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
"One more trip," said I to my wife, before we started again, "and there
will be the end of the brave ship which carried us from Switzerland. I
have left two barrels of gunpowder on board and mean to blow her up."
Before we lighted the fusee, I discovered a large copper caldron which I
thought I might save. I made fast to it a couple of empty casks, that
when the ship went up it might float. The barrels were laced, the train
lighted, and we returned on shore.
The supper was laid outside the tent, at a spot from whence we might
obtain a good view of the wreck. Darkness came on. Suddenly a vivid
pillar of fire rose from the black waters, a sullen roar boomed across
the sea, and we knew that our good old ship was no more.
We had planned the destruction of the vessel; we knew that it was for
the best; and yet that night we went to bed with a feeling of sadness in
our hearts, as though we had lost a dear old friend.
Next morning all our sadness was dispelled, and it was with pleasure
that we saw the shore lined with a rich store of planks and beams, the
remnants of the wreck. I soon found, too, the copper caldron which was
successfully floated by the casks; this I got on shore, and hauling it
up among the rocks, stored under it the powder casks we had landed the
day before. Collecting all these valuables gave us some little trouble,
and while we were thus engaged my wife brought us good news. She had
discovered that two ducks and a goose had each reared a large family
among the reeds by the river; and they presently appeared waddling past
us, apparently vastly well pleased with their performance. We greeted
them joyfully.
"Hurrah!" cried Ernest, "we'll be able to afford duck and green peas
some day soon, and imagine we're once more civilized mortals."
The sight of these birds reminded me of our family at Falconhurst, and I
announced my intention of paying them a visit.
Everyone was delighted and everyone would come with me. As we approached
Falconhurst I noticed that several young trees in our avenue were
considerably bent by the wind, and this resolved me to make an
expedition next day to cut bamboos for their support. As Fritz was the
only one besides myself who had visited Cape Disappointment and the
surrounding country, my wife and the younger boys begged hard to be
allowed to accompany me. I consented; and next morning we started,
bringing with us the cart, drawn by the cow and ass, and laden with
everything necessary for an expedition of several days--a tent,
provisions, a large supply of ammunition, and all sorts of implements
and utensils; for I intended to make a great collection of fruits and
the produce of different trees. It was a lovely morning, and passing
gayly through the plantations of potatoes, manioc, and cassavas, we came
to the nests of the sociable grosbeak, the sight of which charmed the
children immensely.
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