. Kentucky log . ameter, all confusedor hidden by the rushing water. We couldntafford to break the horses legs, and turnedback, thankful to get safely out again. Then from the farther shore appeared anuncouth figure, of slouchy dress and cadaver-ous,ragged-bearded face, poling a nondescriptflat-boat across the still pool above theford. He proved to be Potter, recommended byseveral as an excellent man to stop with,—branded by others as unreliable,unscrupulous,even blood-thirsty. Certainly a more harmlesscreature would be hard to imagine. He some-what timidly offered to set us over, andseemed gr
. Kentucky log . ameter, all confusedor hidden by the rushing water. We couldntafford to break the horses legs, and turnedback, thankful to get safely out again. Then from the farther shore appeared anuncouth figure, of slouchy dress and cadaver-ous,ragged-bearded face, poling a nondescriptflat-boat across the still pool above theford. He proved to be Potter, recommended byseveral as an excellent man to stop with,—branded by others as unreliable,unscrupulous,even blood-thirsty. Certainly a more harmlesscreature would be hard to imagine. He some-what timidly offered to set us over, andseemed gratified and complimented when weaccepted. He hung about the camera with achildish delight while the Captain got a veryfair picture of the overhanging rocks. Nearthe ford, using the power of the rapids, wasPotters mill, in which he was much pleasedto be asked to pose. It was an interestingstructure, of poles cut in the woods and oddbits of sawed lumber, enclosing a simplehopper and stones. The shaft of the upper. CHAPTER VII. 95 stone ran down through the lower, and formedthe axis of the water wheel, a small affairwith a few narrow blades. The water was ledby a chute against one side of the wheel,thusdriving it by impetus rather than weight. Thewhole thing must have been washed away withevery flood, but the stones could easily herecovered, and a new frame thrown togetheraround them. On inquiry as to dinner Potters face litup; then he hesitated, and finally said hereckoned maybe, if we would he willing totake what we would find, he could get us somedinner over at his house yonder. We gladlyassented, and helped him to give the horses agenerous feed of corn and fodder direct fromthe field, which filled a little stony slopepressed against the cliff by a curve in theriver. Then everybody joined in a chickenhunt. The final hen of the establishment wasto be immolated,and did not wish to be caughtbut was finally penned under the house andcaptured from above by removing a loose boardfr
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