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Title: The pearl divers and Crusoes of the Sargasso Sea
Year: 1896 (1890s)
Authors: Stables, Gordon, 1840-1910
Subjects: Oceania -- Juvenile fiction
Publisher: London : James Nisbet
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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cceed ? CHAPTER VIII AT THE MERCY OF THE WAVES All ready, Pandoo ? All ready, sail, shouted Pandoo, aloft on the bul-wark, his long dark-brown ringlets streaming outbefore the wind, and half hiding his handsome face. Heave ho, my lad. Cheerily ho ! Bang, bang. Both axes fell almost at the samemoment. Antonios had buried itself in the sturdy mast;Pandoos had cut a shroud almost in two. It was dangerous work, for Pandoo especially. Butfor the rope he had made fast in a bight around hisbody, one end firmly belayed to a pin below, he wouldundoubtedly have fallen into the sea. Hack, hack ; chop, chop. Three shrouds are severed. The mast wavers,staggers, and finally goes down by the board, smash-ing in its fall the starboard bulwarks. Down leapsPandoo now, and throwing the bight of the rope o£fover his head, lays lustily on at the other shrouds, andsoon the mast, which was acting as a battering-ram,and might easily have stove the little craft, was now free, and floated away to windward. 82
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TEENIE STEERING.—Page^-^. AT THE MERCY OF THE WAVES 83 The vessel had slowly righted; but deprived of allsail save the storm-jib, she was but a mere rollinglog in the billowy ocean. The position of the vessel was now dangerous inthe extreme. And yet in the midst of all the danger somethinghad occurred which caused both the captain andtrusty Pandoo to laugh most heartily. Oh, look—look, sah, look, cried Pandoo, pointingaft with his brown hand. Antonio did look, and lo ! there on the weatherside of the wheel, holding the spokes as naturally asany old sailor could have done, stood Teenie, the weefisher lassie, with her short red frock, bare feet, andhair floating free on the wind. A most beautiful picture she looked, as contrastedwith the stern-set features and form of the sturdyDane. But even he could not help smiling. Antonio ran aft. 0 my dearie, dearie, he cried, you must gobelow. Her red lips parted in a bonnie smile, while herblue eyes danced with fun and merriment. Oh, she ans

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