This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1903 Excerpt: ... steam, gave me a sick headache occasionally, and caused me to creep from the berth many times through the night and make futile attempts at parting with everything, seemingly clear to my boots. My remedy for this was plenty of warm water for my stomach to have something to work on, and after a while I would fall asleep, waking up in the morning feeling like a new man, and after a dipper of tea and a light breakfast, I would feel so good I could hardly stay on the ground. The logging swamp fare of pork and beans, hot saleratus biscuits and Yankee butter, which was pork fat and molasses mixed together, was a little harsh for my stomach before it got educated to take care of anything that could be got below the shirt collar. The Andover doctor attributed the cause of my not growing to the many baths taken in the cold waters of the Andover brooks when I was young. Giving me a start in growing was not the only thing my Massachusetts trip did-for me, for I have never had a sick headache since I went there. I continued to grow, and before I was twenty-three I went up to 140 pounds. The remainder of the winter I put in in a fishing trip through the ice on Richardson Lake, and in the logging swamp on The Diamond, and the following spring took up river driving again, thinking, perhaps, that the old adage, "Once a lumberman, always a lumberman," was going to prove true in my case. And I was satisfied to have it so, as I never had done any work I liked better; for though the work was hard and the days long, yet I was light and well adapted to it, and it meant from $2.75 to $3.50 a day. I was made happy when the drive was in and I was being paid off, on being told by the boss that I was the only man on the drive who had not lost time; and the following spring...