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Virginia: The Old Dominion

Chapter 3 LAND, HO! OUR COUNTRY'S BIRTHPLACE

Word Count: 1667    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

en turned backward toward the little harbour of Chuckatuck, with its blue of wave and sky, its

ispensed with a mile or so on either side of our houseboat. There was a wind that kept steadily freshening, so that after rounding Day's Point we noticed that the river was getti

ges we had over those early mariners upon the S

d lead through the new-found world and open a direct route to the South Sea and to the Indies. Our maps showed us that even this wide waterway was but a river; and that while it flowed some four hundre

ents and hidden bars of the stream itself. We should have to imagine all our savages; and there, on the table in Gadabout's little c

nt water if the James of that time, like the James of to-day, had its top and bottom so close together every here and there. A majestic river several miles wide, often fifty to sevent

er lay in presuming too much upon our light draft and in venturing too far from the indicated channels. But how about th

, showed small sign of succumbing to civilization. There seemed scarce any mark of human habitation. The life of the people, where there were people, must have been back from the banks. The riv

er forests and Nature wore her May-time gown. Life and colour were everywhere. In the clear atmosphere of the Virginia spring, the woodlan

the tired eyes of women and of children as the ships tack near to the flowery shore; as schools of fish break the river into patches

The story of these ships is not like that later one of the Mayflower. The colour dies out of the picture; and there remains only th

e yet but the low wooded shore and the wide opening that we knew was the mouth of Back River, the waterway that cuts off from the mainland that storied piece of soil. N

nce of three centuries, terminated their voyage; here was where that handful of colonists found

y a peninsula. It was a low and marshy peninsula, an unhealthful place for the site of a colony. The settlers had a hard time from the beginning. They would have had a harder time but for the presence of a remarkable man among them. He was one of the bes

As if there were yet not suffering enough, the "Supplies" (the ships that came over with reinforcements and food) brought bubonic plague and cholera from English ports. Often, if t

s did not find the gold and precious stones that were expected, nor did they find or produce in quantities any valuable commodities. They were not even self-supporting. The colony held on because constantly fed with men and provisions by the "Supplies." There w

on new life and made great strides toward becoming self-supporting. More and better settlers arrived, and the colony even put out offshoots, so that soon there were

uld not long flourish together. The famous weed rapidly exhausted the soil, and there was constant need for new lands to clear and cultivate. The leading Virginians turned

ith few inhabitants aside from colonial officials and some tavern-keepers. It was not to be allowed to keep even these. Despite every effort

y fast enough, the greedy river came to its aid. Besides eating away the ancient isthmus, the James attacked the upper end of the island, devouring par

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“They seem to have built their fort and their little settlement within it about five hundred feet farther down stream and some distance back from the shore. It was in the form of a triangle and had an area of about an acre. Its entire site has been generally supposed to be washed away, but the recent researches show that such is not the case. A considerable part of it is left and is now safe behind a protecting sea-wall. As, at the time of our visit, nothing marked this remnant of the historic acre, we undertook to locate it. Fortunately, the Confederate fort stands in such position as to help in running the boundaries by the map.”
1 Chapter 1 ALL ABOUT GADABOUT2 Chapter 2 OUR FIRST RUN AND A COZY HARBOUR3 Chapter 3 LAND, HO! OUR COUNTRY'S BIRTHPLACE4 Chapter 4 A RUN AROUND JAMESTOWN ISLAND5 Chapter 5 FANCIES AFLOAT AND RUINS ASHORE6 Chapter 6 IN THE OLD CHURCHYARD7 Chapter 7 SEEING WHERE THINGS HAPPENED8 Chapter 8 PIONEER VILLAGE LIFE9 Chapter 9 GOOD-BYE TO OLD JAMES TOWNE10 Chapter 10 A SHORT SAIL AND AN OLD ROMANCE11 Chapter 11 AT THE PIER MARKED BRANDON 12 Chapter 12 HARBOUR DAYS AND A FOGGY NIGHT13 Chapter 13 OLD SILVER, OLD PAPERS, AND AN OLD COURT GOWN14 Chapter 14 A ONE-ENGINE RUN AND A FOREST TOMB15 Chapter 15 NAVIGATING AN UNNAVIGABLE STREAM16 Chapter 16 IN WHICH WE GET TO WEYANOKE17 Chapter 17 ACROSS RIVER TO FLEUR DE HUNDRED18 Chapter 18 GADABOUT GOES TO CHURCH19 Chapter 19 WESTOVER, THE HOME OF A COLONIAL BELLE20 Chapter 20 AN OLD COURTYARD AND A SUN-DIAL21 Chapter 21 AN UNDERGROUND MYSTERY AND A DUCKING-STOOL22 Chapter 22 A BAD START AND A VIEW OF BERKELEY23 Chapter 23 THE RIGHT WAY TO GO TO SHIRLEY24 Chapter 24 FROM CREEK HARBOUR TO COLONIAL RECEPTION25 Chapter 25 AN INCONGRUOUS BIT OF HOUSEBOATING26 Chapter 26 THE END OF THE VOYAGE