Therearecertainqueertimesandoccasionsinthisstrangemixedaffairwecalllifewhenamantakesthiswholeuniverseforavastpracticaljoke,thoughthewitthereofhebutdimlydiscerns,andmorethansuspectsthatthejokeisatnobody’sexpensebuthisown. However,nothingdispirits,andnothingseemsworthwhiledisputing. Heboltsdownallevents,allcreeds,andbeliefs,andpersuasions,allhardthingsvisibleandinvisible,nevermindhowknobby;asanostrichofpotentdigestiongobblesdownbulletsandgunflints. Andasforsmalldifficultiesandworryings,prospectsofsuddendisaster,periloflifeandlimb;allthese,anddeathitself,seemtohimonlysly,good-naturedhits,andjollypunchesinthesidebestowedbytheunseenandunaccountableoldjoker. ThatoddsortofwaywardmoodIamspeakingof,comesoveramanonlyinsometimeofextremetribulation;itcomesintheverymidstofhisearnestness,sothatwhatjustbeforemighthaveseemedtohimathingmostmomentous,nowseemsbutapartofthegeneraljoke. Thereisnothingliketheperilsofwhalingtobreedthisfreeandeasysortofgenial,desperadophilosophy;andwithitInowregardedthiswholevoyageofthePequod,andthegreatWhiteWhaleitsobject. “Queequeg,”saidI,whentheyhaddraggedme,thelastman,tothedeck,andIwasstillshakingmyselfinmyjackettoflingoffthewater;“Queequeg,myfinefriend,doesthissortofthingoftenhappen?” Withoutmuchemotion,thoughsoakedthroughjustlikeme,hegavemetounderstandthatsuchthingsdidoftenhappen. “Mr.Stubb,”saidI,turningtothatworthy,who,buttonedupinhisoil-jacket,wasnowcalmlysmokinghispipeintherain;“Mr.Stubb,IthinkIhaveheardyousaythatofallwhalemenyouevermet,ourchiefmate,Mr.Starbuck,isbyfarthemostcarefulandprudent. Isupposethen,thatgoingplumponaflyingwhalewithyoursailsetinafoggysquallistheheightofawhaleman’sdiscretion?” “Certain.I’veloweredforwhalesfromaleakingshipinagaleoffCapeHorn.” “Mr.Flask,”saidI,turningtolittleKing-Post,whowasstandingcloseby;“youareexperiencedinthesethings,andIamnot. Willyoutellmewhetheritisanunalterablelawinthisfishery,Mr.Flask,foranoarsmantobreakhisownbackpullinghimselfback-foremostintodeath’sjaws?” “Can’tyoutwistthatsmaller?”saidFlask.“Yes,that’sthelaw. Ishouldliketoseeaboat’screwbackingwateruptoawhalefaceforemost.Ha,ha! thewhalewouldgivethemsquintforsquint,mindthat!” Herethen,fromthreeimpartialwitnesses,Ihadadeliberatestatementoftheentirecase. Considering,therefore,thatsquallsandcapsizingsinthewaterandconsequentbivouacksonthedeep,weremattersofcommonoccurrenceinthiskindoflife;consideringthatatthesuperlativelycriticalinstantofgoingontothewhaleImustresignmylifeintothehandsofhimwhosteeredtheboat-oftentimesafellowwhoatthatverymomentisinhisimpetuousnessuponthepointofscuttlingthecraftwithhisownfranticstampings;consideringthattheparticulardisastertoourownparticularboatwaschieflytobeimputedtoStarbuck’sdrivingontohiswhalealmostintheteethofasquall,andconsideringthatStarbuck,notwithstanding,wasfamousforhisgreatheedfulnessinthefishery;consideringthatIbelongedtothisuncommonlyprudentStarbuck’sboat;andfinallyconsideringinwhatadevil’schaseIwasimplicated,touchingtheWhiteWhale:takingallthingstogether,Isay,IthoughtImightaswellgobelowandmakearoughdraftofmywill. “Queequeg,”saidI,“comealong,youshallbemylawyer,executor,andlegatee.” Itmayseemstrangethatofallmensailorsshouldbetinkeringattheirlastwillsandtestaments,buttherearenopeopleintheworldmorefondofthatdiversion. ThiswasthefourthtimeinmynauticallifethatIhaddonethesamething. Aftertheceremonywasconcludeduponthepresentoccasion,Ifeltalltheeasier;astonewasrolledawayfrommyheart. Besides,allthedaysIshouldnowlivewouldbeasgoodasthedaysthatLazaruslivedafterhisresurrection;asupplementarycleangainofsomanymonthsorweeksasthecasemaybe. Isurvivedmyself;mydeathandburialwerelockedupinmychest. Ilookedroundmetranquillyandcontentedly,likeaquietghostwithacleanconsciencesittinginsidethebarsofasnugfamilyvault. Nowthen,thoughtI,unconsciouslyrollingupthesleevesofmyfrock,heregoesforacool,collecteddiveatdeathanddestruction,andthedevilfetchthehindmost.