Whale Oil - The Secret Weapon of the Whale's Life

One day the planks stream with freshets of blood and oil. On the sacred quarter deck, enormous masses of the whale's head are profanely piled. Great rusty casks lie about as in a brewery yard. The smoke from the tryworks has besooted all the bulwarks. This done, the hatches are replaced and hermetically closed like a closet walled up sperm fishery.