and there write a vindication. "I never turned my face from daunger, or
hidd my handes from labour; so watchful a sentinel stood myself to myself."
With John Smith he had a bitter quarrel.

Upon the Discovery is one who signed himself "John Radclyffe, comenly
called," and who is named in the London Company's list as "Captain John
Sicklemore, alias Ratcliffe." He will have a short and stormy Virginian
life, and in two years be done to death by Indians. John Smith quarreled
with him also. "A poor counterfeited Imposture!" said Smith. Gabriel Archer
is a lawyer, and first secretary or recorder of the colony. Short, too, is
his life. His name lives in Archer's Hope on the James River in Virginia.
John Smith will have none of him! George Kendall's life is more nearly spun
than Ratcliffe's or Archer's. He will be shot for treason and rebellion.
Robert Hunt is the chaplain. Besides those whom the time dubbed
"gentlemen," there are upon the three ships English sailors, English
laborers, six carpenters, two bricklayers, a blacksmith, a tailor, a
barber, a drummer, other craftsmen, and nondescripts. Up and down and to
and fro they pass in their narrow quarters, microscopic upon the bosom of
the ocean.

John Smith looms large among them. John Smith has a mantle of marvelous
adventure. It seems that he began to make it when he was a boy, and for
many years worked upon it steadily until it was stiff as cloth of gold and
voluminous as a puffed-out summer cloud. Some think that much of it was
such stuff as dreams are made of. Probably some breadths were the fabric of
vision. Still it seems certain that he did have some kind of an
extraordinary coat or mantle. The adventures which he relates of himself
are those of a paladin. Born in 1579 or 1580, he was at this time still a
young man. But already he had fought in France and in the Netherlands, and
in Transylvania against the Turks. He had known sea-fights and shipwrecks