The Swiss Family Robinson; or, Adventures on a Desert Island — John Shaqi
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
At first this arrangement mightily displeased them both, but by and by
they yielded to it quietly; the monkey especially amused us by riding
along with the air of a person perfectly at his ease.
"We look just like a couple of mountebanks on their way to a fair with
animals to exhibit," said I. "What an outcry the children will make when
we appear!"
My son inquired to what species of the monkey tribe I thought his
protégé belonged, which led to a good deal of talk on the subject, and
conversation beguiling the way, we found ourselves ere long on the rocky
margin of the stream and close to the rest of our party.
Juno was the first to be aware of our approach, and gave notice of it by
loud barking, to which Turk replied with such hearty good will, that his
little rider, terrified at the noise his steed was making, slipped from
under the cord and fled to his refuge on Fritz's shoulder, where he
regained his composure and settled himself comfortably.
Turk, who by this time knew where he was, finding himself free, dashed
forward to rejoin his friends, and announce our coming.
One after another our dear ones came running to the opposite bank,
testifying in various ways their delight at our return, and hastening up
on their side of the river, as we on ours, to the ford at which we had
crossed in the morning. We were quickly on the other side, and, full of
joy and affection, our happy party was once more united.
The boys suddenly perceiving the little animal which was clinging close
to their brother, in alarm at the tumult of voices, shouted in ecstasy:
"A monkey! a monkey! oh, how splendid! Where did Fritz find him? What
may we give him to eat? Oh, what a bundle of sticks! Look at those
curious great nuts father has got!"
We could neither check this confused torrent of questions, nor get in a
word in answer to them.
At length, when the excitement subsided a little, I was able to say a
few words with a chance of being listened to. "I am truly thankful to
see you all safe and well, and, thank God, our expedition has been very
satisfactory, except that we have entirely failed to discover any trace
of our shipmates."
"If it be the will of God," said my wife, "to leave us alone on this
solitary place, let us be content; and rejoice that we are all together
in safety."
"Now we want to hear all your adventures, and let us relieve you of your
burdens," added she, taking my game bag.
Jack shouldered my gun, Ernest took the cocoanuts, and little Franz
carried the gourds; Fritz distributed the sugar canes amongst his
brothers, and handing Ernest his gun replaced the monkey on Turk's back.
Ernest soon found the burden with which Fritz had laden him too heavy
for his taste. His mother perceiving this, offered to relieve him of
part of the load. He gave up willingly the cocoanuts, but no sooner had
he done so than his elder brother exclaimed:
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