One has just been sent out as a biblical dove, has found nothing green, and slips back
into the darkness of the ark -- Kafka

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Crusoe Is in His Eleventh Year

I'm roughly half way through the book and Crusoe is in his eleventh year on the island. He tried to sail around the island but almost got carried out to sea by a strong current. Now he is contemplating the idea of how to raise goats because his ammunition is growing low.
   But being now in the eleventh year of my residence, and, as I have said, my ammunition growing low, I set myself to study some art to trap and snare the goats, to see whether I could not catch some of them alive; and particularly I wanted a she-goat great with young.

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