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Title: ... Under the crown, American history;
Year: 1909 (1900s)
Authors: Youth companion
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Publisher: Boston, Mass., P. Mason company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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thou shalt see John Smith outwit the enemies of this colony. They cannot sail until this east wind changes, but we can balk the mat once; only my princess must help me again. An hour later the colonists were summoned by a merry blowing of horns to the common-house, whence came an odor of roast venison. Except the sentries on the fort whom Smith chose from his devoted friends, all were promptly seated before the rough tables, where they were bountifully served with meat and corn bread. At the upper end of one table Smith placed Pocahontas on his right; and hungry as Edmund was, he looked at them oftener than at his plate. But neither man nor maid showed interest in anything beyond their dinner. When the meal ended. Captain Smith arose. This is the banquet of the Princess Pocahontas, who desireth to bestow yet another pleasure upon us in proof of her friendship and the king her fathers good-will, he said, smiling. She hath comforted our bodies. She will now delight our spirits. She will dance for us.
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RATCLIFFES CONSPIRACY. 29 Pocahontas smiled gravely, and began to dance, while the two Indian serving lads who had come with her began a harsh chant, which quickened gradually, and to which her steps kept pace. It was then that Edmunds heart fluttered as one and another of Smiths trustiest friends noiselessly left the room without disturbing the lazy enjoyment of their companions, except Ratcliffe, who once half-rose, but meeting Smith's questioning gaze, sat down again. With a wild grace learned of deer or panther, or other forest creatures, Pocahontas whirled and bounded, swiftly, smoothly, vehemently, until the musicians chant grew breathless, and her delicate face was pinched with exhaustion. Yet she did not falter until the report of a distant musket rang sharply. Then she dropped upon a bench, and every man sprang to his feet.

"Newport!" was the general cry, although Ratcliffe and Wingfield made for the door. Smith stood smiling triumphandy. Culpepper and Pettiplace, allow none of these gentlemen to leave this house!" he commanded. "That musket was not fired by Newport's orders, but by mine. It means not that the ship [Susan] Constant hath arrived, but that the ship Good Speed will not sail by the next west wind. It means that however John Smith and those who trust him may die, it will not be like starved rats in a trap set by an Indian villain and an English traitor! Master Ratcliffe, I demand your sword, in the name of King James and the Virginia Company."

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