Courage once more, brave old heart! Here at least thou art among
friends, who know thee for what thou art, and look out longingly for
thee as their deliverer. Courage; for thou art in fairyland once
more; the land of boundless hope and possibility. Though England and
England's heart be changed, yet God's earth endures, and the harvest
is still here, waiting to be reaped by those who dare. Twenty stormy
years may have changed thee, but they have not changed the fairyland
of thy prison dreams. Still the mighty Ceiba trees with their wealth
of parasites and creepers tower above the palm-fringed islets; still
the dark mangrove thickets guard the mouths of unknown streams, whose
granite sands are rich with gold. Friendly Indians come, and Harry
with them, bringing maize, peccari pork, and armadillos, plantains
and pine-apples, and all eat and gather strength; and Raleigh writes
home to his wife, 'to say that I may yet be King of the Indians here
were a vanity. But my name hath lived among them'--as well it might.
For many a year those simple hearts shall look for him in vain, and
more than two centuries and a half afterwards, dim traditions of the
great white chief who bade them stand out to the last against the
Spaniards, and he would come and dwell among them, shall linger among
the Carib tribes; even, say some, the tattered relics of an English
flag, which he left among them that they might distinguish his
countrymen.

Happy for him had he stayed there indeed, and been their king. How
easy for him to have grown old in peace at Cayenne. But no; he must
on for honour's sake, and bring home if it were but a basketful of
that ore to show the king, that he may save his credit. He has
promised Arundel that he will return. And return he will. So onward
he goes to the 'Triangle Islands.' There he sends off five small