Alfred Dulltop Stormalong stood four fathoms tall but Mocha Dick, the white whale, spat in his eye, so he set out for the West. In the woods his deeds rivaled Paul Bunyan, later on the plains he equaled Pecos Bill, but salt was in his blood and he had to go back to Nantucket. He drank some shark soup from a dory and went to sea again, determined to haul in his enemy. He rods the whale like mad, until the gigantic mammal died from exhaustion.