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CHAPTER XXVII
FRITZ AND HIS CAJACK
The rainy season was now rapidly approaching, and we were soon obliged to give up our excursions. The winds and the rain commenced; the sky that had so long been clear became dark with storm-clouds ; tempests announced the approach of winter; and we closed the door of our grotto, happy in having such a comfortable shelter.
The turning-wheel was continually in motion. We improved the quality of our manufactures more and more, and we made utensils that at the outset we had despaired of ever possessing.
Of all the instruments at our disposal, the English turning-lathe was the most serviceable, and my wife made such frequent appeals to its powers that she finished by making me a capital workman.
Ernest found occupation enough in his books ; but his brothers never entered the library un-
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