“Say the line is 6 inches long and one angle is 35 degrees, while the other is 117 degrees. Let us draw a 6-inch straight line. This we will call our base line. Now we will place the base edge of our protractor on the base line with its center at the right hand end of the line. At the 37 degree mark we will make a dot on the paper so, and draw a line from the right hand end of the base line through this dot. Now we will do the same thing at the opposite end, making a dot at 107 degrees from the line, and draw a line from the left hand end of the base line through this dot.
“If we extend these lines until they intersect, we will have the required triangle, and can measure the two sides, which will be found to be about 12 inches and 8 inches long, and the third angle will measure just 26 degrees. It doesn’t make any difference on what scale we draw the triangle, whether it be miles, yards, feet, inches or fractions of an inch, the proportions will be the same. If the base line had been 6 half-inches, or 3 inches long, and the same angles were used, the other two lines would measure 12 half-inches, or six inches, and 8 half-inches, or 4 inches. If the base line were 6 quarter-inches long, the sides would be 3 inches and 2 inches long.
“Now, for example, I am going to measure the distance
to that tree over there. Get out your chain and measure off
a straight line 10 feet long. Now, I’ll set the surveying
instrument with the plumb-bob right over the end of this
line, and sight through the two sight holes until I bring the
two vertical hairs in line with each other and the tree. Look
at the compass needle. It points to the 173 degree mark on
the cardboard ring. Now, Bill, you hold the rod at the other
end of our base line while I swing this instrument around
and sight it. There, the needle points to 92 degrees, and
subtracting this from 173 the difference, 81 degrees, is the
angle at the right end of our base line. We’ll do the same
thing at the other end of our line. See, the compass needle
points to 189 degrees, and now sighting to the pole at the
other end of the line we find that the needle points to 268.
The difference, 79 degrees, is therefore the size of the angle
Fig. 84. Determining the Distance to the Tree.
at the left end of our base line. Now we will draw this out
on paper, as we did our first triangle, using quarter-inches to
represent feet. Our base line was 10 feet long, and we will
therefore draw a line 10 quarter-inches, or 2-1/2 inches long,
on our drawing board. On this line we will construct the
triangle, using the angles 81 and 79 degrees. There, that’s
how our triangle looks, and the right hand side measures
7-1/4 inches, while the left hand side measures 7-5/16 inches.
That is, 29 quarter-inches for one side and 29-1/4 quarter-inches
for the other. As each quarter-inch represents a foot,
you will find that the tree is about 29 feet from the right
end of our base line and 29 feet 3 inches from the left hand
end. Of course, our instrument is not perfect, neither is our
drawing; but if you measure it off with the chain you will
see that I am not very far from correct.”
Mapping the Island.
Most of our surveying was done by actual measurement, the surveying instrument being used only to determine the exact direction of the measurement. However, there were some measurements which we could not make directly with the chain. For example, we wished to know just how far it was from our tent to the Jersey shore of the river. We measured off a base line along our shore 400 feet long and sighted to a point directly across the river from our tent. The angle in front of our tent was 90 degrees, and at the other end of the base line was 73 degrees. When we drew out our triangle on the scale of 100 feet to the inch we found that the shorter side directly in front of the tent was almost exactly 13 inches long. This meant that the river at this point was 1,300 feet wide, nearly a quarter of a mile. On the other side of the island we found, in the same way, that the river at its narrowest point was about 500 feet wide. This portion of the river we named Lake Placid, as the water was very still and quite deep. This was due to a sort of natural dam formed at the lower end of our island. The small island that Dutchy found was kite-shaped, with a tail of boulders which extended almost all the way across to a rocky point on the Pennsylvania shore. The channel between “Kite Island,” as we called it, and Willow Clump Island was not more than fifteen feet wide in some places, and through this the water swept with a swift current down past a narrow neck of land to join the main current. This narrow stretch of land we named the Tiger’s Tail, owing to its peculiar shape. It was in the hook at the end of this tail that we discovered the old bridge wreck above referred to. From the tip of the Tiger’s Tail to Point Lookout, at the extreme upper end of Willow Clump Island, it was a little under a half-mile. The shore all along Lake Placid was very steep, except near Point Lookout. At one place there was a shallow bay which we called the lagoon.
Lake Placid was a favorite swimming place for us. We used to plunge in from the branches of a tree which overhung the water a little ways above the lagoon and made a natural springboard. We could all swim like ducks, except Dutchy, who couldn’t do anything but paddle. However, Uncle Ed was an expert, and he took Dutchy in hand and soon made a pretty good swimmer out of him. He also taught us some fancy strokes. Of course I took no record of these lessons. You would hardly expect me to sit on the bank with a book in hand jotting down notes while the rest were splashing around in the cool water having the best of fun in the world, and even if I had, I wouldn’t republish the notes here, because whoever heard of a boy learning to swim while reading a book on the subject? A beginner had better leave books alone and plunge right into the water. He will soon learn to keep himself afloat and can then practise any fancy strokes that he sees others try. Then, again, don’t try to learn in shallow water, because you will never do it. Of course it doesn’t pay to jump into water that is over your head unless there is a good swimmer near by to help you out. But you will never learn to swim until you have become accustomed to putting your head under water. You can not swim with a dry face. The first time we went swimming, we couldn’t persuade Dutchy to try it. The water was deep right up to the very bank and he had never been in over his head. Instead he sat up in the diving tree swinging his feet and trying to hide the fact that he was having a dull time.
“Say, we’ve got to douse that fellow,” said Reddy.
“You’re right; he needs a wash,” said Jim. “Let’s sneak up behind him and chuck him in.”
They landed a little ways up the stream behind a large bush and then crept down stealthily on their victim. But Dutchy had his suspicions aroused and saw them coming. He scrambled out of the tree in a jiffy and tore off into the woods as fast as his legs could carry him.
Swimming on a Plank.
We didn’t expect to see him again that afternoon, for the pace he was leading should have carried him miles in no time; but while he couldn’t swim, Dutchy had his own ideas of fun on the water. It was about twenty minutes later that we saw him coming down-stream lying full length on one of the 2-inch planks taken from the bridge wreck. He was paddling himself along with arms and legs hung over the sides of the plank. We all gave him a cheer, and then started out to have some fun with him. We tried to pull him off his raft, but he stuck on like a leech. It was only when we made his craft turn turtle that Dutchy got his head under water. But it wasn’t a moment before he scrambled back on top again, gasping and sputtering to get the water out of his nose and mouth.
Uncle Ed all this time had been sunning himself on the bank, when suddenly he uttered a shout of warning. We were right at the mouth of the mill-race. For the moment we forgot about Dutchy, and swam out for shore. Before we realized it Dutchy was caught in the current, and was being swept full tilt down the stream. My but wasn’t he scared. I can see him yet clinging for dear life to the plank, his face the color of ashes and his eyes bulging out in terror. First he tried to make for the bank, but the water was so swift that when the front end of the board struck land the rear end swung around in a circle, carrying him on again, but backward this time, before we could reach him. Two or three more times the plank struck the bank and turned him around, while we raced along the high bank, scrambling down to catch him every time he headed for shore, but each time just missing him. Then he swung out past the Tiger’s Tail into the open river just above the rapids. Fortunately he was going along headforemost this time, and Uncle Ed, who had just arrived, panting and breathless, from running, shouted to him to keep his head and steer for a narrow opening between two jutting boulders. I don’t know whether Dutchy did any steering or not, but the raft shot straight through the opening, and was lost in a cloud of spray. In a moment he reappeared below the rapids, paddling like mad for a neck of land on the Pennsylvania side of the river.
Dutchy would never own up that he was afraid. He never told a lie under other circumstances, but when it came to a question of courage he had the habit of stretching facts to the very limit. Even in this case, he said that he started out with the idea of shooting the rapids, and if we hadn’t flustered him so, he would not have bumped into the bank and turned about so many times. Dutchy was a very glib talker. He nearly persuaded us that it was all done intentionally, and his thrilling account of the wild dash between the rocks and through the shower of spray stirred us up so that we all had to try the trick too.
Shooting the Rapids.
The next day, while Uncle Ed was taking a nap, we stole off to the upper end of Lake Placid, each one towing a plank. We needn’t have been so afraid of Uncle Ed, for we found out later that he intended to try a plank ride through the rapids himself next time he went in swimming. Down Lake Placid we paddled in single column to the mill-race. In a moment the current had caught us and we were off. I shall never forget the thrilling ride down the swirling mill-race, the sudden pause as we shot out into the open river, the plunge between the boulders and the dive through the spray. It was all over too soon. Something like coasting–whiz, whiz-z-z, and a half-mile walk. Were it not for the trouble of hauling the planks back by the roundabout course along the Pennsy shore we would have thought shooting the rapids a capital game.
Restoring the Drowned.
It was on the second day after Dutchy’s exploit of the
rapids that Bill came so near drowning. He probably
would have drowned if Uncle Ed hadn’t been on hand to
work over him. Bill was a fine swimmer, but even the best
of swimmers will sometimes get a cramp, so it is never safe
for any one to go into the water without some one at hand
to help him out in case of accident. In the present case Bill
was doing some fancy strokes by himself over near the
Pennsy shore, while the rest of us were watching Uncle Ed
give Dutchy a lesson in swimming. All of a sudden Bill
threw up his hands and sank. I happened to glance up as
he did it. We thought he was fooling at first, but soon made
out that he was in genuine trouble. Uncle Ed dropped
Dutchy to my tender care, and raced over with a powerful
stroke to the spot where he had last seen his nephew. He
failed to find him on the first dive, but the second time was
successful and he carried the lifeless body to the Pennsylvania
Fig. 87. Pressing the Water out of the Stomach.
shore. In the meantime I had
landed Dutchy and with the rest
of the boys had crossed the lake.
Uncle Ed first laid Bill on
his back and hastily wiped
dry the mouth and nostrils.
Then he pried his jaws
apart, holding them open
with a piece of wood wedged in between the teeth. After
which he turned him on his face over a log which was placed
under his stomach. By stomach I do not mean the bowels,
but the real stomach, which lies just under the ribs in front.
Then he pressed with a good weight on the back directly
over the log for nearly a minute, causing the water to flow
out of the mouth. Dutchy had by this time rowed across in
the scow, in which fortunately there happened to be some of
Uncle Ed’s clothing. This he took and rolled into a bundle,
Fig. 88. Expanding the Chest.
then Bill was laid on his back over the roll of clothing,
which was arranged to raise the pit of his stomach above the
rest of his body. Uncle Ed now wrapped a handkerchief
around his forefinger, and with it wiped out Bill’s mouth
and throat. Reddy, who was the least excited of the lot,
was told to draw Bill’s tongue forward so as to prevent it
from falling back and choking the windpipe. This he did
with the dry part of the handkerchief, drawing the end of the
tongue out at the corner of the mouth, and holding it there
while Uncle Ed and I started the pumping action, which
produced artificial respiration. I was directed to grasp Bill’s
arms just below the elbows, and swing them vertically in
an arc until the hands met the ground again above the head.
This expanded the chest. Uncle Ed at the same time stood
Fig. 89. Squeezing out the Air from the Lungs.
over the body with his elbows on his knees and hands extended,
as illustrated in Fig. 88. Then I swung the arms
up and back to the sides of the body, but just before the
hands touched the ground Uncle Ed seized the body in both
hands just below the ribs, and as soon as I touched the arms
to the ground he
swung forward with
all his weight on his
hands, squeezing
the waist
and pushing
upward so as
to force out
the air in the chest. Then he slowly counted, one, two,
three, four, all the time steadily increasing the pressure,
until at the signal four, with a final push, he shoved himself
to the first position, shown in Fig. 88. At the same
signal I drew the arms up again over the head, and held
them there while Uncle Ed again counted four; then I returned
the arms to the sides, and Uncle Ed repeated the
squeezing process. These movements were continued for
about three minutes, and then Bill gave a short, faint gasp.
We kept on with the artificial respiration, assisting the gasps,
which gradually grew stronger, until they had deepened into
steady breathing. Then we stripped off the wet bathing suit,
and wrapping Bill in Uncle Ed’s clothing, laid him in the
bottom of the boat. While Dutchy hurried the boat across,
Uncle Ed rubbed the patient’s arms and legs. The rest of
us swam over and ran for blankets from the tent. Bill was
wrapped in one of the blankets and the other was used as a
stretcher, on which we carried him to the tent. Then one of
us was sent post-haste across to Lumberville for some
whiskey, which was diluted in hot water and given the patient
a teaspoonful at a dose, every fifteen minutes at first, and then
at less frequent intervals. Uncle Ed kept Bill in bed all
the next day for fear of congestion of the lungs. He told
us that unless the patient kept perfectly quiet for a couple
of days, he was liable to be seized with a sudden attack of
hard breathing that might choke him to death in a short
time. To stop such an attack he told us that the best plan
was to apply a mustard plaster to the chest, and if the patient
commenced to gasp, to start pumping the arms and squeezing
the waist so as to help him breathe. After Bill had come
around and was himself again Uncle Ed gave us a thorough
drill in methods of restoring the drowned. He laid down on
the grass and made us practise on him the various directions
which he gave us.
How to Work Over a Patient Alone.
“If you boys hadn’t been so excited,” he said, “I would
have made you rub Bill’s body and limbs while we were
pumping the air into him, but I knew you would get in the
way, and be more of a bother than a help. You must learn
to be calm in any accident; excitement doesn’t pay. Keep
steadily and slowly at your pumping, for you might have to
do it for four hours before the patient comes to.” He taught
us just how to swing the arms and squeeze the ribs to best advantage,
and how to hold the tongue without getting in the
way of the arms as they were pumped back and forth. There
was also a special way of rubbing the arms and legs. The
Fig. 90. Working alone over a Patient.
limbs were always rubbed upward,
or toward the body, with the bare
hands, or a dry cloth if there was
one at hand,
but this all had
to be done
without interfering
with the
pumping action.
“If the patient doesn’t come around in five minutes,”
he said, “turn him on his face again over the roll of clothing,
or any other suitable substitute, and press out the water from
the stomach, rolling him first to one side and then to the
other; be sure to get all the water out.” When we had
learned our lesson well, Uncle Ed took Dutchy for his
patient, and proceeded to show us how a man could work
over him alone. First he went through the operation of
squeezing the water out of him, and drying his nose and
mouth, much to the patient’s discomfort; then he drew
Dutchy’s tongue out of the corner of his mouth, holding it
there by closing the jaws on it, and holding the jaws together
by passing a handkerchief over his chin and lapping it over
his head. After that he began to pump, seizing the patient’s
arms and swinging them up over the head and back, as before.
Just as the arms were dropped back to the sides of
the body, he squeezed them in against the ribs, at the same
time drawing upward toward the head and counting four
each time, as he had done before. But the lesson was
abruptly interrupted by Dutchy, whose imagination was
worked up to such a pitch that I actually believe he thought
he had been drowning. Anyway, he squirmed out of Uncle
Ed’s grasp, and wouldn’t play patient any longer. For
several days after that we couldn’t persuade him to venture
near deep water.
Willow Clump Island was, for the most part, a trackless wilderness, and as soon as we had made our map we laid out roads to the different important points. Our main highway ran from Point Lookout to Tiger’s Tail. This road was made rather winding, to add to its picturesqueness, and from it a number of shorter roads branched off.
Spar Bridge.
We ran a bridge across the mill-race at its narrowest point. This bridge was made of trees which we had cut down in making our road. It was quite a piece of engineering, built under Uncle Ed’s guidance. Two frames were made of the shape shown in Figs. 91 and 92. The side sticks were 15 feet long and spaced about 10 feet apart at the base by crosspieces. At the upper end one frame was made 6 feet wide and the other 5 feet wide. The side and cross spars were mortised together and secured by lashing a rope around them. To make the frames more rigid we braced them with diagonal braces nailed on. When completed we set the frames up on opposite sides of the stream and with ropes carefully lowered their upper ends until they interlocked, the side spars of each frame resting on the cross spars of the other. In the angles formed by the crossing side spars a center spar was laid, and a number of floor beams or spars were stretched to this from the opposite shores. On these a flooring was spread made of saplings, cut and trimmed to the right size. A rustic railing on each side of the bridge completed the structure.
The Rope Railway.
The mill-race was crossed further
down by a rope line on which we rigged
a traveling carriage. A light manila
rope was used, anchored to a tree
at each side about fifteen feet from
the ground. A pulley block
with a wheel or sheave 4 inches
in diameter was mounted to
travel on the rope. Suspended
from this block by means of fall
and tackle was a swing seat. This,
as shown in Fig. 94, was merely a
Fig. 95. Tying the Ropes to the Seat.
board fastened with four rope strands
to the ring of the tackle block. A
single rope was used, with the ends
tied firmly together. The loop thus
formed was passed through the ring
of the tackle block and the opposite ends were twisted over
the ends of the seat board in the manner illustrated in Fig.
95. The tackle blocks were quite small, having 2-inch
sheaves, and they, together with the large pulley or “traveling
block,” as we called it, cost us about $2.50. Two light
ropes were fastened to the large traveling block, each rope
long enough to reach across the stream. The ropes extended
to opposite anchorages, where each was passed over
a branch of the tree and belayed on a cleat within easy reach.
A fellow could draw himself up clear of the ground by pulling
on the free end of the fall, as a painter does; then tying
the swing fast in this position, he would pull himself across
the stream by means of the rope stretched to the opposite
anchorage. The swing could be drawn back by the next
one who wanted to cross. We also used this aerial line for
transporting loads from one island to the other.
Suspension Bridge.
Our aerial railway didn’t last
long. We soon tired of it, and
instead utilized the materials for
a rope suspension bridge. We procured from Lumberville
half a dozen old barrels and used the staves as a flooring for
the bridge. The staves were linked together by a pair of
ropes at each end woven over and under, as indicated in the
drawing Fig. 97. Notches were cut in the staves to hold
Fig. 98. The Suspension Bridge.
the ropes from slipping off. The flexible flooring thus constructed
was stretched across the river and secured to stakes
driven firmly in the ground. A pair of parallel ropes were
extended across the stream about three feet above the flooring,
with which they were connected at intervals of five feet.
The bridge was 25 feet long,
and while rather shaky, owing
to the fact that there were
no braces to prevent it from
swaying sidewise, still it
was very strong and did excellent
service.
Pontoon Bridge.
At the head of the mill-race, where the channel was fifty
feet wide, we built a pontoon bridge. We were fortunate
in securing six good cider barrels at low cost, also a quantity
of “slabs” from one of the sawmills of Lumberville.
Fig. 99. The Pontoon Bridge.
“Slab” is the lumberman’s name for the outside piece of a
log which is sawn off in squaring up the sides. We made a
raft of these materials and floated them down the river to
Lake Placid. The bridge was made by anchoring the barrels
in the channel about eight feet apart, and laying on them the
floor beams, which supported a flooring of slabs. The floor
beams were narrow planks 1 inch by 4 inches, taken from
the bridge wreck, and they were placed on edge to prevent
sagging. Of course we had no anchors for securing the
barrels, but used instead large stones weighing about 100
pounds each, around which the anchor lines were fastened.
We found it rather difficult to sink these improvised anchors
at just the right places, for we were working at the very
mouth of the mill-race, and were in constant danger of having
our scow sucked down into the swirling channel. Once we
were actually drawn into the mill-race and tore madly down
the rushing stream. By Bill’s careful steering we managed
to avoid striking the shore, and just as we were off the
Tiger’s Tail Reddy succeeded in swinging a rope around an
overhanging limb and bringing us to a sudden stop. A
moment later we might have been dashed against the rocks
in the rapids below and our boat smashed. Shooting rapids
in a scow is a very different matter from riding through them
on a plank.
The King Rod Truss.
Our bridge building operations were not entirely confined to the island. Two of them were built on the Schreiner grounds at Lamington. Reddy Schreiner’s home was situated a little distance above the town where Cedar Brook came tumbling down a gorge in the hills and spread out into the Schreiners’ ice pond. Thence it pursued its course very quietly through the low and somewhat swampy ground in the Schreiners’ back yard. Over this brook Reddy was very anxious to build a bridge. Accordingly, before returning to school in the fall Bill made out a careful set of plans for the structure, and after we had gone the rest of the society, under Reddy’s guidance, erected the bridge.
The structure was a cross between a suspension bridge and
a spar bridge. The banks of the stream were so low that,
instead of resting the floor of the bridge on top of the inclined
frames, as we had done over the mill-race, it was
suspended from the spars by means of wires. The crossing
Fig. 100. The King Rod Bridge.
ends of the spars were nailed together and their lower ends
were firmly planted about four feet apart in the banks of the
brook. A stick nailed to the apex of each pair of spars
served temporarily to brace them apart. The center cross
beam of the bridge was now suspended from the spars by
means of heavy galvanized iron wire (No. 14, I should say).
The beam was hung high enough to allow for stretch of the
wire, making the roadway incline upward from both sides
to the center. Aside from carrying the floor of the bridge,
this beam was used to brace the inclined spars when the
temporary crosspiece was removed. The ends of the beam
projected about thirty inches beyond the bridge at each
side, and they supported braces which extended diagonally
upward to the crossing ends of the spars. When this was
done the temporary crosspiece above referred to was removed.
As the span between the center cross beam and the
banks was a little too long to provide a steady floor, a couple
of intermediate cross beams were suspended from the inclined
spars. The floor beams were then laid in place and
covered with a flooring of slabs.
Stiffening the Bridge.
The bridge was a pretty good one, except for a slight unsteadiness between the center and either end. When Uncle Ed saw it he showed us at once where the trouble lay. Our intermediate cross beams were hung from the center of the spars, and consequently made them bend, because the strain came across their length, while at the center of the bridge there was no chance for the spars to bend, because the strain was exerted along their length, that is, it tended merely to push the ends of the spars deeper into the banks. To remedy the trouble he proposed propping up the center of each spar with a brace running from the center crosspiece. The dotted lines in Fig. 100 show how these braces were applied. They made the floor perfectly solid throughout, and gave the bridge a much better appearance. Uncle Ed told us that the structure might be called a “king rod truss,” except that in place of rods we had used wires.
The King Post Bridge.
The other bridge on the Schreiner property was built in the following summer, just before we started on our second expedition to Willow Clump Island. It spanned the brook at the gorge, and was therefore a more difficult engineering feat. Mr. Schreiner himself asked us to build it, and we felt greatly honored by the request. A search was made in the Van Syckel library for a suitable type. At last we found one that seemed properly suited to the requirements. It was called a “king post truss,” and was very similar to the king rod bridge. While the design of the bridge was simple, yet it required some ingenuity to put it together. In setting up the other bridge the scow had been anchored in the center of the stream and used as a working platform, from which it had been an easy matter to put the various parts together. In this case our scow was obviously of no use, so we laid a couple of long logs across the chasm, and a few slats were nailed across them to provide a temporary bridge or working platform. The platform sagged considerably at the center, because the span was fully eighteen feet; but the logs were large, and we knew they were strong enough to support our weight. However, as an extra precaution, we tied the ends to stakes driven in the ground, so that they could not possibly slip off the banks.
First we set about constructing the king posts, which were
made as shown in Fig. 101. Two stout posts 7 feet long
were connected at the top by a tie stick, which spaced them
4 feet apart. To make a secure fastening they were notched
Fig. 101. The King Post Frame.
together and strengthened with diagonal braces. Each king
post was notched on opposite sides, at about thirty inches
from the top. A temporary
tie piece was also nailed
across the lower ends of the
king posts. The frame
thus formed was set up at
the center of the span and
temporarily held by nailing
the lower tie piece to the
working platform. Four
stout spars were now cut,
each about fifteen feet long.
Taking a pair at a time, we
planted their lower ends
firmly in the opposite banks
and sawed off their upper
Fig. 102. The King Posts Set in Position.
ends until they could just be hammered into the notches in
the king post. This required careful fitting, but by making
the spars a little too long to start with, and then shaving
them down with a draw-knife, we managed to make fairly
good joints. A couple of long wire nails in each spar made
the structure perfectly secure. The king posts were now
sawed off just above the temporary tie piece, and the
permanent cross beam was fastened to these ends with straps
of heavy wire wound tightly about them. The working platform
sagged so much that we were able to lay this cross
beam above it. From the ends of the cross beam diagonal
braces extended to the king posts (Fig. 103). Our working
Fig. 103. The Permanent Cross Beam Made Fast.
platform was now removed and replaced with the permanent
floor beams, which were firmly nailed to the center cross
beam and to the inclined spars at the shore ends. The floor
beams were quite heavy and needed no support between the
king posts and shore. A rustic floor was made of small logs
sawed in two at Mr. Schreiner’s sawmill. Light poles were
nailed to the flooring along each edge, giving a finish to the
bridge. We also provided a rustic railing for the bridge of
light poles nailed to the king posts and the diagonal spars.
Like all inhabitants of islands, we early turned our attention to navigation. Our scow was serviceable for transporting materials back and forth across the strips of shallow water between our quarters and the Jersey shore. We never attempted to row across, because progress would have been entirely too slow, and we would have drifted down to the rapids long ere we could reach the opposite side. But on Lake Placid matters were different. Although there was no settlement near us on the Pennsylvania shore, to occasion our crossing the water for provisions and the like, yet the quiet stretch was admirably suited to boating for pleasure, and mighty little pleasure could we get out of our heavy scow.
Uncle Ed’s Departure.
Owing to a sudden business call Uncle Ed left us after he had been with us nearly three weeks. But, before going, he explained carefully to Bill just how to construct a canvas canoe. Jack, the cook, who was anxious to lay in a second supply of provisions, accompanied Uncle Ed as far as Millville, the next town below Lamington. Here Uncle Ed bought five yards of canvas, 42 inches wide, several cans of paint and a quantity of brass and copper nails and tacks. These supplies, together with the food provisions that Jack had collected, were brought to us late in the afternoon by Mr. Schreiner. Mr. Schreiner also brought the necessary boards and strips of wood for the framework of our canoe.
A Visit from Mr. Schreiner.
We invited Mr. Schreiner to spend the night with us, and this he did after fording with some difficulty the swift-running river. In the morning we showed him our quarters, our filter, the roads we had built, the spar bridge across to Kite Island, our surveying instrument and the chart we had made of the vicinity. He was greatly pleased with our work, and it was then that he gave us an order for the bridge over the gorge. From that day on he became our staunchest ally, so that when my father and Mr. Van Syckel complained that we were loafing away a lot of time which could be more profitably spent in study or work, Mr. Schreiner stood up for us and declared that our experiences on the island were doing us far more good, both physically and mentally, than any other work that they could conceive of; that before condemning us they should pay us a visit and see how we were employing our time.
The Sailing Canoe.
Immediately after Mr. Schreiner’s departure we started
work on the canoe. A strip of spruce 1 inch thick, 3 inches
wide and 12 feet long served as the keelson. At the stern a
post 1-1/2 inches thick, 3 inches wide and 13 inches high was
secured to the keelson
with brass
screws. This was
braced as indicated
in Fig. 104. At the
bow a stem piece
was attached to the
keelson. This stem was cut to a somewhat semicircular form,
as shown in Fig. 105. The outer edge was tapered with a
Fig. 105. Stern of the Canoe.
draw-knife to a thickness of 1/4 inch and a brace was nailed
to the inner edge. Our next work was to cut out three
forms, one of the shape shown in Fig. 106 and two like
that shown in Fig. 107. The first form was set up on the
keelson midway between the stem and stern, and the other
two were spaced about four feet each side of the center
form. The center form was used only for shaping the
Fig. 106. Center Form.
frame of the boat, and was not intended to be permanently
affixed to the canoe. Therefore, we fastened it to the keelson
very lightly, so that it could be readily removed. The other
two forms, however, were made permanent parts of the
frame, serving as bulkheads. The gunwales were now secured
Fig. 107. Bulkheads.
in position. These were of spruce 3/4 inch thick and 2
inches wide. The ends were beveled off so as to neatly fit the
stem piece and the stern post, to which they were fastened
by brass screws. Then we applied the longitudinal strips, or
rib bands, which were of 1/4-inch thick spruce 1 inch wide.
Ten of these bands were used, equally spaced apart on the
Fig. 108. Center Braces.
center form, to which they were lightly tacked; but they were
nailed securely to the bulkheads and the stem piece and stern
post. The cross ribs were made of barrel hoops which we
had soaked in water for a day or so to render them pliable
Fig. 109. Top View
of the Canoe Frame.
enough to be bent into place. These hoops were split to a
width of 1/2 inch, and secured
first to the keelson, then to the
longitudinal strips and finally to
the gunwales. Copper tacks
Fig. 110. Side View
of the Canoe Frame.
were used for nailing the ribs in
place, and these were long enough to be passed through the
rib bands and clinched on the outside. Forty cross ribs were
nailed on, and at the
center of the canoe
they were spaced about
three inches apart. The
center form was then
removed and cut along
the dotted lines shown
in Fig. 106. The
semicircular pieces
thus obtained were
now strengthened with
strips on their inner
edges, and wedged in
between the keelson
and the gunwales, to
which they were
nailed, as shown in
Fig. 108. A pair of
cleats nailed to the
cross ribs served as
supports for the seat
of the canoe. The frame of the boat was completed by
nailing in place two deck beams of 1/2-inch square pine and
four corner pieces between the gunwales and the bulkheads,
so as to make an elliptical well hole or deck opening. Before
laying on the canvas covering the edges of the gunwales,
keelson, deck beams, stem and stern posts were smoothed
down with sandpaper.
Stretching on the Canvas.
The frame was laid in the center of the canvas and the
latter drawn around it. Then with a large needle and strong
twine we sewed both edges of the cloth together with long
stitches, lacing the canvas over the frame as a shoe is laced
over a foot. This done, the boat was turned deck downward
and the canvas was tacked to the keelson. In each case,
Fig. 112. Tacking the Canvas to the Keel.
before driving in a tack a daub of white lead was applied, to
water-proof the spot. At the stem and stern a gore (narrow
triangular piece) was cut out of the canvas so as to make it
lie smooth on the frame, and white lead was painted in between
the overlapping edges. The canoe was then turned
deck upward and the lacing tightened, while we carefully
worked out all wrinkles in the cloth. After tacking the
canvas along the gunwales on the outside, it was trimmed off,
leaving sufficient margin to be brought over the gunwales
and tacked inside. Two triangular pieces were cut out for
the decks, and these were lapped over the outer canvas and
tacked to the gunwales. A narrow molding along the edge
of the boat served to cover the tack heads and added a certain
finish to the canoe. A keel plate 2 inches wide and 1
inch thick was attached to the outside of the boat, and then,
after wetting the canvas, it was given a coat of white lead
and oil. When this was perfectly dry it was sandpapered
and the second coat applied.
The Rudder.
The canoe was now complete
except for the rudder,
which was cut from a 1/2-inch
board to about the shape
shown in Fig. 114. Strips 1-1/2 inches wide and
1/2 inch thick were nailed to each side of the
blade, forming a post, to the top of which a
crosspiece or tiller was fastened. A cleat nailed to the pillar
at each side of the rudder post served to greatly strengthen
the joint. The rudder was hinged to the canoe by a rod,
Fig. 114. The Rudder Hinge.
which passed through four brass screw
eyes, two threaded into the rudder and
a corresponding pair screwed into the
stern. For convenience in steering we
ran our tiller rope clear around the
boat, through screw eyes in the gunwales
and a pulley at the stem, so that the steersman could
guide his craft from any point in the canoe.
The Deep Keel.
We planned to use our canoe as a sailboat, and had to provide a deep keel, which, for convenience, was made detachable. This keel was 6 inches wide, 1/2 inch thick and 6 feet long, and was fastened at the center of the canoe. Screw eyes about twelve inches apart were threaded alternately into opposite sides of the keel plate. Corresponding hooks were attached to the keel in position to hook into the screw eyes, and thus hold the keel firmly in place.
Canoe Sails.