In the following year the American Federation of Labor attempted a similar task but without lasting results, the loggers preferring the industrial to the craft form of organization.

He could drink any logger in the big firs off his feet.

More and more stood out the naked brutal fact that the purpose of all this plotting was to drive the union loggers from the city and to destroy their hall.

She found it in her heart to envy the sturdy loggers.

From her after deck a man hailed the logger sharply, and when his call was unheeded, he ran lightly up the slip.

They laid the injured logger on this and covered him with a blanket.

He lifted the logger clear of the wharf, hoisted him to the level of his breast, and heaved him down the slip as one would throw a sack of bran.

There is no question that the whole affair was the outcome of a strugglea class struggle, if you pleasebetween the union loggers and the lumber interests; the former seeking to organize the workers in the woods and the latter fighting this movement with all the means at its disposal.

Nevertheless she paid tribute to his skill when ten minutes later he sent a logger with the entire catch to her kitchen.

As soon as the chopped-off portion falls, the trunk vibrates rapidly from side to side sometimes shaking the logger to certain death below.

Here is a scene from a lumber camp showing the loggers at their daily tasks.

The blow stretched the logger on his back, with blood streaming from both nostrils.

Production for profit always strikes the logger with the full force of objective observation.

She recognized him as the man who had thrown the logger down the slip that day at noon,presumably Jack Fyfe.