CHAPTER XXXIII.

I left the reader at the moment in which I had placed the first part of

my journal in the hands of Lieutenant Bell, to deliver to Captain

Johnson, of the English vessel the _Adventurer_, expecting him to return

the next day with Lieutenant Bell. We separated in this hope, and I

thought it necessary to inform my family of this expected visit, which

might decide their future lot. My wife and elder sons might wish to

seize this only occasion that might occur to revisit their native

country—to quit their beloved island, which would doubtless cost them

much sorrow at the last moment, but was necessary to their future

comfort. I could not help feeling distressed at the prospect of my dear

children’s solitary old age, and I determined, if they did not wish to

return with Captain Johnson, to request him to send some colonists out

to people our island.

It will be remembered that I had left home alone, and at an early hour,

having perceived a vessel from the top of our tree with my telescope. I

had set out without breakfast, without giving my sons their tasks, or

making any arrangements for the labours of the day. My conference with

Lieutenant Bell had been long; it was now past noon, and knowing how

prompt my wife was to alarm herself, I was surprised that I did not

meet her, nor any of my sons. I began to be uneasy, and on my arrival I

hastily mounted the tree, and found my faithful partner extended on her

bed, surrounded by her four sons, and apparently in great pain. I

demanded, with a cry of grief, what had happened; all wished to speak at

once, and it was with some difficulty I learned, that my dear wife, in

descending the staircase, had been seized with a giddiness in her head,

and had fallen down and injured herself so much, that she was unable to

rise without assistance; she was now enduring great pain in her right

leg and in her left foot. “Ernest and I,” added Fritz, “carried her

without delay to her bed, though not without difficulty, for the

staircase is so narrow; but she continued to get worse, and we did not

know what to do.”

_Jack_. I have rubbed her foot continually, but it swells more and more,

as well as her leg, which I dare not touch, it hurts her so much.

_Ernest_. I remember, father, that of the chests that we brought from

the ship there is one unopened, which is marked “_medicines_,”—may it

not contain something that will relieve mamma?

_Father_. Perhaps it may, my son. You did well to remember it; we will

go to Tent House for it. Fritz, you shall accompany me to assist in

bringing it.

I wished to be alone with Fritz, to consult him about the English

vessel, and was glad of this opportunity. Before I left my wife, I

intended to examine her leg and foot, which were exceedingly painful.

When I was preparing to enter the Church, I had studied medicine and

practical surgery, in order to be able to administer to the bodily

afflictions of my poor parishioners, as well as to their spiritual

sorrows. I knew how to bleed, and could replace a dislocated limb. I had

often made cures; but since my arrival at the island I had neglected my

medical studies, which happily had not been needed. I hoped now,

however, to recall as much of my knowledge as would be sufficient to

cure my poor wife. I examined her foot first, which I found to be

violently sprained. She begged me then to look at her leg, and what was

my distress when I saw it was fractured above the ankle; however, the

fracture appeared simple, without splinters, and easy to cure. I sent

Fritz without delay to procure me two pieces of the bark of a tree,

between which I placed the leg, after having, with the assistance of my

son, stretched it till the two pieces of broken bone united; I then

bound it with bandages of linen, and tied the pieces of bark round the

leg, so that it might not be moved. I bound the sprained foot very

tightly, till I could procure the balsam which I expected to find in the

chest. I felt assured, that the giddiness of the head, which had caused

her fall, proceeded from some existing cause, which I suspected, from

the pulse and the complexion, must be a fulness of blood; and it

appeared to be necessary to take away some ounces, which I persuaded her

to allow me to do, when I should have brought my medicine-chest and

instruments from Tent House. I left her, with many charges, to the care

of my three younger sons, and proceeded to Tent House with Fritz, to

whom I now related my morning adventure, and consulted him how we should

mention it to his mother. Fritz was astonished. I saw how his mind was

employed; he looked round on our fields and plantations, increasing and

prospering.

“We must not tell her, father,” said he. “I will be at Tent House early

in the morning; you must give me some commission to execute; I will

await the arrival of the Captain, and tell him that my dear mother is

ill,—and that he may return as he came.”

“You speak rashly, Fritz,” answered I. “I have told you that this ship

has suffered much from the storm, and needs repairs. Have you not often

read the golden rule of our divine Master, _Do unto others as you would

have others do unto you?_ Our duty is to receive the Captain into our

island, and to assist him in repairing and refitting his vessel.”

“And he will find,” said he, “we know something of that kind of work.

Did you show him our beautiful pinnace and canoe? But can such a large

vessel enter our Bay of Safety?”

“No,” replied I; “I fear there will not be sufficient water; but we will

show the captain the large bay at the other end of the island, formed by

Cape Disappointment; he will find there a beautiful harbour.”

“And he and his officers may live at the farm, and we can go over every

day to assist in repairing their vessel,” continued Fritz.

“Very well,” said I; “and when it is finished, he will, in return, give

us a place in it to return to Europe.”

“To return to Europe, father!” cried he; “to leave our beautiful winter

dwelling, Tent House, and our charming summer residence, Falcon’s Nest;

our dear, good animals; our crystals of salt; our farms; so much that is

our own, and which nobody covets, to return into Europe to poverty, to

war, to those wicked soldiers who have banished us! We want nothing.

Dear father, can you consent to leave our beloved island?”

“You are right, my dear son,” said I. “Would to God we might always

remain here happily together; but we are of different ages, and by the

law of nature we must one day be separated. Consider, my dear son, if

you should survive your brothers, how cheerless it would be to live

quite alone on this desert island, without any one to close your eyes.

But let us look at these trees; I see they are tamarind-trees; their

fruit contains a pulp which is very useful in medicine, and which will

suit your mother, I think, as well as the juice of the orange or lemon.

We shall find some of the latter at our plantation near Tent House; but,

in the mean time, do you climb the tamarind-tree, and gather some of

those pods which resemble those of beans, fill one side of the bag with

them, the other we will reserve for the oranges and lemons. Not to lose

any time, I will go on to Tent House to seek for the two chests, and you

can follow me.”

Fritz was up the tamarind-tree in a moment. I crossed Family Bridge, and

soon reached the grotto. I lighted a candle, which I always kept ready,

entered the magazine, and found the two chests, labelled.

They were neither large nor heavy, and, having tied cords round them for

the convenience of carrying them, I proceeded to visit the orange and

lemon trees, where I found the fruit sufficiently ripe for lemonade.

Fritz came to meet me, with a good supply of tamarinds. We filled the

other end of his sack with oranges and lemons. He threw it over his

shoulder, and, neither of us being overloaded, we pursued our way

homewards very quickly, notwithstanding the heat, which was excessively

oppressive, though the sun was hidden under the thick clouds, which

entirely concealed the sea from us. Nothing was to be seen but the waves

breaking against the rocks. Fritz expressed his fears that a storm was

coming on, which might prove fatal to the vessel, and wished to take out

the pinnace and endeavour to assist Captain Johnson. Delighted as I felt

with his fearless humanity, I could not consent; I reminded him of the

situation of his mother. “Forgive me, dear father,” said he; “I had

forgotten everything but the poor vessel. But the captain may do as we

did, leave his ship between the rocks, and come, with all in the vessel,

to establish themselves here. We will give them up a corner of our

islands; and if there should be any ladies amongst them, how pleasant it

would be for mamma to have a friend!”

The rain now fell in torrents, and we proceeded with great difficulty.

After crossing the bridge, we saw at a distance a very extraordinary

figure approaching us; we could not ascertain what species of animal it

was. It appeared taller than any of the monkeys we had seen, and much

larger, of a black or brown colour. We could not distinguish the head,

but it seemed to have two thick and moveable horns before it. We had

fortunately taken no gun with us, or Fritz would certainly have fired

at this singular animal. But as it rapidly approached us, we soon

recognized the step, and the cry of pleasure which hailed us. “It is

Jack,” we exclaimed; and in fact it was he, who was hurrying to meet us

with my large cloak and waterproof caoutchouc boots. I had neglected to

take them, and my dear little fellow had volunteered to bring them to

Tent House. To protect himself on the way, he had put the cloak on,

covering his head with the hood, and my boots being too large for him,

he had put one on each arm, which he held up to secure the hood.

Conceive what a singular figure he made. Notwithstanding our uneasiness,

and our wretched condition, for we were wet to the skin, we could not

but laugh heartily at him. I would not consent to use the coverings he

had brought; neither Fritz nor I could be worse for the distance we had

to go, and Jack was younger and more delicate; I obliged him therefore

to retain his curious protection; and asked how he had left his mother.

“Very uneasy,” said he, “about you; else I think she must be much

better, for her cheeks are very red, and her eyes very bright, and she

talks incessantly. She would have come herself to seek you, but could

not rise; and when I told her I would come, she bid me be very quick;

but when I was coming down stairs, I heard her call me back for fear of

the rain and the thunder; I would not hear her, but ran as fast as I

could, hoping to reach Tent House. Why did you come back so soon?”

“To spare you half your journey, my brave little man,” said I, hastening

on; for Jack’s account of his mother made me uneasy. I perceived she

must be labouring under fever, and the blood ascending to her head. My

children followed me, and we soon reached the foot of our castle in

the air.

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