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Strauch, Dora; Brockmann, Walter / Satan came to Eden

Chapter III: We find our Eden,   pp. 34-49

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We Find Our Eden 
a hunter needs to be to attack these fierce beasts in an undergrowth. 
I could not help admiring Hugo's feat and told him so, but 
Frederick received the news in disapproving silence. Hugo told 
us that it was necessary to provide his dogs with meat, which was, 
he said, indispensable to them; a good store of it must always be 
on hand for them, he instructed us, otherwise they would become 
mangy. We then, though with much distaste and reluctance, helped 
him to dismember the creature's carcass, cutting the flesh into 
long strips, which we hung on the boughs of a tree, well out of 
reach of the other half-starved dogs running wild upon the island. 
It was a very lean boar, like all the abandoned livestock of the 
former settlers. It did not seem to have been able to find food 
enough for even its rough requirements, and I began to under- 
stand why Captain Bruuns' interest in the island cattle was rather 
on account of their hides than of their meat-there was certainly 
no pasture to speak of. 
  We found that Hugo was in the habit of killing to his heart's 
content, but that he never made use of more than a small part of 
the animals he slaughtered. Frederick insisted that this must now 
stop, and told Hugo that if he must continue with his shooting 
he should in future use up one whole beast before doing away 
with another. Hugo was extremely hostile to this arrangement and 
protested that his method was that of all the hunters who had come 
to Floreana, who took only the best cuts and left the rest to rot. 
Frederick, however, found this a most abominable practice, which 
he would on no account tolerate. He disapproved of all slaughter, 
but where it had to be, it should be reduced to a minimum. 
  Our unsavory task fulfilled, we then went on. We had not gone 
far before our ears caught the sharp yelping of wild dogs, and 
I thought that we must be coming to a human habitation. This 
was a very strange sensation, for I knew that except for Hugo 
and the old Norwegian there had been absolutely no one on the 
island. Yet the feeling persisted, and suddenly the atmosphere was 
full of ghostliness. 
  Yes, if there were other people on the island, they were there 
not in the living body but as ghosts. The magic sunlight of the 
day seemed to turn cold and paler. I repeated to myself that we 

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