. A voyage to the arctic in the whaler Aurora. f U). a.^«_ /^o^t^d^ Page of a Whalers Log. A Fait Fish IN THE WHALER AURORA 179 working hard all night, I was ready for breakfastwhen we reached the ship. The fast boats hadcome on board, taking their lines in with the breakfast all hands were called and it tookmany hours to flense this big fish, the bone ofwhich was 10^ feet. I examined the flukes afterthe blubber had been removed from them; theywere like huge hands with nicely proportionedfingers. I entered in the log the death of the fish,and a little picture of its tail. This is t
. A voyage to the arctic in the whaler Aurora. f U). a.^«_ /^o^t^d^ Page of a Whalers Log. A Fait Fish IN THE WHALER AURORA 179 working hard all night, I was ready for breakfastwhen we reached the ship. The fast boats hadcome on board, taking their lines in with the breakfast all hands were called and it tookmany hours to flense this big fish, the bone ofwhich was 10^ feet. I examined the flukes afterthe blubber had been removed from them; theywere like huge hands with nicely proportionedfingers. I entered in the log the death of the fish,and a little picture of its tail. This is the cus-tom. In the log there was a paper model, whichwas held on the page with the finger and tracedaround the edge with a pencil. Then it wasshaded, according to the ability of the artist,and the name of the harpooner was written each side was stated whether killed by gun orhand, or both, and below was written the lengthof the bone. Should the harpoon draw, and thewhale be lost, half a tail was sketched. During the flensing, one of our firemen, BobGraham, appeared at the engi
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