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
"You must go more carefully to work, or it will look as dull as the
first. You destroyed its true form, which is that of a pyramid, with six
sides or faces."
We remained some time in this interesting grotto, but our light burnt
low after we had examined it in different directions; and Fritz having
secured a large lump, which exhibited several crystals in perfection, we
quitted the place, Fritz discharging a farewell shot for the sake of
hearing the grand echoes.
On reaching the open air we saw poor Jack sobbing bitterly, but as soon
as we appeared he ran joyfully toward us, and threw himself into my
arms.
"My child, what is the matter?" I cried anxiously.
"Oh, I thought you were lost! I heard a noise twice, as if the rocks had
shattered down; and I thought you and Fritz were crushed in the ruins!
It was horrible! How glad I am to see you!"
I comforted the child, and explained the noises he had heard, inquiring
why he was alone?
"Ernest is over there among the reeds: I daresay he did not hear the
shots."
I found Ernest busily engaged in weaving a basket in which to catch
fish; he had devised it ingeniously, with a funnel-shaped entrance;
through which the fish passing would not easily find their way out, but
would remain swimming about in the wide part of the apparatus.
"I shot a young serpent while you were away, father," said he. "It lies
there covered with rushes; it is nearly four feet long, and as thick as
my arm."
"A serpent!" cried I, hurrying toward it in alarm, and fearing there
must be a brood of them in the swamp after all.
"A fine large eel, you mean, my boy. This will provide an excellent
supper for us to-night. I am glad you had the courage to kill it,
instead of taking to your heels and fleeing from the supposed serpent."
"Well, I thought it would be so horrid to be pursued and caught that I
preferred facing it; my shot took effect, but it was very difficult to
kill the creature outright, it moved about although its head was
smashed."
"The tenacity of life possessed by eels is very remarkable," I said. "I
have heard that the best mode of killing them is to grasp them by the
neck and slap their tails smartly against a stone or post."
We made our way back more easily by keeping close to the cliffs, where
the ground was firmer, and found the mother washing clothes at the
fountain. She rejoiced greatly at our safe return, and was much pleased
with the supply of fuller's earth, as she said there was now very little
soap left. The eel was cooked for supper, and during the evening a full
account was given of our passage through the swamp, and discovery of the
rock-crystal cavern.
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