Midnight in the Rigging: Thunder and Lightning

The main-top-sail yard.—Tashtego passing new lashings around it.

The main topsail yard. Tashtego wraps new lashings around the yard.

“Um, um, um. Stop that thunder! Plenty too much thunder up here. What’s the use of thunder? Um, um, um. We don’t want thunder; we want rum; give us a glass of rum. Um, um, um!”

“Um, um, um. Stop that thunder! There’s far too much thunder up here. What’s the point of thunder? Um, um, um. We don’t want thunder. We want rum. Give us a glass of rum. Um, um, um!”