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THE AUTOBIOGRAPHY o F

JEFFERSON H ART I L·~

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CHAPTER ONE

EARLY DAYS

In a few days I'll be 69, and I'm getting a little


dilapidated, and if I have to put down on paper a little
of my life history, I'd better begin now.

I would like to have known more about my father


and mother in their younger days. I would like to have
known all about my grandparents, and their parents I

and their life history. I think I have led a varied and


eventful life and maybe some grand-child, great-
grand child, or great-great grand child may want to
hear or read about it.

I was one of 14 children born to Henriette and


Richard H artil. I wa s the thirteenth child and the
seventr. son. I was born with a skin-like thin over my
head and face that they called a hood and veil. In
olden times, sea captains paid money for these. They
s aid wit. h 0 n e 0 f the sea boa r d ash i p, the s hip w 0 u I d
- never sink, o,r if in a house, it would never burn.
When I was 13 and leaving home, my mother wrapped
this hood and veil in chamois cloth and gave them to
me, which I still have. More about this later.

I was born on North 9th Street, Brooklyn, New York.


I do not remember anthing there. When I was 2 years
old, w e m 0 v edt 0 Hun tin g ton, Lo n g lsI and, New Y 0 r k .
The house we lived in was called Brian's Castle, a
three- story and attic ram shackled old farm house, with
two barns and a corn crib, and quite a few acres of
land. It was about three miles from town with the
nearest house about 1/2 mile away. On the first floor
was a big kitchen, a big Dutch oven, and a big base-
ment in the back with a stone floor that was used as
a refrigerator and a place to store corn cobs for the
kitchen stove. On the second floor was a parlor, living
room and a small room where I wa s forbidden to go and
where Pop kept what he called his bloody helix. On
the front of the second story was a porch with pillars
to the ground. On the third floor there were four
bedrooms and then the attic where flying squirrels used
to play and stored all kinds of nL-=:= :0:: the winter.
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The r e was ace 11 a ran d the 0 n I y t h :'0 : -; I can rem e m b (~ r


seeing there was Pop' s three barre~:: :f cider.

When I was born, two of my bro:::::rs and one si:,ter


had died. T heir names \' ere Clara, ~ ~ r;; u e 1 and C h a rl e s .
Those living were: EdisGl1, the you:.;-:::st; then me; then
R u f us; the n Mar y; the n Le a n a r d; thE:' ::. a 1 and; the n
Lucricia; then Elizabeth, then Victc::-::'i; then Jack and
the oldest, Henrietta. Henrietta h=.: already married
and was 1 i v i n gin 1\11 asp et h . Vic tor i =. was ina n u r sin g
school and Elizabeth was living wit:: my grandparents
i n Bra a k 1 y n, m y Mot her' s Fat her a n C ~Ii at her . E d a il d
I, being the two youngest, played together. I can
r e ill e m b e r w hen E d s till had his mil k b at tIe and sam e -
times threw it on the floor from his highchair. It was
quite a calamity because it was a long way to town to
get another one.

By the way, I am two years older than Ed. Rufus


- was two years older than me, and Mary was two years
older than Rufus. Rufus and Mary were the scholars,
and played together and worked in school together
for a great many years until they became school
principals in New York. Then Rufus went on to become
a District Superintendent of Schools. Rufus, who we
all called Ruf, and I, were always locking horns
together and this lasted until our grown up days.

M y Mot h er we called "Mom" and my Fat h er "P o p "·


Pop, until he was an old man, was tough to live with.
He liked his drinks and was a poor :;:;rovider. He made
it awful hard on Mom and us kids. _~_fter living in
Hun tin g ton a few yea r s I Le n wen t tow 0 r k for a ric h
1 a d y who had abe aut i f u 1 est ate bet -/.- 2 e n our pIa c e and
the village. She sent him to schoo!. 3.nd he had it soft,
I t h i nk . J a c k s 0 a n wen t t a l i v e i n t:=. -= cit y and wed i d
not seem him very often. The famil~- at home was
getting smaller and a little easier t-:- provide for. My
sister, Elizabeth was teaching schc~.l in New York I

and during the summer vacations ca=:2 to live with us.


She p aid b a a r dan d t hat he 1 p e d out -:=_ 3. twa y . M a rr rna
K and Papa K helped too. They were; =:.y Mother's I ather
and Mot her. Po p was a bra ssm old era n d had a l i ttl e
foundry about I 1/2 miles from where we lived. When
any of us boys got big enough to be of any help there,
we had to work after school. When I was about 10,
I had to pound the charcoal and rumble the castings
while standing on a big iron pot. When pounding
charcoal with a big iron ball with a long handle, I
cam e dow non my big toe and fl a t ten e d i t o u t . Po P got
the whisky bottle and poured some on. Mary hauled
me to school for about a month.

Papa had a sailboat, and the one I remember the


best, he named after me, the Jefferson. He used to
drop his work at the foundry and be gone up to two
weeks in the boat. He used to take me on some of
these trips, other times some of his friends. Once
or twice each summer he would take the family and
stay for a couple of days. At that time there was
won d e r f u I cam pin 9 g r 0 u n d son the nor t h s h 0 reo f Lo n g
Island. We hod the whole beach to ourselves. I must
have been about 8 or 9 when Roland built a nice little
log cab i n up in the woo d s. I twa s a s ho c k tom e w hen
- some months later, Rol came from the city, Jack had
torn it down and hauled it to the house for fire wood.
Jack and Rol did not get along too good in their younger
days, and this did not help matters.

Roland used to like hunting and he took in the sports-


man shows. He came home once with a new hatchet and
I see him put it under the bed. When the coast was
clear, I got it out and before long, I cut my hand. I
have the scar to this day. He used to bring home hunting
and camping scene s, pretty nice picture s, I thought.
They worked on my imaginations and I thought some day
I would live some of those pictures.

No one can imagine the work Mom had to do, all


the wash that had to be done on a scrub-board, all the
sewing, cooking, baking and so little to do it with.
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I remember once the yard became suddenly full of cows,


so we drove them in the barn, and I think it was Rol
who milked them before turning them loose. Was that
a help.
Living out in the country we had to have a horse.
Pop wasn't the best judge of horses. He once brought
one home at night and the next morning he took Mom
out to see i t , and discovered it was blind. He said to
Mom, "get my double barrel twist" - that was his shot-
gun and he wanted to shoot it.

Another time he had a cribber that would eat the crib


and stall. He took me with him one day after pepping
up this cribber to another old horse t~ader. He had
almost made a swap when I threw a monkey wrench
into the deal. I said right out loud, "he eats the
crib up". All the way home I was told a thing or two.

At about this time I reD ember Rufus and I singing


in the choir in the Episcopal Church. I always knew
that when I got home Mom would have a big batch of
home-made candy waiting for us.

At Christmas one year she was called to the city by


her Mother who was sick. Christmas Eve came and no
Mom. We kids were in an awful way. We knew who
- Santa was. We were sure wishing she would show up.
At the last moment, when we were about to give up and
go to bed, in she came with a big bag on her back. She
had carried that over two miles from the railroad station.

When I we. s eleven years old, Ed and I were both


in bed v'lith the measles. Mom was the only other
person in the house. The house caught fire. Mom
got some clothe s on Ed and me and sent me in one
direction and Ed in the other for help. Help came and
a few thing s were saved, but the hou se burned to the
ground. By the way my hood and veil were in the City
at Mama K' s at the time. We stayed at the neighbors
for a couple of days, and then rented a house at the
fair g rounds about three miles away. There was some
insurance money Mom received for the furniture loss,
but Pop took that and bought a motor for hi s boat.

One day when we were out in the boat, he dicided to


go hard clamming. We took the row boat and started
off. When we got to the spot he wanted, the water was
about waist deep so he took off his pants and went over
the sides hanging on the row boat treading with his
bare feet. All at once he sprung into the boat and said
tom e, "Li ttl e B u c k" - t hat was the n i c k n a m e h ega v e
me, "I stepped on something I thought was a hawser,
a large rope, but when it sta rted to wrap around my
legs, I knew it was a giant eel. 11

In the fall of the year Pop took the spars out of the
boat and us kids had to scrape them clean with glass.
We did not live at the fair grounds very long and we
m 0 v edt 0 Mas pet t Lo n g I s I and, New Y 0 r k qui ten ear my
married sister, Heddy. At first I didn't like it at all,
it was right in the City and soon I learned to play
marbles, top-shinnegers, skating, etc. The boys were
rough and tough and I guess I became that way too.
Many bad tricks we played on the Chinaman, the
peanut man , and lots of others. I went to a city school
and did not I ike it. R 0 I and Le n got job s a s con d u c tor s
on the trolley cars.

Jack got a job as a motorman. Mary and Rufus


were going to college. Pop got a job at a brass foundry.
Elizabeth had been married and then Jack got married.
Jack was a pugilist and I listened to many tales of
gory fights once saving Pop from being beaten up. At
the present time I think he i 80 and he is still full
of fight.

Once I had some pi g eons in the backyard and one


day I let them out thinking they would come back,
but that was the last I see of them.

By this time, I belonged to a gang of boys they


called the "Sunshine Gang". One day in a. stone fight
a boy got hurt real bad and was taken away in the
ambulance. That broke up the gang. Two boys, whose
father had a saloon, ganged up on me one day, and I
carne home with a black eye and some bruises. When
Pop seen me and heard the story, he marched me to the
saloon and or dered the saloon-keeper to trot out his
boys one at a time for me to go to work on. But he
kept them hid, if I remember right, I think I was glad
of it for I had enough for one day.
While skating on a pond covered with all kinds of
cultch, I tripped and fell, cutting my wrist very ba d.
I fell on a broken milk bottle. I've had a crippled right
hand ever since. The family started calling me the
calamity for good reasons, I guess. I used to go
barefoot and once I hopped into the house with a board
nailed to my foot. That was another job for Mom.

I had a long thin tube called a putty blower. I


would flatten out some putty on my hand and stick
the end 0 f the tub eon i t a n d blow. I two u 1 d goa Ion g
ways and hit someone on the face. I hit a man going
by and he chased me and I ran into a tree with the
putty blower in my mouth. It stuck in the roof of my
mouth. The man seeing this, gave up the chase.

After a few months as a conductor Rol left for the


West. He came back with glowing accounts of Oregon
and the claims that were being taken up, but instead
of going back, he and my sister Heddy's husban d went
to Maine and made arrangements to buy a farm four miles

- out of Brunswick. With the financial help from some of


the family, the farm was bought, and Rol, Ed, Mom and
I left for Maine to be followed in the summer by the
others.

Ed and I started to go to the one room school and


Rol was supposed to make a fortune growing potatoes.

Vlfe had one horse named "Butternut Bill," and we


were going to town. I tried to get him in a corner and
get on his back, but he had other ideas. He turned
aroun d quick and let me have both feet and knocking me
for a loop, breaking my lower jaw and cutting my
face very bad. I managed to walk home and when Rol
saw me coming, he took me to the pump to wash off the
blood. Mom saw me about this time and thought it
wa s the end of me. The y caught" B ill" and we went
to town in a hurry to see the doctor. He worked on me
off and on for weeks, a good old country doctor. I had
a support under my chin and around my head all summer.
the only food I had was what they could pour between
some teeth that were kicked out.
In the fall, I started to go to school again.

The next spring Rol decided he did not have capital


enough to buy a horse and equipment to make a go of
potato growing so we just locked up the place and
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went back to Brooklyn.

After a while I started to go to school again. Rol


started to look around for someone to finance him for
another go at the farm. He found one, and went ba ck
to ~\1aine taking Ed with him. My mother and the rest
of us stayed in Brooklyn. Rol then bought horses,
potato planters potato diggers
I harrows, cultivators
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sprayers, etc.

In a couple of months, I followed them to Maine.


Mary , knowing I was determined to go , went to the boat
with me and carried my suitca se. I had my fare to
Maine and this is about all, so I decided to sleep
up on the top deck that night. I curled up around a
smoke stack and went to sleep, but in the middle of the
night, I was awakened by a man and he was bound
to take me down below and put me in a berth. He had
a wife and 3 or 4 children and he couldn't do enough
for me. He had me take pictures with their camera of
the whales we saw and of each other. When he left
me in Portland, he gave me about $ 5.00 and told me if
I ever get back to New York to hunt him up at his office
there and he gave me his address, but I never saw him
again.

Rol did the cooking and Ed and I did the outside


chores besides washing the dishes and washing our
clothes and keeping the woodbox full. When there
wasn't too much work, Ed and I went to school in a
little one room school house. On the way there, we
passed the Clark farm and Mrs. Clark would call us
in as we passed and put an apple or cookie in our
lunch box and mend a rip or'two in our clothes. It was
tough living and I gu e s s i t wa s making me tough.

In the summer, besides the potatoes, Rol cut the


hay on 3 other farm s, and I turned and pitched a lot of
hay. Rol was never too good at working for himself
and was getting behind. He was a hard boss too. Ed
and I had to be in bed by 9:00 P. M.

On a farm about two miles through the woods and


fields from our farm, there was a boy about our age
who came from a boy's home in Boston. He had to
work for his board until he was 18. On Sundays I after
dOing our chores and helping him with his, we would
hunt and trap together. To beat the 9:00 o'clock dead-
line before going to bed some nite, Ed and I would
put up the long pole from the ground up to our bedroom
window, and after saying goodnight to Rol, we would
slide down the pole and get the home boy and spend
h a I f the n i g h t rid i n g h 0 r s e s i n the pas t u rear· row i n g the
boat down the bay, or just talking and dreaming about
the future. Then we would come back home and climb
the pole back to our room. Rol never did get wise to
this. Of course, I told him about it years later.

An incident I must relate, -- A girl about Rol's


age from the next farm wa s to our hou se one Sunday.
At the end of the house were two big trees and Rol had
put up a swing there. He VIas swinging her as high as
he co u 1 d . I was pIa n n i n g to ski p 0 u twit h my air ri fIe
and as I went out the back and around the shed, I could
not see Rol but every so often I caught a glimpse of
the girl's bottom as she swung high in the air. After
aiming a couple of times, I pressed the trigger and I
heard her say "ouch" and I ran to the woods.

The summer I was 16, Rol called me down for some-


thing that was not my fault. I told him where to get
off and left, anc I went over to see the horne boy. We
had been talking about running away and this brought
it up to a head; but we decided not to tell Ed. That
night when he wa s suppa sed to go to bed, he slipped
out the window and joined me. I had $10.00 and he
had no money. -We walked to Brunswick and on the way
we planned to go north and tried to get a job in a logging
camp. We thought there would be a freight train we
could hop; and after waiting until about midnight we
decided to hop the first train gOing north. It was a
passenger train and as it pulled down the track, we
jumped on the rear platform of the rear coach and climbed
to the roof and then we hung on to a ventilator and rode
'til daybreak. VV'h'n people began to see us, when the
train slowed for the next station, we climbed dowr.
and jumped and we were at northern Main Junction. We
ran for the nearcst woods, found a br ook and began to
clean up. We were covered with soot from the coal
burning engines. After this, we went back and found
a store and got a loaf of bread and sandwich meat. We
felt better then. Someone told us if we went to Bangor,
which was about ten miles, they were hiring men for
the woods and iNe could get a job. So we set off on
foot down the tracks, walking the railroad ties and this
gets tiresome, as you have to keep your eyes on the
ties every moment for each step is different.

When we got to Bangor, we went to the employment


agency that were hiring men for the woods, but after
look i n gus 0 v e r an d ask i n g que 5 t ion s, th e y s aid we
were too young. They al so said that if we went on to
Old Town, which is about 10 miles down the track, we
would be sure of getting a job for they were hiring
everybody that came along for the woods; so we set out
once more down the track. We had not gone far when
- night came on. We gathered some wood, had something
to eat and slept alongside the track.

We got into Old Tow n about noon the next day; and
we went to the employment agency there; and they told
us about the same as in Bangor, that we were too
YOllng. We tried other places and towards night we
gave up and headed ba ck up the track for Bangor again.

We slept alonside the track again that night. During


the day we discovered an onion patch or bed near the
tracks so we camped here for the rest of the day and
the next night. We cooked onions to stretch out our
grub supply. Our money was just about gone and we
went back to Bangor. I went to the railroad station
there and was washing up when a big man tapped me on
the back and asked me why I was there. I said I had
been looking for a job for 4 days. He asked me if I
had ever worked on a farm and I said "yes", and then
he offered me a job on one of his farms near Moosehead
La k e . Ito 1 d him I had a f r i end 0 u t sid e and w 0 u 1 d h e
hire him too. He did and he gave me a dollar and told
us to eat and report back at train time.
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When we arrived in Greenville, he had a man with


a trotter waiting for us and took us to a farm about
3 miles out. We were to get $22 a month and board.
This big man who found me in the waiting room and
gave us jobs was Henry Botley. He was a big man,
6 J 5", and he owned three farms, and he owned Moose-
head Inn and a lumberjack hang-out which was called
the "P us han d Po 1 e .
IIHe a 1 soh ads eve r a l l 0 g gin g
camp s and he was a sheriff too. At thi s ferm there
were 3 men besides the home boy and me. No women.
One of the men did the cooking~ the home boy and I
did the regular farm work. After being paid off for
the first month J s work, the home boy left, buty I
stayed on; I needed clothes and a rifle to hunt deer.

After the home boy left, one day he beckoned to me


from the edge of the woods. I was glad to see him,
but after he told me he had stolen a canoe and wanted
met 0 g 0 wit h him up Moo s e h e a d La k e, I t o 1 d him w hat
a fool he was and we parted company again.

Henry Botley used to come out to the farm once a


week all dressed up and with diamonds on. It was
great fun for him to wrestle with a big lumberjack
there and to lead the pig chase in the pasture. He
did not look so nice when he went home.

I heard of an Indian in town who had a 38.55 rifle


for sale, so one night I walked to town and bought it
with 2 boxes of cartridges. Every chance I get I
practiced shooting. I have not changed my mind about
working in a logging camp. I wanted to get far en ough
back in the woods that I could not hear a train whistle.

The weather was getting cold and I had bought


heavy clothes, long johns, mackinaw, moccasins, tassel
hat, socks,etc.

One day when Henry Botley was at the farm, I told


him I wanted to quit and go in the woods. He first
offered me a job at Moosehead Inn as a page-boy,
telling me how nice I would have i t , and explaining how
tough it was in the logging camps. After seeing I was
determined, he told me when to see him at the Inn. He
said he wanted to see I got a camp with a good boss.
They were just starting logging operations at Sugar
lsI and, Moo s e h e a d La k e the n . The log cab ins had
just been completed by a small crew and now about
10 of us, four horses, provisions, etc. went up the
lake about 20 miles in a big boat.

The boss's wife was the cook and she asked me


to be the "cookie". I thought at first it must be a
sissy job, but I soon changed my mind. My work
consisted of carrying about 20 pails of water a day
from the spring, cutting and carrying the wood for
2 kitchen stoves and one big stove in the bunk house
and washing the dishes, peeling the spuds, and a
hundred other thing s.

At noon time I had to carry dinner to the men into


the woods and build a fire and get water, make the
tea and warm up the beans and meat, and call them
to dinner. I was getting the water for the tea one day 7
I had the water in a big pot on my shoulder; I heard
a noise coming toward me; I stopped and a big buck

- deer ran up to about 30 feet of me. He cocked his


head from side to side and sniffed the air. The wind
was blowing from him to me and he could not smell
me. He had big antlers. I got a little nervous and
moved a little and when I dj d he took for the tall
timber.

The cook knew I liked to hunt and she saw to it


I had most of the day off on Sundays. I would pack
a little lunch and take off with my rifle. I had
quite a few adventures.

I must tell about the first deer I shot. About the


second Sunday after getting in camp, I struck out and
had not gone far when I jumped a deer. I fired twice,
three times, I think in his direction, but he waved
his white flag, which is his tail and said, "so-long."
I felt like a little boy a dog ran over. I figured I
would never see another deer as long as I lived. I
had lost my only chance and was I a bum shot. Well,
later that day I see two more deer together. I fired
one shot at the one nearest me and down he went
stone dead. I bounded over to where he lay, rolled
him up on a stump, got him on my shoulders and
started for camp. I soon came to a brook and started
to cross on a log and fell in, deer and all! This
soaked me somewhat. I dragged the deer to dry
ground, left it and went to camp for help. The boss
sent two men back with me, they dressed it and car-
ried i t in. It was the first deer killed in the camp
that fall and I had the honor of having the first
meal of deer steak. After that, there was plenty
of deer meat for everybody.

It wa s a rough but colorful kind of life. T he men


dressed mostly in bright colors and the horses were
always decorated with plumes, brass and bells, etc.
and they were separated into groups, seven men and
a team of horses.

Each night the scaler would put down on a bulletin


board in the bunk house the amount of logs each crew
got out. It was a continual struggle not to be at
the bottom of the Ii st. I f you were there too often,
you stood a good chance of being told off and fired.

- Then the lights were put off at 9:00 as everybody


had t 0 b e i n bed. Sat u r day n i g h t the y co u 1 d s t a y
up to 10:00 and these big chumps would dance, and
play games and act like a bunch of kids. Sunday
they would do their mending, darn their socks, boil
their clothes in a big pot to kill the lice. I have
seen these men when they had cut themselves with an
a~ and sew themselves up with an old hand stitch
like one would a rag doll, and don't remember seeing
any infection.

At Christmas time, they sent in a barrel of apples


and some candy and there was a great celebration.
We Had some French fellows in the camp with us
that were very superstitious and I heard one French-
man telling of somebody who tried to enter a barn
with cattle in i t on Christmas Eve at 12:00 and he said
that man was automatically thrown right out of that
barn and that hour at 12:00 Christmas Eve, the cows
a 11 k nee 1 e d dow nan dan yb 0 d yin the bar n w 0 u 1 d
automatically be thrown out.
Around the first of February, some of the men
tried to get amorous with the cook; and the boss and
his wife moved into a small cabin by themselves,
and he threatened to shoot the first man who looked
at her. They installed a man cook and the boss
took me to driving a team. I took this for about a
month, and then I swamped for a while, tended sled
and other jobs until the camp broke up in April.

The boss and his wife used to invite me to their


cabin in the evening and they could not understand
why a boy from the city took to the woods like I did.
They were fearful that when I was paid off for my
winter work and landed in Greenville I would be
robbed, so they made me a moneybelt and they said
to trust no one.

We had gotten out during the winter about 4 million


feet of log s and they were all on the lake now with
a boom around them. We all started out one morning
for the 20 mile walk to Greenville on the ice. There
we got paid off; we each received the same pay for
- the winter, $ 3 a a month and board. I put mo st of
the money in my belt and put the belt around me next
to my skin. I tried to get in the YMCA for the night
there, but i t was full so was Moosehead Inn. Dozens
of camps let out at the same time and Greenville
was a mad house.

I found Henry Botley and he took me over to the


Push and Pole, a lumberjack hangout. Push and Pole
was a building made of logs about 100 feet long and
40 feet wide. On one side there was a big long bar
and at the end of that bar was a room they called
the dead room where they threw the men that got drunk,
etc. On the other side of the room was three seats
they called the decon seats where everybody sat
and watched the performances.

In the middle of the room was a great big stove


that took a 4 foot stick of wood. It was a notorious
place known all over the State, in Massachusetts,
etc. too. Well, Henry took me to a room upstairs
and told me to stay there until morning and not to let
anyone in. For an hour or two I went downstair s
to see them drinking and fighting and some of it was
too brutal to tell about.

I went to my room then. There wa s no lock on the


door and the transom overhead was going. I barri-
caded the door, loaded my rifle and set up in bed
all night and waited for someone to try and break in.
I was left entirely alone though.

The next morning I went to the railroad station


and bought a ticket to New York. I was dressed in
my woods clothes, had a green duffel bag and my rifle.
I landed in Grand Central Station like this and the
trolley car took me within ten blocks of home. I
then had to walk but by the time I reached home,
a gang of kids were following me. I hadn't had a
haircut in almost a year. When I rang the doorbell
my Mother came to the door and we had a great reunion.
CHAPTER TWO

EAR L Y DAY S "C 0 N T I N U E D"

At home then, there were my brothers Ed and Rufus


and my sisters Mary and Lucretia. They took away
my woodsclothes and had my hair cut; and within 24
hours had me in school.

Mary and Rufus were both teaching and they


dragged me off to their school where a friend of the
family was principal. I was installed in the last
grade in the grammar school and told I'd have to study
and be good. At the first recess, I had a scrap with
the basemen and at noontime another and was taken up
to the principal.

I had my fill of kids and school and made up my


mind to go back to Maine, or at least as far as
Boston; where somehow I found out the home boy I
had ran off with was working. I told no one but my

- Mother. I'm giving here most of my money to mind.

I with my woodsclothes in the bag, took off on a


boat for Boston. I had no trouble finding Tom Stevens,
the home boy. He was working, but he did not like
his job. And when I said I was going to Maine, he
said he wa s going with me. He had an idea he could
go back to the farm there, and this time get paid.

We took the train to Portland, and then the trolley


to Brunswick. It was ten o'clock at night when we
got in Brunswick, and we walked to Bunganuk.

I had mad e up my min d to s top at Mrs. CIa rk ' s .


There were no lights in any of the houses when we
got near Bunganuk. So we went down in Oark's
woods, built a little fire, and put our backs to a
tree, and stayed all night. That's one of the camp-
fires I will always remember.

The next morning Tom left for Ali's farm where he'd
lived as a home boy and I went up to Clark's. That's
the last time I ever see Tom.
The C 1 ark's mad erne rig h t to horn e . l e u t ten
cords of wood for them and by that time Torn had
left Ali's and Ali's called to see if I would work
for him.

Itoo k the job for him - f 0 u rt e end 011 a r s per m 0 nth


and board and stayed with him til after fair time,
helping with his stock at three fairs. But because
I quit he would not pay me for the la st month I worked.
I kind of like Ali in spite of this though. He knew
how to handle kids.

But the woods were calling me again and I struck


up north. I stopped at Fairfield and I got a job at
a big saw mill, where I was paid ten dollars a week
and I paid four dollars a week board. I sent Mom
some every once in a while to mind for me.

I was getting along pretty good there working at


several different kinds of jobs, until the woman
where I boarded took in another boarder - another
young fellah - and put him in my room, and he was
t 0 s 1 ee pin the sam e bed wit h me. I did n 't 1 ike t his
and instead of looking for another boarding house,
I quit my job at the mill and with another man, took
the train to Greenville.

Then we went up to the Canadian Pacific Railroad,


to a place called Tarry tine. It was just a flag stop
where they discharge provisions and stuff for camps
and woods. There they put me to work driving four
horses - toting to four lumber camps, one back four
miles, one six miles, one eight miles, and one twelve
miles. It was a tough old road I hauled over. All
I could haul was a ton with the four horses. I went
right along the edge of the river. Some name wasn't
it?

I didn't mind being blocked by windfall in the day


when I could see but sometimes coming home at
I

night there'd be a big tree aero s s the way of the


teams. We'd stop and I'd have to get out and light
my lantern to get my axe and cut my way through
I

a big windfall.
The cooks in the camps were very good to me.
They'd always save some pie and something extra
for me when I'd stop in with their provisions.

Sometimes the road would be cordoroid, where


there'd be logs laid one right after the other, in the
road, and sometimes they'd be afloat and it would
bed a n g e r 0 u s for the h 0 r s e s t 0 c r 0 s s t h is a t t his tim e .
At other times I'd have steep hills to go down and
have to slide between wheels.

One day I had a big hughead full of molasses


aboard and I hit something or other, and the hughead
was slung off the wagon, and landed down the side of
the road, rolled down a steep embankment and fixed
up against a tree. I couldn't do anything with it so
I went on to camp and told the boss at the next camp
about it. And he sent a logging crew down after it.
I remember one night coming in, I composed a song
like, to pass the time and i t was something like this:

- At night by the misury toting,


I encouraged my horses along.
I think of the far away cities,
And my far - oh how far away home.

Oh come Chuck, come Dick, come Harry,


Come Jerry, we must hit home.
Come Chuck, come Dick, come Harry come
Jerry, go home.

When my days work is done I am tired.


And off to my bunk I must go.
And think of the oncoming morrow
And the things I must tote through the snow.

Once when I had a day off, another man that was


loose through the country took me hunting. He said
he'd been an old guide and we went into the woods.
I never paid any attention to what I was dOing. About
noon time, I noticed he was hurrying and I told him,
what was his hurry? And he said he guess he was lost.
Well I didn't know where I was either. And then
we had a little conference and struck off. We walked
for hours. After while, it was getting dark and
finally we came to a beaver dam. The beavers had
built this dam across a bog like, and it had the area
covered with water for a long ways back.

When he sees this dam he said, "Oh, I krJow where


I am now." But we were still quite a way s from camp,
and we had some job crossing that dam and gettin' to
camp that night.

One of the horses that I drove was a notorious


baulker. He didn't bother me much because I had him
on the pole, and he had to go where I wanted him to.
The other horses would pull him along. If they would-
n't back up, I'd take the leaders off and hook them
on the back and drag him back.

But one day a walking boss come along and he


wanted to go out to the camp; and he insisted on
taking Bud. This was on a Sunday. I told him that
- he baulked, and he said, "he won't with me." And
a way he s tart e d . T hat n i g h the cam e ina n d he ask e d
me for a rifle. He wanted to shoot Bud. He got
through the camp alright. But on the way back Bud
refused to go. He got out and cut a stick and started
to hit Bud. And Bud came at him with his mouth wide
open. He thought that was enough of that so he got
some sugar out of his pocket and give Bud some sugar.
And he got b a c kin t o t he cart. At la s the tho ugh t to
himself why I'll leave you there 01' Bud, and he
started walking to camp. After while he looked back,
and Bud was right in back of him. And that's the
way he did all the way to camp. Bud followed him in,
all the way to camp, him walking.

The timber they were cutting in those days was


mar vel 0 usb i g stu f f . You d 6 n 't see i t a n y m or e . But
one day, I heard of a big bunch of timber IS or 20
miles away and another fellah and I decided we'd
have to see it, so we started for it. There was
supposed to be 10 thousand acres to it and it'd never
been cut over. It wa s down in a big valley, where
at that time it was supposed to be impossible to get.
But I suppose it's long gone now. And by the way,
there was no chain saws in those days. It was all
cross-cut saws I the axe and the can gog .

I worked in another camp that winter too, at a


place called Skinnah, on the Canadian Pacific Rail-
road. In the early spring, I went home to New York
a g a in. T his tim e I b 0 ug h t a n e w sui t 0 f c lot h e s ,
really dre s sed up, and then back to Maine again.
There I worked at Hunt's dairy for awhile, then back
to the sawmill at Fairfield. I heard Rol was getting
married in B run swick, so I went down th ere for the
wedding. Some of the folks from New York were there.
He married Harriet Woodside.

I went back to the sawmill again. I wasn't there


long when Rol came up and said he knew I had some
money and wanted to borrow it. He had bought a
farm up near Augusta Maine. I let him have it, and
then I quit my job at the mill and went to his farm
and cut cordwood for him.

- Ed and I built a little camp down in the woods and


bought it ourselves and cut wood. One day, a sapling
sprung up and hit my wrist - put it on the bum. I
had to quit cutting wood. I went to New York again.

My sister Lucretia had been working a long time.


She was sick of the city and wanted to get out in the
country; and we got to talkin' farm. It was decided
I should go back to Maine, look around for a farm,
find one I liked, and then she would come up and look
a t i t , and if she Ii ked it, wh y she I d buy it, and Ed
run it. After about a month's search, I found one
between Schohegan and Madison, a place called
Blackwell. It had a nice house, a good barn, a half
a dozen cows. It was on a high hill overlooking the
H I - LO W M 0 u n t a i n Ran g e; apr e tty s pot. I w rot e t 0
Lu and she too k the t r a i n rig h t a VI a y for M a i n e . She
met me in Schohegan, and she and the farm agent and
I went and looked the farm over. Lu liked it very much,
so we decided to buy it. After I was installed in i t ,
Lu went back to New York. When I had been there
alone for about three months, Lu, Marna, and Ed arrived.
Meanwhile, with help from Ed, I bought a pair of
horses, a few hands, and a couple of pigs.

T here was a big maple orchard on the farm. And


that spring I tapped the trees, boiled down the sirup
and made over 40 gallons of sirup, which I sold a
dollar and a quarter a gallon.

Twice a week, a man would come around and gather


the cream which I skimmed from the milk - which gave
us a small but steady income.

Every chance I got I I worked out with my team.

My Uncle Charlie came up - made quite a long


stay with us, of course paying his board - and in the
summer we had a lot of company. There was Mary and
Ruf and Libby and her children. And they all paid
board, which helped a lot.

I had apr i ze h a If a c reo f pot at 0 e s t hat fir stye a r .


I received 245 bushels of saleable potatoes from it.
- We also had lots of blackberries and rasberries.
I grew corn and cabbages and turnips for the cows.
And

We weren't there a great while, when Lu started


keepin' company with a man from Schohegan. When
we had been there about a year, Ed joined the army.
Then Lu talked about getting married. This sort of
left me out on a limb. So it was decided that I should
take the horses and $100 cash as my share in the
place, and Lu would sell the farm and move with Mama
back to New York.

After putting everything in ship-shape around the


farm, I took the team and drove to Brunswick. It's
a distance of about 100 miles. I made it in 2 days.
I went right to Clark's, and was. received with open
arms again. There I bought" a newer horse and went to
doing most anything with my horses. I ploughed and
I harrowed and I thrashed grain and I hauled wood and
I even cut logs in the woods and hauled em out and
hauled them to town to a saw mill and sold them.

At this time, I used to go to dances in Bunganuk.


And I became real aquainted with a girl I later married.
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One of the horses I had, was jet black, all but


a white star on his forehead. He was kind of wild,
and everyone called "Wild Harry." I used to love
to ride him. People still talk about him. I finally
sold him to a man who lived on Birch Island, in Casco
Bay. He put him on a scon to take him over to the
island, and then when he was about midway, why he
broke loose and dove overboard. He had a harnass
on him when he dove overboard; and when he came up,
he was striped. He made for the boat, and they had
to ward him off with an oar. The next thing they
k new, hew a s ash 0 r e, a qua rt e r 0 f ami I e a way, and
they made for that. That's where he lived out his life
to be 32 years old.

Mrs. Clark wa s a very fine woman, and she took


a great interest in me. In the evening, we would
sit and talk: and she used to say I should get busy
and get a job, or where I'd learn a trade.

And then Mary, a good girl, settled down.

- Mr. Clark didn't move very much in his old age.


The last few years of his life, he just sat; and his
back was just molded right into the back of the chair
he sat in.

Work for my team began to get pretty scarce around


Bunganuk, and the lectures I used to get from Mrs.
Clark began to payoff. So I sold my horses and went
to Portland. A contractor there was about to begin
digging a big ditch for a sewer in Biddeford. And
I went down there to work.

The man I w 0 r ked the r e f 0 r, was Li n n i asS i ley.


He had been president of the prohibition party. He
liked me, I guess, because I didn't drink. He gave
me two jobs. In the daytime I shored around the big
ditches, kept the fire in th·e donkey engins, and if
it rained, kept the water pumped out of the ditch.

I had a little shack on the job, and I slept and


ate and everything right there. The job was steady
alright. I got one day a month off, and that day I
Bunganuk. We got big wages in those days. The
rest of the men got $12 a week and I got $24, for
working 2 shifts. I saved at least twenty of these
t wen t y - f 0 u r doll a r s t ha t I r e c e i v e d e a c h wee k, and
that was put in the bank.

Mr. Siley used to come into my shanty quite often


and have a drink. Mr. Siley says, as soon as this
ditch is completed, we'll go back to Portland, and
he t 11 teach me to be a real good carpenter and builder.

At first, while living in thi s shack, on the job, I


had some trouble with the boys. Sometimes they'd
throw stones at my shanty and raised cane with me in
general. But one night, I got fed up with this stuff,
and when the boys were gathered around a big barrel
of water, by one of the donkey indians, I rushed out
and grabbed one of the biggest ones, turned him upside
down and shoved him into the barrel of water. I pulled
him out and kicked him in the pants, and they all
disappeared like magic. From then on, they were my
best friends. They used to come into the shanty,
and I'd talk with em. They'd help me fill my lanterns
and put them out; and i f any trouble was along the
ditch, that they knew about, why they'd tell me.

This ditch was a big one. It was about half a mile


long. In places it was 30 feet deep - ten or twelve
feet across at the top. There were many caveins.
And sometimes, some of the men would get hurt pretty
bad, often taken to the hospital. This job lasted
nine months, and when it was through I went to f

Portland and worked for Mr. Siley at odd jobs.

The War was on in Europe and I didn't think the United


States would get into it. I looked around and found
a little house, and bought this from a Mrs. Clara I.
Caswell. It wasn't finished off inside, and it had no
ceIl a r . And i n my spa r e t i ill e f l u sed t 0 wo r k 0 n i t .
I eve n b 0 ugh t fur nit u r e. I t be g ant 0 1 0 0 k a s tho ugh
I was going to get married.

And then the United States got into the fricas. I


was of draft age, but I didn't want to be drafted.
So I went to Bunganuk and talked it over with Hetzel
and her folks, and then decided I better join the
army, and put off getting married til after the VI/ar.
I wanted to rent this place while I was in the army,
but I had to have a cellar and a good foundation.

Now Hetzel's cousin, that was a building contractor,


and I, talked it over with him about putting in a
foundation and a cella r under it. And he looked it
over; and he gave me a price, the sum of which I
don't now remember.

But he waited until the dead of winter before digging


the cellar and putting the foundation in; and it cost
him much more then he figured on. And he just passed
that price onto me. I could only pay him so much a
month, out of my army wages, which wasn't too much;
and that didn't satisfy him. And he wrote saying he
was going to put a lean on the place. I wrote to my
trouble shooter Mary - my sister Mary, and she
turned out to be more than a match for this cousin of
Hetzel's. This cousin now is dead and gone, so I'll
say no more about this.
- When I took my physical in Portland, they told me I
was fit t c j 0 ina n y bra n c h 0 f the s e rv ice Ide sir e d .
I chose the Cavalry. You know I had ridden Wild
Harry a lot, and I thought I was pretty good. I had
visions of being in a Cavalry charge. I guess I was
patriotic too.' But later on; some of this was knocked
out of me. I believe I was the first man to enlist
after war was declared from Brunswick.

I was shipped at once to Ft. Slokem, New York. There


my sister Mary and Leo and my mother came to see me.
I was in uniform and felt pretty proud. After being
raked over the coals there for about 2 weeks, they
put a bunch of us aboard a train, locked the doors
so we couldn't get off, and we were shipped to Ft.
Riley Kansas. It was a big 'Cavalry post in the center
of the United States. There our training began in
earnest. First dismounted, and then with horses with
no saddles, and then they issued our troop, of a
hundred and five men, ten saddles. In the morning they
would line us up, with the stables about half a mile
away, and we'd make a grand dash to get a saddle.
r wa s a pretty good runner, and I u sually go~ a
saddle, which I most always turned over to somebody
else, as I had rode alot bareback.

From the start I didn't like army life or army discipline.


And many' s the b awl i n g 0 utI got for 1 e a v i n g m y s h i r t
un but ton e d at the nee k 0 r h a v i n g dirt y s hoe s .

Aft e r b e i n gin Ft. R i 1 e y a few m 0 nth s, w ewer e s hip p e d


toM cA 11 e n T e x as, h 0 r s e san d a 11 . It was a I itt 1 e
border town about 8 or 10 miles from the Rio Grande.
In our outfit were the remnents of the 13th Cavalry, the
out fit t hat Per s h i n g wen t i n toM ex i cow it haft e r Po n c h 0
Villa.

McAllen was our headquarters, but the troops took


turns in dOing outpost duty along the River. A troop
of about a hundred men would have about, oh, fifty
miles of river to patrol. A patrol consisted of about
eight men on a non-com or commissioned officer. These
patrol s would be going night and day constantly.

On one of these night patrols, the sergent in charge


got 10 st. So he called on me - see if I could straighten
out the patrol. I looked around and found the north
star, and with a little luch soon had him straightened
out.

The Mexicans were always fighting between themselves.


And sometimes after a battle over there, why the
ones that got licked, would cross the river into the
United States. And then we were supposed to chase
them back over into Mexico again.

On one of these night patrols, I was bringing up the


rear. We were single file along a winding trail, with
trees and vines. I had in my right holster, a big
single action 45. The word was passed along - no
talking, no smoking. And then there was a shot
right close to me. I rolled off my horse quick and
grabbed for my 45 but it was gone. Then it occurred
to me that it must have been my gun that went off. So
I felt around on the ground and found it. The boys in
the front were kinda panicky. They jumped off their
horses and hid in the The word was pasted,
"What wa s That? What wa s That?" I confe s sed after
a while i t was me I and that it had been an accident I
but they never belJ.eved that it was an accident. They
thought I shooted it on purpo se. A limb of a tree mu st
have pulled the hammer up on that gun and discharged
it.

Sometimes they would place some of us men about


a mile a part a Ion g the r i v e ron w hat the y call c a usa c k
posts. We would hide our horse back from the river,
c raw 1 t o t her i v e r, hid e be h i n:i a bus han d s t a y the r e
all day, looking for Mexicans who might try to cross
the river.

On one such occasion, two men, two women, a little


girl, and a bourough came down to the river, right
opposite me, and after looking up and down the river,
crossed over in shallow water. They came right
toward me. The only trouble I had taking them back to
where my horse was, wa s the bourough, who was so
loaded down I he bumped into a tree. And when he
- bumped into a tree he went cross legged and fell down.

I had searched the men for arms. They had none.


After waiting for hours for 2 other men down the river,
wet 0 0 k the s e un fort u n at e s t 0 cam p. I carr i edt h e
little girl. We had about six miles to go when she
soon fell asleep. I never knew what became of them.
I was sorry anyway that I had taken them prisoners.
About every so often, there would be a soldier killed
by a Mexican, and then his buddy would try to even
it up by wanting to kill a couple of Mexicans.

I was doing guard duty one night where along the


canal there was a waterfall. I was on foot. The
post next to mine was a mounted post that ran along
near some Mexican shacks in a backwoods road. I
was supposted to see this man once in a while at the
end of my post, but when the guard was changed I
hadn't. The next morning his body was found in the
ditch, alongside that back rOQd. I was questioned
why I hadn't heard the shot. The only reason I could
give, I mu st have been near the waterfall, when the
shot was fired.
We had been back at McAllen drilling for about a
month when the troop was called to outpost again.
But I was told to stay put and mind the quarters,
take care of the mail, and eat with B troop, about half
a mile away. T hey left me my horse.

I liked this setup. I had access to the supply tent


and I helped myself to plenty of ammunition. And
while I was exercising my horse, I did a lot of
pistol shooting.

Once every other day, someone would come in from


outpost and get the mail. This lasted for one month
and when it wa s over, I was sorry.

I had done a lot of rifle shooting before I had enlisted


in the army, and when we were out on the rifle range,
I was in my glory. I had no trouble in making expert
rifleman.

Shooting on the range one day, alongside a sergent


named Sulivan, our captain stood right in back of
us and said to Sulivan, "My you're a lousy shot.
Take a lesson from Hartil." The sergent said, "captain,
you know Harti! come from Maine and each morning, he
had to go out looking for a squirrel to shoot, and if he
missed the squirrel, he missed his breakfast. That's
why he's a good shot.

Texas is hot in the summer. Our would get up to


110 during the day, but the night s were cool. When
I had a day off, I would get away from camp, and
man's the a d ve n t u res I' v e had. Ius edt 0 I ike to hun t
rattle snakes. I've hunted ducks with my rifle,
waiting alongside a pond, til a bunch of them got
in a line, and then with a single shot, get as many
as six. These were always eaten, for at times, we
did not have too much food on the boarder.

And I used to stroll from camp too far sometimes, and


it Vv 0 u 1 d bed ark w hen I got b a c k, and I wo u 1 d h a v e
to slip in between the guards.

On one of my long hikes, I came near falling into a


cave. There was a small opening at the top, but
down below, it spread out into quite a room. I
looked down and saw what I thought were 2 turkeys.
I broke off some mosquito brush and blocked the
entrance. And I tied my lasso to a bush, squeezed
under the brush and lowered myself down. There were
some rabbit and snake skins and bones down there,
but what I wanted were the turkeys. I got them in
a corner, grabbed them, took off my belt and tied
t~eir legs together. I then tied them to the end of
the lasso, climbed out of the vace, and pulled my
birds up. I was nearing camp, when a buddy came
along. He asked, "where did I get the buzzards?"
I was shocked to learn they were buzzards, but I
told him I 13.ssoed them. I gave him one; and we
marched into camp with them. I had to get busy
dOing something, and the last I saw of them, the boys
were flying them like !-~ite s.

Every now and then a rancher would come into camp,


and say some Mexicans had stolen his horses or cows.
The buggle would sound boots and saddles, and away
we'd go. But we seldom caught the theives. We had
- orders to stop the chase at the river.

On one occasion, our Mexican scout killed one, after


he had a crossed. And another time after capturing
one, the sC:Jut tied him to a tree, talked to him in
Spanish for awhile, then drew his pistol and shot
a couple of times just abov(' his head. He feinted;
and I never did like that Mexican scout. He loved
to lord i t over the other Mexicans.

We used to swim a lot in the ::,ig canal. It had a


high platform in the air, which we dove from. Playing
tag, and being cha sed, I slipped when I dove, and
landed in shallow water. I struck the bottom with
my head and darn near broke my neck. I was in the
base hospital in Brownsville for 3 weeks.

A couple of months later, they called for volunteers


to go to the horseshoeing school in Fort Sam Houston.
It's near San Antonio. I volunteered, and was there
3 months, and received a diploma of proficiency.
When I got back to M cAllen Ianothe r man and I had to
keep 110 horses shod.

I was shoeing the Captain ' s horse one day. He


was a mean buckskin, and I had tied down his foot,
fitted the shoe, drove one nail, when he gave his
foot an awful yank, nearly standing me on my head.
I hadn't had time to clinch the nail, and it ripped
my leg wide open. I picked up my rasp and gave
him a sock. I turned around and the Captain was
standing there. He said if you ever hit Buck again,
t ha twa s the h 0 r s e I s n am e, I I 11 put you so far be h i n d
bars, you'll never see daylight again.

I got ahold of Buck's leg again, pc.t it in between my


legs, and started to put in another nail, and again
he went into the air. I grabbed the rasp and socked
him again. By this time the blood was running down
my leg in a stream. T he Captain walked off without
saying a word.

A hundred and five of us were sent to a re-mount station,


where there were 5000 horses and 5000 mules. I took
my turn breaking in horses, picking out the sick ones,
and separating the Cavalry horses from the artillery
horses. I learned how to rope, but never was good
at that, not as good as some of the men who had been
cowboy s .

There was a camp with cowboys nearby and they


watered and fed the horses and mules and helped
us. At the end of 2 months we were relieved by
another bunch of cavalrymen. And we went back to
M cA 11 en T e x as. I wen t b a c k to s hoe i n g h 0 r s e sag a in.
Some mules are different - difficult to shoe, and
what we call a twix, that we put on their nose, didn't
do much good. But we learned that if one man got
ahold of 3.. mule's ear and sunk his teeth in it, he
would s';and as if hypnotized, while another worked
on him.

I have been kicked many times :::y both horses and


mules, but none was as serious as the one I got
from Bunganuk Bill. I had been thrown from horses
many times, and once, I remember I stayed with a
bucker til the saddle since loosened, and both me
and the saddle went flying.

In each troop of cavalry, there was always an outlaw


horse for us to practice on.

One day, I was told the whole 13th Regiment was


going to move to Ft. Clark Texas, a di stance of 360
miles, as the crow flies, and I was to get busy and
fit as near as possible a front and hind shoe for
each horse, to be carried in the saddle bag of each
man, along with a few nails.

I had to carry a miniature anvel, a ra sp, a knife, a


pi stol, a jammer, and a hoof cutting tool, be side s my
regular full pack, with clothe s, rifle, pi stol, sword,
c,~nteen, pancho, and so on. T he other horse shoer
and I had to work overtime getting ready. We had
110 horses to take care of, and few mules that were
to pull the supply wagons and the ambulences. We
got started on this bright and early one morning, in
a column of tow's. And we stretched out for miles.
We could not go in a direct line as the crow flies,
but he.J.oed ':0 :he water holes, that took us out of
our way.

E a c h m 0 r n i n g w e w 0 u 1 d fill 0 u rca n t ee n san d t hat' d


have to do us til we made camp at night. And the
w ate r was boil e d an d hung u p in a go at skin to coo i .
I would drink this ":;ater when it was still warm, and
then vomit. At night we stayed in pup tents.

D uri n g the day, w hen a :10 r s e t h r e w his s hoe, his


rider would pull him out of the column. I would fall
out to put the shoe on, and gallop back to my troop.
Maybe I would have a shoe or two to put on at night.

Believe it or not I enjoyed this hike and gained weight.


Although in a week or two, one man had died and some
were riding the ambulences. And we lost some ani-
rn a 1 s. I 1 if-. e d the open c a rn p fire s at night and when
we couldn't find firewood, at one stop we pulled
up miles of a rancher's fence posts. But later we
had t 0 pa y for t his .
A s we neared Ft. Oark, some of the men noticed
t hat the y had los t so m e 0 f the i r e qui p men t. And
I heard the top sergent tell some of the men, "I
ain't telling you to steal and you'd better not be
caught, but when we get to Fort Clark and have an
in spection, you better have everything."

At Ft. Clark, there were barracks and nice beds and


all waiting for us. But to show how tough we were
our colonel took us out on the drill grounds and made
us pitch our pup tents there, and spent the night.
Here at Ft. Oark there was good stone barracks, but
the other horseshoer and I and the saddler and staple
sergent stayed in the squad tent down by the stables.
Every other day, one of us horeseshoers had to do
mounted drill with the troop.

It was about this time I received a letter from Ed


saying he had been wounded and lost his arm, but
had not told Mom yet. I felt pretty bad that I had
not been over there to help :lim out.

- Ft. Oark was out in the sticks.


it a prairie.
Some would call
It was ten miles from the nearest
sma 11 tow n . Li few ask i n d a hum d rum, and the men
were discontented. Three from our troop de serted.
They then drilled us all the harder.

In a while we all wont on the rifle range. -I stayed


there 60 shots a day fot two months. I was high man,
in first my troop, then squadron, and then regiment.

The captain of our troop did not like me. Captain


C ox, his n arne was. H e call e d m e 0 u t i n fro n t 0 f the
troop one day and said if he had anything to do with
it, he would not let me go to Demoines Iowa and be
put on the cavalry rifle team. But evidently that
was up to someone else. I was given railroad tickets,
hotel expense for a stay over in Kansas City, and five
dollars a day ration mO:;1ey. At thi s shoot I every
branch of the army was represented. Colonel Mulemar
was the captain of the cavalry team, and he gave us
qui tea s pea c h. 0 n e of the t h i n g she s aid was i f
any of us were caught smoking I we would go back to
our troop. We al so had to be in bed at nine a I clock.
There had been two men selected from each regiment
in the Unit e d S tat e s . W e fir e d 60s hot s a d a y and
had all day to do it. For the first two months I
did good. I believe I stood seventeen f rom the top.
Then one day on the thou sand yard range, I made a
complete mi s s. It may have been a default in the
cartridge or it may have been me. But anyway, from
then on I was finished. I could not catch up. At
the end of nearly 3 months shooting here, I was
sent back to Ft. Clark. I had had a good time and
wa s sati sfied.

The armistice had been signed and I wanted to get


out of the army. And at the business of making
some money, and getting married, or getting married
and then making some money.

Back at Ft. Clark, things went on as before. And


in a field meet, I was picked to run against 12
other men from 12 other troops. It was a 1/2 mile
run. An indian from Cow Isle was picked to win, but
- I fooled the judges.

One of my buddies told me he was getting out of the


army, and I asked him how. He said his congress-
man had written a letter to our commanding officer
say i n g hew a s nee d e d at hom e . I h ad e n I i s ted for
the duration of the war, and the war had been over:
for some time. So I wrote to my sister Mary ex-
plaining how I could get out.

She got in touch with her congressman and in a few


days, I was told to come and get my discharge. I have
never been so excited in my life. I ran by commission-
ed officers without saluting and then after I was
discharged, saluted them from force of habit. I said
so long to my buddies and horse.

They gave me transportation money to go by train to


Port 1 and, VI h e;- e len 1 i s ted. But 1st 0 p p e din New
York and Vlent to my sister Mary' s, where I stayed a
week. I see all the folks. Ed was home from Walter
Reed Hospital. Rufus was home from the army. He
had been in the Intelligence Service. It was good
to be out of the ar:ny.

The day after I landed home, I went to work a s a


car pen t e r Ish e I per for a f r i end 0 f Mar y I san d Le 0 ' S
I bought a suit of clothes in about a week, went to
Maine. I wanted to get married. Before I got married,
I went to see Mr. Sieley, the man who wanted to make
a carpenter of me. I had kept in touch with him
while in the army. He did not offer me as much
money as I thought he should, so after getting married,
we took the boat for New York.

By the way, in the afternoon, on the day we were


married, I dug potatoes for Rol who lived in Portland.

In New York, we stayed at Mary's for awhile, and we


rented the small side of my sister Heddy's house. I
worked as a carpenter's helper and painted jn the
evenings.

- Then I took a job as a, guard on the subway trains.


I wanted to make more money - my brother Jack v;as
working as a rigger for a millright, and was making
more money than me. I see his boss and he put me
to working with Jack. I still wanted more money. I
had very little schooling and I knew if I made money,
I'd have to do it the hard way.

I would like to have stayed in Maine. But making


money there was tough, so I had to down that feeling.

I asked the millright one day how much he paid a day


for a 5 ton truck he was hiring. He said $27.50. Vvow,
I thought that was for me. I asked him if I got a
truck, would he hire me instead of the other guy, and
he said he would. Now this was a big step. I didn't
know about trucks. I started to price them and
found that a five or six ton truck costs about six
thousa.nd dolla.rs. Someone told me get a 3 - point.
He see one with ten ton on it pulling another with 10
ton son. T his sou n d e d very goo d . I los t so m e s 1 e e p
worrying if I had better take a chance. I would have
to borrow some money for the downpayment, try to
sell my little house in Maine, and work like the
very divi! to make the monthly payments on it.

My brothers in law, Mary's husband loaned me some,


so did Heddy's husband. I took the plunge and went
and got the truck. I worked it for a week before I
went to New York to take a test for a drivers license.

It was a 6 ton 3 - pOint truck. Now the trick was


to keep i t busy and get together $420 a month besides
making a living for myself. It wasn't easy.

These trucks were very slow. The top speed was


about 18 miles an hour. Not so good for long distan ce
hauling. So I hauled most short distances. I put up
a sign saying "General or Contract Heavy Hauling."
I hauled cement blocks, monumental stones, marble,
machinery, steel, 1 umber, and so on. And I did thi s
any hour of the day or night. Many is the time I
would be getting in about breakfast time, eat in a

- hurry and be gone for the day again.

Hetzel went on some of these night trips with me.


I was 23 when I got married, and at the end of that
fir 5 t yea r I had paid 0 f f my deb t s tom y b rot her sin
law and my truck was free and clear, and in good
condition. I went to Maine and sold the little house
there, and I believe Lreceived $1500 for it. -1 made---
a downpayment with the money on another 3 - point
truck. I now had 2 trucks to make the payments on
one. I hired a man to drive one and I drove the other,
and secured work for them both. My brother Ed,
went to work for me then, listening to the telephone
and k e e pin g the boo k s. Le 0 had ago 0 d car and
Sundays he V\O uld take us for a ride out on the islands.
I continued to haul everything under the sun.

At about this time Jack was working in the New York


Saburn Company, and he helped me get the job of
hauling all their steel. There was a man by the
name of Ststson here who got a rake-off. It was a
hard job, but it paid well.
When I got the notice that there was a freightcar
to unload; I would hire a couple of men and we'd
always unload one a day. There were days when I'd
make as much as $60 with one truck. Before I'd
been in business 3 years I bought the 3rd 3 - point
truck. I trucked all kinds of stuff through these
roaring twenty years. T here were plenty of gang sters
around New York at that time and the cops, judges,
state troopers and the like, had their hands open
for graft. A violation can be found for any truck on
the road. I had to answer many summons for my
drivers and myself.

Sometimes I would payoff the cop or judge or state


trooper and never have to appear in court.

When I had been married 2 1/2 years, the first child


was born, and we named her Jessie Virginia. My
fat her a 1 way sus edt 0 c a II her the "Li ttl eRe bel . "

I bought an old used car and then every Sunday a couple


of car loa d s 0 f the fa mil y wo u 1 d gop i c n i c in g. Ius e d
- to love these times. My mother would always go,
although I knew she would rather have stayed at home
where she could have been more com:ortable. But she
was ago 0 d s port.

S 0 met i m e s we w 0 u 1 d cam p 011 t i n a t e n t 0 v ern i g h t, and


we would try to m a k eh era comfortable bed, wit h 2
cushions.

After I bought the 4th 3 - point truck Jack started I

to work for me, and that summer Hetzel, Jessie, and


I went to Maine, for a week and stayed at Hetzel's
mother's.

Back in New York I started to get contracts for


hauling lumber from the docks to the lumber yards,
wit h ina r ad ius 0 f 5 0 mil e s of New Yo r k . We had to
have a few extra men now to load lumber. I finally
found out tt!~t Mac trucks were better for this kind
of hauling than the 3 - point trucks, so I bought a
Mac. And from then on, I bought nothing but Macs.
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At that time they were chain driven, slow, with


wolid rubber tire s, but they were rugged. Where
I was staying in Masbeth I ran out of space to put
the trucks, so I had a garage built of brick and
cement blocks. It measured 40 by 100 feet. There
was a c 0 a 1 fur :1. ice and a sma 11 ceIl a r . I t a l soh a dan
office, a toilet, a gas tank, and ,; pump. We then
bought our gas and oil at wholesale prices.

Le n had bee n in the N ear E a s t for 3 yea r s do i n g w 0 r k


for the Agricultural Department ci the Near East Relief.
Her e t urn e d h 0 ill e and he and I a g r e edt 0 be part n e r s
in the trucking business. He bought half of the
business and I had a house built in Flushing with
this money I received from him. We were partners
for a few yea r s, and the n I b 0 ugh t Le n I S S h are .

My brother Rol came to New York about this time


bought a Mac truck, and did well for awhile. But he
soon had other ideas. He kept a store for awhile.
And then he went to Townsriver New Jersey where he
w 0 r ked for the Power and Li g h t e o m pan y for a g rea t
- many yea rs. At one time their were five of us brothers
in the trucking bu sine s s.

And about this time my father died. He had been


very well t i l t hen i g h t be for e he die d . H e had bee n
staying with us for several years. We now had 3
children. This time i t was twin boys, and we named
them David and Donald.

We bought a couple of waterfront lots at Huntington


Lo n g lsI and and b u i 1 t a cot tag e the r e. W e had sma 11
boats there with outboard motors and we all had
wonderful! times. It was lots of fun to go to North
Port for provisions or gas in my little boat.

Each summer we had been spending a week in Maine


at my mother in laws; and 1° was looking for a spot to
build a log cabin, where we could live while on our
vacations there. The trucking business was going
good. I had bought two Mac tractors and two Mac
trailers and had "2bout 20 men working.
Our forth child was born and we named her Mary
Breeze.

The stock market was booming, but I had no stocks.


But I did h a v e so me fir s t mort gag e bon d s. I t s aid 0 n
them that they were redeemable in gold and they paid
6% interest.

I had secured two very good contracts from two


concerns. One was to handle all the European spruce
that were being brought in at that time. And the
other was to handle about 2 million feet of lumber a
man t h, s hip p e d fr 0 m the w est c a a st. At tim e s we w ere
so busy, we had to hire trucks.

The fir s t s i g n s I s a w 0 f a de pre s s ion com i n g, was


when a manager for one of these gib firms told me
they had to dispose of a cargo of lumber at cost. A
few months after this, my men all went on strike.
There was a building materials strike on at the time,
which made i t worse. I tried to fight i t , but didn't
make much headway. They broke into the garage at
night and stole all my tools, and messed up the office.
I had lumber on the docks, and in freight cars, and I
was paying demurrage. And the owners of the lumber
were after me to move it. So I had to give in to the
men's demands and take them back. But I had made
up my mind to get out of the trucking business.

Things began to slow down, and one day, we fired


most of the men, and began selling the trucks, and
tractors. I sold them very cheap. I wanted to get
out in a hurry. In a weeks time, there were just
two left, and I turned them over to Ji3Ck to run. J
then rented out '~he ;ara·;e.

I had been in business eleven years, and was 34


years old. When I took stock of thing s, I had a
little over fifty thousand, countin' what I put into
the house and the garage.

Now my mind turned toward a good farm - one I used


to dream about. With some of the family in my car,
we struck out farm hunting. We hunted through several
states Ibut could not find my dream farm.
At last I settled for one in Cloverhill, New Jersey.
It was about half way between New York and Phil-
adelphia. It had rolling fertile fields of a hundred
and sixty acres, about all tillable. And there was
a brook running through the pasture, and a grand
14 room brick house, large barns, corn cribs, smoke
houses, and so on. We had been talking it over,
saying what fun we thought i t would be i f Mom, Lu
and Ed would live with us at the farm.

Well they did for awhile, but somehow these things


don I t a I way s w 0 r k 0 u t. I was v e r y u nh a p p y for a Ion g
time after they left.

I rented out the house in Flushing, sold the cottage


in Hun tin g ton toM a r y and Le 0 , and beg a n w 0 r kat the
farm.

There were thirteen cows on the farm and three horses.


Wh e n I t 0 0 k 0 v e r I had the cow s t est e dan d s 0 m e had
T. B. I got rid of them all and the horses too. I
bought a big pair of Persheron horses that weighed
3300 and 40 cows. I hired 2 men to start with. We
sold the milk in 40 quart cans to a creamery.

We had bought the farm in the summer, so that fall


I had the corn to hu sk, the wheat and oat s to thra sh,
and some hay to bail and sell, which helped. I n the
spring I planned to do a lot of farming so bought
more farm machinery. Jack did not make out so good
running the 2 trucks, so I sold them and he and his
wife moved to the farm and lived in one side of the
hou se. He stayed on the farm with me for a couple of
years Iand then moved back to the city.

He had been my chicken man, taking care of about


1500 chickens. I now got rid of the chickens, never
to have any more. I never could do anything with
chickens.

I rented some vacant land the next year, bought a


21/2 ton truck to haul fertilizer and lime with,
and to haul our crops to the barn and to market. I
also had to install a walk-in refrigerator in the barn
and a milk standardizer to control the amount of
butterfat in the milk we sent out. The man who
bought our milk, distributed milk in a dozen differ-
ent towns and cities. And each one of them had an
inspector going around and inspecting the dairy
farm s, and the rule s th ey laid down were all different.
They drove us crazy.

Since landing on the farm, I had been spending money


like a druken sailor, and about the second or third
year there, the Depression hit hard, and we were
selling milk for 31/2 cents a quart, corn for 70 cents
a bushel, oats for 30¢ and wheat for 90 cents.

Now, when a farmer gets less for his milk or other


crops, he produces more to make a living, and that
makes for surpluses. So I enlarged the barn, had
two big silos put up to hold insulage, and put on
more cows and more men.

And then our fifth child was born, and we named her
Ruth Evelyn.
- The kids all liked the farm, the stream that ran
through the pasture. They liked to watch the men in
the fields and they liked to watch them milk the cows.
They also had plenty of with the pony I got them.

On-a farm that was nearby and what we- call the fox
farm, they had over 400 black foxes. It took a lot
o f mea t t 0 fee d the s e fox e s, and a t tim e s t hey W ou I d
have hundreds of horses running around to be butchered
or all re adied butchered and hanging up in an immense
refrigerator.

Vvith the Depression, the price of black fox furs took


a nose dive. And they found out too, that the climate
there was not the best for foxes. So they moved them
t o t h e Po can 0 M 0 u n t a ins.

They put the farm up for sale, and after some dicker-
ing I bought it.

I had just sold my garage in Masbeth at a sacrifice,


as I could not collect the rent at times, when it
was rented. So with the money, I bought the fox
farm.

This farm contained 160 acres r had a good house


and barn, a grand meadow, and a very good water
supply. I tore out the big refrigerator in the barn,
and put in a TX and drinking cups for 20 cows, and
a c 00 1 i n g s y s t e m t 0 c a a 1 the mil k . I a 1 sop u t u p a
40 by 12 ft concrete stage sylo. I installed a man
and his wife in the house and for YEars we tore
out wire where the faxes had been.

I had 5 men besides myself working now. In the


winter when there wasn't so much outside work to
do on the farms, we kept busy in the woods. I bought
a good sized wood lot in the Salamon Mountains,
hired men to cut cord wood by the cord. We would
haul i t to the farm, saw it with a power saw, and sell
it for firepla ce wood. We al so cut quite a few log s.
I bought another small wood lot, covered with locus

- trees. We cut these into fence posts.


like hot cakes.
These sold
We sold thousands, and we fenced
the farms with them. I noticed these 20 years after
we had sold the farm, and they were just as good
as ever. Besides the cows we kept on the fox farm,
for 2 years we raised turkeys - 300 the first year and
500 the second year. We sold most of them for the
Harvest Home Suppers around the countryside, in the
fall of the year.

Wh e n w e had bee non the far m f i v e 0 r six yea r s, our


sixth and last child was born, and we named him
Robert Edwin. When he was about four years old, he
fell out of the haymow and landed on his head on the
concrete floor. We rushed him to the hospital. He
had a bad fracture and was unconscious for a long
time. A year or so before this, he broke his leg.

VI/ith so much machinery around the farm, there was


always danger of someone getting hurt. I had one of
my overall's legs ripped off on that one machine
and another time, when I was feeding the insulage
cutter, the knives hit the shear plate and the whole
t h i n g ex p 10 d ed, s cat t e r in g par t s 0 f i t ina 11 d ire c t ion s
around me.

The last years on the farm, the price of milk went


up to 7 1/2 cents a quart. The price of grain rose
too. And then Uncle Sam started giving us things
like lime and fertilizer. He even paid us for not
raising so much corn.

I had been rai sing quite a few hog s but when the I

price went down to 7 cents a pound, I quit raising


them to sell. We had a good smoke house and we
always had plenty of hams, bacon, sausage meat,
and pork for ourselves.

There was a Dr. Brickel who had a farm next to the


fox farm. He did not farm the land so I rented it. I

I also rented 2 big fields of 70 acres at Dushanig.

One year, I planted 150 acres of corn, 100 acres of


wheat, and 100 acres of oats, besides cutting enough
hay for 60 cows and 2 horses.

I began to wonder how long my health wou ld allow me


tow 0 r k the way I had bee n w 0 r kin g. I de c ide d I
would not farm after I was 50. I wanted a change
too. I put both farms up for sale. Farms were not
selling good, but in a year or two, I sold the fox
farm, but still kept the farm land, which I rented.
A year or two later, I had an attack of Siatic Reumatism,
and went to Florida.

The sun worked wonders and in 2 weeks, I felt fine.

I read an add in the paper about a place for sale -


7 cottages with garages, set among orange, gratefruit,
tangerine, lime, and lemon trees. It looked wonder-
ful. It was a block square and had sidewalks all
a r 0 u n d it. I fig u red I co u I d m a k e a n e a s y 1 i v i n g
renting cottages. So I plucked down $5000 as a down-
payment before going back to the farm.

It wasn't long after I got home, when I was offered


$32,000 for the farm, lock, stock, and t"arrel. I had
paid $27 / 500 for it l but had spent a lot of money
on it.

WeIll we let it go for $32,000 and five years later,


the man I sold it to was offered $50,000 for it. It
was a good farm and I hadn't hurt it any.

To sum thing s up, we were on the farm 11 years. I


was 45. We did not have much money, if any. Vve
did not have much, or much more than when we bought
the farm. But we were all well, and had lived pretty
good for the past 11 years.

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CH APT E R T H R E E

"C 0 A L S B Y M Y CAMPFIRE "

I have always loved hunting trips and camp-


fires and must record some of them here. In spite
of the fact that I have worked hard most of the
time, about every fall or most every fall since
getting out of the Army, I have gone on a hunting
trip. I have told about the camp fires along the
railroad track and the one in Clark's woods and
about the first deer I killed when I was sixteen.

Skipping a few years, I remember the camp fires


at night along the Rio Grand and the deer I missed
because it was too dark to see my sights. And then
aye a r o r two after I got out of the Army, I struck
out for northern Maine and landed at a camp 'On
Nesowadnehunk Stream. In a few days I had my deer
and baited a bear trap with the deer head. It snowed
before I got back to look at the trap and it must have
snowed after the bear got in the trap, for everything
looked disturbed. I prodded around with a stick for
awhile but the trap and log I had it fastened to were
gone. I began making circles and soon heard the
trap and log I had it fastened to were gone. I began
making circles and soon heard the trap chain rattle.
It was a small bear. I had the skin with the head on
mounted, and Jessie, my oldest daughter, fell asleep
on it many a time.

Forty five years ago, game was plentiful in this


region. My brother, Rol, had hunted and trapped here
12 years before me. While trapping and hunting here
in the late fall, he carne back to camp one night to
find his camp burned to the ground. He struck right
out for a lumber camp to try and get a job. On the
way, just after dark, he shot a big wild cat. He got
a job at the logging camp and traded the wildcat
skin for a pair of snowshoes.

I hunted in this part of the country for several


years. Up to now, I had scorned carrying a compass.
I thought I had a perfect sense of direction, but
one day I started up Katahdin Stream and then out
across country to Abol Stream and when I got there
it was flowing the wrong way. I sat down, smoked
my pipe, and finally came to the conclusion t hat I
had turned around completely and was back at
Datahdin Stream. I've always carried a compass
since while in the woods.

I was Ol t hunting with Fred Pitman one day -


he owned the Katahdin View Ca~lps. It had rained
all morning and we were wet and cold, and then the
sun came out. \"Ie built a big fire, took off all our
clothes, wrung them out and got them warm - if not
dry. We put them on again and we took off in differ-
en t d ire c t ion s. I had jus t g 0 n e ash 0 rt way w hen I
came face to face with a bull moose. It was the
first one I'd ever seen, and we stood looking at each
other. There was no open season in Maine at the
time on moose, so I began to call as loud as I could
for Fred. I wanted him to see the moose. As soon
a s I started to yell the moo se took off.
J F red came
up puffing and when I told him about the moose, he
- s aid, 1 shoUt 1 d h a v e s hot it, but I k new a s w e 11 ash e
that all the provisions had to be brought in from
Millinocket 21 miles away.

Well, I set off on a run after the moo se, and


in ten or fifteen minutes saw him ahead about to
cross a stream. I fired and down he went; For the-·
next tow days, all Fred and I did was pack moose
meat to camp. His wife started right avvay to can it.
I ate some and i t was good; it was my first moose
meat.

A year or two later I changed hunting grounds.


In payment to a man who threw a lot of trucking my
V>lay, I took him on a hunting trip just north of Moose-
he a d La k eon the W est Bra n c h 0 f the Pen 0 b s cot R i v e r .

A man with his family living along the river put


u sup. The i rna m e \v a s the II 0 d g e s. T 11 ism a n I
brought from New York, \vhose name was Dick Horn,
had never been in the big woods and was no hunter -
but he was full of fun and enjoyed i t all. The first
m0 r n i n g 0 u tJ '.'I' i t 11 i n 3 0 0 y a r d s 0 f c a Tn p, I j u m p edt \V 0
deer and got one. We had an idea the woods were
full of deer, so we went back to the camp and asked
Bill Hodges if he wanted a deer. He did, so we
told him where it was and we started out again. We
hunted here several days and never saw another deer,
but wed i d h a v e a lot 0 f fun. W e s pen ton e e v en i n g
at a logging camp. Dick was quite a dancer and he
did some fancy tap dancing along with wome of the
loggers. He was a big hit. He vvent with me one
o the r fall, but had a g u ide sol co u 1 d hunt alone.
When he was with me in the woods I it was hard for
him to keep from talking.

Some of the game I did not get, I've had much


more kick from them than tho se I've shot. I followed
a big buck's track for miles one day and at last he
1 e d me up a very s tee phi 11 . A s I c 1 i m bed, I had to
hold on to the trees to keep from sliding back. As
I neared the top I heard something above me. I n an
in stant a big buck wa s looking right down on me_

We glared at each other for a few seconds. Then,


- I let go of the tree I wa s holding on to and took a
slide backwards, as I tried to bring my rifle up. He
was gone with the first movement I had made, but I
was satisfied, and went back to camp happy.

Another time, I was hunting in northeastern Maine


with Ernest Benoit. We had stayed together until
about noon, when we got a glimpse of an albino deer.
We then decided to separate. An hour or two later
when I began to think of heading for camp, I came to
a valley where the hardwoods were thick and there
were plenty of leaves. I scooped up a lot of them
into a pile and threw myself into them for a catnap.

I guess I dozed off for the the next thing I knew


there was something pounding the ground real close.
I thought it must be Ernest and he wanted me to jump_
But when this vras repea~ed, I rolled over with a grin
on my face expecting to see Ernest. Instead,::1 big
buck.

He had been stamping with his feet t but now after


going backwards was making some mighty leaps to
get away. I never took my eyes off the deer. I
reached for my rifle, expecting to put my hand
right on it, but it was mixed up in the leaves and
he was soon out of sight. 1 did not try to follow
him. He had given me a good time and I was happy.

For many years I hunted along the st. Johns


River in Maine and must relate some of my adventures
the r e. Vv hen a bun c h 0 f u s fro m B run s \v i c k fir s t
started to hunt this region, game was very plentiful.

On our first trips there, we walked from St.


Pamfield to a place called Seven Islands - distance
of about 20 miles. There we crossed the river in a
hollowed out log and put up in a log cabin, the
owner of which we found out later wa s aU. S. Army
deserter. A team of horses brought our supplies in
over a rough woods road. I was young and could
cover a lot of ground and do it quietly, and I saw
plenty of deer.

There is one I mu st tell about. Donald Hunt and


- I had been hunting together.
wounded it.
He jumped a deer and
We followed it and he finished it. After
dressing it out, he asked me if I would spot it out
to the nearest trail. We separated and I began
spotting trees with a little hatchet I carried. I did
this so we could find the deer when we were ready to
bring it to camp. I was going along, with my rifle
in my kft hand and the hatchet in my right, blazing
tree s. I heard something coming.

At first I thought it was Donald and then a buck


came into view, heading right for me. When I dropped
my hatchet and threw my rifle up, he was on the move
to get away. But, when I fired, he changed directions
again and came straight for me.

I was using a 35 semi-automatic rifle and kept


;311 0 0 tin g. VV hen h e VI a s abo u t t o r uno v e r i o r t h r 0 ugh
me, I j U in P e d b a c k tog e t 0 U t 0 f his \'{ a y and f ell d 0 VI n .
I looked to see that he was dovvn and struggling to
get on his feet. I pointed the gun at him and pulled
the trigger, but the gun was empty. I got a couple
shells out of my pocket and tried to get them in
the rifle, but dropped them on the ground. } guess
I was somewhat excited. By this time I see the
deer is done for and I did not have to clout him
over the head with my rifle. I had hit him four time s
out of five shots. I have thought about it many times
since, and after I had shot the first shot he just run
blind, and I happened to be in his way and I had not
known it.

After that first hunt at Seven Islands, we found


abe t t e r way tog e t the r e _ W e use d tog 0 t 0 La k e
Frontier and take a logging road to Nine Mile Bridge l

then go down the road on foot and continue to Seven


Islands. I was there early one fall with three men
from New Jersey. One of these men grew up here and
liked to follow me in the woods. I did not mind
because he used to stay about 50 feet in back of mel
and hew a s very qui e t. Hew en t wit h me 0 n s eve r a 1
hun ts inCa n a d a .

This day at Seven Islands we set out for a long


walk. At about 11 o'clock, I caught a glimpse of a
bear as he jumped over a windfall and made off. I
told Bill I had seen a bear, but I guess he thought
I was spoofing. We continued along until noon; we
s top p e dan d had 1 u n c h, and the n s tart e d b a c k tow a r d
ca m p .

I guess it \vas about 3 o'clock, when seeing a


fallen tree, I decided to rest awhile. I stepped
over this tree and sat down. Bill just turned around
when he got to it and sat down facing the other way_

I don't remember hearing any noise l but I got


up and took a couple of steps and there was a bear.
The h air s to 0 d u p 0 n his n e c k a s I s low I y r a i sed my
rifle just as he started to Like off.

Bill had not seen me get up off the log and he


jumped up and said, "Vvhat did you shoot at?" I
said, "a bear", and he said, "OJt out the fooling."
Within c few minutes I found the blood trail and it
made Bill more excited. That bear took us through
thickets and down into a swamp before he dropped.

We dressed him out and headed for camp, but


it was after dark when we got there. The next day
we got a logging horse and went back for the bear.
We put a bag over the horses eyes and hoisted the
bear into the air and lowered i t on to the horse. We
tie d i t fa s tan dIe d the her sew i tho uta n y t r ou b 1 e .
I had heard that this could not be done. The men
guessed the weight of the bear at 300 pounds.

On one trip up the river from Seven Islands to


Nine Mile Bridge, I made the longest shot I ever
made on a deer. We were on our way home, pulling
a big canoe loaded with game and luggage up the
river. We would take turns sitting in the stern to
steer the canoe. V\ie were in sight of Nine \1i1e
Bridge when I notic8d two deer on the other side of
the rive;. At this point in the river, it widens out
and there is an island in it. We pulled the canoe
- ashore and I got my rifle, set down on the bank and
aimed it at the deer's shoulder. I fired and nothing
happened. The next shot I aimed at least a foot
over its back. It fell like a rock. We all thought
it was a buck, but it was a doe. We needed that
deer to fill our bag. The game warden~ a Mr. VI/ilson,
was standing on the bridge at Nine Mile and saw the
shooting. He said it was the longest shot he had
ever seen on a deer. There was no way of telling
how long the shot was.

I had bought a log cabin in Brunswick, Maine


and had wonted a moose head for over the fireplace.
So, another fellow, George Dilts, and I planned to
go hunting in New Brunswick, Canada. \\,7 ell , we
went. We went up along the coast to a place called
Saint Mottens. 'Ne hired guides, got our $50 licenses
and hunted for a v\leek.

Vve saw plenty of cow moose and young bulls


and nothing legal. We went home to New Jersey,
but on the vvay horne vve had planned to return the
same fall if po s sible so we could use our same
licenses. We went back this time to a place
called Greer Settlement. We only had one guide I

so one day he would hunt with me and the neRt day


with George. This suited me for I like to hunt
alone anyway.

I met an Indian and asked him the best way to


catch up with a bull moose. And he said, "Find
a good fresh bull moose track and follow him. One
day, two day, maybe three day you catch a moose."

It had snowed the night before, and it was my


turn to go out with Bob Floyd, our one eyed guide.
We left camp as soon as the sun got up. A new
snow covered everything. We had not gone far when
we walked into three moose tracks. After looking
over the tracks and following them for awhile, the
guide said that two of them were good sized bulls,
the othe, a cow.

The tracks of the bulls were larger and spread


out mar e, e s pee i a 11 y the i r fro n t fee t. \V hen the y
\vent through a thick growth, we could see where
their antlers scraped the bark on the trees. These
moose would stay together for aWhile as we followed
them and then separate, and then come together again,
and then they would separate again.

Will, vlhen they would separate, I would follow


the tracks of t\"o'O moose and the guide the other.
They kept crossing and recrossing a stream and we
had gone over our 12" rubbers many times that day.

About 1 o'clock, Bob Floyd vvanted to turn back,


but I coaxed him to go on. I had in mind what the
indian had told me. At about 3 o'clock I was
following the tracks of the two moose and Bob was
following the tracks of the other.

About 200 yards ahead of me, I suddenly 5dW


a moose get to his feet, and start off. I fired-
he ran and I ran. T hen I see the other one running
and I fired at him. He ran in to some alders and
I found him dead. I was out of breath and I sat
down to wait for Bob. He had heard the shooting
and soon came up. I told him that I had a shot at
a not her 0 n e , s o w ewe :-, t b a c k an d f 0 u n d t hat I had
wounded the other one. We followed the trail for
abo uta ha 1 f ami 1 e and f 0 u n d him d e ad. H e had
travelled in a circle and had fallen within a 100
yards of the other moose. When we had them gutted
out, it was dark, and we made for a trappers camp,
that Bob knew about.

The next day we got to a farm house and hired


a team and dragged the moose to the nearest road
where we cut them up.

George took one moose and I the other. The


antlers on George's moose were not so good, so he
bought a big pair of antlers and when we got home the
taxidermist mounted these on the head. This head he
put up in Joe Bell's Saloon in Three Bridges, New
Jersey, and I'll bet it's still there.

For several years, George Dilts and I hunted


along the Bay of Fondy in New Brunswick. With a
moose license, we were allowed two deer apiece,
besides a moose, and it was fair deer country.

On one trip up there, we stayed in a logging


camp in Little Salmon River. Bob Floyd was our only
guide again. One night, I was inquiring about a good
place to hunt deer because the next day I was to hunt
alone. The bo s s of the camp told me up the coa st
about seven miles where there had been a logging
operation was as good a place as any, and there was
a trail through the --;',7oods leading up there. Then he
got a tide calendar and after looking it over said
that if I got started back for camp by I o'clock, the
tide would be out and I could walk home along the
shore.

I pac Ie e d a 1 u n c h t 11 e next 'n 0 r 11 i n g and set 0 u t


through the woods, taking my time and enjoying
every minute of it. I arrived at the old logging
campsite and without seeing a deer or moose. It
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was a I ike I y I 0 0 kin g p I ace t 0 see dee rand lot s 0 f


dee r S i g n s a r 0 u n d . I had lu n c han d k e p t 0 u t 0 f
sight and so did the deer.

The tim e s lip p e d by - 0 n eo' c I 0 c k, two 0' c I 0 c k ,-


and I wanted a deer - three o'clock and then I started
home through the wood s. At four 0 ' clock it star,ted
I

getting dark in the woods so I headed for the shore.

Along the shore here, the banks are high almost


straight up and down, but I got down on the beach
without much trouble and broke into a trot. No sign
of water, but before long I see it coming and coming
in fast. Right then I should have tried to go over
that bank, instead I kept to the beach as long as
I could. And, when the water had me pinned to the
bank, it was dark, and I had some job to get- up
that bank.

Right here I must say something of thi.s Bay of

- Fundy - a 35 foot tide is not unusual and when the


tide comes in it really comes in.

Well, when I got to the top of that bank, I


was thankful, and lay there resting. I thought
then by guardin g my face with my arm and rifle, I
could push back into the woods until I came across
some good wood build a fire and stay there until
I

morning, but, it was a· black growth I ran into and


it was a black night and I did not make out so good.

I kept gOing, and then I bumped into a man.


In that instant I thought it was a deer and almost
pushed him over with the side of my rifle and I gave
a yell. He flashed a flashlight on - I could not
see his face, but I bet his hair was standing on
its end.

We began to talk. He had been over to the


logging camp where I stayed and was gOing to a
little cabin of his in the woods. He was on a
path he knew well and was saving his flashlight.
Well, he turned around and escorted me home.
In the thousands of square miles of woods
around us, we were the only two out that night -
strange that we should bump into one another. I
had a sixteen milimeter movie camera with me and
got some good shots of a fall run of salmon on the
Little Salmon River. I also got a shot of a moose,
coming toward the camera which George killed.

I have been trying to remember where I went the


following fall - there were several years when I
hunted both in Quebec and Maine and one year I
hunted first in Quebec, then in New Brunswick and
then in Maine.

I must tell of this when I think of it. One


night, George, Bob Floyd and I were camped in pup
ten t s 0 v e rIo 0 kin g G r ass y La k e inN e w B run s w i c k .
While I gathered some wood and George started
supper, Bob made a horn of birch bark and g-ave some
moose calls. We heard no answer then, but then it
got dark. We had a good campfire going which lit
things up close by and we were eating supply when
we heard a moose coming close. I grabbed my rifle
and jumped to the opposite side of the fire - Bob
began throwing the firewood in the direction of the
moose hollering all the time to get out of there.

When things quieted down, I asked Bob why he


did not let the moose come on. He said it must
h a v e bee n a y 0 u n g and' ,f 00 1 ish 0 n e and he did not
want us to have an illegal moose on our hands.
At that time to be legal a moose must have had at
least ten points on his antlers.

This Grassy Lake near where we camped was


full of trout. We cut a couple of trees, made a
raft and George had the time of his life fishing.

on the way home from hunting one fall, we


met and talked to a man who had just come from
the Gasby. He had a caribou head on his car. We
got all the information we could from him and prom-
i sed 0 u r s e 1 v e s t 0 g 0 car i b 0 u hun tin g the next fall.

So, the next fall we struck out for the north


shore of the Gasby pennisula. Up there we had
thouble understanding French. It was difficult to
find anyone who could talk United States but we
did.

We met a man who had worked for the National


Geographic and he too k u s t 0 the home 0 f a F r en c l}
guide an d trapper, who in turn went out and got
two more men. We had quite a confab and were
told that the caribou were back about 20 miles or
more in the mountains. Everything had to go in on
our backs and the gOing was rough.

Well, we hired all three. They helped us pick


out our grub supply and no canned goods. We
left our city clothes at the guides hOllse and stripped
for action, so to speak.

We had to take a tent, an ax, a folding stove,


two rifles, blankets, provisions and a few extra
clothes. At this time they had not begun the cutting
of the forest on the Gasby, and for the first few
hours we walked through beautiful timber.

As we climbed higher in the mountains, the trees


began to get smaller, and at the end of the first
day we had gone about 12 miles, and we made camp
by a lake. Here I see my first caribou tracks and I
was sur p r i sed at the s i z.e 0 f the m, the y we r e wid e r
than a moose.

In the afternoon of the second day, it began


to rain and I was glad when the guides threw down
their packs and started putting up the tent. At
the end of the first day, one of the men had stashed
his load and went back for another one. George and
I got real busy cutting wood for the fire and boughs
for the bed. We got a good· fire going in the stove,
brought a lot of boughs into the tent and kept flipping
the m u p t o t h e st. 0 v e u n til the y w ere dry.

The s e fellows were as good a woodsmen I had


ever seen - They made plates, cup s, candle holders,
and so on, of birch bark. In the night, this first
night, the rain turned into snow, and I was awaken-
ed in the morning by someone hitting the tent on
the inside to get the snow off. George was fat
and heavy and was very tired from the hike in and
did not do much hunting. When he got rested,
he fi shed, and when he got more than· he could
carry he threw them back. These were rainbow
trout.

We were camped just below the rim of what they


called the table top. The trees up here were stunted
and grew just a few feet high.

In places we could see for miles, and then the


clouds would come down and we couldn't see anything.
The n you had t 0 k now you r bus i ne s s i n 0 r d e r to fin d
your way back to camp.

We were up there five days and we tracked


caribou each day. I think some caribou never stop
w al kin g . 0 ned a y i t s now e d h a r dan d we a 11 s t aye d

- in the tent until noon. When my guide had seen me


ready to go out, he got ready too.

Right near camp, we ran into some fresh tracks


and took up the chase. It was about an hour later
I saw one and squeezed off a shot. Evon and I ran
to where he had disappeared and he said quick, the
he art, the he a rt, s o l s hot a g a in. E von the n g r a b bed
me and said, good, good, good.

We dragged the caribou over to a little shelter


and dressed it out. I took the head and cape and
Evon a hind quarter and we were soon in camp. We had
been gone about two hours.

It was not a qrize head but it was a good size


caribou. It had eleven points and I was proud of
it. I planned to go back the next year, but I got
a letter from Evon the next summer saying the table
top and M 0 u n t A I bert we reb e i n g tu r ned in to a gam e
refuge and no hunting was allowed, but there would
be some caribou outside the game preserve however.
The next fall, Fred Ike, Mike Gravik and I
went to Cascapadia on the south side of the Gasby.
We hired three guides. Fred and Mike and two
guides went up the south branch of the Cascapadia
River and my guide and me took to the woods away
from the river, we were after moose. My guide and
me each had a pack sack - I carried a rifle, he
carried an ax and in our pack sack we had a silk
tent, extra underwear, . sock and shirt, blanket s,
tobacco and grub for four days.

We had in mind walking for one or two days,


get a good moose head, bring out the head and
scalp. At the end of the first day's hike, we had
not seen a moose, but the signs were very good.

OHry Wolf, my guide, said he didn't think we


would have to go any further. We pitched ou{ tent,
had supper and went to sleep. Before we had
breakfast the next morning, we went for a little
walk. Curry cut himself a piece of birch bark and
made a horn. This wa s in the calling sea son, and
I had been waiting for this for a long time. As soon
as Curry put out a call, we received an answer
rig h t b a c k . Cur ry sa i d her e is 0 u r moo s e, rna k e
you r self com fort a b Ie.

I mo v e d ba c k fro m a b roo k t hat flo wed by and


sat down.

When the moose first answered our call, he


must have been a half a mile away. We did not
hear anything for awhile, so Curry coazed him on
with another light call. This time he answered
three or four times, and we could hear him coming
making as much noise as he could.

If one has never had a moose come to a call,


you cannot imagine the thrill you get. I shot him.
We dressed him out and went and had our breakfast.

After breakfast, we went back to the moose.


Cur ry had a n i d e awe co u I d get t hat moo s e hom e .
It was a fine piece of meat. He said to me let's
see if we can find a s,tream nearby that flows
toward the Cascapadia River. He said there must
be one.

We were not very long in finding a good size


stream. He said this must be Fall Brook and he
k new w 1- ere i t e a m e 0 u t i n t o t h e Cas cap a d i a R i v e r .
The ide a was now t o e u t u P the moo s e i n top i e c e ,s
t h at w e co u 1 d car r y , carry it 0 v e r t o t h e s t rea m
about a half a mile away, build a raft and take it
downstream.

Curry carried moose meat and moved our tent


and things while I went to work with the ax cutting
spruce and fir logs close to the stream. Time goes
f a s t w hen you wo r k h a r dan d t hat day was g 0 n e
before we knew it. It was quite a job to get some
of the logs into the stream, and to get them together.

It takes quite a raft to carry a moose, two men


and their duffle. And then there was the job of
tying it together with the moose hide. We got gOing
at last but had trouble most of the way down for
we had t o e u t 0 u r way t h r 0 ugh t r e e s, w e VIO U 1 d run
aground and get overboard with a pry and try to get
going again.

Sometimes one of us would be left behind for


awhile, and then at times the water was too fast
and the raft would start to come apart and we did
not get very far in a day. Before we got down
into the ::ascapadia River, we were living on moose
meat and tea and tobacco. We would stop every so
often, cow off a steak, boil the kettle and have
moose meat and tea. It was quite a trip. When we
go t b a c k, F red and M ike had a moo s e t 0 t a k e b a c k
too. Before I went home I promised Curry that I
would be back again sometime and hunt caribou
with him. He thought we could get one not very
far from the Cascapadia River.
"C 0 A L S B Y M Y CAM P F I R E"

CONTINUED

The Upselgooch River in New Brunswick, Canada


is a famous salmon stream, it is a branch of the
likewise famous Restagooch River. Restagooch in"
Indian means the rest of the goose. I have been
told what Upselgooch means but lIve forgot. I
cannot remember the first year we hunted the Up-
selgooch, but anyway, five of us fellows landed
in the 1 itt 1 e tow n 0 f Ups e 1 goo c h 0 n e fall and in q·u ire d
about deer hunting. We were put in touch with some
fellow s who were fishermens guides in the summer.
They said, sure they could fix us up with a good
hunt.

T hey had a scow about forty feet long and twelve


feet wide, that they used on the log drives, and it
drew very little water. We hired five men as guides,
a teamster and a pair of big horses. We loaded
everyting but the horses and the teamster on the
scow, hay, grain, provisions, all our duffle, and
we climbed aboard.

There was a big sweeper on the stern so that


we could steer it. We fastened a 300 foot rope to
the bow, and the team with the teamster on their
backs, hooked to this a.nd away we started upstream.

This was going into the woods the easy way. The
team would pick their way along the shore where the
water was shallow, and sometimes where the water
was too deep the team would take to the woods, and
then we would have to pull the skow.

Once a horse threw a shoe and I put another


one on. At noon we stopped, fed the horses and
had dinner ourselves. All day, the first day, we
went up through burnt woods. That night, we made
a lean to of canvas, built a fire in front and were
comfortable. By noon the next day, we were in tbe
green woods, no more burnt woods. We continued
on almost until dark.
There were two fishing camps and we took over.
I had seen some good deer hunting country and this
turned out to be some of the best I'd seen. We
w ere a 11 0 wed two dee rap i e c e, and we fill edt h e b ag
in about three days.

While roaming around, I picked up a dropped ,-


caribou antler. I showed it to a warden at Upsel-
gooch and he said it couldn't have been dropped
more than a year or two. ' There had not been a
caribou seen in this part for many a ye ar.

We loaded everything on the scow, even the


horses, all we had to do was steer the thing as we
went down the river.

An 0 the rye a r, e ig h t o r ten 0 f us, from New Jersey,


went up the river the same way. But, I got- the
most kick from it that first year.

I made two more hunting trips on the Gasby


- with Fred Ike after caribou. We walked our legs
off without seeing one, but I did get a deer. One
day it snowed down along the river. Fred was
following its tracks and I made a half circle and
caught the de e r wa t chi n g his b a c k t r a i I . W est 0 p p e d
over at Upselgooch, New Brunswick on our way
going. Up the river, I got two more.

The last time I hunted the Gasby, Donald Hunt


was along. We never got a thing. Donald was a
very good hunter and on these trips to northern
Maine, he could be counted on to bring to camp more
than his share of game. I moved from New Jersey
to Maine, and every fall I would hunt with the boys
from Brunswick.

The game at Seven Islands was getting scarce


and sow e mo v e d b a c k fro m the r i v e r six 0 r e i g h t
mil e s t 0 La Fen s e Lo g gin g Cam p . Her e the hun tin g
was good again. I was told of a deserted camp
four or five miles from here where a horse had
died or was killed, and bears were working on it.
So, Ern est Ben 0 it and I t o 0 k so meg rub, a c ou pIe
of blankets and· a flashlight and set out. The horse
was pretty well eaten up, and there were bear tracks
everywhere, little ones and big ones.

Jus t a t d u s k, w hen w ewe reg e tt i n g rea d y t 0


move in to the hobble near the dead horse, I shot
a nice buck. We heard the tote team coming and
we did not have time to dress it out. We put it
on the tote wagon with instructi ons to have one of
the boys at camp dress it. It had been a nice
war m day, but a s night fell it got cold. There
was a little hay in the hobble and we put this in
the corner and wrapped ourselves in the blankets
and waited.

About every half hour, we would get up and


poke the flashlight out the window at the remains
of the dead horse. Some time during the night, I
heard a grunting noise, I gave Ernest the nudge

- and he went to open the door.


and Ernest the rifle.
I had the flashlight
I flashed the light along
side the hobble and there was a great big porcupine.

It kept getting colder and colder during the


night, and we thought if we could only build a
fire and get warm. But I guess we wanted a bear
more than we wanted to keep warm. We stuck i t
out un til m 0 r n i n g, but.n 0 be a r s howe d up. We we r e
about froze and should have gone outside and built
a fire, but instead we got one going inside.

Under a lot of dust, there was a log floor in


the hobble and there was a lot of sled material
s tor e d her e too. W hen w ego twa r m e d u P, weI 0 0 ked
for something that would hold some water so that
we could put out the fire, but the only thing we
could find had holes in i t . ' We would run with
this bucket from the brook to the hobble and we
thought we had the fire out when we left. But we
found out a year later that the hobble had burned
down. Someone found my hatchet at the scene of
the crime.

.. ,
One of the trips to the Seven Islands the boys
always talk about, is the ime we got caught in the
big snow. On this trip, there was Donald, his
father-in-law, Charlie Gibons, George Leonard, John
Ben 0 it, M ike the hot - dog man, and mea n d I bel i.e v e
two more.

On thl strip, we had a big truck, c. cleat track


tractor, a scoot and a square stern canvas covered
boat, besides a couple of automobiles. We drove
all of this rig to Nine Mile Bridge. There we
loaded the tractor and scoot from the truck. We
loaded all of our provisions and duffle onto the
scoot and hooked the tractor to it.

We put the boat into the river and started down


the e a s t sid e 0 f the r i v e r but ran i n t 0 a lot o-f
windfall that had to be cut out 0£ the way. It was
T

slow going and we got no more than halfway that


first day.

- We had a big tent and everybody was


even Mike who had hurt his foot.
happy,

We made i t down the next day okay and we


began to hunt. I don't remember how many days
we were there when we heard over the radio that
a snowstorm was coming. We had one day to go
to fill our bag. The boys voted to stay and get
that other deer but it was hard to get.

In one night it had snowed about two feet and


then we all wanted to go home. It was decided to
cross the river and go up the West side to Nine
Mile Bridge. I was to cross the river with the boat
and Donald was to follow with the tractor. All
went well until we neared the further shore, when
Donald took a short cut and. went into deeper water.

We were pulled out with a team of horses but


the motor had been under wate r and it took hours
to get it dried out.

It was getting along in the day when we got


started for Nine Mile. A big tractor gave us a
start and then Donald took over with his little
tractor. This tractor was a bit too small for this
kind of going and we kspt getting stuck. Now
nine miles in two feet of snow is a long long way.
It was get tin g dark, but w eke p t rig h t o n , the men
did not want to stop. And then we got stuck good.

We unhitched the tractor from the scoot, grabbed


some grub and with the empty tractOr leading the
way, we hiked on.

Donald and I got to Nine Mile about the same


time. There was a Forestry Service cabin there and
I knocked the lock off the front door with an ax.
We had a job get tin g a fir e s t a rt e din the s t 0 v e ,
there mu st have been a lot of snow in the chim ney.
The men kept straggling in, until they were all
accounted for.

I think i t was around 11 o'clock at night, and


we just flopped around anywhere and went to sleep.
The next morning Charlie and Donald went back for
hal f the stu ff we .h a dIe ft 0 n t h e t r a i I and Don a I d
and I went back for the other half in the afternoon.

We had plenty to eat and were thankful to


be in a good cabin. In a couple of days, a log
haul came from somewhere and p u 11 e d u s t 0 La k e
Frontier.

Now a t La keF ron tie r, we f 0 un d 0 u t t hat all


the roads were closed and they were not gOing to
plow them out, and that we would have to go as
far as St. George by train. There was one flat
car a t La keF ron tie r, but nor amp to 10 a d the t r u c k ,
tractor or automobiles.

Well we. all got busy carrying railroad ties


and built a ramp and loaded all we could on that
flat car. But there was still some left over and
one automobile. Well, Johnny Benoit and I stayed
behind. The rest left with the freight train. We
stayed there for four more days until we could
get hold of a flat car. After John and I got to
- St. George, we had trouble getting home.
snowed all the way.
It had
We got stuck twice and were
pulled out by snow plows.

One fall we hunted below Seven Islands and


this, if I remember right, is when we had trouble with
the men who woned the camp. And then one fall
we stayed and hunted in Nine Mile.

Before leaving Brunswick, I got a trappers


1 ice n s e a n d I s e t a b ear t rap n ear C h u r chi 11 La k e
t ha t yea r . The For est r y S e rv ice cab i n had bee n
ruined by a bear.

I c h e c ked t he t rap the n ext day but it had


not been disturbed. It took a half a day to go
over there and back and the road was so rough. I
asked my son David to check the trap as I was
going down the river with Donald for a couple of
day s. John Benoit went along with David and sure
enough the bear was in the trap.

Johnny shot the bear and they put it in the


station wagon and brought it to Nine Mile. The
warden happened to be there and asked who had
- shot the bear. Johnny said he did. We were fined
$20.00 for shooting the bear on a Sunday. We
may have gotten out of it if we had gone to Fort
Kent to court there, but that was a long way off
and then the warden went down the river for Donald
and me.

Donald had shot a deer the day before and I


went with him to bring it in. Donald took his
rifle and I did not. We cro s sed the river in a
canoe and pulled it up on the bank. The warden
going down the river saw the cano e and followed us
and he caught Donald with a loaded rifle on Sunday
and we were fined for that.

We never went back to the St. James river to


hunt again. It had been a wonderful country for
deer. Maybe we did some things that were not quite
right, but I think we were a good bunch of fellows.

Li v i n g in Maine at this time near the bay, I


had a boat. I was lobstering one day and I see
a deer swimming between Mare Point and Flying
Poi n t it was a s p ik e h 0 r n b u c k . A ft e r rna kin g
several trys, I pulled up along side of him an d
put my hand on him. I wasn't satisfied with this I

so I made a noo se in a rope and when I got near


him again I threw it over hi shead.
I I thought I
would drown him the way he struggled before I
got it off his head again. The last I see of him
he headed for Flying Point.

The non e sum mer, G eo r g e Le 0 n a r dan d I s e t


out to make the Allegash trip. I had a seventeen
foot canoe with a 3 horsepower motor and a map of
that region. We had a tent, provisions, gas and
had expected to finish the trip at the town of Allegash
or Fort Kent. We put the canoe in the water and
we we r e a t Sun Coo k La k e . We had qui t e a loa d
for a small canoe and it was a little choppy, so
I steered with one hand and bailed water with the
other. There was approved camping grounds on this
trip and it is a must that you build fires where
these are and no where else. Our first stop was
near T scheshuncook Village where I see two deer.

The next night we were at Tomutponcari. We


were told at the dam that old Frank at Tomutponcari
had a t e a m 0 f h 0 r s e s a n d w ou 1 d car r y u s a c r 0 s s t 0
Mud Pond, a distance of about four miles. But he
had no horses.

After camping there a couple of days, we had


tog i v e u p the tr i p . W e see pIe n t y 0 f dee ran d I
decided i t might be a pretty good place to hunt.
Charlie Gi bbons, Art Adams, Bob Moore and I and
sometimes other Brunswick men have hunted here
regularly.

Sometimes we had good luck and sometimes


not so good. 'I well remember the trip up the lake the
first time we went hunting there with Charlie and
Art, in Art I s fourteen foot boat and seven horsepower
outboard. It was rough, the wind blew and Charlie
and I bailed water all the way up. We were seven
hours going up, part of the time in the dark.
Charlie, Art Adams and George Leonard have two
cam p s a t F 1 a g s t af f La ken ear M 0 u n t Big low. We
hunt here sometimes. Deer are not very plentiful
but we have good times. George and Bob are the
cooks and lobster and crab meat stews are common.
In the evening we playa game of cards called
sixty-three, and it is almost as exciting as deer
hunting. We have a midnight snack and then turn
in.

When I was sixty-four, an old hunting pal,


Mike Gravik, wrote to me asking if I wanted to
go moose hunting in New Foundland. Of course, I
did and I told him so. In due time, he arrived
from New Jersey with another fellow. We drove
to New Brunswick, Canada and then to Nova Scotia and
across Nova Scotia to North New Sidney. There we
left the station wagon and boarded a big steamer
for the the Port of Bask, New Foundland. It
was about 100 miles across the water here. We
had made arrangements for a guide to meet us here.

He had a boat about a 35 footer - and we


- started up the coast, and it is a rugged coast.
At noon we pulled into a small fishing village,
had dinner and then continued up the coast, the
La P a u 1 R i v e r was 0 u r de s tin at ion, and we a rr i v e d
there before dark. We put up in the guides home.

There were about a dozen small houses here,


some sheep, some dags and I gue,ss every man
owned an ox. It was the quaintest place I I d ever
been in.

We landed in the LePaul River two days before


the moo se season opened, so the next day we I

loaded an ox and walked up river for about five


miles and arrived at a little camp. The two fellows
from New Jersey fished for trout. One of them
kept me pretty busy taking the fish off the hook and
putting them in a pool, fenced off with rocks. The
guide and I left them fishing the next morning and we
started to climb away from the river.

In about an hour, we see a cow moose nearby


and pass it up and then we began to see moose
he re and there and at a di stance. Then a good
bull stuck his head out for a second I fi re d and
missed. The gui de assured me I would get another
chance. The thing to do wa s to have some lunch.

After the guide took my fieldglasses we set


I

on a ro ck and looked. In awhile he said he saw


I

one, a good one. Re pOinted to something white


that moved a little once in awhile. It was antlers
on a moose that was lying down about I, 000 yard s
away.

We left our pack ba sket, slickers, etc. and


made a stalk within' 200 yards of the moose. I f
we went any closer, we would have to cross a
stream and be out of sight of the moose too long.

When I ready to shoot , the guide gave a yell


and the moose jumped to his feet. I fired three
times before he fell. It was a good moose. We
dressed it out and the next day, two men and three
ox went 0 u t, we cut it up and bro ugh t i t hom e . The y

- have big pack sacks they put on these oxen and


the y can car ry a big loa d . It was the 0 the r
fellows turn to get their moose and they did this
in about three days. We each brought home about
300 Ibs. of meat, after we had frozen it. I had
never seen so many moose in so short a time. We
stood one morning in the guides door yard and saw
three men from a nearby village shoot three moose
on the side of a big hill.

There is one more moose hunt I must tell about.


This happened about 25 years ago. I was living
in New Jersey at the time. With George Dilts,
Mike Gravik, Fred Ike and I, we all wrote to a
guide and outfitter at St. Michaele in Quebec.

St. Michaele was at the end of the line. When


we went north from there, it was nothing but woods
and lakes. We had to arrange things so that when
we arrived there our guide would have canoes, tents
provisions, etc. and be at the hunting ground. It
would take us just a short time to fly in and it
would take the guides three days to go in by canoe.

It was a small plane and had to make two


trips for the four of us and our duffle. Everything
went according to schedule and when we see the
smoke from their campfire we came down. The
ten t s we r e a 11 up, tab 1 e s ha d bee n set u p and they
were getting the dinner ready.

We put the names of the four guides in a


hat and picked out the name of the man who would
be our guide. T he next morning with a guide
apiece we set out in four different directions. My
guide and me went a way by canoe and then we
carried into another lake. We crossed this and with
our sleeping bags went back into the woods a little
way and made ready for the night.

After supper we went back to the lake and I


called. My guide had never called a moose. We
did not get an answer that night, but we did hear
something in the night that we thought might be a
moose. The next morning after breakfast, we went
down to the lake and we see on the other side of
the lake what we took to be a moose in the water.
We jumped in the canoe and paddled as fast as we
could. When we neared the moose, I stopped
paddling but the guide did not and we kept right
on. Then we see a second moose standing on the
s h are. I t h ink one had ch_a 11 eng e d t he at her, and
they did not seem to see us or mind us. The
one in the water seemed to have the best head so
I gave my attention to him. I fired once, breaking
his lower jaw and then I thought i f I killed him
in the water we would have a job getting him out.

So I waited until he had his four feet on dry


ground, then I took careful aim and down he went.
The guide took over then and with the help of the
other guides brought the meat into camp and smoked
it. George Dilts shot a moose and a bear on this
trip. Fred and his guide see seven wolves, but
they didn't get anything. I never see a deer track
here. I guess the wolves has them all drove out.
All of us with the moose meat and bear went out
by canoe. It took us three days of paddling and
carrying.
I lived in Florida a few years, and the only
hunting I did there was for ducks and quail. I
did go after turkeys once, but did not connect.
I helped a man build a camp near the mouth of
the Chasawisca River in a regular jungle. My
son Bobby, and I made a trip by canoe of 100
mil e s 0 r m 0 r e up the S wane e ·.R i v e r . We a 1 s o t 0 0 k
trip s up the Wiftacoo chee River. My brother, Rol,
and I went through the big Cypre s s Swamp s. I
had killed some big snakes in Florida but never
hunted them there, but I had hunted snakes in
T exa s during Wor Id War I.

Hunting now isn't what it used to be. Now


with so many gOing hunting with the back country
opened up with roads and airplanes and outboard
motors, jeeps and modern arms it cannot be.

I think this hunting business was sort of


born in me. I am 69 years old now and because
of my age maybe I am not so blood thirsty. I
have always enjoyed being in the woods, and I
don't blame the Indians for fighting to hold this
land as it used to be.

Around the campfires on my trips into the


woods I have heard lots of tall stories. I will
tell a few now _ A dee r s tory, a f ish s tory, a
bear story, and moose story_

A fisherman was telling of the time he was


fishing in a winding trout stream. After almost
giving up he hooked one - a big one - he stopped
talking for a moment and someone asked him did
you get it; he said, nope. That fish had his
tail caught in the bend in the stream.

A deerhunter, on hi s way into camp saw two


dee r . 0 n e jus t i n b ac k 0 f the 0 the r . The 0 n e
in fro nt a buck, the one in back a doe. When
he fired, the buck in two jumps was out of sight,
but the doe s to 0 d per f e c t 1 Y s till . Hen 0 tic e d now
something hanging from the doe's mouth, and as
he approached her he saw that it was the buck's
tail, and he had shot i t off. The doe was blind
and the buck wa s guiding her around by hi s tail,
so this hunter just took hold of the buck's tail
and led the doe right into his camp.

A group of men went hunting every fall in


Northern Maine. They had built a shack way back
in the woods. One of the men in this group they
called Pantywaist, because he was often los t or
was afraid of getting lost, so when he was alone
he didn't go very far from camp. One day it
rained and the men stayed in camp, played cards.
Pantywaist, getting tired of this said, "I'll show
you fellows sho's a Pantywaist. 1'm going way
back into the woods." So off he went by himself,
although he had made up hi s mind not to go any
further than just out of sight of camp. He figured
then, that he could make up a story to tell the
boys when he got back to camp. Well, after
sitting in the woods for an hour or so, he got up
to go and there a bear, not 50 feet away, stood
looking at him. Pantywaist could run and the bear
ran after him.

Now as they neared the shack, Pantywaist could


- see that the door was open and he was hoping
he could make it, but just before reaching the door,
he fell flat. But the bear was coming on so fa:; t
t hat he couldn't stop and went sliding right into
the cabin. Pantywaist jumped to his feet, pushed
the door shut and yelled, "Boys, skin that one
out, while I go get YOll another."

A guide told me this one, he said he got


it from a city slicker. A city slicker had a moose
head over his fireplace and for years would not
tell anyone where he got it. He used to say if
I told you, you might not even believe me. B ut
the longer this went on, the more determined his
friends were to find out just where he got it.
After his friends had given him a big party, he
finally broke down and this is his story. He said
he had been fly casting for trout in some northern
stream, and while casting the hook got caught in
something in back of him. He turned around and
there stood a moose with a pained expression on
his face. The trout hook was sunk into the rear
end of the moose. He had to do something so he
got out hi s bottle of all cure and sneaked around
and got around in back of the moose and pulled
out the hook and put on a dab. Well it made that
moose itch, for he backed up against a big pine
tree and began to rub. Well he rubbed and he
ru b bed. I wa t c h e dun til the r e was not hi n 9 left but
the head, and there it is boy s.
CHAPTER FOUR

We arrived in Maine in the early spring,


Hetzel and I I Mary David, Ruth, Bobbie and our
dog. Jessie was to join us soon from nurse's
training school in New York.

The cabin had only been used for summer


vacations and had no running water or electric
and not enough sleeping rooms. So one of my
first jobs was to blast a trench 300 feet in solid
ledge, dig a well, and pipe water to the cabin;
and the n h a u 1 fill dirt and fill the t r en c h s o t he·
pipe would not freeze in the winter. And then
blast a trench and a big hole on the other side of
the cabin for the septic tank. It was not easy
for I had to blast a little at a time right under
the cabin. I had a man to help and built a 3
room addition on one side of the cabin. We put
in a bathroom and enclosed the porch, put some
insulation on the ceiling in the living room and
corked the log s with ookem. We then built a barn
and got a cow.

Abo u t t his tim e Ed and Lo u w ro t e tom e saying


they had an offer for the place in Florida. I told
them to sell and they did and I took a loss of
about $2000.

Jessie went to work in Bath.

The bay here was full of cohogs at thi s time


and I had i n min d t 0 d rag fa r the m. s 0 I bought
a good rugged 36 by 10 ft. boat.

Clyde Kincade and I went to Road Island to


see how this dragging of cohogs was done there.
I bought a drag, a hoist. and other equipment and
we soon began installing it in the boat. At fir.st
things did not work out so good. But with trial
and error, it proved successful.
For about a year, I made real good. And
then the men who were hand digging cohogs got
together and went before the Sea and Shore Commi-
ssary, the Commissioner of fisheries. They
complained I was taking away their livelihood.
And I was forbidden to drag anymore.

La t e r it pro v e d I d i d a lot 0 f goo d by d rag gin g .


I had just taken the old large cohogs and had spread
the seed over a large area. For years the niggers
never had it so good.

I took the dragging rigging out of the boat


and fitted it up for lobstering. On the real big
tides, I would be lobstering. The rest of the
time, I would be lobstering. The hand digging of
cohog s become so profitable that the women and
kids around the neighborhood were out there digging
and then some of the dealers started shipping seed
out of the state. I believe that was the beginning
of the end. T he digging got poorer and poorer, until
now there are very few to be found.
- I bought a· sane then, and in the fall of the
year, I would sane smelts. It took me the first
fall t olea r n how t o n e t the s e f ish . Aft e r t hat, I
did all right. It was a night job, and it took at
least two people to se t and handle the net.

We would go down in the bay with the big


boat, a row boat and a doarie, an outboard motor
and a bunch of butter tubs, an extra change of clothes
and plenty to eat.

The smelts would make up into the coves of


the islands and we would surround them with this
300 ft. net, pocket them and bail them into the
row boat. Along toward morning we would put them
in tubs, bring· them home. ice them, and a truck
would pick them up, and take them to B os ton.
Sometimes, I would take them in myself. About
3 n i g h t s a w e e k w ere a lIon e c 0 u 1 d t a k e 0 f t hi s .
During the day, the net would have to be
dried and mended, and things made ready for the
next trip. And sometimes the fog would come in
s o t h i c k, dow n i nth e bay t hat i two ul d bed iff i c u 1 t
I

to find our way home, even with a compass.

The twins never took to this smelting business.


One night when they were with me, i t started to
blow a gale, and we put the boat into a big cove
to get out of the wind. As we pulled well into
the cove, I a sked David to get up on the bow and
get ready to throw the anchor. When I said let
i t go David, I heard two splashes. It was too
dark for me to see the front of the boat, but I
knew instantly that David was overboard. I was
about ready to run up and pull the anchor, when
he stuck his head up over the side of the boat.
When he threw the anchor, one of the flukes of the
anchor had caught in his clothing and pulled him
overboard. When I heard the 2 splashes, I sensed
what had happened.

Jessie, Mary, the Twins and I went smelting


one night. We left Bunganuk a couple of hours
before dark and anchored off Appletree Cove. Jessie
and Mary prepared the supper, and after we ate
and sat around wahile to wait until it got good and
dark. T he black of the night with no moon showing,
the better were our chances. I went ashore alone
a couple of times to take a look see, and then
w e a 11 got i nth e row boa t a n d the d 0 a r i e and we r e
soon setting the sane acros s the mouth of the cove.

After making one end fast to the shore, we


then waited for about an hour for the tide to fall
some. And then we began to drag the other end in
a big circle. We finally got the smelts into a
pocket and bailed them into the rowboat. We just
made the one set that night.

We were home in Bunganuk by 10:30. I loaded


the min t o t h e s t at ion wag 0 n . I had the min B os ton
by daylight. It wa s a good catch, and it brought
over $200 bucks. I continued to sane smelts each
fall for 6 years.
After getting David deferred from army dL.:.y
twice, he was drafted into the army. Donald was
deferred one year and was not drafted, and con-
tinued to work with me.

Mary was in nurse's school and Jessie was


working as a nurse in Bath. And she quit her job
and enlisted in the army nurses corp. and was
soon overseas.

Ruth was in shcool and so was Bobbie.

Lo b s t e r pot s toe k was h a r d tog e t . 8 0 I put


up a building and equipped it with a balder, a
lath machine, a stipper and so on, and with Donald's
h e I p mad e lob s t e r po t s toe k . Wed i d t his m 0 s tl y
in the winter when we could not lobster.

I bought oak standing in the woods, cut it


and hauled i t to the mill. I sold all the lobster
pot stock we could put out. On the long winter
evenings, I knit lobster pot heads from my 200
traps. We kept very busy, and then the war ended
and Jessie and David came home.

J e s s i e mar r i e d G 0 r don Le i t n e r s0 0 n a ft e r t his


and made her home in Wisconsin.

I made a trip to Florida for 2 weeks and while


there, I made an offer of $ 5 000 for two lot s on
Treasure Island. Florida was booming and I wanted
to get in on it. I wa s over 50 and hard work
was beginning to tell. I was looking for a soft job.

On the way home I made plans what I was


going to do if my offer of $5000 was accepted.
When I got home, a letter was there saying I had
bought thoses 2 lots.

While in 'Florida, I found out lumber was


very high in price and nails were very hard to get.
They delt them out 10 lots to a time if you bought
lumber. 80 as soon as I got home, I broke the
news we were going to Flori-da.
We got busy taking our barn down and our
lob s t e r po t mill dow nan d I t o 0 k a 11 the n ail sou t
of the lumber and had the boards all planed down
to 3/4 of an inch so as to pay as little freight
for 1000 ft as possible on the train.

I scouted around and got together 2 kegs of


nails and one of spikes. I loaded all the lumber
we had on the big freight car and fini shed filling
it with little lumber. I had 26, 000 feet all told.
I shipped it off to St. Petersburg. I sold the
machines I had in the mill, the lobster pots, nets,
doarie, and fishing gear, and put the gib boat up
for sale, which I sold very soon, and then Donald
and I took off for Florida. We got there before
the f rei g h t car wit h 1 urn b e r a n d w ewe n t tow 0 r k
clearing the trees and bushes and burning the same
off the lot. When we had i t cleared I wa s offered
double what I paid for it.

The l'lmber arrived and I had 2 men and we


started to build 3 cottages. We also put in a
breakwater and a dock.

- It was hot and I drank water every few minutes


out 0 f tho s e n e w pip e s t hat we r e jus t put in. I
have an idea i t may have caused the bl adder trouble
I had later on.

We finished the 3 cottages and I bought


fur nit u rea n d fur. n ish Ln g s, put u p b 1 i n d s, d rap e s
and so on, rented one and gave the keys to the
3 to my niece Dorothy. She agreed to take care
of them on a commission until I returned. Then
Donald and I took off for Maine. I brought the
family back about 6 weeks later. We rented a
house out of town and I started the renting and
started to build another 2 bedroom cottage.

About this time I received some good instruc-


tions from my sister Mary in making beds and cleaning
house and so on. We had this forth cottage well
under way when we found out it was not on our
land. The surveyor had made a mistake. I tried
to get him to pay me damages, but everything he
had was in his wife's name, and I was advised
not to sue him.

The cottages rented very good and as soon


as we finished the forth we started the fifth and
then the sixth. And then I built a little office
and a garage. While the family was in Maine
one summer, I lived in the office, cooked, ate and
slept there.

There were two vacant lots across from our


cottages on the gulf. I bought them and started
2 more cottages.

We bought rowboat s, a shuffle board court,


umbrella s, out side umbrella s chairs and planted
I

lots of shrubs and trees.

And then the family and I all took off for


M a i n eon e sum mer and Lo u and E dan d Mar y and
Le 0 had the i r t urn s a t r e n tin g the cot tag e s . The y
rented so good it was sort of fun. But it was nice

- for one to get away for awhile.

And then I built the ninth cottages. For these


cottages on the gulf in the winter season, I have
received as much as $125 a week.

B e for e b u i 1 din g the 1 a s t 3 cot La g e s, I beg a n


to urinate blood. I went to a urologist doctor in
St. Pete and after examination he said I had
cancer and tha t I didn't have more than a 50-50
chance to live.

So I see Leo right away and with Leo and


Mary's help, made out a will. And Leo went with
me to the V.A. Hospital at Big Pines. I was very
sick from the examination I went through.

They let me rest for a couple of days and then


cut 0 r bur ned 0 u t tho s e 4 tum 0 r s i n m y b 1 ad d e r . I
was in the hospital in and out for about 3 months.
Jessie came down from Wisconsin to help with the
cottages and I had very good care from all my folks.
I was sent to Memphis Tennessee to see if
I needed deep x-ray. They took out another tumor
the rea n d the n I h a d com pl i c a ti 0 n s . I g a i ned fa s t
though and wa s soon at work again. I'd had a
cla;e shave. Things wee: along very good then for
a year or two I and then we had a huricane, almost.
washing the cottages into the gulf.

I decided to sell the place at the first


opportunity. I put it up for sale with several
realtors, after of course repairing the storm damage.
A man and his wife from New Jersey fell in love
with our place. The man had a business with his
father, but wanted to break away. Against his
father's wi she s, he made a down payment on our
place of $5000 through a real estate agent. His
father went on so, that before the time had come
for him to pay more money, and take over he J

was talked out of the deal and his father paid him
the $5000. I got half of this and the real estate
man got half. This deal held up the selling of the
deal for 6 months.

And then one afternoon, a real e state man I


didn't know came in and offered $65,000 for the
place for a client of hi s. He talked and talked,
saying there would be no commission for me to pay
and I better take the check he had for a down pay-
ment. I refused, never expecting to see him again.
But in an hour, he was back with his last offer,
he said, of $75,000.

I had been asking $95,000 and then I would


h a v e t 0 pay a com m iss ion. He sa i d he c ou 1 d not
t a k e 0 v e r the pIa c e for 2 m 0 nth s. and I co u 1 d k e e p
a 11 I co u 1 d rna k e till the n.. I r e f use d a g a i n a n d
made him a price of $ 85, 000. He went off again.
It's needless to say, I was hoping he would come
back again. He did with a contract for $ 85 , 000 and
a check for $10,000 downpayment.

Ruth was in school and I would have to stay


in Florida for 2 1/2 months anyway until she got
out of school. Business was good and in those
2 r.:onths, I made $2500. With the $2500 I received
from the other deal I was glad to get out.

When this new man took over, we rented a


cottage for a couple of weeks till Ruth got out
of school, and then we headed for Maine. It was
good to get back where it was cool.

Mary was married and living in Kansas and


the next fall we met at Jessie's in Wisconsin.
Lo u i s h a d g 0 n e 0 v e r sea s, s 0 Mar y, S h a ron, and
Ruth in one car and Hetzel, Bobbie and I in another
went from there to Florida for the winter.

I had always wanted a service station and


now that the boys were grown and settled, I
thought now was the time. I bought a piece of
land 150 by 150 on Pasadena Ave. for $20,000 and
made arrangements with the Shell Oil Co. to build
a station. They also had a house built there. The
whole works cost about $ 45, 000. What I did not
know about a service station was plenty, and the
boys did not get along together. So along towards
spring, I leased the whole works and went back to
Maine. David and Donald had trailers and stayed
in Florida.

I had been paying in on Cocial Security, self


employed for a few years, but I needed 6 more
quarters to make it, so I began to cut off our
wood lot and then I returned to Florida for a few
m 0 nth s t o r un the s e r vic e s t.a t ion a g a in. The t win s
were married then and Bobby and I and two other
men I hired did pretty good. But I didliked the
whole thing, and at the end of 8 months I leased the
s:ation to Shell Oil Company and rented the house
to someone else.

We returned to Maine and I co ntinued cutting


logs and pulp and raised and sold things from the
garden. I was over 60 now, but I had enough
quarters for my Social Security. Two years ago
I sold the station and house in Florida for less than
what I paid for them, although the land value there
had about doubled. I wa s glad to rid of them.
F 0 u rye a r sag 0 I had had a k i.d n e y 0 per a t ion
that took a lot of pep out of me, and last fall I
was operated on for gaul bladder trouble. Outside
of having diabetes and cateracts, I am hail and
h a rdy . I p l.a y 9 0 1 f, go hun tin g, h a v e a gar den,
take care of the place here, go to Florida, and
think of all the thing s I should have done.

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