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Identifier: stnicholasserial4721dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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reakfast to me, protestedGeorge. I could eat the side of a house ! As Jack put the helm over, the canvas flappedand slashed madly, and then, as the sails bellied,a terrific gust of wind swept down on the Sea-Lark. Before Jack had time to ease her up intothe wind again, she listed far over, the windscreaming in her halyards, while a smother ofspume weltered over her deck. It seemed thatsomething must give way under the strain, andin the midst of the confusion the eye-bolt pulledout of the mast. Down fell the peak, and, to hisalarm, Jack foimd the mainsail out of commis-sion at the very moment when it was mostneeded. Leaving the wheel to take care of itself, forthe boat was no longer under control, he sprangforward to help George get down the useless sailand stow the jib, and as the sloop fell away intothe trough of the sea a solid green wave slappedthe side and slopped inboard, filling the cockpitand nearly washing captain and mate off theirfeet. Away poured the water through the scup-
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797 798 THE MYSTERY OF THE SEA-LARK (Jui-v, pers; but although the cotnpanionway door wasclosed, much of the sea leaked down into thecabin; and by the time the lads had furled thesails, their attention was badly needed at thepump. Jack jumped down into the cockpit andworked away at the crank furiously, while thesloop drifted along under bare poles, utterly atthe mercy of every wave which came her way.At times she dug her nose deep down into thecenter of a rearing sea and fell away from itcrazily, broaching to, only to be half swampedby the succeeding wave. Away went the fashthe lads had caught. Time after time the cock-pit was full of water, and there was nothingJack could do to prevent it leaking down intothe cabin. So long as the pump did not choke,he hoped to be able to keep the sloop afloat, un-less she turned over, and the danger of the lat-ter was now increasing every minute, for thegale was gaining strength and the sloop wasdrifting further from the lee of the land all thetime.

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