The drive was shifting in all directions, and logs rose and fell in
front and on each side of them. Often they would be on the point of
taking a step, when the log would bob out of sight, leaving nothing
but water in its place. Then a timber would turn on them just as
they hopped to another. Once Dale straddled a log, but Owen got him
up in time to save him from having his leg crushed. So they kept on,
gradually drawing closer to the shore.
[Illustration: Logs rose and fell in front and on each side of them.]
"By George! they are out of it!" cried Andrews. "This way, boys, this
way!"
They saw him waving his hand, and turned in that direction. It was well
they did this, for the drive was shifting, so that one section near the
shore swung around to the middle of the stream. But their danger was
now at an end, and in a few seconds more they stood on solid ground,
dripping from head to feet, and with their hearts thumping wildly in
their breasts.
"Kind of a close call for you," remarked Andrews. "I wouldn't have
been in your place for a thousand dollars."
"It was a close call," answered Dale. His face was pale, and he felt a
strange sinking sensation all over him.
"Better rest for a spell, you and Owen too," went on Andrews, and they
followed his advice and did not move on again until half an hour later.
The boat contained some dry clothing, and this, when donned, made them
feel fairly comfortable.
The remainder of the drive occurred without anything unusual happening,
and a week later found the two young lumbermen in Bangor, where they
put up at a cheap but comfortable boarding house, at which Owen was
already known. The proprietors of several houses of low reputation
tried to get them to take rooms elsewhere, but they would not.
"They can't catch me for a fool," said Owen. "They've got some of
the poor chaps, and those fellows will be penniless in less than a
month," and so it proved. Many lumbermen are reckless, and their
wages are spent in drinking and gambling as soon as received. But
conditions are gradually improving, and it is to be hoped that some day
these boarding-house "sharks," as they are called, will be banished
altogether, not alone from this territory, but also from every other
Down-East lumber district.
The savings of the two young lumbermen, including the gift from Mr.
Jefferson Wilbur, amounted to over three hundred dollars, a sum which
both surveyed with delight, and Owen with positive astonishment.
"Three hundred and twenty-four dollars," cried Owen. "And half of it
belongs to me. Why, I never dreamed I could save so much."
"It only shows what you can save if you put your mind to it," answered
Dale. "We've saved this and we haven't deprived ourselves of very much
either, have we?"
"Not a great deal, Dale. Once in a while I wanted some extras, but I'm
just as well off, I reckon, as if I'd had 'em. What do you think we'd
best do with this cash? It isn't safe in the trunk. The house might
burn down."
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