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1"There now's the old Mogul," soliloquized Stubb by the try-works, "he's been twigging it; and there goes Starbuck from
2the same, and both with faces which I should say might be somewhere within nine fathoms long. And all from looking at a
3piece of gold, which did I have it now on Negro Hill or in Corlaer's Hook, I'd not look at it very long ere spending it.
4Humph! in my poor, insignificant opinion, I regard this as queer. I have seen doubloons before now in my voyagings; your
5doubloons of old Spain, your doubloons of Peru, your doubloons of Chili, your doubloons of Bolivia, your doubloons of
6Popayan; with plenty of gold moidores and pistoles, and joes, and half joes, and quarter joes. What then should there be
7in this doubloon of the Equator that is so killing wonderful? By Golconda! let me read it once. Halloa! here's signs and
8wonders truly! That, now, is what old Bowditch in his Epitome calls the zodiac, and what my almanac below calls ditto.
9I'll get the almanac and as I have heard devils can be raised with Daboll's arithmetic, I'll try my hand at raising a
10meaning out of these queer curvicues here with the Massachusetts calendar. Here's the book. Let's see now. Signs and
11wonders; and the sun, he's always among 'em. Hem, hem, hem; here they are--here they go--all alive:--Aries, or the Ram;
12Taurus, or the Bull and Jimimi! here's Gemini himself, or the Twins. Well; the sun he wheels among 'em. Aye, here on the
13coin he's just crossing the threshold between two of twelve sitting-rooms all in a ring. Book! you lie there; the fact
14is, you books must know your places. You'll do to give us the bare words and facts, but we come in to supply the
15thoughts. That's my small experience, so far as the Massachusetts calendar, and Bowditch's navigator, and Daboll's
16arithmetic go. Signs and wonders, eh? Pity if there is nothing wonderful in signs, and significant in wonders! There's a
17clue somewhere; wait a bit; hist--hark! By Jove, I have it! Look you, Doubloon, your zodiac here is the life of man in
18one round chapter; and now I'll read it off, straight out of the book. Come, Almanack! To begin: there's Aries, or the
19Ram--lecherous dog, he begets us; then, Taurus, or the Bull--he bumps us the first thing; then Gemini, or the
20Twins--that is, Virtue and Vice; we try to reach Virtue, when lo! comes Cancer the Crab, and drags us back; and here,
21going from Virtue, Leo, a roaring Lion, lies in the path--he gives a few fierce bites and surly dabs with his paw; we
22escape, and hail Virgo, the Virgin! that's our first love; we marry and think to be happy for aye, when pop comes Libra,
23or the Scales--happiness weighed and found wanting; and while we are very sad about that, Lord! how we suddenly jump, as
24Scorpio, or the Scorpion, stings us in the rear; we are curing the wound, when whang come the arrows all round;
25Sagittarius, or the Archer, is amusing himself. As we pluck out the shafts, stand aside! here's the battering-ram,
26Capricornus, or the Goat; full tilt, he comes rushing, and headlong we are tossed; when Aquarius, or the Water-bearer,
27pours out his whole deluge and drowns us; and to wind up with Pisces, or the Fishes, we sleep. There's a sermon now,
28writ in high heaven, and the sun goes through it every year, and yet comes out of it all alive and hearty. Jollily he,
29aloft there, wheels through toil and trouble; and so, alow here, does jolly Stubb. Oh, jolly's the word for aye! Adieu,
30Doubloon! But stop; here comes little King-Post; dodge round the try-works, now, and let's hear what he'll have to say.
31There; he's before it; he'll out with something presently. So, so; he's beginning." "I see nothing here, but a round
32thing made of gold, and whoever raises a certain whale, this round thing belongs to him. So, what's all this staring
33been about? It is worth sixteen dollars, that's true; and at two cents the cigar, that's nine hundred and sixty cigars.
34I won't smoke dirty pipes like Stubb, but I like cigars, and here's nine hundred and sixty of them; so here goes Flask
35aloft to spy 'em out." "Shall I call that wise or foolish, now; if it be really wise it has a foolish look to it; yet,
36if it be really foolish, then has it a sort of wiseish look to it. But, avast; here comes our old Manxman--the old
37hearse-driver, he must have been, that is, before he took to the sea. He luffs up before the doubloon; halloa, and goes
38round on the other side of the mast; why, there's a horse-shoe nailed on that side; and now he's back again; what does
39that mean? Hark! he's muttering--voice like an old worn-out coffee-mill. Prick ears, and listen!" "If the White Whale be
40raised, it must be in a month and a day, when the sun stands in some one of these signs. I've studied signs, and know
41their marks; they were taught me two score years ago, by the old witch in Copenhagen. Now, in what sign will the sun
42then be? The horse-shoe sign; for there it is, right opposite the gold. And what's the horse-shoe sign? The lion is the
43horse-shoe sign--the roaring and devouring lion. Ship, old ship! my old head shakes to think of thee." "There's another
44rendering now; but still one text. All sorts of men in one kind of world, you see. Dodge again! here comes Queequeg--all
45tattooing--looks like the signs of the Zodiac himself. What says the Cannibal? As I live he's comparing notes; looking
46at his thigh bone; thinks the sun is in the thigh, or in the calf, or in the bowels, I suppose, as the old women talk
47Surgeon's Astronomy in the back country. And by Jove, he's found something there in the vicinity of his thigh--I guess
48it's Sagittarius, or the Archer. No: he don't know what to make of the doubloon; he takes it for an old button off some
49king's trowsers. But, aside again! here comes that ghost-devil, Fedallah; tail coiled out of sight as usual, oakum in
50the toes of his pumps as usual. What does he say, with that look of his? Ah, only makes a sign to the sign and bows
51himself; there is a sun on the coin--fire worshipper, depend upon it. Ho! more and more. This way comes Pip--poor boy!
52would he had died, or I; he's half horrible to me. He too has been watching all of these interpreters--myself
53included--and look now, he comes to read, with that unearthly idiot face. Stand away again and hear him. Hark!" "I look,
54you look, he looks; we look, ye look, they look." "Upon my soul, he's been studying Murray's Grammar! Improving his
55mind, poor fellow! But what's that he says now--hist!" "I look, you look, he looks; we look, ye look, they look." "Why,
56he's getting it by heart--hist! again." "I look, you look, he looks; we look, ye look, they look." "Well, that's funny."
57"And I, you, and he; and we, ye, and they, are all bats; and I'm a crow, especially when I stand a'top of this pine tree
58here. Caw! caw! caw! caw! caw! caw! Ain't I a crow? And where's the scare-crow? There he stands; two bones stuck into a
59pair of old trowsers, and two more poked into the sleeves of an old jacket." "Wonder if he means
60me?--complimentary!--poor lad!--I could go hang myself. Any way, for the present, I'll quit Pip's vicinity. I can stand
61the rest, for they have plain wits; but he's too crazy-witty for my sanity. So, so, I leave him muttering." "Here's the
62ship's navel, this doubloon here, and they are all on fire to unscrew it. But, unscrew your navel, and what's the
63consequence? Then again, if it stays here, that is ugly, too, for when aught's nailed to the mast it's a sign that
64things grow desperate. Ha, ha! old Ahab! the White Whale; he'll nail ye! This is a pine tree. My father, in old Tolland
65county, cut down a pine tree once, and found a silver ring grown over in it; some old darkey's wedding ring. How did it
66get there? And so they'll say in the resurrection, when they come to fish up this old mast, and find a doubloon lodged
67in it, with bedded oysters for the shaggy bark. Oh, the gold! the precious, precious, gold! the green miser'll hoard ye
68soon! Hish! hish! God goes 'mong the worlds blackberrying. Cook! ho, cook! and cook us! Jenny! hey, hey, hey, hey, hey,
69Jenny, Jenny! and get your hoe-cake done!"
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