CHAPTER XIX.

_Another trip to the wreck._

I rose before day to go to the sea-side and inspect our two vessels.

My family did not hear me depart, and I was unwilling to disturb

their balmy sleep, that sweet restorative of strength, so requisite

for children. I therefore gently descended the ladder. Above,

the scene was all repose; below, I found every thing in life

and motion. The dogs jumped about me for joy, perceiving I was

going out; the cock and the hens flapped their wings and chuckled,

and our goats shook their long beards as they browsed; but the

ass, the only creature amongst them I was likely to want at that

time, still lay stretched at full length on the grass, and discovered

no inclination for the morning jaunt I designed for him. Taking

less of the creature’s feelings into the account than my own

occasion for his services, I quickly roused and harnessed him

singly for the sledge, not wishing to yoke the cow to it before

she had been milked. It was unnecessary to call the dogs after

me. As I walked towards the shore, animated at different moments

by hope and fear, with pleasure I saw there, that, with the help

of my lead and iron bars used as anchors, the boat and raft had

resisted the tide, though it had partially heaved them up. I

got quickly on the raft, where I took a small loading, and returned

to Falcon’s Stream in time for breakfast. Judge of my surprise

when arrived, that I neither saw nor heard a single creature

of its inhabitants, though the sun had climbed high above the

horizon.—Thinking it time for our fellow-labourers to be stirring,

I gave a shout as loud as a war-whoop. My wife awoke first, and

wondered to see the day so far advanced. Really, my dear, said

she, I think it must be the magic charm of the good mattress

you brought home yesterday that has lulled me into such a long

sound sleep, and that appears to be still exerting its influence

upon our boys. In fact, though they rubbed their eyes, they could

scarcely keep them open: they yawned, stretched, turned round,

and turned back again. Come come, up, my lads, exclaimed I, once

again; the more we venture to parley with sloth, the longer she

holds us in her chains; brave youths like you, ought to awake

at the first call, and leap quick and gaily out of bed. Fritz,

ashamed to have slept so long, was dressed first; Jack soon after

him, and Francis next; the ever-slothful Ernest was the last.

Is it possible, dear boy, said I to him, that at your age you

allow even little Francis to get the start of you?

Oh! father, answered he, it is so delightful to lose oneself

again after having been awakened! one feels sleep come on afresh

so gently, ideas vanish so agreeably! I should be glad to be

awakened thus every morning, that I might have the pleasure of

falling into a new slumber.

I answer, Ernest, that this is a refinement in slothfulness I

never heard of till now! It is my duty to tell you, and that

gravely, if you acquire this habit, you will become an effeminate

useless character. A man, though not like us, in a desert, is

bound to provide for his existence, and avoid being a burthen

to society; he should do what is right with courage and promptness,

without consulting convenience or pleasure. He who indulges himself

in all that flatters his senses, will end by falling a victim

to them. Nature produces, too, certain poisons, which are grateful

to the palate; yet the persons who unguardedly taste them, fail

not to suffer the death they conceal.

After this short admonition, we all came down; and prayers and

breakfast being over, we returned to the sea-side to complete

the unloading of the raft, that it might be ready for sea on the

ebbing of the tide. I was not long, with the additional assistance

I had, in taking two cargoes to Falcon’s Stream. At our last

trip the tide was nearly up to our craft. I immediately sent

back my wife and three children, and remained with Fritz waiting

till we were quite afloat; when observing Jack hovering round

us and dilatory in following his mother, I perceived his wish

and assented to his embarking with us. Shortly after, the tide

was high enough for us to row off. Instead of steering for Safety

Bay to moor our vessels there securely, I was tempted by the

fineness of the weather to go out again to the wreck, which it

was with considerable difficulty we got up to, though aided by

a very fresh sea breeze. On our getting along-side, it was too

late to undertake much, and I was unwilling to cause my dear

partner uneasiness by passing another night on-board; I therefore

determined to bring away only what could be obtained with ease

and speed: in this resolution we searched hastily through the

ship for any trifling articles that might be readily removed.

Jack was up and down, every where, at a loss what to select;

and when I saw him again, he drew a wheel-barrow after him, shouting

and rejoicing at having found such a vehicle for the convenient

carriage of our potatoes. But Fritz next disclosed still better news,

which was that he had discovered behind the bulk-head amid-ship,

a pinnace (_i. e._ a small craft, the forepart of which is square)

taken to pieces, with all its appurtenances, and even two small

guns for its defence. This intelligence so delighted me, that

I quitted every thing else to run to the bulk-head, when I was

convinced of the truth of the lad’s assertion: but I instantly

perceived, that to put it together and launch it into the sea,

would be an Herculean task, which I relinquished for the present.

I then collected some house utensils and whatever else I thought

most useful; such as a large copper boiler, some plates of iron,

tobacco graters, two grinding-stones, a small barrel of gun-powder,

and another full of flints, which I much valued. Jack’s barrow

was not forgotten; two more were afterwards found and added,

with straps belonging to them. All these articles were hurried

into the boat, without our stopping to eat, or in any manner

refresh ourselves, and we re-embarked with speed, to avoid meeting

the land wind that invariably rises in the evening. As we were

safely and happily drawing near to shore, we were struck with

the appearance of an assemblage of small figures ranged in a long

line on the strand, and that seemed to be viewing us attentively:

they were dressed in black, and all uniform, with white waistcoats

and full cravats: the arms of these beings hung down carelessly;

now and then, however, they seemed to extend them tenderly, as

if they wished to embrace or offer us a token of friendship.

I really think, said I to the boys, who were steadfastly gazing

at so novel a spectacle, that we are in the country of the pygmies,

and that, having discovered us, they wish to form a friendly

alliance.

_Jack._ Oh, no! father, they are certainly Lilliputians, though

somewhat bigger than those of whom I read the description in

Gulliver’s Travels.

You, then, child, said I, consider those travels as true; that

there is an island of Lilliput, and inhabited by dwarfs?

_Jack._ Gulliver says so. He met also with men of an immense

stature, besides an island inhabited by horses . . . . .

And yet I must tell you that the only reality in all his discoveries

is the rich imagination of the author, whose taste and feeling

led him to resort to allegory for the purpose of revealing grand

truths. Do you know, Jack, what an allegory is?

It somewhat resembles a parable, I presume.

Right, one is very similar to the other.

_Jack._ And the pygmies you mentioned, are any to be found?

No more than there are Lilliputians; they exist only in poetical

fiction, or in the erroneous account of some ancient navigator,

in which a group of monkeys has been fallaciously described as

diminutive men.

_Fritz._ Such probably are the mannikins that we see now stretching

out their arms towards us. Ah, now I begin to perceive that they

have beaks, and that their arms are short drooping wings;—what

strange birds!

You are right, son, they are penguins or ruffs[1]. They are of

the _stupid_ species; Ernest killed one soon after our arrival.

They are excellent swimmers, but cannot fly; and so confused

are they when on land, that they run in the silliest way into

danger; catching such birds as these, is a fit sport for none

but the indolent.

While we were talking I steered gently towards shore, to enjoy

the uncommon sight the longer; but the very moment we got into

shallow water, my giddy boy Jack leaped out of his cask up to

his waist into it, and was quickly on land battering with his

stick among the penguins before they were aware of his approach,

so that half a dozen of them were immediately laid flat; they

were not dead, but only stunned: the remainder, seeing they were

so roughly accosted, plunged into the sea, dived, and disappeared.

Fritz murmured audibly at his brother for having frightened them

away before he could fire. I could not help laughing at this

perpetual shooter of guns, who was so disposed to waste his powder

on animals which were to be taken with the hand without resistance:

I also taunted Jack a little for having jumped into the water

at the risk of being drowned. While I was making these observations,

the birds, that had been merely stunned, gradually recovered,

rose upon their legs and began a tottering sort of march with

a gravity which irresistibly excited our laughter. I did not

allow Jack’s game to escape; I took hold of them, tied their

legs together with reeds, without hurting them, and laid them

on the beach while we were landing our treasures. But as the

sun declined, and we despaired of finishing before night set

in, each of us filled a barrow in order to take home something.

I requested that the tobacco-graters and iron plates might be

in the first load; to these we added the penguins living and

dead, and then set out. As we drew near Falcon’s Stream I heard with

pleasure the watchful dogs proclaim our approach with loud barking:

they no sooner saw us than they ran up with lively demonstrations

of joy, and in the midst of their rough greetings completely

overset poor Jack, who was wheeling along his barrow with difficulty

and some ill-humour, and to this he gave vent by two or three

lusty cuffs of his fist, which were divided between his friends

Turk and Ponto, who so little thought of resenting them, that

they sprang upon him as often as he took his barrow, and thus

renewed the contest to the no small amusement of his brothers,

who ran up to disengage him. My wife was highly pleased with

the wheel-barrows and for the most part with their contents, but

she had no partiality for the tobacco-graters.—In the name of

Heaven, said she, what is the use of these graters? Are our four

sons to become snuff-takers? Luckily for my fears, said she,

the article is not to be obtained in our island.

No, dear wife, I replied; and pray do not be uneasy about them;

these graters are not for the gratification of our noses; I am

too happy in having myself abandoned the bad and filthy habit

of snuff-taking, to permit my sons to use it. Come, children,

said I, pointing to the penguins, look after the new-comers to

the poultry-yard. I then directed them to fasten the birds one

by one to a goose or a duck, as a means of taming and inuring

them to the society of their companions. This essay, however,

was tedious and inconvenient to our feathered animals, who were

but slowly reconciled to their singular companions. My wife now

showed me a good store of potatoes which she had got in during

our absence, and a quantity of the roots I had taken for manioc,

and in which I was not mistaken: I much applauded her diligence

and foresight, and gave Ernest and little Francis their share

of approbation.

Papa, we have worked very hard indeed, said the latter; what

will you say when we have a fine crop of maize, melons, dates,

and gourds? Mamma has planted all these in the potatoe holes.

I must tell you, master Francis, exclaimed his mother, you are

a little thoughtless babbler. Why did you tell my secret? you

have spoiled all the pleasure I promised myself in surprising

your father with my new plantation.

_Father._ I am sorry for this, my dear; but be assured I am not

the less gratified for hearing of your kindness in this unexpected

manner. But tell me, I beseech you, where did you procure all

these seeds and grains, and how came you to think of so extraordinary

a plan?

_Mother._ I took the grain and seeds from the bottom of my enchanted

bag, and your thirst after fresh booty and your endless trips

to the wreck are the sources of the resolution I formed to increase

the number of your comforts at home, and thus render them the

less necessary. I determined then during the fine season to fit

up a kitchen-garden, and to sow as much of it with seed as I

was able to dig and put in order; at the same time taking particular

care to leave all the smallest-sized potatoes in the ground,

that they might produce us a full and abundant crop.

_Father._ This was well thought, my love; but we must not despise

the trips to the vessel neither; this very day we unexpectedly

discovered in her a new and handsome little pinnace, which at

some time or other may be of the greatest service to us.

_Mother._ I cannot say that this discovery gives me very much

pleasure; I have no desire to trust myself again on the sea;

but should it at any time be absolutely necessary, I must confess

I should prefer a well made solid vessel to our miserable raft

composed of tubs.

_Father._ Well, this you shall possess, if you will consent to

my returning once more to the wreck; in the mean while, let us

have some supper, and then we will retire to rest; and if my

little workmen should be industriously inclined to-morrow, I

shall reward them with what to children is always a source of

pleasure—the novelty of a new trade to be learnt. This did not

fail to excite the curiosity of all; but I kept my word, and

made them wait till the following day for the explanation I had

to give.