must be called upon.

Newport's instructions from the London Council included exploration
before he should leave the colonists and bring the three ships back to
England. Now, with the pinnace and a score of men, among whom was John
Smith, he went sixty miles up the river to where the flow is broken by
a world of boulders and islets, to the hills crowned today by Richmond,
capital of Virginia. The first adventurers called these rapid and
whirling waters the Falls of the Farre West. To their notion they must
lie at least half-way across the breadth of America. Misled by Indian
stories, they believed and wrote that five or six days' march from the
Falls of the Farre West, even through the thick forest, would bring them
to the South Sea. The Falls of the Farre West, where at Richmond the
James goes with a roaring sound around tree-crowned islet--it is strange
to think that they once marked our frontier! How that frontier has been
pushed westward is a romance indeed. And still, today, it is but a five
or six days' journey to that South Sea sought by those early Virginians.
The only condition for us is that we shall board a train. Tomorrow, with
the airship, the South Sea may come nearer yet!

The Indians of this part of the earth were of the great Algonquin
family, and the tribes with which the colonists had now to do
were drawn, probably by a polity based on blood ties, into a loose
confederation within the larger mass. Newport was "told that the name of
the river was Powhatan, the name of the chief Powhatan, and the name of
the people Powhatans." But it seemed that the chief Powhatan was not at
this village but at another and a larger place named Werowocomoco, on
a second great river in the back country to the north and east of
Jamestown. Newport and his men were "well entreated" by the Indians.
"But yet," says Percy, "the Savages murmured at our planting in the
Countrie."

The party did not tarry up the river. Back came their boat through the
bright weather, between the verdurous banks, all green and flower-tinted
save where might be seen the brown of Indian clearings with bark-covered
huts and thin, up-curling blue smoke. Before them once more rose
Jamestown, palisaded now, and riding before it the three ships. And
here there barked an English dog, and here were Englishmen to welcome
Englishmen. Both parties had news to tell, but the town had most. On the
26th of May, Indians had made an attack four hundred of them wi