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"As soon as the weather moderates, we must set up fresh backstays to the mast and try and rig jury-masts, which will carry us back to Port Royal." "I shall be thankful if we can keep clear of the land and escape the enemy's cruisers we were talking about, sir," answered the mate, who, though a steady man, had less spirit than the master.

Call all hands, however, for we may have it upon us at any moment, by the look of things up there," pointing to the frowning, ruddy sky. "Rig in the jib-boom, and send down all but the lower-yard on deck, and both topmasts as well. Set some of the men to secure the canvas with double gaskets; and close-reef the boom-foresail and set it.

"Aren't you afraid of fever mosquitoes in that rig?" said he. Her body stirred convulsively, and her finely pencilled eyebrows, with their perpetual air of surprise, moved with impatience; but her voice answered him equably: "My friend, at the close of the hard day I must have my comfort. There can be no fever here, for there are no people here.

Many of them, probably, he cannot replace; and we can dress, I daresay, in mats, or the cloth I have seen made out of the paper mulberry-tree." "Well, well, young ladies," said Tarbox. "We can find room, I daresay, in the boat for your light things, as well as Mr Hooker's chests; so I hope, if we can get hold of the things, you will not have to rig up in any outlandish fashion."

Unless we can rig up some yarn about a holdup " He paused just outside the mess-house door and eyed Ford questioningly. "We might " "No, you don't. If you've gone and lied to her, and made me out a little tin angel, you deserve what's coming. Anyway, I won't stay long, and I'll stop down here with the boys. Call me Jack Jones and let it go at that.

"Stand to the tiller yourself." "We have lost the tiller." "Let's rig one out of the first beam we can lay hands on. Nails a hammer quick some tools." "The carpenter's box is overboard, we have no tools." "We'll steer all the same, no matter where." "The rudder is lost." "Where is the boat? We'll get in and row." "The boat is lost." "We'll row the wreck." "We have lost the oars." "We'll sail."

"Earth and air are stuffed with helpfulness, Persis, and the clothes we wear won't give it a chance at us. If the Lord had wanted us to be covered, we'd have come into the world with a shell like a turtle. Now, this rig ain't ideal because we've got to make some concessions to folks' narrowness and prejudice, but it's a long way ahead of ordinary dress." "Joel Dale!"

Doctor Morgan drove home from the graveyard with the family. "I suppose you know, Hunter, that there's a will," he said before he helped Elizabeth into the buggy. "No! Who's got it?" John exclaimed. "He gave it to me, with a note asking me not to read it till after he was buried, if he should die." John and Elizabeth followed the doctor's rig home across the long stretch of prairie.

Oswald sprang to the pumps when he heard the carpenter's report. 'Try again, Abel it cannot be: cut away that line; hand us here a dry rope-yarn. Once more the well was sounded by Oswald, and the result was the same. 'We must rig the pumps, my lads, said the mate, endeavouring to conceal his own fears; 'half this water must have found its way in when she was on her beam-ends.

It was hard to have to throw back in the sea the fine fish that we'd taken hours to set and haul for; hard, too, to heave over the stout gear that had taken so many long hours to rig. But there was no more time to waste over they went. And we took the two buoys light-made but sound and tight half-barrels they were and we lashed them to the risings of the dory. "And now the sail to her, Simon."