Chapter cxxii - MIDNIGHT ALOFT - THUNDER AND LIGHTNING


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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 the use of thunder? Um, um, um. We don't want thunder; we want rum; give us a glass of rum. Um, um, um!"


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