Daily Arizona silver belt., 1910-01-26

tops. In that case, of course, the logs in the booms would also run out.
 Orde set crew of men to raising the height of the piling by tying logs firm ly to the bolted timbers atop. This would take care of an extra two feet of water, two feet beyond all previ- ous records Another crew stretched the fifteen inch manila cables across the field of logs in order to segregate them into several units of mass.
 About two hours later the pile driy CT moved up. The swing was opened, and the men began to drive clumps of piles in such a position as to strength en the swing when the latter should be shut It was slow job. Each pile had to be taken from the raft at the stern of the scow, erected in the "car- rier," and pounded into place by the heavy hammer raised and let drop in the derrick at the bow.
 Long before the task vas finished the logs in the temporary booms had begun to slide atop one another, to cross and tangle, until at last the river bed inside the booms was filled with jam of formidable dimensions. From beneath 1t the water boiled in eddies, Orde. looking at it, reused himself to sudden activity
 Get a move on." he advised Cap tain Aspinwall of the driver. If that jam breaks on us we want to be ready. and if it don't break before you get this swing strengthened maybe we can hold her where she is. There's no earthly doubt that those boom piles will never stand up when they get the full pressure of the freshet."
 The drivers crew labored desperate ly. hoisting the piles into the carriage, tripping the heavy hammer, binding feverishly the clumps of piles together by means of cables.
 Two of the clumps had been placed and bound when suddenly. with a roar, the upper booms gave way, projecting their logs upon the opening and the driver.
 The half dozen members of the crew were scattered by the winds of panic. Two or three flung themselves on their faces; one Ieaped into the river. Immi- nent destruction seemed upon them.
 Tom North, at the winch that oper- ated the arm of the swing. however, retained his presence of mind. At the first sag outward of the boom piles he set in operation the machinery that closed the gate. Clumsy and slow as was his mechanism, he nevertheless succeeded in getting the long arm started. The logs, rushing in back of 1t, hurried it shut. Immediately they damned again and heaped up in for midable tangle behind the barrier. Tom North. his little black pipe be tween his teeth. stood calm. the lever of his winch in his hand. A short three feet from the spot on which he stood the first saw log of the many that might have overwhelmed him thrust forward it's ugly head. The wash of the water lifted the huge pile driven bodily and deposited 1t with a crash half on the bank and half in the water
 Instantly after the first break Orde had commenced running out over the booms from the shore.
 Good boy. Tom" he shot at North.
 Across the jam be hurried to where the pile driver lay. Captain Aspinwall examined the supports of the derrick on deck.
 "That was lucky" said Orde briefly. "Stove you in?"
 "T-I don't think so," replied the cap tain.
 That's good. I'll send over the tug to help get her ahoat. We've got our work cut out for us now"
 You don't expect me to work my driver under the face of that jam" cried the captain.
 What's the matter?" asked Orde.
 'It isn't safe" replied the captain. "and l don't intend to risk my men or my driver"
 Orde, with snort of anger. seized