Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1892-04-06
Powhatan's daughter. did sometime

! Powhatan's daughter, did sometimes
| or IL years, did get the boyes foTtf
+, make them wheele. falling on theil
hands, turning their heeles upward
/ whome she would followe and wheelt
! which it would appear she could
easily stunt the English boys at max
ing 'csrt-wheels.'
"But there came time very soon
when she came into jamestown fol
other purposes than turning soner.
saults.
"The Indians had learned to distrust
the white men, and daressy they had
good cause.
"Discontent grew into hatred, and
/; at last plot was arranged to kill the
great captain and destroy the colony.
Three times they attempted to en-
trap him and his people, but each time
the little Mataoka, full of friendship
and pity for lin, found means of warn
ing her white friends of their danger.
''Of one of these warnings there ia
an old record that tells how, as
Smith sat in the York River woods one
night, where he had come for confer
ence with the old chief, and where he
was then awaiting provisions promised
by the Indians, there came light step
on the dry twigs, and slender figure
glided out from the shadow into the
light of the camp fire into the midst of
the men, who recognized in her the
Indian maid, Pocahontas.
BE guarded, my father, she said
to Smith. 'Ghe corn and provisions
will come as promised, but even now
my father, the chief of the Powhatans,
is gathering all bis power to fall upon
and kill you. II you would live, get
you hence at once
"The grateful captain thanked her
and pressed pocket compass into her
hand.
My daughter, he said, you have
again saved my life, coming alone and
at risk of your own life through the
irfsome woods and in this gloomy
night to admonish me. Take this fiom
me and let it always tell you of the
love of Capt. Smith
"But, much as she desired this won
derful 'path-teller," she handed it
back.
"'Not so, she said, ff it should
be seen by my tribesmer
they would kill me, for they
would know 1 had warned you. Stay
not to parley, my father, but be gone
at once
"'And with that, says the record,
she ran away by herself, as she had
come
''Soon after Smith left the colony,
worn out by the continual disputes,
and Mataoka went no more to James
town, deeming it unsafe IN the absence
of her best friend.
"She seems to have been wise in her
fear, for in 1913, she being about Is,
she was captured by the bold and un-
scrupulons Capt. AnRall and held as a
hostage for the friendship of Powhatan.
''She had been married three years
before to a chief, Kokowni, who had
been afterward killed in battle.
"During her captivity she met John
Rolfe, young Englishman, anu mar
ried him.
"He protests he married her for the
purpose of converting her to Christi
anity, and ungallantly calls her AN un'
believing creature"
"Well, they lived happily togethel
and finally went to England. Here,
all too soon, when she was but 81, the
daughter of the great chieftain of the
Powhatans died.
"Her story is both sad and pleasant,
and is romantic enough without any OF
the additional romance that hasfbeen
thrown around it, that Ned has
"1he white race has nothing to be
proud of in its conquest of the Indians.
But out of the gloom which surrounds
it there come some figures to relieve
the darkness. wre chedness and crime
that makes it so black.
"And not the least impressive OF
these is the bright, gentle, fearless lit
tie daughter of Wabunsonacook, CHIEF
Of the Powhstans, Mataoka, whom we
Of this later day know by the nickname
her loving old father gave her-Poca-
hontas, the Algonquin.