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<h2> TRAPPING TURKEYS </h2>
<p>The wild turkeys had appeared in the forest in great numbers, but few had
been killed by our people because of the savages, many of whom were not to
be trusted, even though the chiefs of three tribes professed to be
friendly. It was this fact which had prevented us from doing much in the
way of hunting.</p>
<p>Now that we were in such stress for food, and since all had turned
laborers, whether willingly or no, much in the way of provisions was
needed. Captain Smith set about taking the turkeys as he did about most
other matters, which is to say, that it was done in a thorough manner.</p>
<p>Instead of being forced to spend at least one charge of powder for each
fowl killed, he proposed that we trap them, and showed how it might be
done, according to his belief.</p>
<p>Four men were told off to do the work, and they were kept busy cutting
saplings and trimming them down until there was nothing left save poles
from fifteen to twenty feet long. Then, with these poles laid one above
the other, a square pen was made, and at the top was a thatching of
branches, so that no fowl larger than a pigeon might go through.</p>
<p>From one side of this trap, or turkey pen, was dug a ditch perhaps two
feet deep, and the same in width, running straightway into the thicket
where the turkeys were in the custom of roosting, for a distance of twenty
feet or more. This ditch was carried underneath the side of the pen, where
was an opening hardly more than large enough for one turkey to pass
through. Corn was scattered along the whole length of the ditch, and thus
was the trap set.</p>
<p>The turkeys, on finding the trail of corn, would follow hurriedly along,
like the gluttons they are, with the idea of coming upon a larger hoard,
and thus pass through into the pen. Once inside they were trapped
securely, for the wild turkey holds his head so high that he can never see
the way out through a hole which is at a level with his feet.</p>
<p>It was a most ingenious contrivance, and on the first morning after it had
been set at night, we had fifty plump fellows securely caged, when it was
only necessary to enter the trap by crawling through the top, and kill
them at our leisure.</p>
<p>It may be asked how we made shift to cook such a thing as a turkey, other
than by boiling it in a kettle, and this can be told in very few words,
for it was a simple matter after once you had become accustomed to it.</p>
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<h2> A CRUDE KIND OF CHIMNEY </h2>
<p>First you must know, however, that when our houses of logs had been built,
we had nothing with which to make a chimney such as one finds in London.
We had no bricks, and although, mayhap, flat rocks might have been found
enough for two or three, there was no mortar in the whole land of Virginia
with which to fasten them together.</p>
<p>Therefore it was we were forced to build a chimney of logs, laying it up
on the outside much as we had the house, but plentifully besmearing it
with mud on the inside, and chinking the crevices with moss and clay.</p>
<p>When this had been done, a hole was cut for the smoke, directly through
the side of the house. The danger of setting the building on fire was
great; but we strove to guard against it so much as possible by plastering
a layer of mud over the wood, and by keeping careful watch when we had a
roaring fire. Oftentimes were we forced to stop in the task of cooking,
take all the vessels from the coals, and throw water upon the blazing
logs.</p>
<p>The chimney was a rude affair, of course, and perhaps if we had had women
among us, they would have claimed that no cooking could be done, when all
the utensils were placed directly on the burning wood, or hung above it
with chains fastened to the top of the fireplace; but when lads like
Nathaniel and me, who had never had any experience in cooking with proper
tools, set about the task, it did not seem difficult, for we were
accustomed to nothing else.</p>
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<h2> COOKING A TURKEY </h2>
<p>And this is how we could roast a turkey: after drawing the entrails from
the bird, we filled him full of chinquapin nuts, which grow profusely in
this land, and are, perhaps, of some relation to the chestnut. An oaken
stick, sufficiently long to reach from one side of the fireplace to the
other, and trimmed with knives until it was no larger around than the
ramrod of a matchlock, forms our spit, and this we thrust through the body
of the bird from end to end. A pile of rocks on either side of the
fireplace, at a proper distance from the burning wood, serves as rests for
the ends of the wooden spit, and when thus placed the bird will be cooked
in front of the fire, if whosoever is attending to the labor turns the
carcass from time to time, so that each portion may receive an equal
amount of heat.</p>
<p>I am not pretending to say that this is a skillful method of cooking; but
if you had been with us in Jamestown, and were as hungry as we often were,
a wild turkey filled with chinquapin nuts, and roasted in such fashion,
would make a very agreeable dinner.</p>
<p>We were put to it for a table; but yet a sort of shelf made from a plank
roughly split out of the trunk of a tree, and furnished with two legs on
either end, was not as awkward as one may fancy, for we had no chairs on
which to sit while eating; but squatted on the ground, and this low bench
served our purpose as well as a better piece of furniture would have done.</p>
<p>When the captain was at home, he carved the bird with his hunting knife,
and one such fowl would fill the largest trencher bowl we had among us.</p>
<p>Nor could we be overly nice while eating, and since we had no napkins on
which to wipe our fingers, a plentiful supply of water was necessary to
cleanse one's hands, for these wild turkeys are overly fat in the months
of September and October, and he who holds as much of the cooked flesh in
his hand as is needed for a hearty dinner, squeezes therefrom a
considerable amount in the way of grease.</p>
<p>We were better off for vessels in which to put our food, than in many
other respects, for we had of trencher bowls an abundance, and the London
Company had outfitted us with ware of iron, or of brass, or of copper,
until our poor table seemed laden with an exceeding rich store.</p>
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<h2> CANDLES OR RUSHLIGHTS </h2>
<p>To provide lights for ourselves, now that the evenings were grown longer,
was a much more difficult task than to cook without proper conveniences,
for it cost considerable labor. We had our choice between the candle wood,
as the pitch pine is called, or rushlights, which last are made by
stripping the outer bark from common rushes, thus leaving the pith bare;
then dipping these in tallow, or grease, and allowing them to harden. In
such manner did we get makeshifts for candles, neither pleasing to the eye
nor affording very much in the way of light; yet they served in a certain
degree to dispel the darkness when by reason of storm we were shut in the
dwellings, and made the inside of the house very nearly cheerful in
appearance.</p>
<p>To get the tallow or grease with which to make these rushlights, we saved
the fat of the deer, or the bear, or even a portion of the grease from
turkeys, and, having gathered sufficient for the candle making, mixed them
all in one pot for melting.</p>
<p>The task of gathering the candle wood was more pleasing, and yet
oftentimes had in it more of work, for it was the knots of the trees which
gave the better light, and we might readily fasten them upon an iron
skewer, or rod, which was driven into the side of the house for such
purpose.</p>
<p>Some of our people, who were too lazy to search for knots, split the wood
into small sticks, each about the size of a goose quill, and, standing
three or four in a vessel filled with sand, gained as much in the way of
light as might be had from one pine knot.</p>
<p>Of course, those who were overly particular, would find fault with the
smoke from this candle wood, and complain of the tar which oozed from it;
but one who lives in the wilderness must not expect to have all the
luxuries that can be procured in London.</p>
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<h2> THE VISIT OF POCAHONTAS </h2>
<p>We had a visitor from the village of Powhatan very soon after Captain
Smith took command of Jamestown to such an extent that the gentlemen were
forced to work and to speak without oaths, through fear of getting too
much cold water inside the sleeves of their doublets.</p>
<p>This visitor was the same Indian girl I had seen making bread, and quite
by chance our house was the first she looked into, which caused me much
pride, for I believed she was attracted to it because it was more cleanly
than many of the others.</p>
<p>We were all at home when she came, being about to partake of the noonday
meal, which was neither more nor less than a big turkey weighing more than
two score pounds, and roasted to a brownness which would cause a hungry
person's mouth to water.</p>
<p>Although she who had halted to look in at our door was only a girl,
Captain Smith treated her as if she were the greatest lady in the world,
himself leading her inside to his own place at the trencher board, while
she, in noways shy, began to help herself to the fattest pieces of meat,
thereby besmearing herself with grease until there was enough running down
her chin to have made no less than two rushlights, so Nathaniel Peacock
declared.</p>
<p>Of course, being a savage, she could not speak in our language, but the
master, who had studied diligently since coming to this world of Virginia
to learn the speech of the Indians, made shift to get from her some little
information, she being the daughter of Powhatan, the king concerning whom
I have already set down many things.</p>
<p>At first Captain Smith was of the belief that she had come on some errand;
but after much questioning, more by signs than words, it came out, as we
understood the matter, that the girl was in Jamestown for no other purpose
than to see what we white people were like.</p>
<p>Captain Smith was minded that she should be satisfied, so far as her
curiosity was concerned, for when the dinner had come to an end, and I had
given this king's daughter some dry, sweet grass on which to wipe her
hands and mouth, he conducted her around the village, allowing that she
look in upon the tents and houses at her pleasure.</p>
<p>She stayed with us until the sun was within an hour of setting, and then
darted off into the forest as does a startled pheasant, stopping for a
single minute when she had got among the trees, to wave her hand, as if
bidding us goodbye, or in plain mischief.</p>
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