The life and adventures of Alexander Selkirk, the real Robinson Crusoe : $b A narrative founded on facts. History of the wanderings of Tom Starboard.Howell, John
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The life and adventures of Alexander Selkirk, the real Robinson Crusoe : $b A narrative founded on facts. History of the wanderings of Tom Starboard.
“At night I would find a tree, and lace a rope in and out of two
boughs, so as to form a kind of cradle; thus supported, I slept in
peace, excepting that sometimes the vampire bat would annoy me by
sucking my blood; he did it though so quietly, that I suffered no
pain; and perhaps it was serviceable to me to lose a little blood;
it is not improbable that these flying surgeons kept me in health by
their gentle bleedings. The vampire bat does not subsist entirely by
sucking the blood of living animals; it feeds also on insects and
young fruits.
“One morning, I remember, when I awoke, and was coming down from my
cradle, I found that a rattle snake had coiled itself round the stem
of the tree, and then I really thought it would be all over with me;
but my presence of mind did not forsake me even in this case; for, as
the reptile reared his flat, wide, terrible head, I took such good
aim, and was so near to it that I blew it to atoms. Once I caught a
poisonous serpent, called a _labarri_ snake, that I might look for,
and examine the fangs, which contained its venom. I saw it asleep;
and coming cautiously towards it, I sprang at its neck, which I
grasped tightly with my hands; its mouth was thus forced open; then
taking a small piece of stick, I pressed it on the fang, (the
point of which communicated with the root where the bag of poison is
situated,) and I distinctly saw the venom ooze out: it was of a thick
substance and of a yellow color; of course I killed the creature.”
[Illustration: Starboard in tree]
One day, during my wanderings in South America, I came unawares upon
a herd of wild horses that were grazing quietly on the borders of a
forest. Well,—I had been walking a long way, and felt tired; so I
thought I might as well try to catch one of these horses, and vary
my mode of journeying, by riding. I had read of the manner in which
the Guachos (or South American peasants) catch these animals with
a lasso, or long rope, which has a loop at the end of it; and this
they expertly throw over the head of the animal that they single out:
their dexterity is surprising. I feared, however, to attempt such an
exploit, lest I should fail, and thus frighten them all away: besides
I had no rope that was long enough.
So I set my wits to work, and thus I tried my scheme. I observed
among the trees that skirted the plain, a pool of water: to this pool
I made my way; for, thought I, they will surely come there, by and
by, to drink; so I climbed up into a cinchona, or barktree.
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