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there,” he replied.
    “Yes, you do. And so do I. Both of us must be on guard all the time.”
    On the way back to Jamestown I followed what I thought would be a more direct route. In a clearing I came across what appeared to be one of the native temples. Since no one was around, I decided to examine it. Constructed like a large wikkiup with an open front end, there was a fire pit just inside the archway. Beyond the entrance a ways was a raised platform. The smell of death was so overpowering I felt giddy.
    Forcing myself farther in, I could see a number of human bodies on the platform. Many were just skeletons that must have been there a long time. The smell came off of a rotting cadaver. I wondered what an ‘Okee’ had to do with this place. It gave me the shivers.
    From the gloom at the back of the temple I heard a low moan…which increased to a howl! My hair stood on end. I turned to see a horrible crouching demon! It crawled at me over the bodies! OKEE!   I froze! It reached for me! It didn’t want to shake hands! At double time I resumed my journey to Jamestown. I thought it prudent not to mention this little adventure to anyone.
    My red-haired vision returned that night. Where before expressionless, this time her long hair floated around her and a slight smile graced her face. Puzzled by this recurring dream, I wondered why I only saw her head.  
    Back in Jamestown normal activity continued until Captain Argyll returned to the dock. One evening I found him in his cabin at ease. He invited me in. “So, young man, how do you like the life of a pioneer?”
    I brought him up to date mentioning the attempt on my life. “Do you remember who the other late passenger at London was?”
    He thought about it for awhile and said, “Y’ve had some bad experience that makes ye’ think a bod followed ye’ here all the way from England?”
    I related my experience with the he/she. “That’s passing strange. Ye’ don’t know why those blackguards wanted yer? It wasn’t a jealous husband, was it now?
    Involuntarily I turned red, which seemed explanation enough for him. “I don’t remember the name of that passenger. I’ll have to search my records and tell you later. There’s more important doings about. I aim to sail up one of the other rivers entering into the bay. To see what’s there, if anything. A scouting expedition you might say. Just your thing. Want to come along?”
    He showed me a map he’d drawn of Chesapeak Bay and where some tributaries entered into it. “I aim to go up this second one for now, and later the third one which appears to be much larger than the York or Rappahannock.”
    “I want to go with you. Is there anything in particular you’re looking for?”
    “More to get the lay of the land and see what possibilities it might have. Want to keep an eye open for any kind of mineral or other resource. The Virginia Company is losing money on this Jamestown venture. They want something more profitable than cedar planks.”
    “I can see why. The many dead settlers don’t improve their net either.”
    “Aye. The Governor may have to show an iron hand with the natives.”
    “I’ve a notion he’ll have to show an iron hand with the settlers. There’s too many that don’t pull their share. If the Governor approves, Captain Smyth has plans to cut the rations of those who don’t labor. Some of the soft handed toffs will have fits.”
    Captain Argyll, with an expression like a half-faced monkey, silently looked at me.
    “I’m a hunter. Bringing in game is my job, not growing crops.”
    Glaring at my uncalloused hands, “I hope you’re good at it, Lad. Otherwise he might have you sowing wheat and shucking corn.”
    He irritated me with his unasked for comments on myself. Never the less, I expected to make use of him. Not wanting to get his hackles up with a sour retort, I just chuckled as though he was joking.
    Although the Governor ruled the settlement, Captain Smyth ran day to day