By Herman Melville
A failed mutiny lands the narrator in a Tahitian penitentiary the place he and his significant other are taken care of with interest and kindness. After their eventual unlock, the 2 embark on a sequence of adventures as they paintings at atypical jobs, view conventional rites and customs at the island, and contrive an viewers with the Tahitian queen.
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She had a free, roving commission. According to her papers she might go whither she pleased—whaling, sealing, or any thing else. Sperm whaling, however, was what she relied upon; though, as yet, only two fish had been brought alongside. The day they sailed out of Sydney Heads, the ship’s company, all told, numbered some thirty-two souls; now, they mustered about twenty; the rest had deserted. Even the three junior mates who had headed the whale boats were gone; and of the four harpooners, only one was left, a wild New Zealander, or “Mowree,” as his countrymen are more commonly called in the Pacific.
Another cutter, carrying an armed crew, soon followed. In an hour’s time the first returned, towing the two whale boats, which had been found turned up like tortoises on the beach. Noon came, and nothing more was heard from the deserters. Meanwhile Doctor Long Ghost and myself lounged about, cultivating an acquaintance, and gazing upon the shore scenery. The bay was as calm as death; the sun high and hot; and occasionally a still gliding canoe stole out from behind the headlands, and shot across the water.
The renegado had lived so long on the island, that its customs were quite familiar; and I much lamented that, from the shortness of our stay, he could not tell us more than he did. From the little intelligence gathered, however, I learned to my surprise that, in some things, the people of Hivarhoo, though of the same group of islands, differed considerably from my tropical friends in the valley of Typee. As his tattooing attracted so much remark, Hardy had a good deal to say concerning the manner in which that art was practiced upon the island.