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
I employed myself in contriving needles for my wife's work, by boring
holes at one end of the quills, which I did by means of a red hot nail,
and I soon had a nice packet of various sizes, which pleased her
immensely. I also laid plans for making proper harness for our beasts of
burden, but could not attempt to begin that while so many wants more
pressing demanded attention.
We examined the different trees, and chose one which seemed most suited
to our purpose. The branches spread at a great height above us, and I
made the boys try if it were possible to throw sticks or stones over one
of these, my intention being to construct a rope ladder if we could once
succeed in getting a string across a strong bough.
Finding we could not succeed in that way, I revolved other schemes in my
mind, and meantime went with Jack and Fritz to a small brook close by,
where I showed them how to place the skins to steep and soften in the
water, with stones placed on them to keep them beneath the surface.
When dinner was over, I prepared our night quarters. I first slung our
hammocks from the roots of the tree, which, meeting above us, formed an
arched roof, then covering the whole with sailcloth, we made a temporary
tent, which would at least keep off the night damps and noxious insects.
Leaving my wife engaged in making a set of harness for the ass and cow,
whose strength I intended to employ the following day in drawing the
beams up to our tree, I walked down with Fritz and Ernest to the beach
to look for wood suitable for building our new abode, and also to
discover, if possible, some light rods to form a ladder. For some time
we hunted in vain; nothing but rough drift wood was to be seen, utterly
unfit for our purpose. Ernest at length pointed out a quantity of
bamboos, half buried in the sand. These were exactly what I wanted, and
stripping them of their leaves I cut them into lengths of about five
feet each; these I bound in bundles to carry to the tree, and then began
to look about for some slight reeds to serve as arrows.
I presently saw what I required in a copse at a little distance. We
advanced cautiously lest the thicket should contain some wild beast or
venomous serpent. Juno rushed ahead; as she did so a flock of
flamingoes, which had been quietly feeding, rose in the air. Fritz,
instantly firing, brought a couple of the birds to the ground, the rest
of the squadron sailing away in perfect order, their plumage continually
changing, as they flew, from beautiful rose to pure white, as
alternately their snowy wings and rosy breasts were visible. One of
those which fell was perfectly dead, but the other appeared only
slightly wounded in the wing, for it made off across the swampy ground.
I attempted to follow, but soon found that progress was impossible on
the marsh; Juno, however, chased the bird and, seizing it, speedily
brought it to my feet. Fritz and Ernest were delighted at the sight of
our prize.
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