The daily morning journal and courier., 1905-11-18

in such a manner that the two, men
 cauld not get to the boatman and boat
 at the head of the jam. They did thss hest they could to keep their feet aIli fo work their way toward shore. The foreman was the more skilful of the two, and kept his log fairly steady, but the other man was having hard time
 to keep on top. Having come within fifteen or twenty yards of the sho~e the foreman hraced his peavey again
 the other mans log and then gave II {
 shove, which sent 1t toward shore wit. the man. In doing this the foreman <
 log was sent far out into the raging stream. He had intended to work his
 way back again, but while he was | "cuffing, his log to stop it's rolling tt struck at rock. He was hurled into the air, and came down head foremost upon the bowlder His body was found
 some days later & mile down stream.
 Although the white water man" is skilful in riding log, 1t is obvious thas
 he cannot ride over a waterfall OF through an extremely rough rapid l When a jam forms above a waterfall ar rough rapid, as is often the case the danger of busting" is greatly 1n~ creas since here 1t is absolutely nec-
 essary to get to the boat or to the
 shore, When one considers that n breaking jams the drivers are often. compelled to ride to shore on a log, the
 danger can readily be seen. .' '.s.3:.
 Gene McBeth, one of the best drivers
 that ever rode log, met his death on
 Mill Creek in just such a situation. A
 "wing ian,' so called because extend ing from shore into the stream, had
 ''hung up' above rapids that could not be passed even by boat. With two other men, McBeth went out on the
 logs and began picking them loose in
 search for the "key log" After work
 ing an hour, all at once the jam leaped
 forward and was in full motion. The
 men turned and started up the jam,
 McBeth in the lead. When they reach
 ed the single place over which they could pass, McBeth stopped to help his
 less able companions and to let them pass ahead of him. It was fatal move
 on his part, for the other two men had
 just time to jump ashore into water waist deep. When his turn came it was too late. He had saved his friends
 but now there was ride for his life
 over the tangled mass of groaning and tossing logs. When he saw what it all
 meant he turned about, held the peavey
 as a balance pole tight in both hands
 and faced the hopeless fight for life,
 The men on shore ran along the stream unable to render him aid, and watched the greatest log riding they had ever
 seen. At times he would jump waist high to another log that he might get 1 nearer shore, or to avoid a tumbling wave with a log on It's back. Again he 1 would jump from one tossing log to an- | other, and once as a log swung about which would have struck his knees, he | Jumped clear over 1t, as it passed under him, and landed back on his log. Once
 he fell to his hands, but was on his | feet in an instant. The men on shore were unable to run as fast as the stream, and when they last saw him ht | was still on his feet now jumping, now
 riding, with all his strength and agility
 ever trying to near the shore. Wher
 they found the poor man week latel all his limbs were broken, some of then
 twice, and numerous bruises covered
 his body, but, some way or other, no a scar disfigured his face,-NeW Yorl
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