Rummage about, and find me a bolt or two, a marlin-spike, anything.
"Westward Ho!" by Charles Kingsley
He went up to the deck, found a marlin spike, and, returning, broke the glass.
"Keziah Coffin" by Joseph C. Lincoln
I looked for the marlin-spike.
"The Mutiny of the Elsinore" by Jack London
Any little vulgar action unreaves their nerves like a marline-spike.
"The Trumpet-Major" by Thomas Hardy
I've belayed the marlin-spikes on the upper jibpoop, but Seu-zan's eye wasn't on me, much.
"The Complete Works of Artemus Ward" by Charles Farrar Browne (AKA Artemus Ward)
Perhaps it was put on a shelf with his knives and forks and a few marline-spikes.
"The Life of Captain Matthew Flinders" by Ernest Scott
McGuire brought with him two carpet-bags, a marlin spike and a common mortising chisel.
"Bucholz and the Detectives" by Allan Pinkerton
Who's to tell the gentleman if you keep a-sticking your marlin-spike in where it aren't wanted?
"Fire Island" by G. Manville Fenn
Well, no matter; the Captain shall bring his marline-spike along some day, and help you bag them.
"Captain Mugford" by W.H.G. Kingston
And here's an old, rusty marlin-spike that might come in handy.
"Boy Scouts on Hudson Bay" by G. Harvey Ralphson