Chapter 27 Wednesday, April 8 8:25 P.M. Alexa watches as the prow of their forty-one-foot Morgan, two-masted, cuts silently through a placid sea.
"Syndrome"
Thomas Hoover
It was a handsome three-masted brig of eight hundred tons burthen, well rigged, and gracefully built.
"A Lady's Captivity among Chinese Pirates in the Chinese Seas"
Fanny Loviot
Excursion boats, gleaming white, and trimmed with shining brass, lay beside the wharves, and low-lying tugs, sturdy, rowdyish little things, passed by, floating like ducks and pulling like bull-dogs, guiding great two-masted sailing boats and long, low, grimy steamers, with high decks at the ends.
"Rose of Dutcher's Coolly"
Hamlin Garland