He sent the mate for'ard to superintend rescuing the passengers, who were already climbing on to our bowsprit and forecastle- head, and in a voice no different from what he'd use to ask some one to pass the butter he told the second mate to set all sail.

And he told him which sails to begin with." "But why set more sails ?" I interrupted.
"Because he could see the situation.

Don't you see, the steamboat was cut wide open.

All that kept her from sinking instantly was the bow of the _Dixie_ jammed into her side.

By setting more sail and keeping before the wind, he continued to keep the bow of the _Dixie_ jammed.
"I was terribly frightened.