There, one of them has thrown back her cloak and is waving her arm." The two young men waved their caps.
"Are the anchors holding, Watkins?
There's a tremendous strain on that hawser." "I think so, sir; they are both tight." "Put them round the windlass, and give a turn or two, we must relieve the strain on that hawser." Since they had first seen the wreck the waves had made great progress in the work of destruction, and the steamer had broken in two just aft of the engines.
"Get over the spare spars, Watkins, and fasten them to float in front of her bows like a triangle.

Matthews, catch hold of that boat hook and try to fend off any piece of timber that comes along.

You get hold of the sweeps, lads, and do the same.

They would stave her in like a nutshell if they struck her." "Thank God, here comes the first of them!" Those on board the steamer had not been idle.

As soon as the yawl was seen approaching slings were prepared, and no sooner was the hawser securely fixed, than the slings were attached to it and a woman placed in them.