Last week the yachting season reached a peak.
Bat. At Marblehead, Mass, a cynosure was the 31-ft. Bat with the Charles Francis Adamses, father and son, aboard. Famed for flying starts and damn-your-eyes valor when it blows, the Secretary of the Navy had a bad week of it. The wind was so light and fluky that the races developed into drifting, breeze-hunting contests between the 285 yards of 33 classes assembled for the Corinthian Yacht Club's regatta. Time and again the Bat led at the start, lagged...
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