The story of a Connecticut life (1919) (14784176312)

Identifier: storyofconnectic01eldr (find matches)
Title: The story of a Connecticut life
Year: 1919 (1910s)
Authors: Eldredge, Charles Q., 1845-
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Publisher: Troy, N.Y., Allen Book and Printing Co.
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: The Library of Congress



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ngine was located and asking the engineer tostep out with us, I handed him seventy-five centsin silver and told him that was his pay up to tenoclock and that he was excused. He tried to talk but I informed him that themen with him would go with him to his boardinghouse and keep with him till he got his traps andthen go with him out of the village and across thebig bridge, and my advice to him would be Keepon going. It was only twelve miles to the next villageso he could easily reach it before night. I told the boys in his presence that if he hungback at all for two of them to take each an armand the third to walk behind with one foot mostlyin the air. The instructions were implicitly followed and Inever heard of him after that day. I had never run an engine in my life but asthere was no man in the crew competent, I handledit for some eleven days, till I got a man from NewLisbon, and most luckily I made good. Another matter came up this season that attract-ed considerable attention. 38
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Mrs. B. F. Miner Our double rotary was sawing about fifty thou-sand feet a day and as I watched it, I was sure itcould do more. So I gave the tail sawyer another job and Itook his place for four wTeeks, learning the busi-ness, or trying my best to. At the end of that period I had the old tailsawyer come back and sent the head sawyer downon the rafting platform, and I took his place. After my first week, the record for the threemonths I handled the saw was fifty-nine thousand,eight hundred and seventy feet per day. After the mill closed for the season, I wentdown to the mouth of the Wisconsin on a raft andcame back to get ready for the winters logging. B. F. Miner was running the store and keepingthe books. He got married and this step added much to mycomfort, for they kept house over the new storeand I was taken in, both as a boarder and as afriend. And right here I want to say that Mrs. Minerwas a great lover of books and one of, if not thebest educated women I have ever met. She see