British Whig (Kingston, ON), 18 Jun 1897

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IN MARINE CIRCLES.

The steamer Bothnia, Garden Island to Elk Rapids, light, passed up through the Welland canal today.

The steamer Clinton and consorts, Toledo to Garden Island, timber, cleared the Welland canal today.

The barges Fannie, Leclare and Aliole, with grain, consigned by Richardson & Sons, cleared for Montreal this morning in tow of the tug McNaughton.

The schooner Annie Minnes, Pelee Island, with corn, consigned to Richardson & Sons, was sent on down to Prescott yesterday to unload, owing to the firm's elevator being full.

p.4 Wind Wafts - Timber raft No. 9 left Garden Island yesterday for Quebec, in tow of the steamer Parthia.

The schooner S.H. Dunn cleared, light, from Garden Island, for Toledo, O., this morning, and will return with timber for Calvin & Co.

The schooner Fleetwing cleared for Oswego, N.Y., last night, from Swift's, carrying a cargo of lumber. She will return with coal for Swift & Co.

The R. & O. steamer Columbia is coaling up at Swift's wharf, this morning, on her way from Toronto to Montreal. The Spartan called at the same place, while going in the opposite direction this afternoon.

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TRIP OF THE "WHERE NOW."

One of a series of three of the most delightful trips possible through the Thousand Islands was given yesterday by L.B. Spencer in his yacht "Where Now" to the choir of the first Congregational church. The object of the trip was an intention on the part of a select committee to increase the salary of the popular and talented young organist Miss Tandy, and it was confidently expected that the one hundred tickets issued would be readily purchased by the members of the church, but if the numbers were small the enjoyment was immense and we are sure that on the two next occasions when Mr. Spencer will again generously place his yacht at the disposal of the choir for the same purpose every ticket will be secured and the promoters of the excursion gratified.

Too much cannot be said in praise of the route chosen. The glory of a June day was overhead, and as the "Where Now" glided

"O'er silver paths that led

From islet unto isle"

the scene was one of constant enchantment, growing into a very throb of wonder that even in this our beautiful world God had still new loveliness to reveal. Winding in and out of a labyrinth of fairy retreats, we saw Gananoque with its gleaming spires on our left, and passed on to the most stately residences of the wealthy that go stretching down to the fair shore of Clayton, where for a half hour we were permitted to wonder. As the evening shades gathered, the "toot" of the yacht warned us to return from our promenade, and delighted with what we had seen. We obeyed its summons, and comfortably ensconced in deck chairs, felt the "Where Now" turn her bow Kingstonwards.

The sun went down behind bars of ruddy gold, and the voices of a fair rose-bud garden of girls, led by Miss Tandy herself, ascended in song that sounded very sweet to him who listened. The shadows thickened like deep fingers on the curtain of night, and the stars came out. By-and-bye the lights o' the city gleamed nearer and nearer, and those chief promoters of the happy day spent (Mr. Spencer, Mr. Richardson, Mr. and Mrs. McKelvey and their genial, kindly coadjutor, Mr. O'Shea) had to reluctantly confess that as the brightest day must end in evening "ours had come," and as we drove homewards with many a hand-shake and many a last good-night, we knew that our trip through the Thousand Islands would never, never be forgotten. COL. FREEMANTLE.