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as in it we boiled porck, as well as over the fire. And at the little 
ile called Monica, we tooke from the bushes with our hands, neare 
two hogsheads full of birds in three or four houres. In Mevis, 
Mona, and the Virgin Iles, we spent some time, where with a 
lothsome beast like a crocadil, called a gwayn, tortoses, pellicans, 
parrots and fishes we daily feasted. 
“Gone from thence in search of Virginia, the company was not 
a little discomforted, seeing the mariners had three daies’ passed 
their reckoning, and found no land; so that Captaine Ratcliffe 
(captaine of the Pinnace) rather desired to beare up the .helme to 
returne for England, then make further search. But God, the 
guider of all good actions, forcing them by an extream storme to 
hul all night, did drive-them by His providence to their desired 
port, beyond all their expectations; for never any of them had 
seene that coast.” 
The “extream storme”’ had brought them north of the locality 
at which they had expected to land, about Roanoke Island, on the 
coast of Carolina, into a large open bay, the “ Chesepiack,” as they 
got to know it, with the two capes which they named Charles and 
Henry, after the king’s sons. 
The first land they made was Cape Henry, where on April 26, 
1607, Newport, Gosnold, and Wingfield with thirty others going 
ashore to refresh themselves, had a reminder of the danger of 
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innocent recreation in such parts, for they were “assalted by five 
salvages ; who hurt two of the English very dangerously.” 
True to the uote religious sense that dominated these stalwart 
men, they erected a “ crosse’”’ at Cape Henry. Proceeding on their 
way, after some reconnoitering in the neighborhood, their next 
stop was at a point where they were comforted to find a channel 
of good depth, which has been accordingly known as Point Com- 
fort ever since. Here they met a number of savages who enter- 
tained them very kindly. ‘“‘ When we came first a land,” says an 
ancient chronicler, ‘“‘ they made a doleful noise, laying their faces 
to the ground, scratching the earth with their nailes. We did 
thinke that they had beene at their idolatry. . . . After they had 
