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
We did not, however, long enjoy this repose; a loud barking from our
dogs, who were on guard outside the tent, awakened us, and the
fluttering and cackling of our poultry warned us that a foe was
approaching. Fritz and I sprang up, and seizing our guns rushed out.
There we found a desperate combat going on; our gallant dogs, surrounded
by a dozen or more large jackals, were fighting bravely. Four of their
opponents lay dead, but the others were in no way deterred by the fate
of their comrades. Fritz and I, however, sent bullets through the heads
of a couple more, and the rest galloped off. Turk and Juno did not
intend that they should escape so cheaply, and pursuing them, they
caught, killed, and devoured another of the animals, regardless of their
near relationship. Fritz wished to save one of the jackals that he might
be able to show it to his brothers in the morning; dragging, therefore,
the one that he had shot near the tent, he concealed it, and we once
more returned to our beds.
Soundly and peacefully we slept until cock-crow next morning, when my
wife and I awoke, and began to discuss the business of the day.
"It seems absolutely necessary, my dear wife," I began "to return at
once to the wreck while it is yet calm, that we may save the poor
animals left there, and bring on shore many articles of infinite value
to us, which, if we do not now recover, we may finally lose entirely. On
the other hand, I feel that there is an immense deal to be done on
shore, and that I ought not to leave you in such an insecure shelter as
this tent."
"Return to the wreck by all means," replied my wife, cheerfully.
"Patience, order, and perseverance will help us through all our work,
and I agree with you that a visit to the wreck is without doubt our
first duty. Come, let us wake the children, and set to work without
delay."
They were soon roused, and Fritz, overcoming his drowsiness before the
others, ran out for his jackal; it was cold and stiff from the night
air, and he placed it on its legs before the tent, in a most life-like
attitude, and stood by to watch the effect upon the family. The dogs
were the first to perceive their enemy, and growling, seemed inclined to
dispose of the animal as they had disposed of its brethren in the night,
but Fritz called them off. The noise the dogs made, however, had the
effect of bringing out the younger children, and many were the
exclamations they made at the sight of the strange animal.
"A yellow dog!" cried Franz.
"A wolf!" exclaimed Jack.
"It is a striped fox," said Ernest.
"Hullo," said Fritz. "The greatest men may make mistakes. Our Professor
does not know a jackal when he sees one."
"But really," continued Ernest, examining the animal, "I think it is a
fox."
"Very well, very well," retorted Fritz, "no doubt you know better than
your father! He thinks it is a jackal."
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