THE SWISS FAMILY ROBINSON - online book

A close family who has found themselves stranded on an
island after a shipwreck - By J. D. Wyss

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10             THE SWISS FAMILY ROBINSON
the ground. Over the ridge we threw some sail­cloth, and fastened it down on each side to the ground with stakes. The next thing to be done was to collect grass and moss, to be spread and dried in the sun, to serve us for beds. While the boys were doing this, I made near the tent a kind of little kitchen.
A few flat stones served for a hearth, and with some little twigs a brisk, cheering fire was soon alight. We put some of the soup-cakes, with water, into our iron pot over the flame. When Francis saw the soup-cakes he mistook them for glue, and asked with such an appearance of earnestness what we were going to stick together that his mother smiled as she explained that these cakes were made of the juices of meat, pressed out and consolidated to make them easy to pack.
In the meanwhile Fritz, taking one of the guns, had wandered along the side of the river; Ernest had gone to the seashore; and Jack took the direction of a chain of rocks which jutted out into the sea.
Presently I heard loud cries coming from Jack, and, snatching up my hatchet, I ran to his help. He was up to his knees in water, with a large sea lobster hanging on to his leg by its claws. I
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