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Call all Hands. Stand by and Lower. 



the man at the mast-head, " Where away is 

 that whale ? What do you call her ?" 



" Right whale, sir, on the lee beam, two 

 miles off ; look out sharp for her !" 



" Sing out when the ship heads for her !" 



" Ay, ay, sir." 



" Keep her away !" said the captain to the 

 man at the helm. "Boy, hand me the spy- 

 glass." " Steady !" sung out the man at the 

 mast-head. " Steady it is !" answered the 

 wheel. The captain then started to go aloft. 

 " Mr. A. (to the mate), you may square in the 

 after yards, and then call all hands." 



" Forward, there !" shouted the mate. " Haul 

 the main-sail up and square the yards ! Bill !" 

 (to an old sailor). Sir ?" " Call all hands !" 

 " Ay, ay, sir. All hands, ahoy !" shouted old 

 Bill, in a voice like a tempest. " Stand by the 

 boats !" In less than no time the deck was 

 alive with men. 



" Boat-steerers, get your boats ready !" In 

 a moment, as it were, the boats were in readi- 

 ness, the tubs put in, the lines bent on to the 

 harpoons, and the crews standing by, ready to 

 follow the boats down to the water, when the 

 word came from the captain to lower away. 

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