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

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now evening, began to think about our own supper.
Suddenly the stillness was broken by the loud braying of the donkey, and we saw him throwing his head in the air, and kicking and prancing about; then he set off at a full gallop. We began to fear that some wild beast might be near, and I hurried out with Fritz and the two dogs in the direction the donkey had taken.
In spite of an anxious search, we could find nothing, and returned to the camp vexed by the loss of our valuable donkey. The boys had made a pleasant hut with sail-cloth in the meantime, and seated before it on the sand in the warm glow of the fire we enjoyed our supper, and forgot our annoyance.
The night passed safely, though I took care to get up from time to time to make up the fires, so as to scare away any wild animals, and in the morning, after breakfasting on milk, boiled potatoes, and Dutch cheese, we decided that one of the boys and myself should seek the donkey. I chose Jack, who was delighted to come on such an errand.
We soon reached the bamboo plantation, and after some time we discovered the marks of the donkey's hoofs. After spending a whole hour in
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