From e0c6872cf40896c7be36b11dcc744620f10adf1d Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Norbert Preining Date: Mon, 2 Sep 2019 13:46:59 +0900 Subject: Initial commit --- usergrps/uktug/baskervi/8_3/ishmael.tex | 112 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 1 file changed, 112 insertions(+) create mode 100644 usergrps/uktug/baskervi/8_3/ishmael.tex (limited to 'usergrps/uktug/baskervi/8_3/ishmael.tex') diff --git a/usergrps/uktug/baskervi/8_3/ishmael.tex b/usergrps/uktug/baskervi/8_3/ishmael.tex new file mode 100644 index 0000000000..889d5fe97f --- /dev/null +++ b/usergrps/uktug/baskervi/8_3/ishmael.tex @@ -0,0 +1,112 @@ +\documentclass{book} + +\begin{document} +\chapter{Example formatted file}\label{ishmael} +%\addtocontents{toc}{ishmael} +I stuffed a shirt or two into my old carpet-bag, tucked it +under my arm, and started for Cape Horn and the Pacific. Quitting the good +city of old Manhatto, I duly arrived in New Bedford. +It was on a Saturday night in December. Much was I disappointed +upon learning that the little packet for Nantucket had already sailed, and that no +way of reaching that place would offer, till the following Monday. + +As most young candidates for the pains and +penalties of whaling stop at this same New Bedford, thence to embark +on their voyage, it may as well be related that I, for one, had no idea +of so doing. For my mind was made up to sail in no other than a +Nantucket craft, because there was a fine boisterous something about +everything connected with that famous old island, +which amazingly pleased me. Besides though New Bedford has of +late been gradually monopolizing the business of whaling, and though in this matter +poor old Nantucket is now much behind her, yet Nantucket was her great original +--- the Tyre of this Carthage; --- the place where the first dead +American whale was stranded. Where else but from Nantucket did +those aboriginal whalemen, the Red-Men, first sally out +in canoes to give chase to the Leviathan? And where but from +Nantucket, too, did that first adventurous little sloop +put forth, partly laden with imported cobblestones +--- so goes the story --- to throw at the whales, in order to +discover when they were nigh enough to risk a harpoon from the +bowsprit? + +Now having a night, a day, and still another night +following before me in New Bedford, ere I could +embark for my destined port, it became a matter of +concernment where I was to eat and sleep meanwhile. It was a very +dubious-looking, nay, a very dark and dismal night, +bitingly cold and cheerless. I knew no-one in the place. +With anxious grapnels I had sounded my pocket, and only brought up a few +pieces of silver, --- ``So, wherever you +go, Ishmael,'' said I to myself, as I stood in the middle +of a dreary street shouldering my bag, +and comparing the gloom towards the north with the darkness +towards the south --- ``wherever in your wisdom +you may conclude to lodge for the night, my dear +Ishmael, be sure to inquire the price, and don't be too +particular.'' +\end{document} + +Moving on, I at last came to a dim sort of light not far from +the docks, and heard a forlorn creaking in the air; +and looking up, saw a swinging sign over the door +with a white painting upon it, faintly representing a tall straight jet +of misty spray, and these words underneath --- `The Spouter-Inn: +--- Peter Coffin.' + +``Coffin? --- Spouter? --- Rather ominous in that particular +connexion,'' thought I. ``But it is a common name in Nantucket, +they say, and I suppose this Peter is an emigrant +from there.'' As the light looked so dim, +and the place, for the time, looked +quiet enough, and the dilapidated little wooden +house itself looked as if it might have been +carted here from the ruins of some burnt +district, and as the swinging sign had a poverty-stricken +sort of creak to it, I thought that here was the +very spot for cheap lodgings, and the best pea coffee. + +It was a queer sort of place --- a gable-ended old house, +one side palsied as it were, and leaning over sadly. It stood +on a sharp bleak corner, where that tempestuous wind Euroclydon kept +up a worse howling than it ever did about poor +Paul's tossed craft. Euroclydon, nevertheless, is a mighty +pleasant zephyr to any one in-doors, with his feet on the hob +quietly toasting for bed. ``In judging of that tempestuous +wind called Euroclydon,'' says an old writer --- of whose works +I possess the only copy extant --- ``it maketh a +marvellous difference, whether you lookest +out at it from a glass window where the frost +is all on the outside, or whether thou observest it from +that sashless window, where the frost is on both sides, and +of which the wight Death is the only glazier.'' True enough, thought I, +as this passage occurred to my mind --- old black-letter, +thou reasonest well. Yes, these eyes are windows, +and this body of mine is the house. What a pity they +don't stop up the chinks and crannies though, and thrust in a little +lint here and there. But it's too late +to make any improvements now. The universe is finished; +the copestone is on, and the chips were carted off +a million years ago. Poor Lazarus there, +chattering his teeth against the curbstone for his +pillow, and shaking off his tatters with his shiverings, he might +plug up both ears with rags, and put a corn-cob into his +mouth, and yet that would not keep out the +tempestuous Euroclydon. What a fine frosty night; +how Orion glitters; what northern lights! Let them +talk of their oriental summer climes of everlasting +conservatories; give me the privilege of making my +own summer with my own coals. + +But what thinks Lazarus? Can he warm his blue hands +by holding them up to the grand northern lights? Would not +Lazarus rather be in Sumatra than here? Would +he not far rather lay him down lengthwise along the line +of the equator; yea, ye gods! +go down to the fiery pit itself, in order +to keep out this frost? + +But no more of this blubbering now, we are going a-whaling, +and there is plenty of that yet to come. Let us +scrape this ice from our frosted feet, and see what sort of place this +`Spouter' may be. + -- cgit v1.2.3