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
By skillful management we brought the pinnace near a projection of the
bank, and Fritz assisted his mother to come on board, where, breathless
with haste and excitement, she exclaimed, "You dear, horrid, wonderful
people, shall I scold you or praise you? You have frightened me out of
my wits! To see a beautiful little ship come sailing in was startling
enough, for I could not conceive who might be on board, but the report
of your guns made me tremble with fear--and had I not recognized your
voices directly after, I should have run away with Franz--Heaven knows
where! But have you really done all this work yourselves?" she
continued, when we had been forgiven for terrifying her with our
vainglorious salute. "What a charming little yacht! I should not be
afraid to sail in this myself."
After the pinnace had been shown off, and received the admiration she
deserved, while our industry, skill, and perseverance met with boundless
praise: "Now," said my wife, "you must come with me, and see how little
Franz and I have improved our time every day of your absence."
We all landed, and with great curiosity followed the mother up the river
toward the cascade; where, to our astonishment, we found a garden neatly
laid out in beds and walks; and she continued, "We don't frighten people
by firing salutes in honor of our performances; although, by and by, I
too shall want fire in a peaceable form. Look at my beds of lettuce and
cabbages, my rows of beans and peas! Think what delicious dinner I shall
be able to cook for you, and give me credit for my diligence."
"My dear wife!" I exclaimed, "this is beautiful! You have done wonders!
Did you not find the work too hard?"
"The ground is light and easy to dig hereabouts," she replied. "I have
planted potatoes, and cassava roots; there is space for sugar-canes, and
the young fruit trees, and I shall want you to contrive to irrigate
them, by leading water from the cascades in hollow bamboos. Up by the
sheltering rocks I mean to have pine-apples and melons; they will look
splendid when they spread there. To shelter the beds of European
vegetables from the heat of the sun, I have planted seeds of maize round
them. The shadow of the tall plants will afford protection from the
burning rays. Do you think that is a good plan?"
"I do, indeed; the whole arrangement is capital. Now, as sunset
approaches, we must return to the tent for supper and rest, for both of
which we are all quite ready."
The time passed in happy talk over our many new interests; everyone had
the pleasant sensation which attends successful labor, as well as
experiencing the joy of affording unexpected pleasure to others; and I
especially pointed out to my sons how true, genuine happiness consists
in that, rather than in mere self-gratification.
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