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1While now the fated Pequod had been so long afloat this voyage, the log and line had but very seldom been in use. Owing
2to a confident reliance upon other means of determining the vessel's place, some merchantmen, and many whalemen,
3especially when cruising, wholly neglect to heave the log; though at the same time, and frequently more for form's sake
4than anything else, regularly putting down upon the customary slate the course steered by the ship, as well as the
5presumed average rate of progression every hour. It had been thus with the Pequod. The wooden reel and angular log
6attached hung, long untouched, just beneath the railing of the after bulwarks. Rains and spray had damped it; sun and
7wind had warped it; all the elements had combined to rot a thing that hung so idly. But heedless of all this, his mood
8seized Ahab, as he happened to glance upon the reel, not many hours after the magnet scene, and he remembered how his
9quadrant was no more, and recalled his frantic oath about the level log and line. The ship was sailing plungingly;
10astern the billows rolled in riots. "Forward, there! Heave the log!" Two seamen came. The golden-hued Tahitian and the
11grizzly Manxman. "Take the reel, one of ye, I'll heave." They went towards the extreme stern, on the ship's lee side,
12where the deck, with the oblique energy of the wind, was now almost dipping into the creamy, sidelong-rushing sea. The
13Manxman took the reel, and holding it high up, by the projecting handle-ends of the spindle, round which the spool of
14line revolved, so stood with the angular log hanging downwards, till Ahab advanced to him. Ahab stood before him, and
15was lightly unwinding some thirty or forty turns to form a preliminary hand-coil to toss overboard, when the old
16Manxman, who was intently eyeing both him and the line, made bold to speak. "Sir, I mistrust it; this line looks far
17gone, long heat and wet have spoiled it." "'Twill hold, old gentleman. Long heat and wet, have they spoiled thee? Thou
18seem'st to hold. Or, truer perhaps, life holds thee; not thou it." "I hold the spool, sir. But just as my captain says.
19With these grey hairs of mine 'tis not worth while disputing, 'specially with a superior, who'll ne'er confess." "What's
20that? There now's a patched professor in Queen Nature's granite-founded College; but methinks he's too subservient.
21Where wert thou born?" "In the little rocky Isle of Man, sir." "Excellent! Thou'st hit the world by that." "I know not,
22sir, but I was born there." "In the Isle of Man, hey? Well, the other way, it's good. Here's a man from Man; a man born
23in once independent Man, and now unmanned of Man; which is sucked in--by what? Up with the reel! The dead, blind wall
24butts all inquiring heads at last. Up with it! So." The log was heaved. The loose coils rapidly straightened out in a
25long dragging line astern, and then, instantly, the reel began to whirl. In turn, jerkingly raised and lowered by the
26rolling billows, the towing resistance of the log caused the old reelman to stagger strangely. "Hold hard!" Snap! the
27overstrained line sagged down in one long festoon; the tugging log was gone. "I crush the quadrant, the thunder turns
28the needles, and now the mad sea parts the log-line. But Ahab can mend all. Haul in here, Tahitian; reel up, Manxman.
29And look ye, let the carpenter make another log, and mend thou the line. See to it." "There he goes now; to him
30nothing's happened; but to me, the skewer seems loosening out of the middle of the world. Haul in, haul in, Tahitian!
31These lines run whole, and whirling out: come in broken, and dragging slow. Ha, Pip? come to help; eh, Pip?" "Pip? whom
32call ye Pip? Pip jumped from the whale-boat. Pip's missing. Let's see now if ye haven't fished him up here, fisherman.
33It drags hard; I guess he's holding on. Jerk him, Tahiti! Jerk him off; we haul in no cowards here. Ho! there's his arm
34just breaking water. A hatchet! a hatchet! cut it off--we haul in no cowards here. Captain Ahab! sir, sir! here's Pip,
35trying to get on board again." "Peace, thou crazy loon," cried the Manxman, seizing him by the arm. "Away from the
36quarter-deck!" "The greater idiot ever scolds the lesser," muttered Ahab, advancing. "Hands off from that holiness!
37Where sayest thou Pip was, boy? "Astern there, sir, astern! Lo! lo!" "And who art thou, boy? I see not my reflection in
38the vacant pupils of thy eyes. Oh God! that man should be a thing for immortal souls to sieve through! Who art thou,
39boy?" "Bell-boy, sir; ship's-crier; ding, dong, ding! Pip! Pip! Pip! One hundred pounds of clay reward for Pip; five
40feet high--looks cowardly--quickest known by that! Ding, dong, ding! Who's seen Pip the coward?" "There can be no hearts
41above the snow-line. Oh, ye frozen heavens! look down here. Ye did beget this luckless child, and have abandoned him, ye
42creative libertines. Here, boy; Ahab's cabin shall be Pip's home henceforth, while Ahab lives. Thou touchest my inmost
43centre, boy; thou art tied to me by cords woven of my heart-strings. Come, let's down." "What's this? here's velvet
44shark-skin," intently gazing at Ahab's hand, and feeling it. "Ah, now, had poor Pip but felt so kind a thing as this,
45perhaps he had ne'er been lost! This seems to me, sir, as a man-rope; something that weak souls may hold by. Oh, sir,
46let old Perth now come and rivet these two hands together; the black one with the white, for I will not let this go."
47"Oh, boy, nor will I thee, unless I should thereby drag thee to worse horrors than are here. Come, then, to my cabin.
48Lo! ye believers in gods all goodness, and in man all ill, lo you! see the omniscient gods oblivious of suffering man;
49and man, though idiotic, and knowing not what he does, yet full of the sweet things of love and gratitude. Come! I feel
50prouder leading thee by thy black hand, than though I grasped an Emperor's!" "There go two daft ones now," muttered the
51old Manxman. "One daft with strength, the other daft with weakness. But here's the end of the rotten line--all dripping,
52too. Mend it, eh? I think we had best have a new line altogether. I'll see Mr. Stubb about it."
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