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Chapter 19
Andyet,afterall,this,andtheaffairofthesmallfish,weremereindispositionsduetotheforeignnessofthefoodtomystomach,whichhadlearnedtoprosperonsealmeatandonnothingbutsealmeat.
OfthatonewhaleIpreservedafullyear’ssupplyofprovision.Also,underthesun’srays,intherockhollows,Itriedoutmuchoftheoil,which,withtheadditionofsalt,wasawelcomethinginwhichtodipmystripsofseal-meatwhilstdining.OutofmypreciousragsofshirtsIcouldevenhavecontrivedawick,sothat,withtheharpoonforsteelandrockforflint,Imighthavehadalightatnight.Butitwasavainthing,andIspeedilyforwentthethoughtofit.IhadnoneedforlightwhenGod’sdarknessdescended,forIhadschooledmyselftosleepfromsundowntosunrise,winterandsummer.
I,DarrellStanding,cannotrefrainfrombreakinginonthisrecitalofanearlierexistenceinordertonoteaconclusionofmyown.
