the liquor soon mounted into their heads, as it generally does even with the arrantest topers newly landed from sea, and they began capering about most obstreperously.
(from the spouter-inn chapter)
when stubb reappeared, he came with a dark flask in one hand, and a sort of tea-caddy in the other. the first contained strong spirits, and was handed to queequeg; the second was aunt charity's gift, and that was freely given to the waves.
(from the monkey rope chapter)
"that drove the spigot out of him!" cries stubb. "'tis july's immortal fourth; all fountains must run wine to-day! would now, it were old orleans whiskey, or old ohio, or unspeakable old monongahela! then, tashtego, lad, i'd have ye hold a canakin to the jet, and we'd drink round it! yea, verily, hearts alive, we'd brew choice punch in the spread of his spout-hole there, and from that live punch-bowl quaff the living stuff!"
(from pitchpoling chapter)
herman melville: moby-dick, 1851
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