"Bring him gently on, and leave him at Master Bucke's, near to the church." "What do you do at Jamestown ?" I asked, as we passed from out the glade into the gloom of a pine wood.

"I was told that you were gone to Henricus, to help Master Thorpe convert the Indians." "Ay," he answered, "I did go.

I had a call,--I was sure I had a call.
I thought of myself as a very apostle to the Gentiles.

I went from Henricus one day's journey into the wilderness, with none but an Indian lad for interpreter, and coming to an Indian village gathered its inhabitants about me, and sitting down upon a hillock read and expounded to them the Sermon on the Mount.

I was much edified by the solemnity of their demeanor and the earnestness of their attention, and had conceived great hopes for their spiritual welfare, when, the reading and exhortation being finished, one of their old men arose and made me a long speech, which I could not well understand, but took to be one of grateful welcome to myself and my tidings of peace and good will.
He then desired me to tarry with them, and to be present at some entertainment or other, the nature of which I could not make out.