CHAPTER XXXI.
CHAPTER XXXI.
_Flax, and the rainy season._
Francis for a short time was highly amused with his sword-leaves,
and then like all children, who are soon tired of their toys,
he grew weary of them, and they were thrown aside. Fritz picked
up some of them that were quite soft and withered; he held up
one which was pliable as a ribband in the hand: My little fellow,
said he to his brother, you can make whips of your sword-grass,
take up the leaves and keep them for this purpose, they will
be of use in driving your goats and sheep. It had been lately
decided that it should be the business of Francis to lead these
to pasture.
Well then, help me to make them, said the child. They sat down
together. Francis divided the leaves into long narrow slips,
and Fritz ingeniously platted them into whip-cords. As they were
working, I saw with pleasure the flexibility and strength of
the bands; I examined them more closely, and found they were
composed of long fibres or filaments; and this discovery led
me to surmise that this supposed sword-grass might be a very
different thing, and not improbably the flax-plant of New Zealand,
called by naturalists _Chlomidia_, and by others _Phormion_[19].
This was a valuable discovery in our situation: I knew how much
my wife wished for the production, and that it was the article
she felt most the want of; I therefore hastened to communicate
the intelligence to her, upon hearing which she expressed the
liveliest joy: This, said she, is the most useful thing you have
found; I entreat you, lose not a moment in searching for more
of these leaves, and bring me the most you can of them; I will
make you stockings, shirts, clothes, thread, ropes . . . . .
In short, give me flax, looms, and frames, and I shall be at
no loss in the employment of it. I could not help smiling at
the scope she gave to her imagination, on the bare mention of
flax, though so much was to be done between the gathering the
leaves and having the cloth she was already sewing in idea. Fritz
whispered a word in Jack’s ear; both went to the stable, and
without asking my leave, one mounted Lightfoot, the other the
buffalo, and galloped off towards the wood so fast that I had
no time to call them back; they were already out of sight: their
eagerness to oblige their mother in this instance pleaded their
forgiveness, and I suffered them to go on without following them,
purposing to proceed and bring them back if they did not soon
return.
In waiting for them I conversed with my wife, who pointed out
to me with all the animation and spirit of useful enterprise
so natural to her character, the various machinery I must contrive
for spinning and weaving her flax for the manufactory of cloths,
with which she said she should be able to equip us from head
to foot; in speaking of which, her eyes sparkled with the love
of doing good, the purest kind of joy, and I promised her all
she desired of me.
In a quarter of an hour our deserters came back on a full trot,
and I was pleased to see them again; like true hussars, they
had foraged the woods, and heavily loaded their cattle with the
precious plant, which they threw at their mother’s feet with
joyful shouts. We could not blame their abrupt departure. Jack
made us laugh in recounting with his accustomed vivacity and
drollery at what a rate he had trotted his buffalo to keep up
with Lightfoot, and how his great horned horse had thrown him
by a side leap; yet that notwithstanding these, he and his buffalo,
as in duty and allegiance bound, were, as ever, at the entire
command of their acknowledged queen. Well, said I, you shall
then all assist her with consummate diligence in preparations
for the work she is about to engage in, and previously in steeping
the flax.
_Fritz._—How is flax prepared, father, and what is meant by steeping
it?
_Father._—Steeping flax, or hemp, is exposing it in the open
air, by spreading it on the ground to receive the rain, the wind,
and the dew, in order in a certain degree to liquefy the plant;
by this means the ligneous or cortical parts of the flax are
separated with more ease from the fibrous; a kind of vegetable
glue that binds them is dissolved, and it can then be perfectly
cleaned with great facility, and the parts selected which are
fit for spinning.
_Fritz._—But may not the natural texture of this part be destroyed
by exposing it so long to wet?
_Father._—That certainly may happen when the process is managed
injudiciously, and the flax not duly turned; the risk, however,
is not great, the fibrous part has a peculiar tenacity, which
enables it to resist longer the action of humidity; flax may
be even steeped altogether in water without injury. Many think
this the best and quickest method, and I am of their opinion.
My wife coincided with me, especially in the sultry climate we
inhabited: she therefore proposed to soak the flax in Flamingo
Marsh, and to begin by making up the leaves in bundles, as they
do hemp in Europe. We agreed to her proposal, and joined in this
previous and necessary preparation of the flax during the rest
of the day.
Next morning the ass was put to the small light car, loaded with
bundles of leaves; Francis and the monkey sat on them, and the
remainder of the family gaily followed with shovels and pickaxes.
We stopped at the marsh, divided our large bundles into smaller,
which we placed in the water, pressing them down with stones
and leaving them in this state till our sovereign should direct
us to remove and set them in the sun to dry, and thus render
the stems soft and easy to peel. In the course of this work we
noticed with admiration the instinct of the flamingoes in building
their cone-shaped nests above the level of the marsh, each nest
having a recess in the upper part, in which the eggs are securely
deposited, while the contrivance enables the female to sit with
her legs in the water: the nest is of clay closely cemented,
so as to resist all danger from the element till the young can
swim.
A fortnight after, my wife told us the flax was sufficiently
steeped. We then took it out of the water, and spread it on the
grass in the sun, where it dried so well and rapidly that we
were able to load it on our cart the same evening, and carry
it to Falcon’s Stream, where it was put by till we had time to
attend further to it, and make beetles, wheels, reels, carding-combs,
&c., as required by our expert and skilful flax-manufacturer.
It was thought best to reserve this task for the rainy season,
and to get ready what would be then necessary during our confinement
within doors. Uninformed as we were as to the duration of this
season, it was highly important to lay in a competent stock of
provisions for ourselves and for all the animals. Occasional
slight showers, the harbingers of winter, had already come on;
the temperature, which hitherto had been warm and serene, became
gloomy and variable; the sky was often darkened with clouds,
the stormy winds were heard, and warned us to avail ourselves
of the favourable moment to collect every thing that would be
wanted.
Our first care was to dig up a full supply of potatoes and yams
for bread, with plenty of cocoa-nuts, and some bags of sweet
acorns. It occurred to us while digging, that the ground being
thus opened and manured with the leaves of plants, we might sow in
it to advantage the remainder of our European corn. Notwithstanding
all the delicacies this stranger land afforded us, the force
of habit still caused us to long for the bread we had been fed
with from childhood: we had not yet laid ourselves out for regular
tillage, and I was inclined to attempt the construction of a
plough of some sort as soon as we had a sufficient stock of corn
for sowing. For this time, therefore, we committed it to the
earth with little preparation: the season, however, was proper
for sowing and planting, as the ensuing rain would moisten and
swell the embryo grain, which otherwise would perish in an arid
burning soil. We accordingly expedited the planting of the various
palm trees we had discovered in our excursions, at Tent House,
carefully selecting the smallest and the youngest. In the environs
was formed a large handsome plantation of sugar canes, so as
to have hereafter every thing useful and agreeable around us,
and thus be dispensed from the usual toil and loss of time in
procuring them.
These different occupations kept us several weeks in unremitted
activity of mind and body; our cart was incessantly in motion,
conveying home our winter stock; time was so precious that we
could not even make regular meals, and limited ourselves to bread,
cheese, and fruits, in order to shorten them, to return quickly
to our work, and dispatch it before the bad season should set
in.
Unfortunately, the weather changed sooner than we had expected,
and than, with all our care, we could be prepared for; before
we had completed our winter establishment, the rain fell in such
heavy torrents that little Francis, trembling, asked me whether
father Noah’s deluge was coming on again; and I could not myself
refrain from painful apprehension in surmising how we should
resist such a body of water, that seemed to change the whole
face of the country into a perfect lake.
The first thing to be done, and which gave us all sensations
of deep concern, was to remove without delay our aërial abode,
and to fix our residence at the bottom of the tree, between the
roots and under the tarred roof I had erected; for it was no
longer possible to remain above, on account of the furious winds
that threatened to bear us away, and deluged our beds with rain
through the large opening in front, our only protection here
being a piece of sail-cloth, which was soon dripping wet and
rent to pieces. In this condition we were forced to take down
our hammocks, mattresses, and every article that could be injured
by the rain; and most fortunate did we deem ourselves in having
made the winding stairs, which sheltered us during the operation of
the removal. The stairs served afterwards for a kind of lumber-room;
we kept all in it we could dispense with, and most of our culinary
vessels, which my wife fetched as she happened to want them.
Our little sheds between the roots, constructed for the poultry
and the cattle, could scarcely contain us all; and the first
days we passed in this manner were painfully embarrassing, crowded
all together, and hardly able to move in these almost dark recesses,
which the fœtid smell from the close-adjoining animals rendered
almost insupportable: in addition, we were half stifled with
smoke whenever we kindled a fire, and drenched with rain when
we opened the doors. For the first time, since our disaster,
we sighed for the comfortable houses of our dear country:—but
what was to be done! we were not there, and losing our courage
and our temper would only increase the evil. I strove to raise
the spirits of my companions, and obviate some of the inconveniences.
The now doubly-precious winding stair was, as I have said, every
way useful to us; the upper part of it was filled with numerous
articles that gave us room below; and as it was lighted and sheltered
by windows, my wife often worked there, seated on a stair, with
her little Francis at her feet. We confined our live-stock to
a smaller number, and gave them a freer current of air, dismissing
from the stalls those animals that from their properties, and
being natives of the country, would be at no loss in providing
for themselves. That we might not lose them altogether, we tied
bells round their necks; Fritz and I sought and drove them in
every evening that they did not spontaneously return. We generally
got wet to the skin and chilled with cold, during the employment,
which induced my wife to contrive for us a kind of clothing more
suitable to the occasion; she took two seamen’s shirts from the
chest we had recovered from the wreck; and then, with some pieces
of old coats, she made us a kind of cloth hoods joined together
at the back, and well formed for covering the head entirely:
we melted some elastic gum, which we spread over the shirts and
hoods; and the articles thus prepared answered every purpose
of water-proof overalls, that were of essential use and comfort
to us. Our young rogues were ready with their derision the first
time they saw us in them; but afterwards they would have been
rejoiced to have had the same: this, however, the reduced state
of our gum did not allow, and we contented ourselves with wearing
them in turn, when compelled to work in the rain, from the bad
effects of which they effectually preserved us.
As to the smoke, our only remedy was to open the door when we
made a fire; and we did without as much as we could, living on
milk and cheese, and never making a fire but to bake our cakes:
we then availed ourselves of the opportunity to boil a quantity
of potatoes and salt meat enough to last us a number of days.
Our dry wood was also nearly expended, and we thanked Heaven
the weather was not very cold; for had this been the case our
other trials would have much increased. A more serious concern
was our not having provided sufficient hay and leaves for our
European cattle, which we necessarily kept housed to avoid losing
them; the cow, the ass, the sheep, and the goats, the two last
of which were increased in number, required a large quantity
of provender, so that we were ere long forced to give them our
potatoes and sweet acorns, which by the by they found very palatable,
and we remarked that they imparted a delicate flavour to their
milk;—the cow, the goats, and even the sheep, amply supplied
us with that precious article: milking, cleaning the animals
and preparing their food, occupied us most of the morning, after
which we were usually employed in making flour of the manioc
root, with which we filled the large gourds, which were previously
placed in rows. The gloom of the atmosphere and our low windowless
habitation sensibly abridged our daylight; fortunately, we had
laid in a huge store of candles, and felt no want of that article:
when darkness obliged us to light up, we got round the table,
when a large taper fixed on a gourd gave us an excellent light,
which enabled my wife to pursue her occupation with the needle,
while I, on my part, was forming a journal and recording what
the reader has perused of the narrative of our shipwreck and
residence in this island, assisted from time to time by my sons
and their admirable mother, who did not cease to remind me of
various incidents belonging to the story. To Ernest, who wrote
a fine hand, was intrusted the care of writing off my pages in
a clear legible character; Fritz and Jack amused themselves by
drawing from memory the plants and animals which had most struck
their observation; while one and all contributed to teach little
Francis to read and write: we concluded the day with a devotional
reading in the Holy Bible, performed by each in turn, and we
then retired to rest, happy in ourselves, and in the innocent
and peaceful course of our existence. Our kind and faithful steward
often surprised us agreeably on our return from looking after
the cattle, by lighting up a faggot of dried bamboo, and quickly
roasting by the clear and fervent heat it produced, a chicken,
pigeon, duck, or penguin from our poultry-yard, or some of the
thrushes we had preserved in butter, which were excellent, and
welcomed as a treat to reward extraordinary toil. Every four
or five days the kind creature made us new fresh butter in the
gourd-churn; and this with some deliciously fragrant honey spread
on our manioc cakes, formed a collation that would have raised
the envy of European epicures. These unexpected regales represented
to our grateful hearts so many little festivals, the generous
intention of which made us forget our bad accommodations and
confinement.
The fragments of our meals belonged in right to our domestic
animals, as part of the family. We had now four dogs, the young
jackal, the eagle, and the monkey, to feed; they relied with
just confidence on the kindness of their respective masters,
who certainly would have deprived themselves to supply the wants
of their helpless dependents. Francis had taken under his mighty
protection the two little bull-dogs; my wife Ponto, and I the
brave Turk:—thus each had his attendant, of which he took care, and
no one was dispensed from the offices of tenderness and vigilance.
If the buffalo, the onagra, and pig had not found sustenance
abroad, they must have been killed or starved, and that would
have given us much pain. In the course of these discomforts it
was unanimously resolved on, that we would not pass another rainy
season exposed to the same evils; even my beloved consort, who
felt such a predilection for the abode at Falcon’s Stream, was
frequently a little ruffled and out of temper with our inconvenient
situation, and insisted more than any of us on the propriety
of building elsewhere a more spacious winter residence: she wished,
however, to return to our castle in the tree every summer, and
we all joined with her in that desire. The choice of a fresh
abode now engrossed our attention, and Fritz in the midst of
consultation came forward triumphantly with a book he had found
in the bottom of our clothes’ chest. Here, said he, is our best
counsellor and model, _Robinson Crusoe_; since Heaven has destined
us to a similar fate, whom better can we consult? as far as I
remember, he cut himself an habitation out of the solid rock:
let us see how he proceeded; we will do the same and with greater
ease, for he was alone; we are six in number, and four of us
able to work. Well spoken, son, said I: this activity and courage
give me pleasure; let us then strive to be as ingenious as Robinson
Crusoe.
And why not? observed Jack—Have we not an island, rocks, and
tools from abroad as good as he had, and, as brother Fritz says,
more hands to use them?
We assembled, and read the famous history with an ardent interest;
it seemed though so familiar, quite new to us: we entered earnestly
into every detail and derived considerable information from it,
and never failed to feel lively gratitude towards God who had
rescued us all together, and not permitted one only of us to
be cast a solitary being on the island. The occurrence of this
thought produced an overwhelming sense of affection among us,
and we could not refrain from throwing ourselves into each others
arms, embracing repeatedly, and the pathetic scene ended in mutual
congratulations.
Francis repeated his wish to have a Man Friday; Fritz thought
it better to be without such a companion, and to have no savages
to contend with. Jack was for the savages, warfare and encounters.
The final result of our deliberations was to go and survey the
rocks round Tent-House, and to examine whether any of them could
be excavated for our purpose.
Our last job for the winter, undertaken at my wife’s solicitation,
was a beetle for her flax and some carding-combs. I filed large
nails till they were even, round, and pointed; I fixed them at
equal distances in a sheet of tin, and raised the sides of it
like a box; I then poured melted lead between the nails and the
sides, to give firmness to their points, which came out four
inches. I nailed this tin on a board, and the machine was fit for
work. My wife was impatient to use it; and the drying, peeling, and
spinning her flax, became from this time a source of inexhaustible
delight.