The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1883-06-30
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laVitkkie before. One hand and arm
OF fneNpan rested in sling that was
suspended from the ceiling over the
bed. The uninjured left hand was
liftet feebly to me as [ stood by him.
J f:ls ase zeu tosday. Mr.. Haw-
ley 2" Iasked.
"A utstronger, sir, I'd be sitting
up only for the pain that comes on in
my sho,lder."
HE lsmpatient with lying there"
said his Wife, "and with being tend
ed SO lone and he so unused to it. 1
have beenihe sick one oftenest, but
all this sumner I'ye been we'll, else
what we Wuld haye done L don't
know"
$50 Pm thnkful for it, sir, and for
many other things besides, 1 thought
one time my nan would never be any
better, and nov he is picking up, and
the doctor thinls he will be out again.
/ thank God fol it all, sir.n
"That is right Thank him when
you can, and have faith in him al
ways. Isuppost it is hard for you to
have that faith 5metlmes, is it not,
Mr.. Hawley ?"
"lt is hard, sir, when think that
II ever L get out again l must be as
cripple, with one eye blind and stiff
arm and hand, and I never sick be-
fore in my life as [ can remember. I
almost wish the logs had left me dead
where they caught me when the jam
came. But l suppose God knows
best.n.
"Yes, and if we take things as he'd
have us, in the end all will work to-
gether for good. All-even such an
experience as yours"
II believe it, sir, but it was hard,
hard time l had"
'Tell me about it,"
,''Wor, sir, III 10 not a long d story.
Ijoined crew last fall, and we start
ed tor the woods about the time the
first snow fell. l was never less mind
ed to 60. You remember, wife, how
l hung off. We went a long way in
and built our camp. You know what
a logger's camp is-and settled down
to the winters work. 1t wasn't a
hard season; the weather was fair /;
the men worked well. So by The time
the spring freshets were due we had
agood lot of logs cut and hauled. The
thaw and rain came early. We got
the drive off in good shape. and look
ed to be home in a few weeks. The
water was very bigh, so we made
quick work till we came to Harri-
mans landing, That is a bad place,
sir, the worst place on the river, and
we knew it. There's a steep place
there, with quick water above and
below, and the banks fifty feet high
on each side. 1t is narrow. too, so
the water goes through just as though
it was a mill race-only it's white all
the way. We did our best, but it was
no use. No more than a few hun
dred logs got down before the jam
made. Two or three logs caught on a
rock just under the fall. Before we
got them clear, more drove down,
and in a few minutes they were
wedged in thirty feet deep in the
width of the stream, and growing
worse every minute. Reckoning the
place. it was the worst jam l ever
saw. Well, we called the men to-
gether and went to work at it. You
know, sir, that often the logs are
locked together in such a way that
just one or two of them hold back all
the others but the trouble is to find
where the one or two are. It's not so
hard, though, as you'd think, after
one has been on the river ever since
he was boy. We got fifty or sixty
of the men together on the bank to
pull at the rope. Then with an ak
and one end of the rope, l went out
on the logs"
why were you sent?'
"Since you ask me, sir, they always
mean to send out the surest hand they
have for such work. A small jam,
even, if badly worked, sometimes
delays whole gang long time, and
that costs. Joe Farley went with me
with the small line. Perhaps you
don't understand. sir, how we have
to do when we start these jams. Two
men are sent on the logs. One of
them goes to the front of the jam and
decides as well as he can which log it
is that holds the rest. Then he takes
the iron hook, tied to the end of the