He tied a rope to the gun and a piece of twine to the rope.
"Reminiscences of a South African Pioneer"
W. C. Scully
Then he flung rope and gun into the river, fastened the end of the twine to a floating fragment of wood, lit a cigarette, and sat down to await developments.
"Reminiscences of a South African Pioneer"
W. C. Scully
So he had his ball of twine-and a very large one it was.
"The Beautiful Wretch; The Pupil of Aurelius; and The Four Macnicols"
William Black