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wam ; he then uncovered her head, and jogged her till she waked, or pretended to wake. The nymph rising up, the lover held to her the light, which he had carefully concealed in the hollow of his hand ; and which she immediately blew out. This act inflamed the respectful lover to boldness; for it discovered that the heart of his mistress was not cruel.
Smith passed the night in a conflict of hope and fear ; but the next morning, while his mind was still filled with the horrors of an imaginary death, he was on the brink of experiencing a real
An Indian Chief, whose son during the night had been seized with a delirious fever, hid himself behind a tree, and when Smith approached it, conversing with Opechancanough, threw a hatchet at his head, which underwent a rotary motion as it flew through the air, and had not Smith stooped providentially at the moment to gather a flower, his soul had certainly been dispatched to the region of ghosts. The superstition of the savage had ascribed his son's disorder to the sorcery of the prisoner; whom the Indians conducted to the raving man, imploring he would recover him. Smith, having examined the fellow, assumed a profound look, and informed the bystanders, that he had a water at James-town, which, in such a disorder, never failed to produce a cure; but Opechancanough had more cunning than to allow him to go and fetch it.
Smith found the Indians at Orapakes making
the greatest preparations for an assault upon James-town. To facilitate their designs, they desired Smith's advice and assistance; holding out to him the alluring rewards of life, and liberty, and lands, and women. But he represented to them the danger of the attempt with such hyperbolical amplification ; and described the springing of mines, great guns, and other warlike engines, with such an aggrandizement of horror, that the hearers were exceedingly terrified and amazed. And then he persuaded some of them to go to James-lown, under the pretence of obtaining toys; and in the leaf of a table book he apprized the Colonists of the warlike preparations of the besiegers, directing them to affright the messengers with the explosion of bombs, and not to fail sending the things that he wrote for. Within three days the messengers returned, greatly astonished themselves, and filling the hearers with astonishment, at the dreadful explosions they had witnessed ; nor less wondering how the prisoner could divine, or make the paper speak; for all things were delivered to them as he had solemnly prophesied.
The meditated attack upon James-town being laid aside, Opechancanough led Smith in triumph through the country; exhibiting him with high exultation to the Youghtanunds, and Mattaponies, the Piankatanks, and Nantaughtacunds. They afterwards conducted him through the country of
the Nominies ; and when, for several weeks, he had raised the wonder of some, and provoked the laughter of others, they brought him to Opechancanough's chief settlement, on the river Pamunkey.
This place was much larger, and more populous than Orapakes ; the wigwams were built with more care, and that appropriated to Opechancanough exhibited a rude magnificence. The curiosity of the women was here again excited ; and the Indians, in conducting Smith through the crowd, performed with triumphant antics their military exercise; throwing themselves into à war-dance with every distortion of body; and yelling out the most diabolical screeches and notes.
Here Smith was confined three days in a separate wigwam ; during which time the inhabitants came in crowds with frightful howlings, and hellish ceremonies, conjuring him to declare whether he intended them good or ill. After this they brought him a bag of gunpowder, and desired to know what kind of grain it was; for they judged it to be the produce of the earth, and carefully preserved it to plant the next spring.
At length, Captain Smith, was conducted to Werowocomoco, where Powhatan, the Emperor lived in savage state and magnificence. When Smith was brought into the presence of Powhatan, he was sitting upon a wooden throne resembling
a bedstead, cloathed with a flowing robe of racoon skins, and wearing on his head a coronet of feathers. He was about sixty years of age, somewhat hoary, and of a mien that impressed every beholder with awe. On each side of him sat a young squaw, who practised every endearing softness of her sex, and contended for the caresses of her venerable Sovereign. It was ludicrous to behold the bald-headed letcher relax from his ferocity, and, waxing wanton, pinch the cheek of the damsel who most conciliated him.
When Smith entered the royal Wigwam, the whole Court gave a shout; and the Queen of Appamattox was appointed to carry him water to wash, while one of the concubines left the throne, and brought him a bunch of feathers instead of a towel to dry himself. Hence Smith was received more like a guest than a prisoner ; and, after an abundant supper, a skin was spread for him to sleep upon.
During the night a centinel was placed at each corner of the royal Wigwam, who every hali hour was heard to shout; shaking his finger between his lips to give more horror to the sound. If there was any one found remiss in making this clamour, the Captain of the watch immediately took a cudgel, and beat him over the head and shoulders till he roared with anguish.
The person of Smith was extremely prepossessing ; to a figure comely from nature was
superadded that cxternal grace which he had acquired in the court and the camp of Great Britain; and several ladies of distinguished rank had heaped upon him unequivocal marks of their tenderness. The influence of the passions is uniform, and their effects nearly the same in every human breast; hence love operates in the same manner throughout the world, and discovers itself by the same symptoms in the breasts of beings separated by an immeasurable ocean. When Smith appeared before Powhatan, the first impression he made decided favourably for him on the minds of the women. This his knowledge of the sex soon discovered; but his attention was principally attracted by the charms of a young girl, whose looks emanated from a heart that was the seat of every tenderness, and who could not conceal those soft emotions of which the female bosom is so susceptible. It is in vain to attempt opposing the inroads of the blind god; the path of love is a path to which there is no end ; in which there is no remedy for lovers but to give up their souls. This
young girl was the daughter of the Emperor Powhatan.
She was called Pocahontas; and when Smith was engaged by the interrogations of the King, and she thought herself unobserved, never did the moon gaze more stedfastly on the water than she on the prisoner.
The next day a long and profound consultation was held by the King and his Privy Council,