Her captain, Henry Bostock, and crew, remained Teach's prisoners for about eight hours, and were forced to watch as their sloop was ransacked.

Her death devastated the YTT cast, crew and fans.

The deserted and solitary aspect of the island was brought out with a strange and startling effect by the presence of so many steamers ; and as Her Majesty's barge with the Royal Standard floated into the cave, the crew dipping their oars with the greatest precision, nothing could be more animated and grand than the appearance which the vast basaltic entrance, so solemn in its proportions, presented.

Her first space mission began on November 19, 1997 as part of the six-astronaut crew that flew the Space Shuttle Columbia flight STS-87.

Her crew were inexperienced, and it was discovered that her new Mk V guns jammed when fired.

She directed one film, Remodeling Her Husband ( 1920 ), when D. W. Griffith took his unit on location — he told Gish that he thought the crew would work harder for a girl.

Her untimely death shakes the crew to its core: by the beginning of season 7, Sisko has left the station in despair, and Worf has been risking his life on increasingly dangerous missions.

Queen Elizabeth II Monarchy of Canada | of Canada in her role as Commander-in-Chief of the Canadian Militia, Naval, and Air Forces, pictured with the crew of Her Majesty's Canadian Ship | HMCS St. Laurent in Stockholm, Sweden, 11 June 1956.

" An example of special note is " Leave Her, Johnny, Leave Her " ( also known as " Time for Us to Leave Her "), which was generally sung during the last round of pumping the ship dry once it was tied up in port, prior to the crew leaving the ship at the end of the voyage.

Her crew, however, refused to weigh the anchor until they were paid their advance ; and as this could not be done in time, the Monarch was still in Portsmouth harbour when the signal for the court-martial was made ; so that, sorely against the wishes of the admiralty, Duncan sat on this court-martial also.

Her crew scuttled her, but she was raised by the British who refloated her for further use in the name of the Crown.

Her crew deserted to the Parliamentarians in 1652, bringing the ship with them.

Her crew burnt her and most escaped in fishing vessels commandeered from the islanders.

Her crew mutinied in 1797 and handed her to the Spanish.

Her crew boarded her in Geelong, Victoria to get a feel for the vessel.

Her crew survives.

Her father was a naval officer who gained national renown in 1857 when he went down with his ship, the mail steamer SS Central America, along with more than 400 passengers and crew.

Her construction was of iron plates fastened to iron frames, with the central section of the vessel clad with wood secured by iron straps and as built, she was long by in diameter, weighed, and had a crew of 3.

Her two-hour interview was videotaped by an Israeli television crew.

Her crew rowed her out to five hundred yards, and then hoisted sail, proceeding to two miles off Southport.

Her crew was rescued off Phuket, Thailand.

Her crew was close to surrendering when her captain, the Frisian Douwe Aukes, threatened to blow her up first.

Her face was very thin, and burned by the sun until much of the skin was dead and peeling, the new skin under it red and angry.

Her blond hair was frowzy, her dress torn in several places, and her shoes were so completely worn out that they were practically no protection.

Her form was silhouetted and with the strong light I could see the outlines of her body, a body that an artist or anyone else would have admired.

Her mouth, which had been so much in my thoughts, was warm and moist and tender.

Her heart, her maternal feeling, in fact her being was too busy expressing itself, as quietly thrilled by this sight of her Nicolas curled asleep under a blanket, in a park like a scene from Poussin.

Her white blond hair was clean and brushed long straight down to her shoulders.

Her thick hair was the color and texture of charcoal.

Her laugh was hard.

Her face was pale but set and her dark eyes smoldered with blame for Ben.

Her stern was down and a sharp list helped us to cut loose the lifeboat which dropped heavily into the water.

Her name was L'Turu and she told me many things.

( Her account was later confirmed by the Scobee-Frazier Expedition from the University of Manitoba in 1951.

Her mother was a good manager and established a millinery business in Milwaukee.

Her name was Esther Peter.

Her brother Karl was a very gentle soul, her mother was a quiet woman who said little but who had hard, probing eyes.

Her mother, now dead, was my good friend and when she came to tell us about her plans and to show off her ring I had a sobering wish to say something meaningful to her, something her mother would wish said.

Her action was involuntary.

Her name was Mollie.

Her speech was barren of southernisms ; ;

Her quarters were on the right as you walked into the building, and her small front room was clogged with heavy furniture -- a big, round, oak dining table and chairs, a buffet, with a row of unclaimed letters inserted between the mirror and its frame.

Her hair was dyed, and her bloom was fading, and she must have been crowding forty, but she seemed to be one of those women who cling to the manners and graces of a pretty child of eight.

Her voice was ripe and full and her teeth flashed again in Sicilian brilliance before the warm curved lips met and her mouth settled in repose.