Swiss Family Robinson(fiscle part-3 of 2) by Johann David Wyss (inspirational books for students .txt) π
Through The Riven Clouds, The Rain Ceased to Fall--Spring had Come. No
Prisoners Set At Liberty Could Have Felt More Joy Than We Did As We
Stepped forth From Our Winter Abode, Refreshed our Eyes With The
Pleasant Verdure Around Us, And Our Ears With The Merry Songs Of A
Thousand Happy Birds, And Drank In the Pure Balmy Air Of Spring.
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The Ostrich Was Then Relieved of His Unusual Burden, The Animals Were
Speedily Equipped, And Lightfoot Bearing the Baskets And Hampers, The
Part 3 Chapter 9 Pg 142Whole Party Mounted and Trotted forwards. Jenny Was Delighted with Her
Palfrey, And Henceforward He Was Reserved for Her Special Use.
The Work At Falconhurst, As I Had Expected, Occupied us For Some Time
And It Was A Week Before We Could Again Return To Rockburg.
Yet The Time Passed pleasantly; For Though The Young Men Were Busy From
Morning to Night, The Presence Of Their New Companion, Her Lively
Spirits And Gay Conversation, Kept Them In constant Good Humour.
When The Repairs Were All Finished we Remained yet A Day Or Two
Longer, That We Might Make Excursions In various Directions To Bring in
Poultry From Woodlands, Stores Of Acorns For The Pigs, And Grass,
Willows And Canes, To Be Manufactured during the Winter Into Mats,
Baskets, Hurdles And Hen-Coops.
Many A Shower Wetted us Through During these Days, And We Had Scarcely
Time To Hurry Back To Rockburg And House Our Cattle And Possessions
Before The Annual Deluge Began.
Never Before Had This Dreary Season Seemed so Short And Pleasant; With
Jenny Amongst Us The Usual Feeling of Weariness And Discontent Never
Appeared; The English Language Was Quickly Acquired by All Hands,
Fritz, In particular, Speaking it So Well That Jenny Declared she Could
Scarcely Believe He Was Not An Englishman. She Herself Already Spoke
French, And Therefore Easily Learned our Native Language And Spoke It
Fluently Before We Were Released from Our Captivity.
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Many Wondrous Tales Were Told Or Read In turn By The Boys And Jenny
During the Long Evenings As We Sat Drawing, Weaving and Plaiting in our
Rosy Study. In fact This Winter Was A Truly Happy Time, And When At
Length The Rain Ceased and The Bright Sun Again Smiled upon The Face Of
Nature, We Could Scarcely Believe, As We Stepped forth And Once More
Felt The Balmy Breath Of Spring, That, For So Many Weeks, We Had Been
Prisoners Within Our Rocky Walls.
All Was Once More Activity And Life; The Duties In field, Garden And
Orchard Called forth The Energy Of The Lads, Whilst Their Mother And
Sister Found Abundant Occupation In the Poultry-Yard And House.
Our Various Settlements And Stations Required attention. Falconhurst,
Woodlands, Prospect Hill, Shark And Whale Islands Were In turn Visited
And Set In order. The Duty Of Attending to The Island Battery Fell To
Jack And Franz.
They Had Been Busy All Day Repairing the Flagstaff, Rehoisting the
Flag, And Cleaning and Putting into Working order The Two Guns. Evening
Part 3 Chapter 10 Pg 142Was Drawing on And Our Day'S Work Over; The Rest Of Us Were Strolling
Up And Down Upon The Beach Enjoying the Cool Sea Breeze. We Watched the
Lads As They Completed their Work. They Loaded and Ran Out Their Guns
And, Paddling off With An Empty Tub In the Cajack, Placed it Out To Sea
As A Mark For Practice. They Returned and Fired, And The Barrel Flew In
Pieces; With A Shout Of Triumph, They Cleaned the Guns And Ran Them In.
Scarcely Had They Done So When, As Though In answer To Their Shots,
Came The Sound Of Three Guns Booming across The Water From The
Westward.
We Stopped, Speechless. Was It Fancy? Had We Really Heard Guns From A
Strange Ship? Or Had The Boys Again Fired? No! There Were The Lads
Leaping into Their Canoe And Paddling in hot Haste Towards Us. They,
Too, Had Heard The Sound.
A Tumult Of Feelings Rushed over Us--Anxiety, Joy, Hope, Doubt, Each In
Turn Took Possession Of Our Minds. Was It A European Vessel Close Upon
Our Shores, And Were We About To Be Linked once More To Civilized life?
Or Did Those Sounds Proceed from A Malay Pirate, Who Would Rob And
Murder Us? What Was To Be The Result Of Meeting with Our Fellow Beings;
Were They To Be Friends Who Would Help Us, Enemies Who Would Attack Us,
Or Would They Prove Unfortunate Creatures In need of Our Assistance?
Who Could Tell?
Before We Could Express These Thoughts In words The Cajack Had Touched
The Shore, And Jack And Franz Were Among Us.
`Did You Hear Them? Did You Hear Them?' They Gasped. `What Shall We Do?
Where Shall We Go?'
`Oh, Fritz,' Continued my Youngest Son, `It Must Be A European Ship. We
Shall Find Her. We Shall See Our Fatherland Once More,' And, In an
Emotion Of Joy, He Grasped his Brother'S Hands.
Till Then I Knew Not What A Craving for Civilized life Had Been
Aroused in the Two Young Men By The Appearance Of Their European
Sister.
All Eyes Were Turned towards Me. What Would I Advise?
`At Present,' I Said, `We Can Do Nothing, For Night Is Drawing on. We
Must Make What Preparation We Can, And Pray For Guidance.' In the
Greatest Excitement We Returned to The House, All Talking eagerly, And
Till Late No One Could Be Persuaded to Retire To Rest.
Few Slept That Night. The Boys And I Took It In turn To Keep Watch From
The Verandah, Lest More Signals Might Be Fired, Or A Hostile Visit
Might Be Paid Us. But About Midnight The Wind Began To Rise, And Before
We Reassembled to Discuss Our Plans A Fearful Storm Was Raging; So
Terrific Was The Sea That I Knew No Boat Could Live, And Had A
Broadside Been Fired at The Entrance Of The Bay We Should Not Have
Heard It Through The Howling of The Blast.
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For Two Days And Two Nights The Hurricane Continued, But On The Third
Day The Sun Again Appeared, And, The Wind Lulling, The Sea Went Rapidly
Down. Full Of Anxiety I Readily Complied with The Boys' Desire To Put
Off To Shark Island And Discharge The Guns; For Who Could Tell What Had
Been The Result Of The Gale; Perhaps The Vessel Had Been Driven Upon
The Rocky Shore Or, Fearing such A Fate, She Had Left The Coast And
Weathered the Storm Out At Sea; If So She Might Never Return.
With These Thoughts I Accompanied jack And Franz To The Fort.
One--Two--We Fired the Guns And Waited.
For Some Minutes There Was No Reply, And Then An Answering report
Rolled in the Distance. There Was No Longer Room For Doubt; The
Strangers Were Still In the Vicinity, And Were Aware Of Our Presence.
We Waved the Flag As A Signal To Those On Shore That All Was Well, And
Quickly Returned. We Found The Whole Family In a State Of The Greatest
Excitement, And I Felt It Necessary To Calm Them Down As Much As
Possible, For Neither Could I Answer The Questions With Which I Was
Besieged, Nor Could I Conceal The Fact That The Visit Of The Vessel
Might Not Prove So Advantageous As They Expected.
Fritz And I At Once Prepared to Make A Reconnaissance; We Armed
Ourselves With Our Guns, Pistols And Cutlasses, Took A Spy-Glass,
Seated ourselves In the Cajack And, With A Parting entreaty From My
Wife To Be Cautious, Paddled out Of The Bay And Round The High Cliffs
On Our Left. For Nearly An Hour We Advanced in the Direction From Which
The Reports Of The Guns Seemed to Proceed. Nothing could We See,
However, But The Frowning rocks And Cliffs, And The Waves Beating
Restlessly At Their Base. Cape Pug-Nose Was Reached, And We Began To
Round The Bluff Old Point.
In A Moment All Our Doubts Were Dispelled, And Joy And Gratitude To The
Great Giver Of All Good Filled our Hearts. There, In the Little
Sheltered cove Beyond The Cape, Her Sails Furled, And Anchor Dropped,
Lay A Brig-Of-War With The English Colours At Her Masthead.
With The Glass I Could Discern Figures Upon The Deck And, Upon The
Shore Beyond, Several Tents Pitched under The Shelter Of The Trees, And
The Smoke Of Fires Rising amongst Them. As I Handed the Glass To Fritz,
I Felt A Sudden Misgiving. `What,' Said I To Myself, `Can This English
Vessel Be Doing thus Far From The Usual Track Of Ships?' And I Called
To Mind Tales Of Mutinous Crews Who Have Risen Against Their Officers,
Have Chosen Some Such Sheltered retreat As This; Have Disguised the
Vessel, And Then Sailed forth To Rob And Plunder Upon The High Seas.
Fritz Then Exclaimed, `I Can See The Captain, Father, He Is Speaking to
One Of The Officers, And I Can See His Face Quite Well; He Is English,
I Am Certain He Is English, And The Flag Speaks The Truth!' And He Put
The Glass Again In my Hand That I Might See For Myself.
Still Keeping under The Shelter Of The Cliff, I Carefully Surveyed the
Part 3 Chapter 10 Pg 144Vessel. There Was No Doubt That Fritz
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