James White was dumbfounded. The remains of nearly one hundred people were scattered around the ruins of a ramshackle fortification.
Not wanting to cause himself more anguish, White insisted those with him not attempt to locate the bones of Virginia Dare. There was the possibility that identifying the remains of the child may force White to confront the bones of his own daughter.
As the governor of the Roanoke colony, this tragedy may ruin his reputation. His tired mind set to work.
“Absolutely no one can know of this,” White sorrowfully said. “Discard whatever is left of these poor souls.”