 ... up which I manage to fall in my haste, and then spring into the hold for a strike-barrel. And now the mainsail is up, the jib down, and the captain is throwing bait. It is not yet quite light, but we hear other mainsails going up all round us. A cool...  A History of Swan's Island, Maine - Σελίδα 182των Herman Wesley Small - 1898 - 244 σελίδεςΠλήρης προβολή - Σχετικά με αυτό το βιβλίο
 | Charles Nordhoff - 1856 - 584 σελίδες
...way, up which I manage to fall in my haste, and then spring into the hold for a strike -barrel. And now the mainsail is up, the jib down, and the captain...quite light, but we hear other mainsails going up all round us. A cool drizzle makes the morning unmistakably uncomfortable, and we stand around half asleep,... | |
 | Whaling - 1857 - 286 σελίδες
...way, up which I manage to fall in my haste, and then spring into the hold for a strike-barrel. And now the mainsail is up, the jib down, and the captain...quite light, but we hear other mainsails going up all round us. A cool drizzle makes the morning unmistakably uncomfortable, and we stand around half asleep,... | |
 | Charles Nordhoff - 1874 - 1002 σελίδες
...way, vf which I manage to fall in my haste, and then spring into the hold for a strike-barrel. And now the mainsail is up, the jib down, and the captain...quite light, but we hear other mainsails going up all round us. A cool drizzle makes the morning unmistakably uncomfortable, and we stand around half asleep,... | |
 | Willis John Abbot - 1902 - 406 σελίδες
...companion-way, up which I manage to fall in my haste, and then spring into the hold for a strikebarrel. "And now the mainsail is up, the jib down, and the captain...quite light, but we hear other mainsails going up all round us. A cool drizzle makes the morning unmistakably uncomfortable, and we stand around half asleep,... | |
 | Willis John Abbot - 1919 - 428 σελίδες
...companion-way, up which I manage to fall in my haste, and then spring into the hold for a strikebarrel. "And now the mainsail is up, the jib down, and the captain...quite light, but we hear other mainsails going up all round us. A cool drizzle makes the morning unmistakably uncomfortable, and we stand around half asleep,... | |
 | Henry Mills Alden, Frederick Lewis Allen, Lee Foster Hartman, Thomas Bucklin Wells - 1854 - 868 σελίδες
...fall in my haste, and then spring into the hold for a strike-barrel. And now the mainsail is up, tho jib down, and the captain is throwing bait. It is...yet quite light, but we hear other mainsails going np all round us. A cool drizzle makes the morning unmistakably uncomfortable, and we stand around half... | |
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