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
"There were other mounds or lodges close by, and seeking an entrance to
one I stretched my game bag across it, and then hammered on the roof
till a whole lot of rats sprang out, several right into the bag. I hit
away right and left, but began to repent of my audacity when I found the
whole community swarming about in the wildest excitement, some escaping,
but many stopping in bewilderment, while others actually attacked me.
"It was anything but pleasant, I assure you, and I began to think of
Bishop Hatto in the Mouse Tower on the Rhine. Knips liked it as little
as I did, and skipped about desperately to get out of their way, though
he now and then seized a rat by the neck in his teeth.
"Just as I began to shout for help, Juno came dashing through the reeds
and water, and made quick work with the enemy, all flying from her
attack.
"My mother had great difficulty in forcing her way through the marsh to
the scene of action, but reached me at last; and we collected all the
slain to show you, and for the sake of their skins."
This account excited my curiosity, and I went to examine the place
Ernest described: where I found, to my surprise, an arrangement much
like a beaver dam, though on a small scale, and less complete.
"You have discovered a colony of beaver rats," said I to Ernest, "so
called from their resemblance in skill and manner of life to that
wonderful creature.
"Muskrat, musquash, and ondatra are other names given to them. They
have, you see, webbed feet and flattened tails, and we shall find that
they carry two small glands containing the scented substance called
musk. The sooner we strip off the skins the better; they will be useful
for making caps."
We went back to the house, and met Fritz and Jack just returned from
their excursion, reporting that no trace of serpents, great or small,
had been met with.
Jack carried in his hat about a dozen eggs; and Fritz had shot a couple
of heath fowls, a cock and hen.
We sat down to supper, Franz eager to partake of his capybara. Even he
himself made a face at the peculiar flavor of the meat.
"It is the musk which you taste," said I; and I described to them the
various animals in which this strange liquid is found; the musk deer,
musk ox, crocodile, muskrat of India (also called coudeli, which taints
a corked bottle of wine, if it only runs across it), concluding with an
account of the civet, called also civet-cat.
"The civet," said I, "is a handsome black and white animal, and the
perfume obtained from it was formerly considered a valuable medicine; in
the present day it is used chiefly as a scent. This odoriferous
substance is secreted, _i. e._, formed, in a double glandular pouch near
the tail, and the Dutch keep the creature in captivity, so that it shall
afford them a continual supply.
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