The Americana have taken the defeat of their countryman's yacht,
Dauntless, by Mr. Ashbury's yacht, Cambria, in the great Atlantic yacht race, with their accustomed good-nature, though they found it so difficult to believe that their champion would be beaten that they prepared a national welcome for the English yacht the moment it was seen in the offing, under the fixed idea that it must have been their own. The difference of time was only an hour and forty minutes, after all, not a great matter for an Atlantic race ; but enough apparently to give a sensation of joy to a good many Englishmen in New York, and one of regret to the mass of the people of New York. In that long voyage a difference of 100 minutes must have been pretty nearly as much a matter of meteorological accident as it would be which of two feathers thrown up into the air by an Englishman and American on the west coast of Ireland in an easterly wind, would reach the other side of the Atlantic first. But both English and Americans have got competition so keenly in their blood, that if that had been the issue, no doubt it would have caused regret to the English if the American feather had won, and to the Americans if the English feather had won. Fortunately, how- ever, these sorts of regrets do not leave soreness behind them.
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