Whale Fishery of New England: An Account, with Illustrations and Some Interesting and Amusing Anecdotes, of the Rise and Fall of an Industry which Has Made New England Famous Throughout the World

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State Street Trust Company, 1915 - 63 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 3 - No sea but what is vexed by their fisheries. No climate that is not witness to their toils. Neither the perseverance of Holland, nor the activity of France, nor the dexterous and firm sagacity of English enterprise, ever carried this most perilous mode of hardy industry to the extent to which it has been pushed by this recent people ; a people who are still as it were, but in the gristle, and not yet hardened into the bone of manhood.
Pàgina 23 - The ribs and terrors in the whale, Arched over me a dismal gloom, While all God's sun-lit waves rolled by, And left me deepening down to doom. "I saw the opening maw of hell, With endless pains and sorrows there; Which none but they that feel can tell— Oh, I -was plunging to despair. "In black distress, I called my God, When I could scarce believe him mine, He bowed his ear to my complaints— No more the whale did me confine.
Pàgina 51 - ' We have now been enclosed in the ice seventeen days. The fire went out yesterday, and our master has been trying ever since to kindle it again without success. His wife died this morning. There is no relief!
Pàgina 14 - Stern all!' exclaimed the mate, as upon turning his head, he saw the distended jaws of a large Sperm Whale close to the head of the boat, threatening it with instant destruction; - 'Stern all, for your lives!'" - WHARTON THE WHALE KILLER. "So be cheery, my lads, let your hearts never fail, While the bold harpooneer is striking the whale!
Pàgina 17 - The skipper yawned, put out his tongue, Opened his eyes in wondrous haste, And then upon the floor he sprung. The skipper stormed, and tore his hair, Hauled on his boots, and roared to Marden, "Nantucket's sunk, and here we are Right over old Marm Hackett's garden ! " James Thomas Fields [1816-1881] THE PUZZLED CENSUS TAKER "Gox any boys?
Pàgina 16 - Free from the storms and gusts of human life, Free from its error and its strife, , Here lies Reuben Chase anchored; who stood The sea of ebbing life and flowing misery. He was not dandy rigged, his prudent eye Fore-saw and took a reef at fortune's quickest flow. He luffed and bore away to please mankind; Yet duty urged him still to head the wind, Rumatic gusts at length his masts destroyed, Yet jury health awhile he yet enjoyed, Worn out with age and shattered head, At foot he struck and grounded...
Pàgina 6 - ... that it has in direction but a limited range of vision. The ear is so small that it is difficult to insert a knitting needle, and the brain is only about ten inches square. The head, or "case," contains about five hundred barrels, of ten gallons each, of the richest kind of oil, called spermaceti. One of these giants, when first struck by a harpoon, can go as fast as a steam yacht, twenty or twenty-five miles an hour, but it soon slows down to its usual speed of about twelve miles, developing...
Pàgina 43 - ... or to let a turn catch an arm or leg, for it would result in almost immediate death to the person thus entangled. Conan Doyle, who once took a trip on a whaler, tells of a man who was caught by the line and hauled overboard so suddenly that he was hardly seen to disappear. One of the men in the boat grabbed a knife to cut the line, whereupon another seaman shouted out, "Hold your hand, the whale'll be a good present for the widow!
Pàgina 14 - The inhabitants always alluded to a train as "tying up," a wagon was called a "side-wheeler," every one you met was addressed as "captain," and a horse was always "tackled" instead of harnessed. The refrain of an old Nantucket song runs as follows: — "So be cheery, my lads, let your hearts never fail, While the bold harpooner is striking the whale!" A young man who had not doubled the cape...
Pàgina 26 - Well, you see, I drank the wine and Mr. Jones, the mate, he smoked the cigars, and they certainly done us both good," replied the captain. The ship "Progress," shown in the last picture, forms an interesting connecting link between the Stone Fleet and this 1871 disaster.

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