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- CHAPTER X.
They Arrange Their Canopies And Lounges, And Try To Make Things
Comfortable
Our little craft was soon in good order. From the spare rigging brought
along, we made shrouds to the mast, and converted the boat- hook into a
handy boom for the jib. Going large before the wind, we set this sail
wing-and-wing with the main-sail. The latter, in accordance with the
customary rig of whale-boats, was worked with a sprit and sheet. It
could be furled or set in an instant. The bags of bread we stowed away
in the covered space about the loggerhead, a useless appurtenance now,
and therefore removed. At night, Jarl used it for a pillow; saying,
that when the boat rolled it gave easy play to his head. The precious
breaker we lashed firmly amidships; thereby much improving our sailing.
Now, previous to leaving the ship, we had seen to it well, that our
craft was supplied with all those equipments, with which, by the
regulations of the fishery, a whale-boat is constantly provided: night
and day, afloat or suspended. Hanging along our gunwales inside, were
six harpoons, three lances, and a blubber-spade; all keen as razors,
and sheathed with leather. Besides these, we had three waifs, a couple
of two-gallon water-kegs, several bailers, the boat-hatchet for cutting
the whale-line, two auxiliary knives for the like purpose, and several
minor articles, also employed in hunting the leviathan. The line and
line-tub, however, were on ship-board.
And here it may be mentioned, that to prevent the strain upon the boat
when suspended to the ship’s side, the heavy whale-line, over two
hundred fathoms in length, and something more than an inch in diameter,
when not in use is kept on ship-board, coiled away like an endless
snake in its tub. But this tub is always in readiness to be launched
into the boat. Now, having no use for the line belonging to our craft,
we had purposely left it behind.
But well had we marked that by far the most important item of a
whale-boat’s furniture was snugly secured in its place. This was the
water-tight keg, at both ends firmly headed, containing a small
compass, tinder-box and flint, candles, and a score or two of biscuit.
This keg is an invariable precaution against what so frequently occurs
in pursuing the sperm whale—prolonged absence from the ship, losing
sight of her, or never seeing her more, till years after you reach home
again. In this same keg of ours seemed coopered up life and death, at
least so seemed it to honest Jarl. No sooner had we got clear from the
Arcturion, than dropping his oar for an instant, he clutched at it in
the dark.
And when day at last came, we knocked out the head of the keg with the
little hammer and chisel, always attached to it for that purpose, and
removed the compass, that glistened to us like a human eye. Then
filling up the vacancy with biscuit, we again made all tight, driving
down the hoops till they would budge no more.
At first we were puzzled to fix our compass. But at last the Skyeman
out knife, and cutting a round hole in the after-most thwart, or seat
of the boat, there inserted the little brass case containing the
needle.
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