CAPTIVITY OF SMITH.

Captain Smith was not aware of the stealthy approach of the Indians; a

slight wound by an arrow was the first intimation he had of their

presence.

In this peril, of a nature to quell the greatest courage, because its

exercise must be hopeless, his energies did not desert him; seizing

his Indian guide, he constrained him to serve as a shield against the

missiles of the assailants--and interposing the Indian's person

between himself and his enemies, he commenced his retreat in the

direction of the canoe; but being obliged to make face to the Indians,

his progress was consequently retrograde, and thus not being able to

pick his way, he sunk through the ice to the waist in a morass. Here,

embarrassed as he was, he slew with his musket three of the Indians,

and for several hours kept the others at a distance, until fatigued

with his fruitless efforts to extricate himself from the morass, and

benumbed by the cold, he desisted from the idle contest. The Indians

dared not yet approach him, until he had thrown his arms to a distance

from him, when they raised him and carried him to a fire at the canoe,

near which lay the dead bodies of his companions.

Smith, with the vague intention of gaining time, and of making a

favorable impression upon his captors, endeavored to establish a

communication with their chief, whom he propitiated by the offering of

his pocket compass. The curiosity of the savage was forcibly roused by

the apparent life in the vibrations of the needle, the motions of

which were visible through the crystal, although it eluded his touch;

but when the prisoner, by signs, and so much of their language as he

had acquired, engaged his attention to the description of its

properties and uses--how, by its indication alone, the solitary hunter

could track his pathless way, in darkness, through the deepest

forests, and direct his canoe through the expanse of waters to its

destined point, and this by mysterious and inscrutable influence

between the heavenly bodies and the little talisman he held in his

hands, the Indian's faculties were absorbed in the recital, and he

remained fixed in an attitude of mute and vague wonder.

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