Charles Marie de La Condamine

Charles Marie de La Condamine

Summary

Portrait of Charles Marie de La Condamine Charles Marie de La Condamine Account of a most surprising savage girl… (1800)

The instant she saw the man near her arm, she gave him such a violent stroke on the face, both with her hand, and the piece of flesh she held in it, that he was so stunned and blinded, as to be scarce able to keep his feet. The savage at the same time believing the strangers around to be so many enemies, who intended to murder her, or dreading, perhaps, punishment for what she had done, sprung out of their hands towards a window, through which she had a view of trees and a river intending to jump from it, and so make her escape which she certainly would have done.
Source: Wikisource

Portrait of Charles Marie de La Condamine Charles Marie de La Condamine Account of a most surprising savage girl… (1800)

She appeared particularly fond of fish, either from her natural taste, or from her acquiring by constant practice, from her childhood, the faculty of catching them, in the water with more ease than she could the wild game by speed of foot———She retained this inclination for catching fish in the water two years after her capture, One day happening to be brought to the castle of Songi, she no sooner perceived a door open which led to a large pond, when she immediately ran and threw herself into it, drest as she was, swam round all the sides of it.
Source: Wikisource

Portrait of Charles Marie de La Condamine Charles Marie de La Condamine Account of a most surprising savage girl… (1800)

Of a Surprising Savage Girl.
ONE evening, in the month of September, 1761, a girl nine or ten years old being pressed, as it would seem, by thirst, entered about the twilight into Songi, a village four or five leagues south of Chalons in Champagne, a province in France. She had nothing on her feet, her body was covered with rags and skins, her hair with a gourd leaf, and her face and hands were as black as a negro's. She was armed with a short baton, thicker at one end than the other very like a club. Those who first observed her, took to their heels, crying out, There is the devil.
Source: Wikisource

Get perspective with Kwize: daily news enlightened by great literature