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"Oh," said Charles, "if you don't want to fight, that's a different story. With me it was different. I wanted to fight."
"I fight because there's nothing else I can do," said Tommy Jackson. Then the fellow who learned to fight because the kids in Rockaway Beach used to throw him in the sticker bushes turned and walked out of the dressing room.
As long as Richard S. Nye remains seated at his big mahogany desk in an office high over Wall Street in New York, he looks and talks like the broker and investment specialist that he is. But let him get up and walk around a bit, let his attention be drawn to the framed photographs of the racing yachts that hang on the wall and something happens to Mr. Nye. He begins to move with a rolling gait, he hitches up his trousers in seaman fashion, he stops at the window to sniff the weather and his speech becomes so salty that it is no longer difficult to believe that Broker Nye is also, in the other half of his double life, America's No. 1 ocean-racing skipper of the year.
Broker Nye would probably be distressed if he realized that Skipper Nye was showing through on Wall Street, for both Nyes are great ones for minimizing their achievements. The skipper has a great deal to play down. His 53�-foot yawl, Carina, a spanking new, untried competitor sailed by a young (averaging 24 years) crew, this summer won the Newport-to- Sweden race (the first across the North Atlantic in 20 years), England's famous Fastnet Bowl, plus three other victories, a second and a fourth in a total of seven races of from 38 to 3,450 miles.
For this amazing record by a new boat, Skipper Nye hastens to credit the designer of Carina, Naval Architect Philip L. Rhodes, and the crew which included (at various times) Nye's son, Dick, Andrew Rockefeller, Richard Coulson, Buddy Bombard, Bruce Richter, Tony Hogan, Ross Sherbrooke and Navigator Bill Gray. At the very mention of Gray, Skipper Nye shakes his head in sheer, admiring wonder.
Broker Nye, with his iron-gray hair, trim mustache and ruddy complexion, is a definite man-of-distinction type. At the end of a long race, however, having let his beard grow and his dungarees bag, he looks at home on any waterfront. It was in the latter character that he was greeted by officials of the Royal Swedish Yacht Club on the finish line at Marstrand. Learning for the first time that Carina had won, Nye had to go looking for a barber shop and a tailor who would rent him a tuxedo for the presentation dinner.
Just 10 years ago, when he was crowding 40, Nye knew nothing at all about sailing. Looking around for a hobby, he decided to buy the boat that had belonged to his late partner. This was the Vanward and a summer's sailing was enough to make a convert of Nye. Soon he bought a larger boat, the first Carina, and then, having won the Bermuda race and made his first trip abroad in her, he wanted to go a bit faster. Thus, the present Carina, completed only six days before the start of the Newport-to- Sweden race.
Raised on a farm west of Rochester, N. Y., Broker Nye is still a little amazed at Skipper Nye and the way he has taken to the sea. Still playing it down, he is now prepared to admit: "I like the swish of water along the hull of a boat, the way a boat will work its way to windward. I like the companionship, the endless variation, even the frustration. I like the change of watch, the 'Get to hell up there!' at 4 o'clock in the morning—and the big slug of coffee to get going on. I like not shaving."