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For
the
benefit
of
those
who
do
not
know
,
it
is
necessary
to
say
that
the
jubarte
,
once
dead
,
must
be
towed
as
far
as
the
"
Pilgrim
,
"
and
firmly
lashed
to
her
starboard
side
.
Then
the
sailors
,
shod
in
boots
,
with
cramp-hooks
would
take
their
places
on
the
back
of
the
enormous
cetacean
,
and
cut
it
up
methodically
in
parallel
bands
marked
off
from
the
head
to
the
tail
.
These
bands
would
be
then
cut
across
in
slices
of
a
foot
and
a
half
,
then
divided
into
pieces
,
which
,
after
being
stowed
in
the
barrels
,
would
be
sent
to
the
bottom
of
the
hold
.
Generally
the
whaling
ship
,
when
the
fishing
is
over
,
manages
to
land
as
soon
as
possible
,
so
as
to
finish
her
manipulations
.
The
crew
lands
,
and
then
proceeds
to
melt
the
lard
,
which
,
under
the
action
of
the
heat
,
gives
up
all
its
useful
part
--
that
is
,
the
oil
.
In
this
operation
,
the
whale
's
lard
weighs
about
a
third
of
its
weight
.
But
,
under
present
circumstances
,
Captain
Hull
could
not
dream
of
putting
back
to
finish
that
operation
.
He
only
counted
on
melting
this
quantity
of
lard
at
Valparaiso
.
Besides
,
with
winds
which
could
not
fail
to
hail
from
the
west
,
he
hoped
to
make
the
American
coast
before
twenty
days
,
and
that
lapse
of
time
could
not
compromise
the
results
of
his
fishing
.
The
moment
for
setting
out
had
come
.
Before
the
"
Pilgrim
's
"
sails
had
been
brought
aback
,
she
had
drawn
a
little
nearer
to
the
place
where
the
jubarte
continued
to
signal
its
presence
by
jets
of
vapor
and
water
.
The
jubarte
was
all
this
time
swimming
in
the
middle
of
the
vast
red
field
of
crustaceans
,
opening
its
large
mouth
automatically
,
and
absorbing
at
each
draught
myriads
of
animalcules
.
According
to
the
experienced
ones
on
board
,
there
was
no
fear
that
the
whale
dreamt
of
escaping
.
It
was
,
doubtless
,
what
the
whalers
call
a
"
fighting
"
whale
.
Captain
Hull
strode
over
the
netting
,
and
,
descending
the
rope
ladder
,
he
reached
the
prow
of
the
whale-boat
.
Mrs.
Weldon
,
Jack
,
Cousin
Benedict
,
Tom
,
and
his
companions
,
for
a
last
time
wished
the
captain
success
.
Dingo
itself
,
rising
on
its
paws
and
passing
its
head
above
the
railing
,
seemed
to
wish
to
say
good-by
to
the
crew
.
