Meanwhile, what became of John Smith when he
returned to England, horribly wounded from the gunpowder accident in Virginia?
Many scholars have pondered this question. One
was Smith’s 19th-century biographer, William Gilmore Sims:
On
the accident:
“While
he [Smith] slept, his powder bag was accidentally fired by one of the crew, and
the powder exploding tore and lacerated his body in a most shocking manner.”
[Shocking,
indeed. Maybe the reason Smith never married and never had children.]
Smith
left Virginia in bad shape as well:
“Famine, in its most horrid forms,
assailed them." ”A savage slain and buried was eaten,” and “having eaten him, [the
starving colonists] followed up the horrid taste for human food, by preying
upon one another.”
When
John Smith finally reached England, says Sims, his wounds were grave, and “his
cure was probably a tedious one.”
For
the next five years , of what Smith did in England we know little. He lived in
“comparative repose” and no doubt had many “expenses atternding his cure. On
this subject we are left wholly to conjecture.”
Edward
Seymour, Earl of Hertford, was Smith’s “best friend,” and Smith may have stayed
with him. Smith dedicated his 1612 Map of
Virginia to Seymour, who died in 1621. Seymour’s wife was Frances Howard, a
great beauty, at 34, two years older than John Smith. Her husband was 37 years
older than she. Edward Seymour was 75 in 1612.
Mystery
upon mystery.
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