capstan bar

Mahmud loosed his hold on the capstan-bar and in great anguish approached.

With an animal-like scream of rage, a Malay sprang from the capstan-bar where he had been sweating.

“Here, let me come,” cried Dumlow, limping up with his capstan-bar.

I found myself swimming there, on top, and not so much as a capstan-bar to make me a life-buoy.