Harper's New Monthly Magazine, vol. 3, no. 18, November, 1851Harper, Various (magazine)
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Harper's New Monthly Magazine, vol. 3, no. 18, November, 1851
Harper, Various (magazine)
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Whale-fishery in the Arctics has been in a declining state for a number
of years; a result which, so far as mere purposes of illumination are
concerned, might have been of minor consequence, seeing that the
substitution of gas for oil-lamps has rendered us comparatively
independent of oil as a lighting agent; but, concurrently with the
introduction of gas, there has been an increased demand for oil for
lubricating machinery, and for other manufacturing purposes; hence
fish-oil has maintained its price remarkably well, notwithstanding an
opposition that at first seemed fatal to it. Greenland was, at the
beginning of the whale-fishing, the resort of the whale, and thither its
pursuers went, and captured it in large numbers; but in process of time,
the animal finding the peace of its ancient home ruthlessly invaded;
retreated to the more northern latitude of Davis Straits. The distance,
although greater, being still practicable, the chase was still
continued, and the slaughter went on as before. Again, the leviathan, as
if conscious that its track was followed, beat another retreat, which
has turned out more successful than the first. Each spring witnessed the
departure of Arctic fleets from every port of note in Britain, and the
regions of the North were instinct with life, in search of the monster
of the deep. Captains would stand, telescope in hand, in the "crow's
nest," perched on the summit of the main-mast, and peer through the
instrument till eye became dim and hand was frozen--boats' crews would
be dispatched, and pull for weary miles in the sea, or drag their skiffs
for still more weary miles on the surface of the ice--men on deck would
gaze wistfully across the main, and mutter charms, or invoke omens; but
all in vain. The ice would close in like iron mountains around them, and
the time would come that they must bend their sails homeward. Then stray
fish would be seen far off, or very shy fish would dart off in their
immediate vicinity, and the disappointed mariners would return for the
season, either with _clean_ vessels, or at best with small cargoes of
oil. Some accounted for the change by asserting that the whale had been
hunted from Davis Straits just as it had been pursued from Greenland,
and that it had betaken itself to still higher and now inaccessible
latitudes;--some held that the animal had diminished in numbers, and as
gestation takes place only once in two years, there was some ground for
this conjecture;--while a third section, who were principally composed
of superannuated Blowhards, and who harpooned only by the fireside, held
pertinaciously to the notion that the failure arose from the
inefficiency of modern fishermen. But, arise from what cause it might,
whales were either not brought home at all, or else they were brought
home in woefully diminished numbers. Owners became discouraged, and
captains sank in despair; harpoons and flinching gear were flung aside,
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