Moby Dick

[Old Thunder]

CHAPTER XIV.
Nantucket.​

Nothing more happened on the passage worthy the mentioning; so, after a fine run, we safely arrived in Nantucket.

 

[Old Thunder]

Nantucket!

 

[Old Thunder]

Take out your map and look at it.

 

[Old Thunder]

See what a real corner of the world it occupies; how it stands there, away off shore, more lonely than the Eddystone lighthouse.*

*Off the coast of England.

 

[Old Thunder]

Look at it--a mere hillock, and elbow of sand; all beach, without a background.

 

[Old Thunder]

There is more sand there than you would use in twenty years as a substitute for blotting paper.

 

[Old Thunder]

Some gamesome wights will tell you that they have to plant weeds there, they don't grow naturally; that they import Canada thistles; that they have to send beyond seas for a spile to stop a leak in an oil cask; that pieces of wood in Nantucket are carried about like bits of the true cross in Rome; that people there plant toadstools before their houses, to get under the shade in summer time; that one blade of grass makes an oasis, three blades in a day's walk a prairie; that they were quicksand shoes, something like Laplander snowshoes; that they are so shut up, belted about, every way inclosed, surrounded, and made an utter island of by the ocean, that to their very chairs and tables small clams will sometimes be found adhering, as to the backs of sea turtles.

 

[Old Thunder]

But these extravaganzas only show that Nantucket is no Illinois.

 

[Old Thunder]

Look now at the wondrous traditional story of how this island was settled by the red-men.

 

[fuzzygobo]

Thank you This is like seeing an old friend again.