s delighted in telling of the camp where the cook prepared
fine meals, and the system and orderliness of the timber men were so
good that ladies and children mingled with them as freely as if they
were the sons of clergymen. As timber men had the reputation of being
everything coarse and evil, this story gave an entirely new view of
them.

As soon as the parts were together, the experts tried the machine. She
soon had steam up in her boilers and, at the signal, one of the men
threw out her tackle and a huge pine trunk was lifted as lightly as a
feather and carried over and laid parallel with the roadside.

The men stood about in a circle admiring the wonderful machine that
seemed almost human in its methods of work; the long arms that reached
out in the direction of the fallen tree, the fingers that opened to
grip the trunk, the graceful swing of the arm as it carried the log
exactly where it was wanted and then opened its hand again to give up
the grasp the fingers had on their burden.

"If you had your sledge here by the roadside we could load up a pile in
no time and the men could cart them to the river," said one of the
experts to Mr. Latimer.

"I figured on that and told several teamsters with sleds to come with
us," replied Mr. Latimer.

"She makes the work jump along all right!" ventured the foreman, greatly
pleased with the headway he could make.

The machinists remained all that day to watch the men work with "Jumpin'
Jane" as she had been called, and, the following morning, left the camp
to return to the city.

The work of cutting, loading and hauling logs went forward with
tremendous speed after Jumpin' Jane arrived.

After a week's work the logs began to bank up along the river's edge,
while the clearing about the Jumpin' Jane grew into a wide area.

The ladies and children at camp heard stories every night of the
experiences of the day and felt sorry that they could not witness some
of the adventures. Finally, Mrs. Latimer spoke:

"If it is a fine day tomorrow, why can't we come down to the cutting and
see Jumpin' Jane work? We want to see everything worth while."

The next day was cold and clear and the children were bundled up well,
while the ladies muffled themselves to the ears. Mike was included in
the party, and, as usual, had charge of Babs.

The men knew there was to be an observation party, so had work planned
that would show off the spectacular part of lumber cutting.

"Ho, there,