At dawn, the fishermen repaired the nets as the old schooners rocked gently in the rising tide.

The weathered schooner slipped silently out of the harbor at dawn.

After the storm, the cove was dotted with schooners on the rocks, their masts creaking in the wind.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, the silhouette of prairie schooners stretched along the ridge.

After the long watch, the sailors cheered when the cook served a schooner on the rocks.

The settler loaded his belongings into the prairie schooner before the long journey west.