The Sperm Whale's Only Food

A vast, pulpy mass furlong in length and breadth of a glancing cream color, lay floating on the water. innumerable long arms radiating from its centre and curling and twisting like a nest of anacondas as if blindly to clutch at any hapless object within reach. No perceptible face or front did it have, no conceivable token of either sensation or instinct,. but undulated there on the billows, an unearthly, formless, chance like apparition of life. It slowly disappeared again. Starbuck, still gazing at the agitated waters where it had sunk, with a wild voice, exclaimed, almost rather had i seen moby dick and f