent at Bristol. The next day we were off again-landing, about noon, at Rocky Point, one of the most delightful spots upon Narragansett Bay. Here, every arrangement and convenience which mechanical skill can devise, is af. forded to the Summer visitant, rendering it a most desirable wateringplace, and many are the excursionists, daily, who visit this fashionable resort. Soon after our landing here, a large excursion party, composed of the country people from Greenwich, came to enjoy a holiday afternoon. As young gentlemen, fortunately, were in a minority here, an opportunity was at once presented for a little fun, in the way peculiar to "Yale boys," of making new acquaintances, and flirtations; and, rest assured, the afternoon was not passed idly. The dance, in the "Forrest Circle," comes vividly now into our recollection, together with a certain individual, somewhat advanced in years, who most enthusiastically tripped the "fantastic toe," after the manner of fifty years ago. But we had advertised a Concert at Warren, for the evening, and, to meet our engagement, were obliged to leave the fairy scene," arriving at anchor at sunset. We have no very pleasant recollections of Warren; the least so of any place we visited during our whole cruise. It may not be difficult, perhaps, to state our reasons. In the first place, our Concert, pecuniarily, was the only one we gave, which left us "out of pocket ;" yet, not to any serious amount; our receipts meeting all expenditures within the sum of ten cents; a dead loss of only one cent and one ninth per individual. We will not acknowledge that our Concert was not well attended, for a crowd of "outsiders" surrounded our Hall, to the number of several hundred, giving a "rough guess," who, in the most "unmannerly manner," persisted in crowding about the windows, opening and shutting the blinds, and making nuisances of themselves generally. We came to the conclusion that “quarters" were scarce in Warren, and Concerts of rare occurrence. Aside from our ill success here in the Concert line, it was almost absolutely impossible for our Stewards to purchase anything in the way of provisions, and our "locker" had become nearly depleted. By a rigid economy, however, and placing the crew upon half rations, we managed to subsist till we reached a more hospitable shore.

Friday, Aug. 21st, at an early hour, we joyfully set sail again, landing, shortly before noon, at a rude dock near the base of Mt. Hope. Our first desire was to procure a supply of eatables. A neighboring farm-house was placed under a requisition, to meet our necessities; and by paying the good lady about three times the market price for everything, the Stewards succeeded in preparing one of the most sumptuous dinners we ever tasted. We gorged ourselves to such an extent, that comfort and safety would not allow of our assuming any other than a horizontal position, and soon all lay stretched upon the grassy slope of the mountain, fast asleep; an easy prey, we imagine, to those savage bands, whose leader met an untimely end near the very place where we were reclining. Afterward, we ascended the summi, and stood upon the very spot where King Philip, years before, had stood and viewed his once fertile lands, and the same beautiful bay, and in imagination we fancied we heard the whistling arrow and rusting of the deer, which once were the only sounds to disturb the monotonous stillness. We drank from the chieftain's spring, and sat upon his rocky throne, and pitied the rashness and fate of him who dared to oppose the progress of his pale-faced foes.

Again hoisting sail, we soon lay at anchor at Fall River, the ter minus of our voyage; a place never to escape our recollection. Here we gave our last Concert, to a most respectable audience, and were shown hospitalities, which led us to feel that we had found friends indeed. At Fall River there are a number of young men who have associated themselves together to enjoy what here possesses such a fascination for students, viz: boating. The “Naiad Queen Boat Club," learning that we were boating men from "Yale," at once welcomed us to their beautiful city, and offered us every assistance in their power. Our Concert was a complete success; and at its close, most unexpect, edly to ourselves, they invited us to a bounteous and delicious repast, at the "Richardson House." For three hours we feasted and cracked jokes, narrated thrilling incidents. and enjoyed social converse with a set of fellows, the like of whom we rarely meet. At length, with rousing cheers for our entertainers, and light hearts, we "turned in" for a few hours sleep, before setting out on our homeward trip.

We here transfer the following, taken from the Fall River “ Daily News," the evening after our departure:

"The Concert last evening by the Yale College Glee Club, more than met the expectations of the public. Some of the songs were very finely sung, and the andience evinced their appreciation of several of the pieces by vigorously encoring them. After the Concert the sing.

ers were treated to a supper at the Richardson House, by the "Naiad Queen Boat Club," of this city. The concert, the supper and the ser enade in the streets, were all very pleasant.

These Students from Yale' have been on a cruise in the yacht Spark, for about two weeks. Yesterday they visited Mount Hope, and expressed themselves much pleased with the splendid scenery from the top of that famed locality. This morning they set sail for New Haven, where they are soon to renew their studies, taking with them the best wishes of all who had the pleasure of their company during their short stay among us."

Saturday morning, Aug. 22d, at early dawn, we were "homeward bound." Time will not permit us to particularize at any length with reference to the adventures of the remaining days of the cruise, butonly such as force themselves upon our memory the most vividly, can we present in closing our sketch.

Taking so early a morning start, we purposed, if it were possible,. reaching Stonington by night-fall, a distance of seventy miles, and there passing Sunday. A fair and steady breeze bore us down the Bay at a rapid speed, and before noon we were again at anchor at Newport. Here the Stewards were busy for an hour in laying in a plentiful supply of provisions, and our craft was thoroughly overhauled and put in the best of trim for that passage of forty miles, from Newport to Stonington, between which there is no harbor, nor even anchoring ground. Clouds had already begun to collect over the face of the sky, and there were many omens of boisterous weather. These however could not deter us from attempting to reach our desired port ;; and bidding farewell to Newport, we dropped down the Bay. The wind now became stronger and blew from an unfavorable quarter;: and it was nearly dusk ere we reached Point Judith at the mouth of the Narragansett. Here the "Spark" received a thorough test of her sea-worthy qualities. The ocean swell, caused by a steady wind during the day to landward, surpassed anything we had ever witnessed. before, and our boat seemed but a feather tossed upon the huge billows. Now we mounted up with a wave till we could overlook the waters far and near and the neighboring land, and then descended till we lost sight of large vessels but a short distance from us. We were awed, and all sat mute, turning our attention now to the waves and the sailing of the "Spark," and again to the Captain's face, to see if it betokened danger nigh. Our Captain was a man of few words at such times, and were we in danger of going to the bottom at any mo-

ment, he would sit stoically to all outward appearance, and save a more anxious expression upon his face, seem apparently unmoved, uttering his orders with a cool firmness which peculiarly adapted him to command. One among our number, viz., our assistant steward, who received the appellation of the joker of the crew, the wildest sea could not terrify sufficiently to cause to refrain from uttering some humorous remark, proposing an original conundrum, or creating a laugh in some way. We wish the keeper of our log had recorded a few of the many puns, jokes and conundrums, which served to while away many an hour. They were of such a laughable character and ever at his tongue's end, that if from any circumstance the blues began to creep over us, the ready joke and humorous remark of the assistant steward were sure to banish them. All that long Saturday night the "Spark " and her crew struggled against wind and wave, anxious to reach the desired haven. That was a dismal night. In the midst of rain and darkness, imagine a craft of only thirty feet in length, thirty miles from port, with such a precious human freight. Little was the sleep any of us enjoyed for a long twelve hours. A thin fog hid from view every light, and we only were prevented from drifting out of our course by keeping within sound of the breakers upon shore. At length we joyfully hailed Watch Hill Light, some five miles distant, and now every breath of wind died away, and again we must take to the oars as the only motive power available. It was nine o'clock Sunday morning when once more we found a peaceful harbor and anchored at Stonington, tired, sleepy, out of provisions, and in not the best of moods. Finding uncle H., as he was called, we procured a plenty of breadstuffs, if it was Sunday, for we must "eat to live," besides uncle was rejoiced to make a trade any day of the week, if he could only put a dime in his own pocket, and we really believe he would sell his own soul for a sixpence, if he thought it a good bargain. Monday morning we set sail again, cenfidently expecting to reach home by night, but our hopes were soon blasted. Arriving off New London, the wind, which had blown very fresh during the morning, now became a gale, "dead ahead," producing a sea which it would have been impossible for us to live in an hour. Braving it as long as we dared, at the greatest risk we changed our course and ran at a flying speed into New London. We tremble now whenever we think of our attempting to proceed on our course against such a sea, and only a skillful captain and a sea-worthy boat saved us from a watery grave. Here we lay in New London harbor for three days, completely weather-bound, whirling away the hours as best we could, prospecting in the day-time

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for incursions at night upon some neighboring corn-field, or carrying on flirtations with every damsel we chanced to meet who had any proclivities in that direction. Charley, with his "where was you going," and "keg of nails and bottle of Ink," did his best to entertain us. Our assistant steward could give a more accurate account of a certain corn scrape," though we fear his ideas were rather“ muddy " about that time, and that his memory would prove defective. Wednesday night, Aug. 27th, at twelve, under a full moon, and with a beautiful breeze, we hoisted sail for the last time, and after the finest sailing we ever enjoyed, reached New Haven light shortly after six o'clock, making a distance of over sixty miles in six hours. About nine on Thursday morning, just three weeks from the day of sailing, the "Spark" and her crew, all safe and sound, landed with rousing cheers at the place of embarking, yet with mingled feelings of joy and sadness. Three weeks of the closest intimacy had knit those nine together by no common ties, and we closed our "sparking" cruise, as some styled it, with the deepest regret. Since that morning we have not all met, and now that crew are a scattered company. Two in the sunny South are seeking a fortune upon Louisiana's deserted cotton fields; one in North Carolina serves in a military capacity; another at Washington occupies a lucrative position; still another is supposed to be in Tennessee, though fears are entertained that some rebel band may have captured him and carried him to a Southern prison; one occupies an honorable position as principal of a large public school in a neighboring city; while the remaining three still cling to their "alma mater," soon too to enter upon life's realities. Yet though our band is sundered, the memory of one another, and the incidents of those three weeks can never be forgotten, but often will our thoughts return with real pleasure to those jolly days, and live over again in memory the pleasant reminiscences of the " Cruise of the Spark,"

A. McL.