British Columbia -- Fiction; Families -- Fiction; Lumber trade -- Fiction
The man with a vision and a dream was never so comfortable as the man
who merely had an objective. But he had more within him to stay his
soul in the time of stress, Rod believed. Also it was a trifle
surprising to find so nimble-minded a youth as the high-rigger
working for a daily wage in a logging camp. True, his wage was six
dollars per diem, which was equal to the stipend of some professors
Rod knew. Nevertheless Rod considered that Andy, with his obvious
intellectual ability, was misplaced at manual labor, even labor that
called for a high degree of skill. He rather admired Andy's
radicalism. There was a stout honesty of conviction in him. Rod was
not go sure himself that all was for the best in the best of possible
worlds,--that comfortable illusion which sustains so many worthy
people.
When he pondered Andy's simile of the complex machine gradually
getting out of hand, proceeding to the ultimate smash, he couldn't
help thinking of Grove's accelerated pace. That was merely a casual
impression. Probably Grove had the levers firmly in hand.
He had half a notion to go fishing, to wet a line in the Granite
Pool. Or walk over the hill to Oliver Thorn's. Mary had probably
gone back to town now. Still--it was very pleasant to lie there
under the maple, to rest his body, to let his nostrils be titillated
by a smell of doughnuts frying in the cook house. He ought to drop
down on the slack and see Phil.
Thus Rod, resting against the earth, two days' growth of beard on his
chin, calked logger's boots on his feet, a gaudy mackinaw folded
behind his head, cogitated idly, drowsily, until at last he fell into
a doze from which the noon meal gong awakened him.
CHAPTER XI
The quality of persistence in the face of difficulties is one that
men are variously endowed with. Hope revives in some breasts sooner
than in others. To some the spur of a desire, a need, a conviction,
never ceases wholly to rowel them into action. They cannot for long
accept defeat or frustration as final. For such, the line of least
resistance is closed. Reason, logic, all the chances of success may
be against them, but they strive with infinite patience and
unflagging courage toward a given end.
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