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

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WE MOVE TO THE FOREST                  79
making grimaces; after this came Ernest, driving the sheep ; while I brought up the rear, and the dogs ran up and down. Our march was slow, and there was something solemn and patriarchal about it; I fancied we were like our forefathers journeying in the desert, accompanied by their families and their possessions.
When we had advanced half-way across the bridge the sow thought she would come too. At the moment of our departure she had shown her­self so restive that we had been compelled to leave her behind; but, seeing that we had all left the place, she set out to overtake us.
In order that our animals should not stray among the thick grass on the other side of the river I directed our march toward the seashore. But scarcely were we on the sands when our two dogs, which had strayed behind among the glass, set up a howl, as if they had been attacked by some formid­able animal. Fritz in an instant raised his gun ready to fire ; Ernest drew back to his mother's side ; Jack ran bravely after Fritz with his gun upon his shoulder; while I followed. In spite of my exhortations to proceed with caution, the boys made but three jumps to the place from whence the noise proceeded, and Jack cried out:
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