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
"Useless! mother," exclaimed Jack; "you would not say so had you seen
him run; why, he will be the fleetest courser in our stables. I am going
to make a saddle and bridle for him, and in future he shall be my only
steed. Then as for his appetite, father declares it is most delicate, he
only wants a little fruit and grass, and a few stones and tenpenny
nails to help his digestion."
The way in which Jack assumed the proprietorship of our new prize seemed
to strike his brothers as rather cool, and there was instantly a cry
raised on the subject.
"Very well," said Jack, "let us each take possession of the part of the
ostrich we captured. Your bird, Fritz, seized the head, keep that;
father shall have the body, I'll have the legs, and Franz a couple of
feathers from the tail."
"Come, come," said I, "I think that Jack has a very good right to the
ostrich, seeing that he brought it to the ground, and if he succeeds in
taming it and converting it into a saddle horse it shall be his. From
this time, therefore, he is responsible for its training."
The day was now too far advanced to allow us to think of setting out for
Rockburg, so we fastened up the ostrich between two trees, and devoted
the remainder of the evening to making preparations for our departure.
At early dawn our picturesque caravan was moving homeward. The ostrich
continued so refractory that we were obliged to make him again march
between Storm and Grumble, and as these gallant steeds were thus
employed, the cow was harnessed to the cart, laden with our treasures.
Room was left in the cart for the mother, Jack and Franz mounted Storm
and Grumble, I rode Lightfoot, and Fritz brought up the rear on Swift.
At the mouth of the Gap we called a halt, and replaced the cord the boys
had strung with ostrich feathers by a stout palisade of bamboos. I also
took the opportunity of collecting a store of pipeclay, as I intended
during the winter months, which were close at hand, to try my hand at
china making.
When we reached the sugar-cane grove, we again stopped to collect the
peccary hams we had left to be smoked; and my wife begged me to gather
some seeds of an aromatic plant which grew in the neighborhood, and
which had the scent of vanilla. I obtained a good supply, and we moved
forward toward Woodlands, where we intended to rest for the night, after
our long and fatiguing march.
Our tent was pitched, and on our beds of cotton we slept soundly.
Next morning early we examined our farmyard, which appeared in a most
prosperous and flourishing condition. The sight of all these domestic
animals made us long even more than ever for our home at Rockburg, and
we determined to hasten thither with all possible speed.
The number of our pigs, goats and poultry had greatly increased since we
had last visited our colony; and some of these, two fine broods of
chickens especially, my wife wished to take back with her.
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