The Swiss Family Robinson; or, Adventures on a Desert IslandWyss, Johann David
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The Swiss Family Robinson; or, Adventures on a Desert Island
Wyss, Johann David
Family life -- Fiction; Islands -- Fiction; Survival -- Fiction
"From the fir," said I to the boys, "we get turpentine and tar, and thus
it is that the fir tree becomes such a valuable article of commerce. So
we may look forward to preparing pitch for our yacht, with tar and oil,
you know, and cart-grease, too, with tar and fat. I do not know that you
will equally appreciate the terebinth tree; a gum issues from incisions
in the bark which hardens in the sun, and becomes as transparent as
amber; when burned it gives forth a most delicious perfume, and when
dissolved in spirits of wine, forms a beautiful transparent varnish."
The completion of our new farmhouse occupied us several days; we wove
strong lianas and other creepers together to form the walls to the
height of about six feet; the rest, up to the roof, we formed merely of
a lattice-work of laths to admit both air and light. Within we divided
the house into three parts; one subdivided into stalls for the animals;
a second fitted with perches for the birds, and a third, simply
furnished with a rough table and benches, to serve as a sleeping
apartment for ourselves, when we should find it necessary to pay the
place a visit. In a short time the dwelling was most comfortably
arranged, and as we daily filled the feeding troughs with the food the
animals best liked, they showed no inclination to desert the spot we had
chosen for them.
Yet, hard as we had worked, we found that the provisions we had brought
with us would be exhausted before we could hope to be able to leave the
farm. I therefore dispatched Jack and Fritz for fresh supplies.
During their absence, Ernest and I made a short excursion in the
neighborhood, that we might know more exactly the character of the
country near our farm.
Passing over a brook which flowed toward the wall of rocks, we reached a
large marsh, and as we walked round it, I noticed with delight that it
was covered with the rice plant growing wild in the greatest profusion.
Here and there only were there any ripe plants, and from these rose a
number of ruffed grouse, at which both Ernest and I let fly. Two fell,
and Fangs, who was with us, brought them to our feet. As we advanced,
Knips skipped from the back of his steed Juno and began to regale
himself on some fruit, at a short distance off; we followed the little
animal and found him devouring delicious strawberries. Having enjoyed
the fruit ourselves, we filled the hamper Knips always carried, and
secured the fruit from his pilfering paws with leaves fixed firmly down.
I then took a sample of the rice seeds to show the mother, and we
continued our journey.
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