Jasper County Democrat, Volume 7, Number 7, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 21 May 1904 — Page 7

Furniture Sale. DYOUR GAIN |c~> OUR LOSS. w In order to meet our obligations in the present financial tie-up, we will for a short time, sell Furniture at a great Sacrifice. FRAMED PICTURES IfS'S'l WINDOW SHADES *AT HALF PRICE. &&& LESS THAN COST. Come with the cash and take the goods *■ before itjis too late Bringham & Thornburg, FIVE DOORS WEST OF POSTOFFICE, RENSSELAER.

Edward P. Honan, ATTORNEY AT LAW. Law, Abstracts, Real Estate, Loans. Will practice in all the courts. Office over Fendig’s Fair. RENSSELAER, INDIANA. Judson J. Hunt, low. Absirocis, Loons ond Real tsiaie. RENSSELAER, IND. Office np-stairs in Leopold block, first stairs west of Vanßensselaer street. Win. B. Austin. Arthur H. Hopkins. Austin & Hopkins, Law, Loans and Real Estate. Loans on farms and City property, personal security and chattel mortgage. Buy, sell and rent farms and city property. Farm and city fire insurance. Attorneys for American Building. Loan and Savings Association. Office over Chicago Department Store, RENSSELAER, IND. J.F. Irwin S.C. IrwlD Irwin & Irwin, Real Estate, Abstracts. Collections. Farm Loans and Fire Insurance. Office in Odd Fellows’ Block. RENSSELAER, INDIANA. •HANK FOLTS. C. •. RRITLRR. MARAT R. RUAAIA Foitz, Spitler & Kurrie, (Successors to Thompson A Bro.) ATTORNEYS AT LAW. Law, Real Estate, Insurance Absracts and Loans. Only set of Abstract Books in the CouDty. RENSSELAER, IND. Ira W. Yeoman, ATTORNEY-AT-LAW. Remington, ... . Indiana. Law. Real Estate. Collections, Insurance and Farm Loans. Office upstairs in Durand Block. E. C. English, Physician & Surgeon. Office over I mes’ Millinery store. Rensselaer. Omo* Pmomb 177. WltlOIMOl PmONBi Hi. Doctor A. J. Miller, PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON, Rensselaer, - - Indiana. Office up-stairs in Forsythe block. General practice of medicine, surgery and X-ray work. Calls answered promptly, day or night. Office ana residence ’phones. 304 (Jasper Co.); also (Halleck) 43 at residence. H. O. Harris. E. T. Harris, J. C. Harris, President. Vice-Pres. Cashier. Rensselaer Bank. Deposits received on call. Interest Bearing Certificates of Deposit issued on time, Exchange Bought and Sold on principal cities, Notes Discounted at current rates. Farm Loans made at 5 per cent. We Solicit a Share of Your Business. THE FIRST NATIONAL DANK OF RENSSELAER, IND. Addison Parkison. Pres. John M. Wasson. Vice-Pres. E. L. Hollingsworth. Cashier. aUOORSSOR TO tmr RUBIMRBS of TMI OOMMIRCIAk STATR BARR. Opened March ad, 1908, at the old location. NORTH SIDE PUBLIC SQUARE. A general banking business transacted; deposits received, payable on time or on demand. Money loaned on acceptable security. Drafts on all cities at home and abroad bought and sold. Collection of notes and accounts a specialty. 5 per cent farm loans. Your business solicited. IMERICiyENTISIRY. Wm&M / SS Crown, Bar and Bridge 1 Work. Teeth Without AJ? | Plates, Without Pain. ;. J.W. HORTON .. le YEARS IN RENSSELAER. Teeth oarefully stopjysAwith gold and other filling*. Consultation free. Nitrous Oxide Oas administered dally. Charges within the reaeh of all. tfpfiei epfotin ooo«t noiiii. H. L. Brown, . ■ DENTIST. Office over Larsh’s drug store

Dr. W. L. Myer DENTIST. Office rooms in K. of P- Building, RENSSELAER, IND. Notice! Anyone •needing a Perkins Wind Mill or a Wheeler & Wilson sewing machine, the two longest life and easiest running machines that are made, will save money by buying them of me. J. A. SCHREINER, TEFFT - - - INDIANA. ile if Money Moke lien! DEPOSIT YOUR SAVINGS IN THE Iroquois Building, Loan and Savings Association... You may withdraw the full amount of your deposit, including interest, without any deductions whatever. Loans made on real estate repayable in small monthly payments with a definite contract stating exact number of pay. ments. No commission is charged. riAKE YOUR APPLICATION AT ONCE FOR A LOAN. JOHN EGER. Pres. J. H. S. Ellis, V. P J. H. Chapman, Sec. and Treas.

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The Blazed Trail By STEWART EDWARD WHITE

SYNOPSIS OF CHAPTERS. Charter I—Morrison A Daly, lumbermen on the Saganaw waters of Michigan, drive a hard bargain with Radway, a eontraetor. II and lll—Harry Thorpe, having left his dependent sister Helen, at service, tries for work at Morrison & Daly's, fails and takes a job at choring until he can go to Radway’s camp. IV—Thorpe at Railway's making lumber road. The men attempt hazing. Thorpe puts on the gloves and knocks out the champion. V ana Vl—Radway ruuniug behind owing to slack management. Thorpe a "swamper. Death of his chum, Paul. The men “chip in for the widow.” Radway goes home for Christmas, leaving Dyer, the scaler, in charge. VII and Vlll—Long delay waiting for roads to freeze. Thorpe hurt and gent to Sisters' hospital. Radway fails. Thorpe out of work. IX—Thorpe demands pay of M. & D. for work doue by Radway. The contract was illegal, and the firm have profited by the work done. M. AD. settle the account. X—Thorpe provides for Helen's education and goes into the north woods to locate valuable tract. Makes a friend of Injun Charley and a Chicago boy tourist. Wallace Carpenter. XI and Xll—Wallace has capital and helps Thorpe buy land. Dyer, the old scaler for Radway, is out looking for land for M. A D. Thorpe goes to Detroit to head otf his rivals’ land purchase. XIII and XlV—Wallace sends telegraph order to Thorpe at the laud office just in time to head off VI. A D. in a $30,000 purchase. M. A D. offer to buy. Thorpe won't sell. War declared. XV and XVl—Tim Shearer, former foreman for M. A D., hires with Thorpe. Thorpe takes forcible possession of a dock M. A D. have built abutting his new purchase. The rival firms agree to work in harmony. XVII—M. A D. close a gate in the dam above Thorpe's logs. Thorpe puts out a sentinel with a Winchester. Mischief ends, but M. A D. bring two suits aginst Thorpe. XVIII, XIX. XXand XXI— Thorpe has a poor cage in court, but he buys a government tract which M. A D. have robbed of timber, to play off against them. Wallace loses heavilv in speculation, and Thorpe’s firm puts up $60,000 to save him. Five years pass, and Thorpe is bewitched by a dream girl. XXII and XXlll—Hilda Farrand reaches the woods with a party, including Wallace's sister. Hilda is an heiress, and Wallace urges Thorpe to win her. Love in the forest. Hilda saw Thorpe leave Detroit for the woods and always loved him. XXlV—Hilda asks Thorpe to spare the forest where they first met Its sale will save the sinking firm. "Nothing better than love.” she says. "Yes. the duty of success.” Thorpe declares. They separate. CHAPTER XXV—Continued. At once the signal was given to Ellis, the dam watcher. Ellis ana his assistants thereupon began to pry with long iron bars at the ratchets of the heavy gates. The chore boy bent attentively over tbe ratchet pin. lifting it delicately to permit another Inch of raise, dropping It accurately to enable the men at the bars to setae a fresh purchase. The river’s roar deepened. Through tbe wide sluiceways a torrent foamed and tumbled. Immediately it spread through tbe brush on either side to the limits of tbe freshet banks and then gathered for Its leap against tbe uneasy rollways. Along the edge of the dark channel the face of the logs seemed to crumble away. F'arther in toward the banks where the weight of timber still outbalanced the weight of the flood the tiers grumbled and stirred. Par down the river, where Bryan Moloney and his crew were picking at the Jam. tbe water In eager streamlets sought the interstices between the logs, gurgling excitedly. The jam creaked and groaned in response to the pressure. From its face a hundred Jets of water spouted into the lower stream. Logs tip-ended here and there, rising from the bristling surface slowly like so many arms from the rollways. paused at the slack eddied back foaming. Logs shot down from the rollways, paused at the slack water and finally hit with a hollow and resounding boom against tbe tail of the Jam. A moment later they, too, up-ended. The crew were working desperately. Down in the heap somewhere two logs were crossed in such a manner as to lock the whole. They sooflM those logs. Thirty feet above the hafiof the river six men clamped their peaveys into the soft pine, Jerking, pulllna lifting, gliding the great logs from their places. Thirty feet below, under the threatening face, six other men orally picked ont and set adrift, one by one, the timbers not inextricably imbedded. Prom time to time the mass creaked, settled, perhaps even moved a foot or two, but always the practiced river men after a glance bent more eagerly to their work. Outlined against the sky, big Bryan Moloney stood directing the work. He knew by tbe tenseness of tbe log he stood on that behind the Jam power had gathered sufficient to push the whole tangle down stream. Now be was offering it the chance. Suddenly the six men below the Jam scattered. Four of them Jumped lightly from one floating log to another in the zigzag to shore. The other two ran the length of their footing and, overleaping an open of water, landed heavily and firmly on the very ends of two small floating logs. In this manner the force of the Jump rushed the little timbers end-on through the water. The two men, maintaining marvelously their balance, were thus ferried to within leaping distance of the other shore.

In the meantime a barely perceptible motion was communicating itself from one particle to another through the center of the jam. The men redoubled their exertions. A sharp crack exploded immediately underneath. These could no longer exist any doubt as to the motion, although it was as yet sluggish, glacial. Then in silence a log shifted—in silence and slowly, but with Irresistible force. Jiimny Powers quietly stepped over it just as it menaced his leg. Other logs in all directions up-ended. The jam crew were forced continually to alter their positions, riding the changing timbers bent kneed, as a circus rider treads his four galloping horses. Then all at once down by the face something crashed. The entire stream became alive. It hissed and roared; it shrieked and grumbled. At first slow-

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Iy, Then more rapidly, the very forefront of the center melted Inward and forward and downward until it caught the fierce rush of the freshet and shot out from under the Jam. Far up stream, bristling and formidable, the tons of logs, grinding savagely together, swept forward. The six men and Bryan Moloney, who, it will be remembered, were on top, worked until the last moment. When the logs began to cave under them so rapidly that even the expert river men found difficulty In “staying on top” the foreman set the example of hunting safety. “She ‘pulls,’ boys!” be yelled. Then in a manner wonderful to behold, through the smother of foam and spray, through the crash and yell of timbers, through the leap of destruction, the drivers zigzagged calmly and surely to the shore. All but Jimmy Powers. He poised tense nnd eager on tbe crumbling face of the Jam. Almost Immediately he saw what he wanted and without pause sprang boldly and confidently ten feet straight downward, to alight with accuracy on a single log floating free in the current And then in the very glory and chaos of the Jam itself he was swept down stream. After a moment the constant accel-. eration In speed checked, then commenced perceptibly to slacken. At once the rest of the crew began to ride down stream. Each struck tbe calks of Ills river boots strongly Into a log and on such unstable vehicles floated miles with tbe current From time to time, as Bryan Moloney Indicated, one of them went ashore. There, usually at a bend of the stream where the likelihood of Jamming was great they took their stands. When necessary they ran out over the face of the river to separate a congestion likely to cause trouble. The rest of the time they smoked their pipes. All night long tbe logs slipped down the moonlit current silently, swiftly, yet without haste. From the whole length of the river rang the hollow boom, boom, boom, of timbers striking one against the other. The drive was on.

CHAPTER XXVI. a” N the meantime the main body of the crew under Thorpe and his foremen were briskly tumJ bling the logs Into the current. The men had continually to keep alert, for at any moment they were called upon to exercise their best judgment and quickness to keep from being carried downward with the rush of the logs. Not Infrequently a frowning sliper wall of forty feet would hesitate on the brink of plunge. Then Shearer himself proved his right to the title of river man. Shearer wore calks nearly an iDch in length. He had been known to ride ten miles ■without shifting his feet on a log so small that he could carry It without difficulty. For cool nerve he was unexcelled. “I don’t need yon boys here any longer,” he said quietly. When the men had all withdrawn he walked confidently under the front of tlie roll Way, glancing with practiced eye at the perpendicular wall of logs over him. Tlien as a man pries jackstraws he clamped his peavey and tugged sharply. At once the railway flattened and toppled. A mighty splash, a fluff of flying foam and crushing timbers, and the spot on which the river man had stood was buried beneath twenty feet of solid green wood. To Thorpe It seemed that Shearer mast have been overwhelmed, but the river man always mysteriously appeared at one side or the other, nonchalant, urging the men to work before the logs should have ceased to move. History stated that Shearer had never lost a man on the river simply and solely because he invariably took the dangerous tasks upon himself. In three days the railways were broken. Now it became necessary to start the rear. For this purpose Billy Camp, the cook, had loaded his cook stove, a quantity of provisions and a supply of bedding aboard a scow. At either end were long sweeps to direct its course. The craft was perhaps forty feet long, but rather narrow, in order that it might pass easily through the shoot of a dam. It was called the “wanigan.” The huge, unwieldy craft from that moment was to become possessed of the devil. Down the white water of rapids It would bump, smashing obstinately against bowlders, against the branches of the stream side it would scrape. In the broad reaches it would sulk, refusing to proceed, and when expediency demanded Its pause it would drag Billy Camp and his entire crew at the rope’s end, while they tried vainly to snub it against successively uprooted trees and stumps. When at last the wanigan was moored fast for the night—usually A mile or so below the spot planned—Billy Camp pushed back his battered ohl brown derby hat, the badge of bis office, with a sigh of relief. To be sure, be and his men had still to cut wood, construct cooking and camp fires, pitch tents, snip brows® and prepare supper for seventy men, but the hard work of the day was over. Along either bank, among the bush-

ea, on saniTbars and in trees, hundreds and hundreds of logs had been stranded when the main drive passed. These logs the rear crew were engaged in restoring to the current And, os a man had to be able to ride any kind of log in any water, to propel that log by Jumping on it by rolling it squirrel fashion with the feet, by punting it as one would a canoe, to be skillful In pushing, prying and poling other logs from the quarter deck of the same cranky craft; as be must be prepared at any and all times to jump waist deep into the river, to work in ice water hours at a stretch; as he was called upon to break the most dangerous jams on the river, representing, as they did, the accumulation which the Jam crew had left behind them, it was naturally considered the height of glory to belong to the rear crew. Here were the best of the Fighting Forty, men with a reputation as “white water birlers,” men afraid of nothing. Every morning the crews were divided ill to two sections under Kerlie and Jack Hyland. Each crew had charge of one side of the river. Scotty Parsons exercised a general supervisory eye over both crews. Shearer and Thorpe traveled back and forth the length of the drive, riding the logs down stream, but taking to a partly submerged pole trail when ascending the current. On the surface of the river in the clear water floated two long, graceful boats called bateaux. These were in charge of expert boatmen. They carried In racks a great supply of pike poles, peaveys, axes, rope and dynamite for use in various emergencies. Intense rivalry’ existed as to which crew “sacked** the farthest down the stream in the course of the day. There was no need to urge the men. Some stood upon the logs, pushing mightily with the long pike poles. From one end of tbe rear to the other shouts, calls, warnings and jokes flew back and forth. Once or twice a vast roar of Homeric laughter went up as some unfortunate slipped and soused into the water. When the current slacked and tbe logs hesitated in their run the entire crew hastened, bobbing from log to log, down river to see about it Then they broke tbe jam, standing surely on the edge of the great darkness, while the ice water sucked In and out of their shoes. Behind the rear Big Junko poled his bateau backward and forward exploding dynamite. Many of the bottom tiers of logs in the rollways had been frozen down, and Big Junko had to loosen them from the bed of the stream. He was a big man, this, as his nickname Indicated, built of many awkwardnesses. His cheek bones were high, his nose flat, his lips thick and slabbery. He sported a wide, ferocious straggling mustache and long eyebrows, under which gleamed little fierce eyes. His forehead sloped back like a beast’s, but was always bidden by a disreputable felt hat. Big Juuko did not know much and had the passions of a wild animal, but be was a reckless river man and devoted to Thorpe. Just now be exploded dynamite. The sticks of powder were piled amidships. Big Junko crouched overthem, inserting the fuses and caps, dosing the openings with soap, finally lighting them and dropping them into the water alongside, where they Immediately sank. Then a few strokes of a short paddle took him barely out of danger. He huddled down in his craft, waiting. One, two, three seconds passed. Then a ho Dow boom shook the stream. A cloud of water sprang up, strangely’ beautiful. After a moment the great brown logs rose suddenly to the surface from below, one after tbe other, like leviathans of the deep. Thorpe and Tim Shearer nearly always slept in a dog tent at the rear, though occasionally they passed the night at Dam Two, where Bryan Moloney and Ills crew were already engaged In sluicing the logs through the shoot. Tbe affair was simple enough. Long booms arranged in the form of an open V guided the drive to the sluice gate, through which a smooth apron of water rushed to turmoil in an eddying pool below. Two men tramped steadily backward and forward on the booms, urging the logs forward by means of long pike poles to where the suction eould seize them. Below the dam the push of the sluice water forced them several miles down stream, where the rest of Bryan Moloney’s crew took them in charge. Thus through the wide gate nearly three-quarters of a million feet an hour could be run, and at length tbe last of the logs drifted into the wide dam pool. The rear had arrived at Dam Two, and Thorpe congratulated himself that one stage of his journey had been completed.

CHAPTER XXVII. mHE rear had been tenting at the dam for two days and was about ready to break camp when Jimmy Powers swung across the trail to tell them of the big jam. Ten miles along the river bed the stream dropped over a little half falls into a narrow, rocky gorge. It was always an anxious spot for river drivers. The plunging of the logs head-on over tbe fall had so gouged out the soft rock below that an eddy of great power had formed iq the basin. Here, in spite of all efforts, tbe jam bad formed. Tbe bed was completely filled, far above tbe level of the falls, by a tangle that defied the Jam crew’s best efforts. Tbe rear at once took the trail down the river. Thorpe and Shearer and Scotty Parsons looked over the ground. Without delay the entire crew was set to work. Nearly a hundred men caa pick a great many logs in the course of a day. Several times the jam started, but always “plugged” before the motion had become irresistible.

_n We v ll “have to'“shoot,” Shearer reluctantly decided. The men were withdrawn. Scotty Parsons cut a sapling twelve feet long and trimmed It. Big Junko thawed his dynamite at a little fire, opening the ends of the packages in order that the, steam generated might escape. When the powder was warm, Scotty bound twenty of the cartridges around the end of the sapling, adjusted a fuse in one of them and soaped the opening to exclude water. Then Big Junko thrust the long javelin down Into the depths of the Jam, leaving a thin stream of smoke behind him as he turned away, zigzagging awkwardly over the jam, the long, ridiculous tails of his brown cutaway coat flopping beliiud him as he leaped. A scant moment later the hoarse dynamite shouted. Great chunks of timber shot to an Inconceivable height. Entire logs lifted bodily into the air with the motion of a fish Jumping. A fountain of water gleamed against the sun and showered down in fine rain. The jam shrugged and settled. That was all. The “shot” had failed. The men ran forward, examining curiously the great hole in the log formation. “We’ll have to flood her,” said Thorpe. So all the gates of the dam were raised, and the torrent tried its hand. It had no effect. Evidently the affair was not one of violence, but of patience. The crew went doggedly to work. Day after day the clank, clank, clink of the peaveys sounded with the regularitj* of machinery. It was cruei, hard work. A man who has lifted his utmost strength Into a peavey knows that Any but the Fighting Forty would have grumbled. Collins, the bookkeeper, came up to view the tangle. Later a photographer from Marquette took some views, and by the end of the week a number of curiosity seekers were driving over every day to see the big jam. A certain Chicago journalist in search of balsam health of lungs even sent to his paper a little item. This unexpectedly brought Wallace Carpenter to the spot The place was an amphitheater for such as chose to be spectators. They could stand or sit on the summit of the gorge cliffs, overlooking the river, the fall and the jam. At last Shearer became angry. “We’ve been monkeying long enough.” said he. **Next time we’ll leave a center that will go out. We’ll shut the dams down tight and dry pick out two wings that ’ll start her.” The dams were first run at full speed and then shut down. Hardly a drop of water flowed in the bed of the stream. The crews set laboriously to work to pull and roll the logs out In such flat fashion that a head of water should send them out. This was even harder work than the other, for they had not the floating: power of water to help them in the lifting. As usual, part of the men Worked below, part above. (TO BK CONTINUED.)

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