Taking an ample supply of everything we should require at Falconhurst,

we were soon comfortably reestablished in that charming abode, its

peaceful shade seeming more delightful than ever, after the heat and

hard work we had lately undergone.

Several Sundays had passed during our stay at Tentholm, and the

welcome Day of Rest now returned again, to be observed with heartfelt

devotion and grateful praise.

V

PREPARING FOR THE RAINY SEASON. NEW DISCOVERIES

NOTE.--To make the ascent to Falconhurst easier and safer, a spiral

staircase was built in the trunk of the huge tree whose branches

upheld the "Nest." This is the "task" spoken of in the opening

paragraph of this chapter.

This task occupied us a whole month, and by the end of that period, so

accustomed had we become to having a definite piece of work before us,

that we began to consider what other great alteration we should

undertake. We were, however, of course not neglecting the details of

our colonial establishment. There were all the animals to be attended

to; the goats and sheep had both presented us with additions to our

flock, and these frisky youngsters had to be seen after; to prevent

them straying to any great distance--for we had no wish to lose them--

we tied round their necks little bells, which we had found on board

the wreck, and which would assist us to track them. Juno, too, had a

fine litter of puppies, but, in spite of the entreaties of the

children, I could not consent to keep more than two, and the rest

disappeared in that mysterious way in which puppies and kittens are

wont to leave the earth. To console the mother, as he said, but also,

I suspect, to save himself considerable trouble, Jack placed his

little jackal beside the remaining puppies, and, to his joy, found it

readily adopted. The other pets were also flourishing, and were being

usefully trained. The buffalo, after giving us much trouble, had now

become perfectly domesticated, and was a very useful beast of burden,

besides being a capital steed for the boys. They guided him by a bar

thrust through the hole in his nose, which was now perfectly healed,

and this served the purpose just as a bit in the mouth of a horse. I

began his education by securing round him a broad girth of buffalo

hide and fastening to it various articles, to accustom him to carrying

a burden. By degrees he permitted this to be done without making the

slightest resistance, and soon carried the paniers, before borne by

the ass, readily and willingly.

I then made Master Knips sit upon his back and hold the reins I had

prepared for him, that the animal might become accustomed to the

feeling of a rider, and finally allowed Fritz himself to mount. The

education of the eagle was not neglected. Fritz every day shot small

birds for his food, and these he placed, sometimes between the wide-

spreading horns of the buffalo or goat, and sometimes upon the back of

the great bustard, that he might become accustomed to pounce upon

living prey. These lessons had their due effect, and the bird, having

been taught to obey the voice and whistle of his master, was soon

allowed to bring down small birds upon the wing, when he stooped and

struck his quarry in most sportsmanlike manner. We kept him well away

from the poultry yard, lest his natural instincts should show

themselves and he should put an untimely end to some of our feathered

pets.

Neither was Master Knips allowed to remain idle, for Ernest, now that

he was in his possession, wished to train him to be of some use. With

Jack's help he made a little basket of rushes, which he so arranged

with straps that it might be easily fitted onto the monkey's back.

Thus equipped, he was taught to mount cocoanut palms and other lofty

trees, and to bring down their fruit in the hamper.

Jack was not so successful in his educational attempts. Fangs, as he

had christened his jackal, used his fangs, indeed, but only on his own

account; nothing could persuade him that the animals he caught were

not at once to be devoured, consequently poor Jack was never able to

save from his jaws anything but the tattered skin of his prey. Not

disheartened, however, he determined that Fangs could be trained, and

that he would train him.

These, and such like employments, afforded us the rest and recreation

we required.

I then turned shoemaker, for I had promised myself a pair of

waterproof boots, and now determined to make them.

Taking a pair of socks, I filled them with sand and then coated them

over with a thin layer of clay to form a convenient mold; this was

soon hardened in the sun, and was ready for use. Layer after layer of

caoutchouc I brushed over it, allowing each layer to dry before the

next was put on, until at length I considered that the shoes were of

sufficient thickness. I dried them, broke out the clay, secured with

nails a strip of buffalo hide to the soles, brushed that over with

caoutchouc, and I had a pair of comfortable, durable, respectable-

looking water-proof boots.

I was delighted; orders poured in from all sides, and soon every one

in the family was likewise provided for.

One objection to Falconhurst was the absence of any spring close by,

so that the boys were obliged to bring water daily from the stream;

and this involving no little trouble, it was proposed that we should

carry the water by pipes from the stream to our present residence. A

dam had to be thrown across the river some way up stream, that the

water might be raised to a sufficient height to run to Falconhurst.

From the reservoir thus made we led the water down by pipes into the

turtle's shell, which we placed near our dwelling, and from which the

superfluous water flowed off through the hole made in it by Fritz's

harpoon. This was an immense convenience, and we formally inaugurated

the trough by washing therein a whole sack of potatoes. Thus day after

day brought its own work, and day after day saw that work completed.

We had no time to be idle, or to lament our separation from our

fellow-creatures.

One morning, as we were completing our spiral staircase, and giving it

such finish as we were capable of, we were suddenly alarmed by hearing

a most terrific noise, the roaring or bellowing of a wild beast; so

strange a sound was it, that I could not imagine by what animal it was

uttered.

Jack thought it perhaps a lion, Fritz hazarded a gorilla, while Ernest

gave it as his opinion, and I thought it possible that he was right,

that it was a hyena.

"Whatever it is," said I, "we must prepare to receive it; up with you

all to the nest while I secure the door."

Then arming the dogs with their collars, I sent them out to protect

the animals below, closed the door, and joined my family. Every gun

was loaded, every eye was upon the watch. The sound drew nearer, and

then all was still; nothing was to be seen. I determined to descend

and reconnoiter, and Fritz and I carefully crept down; with our guns

at full cock we glided among the trees; noiselessly and quickly we

pushed on further and further; suddenly, close by, we heard the

terrific sound again. Fritz raised his gun, but almost as quickly

dropped it, and burst into a hearty fit of laughter. There was no

mistaking those dulcet tones--he-haw, he-haw, he-haw--resounded

through the forest, and our ass, braying his approach right merrily,

appeared in sight. To our surprise, however, our friend was not alone;

behind him trotted another animal, an ass no doubt, but slim and

graceful as a horse. We watched their movements anxiously.

"Fritz," I whispered, "that is an onager.[Footnote: An onager is a

wild ass] Creep back to Falconhurst and bring me a piece of cord--

quietly now!"

[Illustration: CATCHING THE WILD ASS]

While he was gone, I cut a bamboo and split it halfway down to form a

pair of pincers, which I knew would be of use to me should I get near

the animal. Fritz soon returned with the cord, and I was glad to

observe also brought some oats and salt. We made one end of the cord

fast to a tree, and at the other end made a running noose. Silently we

watched the animals as they approached, quietly browsing; Fritz then

arose, holding in one hand the noose and in the other some oats and

salt. The ass, seeing his favorite food thus held out, advanced to

take it; Fritz allowed him to do so, and he was soon munching

contentedly. The stranger, on seeing Fritz, started back; but finding

her companion show no signs of alarm, was reassured, and soon

approached sniffing, and was about to take some of the tempting food.

In a moment the noose left Fritz's adroit hand and fell round her

neck; with a single bound she sprang backward the full length of the

cord, the noose drew tight, and she fell to the earth half strangled.

I at once ran up, loosened the rope, and replaced it by a halter; and

placing the pincers upon her nose, secured her by two cords fastened

between two trees, and left her to recover herself.

Every one hastened up to examine the beautiful animal as she rose from

the ground and cast fiery glances around. She lashed out with her

heels on every side; and, giving vent to angry snorts, struggled

violently to get free. All her endeavors were vain; the cords were

stout, and after a while she quieted down and stood exhausted and

quivering. I then approached; she suffered me to lead her to the roots

of our tree, which for the present formed our stables, and there I

tied her up close to the donkey, who was likewise prevented from

playing truant.

Next morning I found the onager after her night's rest as wild as

ever, and as I looked at the handsome creature I almost despaired of

ever taming her proud spirit. Every expedient was tried, and at

length, when the animal was subdued by hunger, I thought I might

venture to mount her; and having given her the strongest curb and

shackled her feet I attempted to do so. She was as unruly as ever, and

as a last expedient I resolved to adopt a plan which, though cruel,

was, I knew, attended with wonderful success among the American

Indians, by whom it is practiced. Watching a favorable opportunity, I

sprang upon the onager's back, and seizing her long ear in my teeth,

in spite of her kicking and plunging, bit it through. The result was

marvelous; the animal ceased plunging, and, quivering violently, stood

stock-still. From that moment we were her masters; the children

mounted her one after the other, and she carried them obediently and

quietly. Proud, indeed, did I feel as I watched this animal, which

naturalists and travelers have declared to be beyond the power of man

to tame, guided hither and thither by my youngest son.

Additions to our poultry yard reminded me of the necessity of

providing some substantial shelter for our animals before the rainy

season came on; three broods of chickens had been successfully

hatched, and the little creatures, forty in all, were my wife's pride

and delight. We began by making a roof over the vaulted roots of our

tree, forming the framework of bamboo canes, which we laid close

together and bound tightly down; others we fixed below as supports.

The interstices were filled up with clay and moss; and coating the

whole over with a mixture of tar and limewater, we obtained a firm

balcony, and a capital roof impervious to the severest fall of rain. I

ran a light rail round the balcony to give it a more ornamental

appearance, and below divided the building into several compartments.

Stables, poultry yard, hay and provision lofts, dairy, kitchen,

larder, and dining-hall were united under one roof.

Our winter quarters were now completed, and we had but to store them

with food. Day after day we worked, bringing in provisions of every

description.

As we were one evening returning from gathering potatoes, it struck me

that we should take in a store of acorns; and sending the two younger

boys home with their mother and the cart, I took a large canvas bag,

and with Fritz and Ernest, the former mounted on his onager, and the

latter carrying his little favorite, Knips, made a detour toward the

Acorn Wood.

We reached the spot, tied Lightfoot to a neighboring tree, and began

rapidly to fill the sack. As we were thus engaged, Knips sprang

suddenly into a bush close by, from which, a moment afterward, issued

such strange cries that Ernest followed to see what could be the

matter.

"Come!" he shouted; "come and help me! I've got a couple of birds and

their eggs. Quick! Ruffed grouse!"

We hurried to the spot. There was Ernest with a fluttering, screaming

bird in either hand; while with his foot he was endeavoring to prevent

his greedy little monkey from seizing the eggs. We quickly tied the

legs of the birds, and removing the eggs from the nest, placed them in

Ernest's hat; while he gathered some of the long, broad grass, with

which the nest was woven, and which grew luxuriantly around, for Franz

to play at sword-drill with. We then loaded the onager with the

acorns, and moved homeward. The eggs I covered carefully with dry

moss, that they might be kept warm, and as soon as possible I handed

them over to my wife, who managed the mother so cleverly that she

induced her to return to the eggs, and in a few days, to our great

delight, we had fifteen beautiful little chicks.

Franz was greatly pleased with the "swords" his brother brought him;

but having no small companion on whom to exercise his valor, he amused

himself for a short time in hewing down imaginary foes, and then cut

the reeds in slips, and plaited them to form a whip for Lightfoot. The

leaves seemed so pliable and strong that I examined them to see to

what further use they might be put. Their tissue was composed of long

silky fibers. A sudden thought struck me--this must be New Zealand

flax. [Footnote: New Zealand flax is not real flax: it is a plant of

the lily family, the fiber of whose leaves is used for making ropes,

mats and coarse cloth.] I could not rest till I had announced this

invaluable discovery to my wife. She was no less delighted than I was.

"Bring me the leaves!" she exclaimed. "Oh, what a delightful

discovery! No one shall now be clothed in rags; just make me a

spindle, and you shall soon have shirts and stockings and trousers,

all good homespun! Quick, Fritz, and bring your mother more leaves!"

We could not help smiling at her eager zeal; but Fritz and Ernest

sprang on their steeds, and soon the onager and the buffalo were

galloping home again, each laden with a great bundle of flax. The boys

dismounted and deposited their offering at their mother's feet.

"Capital!" she exclaimed. "I shall now show you that I am not at all

behindhand in ingenuity. This must be retted, carded, spun, and woven,

and then with scissors, needle, and thread I will make you any article

of clothing you choose."

We decided that Flamingo Marsh would be the best spot for the

operation of steeping or "retting" the flax, and next morning we set

out thither with the cart drawn by the ass, and laden with the

bundles, between which sat Franz and Knips, while the rest of us

followed with spades and hatchets. I described to my boys as we went

along the process of retting, and explained to them how steeping the

flax leaves destroys the useless membrane, while the strong fibers

remain.

[Illustration: FLAMINGOS]

As we were employed in making beds for the flax and placing it in

them, we observed several nests of the flamingo. These are most

curiously and skilfully made of glutinous clay, so strong that they

can neither be overturned nor washed away. They are formed in the

shape of blunted cones, and placed point downward; at the upper and

broader end is built a little platform to contain the eggs, on which

the female bird sits, with her long legs in the water on either side,

until the little birds are hatched and can take to the water. For a

fortnight we left the flax to steep, and then taking it out and drying

it thoroughly in the sun, stored it for future use at Falconhurst.

Daily did we load our cart with provisions to be brought to our winter

quarters: manioc, potatoes, cocoanuts, sweet acorns, sugar canes, were

all collected and stored in abundance--for grumbling thunder, lowering

skies, and sharp showers warned us that we had no time to lose. Our

corn was sowed, our animals housed, our provisions stored, when down

came the rain.

To continue in our nest we found impossible, and we were obliged to

retreat to the trunk, where we carried such of our domestic furniture

as might have been injured by the damp. Our dwelling was indeed

crowded; the animals and provisions below, and our beds and household

goods around us, hemmed us in on every side; by dint of patience and

better packing, we obtained sufficient room to work and lie down in;

by degrees, too, we became accustomed to the continual noise of the

animals and the smell of the stables. The smoke from the fire, which

we were occasionally obliged to light, was not agreeable; but in time

even that seemed to become more bearable.

To make more space, we turned such animals as we had captured, and who

therefore might be imagined to know how to shift for themselves,

outside during the daytime, bringing them under the arched roots only

at night. To perform this duty Fritz and I used to sally forth every

evening, and as regularly every evening did we return soaked to the

skin. To obviate this, the mother, who feared these continual wettings

might injure our health, contrived waterproofs; she brushed on several

layers of caoutchouc over stout shirts, to which she attached hoods;

she then fixed to these duck trousers, and thus prepared for each of

us a complete water-proof suit, clad in which we might brave the

severest rain.

In spite of our endeavors to keep ourselves busy, the time dragged

heavily. Our mornings were occupied in tending the animals; the boys

amused themselves with their pets, and assisted me in the manufacture

of carding-combs and a spindle for the mother. The combs I made with

nails, which I placed head downward on a sheet of tin about an inch

wide; holding the nails in their proper positions I poured solder

round their heads to fix them to the tin, which I then folded down on

either side of them to keep them perfectly firm. In the evening, when

our room was illuminated with wax candles, I wrote a journal of all

the events which had occurred since our arrival in this foreign land;

and, while the mother was busy with her needle and Ernest making

sketches of birds, beasts and flowers with which he had met during the

past months, Fritz and Jack taught little Franz to read.

Week after week rolled by. Week after week saw us still close

prisoners. Incessant rain battered down above us; constant gloom hung

over the desolate scene.

VI

ROCK HOUSE

The winds at length were lulled, the sun shot his brilliant rays

through the riven clouds, the rain ceased to fall--spring had come. No

prisoners set at liberty could have felt more joy than we did as we

stepped forth from our winter abode, refreshed our eyes with the

pleasant verdure around us, and our ears with the merry songs of a

thousand happy birds, and drank in the pure, balmy air of spring.

Our plantations were thriving vigorously. The seed we had sown was

shooting through the moist earth. All nature was refreshed.

Our nest was our first care; filled with leaves and broken and torn by

the wind, it looked dilapidated. We worked hard, and in a few days it

was again habitable. My wife now begged that I would start her with

the flax, and as early as possible I built a drying-oven, and then

prepared the flax for her use; I also, after some trouble,

manufactured a beetle-reel and spinning wheel, and she and Franz were

soon hard at work, the little boy reeling off the thread his mother

spun.

I was anxious to visit Tentholm, for I feared that much of our

precious stores might have suffered, and Fritz and I made an early

excursion thither. The damage done to Falconhurst was as nothing

compared to the scene that awaited us. The tent was blown to the

ground, the canvas torn to rags, the provisions were soaked, and two

casks of powder utterly destroyed. We immediately spread such things

as we hoped yet to preserve in the sun to dry. The pinnace was safe,

hut our faithful tub-boat was dashed in pieces, and the irreparable

damage we had sustained made me resolve to contrive some safer and

more stable winter quarters before the arrival of the next rainy

season. Fritz proposed that we should hollow out a cave in the rock,

and though the difficulties seemed almost insurmountable, I yet

determined to make the attempt; we might not, I thought, hew out a

cavern of sufficient size to serve as a room, but we might at least

make a cellar for the more valuable and perishable of our stores.

Some days afterward we left Falconhurst with the cart laden with a

cargo of spades, hammers, chisels, pickaxes, and crowbars, and began

our undertaking. On the smooth face of the perpendicular rock I drew

out in chalk the size of the proposed entrance, and then, with minds

bent on success, we battered away. Six days of hard and incessant toil

made but little impression; I do not think that the hole would have

been a satisfactory shelter for even Master Knips; but we still did

not despair, and were presently rewarded by coming to softer and more

yielding substance; our work progressed, and our minds were relieved.

On the tenth day, as our persevering blows were falling heavily, Jack,

who was working diligently with a hammer and crowbar, shouted:

"Gone, father! Fritz, my bar has gone through the mountain!"

"Run round and get it," laughed Fritz; "perhaps it has dropped into

Europe--you must not lose a good crowbar."

"But, really, it is through; it went right through the rock; I heard

it crash down inside. Oh, do come and see!" he shouted, excitedly.

We sprang to his side, and I thrust the handle of my hammer into the

hole he spoke of; it met with no opposition; I could turn it in any

direction I chose. Fritz handed me a long pole; I tried the depth with

that. Nothing could I feel. A thin wall, then, was all that intervened

between us and a great cavern.

With a shout of joy, the boys battered vigorously at the rock; piece

by piece fell, and soon the hole was large enough for us to enter. I

stepped near the aperture, and was about to make a further

examination, when a sudden rush of poisonous air turned me giddy, and

shouting to my sons to stand off, I leaned against the rock.

When I came to myself I explained to them the danger of approaching

any cavern or other place where the air has for a long time been

stagnant. "Unless air is incessantly renewed it becomes vitiated," I

said, "and fatal to those who breathe it. The safest way of restoring

it to its original state is to subject it to the action of fire; a few

handfuls of blazing hay thrown into this hole may, if the place be

small, sufficiently purify the air within to allow us to enter without

danger." We tried the experiment. The flame was extinguished the

instant it entered. Though bundles of blazing grass were thrown in, no

difference was made.

I saw that we must apply some more efficacious remedy, and sent the

boys for a chest of signal rockets we had brought from the wreck. We

let fly some dozens of these fiery serpents, which went whizzing in,

and disappeared at apparently a vast distance from us. Some flew like

radiant meteors round, lighted up the mighty circumference and

displayed, as by a magician's wand, a sparkling, glittering roof. They

looked like avenging dragons driving a foul, malignant fiend out of a

beauteous palace.

We waited for a little while after these experiments, and I then again

threw in lighted hay. It burned clearly; the air was purified.

Fritz and I enlarged the opening, while Jack, springing on his

buffalo, thundered away to Falconhurst to bear the great and

astonishing news to his mother.

Great must have been the effect of Jack's eloquence on those at home,

for the timbers of the bridge were soon again resounding under the

swift but heavy tramp of his steed; and he was quickly followed by the

rest of our party in the cart.

All were in the highest state of excitement. Jack had stowed in the

cart all the candles he could find, and we now, lighting these,

shouldered our arms and entered.

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