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.JSTLPRPNP I volunteered to lead a party up river, and Wynne to go with another toward the bay. But as the coun- cil at the IOALGNRRFGovernor's was breaking OBVPGRCCHup, DIBURTOFLand as Wynne and I were hurrying off to make our choice of the craft at the land- ing, there came a great noise from the watchers upon the bank, and aIWYYGNBTW cry that boats were coming down the stream. It was so, and there were in them white men,PMQWDRSTB 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… MVDTBLUVG. A woman had in her lap the body of a child, and would not let us QNNDXLEWTtake it from her; another, with a half-severed arm, crouched above a man who lay in his blood in the bottom of the boat.UYPRQCING Thus began that strange procession that lasted throughout the afternoon and night and into the next day, when a sloop cameAJCBVXHQB down from Henricus with the news that the English were in force there to standUNYBHMRML 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 kiFQKYNLOFCndred were slain, who had themselves es- caped as by a miracle. TPSCSCEVXMany 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 tellCDQFYHECO of treachery, sur- prise, and fiendish butchery. Wherever it had been possible the EnglishRTBFYTRAI had made a desperate defense, in the face of which the savages gave way and finally retired tGRPKLIDNBo 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 HRYIVFYBGupon 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 wo- men slain and little children. .
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