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
Fritz's game bag looked remarkably queer--round lumps, sharp points, and
an occasional movement seemed to indicate a living creature or creatures
within.
"Hurrah for the chase, father!" cried Jack. "Nothing like real hunting
after all. And just to see how Storm and Grumble go along over a grassy
plain! It is perfectly splendid! We soon tired out the little antelopes,
and were able to catch them."
"Yes, father," said Franz; "and Fritz has two Angora rabbits in his bag,
and we wanted to bring you some honey. Only think! such a clever
bird--a cuckoo showed us where it was!"
"My brothers forget the chief thing," said Fritz. "We have driven a
little herd of antelopes right through the Gap into our territory; and
there they are, all ready for us to hunt when we like--or to catch and
tame!"
"Well done!" cried I; "here is indeed a list of achievements. But to
your mother and me, the chief thing of all, is God's goodness in
bringing you safe back to us. Now, let us hear the whole story, that we
may have a definite idea of your performances."
"We had a splendid ride," said Fritz, "down Glen Verdant, and away to
the defile through our Rocky Barrier, and the morning was so cool and
fresh that our steeds galloped along, nearly the whole way, at the top
of their speed. When we had passed through the Gap we moderated our
furious pace and kept our eyes open on the lookout for game; we then
trotted slowly to the top of a grassy hill, from whose summit we saw two
herds of animals, whether antelopes, goats, or gazelles, we did not
know, grazing by the side of the stream below us. We were about to
gallop down and try to get a shot at them, when it struck me that it
would be wiser to try and drive the whole herd through the Gap into our
own domain, where they would be shut up, as it were, in a park, free and
yet within reach. Down the hill we rode as hard as we could go, formed
in a semi-circle behind the larger herd--magnificent antelopes--and,
aided by the dogs, with shouts and cries drove them along the stream
toward the Gap; as we came near the opening they appeared inclined to
halt and turn, like sheep about to be driven into the butcher's yard;
and it was all we could do to prevent them from bolting past us; but,
at length, one made a rush at the opening and, the rest following, they
were soon all on the other side of the frontier, and inhabitants of New
Switzerland."
"Capital," I said, "capital, my boy! But I don't see what is to make
them remain inhabitants of our domain, or to prevent them from returning
through the Gap whenever they feel inclined."
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