There followed a snap and a crack, and overboard slid the broken mast, carrying a mass of cordage with it.
At once the Old Glory righted herself, sending a small sheet of water flowing from one side of the deck to the other.

Some of the water swept into the cabin, and the girls were alarmed more than ever.
"A good job done that it's overboard," said Captain Jerry.

"Another plunge or two and we would have gone over, sure pop!" With the wreckage cleared away the boys breathed more freely.

But the peril was still extreme, for it was no easy matter to keep the craft from taking the mighty waves broadside.

But the force of the wind drove them on, and Captain Jerry handled the wheel as only a veteran tar could.
"I guess it's a hurricane," was Tom's comment.
"Looks more like a cyclone to me," spluttered Sam.