 CHAPTER III. PART I. I will spare you a description, said my wife, of our first day's occupations. Truth to tell, I spent the time chiefly in anxious thought, and watching your progress and signals. I rose very early this morning, and with the utmost joy perceiving your signal that all was right, hastened to reply to it, and then, while my sons yet slumbered, I sat down and began to consider how our position could be improved. "'For it is perfectly impossible,' said I to myself, to live much longer where we are now. The sun beats burningly the life-long day on this bare, rocky spot. Our only shelter is this poor tent, beneath the canvas of which the heat is even more oppressive than on the open shore. Why should not I and my little boys exert ourselves as well as my husband and Fritz? Why should not we, too, try to accomplish something useful? If we could but exchange this melancholy and unwholesome abode for a pleasant, shady dwelling-place, we should all improve in health and spirits. Among those delightful woods and groves where Fritz and his father saw so many charming things, I feel sure there must be some little retreat where we could establish ourselves comfortably. There must be, and I will find it.' By this time the boys were up, and I observed Jack very quietly and busily occupied with his knife about the spot where Fritz's jackal lay. Watching his proceedings I saw that he had cut two long, narrow strips of the animal's skin, which he cleaned and scraped very carefully. And then taking a handful of great nails out of his pocket he stuck them through the skin, points outward, after which he cut strips of canvas sailcloth, twice as broad as the thongs, doubled them, and laid them on the raw side of the skin so as to cover the broad, flat nail-heads. At this point of the performance Master Jack came to me with the agreeable request that I would kindly stitch the canvas and, moist, skin together for him. I gave him needles and thread, but could not think of depriving him of the pleasure of doing it himself. However, when I saw how good-humoredly he persevered in the word with his awkward, unskilled fingers, I took pity on him, and conquering the disgust I felt, finished lining the skin dog-collars he had so ingeniously contrived. After this I was called upon to complete, in the same way, a fine belt of skin he had made for himself. I advised him to think of some means by which the skin might be kept from shrinking. Ernest, although rather treating Jack's manufacture with ridicule, proposed a sensible enough plan which Jack forthwith put into execution. He nailed the skin, stretched flat, on a board, and put it in the sun to dry. My scheme of a journey was agreed too joyously by my young companions. Preparations were instantly set on foot, weapons and provisions provided, the two elder boys carrying guns, while they gave me charge of the water flask and a small hatchet. Leaving everything in as good order as we could at the tent, we proceeded toward the stream, accompanied by the dogs. Turk, who had accompanied you on your first expedition, seemed immediately to understand that we wished to pursue the same route, and proudly led the way. As I looked at my two young sons, each with his gun, and considered how much the safety of the party depended on these little fellows, I felt grateful to you, dear husband, for having acquainted them in childhood with the use of firearms. Filling our water-jar we crossed the stream, and went on to the height, from whence, as you described, a lovely prospect is obtained, at the sight of which a pleasurable sensation of buoyant hope, to which I had long been a stranger, awoke within my breast. A pretty little wood in the distance attracted my notice particularly, and thither we directed our course. But soon finding it impossible to force our way through the tall, strong grass, which grew in dense luxuriance higher than the children's heads, we turned toward the open beach on our left, and, following it, we reached a point much nearer the little woods, when, quitting the strand, we made toward it. We had not entirely escaped the tall grass, however, and with the utmost fatigue and difficulty we were struggling through the reeds, when suddenly a great rushing noise terrified us all dreadfully. A very large and powerful bird sprang upward on the wing. Both boys attempted to take aim, but the bird was far away before they were ready to fire. "'Oh, dear, what a pity!' exclaimed Ernest. Now, if I had only had my light gun, and if the bird had not flown quite so fast, I should have brought him down directly. "'Oh, yes,' said I. No doubt you would be a capital sportsman if only your game would always give you time to make ready comfortably.' "'But I had no notion that anything was going to fly up just at our feet like that,' cried he. "'A good shot,' I replied, must be prepared for surprises. Neither wild birds nor wild beasts will send you notice that they are about to fly or to run.' "'What sort of bird can it have been?' inquired Jack. "'Oh, it certainly must have been an eagle,' answered little Franz. "'It was so very big.' "'Just as if every big bird must be an eagle,' replied Ernest, in a tone of derision. "'Let's see where he was sitting at all events,' said I. Jack sprang toward the place, and instantly a second bird, rather larger than the first, rushed upward into the air, with a most startling noise. The boys stood staring upward, perfectly stupefied, while I laughed heartily, saying, "'Well, you are first-rate sportsman, to be sure. You certainly will keep my larder famously well supplied.' At this Ernest colored up, and looked inclined to cry, while Jack put on a comical face, pulled off his cap, and with a low bow called after the fugitive. "'A dew for the present, sir? I live in hopes of another meeting.' On searching the ground carefully, we discovered a rude sort of nest made untidily of dry grass. It was empty, although we perceived broken eggshells at no great distance, and concluded that the young brood had escaped among the grass, which, in fact, we could see was waving at a little distance, as the little birds ran through it. "'Now look here, Franz,' said Ernest, presently. "'Just consider how this bird could by any possibility have been an eagle. Eagles never build on the ground, neither can their young leave the nest and run as soon as they are out of the egg. That is a peculiarity of the galinacious tribe of birds alone, to which then these must belong. The species, I think, is indicated by the white belly, and dull red color of the wing-coverts, which I observed in these specimens, and I believe them to be busterds. Especially as I noticed in the largest the fine mustache-like feathers over the beak, peculiar to the great busterd. "'My dear boy,' I said, your eyes were actively employed, I must confess, if your fingers were unready with the gun. And, after all, it is just as well, perhaps, that we have not thrown the busterds' family into mourning. Thus chatting we at length approached my pretty wood. Numbers of birds fluttered and sang among the high branches, but I did not encourage the boys in their wish to try to shoot any of the happy little creatures. We were lost in admiration of the trees in this grove, and I cannot describe to you how wonderful they are, nor can you form the least idea of their enormous size without seeing them yourself. What we had been calling a wood proved to be a group of about a dozen trees only, and, what was strange, the roots sustained the massive trunks exalted in the air, forming strong arches and props and stays all around each individual stem, which was firmly rooted in the center. I gave Jack some twine, and scrambling up one of the curious open-air roots, he succeeded in measuring round the trunk itself, and made it out to be about eighteen yards. I saw no sort of fruit, but the foliage is thick and abundant, throwing delicious shade on the ground beneath, which is carpeted with soft green herbage, and entirely free from thorns, briars, or bushes of any kind. It is the most charming resting place that ever was seen, and I and the boys enjoyed our midday meal immensely in this glorious palace of the woods, so grateful to our senses after the glare and heat of our journey thither. The dogs joined us after a while. They had lingered behind on the seashore, and I was surprised to see them lie down and go comfortably to sleep, without begging for food, as they do usually when we eat. The longer we remained in this enchanting place, the more did it charm my fancy, and if we could but manage to live in some sort of dwelling up among the branches of those grand, noble trees, I should feel perfectly safe and happy. It seemed to me absurd to suppose we should ever find another place half so lovely, so I determined to search no further, but return to the beach and see if anything from the wreck had been cast up by the waves, which we could carry away with us. Before starting, Jack persuaded me to sit quietly a little longer, and finish making his belt and the spike collars for the dogs, for you must know that the child had actually been carrying the board on which these were stretched all this time, so that they should get the full benefit of the sun. As they were now quite dry, I completed them easily, and Jack girded on the belt with great pride, placing his pistols in it, and marching about in the most self-important style, while Ernest fitted the collars on the two dogs. On reaching the shore we found it strewed with many articles, doubtless of value, but all too heavy for us to lift. We rolled some casks, however, beyond High Watermark, and dragged a chest or two also higher on the beach, and while doing so observed that our dogs were busy among the rocks. They were carefully watching the crevices and pools, and every now and then would pounce downward and seize something which they swallowed with apparent relish. They are eating crabs, said Jack, no wonder they have not seemed hungry lately. And sure enough they were catching the little green crabs with which the water abounded. These however did not apparently entirely satisfy them. Some time afterward, just as we were about to turn inland toward the ford, we noticed that Juno was scraping in the sand, and turning up some round substances, which she hastily devoured. Just went to see what these were, and reported in his calm way that the dog had found turtles' eggs. Oh! cried I, then let us by all means share in the booty. Mrs. Juno, however, did not at all approve of this, and it was with some difficulty that we drove her aside while we gathered a couple of dozen of eggs, stowing them in our provision-bags. While thus employed we caught sight of a sail which appeared to be merrily approaching the shore beyond the cliffs. Ernest declared it must be our raft. Little Franz, always having the fear of savages before his eyes, began to look frightened, and for a moment I myself was doubtful what to think. However we hastened to the stream, and crossing it by the stepping-stones came in sight of the landing-place where we joyfully met you. Now I hope you approve of the proceedings of your exploring party, and that tomorrow you will do me the favour of packing everything up, and taking us away to live among my splendid trees. I, little wife, said I, so that is your idea of comfort and security, is it? A tree, I do not know how many feet high, on which we are to perch and roost like the birds. If we had but wings, or a balloon, it would, I own, be a capital plan. Laugh as much as you like, returned my wife. My idea is not so absurd as you make it out. We should be safe up there from Jackal's visits during the night, and I know I have seen at home, in Switzerland, quite a pretty arbor with a strong floor, up among the branches of a lime tree, and we went up a staircase to reach it. Why could not we contrive a place like that, where we could sleep safely at night? I will consider the idea seriously, my wife, said I, perhaps something may come of it after all. Meantime, as we have finished our supper, and night is coming on, let us commend ourselves to almighty protection, and retire to rest. Beneath the shelter of our tent we all slept soundly, like marmots, until break of day, when my wife and I awaking, we took counsel together as to future proceedings. Referring to the task she had the previous evening proposed for me, I remarked that to undertake it would involve so many difficulties that it was highly necessary to look closely into the subject. In the first place, said I, I am unwilling hastily to quit a spot to which I am convinced we were providentially led as a landing-place. See how secure it is, guarded on all sides by these high cliffs, and accessible only by the narrow passage to the ford, while from this point it is so easy to reach the ship that the whole of the valuable cargo is at our disposal. Suppose we decide to stay patiently here for the present, until, at least, we have brought on shore everything we possibly can. I agree with you to a certain extent, dear husband, But you do not know how dreadfully the heat among the rocks tries me. It is almost intolerable to us who remain here all day, while you and Fritz are away out at sea, or wandering among the shady woods, where cool fruits refresh, and fair scenes delight you. As to the contents of the ship, an immense deal has been cast ashore, and I would much rather give up all the remainder, and be spared the painful anxiety it gives me when you even talk of venturing again on the faithless deep. Well, I must admit that there is much right on your side, I continued. Suppose we were to remove to your toes an abode, and make this rocky fastness our magazine and place of retreat in case of danger. I could easily render it more secure by blasting portions of the rock with gunpowder. But a bridge must be constructed in the first place, to enable us to cross bag and baggage. Oh, I shall be parched to death before we can leave this place, if a bridge has to be made, cried my wife impatiently. Why not just take our things on our backs and wade across as we have done already? The cow and donkey could carry a great deal. That they will have to do in whatever fashion we make the move, said I, but bags and baskets we must have to put things in, and if you will turn your attention to providing those I will set about the bridge at once. It will be wanted not once but continually, the stream will probably swell and be impassable at times, and even as it is an accident might happen. Well, well, cried my wife, I submit to your opinion, only pray said about it without delay, for I long to be off. It is an excellent idea to make a strong place among the cliffs here, the gunpowder especially I shall be delighted to see stored here when we go away, for it is frightfully dangerous to keep so much as we have, close to our habitation. Gunpowder is indeed the most dangerous, and at the same time the most useful thing we have, said I, and for both these reasons we must be especially careful of it. In time I will hollow out a place in the rock, where we can store it safe, from either fire or damp. By this morning's consultation we had settled the weighty question of our change of abode, and also chalked out work for the day. When the children heard of the proposed move their joy was boundless, they began at once to talk of it as, our journey to the promised land, and only regretted that time must be wasted, as they said, in bridge-building before it could be undertaken. Everyone being impatient for breakfast, that work might be begun at once, the cow and goats were milked, and having enjoyed a comfortable meal of biscuit boiled in milk, I prepared to start for the wreck, in order to obtain planks for the proposed bridge. Ernest as well as Fritz accompanied me, and we were soon within the influence of the current, and were carried swiftly out to sea. Fritz was steering, and we had no sooner passed beyond the islet at the entrance of the bay, so as to come in sight of its seaward breach, then we were astonished to see a countless multitude of sea-birds, gulls and others, which rose like a cloud into the air, disturbed by our approach, and deafened us by their wild and screaming cries. Fritz caught up his gun, and would have sent a shot among them had I permitted it. I was curious to find out what could be the attraction for all this swarm of feathered fowl, and availing myself of a fresh breeze from the sea, I set the sail, and directed our course toward the island. The swelling sail and flying pennant charmed Ernest, while Fritz bent his keen eyes eagerly toward the sandy shore, where the flocks of birds were again settling. Presently he shouted, Ah ha! now I see what they are after, they have got a huge monster of a fish there, and a proper feast they are making. Let's have a nearer look at it, father. We could not take our boat very close in, but we managed to affect a landing at a short distance from the festive scene, and, securing the raft by casting a rope round a large stone, we cautiously drew near the object of interest. It proved to be a monstrous fish on whose flesh these multitudes of birds were ravenously feeding, and it was extraordinary to watch the ferocity, the envy, the gluttony, and all manner of evil passions exhibited among the guests at this banquet. There was nothing on this sandy beach when we passed yesterday. I am certain, father, said Fritz. It seems strange to see this creature stranded here. Why, Fritz, cried Ernest, it must be the shark, your shark, you know. I believe I can see where you hit him in the head. You are right, I do believe, Ernest, said I, though I think your imagination only can distinguish the gunshot wound among all the pecking and tearing of the voracious birds there. Just look, boys, at those terrific jaws beneath the strangely projecting snout. See the rows upon rows of murderous teeth, and thank God we were delivered from them. Let us try if we can induce these greedy birds to spare us a bit of the shark's skin. It is extremely rough, and when dry may be used like a file. Ernest drew the ramrod from his gun, and charged so manfully into the crowd that, striking right and left, he speedily killed several while most of the others took to flight. Fritz detached some broad strips of skin with his knife, and we returned toward the boat. Perceiving with satisfaction that the shore was strewn with just the sort of boards and planks I wanted, I lost no time in collecting them, and, forming a raft to tow after us, we were in a short time able to direct our course homeward without visiting the wreck at all. As we sailed along, extremely well pleased with our good fortune, Fritz by my direction nailed part of the shark's skin flat on boards to dry in the sun, and the rest on the rounded mast. Will that be a good plan, father, inquired he? It will be quite bent and crooked when it hardens. That is just what I want it to be, said I, we may happen to find it useful in that form as well as flat. It would be beautiful chagrin if we could smooth and polish it. I thought, remarked Ernest, that chagrin was made from asses hide. And you thought rightly, said I, the best chagrin is prepared in turkey, persia, and tartary, from the skins of horses and asses. In these skins the roughness is produced artificially, while the skin is newly flayed and still soft, hard grains of corn are spread on the under-surface and pressed into it as it dries. These grains are afterward removed, and the roughness imparted to the appearance of the skin remains indelibly. Chagrin is useful in polishing joiner's work, and it is made in France from the rough skin of a hideous creature called the angelfish. Angelfish, exclaimed Fritz, what a name to give to anything hideous father. There are bad angels as well as good ones, observed Ernest, in his dry, quiet way. It is better to leave people to see for themselves which is meant. By this time we were close in shore, and lowering the sail we soon had our craft, with the raft in tow, safely moored to the bank. No one was in sight, not a sound to be heard, so with united voice we gave a loud cheery halloo, which after a while was answered in shrill tones, and the mother, with her two boys, came running from behind the rocks between us and the stream, each carrying a small bundle in a handkerchief, while little fronts held aloft a landing net. Our return so soon was quite unexpected, and they anxiously inquired the reason, which we soon explained, and then the mysterious bundles were opened, and a great number of fine crawfish displayed, whose efforts to escape by scuttling away in every direction, directly they were placed in a heap on the ground, caused immense fun and laughter as the boys pursued and brought them back, only to find others scrambling off in a dozen different ways. Now, Father, have we not done well today? cried Jack. Did you ever see such splendid crawfish? Oh, there were thousands of them, and I am sure we have got two hundred here at least. Just look at their claws. No doubt you were the discoverer of these fine crabs, eh Jack? said I. No, fancy young fronts being the lucky man, answered he. He and I went toward the stream, while mother was busy, just to look for a good place for the bridge. Fronts was picking up pebbles and alabasters, some because they were so pretty, some to strike sparks with in the dark, and some, he insisted, were gold. Jack, Jack! cried he presently. Come and see the crabs on Fritz's jackal. You know we threw it away there, and to be sure it was swarming with these creatures. Are you glad we have found them, Father? Will they be good to eat? Very excellent, my boy, and we may be thankful that food for our wants is thus provided day by day. When each party had related the day's adventures, and while the mother was cooking the crawfish, we went to bring our store of planks to land. Even this apparently simple operation required thought, and I had to improvise rope harness for the cow and the donkey, by which we could make them drag each board separately from the water's edge to the margin of the stream. Jack showed me where he thought the bridge should be, and I certainly saw no better place as the banks were at that point tolerably close to one another, steep, and of about equal height. How shall we find out if our planks are long enough to reach across? said I. A surveyor's table would be useful now. What do you say to a ball of string, Father? said Ernest. Tie one end to a stone. Throw it across, then draw it back and measure the line. Adopting my son's idea, we speedily ascertained the distance across to be eighteen feet. Then allowing three feet more at each side, I calculated twenty-four feet as the necessary length of the boards. The question as to how the planks were to be laid across was a difficult one. We resolved to discuss it during dinner, to which we were now summoned. And my wife, as we sat resting, displayed to me her needlework. With hard labour she had made two large canvas bags for the ass to carry. Having no suitable needle, she had been obliged to bore the hole for each stitch with a nail, and gained great praise for her ingenuity and patience. Dinner was quickly dispatched, as we were all eager to continue our engineering work. A scheme had occurred to me for conveying one end of a plank across the water, and I said about it in this way. There fortunately were one or two trees close to the stream on either side. I attached a rope pretty near one end of a beam, and slung it loosely to the tree beside us. Then, fastening a long rope to the other end, I crossed with it by means of broken rocks and stones, and having a pulley and block I soon arranged the rope on a strong limb of the opposite tree, again returning with the end to our own side. Now putting my idea to the proof, I brought the ass and the cow, and fastening this rope to the harness I had previously contrived for them, I drove them steadily away from the bank. To my great satisfaction, and the surprise and delight of the boys, the end of the plank which had been laid alongside the stream began gently to move, rose higher, turned, and soon projecting over the water continued to advance until, having described the segment of a circle, it reached the opposite bank. I stopped my team, the plank rested on the ground, the bridge was made. So at least thought Fritz and Jack, who in a moment were lightly running across the narrow way, shouting joyfully as they sprang to the other side. Our way was now comparatively easy. A second and third plank were laid beside the first, and when these were carefully secured at each end to the ground and to the trees, we very quickly laid short boards side by side across the beams, the boys nailing them lightly down as I saw them in lengths. And when this was done, our bridge was pronounced complete. Nothing could exceed the excitement of the children. They danced to and fro on the wonderful structure, singing, shouting, and cutting the wildest capers. I must confess I heartily sympathized with their triumphant feelings. Now that the work was done, we began to feel how much we were fatigued, and gladly returned to our tent for refreshment and repose. Next morning while we breakfasted, I made a little speech to my sons on the subject of the important move we were about to make, wishing to impress them with a sense of the absolute necessity of great caution. Remember, said I, that although you all begin to feel very much at your ease here, we are yet complete strangers to a variety of dangers which may surprise us unawares. I charge you, therefore, to maintain good order and keep together on the march. No darting off into byways, Jack, no lingering behind to philosophize, Ernest, and now all hands to work. The greatest activity instantly prevailed in our camp. Some collected provisions, others packed kitchen utensils, tools, ropes, and hammocks, arranging them as burdens for the cow and ass. My wife pleaded for a seat on the ladder for her little fronts, and assuring me likewise that she could not possibly leave the poultry even for a night, nor exist an hour without her magic bag, I agreed to do my best to please her without downright cruelty to the animals. Away ran the children to catch the cocks and hens. Great chasing, fluttering, and cackling ensued, but with no success whatever, until the mother recalled her panting sons, and scattering some handfuls of grain within the open tent, soon decoyed the fowls and pigeons into the enclosure, where, when the curtain was dropped, they were easily caught, tied together, and placed on the cow. This amiable and phlegmatic animal had stood calmly chewing the cud, while package after package was disposed on her broad back, nor did she now object even to this noisy addition to her load. I placed a couple of half-hoops over all, and spreading salecloth on them put the fowls in darkness, and they rapidly became quiet, and the cow, with the appearance of having a small wagon on her back, was ready to start. Franz was firmly seated on the ass, amidst bags and bundles of all sorts and sizes, they rose about him like cushions and pillows, and his curly head rested on the precious magic bag, which surmounted all the rest. Having filled the tent with the things we left behind, closing it carefully, and ranging chests and casks around it, we were finally ready to be off, each well-equipped and in the highest spirits. Fritz and his mother led the van. Franz, the young cavalier, and the sober-minded cow followed them closely. Jack conducted the goats. One of these had also a rider, for Knips, the monkey, was seated on his foster mother, whose patience was sorely tried by his restlessness, and playful tricks. The sheep were under Ernest's care, and I brought up the rear of this patriarchal band, while the dogs kept constantly running backward and forward in the character of AIDS De Camp. We seemed delightfully like those simple and pastoral tribes I have read of, said Ernest, as we proceeded, whose whole lives are spent in shifting from place to place, without any wish to settle. Yes, said I, among the Arabs, Tartars, and some other Eastern nations this mode of life is natural. They for that reason are called nomads. These tribes are amply provided with camels and horses, and affect their journeys more quickly and conveniently than we are likely to do with these deliberate quadrupeds of ours. Whatever you young folks may think, I suspect your mother and I will be quite satisfied with one such undertaking. At least I hope she will be contented with the nest she intends me to build for her, up in her wonderful trees. End of Chapter 3 Part 1, read by Kara Schellenberg, on July 15, 2009, in San Diego, California. Chapter 3 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 3 Part 2. With honest pride I introduced my wife to my bridge, and after receiving from her what I considered well-merited praise for my skill in its construction, we passed over it in grand procession, reinforced unexpectedly on the opposite side by the arrival of our cross-grained old sow. The perverse creature had obstinately resisted our attempts to bring her with us, but finding herself deserted had followed of her own accord, testifying in the most unmistakable manner by angry grunts and squeals her entire disapproval of our proceedings. I soon found we must, as before, turn down to the sea-beach, for not only did the rank grass impede our progress, but it also tempted the animals to break away from us, and, but for our watchful dogs, we might have lost several of them. On the firm open sands we were making good way, when, to my annoyance, both our dogs suddenly left us and, springing into the thick cover to our right, commenced a furious barking, following by howling as if in fear and violent pain. Not for a moment, doubting that some dangerous animal was at hand, I hastened to the spot, remarking as I went the characteristic behaviour of my three sons. Fritz cocked his gun, and advanced boldly, but with caution. Ernest looked disconcerted and drew back, but got ready to fire, while Jack hurried after Fritz without so much as unslinging his gun from his shoulders. Before I could come up with them I heard Jack shouting excitedly, Father, Father, come quickly, a huge porcupine, a most enormous porcupine. Sure enough the dogs were rushing round and round a porcupine, and having attempted to seize it were already severely wounded by its quills. Each time they came near the creature, with our rattling noise, bristled up its spines. Somewhat to my amusement, while we were looking at the curious defence this creature was making, little Jack stepped close up to it, with a pocket pistol in his hand, and shot it dead, making sure of it by a couple of heavy wraps on the head, and then giving way to a burst of boyish exultation, as he called upon us to help to convey his prize to his mother. This it was by no means easy to do. Sundry attempts resulted in bloody fingers, till Jack, taking his pocket handkerchief, and fastening one corner round its neck, ran off, dragging it after him to where his mother awaited us. Hello, mother, here's a jolly beast, isn't it? I shot it, and it's good to eat. Father says so, I only wish you had seen how it terrified the dogs, and heard the rattling and rustling of its spines. Oh, it is a fearful creature. Ernest, examining it carefully, pronounced its incisor teeth, its ears and feet, to resemble those of the human race, and pointed out the curious crest of stiff hairs on its head and neck. I have read of another species, said he, called the tough-tailed porcupine, which must be even more curious looking than this is. It has short, flat quills, and a scaly tail ending in an extraordinary tough, like a bunch of narrow strips of parchment. It cannot be such a disagreeable enemy to encounter as this fellow. Were you not afraid, Jack, asked I, lest the porcupine should cast some of his quills like darts at you? Of course not, returned he. I know well enough that is nothing but a fable. A fable, said I, who I look at your mother, she is drawing five or six spines out of each of the dogs. Ah, those stuck into them when they so fiercely fell upon it in their attack. Those are the short quills, and seem very slightly fixed in its skin. The long quills bent aside when Juno pressed against them. You are perfectly right, my boy, said I, there is no truth in the old idea of shooting out the spines. But now, shall we leave this prickly booty of yours, or attempt to take it with us? Oh, please, Father, let us take it. Why, it is good to eat. Smiling at the child's eagerness and willing to please him, I made a somewhat awkward bundle of the porcupine, wrapping it in several folds of cloth, and added it to the donkey's load. Our party then resumed the march, which, with little interruption, was continued steadily until we came in sight of our future place of residence. The wonderful appearance of the enormous trees, and the calm beauty of the spot altogether, fully came up to the enthusiastic description which had been given me. And my wife gladly heard me say that, if an abode could be contrived among the branches, it would be the safest and most charming home in the world. We hastily unloaded the ass and cow, securing them, as well as the sheep and goats, by tying their forefeet loosely together. The doves and poultry were set at liberty, and we sat down to rest among the soft herbage, while we laid our plans for the night. Fritz soon left us, but presently two shots were fired, and he appeared holding a fine tiger-cat by the hind legs, which, with the intensest delight, he exhibited to each in turn. Well done, Fritz, cried I, our cocks and hens would have had an unfortunate night of it, but for this lucky shot of yours. It is to be hoped he has left no companion near at hand. You must be on the lookout. How curious it seems, remarked Ernest, that God should create hurtful animals like this. To our feeble and narrow vision many of the ways of the infinite and eternal mind are incomprehensible, I replied. What our limited reason cannot grasp, let us be content to acknowledge as the workings of all mighty power and wisdom, and thankfully trust in that rock, which, were it not higher than we, would afford no sense of security to the immortal soul. That animals, should prey upon one another, is a means of preserving a due balance in the world of nature, and in many ways these beasts of prey are also useful to man. What beautiful and warm furs are procured by hunters, just in those countries where no other covering would defend the inhabitants from the wintery cold, as, for instance, the skins of bears, wolverines, and arctic foxes, wild cats, and many others. The skin of the seal, or sea dog, is also valuable, said Ernest. It is, I replied, and in its own element that creature preys on fish, as the dog did on land animals, before his race became domesticated by man. But now, Fritz, tell us how you obtained your prize. Observing that something moved among the branches, said he, I went softly around the tree with my gun, and making sure the creature was a wild cat, I fired and brought it down. It was severely wounded, but, rising in a fury, it attempted to climb the tree, when I, luckily having a loaded pistol, gave it a quietus. And do tell me, Father, what sort of a cat it is. It is a mercy the brute did not fly at your throat, instead of attempting to escape, said I. It belongs to a fierce and bloodthirsty race, that of the ocelots, or tiger-cats, natives of the tropical parts of America. I should say this was a marge, and it would have proved a cruel foe, not only of our poultry, but also of our sheep and goats. I am well pleased that you have rid us of it. May I have the beautiful skin, Father, and will you tell me what will be the best use to make of it? I advise you to skin the animal very carefully, and of the handsome black and yellow tail make a hunting belt for yourself. The pause, let me see, why I fancy the pause might be made famous cases for knife, fork, and spoon, and look well hanging from the belt. The skin of the body you had better preserve until you find some suitable use for it. Oh, Father, what a splendid plan, cried Jack, do tell me some good use for my porcupine. I think its feet may make cases also, at least you may try. The quills, I am sure, may be used for packing needles, and for tipping arrows, and I should try to make defensive armor for the dogs out of the rest. They may fall in with foes more dangerous than any we have yet seen. To be sure, Father, the very thing, shouted Jack, in high glee. I have seen pictures of boar hunts in which the dogs were protected by a sort of leather coat of mail that will be grand. After giving this advice I got no peace until I had shown my boys how to act upon it, and in a short time each had his prize fastened up by the hind legs and carefully slitting the skin was stripping it from the carcass. Ernest, meanwhile, was fetching large, flat stones in order to form a fireplace, while Franz gathered sticks, as his mother was anxious to prepare some food. What sort of a tree do you suppose this to be, Father, inquired Ernest, seeing me examining that under which we were encamping? Is not the leaf something like the walnut? There is a resemblance, but in my opinion these gigantic trees must be mangroves, or wild figs. I have heard their enormous height described, and also the peculiarity of the arching roots, supporting the main trunk raised above the soil. Just then little Franz came up with a large bundle of sticks, and his mouth full of something he was eating with evident satisfaction. Oh, mother, cried he, this is so good, so delicious. Greedy little boy exclaimed she in a fright, what have you got there? Don't swallow it, whatever you do. You're likely it is poisonous. Spit it all out this minute. And the anxious mother quickly extracted from the rosy little mouth the remains of a small fig. Where did you find this? said I. There are thousands lying among the grass yonder, replied the little boy. They taste very nice. I thought poison was nasty. Do you think they will hurt me? The pigeons and the hens are gobbling them up with all their might and mane, Papa. I think you have no cause for alarm, dear wife, I said. The trees seem to be the fig-bearing mangrove of the Antilles. But remember, Franz, you must never eat anything without first showing it to me. Never mind how good it seems. If birds and monkeys eat a fruit or vegetable, it is usually safe to believe it wholesome, added I, turning to the other boys who, instantly taking the hint, coaxed Franz to give them the figs he still had in his pocket, and ran to offer them to Knips, who was closely watching the skinning of the tiger-cat and porcupine, apparently giving his opinion on the subject with much chattering and gesticulation. Here, Knips, allow me to present you with a fig, cried Jack, holding one out to the funny little creature. Knips took it readily, and after turning it about and sniffing and smelling it, he popped it into his mouth, with such a droll grimace of delight and satisfaction that the boys all laughed and clapped their hands, crying, Bravo, Knips! You know a good thing when you see it, don't you, old fellow? Hurrah! My wife, with her mind set at rest on the question of the figs, now continued her preparations for dinner. The flesh of the margay was given to the dogs, but part of the porcupine was put on the fire to boil, while we reserved the rest for roasting. I employed myself in contriving needles for my wife's work, by boring holes at one end of the quills, which I did by means of a red-hot nail, and I soon had a nice packet of various sizes, which pleased her immensely. I also laid plans for making proper harness for our beasts of burden, but could not attempt to begin that while so many wants more pressing demanded attention. We examined the different trees, and chose one which seemed most suited to our purpose. The branches spread at a great height above us, and I made the boys try if it were possible to throw sticks or stones over one of these, my intention being to construct a rope ladder if we could once succeed in getting a string across a strong bow. Finding we could not succeed in that way, I resolved other schemes in my mind, and meantime went with Jack and Fritz to a small brook close by, where I showed them how to place the skins to steep and soften in the water, with stones placed on them to keep them beneath the surface. When dinner was over I prepared our night quarters. I first slung our hammocks from the roots of the tree, which, meeting above us, formed an arched roof, then covering the whole with sailcloth we made a temporary tent, which would at least keep off the night-damps and noxious insects. Leaving my wife engaged in making a set of harness for the ass and cow, whose strength I intended to employ the following day in drawing the beams up to our tree, I walked down with Fritz and Ernest to the beach, to look for wood suitable for building our new abode, and also to discover, if possible, some light rods to form a ladder. For some time we hunted in vain, nothing but rough driftwood was to be seen, butterly unfit for our purpose. Ernest at length pointed out a quantity of bamboos, half buried in the sand. These were exactly what I wanted, and stripping them of their leaves I cut them into lengths of about five feet each. These I bound in bundles to carry to the tree, and then began to look about for some slight reeds to serve as arrows. I presently saw what I required in a copse at a little distance. We advanced cautiously lest the thicket should contain some wild beast or venomous serpent. Juno rushed ahead, as she did so a flock of flamingos which had been quietly feeding rose in the air. Fritz instantly firing brought a couple of the birds to the ground, the rest of the squadrons sailing away in perfect order, their plumage continually changing as they flew from beautiful rose to pure white, as alternately their snowy wings and rosy breasts were visible. One of those which fell was perfectly dead, but the other appeared only slightly wounded in the wing, for it made off across the swampy ground. I attempted to follow, but soon found that progress was impossible on the marsh. Juno, however, chased the bird, and, seizing it, speedily brought it to my feet. Fritz and Ernest were delighted at the sight of our prize. What a handsome bird, exclaimed they! Is it much hurt? Let us tame it, and let it run about with the fowls. This plumage is much more brilliant than that of the dead one, remarked Fritz. Yes, said Ernest, this is a full-grown bird, while yours is younger. It is some years before they reach perfection. See what long active legs it has, like those of a stork, while with its great webbed feet it can swim faster than a goose. Earth, air, or water is all the same to the flamingo. It is equally at home in any one of the three. Well, said Fritz, let us take the dead one to mother and get her to introduce it to the other element, and see what it will make of that. If it is young and tender, as you say, it should make a delicious roast. Fritz and Ernest then carried the birds and bamboos to the trees, while I proceeded to cut my reeds. I chose those which had flowered, knowing that they were harder, and having cut a sufficient quantity of these I selected one or two of the tallest canes I could find, to assist me in measuring the height of the tree. I then bound them together and returned to my family. Do you mean to keep this great hungry bird Fritz has brought? said my wife. It is another mouth to feed, remember, and provisions are still scarce. Luckily, I replied, the flamingo will not eat grain like our poultry, but will be quite satisfied with insects, fish, and little crabs, which it will pick up for itself. Pray reassure yourself, therefore, and let me see to the poor bird's wound. So saying I procured some wine and butter and anointed the wing, which, though hurt, was not broken. I bound it up, and then took the bird to the stream, where I fastened it by a long cord to a stake, and left it to shift for itself. In a few days the wound was healed, and the bird, subdued by kind treatment, became rapidly tame. While I was thus employed my sons were endeavouring to ascertain the height of the lowest branch of the tree from the ground. They had fastened together the long reeds I had brought, and were trying to measure the distance with them, but in vain. They soon found that were the rods ten times their length, they could not touch the branch. Hello, my boys, I said, when I discovered what they were about. That is not the way to set to work. Geometry will simplify the operation considerably. With its help the altitude of the highest mountains are ascertained. We may therefore easily find the height of the branch. So saying I measured out a certain distance from the base of the tree, and marked the spot, and then by means of a rod whose length I knew, and imaginary lines, I calculated the angle subtended by the trunk of the tree from the ground to the root of the branch. This done I was able to discover the height required, and to the astonishment of the younger children, announced that we should henceforth live thirty feet above the ground. This I wanted to know that I might construct a ladder of the necessary length. Telling Fritz to collect all our cord, and the others to roll all the twine into a ball, I sat down, and, taking the reeds, speedily manufactured half a dozen arrows and feathered them from the dead flamingo. I then took a strong bamboo, bent it, and strung it so as to form a bow. When the boys saw what I had done they were delighted and begged to have the pleasure of firing the first shot. No, no, said I, I did not make this for mere pleasure, nor is it even intended as a weapon, the arrows are pointless. Elizabeth, I continued to my wife, can you supply me with a ball of stout thread from your wonderful bag? Certainly replied she, I think a ball of thread was the first thing to enter the bag, and, diving her hand deep in, she drew out the very thing I wanted. Now, boys, I said, I am going to fire the first shot, and I fastened one end of the thread to one of my arrows, and aimed at a large branch above me. The arrow flew upward and bore the thread over the branch, and fell at our feet. Thus was the first step in our undertaking accomplished. Now for the rope ladder. Fritz had obtained two coils of cord, each about forty feet in length. These we stretched on the ground side by side. Then Fritz cut the bamboos into pieces of two feet for the steps of the ladder, and as he handed them to me I passed them through knots, which I had prepared in the ropes, while Jack fixed each end with a nail driven through the wood. When the ladder was finished I carried over the bow a rope by which it might be hauled up. This done I fixed the lower end of the ladder firmly to the ground by means of stakes, and was all ready for an ascent. The boys who had been watching me with intense interest were each eager to be first. Jack shall have the honor, said I, as he is the lightest, so up with you, my boy, and do not break your neck. Jack, who was as active as a monkey, sprang up the ladder and quickly gained the top. Three cheers for the nest, he exclaimed, waving his cap. Hurrah, hurrah, hurrah, for our jolly nest! What a grand house we will have up here! Come along, Fritz! His brother was soon by his side, and with a hammer and nails secured the ladder yet more securely. I followed with an axe and took a survey of the tree. It was admirably suited to our purpose. The branches were very strong, and so closely interwoven that no beams would be required to form a flooring. But when some of the bows were lopped and cleared away, a few planks would be quite sufficient. I now called for a pulley, which my wife fastened to the cord hanging beside the ladder. I hauled it up, and finding the boys rather in my way told them to go down, while I proceeded to fasten the pulley to a stout branch above me, that we might be able to haul up the beams we should require the next day. I then made other preparations, that there might be no delay on the morrow, and a bright moon having arisen, I by its light continued working until I was quite worn out, and then at length descended. I reached the ground, but to my surprise found that the two boys were not there. They had not been seen. A moment afterward, however, all anxiety was dispelled, for among the topmost bows I heard their young voices raised in the evening hymn. Instead of descending, they had, while I was busy, climbed upward, and had been sitting in silent admiration of the moonlight scene, high above me. They now joined us, and my wife showed me the results of her labour. She had made two complete sets of harness. I congratulated her upon her success, and we then sat down to supper. On a cloth spread out upon the grass were arranged a roast shoulder of porcupine, a delicious bowl of soup made from a piece of the same animal, cheese, butter, and biscuits, forming a most tempting repast. Having done this ample justice, we collected our cattle, and the pigeons and fowls having retired to roost on the neighbouring trees, and on the steps of our ladder, we made up a glorious fire to keep off any prowling wild beasts, and ourselves lay down. The children, in spite of the novelty of the hammocks, were quickly asleep. In vain I tried to follow their example, a thousand anxious thoughts presented themselves, and as quickly as I dispelled them, others rose in their place. The night wore on, and I was still awake. The fire burned low, and I rose and replenished it with dry fuel. Then again I climbed into my hammock, and toward morning fell asleep. Only next morning we were a stir, and dispersed to our various occupations. My wife milked the goats and cow, while we gave the animals their food, after which we went down to the beach to collect more wood for our building operations. To the larger beams we harnessed the cow and ass, while we ourselves dragged up the remainder. Fritz and I then ascended the tree, and finished the preparations I had begun the night before. While useless boughs were lopped off, leaving a few about six feet from the floor, from which we might sling our hammocks, and others still higher, to support a temporary roof of sailcloth. My wife made fast the planks to a rope passed through the block I had fixed to the boughs above us, and by this means Fritz and I hauled them up. These we arranged side by side on the foundation of boughs, so as to form a smooth, solid floor, and round this platform built a bulwark of planks, and then throwing the sailcloth over the higher branches, we drew it down, and firmly nailed it. Our house was thus enclosed on three sides, for behind the great trunk protected us, while the front was left open to admit the fresh sea breeze which blew directly in. We then hauled up our hammocks and bedding, and slung them from the branches we had left for that purpose. A few hours of daylight still remaining we cleared the floor of leaves and chips, and then descended to fashion a table and a few benches from the remainder of the wood. After working like slaves all day, Fritz and I flung ourselves on the grass, while my wife arranged supper on the table we had made. Come, said she at length, come and taste Flamingo stew, and tell me how you like it. Ernest assured me that it would be much better stewed than roasted, and I have been following his directions. Laughing at the idea of Ernest turning the scientific cook, we sat down. The fowls gathered round us to pick up the crumbs, and the tame Flamingo joined them, while master knips skipped about from one to the other, chattering and mimicking our gestures continually. To my wife's joy the sow appeared shortly after, and was presented with all the milk that remained from the day's stock, that she might be persuaded to return every night. For, said my wife, this surplus milk is really of no use to us, as it will be sour before the morning in this hot climate. You are quite right, I replied, but we must contrive to make it of use. The next time Fritz and I return to the wreck, we will bring off a churn among the other things we require. Must you really go again to that dreadful wreck, said my wife, shuddering? You have no idea how anxious I am when you are away there. Go, we must, I am afraid, I replied, but not for a day or two yet. Come, it is getting late. We and the chickens must go to roost. We lit our watchfires, and, leaving the dogs on guard below, ascended the ladder. Fritz, Ernest, and Jack were up in a moment. Their mother followed very cautiously, for though she had originated the idea of building a nest, she yet hesitated to entrust herself at such a terrific height from the ground. When she was safely landed in the house, taking little fronts on my back, I let go the fastenings which secured the lower end of the ladder to the ground, and, swinging to and fro, slowly ascended. Then for the first time we stood all together in our new home. I drew up the ladder, and, with a greater sense of security than I had enjoyed since we landed on the island, offered up our evening prayer, and retired for the night. End of Chapter 3 Part 2, read by Kara Schellenberg on July 15, 2009, in San Diego, California. Chapter 4 Part 1 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 4 Part 1. Next morning all were early awake, and the children sprang about the tree like young monkeys. What shall we begin to do, father? They cried. What do you want us to do today? Rest my boys, I replied. Rest. Rest? Repeated they. Why should we rest? Six days shalt thou labor, and do all that thou hast to do, but on the seventh thou shalt do no manner of work. This is the seventh day, I replied. On it, therefore, let us rest. What is it really Sunday? Asked Jack. How jolly! Oh, I won't do any work, but I'll take a bow and arrow and shoot, and we'll climb about the tree and have fun all day. That is not resting, said I. That is not the way you are accustomed to spend the Lord's day. No, but then we can't go to church here, and there is nothing else to do. We can worship here as well as at home, said I. But there is no church, no clergyman, and no organ, said Franz. The leafy shade of this great tree is far more beautiful than any church, I said. There we will worship our Creator. Come, boys, down with you. Turn our dining-hall into a breakfast-room. The children, one by one, slipped down the ladder. My dear Elizabeth, said I, this morning we will devote to the service of the Lord, and by means of a parable I will endeavour to give the children some serious thoughts. But without books, or the possibility of any of the usual Sunday occupations, we cannot keep them quiet the whole day. And therefore I shall allow them to pursue any innocent recreation they choose, and in the cool of the evening we will take a walk. My wife entirely agreed with my proposal, and, having breakfasted, the family assembled round me as we sat in the pleasant shade on the fresh, soft green grass. After singing some hymns and offering heartfelt prayers to the Almighty Giver of all good, I told the children I would relate to them a parable, instead of preaching a sermon. Oh! That would be delightful! I like the parables in the Bible better than anything, said Franz. When can we hear you read out of the Bible again, Father? Ah! My little boy, your words reproach me, returned I. While eagerly striving to procure from the ship what would feed our bodies, and provide for their comfort, I blushed to think that I have neglected the bread of life, the word of God. I shall search for a Bible on my next return to the wreck. Although our own books were nearly all destroyed, I am pretty sure to find one. At these words my wife arose, and fetching her magic bag, she drew from it a copy of the Holy Scriptures, which I thankfully received from her hand, and after reading aloud from its sacred pages I spoke as follows. A great king, ruling in power and splendour over a vast realm of light and love, possessed within its boundaries a desolate and unfruitful island. This spot he made the object of his special care, and lavishing on it all the varied resources of his might and goodness, it bloomed in beauty, and became the happy residents of a band of colonists, who were charged not only with the cultivation and improvement of the soil, but each, individually, was bound to cherish in his soul the spirit of love and true allegiance to his sovereign. While this faithful union was maintained, the colony flourished, and the noblest virtues exalted and rendered happy the existence of every member of the race. That a discontented and rebellious spirit should ever have infected these fortunate subjects of so loving a master seems incredible, yet so it was. Disobedience and pride brought misery and punishment, the fair prospects of the colony were blighted, the labours of the colonists were unblessed, and total separation from the parent kingdom seemed inevitable. A message of pardon, of free forgiveness, was nevertheless accorded to these rebels, and to all who, humbly accepting it, molded their future lives to the will of the great king, now revealed in a character even more gracious than before, was held out the promise of removal at last from among the ruins caused by the great rebellion to the glory and undimmed splendour of the realm of light and blessedness. Having interested the children, I then, leaving allegory, pressed simply and earnestly home to each young heart the truths I sought to teach, and with a short prayer for a blessing on my words, brought the service to a close. After a thoughtful pause we separated, and each employed himself as he felt disposed. I took some arrows, and endeavored to point them with porcupine quills. Fronts came to beg me to make a little bow and arrow for him to shoot with, while Fritz asked my advice about the tiger-cat skin and the cases he was to contrive from it. Jack assisted with the arrow-making, and inserting a sharp spine at one end of each reed, made it fast with pack-thread, and began to wish for glue to ensure its remaining firm. Oh, Jack, Mama's soup is as sticky as anything, cried Fritz. Shall I run and ask for a cake of it? No, no, little goose, better look for some real glue in the tool-box. There he will find glue to be sure, said I, and the soup would scarcely have answered your purpose, but Jack, my boy, I do not like to hear you ridicule your little brother's ideas. Some of the most valuable discoveries have been the result of thoughts which originally appeared no wiser than his. While thus directing and assisting my sons, we were surprised by hearing a shot just over our heads. At the same moment two small birds fell dead at our feet, and looking up we beheld Ernest among the ranches, as bending his face joyfully toward us he cried, Well, hit, well, hit, a good shot, wasn't it? Then slipping down the ladder and picking up the birds he brought them to me. One was a kind of thrush, the other a small dove called the Ortolan, and esteemed a very great delicacy on account of its exquisite flavor. As the figs on which these birds came to feed were only just beginning to ripen, it was probable that they would soon flock in numbers to our trees, and by waiting until we could procure them in large quantities we might provide ourselves with valuable food for the rainy season, by placing them, when half-cooked, in cases with melted lard or butter poured over them. By this time Jack had pointed a good supply of arrows and industriously practiced archery. I finished the bow and arrows for France, and expected to be left in peace, but the young man next demanded a quiver, and I had to invent that also to complete his equipment. It was easily done by stripping a piece of bark from a small tree, fitting a flat side and a bottom to it, and then a string. Attaching it to his shoulders the youthful hunter filled it with arrows and went off, looking, as his mother said, like an innocent little cupid bent on conquest. Not long after this we were summoned to dinner, and all right willingly obeyed the call. During the meal I interested the boys very much by proposing to decide on suitable names for the different spots we had visited on this coast. For, said I, it will become more and more troublesome to explain what we mean unless we do so. Besides which we shall feel much more at home if we can talk as people do in inhabited countries, instead of saying, for instance, the little island at the mouth of our bay where we found the dead shark, the large stream near our tent across which we made the bridge, that wood where we found coconuts and caught the monkey, and so on. Let us begin by naming the bay in which we landed, what shall we call it? "'Oyster Bay,' said Fritz. "'No, no, Lobster Bay,' cried Jack, in memory of the old fellow who took a fancy to my leg. I think,' observed his mother, that, in token of gratitude for our escape, we should call it Safety Bay. This name met with general approbation, and was forthwith fixed upon. Other names were quickly chosen. Our first place of abode we called Tenthome, the islet in the bay, Sharks Island, and the reedy swamp, Flamingo Marsh. It was some time before the serious question of a name for our leafy castle could be decided. But finally it was entitled Falconhurst, and we then rapidly named the remaining points. Prospect Hill, the eminence we first ascended, Cape Disappointment, from whose rocky heights we had strained our eyes in vain search for our ship's company. And Jekyll River, as a name for the large stream at our landing-place, concluded our geographical nomenclature. In the afternoon the boys went on with their various employments. Fritz finished his cases, and Jack asked my assistance in carrying out his plan of making a cuirass for Turk, out of the porcupine skin. After thoroughly cleansing the inside, we cut and fitted it round the body of the patient dog. Then when strings were sewn on, and it became tolerably dry, he was armed with this ingenious coat of mail, and a most singular figure he cut. Juno strongly objected to his friendly approaches, and got out of his way as fast as she could, and it was clear that he would easily put to flight the fiercest animal he might encounter, while protected by armor at once defensive and offensive. I determined to make also a helmet for Jack out of the remainder of the skin, which to his infinite delight I speedily did. Amid these interesting occupations the evening drew on, and after a pleasant walk among the sweet glades near our abode, we closed our Sabbath day with prayer and a glad hymn of praise, retiring to rest with peaceful hearts. Next morning I proposed an expedition to Tentholme, saying I wished to make my way thither by a different route. We left the tree well-armed, I and my three elder sons each carrying a gun and game-bag, while little Frantz was equipped with his bow and quiverful of arrows. A most curious party we formed. Fritz adorned with his belt of margay skin, and Jack, with his extraordinary headdress, looked like a couple of young savages. Their mother and I walked together, she of the whole party being the only one unarmed, carried a jar in which to get butter from Tentholme. We were preceded by the dogs, Turk armed most effectively with his curasse of porcupine skin, and Juno keeping at a respectful distance from so formidable a companion. Master Knips fully intended to mount his charger as usual, but when he saw him arrayed apparently in a new skin he approached him carefully, and touching him with one paw, discovered that such a hide would make anything but an agreeable seat. The grimace he made was most comical, and chattering vociferously he bounded toward Juno, skipped on her back, seated himself, and soon appeared perfectly reconciled to the change of steed. The flamingo saw us starting, and, having been much petted during the last day or two, considered himself entitled to accompany us. For some time he kept beside the children, following first one, and then another as they explored the wood on either side. Their irregular course, however, at length disgusted him, and abandoning them he walked sedately by my side. We strolled on in the cool air, following the course of the stream. The great trees overshadowed us, and the cool green swards stretched away between them at our feet. The boys roamed ahead of me, intent on exploration. Presently I heard a joyful shout, and saw Ernest running at full speed toward me, followed by his brothers. In his hand he held a plant, and panting for breath, and with sparkling eyes he held it up to me. "'Potatoes, potatoes, father!' he gasped out. "'Yes,' said Jack, "'acres and acres of potatoes.'" "'My dear Ernest,' said I, for there was no mistaking the flower and leaf, and the light-clear green bulbous roots. You have indeed made a discovery. With the potato we shall never starve.' "'But come and look at them,' said Jack, come and feast your eyes on thousands of potatoes.' We hurried to the spot. There spread out before us was a great tract of ground, discovered with the precious plant. "'It would have been rather difficult,' remarked Jack, "'not to have discovered such a great field.' "'Very likely,' replied Ernest, smiling, "'but I doubt if you would have discovered that it was a potato field.' "'Perhaps not,' said Jack, "'you are quite welcome at all events to the honour of the discovery. I'll have the honour of being the first to get a supply of them.' So saying he dug up, with hands and knife, a number of plants, and filled his game-bag with the roots. The monkey followed his example, and, scratching away with his paws most cleverly, soon had a heap beside him. So delighted were we with the discovery, and so eager were we to possess a large supply of the roots, that we stopped not digging until every bag, pouch, and pocket was filled. Some wished to return at once to Falconhurst, to cook and taste our new acquisition, but this I overruled, and we continued our march heavily laden, but delighted. "'How, said I, can we thank the giver of all these blessings sufficiently?' "'Oh,' said Franz, we can say, "'we thank thee, O Lord, for all thy goodness and mercy, and bless us for Jesus Christ's sake. Amen.' "'That would not be sufficient,' said Fritz. "'Do you think it would be enough, just to say to father and mother, thank you for all you do, and not to show them, we were really thankful, by loving them, and doing what we can to please them?' "'You are quite right, Fritz,' said I. Franz did not say all that was necessary. He should have added, "'Give me grace to do thy will, and to obey thee in all things.' As we thus talked we reached the head of our streamlet, where it fell from the rocks above in a beautiful, sparkling, splashing cascade. We crossed and entered the tall grass on the other side. We forced our way through with difficulty, so thick and tangled were the reeds. Beyond this the landscape was most lovely. Rich tropical vegetation flourished on every side, the tall, stately palms, surrounded by luxuriant ferns, brilliant flowers and graceful creepers, the prickly cactus shooting up amidst them, aloe, jasmine, and sweet-scented vanilla, the Indian pea, and above all the regal pineapple, loaded the breath of the evening breeze with their rich perfume. The boys were delighted with the pineapple, and so eagerly did they fall to that my wife had to caution them that there were no doctors on our territory, and if they became ill they would have to cure themselves as best they might. This advice, however, seemed to have small effect on my sons, and showing knips what they wanted they sent him after the ripest and best fruit. While they were thus employed I examined the other shrubs and bushes. Among these I presently noticed one which I knew well from the description to be the karatas. Come here, boys, I said, here is something of far more value than your pineapples. Do you see that plant with long pointed leaves and beautiful red flower? That is the karatas. The filaments of the leaves make capital thread, while the leaves themselves bruised form an invaluable salve. The pith of this wonderful plant may be used either for tinder or bait for fish. Suppose, Ernest, you had been wrecked here, how would you have made a fire without matches or flint and steel? As the savages do, replied he, I would rub two pieces of wood together until they kindled. Try it, I said, but if you please try it when you have a whole day before you and no other work to be done, for I am certain it would be night before you accomplish the feat, but see here. And I broke a dry twig from the karatas, and peeling off the bark laid the pith upon a stone. I struck a couple of pebbles over it, and they emitting a spark the pith caught fire. The boys were delighted with the experiment. I then drew some of the threads from the leaves and presented them to my wife. But what, said Fritz, is the use of all these other prickly plants, except to annoy one? Here, for instance, is a disagreeable little tree. That is an Indian fig, said I. It grows best on dry rocky ground, for most of its nourishment is derived from the air. Its juice is used, I believe, medicinally, while its fruit is pleasant and wholesome. Master Jack was off in a moment when he heard of a new delicacy and attempted to gather some of the fruit, but in vain. The sharp thorns defied his efforts, and with bleeding hands and rueful countenance he returned. I removed the thorns from his hands, and making a sharp wooden skewer, I thrust it into a fig, and quickly twisted it from its branch, and split it open with a knife, still holding it upon the skewer. The rest followed my example, and we regaled ourselves upon the fruit, which we found excellent. Ernest carefully examined the fig he was eating. What are these, he exclaimed presently, little red insects, they cling all over the fruit, and I cannot shake them off. Can they be cochineal? He handed me the fig, and I examined it attentively. You are quite right, my boy, I said. There is no doubt this is the real cochineal. However, though it is worth its weight in gold to European traders, it is of little use to us, I am afraid, unless any of you care to appear in gay colours. The cochineal, you know, forms the most lovely scarlet dye. No, thank you, said Jack, but we will take a lot of it when we go home again. Now, let us find something more useful to us. And they thereupon plied me incessantly, with questions concerning every plant and shrub we passed. Stop, stop, I said at length. The most learned naturalist would be much puzzled with many of these trees, and I, who have never seen any of them before, and know them merely by description, cannot pretend to tell you the names or explain to you the use of one quarter of them. Discussing, however, the properties of such shrubs as I did know, we at length reached tent-home. Everything was safe, and we set to work to collect what we wanted. I opened the butter-cask, from which my wife filled her pot. Fritz saw after the ammunition, and Jack and Ernest ran down to the beach to capture the geese and ducks. This they found no easy matter, for the birds, left so long alone, were shy, and nothing would induce them to come on shore and be caught. Ernest at length hit upon an ingenious plan. He took some pieces of cheese, and tied them to long strings. This bait he threw into the water, and the hungry ducks instantly made a grab at it. Then with a little skillful maneuvering he drew them on shore. While Jack and he were thus busily employed catching and tying the rebels together by the feet, we procured a fresh supply of salt, which we packed upon Turks back, first relieving him of his coat of mail. The birds we fastened to our game-bags, and carefully closing the door of our tent, started homeward by the seashore. After a cheerful and pleasant walk we once more reached our woodland abode. I released the birds, and, clipping their wings to prevent their leaving us, established them on the stream. Then after a delicious supper of potatoes, milk, and butter, we ascended our tree, and turned in. Having remarked a great deal of driftwood on the sands the preceding evening, it occurred to me that it would be well to get some of it, and make a kind of sledge, so that the labor affetching what we wanted from our stores at Tenth Home might not fall so heavily on ourselves. End of Chapter 4 Part 1, read by Kara Schellenberg on July 15, 2009, in San Diego, California. Chapter 4 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 4 Part 2. I awoke early, and aroused Ernest as my assistant, wishing to encourage him to overcome his natural fault of indolence. After a little stretching and yawning, he got up cheerfully, pleased with the idea of an expedition while the others still slept, and we made our way to the beach, taking with us the donkey, who drew a large, broad bow, which I expected to find useful in bringing back our load. As we went along, I remarked to Ernest that I supposed he was rather sorry for himself, and grudged leaving his cozy hammock and pleasant dreams at this untimely hour. Oh, Father, do not laugh at my laziness. Indeed, I mean to cure myself of it. I am very glad to go with you. I intended to shoot some more of the Ortolans this morning, but there will be plenty of time afterward. The boys will be shooting at them, I dare say, but I don't expect they will have any great luck. Why not pray, inquired I? I don't believe they will know what shot to use at first, and besides, they will most likely shoot upward at the birds and be sure to miss them on account of the great height and thickness of the branches and foliage. Well, Ernest, you certainly possess the gifts of prudence and reflection as well as observation. These are valuable, but sudden action is so often necessary in life that I advise you to cultivate the power of instantly perceiving and deciding what must be done in cases of emergency. The presence of mind is a precious quality, which, although natural in some characters, may be acquired in a certain degree by all who train themselves to it. Once on the seashore, our work was quickly accomplished for, selecting the wood I thought fit for my purpose. We laid it across the broad, leafy branch, and, with some help from us, the donkey dragged a very fair load of it homeward with the addition of a small chest, which I raised from among the sand, which nearly covered it. We heard the boys popping away at the birds as we drew near. They hastened to meet us and inquired where we had been, looking curiously at the chest, which I allowed them to open while I asked my wife to excuse our absence without leave, and after submitting to her gentle reprimand, I explained my plan for a sledge, which pleased her greatly, and she already imagined it loaded with her hog's head of butter, and on its way from tent-home to falconhurst. The chest proved to be merely that of a common sailor, containing his clothes, very much wetted by the seawater. The boys exhibited an array of several dozen birds, and related during breakfast, the various incidents of failure and success which had attended their guns. Ernest had rightfully guessed the mistakes they would make, but practice was making them perfect, and they seemed disposed to continue their sport, when their mother, assuring them that she could not use more birds than those already killed, asked if I did not think some means of snaring them might be contrived, as much powder and shot would be expended if they fired on at this rate. Entirely agreeing with this view of the subject, I desired the lads to lay aside their guns for the present, and the younger ones readily applied themselves to making snares of the long threads drawn from the leaves of the Caratas, in a simple way I taught them, while Fritz and Ernest gave me substantial assistance in the manufacture of the new sledge. We were busily at work, when a tremendous disturbance among our fowls led us to suppose that a fox or wild cat had got into their midst. The cocks crowed defiantly, the hens fluttered and cackled in a state of the wildest excitement. We hastened toward them, but Ernest remarking master knips slipping away, as though conscious of some misdemeanor went to watch him, and presently caught him in the act of eating a new-laid egg, which he had carried off and hidden among the grass and roots. Ernest found several others. These were very welcome to my wife, for hither to the hens had not presented us with any eggs. Hereafter she determined to imprison the monkey every morning, until the eggs had been collected. Soon after this, as Jack was setting the newly made snares among the branches, he discovered that a pair of our own pigeons were building in the tree. It was very desirable to increase our stock of these pretty birds, and I cautioned the boys against shooting near our tree while they had nests there, and also with regard to the snares, which were only meant to entrap the wild fig-eaters. Although my sons were interested in setting the snares, they by no means approved of the new order to economize the ammunition. No doubt they had been discussing this hardship, for little friends came to me with a brilliant proposal of his own. Papa said he, Why should not we begin to plant some powder and shot immediately? It would be so much more useful than bare grain for the fowls. His brothers burst into a roar of laughter, and I must confess I found it no easy matter to keep my countenance. Come, Ernest, said I, now we have had our amusement. Tell the little fellow what gunpowder really is. It is not seed at all, friends, Ernest explained. Gunpowder is made of charcoal, sulfur, and salt-peter, mixed cleverly together, so you see it cannot be sown like corn. Any more than shot can be planted like peas and beans. My carpentering, meantime, went on a pace. In order to shape my sledge with ends properly turned up in front, I had chosen wood, which had been part of the bow of the vessel, and was curved in the necessary way for my purpose. Two pieces, perfectly similar, formed the sides of my sleigh, or sledge, and I simply united these strongly by fixing short bars across them. Then, when the ropes of the donkey's harness were attached to the raised points in front, the equipage was complete and ready for use. My attention had been for some time wholly engrossed by my work, and I only now observed that the mother and her little boys had been busily plucking above two dozen of the wild birds, and were preparing to roast them, spitted in a row on a long, narrow sword-blade belonging to one of our ship's officers. It seemed somewhat wasteful to cook so many at once, but my wife explained that she was getting them ready for the butter-cask I was going to fetch for her on the new sledge, as I had advised her to preserve them, half-cooked and packed in butter. Amused at her promptitude, I could do nothing less than promise to go for her cask directly after dinner. For her part she resolved, in our absence, to have a grand wash of linen and other clothes, and she advised me to arrange regular baths for all the boys in future. Early in the afternoon Ernest and I were ready to be off, equipped as usual. Fritz presented us each with a neat case of margay skin to hang at our girdles. We harnessed both cow and ass to the sledge, and accompanied by Juno cheerfully took our departure, choosing the way by the sands, and reaching tent-home without accident or adventure. There, unharnessing the animals, we began at once to load the sledge, not only with the butter-cask, but with a powder-chest, a barrel of cheese, and a variety of other articles, ball, shot, tools, and Turk's armor, which had been left behind on our last visit. Our work had so closely engaged our attention that when we were ready to leave it and go in search of a good bathing-place, we discovered that our two animals had wandered quite out of sight, having crossed the bridge to reach the good pasture beyond the river. I sent Ernest after them, and went alone to the extremity of the bay. It terminated in bold and precipitous cliffs, which extended into the deep water, and rose abruptly so as to form an inaccessible wall of rock and crag. Swampy ground, overgrown with large canes, intervened between me and these cliffs. I cut a large bundle of the reeds and returned to Ernest. It was some time before I found him, comfortably extended full length on the ground near the tent, and sleeping as sound as a top, while the cow and the ass, grazing at will, were again making for the bridge. Get up, Ernest, you lazy fellow, exclaimed I, much annoyed. Why don't you mind your business? Look at the animals, they will be over the river again. No fear of that, Father, returned he with the utmost composure. I have taken a couple of boards off the bridge, they won't pass the gap. I could not help laughing at the ingenious device by which the boy had spared himself all trouble. At the same time I observed that it is wrong to waste the precious moments in sleep, when duty has to be performed. I then bid him go and collect some salt, which was wanted at home, while I went to bathe. On coming back much refreshed, I again missed Ernest, and began to wonder whether he was still gathering salt, or whether he had lain down somewhere to finish his nap, when I heard him loudly calling, Father, Father, I've caught a fish, an immense fellow he is, I can scarcely hold him, he drags the line so. Hastening toward the spot, I saw the boy lying in the grass, on a point of land close to the mouth of the stream, and with all his might keeping hold of a rod. The line was strained to the utmost by the frantic efforts of a very large fish, which was attempting to free itself from the hook. I quickly took the rod from him, and giving the fish more line, led him by degrees into shallow water. Ernest ran in with his hatchet and killed him. It proved to be a salmon of full fifteen pounds weight, and I was delighted to think of taking such a valuable prize to the mother. This is capital Ernest, cried I. You have cleared yourself for once of the charge of laziness. Let us now carry this, blended salmon to the sledge. I will clean and pack it for the journey, that it may arrive in good condition, while you'll go and take a bath in the sea. All this being accomplished, we harnessed our beasts to the well-aidened vehicle, and replacing the boards on the bridge, commenced the journey home. We kept inland this time, and were skirting the borders of a grassy thicket, when Juno suddenly laughed us and plunging into the bushes, with fierce barking hunted out right in front of us, the most singular looking creature I ever beheld. It was taking wonderful flying leaps, apparently in a sitting posture, and got over the ground at an astonishing rate. I attempted to shoot it as it passed, but missed. Ernest, who was behind me, observed its movements very coolly, and, seeing that the dog was puzzled, and that the animal having paused was crouching among the grass, went cautiously nearer, fired at the spot he had marked, and shot it dead. The extraordinary appearance of this creature surprised us very much. It was as large as a sheep, its head was shaped like that of a mouse, its skin also was of a mouse color, it had long ears like a hair, and a tail like a tiger's. The fore paws resembled those of a squirrel, but they seemed only half-grown, while the hind legs were enormous, and so long that, when upright on them, the animal would look as if mounted on stilts. For some time we stood silently, wondering at the remarkable creature before us. I could not recollect to have seen or heard of any such. Well, Father, said Ernest at last, I should say this was about the queerest beast to be met with anywhere. I'm glad I knocked it over. How they will all stare when I carry it home. You have had a lucky day altogether, certainly, said I, but I cannot think what this animal can be. Examine its teeth, and let us see to what class of mammalia it belongs. We may be led to guess at its name in that way. I see four sharp incisor teeth, Father, to upper and to under as a squirrel has. Ah, then he is a rodent. What rodents can you remember, Ernest? I do not know them all, but there are the mouse, the marmot, the squirrel, the hare, the beaver, the gerboa. The gerboa, I exclaimed. The gerboa. Now we shall have it. This is really very like a gerboa, only far larger. It must be a kangaroo, one of the class of animals which has a pouch or purse beneath the body in which its young can take refuge. They were discovered in New Holland by the great Captain Cook, and I congratulate you on being the first to obtain a specimen in New Switzerland, I added, laughing, as I extemporized the name. The kangaroo was added to the already heavy load on our sledge, and we proceeded slowly, arriving late at Falconhurst, but meeting with the usual bright welcome. Very eager and inquisitive were the glances turned toward the sledge, for the load piled on it surpassed all expectation. We, on our part, staring in equal surprise at the extraordinary rig of the young folks who came to meet us. One wore a long night shirt, which, with a belt, was a convenient length in front, but trailed behind in orthodox ghost fashion. Another had on a very wide pair of trousers, braced up so short that each little egg looked like the clapper in a bell. The third, buttoned up in a P-jacket, which came down to his ankles, looked for all the world like a walking portmanteau. Amid much joking and laughter, the mother explained that she had been washing all day, and while their clothes were drying, the boys amused themselves by dressing up in things they found while rummaging the sailor's chest, and had kept them on. That earnest and I might see the masquerade. It certainly amused us, but made me regret that so little belonging to ourselves had been saved from the wreck, in consequence of which the children had scarcely a change of linen. Turning now to our new acquisitions, we excited great interest by exhibiting each in turn, the large salmon, but more especially the kangaroo, surprised and delighted everyone. Fritz alone wore a look expressive of dissatisfaction, and I saw that he was envious of his younger brother's success. Vext, that so noble a prize had fallen to Ernest's gun, instead of his own, he treated it rather slightly, but I could see that he was struggling against his jealous feelings, and he, after a while, succeeded in recovering his good humour, and joined pleasantly in the conversation. What a famous day's sport you have had together, said he, coming up close to me. It will be my turn to go out with you next, will it not, Father? Just about here there is nothing to shoot, and I have found it very dull. Still, you have been doing your duty, my dear boy. You were entrusted with the care of the family, and a youth of manly character will not depend for happiness on mere excitement. As the shades of night approached, we made haste to conclude the day's work, by preparing the kangaroo, part for immediate use, and part for salting. The animals were fed, and a plentiful allowance of salt made to them. Our own supper of broiled salmon and potatoes was dispatched with great appetite, and we retired with thankful hearts to sound and well-earned repose. End of Chapter Four Part Two, read by Kara Schellenberg on July 16th, 2009, in San Diego, California.