Roy Norton, Drowned Gold — Chapter 14 (1919)
“ CHAPTER XIV VERILY the Reina del Mar, when she poked her nose out of the harbor, her little auxiliary engine puffing pretentiously until she could get to the offshore breeze and hoist her dingy sails, was a sight. So small was she that her deck space was crowded with the men of the Esperanza as well as her own crew. Forgetting their troubles and vicissitudes now that a ship was again beneath their feet, the men insisted on falling to and lending a hand. ”
