 Chapter 17 Part 1 of The Swiss Family Robinson. The mother and Franz, though somewhat startled by the unexpected absence of Fritz, were delighted to see us return safely and listened with eager interest to our adventures. My wife shuddered and scarcely suppressed an involuntary scream as she heard of our desperate encounter with the lion and his mate. Jack's danger and providential escape, too, made her tremble, and so pale did he still look that she could scarcely believe he was uninjured. Tears came into Franz's eyes when he heard of the sad death of poor old Juno, and he inquired most tenderly whether her remains had been brought back, that they might be interred near the house which had been her home for so many years. Next day he saw her buried carefully, and earnest, at his request, produced an epitaph which was inscribed upon a slab of stone above her grave. Juno, a servant true lies here, a faithful friend, a dog, to all most dear, who met her end fighting right bravely in her master's cause. The flesh of the wild boar and the truffles were handed over to the mother, who received them with delight, promising us there from many a savoury dish. She would feign have had the boar's head, too, but my word was pledged to Ernest that it should adorn his museum, and, though my lips watered to taste it, baked in hot and taut fashion, I would not break my promise. This blended head, therefore, together with the lion's skins we carried to the tannery on Huell Island, where they were cleaned and dressed. Five days passed, but Fritz still remained absent. I could not conceal my anxiety, and at length determined to follow him. All were delighted at the proposal, and even the mother, when she heard that we were to sail in the Penis, agreed to accompany us. The boat was stored, and on a bright morning with a favourable breeze, we five, with the dogs, stepped aboard, and ran for Cape Minster. Our beautiful little yacht bounded over the water gaily, and the bright sunshine and delicious sea breeze put us all in the highest spirits. The entrance of the archway was in sight, and thither I was directing the boat's course. Suddenly, right ahead, I saw a dark and shadowy mass just below the surface of the water. A sunken rock, I thought to myself, and yet it is strange that I never before noticed it. I put down the helm in a moment, but a catastrophe seemed inevitable. We surged ahead, a slight shock, and all was over. The danger was past. I glanced a stern to look again at the dangerous spot, but the rock was gone, and, where but a moment before I had distinctly seen its great green shadow, I could now see nothing. Before we had recovered from our amazement a shout from Jack surprised me. There is another, he exclaimed, to Starbird Father. Sure enough, there lay, apparently, another sunken rock. The rock is moving, shouted France, and a great black body emerged from the sea, while from the upper extremity rushed a column of water, which, with a mighty noise, rose upward, and then fell like rain all around. The mystery was explained, for as the great beast emerged yet further from the water, I recognized, from its enormous size and great length of head, the cashelot whale. The monster was apparently enraged at the way we had scratched his back, for retreating to a short distance he evidently meditated a rush upon us. Fearful stories occurred to me of the savage temper of this whale, how he has been known to destroy boat after boat, and even ships, and with a feeling of desperation I sprang to one of the guns. Jack leaped to the other, and almost simultaneously we fired. Both shots apparently took effect, for the whale, after lashing the water violently for a few seconds, plunged beneath its surface and disappeared. We kept a sharp look out for him, for I was unwilling to lose such a valuable prize, and, reloading, stood toward the shore, in which direction he was apparently making. Presently we again sighted him in shallow water, lashing fearfully with his tail, and dying the waves around him with blood. Approaching the infuriate animal as nearly as I dared, we again fired. The struggles of the whale seemed for a few moments to become even yet more frantic, and then, with a quiver from head to tail, he lay motionless, dead. The boys were about to raise the cry of victory, but checked the shout upon their very lips, for, darting behind a rock, they aspired a canoe paddled by a tall and muscular savage, who now stood up in his skiff, and appeared to be examining us attentively. Seeing that we were standing toward him, the swarthy native seized his paddle, and again darted behind a rock. An awful thought now took possession of me. There must be a tribe of blacks lurking on these shores, and frits must have fallen into their hands. We, however, I determined, should not be easily taken, and our guns were loaded and run out. Presently a dusky face appeared, peeping at us from a lofty rock. It vanished, and we saw another peeping at us from lower down. Then again the skiff put out as though to make a further reconnoiter. All, even Jack, looked anxious, and glanced at me for orders. Hoist a white flag, said I, and hand me the speaking trumpet. I seized the instrument, and uttered such peaceable words in the Mele language as I could recall. Neither the flag nor my words seemed to produce any effect, and the savage was about to return to the shore. Jack, hereupon, lost patience, and in his turn took up the trumpet. Come here, you black son of a gun, he exclaimed. Come on, board, and make friends, or we'll blow you and your... Stop, stop, you foolish boy, I said. You will but alarm the man with your wild words and gestures. No, but see, he cried, he is paddling toward us. And sure enough the canoe was rapidly approaching. Presently a cry from front alarm'd me. Look, look, he shrieked. The villain is in fritz's kayak. I can see the walrus' head. Ernest alone remained unmoved. He took the speaking trumpet. Fritz ahoy, he shouted. Welcome, old fellow. The words were scarcely out of his mouth when I, too, recognized the well-known face beneath its dusky disguise. In another minute the brave boy was on board, and in spite of his blackened face was kissed and welcomed heartily. He was now assailed with a storm of questions from all sides. Where had he been? What had kept him so long, and why had he turned Blackamore? The last question, replied he with a smile, is the only one I will now answer. The other shall be explained when I give a full account of my adventures. Hearing guns fired, my mind was instantly filled with ideas of melee pirates, for I never dreamed that you could be here in the yacht, so I disguised myself as you now see me and came forth to reconnoit her. When you addressed me in melee you only added to my terror, for it left not a doubt in my mind that you were pirates. Having in our turn described to him our adventure with the casualot whale, I asked him if he knew of a suitable spot for the anchorage of the yacht. Certainly, he replied, casting toward me a glance full of meaning. I can lead you to an island where there is a splendid anchorage, and which is itself well worth seeing, for it contains all sorts of strange things. And after removing the stains from his skin and turning himself once more into a civilized being, he again sprang into his canoe and piloted us to a picturesque little island in the bay. Now that there could be no doubt as to the success of Fritz's expedition, I no longer hesitated to give my wife an account of his project and to prepare her mind for the surprise which awaited her. She was greatly startled, as I expected, and seemed almost overcome with emotion at the idea of seeing a human being and that being one of her own sex. But why, she asked, did you not tell me of this at first? Why wait until the last moment with such joyful news? I was unwilling, I replied, to Ray's hopes which might never be realized, but now, thank heaven, he has succeeded, and there is no need for concealment. The boys could not at all understand the evident air of mystery and suppressed excitement which neither their mother, Fritz nor I, could entirely conceal. They cast glances of the greatest curiosity toward the island, and as soon as the sails were furled and the anchor dropped, they sprang eagerly ashore. In a body we followed Fritz, maintaining perfect silence. Presently we emerged from the thicket through which we were passing, and saw before us a hut of sheltering boughs, at the entrance of which burned a cheerful fire. Into this leafy bower Fritz dived, leaving his brothers without, mute with astonishment. In another moment he emerged, leading by the hand a slight handsome youth, by his dress apparently a young English naval officer. The pair advanced to meet us, and Fritz, with a countenance radiant with joy, briefly introduced his companion as Edward Montrose. And, he continued, looking at his mother and me, will you not welcome him as a friend and a brother to our family circle? That we will indeed, I exclaimed, advancing and holding out my hands to the fair young stranger. Our wild life may have roughened our looks and manners, but it has not hardened our hearts, I trust. The mother, too, embraced the seeming youth most heartily. The lads, and even the dogs, were not behind hand in testifying their gratification at the appearance of their new friend. The former delighted at the idea of a fresh companion, and the latter won by her sweet voice and appearance. From the expression made use of by Fritz, I perceived that the girl wished her sex to remain unrevealed to the rest of the party, until the mother could obtain for her a costume more suited to her real character. The young men then ran down to the yacht to bring up what was necessary for supper, as well as to make preparations for a camp in which we might spend the night. This done the mother hastened to set before us a substantial meal, while the boys, anxious to make their new acquaintance feel at home among them, were doing their best to amuse her. She herself, after the first feeling of strangeness had worn off, entered fully into all their fun, and by the time they sat down to supper was laughing and chattering as gaily as any one of the rest. She admired the various dishes, tasted our mead, and, without alluding once to her previous life, kept up a lively conversation. The mere fact of meeting with any human being after so many years of isolation was in itself sufficient to raise the boys to the greatest state of excitement. But that this being should be one so handsome, so gay, so perfectly charming, seemed completely to have turned their heads, and when I gave the sign for breaking up of the feast, and their new friend was about to be led to the night-quarters which had been prepared for her on board the yacht, the health of Edward Montrose was proposed, and drank infragrant mead amid the cheers and exclamations of all hands. When she was gone and silence had been restored, Jack exclaimed. Now then, Fritz, if you please, just tell me where you came across this jolly fellow. Did you take your mysterious voyage in search of him, or did you meet him by chance, out with your adventures while we sit comfortably round the fire? So saying, Jack cast more wood upon the blazing pile, and throwing himself down in his usual careless fashion, prepared to listen attentively. End of Chapter 17 Part 1, read by Kara Schellenberg on August 7, 2009, in San Diego, California. Chapter 17 Part 2 of The Swiss Family Robinson. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. The Swiss Family Robinson by Johann R. Wies. Chapter 17 Part 2 Fritz, after a few moments' hesitation, began. Perhaps you remember, said he, how, when I returned from my expedition in the kayak the other day, I struck down an albatross. None but my father at the time knew, however, what became of the wounded bird, or even thought more about it. Yet it was that albatross who brought me notice of the shipwrecked stranger, and he too, I determined, should carry back a message, to cheer and encourage the sender. I first, as you know, prepared my kayak to carry two persons, and then, with a heartful of hope and trust, left you and the yacht and, with pounce seated before me, made for the open sea. For several hours I paddled steadily on till, the wind freshening, I thought it advisable to keep in nearer shore. That should a regular storm arise, I might find some sheltered bay, in which to weather it. It was well I did so, for scarcely had I reached a quiet cove, which promised to afford me the protection I desired, then the sea appeared one massive foam, great surging waves of rows, and even in the comparative calm of the bay I felt that I was in some danger. I passed the night in my kayak, and next morning, after a frugal meal of pemicin, and a draft of water from my flask, once more ventured forth. The wind had subsided, and the sea was tolerably smooth, and, keeping my eyes busily employed in seeking in every direction to detect, if possible, the slightest trace of smoke or other sign of human life, I paddled on till noon. The aspect of the coast now began to change. The shores were sandy, while further inland lay dense forests, from whose gloomy depths I could ever and anon hear the fierce roar of beasts of prey, the yell of apes, the fiendish laugh of the hyena, or the despairing death cry of a hapless deer. Seldom have I experienced a greater feeling of solitude than while listening to these strange sounds, and knowing that I, in this frail canoe, was the only human being near. Giving myself up to contemplation I rested on my paddle, and allowed my kayak to drift slowly on. As I neared the shore I noticed a large number of stranger-looking birds, who would sometimes flutter round me, and then dart back again to the border of the forest, where they were feeding on what appeared to be the pepper plant. They seized the berries in their great ponderous beaks, threw them up in the air, and then dexterously caught them in their fall. Their beaks were really something extraordinary. They looked as though they must give their owners a perpetual headache from their immense weight. The only thing that relieved the extreme ugliness of these great appendages was their gorgeous color, which was only rivaled by the gay hue of the plumage. I wished now that I had brought home a specimen, but at the time I was so much amused by watching the grotesque antics of the birds that I did not think of obtaining one. When I left the spot I settled in my own mind that they were toucans. Was I right, Ernest? The Professor, unwilling to interrupt the narrative, merely gave an oracular nod, and fritz continued. For some hours after this I paddled quickly on, sometimes passing the mouth of a stream, sometimes that of a broad river. Had I been merely on an exploring expedition, I should have been tempted, doubtless, to cruise a little way up one of these pathways into the forest. But now such an idea did not enter my head. On, on, on I felt I must go, until I should reach the goal of my voyage. The shades of night at length drew on, and, finding a sheltered cove, I moored my kayak and stepped on shore. You may imagine how pleasant it was to stretch my legs after sitting for so long in the cramped position which my kayak enforces. It would not do, however, to sleep on shore, so after preparing and enjoying my supper I returned on board, and there spent the night. Next morning pounce and I again landed for breakfast. I lit my fire, and hung before it a plump young parrot to roast. As I was so doing I heard a slight rustle among the long grass behind me. I glanced round, and there, with glaring eyes and his great tail swaying to and fro, I saw an immense tiger. In another moment his spring would have been made. I should have been no more, and our young guest would have been doomed to, God only knows, how many years of frightful solitude. My gun was lying by my side. Before I could have stooped to pick it up, the monster would have seized me. Pounce saw, and comprehended my danger. The heroic bird darted upon my enemy, and so blinded him with his flapping wings and the fierce blows of his beak, that his spring was checked, and I had time to recover my self-possession. I seized my gun and fired, and the brute, pierced to the heart, gave one spring, and then rolled over at my feet. My enemy was dead, but beside him a lass lay poor pounce, crushed and lifeless. One blow of the great beast's paw had struck him down, never to rise again. Fritz's voice shook as he came to this point, and after remaining silent for a moment or two he continued hurriedly. With a sad and desolate feeling at my heart I buried the faithful bird where he had met his death, and then, unable longer to continue near the spot, I returned to my kayak, and, leaving the great tiger lying where he fell, paddled hastily away. My thoughts were gloomy. I felt as though, now that my companion was gone, I could no longer continue the voyage. The albatross I thought may have flown for hundreds of miles before it reached me. This stranger may be on different shores from these entirely. Every stroke of my paddle may be carrying me further from the blazing signal, who knows. This feeling of discouragement was not, however, to be of long duration, for in a moment more a sight presented itself which banished all my doubts and fears, and raised me to the highest pitch of excitement. A high point of land lay before me. I rounded it, and beyond found a calm and pleasant bay, from whose curved and thickly wooded shores ran out a reef of rocks. From the point of this reef rose a column of smoke, steadily and clearly curling upward in the calm air. I could scarcely believe my senses, but stopped, gazing at it, as though I were in a dream. Then, with throbbing pulse and giddy brain, I seized my paddle, and strained every nerve to reach it. A few strokes seemed to carry me across the bay, and, securing my canoe, I leaped upon the rock, on which the beacon was blazing, but not a sign of a human being could I see. I was about to shout, for as the fire had evidently been recently piled up, I knew the stranger could not be far off. But before I could do so I saw a slight figure passing along the chain of rocks toward the spot on which I stood. You may all imagine my sensations. I advanced a few paces, and then mastering my emotion as best I could, I said, in English, Welcome, fair stranger! God in his mercy has heard your call, and has sent me to your aid. Miss Montrose came quickly forward. Who? What? shouted the boys, interrupting the narrative. Who came forward? And, amid a general hubbub, earnest, rising and advancing to his brother, said in his quiet way, I did not like to make any remark till you actually let out the secret fritz, but we need no longer pretend not to see through the disguise of Edward Montrose. Fritz, though much disconcerted by the discovery of the secret, recovered his self-possession, and, after bearing with perfect equanimity the jokes with which his brothers assailed him, joined in three cheers for their new sister, and when the confusion and laughter which ensued had subsided, continued his story. Miss Montrose grasped my hands warmly, and, guessing from my pronunciation, I am afraid, that I was not in the habit of speaking English every day of my life, said in French, Long, long have I waited since the bird returned with your message. Thank God you have come at last! Then with tears of joy and gratitude she led me to the shore where she had built a hut and a safe sleeping place, like falconhurst on a small scale, among the branches of a tree. I was delighted with all she showed me, for indeed her hut and its fittings evinced no ordinary skill and ingenuity. Round the walls hung bows, arrows, lances, and bird snares, while on her work-table, in boxes and cases, carved skillfully with a knife, were fish hooks of mother of pearl, needles made from fish-bones, and bodkins from the beaks of birds, fishing lines of all sorts, and knives and other tools. These latter she told me were, with a chest of wearing apparel, almost the only things washed ashore after the wreck, when three years ago she was cast alone upon this desolate coast. I marveled more and more at the wonderful way in which this girl had surmounted obstacles, the quarter of which would completely have appalled the generality of her sex. The hut itself was a marvel of skill. Stout posts had been driven into the ground with cross-pieces of bamboo to form a framework. The walls had been woven with reeds, the roof thatched with palm leaves, and the hole plastered smoothly with clay, an open space being left in the centre of the roof for a chimney to carry off the smoke of the fire. As we entered a cormorant, with a cry of anger, flew from under the table toward me, and was about to attack me fiercely. Miss Montrose called it off, and she then told me she had captured and tamed the bird soon after first landing, and since that time had contrived to train it to assist her in every conceivable way. It now not only was a pleasant companion, but brought her food of every description, fish, flesh, and fowl, for whether it dived into the waters, according to its natural habit, struck down birds upon the wing, or seized rabbits and other small animals upon the land, it laid all its booty at her feet. Before darkness closed in, all the curiosities and ingenious contrivances of the place had been displayed. The kitchen stove, cooking utensils, skin bottles, shell plates and spoons, the fishing raft, and numberless other things, and then sitting down with my fair hostess to a most appetising meal, she gave me a short account of her life. Jenny Montrose was the daughter of a British officer who had served for many years in India where she herself was born. At the early age of three years she lost her mother. After the death of his wife, all the colonels' love and care was centred upon his only child. Under his eye she was instructed in all the accomplishments suited to her sex, and from him she imbibed an ardent love of field sports. By the time she was seventeen she was as much at home upon her horse in the field as in her father's drawing-room. Colonel Montrose now received orders to return home with his regiment, and as for certain reasons he did not wish her to accompany him in the ship with the troops, he obtained a passage for her on board a vessel which was about to sail at the same time. The separation was extremely painful to both the old soldier and his daughter, but there was no alternative. They parted, and Miss Montrose sailed in the Dorcas for England. A week after she had left Calcutta a storm arose and drove the vessel far out of her course. More bad weather ensued, and at length, leaks having been sprung in all directions, the crew were obliged to take to the boats. Jenny obtained a place in one of the largest of these. After enduring the perils of the sea for many days, land was sighted, and the other boats having disappeared an attempt was made to land. The boat was capsized and Miss Montrose alone reached the shore. For a long time she lay upon the sand almost inanimate, but reviving sufficiently to move she at length obtained some shellfish, and by degrees recovered her strength. From that time forth until I appeared she never set eyes upon a human being. To attract any passing vessel and obtain assistance, however, she kept a beacon continually blazing at the end of the reef, and with the same purpose in view attached missives to the feet of any birds she could take alive in her snares. The albatross, she told me, she had kept for some time and partially tamed. But as it was in the habit of making long excursions on its own account she conceived the idea of sending it also with a message that should it by chance be seen and taken alive it might return with an answer. Our supper was over and at length both wearied out with the anxieties and excitement of the day we retired to rest, she to her leafy bower, and I to sleep in the hut below. Next morning having packed her belongings in the kayak we both went on board, and, bidding a due to her well-known bay, she took her seat before me and I made for home. We should have reached Rockburg this evening had not an accident occurred to our skiff and compelled us to put in at this island. The boat was scarcely repaired when I heard your first shots. I instantly disguised myself and, never doubting that melee pirates were near, came forth to reconnoit her. Glad indeed I was to find my fears ungrounded. All had listened attentively to Fritz's story, but now a dreadful yawn from Franz, followed by others from Jack, Ernest, and Fritz, and a great desire on my own part to follow their example, warned me that it was time to dismiss the party for the night. Fritz retired to his kayak, the boys and I to the deck of the yacht, and the remainder of the night passed quietly away. Next morning as we assembled for breakfast I took the opportunity of begging Miss Montrose no longer to attempt to continue her disguise, but to allow us to address her in her real character. Jenny smiled, for she had noticed, as the young men met her when she came from the cabin, a great alteration in their manner, and had at once seen that her secret was guessed. After all, she said, I need not be ashamed of this attire, it has been my only costume for the last three years, and in any other I should have been unable to manage all the work which during that time has been necessary. Our pleasant meal over I prepared to start for home, but Fritz reminded me of the cashelot, and although he confessed he should not care to repeat the operation of cutting up a whale, he thought it would be a pity to lose such a chance of obtaining a supply of spermaceti. I fully agreed with him, and, embarking, we quickly reached the sand bank on which the monster lay. No sooner did we come near than the dogs leaped ashore, and before we could follow rushed round to the other side of the great beast, snarling, growling, and howling ensued, and when we reached the spot we found a terrific combat going on. A troop of wolves were disputing fiercely with the dogs their right to the prey. Our appearance, however, quickly settled the matter. Two of the brutes already lay dead, and those that now escaped our guns galloped off. Among the pack were a few jackals, and no sooner did Coco catch sight of these, his relations, than, suddenly attracted by his instinct, he left his master's side, and in spite of our shouts and cries, joined them, and disappeared into the forest. As it would have been useless and dangerous to attempt to follow the deserter into the woods, we left him alone, trusting that he would return before we again embarked. Fritz then climbed up the mountain of flesh, and, with his hatchet, quickly laid open the huge skull. Jack and France joined him, earnest having remained on the island where we had left the mother and Jenny, and with buckets assisted him to bail out the spermaceti. The few vessels we possessed were soon full, and having stored them in the yacht, we once more embarked, and arrived at the little island shortly before the dinner hour. A capital meal had been prepared for us, and, when we had made ourselves presentable, we sat down to it, and related our adventures. The account of Coco's desertion was received with exclamations of surprise and sorrow. Yet, said Jenny, after a time, I do not think you should despair of his recovery, for animals in their native state seldom care to allow those that have been once domesticated to consort with them. My poor Albatross even, though he was never thoroughly tamed, and certainly did finally desert me, yet used to return at intervals. And I am pretty sure that, were you, Jack, to search the wood early to-morrow morning, you would find your pet only too willing to come back to civilized life. Or, if you like, I will go myself and find him, for I should immensely like to have a paddle in the kayak all by myself. Jack was delighted at the former suggestion, and though he would not listen for a moment to Jenny's request to be allowed to go alone, he agreed, if she cared for the fun of an early cruise, to accompany her in the canoe next morning, and to return to the yacht in time to start for Rockburg. At sunrise they were off, armed with bait in the shape of meat and biscuit, and a muzzle-and-chain which Jack had manufactured in the evening to punish the renegade for his offenses should they catch him. Arrived at the sand-bank they landed, and, after entering the forest and shouting, co-co, co-co, till the woods rang again, they presently aspired the truant, slouching disconsolently toward them, looking very miserable and heartily ashamed of himself. With torn ears, and coat ruffled and dirty, he sneaked up. There was no need to use the bait to entice him, and when the poor beast thus came, unhappy and begging forgiveness, Jack had not the heart to degrade him further with the muzzle and chain. He had evidently attempted to join his wild brethren, and by them had been scouted, worried, and hustled, as no true jackal, and, as Jenny had foretold, was now only too glad to return to bondage and to comfort. Poor co-co had recovered his spirit slightly by the time the yacht was reached, and after a hearty meal again took his place among the dogs, whom I had little doubt he would never again desert. All was now bustle and activity, and breakfast over we went aboard the yacht. Fritz and Jack stepped into the canoe, and we soon left Fair Isle and Pearl Bay, far behind. The morning was delightful. The sea, accepting for the slight ripple raised by the gentle breeze wafting us homeward, was perfectly calm. Slowly and contentedly we glided on through the wonders of the splendid archway, threaded our passage among the rocks and shoals, and passed out to the open sea. So slowly did we make our way that the occupants of the kayak announced that they could not wait for us when they had once piloted us out from among the shoals and reefs, and plied their paddles to such good purpose that they were soon out of sight. Nautilus Bay and Cape Pugnose were in due time past, however, and Shark Island Hove in sight. With great astonishment Jenny gazed at our watch tower, with its guard-house, the fierce-looking guns, and the waving flag upon the heights. We landed that she might visit the fortification, when we displayed all our arrangements with great pride. When they and the herd of lovely gazelles had been sufficiently admired, we again embarked and steered toward Deliverance Bay. On reaching the entrance a grand salute of twelve shots welcomed us and our fair guest to Rockburg. Naut pleased with the even number, however, Ernest insisted upon replying with thirteen guns, an odd number being, he declared, absolutely necessary for form's sake. As we neared the kay, Fritz and Jack stood ready to receive us, and with true politeness handed their mother and Jenny ashore. They turned and led the way to the house through the gardens, orchards, and shrubberies which lay on the rising ground that sloped gently upward to our dwelling. Jenny's surprise was changed to wonder as she neared the villa itself. Its broad, shady balcony, its fountains sparkling in the sun, the dove-cots, the pigeons wheeling above, and the bright fresh creepers twined round the columns delighted her. She could scarcely believe that she was still far from any civilized nation, and that she was among a family wrecked like herself upon a lonely coast. My amazement, however, fully equalled that of my little daughter when, beneath the shade of the veranda, I saw a table laid out with a delicious luncheon. All our china, silver, and glass had been called into requisition, and was arranged upon the spotless damask cloth. Wine sparkled in the decanters, splendid pineapples, oranges, guavas, apples, and pears, resting on cool green leaves, lay heaped in pyramids upon the porcelain dishes. A haunch of venison, cold fowl, hams, and tongues occupied the ends and sides of the table, while in the centre rose a vase of gay flowers, surrounded by bowls of milk and great jugs of mead. It was indeed a perfect feast, and the heartiness of the welcome brought tears of joy into the lovely eyes of the fair girl in whose honour it had been devised. All were soon ready to sit down, and Jenny, looking prettier than ever in the dress for which she had exchanged her sailor's suit, took the place of honour between the mother and me. Ernest and Franz also seated themselves, but nothing would induce Fritz and Jack to follow their example. They considered themselves our entertainers, and waited upon us most attentively, carving the joints, filling our glasses, and changing the plates. For, as Jack declared to Miss Montrose, the servants had all run away in our absence, and for the next day or two, perhaps, we should be obliged to wait upon ourselves. When the banquet was over and the waiters had satisfied their appetites, they joined their brothers, and with them displayed all the wonders of Rockburg to their new sister. To the house, cave, stables, gardens, fields, and boat-houses, to one after the other did they lead her. Not a corner would they have left unnoticed had not the mother, fearing they would tire the poor girl out, come to the rescue, and led her back to the house. On the following day, after an early breakfast, we started, while it was yet cool, for Falconhurst, and as I knew that repairs and arrangements for the coming winter would be necessary, and would detain us for several days, we took with us a supply of tools, as well as baskets of provisions, and other things essential to our comfort. The whole of our stud, excepting the ostrich, were in their paddocks near the tree, but Jack, saying that his mother and Jenny really must not walk the whole way, to the great amusement of the latter, leaped on hurry, and fled away in front of us. Before we had accomplished one quarter of the distance, we heard the thundering tread of many feet galloping down the avenue, and presently aspired our motley troop of steeds being driven furiously toward us. Storm, lightfoot, swift, grumble, stentor, arrow, and dart were there, with Jack on his fleet two-legged coarser at their heels. At his saddle-bow hung a cluster of saddles and bridles, the bits all jangling and clanking, adding to the din and confusion, and urging on the excited animals who thoroughly entered into the fun, and with tails in the air, ears back, and heels ever and anon thrown playfully out, seemed about to overwhelm us. We stepped aside to shelter ourselves behind trees from the furious onset, but a shout from Fritz brought the whole herd to a sudden halt, and Jack spurred toward us. Which of the cattle shall we saddle for you, Jenny? he shouted. They're all as gentle as lambs and as active as cats. Every one has been ridden by mother and knows what a side saddle means, so you can't go wrong. To his great delight Jenny quickly showed her appreciation of the merits of the steeds by picking out dart, the flitest and most spirited in the whole stud. The ostrich was then relieved of his unusual burden. The animals were speedily equipped, and lightfoot bearing the baskets and hampers, the whole party mounted and trotted forward. Jenny was delighted with her palfry, 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 hencoops. Many a shower whetted 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 among 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. End of Chapter 17 Part 2, read by Kara Schellenberg on August 7th, 2009 in San Diego, California. Chapter 18 of The Swiss Family Robinson This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. The Swiss Family Robinson by Johann Arvis Chapter 18 Many wondrous tales were told or read in turn by the boys and Jenny during the long evenings as we sat drawing, weaving, and plating in our cozy 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, while 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 flag-staff, re-hoisting the flag, and cleaning and putting into working order the two guns. Evening was drawing on, and our days work over. The rest of us were strolling up and down the beach, enjoying the cool sea breeze. They loaded and ran out their guns, and paddling off with an empty tub in the kayak, placed it out at sea as a mark for practice. They returned and fired, and the barrel flew in pieces, and then, 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 toward 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 melee 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 kayak 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 toward me. What would I advise? At present I said we can do nothing, for a night is drawing on. We must make what preparations 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 veranda, 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. 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 to 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 kayak, and with a parting intrigue from the mother 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 Pugnose 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 colors at her mast-head. 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 among 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 had 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 vessel. There was no doubt that Fritz was right, and my fears were once more dispelled. All was neatness and regularity on board, the spotless decks, the burnished steel and brass, and the air of perfect order which pervaded both ship and camp, betokened that authority and discipline there reigned. For some minutes longer we continued our examination of the scene, and then, satisfied by the appearance of the camp on shore that there was no chance of the brig quitting the coast for several days, we resolved to return without betraying our presence, for I was unwilling to appear before these strangers until we could do so in better form, and in a manner more in accordance with our actual resources. We again landed at Rockburg, where our family awaited our arrival in eager expectation, and as fully as possible we told them of all we had seen. They thoroughly approved of our caution, and even Jenny, whose hopes had been excited to the highest pitch by our description of the English vessel, and who longed to meet her countrymen once more, agreed to postpone the visit until the following day, when, having put our yacht into good order, we might pay our respects to the captain, not as poor shipwrecked creatures begging assistance, but as lords and masters of the land, seeking to know for what purpose strangers were visiting the coast. The rest of the day was occupied in making our preparations. Our dainty little craft was made to look her very best, her decks were scrubbed, her brass guns burnished, all lumber removed and put ashore, and the flag of England hoisted to her peak. The mother overhauled our wardrobes, and the neatest uniforms were put ready for the boys and me, for though neither my wife nor Jenny had ever dreamed of appearing otherwise than they would have done had they been at home among civilized people in Europe, yet we, accustomed daily to rough and often very dirty work, had adopted just that custom which best suited our comfort and inclination. We should indeed have surprised the smart man-o'-war's men had we appeared in our great shapeless wide-brimmed hats, our linen coats and trousers, our broad leather and belts and hairy buskins, so we next day readily donned the more-becoming costumes. At the break of that eventful morn, when we were destined once more to set our eyes upon our fellow men and to hear news of the outer world, from which for so many years we had been exiled, we assembled in our little breakfast-room. The meal was eaten hurriedly and almost in silence, for our hearts were too full and our minds too busily occupied to allow of any outward display of excitement. Fritz and Jack then slipped quietly out and presently returned from the garden with baskets of the choicest fruits in fresh and fragrant profusion, and with these, as presents for the strangers, we went on board our yacht. The anchor was weighed, the sails set, and with the canoe in tow the little vessel, as though partaking of our hopes and joyous expectation, bounded merrily over the waters of Safety Bay, gave a wide berth to the reef, against whose frowning rocks the sea still lashed itself to foam, and kept away from the cove where the English ship unconsciously awaited us. The pugnosed cape was reached, and to the surprise and utter amazement of the strangers, we rounded the point and brought up within hail. Every eye on board and on shore was turned toward us, every glass was produced and fixed upon our motions, for of all the strange sights which the gallant crew may have looked for, such an anomaly as a pleasure yacht, manned by such a party as ours, and cruising upon this strange and inhospitable shore, was the furthest from their thoughts. Fritz and I stepped into our boat and pulled for the brig. In another minute we were upon her deck, the captain, with the simple frankness of a British seaman, welcomed us cordially, and, having led us into his cabin, begged us to explain to what good fortune he owed a visit from residents upon a coast generally deemed uninhabited, or the abode of the fiercest savages. I gave him an outline of the history of the wreck, and of our sojourn upon these shores, and spoke to him, too, of Miss Montrose, and of the providential way in which we had been the means of rescuing her from her lonely position. Then, said the gallant officer, rising and grasping Fritz by the hand, let me heartily thank you in my own name, and in that of Colonel Montrose, for it was the hope of finding some trace of that brave girl that led me to these shores. The disappearance of the Dorcas has been a terrible blow to the Colonel, and yet, though for three years no word of her, or any of those who sailed in her has reached England, he has never entirely abandoned all hope of again hearing of his daughter. I knew this, and a few weeks ago when I was about to leave Sydney for the Cape, I found three men who declared themselves survivors of the Dorcas, and said that their boat, of four which left the wreck, was the only one which, to their knowledge, reached land in safety. From them I learned all particulars, and applying for permission to cruise in these latitudes, I sailed in hopes of finding further traces of the unfortunate crew. My efforts have been rewarded by unlooked for success. Fritz replied most modestly to the praises which he received, and then the captain begged to be introduced to my wife and Miss Montrose. And he continued, if it be not contrary to your rules of discipline, for the whole ship's company to be absent at once, I will now send a boat for the remainder of your party. One of the officers was accordingly dispatched to the yacht with a polite message, and the mother, Jenny, and our boys were presently on board. Our kind host greeted them most warmly, and he and his officers vied with one another in doing us honour. They proved indeed most pleasant entertainers, and the time passed rapidly away. At luncheon the captain told us that there had sailed with him from Sydney an invalid gentleman, Mr. Wollstone, his wife, and two daughters, but that, though the sea voyage had been recommended on account of his health, yet it had not done Mr. Wollstone so much good as had been anticipated, and he had suffered so greatly from the effects of the storm, which had driven the unicorn into the bay for repairs, that he had been eager to rest for a short time on land. We were anxious to meet the family, and in the afternoon it was decided that we should pay them a visit. Tents had been pitched for their accommodation under the shady trees, and when we landed we found Mr. Wollstone seated by one of them, enjoying the cool breeze. He and his family were delighted to see us, and so much did we enjoy their society that evening found us still upon the shore. It was too late then to return to Rockburg, and the captain kindly offered tents for the accommodation of those who could not find room in the yacht. The boys spent the night on land. That night I had a long and serious consultation with my wife as to whether or not we really had any well-grounded reason for wishing to return to Europe. It would be childish to undertake a voyage thither simply because an opportunity offered for doing so. Neither knew to what decision the feelings of the other inclined, each was afraid of expressing what might run counter to those feelings, but gradually it began to appear that neither entertained any strong wish to leave the peaceful island, and finally we discovered that the real wish, which lay at the bottom of both our hearts, was to adopt New Switzerland as thenceforward our home. What can be more delightful than to find harmony of opinion in those we love when a great and momentous decision has to be taken? My dear wife assured me that she desired nothing more earnestly than to spend the rest of her days in a place to which she had become so much attached, provided I, and at least two of her sons, also wished to remain. From the other two she would willingly part if they chose to return to Europe, with the understanding that they must endeavor to send out immigrants of a good class to join us, and form a prosperous colony, adding that she thought the island ought to continue to bear the name of our native country, even if inhabited in future time by colonists from England as well as from Switzerland. I heartily approved of this excellent idea, and we agreed to mention it, while consulting with Captain Littlestone on the subject of placing the island under the protection of Great Britain. Then came the question as to which of our sons were best suited to remain with us, and which to go away. This point we left undecided, thinking that in the course of a few days they would probably make a choice of their own accord, which they did, even sooner than we anticipated. After breakfast it was proposed that Captain Littlestone might bring his ship round to Safety Bay, that we might receive a visit from him and his party at Rockburg, where we invited the invalid Mr. Walston and his family in hopes that his health might benefit by a comfortable residence on shore. No sooner was this plan adopted than Fritz and Jack hurried off in the canoe to prepare for their reception, being followed in more leisurely style by the brig and our yacht. But what words can express the amazement of our guests when, rounding the rocky cape at the entrance, Safety Bay, the beautiful domain of Rockburg lay before them. Still greater was their astonishment as a salute of eleven guns boomed from the battery on Shark Island, where the royal standard of England was displayed, and floated majestically on the morning breeze. A glow of surprise and pleasure beamed on every countenance, and poor Walston's spirits appeared to revive with the very idea of peace and happiness to be enjoyed in such a home. He was carried on shore with the utmost care and tenderness, and comfortably established in my room, a camp-bed for Mrs. Walston being added to the furniture there that she might be able conveniently to attend on her husband. Meantime the scene at the harbour and all round Rockburg was of the liveliest description. Merriment and excitement prevailed in all directions, as the beauties and wonders of our residents were explored, so that a summons to dinner scarcely attracted notice. However, as a visit to Falconhurst was projected, the company was at length induced to be seated, and to partake of our good cheer. But the spirit of restlessness soon returned, and the young people kept roaming about through our hitherto quiet lawns, avenues, and shrubberies, until I was ready to believe their number three times what it actually was. Toward evening the universal excitement began to abate, and the party assembled for supper with tolerable composure. Mr. Walston was able to join us, as the rest he had enjoyed and the pleasure inspired by the hope of a residence among us seemed to have given him new life. This wish he now distinctly expressed in his own name, and in that of his wife, inquiring what our intentions were and proposing, if agreeable to us that they, with their eldest daughter, whose health like his own was delicate, should make a long stay on the island, while the younger daughter went for the present to her brother at the Cape of Good Hope. In the event of his ultimately deciding to settle all together among us, Mr. Walston would propose that his son should leave the Cape and join our colony. With sincere satisfaction I welcomed this proposal, saying that it was my wish and that of my wife to remain for the rest of our days in New Switzerland. Hurrah for New Switzerland! New Switzerland forever! shouted the whole company enthusiastically as they raised their glasses and made them touch with a musical ring, which so expressively denotes a joyful unanimity of sentiment. Prosperity to New Switzerland, long may she flourish! echoed on all sides. Long life and happiness to those who make New Switzerland their home, added Ernest, to my great surprise, leaning forward as he spoke, to ring his glass with mine, his mother's, and Mr. Walston's. Won't somebody wish long life and prosperity to those who go away? inquired Jenny with a pretty arch-look. Much as I long to return to England and my father, my inclination will waver if all the cheers are for New Switzerland. Three cheers for England and Colonel Montrose, cried Fritz, success and happiness to us who return to Europe. And while the vaulted roofs rang with the cheering elicited by this toast, a glance from Jenny showed him how much she thanked him for appreciating her wish to return to her father, notwithstanding her attachment to our family. Well, said I, when silence was restored, since Fritz resolves to go to England he must undertake for me the duty of bringing happiness to a mourning father by restoring to him this dear daughter, whom I have been ready to regard as my own, by right of her cast on the shores of my island. Ernest chooses to remain with me, his mother and I rejoice heartily in this decision and promise him all the highest scientific appointments in our power to bestow. And now what is Jack's choice? The only talent I can say he possesses is that of a comic actor, and to shine on the stage he must needs go to Europe. Jack is not going to Europe, however, was his reply. He means to stay here, and when Fritz is gone he will be the best rider and the best shot in New Switzerland, which is the summit of his ambition. The fact is, he continued laughing, I rather stand in awe of their European schools and should expect to find myself caught and clapped into one if I ventured to near them. A good school is exactly what I want, said Franz. Among a number of students there is some emulation and enthusiasm, and I shall have a chance of rising in the world. Fritz will probably return here some day, but it might be well for one member of the family to go home with the intention of remaining there altogether, and as I am the youngest I could more easily than the rest adapt myself to a different life. My father, however, will decide for me. You may go, my dear son, I replied, and God bless all our plans and resolutions. The whole earth is the Lord's, and where, as in his sight, you lead good and useful lives, there is your home. And now that I know your wishes, the only question is whether Captain Littlestone will kindly enable you to carry them out. All eyes were fixed eagerly upon him, and after a moment's pause the gallant officer spoke as follows. I think my way in this matter is perfectly clear, and I consider that I have been providentially guided to be the means of once more placing this family in communication with their friends and with the civilized world. My orders were to search for a shipwrecked crew. Survivors from two wrecks have been discovered. Three passengers express a wish to leave my ship here instead of at the Cape, while at the same time I am requested to give to three persons a passage to England. Could anything suit better? I am most willing to undertake the charge of those who may be committed to my care. Every circumstance has been wonderfully ordered and linked together by divine providence, and if England gains a prosperous and happy colony it will prove a fitting clasp to this fortunate chain of events. Three cheers for new Switzerland. Deep emotions stirred every heart as the party separated for the night. Many felt that they were suddenly standing on the threshold of a new life, while for myself a weight was rolled from my heart, and I thanked God that a difficulty was solved which for years had oppressed me with anxiety. After this nothing was thought of but making preparations for the departure of the dear ones bound for England. Captain Littlestone allowed as much time as he could spare, but it was necessarily short, so that incessant movement and industry pervaded the settlement for several days. Everything was provided and packed up, that could in any way add to our children's comfort on the voyage, or benefit them after their arrival in England, and a large share of my possessions in pearls, corals, furs, spices, and other valuables would enable them to take a good position in the world of commerce. I committed to their care private papers, money, and jewels, which I knew to have been the personal property of the captain of our ill-fated ship, desiring them to hand them over, if possible, to his heirs. A short account of the wreck with the names of the crew, a list of which I had found, was given to Captain Littlestone. Fritz, having previously made known to me what indeed was very evident, the attachment between himself and Jenny, I advised him to mention it to Colonel Montrose as soon as possible after being introduced to him, and ask for his sanction to their engagement. I on my part gladly bestowing mine, as did his mother, who loved the sweet girl dearly, and heartily grieved to part with her. On the evening before our separation I gave to Fritz the journal in which, ever since the shipwreck, I had chronicled the events of our life, desiring that the story might be printed and published. It was written, as you well know, said I, for the instruction and amusement of my children, but it is very possible that it may be useful to other young people, more especially to boys. Children are, on the whole, very much alike everywhere, and you for lads fairly represent multitudes who are growing up in all directions. It will make me happy to think that my simple narrative may lead some of these to observe how blessed are the results of patient continuance in well-doing, what benefits arise from the thoughtful application of knowledge and science, and how good and pleasant a thing it is when brethren dwell together in unity under the eye of parental love. Night has closed around me. For the last time my united family slumbers beneath my care. Tomorrow this closing chapter of my journey will pass into the hands of my eldest son. From afar I greet thee, Europe. I greet thee, dear old Switzerland. Like thee may new Switzerland flourish and prosper. Good, happy, and free. The end. End of the Swiss family Robinson, read by Kara Schellenberg for LibriVox.org. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain.