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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Care Of Our Wee Calf And Teach It To Do What I Like, Perhaps When It
Grows Big I Shall Still Be Able To Manage It, And Then--Oh, Papa--Do
You Think I Might Ride Upon It?'
I Smiled at The Child'S Simplicity, And His Funny Application Of The
Story Of Milo Of Crotona.
`The Calf Shall Be Yours, My Boy. Make Him As Tame As You Can, And We
Will See About Letting you Mount Him Some Day; But Remember He Will Be
A Great Bull Long Before You Are Nearly A Man. Now What Will You Call
Him?'
`Shall I Call Him "Grumble", Father? Hear What A Low Muttering noise He
Makes!'
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`"Grumble" Will Do Famously.'
`Grumble, Grumble. Oh, It Beats Your Buffalo'S Name Hollow, Jack!'
`Not A Bit,' Said He, `Why, You Can'T Compare The Two Names. Fancy
Mother Saying, "Here Comes Franz On Grumble, But Jack Riding on The
Storm." Oh, It Sounds Sublime!'
We Named the Two Puppies Bruno And Fawn, And So Ended this Important
Domestic Business.
For Two Months We Worked steadily At Our Salt-Cave, In order To
Complete The Necessary Arrangement Of Partition Walls, So As To Put The
Rooms And Stalls For The Animals In comfortable Order For The Next Long
Rainy Season, During which Time, When Other Work Would Be At A
Standstill, We Could Carry On Many Minor Details For The Improvement Of
The Abode.
We Levelled the Floors First With Clay; Then Spread Gravel Mixed with
Melted gypsum Over That, Producing a Smooth Hard Surface, Which Did
Very Well For Most Of The Apartments; But I Was Ambitious Of Having one
Or Two Carpets, And Set About Making a Kind Of Felt In the Following
Way.
I Spread Out A Large Piece Of Sailcloth, And Covered it Equally All
Over With A Strong Liquid, Made Of Glue And Isinglass, Which Saturated
It Thoroughly. On It We Then Laid Wool And Hair From The Sheep And
Goats, Which Had Been Carefully Cleaned and Prepared, And Rolled and
Beat It Until It Adhered tolerably Smoothly To The Cloth. Finally It
Became, When Perfectly Dry, A Covering for The Floor Of Our
Sitting-Room By No Means To Be Despised.
One Morning, Just After These Labours At The Salt-Cave Were Completed,
Happening to Awake Unusually Early, I Turned my Thoughts, As I Lay
Waiting for Sunrise, To Considering what Length Of Time We Had Now
Passed on This Coast, And Discovered, To My Surprise, That The Very
Next Day Would Be The Anniversary Of Our Escape From The Wreck. My
Heart Swelled with Gratitude To The Gracious God, Who Had Then Granted
Us Deliverance, And Ever Since Had Loaded us With Benefits; And I
Resolved to Set Tomorrow Apart As A Day Of Thanksgiving, In joyful
Celebration Of The Occasion.
My Mind Was Full Of Indefinite Plans When I Rose, And The Day'S Work
Began As Usual. I Took Care That Everything should Be Cleaned, Cleared
And Set In order Both Outside And Inside Our Dwelling: None, However,
Suspecting that There Was Any Particular Object In view. Other More
Private Preparations I Also Made For The Next Day. At Supper I Made The
Coming event Known To The Assembled family.
`Good People! Do You Know That Tomorrow Is A Very Great And Important
Day? We Shall Have To Keep It In honour Of Our Merciful Escape To This
Land, And Call It Thanksgiving-Day.'
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Everyone Was Surprised to Hear That We Had Already Been Twelve Months
In The Country--Indeed, My Wife Believed i Might Be Mistaken, Until I
Showed her How I Had Calculated regularly Ever Since The 31St Of
January, On Which Day We Were Wrecked, By Marking off In my Almanac The
Sundays As They Arrived for The Remaining eleven Months Of That Year.
`Since Then,' I Added, `I Have Counted thirty-One Days. This Is The 1St
Of February. We Landed on The 2Nd; Therefore Tomorrow Is The
Anniversary Of The Day Of Our Escape. As My Bookseller Has Not Sent Me
An Almanac For The Present Year, We Must Henceforth Reckon For
Ourselves.'
`Oh, That Will Be Good Fun For Us,' Said Ernest. `We Must Have A Long
Stick, Like Robinson Crusoe, And Cut A Notch In it Every Day, And Count
Them Up Every Now And Then, To See How The Weeks And Months And Years
Go By.'
`That Is All Very Well, If You Know For Certain The Number Of Days In
Each Month, And In the Year. What Do You Say, Ernest?'
`The Year Contains 365 Days, 5 Hours, 48 Minutes And 45 Seconds,'
Returned he Promptly.
`Perfectly Correct!' Said I, Smiling, `But You Would Get In a Mess With
Those Spare Hours, Minutes, And Seconds In a Year Or Two, Wouldn'T
You?'
`Not At All! Every Four Years I Would Add Them All Together, Make A
Day, Stick It Into February, And Call That Year Leap Year.'
`Well Done, Professor Ernest! We Must Elect You Astronomer Royal In
This Our Kingdom, And Let You Superintend And Regulate Everything
Connected with The Lapse Of Time, Clocks And Watches Included.'
Before They Went To Sleep, I Could Hear My Boys Whispering among
Themselves, About `Father'S Mysterious Allusions' To Next Day'S
Festival And Rejoicings; But I Offered no Explanation, And Went To
Sleep, Little Guessing that The Rogues Had Laid A Counter-Plot, Far
More Surprising than My Simple Plan For Their Diversion.
Nothing less Than A Roar Of Artillery Startled me From Sleep At
Daybreak Next Morning. I Sprang Up And Found My Wife As Much Alarmed as
I Was By The Noise, Otherwise I Should Have Been Inclined to Believe It
Fancy.
`Fritz! Dress Quickly And Come With Me!' Cried i, Turning to His
Hammock. Lo, It Was Empty! Neither He Nor Jack Were To Be Seen.
Altogether Bewildered, I Was Hastily Dressing, When Their Voices Were
Heard, And They Rushed in shouting:
`Hurrah! Didn'T We Rouse You With A Right Good Thundering salute?'
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But Perceiving at A Glance That We Had Been Seriously Alarmed, Fritz
Hastened to Apologize For The Thoughtless Way In which They Had Sought
To Do Honour To The Day Of Thanksgiving, Without Considering that An
Unexpected cannon-Shot Would Startle Us Unpleasantly From Our Slumbers.
We Readily Forgave The Authors Of Our Alarm, In consideration Of The
Good Intention Which Had Prompted the Deed, And, Satisfied that The Day
Had At Least Been Duly Inaugurated, We All Went Quietly To Breakfast.
Afterwards We Sat Together For A Long Time, Enjoying the Calm Beauty Of
The Morning, And Talking of All That Had Taken Place On The Memorable
Days Of The Storm A Year Ago; For I Desired that The Awful Events Of
That Time Should Live In the Remembrance Of My Children With A
Deepening sense Of Gratitude Of Our Deliverance.
Therefore I Read Aloud Passages From My Journal, As Well As Many
Beautiful Verses From The Psalms, Expressive Of Joyful Praise And
Thanksgiving, So That Even The Youngest Among Us Was Impressed and
Solemnized at The Recollections Of Escape From A Terrible Death, And
Also Led to Bless And Praise The Name Of The Lord Our Deliverer.
Dinner Followed shortly After This Happy Service, And I Then Announced
For The Afternoon A `Grand Display Of Athletic Sports', In which I And
My Wife Were To Be Spectators And Judges.
`Father, What A Grand Idea!'
`Oh, How Jolly! Are We To Run Races?'
`And Prizes! Will There Be Prizes, Father?'
`The Judges Offer Prizes For Competition In every Sort Of Manly
Exercise,' Replied i. `Shooting, Running, Riding, Leaping, Climbing,
Swimming, We Will Have An Exhibition Of Your Skill In all. Now For It!
`Trumpeters! Sound For The Opening of The Lists.'
Uttering these Last Words In a Stentorian Voice And Wildly Waving my
Arms Towards A Shady Spot, Where The Ducks And Geese Were Quietly
Resting, Had The Absurd Effect I Intended.
Up They All Started in a Fright, Gabbling and Quacking loudly, To The
Infinite Amusement Of The Children, Who Began To Bustle About In eager
Preparations For The Contest, And Begging to Know With What They Were
To Begin.
`Let Us Have Shooting first, And The Rest When The Heat Of The Day
Declines. Here Is A Mark I Have Got Ready For You,' Said I, Producing a
Board Roughly Shaped like A Kangaroo, And Of About The Size Of One.
This Target Was Admired, But Jack Could Not Rest Satisfied till He Had
Added ears, And A Long Leather Strap For A Tail.
It Was Then Fixed in the Attitude Most Characteristic Of The Creature,
And The Distance For Firing measured off. Each Of The Three Competitors
Part 3 Chapter 1 Pg 20Was To Fire Twice.
Fritz Hit The Kangaroo'S Head Each Time; Ernest Hit The Body Once; And
Jack, By A Lucky Chance, Shot The Ears Clean Away From The Head, Which
Feat Raised a Shout Of Laughter.
A Second Trial With Pistols Ensued, In which Fritz Again Came Off
Victor.
Then Desiring the Competitors To Load With Small Shot, I Threw A
Little Board As High As I Possibly Could Up In the Air, Each In turn
Aiming at And Endeavouring to Hit It Before It Touched the Ground.
In This I Found To My Surprise That The Sedate Ernest Succeeded quite
As Well As His More Impetuous Brother Fritz.
As For Jack, His Flying board Escaped wholly Uninjured. After This
Followed archery, Which I Liked to Encourage, Foreseeing that A Time
Might Come When Ammunition Would Fail; And In this Practise I Saw With
Pleasure That My Elder Sons Were Really Skilful, While Even Little
Franz Acquitted himself Well.
A Pause Ensued, And Then I Started a Running match. Fritz, Ernest And
Jack Were To Run To Falconhurst, By The Most Direct Path. The
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