Higgins is the Lumber Jacks' "Sky Pilot," and there are 100,000 of them, living without a restraint to brute passion and force. In the midst of them Higgins does his work, passing to and fro among his flock, like Grenfell of Labrador. Norman Duncan saw Higgins at work, stayed at his side, fascinated by what he saw, and he has written a record of human good that will bring a tear to the eye and a quickened beat to the heart.
ecall an intelligent Cornishman--a cook with a kitchen kept sweet and clean--who with a laugh contemplated the catastrophe of the snake-room, and the nervous collapse, and the bedraggled return to the woods.
"Of course," said he, "that's where I'll land in the spring!"
It amazed me.
"Can't help it," said he. "That's where my stake 'll go. Jake Boore 'll get the most of it; and among the lot of them they'll get every cent. I'll blow four hundred dollars in two weeks--if I'm lucky enough to make it go that far."
"When you know that they rob you?"
"Certainly they will rob me; everybody knows that! But every year for nine years, now, I've tried to get out of the woods with my stake, and haven't done it. I intend to this year; but I know I won't. I'll strike for Deer River when I get my money; and I'll have a drink at Jake Boore's saloon, and when I get that drink down I'll be on my way. It isn't because I want to; it's because I have to."