This time they took a course rectilinear
Southward, and landed in Norfolk, Virginia.
Pestilence there was doing its worst,
Hundreds were dying, and hundreds were dead.
Many who should have been bravest, the first
Had deserted their trust, and shamelessly fled.
But men from the Northern cities were there,
Nursing the sick with the tenderest care,
Whose kindred had fled to less dangerous lands,