There were no good doctors in Jamestown, and as the wound in his

thigh did not heal, Captain Smith sailed back to England in the

next vessel, never to visit Jamestown again. But when quite cured

he explored the northeast coast of our country, and drew a good map

of it, calling that part of America New England. It was in reward

for this service that the king gave him the title of "Admiral of New

England." Being now too old to continue his journeys any longer,

Smith spent the rest of his life in writing an account of his

travels and of the founding of Jamestown.

Some people say that Captain Smith, like many sailors, was so fond

of spinning yarns that he did not always tell the exact truth. He

cannot have been a bad man, however, for when he died, those who

had gone out to Jamestown with him said that he hated baseness,

laziness, pride, and falsehood; that he never sent any one into a

danger he was not ready to share; that he was strictly honest in

all his dealings; and that he loved actions more than words; and he

was honored and mourned by all. Brave Captain Smith was buried in

London, where his friends placed this inscription over his grave:

"Here lies one conquered, that hath conquered kings."

After Captain Smith left them, the Jamestown colonists became idler

than ever, and treated the Indians so unkindly that even Pocahontas

refused to visit them any more. The result was that they could not

buy any corn, and as they had no crops of their own, they had so

little food, when winter came, that only sixty out of about six

hundred colonists managed to live.

This terrible winter in Jamestown is known in history as "Starvation

Time;" and some people say that the settlers became so desperate

from hunger that they actually turned cannibals. Their sufferings

were so great that those who survived determined to go home in the

spring. So they put their scant stock of provisions on board their

ships, and prepared to sail.

But before leaving they wanted to set fire to the houses they had

built, and destroy the place where "none had enjoyed one happy

day." The governor, however, refused to let them do this. To make

sure his orders should not be disobeyed, he embarked last, after

seeing that all was safe.

The little band of discouraged settlers now sailed slowly down the

James River. But on reaching its mouth, they were overjoyed to meet

three ships coming from England, with a stock of provisions and

many new colonists. They therefore turned around and went back to

Jamestown, where, you may be sure, they were very thankful to find

their houses still standing and all ready to receive them.

XXVI. THE VISIT OF POCAHONTAS TO ENGLAND.

A new governor, named Dale, now took charge of the Jamestown colony,

and seeing that the colonists were lazy and indifferent, he tried to

find out the cause. He soon discovered that the workers thought it

unjust that they should have to feed the lazy, for the rule had been

that all supplies should go into a common storehouse, and that each

man should receive an equal share.

As the company had in 1609 received a new charter from the king,

granting them land for four hundred miles along the coast, and

thence "up into the land throughout from sea to sea, west and

northwest," they were very anxious that the Jamestown colony should

thrive. Dale, therefore, now said that each man should work for

himself only. The result was that those who were willing to labor

were soon very comfortable, while the lazy colonists became poorer

and poorer. Still, seeing that they must work or starve, the idlers

now did enough to keep themselves alive.

Other laws were made at the same time, and it was decided that

those who disobeyed them should have their tongues pierced with a

red-hot iron. From this time on Jamestown prospered; more colonists

came, grain became plentiful, and instead of digging for gold, the

settlers planted tobacco to sell in England.

The English had by this time learned to like tobacco, although

King James disapproved so strongly of smoking that he wrote a book

called "A Counterblast to Tobacco." In fact, the use of this weed

was so general that the colonists, finding they could get about

seventy-five cents a pound for it, raised all they could, thus

following the example set by John Rolfe, one of their number.

Four years after Captain Smith left the Jamestown colony, the

English captain Ar´gall, remembering how useful Pocahontas had been,

determined to capture her. Hearing that she was with a neighboring

tribe, he bargained with the chief to lure her on board his vessel

and leave her there.

The chief consented, and walked off in triumph with his reward,--a

shiny copper kettle,--leaving Pocahontas in the hands of Captain

Argall. He took her to Jamestown, where she was kindly treated. John

Rolfe converted the young prisoner, and made her his wife as soon as

she had been baptized. Powhatan and many of his tribe were invited

to this wedding, the first between an Englishman and an Indian girl.

Of course it was a great event in the colony, so when the next ship

went back to England it carried this piece of news to court.

[Illustration: Marriage of Pocahontas.]

When the king heard it he was greatly displeased, for he fancied

that, after marrying the daughter of the King of Virginia, Rolfe

might want to rule over the country. But Rolfe wished nothing of the

kind, and after growing tobacco for a while, he took his Indian wife

to England.

To please Captain Smith, the queen welcomed Pocahontas kindly. She

appeared at court in fashionable English clothes,--which must have

seemed very uncomfortable to an Indian,--and was presented as the

"Lady Rebecca," for since her baptism her name had been changed.

Pocahontas spent a few months in England, and she had just started

to return to Virginia, when she was taken ill and died. But she

left a little son, who lived to grow up and became the ancestor of

several noted families in Virginia.

[Illustration: Wives for the Virginians.]

The colonists soon found tobacco so profitable that they planted it

even in the streets of Jamestown, and used it for money. Instead of

saying a thing was worth so many dollars, as we do now, they said it

was worth so many pounds of tobacco. They rapidly grew rich, and as

they no longer feared starvation, all longed to have wives to make

them comfortable.

They therefore wrote to England, asking that women should be sent

out to them, offering to give from one hundred to one hundred and

fifty pounds of tobacco to pay for their passage. The next ship,

therefore, brought over a cargo of young women, and the men who

wanted wives rushed down to the wharf, and wooed them so eagerly

that there were soon many happy homes in Virginia.

As tobacco crops rapidly exhaust the soil, the colonists occupied

more and more land, settling generally near a stream, so that

vessels could come and load at their private docks. And because

tobacco is planted, and not sown, their lands were called

plantations, a name still used in the South for any large farm. Some

people, however, say the name was given to any settlement planted in

a new place.

To make sure they would always have a good government, the Virginia

planters, who in 1619 had eleven settlements, or boroughs, chose

two men from each borough to sit in a House of Bur´ges-ses at

Jamestown. These burgesses helped to make a set of laws, called

the "Great Charter." The fact that the colonists now had a share

in ruling themselves, made them take special pride in their new

homes, although they still spoke lovingly of England as the "mother

country."

Strange to relate, the same year that the Virginia colonists claimed

their right as freemen to help govern themselves, a Dutch ship

brought twenty negroes to Jamestown, and sold them as slaves. But

although these were the first colored people in our country, they

were not the first or only slaves, for the king had already sent out

a number of convicts and homeless children to serve the colonists.

There was always a great difference between white and colored

slaves. White men were sold only for a certain length of time, after

which they again became free; but the negroes were sold for good and

all, and they and their children were to be slaves forever.

XXVII. HUDSON AND THE INDIANS.

While the English were gaining ground in Virginia, the other nations

were not idle. The Spaniards, as we have seen, had settled in

Florida and New Mexico, and, in the latter place especially, their

priests started several mission stations.

This was very dangerous work, because they often had to go alone

among the Indians, who at times rose up against them and even

tortured them to death. But these priests were quite ready to die

for the sake of their religion, and although in the course of the

next one hundred years more than forty were murdered, others were

always ready to take their places.

After many failures the Spaniards finally made friends with and

converted most of the Pueb´lo Indians, who learned to live on

peaceable terms with the white men, as they still do to-day. In

fact, although they had but one small town, Santa Fé, the Spaniards

had many missions and eleven churches in New Mexico before the

Jamestown colonists first sat in the House of Burgesses.

The French Huguenots, as already said, tried to make a settlement

in the southern part of our country, but had been murdered by their

Spanish neighbors. Next, some Frenchmen tried to settle in Maine,

but soon gave up the attempt. Their first lasting settlement was

therefore made in 1604, at Port. Royal in A-ca´di-a, where they

at first suffered much, but afterwards prospered greatly and had

comfortable homes.

The Dutch, living near the ocean, were great seamen and traders, so

you will not be surprised to hear that they, too, sent ships across

the Atlantic before long. One of these vessels, the _Half-Moon_,

under Henry Hudson, came over here to look for the northwest

passage. Sailing along the New England coast, and thence southward,

Hudson entered Del´a-ware and New York bays. He also sailed up a

great stream, then called the North River, but now generally known

as the Hudson (1609).

At first Hudson thought this broad river must be the long-sought

road to India, because at high tide the water was salt many miles

upstream. But sailing on, he finally discovered that it was a river,

which he explored to the point where Al´ba-ny now stands. It was in

September, the weather was beautiful, and Hudson and his crew were

in raptures over the lovely views. The coming of this vessel created

a great sensation among the Indians, who rushed to the edge of the

water to see the "great white bird." They called the _Half-Moon_ a

bird on account of its spreading sails.

[Illustration: Hudson on the River.]

Hudson traded with the natives for tobacco and furs, and once when

they tried to steal some of his trinkets he gave them a terrible

fright by shooting off his cannon. On his return he landed on

Man-hat´tan Island, where the Indians gave him a feast, breaking

their arrows to show he need fear no treachery on their part.

We are told that, in exchange for their hospitality, Hudson offered

the savages some rum to drink. They looked at it, and smelled it,

but passed it on without tasting it. Finally the bottle came to

an Indian who was somewhat bolder than the rest, or who feared to

offend the white man. He drank a great deal of the liquor, but he

had no sooner done so than he fell down senseless, and all his

companions thought he was dead.

After a few hours, however, the Indian awoke from his drunken sleep,

to remark that the Dutchman had the strongest water he had ever

tasted. The other savages were now all eager to try the "fire water"

too; and, having drunk it once, they took such a fancy to it that

before long they were ready to give all they had in exchange for

more. But, as you will see, this fire water was to do them a great

deal of harm.

On his way home Hudson stopped in England, where they kept him

a prisoner, saying an Englishman ought to make discoveries only

for the good of his own country. But Hudson managed to send a

description of his journey to Holland, and he then reported that he

had visited "as beautiful a land as one can tread upon." Hearing

from him also that great bargains in furs could be made with the

Indians, Dutch merchants soon sent out vessels to establish trading

stations near Albany and on Manhattan Island.

While the Dutch were thus bartering, Hudson, set free, started out

on a voyage for England. Sailing farther north, in search of a

passage to India, he came, in 1611, to the bay which still bears his

name. Here his crew suffered so much from the cold climate that,

in their anger against their captain, they put him, his son, and

seven sick men in a boat, and cut them adrift. The ship came back to

Europe in safety, but nothing more was ever heard of Hudson or the

unfortunate sailors with him.

The Dutch soon built Fort Orange on the Hudson, near Albany, Fort

Nas´sau on the Delaware, and, later, a fort on Manhattan Island.

Here, in 1614, they founded the colony later called New Am´ster-dam,

on the very spot where a shipwrecked captain had built the first

Dutch-American vessel about one year before. Little by little the

Dutch now took possession of the land along the Hudson River and New

York Bay. They built comfortable houses of bricks brought over from

Holland, and before long had many thrifty farms in what they called

the New Neth´er-lands.

XXVIII. THE MAYFLOWER.

While the Spaniards were settling in Florida and New Mexico, the

French in Acadia, and the Dutch in the New Netherlands, the English,

as we have seen, had also been busy. In Virginia they had founded

Jamestown, and Gosnold and John Smith had visited and named several

places in New England, such as Cape Cod and the Charles River.

During the next few years several attempts were made to found a

colony in New England, but all failed. Still, although no real

settlements were made, English fishing vessels were often seen

along the coast, where codfish could easily be caught and dried.

The captain of one of these fishing boats is said to have captured

twenty-four Indians, whom he carried off to sell as slaves. Among

these savages was one named Squan´to. He was taken first to Spain

and then to England before he was shipped back to his native land.

When poor Squanto finally reached the New England shores once more

he found everything sadly changed. During his absence a terrible

plague had broken out and swept away nearly all his tribe. Wigwams,

fields, hunting and fishing grounds were now deserted, and the few

Indians who had escaped death had gone to live elsewhere. Squanto

therefore joined another tribe, to whom he soon proved very useful,

for he had learned enough English to serve as interpreter between

them and the fishermen.

Nowadays people can be of any religion they choose, but in the

beginning of the seventeenth century every one was expected to

practice the religion of the country in which he lived. After

following the Roman Catholic religion for about nine centuries, the

English, in the middle of the sixteenth century, suddenly decided

that England should have a church of her own. Their king, Henry

VIII., said that while the pope was head of the Roman Catholic

Church, he would henceforth be head of the An´gli-can or English

Church. He added that all his subjects would have to attend the

services of that church, and pay a tax to him for its support, just

as they had done to the pope.

Although there were a great many people quite willing to do this,

others said that nothing would induce them to give up the Roman

Catholic religion. These people were very firm, and although the

king tried to force them to change their religion, many of them

bravely died rather than do what they considered wrong.

At first there were only Roman Catholics and Anglicans in England.

But after a time some of the Anglicans said that they wanted a

plainer and _purer_ religion. They repeated this so often that

before long they were known all over England as the Pu´ri-tans.

Next, some of the Puritans refused to go to the Anglican Church at

all, or to pay for its support, and because they did this they were

treated just as unkindly as the Roman Catholics.

Those Puritans who separated themselves from their brethren

and refused to go to the Anglican Church were soon called

Sep´a-ra-tists. They were held in great contempt, and persecuted by

all those who did not believe exactly as they did. After standing

this for several years, some of them left England in 1607, and after

many trials founded a Separatist colony at Leȳ´den in Holland.

Here they had to work very hard to make a living; and although they

tried to keep their children apart from the rest of the people, they

soon saw that the boys and girls were learning the Dutch language

and ways so rapidly that before long they would cease to be English.

The Separatists therefore began to wonder where they could go so

their children would hear nothing but the English language, have no

dealings with people of a different religion, and still have a fair

chance to make a living.

They finally decided to go to the New World, and sent to ask King

James's permission to found a colony in a place where, while

remaining his faithful subjects, they could worship as they pleased.

James allowed them to go to America, but refused to give them a

paper granting all the rights they wished. Still, as the Separatists

knew that the king was as likely to break a written promise as a

verbal one, they made up their minds to run the risk.

Too poor to hire vessels to carry them and their goods across the

ocean, the Separatists borrowed the necessary money from English

speculators, promising that all their earnings for the next seven

years should be equally divided between the merchants and the

colonists. Then, hearing that none but Church of England people

would be received in Virginia, they decided to settle in the land

Hudson had described so favorably.

As the Separatists were about to set out on a long pilgrimage, or

journey, for the sake of their religion, they took the name of

Pilgrims. The youngest and strongest among them were to go out

first, under the guidance of one of their teachers, Elder Brewster.

But all the old and feeble members were to remain in Holland a

little longer, in charge of their minister, Mr. Rob´in-son. After

a last feast together, and a solemn parting prayer, the Pilgrims

received their pastor's blessing, said good-by to their friends, and

embarked on the _Speedwell_ at Delfs-ha´ven. The spot whence they

started is now marked by a monument commemorating their departure,

and from there Robinson prayerfully watched them until they were

out of sight. Although their vessel was old and leaky, the Pilgrims

reached South-amp´ton safely. Here they found friends waiting for

them, and all ready to sail in the _Mayflower_. After a short delay

both vessels set out together; but they soon had to put back,

because the _Speedwell_ proved unsafe. Leaving it at Plymouth, one

hundred and two of the most determined Pilgrims embarked on the

_Mayflower_, which set out alone to cross the Atlantic Ocean (1620).

[Illustration: The Mayflower.]

In those times all travel, whether by land or sea, was very slow.

It was therefore only after sixty-three days that the _Mayflower_,

driven out of its course by a storm, reached Cape Cod Bay. Thus,

you see, it came to the shores of New England instead of New York

or New Jersey. During that long and tempestuous journey one of the

passengers died; but as one little baby was born on the ship, the

Pilgrims still numbered one hundred and two souls.

XXIX. PLYMOUTH ROCK.

The season was so far advanced when the Pilgrims reached our

northeast coast, and the seas were so rough, that the captain of

the _Mayflower_ said it would not be safe to go any farther. So the

Pilgrims, who were tired of the ship and eager to begin building

their new homes, decided to settle in New England. Before they left

the ship, however, the men assembled in the little cabin to draw

up a paper, in which they pledged themselves to be true to their

country, king, and religion, and to obey any laws made for the good

of the colony. Then they elected John Carver, one of their number,

as governor for one year, and named Miles Stand´ish, an old soldier,

their captain.

[Illustration: The First Wash Day.]

While the women hastened ashore to wash their linen, Standish and

his little band of Pilgrim soldiers began to explore the coast to

find the best spot for their settlement. For a few days they tramped

up and down on Cape Cod, once only catching a glimpse of an Indian

and a dog. But finally they came to a ruined wigwam, where they saw

a copper kettle. This showed them that Europeans had been there

before. Soon after they found some buried corn, and carried it off,

intending to pay the owners for it later.

About three weeks after this, some Pilgrims and seamen took a boat

and sailed off to make a more extensive exploration of the coast.

After going a long distance they landed, and as they walked along

they were surprised to find so many graves, for they did not know

then that the plague had raged there two years before. Early one

day, after spending an uncomfortable night out of doors, and saying

their morning prayers, the explorers were startled by a terrible

Indian war whoop, and a flight of arrows fell all around them.

But Miles Standish was so brave a man that he made his men stand

firm and drive the Indians away. The Indians had attacked the party

only because they fancied that the Pilgrims had come to steal

Indians, as the fishermen had done several times before.

The Pilgrims now continued their explorations in the midst of a

driving snowstorm. Their rudder broke, and they had to steer with

their oars. Finally they were driven ashore, where they kindled

a fire, spending Sunday in prayer and praise, and resuming their

journey only on Monday morning.

On December 21 or 22 they again ran ashore, landing on a rock,

since called "the stepping-stone of New England," and now carefully

preserved and known as "Plymouth Rock." The land around seemed so

favorable that they decided to plant their colony here, naming it

Plymouth, in honor of the last English town they had seen before

leaving old England.

As the landing of the Pilgrim fathers is one of the great events of

our history, the anniversary of their coming is still kept in New

England and elsewhere, and is known as "Forefathers' Day."

[Illustration: Landing on Plymouth Rock.]

While Standish and his men were busy exploring, the _Mayflower_ rode

at anchor, and its inmates barely escaped a horrible death. One of

the colonists, named Bil´ling-ton, having, gone into the cabin to

get powder, carelessly left the barrel open. His boy, a mischievous

youngster, crept into the cabin unseen, and began playing with a

gun. Of course it went off unexpectedly, and the child came very

near setting fire to the powder in the barrel, and thus blowing up

the _Mayflower_ and all on board.

As soon as Standish had made his report, the anchor was raised, and

four days later the Pilgrims landed on Plymouth Rock. The first

woman to set foot upon it, we are told, was a Puritan maiden. Soon

all the settlers were very busy building a storehouse for their

provisions, and homes for themselves.

The men, exposed to the bad weather, caught such heavy colds that

before long all were ill, and when the storehouse and a log hut were

finished, both had to serve as hospitals for the sick. In spite of

an unusually mild winter, the colonists found their close quarters

on the _Mayflower_ and in damp log houses so uncomfortable that they

suffered greatly.

At one time all but seven were seriously ill, and in the course of

the winter nearly half of their number perished. Grave after grave

was dug in the frozen ground, but the Pilgrims dared not mark them

in any way, lest the Indians should discover how many of the white

men had died. They were careful about this, because, although they

had not seen any, they knew that Indians were lurking near them, for

tools left in the woods a few hours had mysteriously vanished.

XXX. THE FIRST AMERICAN THANKSGIVING.

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