He was pinned against the bulwark, as if by a mighty invisible hand; and the vessel heeled over and over, until the deck seemed to rise in a wall above him.

Then the water poured over him and, though he still held on, he thought the vessel had capsized.
Then he felt her rising beneath his feet, and his head emerged from the water.
The captain, the first mate, and two seamen were at the wheel.
Reuben saw the captain wave his hand, but his words were lost in the fury of the wind.

The second mate, Bill Hardy, and two or three other sailors knew what was required, and hauled upon the lee brace of the fore-top-sail yard.

The Paramatta was still lying nearly over on her beam ends, but gradually her head began to pay off, and she slowly righted.

A minute later she was tearing directly before the gale.