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Updated: May 12, 2025
There were some slight flurries of snow, fragile and short-lived heralds of winter's coming, during the latter part of November, and then December was ushered in by a grand storm that lasted a whole day, and made glad the hearts of the lumbermen by filling the forest aisles with a deep, soft, spotless carpet, that asked only to be packed smooth and hard in order to make perfect roads over which to transport the noble logs that had been accumulating upon the "roll-ways" during the past weeks.
The banks of the river were completely hidden under immense roll-ways of pine logs, so arranged that the moment the water rose the logs lying in the edge of the water would float out and that would gradually roll the entire mass of lumber into the water. The first few days in March were very warm, and cracklings of ice could be heard distinctly through the woods.
The children had visited the roll-ways at the river before, but had never had an opportunity to remain and understand the whole scene. Arrived at the roll-ways, the men made quick work of unloading the logs from the sledge and rolling them down to the river's edge.
Every child of the hills knew the menace that a hot dry summer brought to us in those days. The first, ruthless cutting of the timber had followed the water courses. Men had cut and slashed their way up through the hills without thought of what they were leaving behind. They had taken only the prime, sound trees that stood handiest to the roll-ways. They had left dead and dying trees standing.
Then, seeing there was nothing he could do, he decided to walk down by the river and see how much timber had been piled in the roll-ways. From there, he started up the cut from the river toward the forest-timber where stood the Jumpin' Jane. Several times he stopped and put his ear to the ground to listen, then shook his head. "Mike go old! Mike hear noise!" said the Indian to himself.
Swampers and axe-men set to work building skidways and cross-hauls, and the banks of the river were cleared for the roll-ways. The ground was still bare of snow, but the sawyers were "laying them down," and the logs were banked at the skidways. Then one morning the snow came.
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