The Swiss Family Robinson: A Translation from the Original GermanWyss, Johann David
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The Swiss Family Robinson: A Translation from the Original German
Wyss, Johann David
Family life -- Fiction; Islands -- Fiction; Survival -- Fiction
The sweet acorns of the evergreen oaks were also patronized; large
flocks were then congregated; and from the state of the ground under the
trees it was evident that at night they roosted on the branches. Seeing
this, I determined to make a raid upon them by torchlight, after the
manner of the colonists in Virginia.
Meantime, the birdlime acted well: the pigeons alighting, stuck fast.
The more they fluttered and struggled, the more completely were they
bedaubed with the tenacious mixture, and at length, with piteous cries,
fell to the ground, bearing the sticks with them. The birds were then
removed, fresh lime spread, and the snare set again.
The boys quickly became able to carry on the work without my assistance;
so, leaving it to them, I went to prepare torches, with pine wood and
turpentine, for the night attack.
Jack presently brought a very pretty pigeon, unlike the rest, to show
me, as he felt unwilling to kill it; and seeing that it must be one of
our own European breed, which we wished to preserve until their numbers
greatly increased, I took the trembling captive, and gently cleansed its
feet and wings with oil and ashes from the stiff, sticky mess with which
it was bedaubed, placing it then in a wicker cage, and telling Jack to
bring me any others like it which were caught. This he did; and we
secured several pairs, greatly to my satisfaction, as having necessarily
let them go free when we landed, they had become quite wild and we
derived no advantage from them: whereas now we would have a cot, and
pigeon-pie whenever we liked.
When evening drew on, we set out for the wood of sweet acorns, provided
merely with long bamboo canes, torches, and canvas sacks.
These weapons appeared very curious and insufficient to the children;
but their use was speedily apparent; for darkness having come upon us
almost before we reached the wood, I lighted the torches, and perceived,
as I expected, that every branch was thickly laden with ortolans and
wild pigeons, who were roosting there in amazing numbers.
Suddenly aroused by the glare of light, confusion prevailed among the
terrified birds, who fluttered helplessly through the branches, dazzled
and bewildered, and many falling, even before we began to use the
sticks, were picked up, and put in the bags. When we beat and struck the
branches, it was as much as my wife and Franz could do to gather up the
quantities of pigeons that soon lay on the ground. The sacks were
speedily quite full. We turned homeward, and on reaching Falconhurst,
put our booty in safety, and gladly withdrew to rest.
The following day was wholly occupied in plucking, boiling, roasting,
and stewing, so that we could find time for nothing else; but next
morning a great expedition to Woodlands was arranged, that measures
might there be taken to prevent a repetition of the monkey invasion.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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