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
As the shades of night approached, we made haste to conclude the day's
work, by preparing the kangaroo, part for immediate use, and part for
salting. The animals were fed, and a plentiful allowance of salt made to
them. Our own supper of broiled salmon and potatoes was dispatched with
great appetite, and we retired, with thankful hearts, to sound and
well-earned repose.
CHAPTER V
A SECOND VISIT TO THE WRECK
Next morning, while the breakfast was getting ready, I attended to the
beautiful skin of the kangaroo, which I was anxious to preserve entire;
and afterward, when Fritz had prepared everything in readiness for our
trip to the wreck, I called Ernest and Jack in order to give them some
parting injunctions. They, however, had disappeared directly after
breakfast, and their mother could only guess that, as we required
potatoes, they might have gone to fetch a supply. I desired her to
reprove them, on their return, for starting away without leave; but, as
it appeared they had taken Turk, I satisfied myself that no harm was
likely to befall them, although it was not without reluctance that I
left my dear wife alone with little Franz, cheering her with hopes of
our speedy return with new treasures from the wreck.
Advancing steadily on our way, we crossed the bridge at Jackal River,
when suddenly, to our no small astonishment, Jack and Ernest burst out
of a hiding place where they had lain in wait for us, and were enchanted
with the startling effect of their unexpected appearance upon their
unsuspecting father and brother. It was evident that they fully believed
they might now go with us to the wreck.
To this notion I at once put a decided stop, although I could not find
it in my heart to scold the two merry rogues for their thoughtless
frolic, more especially as I particularly wished to send back a message
to my wife. I told them they must hurry home, so as not to leave their
mother in suspense, although, as they were already so far, they might
collect some salt. And I instructed them to explain that, as my work on
board would take up a long time, she must try to bear with our absence
for a night. This I had meant to say when we parted, but my courage had
failed, knowing how much she would object to such a plan, and I had
resolved to return in the evening.
On consideration, however, of the importance of constructing a raft,
which was my intention in going, and finishing it without a second trip,
I determined to remain on board for the night, as the boys had,
unintentionally, given me the chance of sending a message to that
effect.
"Good-bye, boys, take care of yourselves! we're off," shouted Fritz, as
I joined him in the tub-boat, and we shoved off.
The current carried us briskly out of the bay; we were very soon moored
safely alongside the wreck, and scrambling up her shattered sides, stood
on what remained of the deck, and began at once to lay our plans.
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