After days of being tossed and battered by a raging storm, the ship on which the narrator, his wife, and their four sons are passengers smashes against a reef — and the last lifeboat pulls away without them. Next morning, the intrepid, loving little family finds itself cast away on an uninhabited island. Never losing hope, they retrieve what they can from the ship and construct a life for themselves through their own resourcefulness — building a tree house, finding such foods as coconuts, sugarcane, honey, and potatoes, and securing themselves against danger. Adventure follows adventure as they explore the island, encounter wild birds and terrifying animals, plant crops, build sturdier shelters, and settle in for a long stay. Although there are many hardships, the family lives in peace and harmony, and even rescues a girl who was stranded on a nearby island.
Johann David Wyss (1743-1818), a pastor in Bern Switzerland, after observing how enthralled his four sons were by the story of Robinson Crusoe, decided to create his own Robinson — a Swiss one, with a family just like his own — in order to entertain and instruct the boys. Many years later, his son Johann Rudolf Wyss, who had become a librarian and a professor of philosophy, convinced his father to allow him to complete and edit the charming story, which was published for the first time in 1813.
Long a favorite of children and young adults, this thrilling account of a family’s struggle against overwhelming odds retains a lasting appeal for readers who admire the family’s loving spirit and the enterprising manner in which they prevail. Featuring the best English-language adaptation — done by William H. G. Kingston in 1889 — this unabridged edition of the immensely popular tale is sure to enthrall a new generation of readers.
About the Author
Johann David Wyss (1743-1818) was a clergyman in Berne, Switzerland. A former military chaplain, Wyss spoke four languages, loved nature, and was deeply involved in the raising of his four boys, reading to them and taking them on hikes and hunting trips. To teach them moral lessons and entertain them, he read them a story he had written about a family just like theirs (each boy in the story is based on one of Wyss’s four sons), who had been shipwrecked on a tropical island. This handwritten manuscript was more than eight hundred pages long and one of his sons, Johann Emmanuel, helped him illustrate it. Years later another son, Johann Rudolf, by then a professor at the Berne Academy, found his fathers manuscript, edited it, and published it in 1812-1813 as The Swiss Family Robinson. The first English translation appeared in 1814, and there have since been nearly two hundred versions of this novel, as well as two films and a television movie.
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Shipwrecked and Alone
FOR MANY days we had been tempest-tossed. Six times had the darkness closed over a wild and terrific scene, and returning light as often brought but renewed distress, for the raging storm increased in fury until on the seventh day all hope was lost.
We were driven completely out of our course; no conjecture could be formed as to our whereabouts. The crew had lost heart and were utterly exhausted by incessant labor.
The riven masts had gone by the board, leaks had been sprung in every direction, and the water, which rushed in, gained upon us rapidly.
Instead of reckless oaths, the seamen now uttered frantic cries to God for mercy, mingled with strange and often ludicrous vows, to be performed should deliverance be granted.
Every man on board alternately commended his soul to his Creator, and strove to bethink himself of some means of saving his life.
My heart sank as I looked round upon my family in the midst of these horrors. Our four young sons were overpowered by terror. "Dear children," said I, "if the Lord will, He can save us even from this fearful peril; if not, let us calmly yield our lives into His hand, and think of the joy and blessedness of finding ourselves forever and ever united in that happy home above."
At these words my weeping wife looked bravely up, and, as the boys clustered round her, she began to cheer and encourage them with calm and loving words. I rejoiced to see her fortitude, though my heart was ready to break as I gazed on my dear ones.
We knelt down together, one after another praying with deep earnestness and emotion. Fritz, inparticular, besought help and deliverance for his dear parents and brothers, as though quite forgetting himself.
Our hearts were soothed by the never-failing comfort of childlike, confiding prayer, and the horror of our situation seemed less overwhelming. "Ah," thought I, "the Lord will hear our prayer! He will help us."
Amid the roar of the thundering waves I suddenly heard the cry of "Land, land!" while at the same instant the ship struck with a frightful shock, which threw everyone to the deck and seemed to threaten her immediate destruction.
Dreadful sounds betokened the breaking up of the ship, and the roaring waters poured in on all sides:
Then the voice of the captain was heard above the tumult shouting, "Lower away the boats! We are lost!"
"Lost!" I exclaimed, and the word went like a dagger to my heart; but seeing my children's terror renewed, I composed myself, calling out cheerfully, "Take courage, my boys! We are all above water yet. There is the land not far off; let us do our best to reach it. You know God helps those that help themselves!" With that, I left them and went on deck. What was my horror when through the foam and spray I beheld the only remaining boat leave the ship, the last of the seamen spring into her and push off, regardless of my cries and entreaties that we might be allowed to share their slender chance of preserving their lives. My voice was drowned in the howling of the blast; and even had the crew wished it, the return of the boat was impossible.
Casting my eyes despairingly around, I became gradually aware that our position was by no means hopeless, inasmuch as the stern of the ship containing our cabin was jammed between two high rocks, and was partly raised from among the breakers which dashed the fore part to pieces. As the clouds of mist and rain drove past, I could make out, through rents in the vaporous curtain, a line of rocky coast, and rugged as it was, my heart bounded toward it as a sign of help in the hour of need. Yet the sense of our lonely and forsaken condition weighed heavily upon me as I returned to my family, constraining myself to say with a smile, "Courage, dear ones! Although our good ship will never sail more, she is so placed that our cabin will remain above water, and tomorrow, if the wind and waves abate, I see no reason why we should not be able to get ashore."
These few words had an immediate effect on the spirits of my children, who at once regarded our problematical chance of escaping as a happy certainty, and began to enjoy the relief from the violent pitching and rolling of the vessel.
My wife, however, perceived my distress and anxiety, in spite of my forced composure, and I made her comprehend our real situation, greatly fearing the effect of the intelligence on her nerves. Not for a moment did her courage and trust in Providence forsake her, and on seeing this my fortitude revived.
"We must find some food, and take a good supper," said she, "it will never do to grow faint by fasting too long. We shall require our utmost strength tomorrow."
Night drew on apace, the storm was as fierce as ever, and at intervals we were startled by crashes announcing further damage to our unfortunate ship.
"God will help us soon now, won't He, father?" said my youngest child.
"You silly little thing," said Fritz, my eldest son, sharply, "don't you know that we must not settle what God is to do for us? We must have patience and wait His time."
"Very well said, had it been said kindly, Fritz, my boy. You too often speak harshly to your brothers, although you may not mean to do so."
A good meal being now ready, my youngsters ate heartily, and retiring to rest were speedily fast asleep. Fritz, who was of an age to be aware of the real danger we were in, kept watch with us. After a long silence, "Father," said he, "don't you think we might contrive swimming belts for mother and the boys? With those we might all escape to land, for you and I can swim."
"Your idea is so good," answered I, "that I shall arrange something at once, in case of an accident during the night."
We immediately searched about for what would answer the purpose, and fortunately got hold of a number of empty flasks and tin canisters, which we connected two and two together so as to form floats sufficiently buoyant to support a person in the water, and my wife and young sons each willingly put one on. I then provided myself with matches, knives, cord, and other portable articles, trusting that, should the vessel go to pieces before daylight, we might gain the shore not wholly destitute.
Fritz, as well as his brothers, now slept soundly. Throughout the night my wife and I maintained our prayerful watch, dreading at every fresh sound some fatal change in the position of the wreck.
At length the faint dawn of day appeared, the long, weary night was over, and with thankful hearts we perceived that the gale had begun to moderate; blue sky was seen above us, and the lovely hues of sunrise adorned the eastern horizon.
I aroused the boys, and we assembled on the remaining portion of the deck, when they, to their surprise, discovered that no one else was on board.
"Hullo, papa! What has become of everybody? Are the sailors gone? Have they taken away the boats? Oh, papa! Why did they leave us behind? What can we do by ourselves?"
"My good children," I replied, "we must not despair, although we seem deserted. See how those on whose skill and good faith we depended have left us cruelly to our fate in the hour of danger. God will never do so. He has not forsaken us, and we will trust Him still. Only let us bestir ourselves, and each cheerily do his best. Who has anything to propose?"
"The sea will soon be calm enough for swimming," said Fritz.
"And that would be all very fine for you," exclaimed Ernest, "but think of mother and the rest of us! Why not build a raft and all get on shore together?"
"We should find it difficult, I think, to make a raft that would carry us safe to shore. However, we must contrive something, and first let each try to procure what will be of most use to us."
Away we all went to see what was to be found, I myself proceeding to examine, as of great consequence, the supplies of provisions and fresh water within our reach.
My wife took her youngest son, Franz, to help her to feed the unfortunate animals on board, who were in a pitiful plight, having been neglected for several days.
Fritz hastened to the arms chest, Ernest to look for tools: and Jack went toward the captain's cabin, the door of which he no sooner opened than out sprang two splendid large dogs, who testified their extreme delight and gratitude by such tremendous bounds that they knocked their little deliverer completely head over heels, frightening him nearly out of his wits. Jack did not long yield to either fear or anger; he presently recovered himself. The dogs seemed to ask pardon by vehemently licking his face and hands, and so, seizing the larger by the ears, he jumped on his back, and, to my great amusement, coolly rode to meet me as I came up the hatchway. When we reassembled in the cabin we all displayed our treasures.
Fritz brought a couple of guns, shot belt, powder flasks, and plenty of bullets.
Ernest produced a cap full of nails, an ax, and a hammer, while pincers, chisels, and augers stuck out of all his pockets.
Little Franz carried a box, and eagerly began to show us the "nice sharp little hooks" it contained. "Well done, Franz!" cried I. "These fishhooks, which you, the youngest, have found, may contribute more than anything else on the ship to save our lives by procuring food for us. Fritz and Ernest, you have chosen well."
"Will you praise me too?" said my dear wife. "I have nothing to show, but I can give you good news. Some useful animals are still alive: a cow, a donkey, two goats, six sheep, a ram, and a fine sow. I was but just in time to save their lives by taking food to them."
"All these things are excellent indeed," said I, "but my friend Jack here has presented me with a couple of huge, hungry, useless dogs, who will eat more than any of us."
"Oh, papa, they will be of use! Why, they will help us to hunt when we get on shore!"
"No doubt they will, if ever we do get on shore, Jack; but I must say I don't know how it is to be done."
"Can't we each get into a big tub, and float there?" returned he. "I have often sailed splendidly like that, round the pond at home."
"My child, you have hit on a capital idea," cried I. "Now, Ernest, let me have your toolshammers, nails, saws, augers, and ax; and then make haste to collect any tubs you can find!"
We very soon found four large casks, made of sound wood and strongly bound with iron hoops; they were floating with many other things in the water in the hold, but we managed to fish them out and drag them to a suitable place for launching. They were exactly what I wanted, and I succeeded in sawing them across the middle. Hard work it was, and we were glad enough to stop and refresh ourselves with wine and biscuits.
My eight tubs now stood ranged in a row near the water's edge, and I looked at them with great satisfaction; to my surprise, my wife did not seem to share my pleasure!
"I shall never," said she, "muster courage to get into one of these!"
"Do not be too sure of that, dear wife; when you see my contrivance completed, you will perhaps prefer it to this immovable wreck."
I next procured a long, thin plank, on which my tubs could be fixed, and the two ends of this I bent upward so as to form a keel. Two other planks were nailed along the sides of the tubs; they also being flexible, were brought to a point at each end, and all firmly secured and nailed together. I felt satisfied that in smooth water this craft would be perfectly trustworthy. But when we thought all was ready for the launch we found, to our dismay, that the grand contrivance was so heavy and clumsy, that even our united efforts could not move it an inch.
"I must have a lever," cried I. "Run and fetch the capstan bar!"
Fritz quickly brought one, and, having formed rollers by cutting up a long spar, I raised the fore part of my boat with the bar, and my sons placed a roller under it.
"How is it, father," inquired Ernest, "that with that thing you alone can do more than all of us together?"
I explained, as well as I could in a hurry, the principle of the lever; and promised to have a long talk on the subject of mechanics, should we have a future opportunity.
I now made fast a long rope to the stern of our boat, attaching the other end to a beam; then placing a second and third roller under it, we once more began to push, this time with success, and soon our gallant craft was safely launched: so swiftly indeed did she glide into the water that, but for the rope, she would have passed beyond our reach. The boys wished to jump in directly; but, alas, she leaned so much on one side that they could not venture to do so.
Some heavy things being thrown in, however, the boat righted itself by degrees, and the boys were so delighted that they struggled with which should first leap in to have the fun of sitting down in the tubs. But it was plain to me at once that something more was required to make her perfectly safe, so I contrived outriggers to preserve the balance, by nailing long poles across at the stem and stern, and fixing at the end of each empty brandy casks.
Then the boat appearing steady, I got in; and turning it toward the most open side of the wreck, I cut and cleared away obstructions, so as to leave a free passage for our departure, and the boys brought oars to be ready for the voyage. This important undertaking we were forced to postpone until the next day, as it was by this time far too late to attempt it. It was not pleasant to have to spend another night in so precarious a situation; but yielding to necessity, we sat down to enjoy a comfortable supper, for during our exciting and incessant work all day we had taken nothing but an occasional biscuit and a little wine.
We prepared for rest in a much happier frame of mind than on the preceding day, but I did not forget the possibility of a renewed storm, and therefore made everyone put on the belts as before; then retiring to our berths, peaceful sleep prepared us all for the exertions of the coming day.
Table of Contents
|1.||Shipwrecked and Alone||1|
|2.||A Desolate Island||9|
|3.||We Explore Our Island||19|
|4.||The Homeward Journey||28|
|5.||We Revisit the Wreck||35|
|6.||Mother Makes a Suggestion||45|
|7.||We Build a Bridge||52|
|8.||The Journey to the Wonderful Trees||58|
|10.||A Visit to Tentholm||71|
|11.||The Strange Animal||78|
|12.||Towed by a Turtle||85|
|13.||An Important Experiment||92|
|14.||The Pinnace and the Petard||99|
|15.||The Calabash Wood||105|
|16.||Last Visit to the Wreck||115|
|17.||The Buffalo Hunt||122|
|18.||The Hollow Tree||131|
|19.||The Rainy Season||139|
|20.||The Salt Cavern||145|
|23.||The Island Sports Carnival||165|
|24.||A Midnight Raid||173|
|25.||The Stranded Whale||184|
|26.||Jack Discovers a Skeleton||193|
|27.||Death of a Monster||198|
|28.||An Inland Journey||208|
|30.||Ostriches and Bears||221|
|31.||The Captive Ostrich||230|
|33.||A Visit to Whale Island||244|
|34.||Our First Harvest||251|
|35.||The Trial of the "Sea Horse"||257|
|36.||News by Pigeon Post||263|
|37.||To the Rescue||268|
|38.||After Ten Years||274|
|39.||The Mysterious Message||281|
|40.||Fritz Says Good-bye||288|
|43.||The Mysterious Guns||311|
|44.||Three Cheers for New Switzerland!||320|
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
I won't spend much time reviewing the story itself. Just about everyone knows that it's a charming but farfetched story, which is strongly inspired by Robinson Crusoe. I do want to point out, that despite being in the Stirling Unabridged Series, it is most definitely abridged. There are several examples - the story of the roast maggots from the sago palm is missing. They eat potatoes but forget to harvest them. They melt berries to make candles but never collect them. In the fishing sequence toward the middle of the book, Jack makes a remark about his father's small fry, comparing the large fish he is catching to the herring his father caught earlier, but the episode in which his father catches the "small fry" is omitted. I recommend that one purchase not this edition, but one based on the 1877 translation by Kingston (the Puffin Classics unabridged edition is one such).
Fyi, this is one of the many shortened versions and of poor quality....of the storyline and conversion from printed edition.
Stranded on a deserted island, the Robinson family must survive with just their knowledge and endurance. The Robinson family became stranded on an island and had to survive with six family members-Franz, Jack, Ernest, Fritz, Mom, and Dad. They built a winter house, a summer house, and they had tons of animals! Although ten years on the island was difficult, they survived. This book was great. It was very exciting and kept me on the edge of my seat. I recommend it for anyone that likes castaway-type books. They were very smart and knew what almost everything in the wild was. They found an animal that looked like a wild boar, but it wasn¿t! They found a plant that was at first unfamiliar, then they realized what this exotic plant was. They knew how to build their houses and structures and how to keep animals, hunt, and take out the good meat! They even knew what was bad and/or poisonous to eat and touch. They were very good with animals. They caught many animals and tamed them to help them hunt, or to just be a pet. They caught and tamed a baby monkey, a baby jackal, an eagle, an onager, a baby buffalo, and even an ostrich! They took care of them and the animals soon learned what the family wanted them to do. They had a very interesting way of rehabilitating their animals they used smoke from a cigar and stupefied the animal. Then it¿s almost as though the animal started its life over. The Robinson family handled the wreck very well. If another family got stranded on that island, they might have freaked out. The Robinson family didn¿t, they built their house easily, hunted, and skinned animals without any difficulty. Some people might have been nervous to skin sharks or whales, but they didn¿t, they were excited to have whale skin and shark skin. This book was excellent. It was about a tenth grade reading level, but it was worth it. It kept me guessing what would happen next. It would seem obvious that something would happen next, and then something else would happen! I recommend it for anyone that loves the castaway type books. E. Gray
I had my fourth grade son read this and he found it engaging. He loved how resourceful the family was in their circumstance of being shipwrecked on an island. It is a challenging book for this age, but the subject matter kept him interested.
THIS BOOK IS AWSOME!
This is a great story book to read to children and have them use their imagination!
Pay for the fee based file, this one is full of errors. Specifically, this looks like a scanned work that some software tried to convert into text. The result is syntax errors all over the place. While I can correct it while reading to my kids because I've read this before, my kids don't have the skills nor the knowledge to read this file without being really confused by all the random symbols that show up.
An outstanding book! It is about a family who gets wrecked on a desert island. They have to survive using their wits and any natural resources. I might try reading Robinson Crusoe. Although the formatting is a bit weird, I would recommend it for anybody!
The kids love it. We read it on a long car trip. The vocab is great. The flora and fauna it described are awesome. Mostly I really the contrast with the values from a older time period. This is a great kids book.
Wow. This ebook is in terrible shape. Pay for the real copy.
Read this in Jr High, fell in love with it, If you love stories of survival, you will enjoy this book, have read both versions, bridged and unabridged, loved them both, some of the ways he describes in this book to prepare certain items I've used during my Military Career, a must read novel who wants to get away from your problems,
A great book...simply a classic. It teaches moral value and useful tips. It is a great survival book, which has a suprise every second. If you read this book, you will not be disappointed!
I really enjoyed this book as a fun tale of a Swiss family's surprisingly good fortune (unfortunately their luck is one-in-a-million and to good to be true) as they try to survive on a tropical island that is loaded with lucky finds. They salvagd a ton of goods from the ship and are able to survive for about ten years and are then rescued.They have many minor adventures on their huge island dubbed New Switzerland( i.e. serpent, expeditions and damaged houses ruined by unruly chimpanzees). The scientificly inaccurate parts about this lovely story is that potatoes don't grow in the tropics, fruit trees from Switzerland don'grow there either, and the variety of life that is described don't always match up in their proper biome. Overall though, it is one of my favorite classics. Another reminder is that you shouldn't bother with the older disney movie if you haven't seen it because it is so inaccurate that it disgusts me greatly to see a classic as exquisite as this being ruined by Disney. The movie is a nice adventure as it's self, but if you are talking about the book with someone and you are arguing about a certain part of it, don't turn to the movie for facts that were in the book because you won't find any. If you are no nothing about this book and want an opinion, I will tell you now that this is a great work of literature that is a highly recomended book to read for all ages. I really enjoyed this book.
This book could definately by for teens! If you liked Robinson Crusoe you'll love this!!!
So many paperback books utilize a small font, so the words are tiny and difficult to read. This Penguin Classic reprint is great---the paper is bright and the font is "normal", which make reading this book a pleasure! The 5" x 7" size makes it easy to slip into a pocketbook or backpack.
So this is the best book i ever read! Pleaseweaywease read it so this story is full of action i love action and read kidnapped to this book is great awesome fun and actiony i read this 30 times read it i put a post about kidnapped to! Read it pleasyweasywease! :) :) :) :) :) :) :)
Good book for 5 to 15 year olds. Lots of adventure.
Instead of words, its got little stupid symbols like this: ?^^<>•`¿\. Do you see what i mean? DO NOT BUY!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is an ocr book with a lot of typos.
This book was really boring.It was really hard to understand bottom line do not waste your time buying it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's just a little past believing. I greatly doubt that you can have penguins and kangaroos on the same island. Everything seems to go just right, which also seems unreal. Defoe must have had a good imagination, I'll give him that.
First of all, why in the world would you not get in the life boat when the boat started to fill with water. and then how in the heck would that dinky little tub float them to that island?! why were they complaining. i mean they had food, water and a place to live, even ifit isn't their real home. this book was boring, stupid, and should be banned for bordem.
at the beginning of the book i thought it would be interesting but as the book went on i started to see how it was going to turn out. in this story (from my point of view) it was like they where on a vacation, i mean they always had shelter, food,fresh water, and things like that, in which that made the story very uninterseting to me.i also know that other kids in my class disliked this book as well. that book made me not want to come to school because it made reading class not so fun anymore.thank you for letting me write how i feel.
Having seen the movie numerous times I realized I needed to read the book. I am so glad I did, it kept my interest all the way through to the last page. fantastic read!!