towrope

Twice yesterday the launch propeller fouled the towrope, once requiring the knife to relieve it.

Uncle Tad got the towrope out from a box, or locker, as Mr. Brown called it.

But, when we agreed to their terms, they laid hold of the towrope and hauled us through in a moment.

When a rapid intervenes they strain like bondmen at the towrope; the line creaks under the enormous tension but holds fast.

While attempting to tow her off the next day, the towrope got foul of a rock and was cut.