136 THE IJKAVKU KIVKK \\.\TKKS. 



" \\';tal, I guess I dew, but I don't git at it." 



The roof of his little log-barn had tumbled in. 



" What's the matter with your roof, AVardwell ? " 



"Waal, last winter the snow was oncommon heavy and 

 broke it down." 



' Why don't you repair it ?" was asked, with a sly wink 

 all around. 



" Waal, I guess I'll have to git at it sometime when 1 

 git time." 



And so the imperturbable old man, driven to death in 

 doing nothing, answered all the sly qui/./ing with a like 

 response. Poor old fellou. hi- wile \\ent rra/y al'ier that, 

 and he removed down to FentonX where he will build a 



hotel if lie ever "gits time." lie i- suecee.l.-d at Still \\aler 

 by Dunbar, \\ h<> i> -aid to be a "square," live man. 

 There was a lively little philosophical discussion among us, 



who counted ourselves as pretty busy men at home, \\hether, 

 on the whole. Wardwell's way of taking the worrie- mid 

 cares ,,f life was not, after all that could IK- said to the 

 contrary, about a- \\ ise a< the opposite extreme. IIo\ve\cr. 

 I think the enforced delay in our departure from his house 

 gave the vastly preponderating majority of our party a bias 

 against Wardwell's mode of doing busine . 



Heaver River, above Wardwell's to Albany Lake, i- 

 principally still-water. That usually means crookedness. 

 When a river is not in a hurry, it wanders all about the 

 country in a dazed, aimless way, as if it had lo>t si- lit of 

 the principle of gravitation, and didn't know enough to run 

 anywhere if there is no hill to run down. Beaver River. 



