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adapted to dangerous retaliation; and by night it always gives a wide
berth to the lantern tilting above the raft from a swaying pole。  By day
the raft forms one of the pleasantest aspects of the river…life; with its
convoy of skiffs always searching the stream or shore for logs which have
broken from it; and which the skiffmen recognize by distinctive brands or
stamps。  Here and there the logs lie in long ranks upon the shelving
beaches; mixed with the drift of trees and fence…rails; and frames of
corn…cribs and hencoops; and even house walls; which the freshets have
brought down and left stranded。  The tops of the little willows are
tufted gayly with hay and rags; and other spoil of the flood; and in one
place a disordered mattress was lodged high among the boughs of a water…
maple; where it would form building material for countless generations of
birds。  The fat cornfields were often littered with a varied wreckage
which the farmers must soon heap together and burn; to be rid of it; and
everywhere were proofs of the river's power to devastate as well as
enrich its shores。  The dwellers there had no power against it; in its
moments of insensate rage; and the land no protection from its
encroachments except in the simple device of the willow hedges; which; if
planted; sometimes refused to grow; but often came of themselves and kept
the torrent from the loose; unfathomable soil of the banks; otherwise
crumbling helplessly into it。

The rafts were very well; and the house…boats and the traders' boats; but
the most majestic feature of the riverlife was the tow of coal…barges
which; going or coming; the 'Avonek' met every few miles。  Whether going
or coming they were pushed; not pulled; by the powerful steamer which
gathered them in tens and twenties before her; and rode the mid…current
with them; when they were full; or kept the slower water near shore when
they were empty。  They claimed the river where they passed; and the
'Avonek' bowed to an unwritten law in giving them the full right of way;
from the time when their low bulk first rose in sight; with the chimneys
of their steamer towering above them and her gay contours gradually
making themselves seen; till she receded from the encounter; with the
wheel at her stern pouring a cataract of yellow water from its blades。
It was insurpassably picturesque always; and not the tapering masts or
the swelling sails of any sea…going craft could match it。




V。

So at least the travellers thought who were here revisiting the earliest
scenes of childhood; and who perhaps found them unduly endeared。  They
perused them mostly from an easy seat at the bow of the hurricane…deck;
and; whenever the weather favored them; spent the idle time in selecting
shelters for their declining years among the farmsteads that offered
themselves to their choice up and down the shores。  The weather commonly
favored them; and there was at least one whole day on the lower river
when the weather was divinely flattering。  The soft; dull air lulled
their nerves while it buffeted their faces; and the sun; that looked
through veils of mist and smoke; gently warmed their aging frames and
found itself again in their hearts。  Perhaps it was there that the water…
elms and watermaples chiefly budded; and the red…birds sang; and the
drifting flocks of blackbirds called and clattered; but surely these also
spread their gray and pink against the sky and filled it with their
voices。  There were meadow…larks and robins without as well as within;
and it was no subjective plough that turned the earliest furrows in those
opulent fields。

When they were tired of sitting there; they climbed; invited or
uninvited; but always welcomed; to the pilothouse; where either pilot of
the two who were always on watch poured out in an unstinted stream the
lore of the river on which all their days had been passed。  They knew
from indelible association every ever…changing line of the constant
hills; every dwelling by the low banks; every aspect of the smoky towns;
every caprice of the river; every…tree; every stump; probably every bud
and bird in the sky。  They talked only of the river; they cared for
nothing else。  The Cuban cumber and the Philippine folly were equally far
from them; the German prince was not only as if he had never been here;
but as if he never had been; no public question concerned them but that
of abandoning the canals which the Ohio legislature was then foolishly
debating。  Were not the canals water…ways; too; like the river; and if
the State unnaturally abandoned them would not it be for the behoof of
those railroads which the rivermen had always fought; and which would
have made a solitude of the river if they could?

But they could not; and there was nothing more surprising and delightful
in this blissful voyage than the evident fact that the old river traffic
had strongly survived; and seemed to be more strongly reviving。  Perhaps
it was not; perhaps the fondness of those Ohio…river…born passengers was
abused by an illusion (as subjective as that of the buds and birds) of a
vivid variety of business and pleasure on the beloved stream。  But again;
perhaps not。  They were seldom out of sight of the substantial proofs of
both in the through or way packets they encountered; or the nondescript
steam craft that swarmed about the mouths of the contributory rivers; and
climbed their shallowing courses into the recesses of their remotest
hills; to the last lurking…places of their oil and coal。




VI。

The Avonek was always stopping to put off or take on merchandise or men。
She would stop for a single passenger; plaited in the mud with his
telescope valise or gripsack under the edge of a lonely cornfield; or to
gather upon her decks the few or many casks or bales that a farmer wished
to ship。  She lay long hours by the wharf…boats of busy towns; exchanging
one cargo for another; in that anarchic fetching and carrying which we
call commerce; and which we drolly suppose to be governed by laws。  But
wherever she paused or parted; she tested the pilot's marvellous skill;
for no landing; no matter how often she landed in the same place; could
be twice the same。  At each return the varying stream and shore must be
studied; and every caprice of either divined。  It was always a triumph;
a miracle; whether by day or by night; a constant wonder how under the
pilot's inspired touch she glided softly to her moorings; and without a
jar slipped from them again and went on her course。

But the landings by night were of course the finest。  Then the wide fan
of the search…light was unfurled upon the point to be attained and the
heavy staging lowered from the bow to the brink; perhaps crushing the
willow hedges in it's fall; and scarcely touching the land before a
black; ragged deck…hand had run out through the splendor and made a line
fast to the trunk of the nearest tree。  Then the work of lading or
unlading rapidly began in the witching play of the light that set into
radiant relief the black; eager faces and the black; eager figures of the
deck…hands struggling up or down the staging under boxes of heavy wares;
or kegs of nails; or bales of straw; or blocks of stone; steadily mocked
or cursed at in their shapeless effort; till the last of them reeled back
to the deck down the steep of the lifting stage; and dropped to his
broken sleep wherever he could coil himself; doglike; down among the
heaps of freight。

No dog; indeed; leads such a hapless life as theirs; and ah! and ah! why
should their sable shadows intrude in a picture that was meant to be all
so gay and glad?  But ah! and ah! where; in what business of this hard
world; is not prosperity built upon the struggle of toiling men; who
still endeavor their poor best; and writhe and writhe under the burden of
their brothers above; till they lie still under the lighter load of their
mother earth?










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