Oliver Optic,
Stem to Stern; or, building the boat
“ As the Marian approached the sloop, Dick quickened the movements of his crew, for he desired to take some action before he was superseded in the command.The Silver Moon was headed to the northeast, and lay in the trough of the sea. She was rolling like a round log in the heavy waves. She had settled down deep in the water, and behaved like a stick of wood. The skipper was doing nothing at all to combat with the waves. As there was no power exerted to force the boat ahead, she had no steerage way, and the rudder was as useless as the spare tiller. ”
