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
"The jerboa!" I exclaimed, "the jerboa! now we shall have it. This is
really very like a jerboa, only far larger. It must be a kangaroo, one
of the class of animals which has a pouch or purse beneath the body, in
which its young can take refuge. They were discovered in New Holland, by
the great Captain Cook, and I congratulate you on being the first to
obtain a specimen in New Switzerland!" I added, laughing, as I
extemporized the name.
The kangaroo was added to the already heavy load on our sledge, and we
proceeded slowly, arriving late at Falconhurst, but meeting with the
usual bright welcome.
Very eager and inquisitive were the glances turned toward the sledge,
for the load piled on it surpassed all expectation; we on our part
staring in equal surprise at the extraordinary rig of the young folks
who came to meet us.
One wore a long night-shirt, which, with a belt, was a convenient length
in front, but trailed behind in orthodox ghost fashion.
Another had on a very wide pair of trousers, braced up so short that
each little leg looked like the clapper in a bell.
The third, buttoned up in a pea-jacket which came down to his ankles,
looked for all the world like a walking portmanteau.
Amid much joking and laughter, the mother explained that she had been
washing all day, and while their clothes were drying, the boys amused
themselves by dressing up in things they found while rummaging the
sailor's chest, and had kept them on, that Ernest and I might see the
masquerade. It certainly amused us, but made me regret that so little
belonging to ourselves had been saved from the wreck, in consequence of
which the children had scarcely a change of linen.
Turning now to our new acquisitions, we excited great interest by
exhibiting each in turn; the large salmon, but more especially the
kangaroo, surprised and delighted everyone.
Fritz alone wore a look expressive of dissatisfaction, and I saw that he
was envious of his younger brother's success. Vexed that so noble a
prize had fallen to Ernest's gun, instead of his own, he treated it
rather slightingly; but I could see that he was struggling against his
jealous feelings, and he, after a while, succeeded in recovering his
good humor, and joined pleasantly in the conversation.
"What a famous day's sport you have had altogether!" said he, coming
close up to me. "It will be my turn to go out with you next, will it
not, father? Just about here there is nothing to shoot, and I have found
it very dull."
"Still, you have been doing your duty, my dear boy; you were entrusted
with the care of the family, and a youth of manly character will not
depend for happiness on mere excitement."
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