1026 
FOREST AND STREAM. 
[June 25, 1910. 
wagon bridge at the Votaw Ford came into 
sight about noon, and we stopped under it and 
lunched. Here we ate the watermelon, and a 
number of canoeists who passed by cast greedy 
eyes shoreward. 
Before we pushed off we decided not to try to 
make it in that day, but to camp that night 
above Valley Park and straighten out our 
dufffe, pack our outfit properly and paddle home 
easily the next morning, Sunday. 
Soon after resuming our paddling, we passed 
the mouth of the Negro Fork, sometimes called 
Big River. This is a pretty little mountain 
stream, and some day we intend to explore it 
thoroughly. Another hour brought us to 
Deicke, where the railroad again crosses the 
river. We were now in home waters. From 
Deicke to the club was our usual Sunday after¬ 
noon run. A few miles below Deicke is the 
village of Glencoe, and a mile below the village 
we made camp for the night. 
We almost lost our steak that night, owing 
to Siwash’s tendency to butt in on the cooks. 
I hold that three cooks—women, too—are suf¬ 
ficient for any well regulated camp, but Siwash 
declared that the steak was his personal prop¬ 
erty and insisted upon doing the broiling. And 
he almost ruined it by dropping the broiler, 
steak and all, in the fire. Here the Schoolma’m 
chased the pseudo-cook away and put him to 
chopping wood. 
That night the mercury dropped a foot. Be¬ 
fore morning we had everything from duffle 
bags to clothing piled on over the blankets, 
and then we almost froze. It was unusual 
weather for August in that section of the United 
States. 
The next day was our last, and we felt rather’ 
sad about the prospect of packing up and say¬ 
ing goodbye. The great love of the out-of- 
doors within me is always trebly strong when 
nearing home. As I looked down the river, 
under the golden haze of the rising sun. I 
thought of Payne’s lines: 
“Then heave a sigh, and a last good-bye, 
To the wilderness to-day; 
For hack again to the trails of men, 
Follows the waterway.” 
The task of overhauling, sorting, cleaning 
and packing proceeded silently. Everything 
v/as thoroughly sunned and aired before being 
packed. I cleaned and rubbed until niy arms 
were sore. I had to clean my wife’s high water¬ 
proofed boots that morning.- Her love of these 
boots and her anxiety to wear them wherever 
possible, brought to her the nickname of Boots, 
a present from the Schoolma’m. 
After breakfasting, I removed a luxuriant 
growth of beard from my face, and put on all 
the clean clothes I possessed. The girls put on 
their best bibs and tuckers, middy blouses and 
khaki skirts. When we had finished sprucing 
up. we did not look as though we had been 
sojourning in the wilds for two weeks, save for 
a coat of tan, warranted to wear until 
Christmas. 
We paddled slowly down the river that Sab¬ 
bath morning, being passed by canoe load after 
canoe load of boys and girls. A great many 
who passed knew something of our journey, 
and these kept up a running volley of questions. 
At Mincke we shot through the last rapid of 
the trip, a small affair of no consequence. The 
gravel dredge at Tyson looked like home, sure 
enough, as we passed by. 
At noon we stopped for lunch at Morschel 
Springs, a few miles above the club house. Here 
we were surrounded by a half-hundred canoeists, 
who were picnicking at the spring. As we 
were lunching, the Iris Girl, which had fol¬ 
lowed all the way from St. James, one to two 
days behind, came up. The two boys who 
paddled her through reported a fine trip. Leav¬ 
ing the spring, we floated on slowly down to 
the club house, where we arrived at two. After 
shaking hands all around and giving a brief 
account of the trip, we resumed our civilized 
clothes, which had been hanging in the lockers 
for the past fifteen days. A quick run to town 
and then—farewells. 
Of course, we were glad to be home. Home 
would be “Home, Sweet Home” for awhile, 
but soon the call would come again, and we 
would yearn for the forest, the canoe, the 
beautiful river. The call of the paddle meant 
much to us. The liplap of the water on the bow 
as the canoe plowed its way through, was a 
seductive song. 
Before the evening was over, and while we 
were still busy relating the incidents of the 
trip to the family assembled, I caught myself 
dreaming—dreaming of our next cruise—oh! 
where shall it be? 
This is sure: where, when or however it be, 
Boots will be on the front seat. 
Conrad Lueke, Jr. 
A. C. A. Membership. 
NEW MEMBERS PROPOSED. 
Atlantic Division.—Herbert A. Johnson, 1662 
Howarth street, Frankford, Philadelphia, Pa., by 
Frank T. Wilson. 
Central Division.—Louis G. Schumacher, 500 
Oakwood street, Wilkinsburg, Pa., and J. Mills 
Summers, 5535 Irwin avenue, Pittsburg, Pa., both 
by F. D. Newbury; W. W. Noble, 7337 Hermi¬ 
tage street, Pittsburg, Pa., by Henry H. Martin- 
dale; Robert K. Tindle, 613 Aiken avenue, Pitts¬ 
burg, Pa., and Robert P. Barkell, Minnetonka 
Canoe Club, Verona, Pa., both by Emil Ruppel; 
Edward L. Morris, 1262 Glendale avenue, Brook¬ 
line, Pittsburg, Pa., by Robert E. Seldon; W. 
Woodward Williams, 1245 Beechwood Boule¬ 
vard, Pittsburg, Pa., and Ralph Waldo Williams, 
1245 Beechwood avenue, Pittsburg, Pa., both by 
F. D. Newbury; S. Donaldson Webb, 523 North 
Euclid avenue; I. K. Watkins, 5807 Wellesley 
avenue; Fred Richardson, 5827 Ellsworth 
avenue; Reginald D. French, 216 North Rebecca 
street; Granville L. Berger, 101 Walter avenue; 
J. J. Fagan, 5720 Rippey street; W. L. Cooper, 
7221 Race street; D. R. MacDonald, 801 Home- 
wood avenue; F. L. Bruning, 5613 Rural avenue, 
and Homer D. Wood, 7401 Race street, all of 
Pittsburg, Pa., and all by H. D. James; Otto 
Carl Miller, 532 Hastings street; W. Bruce Hun¬ 
ter, J r -, 737 Chislett street, and Walter N. Mc¬ 
Creary, 7135 Race street, all of Pittsburg, Pa., 
and all by Carl Feick; John E. McHugh, 5613 
Hays street, Pittsburg, Pa., by H. A. Noble; 
James MacKay, Minnetonka Canoe Club, Verona, 
Pa., by Emil Ruppel. 
NEW MEMBERS ELECTED. 
Atlantic Division.—6049, Charles W. Price, 228 
York street, Burlington, N. J. 
Central Division.—6048, Benjamin F. Key, ill 
Lincoln avenue, Edgewood, Pittsburg, Pa.; 6050, 
Theodore Gyssels, Duquesne Canoe Club, 
Verona, Pa.; 6051, C. P. Meyran, 425 Neville 
street, Pittsburg, Pa.; 6052, j. Langford Ed¬ 
wards, 512 Rebecca street, Wilkinsburg, Pa. 
MEMBERS REINSTATED. 
Atlantic Division.—1680, Thomas M. Stuart, 
198 Dean street, Brooklyn, N. Y. 
Central Division.—5518, H. J. Dixon, Warren, 
Pa.; 5528, Horace B. Meacham, Warren, Pa.; 
5171, Edward A. Phillips, Warren, Pa.; 5509, 
William R. Rogers, Warren, Pa.; 5510, Alfred 
L. Schellhammer, Warren, Pa.; 5663, Carl Feick, 
513 Sheridan avenue, Pittsburg, Pa. 
Eastern Division.—2323, William N. Brooks, 
329 Lackawanna avenue, Scranton, Pa. 
THE LAST CAMP OF THE CRUISE. 
