for in their succourless empty-handedness, they, in the heathenish sharked waters, and by the beaches of unrecorded, javelin islands, battled with virgin wonders and terrors that cook with all his marines and muskets would not willingly have dared. all that is made such a flourish of in the old south sea voyages, those things were but the life-time commonplaces of our heroic nantucketers. often, adventures which vancouver dedicates three chapters to, these men accounted unworthy of being set down in the ship’s common log. ah, the world! oh, the world!