Swiss Family Robinson(fiscle part-3 of 2) by Johann David Wyss (inspirational books for students .txt) 📕
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Steps. The Flooring projected like A Balcony In front Of The Entrance
Door, And Underneath, On The Ground, We Fitted up Sheds For Cattle And
Fowls.
Various Ornaments In chinese Or Japanese Style Were Added to The Roof
And Eaves, And A Most Convenient, Cool And Picturesque Cottage,
Overhung And Adorned by The Graceful Foliage Of The Trees, Was The
Result Of Our Ingenuity.
I Was Pleased to Find That The Various Birds Taken By The Boys During
This Excursion Seemed likely To Thrive; They Were The First Inmates Of
The New Sheds, And Even The Black Swans And Cranes Soon Became Tame And
Sociable.
Constantly Roaming through The Woods, The Children Often Made New
Discoveries.
Fritz Brought One Day, After An Excursion To The Opposite Side Of The
Stream Beyond The Gap, A Cluster Of Bananas, And Also Of Cacao-Beans,
From Which Chocolate Is Made.
The Banana, Although Valuable And Nourishing food For The Natives Of
The Tropical Countries Where It Grows, Is Not Generally Liked by
Europeans, And Probably This Variety Was Even Inferior To Many Others,
For We Found The Fruit Much Like Rotten Pears, And Almost Uneatable.
The Cacao Seeds Tasted exceedingly Bitter, And It Seemed wonderful That
By Preparation They Should Produce Anything so Delicious As Chocolate.
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My Wife, Who Now Fancied no Manufacture Beyond My Skill, Begged for
Plants, Seeds, Or Cuttings To Propagate In her Nursery Garden, Already
Fancying herself In the Enjoyment Of Chocolate For Breakfast, And I
Promised to Make A Cacao Plantation Near Home.
`Let Me Have Bananas Also,' Said She, `For We May Acquire A Taste For
That Celebrated fruit, And, At All Events, I Am Sure I Can Make It Into
An Excellent Preserve.'
The Day Before Our Return To Rockburg, Fritz Went Again To The Inland
Region Beyond The River To Obtain A Large Supply Of Young
Banana-Plants, And The Cacao-Fruit. He Took The Cajack, And A Bundle Of
Reeds To Float Behind Him As A Raft To Carry The Fruit, Plants, And
Anything else He Might Wish To Bring back.
In The Evening he Made His Appearance, Coming swiftly Down Stream. His
Brothers Rushed to Meet Him, Each Eager To See And Help To Land His
Cargo. Ernest And Fritz Were Quickly Running up The Bank, With Arms
Full Of Plants, Branches And Fruit, When Fritz Handed to Jack A
Dripping wet Bag Which He Had Brought Along Partly Under Water. A
Curious Pattering noise Proceeded from This Bag, But They Kept The
Contents A Secret For The Present, Jack Running with It Behind A Bush
Before Peeping in, And I Could Just Hear Him Exclaim:
`Hullo! I Say, What Monsters They Are! It'S Enough To Make A Fellow'S
Flesh Creep To Look At Them!'
With That He Hastily Shut Up The Bag, And Put It Away Safely Out Of
Sight In water.
Securing the Cajack, Fritz Sprang Towards Us, His Handsome Face
Radiant With Pleasure, As He Exhibited a Beautiful Water-Fowl. Its
Plumage Was Rich Purple, Changing on The Back To Dark Green; The Legs,
Feet And A Mark Above The Bill, Bright Red. This Lovely Bird I
Concluded to Be The Sultan Cock Described by Buffon, And As It Was
Gentle, We Gladly Received it Among Our Domestic Pets.
Fritz Gave A Stirring account Of His Exploring trip, Having made His
Way Far Up The River, Between Fertile Plains And Majestic Forests Of
Lofty Trees, Where The Cries Of Vast Numbers Of Birds, Parrots,
Peacocks, Guinea-Fowls And Hundreds Unknown To Him, Quite Bewildered
Him And Made Him Feel Giddy.
`It Was In the Buffalo Swamp,' Continued he, `That I Saw The Splendid
Birds You Call Sultan Cocks, And I Set My Heart On Catching one Alive,
Which, As They Seemed to Have Little Fear Of My Approach, I Managed by
Means Of A Wire Snare. Farther On I Saw A Grove Of Mimosa Trees, Among
Which Huge Dark Masses Were Moving in a Deliberate Way. Guess What They
Were!'
`Savages?' Asked franz Timidly.
Part 3 Chapter 7 Pg 110`Black Bears, I Bet!' Cried jack.
`Your Words Suggest To My Mind The Manner And Appearance Of
Elephants,' Said Ernest.
`Right You Are, Professor!' Exclaimed fritz Gaily, The Words Producing
Quite A Sensation On The Whole Attentive Family. `From Fifteen To
Twenty Elephants Were Feeding peacefully On The Leafy Boughs, Tearing
Down Branches With Their Trunks And Shoving them Into Their Mouths With
One Jerk, Or Bathing in the Deep Waters Of The Marsh For Refreshment In
The Great Heat. You Cannot Imagine The Wild Grandeur Of The Scene! The
River Being very Broad, I Felt Safe From Wild Animals, And More Than
Once Saw Splendid Jaguars Crouched on The Banks, Their Glossy Skin
Glancing in the Sunlight.
`While Considering if It Would Be Simply Foolhardy To Try A Shot At One
Of These Creatures, I Was Suddenly Convinced that Discretion Is The
Better Part Of Valour, And Urging my Canoe Into The Centre Current,
Made A Rapid Retreat Down The River. For Just Before Me, In the Calm
Deep Water Of A Sheltered bay Where I Was Quietly Floating, There Arose
A Violent Boiling, Bubbling commotion, And For An Instant I Thought A
Hot Spring was Going to Burst Forth--Instead Of That, Up Rose The
Hideous Head And Gaping jaws Of A Hippopotamus, Who, With A Hoarse
Terrific Snort, Seemed about To Attack Me.
`I Can Tell You I Did Not Wait To See The Rest Of Him! A Glimpse Of His
Enormous Mouth And Its Array Of White Gleaming tusks Was Quite Enough.
"Right About Face!" Said I To Myself, And Shot Down The Stream Like An
Arrow, Never Pausing till A Bend In the River Brought Me Within Sight
Of The Gap, Where I Once More Felt Safe, And Joyfully Made My Way Back
To You All.'
This Narrative Was Of Thrilling interest To Us, Proving the Existence
Of Tribes Of The Most Formidable Animals Beyond The Rocky Barrier Which
Defended, In so Providential A Manner, The Small And Fertile Territory
On Which Our Lot Was Cast.
During the Absence Of The Adventurer We Had Been Busily Engaged in
Making preparations For Our Departure--And Everything was Packed up And
Ready By The Morning after His Return.
After Some Hesitation I Yielded to His Great Wish, Which Was To Return
By Sea In his Cajack Round Cape Disappointment And So Meet Us At
Rockburg.
He Was Much Interested in examining the Outlines Of The Coast, And The
Rugged precipices Of The Cape. These Were Tenanted by Vast Flocks Of
Sea-Fowl And Birds Of Prey; While Many Varieties Of Shrubs And Plants,
Hitherto Unknown To Us, Grew In the Clefts And Crevices Of The Rocks,
Some Of Them Diffusing a Strong Aromatic Odour. Among The Specimens He
Brought I Recognized the Caper Plant And, With Still Greater Pleasure,
A Shrub Which Was, I Felt Sure, The Tea-Plant Of China--It Bore Very
Pretty White Flowers And The Leaves Resembled myrtle.
Part 3 Chapter 7 Pg 111
Our Land Journey Was Effected without Accident Or Adventure Of Any
Kind.
Jack, Mounted as Usual On Hurry, The Ostrich, Carried the Mysterious
Wet Bag Very Carefully Slung At His Side, And When Near Home Started
Off At A Prodigious Rate In advance Of Us.
He Let Fall The Drawbridge, And We Saw No More Of Him Until, On
Reaching rockburg, He Appeared leisurely Returning from The Swamp,
Where Apparently He Had Gone To Deposit His `Moist Secret', As Franz
Called it.
We Were All Glad To Take Up Our Quarters Once More In our Large And
Convenient Dwelling, And My First Business Was To Provide For The Great
Number Of Birds We Now Had On Our Hands, By Establishing them In
Suitable Localities, It Being impossible To Maintain Them All In the
Poultry-Yard. Some Were, Therefore, Taken To The Islands; And The Black
Swans, The Heron, The Graceful Demoiselle Cranes, And Our Latest
Acquisition, The Splendid Sultan Cock, Soon Became Perfectly At Home In
The Swamp, Greatly Adding to The Interest Of The Neighbourhood Of
Safety Bay.
The Old Bustards Were The Tamest Of All Our Feathered pets, And Never
More So Than At Meal-Times. They Were Unfailing in their Attendance
When We Dined or Supped in the Open Air.
Towards Evening, As We Sat In the Verandah Listening to Fritz'S
Account Of His Trip Round The Cape, An Extraordinary Hollow Roaring
Noise Sounded from The Swamp, Not Unlike The Angry Bellowing of A Bull.
The Dogs Barked and The Family Rose In excitement; But Remarked a Look
Of Quiet Humour In fritz'S Eye, As He Stood Leaning against One Of The
Verandah Pillars, Watching jack, Who, In some Confusion, Started off
Towards The Marsh.
`Come Back, You Silly Boy!' Cried his Mother. `The Child Has Not So
Much As A Pistol, And Is Rushing off Alone To Face He Knows Not What!'
`Perhaps,' Said I, Looking at Fritz, `This Is Not A Case Requiring the
Use Of Firearms. It May Be Only The Booming of A Bittern Which We
Hear.'
`You Need not Be Uneasy, Mother,' Said Fritz. `Jack Knows What He Is
About, Only This Charming serenade Took Him By Surprise, And I Fancy He
Will Have To Exhibit His Treasures Before They Reach Perfection. Yes,
Here He Comes!'
Lugging his `Moist Secret' Along With Him, Jack, Flushed and
Breathless, Came Up To Us, Exclaiming:
`They Were To Grow As Big As Rabbits Before You Saw Them! Such A
Shame! I Never Thought They Would Kick Up A Row Like That. Now For
It!'--And He Turned out The Bag. `This Is "Grace", And This Is
"Beauty".'
Part 3 Chapter 7 Pg 112
Two Immense Frogs Rolled clumsily On The Ground, And Recovering their
Feet, Sat Squat Before Us, Swelling and Buffing with A Ludicrous Air Of
Insulted dignity, While Peals Of Laughter Greeted
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