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Updated: June 6, 2025
With the first signs of daylight the dories were swung outboard and the men took their positions. A catch of two hundred good-sized cod was now considered the usual thing for a handliner, and night after night the piles of silver fish in the pens amidships seemed to grow in size.
For the rest, she was very narrow forward, as I think I said everybody said she'd never stand the strain of her fore-rigging when they got to driving her on a long passage. And she carried an ungodly bowsprit thirty-seven feet outboard easily the longest bowsprit out of Gloucester. Topmasts to match, and there was some sail to drive a vessel.
Later, we could just drag until we caught the line." "It would work," Scotty agreed. "There's a new spool of heavy line on the shelf in the closet. Fifty yards. That should do." "Especially since the most we would need is fifty feet," Rick agreed. "I'll stick it in a belt pocket, just in case." Back on deck, Rick started the houseboat's outboard motors and listened critically.
Then a gust caught her sails and heeled her over, spilling half the enormous burden outboard again. Along the bridge came the relayed cry of "Man overboard!" I glanced at the mate, who had just released the wheel to the helmsmen.
But he really liked Red and had often wished he were one of the Martin family instead of belonging to a neighbor. It was uphill most of the way home. Jerry got pretty tired of pulling his heavy cart. He wished he could think up a way of motorizing it, fix it up like sort of a four-wheeled motor scooter. Maybe put an engine on the back like an outboard motor.
Behind the houseboat! Look at the dory they're towing!" Rick swung low and craned his neck to see. It was! The houseboat used a pram as a tender, and the pram had its own low-power outboard motor. "That's enough," he said with satisfaction. He kept the Sky Wagon on a southerly course until Seaford passed below, to keep the houseboaters from thinking the plane's sole interest had been in them.
The two men now separated for the first time, Parratt going aft to take his trick at the wheel, and Foucault being set to help in getting ready the ground tackle. "Half an hour later Parratt saw the mate stand on the rail and lean outboard, holding on to the mizzen-shrouds while he stared along the ship's side. Then he jumped on to the deck and shouted angrily: 'Forward, there!
"There are twelve of us here and we've followed you all the way from Plymouth, and we aren't likely to let you bluff us off now. Come on, now, what do you say?" "Come on and take her, kids!" was the answer. "We're scared to death!" The men thought that extremely funny, and laughed a lot over it. Just then, Steve, leaning outboard over the railing, felt someone tug at his arm.
In a sudden rage I gripped the forestay with my left hand, lowered my right, and, slipping my fingers under his belt, lifted him he was a light man swung him outboard and overboard, and dropped him into the sea. I heard the splash; with an ugly thud, which told me that some part of him had struck the boat's gunwale.
"The next thing that I can remember, gentlemen," he continued, "was that I was on the poop with the skipper, second and third mates, the carpenter, and a few others, lighting for our lives as we strove to keep back the frantic passengers and prevent them from interfering with the hands who were cutting the gripes and working furiously to sling the boats outboard.
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