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<h2> CHAPTER 87. The Grand Armada. </h2>
<p>The long and narrow peninsula of Malacca, extending south-eastward from
the territories of Birmah, forms the most southerly point of all Asia. In
a continuous line from that peninsula stretch the long islands of Sumatra,
Java, Bally, and Timor; which, with many others, form a vast mole, or
rampart, lengthwise connecting Asia with Australia, and dividing the long
unbroken Indian ocean from the thickly studded oriental archipelagoes.
This rampart is pierced by several sally-ports for the convenience of
ships and whales; conspicuous among which are the straits of Sunda and
Malacca. By the straits of Sunda, chiefly, vessels bound to China from the
west, emerge into the China seas.</p>
<p>Those narrow straits of Sunda divide Sumatra from Java; and standing
midway in that vast rampart of islands, buttressed by that bold green
promontory, known to seamen as Java Head; they not a little correspond to
the central gateway opening into some vast walled empire: and considering
the inexhaustible wealth of spices, and silks, and jewels, and gold, and
ivory, with which the thousand islands of that oriental sea are enriched,
it seems a significant provision of nature, that such treasures, by the
very formation of the land, should at least bear the appearance, however
ineffectual, of being guarded from the all-grasping western world. The
shores of the Straits of Sunda are unsupplied with those domineering
fortresses which guard the entrances to the Mediterranean, the Baltic, and
the Propontis. Unlike the Danes, these Orientals do not demand the
obsequious homage of lowered top-sails from the endless procession of
ships before the wind, which for centuries past, by night and by day, have
passed between the islands of Sumatra and Java, freighted with the
costliest cargoes of the east. But while they freely waive a ceremonial
like this, they do by no means renounce their claim to more solid tribute.</p>
<p>Time out of mind the piratical proas of the Malays, lurking among the low
shaded coves and islets of Sumatra, have sallied out upon the vessels
sailing through the straits, fiercely demanding tribute at the point of
their spears. Though by the repeated bloody chastisements they have
received at the hands of European cruisers, the audacity of these corsairs
has of late been somewhat repressed; yet, even at the present day, we
occasionally hear of English and American vessels, which, in those waters,
have been remorselessly boarded and pillaged.</p>
<p>With a fair, fresh wind, the Pequod was now drawing nigh to these straits;
Ahab purposing to pass through them into the Javan sea, and thence,
cruising northwards, over waters known to be frequented here and there by
the Sperm Whale, sweep inshore by the Philippine Islands, and gain the far
coast of Japan, in time for the great whaling season there. By these
means, the circumnavigating Pequod would sweep almost all the known Sperm
Whale cruising grounds of the world, previous to descending upon the Line
in the Pacific; where Ahab, though everywhere else foiled in his pursuit,
firmly counted upon giving battle to Moby Dick, in the sea he was most
known to frequent; and at a season when he might most reasonably be
presumed to be haunting it.</p>
<p>But how now? in this zoned quest, does Ahab touch no land? does his crew
drink air? Surely, he will stop for water. Nay. For a long time, now, the
circus-running sun has raced within his fiery ring, and needs no
sustenance but what's in himself. So Ahab. Mark this, too, in the whaler.
While other hulls are loaded down with alien stuff, to be transferred to
foreign wharves; the world-wandering whale-ship carries no cargo but
herself and crew, their weapons and their wants. She has a whole lake's
contents bottled in her ample hold. She is ballasted with utilities; not
altogether with unusable pig-lead and kentledge. She carries years' water
in her. Clear old prime Nantucket water; which, when three years afloat,
the Nantucketer, in the Pacific, prefers to drink before the brackish
fluid, but yesterday rafted off in casks, from the Peruvian or Indian
streams. Hence it is, that, while other ships may have gone to China from
New York, and back again, touching at a score of ports, the whale-ship, in
all that interval, may not have sighted one grain of soil; her crew having
seen no man but floating seamen like themselves. So that did you carry
them the news that another flood had come; they would only answer—"Well,
boys, here's the ark!"</p>
<p>Now, as many Sperm Whales had been captured off the western coast of Java,
in the near vicinity of the Straits of Sunda; indeed, as most of the
ground, roundabout, was generally recognised by the fishermen as an
excellent spot for cruising; therefore, as the Pequod gained more and more
upon Java Head, the look-outs were repeatedly hailed, and admonished to
keep wide awake. But though the green palmy cliffs of the land soon loomed
on the starboard bow, and with delighted nostrils the fresh cinnamon was
snuffed in the air, yet not a single jet was descried. Almost renouncing
all thought of falling in with any game hereabouts, the ship had well nigh
entered the straits, when the customary cheering cry was heard from aloft,
and ere long a spectacle of singular magnificence saluted us.</p>
<p>But here be it premised, that owing to the unwearied activity with which
of late they have been hunted over all four oceans, the Sperm Whales,
instead of almost invariably sailing in small detached companies, as in
former times, are now frequently met with in extensive herds, sometimes
embracing so great a multitude, that it would almost seem as if numerous
nations of them had sworn solemn league and covenant for mutual assistance
and protection. To this aggregation of the Sperm Whale into such immense
caravans, may be imputed the circumstance that even in the best cruising
grounds, you may now sometimes sail for weeks and months together, without
being greeted by a single spout; and then be suddenly saluted by what
sometimes seems thousands on thousands.</p>
<p>Broad on both bows, at the distance of some two or three miles, and
forming a great semicircle, embracing one half of the level horizon, a
continuous chain of whale-jets were up-playing and sparkling in the
noon-day air. Unlike the straight perpendicular twin-jets of the Right
Whale, which, dividing at top, fall over in two branches, like the cleft
drooping boughs of a willow, the single forward-slanting spout of the
Sperm Whale presents a thick curled bush of white mist, continually rising
and falling away to leeward.</p>
<p>Seen from the Pequod's deck, then, as she would rise on a high hill of the
sea, this host of vapoury spouts, individually curling up into the air,
and beheld through a blending atmosphere of bluish haze, showed like the
thousand cheerful chimneys of some dense metropolis, descried of a balmy
autumnal morning, by some horseman on a height.</p>
<p>As marching armies approaching an unfriendly defile in the mountains,
accelerate their march, all eagerness to place that perilous passage in
their rear, and once more expand in comparative security upon the plain;
even so did this vast fleet of whales now seem hurrying forward through
the straits; gradually contracting the wings of their semicircle, and
swimming on, in one solid, but still crescentic centre.</p>
<p>Crowding all sail the Pequod pressed after them; the harpooneers handling
their weapons, and loudly cheering from the heads of their yet suspended
boats. If the wind only held, little doubt had they, that chased through
these Straits of Sunda, the vast host would only deploy into the Oriental
seas to witness the capture of not a few of their number. And who could
tell whether, in that congregated caravan, Moby Dick himself might not
temporarily be swimming, like the worshipped white-elephant in the
coronation procession of the Siamese! So with stun-sail piled on
stun-sail, we sailed along, driving these leviathans before us; when, of a
sudden, the voice of Tashtego was heard, loudly directing attention to
something in our wake.</p>
<p>Corresponding to the crescent in our van, we beheld another in our rear.
It seemed formed of detached white vapours, rising and falling something
like the spouts of the whales; only they did not so completely come and
go; for they constantly hovered, without finally disappearing. Levelling
his glass at this sight, Ahab quickly revolved in his pivot-hole, crying,
"Aloft there, and rig whips and buckets to wet the sails;—Malays,
sir, and after us!"</p>
<p>As if too long lurking behind the headlands, till the Pequod should fairly
have entered the straits, these rascally Asiatics were now in hot pursuit,
to make up for their over-cautious delay. But when the swift Pequod, with
a fresh leading wind, was herself in hot chase; how very kind of these
tawny philanthropists to assist in speeding her on to her own chosen
pursuit,—mere riding-whips and rowels to her, that they were. As
with glass under arm, Ahab to-and-fro paced the deck; in his forward turn
beholding the monsters he chased, and in the after one the bloodthirsty
pirates chasing him; some such fancy as the above seemed his. And when he
glanced upon the green walls of the watery defile in which the ship was
then sailing, and bethought him that through that gate lay the route to
his vengeance, and beheld, how that through that same gate he was now both
chasing and being chased to his deadly end; and not only that, but a herd
of remorseless wild pirates and inhuman atheistical devils were infernally
cheering him on with their curses;—when all these conceits had
passed through his brain, Ahab's brow was left gaunt and ribbed, like the
black sand beach after some stormy tide has been gnawing it, without being
able to drag the firm thing from its place.</p>
<p>But thoughts like these troubled very few of the reckless crew; and when,
after steadily dropping and dropping the pirates astern, the Pequod at
last shot by the vivid green Cockatoo Point on the Sumatra side, emerging
at last upon the broad waters beyond; then, the harpooneers seemed more to
grieve that the swift whales had been gaining upon the ship, than to
rejoice that the ship had so victoriously gained upon the Malays. But
still driving on in the wake of the whales, at length they seemed abating
their speed; gradually the ship neared them; and the wind now dying away,
word was passed to spring to the boats. But no sooner did the herd, by
some presumed wonderful instinct of the Sperm Whale, become notified of
the three keels that were after them,—though as yet a mile in their
rear,—than they rallied again, and forming in close ranks and
battalions, so that their spouts all looked like flashing lines of stacked
bayonets, moved on with redoubled velocity.</p>
<p>Stripped to our shirts and drawers, we sprang to the white-ash, and after
several hours' pulling were almost disposed to renounce the chase, when a
general pausing commotion among the whales gave animating token that they
were now at last under the influence of that strange perplexity of inert
irresolution, which, when the fishermen perceive it in the whale, they say
he is gallied. The compact martial columns in which they had been hitherto
rapidly and steadily swimming, were now broken up in one measureless rout;
and like King Porus' elephants in the Indian battle with Alexander, they
seemed going mad with consternation. In all directions expanding in vast
irregular circles, and aimlessly swimming hither and thither, by their
short thick spoutings, they plainly betrayed their distraction of panic.
This was still more strangely evinced by those of their number, who,
completely paralysed as it were, helplessly floated like water-logged
dismantled ships on the sea. Had these Leviathans been but a flock of
simple sheep, pursued over the pasture by three fierce wolves, they could
not possibly have evinced such excessive dismay. But this occasional
timidity is characteristic of almost all herding creatures. Though banding
together in tens of thousands, the lion-maned buffaloes of the West have
fled before a solitary horseman. Witness, too, all human beings, how when
herded together in the sheepfold of a theatre's pit, they will, at the
slightest alarm of fire, rush helter-skelter for the outlets, crowding,
trampling, jamming, and remorselessly dashing each other to death. Best,
therefore, withhold any amazement at the strangely gallied whales before
us, for there is no folly of the beasts of the earth which is not
infinitely outdone by the madness of men.</p>
<p>Though many of the whales, as has been said, were in violent motion, yet
it is to be observed that as a whole the herd neither advanced nor
retreated, but collectively remained in one place. As is customary in
those cases, the boats at once separated, each making for some one lone
whale on the outskirts of the shoal. In about three minutes' time,
Queequeg's harpoon was flung; the stricken fish darted blinding spray in
our faces, and then running away with us like light, steered straight for
the heart of the herd. Though such a movement on the part of the whale
struck under such circumstances, is in no wise unprecedented; and indeed
is almost always more or less anticipated; yet does it present one of the
more perilous vicissitudes of the fishery. For as the swift monster drags
you deeper and deeper into the frantic shoal, you bid adieu to circumspect
life and only exist in a delirious throb.</p>
<p>As, blind and deaf, the whale plunged forward, as if by sheer power of
speed to rid himself of the iron leech that had fastened to him; as we
thus tore a white gash in the sea, on all sides menaced as we flew, by the
crazed creatures to and fro rushing about us; our beset boat was like a
ship mobbed by ice-isles in a tempest, and striving to steer through their
complicated channels and straits, knowing not at what moment it may be
locked in and crushed.</p>
<p>But not a bit daunted, Queequeg steered us manfully; now sheering off from
this monster directly across our route in advance; now edging away from
that, whose colossal flukes were suspended overhead, while all the time,
Starbuck stood up in the bows, lance in hand, pricking out of our way
whatever whales he could reach by short darts, for there was no time to
make long ones. Nor were the oarsmen quite idle, though their wonted duty
was now altogether dispensed with. They chiefly attended to the shouting
part of the business. "Out of the way, Commodore!" cried one, to a great
dromedary that of a sudden rose bodily to the surface, and for an instant
threatened to swamp us. "Hard down with your tail, there!" cried a second
to another, which, close to our gunwale, seemed calmly cooling himself
with his own fan-like extremity.</p>
<p>All whaleboats carry certain curious contrivances, originally invented by
the Nantucket Indians, called druggs. Two thick squares of wood of equal
size are stoutly clenched together, so that they cross each other's grain
at right angles; a line of considerable length is then attached to the
middle of this block, and the other end of the line being looped, it can
in a moment be fastened to a harpoon. It is chiefly among gallied whales
that this drugg is used. For then, more whales are close round you than
you can possibly chase at one time. But sperm whales are not every day
encountered; while you may, then, you must kill all you can. And if you
cannot kill them all at once, you must wing them, so that they can be
afterwards killed at your leisure. Hence it is, that at times like these
the drugg, comes into requisition. Our boat was furnished with three of
them. The first and second were successfully darted, and we saw the whales
staggeringly running off, fettered by the enormous sidelong resistance of
the towing drugg. They were cramped like malefactors with the chain and
ball. But upon flinging the third, in the act of tossing overboard the
clumsy wooden block, it caught under one of the seats of the boat, and in
an instant tore it out and carried it away, dropping the oarsman in the
boat's bottom as the seat slid from under him. On both sides the sea came
in at the wounded planks, but we stuffed two or three drawers and shirts
in, and so stopped the leaks for the time.</p>
<p>It had been next to impossible to dart these drugged-harpoons, were it not
that as we advanced into the herd, our whale's way greatly diminished;
moreover, that as we went still further and further from the circumference
of commotion, the direful disorders seemed waning. So that when at last
the jerking harpoon drew out, and the towing whale sideways vanished;
then, with the tapering force of his parting momentum, we glided between
two whales into the innermost heart of the shoal, as if from some mountain
torrent we had slid into a serene valley lake. Here the storms in the
roaring glens between the outermost whales, were heard but not felt. In
this central expanse the sea presented that smooth satin-like surface,
called a sleek, produced by the subtle moisture thrown off by the whale in
his more quiet moods. Yes, we were now in that enchanted calm which they
say lurks at the heart of every commotion. And still in the distracted
distance we beheld the tumults of the outer concentric circles, and saw
successive pods of whales, eight or ten in each, swiftly going round and
round, like multiplied spans of horses in a ring; and so closely shoulder
to shoulder, that a Titanic circus-rider might easily have over-arched the
middle ones, and so have gone round on their backs. Owing to the density
of the crowd of reposing whales, more immediately surrounding the embayed
axis of the herd, no possible chance of escape was at present afforded us.
We must watch for a breach in the living wall that hemmed us in; the wall
that had only admitted us in order to shut us up. Keeping at the centre of
the lake, we were occasionally visited by small tame cows and calves; the
women and children of this routed host.</p>
<p>Now, inclusive of the occasional wide intervals between the revolving
outer circles, and inclusive of the spaces between the various pods in any
one of those circles, the entire area at this juncture, embraced by the
whole multitude, must have contained at least two or three square miles.
At any rate—though indeed such a test at such a time might be
deceptive—spoutings might be discovered from our low boat that
seemed playing up almost from the rim of the horizon. I mention this
circumstance, because, as if the cows and calves had been purposely locked
up in this innermost fold; and as if the wide extent of the herd had
hitherto prevented them from learning the precise cause of its stopping;
or, possibly, being so young, unsophisticated, and every way innocent and
inexperienced; however it may have been, these smaller whales—now
and then visiting our becalmed boat from the margin of the lake—evinced
a wondrous fearlessness and confidence, or else a still becharmed panic
which it was impossible not to marvel at. Like household dogs they came
snuffling round us, right up to our gunwales, and touching them; till it
almost seemed that some spell had suddenly domesticated them. Queequeg
patted their foreheads; Starbuck scratched their backs with his lance; but
fearful of the consequences, for the time refrained from darting it.</p>
<p>But far beneath this wondrous world upon the surface, another and still
stranger world met our eyes as we gazed over the side. For, suspended in
those watery vaults, floated the forms of the nursing mothers of the
whales, and those that by their enormous girth seemed shortly to become
mothers. The lake, as I have hinted, was to a considerable depth
exceedingly transparent; and as human infants while suckling will calmly
and fixedly gaze away from the breast, as if leading two different lives
at the time; and while yet drawing mortal nourishment, be still
spiritually feasting upon some unearthly reminiscence;—even so did
the young of these whales seem looking up towards us, but not at us, as if
we were but a bit of Gulfweed in their new-born sight. Floating on their
sides, the mothers also seemed quietly eyeing us. One of these little
infants, that from certain queer tokens seemed hardly a day old, might
have measured some fourteen feet in length, and some six feet in girth. He
was a little frisky; though as yet his body seemed scarce yet recovered
from that irksome position it had so lately occupied in the maternal
reticule; where, tail to head, and all ready for the final spring, the
unborn whale lies bent like a Tartar's bow. The delicate side-fins, and
the palms of his flukes, still freshly retained the plaited crumpled
appearance of a baby's ears newly arrived from foreign parts.</p>
<p>"Line! line!" cried Queequeg, looking over the gunwale; "him fast! him
fast!—Who line him! Who struck?—Two whale; one big, one
little!"</p>
<p>"What ails ye, man?" cried Starbuck.</p>
<p>"Look-e here," said Queequeg, pointing down.</p>
<p>As when the stricken whale, that from the tub has reeled out hundreds of
fathoms of rope; as, after deep sounding, he floats up again, and shows
the slackened curling line buoyantly rising and spiralling towards the
air; so now, Starbuck saw long coils of the umbilical cord of Madame
Leviathan, by which the young cub seemed still tethered to its dam. Not
seldom in the rapid vicissitudes of the chase, this natural line, with the
maternal end loose, becomes entangled with the hempen one, so that the cub
is thereby trapped. Some of the subtlest secrets of the seas seemed
divulged to us in this enchanted pond. We saw young Leviathan amours in
the deep.*</p>
<p>*The sperm whale, as with all other species of the Leviathan, but unlike
most other fish, breeds indifferently at all seasons; after a gestation
which may probably be set down at nine months, producing but one at a
time; though in some few known instances giving birth to an Esau and
Jacob:—a contingency provided for in suckling by two teats,
curiously situated, one on each side of the anus; but the breasts
themselves extend upwards from that. When by chance these precious parts
in a nursing whale are cut by the hunter's lance, the mother's pouring
milk and blood rivallingly discolour the sea for rods. The milk is very
sweet and rich; it has been tasted by man; it might do well with
strawberries. When overflowing with mutual esteem, the whales salute MORE
HOMINUM.</p>
<p>And thus, though surrounded by circle upon circle of consternations and
affrights, did these inscrutable creatures at the centre freely and
fearlessly indulge in all peaceful concernments; yea, serenely revelled in
dalliance and delight. But even so, amid the tornadoed Atlantic of my
being, do I myself still for ever centrally disport in mute calm; and
while ponderous planets of unwaning woe revolve round me, deep down and
deep inland there I still bathe me in eternal mildness of joy.</p>
<p>Meanwhile, as we thus lay entranced, the occasional sudden frantic
spectacles in the distance evinced the activity of the other boats, still
engaged in drugging the whales on the frontier of the host; or possibly
carrying on the war within the first circle, where abundance of room and
some convenient retreats were afforded them. But the sight of the enraged
drugged whales now and then blindly darting to and fro across the circles,
was nothing to what at last met our eyes. It is sometimes the custom when
fast to a whale more than commonly powerful and alert, to seek to
hamstring him, as it were, by sundering or maiming his gigantic
tail-tendon. It is done by darting a short-handled cutting-spade, to which
is attached a rope for hauling it back again. A whale wounded (as we
afterwards learned) in this part, but not effectually, as it seemed, had
broken away from the boat, carrying along with him half of the harpoon
line; and in the extraordinary agony of the wound, he was now dashing
among the revolving circles like the lone mounted desperado Arnold, at the
battle of Saratoga, carrying dismay wherever he went.</p>
<p>But agonizing as was the wound of this whale, and an appalling spectacle
enough, any way; yet the peculiar horror with which he seemed to inspire
the rest of the herd, was owing to a cause which at first the intervening
distance obscured from us. But at length we perceived that by one of the
unimaginable accidents of the fishery, this whale had become entangled in
the harpoon-line that he towed; he had also run away with the
cutting-spade in him; and while the free end of the rope attached to that
weapon, had permanently caught in the coils of the harpoon-line round his
tail, the cutting-spade itself had worked loose from his flesh. So that
tormented to madness, he was now churning through the water, violently
flailing with his flexible tail, and tossing the keen spade about him,
wounding and murdering his own comrades.</p>
<p>This terrific object seemed to recall the whole herd from their stationary
fright. First, the whales forming the margin of our lake began to crowd a
little, and tumble against each other, as if lifted by half spent billows
from afar; then the lake itself began faintly to heave and swell; the
submarine bridal-chambers and nurseries vanished; in more and more
contracting orbits the whales in the more central circles began to swim in
thickening clusters. Yes, the long calm was departing. A low advancing hum
was soon heard; and then like to the tumultuous masses of block-ice when
the great river Hudson breaks up in Spring, the entire host of whales came
tumbling upon their inner centre, as if to pile themselves up in one
common mountain. Instantly Starbuck and Queequeg changed places; Starbuck
taking the stern.</p>
<p>"Oars! Oars!" he intensely whispered, seizing the helm—"gripe your
oars, and clutch your souls, now! My God, men, stand by! Shove him off,
you Queequeg—the whale there!—prick him!—hit him! Stand
up—stand up, and stay so! Spring, men—pull, men; never mind
their backs—scrape them!—scrape away!"</p>
<p>The boat was now all but jammed between two vast black bulks, leaving a
narrow Dardanelles between their long lengths. But by desperate endeavor
we at last shot into a temporary opening; then giving way rapidly, and at
the same time earnestly watching for another outlet. After many similar
hair-breadth escapes, we at last swiftly glided into what had just been
one of the outer circles, but now crossed by random whales, all violently
making for one centre. This lucky salvation was cheaply purchased by the
loss of Queequeg's hat, who, while standing in the bows to prick the
fugitive whales, had his hat taken clean from his head by the air-eddy
made by the sudden tossing of a pair of broad flukes close by.</p>
<p>Riotous and disordered as the universal commotion now was, it soon
resolved itself into what seemed a systematic movement; for having clumped
together at last in one dense body, they then renewed their onward flight
with augmented fleetness. Further pursuit was useless; but the boats still
lingered in their wake to pick up what drugged whales might be dropped
astern, and likewise to secure one which Flask had killed and waifed. The
waif is a pennoned pole, two or three of which are carried by every boat;
and which, when additional game is at hand, are inserted upright into the
floating body of a dead whale, both to mark its place on the sea, and also
as token of prior possession, should the boats of any other ship draw
near.</p>
<p>The result of this lowering was somewhat illustrative of that sagacious
saying in the Fishery,—the more whales the less fish. Of all the
drugged whales only one was captured. The rest contrived to escape for the
time, but only to be taken, as will hereafter be seen, by some other craft
than the Pequod.</p>
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<h2> CHAPTER 88. Schools and Schoolmasters. </h2>
<p>The previous chapter gave account of an immense body or herd of Sperm
Whales, and there was also then given the probable cause inducing those
vast aggregations.</p>
<p>Now, though such great bodies are at times encountered, yet, as must have
been seen, even at the present day, small detached bands are occasionally
observed, embracing from twenty to fifty individuals each. Such bands are
known as schools. They generally are of two sorts; those composed almost
entirely of females, and those mustering none but young vigorous males, or
bulls, as they are familiarly designated.</p>
<p>In cavalier attendance upon the school of females, you invariably see a
male of full grown magnitude, but not old; who, upon any alarm, evinces
his gallantry by falling in the rear and covering the flight of his
ladies. In truth, this gentleman is a luxurious Ottoman, swimming about
over the watery world, surroundingly accompanied by all the solaces and
endearments of the harem. The contrast between this Ottoman and his
concubines is striking; because, while he is always of the largest
leviathanic proportions, the ladies, even at full growth, are not more
than one-third of the bulk of an average-sized male. They are
comparatively delicate, indeed; I dare say, not to exceed half a dozen
yards round the waist. Nevertheless, it cannot be denied, that upon the
whole they are hereditarily entitled to EMBONPOINT.</p>
<p>It is very curious to watch this harem and its lord in their indolent
ramblings. Like fashionables, they are for ever on the move in leisurely
search of variety. You meet them on the Line in time for the full flower
of the Equatorial feeding season, having just returned, perhaps, from
spending the summer in the Northern seas, and so cheating summer of all
unpleasant weariness and warmth. By the time they have lounged up and down
the promenade of the Equator awhile, they start for the Oriental waters in
anticipation of the cool season there, and so evade the other excessive
temperature of the year.</p>
<p>When serenely advancing on one of these journeys, if any strange
suspicious sights are seen, my lord whale keeps a wary eye on his
interesting family. Should any unwarrantably pert young Leviathan coming
that way, presume to draw confidentially close to one of the ladies, with
what prodigious fury the Bashaw assails him, and chases him away! High
times, indeed, if unprincipled young rakes like him are to be permitted to
invade the sanctity of domestic bliss; though do what the Bashaw will, he
cannot keep the most notorious Lothario out of his bed; for, alas! all
fish bed in common. As ashore, the ladies often cause the most terrible
duels among their rival admirers; just so with the whales, who sometimes
come to deadly battle, and all for love. They fence with their long lower
jaws, sometimes locking them together, and so striving for the supremacy
like elks that warringly interweave their antlers. Not a few are captured
having the deep scars of these encounters,—furrowed heads, broken
teeth, scolloped fins; and in some instances, wrenched and dislocated
mouths.</p>
<p>But supposing the invader of domestic bliss to betake himself away at the
first rush of the harem's lord, then is it very diverting to watch that
lord. Gently he insinuates his vast bulk among them again and revels there
awhile, still in tantalizing vicinity to young Lothario, like pious
Solomon devoutly worshipping among his thousand concubines. Granting other
whales to be in sight, the fishermen will seldom give chase to one of
these Grand Turks; for these Grand Turks are too lavish of their strength,
and hence their unctuousness is small. As for the sons and the daughters
they beget, why, those sons and daughters must take care of themselves; at
least, with only the maternal help. For like certain other omnivorous
roving lovers that might be named, my Lord Whale has no taste for the
nursery, however much for the bower; and so, being a great traveller, he
leaves his anonymous babies all over the world; every baby an exotic. In
good time, nevertheless, as the ardour of youth declines; as years and
dumps increase; as reflection lends her solemn pauses; in short, as a
general lassitude overtakes the sated Turk; then a love of ease and virtue
supplants the love for maidens; our Ottoman enters upon the impotent,
repentant, admonitory stage of life, forswears, disbands the harem, and
grown to an exemplary, sulky old soul, goes about all alone among the
meridians and parallels saying his prayers, and warning each young
Leviathan from his amorous errors.</p>
<p>Now, as the harem of whales is called by the fishermen a school, so is the
lord and master of that school technically known as the schoolmaster. It
is therefore not in strict character, however admirably satirical, that
after going to school himself, he should then go abroad inculcating not
what he learned there, but the folly of it. His title, schoolmaster, would
very naturally seem derived from the name bestowed upon the harem itself,
but some have surmised that the man who first thus entitled this sort of
Ottoman whale, must have read the memoirs of Vidocq, and informed himself
what sort of a country-schoolmaster that famous Frenchman was in his
younger days, and what was the nature of those occult lessons he
inculcated into some of his pupils.</p>
<p>The same secludedness and isolation to which the schoolmaster whale
betakes himself in his advancing years, is true of all aged Sperm Whales.
Almost universally, a lone whale—as a solitary Leviathan is called—proves
an ancient one. Like venerable moss-bearded Daniel Boone, he will have no
one near him but Nature herself; and her he takes to wife in the
wilderness of waters, and the best of wives she is, though she keeps so
many moody secrets.</p>
<p>The schools composing none but young and vigorous males, previously
mentioned, offer a strong contrast to the harem schools. For while those
female whales are characteristically timid, the young males, or
forty-barrel-bulls, as they call them, are by far the most pugnacious of
all Leviathans, and proverbially the most dangerous to encounter;
excepting those wondrous grey-headed, grizzled whales, sometimes met, and
these will fight you like grim fiends exasperated by a penal gout.</p>
<p>The Forty-barrel-bull schools are larger than the harem schools. Like a
mob of young collegians, they are full of fight, fun, and wickedness,
tumbling round the world at such a reckless, rollicking rate, that no
prudent underwriter would insure them any more than he would a riotous lad
at Yale or Harvard. They soon relinquish this turbulence though, and when
about three-fourths grown, break up, and separately go about in quest of
settlements, that is, harems.</p>
<p>Another point of difference between the male and female schools is still
more characteristic of the sexes. Say you strike a Forty-barrel-bull—poor
devil! all his comrades quit him. But strike a member of the harem school,
and her companions swim around her with every token of concern, sometimes
lingering so near her and so long, as themselves to fall a prey.</p>
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