In Remembrance of Lee Mendelson, the executive producer of every Peanuts production to date.


It was the year 1607. The port of London was alive with activity as vendors selling their wares moved among the crowds and sailors swarmed over the decks of massive ships, rigging their sails and filling their holds with cargo.

On one of these ships, the Susan Constant, all hands were on deck, furiously loading the last provisions as they prepare for the long and difficult voyage to the New World.

In sixteen hundred seven
We sailed the open sea
For glory, God and gold
And the Virginia Company

For the New World is like heaven
And we'll all be rich and free

Or so we have been told
By the Virginia Company

So we have been told
By the Virginia Company

Before boarding the ship, the rugged men and little ones, who would settle the New World, bid their families goodbye, while one young man, Thomas was hugged and kissed and hugged again by his tearful family.

For glory, God and gold
And the Virginia Company

Only one man strolled through the crowd alone.

"Hey, look. Is that Smith?" asked Lon, one of the men aboard the Susan Constant.

"That's him, alright. The old sea dog." replied another man named Ben.

"Captain John Smith?" exclaimed Charlie Brown, one of the children aboard said ship.

"I've heard some amazing stories about him." said Linus.

"You're coming on this voyage too, sir?" asked Marcie.

"Of course, he is, Marcie." said Peppermint Patty. "You can't fight Indians without the John Smith."

"That's right." agreed John as he held onto a hoisted cannon. "I'm not about to let you fellas have all the fun."

The last to arrive was John Ratcliffe, the man who would be governor of the New World. Stepping down from his elegant horse-drawn carriage, he surveyed the scene with a cold and sinister look, then strolled up the gangplank. Right behind him was Wiggins, his faithful manservant who carried Percy, his pet pug on a satin pillow with great care.

Ratcliffe gave a nod, and the sails were unfurled. Then, ever so slowly, the Susan Constant made its way down the river and out to the open sea.

On the beaches of Virginny
There's diamonds like debris
There's silver rivers flowin'
Gold you pick right off a tree

With a nugget for my Winnie
And another one for me
And all the rest'll go
To the Virginia Company

It's glory, God and gold
And the Virginia Company