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...widest part, and tapered gradually towards bow and stern. The boat had plain, flat wooden thole-pins fitted into the gunwale. Her oars were of white ash, and ranged from thirteen feet six inches long in the waist, to twelve feet at bow and stern. The captain's gig of a man-of-war will give a very good idea of her general fittings." Since then a number of improvements have been made, and new boats used, until we have finally obtained the Waters' paper shell, which is perhaps the best racing shell made...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The University Races. | 6/18/1886 | See Source »

...Harlem Regatta, June 12, Columbia will be represented in the following races: eight-oared shell, six-oared gig, four-oared shell, and four-oared Junior gig...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: OUR SPORTING COLUMN. | 6/13/1879 | See Source »

BLAKEY is building a six-oared gig for the New York Rowing Club, a four-oared shell for S. Paul's School, two four-oared gigs for class crews at Bowdoin, seven single sculls for different persons, and a pair-oared gig for the Freshman Class...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: BREVITIES. | 3/12/1875 | See Source »

...called Lille-hammer. I understand from my guide-book that I must hire a horse and carriole here for Drontheim. Do not know what a carriole is, but step out on the wharf and call for one loudly. A ragged urchin soon drives up in a curious-looking low gig, with long and slender shafts, inserted between which is a wonderful horse. Wonderful, because, although apparently dead, he is yet really alive. Boy talks volubly in a gibberish quite unintelligible, but as I catch the word "carriole," I conclude that it must be all right. He straps my valise...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE LAND OF THE MIDNIGHT SUN. | 10/23/1874 | See Source »

...horse, but with no effect. I turn around and entreat the boy to stop the animal. Like an idiot that he is, he only repeats, "Shoe blacking," and persists in whipping the galloping brute. My eye-glasses shake off, and become a total wreck in the bottom of the gig. The sun is very hot and the road is dusty. (I anathematize Jenkins for advising me to come to Norway.) The more I pull on the reins the faster the horse goes. Despair! After two hours of misery we come to a town; the horse stops of his own accord...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: THE LAND OF THE MIDNIGHT SUN. | 10/23/1874 | See Source »

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