Queequeg and the Pequod

Next morning early, leaving queequeg shut up with yojo in our little bedroom. i sallied out among the shipping after much prolonged sauntering and many random inquiries. I learnt that there were three ships up for three years, voyages, the devil damn, the tit bit and the pequod. Pequod was the name of a celebrated tribe of massachusetts indians, now extinct. Her old hull's complexion was darkened like a french grenadier's who has, alike, fought in egypt and siberia. Her venerable bows looked bearded. Her masts cut somewhere on the coast of japan, where her original ones were lost overboard in a