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Compared to the hovels that served as home to the populace, the house of worship for the Church of England that sat in the middle of the fort was imposing—but only by comparison. It had several windows that provided enough light to distinguish the indoors from a cave. Built on a little hump, it was dryer than most of the homes and big enough to seat all the colonists at one time.
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Jamestown also had a hut that passed for a store. Shopping sprees and special sales must not have been regular occurances back then as there was hardly room for more than four people at a time inside.
Wrapped in what looked like an old burlap sack, our Jamestown guide was a far cry from the dapper gentleman in cape, hose and three-cornered hat who led us on our lantern tour of old Williamsburg. Our man at the fort sat and shivered on the stocks- as he explained that dinner for the colonists usually consisted of a cup of thin soup or broth. According to the guide, any game that was shot, any crops that were harvested, went into a common pot. Sneaking home With a few berries or a squirrel for a private family supper was a crime. (It’s ironic that those first Jamestown dinners were communal—almost communistic—affairs.)
Also missing from Jamestown were the craft shops that lined the streets of colonial Williamsburg. The closest thing to crafts that the
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