The Wanderings of Persiles and Sigismunda: A Northern StoryCervantes Saavedra, Miguel de
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The Wanderings of Persiles and Sigismunda: A Northern Story
Cervantes Saavedra, Miguel de
Spanish fiction -- Translations into English; Voyages and travels -- Fiction
"When I lost the boat which brought me to the sands, by the returning
waves which carried it away, as I before said, with its departure fled
my hopes of escape; nevertheless I did not lose courage; I came to this
spot, and it seemed to me as if Nature had made and fashioned it for
a theatre, where might be represented the tragedy of my misfortunes.
I wondered that I saw no people, but only some mountain goats and
small animals of various kinds. I surveyed the whole place, and found
this cave in the rocks, which I pitched upon at once as my dwelling.
Finally, having surveyed it all, I returned to the entrance by which I
had come, to try if I could hear any human sounds, or find some person
who might tell me where I was. My good fortune, and pitying Heaven,
which had not quite forgotten me, sent a girl, a native of the island,
not more than fifteen years of age, who was searching for shells and
other marine treasures, among the rocks and stones of the sea-shore. At
sight of me she stopped, her feet seemed as if nailed to the spot, the
collection of shells and sea-weeds fell to the ground. Taking her in
my arms, without saying a word to her, or she to me, I carried her to
my cave, and set her down in the place where we now are. I kissed her
hands, put my cheek to hers, and by every means I could imagine, tried
to show that I only meant kindness to her. She, after her first alarm
was over, looked at me attentively with wondering eyes, then touched
me with her hands, and felt me all over. By degrees she lost all fear,
laughed and embraced me, and taking out of her bosom a bit of bread,
not made of wheat, but after her own country fashion, she put it in my
mouth, and said something in her own language: I knew afterwards that
she was asking me to eat, and I did so, for in truth I was in great
need of some food. She then took me by the hand, and led me to the
stream, which runs not far off, making signs that I should drink. I was
never weary of looking at her. To me she seemed an angel from heaven,
rather than a savage islander. We returned to the entrance of the
cavern, and there I tried by signs and words (which she understood not)
to persuade her to return to me again. I embraced her tenderly, and she
in an innocent manner kissed me on the forehead, telling me by signs
she would come and visit me soon again. I went back to this place and
employed myself in finding out whether the fruit, with which the trees
were loaded, was good for food. I found walnuts, filberts, and some
wild pears, for which I returned thanks to God.
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