
         
        Herman
        Melville was the author of an account of what we'd now consider an illegal activity,
        the commercial hunting of whales for oil and meat.
         
 
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        CHAPTER 12. Biographical
        
        Queequeg was a native of Rokovoko, an island far away to the West and South. It is not down in any map; true places never are.
        
        When a new-hatched savage running wild about his native woodlands in a grass clout, followed by the nibbling goats, as if he were a green sapling; even then, in Queequeg's ambitious soul, lurked a strong desire to see something more of Christendom than a specimen whaler or two. His father was a High Chief, a King; his uncle a High Priest; and on the maternal side he boasted aunts who were the wives of unconquerable warriors. There was excellent blood in his veins—royal stuff; though sadly vitiated, I fear, by the cannibal propensity he nourished in his untutored youth.
        
        A Sag Harbor ship visited his father's bay, and  Queequeg sought a passage to Christian lands. But the ship, having her full complement of seamen, spurned his suit; and not all the King his father's influence could prevail. But Queequeg vowed a vow. Alone in his canoe, he paddled off to a distant strait, which he knew the ship must pass through when she quitted the island. On one side was a coral reef; on the other a low tongue of land, covered with mangrove thickets that grew out into the water. Hiding his canoe, still afloat, among these thickets, with its prow seaward, he sat down in the stern, paddle low in hand; and when the ship was gliding by, like a flash he darted out; gained her side; with one backward dash of his foot capsized and sank his canoe; climbed up the chains; and throwing himself at full length upon the deck, grappled a ring-bolt there, and swore not to let it go, though hacked in pieces.
        
        In vain the captain threatened to throw him overboard; suspended a cutlass over his naked wrists; Queequeg was the son of a King, and Queequeg budged not. Struck by his desperate dauntlessness, and his wild desire to visit Christendom, the captain at last relented, and told him he might make himself at home. But this fine young savage—this sea Prince of Wales, never saw the Captain's cabin. They put him down among the sailors, and made a whaleman of him. But like Czar Peter content to toil in the shipyards of foreign cities, Queequeg disdained no seeming ignominy, if thereby he might happily gain the power of enlightening his untutored countrymen. For at bottom—so he told me—he was actuated by a profound desire to learn among the Christians, the arts whereby to make his people still happier than they were; and more than that, still better than they were. But, alas! the practices of whalemen soon convinced him that even Christians could be both miserable and wicked; infinitely more so, than all his father's heathens. Arrived at last in old Sag Harbor; and seeing what the sailors did there; and then going on to Nantucket, and seeing how they spent their wages in that place also, poor Queequeg gave it up for lost. Thought he, it's a wicked world in all meridians; I'll die a pagan.
        
        And thus an old idolator at heart, he yet lived among these Christians, wore their clothes, and tried to talk their gibberish. Hence the queer ways about him, though now some time from home.
        
        By hints, I asked him whether he did not propose going back, and having a coronation; since he might now consider his father dead and gone, he being very old and feeble at the last accounts. He answered no, not yet; and added that he was fearful Christianity, or rather Christians, had unfitted him for ascending the pure and undefiled throne of thirty pagan Kings before him. But by and by, he said, he would return,—as soon as he felt himself baptized again. For the nonce, however, he proposed to sail about, and sow his wild oats in all four oceans. They had made a harpooneer of him, and that barbed iron was in lieu of a sceptre now.
        
        I asked him what might be his immediate purpose, touching his future movements. He answered, to go to sea again, in his old vocation. Upon this, I told him that whaling was my own design, and informed him of my intention to sail out of Nantucket, as being the most promising port for an adventurous whaleman to embark from. He at once resolved to accompany me to that island, ship aboard the same vessel, get into the same watch, the same boat, the same mess with me, in short to share my every hap; with both my hands in his, boldly dip into the Potluck of both worlds. To all this I joyously assented; for besides the affection I now felt for Queequeg, he was an experienced
         harpooneer, and as such, could not fail to be of great usefulness to one, who, like me, was wholly ignorant of the mysteries of whaling, though well acquainted with the sea, as known to merchant seamen.
        
        His story being ended with his pipe's last dying puff, Queequeg embraced me, pressed his forehead against mine, and blowing out the light, we rolled over from each other, this way and that, and very soon were sleeping.
         
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        BOOK
        CHAPTERS
        
        
        CHAPTER 1. Loomings.
        CHAPTER
        2. The Carpet-Bag.
        CHAPTER
        3. The Spouter-Inn.
        CHAPTER
        4. The Counterpane.
        CHAPTER
        5. Breakfast.
        CHAPTER
        6. The Street.
        CHAPTER
        7. The Chapel.
        CHAPTER
        8. The Pulpit.
        CHAPTER
        9. The Sermon.
        CHAPTER
        10. A Bosom Friend.
        CHAPTER
        11. Nightgown.
        CHAPTER
        12. Biographical.
        CHAPTER
        13. Wheelbarrow.
        CHAPTER
        14. Nantucket.
        CHAPTER
        15. Chowder.
        CHAPTER
        16. The Ship.
        CHAPTER
        17. The Ramadan.
        CHAPTER
        18. His Mark.
        CHAPTER
        19. The Prophet.
        CHAPTER
        20. All Astir.
        CHAPTER
        21. Going Aboard.
        CHAPTER
        22. Merry Christmas.
        CHAPTER
        23. The Lee Shore.
        CHAPTER
        24. The Advocate.
        CHAPTER
        25. Postscript.
        CHAPTER
        26. Knights and Squires.
        CHAPTER
        27. Knights and Squires.
        CHAPTER
        28. Ahab, Captain.
        CHAPTER
        29. Enter Ahab; to Him, Stubb.
        CHAPTER
        30. The Pipe.
        CHAPTER
        31. Queen Mab.
        CHAPTER
        32. Cetology.
        CHAPTER
        33. The Specksnyder.
        CHAPTER
        34. The Cabin-Table.
        CHAPTER
        35. The Mast-Head.
        CHAPTER
        36. The Quarter-Deck.
        CHAPTER
        37. Sunset.
        CHAPTER
        38. Dusk.
        CHAPTER
        39. First Night Watch.
        CHAPTER
        40. Midnight, Forecastle.
        CHAPTER
        41. Moby Dick.
        CHAPTER
        42. The Whiteness of The Whale.
        CHAPTER
        43. Hark!
        CHAPTER
        44. The Chart.
        CHAPTER
        45. The Affidavit.
        CHAPTER
        46. Surmises.
        CHAPTER
        47. The Mat-Maker.
        CHAPTER
        48. The First Lowering.
        CHAPTER
        49. The Hyena.
        CHAPTER
        50. Ahab's Boat and Crew. Fedallah.
        CHAPTER
        51. The Spirit-Spout.
        CHAPTER
        52. The Albatross.
        CHAPTER
        53. The Gam.
        CHAPTER
        54. The Town-Ho's Story.
        CHAPTER
        55. Of the Monstrous Pictures of Whales.
        CHAPTER
        56. Of the Less Erroneous Pictures of Whales, and the True
        CHAPTER
        57. Of Whales in Paint; in Teeth; in Wood; in Sheet-Iron; in
        CHAPTER
        58. Brit.
        CHAPTER
        59. Squid.
        CHAPTER
        60. The Line.
        CHAPTER
        61. Stubb Kills a Whale.
        CHAPTER
        62. The Dart.
        CHAPTER
        63. The Crotch.
        CHAPTER
        64. Stubb's Supper.
        CHAPTER
        65. The Whale as a Dish.
        CHAPTER
        66. The Shark Massacre.
        CHAPTER
        67. Cutting In
        CHAPTER
        69. The Funeral.
        CHAPTER
        70. The Sphynx.
        CHAPTER
        71. The Jeroboam's Story.
        CHAPTER
        72. The Monkey-Rope.
        CHAPTER
        73. Stubb and Flask Kill a Right Whale; and Then Have a Talk
        CHAPTER
        74. The Sperm Whale's Head—Contrasted View.
        CHAPTER
        75. The Right Whale's Head—Contrasted View.
        CHAPTER
        76. The Battering-Ram.
        CHAPTER
        77. The Great Heidelburgh Tun.
        CHAPTER
        78. Cistern and Buckets.
        CHAPTER
        79. The Prairie.
        CHAPTER
        80. The Nut.
        CHAPTER
        81. The Pequod Meets The Virgin.
        CHAPTER
        82. The Honour and Glory of Whaling.
        CHAPTER
        83. Jonah Historically Regarded.
        CHAPTER
        84. Pitchpoling.
        CHAPTER
        85. The Fountain.
        CHAPTER
        86. The Tail.
        CHAPTER
        87. The Grand Armada.
        CHAPTER
        88. Schools and Schoolmasters.
        CHAPTER
        89. Fast-Fish and Loose-Fish.
        CHAPTER
        90. Heads or Tails.
        CHAPTER
        91. The Pequod Meets The Rose-Bud.
        CHAPTER
        92. Ambergris.
        CHAPTER
        93. The Castaway.
        CHAPTER
        94. A Squeeze of the Hand.
        CHAPTER
        95. The Cassock.
        CHAPTER
        96. The Try-Works.
        CHAPTER
        97. The Lamp.
        CHAPTER
        98. Stowing Down and Clearing Up.
        CHAPTER
        99. The Doubloon.
        CHAPTER
        100. Leg and Arm.
        CHAPTER
        101. The Decanter.
        CHAPTER
        102. A Bower in the Arsacides.
        CHAPTER
        103. Measurement of The Whale's Skeleton.
        CHAPTER
        104. The Fossil Whale.
        CHAPTER
        105. Does the Whale's Magnitude Diminish?—Will He Perish?
        CHAPTER
        106. Ahab's Leg.
        CHAPTER
        107. The Carpenter.
        CHAPTER
        108. Ahab and the Carpenter.
        CHAPTER
        109. Ahab and Starbuck in the Cabin.
        CHAPTER
        110. Queequeg in His Coffin.
        CHAPTER
        111. The Pacific.
        CHAPTER
        112. The Blacksmith.
        CHAPTER
        113. The Forge.
        CHAPTER
        114. The Gilder.
        CHAPTER
        115. The Pequod Meets The Bachelor.
        CHAPTER
        116. The Dying Whale.
        CHAPTER
        117. The Whale Watch.
        CHAPTER
        118. The Quadrant.
        CHAPTER
        119. The Candles.
        CHAPTER
        120. The Deck Towards the End of the First Night Watch.
        CHAPTER
        121. Midnight.—The Forecastle Bulwarks.
        CHAPTER
        122. Midnight Aloft.—Thunder and Lightning.
        CHAPTER
        123. The Musket.
        CHAPTER
        124. The Needle.
        CHAPTER
        125. The Log and Line.
        CHAPTER
        126. The Life-Buoy.
        CHAPTER
        127. The Deck.
        CHAPTER
        128. The Pequod Meets The Rachel.
        CHAPTER
        129. The Cabin.
        CHAPTER
        130. The Hat.
        CHAPTER
        131. The Pequod Meets The Delight.
        CHAPTER
        132. The Symphony.
        CHAPTER
        133. The Chase—First Day.
        CHAPTER
        134. The Chase—Second Day.
        CHAPTER
        135. The Chase.—Third Day.
        Epilogue
     
     
     
    
     
     
     
        Moby
        Dick is the antogonist in this story of a great white 'bull' sperm  whale that fought back at
        whalers who tried to harpoon him.
 
The idea came to Herman Melville after
        he spent time on a commercial whaler, where stories abounded of the
        sinking of the  Essex in 1821 and Mocha
        Dick, a giant  sperm whale that sank around 20 ships, before being
        harpooned in 1838.
 
Herman
        realised how fixated the sailors became, and he also became with the
        thought that there was a whale that nobody could catch, that represented
        a real risk to the whalers hunting whales, in that it was more sport
        than commercial operations.
 
Without
        any doubt this is one of the greatest novels coming out of America at
        this time and way off the beaten track, making it so interesting,
        reflecting the state of whaling and the economic importance in the
        developing the nation - giving the general public a taste of something
        adventurous that most people never think about.
 
Many
        films and graphic novel adaptations have been inspired by the writings
        of Herman Melville, from Marvel
        and Disney
        comics with good cause.
 
One
        such production in 2020 is a graphic novel about a giant  humpback whale
        called Kulo
        Luna, that sinks a modern  whaling boat, much as depicted in Herman
        Melville's Moby
        Dick, except that is this day and age whales have explosive harpoons
        to contend with, and sonar, from which there is no escape.
     
     
     
    
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