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       A Story of the Virginia Colony

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<h1>RICHARD OF JAMESTOWN</h1>
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<h2>by James Otis.</h2>
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<h3><a href="#FOREWORD">FOREWORD</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#WHO_I_AM">WHO I AM</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#CAPTAIN JOHN SMITH COMES TO LONDON">CAPTAIN JOHN
SMITH COMES TO LONDON</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_PLANS_OF_TH">THE PLANS OF THE LONDON
COMPANY</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_VESSELS_OF">THE VESSELS OF THE FLEET</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#HOW_I_EARNED_MY">HOW I EARNED MY PASSAGE</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#NATHANIEL_S_STO">NATHANIEL'S STORY</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#WE_MAKE_SAIL_AG">WE MAKE SAIL AGAIN</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_FIRST_ISLAN">THE FIRST ISLAND</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#CAPTAIN_SMITH_A">CAPTAIN SMITH A PRISONER</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#I_ATTEND_MY_MAS">I ATTEND MY MASTER</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#SEVERAL_ISLANDS">SEVERAL ISLANDS VISITED</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#A_VARIETY_OF_WI">A VARIETY OF WILD GAME</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_TEMPEST">THE TEMPEST</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_NEW_COUNTRY">THE NEW COUNTRY SIGHTED</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_LEADER_NOT">THE LEADER NOT KNOWN</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#ARRIVAL_AT_CHES">ARRIVAL AT CHESAPEAKE BAY</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#AN_ATTACK_BY_TH">AN ATTACK BY THE SAVAGES</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#READING_THE_LON">READING THE LONDON COMPANY'S
ORDERS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#EXPLORING_THE_C">EXPLORING THE COUNTRY</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_PEOPLE_LAND">THE PEOPLE LAND FROM THE
SHIPS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#CAPTAIN_SMITH_P">CAPTAIN SMITH PROVEN
INNOCENT</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#WE_WHO_WERE_LEF">WE WHO WERE LEFT BEHIND</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#BAKING_BREAD_WI">BAKING BREAD WITHOUT
OVENS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#AN_UNEQUAL_DIVI">AN UNEQUAL DIVISION OF
LABOR</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#BUILDING_A_HOUS">BUILDING A HOUSE OF LOGS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#KEEPING_HOUSE">KEEPING HOUSE</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#LACK_OF_CLEANLI">LACK OF CLEANLINESS IN THE
VILLAGE</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#CAVE_HOMES">CAVE HOMES</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_GOLDEN_FEVE">THE GOLDEN FEVER</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#DUCKS_AND_OYSTE">DUCKS AND OYSTERS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#ROASTING_OYSTER">ROASTING OYSTERS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#LEARNING_TO_COO">LEARNING TO COOK OTHER
THINGS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_SWEET_POTAT">THE SWEET POTATO ROOT</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#A_TOUCH_OF_HOME">A TOUCH OF HOMESICKNESS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#MASTER_HUNT_S_P">MASTER HUNT'S PREACHING</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#NEGLECTING_TO_P">NEGLECTING TO PROVIDE FOR THE
FUTURE</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#SURPRISED_BY_SA">SURPRISED BY SAVAGES</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#STRENGTHENING_T">STRENGTHENING THE FORT</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#A_TIME_OF_SICKN">A TIME OF SICKNESS AND
DEATH</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#CAPTAIN_SMITH_G">CAPTAIN SMITH GAINS
AUTHORITY</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#DISAGREEABLE_ME">DISAGREEABLE MEASURES OF
DISCIPLINE</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#SIGNS_OF_REBELL">SIGNS OF REBELLION</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_SECOND_PROC">THE SECOND PROCLAMATION</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#BUILDING_A_FORT">BUILDING A FORTIFIED
VILLAGE</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#TRAPPING_TURKEY">TRAPPING TURKEYS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#A_CRUDE_KIND_OF">A CRUDE KIND OF CHIMNEY</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#COOKING_A_TURKE">COOKING A TURKEY</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#CANDLES_OR_RUSH">CANDLES OR RUSHLIGHTS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_VISIT_OF_PO">THE VISIT OF POCAHONTAS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#CAPTAIN_KENDALL">CAPTAIN KENDALL'S PLOT</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_DEATH_OF_CA">THE DEATH OF CAPTAIN
KENDALL</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#CAPTAIN SMITH'S EXPEDITION AND RETURN">CAPTAIN
SMITH'S EXPEDITION AND RETURN</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#AN_EXCITING_ADV">AN EXCITING ADVENTURE</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#TAKEN_BEFORE_PO">TAKEN BEFORE POWHATAN</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#POCAHONTAS_BEGS">POCAHONTAS BEGS FOR SMITH'S
LIFE</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_EFFECT_OF_C">THE EFFECT OF CAPTAIN SMITH'S
RETURN</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#A_NEW_CHURCH">A NEW CHURCH</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#CAPTAIN NEWPORT'S RETURN">CAPTAIN NEWPORT'S
RETURN</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#GOLD_SEEKERS">GOLD SEEKERS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#A_WORTHLESS_CAR">A WORTHLESS CARGO</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_CONDITION_O">THE CONDITION OF THE
COLONY</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#TOBACCO">TOBACCO</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#CAPT NEWPORT">CAPTAIN NEWPORT'S RETURN</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#MASTER_HUNT_BRI">MASTER HUNT BRINGS GREAT
NEWS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#CAPTAIN_NEWPORT">CAPTAIN NEWPORT'S
INSTRUCTIONS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_STORY_OF_RO">THE STORY OF ROANOKE</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_CROWNING_OF">THE CROWNING OF POWHATAN</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#PREPARING_FOR_T">PREPARING FOR THE FUTURE</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#STEALING_THE_CO">STEALING THE COMPANY'S
GOODS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#WHAT_THE_THIEVI">WHAT THE THIEVING LED TO</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#FEAR_OF_FAMINE">FEAR OF FAMINE IN A LAND OF
PLENTY</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_UNHEALTHFUL">THE UNHEALTHFUL LOCATION</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#GATHERING_OYSTE">GATHERING OYSTERS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#PREPARING_STURG">PREPARING STURGEON FOR
FOOD</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#TURPENTINE_AND">TURPENTINE AND TAR</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_MAKING_OF_C">THE MAKING OF CLAPBOARDS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#PROVIDING_FOR_T">PROVIDING FOR THE
CHILDREN</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#DREAMS_OF_THE_F">DREAMS OF THE FUTURE</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#A_PLAGUE_OF_RAT">A PLAGUE OF RATS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#TREACHERY_DURIN">TREACHERY DURING CAPTAIN SMITH'S
ABSENCE</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#CAPTAIN SMITH'S SPEECH">CAPTAIN SMITH'S
SPEECH</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_NEW_LAWS">THE NEW LAWS</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_ACCIDENT">THE ACCIDENT</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#CAPTAIN_SMITH_S">CAPTAIN SMITH'S DEPARTURE</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_STARVING">THE "STARVING TIME"</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#OUR_COURAGE_GIV">OUR COURAGE GIVES OUT</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#ABANDONING_JAME">ABANDONING JAMESTOWN</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#LORD_DE_LA_WARR">LORD DE LA WARR'S ARRIVAL</a></h3>

<h3><a href="#THE_YOUNG_PLANT">THE YOUNG PLANTERS</a></h3>

<h1><a name="FOREWORD"></a>FOREWORD</h1>

<p>The purpose of this series of stories is to show the children,
and even those who have already taken up the study of history,
the home life of the colonists with whom they meet in their
books. To this end every effort has been made to avoid anything
savoring of romance, and to deal only with facts, so far as that
is possible, while describing the daily life of those people who
conquered the wilderness whether for conscience sake or for
gain.</p>

<p>That the stories may appeal more directly to the children,
they are told from the viewpoint of a child, and purport to have
been related by a child. Should any criticism be made regarding
the seeming neglect to mention important historical facts, the
answer would be that these books are not sent out as histories --
although it is believed that they will awaken a desire to learn
more of the building of the nation -- and only such incidents as
would be particularly noted by a child are used.</p>

<p>Surely it is entertaining as well as instructive for young
people to read of the toil and privations in the homes of those
who came into a new world to build up a country for themselves,
and such homely facts are not to be found in the real histories
of our land.</p>

<p>JAMES OTIS.</p>

<h1><a name="WHO_I_AM"></a>WHO I AM</h1>

<p>Yes, my name is Richard Mutton. Sounds rather queer, doesn't
it? The lads in London town used to vex me sorely by calling,
"Baa, baa, black sheep," whenever I passed them, and yet he who
will may find the name Richard Mutton written in the list of
those who were sent to Virginia, in the new world, by the London
Company, on the nineteenth day of December, in the year of Our
Lord, 1606.</p>

<p>Whosoever may chance to read what I am here setting down,
will, perhaps, ask how it happened that a lad only ten years of
age was allowed to sail for that new world in company with such a
band of adventurous men as headed the enterprise.</p>

<p>Therefore it is that I must tell a certain portion of the
story of my life, for the better understanding of how I came to
be in this fair, wild, savage beset land of Virginia.</p>

<p>Yet I was not the only boy who sailed in the Susan Constant,
as you may see by turning to the list of names, which is under
the care, even to this day, of the London Company, for there you
will find written in clerkly hand the names Samuel Collier,
Nathaniel Peacock, James Brumfield, and Richard Mutton. Nathaniel
Peacock has declared more than once that my name comes last in
the company at the very end of all, because I was not a full
grown mutton; but only large enough to be called a sheep's tail,
and therefore should be hung on behind, as is shown by the
list.</p>

<p>The reason of my being in this country of Virginia at so young
an age, is directly concerned with that brave soldier and
wondrous adventurer, Captain John Smith, of whom I make no doubt
the people in this new world, when the land has been covered with
towns and villages, will come to know right well, for of a truth
he is a wonderful man. In the sixth month of Grace, 1606, I Was
living as best I might in that great city of London, which is as
much a wilderness of houses, as this country is a wilderness of
trees. My father was a soldier of fortune, which means that he
stood ready to do battle in behalf of whatsoever nation he
believed was in the right, or, perhaps, on the side of those
people who would pay him the most money for risking his life.</p>

<p>He had fought with the Dutch soldiers under command of one
Captain Miles Standish, an Englishman of renown among men of
arms, and had been killed. My mother died less than a week before
the news was brought that my father had been shot to death. Not
then fully understanding how great a disaster it is to a young
lad when he loses father or mother, and how yet more sad is his
lot when he has lost both parents, I made shift to live as best I
might with a sore heart; but yet not so sore as if I had known
the full extent of the misfortune which had overtaken me.</p>

<p>At first it was an easy matter for me to get food at the home
of this lad, or of that, among my acquaintances, sleeping
wherever night overtook me; but, finally, when mayhap three
months had gone by, my welcome was worn threadbare, and I was
told by more than one, that a hulking lad of ten years should
have more pride than to beg his way from door to door.</p>

<p>It is with shame I here set down the fact, that many weeks
passed before I came to understand, in ever so slight a degree,
what a milksop I must be, thus eating the bread of idleness when
I should have won the right, by labor, to a livelihood in this
world.</p>

<p>This last thought had just begun to take root in my heart when
Nathaniel Peacock, whose mother had been a good friend of mine
during a certain time after I was made an orphan, and I, heard
that a remarkably brave soldier was in the city of London, making
ready to go into the new world, with the intent to build there a
town for the king.</p>

<h1><a name="CAPTAIN JOHN SMITH COMES TO LONDON"></a>CAPTAIN JOHN
SMITH COMES TO LONDON</h1>

<p>This man was no other than Captain John Smith, who, although
at this time not above six and twenty years of age, had already
served in the French, in the Dutch, and in the Transylvanian
armies, where he had met and overcome many dangers.</p>

<p>He had been robbed and beaten and thrown into the sea because
of not believing in the religion of the men who attacked him; he
had been a slave among the Turks; he had fought, one after
another, three of the bravest in the Turkish army, and had cut
off the head of each in turn.</p>

<p>Can it be wondered at that Nathaniel Peacock and I were filled
to overflowing with admiration for this wonderful soldier, or
that we desired above all things to see him?</p>

<p>We loitered about the streets of London town from daylight
until night had come again, hoping to feast our eyes upon this
same John Smith, who was to us one of the wonders of the world,
because in so short a time he had made his name as a soldier
famous in all countries, and yet we saw him not.</p>

<p>We had searched London town over and over for mayhap a full
month, doing nothing else save hunt for the man whose life had
been so filled with adventure, and each time we returned home,
Mistress Peacock reproached me with being an idle good for
nothing, and Nathaniel but little better.</p>

<p>I believe it was her harsh words which caused to spring up in
my heart a desire to venture into the new world, where it was
said gold could be found in abundance, and even the smallest lad
might pick up whatsoever of wealth he desired, if so be his heart
was strong enough to brave the journey across the great
ocean.</p>

<p>The more I thought of what could be found in that land, which
was called Virginia, the stronger grew my desire, until the time
came when it was a fixed purpose in my mind, and not until then
did I breathe to Nathaniel a word of that which had been growing
within me.</p>

<p>He took fire straightway I spoke of what it might be possible
for us lads to do, and declared that whether his mother were
willing or no, he would brave all the dangers of that terrible
journey overseas, if so be we found an opportunity. To him it
seemed a simple matter that, having once found a ship which was
to sail for the far off land, we might hide ourselves within her,
having gathered sufficient of food to keep us alive during the
journey. But how this last might be done, his plans had not been
made.</p>

<p>Lest I should set down too many words, and therefore bring
upon myself the charge of being one who can work with his tongue
better than with his hands, I will pass over all that which
Nathaniel and I did during the long time we roamed the streets,
in the hope of coming face to face with Captain Smith.</p>

<p>It is enough if I set it down at once that we finally
succeeded in our purpose, having come upon him one certain
morning on Cheapside, when there was a fight on among some
apprentices, and the way so blocked that neither he nor any other
could pass through the street, until the quarrelsome fellows were
done playing upon each other's heads with sticks and stones.</p>

<p>It seemed much as if fortune had at last consented to smile
upon us, for we were standing directly in front of the great
man.</p>

<p>I know not how it chanced that I, a lad whose apparel was far
from being either cleanly or whole, should have dared to raise my
voice in speech with one who was said to have talked even with a
king. Yet so I did, coming without many words to that matter
which had been growing these many days in my mind, and mayhap it
was the very suddenness of the words that caught his fancy.</p>

<p>"Nathaniel Peacock and I are minded to go with you into that
new world, Captain John Smith, if so be you permit us," I said,
"and there we will serve you with honesty and industry."</p>

<p>There was a smile come upon his face as I spoke, and he looked
down upon Nathaniel and me, who were wedged among that throng
which watched the apprentices quarrel, until we were like to be
squeezed flat, and said in what I took to be a friendly tone:</p>

<p>"So, my master, you would journey into Virginia with the hope
of making yourself rich, and you not out from under your mother's
apron as yet?"</p>

<p>"I have no mother to wear an apron, Captain Smith, nor father
to say I may go there or shall come here; but yet would serve you
as keenly as might any man, save mayhap my strength, which will
increase, be not so great as would be found in those older."</p>

<p>Whether this valiant soldier was pleased with my words, or if
in good truth boys were needed in the enterprise, I cannot say;
but certain it is he spoke me fairly, writing down upon a piece
of paper, which he tore from his tablets, the name of the street
in which he had lodgings, and asking, as he handed it to me, if I
could read.</p>

<p>Now it was that I gave silent thanks, because of what had
seemed to me a hardship when my mother forced me to spend so many
hours each day in learning to use a quill, until I was able to
write a clerkly hand.</p>

<p>It seemed to please this great soldier that I could do what
few of the lads in that day had been taught to master, and,
without further ado, he said to me boldly:</p>

<p>"You shall journey into Virginia with me, an' it please you,
lad. What is more, I will take upon myself the charge of
outfitting you, and time shall tell whether you have enough of
manliness in you to repay me the cost."</p>

<p>Then it was that Nathaniel raised his voice; but the captain
gave him no satisfaction, declaring it was the duty of a true lad
to stand by his mother, and that he would lend his aid to none
who had a home, and in it those who cared for him.</p>

<p>I could have talked with this brave soldier until the night
had come, and would never have wearied of asking concerning what
might be found in that new world of Virginia; but it so chanced
that when the business was thus far advanced, the apprentices
were done with striving to break each other's heads, and Captain
Smith, bidding me come to his house next morning, went his
way.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_PLANS_OF_TH"></a>THE PLANS OF THE LONDON
COMPANY</h1>

<p>Then it was that Nathaniel declared he also would go on the
voyage to Virginia, whether it pleased Captain Smith or no, and
I, who should have set my face against his running away from
home, spoke no word to oppose him, because it would please me to
have him as comrade.</p>

<p>After this I went more than once to the house where Captain
Smith lodged, and learned very much concerning what it was
proposed to do toward building a town in the new world.</p>

<p>Both Nathaniel and I had believed it was the king who counted
to send all these people overseas; but I learned from my new
master that a company of London merchants was in charge of the
enterprise, these merchants believing much profit might come to
them in the way of getting gold.</p>

<p>The whole business was to be under the control of Captain
Bartholomew Gosnold, who, it was said, had already made one
voyage to the new world, and had brought back word that it was a
goodly place in which to settle and to build up towns. The one
chosen to act as admiral of the fleet, for there were to be three
ships instead of one, as I had fancied, was Captain Christopher
Newport, a man who had no little fame as a seaman.</p>

<p>In due time, as the preparations for the voyage were being
forwarded, I was sent by my master into lodgings at Blackwall,
just below London town, for the fleet lay nearby, and because it
was understood by those in charge of the adventure that I was in
Captain Smith's service, no hindrance was made to my going on
board the vessels.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_VESSELS_OF"></a>THE VESSELS OF THE FLEET</h1>

<p>These were three in number, as I have already said: the
Constant, a ship of near to one hundred tons in size; the
Goodspeed, of forty tons, and the Discovery, which was a pinnace
of only twenty tons.</p>

<p>And now, lest some who read what I have set down may not be
acquainted with the words used by seamen, let me explain that the
measurement of a vessel by tons, means that she will fill so much
space in the water. Now, in measuring a vessel, a ton is reckoned
as forty cubic feet of space, therefore when I say the Susan
Constant was one hundred tons in size, it is the same as if I had
set down that she would carry four thousand cubic feet of
cargo.</p>

<p>That he who reads may know what I mean by a pinnace, as
differing from a ship, I can best make it plain by saying that
such a craft is an open boat, wherein may be used sails or oars,
and, as in the case of the Discovery, may have a deck over a
certain portion of her length. That our pinnace was a vessel able
to withstand such waves as would be met with in the ocean, can be
believed when you remember that she was one half the size of the
Goodspeed, which we counted a ship.</p>

<h1><a name="HOW_I_EARNED_MY"></a>HOW I EARNED MY PASSAGE</h1>

<p>Captain Smith, my master, found plenty of work for me during
the weeks before the fleet sailed. He had many matters to be set
down in writing, and because of my mother's care in teaching me
to use the quill, I was able, or so it seemed to me, to be of no
little aid to him in those busy days, when it was as if he must
do two or three things at the same time in order to bring his
business to an end. I learned during that time to care very
dearly for this valiant soldier, who could, when the fit was on
him, be as tender and kind as a girl, and again, when he was
crossed, as stern a man as one might find in all London town.</p>

<p>Because of my labors, and it pleased me greatly that I could
do somewhat toward forwarding the adventure, I had no time in
which to search for my friend, Nathaniel Peacock, although I did
not cease to hope that he would try to find me.</p>

<p>I had parted with him in the city, and he knew right well
where I was going; yet, so far as I could learn, he had never
come to Blackwall.</p>

<p>I had no doubt but that I could find him in the city, and it
was in my mind, at the first opportunity, to seek him out, if for
no other reason than that we might part as comrades should, for
he had been a true friend to me when my heart was sore; but from
the moment the sailors began to put the cargo on board the Susan
Constant and the Goodspeed, I had no chance to wander around
Blackwall, let alone journeying to London.</p>

<p>Then came the twentieth of December, when we were to set sail,
and great was the rejoicing among the people, who believed that
we would soon build up a city in the new world, which would be of
great wealth and advantage to those in England.</p>

<p>I heard it said, although I myself was not on shore to see
what was done, that in all the churches prayers were made for our
safe journeying, and there was much marching to and fro of
soldiers, as if some great merrymaking were afoot.</p>

<p>The shore was lined with people; booths were set up where
showmen displayed for pay many curious things, and food and
sweetmeats were on sale here and there, for so large a throng
stood in need of refreshment as well as amusement.</p>

<p>It was a wondrous spectacle to see all these people nearby on
the shore, knowing they had come for no other purpose than to
look at us, and I took no little pride to myself because of being
numbered among the adventurers, even vainly fancying that many
wondered what part a boy could have in such an undertaking.</p>

<p>Then we set sail, I watching in vain for a glimpse of
Nathaniel Peacock as the ships got under way. Finally, sadly
disappointed, and with the sickness of home already in my heart,
I went into the forward part of the ship, where was my sleeping
place, thinking that very shortly we should be tossing and
tumbling on the mighty waves of the ocean.</p>

<p>In this I was mistaken, for the wind was contrary to our
purpose, and we lay in the Downs near six weeks, while Master
Hunt, the preacher, who had joined the company that he might
labor for the good of our souls; lay so nigh unto death in the
cabin of the Susan Constant, that I listened during all the
waking hours of the night, fearing to hear the tolling of the
ship's bell, which would tell that he had gone from among the
living.</p>

<p>It was on the second night, after we were come to anchor in
the Downs awaiting a favorable wind, that I, having fallen asleep
while wishing Nathaniel Peacock might have been with us, was
awakened by the pressure of a cold hand upon my cheek. I was near
to crying aloud with fear, for the first thought that came was
that Master Hunt had gone from this world, and was summoning me;
but before the cry could escape my lips, I heard the whispered
words: "It is me, Nate Peacock!"</p>

<p>It can well be guessed that I was sitting bolt upright in the
narrow bed, which sailors call a bunk, by the time this had been
said, and in the gloom of the seamen's living place I saw a head
close to mine.</p>

<p>Not until I had passed my hands over the face could I believe
it was indeed my comrade, and it goes without saying that
straightway I insisted on knowing how he came there, when he
should have been in London town.</p>

<p>I cannot set the story down as Nathaniel Peacock told it to me
on that night, because his words were many; but the tale ran much
like this:</p>

<h1><a name="NATHANIEL_S_STO"></a>NATHANIEL'S STORY</h1>

<p>When Captain John Smith had promised on Cheapside that I
should be one of the company of adventurers, because of such
labor as it might be possible for me to perform, and had refused
to listen to my comrade, Nathaniel, without acquainting me with
the fact, had made up his mind that he also would go into the new
world of Virginia.</p>

<p>Fearing lest I would believe it my duty to tell Captain Smith
of his purpose, he kept far from me, doing whatsoever he might in
London town to earn as much as would provide him with food during
a certain time.</p>

<p>In this he succeeded so far as then seemed necessary, and when
it was known that the fleet was nearly ready to make sail, he
came to Blackwall with all his belongings tied in his
doublet.</p>

<p>To get on board the Susan Constant without attracting much
attention while she was being visited by so many curious people,
was not a hard task for Nathaniel Peacock, and three days before
the fleet was got under way, my comrade had hidden himself in the
very foremost part of the ship, where were stored the ropes and
chains.</p>

<p>There he had remained until thirst, or hunger, drove him out,
on this night of which I am telling you, and he begged that I go
on deck, where were the scuttle butts, to get him a pannikin of
water.</p>

<p>For those of you who may not know what a scuttle butt is, I
will explain that it is a large cask in which fresh water is kept
on shipboard. When Nathaniel's burning thirst had been soothed,
he began to fear that I might give information to Captain John
Smith concerning him; but after all that had been done in the way
of hiding himself, and remembering his suffering, I had not the
heart so to do.</p>

<p>During four days more he spent all the hours of sunshine, and
the greater portion of the night, in my bed, closely covered so
that the sailors might not see him, and then came the discovery,
when he was dragged out with many a blow and harsh word to give
an account of himself. I fear it would have gone harder still
with Nathaniel, if I had not happened to be there at that very
moment.</p>

<p>As it was, I went directly to Captain John Smith, my master,
telling him all Nathaniel's story, and asking if the lad had not
shown himself made of the proper stuff to be counted on as one of
the adventurers.</p>

<p>Although hoping to succeed in my pleading, I was surprised
when the captain gave a quick consent to number the lad among
those who were to go into the new land of Virginia, and was even
astonished when his name was written down among others as if he
had been pledged to the voyage in due form.</p>

<p>But for the sickness of Master Hunt, and the fear we had lest
he should die, Nathaniel and I might have made exceeding merry
while we lay at anchor in the Downs, for food was plentiful;
there was little of work to be done, and we lads could have
passed the time skylarking with such of the sailors as were
disposed to sport, except orders had been given that no undue
noise be made on deck.</p>

<h1><a name="WE_MAKE_SAIL_AG"></a>WE MAKE SAIL AGAIN</h1>

<p>It seemed to me almost as if we spent an entire lifetime
within sight of the country we were minded to leave behind us,
and indeed six weeks, with no change of scene, and while one is
held to the narrow limits of a ship, is an exceeding long
time.</p>

<p>However, as I have heard Captain Smith say again and again,
everything comes to him who waits, and so also came that day when
the winds were favoring; when Captain Newport, the admiral of our
fleet, gave the word to make sail, and we sped softly away from
England's shores, little dreaming of that time of suffering, of
sickness, and of sadness which was before us.</p>

<p>To Nathaniel and me, who had never strayed far from London
town, and knew no more of the sea than might have been gained in
a boatman's wherry, the ocean was exceeding unkind, and for eight
and forty hours did we lie in that narrow bed, believing death
was very near at hand.</p>

<p>There is no reason why I should make any attempt at describing
the sickness which was upon us, for I have since heard that it
comes to all who go out on the sea for the first time. When we
recovered, it was suddenly, like as a flower lifts up its head
after a refreshing shower that has pelted it to the ground.</p>

<p>I would I might set down here all which came to us during the
voyage, for it was filled with wondrous happenings; but because I
would tell of what we did in the land of Virginia, I must be
sparing of words now.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_FIRST_ISLAN"></a>THE FIRST ISLAND</h1>

<p>It is to be remembered that our fleet left London on the
twentieth day of December, and, as I have since heard Captain
Smith read from the pages which he wrote concerning the voyage,
it was on the twenty-third of March that we were come to the
island of Martinique, where for the first time Nathaniel Peacock
and I saw living savages.</p>

<p>When we were come to anchor, they paddled out to our ships in
frail boats called canoes, bringing many kinds of most delicious
fruits, which we bought for such trumpery things as glass beads
and ornaments of copper.</p>

<p>It was while we lay off this island that we saw a whale
attacked and killed by a thresher and a swordfish, which was a
wondrous sight.</p>

<p>And now was a most wicked deed done by those who claimed to be
in command of our company, for they declared that my master had
laid a plot with some of the men in each vessel of the fleet,
whereby the principal members of the company were to be murdered,
to the end that Captain Smith might set himself up as king after
we were come to the new world.</p>

<p>All this was untrue, as I knew full well, having aided him in
such work as a real clerk would have done, and had there been a
plot, I must have found some inkling of it in one of the many
papers I read aloud to him, or copied down on other sheets that
the work of the quill might be more pleasing to the eye.</p>

<p>Besides that, I had been with the captain a goodly portion of
the time while the ships were being made ready for the voyage,
and if he had harbored so much of wickedness, surely must some
word of it have come to me, who sat or stood near at hand,
listening attentively whenever he had speech with others of the
company of adventurers.</p>

<h1><a name="CAPTAIN_SMITH_A"></a>CAPTAIN SMITH A PRISONER</h1>

<p>When the voyage was begun, and the captain no longer had need
of me, I was sent into the forward part of the ship to live, as
has already been set down, and therefore it was I knew nothing of
what was being done in the great cabin, where the leaders of the
company were quartered, until after my master was made a
prisoner. Then it was told me by the seaman who had been called
by Captain Kendall, as if it was feared my master, being such a
great soldier, might strive to harm those who miscalled him a
traitor to that which he had sworn.</p>

<p>It seems, so the seaman said, that Captain John Martin was the
one who made the charges against my master, on the night after we
set sail from Martinique, when all the chief men of the company
were met in the great cabin, and he declared that, when it was
possible to do so, meaning after we had come to the land of
Virginia, witnesses should be brought from the other ships to
prove the wicked intent. Then it was that Captain George Kendall
declared my master must be kept a close prisoner until the matter
could be disposed of, and all the others, save Captain
Bartholomew Gosnold, agreeing, heavy irons were put upon him. He
was shut up in his sleeping place, having made no outcry nor
attempt to do any harm, save that he declared himself innocent of
wrong doing.</p>

<p>But for Captain Gosnold and Master Hunt, the preacher, I
should not have been permitted to go in and learn if I might do
anything for his comfort. The other leaders declared that my
master was a dangerous man, who should not be allowed to have
speech with any person save themselves, lest he send some message
to those who were said to be concerned with him in the plot.</p>

<h1><a name="I_ATTEND_MY_MAS"></a>I ATTEND MY MASTER</h1>

<p>Master Hunt spoke up right manfully in behalf of Captain
Smith, with the result that I was given free entrance to that
small room which had been made his prison, save that I must at
all times leave the door open, so those who were in the great
cabin could hear if I was charged with any message to the
seamen.</p>

<p>My eyes were filled with tears when my master told me that he
had no thought save that of benefiting those who were with him in
the adventure, and that he would not lend his countenance to any
wicked plot.</p>

<p>I begged him to understand that I knew right well he would do
no manner of wrong to any man, and asked the privilege of being
with him all the time, to serve him when he could not serve
himself because of the irons that fettered his legs.</p>

<p>And so it was that I had opportunity to do that which made my
master as true a friend as ever lad had, for in the later days
when we were come to Virginia and beset by savages more cruel
than wild beasts, he ventured his own life again and again to
save mine, which was so worthless as compared with his.</p>

<p>Only that I might tell how the voyage progressed, did I go on
deck, or have speech with Nathaniel Peacock, and only through me
did my master know when we were come to this island or that,
together with what was to be seen in such places.</p>

<h1><a name="SEVERAL_ISLANDS"></a>SEVERAL ISLANDS VISITED</h1>

<p>Therefore it was that when, on the next day after he was made
a prisoner, we were come to anchor off that island which the
savages called Gaudaloupe, and Nathaniel had been permitted to go
on shore in one of the boats, I could tell my master of the
wondrous waters which were found there.</p>

<p>Nathaniel told me that water spouted up out of the earth so
hot, that when Captain Newport threw into it a piece of pork tied
to a rope, the meat was cooked in half an hour, even as if it had
been over a roaring hot fire.</p>

<p>After that we passed many islands, the names of which I could
not discover, until we came to anchor within half a musket shot
from the shore of that land which is known as Nevis. Here we lay
six days, and the chief men of the company went on shore for
sport and to hunt, save always either Captain Martin or Captain
Kendall, who remained on board to watch the poor prisoner, while
he, my master, lay in his narrow bed sweltering under the great
heat.</p>

<p>During all this while, the seamen and our gentlemen got much
profit and sport from hunting and fishing, adding in no small
degree to our store of food. Had Captain Smith not been kept from
going on shore by the wickedness of those who were jealous
because of his great fame as a soldier, I dare venture to say our
stay at this island of Nevis would have been far more to our
advantage.</p>

<p>From this place we went to what Master Hunt told me were the
Virgin islands, and here the men went ashore again to hunt; but
my master, speaking no harsh words against those who were
wronging him, lay in the small, stinging hot room, unable to get
for himself even a cup of water, though I took good care he
should not suffer from lack of kindly care.</p>

<p>Then on a certain day we sailed past that land which Captain
Gosnold told me was Porto Rico, and next morning came to anchor
off the island of Mona, where the seamen were sent ashore to get
fresh water, for our supply was running low.</p>

<p>Captain Newport, and many of the other gentlemen, went on
shore to hunt, and so great was the heat that Master Edward
Brookes fell down dead, one of the sailors telling Nathaniel that
the poor man's fat was melted until he could no longer live; but
Captain Smith, who knows more concerning such matters than all
this company rolled into one, save I might except Master Hunt,
declared that the fat of a live person does not melt, however
great the heat. It is the sun shining too fiercely on one's head
that brings about death, and thus it was that Master Brookes
died.</p>

<h1><a name="A_VARIETY_OF_WI"></a>A VARIETY OF WILD GAME</h1>

<p>Our gentlemen who had the heart to make prisoner of so honest,
upright a man as my master, did not cease their sport because of
what had befallen Master Brookes, but continued at the hunting
until they had brought down two wild boars and also an animal
fashioned like unto nothing I had ever seen before. It was
something after the manner of a serpent, but speckled on the
stomach as is a toad, and Captain Smith believed the true name of
it to be Iguana, the like of which he says that he has often seen
in other countries and that its flesh makes very good eating.</p>

<p>If any one save Captain Smith had said this, I should have
found it hard to believe him, and as it was I was glad my belief
was not put to the test. Two days afterward we were come to an
island which Master Hunt says is known to seamen as Monica, and
there it was that Nathaniel went on shore in one of the boats,
coming back at night to tell me a most wondrous story.</p>

<p>He declared that the birds and their eggs were so plentiful
that the whole island was covered with them; that one could not
set down his foot, save upon eggs, or birds sitting on their
nests, some of which could hardly be driven away even with blows,
and when they rose in the air, the noise made by their wings was
so great as to deafen a person.</p>

<p>Our seamen loaded two boats full of the eggs in three hours,
and all in the fleet feasted for several days on such as had not
yet been spoiled by the warmth of the birds' bodies.</p>

<p>It was on the next day that we left behind us those islands
which Captain Smith told me were the West Indies, and the seaman
who stood at the helm when I came on deck to get water for my
master, said we were steering a northerly course, which would
soon bring us to the land of Virginia.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_TEMPEST"></a>THE TEMPEST</h1>

<p>On that very night, however, such a tempest of wind and of
rain came upon us that I was not the only one who believed the
Susan Constant must be crushed like an eggshell under the great
mountains of water which at times rolled completely over her, so
flooding the decks that but few could venture out to do
whatsoever of work was needed to keep the ship afloat. After this
fierce tempest, when the Lord permitted that even our pinnace
should ride in safety, it was believed that we were come near to
the new world, and by day and by night the seamen stood at the
rail, throwing the lead every few minutes in order to discover if
we were venturing into shoal water.</p>

<p>Nathaniel and I used to stand by watching them, and wishing
that we might be allowed to throw the line, but never quite
getting up our courage to say so, knowing full well we should
probably make a tangle of it.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_NEW_COUNTRY"></a>THE NEW COUNTRY SIGHTED</h1>

<p>As Master George Percy has set down in the writings which I
have copied for him since we came to Virginia, it was on the
twenty-sixth day of April, in the year of our Lord 1607, at about
four o'clock in the morning, when we were come within sight of
that land where were to be built homes, not only for our company
of one hundred and five, counting the boys, but for all who
should come after us.</p>

<p>It was while the ship lay off the land, her decks crowded with
our company who fain would get the first clear view of that
country in which they were to live, if the savages permitted,
that I asked my master who among the gentlemen of the cabin was
the leader in this adventure.</p>

<p>To my surprise, he told me that it was not yet known. The
London Company had made an election of those among the gentlemen
who should form the new government, and had written down the
names, together with instructions as to what should be done; but
this writing was enclosed in a box which was not to be opened
until we had come to the end of our voyage.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_LEADER_NOT"></a>THE LEADER NOT KNOWN</h1>

<p>There could be no doubt but that Captain Kendall and Captain
Martin both believed that when the will of the London Company was
made known, it would be found they stood in high command; but
there was in my heart a great hope that my master might have been
named. Yet when I put the matter to him in so many words, he
treated the matter lightly, saying it could hardly be, else they
had not dared to treat him thus shamefully.</p>

<p>However, it was soon to be known, if the commands of the
London Company were obeyed, for now we had come to this new land
of Virginia, and the time was near at hand when would be opened
the box containing the names of those who were to be officers in
the town we hoped soon to build.</p>

<p>As for myself, I was so excited it seemed impossible to remain
quiet many seconds in one place, and I fear that my duties, which
consisted only in waiting upon the prisoner, my master, were
sadly neglected because of the anxiety in my mind to know who the
merchants in London had named as rulers of the settlement about
to be made in the new world.</p>

<p>One would have believed from Captain Smith's manner that he
had no concern whatsoever as to the result of all this wickedness
and scheming, for it was neither more nor less than such, as I
looked at the matter, on the part of Captain Kendall and Captain
Martin.</p>

<p>Here we were in sight of the new world, at a place where we
were to live all the remainder of our lives, and he a prisoner in
chains; but yet never a word of complaint came from his lips.</p>

<h1><a name="ARRIVAL_AT_CHES"></a>ARRIVAL AT CHESAPEAKE BAY</h1>

<p>When the day had fully dawned, and the fleet stood in toward
the noble bay, between two capes, which were afterward named Cape
Henry and Cape Comfort, Captain Smith directed me to go on deck,
in order to keep him informed of what might be happening.</p>

<p>He told me there was no question in his mind but that we were
come to the mouth of Chesapeake Bay, where it had been agreed
with the London merchants we were to go on shore.</p>

<p>Standing at the head of the companionway, but not venturing
out on deck lest I should be sent to some other part of the ship,
and thus be unable to give my master the information which he
desired, I looked out upon what seemed to me the most goodly land
that could be found in all the wide world.</p>

<p>Trees there were of size fit for masts to the king's ships;
flowers bordered the shore until there were seemingly great waves
of this color, or of that, as far as eye could reach, and set
within this dazzling array of green and gold, and of red and
yellow, was a great sea, which Captain Smith said was called the
Chesapeake Bay.</p>

<p>We entered for some distance, mayhap three or four miles,
before coming to anchor, and then Master Wingfield, Captain
Gosnold, and Captain Newport went on shore with a party of
thirty, made up of seamen and gentlemen, and my master, who had
not so much as stretched his legs since we sailed from
Martinique, was left in his narrow cabin with none but me to care
for him!</p>

<p>I had thought they would open the box containing the
instructions from London, before doing anything else; but Captain
Smith was of the mind that such business could wait until they
had explored sufficiently to find a place where the new town
might be built.</p>

<p>It was a long, weary, anxious day for me. The party had left
the ship in the morning, remaining absent until nightfall, and at
least four or five times every hour did I run up from the cabin
to gaze shoreward in the hope of seeing them return, for I was
most eager to have the business pushed forward, and to know
whether my master's enemies were given, by the London Company,
permission to do whatsoever they pleased.</p>

<h1><a name="AN_ATTACK_BY_TH"></a>AN ATTACK BY THE SAVAGES</h1>

<p>Just after sunset, and before the darkness of night closed in,
those who had been on shore came back very hurriedly and in
disorder, bringing with them in the foremost boat, two wounded
men.</p>

<p>"They have had a battle with some one, Master," I reported,
before yet the boats were come alongside, and for the first time
that day did Captain Smith appear to be deeply concerned. I heard
him say as if to himself, not intending that the words should
reach me:</p>

<p>"Lack of caution in dealing with the savages is like to cost
us dearly."</p>

<p>Half an hour later I heard all the story from Nathaniel
Peacock, who had believed himself fortunate when he was allowed
to accompany the party on shore.</p>

<p>According to his account, the company from the fleet roamed
over much of the land during the day, finding fair meadows and
goodly trees, with streams of fresh water here and there
bespeaking fish in abundance.</p>

<p>Nothing was seen or heard to disturb our people until the
signal had been given for all to go on board the boats, that they
might return to the ships, and then it was that a number of
naked, brown men, creeping upon their hands and knees like
animals, with bows and arrows held between their teeth, came out
suddenly from amid the foliage to the number, as Nathaniel
declared, of not less than an hundred.</p>

<p>While the white men stood dismayed, awaiting some order from
those who chose to call themselves leaders, the savages shot a
multitude of arrows into the midst of the company, wounding
Captain Gabriel Archer in both his hands, and dangerously hurting
one of the seamen.</p>

<p>Captain Gosnold gave command for the firearms to be
discharged, whereupon the savages disappeared suddenly, and
without delay our people returned to the fleet.</p>

<h1><a name="READING_THE_LON"></a>READING THE LONDON COMPANY'S
ORDERS</h1>

<p>An hour later, when those who had just come from the shore had
been refreshed with food, I noted with much of anxiety that all
the gentlemen of the company, not only such as belonged on board
the Susan Constant, but those from the Speedwell, gathered in the
great cabin of our ship, and, looking out ever so cautiously,
while the door of Captain Smith's room was ajar, I saw them
gather around the big table on which, as if it were something of
greatest value, was placed a box made of some dark colored
wood.</p>

<p>It was Master Hunt who opened this, and, taking out a paper,
he read in a voice so loud that even my master, as he lay in his
narrow bed, could hear the names of those who were chosen by the
London Company to form the Council for the government of the new
land of Virginia.</p>

<p>These are the names as he read them: Bartholomew Gosnold,
Edward Wingfield, Christopher Newport, John Smith, John
Ratcliffe, John Martin and George Kendall.</p>

<p>My heart seemingly leaped into my throat with triumph when I
thus heard the name of my master among those who were to stand as
leaders of the company, and so excited had I become that that
which Master Hunt read from the remainder of the paper failed to
attract my attention.</p>

<p>I learned afterward, however, that among the rules governing
the actions of this Council, was one that a President should be
chosen each year, and that matters of moment were to be
determined by vote of the Council, in which the President might
cast two ballots.</p>

<p>It was when Master Hunt ceased reading that I believed my
master would be set free without delay, for of a verity he had
the same right to take part in the deliberations as any other,
since it was the will of the London Company that he should be one
of the leaders; but much to my surprise nothing of the kind was
done. Captain Kendall, seeing the door of my master's room
slightly open, arose from the table and closed it, as if he were
about to say something which should not be heard by Captain
Smith.</p>

<p>I would have opened the door again, but that my master bade me
leave it closed, and when an hour or more had passed, Master Hunt
came in to us, stating that it had not yet been decided by the
other members of the Council whether Captain Smith should be
allowed to take part in the affairs, as the London Company had
decided, or whether he should be sent home for judgment when the
fleet returned. But meanwhile he was to have his liberty.</p>

<p>Then it was that Master Hunt, talking like the true man he
ever showed himself to be, advised Captain Smith to do in all
things, so far as the other members of the Council permitted, as
if nothing had gone awry, claiming that before we had been many
days in this land, those who had brought charges against him
would fail of making them good.</p>

<p>Had I been the one thus so grievously injured, the whole
company might have shipwrecked themselves before I would have
raised a hand, all of which goes to show that I had not learned
to rule my temper.</p>

<p>Captain Smith, however, agreed with all Master Hunt said, and
then it was that I was sent forward once more. My master went on
deck for the first time since we had left Martinique, walking to
and fro swiftly, as if it pleased him to have command of his legs
once more.</p>

<p>If Master Hunt and Master Wingfield had been able to bring the
others around to their way of thinking, Captain Smith would have
taken his rightful place in the Council without delay. Instead of
which, however, he remained on board the ship idle, when there
was much that he could have done better than any other, from the
day on which we came in sight of Virginia, which was the
fifteenth day of April, until the twenty-sixth day of June.</p>

<p>During all this time, those of the Council who were his
enemies claimed that they could prove he had laid plans to murder
all the chief men, and take his place as king; but yet they did
not do so, and my master refused to hold any parley with them,
except that he claimed he was innocent of all wrong in thought or
in act.</p>

<p>When the others of the fleet set off to spy out the land, my
master remained aboard the ship, still being a prisoner, except
so far that he wore no fetters, and I would not have left him
save he had commanded me sharply, for at that time, so sore was
his heart, that even a lad like me could now and then say some
word which might have in it somewhat of cheer.</p>

<p>During this time that Captain Smith was with the company and
yet not numbered as one of them, the other gentlemen explored the
country, and more than once was Nathaniel Peacock allowed to
accompany them, therefore did I hear much which otherwise would
not have been told me.</p>

<p>And what happened during these two months when the gentlemen
were much the same as quarreling among themselves, I shall set
down in as few words as possible, to the end that I may the
sooner come to that story of our life in the new village, which
some called James Fort, and others James Town, after King James
of England.</p>

<h1><a name="EXPLORING_THE_C"></a>EXPLORING THE COUNTRY</h1>

<p>When the shallop had been taken out of the hold of the Susan
Constant, and put together by the Carpenters, our people explored
the shores of the bay and the broad streams running into it,
meeting with savages here and there, and holding some little
converse with them. A few were found to be friendly, while others
appeared to think we were stealing their land by thus coming
among them.</p>

<p>One of the most friendly of the savages, so Nathaniel said,
having shown by making marks on the ground with his foot that he
wished to tell our people about the country, and having been
given a pen and paper, drew a map of the river with great care,
putting in the islands and waterfalls and mountains that our men
would come to, and afterward he even brought food to our people
such as wheat and little sweet nuts and berries.</p>

<p>I myself would have been pleased to go on shore and see these
strange people, but not being able to do so save at the cost of
leaving my master, I can only repeat some of the curious things
which Nathaniel Peacock told me. It must be known that there was
more than one nation, or tribe, of savages in this new land of
Virginia, and each had its king or chief, who was called the
werowance. I might set down the names of these tribes, and yet it
would be so much labor lost, because they are more like fanciful
than real words. As, for example, there were the Paspaheghes,
whose werowance was seemingly more friendly to our people than
were the others.</p>

<p>Again, there were the Rapahannas, who wore the legs of birds
through holes in their ears, and had all the hair on the right
side of their heads shaven closely.</p>

<p>It gives them much pleasure to dance, so Nathaniel said, he
having seen them jumping around more like so many wolves, rather
than human beings, for the space of half an hour, shouting and
singing all the while.</p>

<p>All the Indians smoked an herb called tobacco, which grows
abundantly in this land, and I have Nathaniel's word for it that
one savage had a tobacco pipe nearly a yard long, with the device
of a deer carved at the great end of it big enough to dash out
one's brains with.</p>

<p>There is very much more which might be said about these
savages that would be of interest; but I am minded now to leave
such stories for others to tell, and come to the day when Captain
Newport was ready to sail with the Susan Constant and the
Goodspeed back to England, for his share in the adventure was
only to bring us over from England, after which he had agreed to
return.</p>

<p>The pinnace was to be left behind for the use of us who
remained in the strange land. Before this time, meaning the
thirteenth day of May, the members of the Council had decided
upon the place where we were to build our village. It was to be
in the country of the Paspahegh Indians, at a certain spot near
the shore where the water runs so deep that our ships can lie
moored to the trees in six fathoms.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_PEOPLE_LAND"></a>THE PEOPLE LAND FROM THE
SHIPS</h1>

<p>Then it was that all the people went on shore, some to set up
the tents of cloth which we had brought with us to serve as
shelters before houses could be built; others to lay out a fort,
which it was needed should be made as early as possible because
of the savages, and yet a certain other number being told off to
stand guard against the brown men, who had already shown that
they could be most dangerous enemies.</p>

<p>My master went ashore, as a matter of course, with the others,
I sticking close to his side; but neither of us taking any part
in the work which had been begun, because the charges of
wickedness were still hanging over his head.</p>

<p>Had Captain Smith been allowed a voice in the Council, certain
it is he never would have chosen this place in which to make the
town, for he pointed out to me that the land lay so low that when
the river was at its height the dampness must be great, and,
therefore, exceeding unhealthful, while there was back of it such
an extent of forest, as made it most difficult to defend, in case
the savages came against us.</p>

<p>Captain Smith aided me in building for ourselves a hut in
front of an overhanging rock, with the branches of trees. It was
a poor shelter at the best; but he declared it would serve us
until such time as he was given his rightful place among the
people, or had been sent back a prisoner to England.</p>

<h1><a name="CAPTAIN_SMITH_P"></a>CAPTAIN SMITH PROVEN
INNOCENT</h1>

<p>This served us as a living place for many days, or until my
master was come into his own, as he did before the fort was
finished, when, on one certain morning, he demanded of the other
members of the Council that they put him on trial to learn
whether the charges could be proven or not, and this was done on
the day before Captain Newport was to take the ships back to
England.</p>

<p>There is little need for me to say that Captain Kendall's
stories of the plot, in which he said my master was concerned,
came to naught. There were none to prove that he had ever spoken
of such a matter, and the result of the trial was that they gave
him his rightful place at the head of the company. Before many
months were passed, all came to know that but for him the white
people in Jamestown would have come to their deaths.</p>

<h1><a name="WE_WHO_WERE_LEF"></a>WE WHO WERE LEFT BEHIND</h1>

<p>It was on the fifteenth day of June when the ships sailed out
of the Chesapeake Bay, leaving on the banks of the river we
called the James, a hundred men and boys, all told, to hold their
lives and their liberty against thousands upon thousands of naked
savages, who had already shown that they desired to be enemies
rather than friends. Even in the eyes of a boy, it was an odd
company to battle with the savages and the wilderness, for the
greater number were those who called themselves gentlemen, and
who believed it beneath their station to do any labor whatsoever,
therefore did it seem to me that this new town would be burdened
sorely with so many drones.</p>

<p>Master Hunt, the preacher, could in good truth call himself a
gentleman, and yet I myself saw him, within two hours after we
were landed, nailing a piece of timber between two trees that he
might stretch a square of sailcloth over it, thus making what
served as the first church in the country of Virginia. Yet
Captain Smith has said again and again, that the discourses of
Master Hunt under that poor shelter of cloth, were, to his mind,
more like the real praising of God, than any he had ever heard in
the costly buildings of the old world.</p>

<p>For the better understanding of certain things which happened
to us after we had begun to build the village of Jamestown, it
should be remembered that of all the savages in the country
roundabout, the most friendly were those who lived in the same
settlement with Powhatan, who was, so Captain Smith said, the
true head and king of all the Indians in Virginia.</p>

<h1><a name="BAKING_BREAD_WI"></a>BAKING BREAD WITHOUT OVENS</h1>

<p>It was in this town of Powhatan's that I discovered how to
bake bread without an oven or other fire than what might be built
on the open ground, and it was well I had my eyes open at that
time, otherwise Captain Smith and I had gone supperless to bed
again and again, for there were many days when our stomachs cried
painfully because of emptiness.</p>

<p>While my master was talking with the king, Powhatan, on
matters concerning affairs at Jamestown, I saw an Indian girl,
whose name I afterward came to know was Pocahontas, making bread,
and observed her carefully. She had white meal, but whether of
barley, or the wheat called Indian corn, or Guinny wheat I could
not say, and this she mixed into a paste with hot water; making
it of such thickness that it could easily be rolled into little
balls or cakes.</p>

<p>After the mixture had been thus shaped, she dropped the balls
into a pot of boiling water, letting them stay there until well
soaked, when she laid them on a smooth stone in front of the fire
until they had hardened and browned like unto bread that has been
cooked in the oven.</p>

<p>But I have set myself to the task of telling how we of
Jamestown lived during that time when my master was much the same
as the head of the government, and it is not well to begin the
story with bread making.</p>

<h1><a name="AN_UNEQUAL_DIVI"></a>AN UNEQUAL DIVISION OF
LABOR</h1>

<p>First I must explain upon what terms these people, the greater
number of whom called themselves gentlemen, and therefore claimed
to be ashamed to labor with their hands, had come together under
control of those merchants in London, who were known as the
London Company.</p>

<p>No person in the town of James was allowed to own any land
except as he had his share of the whole. Every one was expected
to work for the good of the village, and whatsoever of crops was
raised, belonged to all the people. It was not permitted that the
more industrious should plant the land and claim that which grew
under their toil.</p>

<p>Ours was supposed to be one big family, with each laboring to
help the others at the same time he helped himself, and the
result was that those who worked only a single hour each day, had
as much of the general stores as he who remained in the field
from morning until night.</p>

<p>Although my master had agreed to this plan before the fleet
sailed from England, he soon came to understand that it was not
the best for a new land, where it was needed that each person
should labor to the utmost of his powers.</p>

<p>The London Company had provided a certain number of tents made
of cloth, which were supposed to be enough to give shelter to all
the people, and yet, because those who had charge of the matter
had made a mistake, through ignorance or for the sake of gain,
there were no more than would provide for the members of the
Council, who appeared to think they should be lodged in better
fashion than those who were not in authority.</p>

<p>My master could well have laid claim to one of these cloth
houses; but because of the charges which had been made against
him by Captain Kendall and Captain Martin, the sting of which yet
remained, he chose to live by himself. Thus it was that he and I
threw up the roof of branches concerning which I have spoken; but
it was only to shelter us until better could be built.</p>

<h1><a name="BUILDING_A_HOUS"></a>BUILDING A HOUSE OF LOGS</h1>

<p>While the others were hunting here and there for the gold
which it had been said could be picked up in Virginia as one
gathers acorns in the old world, Captain Smith set about making a
house of logs such as would protect him from the storms of winter
as well as from the summer sun.</p>

<p>This he did by laying four logs on the ground in the form of a
square, and so cutting notches in the ends of each that when it
was placed on the top of another, and at right angles with it,
the hewn portions would interlock, one with the other, holding
all firmly in place. On top of these, other huge tree trunks were
laid with the same notching of the ends. It was a vast amount of
labor, thus to roll up the heavy logs in the form of a square
until a pen or box had been made as high as a man's head, and
then over that was built a roof of logs fastened together with
wooden pins, or pegs, for iron nails were all too scarce and
costly to be used for such purpose.</p>

<p>When the house had been built thus far, the roof was formed of
no more than four or five logs on which a thatching of grass was
to be laid later, and the ends, in what might be called the "peak
of the roof," were open to the weather. Then it was that roughly
hewn planks, or logs split into three or four strips, called
puncheons, were pegged with wooden nails on the sides, or ends,
where doors or windows were to be made.</p>

<p>Then the space inside this framework was sawed out, and behold
you had a doorway, or the opening for a window, to be filled in
afterward as time and material with which to work might
permit.</p>

<p>After this had been done, the ends under the roof were covered
with yet more logs, sawn to the proper length and pegged
together, until, save for the crevices between the timbers, the
whole gave protection against the weather.</p>

<p>Then came the work of thatching the roof, which was done by
the branches of trees, dried grass, or bark. My master put on
first a layer of branches from which the leaves had been
stripped, and over that we laid coarse grass to the depth of six
or eight inches, binding the same down with small saplings
running from one side to the other, to the number of ten on each
slope of the roof. To me was given the task of closing up the
crevices between the logs with mud and grass mixed, and this I
did the better because Nathaniel Peacock worked with me, doing
his full share of the labor.</p>

<h1><a name="KEEPING_HOUSE"></a>KEEPING HOUSE</h1>

<p>When we came ashore from the ships, no one claimed Nathaniel
as servant, and he, burning to be in my company, asked Captain
Smith's permission to enter his employ. My master replied that it
had not been in his mind there should be servants and lords in
this new world of Virginia, where one was supposed to be on the
same footing as another; but if Nathaniel were minded to live
under the same roof with us, and would cheerfully perform his
full share of the labor, it might be as he desired.</p>

<p>Because our house was the first to be put up in the new
village, and, being made of logs, was by far the best shelter,
even in comparison with the tents of cloth, Nathaniel and I
decided that it should be the most homelike, if indeed that could
be compassed where were no women to keep things cleanly. I am in
doubt as to whether Captain Smith, great traveler and brave
adventurer though he was, had even realized that with only men to
perform the household duties, there would be much lack of
comfort.</p>

<p>The floor of the house was only the bare earth beaten down
hard. We lads made brooms, by tying the twigs of trees to a
stick, which was not what might be called a good makeshift, and
yet with such we kept the inside of our home far more cleanly
than were some of the tents.</p>

<h1><a name="LACK_OF_CLEANLI"></a>LACK OF CLEANLINESS IN THE
VILLAGE</h1>

<p>There were many who believed, because there were no women in
our midst, we should spare our labor in the way of keeping
cleanly, and before we had been in the new village a week, the
floors of many of the dwellings were littered with dirt of
various kinds, until that which should have been a home, looked
more like a place in which swine are kept.</p>

<p>From the very first day we came ashore, good Master Hunt went
about urging that great effort be made to keep the houses, and
the paths around them, cleanly, saying that unless we did so,
there was like to be a sickness come among us. With some his
preaching did good, but by far the greater number, and these
chiefly to be found among the self called gentlemen, gave no
heed.</p>

<p>It was as if these lazy ones delighted in filth. Again and
again have I seen one or another throw the scrapings of the
trencher bowls just outside the door of the tent or hut, where
those who came or went must of a necessity tread upon them, and
one need not struggle hard to realize what soon was the condition
of the village.</p>

<p>After a heavy shower many of the paths were covered ankle deep
with filth of all kinds, and when the sun shone warm and bright,
the stench was too horrible to be described by ordinary
words.</p>

<h1><a name="CAVE_HOMES"></a>CAVE HOMES</h1>

<p>There were other kinds of homes, and quite a number of them,
that were made neither of cloth nor of logs. These were holes dug
in the side of small hillocks until a sleeping room had been
made, when the front part was covered with brush or logs, built
outward from the hill to form a kitchen.</p>

<p>During a storm these cave homes were damp, often times
actually muddy, and those who slept therein were but inviting the
mortal sickness that came all too soon among us, until it was as
if the Angel of Death had taken possession of Jamestown.</p>

<p>Captain Smith said everything he could to persuade these
people, who were content to live in a hole in the ground, that
they were little better than beasts of the field.</p>

<p>But so long as the foolish ones continued to believe this new
world was much the same as filled with gold and silver, so long
they wasted their time searching.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_GOLDEN_FEVE"></a>THE GOLDEN FEVER</h1>

<p>But for this golden fever, which attacked the gentlemen more
fiercely than it did the common people, the story of Jamestown
would not have been one of disaster brought about by willful
heedlessness and stupidity.</p>

<p>Again and again did Captain Smith urge that crops be planted,
while it was yet time, in order that there might be food at hand
when the winter came; but he had not yet been allowed to take his
place in the Council, and those who had the thirst for gold
strong upon them, taunted him with the fact that he had no right
to raise his voice above the meanest of the company. They refused
to listen when he would have spoken with them as a friend, and
laughed him to scorn when he begged that they take heed to their
own lives.</p>

<p>I cannot understand why our people were so crazy. Even though
Nathaniel and I were but lads, with no experience of adventure
such as was before us, we could realize that unless a man plants
he may not reap, and because we had been hungry many a time in
London town, we knew full well that when the season had passed
there was like to be a famine among us.</p>

<p>I can well understand, now that I am a man grown, why our
people were so careless regarding the future, for everywhere
around us was food in plenty. Huge flocks of wild swans circled
above our heads, trumpeting the warning that winter would come
before gold could be found. Wild geese, cleaving the air in wedge
shaped line, honked harshly that the season for gathering stores
of food was passing, while at times, on a dull morning, it was as
if the waters of the bay were covered completely with ducks of
many kinds.</p>

<h1><a name="DUCKS_AND_OYSTE"></a>DUCKS AND OYSTERS</h1>

<p>I have heard Captain Smith say more than once, that he had
seen flocks of ducks a full mile wide and five or six miles long,
wherein canvasbacks, mallard, widgeon, redheads, dottrel,
sheldrake, and teal swam wing to wing, actually crowding each
other. When such flocks rose in the air, the noise made by their
wings was like unto the roaring of a tempest at sea.</p>

<p>Then there was bed after bed of oysters, many of which were
uncovered at ebb tide, when a hungry man might stand and eat his
fill of shellfish, never one of them less than six inches long,
and many twice that size. It is little wonder that the gold
crazed men refused to listen while my master warned them that the
day might come when they would be hungry to the verge of
starvation.</p>

<p>Now perhaps you will like to hear how we two lads, bred in
London town, with never a care as to how our food had been
cooked, so that we had enough with which to fill our stomachs,
made shift to prepare meals that could be eaten by Captain Smith,
for so we did after taking counsel with the girl Pocahontas from
Powhatan's village.</p>

<h1><a name="ROASTING_OYSTER"></a>ROASTING OYSTERS</h1>

<p>In the first place, the shell fish called oysters are readily
cooked, or may be eaten raw with great satisfaction. I know not
what our people of Virginia would have done without them, and yet
it was only by chance or accident that we came to learn how
nourishing they are.</p>

<p>A company of our gentlemen had set off to explore the country
very shortly after we came ashore from the fleet, and while going
through that portion of the forest which borders upon the bay,
happened upon four savages who were cooking something over the
fire.</p>

<p>The Indians ran away in alarm, and, on coming up to discover
what the brown men had which was good to eat, the explorers found
a large number of oysters roasting on the coals. Through
curiosity, one of our gentlemen tasted of the fish, and, much to
his surprise, found it very agreeable to the stomach.</p>

<p>Before telling his companions the result of his experiment, he
ate all the oysters that had been cooked, which were more than
two dozen large ones, and then, instead of exploring the land any
further on that day, our gentlemen spent their time gathering and
roasting the very agreeable fish.</p>

<p>As a matter of course, the news of this discovery spread
throughout the settlement, and straightway every person was
eating oysters; but they soon tired of them, hankering after
wheat of some kind.</p>

<p>Among those who served some of the gentlemen even as Nathaniel
and I aimed to serve Captain Smith, was James Brumfield, a lazy,
shiftless lad near to seventeen years old. Being hungry, and not
inclined to build a fire, because it would be necessary to gather
fuel, he ventured to taste of a raw oyster. Finding it pleasant
to the mouth, he actually gorged himself until sickness put an
end to the gluttonous meal.</p>

<p>It can thus be seen that even though Nathaniel and I had never
been apprenticed to a cook, it was not difficult for us to serve
our master with oysters roasted or raw, laid on that which
answered in the stead of a table, in their own shells.</p>

<h1><a name="LEARNING_TO_COO"></a>LEARNING TO COOK OTHER
THINGS</h1>

<p>Then again the Indian girl had shown us how to boil beans,
peas, Indian corn, and pumpkins together, making a kind of
porridge which is most pleasant, and affords a welcome change
from oysters; but the great drawback is that we are not able to
come at the various things needed for the making of it, except
when our gentlemen have been fortunate in trading with the brown
men, which is not often.</p>

<p>This Indian corn, pounded and boiled until soft, is a dish
Captain Smith eats of with an appetite, provided it is well
salted, and one does not need to be a king's cook in order to
make it ready for the table. The pounding is the hardest and most
difficult portion of the task, for the kernels are exceeding
flinty, and fly off at a great distance when struck a glancing
blow.</p>

<p>Nathaniel and I have brought inside our house a large, flat
rock, on which we pound the corn, and one of us is kept busy
picking up the grains that fly here and there as if possessed of
an evil spirit. Newsamp is the name which the savages give to
this cooking of wheat.</p>

<p>I have an idea that when we get a mill for grinding, it will
be possible to break the kernels easily and quickly between the
millstones, without crushing a goodly portion of them to
meal.</p>

<p>When the Indian corn is young, that is to say, before it has
grown hard, the ears as plucked from the stalks may be roasted
before the coals with great profit, and when we would give our
master something unusually pleasing, Nathaniel and I go abroad in
search of the gardens made by the savages, where we may get, by
bargaining, a supply of roasting ears.</p>

<p>With a trencher of porridge, and a dozen roasting ears,
together with a half score of the bread balls such as I have
already written about, Captain Smith can satisfy his hunger with
great pleasure, and then it is that he declares he has the most
comfortable home in all Virginia, thanks to his "houseboys," as
he is pleased to call us.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_SWEET_POTAT"></a>THE SWEET POTATO ROOT</h1>

<p>The Indians have roots, which some of our gentlemen call sweet
potatoes, which are by no means unpleasant to the taste, the only
difficulty being that we cannot get any great quantity of them.
Our master declares that when we make a garden, this root shall
be the first thing planted, and after it has ripened, we will
have some cooked every day.</p>

<p>Nathaniel and I have no trouble in preparing the root, for it
may be roasted in the ashes, boiled into a pudding which should
be well salted, or mixed with the meal of Indian corn and made
into a kind of sweet cake.</p>

<p>However, we lads have not had good success in baking this last
dish, because of the ashes which fly out of the fire when the
wind blows ever so slightly. Captain Smith declares that he would
rather have the ashes without the meal and sweet potato, if
indeed he must eat any, but of course when he speaks thus, it is
only in the way of making sport.</p>

<p>Captain Kendall, who, because he has made two voyages to the
Indies, believes himself a wondrously wise man, says that he who
eats sweet potatoes at least once each day will not live above
seven years, and he who eats them twice every day will become
blind, after which all his teeth will drop out.</p>

<p>Because of this prediction, many of our gentlemen are not
willing even so much as to taste of the root, but Captain Smith
says that wise men may grow fat where fools starve, therefore he
gathers up all the sweet potatoes which the others have thrown
away, for they please him exceeding well.</p>

<h1><a name="A_TOUCH_OF_HOME"></a>A TOUCH OF HOMESICKNESS</h1>

<p>There is no need for me to say that it makes both Nathaniel
and me glad to be praised by our master, because we keep the
house cleanly and strive to serve the food in such a manner as
not to offend the eye; but we would willingly dispense with such
welcome words if thereby it would be possible to see a woman
messing around the place.</p>

<p>Strive as boys may, they cannot attend to household matters as
do girls or women, who have been brought into the world knowing
how to perform such tasks, and it is more homelike to see them
around.</p>

<p>Nathaniel and I often picture to each other what this village
of Jamestown would be if in each camp, cave, or log hut a woman
was in command, and ever when we talk thus comes into my heart a
sickness for the old homes of England, even though after my
mother died there was none for me; but yet it would do me a world
of good even to look upon a housewife. A most friendly gentleman
is Master Hunt, and even though he is so far above me in station,
I never fail of getting a kindly greeting when I am so fortunate
as to meet him. He comes often to see Captain Smith, for the two
talk long and earnestly over the matter of the Council, and at
such times it is as if he went out of his way to give me a good
word.</p>

<h1><a name="MASTER_HUNT_S_P"></a>MASTER HUNT'S PREACHING</h1>

<p>Therefore it is that I go to hear him preach whenever the
people are summoned to a meeting beneath the square of canvas in
the wood, and more than once I have heard from him that which has
taken the sickness for home out of my heart. Our people are not
inclined to listen to him in great numbers, however. I have never
seen above twenty at one time, the others being busy in the
search for gold, or trying to decide among themselves as to how
it may best be found.</p>

<p>More than once have I heard Master Hunt say, while talking
privately with my master, that there would be greater hope for
this village of ours if we had more laborers and less gentlemen,
for in a new land it is only work that can win in the battle
against the savages and the wilderness.</p>

<p>Four carpenters, one blacksmith, two bricklayers, a mason, a
sailor, a barber, a tailor, and a drummer make up the list of
skilled workmen, if, indeed, one who can do nothing save drum may
be called a laborer. To these may be added twelve serving men and
four boys. All the others are gentlemen, or, as Master Hunt puts
it, drones expecting to live through the mercy of God whom they
turn their backs upon.</p>

<h1><a name="NEGLECTING_TO_P"></a>NEGLECTING TO PROVIDE FOR THE
FUTURE</h1>

<p>The one thing which seemed most surprising to us lads, after
Captain Smith had called it to our notice, was that these people,
who knew there could be no question but that the winter would
find them in Jamestown, when there could be neither roasting
ears, peas, beans, nor fowls of the air to be come at, made no
provision for a harvest.</p>

<p>Captain Smith, not being allowed to raise his voice in the
Council, could only speak as one whose words have little weight,
since he was not in authority; but he lost no opportunity of
telling these gold seekers that only those who sowed might reap,
and unless seed was put into the ground, there would be no crops
to serve as food during the winter.</p>

<p>Even Master Wingfield, the President of the Council, refused
to listen when my master would have spoken to him as a friend. He
gave more heed to exploring the land, than to what might be our
fate in the future. He would not even allow the gentlemen to make
such a fort as might withstand an assault by the savages, seeming
to think it of more importance to know what was to be found on
the banks of this river or of that, than to guard against those
brown people who daily gave token of being unfriendly.</p>

<p>The serving men and laborers were employed in making
clapboards that we might have a cargo with which to fill one of
Captain Newport's ships when he returned from England, according
to the plans of the London Company. The gentlemen roamed here or
there, seeking the yellow metal which had much the same as caused
a madness among them; and, save in the case of Master Hunt and
Captain Smith, none planted even the smallest garden.</p>

<h1><a name="SURPRISED_BY_SA"></a>SURPRISED BY SAVAGES</h1>

<p>The fort, as it was called, had been built only of the
branches of trees, and might easily have been overrun by savages
bent on doing us harm.</p>

<p>It was while Master Wingfield, with thirty of the gentlemen,
was gone to visit Powhatan's village, and the others were hunting
for gold, leaving only my master and the preacher to look after
the serving men and the laborers, that upward of an hundred naked
savages suddenly came down upon us, counting to make an end of
all who were in the town.</p>

<p>It was a most fearsome sight to see the brown men, their
bodies painted with many colors, carrying bows and arrows, dash
out from among the trees bent on taking our lives, and for what
seemed a very long while our people ran here and there like ants
whose nest has been broken in upon.</p>

<p>Captain Smith gave no heed to his own safety; but shouted for
all to take refuge in our house of logs, while Master Hunt did
what he might to aid in the defence; yet, because there had been
no exercise at arms, nor training, that each should know what was
his part at such a time, seventeen of the people were wounded,
some grievously, and one boy, James Brumfield of whom I have
already spoken, was killed by an arrow piercing his eye.</p>

<h1><a name="STRENGTHENING_T"></a>STRENGTHENING THE FORT</h1>

<p>Next day, when Master Wingfield and his following came in,
none the better for having gone to Powhatan's village, all
understood that it would have been wiser had they listened to my
master when he counseled them to take exercise at arms, and
straightway all the men were set about making a fort with a
palisade, which last is the name for a fence built of logs set on
end, side by side, in the ground, and rising so high that the
enemy may not climb over it. This work took all the time of the
laborers until the summer was gone, and in the meanwhile the
gentlemen made use of the stores left us by the fleet, until
there remained no more than one half pint of wheat to each man
for a day's food.</p>

<p>The savages strove by day and by night to murder us, till it
was no longer safe to go in search of oysters or wildfowl, and
from wheat which had lain so long in the holds of the ships that
nearly every grain in it had a worm, did we get our only
nourishment.</p>

<p>The labor of building the palisade was most grievous, and it
was not within the power of man to continue it while eating such
food; therefore the sickness came upon us, when it was as if all
had been condemned to die.</p>

<h1><a name="A_TIME_OF_SICKN"></a>A TIME OF SICKNESS AND
DEATH</h1>

<p>The first who went out from among us, was John Asbie, on the
sixth of August. Three days later George Flowers followed him. On
the tenth of the same month William Bruster, one of the
gentlemen, died of a wound given by the savages while he was
searching for gold, and two others laid down their lives within
the next eight and forty hours.</p>

<p>Then the deaths came rapidly, gentlemen as well as serving men
or laborers, until near eighty of our company were either in the
grave, or unable to move out of such shelters as served as
houses.</p>

<p>A great fear came upon all, save that my master held his head
as high as ever, and went here and there with Master Hunt to do
what he might toward soothing the sick and comforting the
dying.</p>

<p>It was on the twentieth day of August when Captain Bartholomew
Gosnold, one of the Council, died, and then Master Wingfield
forgot all else save his own safety. More than one in our village
declared that he was making ready the pinnace that he might run
away from us, as if the Angel of Death could be escaped from by
flight.</p>

<p>It was starvation brought about by sheer neglect, together
with lying upon the bare ground and drinking of the river water,
which by this time was very muddy, that had brought us to such a
pass.</p>

<p>Save for the king, Powhatan, and some few of the other savages
in authority, we must all have died; but when there were only
five in all our company able to stand without aid, God touched
the hearts of these Indians. They, who had lately been trying to
kill us, suddenly came to do what they might toward saving our
lives after a full half of the company were in the grave.</p>

<p>They brought food such as was needed to nourish us, and within
a short time the greater number of us who were left alive, could
go about, but only with difficulty. It was a time of terror, of
suffering, and of close acquaintance with death such as I cannot
set down in words, for even at this late day the thought of what
we then endured chills my heart.</p>

<p>When we had been restored to health and strength, and were no
longer hungry, thanks to those who had been our bitter enemies,
the chief men of the village began to realize that my master had
not only given good advice on all occasions, but stood among them
bravely when the President of the Council was making preparations
to run away.</p>

<h1><a name="CAPTAIN_SMITH_G"></a>CAPTAIN SMITH GAINS
AUTHORITY</h1>

<p>There was but little idle talk made by the members of the
Council in deciding that Master Wingfield should be deprived of
his office, and Master Ratcliffe set in his place. Captain Smith
was called upon to take his proper position in the government,
and, what was more, to him they gave the direction of all matters
outside the town, which was much the same as putting him in
authority over even the President himself.</p>

<p>It was greatly to my pleasure that Captain Smith lost no time
in exercising the power which had been given him. Nor was he at
all gentle in dealing with those men who disdained to soil their
hands by working, yet were willing to spend one day, and every
day, searching for gold, without raising a finger toward adding
to the general store, but at the same time claiming the right to
have so much of food as would not only satisfy their hunger, but
minister to their gluttony.</p>

<p>Nathaniel and I heard our master talking over the matter with
the preacher, on the night the Council had given him full charge
of everything save the dealings which might be had later with the
London Company, therefore it was that we knew there would be
different doings on the morrow.</p>

<p>Greatly did we rejoice thereat, for Jamestown had become as
slovenly and ill kempt a village as ever the sun shone upon.</p>

<p>Now it must be set down that these gentlemen of ours, when not
searching for gold, were wont to play at bowls in the lanes and
paths, that they might have amusement while the others were
working, and woe betide the serving man or laborer, who by
accident interfered with their sports.</p>

<p>On this day, after the conversation with Master Hunt, all was
changed. Captain Smith began his duties as guardian and director
of the village by causing it to be proclaimed through the mouth
of Nicholas Skot, our drummer, that there would be no more
playing at bowls in the streets of Jamestown while it was
necessary that very much work should be performed, and this
spoken notice also stated, that whosoever dared to disobey the
command should straightway be clapped into the stocks.</p>

<h1><a name="DISAGREEABLE_ME"></a>DISAGREEABLE MEASURES OF
DISCIPLINE</h1>

<p>Lest there should be any question as to whether my master
intended to carry out this threat or no, William Laxon, one of
the carpenters, was forthwith set to work building stocks in
front of the tent where lived Master Ratcliffe, the new President
of the Council. Nor was this the only change disagreeable to our
gentlemen, which Captain Smith brought about. No sooner had
Nicholas Skot proclaimed the order that whosoever played at bowls
should be set in the stocks, than he was commanded to turn about
and announce with all the strength of his lungs, so that every
one in the village might hear and understand, that those who
would not work should not have whatsoever to eat.</p>

<p>Verily this was a hard blow to the gentlemen of our company,
who prided themselves upon never having done with their hands
that which was useful. One would have thought my master had made
this rule for his own particular pleasure, for straightway those
of the gentlemen who could least hold their tempers in check,
gathered in the tent which Master Wingfield had taken for his
own, and there agreed among themselves that if Captain Smith
persisted in such brutal rule, they would overturn all the
authority in the town, and end by setting the Captain himself in
the stocks which William Laxon was then making. It so chanced
that Master Hunt overheard these threats at the time they were
made, and, like a true friend and good citizen, reported the same
to Captain Smith.</p>

<p>Whereupon my master chose a certain number from among those of
the gentlemen who had become convinced that sharp measures were
necessary if we of Jamestown would live throughout the winter,
commanding that they make careful search of every tent, cave, hut
or house in the village, taking therefrom all that was eatable,
and storing it in the log house which had been put up for the
common use.</p>

<p>Then he appointed Kellam Throgmorton, a gentleman who was well
able to hold his own against any who might attempt to oppose him,
to the office of guardian of the food, giving strict orders that
nothing whatsoever which could be eaten, should be given to those
who did not present good proof of having done a full day's
labor.</p>

<p>Of course the people who lay sick were excused from such
order, and Master Hunt was chosen to make up a list of those who
must be fed, yet who were not able to work by reason of
illness.</p>

<h1><a name="SIGNS_OF_REBELL"></a>SIGNS OF REBELLION</h1>

<p>Now it can well be understood that such measures as these
caused no little in the way of rebellion, and during the two
hours Nicholas Skot cried the proclamation through the streets
and lanes of the village, the gentlemen who had determined to
resist Captain Smith were in a fine state of ferment.</p>

<p>It was as if a company of crazy men had been suddenly let
loose among us. Not content with plotting secretly against my
master, they must needs swagger about, advising others to join
them in their rebellion, and everywhere could be heard oaths and
threats, in such language as was like to cause honest men's hair
to stand on end.</p>

<p>For a short time Nathaniel Peacock and I actually trembled
with fear, believing the house of logs would be pulled down over
our heads, for no less than a dozen of the so called gentlemen
were raging and storming outside; but disturbing Captain Smith
not one whit. He sat there, furbishing his matchlock as if having
nothing better with which to occupy the time; but, as can well be
fancied, drinking in every word of mutiny which was uttered.</p>

<p>Then, as if he would saunter out for a stroll, the captain
left the house, which was much the same as inviting these
disorderly ones to attack him; but they lacked the courage, for
he went to the fort without being molested.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_SECOND_PROC"></a>THE SECOND PROCLAMATION</h1>

<p>It seemed to me as if no more than half an hour had passed
before Nicholas Skot was making another proclamation, and this
time to the effect that whosoever, after that moment, was heard
uttering profane words, should have a can full of cold water
poured down his sleeve.</p>

<p>On hearing this, the unruly ones laughed in derision and
straightway began to shout forth such a volley of oaths as I had
never heard during a drunken brawl in the streets of London.</p>

<p>It was not long, however, that they were thus allowed to shame
decent people. Down from the fort came Captain Smith, with six
stout men behind him, and in a twinkling there was as hot a fight
within twenty paces of Master Ratcliffe's tent, as could be well
imagined.</p>

<p>And the result of it all was, much to the satisfaction of
Nathaniel and myself, that every one of these men who had amused
themselves by uttering the vilest of oaths, had a full can of the
coldest water that could be procured, poured down the sleeve of
his doublet.</p>

<p>The method of doing it was comical, if one could forget how
serious was the situation. Two of my master's followers would
pounce upon the fellow who was making the air blue with oaths,
and, throwing him to the ground, hold him there firmly while the
third raised his arm and carefully poured the water down the
sleeve.</p>

<p>Now you may fancy that this was not very harsh treatment; but
I afterward heard those who had been thus punished, say that they
would choose five or six stout lashes on their backs, rather than
take again such a dose as was dealt out on that day after John
Smith was made captain and commander, or whatsoever you choose to
call his office, in the village of Jamestown.</p>

<h1><a name="BUILDING_A_FORT"></a>BUILDING A FORTIFIED
VILLAGE</h1>

<p>There is little need for me to say that these were not the
only reforms which my master brought about, after having waited
long enough for our lazy gentlemen to understand that unless they
set their hands to labor they could not eat from the general
store.</p>

<p>He straightway set these idle ones to work building houses,
declaring that if the sickness which had come among us was to be
checked, our people must no longer sleep upon the ground, or in
caves where the moisture gathered all around them.</p>

<p>He marked out places whereon log dwellings should be placed,
in such manner that when the houses had been set up, they would
form a square, and, as I heard him tell Master Hunt, it was his
intention to have all the buildings surrounded by a palisade in
which should be many gates.</p>

<p>Thus, when all was finished, he would have a fort-like
village, wherein the people could rest without fear of what the
savages might be able to do.</p>

<p>By the time such work was well under way, and our gentlemen
laboring as honest men should, after learning that it was
necessary so to do unless they were willing to go hungry, Captain
Smith set about adding to our store of food, for it was not to be
supposed that we could depend for any length of time upon what
the Indians might give us, and the winter would be long.</p>

<h1><a name="TRAPPING_TURKEY"></a>TRAPPING TURKEYS</h1>

<p>The wild turkeys had appeared in the forest in great numbers,
but few had been killed by our people because of the savages,
many of whom were not to be trusted, even though the chiefs of
three tribes professed to be friendly. It was this fact which had
prevented us from doing much in the way of hunting.</p>

<p>Now that we were in such stress for food, and since all had
turned laborers, whether willingly or no, much in the way of
provisions was needed. Captain Smith set about taking the turkeys
as he did about most other matters, which is to say, that it was
done in a thorough manner.</p>

<p>Instead of being forced to spend at least one charge of powder
for each fowl killed, he proposed that we trap them, and showed
how it might be done, according to his belief.</p>

<p>Four men were told off to do the work, and they were kept busy
cutting saplings and trimming them down until there was nothing
left save poles from fifteen to twenty feet long. Then, with
these poles laid one above the other, a square pen was made, and
at the top was a thatching of branches, so that no fowl larger
than a pigeon might go through.</p>

<p>From one side of this trap, or turkey pen, was dug a ditch
perhaps two feet deep, and the same in width, running straightway
into the thicket where the turkeys were in the custom of
roosting, for a distance of twenty feet or more. This ditch was
carried underneath the side of the pen, where was an opening
hardly more than large enough for one turkey to pass through.
Corn was scattered along the whole length of the ditch, and thus
was the trap set.</p>

<p>The turkeys, on finding the trail of corn, would follow
hurriedly along, like the gluttons they are, with the idea of
coming upon a larger hoard, and thus pass through into the pen.
Once inside they were trapped securely, for the wild turkey holds
his head so high that he can never see the way out through a hole
which is at a level with his feet.</p>

<p>It was a most ingenious contrivance, and on the first morning
after it had been set at night, we had fifty plump fellows
securely caged, when it was only necessary to enter the trap by
crawling through the top, and kill them at our leisure.</p>

<p>It may be asked how we made shift to cook such a thing as a
turkey, other than by boiling it in a kettle, and this can be
told in very few words, for it was a simple matter after once you
had become accustomed to it.</p>

<h1><a name="A_CRUDE_KIND_OF"></a>A CRUDE KIND OF CHIMNEY</h1>

<p>First you must know, however, that when our houses of logs had
been built, we had nothing with which to make a chimney such as
one finds in London. We had no bricks, and although, mayhap, flat
rocks might have been found enough for two or three, there was no
mortar in the whole land of Virginia with which to fasten them
together.</p>

<p>Therefore it was we were forced to build a chimney of logs,
laying it up on the outside much as we had the house, but
plentifully besmearing it with mud on the inside, and chinking
the crevices with moss and clay.</p>

<p>When this had been done, a hole was cut for the smoke,
directly through the side of the house. The danger of setting the
building on fire was great; but we strove to guard against it so
much as possible by plastering a layer of mud over the wood, and
by keeping careful watch when we had a roaring fire. Oftentimes
were we forced to stop in the task of cooking, take all the
vessels from the coals, and throw water upon the blazing
logs.</p>

<p>The chimney was a rude affair, of course, and perhaps if we
had had women among us, they would have claimed that no cooking
could be done, when all the utensils were placed directly on the
burning wood, or hung above it with chains fastened to the top of
the fireplace; but when lads like Nathaniel and me, who had never
had any experience in cooking with proper tools, set about the
task, it did not seem difficult, for we were accustomed to
nothing else.</p>

<h1><a name="COOKING_A_TURKE"></a>COOKING A TURKEY</h1>

<p>And this is how we could roast a turkey: after drawing the
entrails from the bird, we filled him full of chinquapin nuts,
which grow profusely in this land, and are, perhaps, of some
relation to the chestnut. An oaken stick, sufficiently long to
reach from one side of the fireplace to the other, and trimmed
with knives until it was no larger around than the ramrod of a
matchlock, forms our spit, and this we thrust through the body of
the bird from end to end. A pile of rocks on either side of the
fireplace, at a proper distance from the burning wood, serves as
rests for the ends of the wooden spit, and when thus placed the
bird will be cooked in front of the fire, if whosoever is
attending to the labor turns the carcass from time to time, so
that each portion may receive an equal amount of heat.</p>

<p>I am not pretending to say that this is a skillful method of
cooking; but if you had been with us in Jamestown, and were as
hungry as we often were, a wild turkey filled with chinquapin
nuts, and roasted in such fashion, would make a very agreeable
dinner.</p>

<p>We were put to it for a table; but yet a sort of shelf made
from a plank roughly split out of the trunk of a tree, and
furnished with two legs on either end, was not as awkward as one
may fancy, for we had no chairs on which to sit while eating; but
squatted on the ground, and this low bench served our purpose as
well as a better piece of furniture would have done.</p>

<p>When the captain was at home, he carved the bird with his
hunting knife, and one such fowl would fill the largest trencher
bowl we had among us.</p>

<p>Nor could we be overly nice while eating, and since we had no
napkins on which to wipe our fingers, a plentiful supply of water
was necessary to cleanse one's hands, for these wild turkeys are
overly fat in the months of September and October, and he who
holds as much of the cooked flesh in his hand as is needed for a
hearty dinner, squeezes therefrom a considerable amount in the
way of grease.</p>

<p>We were better off for vessels in which to put our food, than
in many other respects, for we had of trencher bowls an
abundance, and the London Company had outfitted us with ware of
iron, or of brass, or of copper, until our poor table seemed
laden with an exceeding rich store.</p>

<h1><a name="CANDLES_OR_RUSH"></a>CANDLES OR RUSHLIGHTS</h1>

<p>To provide lights for ourselves, now that the evenings were
grown longer, was a much more difficult task than to cook without
proper conveniences, for it cost considerable labor. We had our
choice between the candle wood, as the pitch pine is called, or
rushlights, which last are made by stripping the outer bark from
common rushes, thus leaving the pith bare; then dipping these in
tallow, or grease, and allowing them to harden. In such manner
did we get makeshifts for candles, neither pleasing to the eye
nor affording very much in the way of light; yet they served in a
certain degree to dispel the darkness when by reason of storm we
were shut in the dwellings, and made the inside of the house very
nearly cheerful in appearance.</p>

<p>To get the tallow or grease with which to make these
rushlights, we saved the fat of the deer, or the bear, or even a
portion of the grease from turkeys, and, having gathered
sufficient for the candle making, mixed them all in one pot for
melting.</p>

<p>The task of gathering the candle wood was more pleasing, and
yet oftentimes had in it more of work, for it was the knots of
the trees which gave the better light, and we might readily
fasten them upon an iron skewer, or rod, which was driven into
the side of the house for such purpose.</p>

<p>Some of our people, who were too lazy to search for knots,
split the wood into small sticks, each about the size of a goose
quill, and, standing three or four in a vessel filled with sand,
gained as much in the way of light as might be had from one pine
knot.</p>

<p>Of course, those who were overly particular, would find fault
with the smoke from this candle wood, and complain of the tar
which oozed from it; but one who lives in the wilderness must not
expect to have all the luxuries that can be procured in
London.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_VISIT_OF_PO"></a>THE VISIT OF POCAHONTAS</h1>

<p>We had a visitor from the village of Powhatan very soon after
Captain Smith took command of Jamestown to such an extent that
the gentlemen were forced to work and to speak without oaths,
through fear of getting too much cold water inside the sleeves of
their doublets.</p>

<p>This visitor was the same Indian girl I had seen making bread,
and quite by chance our house was the first she looked into,
which caused me much pride, for I believed she was attracted to
it because it was more cleanly than many of the others.</p>

<p>We were all at home when she came, being about to partake of
the noonday meal, which was neither more nor less than a big
turkey weighing more than two score pounds, and roasted to a
brownness which would cause a hungry person's mouth to water.</p>

<p>Although she who had halted to look in at our door was only a
girl, Captain Smith treated her as if she were the greatest lady
in the world, himself leading her inside to his own place at the
trencher board, while she, in noways shy, began to help herself
to the fattest pieces of meat, thereby besmearing herself with
grease until there was enough running down her chin to have made
no less than two rushlights, so Nathaniel Peacock declared.</p>

<p>Of course, being a savage, she could not speak in our
language, but the master, who had studied diligently since coming
to this world of Virginia to learn the speech of the Indians,
made shift to get from her some little information, she being the
daughter of Powhatan, the king concerning whom I have already set
down many things.</p>

<p>At first Captain Smith was of the belief that she had come on
some errand; but after much questioning, more by signs than
words, it came out, as we understood the matter, that the girl
was in Jamestown for no other purpose than to see what we white
people were like.</p>

<p>Captain Smith was minded that she should be satisfied, so far
as her curiosity was concerned, for when the dinner had come to
an end, and I had given this king's daughter some dry, sweet
grass on which to wipe her hands and mouth, he conducted her
around the village, allowing that she look in upon the tents and
houses at her pleasure.</p>

<p>She stayed with us until the sun was within an hour of
setting, and then darted off into the forest as does a startled
pheasant, stopping for a single minute when she had got among the
trees, to wave her hand, as if bidding us goodbye, or in plain
mischief.</p>

<h1><a name="CAPTAIN_KENDALL"></a>CAPTAIN KENDALL'S PLOT</h1>

<p>It is not possible my memory will serve me to tell of all that
was done by us in Jamestown after we were come to our senses
through the efforts of my master; but the killing of Captain
Kendall is one of the many terrible happenings in Virginia, which
will never be forgotten so long as I shall live.</p>

<p>After our people were relieved from the famine through the
gifts from the Indians and the coming of wild fowl, Captain Smith
set about making some plans to provide us with food during the
winter, and to that end he set off in the shallop to trade with
the savages, taking with him six men. He had a goodly store of
beads and trinkets with which to make payment for what he might
be able to buy, for these brown men are overly fond of what among
English people would be little more than toys.</p>

<p>While he was gone, Master Wingfield and Captain Kendall were
much together, for both were in a certain way under disgrace
since the plot with which they charged my master had been shown
to have been of their own evil imaginings. They at once set about
making friends with some of the serving men, and this in itself
was so strange that Nathaniel and I kept our eyes and ears open
wide to discover the cause.</p>

<p>It was not many days before we came to know that there was a
plan on foot, laid by these two men who should have been working
for the good of the colony instead of to further their own base
ends, to seize upon our pinnace, which lay moored to the shore,
and to sail in her to England.</p>

<p>How that would have advantaged them I cannot even so much as
guess; but certain it was that they carried on board the pinnace
a great store of wild fowl, which had been cooked with much
labor, and had filled two casks with water, as if believing such
amount would serve to save them from thirst during the long
voyage.</p>

<p>These wicked ones had hardly gone on board the vessel when
Captain Smith came home in the shallop, which was loaded deep
with Indian corn he had bought from the savages, and, seeing the
pinnace being got under way, had little trouble in guessing what
was afoot.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_DEATH_OF_CA"></a>THE DEATH OF CAPTAIN
KENDALL</h1>

<p>If ever a man moved swiftly, and with purpose, it was our
master when he thus came to understand what Master Wingfield and
Captain Kendall would do. He was on shore before those in the
pinnace could hoist the sails, and, calling upon all who remained
true to the London Company to give him aid, had three of our
small cannon, which were already loaded with shot, aimed at the
crew of mutineers.</p>

<p>Five men, each with a matchlock in his hand, stood ready to
fire upon those who would at the same time desert and steal from
us, and Captain Smith gave the order for Captain Kendall and
Master Wingfield to come on shore without delay.</p>

<p>For reply Captain Kendall discharged his firearm, hoping to
kill my master, and then those on the bank emptied their
matchlocks with such effect that Captain Kendall was killed by
the first volley, causing Master Wingfield to scuttle on shore in
a twinkling lest he suffer a like fate.</p>

<p>The whole bloody business was at an end in less than a quarter
hour; but the effect of it was not so soon wiped away, for from
that time each man had suspicion of his neighbor, fearing lest
another attempt be made to take from us the pinnace, which we
looked upon as an ark of refuge, in case the savages should come
against us in such numbers that they could not be resisted.</p>

<h1><a name="CAPTAIN SMITH'S EXPEDITION AND RETURN"></a>CAPTAIN
SMITH'S EXPEDITION AND RETURN</h1>

<p>Until winter was come we had food in plenty, for one could
hardly send a charge of shot toward the river without bringing
down swans, ducks, or cranes, while from the savages we got
sufficient for our daily wants, meal made from the corn,
pumpkins, peas, and beans.</p>

<p>But this did not cause Captain Smith to give over trying to
buy from the Indians a store of corn for the winter, and shortly
after Captain Kendall's death, he set off with nine white men and
two Indian guides in a barge, counting to go as far as the head
of the Chickahominy River.</p>

<p>This time twenty-two long, dreary days went by without his
return, and we mourned him as dead, believing the savages had
murdered him.</p>

<p>The discontented ones were in high glee because of thinking
the man who had forced them to do that which they should, had
gone out from their world forever, and we two lads were plunged
in deepest grief, for in all the great land of Virginia, Captain
Smith was our only true friend.</p>

<p>Then arrived that day when he suddenly appeared before us,
having come to no harm, and as Master Hunt lifted up his hands in
a prayer of thanksgiving because the man who was so sadly needed
in Jamestown had returned, I fell on my knees, understanding for
the first time in my life how good God could be to us in that
wilderness.</p>

<p>I would that I might describe the scene in our house that
night, when Master Hunt was come to hear what all knew would be a
story of wildest adventure, for it went without saying that my
master never would have remained so long absent from Jamestown
had it been within his power to return sooner.</p>

<h1><a name="AN_EXCITING_ADV"></a>AN EXCITING ADVENTURE</h1>

<p>We waited to hear the tale until he had refreshed himself
after the long journey, and then what Captain Smith told us was
like unto this, as I remember it:</p>

<p>After leaving the village, he had sailed up the river until
there was no longer water enough to float the barge, when, with
two white men and the two Indians, he embarked in a canoe,
continuing the voyage for a distance of twelve miles or more.
There, in the wilderness, they made ready to spend the night, and
with one of the savage guides my master went on shore on an
island to shoot some wild fowls for supper. He had traveled a
short distance from the boat, when he heard cries of the savages
in the distance, and, looking back, saw that one of the men had
been taken prisoner, while the other was fighting for his
life.</p>

<p>At almost the very minute when he saw this terrible thing, he
was suddenly beset by more than two hundred yelling, dancing
savages, who were sweeping down upon him as if believing he was
in their power beyond any chance. The Indian guide, who appeared
to be terribly frightened, although it might have been that he
was in the plot to murder my master, would have run away; but
that Captain Smith held him fast while he fired one of his
pistols to keep the enemy in check.</p>

<p>Understanding that he must do battle for his life, my master
first took the precaution to bind the Indian guide to his left
arm, by means of his belt, in such fashion that the fellow would
serve as a shield against the shower of arrows the savages were
sending through the air.</p>

<p>Protected in this manner, Captain Smith fought bravely, as he
always does, and had succeeded in killing two of the Indians with
his matchlock, when suddenly he sank knee deep into a mire. It
seems that he had been retreating toward the canoe, hoping to get
on board her where would be some chance for shelter, and was so
engaged with the savages in front of him as to give little heed
to his steps.</p>

<p>Once he was held prisoner by the mud, the enemy quickly
surrounded him, and he could do no better than surrender. Instead
of treating him cruelly, as might have been expected, these brown
men carried him from village to village, as if exhibiting some
strange animal.</p>

<h1><a name="TAKEN_BEFORE_PO"></a>TAKEN BEFORE POWHATAN</h1>

<p>When he was first made captive, the Indians found his compass,
and were stricken with wonder, because, however the instrument
might be turned, the needle always pointed in the same direction.
The glass which protected the needle caused even more amazement,
and, believing him to be a magician, they took him to
Powhatan.</p>

<p>After many days of traveling, the savages were come with their
prisoner to Powhatan's village, where Captain Smith was held
close prisoner in one of the huts, being fairly well treated and
fed in abundance, until the king, who had been out with a hunting
party, came home.</p>

<p>Twice while he was thus captive did Captain Smith see the girl
Pocahontas, who had visited him in Jamestown; but she gave no
especial heed to him, save as a child who was minded to be
amused, until on the day when some of the savages gave him to
understand that he was to be killed for having come into this
land of theirs, and also for having shot to death some of their
tribe.</p>

<p>When he was led out of Powhatan's tent of skins, with his feet
and hands bound, he had no hope of being able to save his own
life, for there was no longer any chance for him to struggle
against those who had him in their power.</p>

<h1><a name="POCAHONTAS_BEGS"></a>POCAHONTAS BEGS FOR SMITH'S
LIFE</h1>

<p>He was forced down on the earth, with his head upon a great
rock, while two half naked savages came forward with heavy stones
bound to wooden handles, with which to beat out his brains, and
these weapons were already raised to strike, when the girl
Pocahontas ran forward, throwing herself upon my master, as she
asked that Powhatan give him to her.</p>

<p>Now, as we afterward came to know, it is the custom among
savages, that when one of their women begs for the life of a
prisoner, to grant the prayer, and so it was done in this case,
else we had never seen my master again.</p>

<p>It is also the custom, when a prisoner has thus been given to
one who begged for his life, that the captive shall always be
held as slave by her; but Pocahontas desired only to let him go
back to Jamestown. Then it was she told her father how she had
been treated when visiting us, and Powhatan, after keeping
Captain Smith prisoner until he could tell of what he had seen in
other countries of the world, set him free.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_EFFECT_OF_C"></a>THE EFFECT OF CAPTAIN SMITH'S
RETURN</h1>

<p>It was well for us of Jamestown that my master returned just
when he did, for already had our gentlemen, believing him dead,
refused longer to work, and even neglected the hunting, when game
of all kinds was so plentiful. They had spent the time roaming
around searching for gold, until we were once more in need of
food.</p>

<p>The sickness had come among us again, and of all our company,
which numbered an hundred when Captain Newport sailed for
England, only thirty-eight remained alive.</p>

<p>Within four and twenty hours after Captain Smith came back,
matters had so far mended that every man who could move about at
will, was working for the common good, although from that time,
until Captain Newport came again, we had much of suffering.</p>

<p>With the coming of winter Nathaniel and I were put to it to do
our work in anything like a seemly manner. What with the making
of candles, or of rushlights; tanning deer hides in such fashion
as Captain Smith had taught us; mending his doublets of leather,
as well as our own; keeping the house and ground around it fairly
clean, in addition to cooking meals which might tempt the
appetite of our master, we were busy from sunrise to sunset.</p>

<p>Nor were we without our reward. On rare occasions Captain
Smith would commend us for attending to our duties in better
fashion than he had fancied lads would ever be able to do, and
very often did Master Hunt whisper words of praise in our ears,
saying again and again that he would there were in his house two
boys like us.</p>

<p>This you may be sure was more of payment than we had a
reasonable right to expect, for certain it is that even at our
best the work was but fairly done, as it ever must be when there
are houseboys instead of housewives at home.</p>

<p>Master Hunt had a serving man, William Rods, and he was not
one well fitted to do a woman's work, for in addition to being
clumsy, even at the expense of breaking now and then a wooden
trencher bowl, he had no thought that cleanliness was, as the
preacher often told us, next to godliness.</p>

<p>It was he, and such as he, that caused Captain Smith and those
others of the Council who were minded to work for the common
good, very much of trouble.</p>

<p>The rule, as laid down by my master, was that those living in
a dwelling should keep cleanly the land roundabout the outside
for a space of five yards, and yet again and again have I seen
William Rods throw the refuse from the table just outside the
door, meaning to take it away at a future time, and always
forgetting so to do until reminded by some one in authority.</p>

<p>However, it is not for me to speak of such trifling things as
these, although had you heard Captain Smith and Master Hunt in
conversation, you would not have set them down as being of little
importance. Those two claimed that only by strict regard to
cleanliness, both of person and house, would it be possible for
us, when another summer came, to ward off that sickness which had
already carried away so many of our company.</p>

<p>After Captain Smith had brought matters to rights in the
village, setting this company of men to building more houses, and
that company to hewing down trees for firewood, which would be
needed when the winter had come, Master Hunt made mention of a
matter which I knew must have been very near his heart many a
day.</p>

<h1><a name="A_NEW_CHURCH"></a>A NEW CHURCH</h1>

<p>During all the time we had been on shore, the only church in
Jamestown was the shelter beneath that square of canvas which he
himself had put up. When it stormed, he had called such of the
people as were inclined to worship into one or another of the
houses; but now he asked that a log building be put together,
while it was yet so warm that the men could work out of doors
without suffering, and to this, much to my pleasure, for I had an
exceedingly friendly feeling toward Master Hunt, Captain Smith
agreed.</p>

<p>Therefore it was that when the storms of October came, Master
Hunt had a place in which to receive those whom he would lead to
a better life, and I believe that all our people, the men who
were careless regarding the future life, and those who followed
the preacher's teachings, felt the better in mind because there
was at last in our village a place which would be used for no
other purpose than that of leading us into, and helping us to
remain in, the straight path.</p>

<h1><a name="CAPTAIN NEWPORT'S RETURN"></a>CAPTAIN NEWPORT'S
RETURN</h1>

<p>It was at the beginning of the new year, two days after my
master was set free by the savages, that Captain Newport came
back to us, this time in the ship John and Francis, and with him
were fifty men who had been sent to join our colony.</p>

<p>Fortunately for us there were but few gentlemen among them,
therefore did the work of building the village go on much more
rapidly, because there were laborers in plenty.</p>

<p>A larger building, which was called the fort, and would indeed
have been a safe place for refuge had the savages made an attack,
was but just completed at the beginning of the third month,
meaning March.</p>

<p>There Captain Smith had stored the supply of provisions and
seed brought in the John and Francis, and we were already saying
to ourselves that by the close of the summer we should reap a
bountiful harvest.</p>

<p>All these plans and hopes went for naught, however, for on a
certain night -- and no man can say how it happened, save him who
was the careless one -- fire fastened upon the inside of the
fort, having so much headway when it was discovered, that our
people could do little toward checking it.</p>

<p>The flames burst out through the roof, which was thatched with
dried grass, as were all the houses in the town, and leaped from
one building to another until it seemed as if the entire village
would be destroyed.</p>

<p>It is true that even the palisade, which was near to forty
feet distant from the fort, was seized upon by the flames, and a
goodly portion of that which had cost us so much labor was
entirely destroyed.</p>

<p>Out of all our houses only four remained standing when the
flames had died away. The seed which we had counted on for
reaping a harvest, the store of provisions, and a large amount of
clothing and other necessaries, were thus consumed.</p>

<p>Good Master Hunt lost all his books, in fact, everything he
owned save the clothes upon his back, and yet never once did I,
who was with him very much, for he came to live at our house
while the village was being rebuilt, hear him utter one word of
complaint, or of sorrow.</p>

<h1><a name="GOLD_SEEKERS"></a>GOLD SEEKERS</h1>

<p>It was while all the people, gentlemen as well as laborers,
were doing their, best to repair the loss, and to put Jamestown
into such shape that we might be able to withstand an attack from
the savages, if so be they made one, that even a worse misfortune
than the fire came upon us.</p>

<p>Some of those whom Captain Newport had lately brought to
Virginia, while roaming along the shores of the river in order to
learn what this new land was like, came upon a spot where the
waters had washed the earth away for a distance of five or six
feet, leaving exposed to view a vast amount of sand, so yellow
and so heavy that straightway the foolish ones believed they were
come upon that gold which our people had been seeking almost from
the very day we first landed.</p>

<p>From this moment there was no talk of anything save the wealth
which would come to us and the London Company.</p>

<p>Even Captain Newport was persuaded that this sand was gold,
and straightway nearly every person in the village was hard at
work digging and carrying it in baskets on board the John and
Francis as carefully as if each grain counted for a guinea.</p>

<p>Of all the people of Jamestown, Captain Smith and Master Hunt
were the only ones who refused to believe the golden dream. They
held themselves aloof from this mad race to gather up the yellow
sand, and strove earnestly to persuade the others that it would
be a simple matter to prove by fire whether this supposed
treasure were metal.</p>

<p>In the center of the village, where all might see him, Master
Hunt set a pannikin, in which was a pint or more of the sand,
over a roaring fire which he kept burning not less than two
hours.</p>

<p>When he was done, the sand remained the same as before, which,
so he and my master claimed, was good proof that our people of
Jamestown were, in truth, making fools of themselves, as they had
many a time before since we came into this land of Virginia.</p>

<h1><a name="A_WORTHLESS_CAR"></a>A WORTHLESS CARGO</h1>

<p>When we should have been striving to build up the town once
more, we spent all our time loading the ship with this worthless
cargo, and indeed I felt the better in my mind when finally
Captain Newport set sail, the John and Francis loaded deeply with
sand, because of believing that we were come to an end of hearing
about treasure which lay at hand ready for whosoever would carry
it away.</p>

<p>In this, however, I was disappointed. Although there was no
longer any reason for our people to labor at what was called the
gold mine, since there was no ship at hand in which to put the
sand, they still talked, hour by hour, of the day when all the
men in Virginia would go back to England richer than kings.</p>

<p>Because of such thoughts was it well nigh impossible to force
them to labor once more. Yet Captain Smith and Master Hunt did
all they could, even going so far as to threaten bodily harm if
the people did not rebuild the storehouse, plant such seed as had
been saved from the flames, and replace those portions of the
palisade which had been burned.</p>

<p>It was while our people were thus working half heartedly, that
Captain Nelson arrived in the ship Phoenix, having been so long
delayed on the voyage, because of tempests and contrary winds,
that his passengers and crew had eaten nearly all the stores
which the London Company sent over for our benefit, and bringing
seventy more mouths to be fed.</p>

<p>Save that she brought to us skilled workmen, the coming of the
Phoenix did not advantage us greatly, while there were added to
our number, seventy men, and of oatmeal, pickled beef and pork,
as much as would serve for, perhaps, three or four weeks.</p>

<p>Through her, however, as Master Hunt said in my hearing, came
some little good, for on seeing the yellow sand, Captain Nelson
declared without a question that it was worthless, and, being
accustomed to working in metal, speedily proved to our people who
were yet suffering with the gold fever, that there was nothing
whatsoever of value in it.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_CONDITION_O"></a>THE CONDITION OF THE
COLONY</h1>

<p>That he might have something to carry back to England, and not
being minded to take on board a load of sand, Captain Nelson
asked that the Phoenix be laden with cedar logs and such
clapboards as our people had made. Therefore was it that we sent
to England the first cargo of value since having come to
Virginia.</p>

<p>Among those who had come over in the Phoenix were workmen who
understood the making of turpentine, tar and soap ashes. There
was also a pipe maker, a gunsmith, and a number of other skilled
workmen, so that had the Council advanced the interest of the
colony one half as much as my master was doing, all would have
gone well with us in Jamestown.</p>

<p>As it was, however, the President of the Council, so Master
Hunt has declared many times, and of a verity he would not bear
false witness, often countenanced the men in rebellion against my
master's orders, until, but for the preacher's example, we might
never have put into the earth our first seed.</p>

<p>Because of lack of food, and it seems strange to say so when
there were of oysters near at hand more than a thousand men could
have eaten, and fish in the rivers without number, Captain Smith
set off once more in the pinnace to trade with the Indians, as
well as to explore further the bay and the river.</p>

<p>Master Hunt lived in our house, while he was gone, therefore
Nathaniel and I were not idle, and though we had each had a dozen
pair of hands, we could have kept them properly employed, what
with making a garden for our own use, tending the plants, and
keeping house.</p>

<h1><a name="TOBACCO"></a>TOBACCO</h1>

<p>Just here I am minded to set down that which the girl
Pocahontas told us concerning the raising of tobacco, and it is
well she spent the time needed to instruct us, for since then I
have seen the people in this new world of Virginia getting more
money from the tobacco plant, than they could have gained even
though Captain Newport's yellow sand had been veritable gold.</p>

<p>You must know that the seed of tobacco is even smaller than
grains of powder, and the Indians usually plant it in April.
Within a month it springs up, each tiny plant having two or four
leaves, and one month later it is transplanted in little
hillocks, set about the same distance apart as are our hills of
Indian corn.</p>

<p>Two or three times during the season the plants have to be
hoed and weeded, while the sickly leaves, which peep out from the
body of the stock, must be plucked off.</p>

<p>If the plant grows too fast, which is to say, if it is like to
get its full size before harvest time, the tops are cut to make
it more backward.</p>

<p>About the middle of September it is reaped, stripped of its
leaves, and tied in small bunches; these are hung under a shelter
so that the dew may not come to them, until they are cured the
same as hay.</p>

<p>Having thus been dried, and there must be no suspicion of
moisture about, else they will mold, the whole is packed into
hogsheads.</p>

<p>I have lived to see the days go by since the girl Pocahontas
showed Nathaniel and me how to cultivate the weed, until the
greatest wealth which Virginia can produce comes from this same
tobacco, which, Master Hunt says, not only induces filthiness in
those who use it, but works grievous injury to the body.</p>

<h1><a name="CAPT NEWPORT"></a>CAPTAIN NEWPORT'S RETURN</h1>

<p>When Captain Newport came back to Virginia, at about the time
we were gathering our scanty harvest, his dreams of sudden
wealth, through the digging of gold in Virginia, had burst as
does a bubble when one pricks it.</p>

<p>He had not been more than four and twenty hours in England
before learning that his ship was laden only with valueless sand,
and, mayhap, if the London Company had not demanded that he
return to Virginia at once, with certain orders concerning us at
Jamestown, he might have been too much ashamed to show his face
among us again.</p>

<p>My master had come in long since from trading with the
Indians, having had fairly good success at times, and again
failing utterly to gather food. The king Powhatan was grown so
lofty in his bearing, because of the honor some of our foolish
people had shown him, that it was well nigh impossible to pay the
price he asked, even in trinkets, for so small an amount as a
single peck of corn.</p>

<p>However, that which Powhatan did or did not do, concerned me
very little when Captain Newport had arrived, for he brought with
him such tidings as made my heart rejoice, and caused Master Hunt
to say that now indeed would our village of Jamestown grow as it
should have grown had our leaders shown themselves of half as
much spirit as had my master.</p>

<p>But for the greater things which followed Captain Newport's
arrival in September of the year 1608, I would have set it down
as of the utmost importance to us in Jamestown, that he brought
with him the first two women, other than the girl Pocahontas, who
had ever come into our town.</p>

<p>These were Mistress Forest, and her maid, Anne Burras, and if
the king himself had so far done us the honor as to come, his
arrival would have caused no greater excitement.</p>

<p>Every man and boy in the settlement pressed forward eager even
to touch the garments of these two women as they came ashore in
the ship's small boat, and I dare venture to say that we stared
at them, Nathaniel and I among the number, even as the savages
stared at us when first we landed.</p>

<p>It would have been more to my satisfaction had there been two
maids, instead of only one and her mistress, for it was more than
likely servants could tell Nathaniel and me many things about our
care of the house, which a great lady would not well know.
Therefore, as I viewed the matter, we could well spare fine
women, so that we had maids who would understand of what we as
houseboys stood mostly in need.</p>

<p>However, it was not with these women, who were only two among
seventy, that had come with Captain Newport on this his third
voyage, that I was most deeply concerned, and how I learned that
which pleased me so greatly shall be set down exactly as it
happened.</p>

<h1><a name="MASTER_HUNT_BRI"></a>MASTER HUNT BRINGS GREAT
NEWS</h1>

<p>I had been down at the landing place, feasting my eyes upon
the ship which had so lately come from the country I might never
see again, and was trying to cheer myself by working around the
house in the hope of pleasing Captain Smith, when Master Hunt
came in with a look upon his face such as I had not seen since
the sickness first came among us, and, without thinking to be
rude, I asked him if it was the arrival of the women which
pleased him so greatly.</p>

<p>"It is nothing of such fanciful nature, Richard Mutton," the
good man replied with a smile, "though I must confess that it is
pleasing to see women with white faces, when our eyes have beheld
none save bearded men for so long a time. What think you has been
done in the Council this day, since Captain Newport had speech
with President Ratcliffe?"</p>

<p>Verily I could not so much as guess what might have happened,
for those worshipful gentlemen were prone at times to behave more
like foolish children, than men upon whom the fate of a new
country depended, and I said to Master Hunt much of the same
purport.</p>

<p>"They have elected your master, Captain John Smith, President
of the Council, Richard Mutton, and now for the first time will
matters in Jamestown progress as they should."</p>

<p>"My master President of the Council at last!" I cried, and the
good preacher added:</p>

<p>"So it is, lad, as I know full well, having just come from
there."</p>

<p>"But how did they chance suddenly to gather their wits?" I
cried with a laugh, in which Master Hunt joined.</p>

<p>"It was done after Captain Newport had speech with Master
Ratcliffe, and while I know nothing for a certainty, there is in
my mind a strong belief that he brought word from the London
Company for such an election to be made. At all events, it is
done, and now we shall see Jamestown increase in size, even as
she would have done from the first month we landed here had
Captain John Smith been at the head of affairs."</p>

<p>The good preacher was so delighted with this change in the
government that he unfolded all his budget of news, forgetting
for the time being, most like, that he was not speaking to his
equal, and thus it was I learned what were Captain Newport's
instructions from the London Company.</p>

<h1><a name="CAPTAIN_NEWPORT"></a>CAPTAIN NEWPORT'S
INSTRUCTIONS</h1>

<p>He was ordered, if you please, not to return to England
without bringing back a lump of gold, exploring the passageway to
the South Sea, or finding some of Sir Walter Raleigh's lost
colony, of which I will tell you later.</p>

<p>But whether he did the one or the other, he had been commanded
to crown as a king, Powhatan, and had brought with him mock
jewels and red robes for such a purpose.</p>

<p>To find a lump of gold, after he had brought to England a
shipload of yellow sand!</p>

<p>To crown Powhatan king, when, to our sorrow, he was already
showing himself far more of a king than was pleasing or well for
our town of James!</p>

<p>Forgetting I was but a lad, and had no right to put blame on
the shoulders of my leaders and betters, or even to address
Master Hunt as if I were a man grown, I cried out against the
foolishness of those people in London for whom we were striving
to build up a city, saying very much that had better been left
unsaid, until the good preacher cried with a laugh:</p>

<p>"We can forgive them almost anything, Dicky Mutton, since they
have made our Captain Smith the head of the government in this
land of Virginia."</p>

<p>And now I will tell you, as Master Hunt told me, the story of
this lost colony of Roanoke, which the London Company had
commanded Captain Newport to find.</p>

<p>You must know that English people had lived in this land of
Virginia before we came here in 1606, and while it does not
concern us of Jamestown, except as we are interested in knowing
the fate of our countrymen, it should be set down, lest we so far
forget as to say that those of us who have built this village are
the first settlers in the land.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_STORY_OF_RO"></a>THE STORY OF ROANOKE</h1>

<p>Twenty-one years before we sailed from London, Sir Walter
Raleigh sent out a fleet of seven ships, carrying one hundred and
seven persons, to Virginia, and Master Ralph Lane was named as
the governor. They landed on Roanoke Island; but because the
Indians threatened them, and because just at that time when they
were most frightened, Sir Francis Drake came by with his fleet,
they all went home, not daring to stay any longer.</p>

<p>Two years after that, which is to say nineteen years before we
of Jamestown came here, Sir Walter Raleigh sent over one hundred
and sixteen people, among whom were men, women and children, and
they also began to build a town on Roanoke Island.</p>

<p>John White was their governor, and very shortly after they
came to Roanoke, his daughter, Mistress Ananias Dare, had a
little baby girl, the first white child to be born in the new
world, so they named her Virginia.</p>

<p>Now these people, like ourselves, were soon sorely in need of
food, and they coaxed Governor John White to go back to England,
to get what would be needed until they could gather a
harvest.</p>

<p>At the time he arrived at London, England was at war with the
Spanish people, and it was two years before he found a chance to
get back. When he finally arrived at Roanoke Island, there were
no signs of any of his people to be found, except that on the
tree was cut the word "Croatan," which is the name of an Indian
village on the island nearby.</p>

<p>That was the last ever heard of all those hundred and sixteen
people. Five different times Sir Walter Raleigh sent out men for
the missing ones; but no traces could be found, not even at
Croatan, and no one knows whether they were killed by the
Indians, or wandered off into the wilderness where they were lost
forever.</p>

<p>You can see by the story, that the London Company had set for
Captain Newport a very great task when they commanded him to do
what so many people had failed in before him.</p>

<p>And now out of that story of the lost colony, as Master Hunt
told Nathaniel and me, grows another which also concerns us in
this new land of Virginia.</p>

<p>You will remember I have said that Master Ralph Lane was the
governor of the first company of people who went to Roanoke
Island, and, afterward, getting discouraged, returned to England.
Now this Master Lane, and the other men who were with him,
learned from the Indians to smoke the weed called tobacco, and
carried quite a large amount of it home with them.</p>

<p>Not only Sir Walter Raleigh, who knew Master Lane very well,
but many other people in England also learned to smoke, and
therefore it was that when we of Jamestown began to raise
tobacco, it found a more ready sale in London than any other
thing we could send over. Once this was known, our people gave
the greater portion of their time to cultivating the Indian
weed.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_CROWNING_OF"></a>THE CROWNING OF POWHATAN</h1>

<p>Very nearly the first thing which my master did after having
been made President of the Council, was to obey the orders of the
London Company, by going with Captain Newport to Powhatan's
village in order to crown him like a king.</p>

<p>This was not at all to the pleasure of the savage, who failed
of understanding what my master and Captain Newport meant, when
they wanted him to kneel down so they might put the crown upon
his head. If all the stories which I have heard regarding the
matter are true, they must have had quite a scrimmage before
succeeding in getting him into what they believed was a proper
position to receive the gifts of the London Company.</p>

<p>Our people, so Master Hunt told me, were obliged to take him
by the shoulders and force him to his knees, after which they
clapped the crown on his head, and threw the red robe around his
shoulders in a mighty hurry lest he show fight and overcome
them.</p>

<p>It was some time before Captain Smith could make him
understand that it was a great honor which was being done him,
but when he did get it through his head, he took off his old
moccasins and brought from the hut his raccoon skin coat, with
orders that my master and Captain Newport send them all to King
James in London, as a present from the great Powhatan of
Virginia.</p>

<p>After this had been done, Captain Newport sailed up the James
River in search of the passage to the South Sea, and my master
set about putting Jamestown into proper order.</p>

<h1><a name="PREPARING_FOR_T"></a>PREPARING FOR THE FUTURE</h1>

<p>Once more Captain Smith made the rule that those who would not
work should not eat, and this time, with all the Council at his
back, together with such men as Captain Newport had just brought
with him, you can well fancy his orders were obeyed.</p>

<p>In addition to the stocks which had been built, he had a
pillory set up, and those gentlemen who were not inclined to
labor with their hands as well as they might, were forced to
stand in it to their discomfort.</p>

<p>The next thing which he did was to have a large, deep well
dug, so that we might have sweet water from it for drinking
purposes, rather than be forced to use that from the river, for
it was to his mind that through this muddy water did the sickness
come to us.</p>

<p>When the winter was well begun, and Captain Newport ceased to
search for the South Sea passage, because of having come to the
falls of the James River, Captain Smith forced our people to
build twenty stout houses such as would serve to withstand an
attack from the savages, and again was the palisade stretched
from one to the other, until the village stood in the form of a
square.</p>

<p>After the cold season had passed, some of the people were set
about shingling the church, and others were ordered to make
clapboards that we might have a cargo when Captain Newport
returned. It was the duty of some few to keep the streets and
lanes of the village clear of filth, lest we invite the sickness
again, and the remainder of the company were employed in planting
Indian corn, forty acres of which were seeded down.</p>

<h1><a name="STEALING_THE_CO"></a>STEALING THE COMPANY'S
GOODS</h1>

<p>If I have made it appear that during all this time we lived in
the most friendly manner with the savages, then have I blundered
in the setting down of that which happened.</p>

<p>Although it shames one to write such things concerning those
who called themselves Englishmen, yet it must be said that the
savages were no longer in any degree friendly, and all because of
what our own people had done.</p>

<p>From the time when Captain Smith had declared that he who
would not work should not eat, some of our fine gentlemen who
were willing to believe that labor was the greatest crime which
could be committed, began stealing from the common store iron and
copper goods of every kind which might be come at, in order to
trade with the savages for food they themselves were too lazy to
get otherwise.</p>

<p>They even went so far, some of those who thought it more the
part of a man to wear silks than build himself a house, as to
steal matchlocks, pistols, and weapons of any kind, standing
ready to teach the savages how to use these things, if thereby
they were given so much additional in the way of food.</p>

<p>As our numbers increased, by reason of the companies which
were brought over by Captain Newport and Captain Nelson, so did
the thievery become the more serious until on one day I heard
Master Hunt tell my master, that of forty axes which had been
brought ashore from the Phoenix and left outside the storehouse
during the night, but eight were remaining when morning came.</p>

<h1><a name="WHAT_THE_THIEVI"></a>WHAT THE THIEVING LED TO</h1>

<p>Now there was more of mischief to this than the crime of
stealing, or of indolence. The savages came to understand they
could drive hard bargains, and so increased the price of their
corn that Captain Smith set it down in his report to the London
Company, that the same amount of copper, or of beads, which had,
one year before, paid for five bushels of wheat, would, within a
week after Captain Newport came in search of the lost colony, pay
for no more than one peck.</p>

<p>Nor was this the entire sum of the wrong done by our gentlemen
who stole rather than worked with their hands. The savages, grown
bold now that they had firearms and knew how to use them, no
longer had the same fear of white people as when Captain Smith,
single handed, was able to hold two hundred in check, and strove
to kill us of Jamestown whenever they found opportunity.</p>

<p>On four different times did they plot to murder my master,
believing that when he had been done to death, it would be more
easy for them to kill off all in our town; but on each occasion,
so keen was his watchfulness, he outwitted them all.</p>

<p>The putting of a crown on Powhatan's head, and bowing before
him as if he had been a real king, also did much mischief. It
caused that brown savage to believe we feared him, which was much
the same as inviting him to be less of a friend, until on a
certain day he boldly declared that one basket of his corn was
worth more than all our copper and beads, because he could eat
his corn, while our trinkets gave a hungry man no
satisfaction.</p>

<p>And thus, by the wicked and unwise acts of our own people, did
we prepare the way for another time of famine and sickness.</p>

<h1><a name="FEAR_OF_FAMINE"></a>FEAR OF FAMINE IN A LAND OF
PLENTY</h1>

<p>However, I must set this much down as counting in our favor:
when we landed in this country we had three pigs, and a cock and
six hens, all of which we turned loose in the wilderness to shift
for themselves, giving shelter to such as came back to us when
winter was near at hand.</p>

<p>Within two years we had of pigs more than sixty, in addition
to many which were yet running wild in the forest. Of hens and
cocks we had upward of five hundred, the greater number being
kept in pens to the end that we might profit by their eggs.</p>

<p>I have heard Master Hunt declare more than once, that had we
followed Captain Smith's advice, giving all our labor to the
raising of crops, our storehouse would have been too small for
the food on hand, and we might have held ourselves free from the
whims of the savages, having corn to sell, rather than spending
near to half our time trying to buy.</p>

<p>As Master Hunt said again and again when talking over the
situation with Captain Smith, it seemed strange even to us who
were there, that we could be looking forward to a famine, when in
the sea and on the land was food in abundance to feed half the
people in all this wide world.</p>

<p>To show how readily one might get himself a dinner, if so be
his taste were not too nice, I have seen Captain Smith, when told
what we had in the larder for the next meal, go to the river with
only his naked sword, and there spear fish enough with the weapon
to provide us with as much as could be eaten in a full day. But
yet some of our gentlemen claimed that it was not good for their
blood to eat this food of the sea; others declared that oysters,
when partaken of regularly, were as poisonous as the sweet
potatoes which we bought of the Indians.</p>

<p>Thus it was that day by day did we who were in the land of
plenty, overrun with that which would serve as food, fear that
another time of famine was nigh.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_UNHEALTHFUL"></a>THE UNHEALTHFUL LOCATION</h1>

<p>I have often spoken of the unwillingness of some of our people
to labor; but Captain Smith, who is not overly eager to find
excuses for those who are indolent, has said that there was much
reason why many of our men hugged their cabins, counting it a
most arduous task to go even so far up the river as were the
oyster beds.</p>

<p>He believes, and Master Hunt is of the same opinion, that this
town of ours has been built on that portion of the shore where
the people are most liable to sickness. The land is low lying,
almost on a level with the river; the country roundabout is made
up of swamps and bogs, and the air which comes to us at night is
filled with a fever, which causes those upon whom it fastens,
first to shake as if they were beset with bitterest cold, and
then again to burn as if likely to be reduced to ashes. Some call
it the ague, and others, the shakes; but whatsoever it may be,
there is nothing more distressing, or better calculated to hinder
a man from taking so much of exercise as is necessary for his
well being.</p>

<h1><a name="GATHERING_OYSTE"></a>GATHERING OYSTERS</h1>

<p>That Nathaniel and I may gather oysters without too great
labor of walking and carrying heavy burdens, Captain Smith has
bought from the savages a small boat made of the bark of birch
trees, stretched over a framework of splints, and sewn together
with the entrails of deer. On the seams, and wherever the water
might find entrance, it is well gummed with pitch taken from the
pine tree, and withal the lightest craft that can well be
made.</p>

<p>Either Nathaniel or I can take this vessel, which the savages
call a canoe, on our shoulders, carrying it without difficulty,
and when the two of us are inside, resting upon our knees, for we
may not sit in it as in a ship's boat, we can send it along with
paddles at a rate so rapid as to cause one to think it moved by
magic.</p>

<p>With this canoe Nathaniel and I may go to the oyster beds, and
in half an hour put on board as large a cargo of shellfish as she
will carry, in addition to our own weight, coming back in a short
time with as much food as would serve a dozen men for two
days.</p>

<p>If these oysters could be kept fresh for any length of time,
then would we have a most valuable store near at hand; but, like
other fish, a few hours in the sun serves to spoil them.</p>

<h1><a name="PREPARING_STURG"></a>PREPARING STURGEON FOR
FOOD</h1>

<p>Of the fish called the sturgeon, we have more than can be
consumed by all our company; but one cannot endure the flavor day
after day, and therefore is it that we use it for food only when
we cannot get any other.</p>

<p>Master Hunt has shown Nathaniel and me how we may prepare it
in such a manner as to change the flavor. It must first be dried
in the sun until so hard that it can be pounded to the fineness
of meal. This is then mixed with caviare, by which I mean the
eggs, or roe, of the sturgeon, with sorrel leaves, and with other
wholesome herbs. The whole is made into small balls, or cakes,
which are fried over the fire with a plentiful amount of fat.</p>

<p>Such a dish serves us for either bread or meat, or for both on
a pinch, therefore if we lads are careful not to waste our time,
Captain Smith may never come without finding in the larder
something that can be eaten.</p>

<h1><a name="TURPENTINE_AND"></a>TURPENTINE AND TAR</h1>

<p>To us in Jamestown the making of anything which we may send
back to England for sale, is of such great importance that we are
more curious regarding the manner in which the work is done, than
would be others who are less eager to see piled up that which
will bring money to the people.</p>

<p>Therefore it was that Nathaniel and I watched eagerly the
making of turpentine, and found it not unlike the method by which
the Indians gain sugar from maple trees. A strip of bark is taken
from the pine, perhaps eight or ten inches long, and at the lower
end of the wound thus made, a deep notch is cut in the wood.</p>

<p>Into this the sap flows, and is scraped out as fast as the
cavity is filled. It is a labor in which all may join, and so
plentiful are the pine trees that if our people of Jamestown set
about making turpentine only, they might load four or five ships
in a year.</p>

<p>From the making of tar much money can be earned, and it is a
simple process such as I believe I myself might compass, were it
not that I have sufficient of other work to occupy all my
time.</p>

<p>The pine tree is cut into short pieces, even the roots being
used, for, if I mistake not, more tar may be had from the roots
than from the trunks of the tree. Our people here dig a hollow,
much like unto the shape of a funnel, on the side of a hill, or
bank, fill it in with the wood and the roots, and cover the whole
closely with turf.</p>

<p>An iron pot is placed at the bottom of this hollow in the
earth, and a fire is built at the top of the pile. While the fuel
smolders, the tar stews out of the wood, falling into the iron
pot, and from there is put into whatsoever vessels may be most
convenient in which to carry it over seas.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_MAKING_OF_C"></a>THE MAKING OF CLAPBOARDS</h1>

<p>There is far greater labor required in the making of
clapboards, and it is of a wearisome kind; but Captain Newport
declares that clapboards made of our Virginia cedar are far
better in quality than any to be found in England. Therefore it
is Captain Smith keeps as many men as he may, employed in this
work, which is more tiring than difficult.</p>

<p>The trunks of the trees are cut into lengths of four feet, and
trimmed both as to branches and bark. An iron tool called a frow,
which is not unlike a butcher's cleaver, is then used to split
the log into thin strips, one edge of which is four or five times
thicker than the other.</p>

<p>You will understand better the method by picturing to yourself
the end of a round log which has been stood upright for
convenience of the workmen. Now, if you place a frow in such a
position that it will split the thicknesses of an inch or less
from the outer side, you will find that the point of the
instrument, which is at the heart of the tree, must come in such
manner as to make the splint very thin on the inner edge. The
frow is driven through the wood by a wooden mallet, to the end
that the sides of the clapboard may be fairly smooth.</p>

<p>Master Hunt has told me that if we were to put on board a ship
the size of the John and Francis, as many clapboards as she could
swim under, the value of the cargo would be no less than five
hundred pounds, and they would have a ready sale in London, or in
other English ports.</p>

<h1><a name="PROVIDING_FOR_T"></a>PROVIDING FOR THE CHILDREN</h1>

<p>And now before I am come to the most terrible time in the
history of our town of James, let me set down that which the
London Company has decreed, for it is of great importance to all
those who, like Nathaniel and me, came over into this land of
Virginia before they were men and women grown.</p>

<p>Master Hunt has written the facts out fairly, to the end that
I may understand them well, he having had the information from
Captain Newport, for it was the last decree made by the London
Company before the John and Francis sailed.</p>

<p>I must say, however, that the reason why this decree, or
order, whichever it may be called, has been made, was to the end
that men and women, who had large families of children, might be
induced to join us here in Jamestown, as if we had not already
mouths enough to feed.</p>

<p>The Council of the Company has decided to allow the use of
twenty-five acres of land for each and every child that comes
into Virginia, and all who are now here, or may come to live at
the expense of the Company, are to be educated in some good trade
or profession, in order that they may be able to support
themselves when they have come to the age of four and twenty
years, or have served the time of their apprenticeship, which is
to be no less than seven years.</p>

<p>It is further decreed that all of those children when they
become of age or marry, whichever shall happen first, are to have
freely given and made over to them fifty acres of land apiece,
which same shall be in Virginia within the limits of the English
plantation. But, these children must be placed as apprentices
under honest and good masters within the grant made to the London
Company, and shall serve for seven years, or until they come to
the age of twenty-four, during which time their masters must
bring them up in some trade or business.</p>

<h1><a name="DREAMS_OF_THE_F"></a>DREAMS OF THE FUTURE</h1>

<p>On hearing this, the question came into my mind as to whether
Nathaniel and I could be called apprentices, inasmuch as we were
only houseboys, according to the name Captain Smith gave us.</p>

<p>Master Hunt declared that being apprentices to care for the
family, was of as much service as if we were learned in the trade
of making tar, clapboards, or of building ships, and he assured
me that if peradventure he was living when we had been in this
land of Virginia seven years, it should be his duty to see to it
that we were given our fifty acres of land apiece.</p>

<p>Thus understanding that we might ourselves in turn one day
become planters, Nathaniel and I had much to say, one with the
other, concerning what should be done in the future. We decided
that when the time came for us to have the land set off to our
own use, we would strive that the two lots of fifty acres each be
in one piece. Then would we set about raising tobacco, as the
Indian girl Pocahontas taught us, and who can say that we might
not come to be of some consequence, even as are Captain Smith and
Master Hunt, in this new world.</p>

<h1><a name="A_PLAGUE_OF_RAT"></a>A PLAGUE OF RATS</h1>

<p>And now am I come to the spring of 1609, when befell us that
disaster which marked the beginning of the time of suffering, of
trouble, and of danger which was so near to wiping out the
settlement of Jamestown that the people had already started on
their way to England.</p>

<p>The day had come when we should put into the ground our Indian
corn that a harvest might follow. The supply, which was to be
used as seed, had been stored in casks and piled up in the big
house wherein were kept our goods.</p>

<p>When those who had been chosen to do the planting went for the
seed, it was found to have been destroyed by rats, and not only
the corn, but many other things which were in the storehouse, had
been eaten by the same animals.</p>

<p>Master Hunt maintained, and Captain Smith was of the same
opinion, that when the Phoenix was unloaded, the rats came ashore
from her, finding lodging in that building which represented the
vital spot of our town.</p>

<p>Howsoever the pests came there, certain it was we should reap
no harvest that year, unless the savages became more friendly
than they had lately shown themselves, and as to this we speedily
learned.</p>

<h1><a name="TREACHERY_DURIN"></a>TREACHERY DURING CAPTAIN
SMITH'S ABSENCE</h1>

<p>When Captain Smith set off in the pinnace in order to buy what
might serve us as seed, he found himself threatened by all the
brown men living near about the shores of the bay, as if they had
suddenly made up a plot to kill us, and never one of them would
speak him fairly. It was while my master was away that two
Dutchmen, who came over in the Phoenix and had gone with Captain
Smith in the pinnace, returned to Jamestown, saying to Captain
Winne, who was in command at the fort, that Captain Smith had use
for more weapons because of going into the country in the hope of
finding Indians who would supply him with corn.</p>

<p>Not doubting their story, the captain supplied them with what
they demanded, and, as was afterward learned, before leaving town
that night they stole many swords, pike heads, shot and powder,
all of which these Dutch thieves carried to Powhatan.</p>

<p>If these two had been the only white men who did us wrong,
then might our plight not have become so desperate; but many
there were, upwards of sixteen so Master Hunt declared, who from
day to day carried away secretly such weapons and tools, or
powder and shot, as they could come upon, thereby trusting to the
word of the savages that they might live with them in their
villages always, without doing any manner of work.</p>

<p>Others sold kettles, hoes, or even swords and guns, that they
might buy fruit, or corn, or meat from the Indians without doing
so much of labor as was necessary in order to gather these things
for themselves.</p>

<h1><a name="CAPTAIN SMITH'S SPEECH"></a>CAPTAIN SMITH'S
SPEECH</h1>

<p>Jamestown was a scene of turmoil and confusion when Captain
Smith came back from his journey having on board only two baskets
of corn for seed. After understanding what had been done by the
idle ones during his absence, he called all the people together
and said unto them, speaking earnestly, as if pleading for his
very life:</p>

<p>"Never did I believe white men who were come together in a new
world, and should stand shoulder to shoulder against all the
enemies that surround them, could be so reckless and malicious.
It is vain to hope for more help from Powhatan, and the time has
come when I will no longer bear with you in your idleness; but
punish severely if you do not set about the work which must be
done, without further plotting. You cannot deny but that I have
risked my life many a time in order to save yours, when, if you
had been allowed to go your own way, all would have starved. Now
I swear solemnly that you shall not only gather for yourselves
the fruits which the earth doth yield, but for those who are
sick. Every one that gathers not each day as much as I do, shall
on the next day be set beyond the river, forever banished from
the fort, to live or starve as God wills."</p>

<p>This caused the lazy ones to bestir themselves for the time,
and perhaps all might have gone well with us had not the London
Company sent out nine more vessels, in which were five hundred
persons, to join us people in Jamestown. One of the ships, as we
afterward learned, was wrecked in a hurricane; seven arrived
safely, and the ninth vessel we had not heard from.</p>

<p>All these people had expected to find food in plenty, servants
to wait upon them, and everything furnished to hand without being
obliged to raise a finger in their own behalf. What was yet
worse, they had among them many men who believed they were to be
made officers of the government.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_NEW_LAWS"></a>THE NEW LAWS</h1>

<p>Now you must understand that with the coming of this fleet we
of Jamestown were told that the London Company had changed all
the laws for us in Virginia, and that Lord De la Warr, who sailed
on the ship from which nothing had been heard, was to be our
governor.</p>

<p>From that hour did it seem as if all the men in Jamestown,
save only half a dozen, among whom were Captain Smith, Master
Hunt and Master Percy, strove their best to wreck the
settlement.</p>

<p>Because Lord De la Warr, the new governor, had not arrived,
many of the new comers refused to obey my master, and they were
so strong in numbers that it was not possible for him to force
them to his will.</p>

<p>Each man strove for himself, regardless of the sick, or of the
women and children. Some banded themselves together in companies,
falling upon such Indian villages as they could easily overcome,
and murdered and robbed until all the brown men of Virginia stood
ready to shed the blood of every white man who crossed their
path.</p>

<p>Then came that which plunged Nathaniel and me into deepest
grief.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_ACCIDENT"></a>THE ACCIDENT</h1>

<p>Captain Smith had gone up the bay in the hope of soothing the
trouble among the savages, and, failing in this effort, was
returning, having got within four and twenty hours' journey of
Jamestown, when the pinnace was anchored for the night.</p>

<p>The boat's company lay down to sleep, and then came that
accident, if accident it may be called, the cause of which no man
has ever been able to explain to the satisfaction of Master Hunt
or myself.</p>

<p>Captain Smith was asleep, with his powder bag by his side,
when in some manner it was set on fire, and the powder,
exploding, tore the flesh from his body and thighs for the space
of nine or ten inches square, even down to the bones.</p>

<p>In his agony, and being thus horribly aroused from sleep,
hardly knowing what he did, he plunged overboard as the quickest
way to soothe the pain. There he was like to have drowned but for
Samuel White, who came near to losing his own life in saving
him.</p>

<p>He was brought back to the town on the day before the ships of
the fleet, which had brought so many quarrelsome people, were to
sail for England. With no surgeon to dress his wounds, what could
he do but depart in one of these ships with the poor hope of
living in agony until he arrived on the other side of the
ocean.</p>

<p>Nathaniel and I would have gone with him, willing, because of
his friendship for us, to have served him so long as we lived. He
refused to listen to our prayers, insisting that we were lads
well fitted to live in a new land like Virginia, and that if we
would but remain with Master Hunt, working out our time of
apprenticeship, which would be but five years longer, then might
we find ourselves men of importance in the colony. He doubted
not, so he said, but that we would continue, after he had gone,
as we had while he was with us.</p>

<p>What could we lads do other than obey, when his commands were
laid upon us, even though our hearts were so sore that it seemed
as if it would no longer be possible to live when he had
departed?</p>

<p>Even amid his suffering, when one might well have believed
that he could give no heed to anything save his own plight, he
spoke to us of what we should do for the bettering of our own
condition. He promised that as soon as he was come to London, and
able to walk around, if so be God permitted him to live, he would
seek out Nathaniel's parents to tell them that the lad who had
run away from his home was rapidly making a man of himself in
Virginia, and would one day come back to gladden their
hearts.</p>

<h1><a name="CAPTAIN_SMITH_S"></a>CAPTAIN SMITH'S DEPARTURE</h1>

<p>It is not well for me to dwell upon our parting with the
master whom we had served more than two years, and who had ever
been the most friendly friend and the most manly man one could
ask to meet.</p>

<p>Our hearts were sore, when, after having done what little we
might toward carrying him on board the ship, we came back to his
house, which he had said in the presence of witnesses should be
ours, and there took up our lives with Master Hunt.</p>

<p>But for that good man's prayers, on this first night we would
have abandoned ourselves entirely to grief; but he devoted his
time to soothing us, showing why we had no right to do other than
continue in the course on which we had been started by the man
who was gone from us, until it was, to my mind at least, as if I
should be doing some grievous wrong to my master, if I failed to
carry on the work while he was away, as it would have been done
had I known we were to see him again within the week.</p>

<p>With Captain Smith gone, perhaps to his death; with half a
dozen men who claimed the right to stand at the head of the
government until Lord De la Warr should come; and with the
savages menacing us on every hand, sore indeed was our
plight.</p>

<p>With so many in the town, for there were now four hundred and
ninety persons, and while the savages, because of having been so
sorely wronged, were in arms against us, it was no longer
possible to go abroad for food, and as the winter came on we were
put to it even in that land of plenty, for enough to keep
ourselves alive.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_STARVING"></a>THE "STARVING TIME"</h1>

<p>We came to know what starvation meant during that winter, and
were I to set down here all of the suffering, of the hunger
weakness, and of the selfishness we saw during the six months
after Captain Smith sailed for home, there would not be days
enough left in my life to complete the tale.</p>

<p>As I look back on it now, it seems more like some wonderful
dream than a reality, wherein men strove with women and children
for food to keep life in their own worthless bodies.</p>

<p>It is enough if I say that of the four hundred and ninety
persons whom Captain Smith left behind him, there were, in the
month of May of the year 1610, but fifty-eight left alive. That
God should have spared among those, Nathaniel Peacock and myself,
is something which passeth understanding, for verily there were
scores of better than we whose lives would have advantaged
Jamestown more than ours ever can, who died and were buried as
best they could be by the few who had sufficient strength
remaining to dig the graves.</p>

<p>I set it down in all truth that, through God's mercy, our
lives were saved by Master Hunt, for he counseled us wisely as to
the care we should take of our bodies when our stomachs were
crying out for food, and it was he who showed us how we might
prepare this herb or the bark from that tree for the sustaining
of life, when we had nothing else to put into our mouths.</p>

<p>We had forgotten that Lord De la Warr was the new governor; we
had heard nothing of the ship in which it was said Sir Thomas
Gates and Sir George Somers had sailed. We were come to that pass
where we cared neither for governor nor nobleman. We strove only
to keep within our bodies the life which had become painful.</p>

<p>Then it was, when the few of us who yet lived, feared each
moment lest the savages would put an end to us, that we saw
sailing up into the bay two small ships, and I doubt if there was
any among us who did not fall upon his knees and give thanks
aloud to God for the help which had come at the very moment when
it had seemed that we were past all aid.</p>

<h1><a name="OUR_COURAGE_GIV"></a>OUR COURAGE GIVES OUT</h1>

<p>But our time of rejoicing was short. Although these two ships
were brought by Sir Thomas Gates and Sir George Somers, having in
them not less than one hundred and fifty men, they did not have
among them food sufficient to provide for the wants of our
company until another harvest should come.</p>

<p>The vessel in which these new comers had sailed was, as I have
said, wrecked in a hurricane near the Bermuda Isles, where, after
much labor, they had contrived to build these two small
ships.</p>

<p>It needed not that we, who of all our people in Jamestown
remained alive, should tell the story of what we had suffered,
for that could be read on our faces.</p>

<p>Neither was it required that these new comers should study
long in order to decide upon the course to be pursued, for the
answer to all their speculations could be found in the empty
storehouse, and in the numberless graves 'twixt there and the
river bank.</p>

<p>Of provisions, they had so much as might serve for a voyage to
England, if peradventure the winds were favorable; and ere the
ships had been at anchor four and twenty hours, it was resolved
that we should abandon this town of James, which we had hoped
might one day grow into a city fair to look upon.</p>

<p>An attempt to build up a nation in this new land of Virginia,
of which ours was the third, had cost of money and of blood more
than man could well set down, and now, after all this brave
effort on the part of such men as Captain Smith, Master Hunt and
Master Percy, it was to go for naught.</p>

<p>Once more were the savages to hold undisputed possession of
the land which they claimed as their own.</p>

<h1><a name="ABANDONING_JAME"></a>ABANDONING JAMESTOWN</h1>

<p>Now even though Nathaniel Peacock and I had known more of
suffering and of sorrow, than of pleasure, in Jamestown, our
hearts were sore at leaving it.</p>

<p>It seemed to me as if we were running contrary to that which
my master would have commanded, and there were tears in my eyes,
of which I was not ashamed, when Nathaniel and I, hand in hand,
followed Master Hunt out of the house we had helped to build.</p>

<p>Those who had come from the shipwreck amid the Bermudas, were
rejoicing because they had failed to arrive in time to share with
us the starvation and the sickness, therefore to them this
turning back upon the enterprise was but a piece of good fortune.
Yet were they silent and sad, understanding our sorrow.</p>

<p>It was the eighth day of June, in the year 1610, when we set
sail from Jamestown, believing we were done with the new world
forever, and yet within less than three hours was all our grief
changed to rejoicing, all our sorrow to thankfulness.</p>

<h1><a name="LORD_DE_LA_WARR"></a>LORD DE LA WARR'S ARRIVAL</h1>

<p>At the mouth of the river, sailing toward us bravely as if
having come from some glorious victory, were three ships laden
with men, and, as we afterward came to know, an ample store of
provisions.</p>

<p>It was Lord De la Warr who had come to take up his
governorship, and verily he was arrived in the very point of
time, for had he been delayed four and twenty hours, we would
have been on the ocean, where was little likelihood of seeing
him.</p>

<p>It needs not I should say that our ships were turned back, and
before nightfall Master Hunt was sitting in Captain Smith's
house, with Nathaniel Peacock and me cooking for him such a
dinner as we three had not known these six months past.</p>

<p>I have finished my story of Jamestown, having set myself to
tell only of what was done there while we were with Captain John
Smith.</p>

<p>And it is well I should bring this story to an end here, for
if I make any attempt at telling what came to Nathaniel Peacock
and myself after that, then am I like to keep on until he who has
begun to read will lay down the story because of weariness.</p>

<p>For the satisfaction of myself, and the better pleasing of
Nathaniel Peacock, however, I will add, concerning our two
selves, that we remained in the land of Virginia until our time
of apprenticeship was ended, and then it was, that Master Hunt
did for us as Captain Smith had promised to do.</p>

<h1><a name="THE_YOUNG_PLANT"></a>THE YOUNG PLANTERS</h1>

<p>We found ourselves, in the year 1614, the owners of an hundred
acres of land which Nathaniel and I had chosen some distance back
from the river, so that we might stand in no danger of the
shaking sickness, and built ourselves a house like unto the one
we had helped make for Captain Smith.</p>

<p>With the coming of Lord De la Warr all things were changed.
The governing of the people was done as my old master, who never
saw Virginia again, I grieve to say, would have had it. We became
a law abiding people, save when a few hotheads stirred up trouble
and got the worst of it.</p>

<p>When Nathaniel Peacock and I settled down as planters on our
own account, there were eleven villages in the land of Virginia,
and, living in them, more than four thousand men, women, and
children.</p>

<p>It was no longer a country over which the savages ruled
without check, though sad to relate, the brown men of the land
shed the blood of white men like water, ere they were driven out
from among us.</p>

<p>It is well I set down here at the end, that but for Captain
John Smith and Master Hunt, Nathaniel Peacock and I might have
remained in London to become worthless vagabonds, whereas we
stand today free men, planters who are fairly well respected
among our fellows; and I hope, as well as believe, that no man
within this land of Virginia can say that he was ever wronged or
made sorrowful by Nathaniel Peacock or Richard of Jamestown.</p>







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