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Updated: June 18, 2025
As I lost sight of the periscope, I rang down to stop and reverse both engines, at the same time ordering our helm hard a-port. Then, as we checked and lost way, we went ahead, first on our port engine and then on both, at the same time shifting our helm, so as to get into the wake of the submarine.
Gentlemen, I must look to you to second my endeavors in this hour of peril. You have hats go forward and bail for your lives!" Down swept another mighty blast of wind, clothed in spray and thick darkness. At such a moment as this, came from away forward that most appalling of all cries that are ever heard at sea: "MAN OVERBOARD!" The captain shouted: "Hard a-port! Never mind the man!
At that part of the road, or street, was an embankment about eight feet high, and a drunken fellow tried to pass over it to the people opposite. One of the regular sergeant file-closers ordered him back, but he attempted to pass through the ranks, when the sergeant barred his progress with his musket "a-port."
The captain, though on the quarter-deck, was fully aware of the danger. There was no time to shorten sail. "Port the helm!" he shouted; "hard a-port, square away the yards;" and in a few seconds the ship, put before the wind, rose to an even keel, the water, in a wave, rushing across the deck, some escaping through the opposite ports, though a considerable portion made its way below.
"Hard-a-port! hard a-port! There's a ship right under our bows, sir!" The helm was promptly put over, the schooner sheered out of the wake of the black mass ahead apparently a craft of considerable size, and we ranged up on her starboard quarter.
I held the middle of the way for a few yards, but just opposite Uxbridge Road Station I turned the wheel hard a-port, and the motor car overturned. Two men sprang from nowhere, as men will, and sat on its occiput, while I crawled into Uxbridge Road Station and painfully descended the stairs.
It is rowed by one man, with one oar, which he works near the bow on the starboard side. He has set the helm hard a-port, and tied it there, and that keeps his boat from being pulled round. I never thought of that way before. There is a woman and a child in the stern of the boat. There is a man eating his supper on the parapet below me, in front of the road.
"Hard a-port!" shouts the master; and the helmsman, with firm hand, holds down the wheel. Slowly the ship veers; the sails flutter and back, the yards are swung; waves strive to head the bow off, but the rudder is held with iron grasp; now comes the wind, the shaking sails fill with the sudden rush, and the ship bounds on her new course over the heaving waters. Shall I fill out the comparison?
"Well, I think her 'ead was sou'-west, if it warn't nor'-east. Anyhow it was pintin' somewhere or other round the compass. "`Hard a-port! roared the man. "`Port it is, cried the man at the wheel, an' round went the ship like a duck, jist missin' the bit of wreck as she passed. A boat wos lowered, and Mrs Ellice wos took aboard.
Tom Adams went or waded forwards, holding on carefully, with a lantern, and he watched by the dim light till the fore-topmast staysail bellied out with a flap like thunder on the right side, and then he shouted down the wind, 'Hard up, captain! Hard a-port! At the same instant Roberts shouted, 'Slip the cable!
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