Moby Dick

[Old Thunder]

At that time in the morning any Christian would have washed his face; but Queequeg, to my amazement, contented himself with restricting his ablutions to his chest, arms, and hands.

 

[Old Thunder]

I was watching to see where he kept his razor, when lo and behold, he takes the harpoon from the bed corner, slips out the long wooden stock, unsheathes the head, whets it a little on his boot, and striding up to the bit of mirror against the wall, begins a vigorous scraping, or rather harpooning of his cheeks.

 

[Old Thunder]

Thinks I, Queequeg, this is using Roger's best cutlery with a vengeance.

 

[Old Thunder]

Afterwards I wondered the less at this operation when I came to know of what fine steel the head of a harpoon is made, and how exceedingly sharp the long straight edges are always kept.

 

[Old Thunder]

The rest of his toilet was soon achieved, and he proudly marched out of the room, wrapped up in his great pilot monkey-jacket, and sporting his harpoon like a marshal's baton.

 

[Old Thunder]

CHAPTER V.
Breakfast.​

I quickly followed suit, and descending into the bar-room accosted the grinning landlord very pleasantly.

 

[Old Thunder]

I cherished no malice towards him, though he had been skylarking with me not a little in the matter of my bedfellow.

 

[Old Thunder]

However, a good laugh is a mighty good thing, and rather too scarce a good thing; the more's the pity.

 

[Old Thunder]

So, if any one man, in his own proper person, afford stuff for a good joke to anybody, let him not be backward, but let him cheerfully allow himself to spend and be spent in that way.

 

[Old Thunder]

And the man that has anything bountifully laughable about him, be sure there is more in that man than you perhaps think for.