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Title: Harper's New Monthly Magazine Volume 21 June to November 1860
Year: 1860 (1860s)
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Publisher: New York: Harper & Brothers Publishers
Contributing Library: Brigham Young University-Idaho, David O. McKay Library
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ung to the whale. Another cut loosed him, and he roseto the surface and was taken on board his boat,having been deep enough down to have seen thegreat squid. There, too, was Captain Tid, who, havingcruised unsuccessfully for a long time in theNorth Pacific, at length saw whales near theship one evening about sunset. Contrary torule he went out against them at this late hour,and as he rowed toward the nearest spout, amonstrous fish rose under the bow of his boatand bit a hole in the bottom. The water rushedin; but as the oarsmen sit with their backs to the bow, none saw the danger but himself. Hequietly stopped the leak with a boat-swab anddrove on. It Avas dark when he dimly discernedthe black hump of a whale emerge from the\ Avater before him. Without pausing to considerwhether he was head or tail on, the stout har-pooner struck home. The fish darted and towedthem all night, but by dawn the boatmen hadtheir turn in towing the dead whale back to theship which had followed in their wake.
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A PLEASUEE TARTY. SPIDERS:—THEIR STRUCTURE AND HABITS. 461 Upon such stories as these the young Vine-yarder is nurtured. He is weaned upon ship-biscuit, and cuts his teeth upon a sea-shell. Assoon as he can fairly walk he may be seen fish-ing from the wharf or throwing hand-lines intothe surf. About the time that the young Vir-ginian mounts his first pony for a ride aroundthe paternal estate the Island Boy holds thetiller of his sail-boat, galloping over the salt-seawaves—the estate of his fathers. In youth, thefizgig and harpoon supply the place of the rifleand fowling-piece; and the great ambition of hislife to be a Captain supersedes and swallows upall other ambitions—Congress and the Presi-dency included. In short, at Edgartown everything smells of the sea; the weather-vanes areall whales and sword-fish. Every bevy of prettygirls you may chance to meet, walking or driving(and they are not few), are some Captains daugh-ters ; every meek-eyed matron, fair and demure,is a Capta

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