Smoke sail


  • Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary
    • Smoke sail (Naut) a small sail in the lee of the galley stovepipe, to prevent the smoke from annoying people on deck.
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In literature:

However, he could see no sail, no encouraging trail of smoke.
"Blow The Man Down" by Holman Day
Nowhere was there a sail or steamer's smoke to cheer him, and he retraced his steps.
"The Wreck of the Titan" by Morgan Robertson
Evidently the smoke had been discovered by those aboard the sailing vessel, for the course was altered slightly in that direction.
"Boy Scouts in the North Sea" by G. Harvey Ralphson
He sailed across the seas and discovered new lands, and he brought back tobacco and introduced smoking into England.
"The Children's Book of London" by Geraldine Edith Mitton
The old term for a smoke-sail.
"The Sailor's Word-Book" by William Henry Smyth
They saw a great ship sail slowly by, making a cloud of smoke.
"The Book of Stories for the Storyteller" by Fanny E. Coe
A puff of smoke sailed from behind the bowlder on the other bank and Hopalong, kneeling for steadier aim, fired and then followed his friend.
"The Boy Scouts Book of Campfire Stories" by Various
Studded, too, was the sea with many a white sail, and steamers with trailing wreaths of smoke.
"Our Home in the Silver West" by Gordon Stables
Bill took advantage of a strip of smooth sailing to steal away and have a smoke in the basement.
"A Canadian Bankclerk" by J. P. Buschlen
From the walls the Trojans saw the black smoke go up thick into the sky, and the whole fleet of the Greeks sailing out to sea.
"Tales of Troy and Greece" by Andrew Lang
She watched the horizon, seeking a sail, a plume of smoke, the sight of a low-lying shore.
"The Lost Warship" by Robert Moore Williams
On the sea, dark blue to-day, sailing ships and columns of smoke were to be seen, far as the eye could reach.
"Mary" by Bjornstjerne Bjornson
Not a vessel, not a sail, not a column of smoke on the horizon!
"The Ship Dwellers" by Albert Bigelow Paine
Stretching far away eastwards was the ever-changing ocean, dotted with many a sail or many a steamer with trailing smoke.
"In Touch with Nature" by Gordon Stables
She sailed straight to Claude, holding the smoking-cap at arm's length.
"My Lord Duke" by E. W. Hornung
Stretching far away eastwards was the ever-changing ocean, dotted with many a sail or many a steamer with trailing smoke.
"In Touch with Nature" by Gordon Stables
Twenty minutes passed and then two puffs of smoke sailed against the sky, Red replying.
"Hopalong Cassidy" by Clarence E. Mulford
At daybreak the fleet sailed up the lake, the ruined fort smoking behind them.
"The Monarchs of the Main, Volume II (of 3)" by Walter Thornbury
So Bob, who smoked how the matter was, says: 'The sail, Sir, what are you going alone, then?
"Camilla" by Fanny Burney
Scotty stood watch continuously during the day, scanning every sail or smoke that came within range of his glasses.
"Fighting Byng" by A. Stone

In poetry:

"The folks ashore think life at sea's
All leaning on the rail
To smoke your pipe an' take your ease
An' watch the hooker sail."
"The Day's Work" by Cicely Fox Smith
With them, as surely as can be,
A sailor should be sick at sea,
And not a passenger may sail
Who cannot smoke right through a gale.
"My Dream" by William Schwenck Gilbert
"And thou! when by the blazing oak,
I lay, to her and love resign'd,
Say, rode ye on the eddying smoke,
Or sail'd ye on the midnight wind!
"Glenfinlas; or, Lord Ronald's Coronach" by Sir Walter Scott
Yon laboring low horizon-smoke,
Yon stringent sail, toil not for thee
Nor me; did heaven's stroke
The whole deep with drown'd commerce choke,
No pitiless tease of risk or bottomry
"Individuality." by Sidney Lanier
Where the smoke-cloud blurs and the white sails fill,
They point the ships to keep seaward still;
And I think—Ah, me!—and I think—Ah, me!
Of the wreck I’d saved had I kept to sea.
"The Cliffs" by Henry Lawson
X. The scene is changed — on broad expanse they steer,
Wing'd with white sail, or down swift current glide:
Soon will the rumbling fall salute their ear —
Lo! its white crest or spiral smoke descried!
"The Toils Of The Voyager" by George Jehoshaphat Mountain

In news:

NUKU'ALOFA, Tonga (AP) — Scientists sailed Thursday to inspect an undersea volcano that has been erupting for days near Tonga — shooting smoke, steam and ash thousands of feet into the sky above the South Pacific ocean.