Into the Ton of Heidelberg

Tashtigo has to ram his long pole harder and harder and deeper and deeper into the ton until some 20 feet of the pole have gone down. Then, remounting aloft, it again goes through the same rou nd until the deep cistern will yield no more. But on a sudden as the eightieth or ninetieth bucket came suckingly up, my god, poor tastigo, like the twin reciprocating bucket, in a veritable well, dropped head foremost down into this great ton of heidelberg. With a horrible, oily gurgling, went clean out of sight. Man overboard cried dago, who, amid the general consternation,