The Ocean Waifs Part 30

"So dat wud,--so im wud, fo' sa'tin sure."

"Well, Snowy, as the case stands, thear be no sartinty where the whaler be at this time. The anymal, after being drogued, may a' sweemed many a mile from the place where she war first harpooned. I've knowed 'em to go a score o' knots afore they pulled up; an' this bein' a' old bull,-- one o' the biggest spermacetys I ever see,--she must a sweemed to the full o' that distance afore givin' in. If that's been so, thear ain't much chance o' eyther her or we bein' overhauled by the whaler."

As the sailor ceased speaking he once more directed his glance over the ocean; which, after another minute and careful scrutiny of the horizon, fell back upon the body of the whale, with the same expression of disappointment that before had been observable.

CHAPTER SIXTY.

A CURIOUS CUISINE.

During all that day, the sailor and the ex-cook of the _Pandora_ kept watch from the _summit_ of the dead _cachalot_.

It was not altogether for this purpose they remained there,--since the mast of the _Catamaran_ would have given them an observatory of equal and even greater elevation.

There were several reasons why they did not cast off from the carca.s.s, and continue their westward course: the most important being the hope that the destroyers of the whale might return to take possession of the valuable prize which they had left behind them.

There was, moreover, an undefined feeling of security in lying alongside the leviathan,--almost as great as they might have felt if anch.o.r.ed near the beach of an actual island,--and this had some influence in protracting their stay.

But there was yet another motive which would of itself have caused them to remain at their present moorings for a considerable period of time.

During the intervals of their protracted vigil, they had not been inattentive to the objects immediately around them: and the carca.s.s of the whale had come in for a share of their consideration. A consultation had been held upon it, which had resulted in a determination not to leave the leviathan until they had rendered its remains, or at least a portion of them, useful for some future end.

The old whaleman knew that under that dark epidermis over which, for two days, they had been recklessly treading, there were many valuable substances that might be made available to their use and comfort, on board the _Catamaran_.

First, there was the "blubber," which, if boiled or "tried," would, from the body of an old bull like that, yield at the very least, a hundred barrels of oil.

This they cared nothing about: since they had neither the pots to boil, the casks to hold, nor the craft to carry it,--even if rendered into oil for the market.

But Ben knew that within the skull of the _cachalot_ there was a deposit of pure sperm, that needed no preparation, which would be found of service to them in a way they had already thought of.

This sperm could be reached by simply removing the "junk" which forms the exterior portion of a _cachalot's_ huge snout, and sinking a shaft into the skull. Here would, or should, be found a cavity filled with a delicate cellular tissue, containing ten or a dozen large barrels full of the purest spermaceti.

They did not stand in need of anything like this quant.i.ty. A couple of casks would suffice for their need; and these they desired to obtain for that want which had suggested itself to both s...o...b..ll and the sailor.

They had been long suffering from the absence of fuel,--not wherewith to warm themselves,--but as a means of enabling them to cook their food.

They need suffer no longer. With the spermaceti to be extracted from the "case" of the _cachalot_, they could lay in a stock that would last them for many a day. They had their six casks,--five of them still empty. By using a couple of them to contain the oil, the raft would still be sufficiently buoyant to carry all hands, and not a bit less worthy of the sea.

Both of these brave men had observed the repugnance with which Lilly Lalee partook of their raw repasts. Nothing but hunger enabled her to eat what they could set before her. It had touched the feelings of both; and rendered them desirous of providing her with some kind of food more congenial to the delicate palate of the child.

Long before they had any intention of abandoning the dead body of the whale,--in fact shortly after taking possession of it,--Ben Brace, a.s.sisted by s...o...b..ll and little William,--the latter having also mounted upon the monster's back,--cut open the great cavity of the "case" with the axe; and then inserting a large tin pot,--which had turned up in the sailor's sea-kit,--drew it put again full of liquid spermaceti.

This was carried down to the deck of the _Catamaran_ when the process of making a fire was instantly proceeded with.

By means of some untwisted strands of tarry rope, ingeniously inserted into the oil, the pot was converted into a sort of open lamp,--which only required to be kindled into a flame.

But Ben Brace had not been smoking a pipe for a period of nearly thirty years, without being provided with the means of lighting it. In the same depository from which the tin pot had been obtained was found the proper implements for striking a light,--flint, steel, and tinder,--and, as the latter, within the water-tight compartment of the man-o'-war's-man's chest, having been preserved perfectly dry, there was no difficulty in setting fire to the oil.

It was soon seen burning up over the rim of the pot with a bright clear flame; and a large flake of the dried fish being held over the blaze, in a very short s.p.a.ce of time became done to a turn.

This furnished all of them with a meal much more palatable than any they had eaten since they had been forced to flee from the decks of the burning _Pandora_.

CHAPTER SIXTY ONE.

AN a.s.sEMBLY OF SHARKS.

As the spermaceti in the pot still continued to blaze up,--the wick not yet having burnt out,--it occurred to s...o...b..ll to continue his culinary operations, and broil a sufficient quant.i.ty of the dead fish to serve for supper. The ex-cook, unlike most others of his calling, did not like to see his fuel idly wasted: and therefore, in obedience to the thought that had suggested itself, he brought forth another flake of shark-flesh, and submitted to the flames, as before.

While observing him in the performance of this provident task, a capital idea also occurred to Ben Brace. Since it was possible thus to cook their supper in advance, why not also their breakfast for the following morning, then dinner for the day, their supper of to-morrow night,--in short, all the raw provisions which they had on their hands? By doing this, not only would a fire be no longer necessary, but the fish so cooked,--or even thoroughly dried in the blaze and smoke,--would be likely to keep better. In fact, fish thus preserved,--as is often done with herrings, ling, codfish, mackerel, and haddock,--will remain good for months without suffering the slightest taint of decomposition. It was an excellent idea; and, Ben having communicated it to the others, it was at once determined that it should be carried out.

There was no fear of their running short in the staple article of fuel.

Ben a.s.sured them that the "case" of a _cachalot_ of the largest size,-- such as the one beside them,--often contained five hundred gallons of the liquid spermaceti! Besides, there was the enormous quant.i.ty of junk and blubber,--whole mountains of it,--both of which could be rendered into oil by a process which the whalers term "trying." Other inflammable substances, too, are found in the carca.s.s of the sperm-whale: so that, in the article of fuel, the crew of the _Catamaran_ had been unexpectedly furnished with a stock by which they might keep up a blazing fire for the whole of a twelvemonth.

It was no longer any scarcity of fuel that could hinder them from cooking on a large scale, but a scantiness of the provisions to be cooked; and they were now greatly troubled at the thought of their larder having got so low.

While Ben Brace and s...o...b..ll stood pondering upon this, and mutually murmuring their regrets, a thought suddenly came into the mind of the sailor which was calculated to give comfort to all.

"As for the provisions in our locker," said he, "we can easily 'plenish them, such as they be. Look there, n.i.g.g.e.r. There be enough raw meat to keep ye a' cookin' till your wool grows white."

The sailor, as he said this, simply nodded toward the sea.

It needed no further pointing out to understand what he meant by the phrase "raw meat." Scores of sharks,--both of the blue and white species,--attended by their pilots and suckers, were swimming around the carca.s.s of the _cachalot_. The sea seemed alive with them. Scarce a square rod, within a circle of several hundred fathoms' circ.u.mference, that did not exhibit their stiff, wicked-looking dorsal fins cutting sharply above the surface.

Of course the presence of the dead whale accounted for this unusual concourse of the tyrants of the deep. Not that they had any intention of directing their attack upon it: for, from the peculiar conformation of his mouth, the shark is incapable of feeding upon the carca.s.s of a large whale. But having, no doubt, accompanied the chase at the time the _cachalot_ had been harpooned, they were now staying by a dead body, from an instinct that told them its destroyers would return, and supply them with its flesh in convenient morsels,--while occupied in _flensing_ it.

"Ugh!" exclaimed the sailor; "they look hungry enough to bite at any bait we may throw out to them. We won't have much trouble in catchin'

as many o' 'em as we want."

"A doan b'lieve, Ma.s.sa Brace, we hab got nebba such a ting as a shark-hook 'board de _Cat'maran_."

"Don't make yourself uneasy 'bout that," rejoined the sailor, in a confident tone. "Shark-hook be blowed! I see somethin' up yonder worth a score o' shark-hooks. The brutes be as tame as turtles turned on their backs. They're always so about a dead spermacety. Wi' one o'

them ere tools as be stickin' in the side o' the old bull, if I don't pull a few o' them out o' water, I never handled a harpoon, that's all.

Ye may stop your cookin' Snowy, an' go help me. When we've got a few sharks catched an' cut up, then you can go at it again on a more 'stensive scale. Come along, my hearty!"

As Ben terminated his speech, he strode across the deck of the raft, and commenced clambering up on the carca.s.s.

s...o...b..ll, who perceived the wisdom of his old comrade's design, let go the flake of fish he had been holding in the blaze; and, parting from the pot, once more followed the sailor up the steep side of the _cachalot_.

CHAPTER SIXTY TWO.

A DANGEROUS EQUILIBRIUM.

Ben had taken along with him the axe; and, proceeding towards one of the harpoons,--still buried in the body of the whale,--he commenced cutting it out.

In a few moments a deep cavity was hewn out around the shank of the harpoon; which was further deepened, until the barbed blade was wellnigh laid bare. s...o...b..ll, impatiently seizing the stout wooden shaft, gave it a herculean pluck, that completely detached the arrow from the soft blubber in which it had been imbedded.