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1Upon searching, it was found that the casks last struck into the hold were perfectly sound, and that the leak must be
2further off. So, it being calm weather, they broke out deeper and deeper, disturbing the slumbers of the huge
3ground-tier butts; and from that black midnight sending those gigantic moles into the daylight above. So deep did they
4go; and so ancient, and corroded, and weedy the aspect of the lowermost puncheons, that you almost looked next for some
5mouldy corner-stone cask containing coins of Captain Noah, with copies of the posted placards, vainly warning the
6infatuated old world from the flood. Tierce after tierce, too, of water, and bread, and beef, and shooks of staves, and
7iron bundles of hoops, were hoisted out, till at last the piled decks were hard to get about; and the hollow hull echoed
8under foot, as if you were treading over empty catacombs, and reeled and rolled in the sea like an air-freighted
9demijohn. Top-heavy was the ship as a dinnerless student with all Aristotle in his head. Well was it that the Typhoons
10did not visit them then. Now, at this time it was that my poor pagan companion, and fast bosom-friend, Queequeg, was
11seized with a fever, which brought him nigh to his endless end. Be it said, that in this vocation of whaling, sinecures
12are unknown; dignity and danger go hand in hand; till you get to be Captain, the higher you rise the harder you toil. So
13with poor Queequeg, who, as harpooneer, must not only face all the rage of the living whale, but--as we have elsewhere
14seen--mount his dead back in a rolling sea; and finally descend into the gloom of the hold, and bitterly sweating all
15day in that subterraneous confinement, resolutely manhandle the clumsiest casks and see to their stowage. To be short,
16among whalemen, the harpooneers are the holders, so called. Poor Queequeg! when the ship was about half disembowelled,
17you should have stooped over the hatchway, and peered down upon him there; where, stripped to his woollen drawers, the
18tattooed savage was crawling about amid that dampness and slime, like a green spotted lizard at the bottom of a well.
19And a well, or an ice-house, it somehow proved to him, poor pagan; where, strange to say, for all the heat of his
20sweatings, he caught a terrible chill which lapsed into a fever; and at last, after some days' suffering, laid him in
21his hammock, close to the very sill of the door of death. How he wasted and wasted away in those few long-lingering
22days, till there seemed but little left of him but his frame and tattooing. But as all else in him thinned, and his
23cheek-bones grew sharper, his eyes, nevertheless, seemed growing fuller and fuller; they became of a strange softness of
24lustre; and mildly but deeply looked out at you there from his sickness, a wondrous testimony to that immortal health in
25him which could not die, or be weakened. And like circles on the water, which, as they grow fainter, expand; so his eyes
26seemed rounding and rounding, like the rings of Eternity. An awe that cannot be named would steal over you as you sat by
27the side of this waning savage, and saw as strange things in his face, as any beheld who were bystanders when Zoroaster
28died. For whatever is truly wondrous and fearful in man, never yet was put into words or books. And the drawing near of
29Death, which alike levels all, alike impresses all with a last revelation, which only an author from the dead could
30adequately tell. So that--let us say it again--no dying Chaldee or Greek had higher and holier thoughts than those,
31whose mysterious shades you saw creeping over the face of poor Queequeg, as he quietly lay in his swaying hammock, and
32the rolling sea seemed gently rocking him to his final rest, and the ocean's invisible flood-tide lifted him higher and
33higher towards his destined heaven. Not a man of the crew but gave him up; and, as for Queequeg himself, what he thought
34of his case was forcibly shown by a curious favour he asked. He called one to him in the grey morning watch, when the
35day was just breaking, and taking his hand, said that while in Nantucket he had chanced to see certain little canoes of
36dark wood, like the rich war-wood of his native isle; and upon inquiry, he had learned that all whalemen who died in
37Nantucket, were laid in those same dark canoes, and that the fancy of being so laid had much pleased him; for it was not
38unlike the custom of his own race, who, after embalming a dead warrior, stretched him out in his canoe, and so left him
39to be floated away to the starry archipelagoes; for not only do they believe that the stars are isles, but that far
40beyond all visible horizons, their own mild, uncontinented seas, interflow with the blue heavens; and so form the white
41breakers of the milky way. He added, that he shuddered at the thought of being buried in his hammock, according to the
42usual sea-custom, tossed like something vile to the death-devouring sharks. No: he desired a canoe like those of
43Nantucket, all the more congenial to him, being a whaleman, that like a whale-boat these coffin-canoes were without a
44keel; though that involved but uncertain steering, and much lee-way adown the dim ages. Now, when this strange
45circumstance was made known aft, the carpenter was at once commanded to do Queequeg's bidding, whatever it might
46include. There was some heathenish, coffin-coloured old lumber aboard, which, upon a long previous voyage, had been cut
47from the aboriginal groves of the Lackaday islands, and from these dark planks the coffin was recommended to be made. No
48sooner was the carpenter apprised of the order, than taking his rule, he forthwith with all the indifferent promptitude
49of his character, proceeded into the forecastle and took Queequeg's measure with great accuracy, regularly chalking
50Queequeg's person as he shifted the rule. "Ah! poor fellow! he'll have to die now," ejaculated the Long Island sailor.
51Going to his vice-bench, the carpenter for convenience sake and general reference, now transferringly measured on it the
52exact length the coffin was to be, and then made the transfer permanent by cutting two notches at its extremities. This
53done, he marshalled the planks and his tools, and to work. When the last nail was driven, and the lid duly planed and
54fitted, he lightly shouldered the coffin and went forward with it, inquiring whether they were ready for it yet in that
55direction. Overhearing the indignant but half-humorous cries with which the people on deck began to drive the coffin
56away, Queequeg, to every one's consternation, commanded that the thing should be instantly brought to him, nor was there
57any denying him; seeing that, of all mortals, some dying men are the most tyrannical; and certainly, since they will
58shortly trouble us so little for evermore, the poor fellows ought to be indulged. Leaning over in his hammock, Queequeg
59long regarded the coffin with an attentive eye. He then called for his harpoon, had the wooden stock drawn from it, and
60then had the iron part placed in the coffin along with one of the paddles of his boat. All by his own request, also,
61biscuits were then ranged round the sides within: a flask of fresh water was placed at the head, and a small bag of
62woody earth scraped up in the hold at the foot; and a piece of sail-cloth being rolled up for a pillow, Queequeg now
63entreated to be lifted into his final bed, that he might make trial of its comforts, if any it had. He lay without
64moving a few minutes, then told one to go to his bag and bring out his little god, Yojo. Then crossing his arms on his
65breast with Yojo between, he called for the coffin lid (hatch he called it) to be placed over him. The head part turned
66over with a leather hinge, and there lay Queequeg in his coffin with little but his composed countenance in view.
67"Rarmai" (it will do; it is easy), he murmured at last, and signed to be replaced in his hammock. But ere this was done,
68Pip, who had been slily hovering near by all this while, drew nigh to him where he lay, and with soft sobbings, took him
69by the hand; in the other, holding his tambourine.
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