Oh Mrs Bugg. You’re never going to conquer your white whale with a pistol.

Transcript:

Mrs Bugg sits in the high crows’-nest of a huge, three-masted ship, which is racing after a large, pale whale breaching just ahead of them. Mrs Bugg waves one arm to indicate a desire for more speed, while the other pops off rounds from a small pistol. The whale, its antennae waving contemptuously, knows it will survive this encounter.

The text reads: “Buggtober 18, 1851: Herman Buggville’s “Moby Bugg” is published as “The Bugg”.”