A TIME OF SICKNESS AND DEATH
THE first who went out from among us, was John Asbie, on the
sixth of August. Three days later George Flowers followed him.
On the tenth of the same month William Bruster, one of the
gentlemen, died of a wound given by the savages while he was
searching for gold, and two others laid down their lives within
the next eight and forty hours.
 Then the deaths came rapidly, gentlemen as well as serving men
or laborers, until near eighty of our company were either in the
grave, or unable to move out of such shelters as served as houses.
A great fear came upon all, save that my master held his head
as high as ever, and went here and there with Master Hunt to
do what he might toward soothing the sick and comforting the
It was on the twentieth day of August when Captain Bartholomew
Gosnold, one of the Council, died, and then Master Wingfield
forgot all else save his own safety. More than one in our
village declared that he was making ready the pinnace that
he might run away from us, as if the Angel of Death could
be escaped from by flight.
It was starvation brought about by sheer neglect, together
with lying upon the bare ground and drinking of the river
water, which by this time was very muddy, that had brought
us to such a pass.
Save for the king, Powhatan, and some few of the other
savages in authority, we must all have died; but when there
were only five in all our company able to stand without aid,
God touched the hearts of these Indians.
They, who had lately
been trying to kill us, suddenly came to do what they might
toward saving our lives after a full half of the company were
in the grave.They brought food such as was needed to nourish us,
 and within a short time the greater number of us who were left
alive, could go about, but only with difficulty.
It was a
time of terror, of suffering, and of close acquaintance with
death such as I cannot set down in words, for even at this
late day the thought of what we then endured chills my heart.
When we had been restored to health and strength, and were no
longer hungry, thanks to those who had been our bitter enemies,
the chief men of the village began to realize that my master
had not only given good advice on all occasions, but stood
among them bravely when the President of the Council was
making preparations to run away.