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
My elder sons often made expeditions of which we knew nothing until
their return after many hours; when any uneasiness I might have felt was
dissipated by their joyous appearance, and reproof always died away on
my lips.
Fritz had been absent one whole day from Rockburg, and not until
evening did we remark that his cajack was gone, and that he must be out
at sea.
Anxious to see him return before nightfall, I went off to Shark Island
with Ernest and Jack, in order to look out for him from the watch tower
there, at the same time hoisting our signal flag, and loading the gun.
Long we gazed across the expanse of ocean glittering in the level beams
of the setting sun, and finally discerned a small black speck in the
distance which, by the telescope, was proved to be the returning
wanderer.
I remarked that his skiff sailed at a slower rate than usual toward the
shore. The cannon was fired to let him know that his approach was
observed, and then we joyfully hurried back to receive him at the
harbor.
It was easy to see, as he drew near, what had delayed his progress. The
cajack towed a large sack, besides being heavily laden.
"Welcome, Fritz!" I cried. "Welcome back, wherever you come from, and
whatever you bring. You seem to have quite a cargo there!"
"Yes, and my trip has led to discoveries as well as booty," answered he;
"interesting discoveries which will tempt us again in the same
direction. Come, boys, let's carry up the things, and while I rest I
will relate my adventures."
As soon as possible all assembled round him.
"I think my absence without leave deserves reproach instead of this warm
reception, father, and I must apologize for it," he began. "But ever
since I possessed the cajack it has been my ambition to make a voyage of
discovery along the coast, which we have never explored beyond the point
at which I killed the walrus.
"In order to be ready to start without delay when a convenient
opportunity offered, I made preparations beforehand, such as
provisioning my skiff, fixing the compass in front of my seat, arranging
conveniently rifle, harpoon, ax, boat-hook, and fishing net. I also
resolved to take with me Pounce, my eagle, and this I always will do in
future.
"This morning dawned magnificently; the calm sea, the gentle breeze, all
drew me irresistibly to the fulfillment of my purpose.
"I left the harbor unperceived, the current quickly bore me out to sea,
and I rounded the point to the left, passing just over the spot where,
beneath the waves, lie the guns, cannon balls, ironwork, and all that
was indestructible about our good old wreck. And would you believe it?
Through the glassy clear water, undisturbed by a ripple, I actually saw
many such things strewn on the flat rocky bottom.
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