river-drivers

Meanwhile the river-drivers with their long poles and quick movements, looking not unlike a band of savages, have enough to do, with steady feet, and eyes on the alert.

Illustrated Science for Boys and Girls Anonymous

On this head-work about thirty river-drivers take up their position to direct the course of the boom.

Illustrated Science for Boys and Girls Anonymous

Sometimes, when the dam is high, some of the river-drivers go through in the boats -- a dangerous practice, this; for often the bateaux have gone under water, entirely out of sight, to come up below the falls, and more than once have lives been lost in this foolhardy feat.

Illustrated Science for Boys and Girls Anonymous

The logging camps are disbanded, the loggers return to their homes, and the river-drivers alone are left to begin their duties.

Illustrated Science for Boys and Girls Anonymous

The river-drivers are the men who travel with the logs from the beginning of their journey till they are surrendered to the saw-mills.

Illustrated Science for Boys and Girls Anonymous

The river-drivers, armed with their pick-poles, are then stationed along the run, on the dam, wherever they may be needed.

Illustrated Science for Boys and Girls Anonymous

At every abrupt turn, at every fall, where logs jam and pile, must be found the strong and nimble river-drivers, practised at the dangerous work, at making their way across the floating timber, breaking the jams, aiding with ax and pike-pole the free descent of this moving forest.

Maria Chapdelaine; a Tale of the Lake St. John country 1913

Old Geordie Hodgins was there; he was one of the oldest river-drivers on the Ot'way, a sly old dog with a big wad o 'money hid away some place, some said it was in the linin' of his cap.

The Second Chance 1910

Old Geordie Hodgins was there; he was one of the oldest river-drivers on the Ot'way, a sly old dog with a big wad o 'money hid away some place, some said it was in the linin' of his cap.

The Second Chance Nellie L. McClung 1912

He had watched the lights in the river-drivers 'camps, had seen the men beside the fires, and had drifted on, with no temptation to join in the songs floating out over the dark water, to share the contents of the jugs raised to boisterous lips, or to thrust his hand into the greasy cooking-pot for a succulent bone.

The Right of Way — Volume 02 Gilbert Parker 1897