sailing

“The same orders for her as for the two sailing vessels.”

Some boatmen sailing by saw her, and taking a successful aim, mortally wounded her.

TWO MEN, deadly enemies to each other, were sailing in the same vessel.

Morrel,” said he, “we were somewhere between Cape Blanc and Cape Boyador, sailing with a fair breeze, south-south-west after a week’s calm, when Captain Gaumard comes up to me—I was at the helm I should tell you—and says, ‘Penelon, what do you think of those clouds coming up over there?’ I was just then looking at them myself.