Image Not Found On Media Library
  • Ecrivez-nous
    Ecrivez-nous
  • Accueil
    Accueil
CALLIANDRE
Consultez-nous pour des forfaits adaptés à vos besoins et à votre budget.
1 rue Marco Polo
MONTIGNY LE BRETONNEUX
78180
07 82 36 53 43
contact@calliandre.fr
Image Not Found On Media Library
Image Not Found On Media Library
To Blog

Post Without Media

1 septembre 2014
-
Verve Category
-
No comments
-
Posted by admin_voyage

It was a Saturday night, and such a Sabbath as followed! Ex officio professors of Sabbath breaking are all whalemen. The ivory Pequod was turned into what seemed a shamble; every sailor a butcher. You would have thought we were offering up ten thousand red oxen.
In the first place, the enormous cutting tackles, among other ponderous things comprising a cluster of blocks generally painted green, and which no single man can possibly lift—this vast bunch of grapes was swayed up to the main-top and firmly lashed to the lower mast-head, the strongest point anywhere above a ships deck. The end of the hawser-like rope.
Suspended in stages over the side, Starbuck and Stubb, the mates, armed with their long spades, began cutting a hole in the body for the insertion of the hook just above the nearest of the two side-fins. This done, a broad, semicircular line is cut round the hole, the hook is inserted, and the main body of the crew striking up a wild chorus, now commence heaving in one dense crowd.

I have given no small attention to that not unvexed subject, the skin of the whale. I have had controversies about it with experienced whalemen afloat, and learned naturalists ashore. My original opinion remains unchanged; but it is only an opinion.

For the strain constantly kept up by the windlass continually keeps the whale rolling over and over in the water, and as the blubber in one strip uniformly peels off along the line called the « scarf, » simultaneously cut by the spades of Starbuck and Stubb, the mates; and just as fast as it is thus peeled off, and indeed by that very act itself.
The men at the windlass then cease heaving, and for a moment or two the prodigious blood-dripping mass sways to and fro as if let down from the sky, and every one present must take good heed to dodge it when it swings, else it may box his ears and pitch him again.
Alice laughed so much at this, that she had to run back into the wood for fear of their hearing her; and when she next peeped out the Fish-Footman was gone, and the other was sitting on the ground near the door, staring stupidly up into the sky.

Partager :

  • Partager
  • Imprimer
NEXT POST
Post With Audio

admin_voyage

Motarde passionnée de voyages, artiste, photographe et vidéaste plasticienne, pratiquant la danse, le Taïchi Chuan et l’Art du Massage (Master Massage Bien-Être) se chargera de faire de votre voyage un moment unique, le moment bien-être motard!

Leave a Comment

Your feedback is valuable for us. Your email will not be published.
Cancel Reply

Please wait...
Submit Comment →

Related News

Other posts that you should not miss

Post With Video

6 septembre 2014
-
Posted by admin_voyage

The aborigine, apparently uninjured, climbed quickly into the skiff, and seizing the spear with me helped to hold off the infuriated …

Partager :

  • Partager
  • Imprimer
Read More →
Verve Category
1 MIN READ

Default Header

7 septembre 2014
-
Posted by admin_voyage

It was a Saturday night, and such a Sabbath as followed! Ex officio professors of Sabbath breaking are all whalemen. The …

Partager :

  • Partager
  • Imprimer
Read More →
Verve Category
2 MIN READ

Featured Header

9 septembre 2014
-
Posted by admin_voyage

It was a Saturday night, and such a Sabbath as followed! Ex officio professors of Sabbath breaking are all whalemen. The …

Partager :

  • Partager
  • Imprimer
Read More →
Verve Category
2 MIN READ
Réseaux Sociaux
  • Voir le profil de Massages Bien-Être / Calliandre sur Facebook
  • Voir le profil de @calliandre_fr sur Twitter
  • Voir le profil de calliandre.fr@gmail.com sur YouTube
  • Voir le profil de calliandre.fr@gmail.com sur Google+
Post Without Media | Calliandre voyage