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
Our object being to search the neighborhood for traces of the boa
constrictor, or any of his kindred, Fritz, Jack, and Franz went with me
to the sugar-cane brake, and we satisfied ourselves that our enemy had
not been there. It was long since we had enjoyed the fresh juice of
these canes, and we were refreshing ourselves therewith, when a loud
barking of dogs, and loud rustling and rattling through the thicket of
canes, disturbed our pleasant occupation, and, as we could see nothing a
yard off where we stood, I hurried to the open ground, and with guns in
readiness we awaited what was coming.
In a few minutes a herd of creatures like little pigs issued from the
thicket, and made off in single file at a brisk trot; they were of a
uniform gray color, and showed short sharp tusks.
My trusty double-barrel speedily laid low two of the fugitives; the
others continued to follow the leader in line, scarcely turning aside to
pass the dead bodies of their comrades, and maintaining the same steady
pace, although Fritz and Jack also fired and killed several.
I felt certain that these were peccaries, and recollected that an
odoriferous gland in the back must be removed immediately, otherwise the
meat will become tainted, and quite unfit to eat. This operation, with
the help of my boys, I accordingly performed at once.
Presently, hearing shots in the direction of the hut where we had left
Ernest and his mother, I sent Jack to their assistance, desiring him to
fetch the cart, that the booty might be conveyed to our encampment,
employing the time of his absence in opening and cleaning the animals,
thus reducing their weight.
Ernest came back with Jack and the cart, and told us that the procession
of peccaries had passed near the hut, and that he, with Juno's help, had
secured three of them.
I was glad to hear this, as I had determined to cure a good supply of
hams, and we made haste to load the cart; the boys adorned it with
flowers and green boughs, and with songs of triumph which made the woods
ring they conveyed the valuable supply of game to the hut, where their
mother anxiously waited for us.
After dinner we set to work upon our pigs, singeing and scalding off the
bristles; I cut out the hams, divided the flitches, bestowed
considerable portions of the carcass on the dogs, and diligently
cleansed and salted the meat, while the boys prepared a shed, where it
was to be hung to be cured in the smoke of fires of green wood.
This unexpected business of course detained us in the place for some
time. On the second day, when the smoking shed was ready, the boys were
anxious to cook the smallest porker in the Otaheitian fashion. For this
purpose they dug a hole, in which they burned a quantity of dry grass,
sticks, and weeds, heating stones, which were placed round the sides of
the pit.
While the younger boys made ready the oven, Fritz singed and washed his
peccary, stuffing it with potatoes, onions, and herbs, and a good
sprinkling of salt and pepper.
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