“And I’ll take back all I said,” Bob declared, giving his brother a hearty slap on his back. “You’re it, all right.” By this time Jean and his men were out in the middle of the river working like mad as the whole mass of logs, now in motion, was moving with the current. There was great danger that another log might catch on the rock and another jam form at any minute. “We ought to have thirty or forty men here now,” Mr. Golden told Rex, as he watched the movement of the logs. “Still they may be able to handle them. You see,” he explained, “if once the head, that is the part where the logs are piled up, gets past that rock, there is not much danger of any of the others catching, as the rock is too far beneath the surface to bother where there is only one layer of logs.” Several minutes passed and it seemed that the danger was nearly over when suddenly, without warning, the movement of the head stopped. “They’ve caught again,” Bob gasped. But, even as he spoke, they saw Jean leap to a log which seemed to be standing nearly on end, and, catching it with his peavey, give it a sudden twist. “Good boy, Jean,” Jack shouted. “He did the trick all right,” Bob added. “Yes, they’re going again,” Mr. Golden declared, as the mass began once more to move. A few minutes later and he heaved a sigh of relief as he saw the last of the head tumble down. “There, I think the danger is passed,” he declared in a relieved tone. CHAPTER XI THE BROKEN BOOM Along the Kennebec River the camps of the river drivers are located at intervals of from ten to twelve miles. Each of these camps supports a crew numbering from twenty to forty men according to the condition of the river. It is the duty of each crew to see that all logs get safely by their allotted territory. The first of the Golden logs had been started down the river before the camps were filled, as Mr. Golden was anxious to get the first lot down as soon as possible to avoid all danger of forfeiting his contract with the paper company. He had figured that the drivers would be on the job before they got very far on their way, and he had ordered Jean Lamont and his small crew to go straight through with the logs to Waterville. It was time now for the different crews to be in the cabins, and he fully expected that, from now on, he would have all the help needed.