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They would be hungry after a long, back-breaking day in the woods. Someclearly recall the sights and sounds of the cookhouse:There was lamps then to eat by, and people was not able to see whatthey was eatin'. In the cookhouse there was a bucket that the cookwould fill up with water. This bucket would be hung up on a nail, with anold enamel mug beside 'en. When the men came in, they would catch themug hold and dip 'en in for a drink. Everyone drank out of that samecup. The once, someone would go get a fresh bucket of water. I don'tknow why more people didn't get sick, with all hands drinking out of thesame bucket! There was no such thing as catching stuff because we alllived rough. My God, it would turn your stomach!Cutting trees using the bucksaw was difficult, but the hard work did not endwhen the trees were on the ground. The trees had to be limbed, cut into fouror five foot lengths and put in a pile called a 'landing'. Later, the wood was puton tractor or horse sleds and taken to the lake. This was called the 'pull-off. Itwould remain there until spring.When the wood was cut, we would roll it out to the 'road' for the horses.That was a hard scote - tear yer guts out then, moving them big, heavylogs. The 'arses was the big black and red ones. The 'company' wouldhave them come down from the States and Ontario.One man remembers how using a horse in the woods meant extra dailychores:I liked working with horses. I'd get out of the bunk at five in the marning,go up through the snow and feed me 'arse. I'd heave in a few oats and adrink to 'en and come back to the cookhouse until six-thirty or seveno'clock. After I got some breakfast, I'd go put the 'arness and all the gearon 'en and go for the day. I don't spose it was too bad, unless you got astubborn one. All he would do is make you swear!

A group of men in "the woods" with horses.Notice the men sitting on horseback.Another man remembered the 'good side' to caring for the horses. He wouldhelp shoe the horses and repair equipment:Some fellers did not like shoeing horses, but I always offered to do it. Iwould earn extra 'Target' or 'Beaver' tobacco by nailing on horse shoes.When the trucks and plows come in, that all come to an end.When the ice melted and the logs went into the water, 'the drive' would begin.The company used dams to control the water level in the lakes. To float thelogs downstream to the mill, they would open the dams. Some lumbermenworked on the drive every year. This was dangerous, especially when therewas a log jam. One man remembers working on the drive:I worked on the main drive. I cleared up jams or 'plugs' on the river.When there was a big jam we would get out there and pick at it with stickpoles. A stick pole was a stick with a dart on the end. When that jam letgo, look out! Run for your life!We used pulp hooks for lugging logs to the water. The men also usedthese when they was piling wood on the landings. The beachcomberswas said to be working 'on the rear'. They pushed logs off the beach andinto the water. Every single log had to go down the river.

They would be hungry after a long, back-breaking day in the woods. Someclearly recall the sights and sounds <strong>of</strong> the cookhouse:There was lamps then to eat by, and people was not able to see whatthey was eatin'. In the cookhouse there was a bucket that the cookwould fill up with water. This bucket would be hung up on a nail, with anold enamel mug beside 'en. When the men came in, they would catch themug hold and dip 'en in for a drink. Everyone drank out <strong>of</strong> that samecup. The once, someone would go get a fresh bucket <strong>of</strong> water. I don'tknow why more people didn't get sick, with all hands drinking out <strong>of</strong> thesame bucket! There was no such thing as catching stuff because we alllived rough. My God, it would turn your stomach!Cutting trees using the bucksaw was difficult, but the hard work did not endwhen the trees were on the ground. The trees had to be limbed, cut into fouror five foot lengths and put in a pile called a 'landing'. Later, the wood was puton tractor or horse sleds and taken to the lake. This was called the 'pull-<strong>of</strong>f. Itwould remain there until spring.When the wood was cut, we would roll it out to the 'road' for the horses.That was a hard scote - tear yer guts out then, moving them big, heavylogs. The 'arses was the big black and red ones. The 'company' wouldhave them come down from the States and Ontario.One man remembers how using a horse in the woods meant extra dailychores:I liked working with horses. I'd get out <strong>of</strong> the bunk at five in the marning,go up through the snow and feed me 'arse. I'd heave in a few oats and adrink to 'en and come back to the cookhouse until six-thirty or seveno'clock. After I got some breakfast, I'd go put the 'arness and all the gearon 'en and go for the day. I don't spose it was too bad, unless you got astubborn one. All he would do is make you swear!

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