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

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so tough that we were allowed to pack what was left for our journey without further regret from anyone.
FRItz urged me to set out before it grew too hot, in which he was quite right; so, having seen that the guns we left behind were loaded in case of need, we said good-bye and started.
We found we had to go a good way up the river before we could cross, as the banks were high and steep. But at last we passed over on some large rocks that formed stepping-stones, and then forced our way through tall grass which was twined with other plants, and, being half dried by the sun, made the task very difficult.
When we had walked about a hundred paces, we
heard a loud noise behind us, and a rustling in
the grass, which was almost as tall as ourselves.
I thought it might be a serpent, a tiger, or some
other ferocious animal. But I was well satisfied
with Fritz, who, instead of being frightened and
running away, stood still and firm to face the
danger. Our alarm was, however, short; for out
rushed, not an enemy, but our faithful Turk,
whom we had forgotten, but who had quickly
followed us.
This incident over, we resumed our walk. On
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