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"
In
heaven
's
name
,
man
,
"
cried
Stubb
,
"
are
you
ramming
home
a
cartridge
there
?
--
Avast
!
How
will
that
help
him
;
jamming
that
iron-bound
bucket
on
top
of
his
head
?
Avast
,
will
ye
!
"
"
Stand
clear
of
the
tackle
!
"
cried
a
voice
like
the
bursting
of
a
rocket
.
Almost
in
the
same
instant
,
with
a
thunder-boom
,
the
enormous
mass
dropped
into
the
sea
,
like
Niagara
's
Table-Rock
into
the
whirlpool
;
the
suddenly
relieved
hull
rolled
away
from
it
,
to
far
down
her
glittering
copper
;
and
all
caught
their
breath
,
as
half
swinging
--
now
over
the
sailors
'
heads
,
and
now
over
the
water
--
Daggoo
,
through
a
thick
mist
of
spray
,
was
dimly
beheld
clinging
to
the
pendulous
tackles
,
while
poor
,
buried-alive
Tashtego
was
sinking
utterly
down
to
the
bottom
of
the
sea
!
But
hardly
had
the
blinding
vapor
cleared
away
,
when
a
naked
figure
with
a
boardingsword
in
his
hand
,
was
for
one
swift
moment
seen
hovering
over
the
bulwarks
.
The
next
,
a
loud
splash
announced
that
my
brave
Queequeg
had
dived
to
the
rescue
.
One
packed
rush
was
made
to
the
side
,
and
every
eye
counted
every
ripple
,
as
moment
followed
moment
,
and
no
sign
of
either
the
sinker
or
the
diver
could
be
seen
.
Some
hands
now
jumped
into
a
boat
alongside
,
and
pushed
a
little
off
from
the
ship
.
"
Ha
!
ha
!
"
cried
Daggoo
,
all
at
once
,
from
his
now
quiet
,
swinging
perch
overhead
;
and
looking
further
off
from
the
side
,
we
saw
an
arm
thrust
upright
from
the
blue
waves
;
a
sight
strange
to
see
,
as
an
arm
thrust
forth
from
the
grass
over
a
grave
.
"
Both
!
both
!
--
it
is
both
!
"
-
cried
Daggoo
again
with
a
joyful
shout
;
and
soon
after
,
Queequeg
was
seen
boldly
striking
out
with
one
hand
,
and
with
the
other
clutching
the
long
hair
of
the
Indian
.
Drawn
into
the
waiting
boat
,
they
were
quickly
brought
to
the
deck
;
but
Tashtego
was
long
in
coming
to
,
and
Queequeg
did
not
look
very
brisk
.
Now
,
how
had
this
noble
rescue
been
accomplished
?
Why
,
diving
after
the
slowly
descending
head
,
Queequeg
with
his
keen
sword
had
made
side
lunges
near
its
bottom
,
so
as
to
scuttle
a
large
hole
there
;
then
dropping
his
sword
,
had
thrust
his
long
arm
far
inwards
and
upwards
,
and
so
hauled
out
poor
Tash
by
the
head
.
He
averred
,
that
upon
first
thrusting
in
for
him
,
a
leg
was
presented
;
but
well
knowing
that
that
was
not
as
it
ought
to
be
,
and
might
occasion
great
trouble
;
--
he
had
thrust
back
the
leg
,
and
by
a
dexterous
heave
and
toss
,
had
wrought
a
somerset
upon
the
Indian
;
so
that
with
the
next
trial
,
he
came
forth
in
the
good
old
way-head
foremost
.
As
for
the
great
head
itself
,
that
was
doing
as
well
as
could
be
expected
.
And
thus
,
through
the
courage
and
great
skill
in
obstetrics
of
Queequeg
,
the
deliverance
,
or
rather
,
delivery
of
Tashtego
,
was
successfully
accomplished
,
in
the
teeth
,
too
,
of
the
most
untoward
and
apparently
hopeless
impediments
;
which
is
a
lesson
by
no
means
to
be
forgotten
.
Midwifery
should
be
taught
in
the
same
course
with
fencing
and
boxing
,
riding
and
rowing
.
I
know
that
this
queer
adventure
of
the
Gay-Header
's
will
be
sure
to
seem
incredible
to
some
landsmen
,
though
they
themselves
may
have
either
seen
or
heard
of
some
one
's
falling
into
a
cistern
ashore
;
an
accident
which
not
seldom
happens
,
and
with
much
less
reason
too
than
the
Indian
's
,
considering
the
exceeding
slipperiness
of
the
curb
of
the
Sperm
Whale
's
well
.
But
,
peradventure
,
it
may
be
sagaciously
urged
,
how
is
this
?
We
thought
the
tissued
,
infiltrated
head
of
the
Sperm
Whale
,
was
the
lightest
and
most
corky
part
about
him
;
and
yet
thou
makest
it
sink
in
an
element
of
a
far
greater
specific
gravity
than
itself
.
We
have
thee
there
.
Not
at
all
,
but
I
have
ye
;
for
at
the
time
poor
Tash
fell
in
,
the
case
had
been
nearly
emptied
of
its
lighter
contents
,
leaving
little
but
the
dense
tendinous
wall
of
the
well
--
a
double
welded
,
hammered
substance
,
as
I
have
before
said
,
much
heavier
than
the
sea
water
,
and
a
lump
of
which
sinks
in
it
like
lead
almost
.
But
the
tendency
to
rapid
sinking
in
this
substance
was
in
the
present
instance
materially
counteracted
by
the
other
parts
of
the
head
remaining
undetached
from
it
,
so
that
it
sank
very
slowly
and
deliberately
indeed
,
affording
Queequeg
a
fair
chance
for
performing
his
agile
obstetrics
on
the
run
,
as
you
may
say
.
Yes
,
it
was
a
running
delivery
,
so
it
was
.
Now
,
had
Tashtego
perished
in
that
head
,
it
had
been
a
very
precious
perishing
;
smothered
in
the
very
whitest
and
daintiest
of
fragment
spermaceti
;
coffined
,
hearsed
,
and
tombed
in
the
secret
inner
chamber
and
sanctum
sanctorum
of
the
whale
