A triangular mizzen was then hoisted, and a storm jib.
"We won't get up the foresail at present," the captain said.

"I have reefed it right down, sir, but I won't hoist it until we have got the first blow over." "You had better see that everything is well secured on deck, and if I were you I would put the jib in stops.

We can break it out when we like; but from all accounts the first burst of these tornadoes is terrible.

I should leave the mizzen on her; that will bring her head up to it, whichever way it comes, and she will lie to under that and the jib." "Yes, sir; but it is likely enough that we shall have to sail.

I have been reading about the tornadoes.