Crusoe’s Ingenuity
September 27, 2011
FROM CHAPTER 7, of Robinson Crusoe by Daniel DeFoe:
This I was very glad of, you may be sure, and about the latter end of December, which was our second Harvest of the Year, I reap’d my Crop.
I was sadly put to it for a Scythe or a Sicle to cut it down, and-all I could do was to make one as well as I could out of one of the Broad Swords or Cutlasses, which I sav’d among the Arms out of the Ship. However, as my first Crop was but small I had no great Difficulty to cut it down; in short, I reap’d it my Way, for I cut nothing off but the Ears, and carry’d it away in a great Basket which I had made, and so rubb’d it out with my Hands; and at the End of all my Harvesting, I found that out of my half Peck of Seed, I had near two Bushels of Rice, and above two Bushels and half of Barley, that is to say, by my Guess, for I had no Measure at that time. Read More »