AN INDIAN EMPEROR'S DECLARATION OF WAR
He settled in Virginia after reaching manhood, became wealthy, and was one of the foremost members of the colony. His only daughter married Colonel Robert Bolling; their son, Major John Bolling, was the father of a number of children. One of the daughters married Colonel Richard Randolph, who was the ancestor of the famous John Randolph of Roanoke,—a fact of which he was always very proud. Thus the blood of Pocahontas flows to-day in some of the leading families of the Old Dominion.
Now, no one would think the life of Captain John Smith complete without the story of Pocahontas. Its romance lends it a pleasing interest, despite the doubt that must always linger as to its truth. But have you ever heard that his life was saved by another Indian maiden, and that a different section of the country produced its Pocahontas to serve her merciful purpose? The story is a sad one, because the beautiful and heroic girl was killed as you shall hear.
AN OLD PRINT OF CAPTAIN SMITH
In the month of March, 1905, Robert H. Gardiner, of Bangor, Maine, in rummaging through some old papers bearing upon the early history of Kennebec River, found proof that in the summer of 1614 Smith sailed up the river to the chief village of the Cabassas tribe of Indians, which stood on the present site of Gardiner. The daughter of the chief, Saboois by name, so liked the manner and looks of Smith, that she formed a strong attachment for him. He was so interested with important matters, however, that he gave no encouragement to her. The visit to the chief was very friendly, but when Smith was about to leave, one of his lieutenants, named Hunt, headed a mutiny, and, with several others, set out on a new expedition, taking several of the Cabassas tribe with him as captives. Not knowing of the division of the party, the chief called his warriors together, and started in pursuit of Smith, with the resolve to destroy the white men for the outrage of which he believed all were equally guilty.
Knowing the danger of Captain Smith and his friends, Saboois ran ahead and warned them. She overtook the party just as they had encamped for the night a few miles down the river. The chief and his warriors were close behind, and, at the moment the Cabassas maiden flung her arms around Captain Smith, a shower of arrows poured into the camp. One of these pierced the girl's breast, while shielding the captain, who was thereby saved at the cost of the life of his devoted friend.
The horrified chief stopped hostilities. This gave Smith the chance to explain that it was the mutineers who had kidnapped his people. The Indians carried the body of Saboois back to their village, and sorrowfully laid it away near what is now Randolph churchyard, and then started in pursuit of Hunt and his party. They were overtaken and all slain near Norridgewock, after which the rescued captives returned home with their countrymen.