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
"Your turtle, Fritz, is only fit for eating, its shell is worthless as
regards ornament; whereas the species whose shell is prized so much is
unfit for food. Tortoise shell is subjected to the action of the heat,
the outer layer peels off, leaving a beautifully marked,
semi-transparent surface, which is susceptible of a very high polish."
The sledge quickly received its second load from the raft. Chests, four
cart-wheels, and the hand-mill were placed on it, with all manner of
smaller articles, and we lost no time in returning to Falconhurst.
The mother welcomed us joyfully, for she said we had been regularly
overworked during the last two days. "However, now you are come home to
rest," said she, "and you little think what refreshment awaits you here
in the shade. Come and see my cellar!" and she smilingly exhibited a
small cask, half sunk in the ground, and well sheltered with leaves and
branches.
"Ah! you wonder where this came from," continued the mother; "well, I
found it myself on the sands, to-day, while you were all absent; and
fancying it was wine of some sort, I got it up here on purpose to be
ready for you. The boys are most anxious to know what sort of wine it
will prove to be."
As the simplest method of ascertaining this, I inserted a straw at the
vent-hole, and presently announced, that in all my life I had never
enjoyed a more delicious draught of Canary sack. The mother was
immensely pleased to find that her exertions in my behalf had not been
thrown away, and the boys pressed around me, armed with straws, and
begging for a taste.
After so strongly expressing my own enjoyment of the wine, it seemed
unreasonable to deny them this, and I let them come in turns, but was
speedily obliged to call a halt; for the rogues got so eager and excited
that I had to reprove them for their greediness, and warn them of the
risk they ran of being intoxicated. In fact, I blamed myself for
allowing them to have this strong wine as a beverage at all. They were
wholly unaccustomed to it, and were, besides, fatigued and very hungry.
Supper was more to the purpose; and, as the turtle proved delicious, it
was heartily enjoyed, and gave us strength to haul the mattresses we had
brought from the ship up into our sleeping rooms, so that very
refreshing slumbers closed the day.
Early next morning I got up without rousing any of the others, intending
to pay a visit to the beach; for I had my doubts about the safety of my
vessels on the open shore. The dogs were delighted when I descended the
ladder, and bounded to meet me; the cocks crowed and flapped their
wings; two pretty kids gamboled around; all was life and energy; the ass
alone seemed disinclined to begin the day, and as I especially required
his services, this was unfortunate. I put his morning dreams to flight,
however, and harnessed him to the sledge; the cow, as she had not been
milked, enjoyed the privilege of further repose, and, with the rest of
the family, I left her dozing.
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