He had no parachute and no life belt or Mae West suit to float him.
But meantime I was pulling off my sweater and fastening on a life belt.
Only here and there was there a soldier who did not have his life belt on.
With fingers of tenderness he untied the life belt tapes, then let her sink gently into the waves.
He was supported by a life belt carelessly strapped around him.
I got hold of a life belt and buckled it around him, and kept his courage up as well as I could.
He obeyed the order to fly absolutely at once, getting into his life belt and taking up his station without another stitch on.
Catch a man without a life belt and he can be pretty sure he'll be up for court-martial when he gets back to port.
I swam toward him and found that he had a life belt on, but was about paralyzed with cold and fear.
I then drifted about in the life belt for an hour or two longer and saw smoke on the horizon.
