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Chapter 122 Midnight Aloft.—Thunder and Lightning

  • The Main-top-sail yard — Tashtego passing new lashings around it.
  • “Um, um, um. Stop that thunder! Plenty too much thunder up here. What’s th_se of thunder? Um, um, um. We don’t want thunder; we want rum; give us _lass of rum. Um, um, um!”