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been taught。 The strip of sand was strewn with the dead and the dying； but they belonged not to us。 Our dead numbered but three； and we bore their bodies with us。
Within the palisade we found the English in sufficiently good case。 Of the score or more Indians cut off by us from their mates and penned within that death trap； half at least were already dead； run through with sword and pike； shot down with the muskets that there was now time to load。 The remainder； hemmed about； pressed against the wall； were fast meeting with a like fate。 They stood no chance against us； we cared not to make prisoners of them； it was a slaughter； but they had taken the initiative。 They fought with the courage of despair； striving to spring in upon us； striking when they could with hatchet and knife； and through it all talking and laughing； making God knows what savage boasts； what taunts against the English； what references to the hunting grounds to which they were going。 They were brave men that we slew that day。
At last there was left but the leader； … unharmed； unwounded； though time and again he had striven to close with some one of us； to strike and to die striking with his fellows。 Behind him was the wall： of the half circle which he faced well…nigh all were old soldiers and servants of the colony； gentlemen none of whom had come in later than Dale； … Rolfe； West； Wynne； and others。 We were swordsmen all。 When in his desperation he would have thrown himself upon us； we contented ourselves with keeping him at sword's length； and at last West sent the knife in the dark hand whirling over the palisade。 Some one had shouted to the musketeers to spare him。
When he saw that he stood alone； he stepped back against the wall； drew himself up to his full height； and folded his arms。 Perhaps he thought that we would shoot him down then and there； perhaps he saw himself a captive amongst us； a show for the idle and for the strangers that the ships brought in。
The din had ceased； and we the living； the victors； stood and looked at the vanquished dead at our feet； and at the dead beyond the gates； and at the neck upon which was no living foe； and at the blue sky bending over all。 Our hearts told us； and told us truly； that the lesson had been taught； that no more forever need we at Jamestown fear an Indian attack。 And then we looked at him whose life we had spared。
He opposed our gaze with his folded arms and his head held high and his back against the wall。 Many of us could remember him； a proud； shy lad； coming for the first time from the forest with his sister to see the English village and its wonders。 For idleness we had set him in our midst that summer day； long ago； on the green by the fort； and had called him 〃your royal highness；〃 laughing at the quickness of our wit； and admiring the spirit and bearing of the lad and the promise he gave of a splendid manhood。 And all knew the tale I had brought the night before。
Slowly； as one man； and with no spoken word； we fell back； the half circle straightening into a line and leaving a clear pathway to the open gates。 The wind had ceased to blow； I remember； and a sunny stillness lay upon the sand； and the rough…hewn wooden stakes； and a little patch of tender grass across which stretched a dead man's arm。 The church bells began to ring。
The Indian out of whose path to life and freedom we had stepped glanced from the line of lowered steel to the open gates and the forest beyond； and understood。 For a full minute he waited； moving not a muscle； still and stately as some noble masterpiece in bronze。 Then he stepped from the shadow of the wall and moved past us through the sunshine that turned the eagle feather in his scalp lock to gold。 His eyes were fixed upon the forest； there was no change in the superb calm of his face。 He went by the huddled dead and the long line of the living that spoke no word； and out of the gates and across the neck； walking slowly that we might yet shoot him down if we saw fit to repent ourselves； and proudly like a king's son。 There was no sound save the church bells ringing for our deliverance。 He reached the shadow of the trees： a moment； and the forest had back her own。
We sheathed our swords and listened to the Governor's few earnest words of thankfulness and of recognition of this or that man's service； and then we set to work to clear the ground of the dead； to place sentinels； to bring the town into order； to determine what policy we should pursue； to search for ways by which we might reach and aid those who might be yet alive in the plantations above and below us。
We could not go through the forest where every tree might hide a foe； but there was the river。 For the most part； the houses of the English had been built； like mine at Weyanoke； very near to the water。 I volunteered to lead a party up river； and Wynne to go with another toward the bay。 But as the council at the Governor's was breaking up； and as Wynne and I were hurrying off to make our choice of the craft at the landing； there came a great noise from the watchers upon the bank； and a cry that boats were coming down the stream。
It was so； and there were in them white men； nearly all of whom had their wounds to show； and cowering women and children。 One boat had come from the plantation at Paspahegh； and two from Martin…Brandon； they held all that were left of the people。 。 。 。 A woman had in her lap the body of a child； and would not let us take it from her； another； with a half…severed arm； crouched above a man who lay in his blood in the bottom of the boat。
Thus began that strange procession that lasted throughout the afternoon and night and into the next day； when a sloop came down from Henricus with the news that the English were in force there to stand their ground； although their loss had been heavy。 Hour after hour they came as fast as sail and oar could bring them； the panic…stricken folk； whose homes were burned； whose kindred were slain； who had themselves escaped as by a miracle。 Many were sorely wounded； so that they died when we lifted them from the boats； others had slighter hurts。 Each boatload had the same tale to tell of treachery； surprise； and fiendish butchery。 Wherever it had been possible the English had made a desperate defense； in the face of which the savages gave way and finally retired to the forest。 Contrary to their wont； the Indians took few prisoners； but for the most part slew outright those whom they seized； wreaking their spite upon the senseless corpses。 A man too good for this world； George Thorpe； who would think no evil； was killed and his body mutilated by those whom he had taught and loved。 And Nathaniel Powel was dead； and four others of the Council； besides many more of name and note。 There were many women slain and little children。
From the stronger hundreds came tidings of the number lost； and that the survivors would hold the homes that were left； for the time at least。 The Indians had withdrawn； it remained to be seen if they were satisfied with the havoc they had wrought。 Would his Honor send by boat … there could be no traveling through the woods … news of how others had fared； and also powder and shot？
Before the dawning w