d hatred
are villainy--seems rarely to have been present. Even one who was judged
a villain and shot for his villainy seems hardly to have deserved such
fate. Jamestown peninsula turned out to be feverous; fantastic
hopes were matched by strange fears; there were homesickness,
incompatibilities, unfamiliar food and water and air, class differences
in small space, some petty tyrannies, and very certain dangers. The
worst summer heat was not yet, and the fort was building. Trees must be
felled, cabins raised, a field cleared for planting, fishing and hunting
carried on. And some lading, some first fruits, must go back in the
ships. No gold or rubies being as yet found, they would send instead
cedar and sassafras--hard work enough, there at Jamestown, in the
Virginian low-country, with May warm as northern midsummer, and all the
air charged with vapor from the heated river, with exhalations from the
rank forest, from the many marshes.

"The first night of our landing, about midnight," says George Percy in
his "Discourse", "there came some Savages sayling close to our quarter;
presently there was an alarm given; upon that the savages ran away....
Not long after there came two Savages that seemed to be Commanders,
bravely dressed, with Crownes of coloured haire upon their heads, which
came as Messengers from the Werowance of Paspihe, telling us that their
Werowance was comming and would be merry with us with a fat Deere. The
eighteenth day the Werowance of Paspihe came himselfe to our quarter,
with one hundred Savages armed which guarded him in very warlike manner
with Bowes and Arrowes." Some misunderstanding arose. "The Werowance,
[seeing] us take to our armes, went suddenly away with all his company
in great anger." The nineteenth day Percy with several others going into
the woods back of the peninsula met with a narrow path traced through
the forest. Pursuing it, they came to an Indian village. "We Stayed
there a while and had of them strawberries and other thinges.... One
of the Savages brought us on the way to the Woodside where there was a
Garden of Tobacco and other fruits and herbes; he gathered Tobacco and
distributed to every one of us, so wee departed."

It is evident that neither race yet knew if it was to be war or peace.
What the white man thought and came to think of the red man has been set
down often enough; there is scantier testimony as to what was the red
man's opinion of the white man. Here imagination